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This is my first story. I'm posting on here and it happened to me last night. I'll start with my stats. I'm 19, 6 feet, 2 inches, 135 pounds. I don't bottom often, so I'm really tight. I was horny so I put an ad on craigslist, and got quite a few responses. The first two guys with whom I met used protection, so the experiences weren't anything special, but they did fuck like mad and loosened me up a bit. After I got back from having hooked up with them, I checked my email, where I found guy had replied to my ad who stood out from the rest. He was a 45 year old married man who said he hadn't cum in over a week. Excitedly I emailed him and told him to meet me in the parking lot of a local grocery store. I met him there I jumped in his SUV, and we drove out to find a place to fuck around. We pulled into an unlit parking lot, and I jumped into the backseat and removed my clothing as he watched, his cock hardening as I stripped off each article of clothing. I reached over and felt his cock for the first time: it was about six inches and getting thick. I sucked him off for awhile and he grew in my mouth to about seven inches, nice and thick. I laid on my back in the backseat of his SUV, and spread my legs, resting them on the front and rear seats. As he lubed his cock with Vaseline, I lubed my ass, knowing I was about to take the thickest cock I had ever had. He lined up his now rock hard cock with my hole and slowly started pushing inside of me, thrust in deep, and held it there waiting for me to adjust to his thickness. I then gave him the okay and he started thrusting. He pulled his cock out all the way to the head, and then slammed back in, balls-deep. He picked up the pace and fucked me hard for a good five minutes. I was in lust, no pain, just pleasure and was loved every second. His breathing grew heavy, so I knew he we was about to unload. He thrust inside me as deep as he could. I felt his cock pulsating as he coated my insides with his seed. He apologized for not warning me, then slowly pulled out. I tightened my hole to prevent any leakage, checking to see just how much cum was in my ass. I could tell he left a lot of liquid in my ass, it seemed there was so much up there that I had had a enema. I asked how it had been since the last time he blew his load, and he answered it had been a month. As we cleaned-up, a smile formed on my face. He drove me back to my car and we said our goodbyes. I smiled all the way home, and passed out as soon as my head hit the pillow.

1. Cum dripped out of my swollen, gaping hole as I pulled my briefs up and stood to crack my back. It’s funny, I thought as I felt the backside of my briefs become damp with sperm, three weeks ago I never would have thought to let a man cum inside me, and now, I couldn’t get enough. That was before I had met Simon; however, before Simon had told me how hot I was, how much he liked me; before he had eaten out my hole till he could slide three fingers inside of me without resistance; and before he had charmed me to let him slip, just the tip of his fat cock into my hole raw. I slid my hand down the backside of my briefs and felt my wet hole. The sounds of the others came through the closed door clearly; there were still plenty of me out there. I can go just a few more rounds, I thought, and kicked off my slightly damp underwear. My name is Justin, I’m twenty five and just finished my last year of grad school. At five foot ten I’m not the tallest of men, but I’m what my ex-girlfriend called “Nerd hot.” The short of guy you see with unkempt hair, dark rimmed slightly unfashionable glasses, and a tweed jacket with elbow patches and you think he’s sort of cute but nothing special until they take their clothes off and you realize that tweed jacket and button down shirt were hiding a tight six pack, broad chest and a sizable amount of chest hair. I had one girl actually laugh in surprise when I took my pants of the first time and she saw my seven-inch soft cock. For the past twenty-five years I have identified as 97% straight, every once in a while I’ve come across a guy that does it for my but that’s pretty rare and rarer still would be the circumstances under which anything would happen. I am, however, a liberal man of the modern era and so when I was in London visiting my Stepbrother and he invited me to go to the gay bar with his friends, I was more then happy to attend. Ryan, who had always been the more athletic masculine of the two of us, had come out to his mother and my father when he was fifteen; I was sixteen at the time. Most of my friends thought that I should be weirded out by this (“What if he’s checking you out after you get out of the shower?”) but I never was. Ryan was not one of the 3% of guys that I’m attracted too although I did find out after catching him in bed with one of his boyfriends over a summer break in college that he had a massive cock. After college Ryan had started working for a publishing company and soon after was transferred to their offices in London. At twenty-four he already had a massive flat near to the city center and a damn nice office in their high-rise office. When I graduated for grad school I decided to fly to England for the summer before looking for work and visit Ryan for a while. Two nights after I got there Ryan invited me to join him and his friends at a gay bar downtown. Having just finished a long semester of school I was down for drinking where ever. So we got dressed, Ryan in a pair of tight jeans and a black wife beater that showed off his broad football player chest and his massive arms, he honestly looked like Rugby Ken; and I in a slim fit button down shirt and loose fitting jeans. It was at the bar that I met Simon. He came in late, a little bit after all of the others, and took the only available seat in the little booth (next to me) that six of us now occupied in the corner of this bar. The six-foot three, black haired, blue eyed, pail skinned god smiled as he slid in next to me. “Ayope, ‘o’s this then,” he ask in a gruff south London accent. “My step brother Justin, he’s straight so put your cock back in your pants,” answered Ryan, a slight twinge of a British accent had started to color the edges of his words in the years sense he’d moved here. “Eh, he’s aright. Ain’t yeh Justin?” Simon asked me. I laughed a little and nodded trying to remain calm, I had never been so attracted to a guy in my entire life. He wore no shirt, claiming it had had gotten soaked in the rain just a little bit ago. His small pink nipples stood erect out of a thick coat of dark hair all across is massive pecks. Tight blue jeans hugged his muscular legs, and the outline of his cock running down his left pant leg was obvious. He was stunningly masculine in his appearance and domineer. The rest of the party continued to talk and Simon quickly jumped into the conversation. I didn’t know what I wanted from him but I wanted something. I wanted him somehow. As he chatted with his friends his hand slid from the table and slowly made it’s way to rest on my leg just above the knee.

Hmm...it's too hard to just pick one, but I think the thing I enjoy the most is getting my ass filled up with cum. From how it feels when the top's dick starts to throb as it pumps my hole full of hot, sticky jizz, to that warm, squishy feeling inside my ass after I've been bred, I'm definitely a proud cumslut! Right after that, I'd say just the act of getting fucked bareback itself is one of the best parts. You can't beat the awesome feeling of a hard, bare cock sliding in and out of your hole; skin on skin with no fucking condom to get in the way. Love it!

I started freaking out when I saw his cock. What did you do to me? He smiled and told me to relax. Do you feel any pain? No I don’t . That’s the rum I gave you along with some other things he said. What did you give me? Just some stuff to help you out of your shell, now clean my cock. He forced his cock into my mouth and I started to clean him. I tasted cum for the first time and blood it was not something I was used to tasting. Bull told me that this was just the beginning and he would help to transform me but first he had to make sure I was ready. I didn’t know what to think but I know I wanted more. He pulled his cock from my lips and went to fix me another drink. When he came back I couldn’t help but stare at the man I had jacked off thinking about so many times. I wanted him to use me again but he said for me to wait. I asked why and he said I looked like I needed to be more relaxed. While I downed the drink, he placed a DVD in to the player and turned on the TV. A hardcore porn started up and although I had seen some stuff on the internet I had never seen anything like this. I was hard again just watching the video and so was he. My inhabitation seemed to go away and with that I reached over and started licking his body. His cock was rock hard and poking me in the stomach as I lay between his legs. I was numb and needed him to use me again. I worked my way down to his cock and started licking and sucking on it. I wanted to get him fully in my mouth and was gagging on him as I tried. Spit was running from my mouth and snot from my nose. While I was sucking on him I felt him fingering my tender hole only barely noticing any pain but I did notice that he had about three fingers in me and that my hole was opening up more to them. I needed him to fuck me my ass felt like it needed a cock in it no it had to have a cock in it. When my hands were grabbed and handcuffed behind me was the first time I realized we were not alone and there was no way Bull’s fingers had been playing with my boi hole. I got startled and Bull got up off the floor. This naked guy walked over and kissed him then looked at me and said that bull was right I was a pig in the making. Bull introduced Jeff to me and told me that it was all good. He was here to help with my conversion into a pig. I didn’t want him to touch me, he was nothing like Bull. He was 5’9” and very skinny. You could see his ribs, he looked dirty, and had a lot of tattoos even around his cock. The only thing I liked was his cock which was very long, even longer than Bulls but it was nowhere near as thick and it had what I learned to be a heavy gage PA in the tip. Jeff bent down, lifted my head and kissed me on the lips. He slid his tongue in my mouth and all I could smell was his stench. It disgusted me but turned me on at the same time. Jeff broke the kiss and asked Bull to move me into the bedroom. I was picked up like a sack and taken to the basement where an old sofa bed was opened and waiting. Jeff had a bag down here and from that bag he pulled all sorts of toys that he worked in and out of my ass. It felt like my cunt was on fire but I also felt like I was out of my body watching this all happen. What had I gotten myself into and why did I want these men to use me. Bull told Jeff he wanted to fuck my hole one last time before Jeff planted his seed in me. Bull was rock hard as he entered but the dildos had opened me up quite a bit. I could not believe how much of his cock I took. As he was thrusting into me I found myself begging for him to fuck me. Please use me. I was almost crying for him to put more of that big cock into me. After a bit he shot his load in me, told Jeff I was lubed and ready and then turned to me and said enjoy what Jeff is about to give you………………..

My name is Alan and this is a story of how I became the pig bottom I was meant to be. The beginning of the story is just some back ground information for you. When I was 18 years old, my cousin Amy and her husband moved in to the house down the street from us. From the time I had met him I had always wanted him to use me. He was 6’2” 230 pounds, very hairy and very muscular, athletic and always working out. His name was Michael but because of his strength his nickname was Bull. Later I found another reason to call him that. As I had the slim build of a swimmer, was somewhat shorter at 5’9”, and as he was seven years older than I, we were very much in contrast to each other. I was always the quiet one in the family and shy. I knew I was gay and like most 18 year olds, I was always horny, but I couldn’t act on my impulses and hid that I was gay from my family. The fantasies I had every time I jerked off were always of him or of a man like him using me as a fuck toy little did I know I would get my wish and then some. Because Bull's wife, my true cousin, was family, we would always be at each other’s houses for dinner, family parties and so forth. That June after I graduated from high school we all went to our family reunion together and I had to sit next to HIM. I was wedged in the front seat between my father and Bull and the heat that radiated off of him was amazing. As Bull and my father talked I would steal glances of him including the bulge in his pants. As he shifted in his seat to get more comfortable I swear he rubbed against me on purpose but then again we were crammed in the front seat. When we got to the reunion I helped everyone unload the car and then I went off exploring to see what other family members were doing. I hung around some of my other cousins who were of my age, we went down to the creek to drink beer we took from our family coolers and to smoke some weed. About two hours later I had to pee real bad and went to use the bathroom. When I walked into the bathroom Bull was in there changing, he was getting ready to go jet skiing on the creek. His shirt was off and he said Hi as I walked in. I said Hi in reply, and walked over to the urinals to pee. I kept watching him out of the corner of my eye and tried to pee but couldn’t, my dick was hard just seeing him without his shirt on. I flushed and zipped up hoping he wouldn’t notice the tenting in my shorts. As I tried to get out of there ASAP I realized he was talking to me and I asked him what he said. He laughed and said I must have my mind on other things. He repeated to ask me if I liked to go jet skiing with him or did I have other plans. I stammered that I had other plans and left the bathroom. The rest of the day all I could think of was him and that body. I jerked off three times that night. After the family reunion I didn’t see him again until August. My mom asked if I could go over to their house and mow the lawn since they were away on vacation. I said sure and headed over. I started mowing the front lawn and then moved to the back. With my ear buds in and the music turned up loud I did not hear Bull walk up behind me in the yard. He tapped me on the shoulder and I jumped. He said he was sorry and that he did not mean to startle me. I told him I had my music turned up and hadn't seen him. I told him I didn’t think anyone was around and that he and Amy were on vacation. He told me that Amy decided to go visit friends since he could not get off from work. He asked if I wanted a drink of water and I told him that would be great. We walked into the house and he got me a bottle of water from the fridge. He handed it to me and I didn’t even notice that it had no cap on it. I drank it down in two gulps. We walked into the great room and sat down. He sat right next to me even though there was plenty of room on the couch. I couldn’t help but stare at his body, I wanted to lick his pits and suck on his nipples. I started to feel funny and felt like I was going into a daze. Bull started talking to me and asked me why I left the bathroom so early at the reunion. I asked what he ment and he told me he knew I was checking him out and he thought that I would let him fuck me or at least suck his cock. "Wow that is blunt" I said, and he replied he knew I was a fag and that I was always checking him out, and asked if I had ever been with a guy. My reply was "No." "Good," he said, "I like breaking in virgin hole and wrecking it." With that he stood and dropped his shorts, his cock was massive: it was about ten inches long, uncut, and thick as a beer can. Grinning, he snapped his fingers and asked me if I liked what I saw. All I could do was nod. He was alternating between rubbing his hand up and down his body and pulling on his left nipple, remarking in the process "You look like you are a great cock sucker." I don’t know what it was but I knew I needed to be used by him. He asked if I would like another bottle of water or something stronger and I asked for something stronger. He fixed me a rum and coke that was almost all rum and very strong. I drank it down and put the glass down. He put his hand on my head and guided me toward his cock. At first I could only get the cock head into my mouth but as he encouraged me and pushed my head on to him I gaged at first getting spit all over his cock, I then realized I had him partially down my throat. He was telling me what a good boi I was and that he knew I could do this. It was then I felt his hand work into the back of my shorts and his finger found my hole. With no lube he pushed his finger into my hole and it hurt slightly. I told him that it hurt and burned and he said good your ass will get used to it in time. He then used his other hand to push my mouth back on his cock. He told me that I was a slut and that he would teach me how to take all cocks, no questions asked and he will make me into the pig I was ment to be. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and told me to undress. I was very drunk at this point and realized that he must of spiked my drink because I was also very hot and very horny. I quickly stripped down and he told me to turn around and he started licking my ass. I never felt this before and I was in heaven. I felt my hole loosening up ever so slightly. He told me I was ready and had me lay on the sofa my legs spread out and my hole was exposed. The next thing I know his cock head was at my hole and he was trying to push it in. It hurt and I asked him to stop, but he just laughed and said "A pig bottom learns to take the pain and with my fuckin' cock I am sure to tear you a bit." He thrust into me a little more and I screamed in pain. I did not know what lube was at that time but I know he didn’t use anything other than spit and his precum. After what seemed like an eternity he started moving his cock in and out of my hole. The pain was starting to go away and I started to enjoy his pulling out and pushing back in, and he remarked "I've never seen a bottom open up so fast - you must be a natural born fuck." Then he started to grunt I realized that he was cumming in my hole and that he was not wearing a condom. I asked him if he should be wearing a condom and he replied "Fuck no. A pig boy should always take the seed of any man." He then pulled out, remarking "A pig also knows that he should clean any cock that uses his hole" so I took his cock into my mouth. It was then that I tasted my blood on his cock. To this day I love when a top fills me with his seed. This is my first attempt at writing my story. It is a mix of truth and fiction. The story does start off slow but I have much more to tell if you want

He was looking at me, he always was, as I toweled off from the showers after my work out. I went over to my locker, careful not to look at him, knowing the embarrassing reaction my body would have, but still all to aware of his gaze. He had been at the gym every single time had gone for the past month and a half, it was as if he know when I was going to be there. My resolve weakening for a brief moment I stole a glance his direction, he was still looking. God I wanted him. Six foot three, probably around thirty-five or so, a solid mass of muscle. His ginger hair was cut quite short, but he had ample scruff on his face and a stunning amount of hair across his torso, and powerful legs. Sometime he would just be in a pair of white briefs, and others a tight fitting pair of short running shorts, today was the former, and as always I could see the strong outline of his thick cock pressing through the fabric. I could feel those inescapable green eyes roaming over my body talking me in. He was perfect in every way, except for one; around his left nipple was a jet-black tattoo, recently touched up, that contrasted sharply with his pail skin, of a biohazard symbol. I knew what that meant and sadly it also eliminated him from my list of potential fucks. I had a rule, I only fuck safe, and I only fuck NEG guys. God, I wanted him though. I got dressed quickly trying to ignore his stair, and rushed out of the gym, my cock straining against my shorts. These encounters three times a week with my forbidden lover always left me horny and itching to get fucked. All of the NEG tops in the area should be sending this POZ Adonis thank you letters, because it had practically become a habit for me to pull out my phone as soon as I was out of the gym, and pull up Grindr or Scruff looking for a top right then. That morning I was in the mood for something new, and hit up a few guys I hadn’t seen before or hadn’t managed to meet up with before as I started to walk down the street towards the subway station. There were a few responses before I got what I was looking for on Scruff. A beefy top, thirty-seven years old, muscular, and hairy with an eight-inch cock who was ready to fuck right then. He sent me his address, which turned out to be just two blocks over. I almost ran through the cool fall air I was so hungry for cock. He buzzed me in quickly and I rushed up the stairs to his apartment. When he opened the door I he was even more beautiful then his pictures. He stood before me, in just a pair of bulging briefs and black dress socks, a broad mischievous grin on his face. We waited no time, he pulled me inside and closing the door behind me, kissed me hard on the mouth forcing his tongue inside me. I melted into his arms as his six foot two frame enfolded all five foot nine of me. He quickly removed my shirt and shorts and I dropped my gym bag on the floor. We shucked out underpants as he lead me to the bedroom. As soon as his cock was exposed I sank to my knees and pulled him towards me swallowing as much of the thick meaty shaft as I could. He groaned appreciatively and put his large hands on the back of my head drawing me closer till my nose was buried in his dense dark brown pubes. A blowjob however was not his goal, and he soon pulled me to my feet and tossed me onto the bed. He spread my cheeks with his hands and dove into my furry crack, his tongue swirling around my hungry hole. I moaned and bucked back wildly trying to urge more of his tongue inside of me. He slid a couple of fingers inside, loosening me up a little I felt the failure chill of lube hitting my hole and heard the sound of a condom wrapper opening. Then in one long slow stroke he pressed inside of me, stretching my hole as he did so, till at long last I felt his bushy pubes against my cheeks. I closed my eyes and imagined that he was the man from the gym, my forbidden fruit. He pulled out slowly and then plunged back in again, getting a little rougher each time he did so. After maybe ten minutes he pulled out and flipped me over so that I was laying on my back, and with my ankles resting on his broad shoulders, pressed back inside of me. It must has been the angle that he was penetrating me at but his cock felt better inside of me, more electric, more powerful. He hammered away, grunting, sweat glistening on his forehead. I could tell from his building pace that he was getting close, I fisted my own cock getting ready to blow my load as soon as he came in the condom. It didn’t take long and he slammed balls deep into me, his head thrown back his body shaking, as his cock exploded. I felt a strange heat in my ass as I blew my own load on my toned and slightly furry stomach. He pulled out of me slowly and then took the used condom to the bathroom to get rid of it. My hole felt well stretched, and with my own load splattered across my stomach I felt my lust had been well slaked. I scooped up the cum from my stomach and licked it off my fingers before getting up to get dressed. He must have used a lot of lube I thought, my hole felt wet and slick, and that strange feeling of warmth still persisted inside my guts. I was pulling on my track pants when he came back out of the bathroom dressed in a business suit. “Lunch hour,” he said by way of explanation. I finished dressing and we walked out of the building together heading our separate ways when we came to the sidewalk. I didn’t live far away, and it was a nice day out so I decided to walk the couple of blocks to my apt. As I walked I felt a stickiness around my ass and something wet running down my leg. That couldn’t be lube. I slipped into a Starbucks as a I passed and made my way to the bathroom. I pulled down my pants and my boxer-briefs and was suddenly hit by the smell of cum, and I saw a wet spot in my briefs. Running a finger across my hole I felt a thick wet stickiness slowly dripping from my hole. That bastard had gotten the condom off somehow, I realized, he had fucked me raw. It had probably happened when he flipped me over, I remembered how good his cock had felt in that moment. I remembered too how warm his cock had felt as he shot his load inside of me. My cock hardened. I slid a finger into my wet loose hole and shivered.

The other night I was online with my barebackrt profile open and got a hit from a cute younger guy who was into leather, bareback, cum and who was curious about watersports. His profile described him as 27, bb bottom, HIV neg (recently tested hiv neg as of 3/2010), vers bottom 5'7" 145 hairy bottom. From his pics I knew I wanted to breed his ass! After chatting for a while and after I described my play room for him, he asked if I had any other HIV neg tops who would fuck him if he came over. I told him sure, and I described a fuck buddy, Steve, who was 44 year old, hot and a top, who I knew would love to join in and breed him. Now, Steve and I had played before, but as we are both tops, we had never fucked, but I knew he had a great cut eight inch cock and that we had enjoyed sucking each other off to completion. The kid agreed, so I spoke with Steve, who agreed to join us, and when I told Steve I was going to save-up a big load to blow into the kid, Steve readily agreed to do the same. Over the next couple of days I arranged the play session, and when both the kid and Steve showed up to my place at the same time, the three of us stripped naked in the play room where I had set-up a sling as well as a bondage table (just in case one of us decided he wanted to surrender control). Within minutes the kid was sucking us, and very quickly both Steve and I went to full erection. The kid unsuccessfully tried to take both of us in his mouth at the same time. His face might have been as cute as hell, but he just couldn't orally simultaneously handle the two of us. After getting some pre-cum from both of our hard cocks, Steve decided the boy was ready to take his hard dripping cock up his ass! As the kid was doing a great job sucking my cock, Steve slowly slid his raw thick cock deep up the boy's ass, and soon was ramming his cock all the way up the kid's hole, while making him take my cock all the way to the base! The kid choked several times in doing this, but moaned for more, even as he kept swallowing my cock with each deep thrust Steve gave him. By this point of watching this hot bottom get fucked raw by Steve's huge cock, I was determined to get into the kid's ass, so I switched places with Steve and found myself fucking a very tight and wet ass. The kid loved it when I pulled out, only to slam myself home again. My balls began to tingle, and I knew I had to stop right then or that I would load him right away. The whole time the kid had Steve's in his mouth. I withdrew, knowing from the prior e-mail exchanges that the kid wanted to be double fucked by the two of us, so I lay down on the bondage table and had the kid sit on my cock, and when my cock was lodged deep in the kid's hole, I gestured for Steve to climb on board and slide his hard cock deep into the kid. The feeling was amazing. I could feel my hard cock right next to Steve's, while both of our cocks were lodged in the kid's ass. After some hard pounding by both Steve and me, I felt as if I was about to loose it. The kid asked me not to cum so we took a break and Steve and I switched positions, so he was on his back, the kid sat on Steve's cock, while I slid in from the top. I'm watching all the action on the mirror in the room and Steve's fat cock and the kids tight ass is taking a toll. Again I felt my balls tingling. I knew I wanted to breed this kid. Fortunately, by this time the kid was begging me to cum in his ass. "Cum in my ass!" "Come on, give me that hot load!" Nothing turns me on more than to hear the bottom begging for my load. "Give me your cum!" I can't hold back any longer and blow my three-day load up the kid's tight hole, coating Steve's hard cock in the process. In fact, Steve exclaimed he could feel the cum pulsating out of my cock into the kid's hole, a point the kids seconded. After cumming, I remained lodged in the kid's ass for several minutes, only to watch my cum flow out onto Steve's crotch when I withdrew. The kid then want to be fuck in the sling and as I was the only one who had cum, they quickly moved over to the sling. As Steve started to fuck the kid, I fed my cum and ass juice covered cock to the kid as I slowly jacked the kid's rock hard cock. A few minutes into this I told Steve I needed to get more of my cum on my cock for the kid to lick off so Steve and I switched places, which allowed me to fuck the kid some more until I had a large glob of my cum on top of my cock. Then I pulled-out, Steve took my place, and I fed the kid my tasty cock! Steve fucked with tremendous vigor, and soon was fucking full-depth into the kid's hole. The kid, meanwhile, begged for his second load of the night, demanding Steve "Fuckin' cum in my ass hole!" and "I want you to add your cum to his load up my ass!" After a few minutes Steve commented "I'm going to cum. Where do you want it?" "Breed my hole, and mix your cum with the load that's already in there," the kid stated. Steve tensed up and I knew he was on the cusp of breeding the kid. "Oh, fuck, fuck," Steve yelled as he approached the cusp of breeding the kid. At the same time my cock was down the kid's throat and I jacked him off to a huge orgasm. The first volley of cum hit the wall behind the kid, then the subsequent shots blasted the kid's chest, neck and stomach. Steve and I licked the cum off the kid and the three of us enjoyed a three-way kiss, sharing the kid's load as Steve's cock slowly softened and a large glob of cum hit the floor as he withdrew. Afterwards the three of us enjoyed the after-sex glow, and casually chatted about the experience and other hot fucks we had enjoyed. Eventually the kid left, and Steve hung around to speak with me, and what he had to say was really fucked-up! I had specifically invited Steve because I knew he was neg, and the kid only wanted to take neg cum. Steve then told me that two weeks earlier he had been diagnosed as poz, adding that he hoped I was okay with having played with him. "Sure I am," I replied, but added "the kid, however, was neg, and didn't want to play with poz guys." Steve replied, "Yeah, I know I should have said some thing, but when I saw you breed the kid, I had to add my poz DNA to the mix of cum in the kid's ass." I guess we'll find out if the breeding took or not in a few weeks. I can only hope the kid knows what he's riskign when he takes loads from guys he just met online!

I have an interesting relationship with an ex-boyfriend. He's seeing someone else and they are happy together. Own a house and go camping. It's good. But every now and then he craves my thick, beefy butt. We don't see each other twice a week...it's once every six months or so. Eight months or more. We see each other online and say, 'Oh hey. Been a while. We should get together.' Sex with Brent is like sex with an angry deer. LOL. He is a gentle man. He's thick and beefy, totally a bear. Hairy everywhere with a very thick 8.5 inch cock. When he puts it in a cockring it gets fatter. And then he starts grunting. He and I rut like forest animals when we fuck. He gets aggressive and a few years ago we started fucking bare...but never to climax. He always pulled out. I was fascinated with bb sex but never really took the plunge and would *never* let a guy cream me, even an old friend and occasional fuck budy like Brent. Good guy. Smelled sweaty and clean during sex. But you can't just...take loads. Everyone knows that. Brent and I fucked bare and that was the furthest I had gone. But things have been changing for me and the fantasy of bb was not enough. I am fixated watching videos of guys creaming while deep inside...I am almost turned off but cum-on-the-hole shots. Some of them are sexy, especially when they push it into the bottom's ass but I prefer the scenes where you watch the top's balls contract and you know he's unloading as deep as he possibly can go. That drives me nuts. Brent and I reconnected last week and decided to get together. It had been a while. A long while...maybe a year? After a few missed schedules, we finally connected this morning. At his house, we caught up and smoked some weed. He took off his shirt and scratched his hairy pec. He walks around the house in nothing but shorts all the time anyway, so it was funny to see him wearing a shirt when I answered the door. We had talked online about how my fixation on bb sex was growing stronger and I needed to feel it..really know what it felt like when a man unloaded inside me. There's big debate on whether or not the bottom can 'feel' it but I knew for me it would be more about the psychological thrill of letting a rutting, sweating, grunting, big-dicked top do what nature intendedh him to do: breed. Breed deep. Get that sperm swimming in the pink. We sucked each others' hairy chests and kissed a little. More about fucking for us now, so kissing was not a big part of the equation. But we kissed in appreciation for each other's sexiness and he grabbed my ass in the red jockstrap I wore. I sucked his dick and it was fat as I remembered. Starts out all medium-sized and then after sucking it gets harder and fatter and his mild-mannered demeanor gets set aside as he starts to fuck-grunt and accept how powerful it feels having a man kneel and suck your meat like it's god's gift to human existence. Brent likes the back of my throat and his hands grabbed my head and helped himself to getting in deeper....he'd hold his dick there...in my throat while I tried to breathe. If he came right at that moment, I'd never taste a drop. That deep. At one point he looked down at me and said, "We're only going to use spit. So get it as sloppy as you can." He rimmed my ass for a while and that was hot, hearing him grunting back there. But for him, it's only about getting the hole ready for acceptance...he's not into rimming for ass-eating sake....no, it's a necessary part of his breeding. He eats ass and gets it wet. He wants my saliva and his to be all that's needed, so even if it's not his thing, he's enthusiastic about it, spitting in the hole and pushing it in with his tongue. When Brent fucks, he goes balls deep as soon as possible. He wants to make sure I feel every inch of it and that gentle part of him is driven into a lust frenzy by this point, so his big swinging cock is already dripping precum and my saliva by the time he drives it home. Balls fucking deep. He warned me to take a hit of poppers first, and I did, so when he pushed into my guts, the sensation was intense and like coming home. I welcomed him into me and he groaned on my back, right into my ear. "I'm raw inside you," he said. He says I'm the only guy he fucks around with besides his partner and the infrequent one-off...but he doesn't fuck raw with anyone but his partner and me. I don't know if that's true. We've known each other for years now, so I suspect it is. But that means getting his raw cock inside me *means* something. He's trusting me with the gift of his big, bloated penis as it drips precum in my chute. He fucked me while I was on my stomach and then on my back, then leaning over the bed corner where he got really deep. But he likes me in missionary position with my knees bent because it's the most vulnerable position and a bottom has little defenses against that kind of fuck - it just goes as deep as he wants. I say 'ouch' occasionally and he grins this wicked grin, like he is tired of being Mr. Nice Guy and now he will just fuck as deep and hard as he always wanted to do...and he does. He pounds me. I started talking dirty to him about how good it felt, his big raw dick, the possibility of breeding, and how slick my insides would be if he decided to unload his sperm. His dick gets even harder when I talk this way so while we have never bred, I know he wants this. His preferred place to cum is my throat...but I think that's because he's been conditioned to not want this...to breed...it's wrong to want this kind of pleasure of dominating a bottom with sperm. But he does want it. And he fucks me harder. We find this great position with me on my side and stomach while he nails me from behind and I keep talking about how great he feels, his big cock assaulting all my pink and tender flesh. when I talk about my pink guts and how the swollen, soft colon is getting beat up bad, he gets harder. He likes that he's abusing my flesh. He likes that his hard cock is making it hurt inside me. And feel amazing. I think it turns him on that unleashing this side of him turns me on because he wants it to be good for me too so he gets to be as selfish as he wants...but also knows that I love it. He starts pumping harder and says into my ear, "Today...today I'm not going to pull out. Am i?" "No," I say. "I want it. I want your sperm. I want you to cream my guts that almost never saw a load up there. It's almost virgin cum territory up there. Enough colon left or a man to claim part of it as his own." This kind of talk makes him harder, me too, and he grabs my dick to find it soaked in precum. I mean...soaked. I precum a ton and my entire jockstrap was wet like it came out of the washer. LOL. This made him hard and he sucked his fingers and rubbed it on his face, which made him fuck harder. "Here it comes," he said and then he started grunting hard into my ear. My mind race - was I really taking sperm? After so many years of denial, it's shocking, absolutely shocking that a man would do this to me and I would willingly let him. I gasped. He growled, like a fuckin' bear growl and he just started pistoning and I knew...I knew he was unloading. I didn't feel it inside me....not at first, but then it got very slippery, very wet. He kept fucking and pumping and grunting and sweating onto me and he just pounded that dick harder. My insides were completely soaked. I could feel that. As his last strokes were his dick getting soft and then plopping out, it felt like his cock was withdrawing from a bathrub full to the rim of semen. I couldn't believe how wet I felt. I'm home now. This happened an hour ago. Brent's juice is still inside me right now.

While traveling on business to Dallas this week, I was able to catch a couple days of vacation. Being the horn dog that I am, I quickly logged onto bbrt, cl and a4a and started looking for a guy or two to breed me. Not having much luck with anon walkin, pump and dumps in the past I was skeptical that I would have much luck. I only recently have gotten back into anon bb fucks; not having done so since my college days. Before I knew it, there were messages in my email. Who knew that there could be so many available horned men on a Tuesday morning? Guy one: 47, 6'4, 205#, hairy blond. Just the type that gets me going!! After a couple emails, I gave him my hotel and room number. At the agreed upon time, I was face down and ass up for him to walkin, pump dump and go. From the time he pushed the door open and was balls deep in my pre-lubed asshole wasn't over 10 seconds. Did he have his cock out and lubed in the hall? Good thing i was eager and horned as hell for a hard rough dicking.....i never even asked his cock size. He was easily 8 inches and quite thick as well. He was on a mission to drop a load and methodically pumped my ass for about 10 minutes. ..and then pumped a hot load deep. Rarely can i feel a cock pulse during a load, but his I could. He unceremoniously pulled out, tucked it away and left. I fingered my ass after he left, and pushed down to feel his slimy load in my hole....and got even more horned for more jizz. I thought that was enough playing with my hole by myself, guy 2 messaged that he was parking....i wonder if guy 1 & 2 saw each other in the parking lot.... Do you guys like this so far? If so, let me know and I will write up about a couple other of the guys that dropped a load into my hole.

This is loosely based on real events. It's my first attempt at writing about them, so I hope you enjoy. --- “Does it make you gay if you let another dude suck your cock?” he asked, jokingly. “Let’s go found out.” That's not what I actually said, but it's definitely what I wanted to reply. The thought of giving him a blowjob was something I had fantasized about many times. I replied “Only if you enjoy the fact that it’s a guy doing it.” The conversation continued on to other topics and I didn’t think much of it. A day later, Alex texted me and asked “I’m thinking about putting a profile on a dating site. You’re really well spoken, could you help me come up with what to say?” “Sure. I’d be glad to.” I ached to tell him that I had feelings for him, that I would date him in a hearbeat. Sadly, he was only interested in pretty girls. Alex was in his mid 20’s and was just a bit taller than me, with a nice slim build. He had a very handsome very and short brown hair. I longed to kiss his lips, but I had long since given up on the idea, saving it instead for when I was alone in my bed with my hands in my pants. I don't think I am as good looking as Alex, but I'm not hard on the eyes either. With light brown hair, blue eyes, and the slender hairless body of a horny 19 year old, I've certainly had my share of attention. A few days later, I went over Alex’s place. When I let him know I was coming, he told me he would leave the door unlocked and to just let myself in. When I arrived, the door was unlocked as expected and I entered his apartment. Right away, I noticed how warm the apartment was. It was hot outside, his air conditioning must not have been working. “I’m here!” “I’m in the office playing a game, c’mon in.” When I went into his office, he was sitting at the computer playing a strategy game. His shirt was off and I felt a tingling sense of lust inside of myself. He closed out the game and turned his chair towards me. It was the first time I had a chance to see him with his shirt off. He was nearly completely smooth, with just a few hairs on his upper chest. I tried to contain my excitement but feared he may have noticed. If he did, he sure didn’t say anything. “Pull up a chair.” He switched over to his web browser where he had started his profile. “I don’t know which pictures of myself to use. I don’t like any of the way these look. Help me pick some.” I browsed through the pictures he had and noticed a few ones. He had a really great smile, so I suggested a few pictures where he was smiling and suggested I thought the women would like those. “What if they don’t? What if they don’t find me attractive.” “You’re a really good looking guy. I don’t think you have anything to worry about. If you were gay, guys would be all over you.” “What about you?” "Probably, but you're not gay and you're my friend, so I don't think of you that way.", I lied. As we worked on his profile, we passed the keyboard back and forth. I noticed he seemed to make a lot of contact with his arm against mine. I wanted it to mean something so badly, but I knew it was just incidental, that it meant nothing to him and that he was just comfortable enough around me so as not to behave like touching my arm would be a big deal. After we finished his profile, we sat on his sofa and put on the TV. He sat a little closer to me than I expected, but I tried not to read into it. Not until he moved his leg against mine. “So, it’s not gay if a gay guy sucks a straight guy’s dick?” “I don’t think so.” “Umm...so...It’s kinda been a long time since I had a girlfriend, and I’m not really into sleeping around. I was wondering...maybe...if you would suck me off?” I nearly jumped out of my seat, but tried to play it cool. “Haha, cute Alex. Very funny.” “No, I’m serious man.” “I don’t want it to get weird between us. I really value you as a friend.” “It won’t, I promise. I just need relief so damned bad.” I got off the couch and gently pushed his legs apart. I kneeled between them and leaned inward, giving his belly a small kiss while I unbuttoned his shorts. He lifted up and I slid the shorts down, really a pair of plaid boxer shorts. I unbuttoned the shorts and pulled his hardening cock through the fly. I had wondered if he was going to have difficulty getting hard with a guy, but he didn’t seem to at all. He seemed pretty excited in fact. I inhaled and took a moment to enjoy his musk. It was masculine with a hint of sweetness to it. I kissed the head of his cock and then took it into my mouth. A soft moan escaped his lips and I could tell he wasn’t lying when he said it had been a long time. As I gently sucked him, he grew harder until he was at full mast. He was about 7.5” long and cut. His cock matched his body nicely. “Hold up one sec.” he said to me. He lifted up once again and slid his boxers off. I paused a moment to take in his entire body, fully naked in front of me. I was enjoying what we were doing, but I wanted so much more. I wanted to love him, to be loved by him, and to be able to do things to please him all the time. I mentally sighed and went back to giving him a blowjob. As I bobbed up and down, he continued to moan. When I sensed he was starting to get close, I slowed down. I didn’t want this to end, I wanted it to go on forever. “What does it feel like to get fucked?” he asked. I stopped what was doing so I could answer. “It feels really amazing. I love the feeling of a cock inside of me. The prostate stimulation is incredible, I cum harder than anything else. I love knowing that my body is giving another person pleasure. It feels really great when they cum too, it gets really slippery and it makes me feel cared for. I feel whole.” “But if it’s about the prostate, how does it feel good for women?” “I don’t know. My female friends don’t really like it.” “Every girl I’ve asked has refused.” My ears perked up. I was hope and praying he was about to ask what I thought he would. “Would, um.. Would you maybe let me try fucking you?” My heart just about jumped out of my chest. I climbed onto the couch, kneeling over his lap, his cock inches from my hole. “Are you sure about this?” “Well, it’s not like it’s gay. I just want to know what anal feels like and it’s not like I want to date a dude. Plus, you’re really thin and kinda have a feminine body, so.. it’ll be kinda close to fucking a chick.” “Ok.” I didn’t really care how he wanted to rationalize it, I just wanted to get his cock in me before he changed his mind. I spin into my right hand and then reached around and grabbed his cock. I lowered myself down and felt the head of his cock press against my hole. I used more of my weight and felt it spread me apart, inching into me slowly. “Mmmm. Oh my god, it’s so nice and tight.” “Mmmhmm. You like it?” “Yes.” When he finally bottomed out, he started to pump. “Hang on a sec, let me get used to you. I haven’t been fucked in awhile.” “Oh, sorry.” I took a moment to enjoy the fullness and the discomfort subsided. I lifted up slightly to give him more room to work with. “Ok, go ahead now.” He grabbed me just above the hips on each side. I let a moan out. I have a weakness for that. He thrusted up into my awkwardly, not quite used to this position.” “Let’s go to my bedroom, I don’t really like this on the couch.” he blurted out. We went into his bedroom and I laid down on my back. He kneeled between me and I put my legs over his shoulders and then guided his cock back into my hole. He leaned over me and started sliding in and out. Slowly at first, and then gradually increasing his speed. His eyes were closed. I imagine he was busy thinking of a some hot girl he wanted to bang instead of recognizing the fact that he was balls deep in a slim, hairless twink. I wanted to kiss him so badly. I’ve never been fucked without the top kissing me. I was torn about trying it. If I tried it and it upset him, he might freak out and stop. On the other hand, he might be lost enough in his thoughts that he’d let me. I rested my hand on the back of his head and pulled him towards me. He didn’t resist. I leaned up and pressed my lips against his. Softly at first, and when he didn’t object, I parted them kissing him a little more deeply. Our tongues met and then he abruptly pulled away and stopped fucking me. “Sorry, I’m not gay, I don’t want to kiss.” “Ok. I apologize, I got caught up in the moment.” I felt a bit of sadness inside me, but at least I knew what it felt like to kiss him. I’m honestly not sure if that helped me or just made it that much harder not to long for him. He resumed pumping into me, and really started to pick up the pace. “I’m getting close.” “You can cum in me if you want to.” The words escaped my lips before I had a chance to think about it. Alex and I hadn’t even discussed HIV status or anything before this started. I panicked for a moment, and then just relaxed. He wasn’t very promiscuous, it was probably fine. I didn’t want to stop him and I really wanted to feel his cum deep inside me. “Mmm… you ready?” “Yeah, give it to me!” “Take my load, you fucking slut. Take my hot cum, you worthless little bitch. I’m filling you up right now!” I could feel my insides being flooded by his warm seed. The combination of the cum and his words sent me over the edge and I shot a huge load all over my stomach. Alex collapsed on top of me and my cum got all over his chest. I could feel the heat emanating off his body, and his sweat dripped onto me. “Fuck, I’ve got your cum on me. I need to shower.” He pulled out of me and quickly went to the bathroom, closing the door and saying nothing more. I laid down, confused by everything that just happened and unsure of whether I should leave or stay. I grabbed a shirt from his dirty laundry and wiped myself clean. I smiled, knowing his seed was deep inside of me. I felt jealous of the girl that was going to be lucky enough to call Alex hers in the future, but at least for one time, I got to know what it would feel like. On my way out, I grabbed his plaid boxers, a token to remember it by. Alex texted me the next day. “I’m sorry I got so cold when I finished. I just got overwhelmed by what happened. I really value you as a friend and I hope I didn’t hurt you.” “It’s cool. Don’t worry about it.” I had assumed that it would be a one time thing, but that didn’t turn out to be the case. I guess that’s a story for another time though.

Hey, On the last design revamp: man, you did a great job. The site looks awesome now. I work as a webmaster and I know how much work that is. I've found something that could be a bug: I've come across some posts where the messages don't match the thread title, at all. Maybe there's some mistake triggering the right thread from the database. Here's an example: https://breeding.zone/topic/23150-what-is-the-worst-reaction-youve-received-to-disclosing-your-status/ The discussion is about a BB escort, which does not match the title at all. I've found some other examples too. Then again, congratulations for the great work. Kinky Hot.

I was scared but did it. I am glad I ditched condoms and went bareback and taking loads. The sex was more satisfying and a better turn on for me. It was a bit scary but I had to do what I wanted and made me feel good.

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This is my thought exactly too. There is definite clear reference to first hand experience that only a real chempig knows. Oink!!! FanTasTic sTories! Got my cock dripping juice. Oink oink!

Cum leaked from my hole as I walked, I tried to keep my hole tight, to hold onto every last drop but it was no used. I walked the last block to my apt scrolling through Grindr and Scruff and no luck, perhaps I had become too picky in what I was looking for, I felt that in all of NYC though there had to be another beefy ginger top who it was safe to get bred by. Feeling rather let down by the world I let myself into my apartment and muttering hello to my roommate locked myself in my room. I opened my computer and started trolling the Internet trying to find a way to get fucked again. I looked at adam4adam and manhunt but those didn’t seem enough, then I stumbled across BBRT. Quickly I made a profile, uploaded a pic of my tight slightly hairy twenty-one year old torso, and a good ass pic an old fwb had taken, and wrote: Young NEG BB Bottom Looking For NEG Loads. My cock was throbbing against my shorts, and I reeked of cum and sweat. I decided that I ought to take a shower to at least get rid of the sex stench that hung about me. Slowly I soaped my body thinking about him, the man from the gym, imagining what it would feel like to have him on top of me sliding his raw cock inside of my hole. My hands slid down my body and my fingers quickly found my hole, sliding inside with no problem. I pressed one, then another, then another into my hole, fucking the cum deeper into my ass, I added another finger. I couldn’t take I any more I needed to get fucked again. I got out of the shower and went back to my room my hole feeling empty. There were a few messages from trolls on BBRT but no one that fit my need. I scrolled through a bunch of profiles and sent messages to a few, rubbing my hole a little as I did so. Then, having exhausted my area, I stated looking for porn, a new kind of porn that I had never allowed myself to watch before. Treasure Island Media, Breed Me Raw, Raw Fuck Club they all fascinated me and I watched every preview I could find. Then I stumbled across breedingzone.com. I quickly read through several stories in the General Bareback Stories, my cock throbbing and my hole twitching as I did. After a handful of general stories I found myself drawn to the stories of a darker nature: Bug Chasing. I had never allowed myself to indulge suck thoughts before but with two massive loads in my hole, my fingers stuffed inside of me and my cock dripping constantly I wasn’t thinking straight. I read stories of guys searching out POZ loads and of guys just coming to realize it was their fate, guys who pursued POZ loads and guys who simply stumbled into a life. I found myself identifying with the men who realized their fate as a cumdump slowly, load by load inching their way towards the inevitable. I was so horny I could hardly think, I needed to get fucked right then. I looked back at BBRT and found several messages waiting for me. Knowing that in that moment it almost didn’t matter I took a cursory glance at profile pics of the tops and selected a young Italian looking guy in the East Village. Looking for now? I asked him. His response was almost immediate, My BF and I are looking for a boy to breed. Both big cocks, both ddf, and can both cum more then once. What’s the address? Was my only reply. After hastily getting dressed I rushed over to their apartment. A half hour later I was knocking on their door. The Italian from the profile opened the door and ushered me inside. His bf was tall and blond with blue eyes, every Aryan looking, in just a jock. The two of them stood grabbing their crotches in silence, and without being told what to do; I pulled my shirt off over my head and dropped to my knees in front of the Italian one. I pulled his cock out of his mesh shorts and swallowed it in one go. They hadn’t been lying, they both had huge cocks, and not only did they cum more then once but they came buckets. Over the next six hours they fucked me individually, they fucked me together, at one point they were both inside my wrecked and dripping hole. They were insatiable, it was as if they would not be content until my own lust for cum was slaked, but I had the sneaking suspicion that only one thing could truly slake my lust. When sometime around one in the morning they at last were spent we all passed out in a messy, sweaty, cumy heap in the bed, limbs all entangled. I woke the next morning to the blond pressing his cock into my still wet and open hole. “One for the road he muttered,” as he started to fuck me. They both dumped two more loads in me before I left, my guts literally flooded with their cum. I had shot my load at least three times the night before and once the last time that the Italian was abusing my hole and yet my lust was still unabated, and I now felt fairly certain of my conviction that only one man could slake this thrust. When I got home I changed for the gym without showering, grabbed my duffle and headed back out the door, wired with adrenalin and unfazed by my decided lack of sleep the night before. It was not my normal work out day, and I had no idea if he was going to be there, but I had to try. I went straight for the locker room; I had no intention of working out that morning. I went to my normal locked, and after stowing my stuff I sat down on the bench and waited. Not a full minute when by before he came around the corner today in a pair of gray running shorts. My heart skipped a beat and my hole twitched, itching to feel him with in it’s velvety walls. Instead of my normal ploy of avoidance I looked straight at him, allowing myself to make eye contact with those perilous green eyes. He smiled a broad, wicked, toothy smile and came over too me, his hand rubbing his crotch lightly. “So,” he said in a rich masculine voice, “You’ve finally come around have. You ready for a real load.” “I… uh… well…” I was unable to speak. “You want my cock, don’t you boy?” “Yes,” I managed to reply. “And you want my load in your hole, don’t you?” I swallowed hard and almost whispered, “Yes.” “What happened to change your mind kid, I guessed you were one of those NEG only Safe-Sex pussies. Let me guess, someone slipped a load into without you knowing you were getting bred and you loved how much it felt that you needed to do it again. You’ve probably been going around the city taking any loads you can get for two weeks now – no, not that long. The desperation in your eyes, and the fact that you reek of cum, I’m going to say two days at most. Maybe that first load was even just yesterday. That doesn’t matter though, what matters is that none of those loads managed to make you feel whole like you need to, you just keep lusting after more. Well I’ve got what you need boy,” he grabbed his now bulging crotch, “so let go to mine, it’s just around the corner and get my cock buried in your sweet hole ASAP.” I simply nodded.

Now hard as a rock, I cleaned the cum up that had already leaked out of my ass, drying out my underpants a little, and, now making a conscious effort to keep my hole clenched, pulled my pants up. I left the coffee shop and pulled out my phone. I had a few messages on both Grindr and Scruff from before meeting the man who had just bred my hole for the first time. I was horny again, my lust had returned three fold, and now I needed to get fucked again. I knew I shouldn’t be considering doing what I was but my mind was not in control of my actions in that moment. With a load already snuck into my hole I found myself desperate for another. I wanted another load fucked into me, and this time I wanted to know it. Some shred of my mind still clung to logic and I knew that I would only meet with a guy who was NEG. I thought of the guy at the gym and my hole twitched, a little drop of cum leaking out. As I continued to walk towards my house I scrolled through Grindr and Scruff with no luck. Just as I turned the corner I remembered an old fuck buddy who had lived on that block, he was super hot just the type I was looking for a burly man in his mid thirties. I had actually stopped seeing him because he wanted to bareback me, and I was so pathologically against it that I had just stopped seeing him even for suggesting it. I suppose I was young and stupid at twenty-one. It didn’t take me long to find him in my contacts and I quickly sent him the first message I had in months: I’m horny as fuck and on your block, wanna fuck my ass? There was only a moments delay in his response: You decided you’re ready for my load didn’t you kid? Yes. I’ll buzz you up when you’re here. I hurried a long the block and found his building from memory. He buzzed me in and almost in a trance I found myself standing in front of his dark wood door with brass number plate. I knocked and he opened the door completely naked, his seven and a half inch cock already hard and thick. He seemed to have put on muscle sense I had last seen him and if anything was hairier then before. My hole twitched and another small drop of cum leaked out. He grabbed me by the shirt and pulled me inside. “Strip,” he said waiting no time. I dropped my gym bag shucked my clothes for the second time in a hour, standing for a moment before him in my cum damp boxer briefs before sliding those off too. “I’ve missed your sweet hole,” he whispered as he drew close. It looked as though he were going to kiss me but as soon as he was close enough he spun me around and bent me over slightly, then he bent down and licked my ass. “You’ve already been bred today,” he said suppressed, “The little condom jock’s turned into the cum pig I knew he was.” “Sort of,” I said sheepishly as he began lapping at my cummy hole. I told him what had happened with the last guy and he laughted. “You got stealthed and now that you’ve felt how good a load can feel in your hole you can wait to get more. Shit you’ll be begging for POZ loads in no time.” I thought of the guy at the gym and my hole flexed a little involuntarily, “I’m neg,” I said, however, “and I want to say that way.” “Don’t worry boy you won’t be getting any charged loads from me,” he answered and stood up again, one hand on my shoulder the other on my hip. I felt the tip of his cock brush against my cum lubed hole and I let out a moan. This was not going to be some long passionate love making, this was going to be a quick and dirty fuck I could tell and it was just what I needed. I pushed my ass back a little trying to grab at his dick with my hole. After another moment of teasing he gave me what I wanted and sank his fat cock into my needy hole. I let out a long low moan as he slid inside of me bottoming out quickly and then pulling back till his head popped out of my hole with a wet slap. He jammed his cock roughly back into me making me yelp and began to destroy my hole with his pounding. Rough and merciless he fucked me, using my hole to milk the cum from his cock, and I loved it. I was like a bitch in heat, the feeling of his raw dick sliding around inside of me with only the cum of my first hook up to lube his cock was driving me insane. I was moaning and gasping like a whore begging him to breed my hole, to fuck me, to wreck my ass and he was obliging. Any one passing by his apartment in the hallway would have heard not only me but the steady slapping of skin hitting skin as he drilled my hole open. He must have been super horny when I got there, or perhaps he was as turned on by his raw cock in my hole as I was because quickly I could feel his pace changing and his breath becoming more ragged as he got close to climax. Bucking hard, he held onto my hips pulling me back towards him, till suddenly he growled and sunk his full length into me and held absolutely still. His cock throbbed inside of me as I loosed it precious seed into my guts. I felt that same warmth flooding me again, and through my cock was hard as a rock I had no interest in touching it, it was that warmth that I was chasing now. After what seemed like a glorious age, he pulled out slowly with a soft squesh as my hole tried to close after his vicious pounding. He smacked me on the ass and said, “Call me when you’re ready for another load kid, now get the fuck out.” I quickly got dressed and grabbed my bag, my cock hard as a rock and my hole leaking cum I was still filled with a lust for cock and cum.

I do that with my bf already.... We go out together to sexclubs where he tries to get loads and on hook up sites we seek other tops to breed him. Luv to fuck and eat a cummy hole! When I'm in whoring him out mode, I don't even look at other bottoms...it's all about finding top guys to load him up...and later when we r back home we curl up together and I hold his sexy body in my arms.... For me that's heaven!

Simple, if you are in the US, go on PrEP, and do what you want, If you are not, its more complicated than that. Go to the PrEP forum for more details if you are unfamiliar. What you have to decide is if what you "want" is more fantasy or reality. A lot of guys see gangbang for and think OMG its so hot, I want it, but them the experience happens, and its actually not at all what they expected. For example taking multiple dicks for an extended period of time can get very painful, and you will be sore the next day. Some like it, some dont. I would NEVER recommend a gangbang for a novice bottom. If you haven't been getting fucked for years its a bad idea. You also have to realize that getting the bug doesn't do anything besides complicate your life. Its a lifetime of pills, doctors appointments, etc, etc. And yes even healthy undetectable guys tend to get sick, and have medical issues more often than Neg guys. So you got to weight it. Also its doesn't mean complete freedom with fucking. unfortunately many poz guys get rejected, and you have to be aware of that. On that subject in many places not telling a sexual partner your status can lead you in jail. Lastly if you are nervous at all about it, DONT DO IT! You can't go back once you get infected. Some things can be left a fantasy and still be fun.

YES. It is. But the pain will be there until you are mentally ready for it not to be. The pain is caused by resistance. When you give in and let your self be fucked, I mean really go with it, the pain goes away and the pleasure begins. So go with it. Let it have you. You know you want it.

I rarely feel the guy cumming inside. On some occasions if a guy has a big load and saved up for a few days I'll feel that big spurt which does feel good. Either way the best part about bareback is really the enjoyment the top gets out of it. For me it definitely feels better as well because the plastic of a condom blocks so much. But I know tops who barebacking me are loving it ten times more. From my experience having a guy bareback me they just love being inside me. Edging on my hole, spitting on my hole and fucking in my hole. That's what I love. A guy who just enjoys being inside me and I can see it by the smile on his face. The icing on the cake is when the guy is getting close and then starts cumming. I love feeling the thighs and his pelvis pushing into my ass as deep and he can go. Most tops I've been with just collapse on me after cunning and don't mind. A lot of them can even go a second round because the reality of the situation hits them. A piece of then is inside me. I'm carrying their cum and their DNA that tends to turn a lot of guys on.

Good example. I'll go one better. I give my dog meds to prevent fleas for pete's sake. Bet you do too. Why is everyone so god damn up tight about the idea of taking a pill to prevent a fucking potentially fatal infection! It's 2014 people! Treatment as Prevention is the way of the future. Get on board. You want fleas?

Once you become undetectable things will start to settle down. Doctor visits thin out, blood work twice a year and a yearly visit is all it takes some people. Although you have to keep an eye out for unexpected health issues. Once you stop blaming yourself your attitude will improve. Blame doesn't help and could be what is leading to the depression. I recommend some sort of exercise, a work out at a gym and you will help your body and mind. You will be able to date and have sex, but you will dred the status discussion. BBRT is an easy way to meet people because most are POZ. I guess what I'm tiring to say is that your life is altered because of your health but your attitude will affect how well you are able to cope and deal with the issues that this disease presents. Best of luck to you, your life isn't over it's just a little more complicated than it was before.

The first time I got fucked, we went to his van in the bookstore parking lot. He tried doggie but I couldn't take it. I sat on his cock and started riding it. I shot all over his t shirt, which caused him to shoot up my hole. Then he wondered how he was going to explain the shirt to his wife.

yes, I can, but it needs to be a larger cock and I need to be fucked hard

It's happened to me with a few guys, but they were all well above average thickness. It's also more likely to happen to me if I'm riding the guy or if I'm flat on my stomach. Thsoe are the positions where I'm the most sensitive.

What had I gotten myself into? At that moment I did not really care. Jeff was a sick looking guy but in a way I found him hot. Jeff’s cock was in my mouth and he was sliding it in and out of my mouth and down my throat. I think I lost my gag reflex. Jeff was telling me that I swallowed his cock like a pro. As he kept me busy I never even noticed that Bull left the room. Jeff unlocked the handcuffs that had been on my arm and flipped me onto my stomach. Jeff told me he was ready to use my hole and make it his. I asked him what he meant and he just laughed. Look at me he said, do you know what this tattoo means? He pointed to a symbol that was tattooed right above his cock. I had seen it before when I went to the hospital for stitches and in my doctor’s office but did not know what it meant. I shook my head no and he laughed a little more and leaned in to me. He whispered that is a bio hazard symbol it means that I am toxic, that I have HIV and with my viral load I have full blown aids. Bull has been a friend of mine for years and although we have never played around he has always liked finding me new bois to pass my toxic babies onto. Bull had wanted to fuck you for a while now and new he could once he caught you checking him out on the car ride. Bull always makes sure the bottoms holes are good and torn up and then I take over and from what I see yours is ready for me. Do you see this tattoo? This if you look closer is not just a vine, it is a list of names all bois and men who have my seed planted inside of them and who now carry my babies. By the time I am done with you, you too will be carrying my seed and will spread it to others with that cunt of yours. You took his cock like a champ and I know you will take mine to. Jeff moved so that his cock was at my hole. One thrust and he was in. My ass was wet and Jeff mentioned how sloppy it was. That I was full with bull’s seed and soon I would have his in me as well. Please don’t cum in me I cried but I also realized that I had a huge boner. Did I really want him to use me? I should have been scared and yet I wanted this man to use me and make me into a slut, but again what was I doing. Jeff pulled back out of my hole and a load of cum came out with his cock. Boy bull really must have liked your hole because that is a lot of cum in there. He started fingering my hole again and then he plunged into me in one push. I felt his balls hitting my ass. He fucked me for only a few minutes and then shot his load into me. Damm boi usually I last a lot longer but your hole was hot on my cock. I felt him finally slip out of my ass. He put a butt plug in my ass. I was told it was to help his cum absorb into me. With that Jeff went out of the room and I fell asleep. More to cum. Thanks for all the comments

This needs serious consideration, but if you are going to take a poz load, it might as well be from a great guy or at least a great cock.