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Well, I finally bred a hole. Some background: I was a late bloomer - lost my virginity when I was 22 (I'm 26 now) and I've slowly been exploring my sexuality ever since. Started getting into gear and leather and toys after a while, and inevitably, wanted to play bareback. Two days ago I received a message from a 22 year old twink I regularly see asking that I fuck him. Knowing he really likes getting his ass stretched, I got my gear ready, put some BB porn on the TV, got into my leather jock and invited him over. When he arrived I made him strip down, pushed him onto the bed and started eating his ass. As I was eating him out, all my dominant sexual aggression and desire possessed me, and I threw caution to the wind and decided I would not only fuck him, I was going to get my raw cock inside this pussyboi. In between rimming him, I fingering his hole, getting him nice and wet. Then I moved up and put my raw cockhead onto his hole. Before I could enter his hole, however, he asked that I wear a condom (and, in all honesty, at this stage in the game I almost always have a condom on already), but I decided to carry on fingering him. Two fingers became three and eventually he was moaning for me to stretch his boihole even more, working my way to three fingers from each hand inside him. I was getting very aggressive and verbal, started calling him a pussyboi, told him his only purpose is for a top to enjoy. He was clearly excited my aggressive behavior, so I continued saying "You're nothing but a cumdump. You want to take load after load in your pussy and enjoy it." Although he is only four years younger, I told him to address me as 'Sir' and then I added "You're going to take my cock raw and beg me for cum inside your ass." The dirty talk did the trick, because he got on all fours and pushed his ass open for me. I put my now wet and throbbing cock on his hole. He said 'i've never done this before" which I took to allude to the fact that he had never before been fucked bareback. I just shoved my raw cock inside him. It was incredible (and truth be told, I'm hard even now thinking about how it felt). I made him my bitch and shot my sticky load deep inside him. I must have shot buckets 'cause after I pulled out, my load flowed out of his ass. He didn't stay long afterwards but simply said "I gotta go" and left. Today, however, I received a message from him saying "My boihole is hungry," so we're meeting up again so I can fuck him senseless.

I feld horny this weekend.my wife away so i drive to Amsterdam.frijday evening i took a preap to clean my self compleetly out.after 6 hours i am totaly empty,going to bed and reaming about tomorrow.finaly its saterday and up to amsterdam(drive off 200 km.)First stop was the cucoo's nest.changing in chaps and a black Tshirt with the tekst BAREBOTTUM.down to the basement where the gloryholes are.finely got my favorit one with holes on both side.wen i bend over to see treu one i feel a hand on my butt.within a second i feel a tong on my hole followd by a nice smal dick(15 cm).I feel if its bare and it is.slowly i put my ass back to the board and he strats fucking like there is no tomorrow.within 1 minuts i feel my ass get wet and warm.i turn around bicause i love to clean the last drups inmy mouth and thank him.after waiting 15 min. with the door open a guy coms in and ask if he can come in ! i say sure you may come in me,he smiles and close the door.after feling up and kissing his cock begone to grow.i go to my knies and open his pants en out fals a dick(o my god)i think its 25cm and can't get my hand around is.after a littel sucking he puls me up and turn around bending over to the other gloryhole.he tels me his friend is on the other side and want to get suckt.when i see the dick comming true i got scared.i ask the guy with me how big is he,the guy say he is 25x5 and his friend 30x7.i take a fue hits off popers and in seconds i am flying.then without waiting he puss me over to suck his friend and start putting glu with his fingers up my hole.i take the top off the friends dick in my mouth and slowly feel it going true my throuth.when its 10 cm inside i feel the guy pussing his tip off the cuck true my ass ring.when it slips in he puss me on his friends dick and in 3 pusses i have both dicks ball deep in me(scared they kill me)but the man in the cabin with me puls me off the other guy to take breath.then puss forward again.after wat feels like an hour the man in my ass shoot like a cannon.when he puls out i feel the cum running douwn my legs.he turn me around and puss my ass on his friends monster.it feels like a basebal bat is going in me.he put my mouth over his dick to clean up and in a second i feel the other guy blowing his load and a nother time it is like a fire hose. next part later

Will definitely hit up Midtowne when I'm in Dallas next month.

Wow, I'd never considered asking or the bottom not expecting to be bred. If a dude lets me stick my bare dick in him I intend to unload in his guts, not negotiable.

"Let me slip it in, just a little. You've got such a cute ass, I need to feel your hole grab the head of my dick. Don't worry, I won't fuck you, I won't cum in you, just let me slip the head of my dick in a little." That's what Tom said right before he fucked me for the first time and filled my HIV negative guts full of his virus laden semen. He'd moved across the hall from me a few months before and I'd introduced myself and asked him over for a beer. He accepted and promised to reciprocate when he was settled. It was obvious he was gay, a big, butch black man given to wearing leather with tight white tshirts and equally tight, carefully worn 501s. I'd never been interested in men in the slightest, but I found myself attracted to him. He was ruggedly handsome, very fit and moved like an athlete. I couldn't help but notice the very large bulge in his crotch. Was it true what they said about black men? One night a week or so after he moved in I came in late and drunk from the bars and took a while unlocking my door. I could hear what was clearly the sound of Tom having sex through his door. His deep voice was growling urgently, another male voice whined and begged. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but hearing them made my dick hard. My bedroom was next to Tom's so I opened the window and collapsed on the bed, pants down, my hand slowly stroking my cock. I could hear better and made out occasional words and phrases, like 'fuck me' and 'breed you' and something that might have been 'knock', something or other. I listened intently, stroking my dick, imagining Tom was fucking me, and also wondering what would it be like to have sex with a man. With Tom? I shot my load as I heard Tom bellow, obviously cumming in the guy he was fucking. I licked up my load, wishing it was Tom's cum I was eating. The next morning I remembered what I'd done and tried to feel disgusted at being aroused by a man. Why did my dick stiffen when I thought of Tom's cock filling a man's ass with cum, filling my ass with cum? In any event, a couple of days later I answered a knock on my door and found Tom standing there. He was wearing a wife beater and cutoff 501s. His nipples had large rings in them and the bulge in the shorts was very large. My dick started to swell. "Come over for a beer, a new batch of homebrew is ready." I followed him in to his place and took a beer, he waved to the living room with the invitation "Have a seat." I did my best to sit so my excitement was not obvious, but Tom noticed. We made small talk and the beer went fast, it was good. He stood up and smiled at me, then slipped off his shirt, saying "It's hot in here. Do you mind?" I shook my head dumbly as he dropped his shorts and stepped out of them, then went to the kitchen saying "Time for more beer. Strip if you like, Mike. It's too hot for clothing." As he walked into the kitchen I couldn't help looking at his body, thinking to myself that he looked good. My dick stirred: I was more than a little aroused. I never been at all interested in men, but...he looked good. Tom came back with two bottles and towel. I looked at him and couldn't help staring at his cock. He was huge, completely flaccid he was longer and thicker than me hard, it swung back and forth heavily as he walked. His balls were equally large and hung low. There was a tattoo of the universal symbol for biohazard on his abdomen just to left of his cock. My dick stirred more, I was getting an erection. I blushed, Tom couldn't help notice it through my thin shorts. He looked at my crotch and smiled suggesting "Lose the shorts, Mike. You'll be more comfortable." I was startled to realize it was command, not a suggestion. My dick was fully erect. I slipped off the shorts. Tom smiled broadly as he saw my hard dick, which was oozing precum. I looked at his cock: it was stirring, growing. Thinking this encounter was going in a direction that made me uneasy, I considered leaving, but I didn't want to leave. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do, but I was more excited than I had been in a long time. Tom smiled sat me and moved in his chair, I saw his cock stirring, thickening, the pink head just peeking through the foreskin was wet with precum. I couldn't help it, my mouth watered and I licked my lips. Tom beckoned to me, pointing at his cock, commanding "Come over here, Mike. I know you want to." I went and sat beside him, mesmerized by his rapidly growing dick, wondering what would it be like to touch it. As if he read my mind, Tom said "You can touch it if you like, Mike, it won't bite. Go ahead. I can see you want to." The truth was, I did want to touch his cock. It was fascinating. Only partially erect, his long thick, very dark black cock was much was larger than my hard cock. His foreskin hung long over the tip, precum oozed out. My mouth watered as I wondered what would it be like to suck it. Tom reached down and took my dick in his hand, stroking slowly. I moaned and almost shot my load. He laughed softly. He was seducing me. He twirled his finger around the head, smearing precum over it, and then removed his hand. My cock was hard and throbbing. Tom's hand had felt so good stroking it, and I had come very close to shooting my load, but he had stopped and in so doing, had frustrated me. I wished he hadn't. I wanted him to make me cum. I would return the favor: I wouldn't stop. I reached down and took his dick in my hand, marveling at my first feel of another man's penis. I felt him stiffen and stir in my hand, growing. The pink head peeked through the foreskin more, precum flowing. I stroked the head and loved the slippery feel of precum. Tom slipped his fingers in my mouth, I licked and tasted my precum. I wanted to taste his, I wanted him to cum in my mouth. I slid my hand up his hardening shaft, then down, pulling the foreskin back from the head. The head of Tom's cock was large, pink, wet. My mouth watered. I lowered my head for a better look. Tom sighed and whispered to me "Go ahead, Mike, you know you want to, you know you will. Suck my cock. Mike, suck me and make me cum in your mouth. Suck me off." My heart pounded as I looked as the fully erect cock. He was fully erect, had to be almost ten inches long, I hadn't known real cocks got that big, and he was thick. Tom took my head in his hands and pushed my mouth down to his cock, rubbing the head on my lips. My heart threatened to burst out of my chest as Tom whispered "Suck it, Mike, suck my dick!" I opened my mouth and he pushed in, sliding past my lips, rubbing the roof of my mouth, butting the back of my mouth. Tom grunted and pushed harder, the head of his cock slid down my throat. I couldn't believe I had a dick in my mouth. I loved it. He stopped with almost five inches of thick, hard cock in my throat. I was very surprised there was no gag reflex, Tom told me later that if a cock is long enough to put at least a couple of inches in the throat, it bypassed the reflex. "That's good, bitch, that's good. I knew you were a queer when I first laid eyes on you, knew I was going to fuck your pretty mouth and make you my bitch. Take it, white boy. Suck my black dick, white boy!" Tom fucked his cock in and out of my throat, using me like a fuck toy. I loved it, loved a larger, older black man using me, making me his bitch. Was he going to want to fuck my ass? I wouldn't do that, it was too risky. I wanted to. My dick exploded, squirting cum all over Toms' leg. He moaned and pulled his dick out of my throat and rubbed the head on the roof of my mouth. I felt spurt after spurt of creamy, tangy, sour semen jet out, filling my mouth and leaking out my lips. I gulped eagerly, loving that a black man had fucked my mouth and was cumming in me. I wanted him to cum in my ass. I sucked and swallowed, moaning, nursing all the cum out of his cock I could get. Tom fondled the back of my head while I sucked him and sighed "That was very good, Mike. You're a good cocksucker. I'm going to teach you the ways of man on man sex, I'll show you a world you never really knew existed, you'll love it. "Don't worry about being queer, lots of men like women and have sex with men. You will too." Tom shooed me away after a few minutes, saying he had a trick coming, that we'd do this again. That excited me, I knew I was his trick now, I hoped he wanted me soon. I was a cocksucker now and I loved it. Tom had me suck him off several times a week, sometimes there would be other guys there and Tom would tell me to service them. I did so gladly, eager to feel men cum in my mouth. One night after sucking Tom off I thought about the biohazard tattoo, I knew it meant something, but I couldn't remember what. I googled it and gaped at the results. Tom was HIV positive! I had been swallowing poz cum for weeks and he hadn't told me. It didn't take much research to find out it was almost impossible to get infected by sucking poz dick, even if the bottom swallowed cum. I also found that if Tom was on meds and his viral load was undetectable he couldn't infect anyone. I was pissed that Tom hadn't told me he was poz before he had sex with me. Then I became aware of something else: I was seriously aroused knowing I'd had a poz cock and cum in my mouth. I looked at pics of guys with the tattoos and stroked my dick imagining they were fucking me, that I was getting poz cocks and poz cum in my ass. Then I found breedingzone.com. I was amazed to find men that eagerly sought out HIV infection and others who looked for men to infect. It was obviously sick, but my dick was rigid and throbbing as I looked at the site. I especially liked the section for bugchasing 'fiction', especially stories where a neg bottom got infected, intentionally or other wise. I read several stories about poz tops 'stealth pozzing' neg bottoms, intentionally infecting unsuspecting bottoms. Is that what Tom was doing with me, grooming me as his bitch to take his infection? I wondered if he was on meds and what his viral load was. If it was undetectable he couldn't infect me, but if his VL was high....? I stroked my dick as I looked at a hot pic of a black top with a biohazard tattoo fucking a white man, bareback of course, and wished it was me. I wanted Tom to fill my neg ass with his poz cum, I wanted him to poz me. My dick exploded as I said to myself, 'poz me, knock me up, infect me with HIV!' Did I really want Tom to infect me? I decided not to say anything to Tom about him being poz, I would take whatever he wanted to give me. A week later I was hanging out at Tom's, we were drinking beer, both of us were naked and I had an idea that things were going to go further. I'd sucked him off when I first came over, he'd jerked me off and fed me my cum. I was idly playing with his cock, I loved the feel of it and hoped he'd let me blow him again. He was hard and oozing slightly, I lowered my head and opened my mouth. But Tom had another idea. He rolled me over on my side and snuggled up to me, pressing his body against mine. His cock moved slightly in the crack of my ass, I knew what was coming and moaned as the head of his dick nuzzled my ass and smeared precum on my hole. Now that the time was here I was scared. I wanted him to fuck me, but I didn't want to get infected. He pushed in slightly, I pushed back, shook myself and pulled away. "Don't fuck me raw, use a condom, please!" "Don't use rubbers. Don't worry, it'll be okay. Just let me slip in a little, I want to feel your tight hole around the head of my cock, just a little." "No, please, no, you'll fuck me and cum in me. I don't want to get infected." "I know you want it, you'll love my big nigger dick in you, you'll beg for it. "You're my bitch, Mike, just let me slip it in a little, you'll love it, you'll beg for all of it." I moaned and squirmed, pushing my hole into his cock, I wanted him to fuck me, but I was afraid. Getting his poz cum in my mouth was one thing, in my ass was too risky. I didn't know if he was on meds or not. "Just a little, I won't cum in you." He pushed in a couple of inches and pulled out, then in again, deeper. I moaned helplessly, needing to get fucked. It felt better than I could have imagined. Tom stroked in and out deeper and deeper, until the head of his dick pushed against my first internal sphincter. I whimpered, it felt so good, why didn't he just fuck me, just take me and fuck me? "Please, please fuck me, fuck me, cum in me, breed me, knock me up, please knock me up!" That was the first time I'd admitted to myself I wanted poz cum in me. I'd been having fantasies of getting pozzed since I'd found the bugchasing underground. He chuckled and started stroking in and out slowly, fucking me deeper and deeper, he hit the sphincter, paused and pushed slowly, I whined as ten inches of black dick went where nothing but shit had ever been before. Tom was going to fuck me, I was going to get semen from an HIV positive man in my ass, I was going to get HIV virus in my ass! If he was undetectable, it would be okay. It was hot thinking there was a chance he was infecting me. I wanted it. That woke me up, an HIV positive cock was fucking me and was about to cum in my ass! I didn't want to get infected, getting fucked felt good, but wasn't worth infection. I struggled and tried to get away. Tom growled in my ear and stroked his cock deep into me. It felt like the head of his cock was about to enter my throat, from the bottom. "Too late, bitch! Too late, you're getting what you want, Here it comes, bitch, cumming in your ass, breeding you, bitch, knocking you up, bitch, take my bug, yeah, fuck, bitch, take my fucking bug, gonna infect you good, infecting you good!" I felt his cock swell and pulse and a warm feeling filled my guts and jet after jet of virus laden semen erupted from his cock and filled me. Tom moaned and moved in me, fucking virus deeper and deeper in me. My dick erupted, pushed over the cliff by knowing I getting virus in my ass, that I could get infected. Tom had to have ripped me open a little when he fucked me with that huge cock and that HIV virus could already be in my blood. Had Tom had just infected me with HIV? He kissed me on the neck as he slowly pulled his softening dick out of me. I whimpered at the empty feeling, getting fucked had felt so good. "Don't worry about getting infected, Mike, it's only a matter of time before a pussyboy like you gets the bug, it might as well be now. I'm going to keep fucking my virus into you until I do infect you. When you're poz you'll be free, you'll thank me." I was Tom's bitch, I would do anything he told me to do.

I had never been in with the 'cool' kids. At 5' 8", and always on the skinny side, I was to small for the football team and, if I had to be honest, I didn't find much that I had in common with the other kids at school. It didn't help that as I hit puberty the transformation of my body was less dramatic than I had expected, and for an 18 year old guy, I was left looking somewhat effeminate. I don't know if this was the reason, or it was a combination of reasons, but tonight when I arrived at a party of a school friend, things went downhill fast. The jock kids noticed my arrival and immediately the sniggers and comments began. "Hey Jordan! Why don't you bring those pretty lips over here and learn how to please a real man" yelled Craig, one of the stars of the basketball team. I turned bright red and tried to walk away, but Craig wouldn't let-up, and yelled "Hey, where do you think you're going? I've got a three day load with your name on it pussy boy. Mouth or ass, I don't care. After all you’re just a fucking faggot hole for me to dump a load in." All his friends laughed as I ran from the room. When I got outside I paused to catch my breath. As I felt the hot tears running down my cheeks, I wiped them away, and also decided to go home - I didn't want to be in the same room with those fucks again. I started the long walk back to my place as I had been given a lift by my sister and she wasn't due back for hours, so it made sense to walk back and clear my head. I was about a mile down the road before I realised just how quiet it was. I checked my watch and it was a little after midnight. As I walked along the road absorbed in my thoughts, I heard a car approaching, and, as it neared, I sensed it was slowing down, and sure enough, a pickup pulled up along side me and the driver called-out "Hey kid, what you doing walking by yourself on the road at this time of night?" As I squinted into the cab I saw an older guy, probably mid 40's with steel blue eyes and dark brown crew cut. He looked built, and I could see from the light in the cab that he had massive arms and a thick muscled chest. "I'm heading home from a party that didn't end as well as I had hoped" I replied. "Get in kid. I'll give you a lift. It ain't safe to be walking around at this hour." I looked at him hard for a second, judging whether I should get into a car with a stranger before accepting his offer. "Thanks, Mr…." I started. "Matt" he cut in. "Oh, hey, thanks Matt, I'm Jordan" I replied. "Get in kid, I don't wanna be out all night" I walked round the cab and jumped in. As we headed off down the road I gave him my address, to which he grunted an acknowledgement. I stared out the window, as he didn't seem particularly talkative. As I looked out I saw his reflection in the glass, I found myself admiring his features. He looked so muscled and strong, I found myself imagining him without his shirt on, and within seconds I was starting to get hard. I had been looking at his reflection so long that by the time I glanced out the window I realised I had no idea where we were, all the houses had been replaced by tree flashing past the window. "Where are we? Did you miss my turn off?" I asked. "We aren't going to your house boy" he replied, "we're going to my place. I saw the way you were looking at me, you and me are gonna have some fun." Fear flashed through me and I started to protest, "Look mister I don't know what you're talking about but I need to go home, just let me out here and I will find my own way back." Just as I spoke we turned off the main road and into a driveway, as the pickup drove down the long drive I saw an old house come into view. It looked like an old farm cottage and from best I could tell we were miles from anything. "Listen here, boy. You're coming inside with me. I saw the way you were looking and I know you want a piece of my cock." With that Matt jumped out the cab, walked around to my door and opened it, roughly grabbed my arm, and yanked me from the pickup and towards the house. I tried to break away from him but he had a tight grip on my arm and I was tiny in comparison to his muscled body. Holding me in front of himself, he pushed me down the walk and through the front door. Once inside, he pinned me up against the wall, and finally I could appreciate how much bigger than I was Matt. He stood about 6' 4", and he looked like he was made of 230 pounds of solid muscle. As I looked up at him with frightened eyes, he dropped his hand onto my shoulder and pushed me onto my knees. "Please, let me go! I don't know what you're doing but I just want to go home" I pleaded. "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" he barked at me. "Tonight you're gonna find out what a sissy faggot like you is made for. Open up my jeans and get my cock out, bitch." I hesitated not knowing what I should do, but apparently I hesitated too long because *SLAP* - my face stung as he hit me. "I won't tell you again, boy. Open up my jeans and get your mouth on my cock!" he ordered. Terrified of being hit again, or worse, I started to undo the buttons on his jeans. As I undid each button a pair of white briefs came into view. When I had them all undone I was faced with a wall of muscled thighs and between them an enormous engorged cock, barely contained beneath the thin white material. I watched in fascination as a small wet patch appeared at his cock head, turning the white material clear with precum. "Don't just sit there drooling boy, get that fucker out and in your mouth" he demanded. This being my first time on my knees, I gingerly peeled his briefs down, and taking his thick cock in my hand, I started to slowly suck on the head of his cock. I couldn't believe that I was actually kneeling between the legs of such a hot daddy, and with his enormous tool in my mouth. "What the fuck are you doing boy? Don't pussy about with it, suck that cock!" he roared as he grabbed the back of my head and forced me down on his eight-inch meaty cock. I gasped for air as he forced it deeper down my throat. I could feel the massive head slide down my neck and triggering my gag reflex. He heard me start to gag and barked "Harden the fuck up faggot! You're going to be doing this plenty more, so you better learn how to take it. If you puke on my cock I'll crush your pathetic little balls." I swallowed hard as I tried to stop from puking and with a lot of effort I was able to settle into a rhythm of him plowing my throat all the way down till my nose was buried in his pubes. He fucked my face for about five minutes, then suddenly he stopped and pulled out. I was so thankful. Finally I could breath properly. As I gasped on the ground it occurred to me what I must look like: my face wet with spit and precum smeared all over it, my lips red and raw from the vicious face fucking I had taken - just like a dirty cocksucker. "Time for your next lesson on how to please a real man, faggot" he barked at me, grabbing me by the waist and throwing me over his massive shoulders. He carried me into a room which, from the large wooden-framed bed in the centre of the room, I judged to be the master bedroom. He threw me down on the mattress and as I tried to comprehend what had just happened, I felt him snap a handcuff onto each of my wrists, attaching the other end to the head board. "So faggot, you like to get fucked?" he asked. "Please! No! I have never been fucked; I have never been with anyone before! Just let me go, we can forget about all this" I pleaded. "A virgin pussyboy. Well I'll be damned. This IS gonna be fun" he replied, ignoring my pleas. "How old are you boy?" he asked. "I was 18 two weeks ago, sir" I replied, hoping my age might sway him to release me. "Damn, boy. Eighteen? I'm gonna wreck you so bad no one is ever gonna believe you are 18 ever again" he laughed at me. I watched as he grabbed a knife from his side table and quickly cut off my tshirt and shorts, leaving me naked and bound on the bed. Then he stood back and admired his work, watching me squirm uncomfortably on the bed. Approaching me, he roughly grabbed both my legs and yanked them up, exposing my tight boy ass, a sharp gasp signifying his approval as he admired my virgin hole, only, to my utter surprise, to lean over to explore my hole with his tongue. I squirmed with pleasure as his stubble rubbed against my ass, and his probing tongue made me buck and writhe on the bed. I let out a loud gasp, which, when he heard, lead him to snicker "You like that don't ya faggot? I tell you there is nothing as sweet in this world as 18 year old virgin boy pussy." I could only grunt in response. He ate my hole for about ten minutes, slowly opening me up wider and wider. Then, as quickly as he had started eating me out, he dropped my legs back to the bed. I remember gazing up at his muscled frame, still reeling from the feelings he had brought to my ass. "Ok boy, time for the main event." It suddenly dawned on me what was coming next. "Please sir, can't I just suck you?" I tried one last time to reason with him. He laughed in response, "Hell no boy. I've got a four day load in these balls that's gonna be the first load of man juice to get pumped into that perfect little cunt."\ I looked up at him terrified; he was fisting his cock through the front of his jeans. I watched him reach over and grab the lube, slick up his cock and position it at my virgin hole. "WAIT! Please if you're going to fuck me, at least wear a condom!" I pleaded. "You ain't good enough for a condom, fag. You're just a hole for me to plant my babies in" he replied. And with that, I watched him line-up his massive cock with my tiny pink hole and push his engorged head against it. He pushed hard and my puffy cunt lips finally surrendered and I had his fat cock head inside my ass. Terrified by this man barebacking me I tried to struggle against the handcuffs but it was no use. He had my thighs held tight and he used them to slowly pull me backwards onto his cock. As I looked down the length of my body, my eyes wide open with shock, I could see inch after inch disappear into my hole, and, in under thirty seconds his entire eight inch cock had been eaten by my hungry hole. "Damn, you're tight fag, but that hole just ate my whole dick. You sure this is your first time?" he sneered down at me. He flexed his dick and I cried out. "ANSWER ME BOY WHEN I ASK YOU A QUESTION!" he shouted. "Yes sir, it is my first time" I whimpered. "Then I guess this cunt was just made for my fat cock to plow then, wasn't it?" I didn't reply and so received another slap across the face. "WHAT DID I JUST SAY, BOY?" he roared. "Yes sir. My cunt was made for your fat cock to plow" I sobbed. And on hearing my reply, he started to slide his massive cock in and out of my no-longer-virgin hole. Each punch of his cock deep in my guts made me moan with a mix of pleasure and pain. His bulbous cock head felt like it was raking my insides over and over, stretching my ass lips every time he pulled all the way out, only to pile drive his cock back in a few seconds later. He looked down at his cock disappearing into my hole and smirked, "Well, I guess that answers that question" he said as I watch him slide down to my ass and touch it. "You're all torn up faggot, bleeding all over my cock." I didn't know what he meant and instead of slowing down or stopping this revelation only seemed to make him fuck me harder. He leaned down close to me, his face inches from mine and his massive muscled body completely covering my own lithe figure. I watched as sweat dripped off his face and onto me as he rutted wildly in my now destroyed boy pussy. I watched his eyes change and his face went red as his cock slammed harder into my hole. I'm gonna breed you boy, I'm gonna fill you up with a big toxic daddy load. You're gonna have my babies in you, my toxic babies, and then no one is gonna want you faggot ass pussy ever again." I stared at him blankly trying to work out what he meant. Seconds later he froze and I felt his engorged cock head expand in my ruined cunt, and I could feel the jets of thick white hot cum travel up his long shaft and pump into my guts. "TAKE MY FUCKING POZ LOAD, YOU FILTHY FUCKING WHORE!" he yelled. Suddenly it made sense, the terror overwhelmed me as I realised that right at this moment his fat cock was blasting a massive load of poz cum deep into my destroyed ass. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" I screamed, but it was too late. Even as I went to try and kick him away, he was already pulling his massive cock from my gaping hole. The deed was done. "Not a bad fuck, boy" he said as he re-snapped the buttons on his jeans. "Why did you do it?" I choked out as the tears came. "Someone was gonna poz your stupid cunt sooner or later boy, and I always get what I want" he replied. I tried to roll over and cry into the mattress, I was still sobbing when a minute later I felt him shove a large object in my gaping hole. "A butt plug boy, to make sure my boys don't leak out of that slutty hole" he said. I cried harder into the mattress. "At least until our other guests arrive tonight…" he trailed off.

I hooked up at STEAMWORKS with a scruffy bottom who had a sweet, tight ass and who was hungry for fuck seed. He left the door open when he came in my room, so I knew he din't mind being watched while being fucked, which is a turn on for me. Then he suggested I take him to the fuck bench and fuck him in front of other guys. What a fucking turn on. He sucked cock while I bred him. It was hot to have guys come up and feel my balls and bare cock. Anybody else hooked on giving a bareback sex show?

The Cab Driver Takes His Fare in Trade The heat in the old, beat up taxicab hit me like a hammer, as did the smell of smoke, sweat, and man funk. The back seat sunk a bit as I climbed in and the front seat was pushed so far back I had to struggle to get my feet in. The cab was filthy. The front seat was covered with a ton of papers and there was trash on the floor in back. Damn! It was 4:30 a.m., and I had been waiting for a taxi for almost 40 minutes and was already pissed off as I was having to head home after a weekend full of bare dick and lots of cum. I was also a little wet as the weather had turned cold, and there was a light mist coming down. It had been a while since I had seen Derrick the first time as told in the story “Fun at the seedy motel.” (https://breeding.zone/threads/12672-Fun-at-the-Seedy-Motel?highlight=seedy+motel) Derrick was back in town and staying at the same seedy motel off New York Ave. and he had just spent the weekend sharing my ass with several other big raw dicks. That’s a story for later, for now, as the driver put the cab in gear and headed out of the parking lot, I could only regret that I had to leave and get back home to get ready for work. As the street lights showed through the car windows, and the cum in my ass continued to work itself in, my thoughts were interrupted when the cab driver asked, “Do you mind if I smoke?” “I don’t care, go ahead,” I said. I took a look at the cabbie now. He was about 40, jet black hair, looked like he may be Indian, or Pakistani, nice beard, and a thick accent. Smoke filled the cab as he exhaled and said, “So you been partying tonight? Going home now? You know that motel is a pretty bad place?” I was in no mood for playing 21 questions and rudely replied, “Yeah, I know it’s bad, that’s why I was there. I was there partying and taking as much big raw dick as I could find and now I have to head home, but am still horny as fuck!” The cabbie looked in the rearview mirror at me and did not reply, and I just stared out the window feeling frustrated. I was not really paying attention when the cab stopped at a corner, turned, and then immediately went through a chain linked fence gate into a large parking lot. I sat up, wondering where we were and said, “Hey man, is this a short cut or something?” The cabbie did not answer as we drove past a bunch of commuter buses, a line of taxicabs and some other vehicles. He turned left and stopped at the end of a row of buses and turned the cab off. The cabbie opened his door, got out, shut his door, then opened the driver’s side back seat door and climbed in back with me. The cabbie immediately unzipped his pants, pulled them down his hips a little bit and said, “Come on, suck me.” Awesome! I was so dick hungry and wasted no time as I gobbled his dick up and started sucking him good. His dick was nice and meaty, long foreskin, and really hairy with hair coming half way up the shaft. I had to keep stopping and pulling hair out of my teeth and finally said fuck it, and just focused on sucking him. The cabbie leaned back, placed his right hand on the back of my head and began bucking his hips to feed me his dick. I was massaging his big hairy balls, which were now pulled up tight and I knew he was getting ready to cum. I wanted his cum in my ass, but any load was better than none, so I opened wide and swallowed his nutt deep. He moaned loudly as I milked his dick, forcing his balls to give me more. When I was satisfied he was done cumming, I started to pull off his dick, but he pushed my head back down and said, “No, get me hard. I can go again.” No problem there, I made myself a little more comfortable and got back to work, enjoying the cabbie’s nice uncut raw dick. By now the windows of the cab were totally fogged up, but I was not concerned at all about being caught. The place seemed quiet and who cared anyways, all I could think about was more dick. In a few minutes he was fully hard again and I focused on working my tongue around his dick head, which seemed really sensitive. As I was flicking my tongue in his piss slit, he pushed my head away, hiked up his pants and said, “Come on.” I crawled out of the back seat of the cab, closed the door, and followed the cabbie around the front of the taxi, to the side of the last bus in the row. He stepped between the bus and chain linked fence, had me step around him, and then he pulled open the bus door, which was already slightly ajar. By the time I got into the bus, the cabbie was already dropping his pants and his big uncut dick was ready and waiting. I started to get on my knees when the cabbie said, “No.” I stopped, not sure what he wanted or meant, but took a chance, dropped my pants, and presented him ass. My white ass shown like the moon in the pale light inside the bus, and I put my hands on the back of the seats on other side of the aisle and bent over as far as I could. “Do you still have cum up there?” the cabbie asked, “Tell me how they fucked you. Tell me how you were bad. Tell me about their cum.” “I have so much cum in my ass,” I told the cabbie, “They fucked me over and over just to lube me up for you. Want to feel their cum? Want to fuck me? Want to shoot your cum up there too?” The cabbie answered by pulling my cheeks apart and rubbing his dick around my wet hole. He reached down and I turned and saw him fishing around in his pants pocket as he pulled out a condom and stood up and began tearing it open. “No man,” I said. “No condom, just fuck me raw, I want to feel you push their cum deeper and then I want yours too, PLEASE – then I will suck you again, I promise, I will lick you clean.” The cabbie hesitated, so I said, “Think how good it will feel to just fuck it. I bet it has been a long time since you felt a nice hot hole milk your dick, hasn’t it. Just try it. Stick it in and if you don’t like then we can stop and you can put that on.” I bent back over, pulled my cheeks apart, and waited as the cabbie thought about what I said. What was he thinking about? His wife? The risk? I didn’t care, I just wanted it bareback and started moving my ass around a bit as my hunger heated up. I reached back, found his still raw dick. He did not stop me. I lined his now very hard dick up with my wet hole. He did not stop me. I slid my hand away and backed up on his raw dick, hearing it plop into my wet ass. He did not stop me. Now I began to work my hole and ride his dick. The cabbie grabbed the seats as I rode his dick bareback. His moaning and groaning told me he would not be stopping so I focused on flexing my hole and giving him some ass to remember. I thought he would last a while since I had swallowed a huge load already, but he didn’t, and soon his breathing and moaning picked up its pace. “Give me your cum, that’s it, that’s it, add your load to my ass, come on, give it to me, give it to me!” The cabbie tensed and without saying a word his dick swelled and he gave me a hot sticky load up my ass, so I flexed my ass and rode him, making his breaths came out in little bursts of air. I pulled my dripping ass off his dick, knelt down, and took his whole dick in my mouth to lick him clean. He was still grabbing the back of the bus seats when I finished and stood up. The cabbie let out a big sigh, and I smiled and said, “See, I told you you would enjoy that.” We climbed out of the bus and got back in the taxi. The cabbie lit up a cigarette and was enjoying the afterglow, but I was still horned up and asked, “Can you fuck again? I want some more man.” He shook his head no, but a minute later put his cigarette out, dialed his phone, and started speaking to someone in a language I did not know. The cabbie hung up, lit another cigarette, and by now I was just getting aggravated and wanted to go home. I started to say something when the cabbie interrupted me, “Do you want some more?” Of course I did, I already told him that, but said, “Yeah man, love being fucked and taking cum and would love some more.” He nodded, lit up another cigarette, and when he was about half way though the inside of the taxi was lit up as a set of headlights started coming towards us down the parking lot aisle. The cabbie looked in his rearview mirror, got out of the cab, and when the other car stopped he walked around to the driver’s side. The other car was a taxi too and as they were talking a third taxi pulled up behind the second one and a guy got out to join my cabbie and the other driver. I was not sure what was going on but soon my cabbie came back, opened the back door and said, “My friends, they want to have fun too, “and then in a lower voice, “They want to cum too, no condom. I told them you would ask them wear one, but they should pretend to, and then when you bend over to do it without. OK?” I smiled wide and said, “FUCK YEAH! I can play that.” I climbed back into the bus, pulled my pants off, and bent over. My ass was nice and wet and was about to get some more raw dick from a couple of horny cab drivers. Guess my weekend was going to end pretty well after all and the cabbie better not charge me a fare when he drops me off at home, although I think I will give him a nice tip.

I really don't want to infect anyone.The first year of being poz was horrible .. getting used to the meds and all. It was about 11 months of constant discomfort and recurring insomnia. I wouldn't wish that on anyone. Now, I've gotten used to it; and I rarely think about my status .. until I wanna hookup. :-/ So, when Dylan answered my CL ad, I made sure to let him know that I was poz. His response wasn't surprising. "Oh sorry man. I don't think I can sleep with a poz guy. Take care." I was a little disappointed, to be honest because his picture was beyond cute - a petite and innocent look about him. His green eyes were hard to get out of my head. But, I moved on. It was nearly a month later when he e-mailed me and said he wanted to meet after all -- and that he "might be open" to doing some stuff if we hit it off. I tried to reduce the stress and offered to meet him with the understanding that we wouldn't do anything at all - just get to know each other. He agreed. I don't like to show up at someone's place empty handed .. even though we agreed to just play X-box and talk. A bottle of wine always seems like a way to ease into getting to know someone. I nearly lost my breath when he opened the door. He was even more attractive in real life. His green eyes lit up as he answered the door. And a slight smile followed. I think he liked what he saw too. We made small talk as we sat in the living room. He went to the local community college; and I talked about my worries about finishing my master's degree. We laughed a lot. And we were about 3/4 way through the bottle of wine, there wasn't a hint of discomfort. We played some X-box; and I could tell he was inching over towards me. An hour later, I was still surprised that things progressed so well. We were in his bed. We made out for what felt like an eternity. I had to advance our activities. The tension was killing me. We explored each other's bodies as much as we could with our clothes on. Almost in sync, we pulled off our shirts and our pants. "Wow . you're hott!" he said, "I mean .. you feel very hott," he clarified. I didn't realize that the head of my cock had popped out the top of my briefs as it usually does when I'm hard. He felt my tip against his smooth stomach; and then he felt down to it. "You feel so big," he said with a hint of trepidation; but Dylan tugged on my shaft with urgency. I helped him get a good grip by slipping off my briefs and he explored all of my 8.5 with his warm hand. His moved his hands to my abs. And I thought he was going to change his mind. He was actually just adjusting his position; and next thing I know, he's trying to wrap his mouth around the top of my cock. "It's so big," he conceded as he attempted to get further down my shaft. I reached down and grabbed at the bulge in his briefs, finally fishing out his skinny boy-like dick. I didn't mind at all. I never was a size-queen - although it was clear that Dylan favored a big one. "I don't usually do this on a first date," he said somewhat sheepishly. But, he immediately went back to trying to inhale my now-throbbing pole. We were both lost in the moment; and for the first time, I forgot about my status while with someone. Moments later, I'm sliding a wet finger in and out of his hole; then it's two fingers. He's still sucking on my like it's the last cock he'll ever have. He wasn't about to let it go. But, all of his wonderful tongue work and wet slurping was too much. Call it instinct, or whatever. But, in just a couple of seconds, I have him readjusted on his back and his legs up in the air moving my rod close to his hole. He seemed to come back to reality for a moment, "I don't know if we should do this." Honestly, I was too horned up think clearly. I just moved my cock against his hole and rest it there for a moment. I felt obliged to ask again, though. Somehow, I knew I needed to ask if I could proceed, even though I was far from rational though. "Do you want it?" I asked. And his vague response was all I needed. "I don't know," he answered as he pushed his body down to put pressure on the head of my dick. I can't believe how quickly everything happened after that. Within seconds, I'm inside him and he's bucking his hips, as if begging me for more. And then I realized that he must have pre-lubed because he was taking it very well. He grunted and moaned. And I didn't ease it in as I might otherwise do. I could tell he could handle it by the initial reception. So, within moments, I am balls-deep inside him thrusting with long strokes. "You like that?" I ask. And inbetween pants, he replied, "umm .. I don't know." His words said one thing to me, but his body was saying something else. "Do you want me to stop?" I tried to clarify, still invading his hole with deep strokes. "Fuck .. I don't know." I gave him an especially forceful jab to test my limits. "Fuck!" was his only reply verbally. His non-verbal reply was his fingers digging into my back and pulling me in tighter. I was on the brink of exploding and thought I should give him one last chance to stop, "I'm about to cum. Should I stop?" "I don't know .." he replied .. as he continued to pant and grunt with each thrust. "If I don't pull out, I'm going to cum soon. Do you want me to pull out?" I asked one more time. "I don't know ... " was his reply once again. I could see his body wriggling with ecstasy. He seemed close. As I watched him writhing with pleasure, I found myself losing control. "Well I know!" I found myself shouting back at him. I can't believe I did this .. but I was out of control. I jack-hammered his hole as fast and deep as I could for a few seconds and then found myself unloading deep inside him. He came just a fraction of a second after I felt my last spurt deposit inside him. His jizz was a messy fountain going in almost every direction as he jerked his skinny rod forcefully. Slowly, we both came to our senses. I realized what I did. And I was waiting for him to yell at me or kick me out. We layed there in silence for a a couple of minutes, catching our breath. "That was incredible," he whispered. And suddenly, I felt no more guilt.

The following is based on true events, however some changes have been made to heighten the story. I cannot disclose what is truth and what is fiction. It was a Sunday morning and I was on BBRT chatting to various guys, when a guy I know in Newcastle asked what I was up to. We switched to MSN to save messages, and he told me how he had arranged one of his group parties for that evening. I had often heard the exploits of his parties in which all tops are generally poz, and all the bottoms are generally neg except where he has to make up numbers. This Sunday he'd arranged for a group of neg bottoms to come for an all bareback group session, but two of the bottoms had dropped out meaning there would be nine tops and two bottoms. Given the disparity in numbers, he thought I might want to attend to help make up the numbers, especially given I'm neg, the tops would be pleased. I couldn't really afford to travel so he offered to pay, and I agreed as long as he could get me to the train station for the first train back so that I could get to work. I asked about the other bottoms, and they were both safe sex bottoms, and there was a potential third (who ended up coming). The organiser had met these guys and had condom-only sex with them a number of times, and floated the idea of group sex, to which they agreed. His usual approach was to ask them about group sex, and if they liked the idea would tell them about the bareback group sessions he hosts, but he made it clear he would only extend an invitation to the guys if it was certain they were neg 'cause the tops were very particular about the bottoms, which included the provision the bottoms were not allowed to inquire as to the status of the tops, which meant that he never had to lie. When the evening arrived, I was one of four bottoms. I was also the only bottom who knew the status of the tops. While people were arriving we sat round drinking plenty of vodka and various shooters. After a while the tops started to make their moves and began to strip the bottoms. There were nine tops all aged between 30 and 50, and four bottoms, (three of whom were in the range of 18 to 20, and at 26, I was the oldest bottom). As the night progressed and all the bottoms had taken four or so cocks, the first bottom gave up and left the session, having decided his ass was too sore to continue. I looked disapprovingly as he left as he hadn't fulfilled his responsibility to serve the needs of the tops over his personal preferences.* The rest of us continued playing, and I'm fairly sure up to this point there had been no discussion about status, but when one of the tops noticed blood mixed into the cum leaking from one of the bottom's hole, he slid into the bottom announcing "We have a bleeder, boys!" He pounded the bottom's hole quite roughly, and just before he climaxed, he specifically asked the bottom "You want my load?" "God, yes," the bottom gasped. With that permission, the top spurted deep in the bottom's arse, exclaiming as he did, "Yeah! Take my load boy, take my toxic load. I'm gonna work this deep into your guts so you never forget it!" The bottom pushed him off and got very upset, and saying "I'm neg and want to stay that way. You guys lied to me!" At that point our host intervened, answering "No one lied to you, and not only didn't you ask about the HIV status of the tops, perhaps you should have considered the risks of bareback sex before you accepted the invitation to this session." The other bottom looked shocked, but then when asked if he wanted to continue, he asked who was poz, and when he realized he had taken four poz loads, he remarked "Well, a few more aren't going to make that much difference." In the time at his disposal he managed to take another two loads before he had to make his departure, which left me as the only available bottom. By this point I was the only bottom left, and all the tops were still up to relieving themselves of at least one more load. As a subservient bottom I felt obliged to continue and managed to accommodate each man one more time, one-by-one. When they had all gone my friend asked if I was could manage to give him one more go around. Notwithstanding I was exhausted and my arse had seen better days, I decided the least I could do for the host was to offer up my hole for him one more time. Across the night, I took fifteen or sixteen anal loads, and several more oral loads. By the time I left my arse was quite sore, and blood and cum were leaking from my hole and oozing my leg. By the way, it's been a week. My arse is still a bit sore, but I am certainly glad I accepted the invitation to attend the session.

Happy anniversary, my darling, my love, best thing to ever happen to me. I can't believe it's been two years already, the most amazing experience I could hope for, with the man who loves me, cares for me, and helps me be the man I was born to be. I think you knew from the start who I really was and what I really needed. Do you remember our first date? You were so charming, and put me at ease. I was so nervous and conflicted. If I'd known that night that you'd seen my secret and never-used barebackrt profile and knew what a cumslut I wanted to be, I probably would have backed down or run away. But you were gentle, you made me trust you. Your acceptance and love has made my transformation possible. I can't believe now that I let the first date end with just a chaste kiss. I wanted you so much from the first minute I saw you, I wanted your cock in me, I wanted to taste your cum, wanted you fuck me for hours...but I was so scared. I think I made you wait until the third date before we got naked. Now, knowing your three-orgasms-per-day minimum and knowing how much spunk you pump out, I wonder how you had the patience for me. I'm just laughing now about how careful I was. What a trooper you were to go get tested together before I let you fill my ass for the first time. Two whole months anticipation, and it was the best day of my life to that point, but you must have thought it was cute that I was so cautious, given where you were going to take me. I’m so glad you saw my true potential. One I had your cum in me, of course, there was no going back. You were really wise to put up with that 6 months of monogamy. I think trusting in you really helped my cum addiction bloom. Again, I'm a little embarrassed at how much I needed that, but it really helped. After 6 months of getting at least one of your loads in my ass and another down my throat every day, I don't think I'll ever be able to do without. Though by today's standards, that's barely enough to get me through an hour, much less a whole day. Still, it was enough to let the cum addiction bloom while you could kiss my fears away. I still don't know how you managed to make the idea of opening up the relationship seem like it was my idea. Maybe it was just that endless collection of hot friends you invited over as house guests. At 9 months into the relationship, suddenly each weekend there was a different super hot friend from out of town staying in your guest bedroom, walking naked to the bathroom giving me something more to drool over. I was confused for a bit, why I was so hot for their cocks, dreaming about their cum filling me, when I loved you so much and was so amazingly happy with our sex life. I was so scared that if you knew how much I needed COCK, not just your cock and CUM, not just your cum, that you'd be hurt or just think I was a slut. It never occurred to me that you knew exactly how much of a slut I needed to be and that was part of what you loved in me. I still remember when Kevin was over and finally I confessed how much I wanted to suck him off...You were so sweet and considerate, making me feel so safe confessing my desire to you. We agreed to have only you fuck my ass, but let him fuck my face. Such a great arrangement, and such a slippery slope. I’m sure when we agreed to that, you knew you would get what you wanted soon. I think it was in that first threeway where I started to suspect you had an agenda. How hard your cock was when you two were spit-roasting me, and the sweet nothings you whispered in my ear... “Good boy”, “You look so good with his cock fucking your face”, “I’m so proud of my cocksucker”... Was that the first time you actually said “I love you”? And that one three-way really drew us closer, and exploded me into the biggest change in my life. I could tell you were getting off on my sucking other guys--partly because you were getting off in my ass. I wanted to please you, and I really noticed how much I needed cum. I went from getting one load in each hole to three of your loads in my ass and anywhere from 2-10 loads down my throat every day. Maybe that’s what made the biggest shift in my mindset. I really couldn’t concentrate on anything that didn’t involve cum. Had you already started playing those subliminal hypnosis tapes for me, or was it just my natural cravings? By this time, we were talking about sex whenever we weren’t having it, and there wasn’t much time when we weren’t. I would share all my fantasies with you, so I wasn’t really upset about the next time you upped the ante. You remember, right? When you were fucking me raw, and there were those other three guys over to fuck my mouth...me on my back and them fucking my face while you pounded me? You remember how you pulled out and let one of them fuck me raw? I was pinned down with a cock down my throat, so I couldn’t do anything about it, I was completely at your mercy. I was crying about it later, and you comforted me...I don’t know if I ever told you that I came as soon as his cock entered me, and again when he blew his seed up my hole all without touching myself. They were tears of gratitude, my dear. I made a scene about feeling betrayed, but it was to cover up how happy I was that I finally got what I wanted. I think then I was still afraid you’d dump me if you found out how much of a slut I wanted to be. I needn’t have worried. After last year’s anniversary where you took me to the glory hole and talked me into backing my ass up to the hole to take that huge black cock? Kissing me and fucking my face while he reamed me? I could see the look of love in your eyes as I took my first truly anonymous raw cock. And when you jizzed all over my face and open mouth and then asked me to marry you just as my anonymous breeder shot his load into me. That was the most romantic anniversary I had ever had, and of course I said yes...though you might not have known if I was answering you or cumming from the prostate pounding I was receiving. I’ll never forget how many times you repeated the word “beautiful” as you sucked half his load out of my gaping ass, and then fed it to me as you fucked your next load into me there on the sticky cummy ABS floor. It’s been great, hasn’t it, since the wedding? I mean, of course you encouraged me to start having sex with folks when you weren’t there. We had proven our trust in one another, right? I also think you loved thinking that I was insatiable and that I needed more. I thought you were happy watching other guys fucking me, but that’s nothing like how much it turns you on to know that I’m cum-obsessed at all times. You get so hard when you come home, and I already have a full ass, waiting for you to suck empty and then refill while we share the loads in our mouths. That probably did lead to loosing my job, though. I mean it is hard to recover from your manager finding you naked, moaning on the bathroom floor with the janitor pulling his spunk-covered cock from your ass, and the rest of the staff jacking or taking pictures. I never did know how he knew I was working late and in the bathroom on 15 when I usually work on 26. Wait a minute...didn’t you tell me you knew the building supervisor? Did you arrange that? Another thing to thank you for, my dear. I hated that fucking place, and we have more money than ever now, right? But, yeah, it was easy to forget about work with all the sex. You even threw my first official gangbang to help me get over the stress of the loss of my job. So sweet. So many loads. Such a satisfied look on your face. Your tender lovemaking that night, the gentle, loving way you slowly fucked my puffy dripping hole, screaming how much you love me as you pump me full of my 30th load that evening...How could I ever forget that? Without the job, it was easy to spend my time on my body too, which, don’t deny it, was a great thing for our sex life. Raul is the most awesome personal trainer, he has me in total porn-star shape, and he works for cheap since I always take his load, and all the loads from his buddies too. Is that were we got the idea of how to keep me happy and sexed up and also pay the bills? Maybe it was just obvious...or maybe you wanted it all along. The last months have been the best in my life. Waking up beside you to suck you until you’re hard, then riding you to my first load of the day...prepping and then spending every day getting fucked by guys or if I’m lucky groups of guys so that when you get home, I always have a nice, sloppy hole for your second load. You’ve been so inventive on where to take me and how to get more cum into me. It seems like every evening is another way for me to eat more or get more cum fucked up my hole. I’ll never know where you got that half-gallon of cum you made me chug until it came out my nose. I just hope you can get another one. And without saying every Cummuion party on the West Coast is a great opportunity to meet new friends and get more cum. And I feel like I’m helping since half the guys pay (was that your idea too?) and we installed those webcams. So Happy Anniversary, my dear! I’ve got to finish writing this and go get ready for my next encounter. Some sports team, 10 guys or so, want to tie me up and fuck me. I’ll have them tie me on my back so none of the cum runs out, and leave me tied up and blindfolded for when you get home. Hope you like your present! Two years. Two glorious years to transform from a fiercely independent, cautious, nervous, monogamous, productive 9-5er with a budding career into being your full-time, jizz-addicted, indiscriminate, bareback gangbang whore. I know now that it was your plan all along. And I love you for it.

I've finally made up my mind and going into the right direction of getting PREP, i figured years after years of fear, not having fun and being sexually frustrated because i was afraid to slip and catch HIV, Im determined to get on PREP have fun and not be AFRAID anymore, however i was wondering if any guys on here have been on it, how long and have you been taking and giving loads and still staying neg? If the case is you can play however and with whomever you want and stay HIV neg, I would conclude that this is something that all of us should be doing and right away! thanks for your insight guys.

After joining the site and reading other posts, I feel this is the perfect place to share my darkside adventures. These will not be in any particular order. Just what ever is on my mind at the moment. For example, I'm sitting here hard remembering one night back when I was in my 20's. Was about midnight and I could not sleep. My hole was hungry and as much as I tried, no one was around to dick me down. Jumped in my car and about 20 minutes later, I'm parking around the corner from an all night bookstore/adult theatre in downtown Philly. Had lube and poppers in my pocket, paid my $7 to get into the basement theatre. For once, it was worth the trip. About 10 or so dudes in there. There were booths to the left and right and a theatre all the way in the back. Walked past the first booth and this dude was just standing there,jerking a fat dick. Older black guy, rock hard. I just walked in and he closed the door behind me. He made it known right away what he wanted when I felt his hand on my ass. Once his finger found my lubed hole, it was only a matter of seconds before my pants were down and I was bent at the waist, face against the wall as he shoved his fat dick in my hole. I had to scream and he loved that. I was lubed, but tight and known to be a runner, but his grip had me going no where. Luckily, my poppers were handy and by his 4th stroke in my hole, I was inhaling sweet relief. I love the feeling I get when poppers take over. He felt my hole loosen and pick up his speed as my head kept hitting the wall.. Don't think he lasted more than 5 minutes before he left everyone listening that he was cumming in my hole... I stayed bent over letting him use my hole to dump all his seed.. In less than 2 minutes, he pulled out, tucked in, was out the booth and the door. I took a minute to gather myself, left the booth to walk around. Went to the theatre area and watched a dude getting a blow job. As I was standing there, I felt a hand just reach down my pants to my wet hole. I turned and this 6'3" middle eastern man was behind me, grinning as he fingered my hole. Behind him stood 3 more men. 2 black, and 1 white, just watching to see what happened.. The Arab man moved me over to a corner, pulled my pants down and fucked me hard and rough while the other three watched. I was in heaven, hit my poppers again and begged him to cum in me... Then, I felt a hand turning my head as a long black dick was shoved down my throat. After I got adjusted, the spit roasting began.. Arab man came first, deep and hard, making my deep throat the dick I was sucking causing him to dump his nutt.. As I'm swallowing his cum, I feel another hard dick snaking it's was up my warm, wet hole.. Actually, never saw who because the dick in my mouth had a grip on my head and stayed hard after cumming.. The 2nd dick lasted about a minute before I felt his dick jumping my hole. Still sucking the same dick, a third dick rams my hole, stops and just cums... At that point, the dick in my mouth dumps another load down my throat.. He pulls out and just walks off.. I hear a moan, like someone cumming. Turned to see a guy dumping his load down another guys throat. By now, my hole is dripping and slimy... I pull my pants up and head to the exit.. Just then, two tipsy black dudes walk in, already hard, takes one look at me and in a booth I am, sandwiched between the two of them. On mentioned how much my hole smelled like pussy, before sticking his dick in.. His friend held me down and encouraged his friend to fuck me hard. I sniffed my poppers and just let it happen. Neither wanted to be sucked, just took turns fucking me hard and fast.. I'm sure the whole place heard when they came... Between their noise and mine as I came with out touching myself just as the second dude added his nutt to the mix... A rare night and all went down in a span of about 2 hours.

I was the last person I expected to see on Grindr. I barely ever hooked up, just never had the urge...sure the app was there, but I rarely even felt bored enough or horny enough for that matter to open it up and take a look. Today was a different story to say the least. I was so ridiculously fucking horned up, it came out of nowhere. Ever since waking up with a hard on and some fuzzy memory of a dirty dream I couldn't quite recall...I just needed to get some cock. So I opened Grindr up. The options felt endless from the ample supply of hot guys but the first one to message me was of course going to win this ass and within moments a sexy pic of a latin looking guy with defined abs but a slim build popped up with a greeting. Him: Need ass. Now. Me: Direct, huh? I kinda need that right now. Him: Distance looks close, you in the Hilton hotel by any chance? Me: Fuck, must be a lucky night..yeah, want me to come to your room? Him: Yeah, lights will be off, door unlocked. Come on in and get naked. Me: Hot dude, see ya in 5. Him: Oh yea...you ever do it raw? Me: Meh...try not too, though I've been guilty of it at times. Neg and trying to keep it that way. Him: Nah, that's cool. You sound like you're careful, think I could hit it bare man? I don't mind pulling out if you swallow. Me: I dunno. How big are you? Last guy with this fucking huge dick nut in my ass twice without me knowing cuz his cock was so big and he blew it in so deep was like two hours after he left his loads came out. He said he was neg and that's the only reason he just stayed in. Him: Just come over. We'll talk. It was cleaned out and walking down the hall to his room door when I noticed a short muscled latin guy opening the exact same room number and heading inside into the dark interior. I tilted my head confused, the Latino dude was fucking hot but not the one I talked to. Opening the door I saw the two of them already by the bed, the guy I chatted with was already naked, cock rock hard and Grindr still up on his tablet. The other one had whipped his dick out and was stroking it from his white shorts. "Um..double booked hook ups?" I laughed coming into the room and closing the door behind me. "Yeah, kinda just horned as fuck and was thinking someone might flake," he admitted, "But you're both here, hot." "You a top too?" I asked the other latin guy I didn't know. "Yeah, just trying to get a quick nut out and go back to the gym," he was already sporting a full boner as well. "Come here," the host said. I drew in and he reached up to pull my head down to his uncut cock. I got onto my knees on the bed pulling off my jeans at the same time but left on my wife beater as I serviced his dick. The other guy got behind me rubbing and squeezing my ass cheeks as he watched me begin to deep throat the host's hung shaft. It wasn't thick, just a good and long. Lube was poured onto my hole. I figured the studly jock was going to use my ass instead of the host's since it was already up in the air, and that was fine by me. The fat head of a cut dick pressed against my hole trying to open me up. I popped the cock I had been sucking on out of my mouth to turn back and look at the guy behind me. No condom was on his thick dick. "Man, sorry I don't really take it raw," I apologized. He groaned a bit in disappointment as he stroked his lubed cock. "I don't have any condoms, do you guys?" He asked. I shook my head and turned back to sucking, the host shrugged. "Maybe just jerk off and pop the head in every now and again til you cum all over his back?" The guy I was sucking suggested. I was too busy trying to not choke on his shaft which was halfway down my throat, and it didn't sound all bad. That also seemed to satisfy the guy behind me for his dick was up against my sphincter once more pressing to get inside. He stroked his cock quickly and teased the head of his dick against my ass without going inside for a few minutes longer. He stroked it powerfully with quick movements back and forth until the words popped out of his mouth: "Fuck, gonna cum!" he gasped and jammed his cock into my ass without warning. I wanted to gasp in shock, but the other sweet cock was once again fully down my throat and he had both hands gripping my hair to keep me in place for his pleasure. The fat cock being plowed into my hole pumped a few thick warm squirts of jizz into me, just barely an inch or two inside. The guy fucking me pulled out slightly and then drove it once more, and with the cum as lube he flew balls deep instantly with more jets of steamy spunk lining my insides. I tried to move my legs or ass to get him off but both his hands were already on the lower half of my back and pinned me easily onto the bed until he finished seeding me. "Damn, that's exactly what I needed," he commented in relief as he pulled up his shorts and tucked away his slick cock and promptly left the room. I was allowed to come up for air finally and gulped down appreciatively trying to breath and struggle with what just happened. "Looks like you need these," the remaining guy commented. It was poppers. I shrugged a bit but he had slid off the side of the bed and made his way behind me and back onto the bed before long. I realized he wanted to get the hole that was promised. "Man, I don't know...he might've been poz and just drilled it in me," I laid on my stomach not looking back. "Can't change that, but I still have some balls that gotta be emptied," he said, his cock was already pushing inside me as he lowered his body right onto mine, spreading my legs apart as his put more of his cock in. I quickly opened the poppers and inhaled deeply and urgently. My hole ached from the force and thickness of the first guy but now this one was way fucking longer. The effects of the poppers hit me instantly, and boy was I glad, cuz he was only half way inside and I wasn't sure I could take anymore until right then. I sighed relaxing, and just giving in to letting my hole be used. I felt like it was all they wanted from me anyway was a warm boy cunt to breed. So, I'd just be his bitch and not think about it. I hit the poppers again. "Damn boy, you really know how to open up," he was already piston fucking me so hard I was bouncing up off the mattress slightly. I couldn't believe it, "I'm going to cum in you at least twice before you go fucker." I wondered if I had finally gotten in over my head and was not walking out of this one with a neg hole.... To be Continued....

If you don't want to get POZ what the hell are you doing on breeding zone is my question. This site is all about bug chasing getting & giving toxic seed, if you were not into baresex you would not really be here in the first place.

I love a verbal, aggressive top. I love when they call me a little cumslut whore. But I,don't like super loud yelling.

Name: Dan, slut, cumdump, whore Cell: 610-440-4094 Email: Phillybbbottom@gmail.com Location: 19103 Philadelphia PA (can travel) Availability: varies, but get in contact and something will definitely be arranged Age: 23 Height: 5'11 Weight: 165lbs Ethnicity: White I love taking loads anonymously. Either blindfolded in my apartment with the door open or at an ABS (Adonis) or bathhouse. I dream of being whored out like a useless cumdump, I love slings and would love for someone to blindfold me, tie me up and gangbang me full of cum for hours.

Took 3 loads Friday. First was a long-planned trip to a 62-year-old married top -- undetectable and prefers bb -- who is renovating his lake house 90 minutes away. We've played once before, but almost impossible to meet lately because of schedules. I admit the long drive was unappealing, but I consent because i knew he was up there alone and really wanted to get together. I arrive, make chit-chat, we both have a drink and unwind as he tells me he's taken the "blue pill" and hasn't cum in 3 weeks. The liquor settles in quickly, so we go to the bedroom, and he whips out his solid 8 1/2-incher with a leather cockring. We started with him topping me on my back, and he tells me that I had the tightest hole he's ever encountered. Surprising, but flattering, I suppose. He flips me over and with me on my hands and knees, he cums within about 2 minutes and floods my ass. We dress, rest up with another drink on the porch, then he walks me to the bedroom again and pushes me onto the bed, lifts my legs and unloads another round within about 5 minutes. Even as he was getting dressed, he was still rock hard and probably could've gone a third round, but he had a contractor coming over, so I had to head out. After I leave his place and get back on the interstate, a guy immediately hits me up on Grindr. He's about 10 minutes away and directly ahead. He's a top, 42, great pics and great body ready for action. So I take the quick detour and stop by his place. Very handsome guy, although his place smelled like cigarette smoke, but I wasn't going to say no. We barely talked before he starts kissing and feeling my ass, then leads me to the bedroom, drops his jeans and forces me to work on his growing dick. He gets hard fast and has me on my back in no time. Before I know it, he's lubed up and sliding in. Never discussed condoms. We try a couple of positions, and after about 15 minutes he cums and I make my exit. Once home, even as I felt my ass full of two loads, I was still up for fun, so one of my regular tops hits me up and says he's coming back from Atlanta and about to be in my neighborhood on his way home, and he needs some relief. So I take him up on the offer, he comes over and as always, provides an amazing fuck. His favorite is to be standing, drag me to the edge of the bed and pound me until he unloads, which is exactly what he did. I didn't tell him that he was my third load of the day, but based on how much he enjoyed my ass this time, he might've guessed it was pre-lubed.

I only trick with infected pigs who are into disease exchange so it's not just implied I want an internal jizzing...I spell it out publicly on basically all my profiles.

Posted an ad on cl this morning, and in 5 minutes had a response. ...4 emails later a 6'4, 200# well hung married silverdaddy walked in and pump and dumped a hot raw load in me. He was hard when he walked in. ...unzipped, squirted some lube on the head of his cock and slammed it home....5 minutes and he had dumped a load in me and was backing out of the driveway. I'm still leaking his load out....hoping for another load quick!

Am travelling.. last night in Berlin.. a full on bareback party.. my cock went into so many holes but blew a huge load into a guy just wearing a harness to hold on to. Guys were fucking all over the joint.. even at the bar whilst ordering a drink.

I couldn't agree with you more. I just want to get the hell out of there. It's like he is trying to impress me... Hell.. If you haven't impressed me at that point in the fuck... You sure as hell aren't going to by screaming for the whole world to hear. I also agree with the talking during sex. I love to hear a guy whisper in my ear how he's going to give me his load, knock me up, breed me, etc... I guess I should have been more clear in my original post. Dirty talk? Hell yeah! Yelling while coming? Where's the door?

My husband is out of town for the week, so this morning I posted my normal slutty Craigslist ad: "Looking for guys who want to fuck my ass and shoot their load inside. Evenings only. Looking to host. Send me a pic of your cock" beneath a pic of my ass. I was checking my email throughtout my day at work, and I got several responses from guys wanting to set something up in the next few days. No one seemed to be looking for tonight though. Then at 5 minutes to 5:00, I get a message asking how soon I could be free. The response didn't have a cock pic like I asked for which normally turns me off. I replied pretty much now. He responded that he was headed my way on the interstate and asked if I could host in 20 minutes. His urgency really turned my crank though, so I agreed without asking for a pic, his stats, or anything about him. Luckily, I live very close to my work. I rushed home and did a quick clean out. I was ready on time; he had sent a message saying he would be 5 more minutes (bonus points for courtesy). I saw his car pull in and peeked out the window. He was a handsome, young hispanic guy. I was glad my horny gamble looked to be paying off. I let him in, and we went to the bedroom and got undressed. He seemed a little shy keeping his white t-shirt on. He had nice hairy legs, but I was a little disappointed by his small, flaccid cock. He asked if it was ok that he only wanted to get sucked and fuck. I told him it was. He laid down on the bed, and I climbed in and began sucking his cock. He was uncut and sweaty from the car. I started sucking and he began moaning. As he began to relax, his cock grew in my mouth - and grew and grew some more. Soon I was sucking a thick, 8 inch cock that was testing my deep throating abilities. The gamble was really paying off. He was starting to reach for my ass, so I got up on all fours and turned to give him access while continuing the blow job. To my surprise, he started stroking my cock. "I didn't want you to think I didn't care about you enjoying it." I just moaned and sucked. Then he asked if I had a dildo he could use on me. I hopped up and took a medium sized toy from my bedside drawer. I greased it and my ass up nicely and resumed the position. He slid the toy into me while I continued to suck his big cock. "We have to make sure you are nice and opened up, " he said. I thought, "I am about to get one hell of a rough fuck." He asked me to get in doggie position. I lubed his cock well with some silicone lube that I knew would not dry out. I got in postion and had just enough time to take a huge hit of poppers before he shoved his cock into me all the way in one smooth motion. Between the poppers and the lube, I was just able to stand the force of his entry. Any rougher and even an experienced slut like me would have had to yelp a bit. What followed was one of the best fucks I ever have had. He pumped his big cock into me over and over varying his speed, angle, and thrust. Soon I was pressing back into him as hard as I could and milking his cock with my hole. We were both moaning and mumbling. He kept telling me how hot my ass was, and I kept telling him how good his big cock felt. It was getting very warm, and I felt him pulling off his shirt. After about 10 minutes, he started to make little pained noises. "It feels so good. I am trying so hard not to shoot." I told him to go ahead and breed me. He told me he wanted to make it last. True to his word, he kept fucking longer. He kept changing the angle and depth, so I could feel him stretching out my hole so well. He put both hands on my lower back and pushed me down for a while. Then he lay down on top of me and crushed me into the mattress never stopping his fucking. After about another 10 minutes or so, he paused and asked if he could put me on the edge of the bed so he could stand and fuck harder. I flipped over and raised my legs. Then I saw his chest for the first time. It was scupted with muscle with big pecs with a deep cleft and covered all over with thick black fur. I almost came it was so gorgeous. As he thrust back into me, I ran my hands all over his chest and pinched his nipples. He started jacking my cock. I knew I was into the intense assplay too much to cum, but it felt good to let him try. With his feet on the floor, he could slam into me really hard which he did over and over. After another 5 minutes despite his best efforts to last, his orgasm started creeping up on him. He held my sides in his hands and pounded out a load deep into me. He pulled out. I dropped to the floor and gently cleaned his cummy cock. I showed him to the bathroom to wash up. We both thanked each other for the hot fuck. As he was getting dressed I told him what a stud he was and how hot the fuck had been. He seemed disappointed he hadn't lasted longer. I told him he lasted plenty long for a 24 year old while thinking he lasted a long time for any age. He seemed a little embareassed by all the praise. I assured him I meant it. It turned out that he was halfway back on his way from seeing his folks. Since I am at a good stopping place, he said he would like to come back again. I gave him my cell number and email address and told him he was welcome in my hole anytime. After he left, I pushed the dildo back inside scooped out some of his load. I jacked off while sucking the toy clean. I hope I do hear from him again. My gamble on hooking up without a pic or stats certainly paid off.

Got second test results back and still neg Was a false positive in there...and it was at the same time a bit scary and also made me totally hard.

It's a very good question, since so many guys tend to assume in one direction or another without ever asking/saying what the "plan" is before hand. Which can be good or bad. Personally I like not knowing. Or giving a guy that was going to pull out because he feels "that's what ya do," the surprise of not letting him do so. I've noticed that the majority of guys who pull out do it on instinct and are typically bisexual, used to women who expect that you will pull out. It's amazing what you can do for a guy who is so used to having to finish in his hand, more than a few experiences have gone from "nothing to write home about" to "fucking christ let me tell you about him," upon his sudden realization that I *want* his cum. As for me, I either finish inside or I don't finish at all. If you don't want my cum, why bother? I'll wait for someone that does.

I agree with the statement about not fucking raw if you aren't prepared to take his load. However, I disagree with the last sentence. The bottom is just as much a human being as the top. It IS about his pleasure also. And he does not give up his right to make decisions concerning himself. The top does not have the right to do whatever he pleases with a bottom unless that is agreed upon by BOTH the top AND the bottom. Bottoms are not mindless, empty beings put on this planet solely for the use of tops. In fantasy, that may be hot, but in reality it's not. I've seen too many fucked up minds in bottom men because they were used and disrespected by a top they have been with. I worry with this trend I see where guys are ok with just being a hole to fuck. What happens when the day comes when they are no longer found desirable by other men? They are going to feel that they are of no use to society and become extremely depressed. Maybe suicidal. Respect needs to go both ways. And I do say that respectfully.

I don't like seeing men pull out to shoot in porn and I sure don't see any need for it in real life. If you have a problem with taking his load you shouldn't be fucking raw. Make a commitment. Don't be a controlling little bottom.

I'd have escorted in college. I had the opportunity and offers, but didn't feel right about it and had too many hangups. The money sure would have made college easier and, who knows, might have made some social contacts. Also, at the time, I assumed escort meant bottoming and I wasn't into that.

I prefer to get fucked in public. Bathhouses and porn shops in the arcades. I love having guys take turns on me.

Since going on PrEP, I've pretty much given to the desires and started taking all loads regardless of status. When I know the guy is poz, it just makes the fuck that much hotter.

Last night I was fucked raw by a beautiful 8" cock. What started as a couple of craigslist messages turn into a real meeting and hopefully the beginning of a steady stream of cum in my ass. From the moment we began chatting it was known that I was a cumdump and made to be bred by him and hopefully soon by his friends. Up until last night I had always been safe, only fucking with a condom but to not even think of it was so freeing and felt amazing. My almost virginal ass swallowed his cock and overcame the initial stretching quickly until I was just a sweaty moaning hole for his pleasure. When he neared his climax my ass clamped down to let him know there was no other place for his 3 day load to go. As soon as he began to come my role and future as a cumdump became cemented in my head and my goal now us to take as many loads as I can and to turn my ass into a pussy.

Some nights everything comes together just right and by the time you're leaving your hole is dripping spooge and you're marveling at your luck. Other nights, nothing. And some nights it looks like nothing, then one guy fucks you and shows everyone else what to do. I've had tops open the door to the booth so a crowd could gather to watch them breed me, or take me out in the corridor and fuck me outside the booth. Plenty of them have made so much noise that guys are lined up ready to fuck me when they're through. There's nothing like the sights and sounds of another man breeding. It gets everyone else in the mood.

I was in Louisville last week. It was a cloudy overcast day, and I posted my ad on Craigslist. Within about half an hour I received a response from a construction worker who asked how long I was free. I responded I was free most of the day. He said he would try to slip away. Then it started to rain, and he e-mailed, asking if 'they' could they come over right now. I replied THEY? He replied saying two of his buddies saw my advertisement and were horny. Of course, I said sure. He then let me know none of them had condoms, and he asked if that was okay with me. I replied sure, they could all bareback me. The three guys soon arrived and all three were just fine: one was about 40, and the other two were in their early twenties, all were married and just liked to fuck an ass. In no time I was sucking one of the younger guys while the older guy fucked my ass, and soon enough the guy in my ass groaned and blew his load in me. No sooner had he pulled out than one of the younger guys slid in. He also came, and the third guy took his place, and, as the rain had stopped and they had to get back to work he hurried along and shot his load. Then the three of them went back to the job site. Lucky me for the rain.

I love being fucked in public. That's why bathhouses and sex clubs/parties are such a turn on for me.

It's crappy here in NY today, totally overcast, threat of rain. Still didn't keep me from taking a ride over to the park. There's a very cruisy area by the back parking lots that I discovered years ago when I wasn't legal LOL. Anyway, you walk into the woods and there's a path you follow. Guys all around cruising. Make eye contact and walk deeper into the brush and with luck, he follows. Today was my best day. Even with crappy weather, the guys were out and they were hot! I'm a skinny guy, and I made eye contact with a big dude, football player type. We made eye contact and I turned to walk into the woods. I ran my hand down my ass to give him an idea of what I wanted. Not only did he follow, but 6 more guys followed too. A caravan of hotness LOL. I walked to favorite spot. There's a very large rock that I can either lean on, or bend over and hold onto. I got there a head of the guys and got undressed and leaned on the rock. Seconds later, I felt hands on my ass. A lot of hands. Squeezing my butt cheeks, pulling them apart, fingers invading my hole. The man I first saw leaned against me and whispered that he wanted to fuck me but he didn't have a condom. Heheheheh. I said no problem and PLEASE cum inside! All he needed to hear. He was pantless and hard in seconds. He spit on his cock and slowly slid it in. Some of the other guys were watching while the others were "look outs". He pulled me slightly off the rock and bent me slightly so he could get a better grip. Once he had me like this, he went to town. He was really pounding me hard, pulling my hair. Smacking my ass. A hand reached out to stroke my cock but I said no. I didn't want to cum, I wanted more cock. I told the this to the guy and he said you want us all to fuck? Fuck yeah I said. Guess they just figured they'd watch. I mean, not all of them were hot, but I wanted to be gangbanged so I didn't care. First guy took about 10 minutes before I felt him spasm and rammed himself into me. He pulled out and before any cum could even start to ooze out, another cock took his place. This one belonged to an older black man. It's true what they say. Black men are huge. It felt like an arm was inside me. I was in heaven. He didn't tale long though. A few minutes, he came and pulled out. A young white dude I hadn't seen originally was next. Rockin hard bod. And a rough fuck. He didn't cum. Fucked for about 10 minutes and pulled out. This went on for 4 more guys, then the younger guy went in again. I had 6 loads in me and was wide open. Before he entered me the second time, he turned me around and sat me on the rock. Lifted my legs and slid inside. Fucked me very hard. Thighs slapping against my ass. I love that sound. When he was about to cum, he grabbed my cock, pulled on it a few times and as I came, he came. He pulled out and from out of nowhere, a guy pulls out this butt plug which he puts in my ass. He informed me that I was going home with the plug in to remind me of today. Like I needed the plug I love the park.

Yeah, ask unless you want shit on your dick. It's also not as easy to get fully cleaned. I have a system. It takes 3 hours for me to get fully cleaned out with a showere enema hose and rests in between, but once I am fully clean there is no shit left to come out. I also skip lunch and dinner when I am going out to bottom. Some guys think a quick enema will clean them out, and it might unless you go deep past the second hole. Sometimes cleaning you out only starts the ball rolling and gets more stuff down the shute. It's a huge process to do it right and takes time for everything to work it's way out of your system if you want to be minty clean. It's not something that I could do every day, but if I had a fuck buddy I could clean out enough for a good fuck that is shit free. Also they may say yes and still be dirty. Maybe try fucking with a rubber and if comes out clean then bareback. Also if I ate more fiber it might be easier to clean out. There are a lot of tricks to keep things clean.

The next scene in the video showed what in my experience was a more typical older guy hitting on a twink.* They were at a party and the guy was being very aggressive and finally convinced the boy to go to a bedroom with him.** Henry said that boy is cute but the guy is an asshole.* He asked if that was the kind of tops I had previously been with and I nodded and he told John to put a different disk on. The next movie was one I knew very well about two guys in a ski lodge and I loved pretending I was the boy role whenever I watched it because he looked so happy and he even sucked his thumb while getting rimmed and again when being fucked.* We were still at the beginning of the movie though and the guy had the boy on his knees and was holding his head and sliding his cock in the boy's mouth.* Henry told me that he reminded him of me and I saw his cock was hard again and I asked him if he wanted me to get on my knees again.* He told me he'd love to see me on my knees again but he had other plans and he stood up and went and prepared some more lines. He called me over and told me to do two of them then he did two and told me to do two more.* When I finished he took my hand and led me back to the table and again lifted me up on to it.* He positioned me so that I was on my belly and I could see on the TV that the boy in the movie was basically in the same position and then Henry started to lick my ass just like in the video.* I felt like I had become that boy and I remember putting my thumb in my mouth and sucking it and Henry telling me I was so cute.* I started dreaming about Henry fucking me and then realized he probably knew this movie and was planning on doing so at the same time as the movie but I also remembered the guy breeding the boy and was worried about Henry doing that to me. Just then Henry started to finger my ass and told me I had a hot tight boyhole and he then told me that he wanted it and he asked me, "Bobby, Daddy wants this, will you give Daddy your boyhole?" I knew I couldn't deny him and told him he could do anything he wanted. He pushed a second finger in me and slowly fucked my boyhole and by then the lines had me flying and I started pushing against his finger but he told me to stop and I should let Daddy do what he wants. I stopped and just watched him and hoped this never ended. He added another finger and told me soon my boyhole would be his and then I'd be his little boy and I started moaning as he was tapping my prostate and I felt so fucking good. He pulled his fingers out and told me I was ready. I stopped sucking my thumb and he took my hand and moved it down and then he pushed my thumb into my boyhole and moved it around then he pushed it back in my mouth and told me I should enjoy my sweet boyhole while he does too. I couldn't believe I was sucking my own ass juice off my thumb but I loved it and knew I'd be doing that again. And now I felt his cock pushing into me. I was letting him fuck me raw and I wasn't scared and he told me that this was now his boyhole and that I was his little boy and I realized then that I never wanted to top again and that I was a bottom boy and between that realization and him getting his entire cock in me I started to shake and sucked my thumb as hard as a could and had an orgasm that ran from my boyhole and spread out to my entire body but didn't stop a few seconds later like a normal one but just continued and I could feel Henry starting to pound me making me shake more. He was saying something but I couldn't hear anything but the feeling throughout my body was getting stronger and then I felt it and my cock started shooting as I went crazy with my body shaking. The next thing I heard was Henry calling my name and asking if I was OK. OK? I was great. He told me I passed out after we came. I asked what happened to me and he told me I had an orgasm from him fucking me and that when he told me he was going to cum in me that I screamed and my cock blew and he held he as a shook and finally I collapsed and past out. He then leaned over me and kissed me and again conquered my mouth, body and soul. Finally his cock softened and slipped out and he walked around the table and held me head and kissed me again. He then told me he wanted me to keep kissing him and he was going to have John fuck me now. What I thought he wanted me and I didn't want John to fuck me but then Henry told me he wanted to hold me while his little boy was fucked and did I want my Daddy to hold me and kiss me and I looked at him and knew I couldn't say no and nodded and he lowered his mouth to mine and a few seconds later I felt John move my legs and my body tensed but Henry whispered to be a good boy and I relaxed and felt John enter me. John started fucking fast and he was saying how much he has wanted to fuck me and how great my ass is. Henry then looked at me and told me I was such a good boy for letting Daddy and Uncle John have my boyhole and then he asked me if I liked being their little boy and I nodded. We could hear John getting close to cumming and Henry told me I should tell Uncle John to fuck me as hard and as fast as he wants and that I wanted his cum in my boyhole. Before I knew what was happening I heard myself begging John to fuck and breed me. Henry put my thumb in my mouth and told me to watch Uncle John's face as he cums in me. As I looked into his eyes he yelled that he was cumming and I loved the look on his face and was happy to know that I was bringing him so much pleasure.

Once we got to the room, the burly host closed the door and smiled at me long enough that I started to feel myself blush. The redbull was hitting my system now, and I was full of a nervous energy, even if my ass was sore and my dick still hard. "Okay," he said, and he smiled - teeth bright behind his short dark beard. "You said you'd ride my dick, and you'd take my bet for an extra fifty." I nodded. "Yeah." My voice was a bit shaky. "Here it is: if I come before you do, you get that extra fifty." I nodded again. "Okay." Well, given how sore I was, that didn't seem particularly hard, though I really did want to get off like mad. If I didn't touch myself, though, I'm sure I could handle it. I moved toward the big man, and knelt down in front of him. His hand took my chin and tugged a bit to make me look up at him before I could reach out and undo the laces on his shorts. "And if you come before I do? You stay for the after-party." I blinked. I had no idea what that meant. I saw his eyes narrow behind his black mask as he smiled wider. "Okay?" he asked. I swallowed once, then nodded. "Okay." He laughed. "Okay, boy. I'll give you a couple of minutes to suck it - I hear you're a pro - and then you're getting it up that ass of yours." I undid the laces to his athletic shots and pulled his cock free - he was thick, and uncut, and definitely had more than eight inches, like he'd said. This was probably the biggest dick I'd ever seen, and I couldn't help it - my mouth watered. I started to swallow as much of his length as I could, stroking his shaft and giving his balls a quick tug as I went as far down his length as I could. The low rumble in his chest let me know he liked my efforts, and I pulled out all the stops. I wanted him as horny and as ready to blow as I could. My tongue dipped into his foreskin and I pushed myself to suck as fast and as hard as I could, to draw his load out as close to the surface as possible. Hell, if I could swallow it, I'd be fifty bucks richer right off the bat! The big man's hands never touched me, but he thrust slowly into my mouth while I worked, and continued to make low rumbles of appreciation. I sucked and sucked - he grew very hard, and I was pretty sure I was getting him close - and then he pulled out of my mouth and moved to the bed. I rose, a little short of breath from my efforts, and followed. He crawled onto the bed and moved to the center, pausing only to get a bottle of lube from the table. He sat in the middle of the bed, his hard dick pressing up against his hairy stomach and wet with my spit, and gestured for me to follow him there. I crawled onto the bed. "Turn around and show me your ass," he said. I turned, raising my ass into the air in front of him. Despite myself, and despite how sore I was, I was already half-hard. His fingers were generous with the lube he squirted onto them, and they probed deep into my sore pucker. I heard him pour out more of the lube and stroke himself. "Okay," he said. "Face me, and climb on." It was a little awkward to swing my leg over him, but we were soon face to face, his cock resting between my lubed ass cheeks. I was pressed against him, his hard and hairy body rubbing my own skin. He grinned - even with me on his lap I had to look up at him a bit - and then his big arms cupped my thighs and he pulled me up into the air a bit. I crouched over him, and he used one hand to guide his thick exposed cockhead to rest against my hole. "Alright, boy," the big man said. "Here you go." He pulled me down, hard enough that I couldn't resist, but slow enough that I felt every inch of him slide into me. I hissed through my teeth but still he pulled, and finally, sweat breaking out on my skin, my butt came to rest on his thighs. He was buried deep, and sitting on his dick felt incredible. I moaned a little when he circled his hips beneath me. "Yeah," he said, and his hand slid up the small of my back. "Here it comes..." He was a strong man and his thighs were massive - he started to buck from beneath me, making me bounce up and down on his dick, his left hand clamped to the back of my neck to hold me in place as he thrust up into me. I remembered finally that my job here was get him off, and tried hard to clamp my ass on his cock. He grunted, biting his bottom lip, and picked up the pace. My own cock was hard - he was hitting me in all the right places, and I'd been so horned up for the last while that I could barely think straight. His dick was relentless, and I loved the feeling of his hand holding my neck. He braced his right hand on the bed to twist slightly and he pulled my up a bit by my neck. This new fresh angle made me cry out loud, and he grunted again. "You like that, boy?" he said. I could only moan and nod. He was pistoning my ass, and I was barely managing to maintain my crouch over him. He lowered me again after a short while, and his right hand began to rub across my chest while he ground into me. I moaned again, and his hand squeezed my chest and rubbed up my neck and down my stomach. I realized a moment too late what he was about to do, but his rough hand gripped my cock and he tilted me back and as he treated me to another jack-hammering of his dick, her jerked my cock with expert twists and - - I erupted all over his hairy stomach and chest.

To Sam_puppy and Npguy: don't look a gift horse in the mouth. None of us get paid to write this. We all have lives that can get busy or complex. (Often times, we have to do extensive field research for these stories...) Sometimes we write ourselves into a corner, and need to abandon the storyline. if you want a complete, edited and proofread story before all the chapters are posted, well, you will need to be very very very patient. There are a lot of stories I wish would have continued, but for whatever reason, the author has moved on, either to other stories or other things. I am just thankful my favorite authors have shared a some of their fantasies and hope every day that they come back written something new to share. From my own perspective, complaining is the best way extinguish what little motivation I have to write after a long day. Before you complain again, try writing one yourself.

Part 4 Jason watched his younger brother Greg drop to his knees and suck Scott and couldn’t believe how submissive Greg was being. Hearing that his brother wanted to be in the sling shocked Jason as he never knew him to bottom. Then Jason saw Scott push Greg’s face on Timmy’s pissing cock and watched him swallow he started to get aroused. But when Greg went back to his knees and started to suck Scott again and was roughly fingering his own hole and finally when Greg nodded to Scott when he was asked if he wanted to be his urinal too is when Jason knew his own little brother was going to become his own personal slut boy before the night was over. Scott had been friends with Greg for a few years and always thought he was strictly a top. He noticed that Greg’s rig looked to be as full as Bobby’s was and figured he needed to get fucked up in order to get fucked. Scott held Greg’s head in both his hands as he started to cum. He pulled back a little to make sure Greg tasted his load rather than shoot it directly into his belly. Scott knew he always could use a piss after cumming and continued to hold his friends head but pulled his cock nearly all the way out so that just the tip was in his mouth and then he slowly started to piss. Once he saw that Greg was going to swallow it all he pushed all the way into his mouth and let the piss out faster which caused Greg to gag some but Scott held his head tight and forced his friend to swallow faster. Meanwhile, Hank had strapped Bobby down to the bench and then gave him his shot and watched the twink cough and start to rush and once he knew Bobby was flying he fingered the twink’s boypussy and asked him if he was ready to get spanked for real this time. Bobby told Hank he wanted him to use the paddle and asked if he could be gagged so that Hank could paddle him really hard. Hank decided that was a good idea as the kid’s screaming would get annoying soon and he expected the kid to be screaming a lot. Bear loved fucking Timmy’s ass and told the jock boy that his ass was the hottest and tightest that he had fucked in a long time. Bear started to deep stroke Timmy causing the boy to feel the most intense fuck possible and making Timmy moan, not a whore moan like the twink Bobby but a more guttural sound that came from his very core. Timmy couldn’t believe how great the massive cock made him feel. At first he was nervous but the chems helped make him want it and now he knew he needed to be fucked and he hoped Scott had more friends like Bear. Timmy thought about his baseball coach and then realized how much Bear looked like him and wondered if his coach would like to fuck him too, in his mind Bear became his coach and he yelled to Bear, “Coach, fuck me harder, Coach, I’ve wanted you for so long please fuck me hard.” Bear smiled knowing the boy was having a great time and he started fucking him harder and told him, “Oh you’ve wanted your Coach’s cock haven’t you boy, well now you have it and do you want my seed too? Timmy do you want your Coach to make you pregnant?” “Yeah, Coach, give me your seed, make me pregnant with your seed” “Oh fuck, Timmy, here you go, take it, take my seed” Bear leaned over and shoved his tongue in Timmy’s mouth as he pounded his load into Timmy and they made out for a while until Bear started to fuck him again. Jason wanted to fuck his brother so bad and watching him suck Scott off then swallow his piss and listening to Bear breed Timmy got him rock hard and since Hank was using Bobby and he didn’t have anyone he approached Scott and his brother and told Scott it was time to get his bitch of a brother on the couch as he was going to breed his little bro. Greg tried to stand but Jason held him down and told him that if he wanted to be a bitch boy he could crawl over to the couch. Jason told Scott that he never expected his brother to be a bottom and now he plans on making up for lost time. Jason told Scott “Maybe we can get together more often and take turns fucking our boys”. Greg looked at Jason and Jason told him, “Yes you are now my boy and whenever we finally go to sleep and wake up you will be moving in. Bro, is your ass still cherry?” Greg nodded. “Good boy, you’ve been saving it for me haven’t you?” Greg nodded and quietly added “Yes, Sir” Just then the doorbell rang and Jason asked Scott to get the door as he needed to fuck his brother and couldn’t wait. Jason had Greg lean over the back of the couch and using only spit he lined his cock up with his little brother’s virgin hole and plunged into his brother causing him to scream but once Jason pulled back some Greg yelled for him not to pull out but Jason just plunged in again and laughed and told his brother that he wasn’t pulling out until his balls were drained. Scott and Phil and three other guys entered the playroom.

Part 3 Scott still basking in the afterglow of breeding Timmy walked around the fucking bench and taught Timmy that the reason he must make sure his ass is clean is he must suck every cock clean that breeds him. Timmy was happy to hear that he doesn’t have to wait to get Scott’s cock back inside his body and licked and sucked on it as if it was the last cock he was ever gonna get. As Scott enjoyed his boy’s mouth, Jason slid into Timmy’s still very tight jock butt. “Fuck his ass is tighter than any boy I have had in years, and I love how firm that ass is.” Jason said as he smacked Timmy’s ass. “Hey is anyone gonna destroy my ass too?” Bobby whined as all the men had been watching Timmy get fucked for the first time and he was getting jealous and he didn’t understand because he was smaller, younger, far cuter and had a perfectly smooth body where Timmy was as big as most men, had muscles and had body hair and while he was cute he wasn’t as cute as Bobby and besides no one would ever think Timmy was a twink and didn’t men want twinks. “Is someone feeling ignored now? Is your pussy not full of enough cum yet? Do you need it destroyed?” Greg enjoyed mocking the twink and loved seeing the boy’s face turn red. “Bro, you gotta call a few more friends because these two boys are both gonna need lots more loads and we are just getting started with Timmy” “I was just thinking the same”, Greg said as he grabbed his phone and called a few more guys up. Hank and Bear decided they’d enjoy little Bobby while they waited their turn on Timmy. Bear told Bobby this should keep you quiet as he turned the boy’s head and shoved his club into the twink’s mouth. Bobby could barely stretch his mouth open enough and preferred that fat cocks use his boypussy which could stretch much easier. Bear grabbed Bobby’s head and held it firm as Hank swung his belt at Bobby’s ass. The first strike shocked Bobby but Bear held him tight and told him that he was begging for his pussy to be destroyed and when Hank is done you will not forgot what how he destroyed it. This wasn’t going to be a nice enjoyable endorphin rushing spanking but instead Hank was brutally hard and fast and reached a count of at least 50 in under three minutes. Bear continued to keep his cock in Bobby’s mouth and alternated between squeezing the boy’s little nipples and wiping the tears from his face and licking them off his fingers. As Jason enjoyed plowing Timmy and telling him how fucking great his ass was Scott had twisted Timmy’s face so he could watch Bobby get belted and then told Timmy that he should remember this because if he ever got whinny the same would happen to him and maybe Hank will be nice enough to show you later what it feels like because boys need to be taught and a paddling is a good educator. Between the high, Jason’s incredible fucking, sucking on Scott, seeing Bobby get belted and hearing that it would happen to him later was too much and started to trigger another orgasm from the jock boy. “Oh fuck, his ass is grabbing me, I think he’s gonna cum, shit it’s making me cum too” yelled Jason as both Timmy and he started to climax together. Scott bent down and started to make out with Timmy and loved knowing he was getting off again without touching himself and the way he moaned into his mouth made him love his boy even more. Jason pulled out and watched Timmy’s hole wink at him then close up tight again. Bear and Hank left Bobby who was quietly crying now and approached Timmy as they wanted their turn. “Scott, do you mind if we switch Timmy and Bobby as I’d like to fuck Timmy in the sling?” “That’s cool. I can’t wait to watch you fuck him” Jason told them to leave Timmy restrained as he got Bobby off the sling and led the still crying boy over to Timmy and pushed his face into Timmy’s ass and told him to clean him out. Jason knew that the only thing Bobby liked more than getting bred was to eat loads out of another bottom’s ass and after the abuse he just took from Hank the boy needed something he liked. Greg returned and told them that four more guys were coming over soon. Phil had some buddies over to play poker but they all agreed this sounded more fun. Bobby was all smiles again as he finished sucking everything he could from Timmy’s ass and when Greg said we should slam them both big before the guys get here as I don’t know if Phil’s friends party. Bobby asked Jason to make his really big so that Hank could really hurt him more. Bobby really enjoyed being used and liked to be used much harder than he could take and liked to get so high that the pain didn’t matter and his body could get abused more. Scott knew big to these guys would be point five but didn’t want Timmy that wasted and he joined Greg in the kitchen went he went to prep the rigs and told him since Bobby wants to get wrecked make his point six and give Timmy just point four as he handed a packet to Greg. Greg also made up some point threes and got some Viagra for the rest of them. Scott grabbed water bottles for everyone and he and Greg set it all down on the table in the game room. As the guys went to the table Scott brought Timmy a bottle of water and helped him hold it as Bear and Hank already had him in the sling. When he finished the bottle Scott Greg brought over his point and Scott asked if he would again as he didn’t like needles and instead he kissed Timmy as Greg shoot him up and continued to kiss him through his cough and also as Bear thrusted his club into Timmy. Timmy started trashing side to side from what Bear was doing to him and Scott stepped back to watch them. Greg tied the strap on Scott’s arm as Scott was in awe watching Bear and Timmy. When Greg finished Scott he finally did himself and then surprised Scott when he dropped to his knees and started blowing him. Scott looked down and asked Greg if he wanted to be in the sling next and Greg nodded. He told him he was a good boy and started to watch Bear and Timmy again just as Timmy’s cock started to piss again and he pulled Greg up and pushed his mouth down on Timmy’s pissing cock.

Not right in the city. But in mount Vernon if anyone is around here. It's above the Bronx. Myke 845-242-9744 m1k313@me.com. Any messenger tattedpisces313 or BBRT inkdbtm313 can take loads after 10pm.

When I go to East Side or West Side Club I am known to walk out with at least 15 to 20 loads in my ass in 4 hours, 25 in six hours. They should just put a revolving door at my room.

I hope to be pozzed in this manner tired of lurking time to breed

I need toxic loads. Need to get poz... then fucking loaded with all strains!

mmmm man this is amazingg! im from birmingham and 19 sounds so much fun

10% of people with european ancestry are extremely lucky to probably have some degree of immunity. Whereas the rest of us aren't so lucky. There are probably other genetic factors at work other than the identified 'hiv immunity' gene, many of which are unknown. So, if your luck enought to have the right genes, theres no real way of knowing, well unless you have take 10,000 loads and are still neg! I barebacked maybe 4 or 5 times, testing poz was a shock.

The other thing you can do is change your diet to encourage healthy bacterial cultures in your gut. Yogurt with live culture helps a lot in my experience, and I try to eat it every day, usually for breakfast. I've heard there are probiotic supplements too, if you're not a fan of yogurt. That's actually good advice for everyone, but I'd imagine that guys who clean out regularly need it even more.

I believe repeated aggressive deep cleaning will have long term consequences. I had a boyfriend for a two-year period who'd fuck me three or four times a week. Before getting together, I'd always deep clean in anticipation, just in case we might screw. Over time, I developed internal hemorrhoids, chronic soreness in the muscles around the rectum, and low motility (IBS with constipation). I suspect the bacterial balances are way out of whack, but I won't go into the details of that. I don't bottom so much nowadays, so I clean out only a couple times a month, and I'm slowly getting better. But the motility problem persists. These problems are not really addressed in medical journals, so GI docters think it's some kind of IBS when they rule everything else out. I tried to discuss this with my (gay) doctor, but the medical community just haven't gotten around to studying "whore-ass fatigue syndrome."

Dropped by an adult video store on my way home last night. Hit a booth, put on some bareback porn. Within 30 seconds of settling in, cock in hand, not one but two guys followed me in. The less attractive one (looked married to a woman) was rubbing his cock through his pants. The second guy was a hot bear probably in his mid 40s. nice and furry and a trimmed beard. I knelt down and the bear pulled out his cock. Not too long but really nice and thick with a good head. I sucked him hard in a matter of seconds, then looked up at him and asked if he liked to fuck. He said yeah, so I stood up, turned around and bent over. A little spit and that fat cock slid right in. Fuck yeah...a hot bear's raw dick in my hole with a third guy watching and learning how real men fuck. I worked that bare cock with my ass while he kept pounding my hole like a real pro. Before too long he started slamming his meat in me as deep as it would go and I could feel him tense. He was buried in me right to the hilt as I felt each spasm blasting another spurt of his load deep in my ass. After he finished, he held it in me a few seconds, then slowly slid out of me. I felt a trickle of his cum running from my hole down the crack of my ass. I turned around again to suck his cock clean, like I usually do, and enjoyed the combination of his cumload, his spit, both of our sweat and my ass on his cock. Fuck yeah, men fucking taste and smell GOOD! As he pulled up his shorts, he told me he'd been saving that load up for three days. It sure felt like it! It's these little spur-of-the-moment, unplanned scenes that make me so fucking glad I'm (a) a man, ( gay and © a barebacking, sleazy pig. How fucking hot is it to get fucked and bred in a porno booth in a vid store at a truck stop by a guy whose name you didn't even bother to ask? As I drove home, my ass crack still felt wet with his load, I thought about how lucky I was.