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  2. Chapter 2 of 'The Corruption Continues' just posted. The chase begins . . .

  3. The Corruption Continues

    CHAPTER TWO For a couple of weeks after that first conversation, Pat and I became obsessed with getting knocked up. We read stories and posts on Breeding Zone for hours (and then fucked like animals), learning every sexy trick and every kinky tip we could so that we could start our journey. “I still don’t want anything up my ass,” he told me. “I love when you lick me, but I don’t want to get fucked. That’s going to make it harder to get infected, right? “It’s not just about fucking and cum. It also needs to get into the bloodstream,” I reminded him. Then I had an idea. “How about this -we get me royally fucked up, used by every sick and nasty fucker we can find. Until I’m infected. And then we rough up your dick, make a few scrapes or cuts so you’re bleeding, and then we bottle brush my ass so I’m bleeding, too.” His crotch was insanely huge by now, and he was smiling so vibrantly. “And then we will fuck and become one,” he concluded. “It’s kind of beautiful in a way, don’t you think?” I never realized how much of a romantic he was when we first met, when he just looked like an intense and studly construction worker who might be a little rough around the edges. Inside he's such a softy -but right now, one part of him definitely wasn't soft. I slid closer to him, wrapped one arm around his waist while the other went into that crotch bulge. “I think it’s very romantic,” I told him. “It’s like we will become two parts of the same person.” We kissed and then he rested his forehead against mine, sighing contentedly. “I never thought I would feel like this. I barely knew this even existed. Getting married never came near to how close I feel to you.” His eyes were closed and his voice was quiet, tender. “I love you, too,” I told him, sensing that he’d been holding back just in case. I noticed his eyes were now open, so close to mine, staring deep into my soul. He was also smiling brighter than I’d ever seen before. “You love me?” “As if you even have to ask,” I chuckled. Suddenly it’s like he was possessed. He lunged at me and we both fell back until he was on top of me, holding my face in his two big hands. Between hard, wet tongue kisses, he was moaning, “I fucking love you, I fucking love you so much.” Hearing those words, coming from this beautiful man’s mouth, for me . . . that was a moment that would be forever etched in my mind. I never wanted to forget what it sounded like for Pat to tell me he loves me. Though he was making it difficult to forget. I always considered myself on the good-looking side of average, while Pat’s on an entirely different level. It’s almost unfathomable that he would be so into me. But he is. Lucky me. So now that we had a plan, we just needed to begin. Our first stop, in a moment of nostalgia, was the book store where we first hooked up. Pat’s romantic idea. He wanted to fuck me in the same booth that I’d sucked him off. He also now kicked himself because he hadn’t fucked me then, so he wanted to make up for it. We went on a busy Saturday night, the place was buzzing, so that was a good sign. We had to wait a while until we could get into ‘our booth’, so we just stood against the wall, making out and pawing each other like horny teenagers. Other guys walked around us, playfully swatting my ass or grabbing one of us. We just took in the attention and tried to appear that all of it was more than welcome. We needed them to know that we were there for more than just us. Finally we got into our booth. Pat was a little nervous but excited. He told me to strip down to my jock strap. He had planned ahead and wore tear-away nylon trackies, so he quickly removed them but kept his tight tee shirt and boots on. I didn’t mind. While I love being shared, I’m not necessarily over the moon at the idea of sharing my man. I know it’s not fair, but I can’t help it. And anyway, we were here for me tonight, and believe me, Pat’s going to get his needs tended to plenty, don’t you worry. We started off with me sucking him just enough to get his dick wet, and then he turned me around and entered my ass, grunting loudly how hot it was and how good it felt. We were going all out and putting on a good show for these guys tonight. While Pat nailed me from behind, he angled me closer to the glory hole on the left where a dick was poking through. He ordered me to suck it, hoping the guys within hearing range would get the hint that he was in charge of me and that I would do whatever I’m ordered. It was a nice dick to start off sucking, not small but not big. Just right to take down my throat, and soon I had a man moaning at both ends. Between the dude with his dick in my mouth and Pat, they were surely drawing us lots of attention. Pat slam fucked me, not holding anything back because he knew that if he tore me a little, my chances of infection were significantly higher. After about five minutes he reached behind himself and opened the door so that the guys wandering the halls or standing listening to our show could also watch. I glanced over my shoulder, to take a quick look before resuming sucking, and saw that there were at least half a dozen men stroking and drooling over us. Probably more that were out of my sight line. “You going to let us use your slut?” I heard one of the men ask Pat. “Fuck yeah, that’s what he’s here for. Trying to get him knocked up,” Pat grunted out. “Your bitch is open for business!” One of the other guys yelled. “Poz loads to the front of the line,” Pat panted. His thrusts were getting more urgent, until he gripped my hips especially tight and drove balls-deep into me, growling as he erupted. “Fucking take my load!” he yelled. I was about to pull off of the dick I was sucking to encourage Pat, but at that moment the dude on the other side of the glory hole started moaning and I knew that he was shooting, too, so I kept my suction up and drained his balls as Pat did the same in my ass. When they were done, I stood up, turned around and opened my mouth to show Pat that I still had the guy’s load in there, and a few of the guys outside could see it, too. And then Pat and I kissed passionately, swapping the load back and forth until we’d swallowed it all. Then he gave my ass a squeeze, told me quietly that he loved me, and then turned back to the crowd. “Who is poz?” he asked. Shockingly, every guy that I could see put his hand up. My lucky night. “Good, looks like you’re going to have some fun,” Pat laughed. I looked at the crowd of men and smiled. This is what I loved about book stores and bath houses -every man that I could see was just a regular guy. No pretty boys or high-on-themselves younger types. Just men needing to get their rocks off. And a few of them looked a little sickly, too, which is what Pat had been especially curious about. I knew that he would pick one of them to be the first in me, and he did. Pat pointed to a man nearest the doorway and he immediately joined us in the rather cramped booth. Pat stood as far to the side as possible, still having a good angle to see my face and my ass when he wanted. The man who would be my first infector looked late 50’s, very skinny, definitely sickly looking. Or he was just a junkie. Either way, we knew he had tainted cum and that’s what we were there for. We didn’t bother with any preliminaries, the man just sunk his quite nice looking cock into my cum-lubed hole. I moaned out loud immediately. “Fucking right, this pig loves dick in him, doesn’t he?” he asked Pat. “More than anything,” Pat replied to him, his eyes locked on mine. We both knew that I loved him and his dick more than anything, but why ruin the mood with a little reality? These guys want me to be a filthy whore so that’s what I’ll be for them. “Well, my meds quit on me a while back and the docs got me on nothing right now so you’re going to get a full charge from me tonight. You okay with that?” he asked, to me and Pat. “Give it to him,” Pat encouraged. “Please, give me that fucked up seed!” I begged. “Poz me!” I yelled, sure that everyone in the book store could hear. Hoping that any poz guy in the place would want a crack at me. He didn’t take long, but I doubted many of these guys would -they’d all been jacking their dicks as they watched Pat fuck me. He’s hot enough that all of them are probably on the edge just from his presence. The sick man gripped my hips tight with his boney fingers and grunted as I felt his dick pulse inside of me. “Giving it to you, faggot. Take my disease!” he yelled as his balls drained. He let his dick in me for a minute as his balls finished emptying, and he sort of petted my back, telling me, “I fucking love giving it to chasing pigs like you. Makes fucking so much hotter and you’ve got a great ass to fuck.” With that he slipped out of me, stepped back and disappeared in the sea of men waiting their turn in me. “Who’s next?” Pat hollered. Still bent over, I glanced back over my shoulder to see that every man had his hand in the air. My stomach did flips, I was so excited. I was finally getting used the way I’d always dreamed about. And with this many men, it’s going to be a long and busy night. Just as I finished that thought, another hard cock slipped into my loosened and wet hole.
  4. Horny AF, hit me up on Kik: Ajax1984 

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  5. Taking my brother over to the leatherman later to get fitted for a Leather harness and other things.

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      BF gave him a pair of jeans that are so tight and hang so low with the out line of his dick when he is hard.

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      I'm so glad he is here with me.

  6. I'm turning into a cumdump

    Being a cumdump is so fucking addictive. I started barebacking about 4 years ago. I was very careful and didn't play with toxic guys. Two years later I'm attending weekend events and offering my hole to anyone who can shoot a load. Not when I ask for a status, I'm hoping they're toxic verbal breeders!
  7. When your top/bottom can't perform.

    Sometimes guys can't perform (from my experience) because they're really too drunk or have done T. But they do love to get fucked. My two cents.
  8. Experiences at CumUnion

    Hi, Rawladz! Yesterday, as usual, I had a lot of bb fun at Steamworks Toronto on a regular Friday night. I got a room for 8 hours (9 PM-5AM). This time I just used up about 6 hours. Within the first hour I ran into a lovely younger (30-ish) Latino who said he was a bit drunk. Did I mind? Hell, no. We locked eyes and lips in the gloryhole area. He grabbed my hand and we headed back to his room. I did douche. He fit his big thick dick (oh the pain, then bliss) into my ass and pounded away for about 2 mins., then he said, "I'm cumming. Where do you want it?" I replied, "Right there in my ass." I could feel his cum gushing forth. SCORE. I had wanted to be fucked for a long while. I got my wish. I got to suck, fuck, and rim more guys throughout the night too. Just before I left, I circled the front gloryhole area. A young boycunt wanted to be filled. So I entered him and he got 3 loads from me. I fucked and came in him. Then I took my cummy dick and plunged in to fuck his boycunt 2 more times. What a lovely way to end my night at Steamworks. He kissed and thanked me. I showered, put my clothes on, and left for a good night's sleep with the widest of grins.
  9. Bottoms Forced To Cum Before Fucking

    I'm very much a sub bottom, and it's only important that I have an orgasm if the Top desires it. I don't really care that much for myself whether I have one; my personal gratification comes from feeling the cock breeding me and knowing that another man has chosen me to exercise his dominance. I love helping other men feel that kind of pleasure, and feeling the power in them when they do it, and seeing the glow in them after they cum in me. My former master went to considerable lengths to change the way my mind deals with orgasm. He wanted to see what would happen if he confused the ecstatic pleasure that comes from orgasm with negative feelings that would make me not want to cum, yet feel unable to resist it anyway. He used Pavlovian training techniques as well as electro and suggestibility technique, sometimes causing me to feel terrible pain just as I would shoot. Eventually he was able to train me to cum on command without ejaculating, and would just say, "Cum" over and over until I begged him to stop. He wouldn't, and even those dry orgasms became hell. Later on, a really good hypnotist used this trick to make me shoot hands-free. (You'd think that having an orgasm any time anyone said or typed "cum for me" would be fun, but you'd be wrong. Strangers do it to me all the time now. Because of my master, I cum for strangers on demand. Well, I guess that's not a bad thing.) The upshot of all this is that I don't even think about whether or not I'm going to cum now if I'm with a Top. I just know that if he demands that I orgasm, I'm going to do it whether I want to or not. I call that a win-win.
  10. I love this sequel, but I’m also hoping that ShortStop91 comes down with the flu soon.

    Only got 3. It was a Monday and a last minute thing. Could have gotten more if I'd planned better. On the other hand it was 3 hot, hung guys. Third guy in particular fucked like a champ. Looking forward to doing it again. Anon hotel sex is the best!
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  13. Why Did You Start Barebacking?

    Like you, I started out being fucked by rubbers. Forget when, where, why I got fucked raw. It felt so different, so natural. And to feel my guts being flooded. Wow! From that day on, raw only for me. have had a good life, a lot better than most people. What happens, happens, and i'll deal with it then.
  14. This is a text snippet of the story of when I first knowingly slept with an unmedicated poz guy. I apologise for the format. This is a series of texts I sent a friend. Back story: he's a 5'11" Puerto Rican hottie with a 7" uncut dick that was incredibly thick. He was hairy and a little thick with muscles and just the right about of cushion on top. I am 5'8" hairy bear. We were both around 27/28 at the time. We were both really into bareback and had an insanely intense connection. "Actually the story of the fittest time I slept with him after he converted is hot. Want to hear it? *first time Correction: the first time he fucked me unprotected is the story. We were having raw sex, then he converted and we played a few times with condoms, evey time we did that I would be begging in my head for him to take the condom off, then one time we were both super stoned, and he was teasing my ass with his cock He told me he'd put on a condom in a minute but he wanted to feel my ass just a little bit. I agreed and he traded my ass more with his cock! Barely putting the tip on at times. After a few minutes he started to loosen me up. I was loving it, and he could tell. He didn't use lube at all and started to thrust deeper. He had to move slow, but after a short time he was balls deep in my ass. We both took hits of poppers, and then we were in Nirvana. He told me he would pull out when he came, but that obviously didn't happen. We fucked all over his bed for almost two hours. Finally I was letting on my belly, and he was laying on top of me really bartending me. That was his favorite position to cum in. He started to pick up stuff and hold me tighter. After a minute he was moaning and I was begging for his cum. He unleashed a huge load with a powerful orgasm inside me. He didn't pull out or once bring up the condom once he was inside of me. It was what we both wanted. I wanted his toxic, unmedicated load, and he wanted to feel my raw ass around his dick. I was still a little scared, and he recommended that I rinse out. We did this many times over a few years before I moved away. Eventually I stopped rinsing out after. And later he started therapy. This hot Latin gent had given me the best sex I've ever had on multiple locations. I did eventually move away and have been missing his fiery passion. When we would lock eyes during sex his eyes were intense dark pools of lust. It was hard not to break eye contact, but the pure raw sexual energy he instilled in me during those moments was incredible." Thanks for reading! If you like send dick pics ;-P
  15. poz not on meds! would love to slam and be an aids whore for you! would love slamming with you! deamon aids - pervy aids! thick legal bugchading large.fullsizeoutput_694.jpeg.67c144827d3b9a3bd8c8a4fe06013ce9.jpeglarge.1FC84B6A-4F06-44AA-8F68-635627BCA236.jpeg.293b9e7ea76f4ff10d7a50e5e6ea7cfa.jpeglarge.fullsizeoutput_16.jpeg.eccb639eab1be1ab74628c1b7f7b0e02.jpeglarge.9B464382-C2CF-4F13-BA6A-A12A1E317CAA.jpeg.70fb579f002aa855e226c403a28c4007.jpegteens! 

  16. perv/taboo chat

    not that much into chatting, i prefer meeting and having kinky, taboo perverted bareback sex. So anyone want to meet up and fuck me senseless, pm me and let's meet so you can breed me. Donna Marie xx
  17. Why Did You Start Barebacking?

    Raw fuck, or no fuck...I rater wank than fuck safe!!!
  18. perv/taboo chat

    Super horny today - wickr is pervboialex. Lets perv out!!!
  19. in PSP for dirty loads ;)

  20. Stealthing in the news

    It's happening here. https://www.independent.ie/world-news/hairdresser-found-guilty-of-deliberately-trying-to-infect-10-men-he-met-on-grindr-with-hiv-36323957.html
  21. Thanks for following me. Hope to see you around.

  22. Bottoms Forced To Cum Before Fucking

    THats my point!!!’ Thank you for stating it from the bottoms perspective.
  23. Being called a whore

    You can call me anything like that. It makes me always more horny and craving for cock and cum. And by the way, it is true. I am a whore! A proud one.
  24. So, do we discuss Kevin Spacey here - or ignore him?

    If it were just the one case, I could say yes give him a pass. He was drunk, more than likely, and everyone does dumb shit when drunk. It’s the other accusations out now that prove Spacey was a serial offender and overall asshole for years. That’s when you gotta say this was no accident. It’s a shame too for a guy so talented to throw his career away for nothing. It’s Hollywood. He could have easily banged a bunch of barely legal guys and it’d have been fine.
  25. Poz Guys - Do You Like Being Poz?

    Syphilis can be cured, HIV can't. However I'm proud and poz
  26. Bottoms Forced To Cum Before Fucking

    Very interesting. I never care for the bottom’s orgasm. I dont think is relevant or even a good idea for me to concern myself with his pleasure. He is there to be used, abused and bred. Why would it matter if he cums or not? His hard clit in the way would actually annoy me. Nothing like a limp submissive bottom
  27. Fetish/Kink Differences

    I always viewed a fetish as something that is almost hard wired in like this is a definitive thing that gets you going and gets you off. I view a kink as something that excites you sexual but isn’t a necessary thing to get you going. Like it’d be nice to do but you don’t need to do it to get off.
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