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This happened to me this morning. This morning I went to the mall to do some shopping, and on the way through I stopped past a toilet beat. I walked in and all the cubicles were empty, so i went in the one closest to the door. A few minutes later two guys came in, one after the other, and entered the cubicles. I did my regular cruising thing and leaned over to check out if they were cruising. The closest one to me was wearing nice black pants and leather shoes, and the other one was wearing red sneakers. Both of them were leaning down to cruise. Score. I hopped onto the floor and slid my knees under the partition, cock hard and legs either side of me. The guy in the middle stall grabbed my cock right away and started doing the suck-jerk combo. His other hand instantly slid toward my hole, and he started gently playing with it. I knew exactly what he wanted. I pulled my cock out of his mouth, got on my back with my legs in the air, and slid my arse under the partition by pushing on the wall. Without hesitation I heard him spit on his fingers and he wiped my hole a few times to get it lubed up. He pulled me further towards him, which meant my cock was also now in his stall. He put his legs either side of mine and just pushed his 8" cock balls deep on the first thrust. Just how i like it. He unbuttoned his blue collared shirt a bit so it didn't get in the way of his cock. His hands grabbed the bottom of the partition and he pulled on them for leverage. On a quick glance i noticed a wedding ring. Probably just a horny closeted married guy, just my type. I looked past his stall to see the other guy on his hands and knees watching me get bred. The married guy grabbed my cock and started jerking it as he fucked me bare, and soon after i heart him try to muffle moans. He was breeding me. He stayed inside me for a few more seconds as i squeezed my sphincter around his cock. But i knew what he was feeling: He had blown, he was done, he didn't need my hole anymore. Married guy quickly stoop up, wiped off, and left the stall while i remained there in my somewhat exposed position. My eyes met the eyes of the guy in the third stall. "Your turn" I told him. He stood up and darted into the adjacent stall, closed the door, and quickly knelt down and fingered my cummy hole. He then stuck his cock in and started fucking me like he was already late from his lunch break. About a minute later he whispered "I'm gonna cum". I stayed silent and took this second anon load. When he slid out of me i got back on the toilet, wiped the excess cum off my arse, and headed to get my groceries. Just as i was about to head towards the registers I was walking down past where all the milk was kept. Walking toward me from the other end of the aisle were a man, his wife, and their two kids. The man was wearing a blue collared shirt, nice black pants, and leather shoes. I kept a straight face as I walked past them, him not recognizing me, and wondered if his wife knew he liked to bareback and breed anonymous guys.

The Barber had me psychologically hooked. He pressed all the right buttons. Some how it was a turn on taking the chance of getting fucked with a big poz cock. He wrote a note saying he was undetectable and there was only a slim chance of getting pozzed , but still a chance seeing how he breeded me deep in my ass.. he said he wanted to fill me up with his big poz cock again. The risky sex had me turned on . I had just taken my first poz load. I figured there was no turning back now. Especially now that I was hungry for his big poz cock. Just thinking about his big poz cock and the way he would talk to me , making me admit I needed his big poz cock would make my cock hard as a rock. I emailed the barber saying I needed another breeding soon..He wrote back saying he was ready.. I wrote back " cum over after work and fuck me on my bed ".. He writes back " I'll be over 8 sharp , leave your door unlocked and be on your bed , ass up and waiting." I did as the barber said , 8 o'clock sharp and I hear the door open. I call out to cum back to the bedroom. I'm naked on my stomach with ass up as ordered. He comes in and takes his clothes off. His big poz cock is raging hard. He says " you need it don't you boy." I said "yes , I need it" He say's " Tell daddy you want my big poz cock deep." I said " I need your big poz cock deep !" He gets up behind me on the bed and starts rimming my ass with passion . He had my hard cock bent back behind me and stroked it as he rimmed my ass.. It felt so damn good , I was totally ready to get fucked in the ass.. He tells me to flip over and he straddles my chest. He grabs his cock and rubs it back and forth across my lips. He commands " beg for it !" I said " please let me suck your big poz cock sir." Just what he wanted to hear me say.. He puts the head up to my mouth as I eagerly wrap my lips over his cock head. I was hungry for his big cock . He slowly starts fucking my mouth. The familiar taste of his precum was on my tongue as I swirled my tongue around the head and down across the underside of his big cock. He pulls away after a couple minutes. He didn't want to cum too quickly.. He soon lies on his back and tells me to mount his big poz cock.. Being smooth I loved the feel of his hairy body as I straddled over his big poz cock that was so fucking hard across his stomach. My hands rubbing his hairy chest.. He guides his cockhead up to my hole and rubs it back and forth. I stayed still enjoying the feel of his cock head on my sphincter. I could feel his precum making it slick. Soon his precum made it slick enough to for the head to go in. His cock head is so fucking big it takes a few minutes. It hurts a little but soon I'm relaxed and the head is in. He pushes his cock inside me with little strokes. Slowly but surely working his big poz cock up my ass.. He say's " tell me you love my big poz cock up your ass!" I said it " I love your big poz cock up my ass!" Soon it was all the way in balls deep. My cock was throbbing hard and leaking precum. My precum had started running down my cock .. As I pulled up off his cock but still leaving the head in , I used my own precum on his shaft before sitting back down on his cock. I started to ride it and massage his balls at the same time to help build up a big load of seed .. Soon I had loosened up and we were fucking .. The barber massaged my ass as his big poz cock kept pumping my ass. I leaned back sitting on it , taking all of it in , as deep as it would go.. .. Soon we switched positions as he wanted to fuck me from behind to shoot his poz load.. I laid on my stomach and he laid on my back driving his big poz cock as deep as he could get it and he kept it in deep , fucking me good . I could feel his shaved balls rubbing my ass with each stroke as his cock . He plowed my insides , banging and massaging my prostate with his big cock head .. The Barber say's " you know if you keep taking my loads deep , it's probably inevitable you'll get pozzed." I said " I know." He took that as a green light to be my gifter and says " it might as well be me that pozzes that ass." He picks up the pace. He starts to breath heavy. I knew he was ready to shoot his poz seed . Barber says " you ready for daddy's poz load !" I said " yes ,shoot it deep!" Soon I could feel his cock pulsating streams of cum deep in my ass.. With each spurt of cum he would grunt and shake , jerking his body as his cock twitched with each spurt of poz cum. He whispers in my ear " good boy , take daddy's poz load" I couldn't help but moan and squeeze his cock as he shot his poz load.. His cock stayed hard and he kept fucking my ass non stop.. Barber say's " I'm so fucking horned up I'm gonna pump another poz load in you." My ass was now really slick from the first load. He starts talking dirty again and say's "absorb my dna , I'm making sure your prostate is absorbing my poz seed ." I took his ass fucking like a true bottom boy.. soon I was close , he was pounding the spot.. Then it was my turn , as he plowed me streams of cum shot from my cock. I moaned and moaned as I shot off a huge load .. He knew I was cumming and kept plowing my ass. I moaned and twitched each time his cock went deep. With each spurt my ass involuntarily clamped down on his cock. He was soon ready to shoot another poz load deep in my ass. He rubbed my back , his back arched as he shot his next load as deep as he could by keeping his big poz cock as deep as he could get it.. I could feel his cock pulsating another orgasm in my ass.. He laid on my back keeping his cock inside me as he caught his breath. He kissed my neck and held me down for 10 minutes before he pulled out , making sure I absorbed his poz seed. My ass was good and fucked and felt wide open from his big cock , cum was running down my balls.. I got up and douched while he washed his cock off. He put his clothes on and left saying he would be back to poz my ass again.. I felt owned and there was no turning back..

When I lived down South, this hung top who used to breed me would always talk about this incredible sex party that happened a few times a year. Evidently the thing was in a huge house out in the country with 100 horny men or so. You had to be "invited" of course, and I begged him to get me on the list every time he brought it up. Especially since I'd never been to a party that big before. The next time the party rolled around, I finally got my wish. In my email I had the invitation! And this was the annual "leather party". There were some stipulations-- all guests had to be in some kind of leather gear, there was an entry fee of $20, and you had to show if you RSVP'd or else no more invites. I RSVP'd "yes" and counted down the days. The party was at night and about 2 hours away from where I lived. It really was out in the country some, and the house was indeed huge. I signed in, gave the doorkeeper my $20, put my clothes in the designated area, and then began to wander. There was fucking and sucking EVERYWHERE! It was a two-story house and every room had something going on. There were slings in the garage, along with glory hole booths. There were folks fucking on the deck. Bedrooms were being used for orgy scenes and the walk-in closets were dark hideaways for quickies. I was overwhelmed. I was also so fucking turned on by the scene! Leather daddies and bears and jocks Everywhere I looked. Harnesses, chaps, jocks, caps, hoods-- you name it, I saw it. I was rather modestly decked out in a borrowed harness, jockstrap, and combat boots. Eventually I managed to get my courage up (after a few beers) and I sucked a few guy's cocks in the garage area. I also found a guy willing to sneak into a gloryhole booth with me-- where after a bit of coaxing I bent over and took his raw cock. This guy came quickly, and then said "Dude, don't tell my boyfriend we did this. We agreed that we wouldn't fuck raw tonight." One fuck was all it took. Now that my pump was primed, I was horny and ready to go for more cock! My only problem is that I was sorta shy when it came to getting fucked. I liked it to be just one-on-one, and most of the house was wide open to voyeurs. So I ended up wandering around a lot. During my wanderings, I kept passing by the stairway to the basement which was open, but roped off. There was a red light on down there, but I couldn't tell much beyond that. When I bumped into my fuckbuddy who got me on the party list, I asked him about the basement. "Oh, that's a special fuck dungeon and it's by invitation only.". I asked who did the inviting, and it was the host (whom I hadn't officially met yet). So I asked my buddy if maybe he could wangle me another invite. "Man, I don't know if you want that. It gets pretty hard core down there." I said I'd come this far, why stop now? He said he'd look into it for me. After that I wandered a bit more, sucked some more cock, and then eventually wandered upstairs. In the bedroom many guys were fucking on the bed and there was a guy getting fisted in a portable sling. I stood next to a hot, leather daddy who was in chaps and a harness. I'd noticed this particular daddy all night so far, but he aleays just seemed to be watching. We watched the fisting together and jacked a bit. Eventually I leaned in close and asked if he liked to fuck. He said yeah. I reached down, grabbed his cock, and said "I want this in me, but I like it a bit more private." He led me to the walk-in closet which was pitch dark. I could hear two other guys going at it in there, and the smell of poppers and ass was intoxicating. Daddy shoved me down and I started sucking his cock. It was a thick, uncut 7 incher and I was really enjoying it. Then he spun me around and started eating my ass. "Mmm, tastes like you've already taken a load tonight," he grunted. I said I had. He then said he was gonna fuck some more into me. But before he did, he said he needed to lube me up some more. He fumbled around behind me for a bit, then I felt a small tube slide up my ass. Then he squirted the "lube" in me. Then he positioned his cock behind me while i took a hit of poppers. Then he started fucking me. Hard. After about 5 minutes of fucking, I started to feel funny. Light headed. Disoriented. At first I figured it was the beer and poppers, and having my head down while being bent over and fucked. But it got worse. Soon my arms and legs got really heavy and lethargic and I was so tired I couldn't keep my eyes open. Top daddy had a firm grip on my hips and was still fucking me. Then I blacked out. After that, the details of the night are really hazy. The next thing I remember is seeing a red lightbulb glowing above me, while I was getting both holes fucked in a sling. I can remember feeling a cock thrusting in and out of my mouth and feeling a cock thrusting into my ass. At the time I thought it was one cock and found it odd that it was able to fuck me in two places. The next thing I remember was seeing all these hovering faces around me. They were grinning and saying things, but it sounded like I was under water. There was just a rushing in my ears and everything was so foggy and thick. I foun the rocking motion of the sling quite soothing. I lost all track of time. Everything seemed to be in slow motion, but every time I looked down toward my feet, I would see a different face hovering there. And I could feel the slapping of hips against my ass, but it felt like it was coming from miles away. Everything was so heavy- my head. My arms. My legs. At one point I knee thinking that I needed to escape and I tried to sit up. But several hands pushed me back down and then kindly fed me more poppers. Then there is another blank stretch in my memory. The next time I came around I knew what was going on. I was in the dungeon, in a sling, and being gang banged. There were only 4 guys in the room at this point, one of them was my fuckbuddy. "Dude, what's going on? What's happening to me?" I asked-- even though I really knew. "You said you were looking for an invite to the basement. I guess the host took a liking to you-- mainly because you're such a novice. But he figured you might balk at getting knocked up by a ton of guys, so he... Sorta helped you along." "You mean he drugged me?? Fuck this!! Get me out of here!" I begged. "Why? It's too late. The party's nearly over and 20 guys have already taken their turn and cum in your hole. You might as well just let these last few finish up." I stopped fighting. 20 guys had used my ass as their cumdump?? As I laid there, I felt the guy fucking me stiffen and groan an I knew that load 21 was shooting into me. I asked my buddy for some more poppers, and let the remaining three (my fuckbuddy included) use my ass. I watched them each take a turn, but it was like I was watching someone else get fucked. When my buddy finished up inside me, he helped me down out of the sling, and supported me while I climbed the stairs. He tossed me onto one of the fuckbeds in rhe first floor bedroom and told me to sleep it off. The next thing I remember is waking up in late morning with a chalky mouth, a splitting headache, and a supremely sore ass. It also felt like I needed to take a shit something fierce. I stumbled to the bathroom and sat down. And I swear a pint of cum ran out of my ass. It just kept flowing out of me, burning my raw asshole as it dribbled out. I dressed quickly after that and drove myself that long 2 hour drive home. The whole time freaking out about being drugged... And raped. And used raw by that many guys. And I had paid $20 for it too. Of course I also got hard thinking about it and gave my load to a stall wall in a rest area on the way home.

I Like to Ride my Bicycle! I was singing, "I like to ride my bicycle, I like to ride it well!", at the top of my lungs. Singing helped me get over long days at the hospital. Fucking drama man. Ain't that why I like guys so much? The ones I like best are manly, absent of drama and adventurous. Whatever, still gotta earn me some dough. So I was pedaling my skinny, tall, white hairy ass home so I could chill the rest of the night. 4 days off in a row...nice thing about Nursing is the random days off. As I was turning towards my street a buff Latino on a steel frame bike, in full on racing gear zoomed near me. Shit! Hot! I whistled out loud and hadn't even given it a second thought. He looked back and saluted me, then kept at his pace. Wow! A salute back. That's rare. I never give guys attention, but being exhausted from work can make me feel drunk. I just whistled....just paying a compliment. Moreover, I needed new friends. I had decided to go full on guy-guy and was not having luck. Sure, 6ft tall, 175lbs and moderately hairy has been in style these past years...for most girls. Guys, well, they vary greatly in there likes. One nighters were a dime a dozen. I'd been fucked, fucked others and even done some glory hole adventures. It just...wasn't cutting it. My guys were not a dime a dozen. That night I had just found out I was HIV neg. I was, well, relieved. My past actions would point to the possibility of being converted. I read a shit load of stealthing stories, chem/poz fiction and I tend to try and follow through. I get it, we should not get the bug. I didn't want the bug, I wanted the sex and sleazy shit that came with it. I decided to celebrate the negativity and open up good beer, have a steak and smoke some dope. God I love pot. Best sex is just on weed bro. After cleaning up after dinner I decided to take out the trash. I just had shorts on and the night was cool enough to make my nipples stand at attention. Of course, if you could see them underneath my fur. Fuck! I was wasted, high and horny. I decided to get back in my pad and pass out on the couch. KNOCK, KNOCK. Who the fuck could that be? I went to the door and looked outside. I saw about 7-10 guys, on their bikes, their lights on and circling in the street...laughing and chatting it up. Who the....? What the...? Suddenly, the Latino jumped out of the bushes. -Que hay guey? -Nothing man. You all out for a ride? -Pues si, chaval. You should come join us? Gotta work tomorrow? -Naw, I have the dia libre. -Shhhh man. Awesome. Get dressed. We'll wait. Wear full gear. I ran back in and was almost hyperventilating. Who are these guys? My age? Fit cyclists, all races from what I could tell. Several with beards and tats. I was in disbelief. My dick got hard. I said to myself, just chill man. Show them you enjoy riding and then find those who like an otter, versatile bottom. I put on my Lycra shorts, a long-sleeved jersey, my helmet and got some water. I was suited up and went outside with my bike. They all whistled at me. I laughed. I said: -Alright man, sorry about earlier. You just looked good. -No worries guey. We are just giving you shit. If you ride well tonight, we induct you into the group. Here take this pill first. I will.... -No way man. No drugs. Work reasons. They all busted up laughing and circled me with their bike. The latino's tat said, "Julio". Julio replied: -Relax, it keeps u hard for hours. Just a joke. Won't show up en una prueba de drogas. Well, I thought, that was true. So I shoved it down with a drink from Julio's water bottle. Once I did that, something odd occurred. The circling stopped abruptly. Julio and I were in the center. One of the bearded hotties came up from behind and took (what I would consider) a knife and slit my shorts about two inches in the rear. The same boy bent me over and shoved a tubular insert up my ass and squeezed hard. It felt like...lube. Alright, odd. But hey, let's see where this leads. The bearded guy, Mark, said: -Get on your bike and let's ride! -WAIT! I want JJ to get off a bit first. ...Julio shouted. I was getting kind of hot and horny. Although I may not have stated it blatantly, but this was a dream come true for me. Julio told me to take a couple more swigs from his water bottle and then Julio said. -Truth or dare? -Dare, I replied. -Turn your bike up vertically. Take your bike seat and stimulate your pussy hole with it. Stimulate my pussy hole? Who the fuck were these dudes? What was I getting into? I love getting my ass teased. It's better than getting fucked...almost better. I did what Julio asked. The men whistled and commented: -Shit, that hole is gonna get wrecked. -Look at the fur on that bubble butt. Let's get that dripping!! -Julio, Can we play with it a bit first before we ride? We were still in my neighborhood, but it was late and no one was on the street. Plus, the guys were covering me. I guess Julio said yes and I felt several spanks. Then a couple of fingers in my hole. I was as hard a a rock. Julio said: -Ok. Venga, vamanos! They all got on their seats as did I. I felt a bit dizzy and fuzzy. I turned and looked at Julio. I must have looked worried and he said: -Bro, no worries. The water had GHB. Breathe deeply and enjoy the ride. We'll take care of u. We all cuidar de todos en nuestro club. Then we are gonna make you cum over and over again. He smiled. He had tats everywhere and a hairy chest. I trusted him from then on. Julio told me to pick a good destination point. I knew the river would be perfect and it had small beach-like inlets if there were any plans to do some skinny dipping. I had finally counted them and we were 10 in total. Many had biohazard tattoos. I knew what that meant and I knew no one had condoms. If what Julio said was true, that they all took care of each other, then I didn't care. I bet I looked like a pussy with my eyes all dreamy and falling for each one of them. Damn drugs. Julio must have known what he was doing. The cool wind, the lube and the previous penetrations made my hole tingle. I wanted cum and I wanted it bad. We made it to my favorite spot. They all had some sort of bag and they busted out liquor, poppers, music speakers and some other tools I couldn't make out. Julio opened up the party with: -Ok chicos. Let's fuck this guy and fuck him good. I want rigs ready, music playing and liquor flowing. Let's show him how much we need another hole. Guess who started? Mark. He bent me over against a log and started rimming me. I felt a another guy stretch out my arm and say: -Hey man, Mark's tongue feel good to you? I moaned . . . -Cool! I'll take that a a yes. I'm Stu. What's your name? -JJ. All my friends call me JJ. -Nice JJ. Ever done Tina? I shook my head no and moaned. Mark was going deeper with his tongue and adding additional lube as he went. I felt wet, loose and gooooood. -Well, it'll hit you hard at first. Afterwards, you'll go all night long. Ready? I moaned and shook my head yes. He took the arm, tied it up and found a vein. I don't remember the needle, but I coughed hard and rocked against the log. I took a deep breath and heard: -Oh yeah, nice and wet. I'm going in deep. Mark plunged his dick into my wet and cushy hole. Stu whipped out his 8 incher and shoved it in my mouth. I felt like a king. I could hear the other guys playing around and sucking each other off. Mark liked to plunge deep and slow and then speed up quickly every now and then. Stu's dick leaked precum onto my taste buds. I moaned in complete pleasure. Mark said: -Oh baby. Your pussy feels so good. I wish you could see how your pussy flesh hugs my cock and is getting pulled in and out with my dick. Stu was groaning. He said: -Dude, Mark, this guy loves to suck cock. Wait till you feel this! My ass felt no pain. I felt in sync with the rhythm of Mark's fucking. Then Mark started groaning and Julio whispered in my ear: -Mark is gonna cum up you good. He shoots huge loads. He helps our pussies get wet so the rest of us get a well-used hole. Shoot Mark! Mark grunted deeply and slowed. I could feel his dick pulse and quiver in my hole. Stu pulled his dick out of my mouth and went behind Mark. He put his hand near my hole and plugged it as Mark pulled out. Stu said: -Keep that juice in. Stu slid his 8 incher in and yelled, "Fuuuuuuuck!" I guess he liked it. By this time my hole felt a little numb and the flesh just gave into Stu's size. Julio moved over and took out an uncut, hooded big dick. I smiled and he offered me normal water first. I gulped it down. Julio took two fingers and opened my mouth and said: -Nos llevamos bien, no? We get along, right? -Yes sir. He put his uncut cock at my lips and I started making oral love to that cock. Stu screamed and came in my ass. He pulled out and a black guy came up and smiled. He said: -Hey man. I'm Marcus. Julio, hold him steady. Julio suggested we get a towel and flip me over onto the ground. He was looking out for me, just like he said. Julio laid a towel on the ground and picked me up and guided me down. Julio squatted over my face and placed his ass crack on my mouth. I rimmed him like there was no tomorrow as Jerry slid his dick in. By this point, a hairy hole to lick and a big dick up my ass was just what I needed. I was flat on my back and that let me rest. Again, the crew was watching out for me. Marcus' dick was def working the other cum loads into my flesh. I was still hard from the blue pill. A head popped into my view and said: -What up slut?!? I'm Sam. He was white, bearded, tats on his shoulders & biceps. A thick pelt covered his chest. After his introduction he went to down on my 7 incher. I had so much stimulation happening, I was moaning like crazy. Marcus thrust deeper and slowed. He said: -Deep, deep in your pussy. Fuuuuuck. I tried to squeeze my worn sphincter around his cock. I just couldn't. It was worn loose. I was still going tongue deep into Julio. Marcus pulled out and Sam took his place. Sam called for a pipe and he blew some clouds and then told Julio to suck my dick while a new guy, Cole, came over and worked the pipe for me. Cole lit the bowl and blew a couple of clouds into my open mouth. This just made me looser and I realized I was in heaven. I could feel Sam's cock and see his face over Julio's bobbing head on my rod. Sam was smiling and looking at his dick massage my hole. Sam said: -Man, Marcus did a number on you hole. It's so sloppy and loose right now. You can just see your pussy pushing in and out, craving my dick! Cum is leaking everywhere. Having fun? I just smiled and grabbed Sam's hairy chest. Just as I curved upwards to kiss him I felt my cock bulge and thicken. Julio must have noticed too because he pulled off and grabbed Cole. Cole had put down the pipe and was completely naked except for his boots and socks. He squatted over my shaft and sat down on it. I felt warm and the thrust of Sam's dick. Sam angled upward and Cole started humping my wood. I could feely cum load building. -Here he goes everyone! Sam, you close??? Sam moaned and I felt him pause in his thrusts. As soon as he did, Cole sped up his cock riding and I felt my insides explode up his already lubed hole. -Damn! He feels great!!! I haven't had a neg load from this group for ages. Glad it is your last. His eyes met mine and he leaned in and gave me a sweaty kiss as I shuddered during the last moments of my orgasm. Cole is a "Grade A" twink with a stiff cock. He jumped up and slid his dick in my hole. Cole said: -Wow, what a hole to breed. You know, I've been the main bottom for awhile. I'm excited to have a brother to share with the gang. We are gonna love swapping loads. You ready for my poz load son? -Yeah Cole. Load me up with the gang's strains. I need you all with me. I wanna carry you all with me...forever. Cole pounded his fists on my chest and facial grimaced hard. He gave two quick pumps and sighed and just collapsed on top of me. In contrast to his limp body his hard cock pumped a full 4 muscle spasms into my worked out hole. Cole gradually came to and pulled his body off of me. He was dripping with sweat and smiling. By this time Julio started to seem inpatient. He lined up what he called the: -Finishing Crew. Meet Daniel, Claudio and Polo. They are gonna make you drip buckets of cum. Cole might leave a drop for you. Daniel came over and set up a rig. Claudio leaned his cock into my ass. He was a burly and masculine 6 foot tall guy. He leaned in and kissed me. He easily distracted me from Daniel setting up the rig. I barely felt a needle go in as a warm surge hit me and Claudio leaned in deeply and kept me from coughing. He reached back with his right hand and directed his cock up a fleshy nest. I was flying way too high and loved it more than anything. My dick was throbbing and getting a ton of stimulation from Claudio's chest. He rubbed me deeply with his pecs and fucked me slowly, but surely. Fuck, this guy was a love bug. He cuddled and shoved deep thrusts. As he did, again, I felt warmth from below. We both came at the same time. I leaned into his gently-pulling-away kiss and fell backwards, panting. Julio came over with water and Cole came in to clean up. Licking every inch of my thighs and balls. He moved to my chest as I guzzled water. Julio just stared deep into my eyes and rubbed my head, saying: -Calmate chico, estamos aca contigo. Ya no estaras solo. (Relax man. You aren't alone anymore.) Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit. I thought. I am in this group deep. What am I man, a new gang member? I loved it. Polo came up with a huge boner. He smelled musky and I noted he had two bio tattoos on either shoulder. He looked at me deeply. He took a towel and wiped my face with cool water. He went down on my blue-pilled-penis and made sure it was also clean. He slid a fucking 8-9 incher in my hole and rubbed all up and down my sides as he rocked gently back and forth. He breathed nice and steadily. Julio came over with a joint. -Ahhhh, my favorite. I said. Julio smiled and lit it up. Polo moved in a more grinding manner as Julio and I smoked the joint and I gave into the huge dick stretching me out further. Polo breathed quicker and quicker and shuttered. He moaned and thrusted twice. He looked up as if he had just come up for air. He said: -I prefer to be the called "The Polishers". -I can attempt to put in a good recommendation with the leader. I said quickly and winked at Polo. Polo smiled back. Julio frowned and said: -Daniel. Get the fuck over here and breed this slut. Daniel obeyed and quickly lined up. God, I love big-dicked bears. What can I say? Daniel's physical stature far outweighed me and his presence just brought lust to my eyes. He placed his dick in my hole and I moaned. His belly rubbed against my dick and Julio brought over some lube for my dick. He got me all wet and Daniel leaned in with his beard and kissed me hard. He thrust evenly and rhythmically. I loved how he would pull out and tease my hole a bit. I am sure it was easy to slide in and out by this time. Daniel was verbal too. -God bro. Your hole is so slutty right now. It's a pussy out of fucking control. You have had so many different strains tonight. You are gonna be pozzed for sure. I prefer to be called "The Polishers" as well. You know why? I nodded no. -Because we get the job done. I don't take meds. You get whatever concentration the virus is right now. Are you ready to get converted my son? I nodded yes. Daniel moved quickly and thrust about 20 times hard with full on rectal wall hitting and prostate jolting. He came on the 20th and I came his thumping aftershocks. It was an unexpected thing. Julio patted Daniel on the back and said: -Okay every one. Back home. Let's get him home. I was in no mood to bicycle back home. I needed to breathe air for a minute and bask in the glory of the night's light. Julio got me dressed and gave me a hoody to keep me warm. We slowly got back to my pad and all the guys gave me a hug, a kiss, some butt pats and one nicely placed finger. My hole was wet and had obviously dripped on the way back home. Daniel pulled out his finger, licked it and said: -Thanks JJ. We'll be in touch. Julio walked me into my apartment. He had gone to get some water in my kitchen and came back and asked if I wanted to shower. I agreed and he asked where I kept towels. I showed him. We took a shower together and he suggested a joint afterwards. I agreed. We sat on my bed and just laid there chatting about the night. After we recounted Mark, Stu, Marcus, Cole, Sam, Daniel, Claudio and Polo's loads I said: -Wait. You haven't bred me. Why? His hand slapped against my mouth and he looked at me intensely and said: -Because I needed you all to myself pendejo. He brought out his strength and held my naked body down. He was already aroused and lifted my legs straight up at 90 degrees. He bent his elbow and used his body weight to anchor me on the bed. I slightly winced as he entered. He smiled and stated: -I like a little struggle. At first, well, I thought he was just joking. But then, he gave a bit of a frown when he saw I did not get it. Then it clicked; I resisted back. He felt my push and was caught off guard by my strength. He easily pushed back and said: -No way man, I got you where I want you. He pulled his huge dick in and out of my hole and braced his head on my forehead while bringing it down every now and then to kiss me. He loved I fought back a bit. He got off on it. So I dug down deep and grunted and pushed him hard. He did not get lose his grip, but his eyes met mine and he stared straight into me. He shuddered two times. He grabbed my hard dick. He said: -Can you handle poppers? I nodded yes and said: -Only if we get to smoke again afterwards. He nodded yes. He pulled them out and brought it down to my nose. I took two sniffs and he stopped. He kept the poppers there and slapped my head. I continued to breathe regularly while he shoved it up my nostril. He switched sides and did the same. I went whirling. He took four sniffs and slammed me hard. I felt him shove super deep. He grimaced and then looked down with all wide eyes and said: -I'm close man. You want it? He rocked my ass back and forth. I begged: -Please Julio. Fill me up man. I jacked off hard and needed some time to get there, but then came Julio's thrusts and they all hit my prostate. I had no time to prepare for the oncoming load shooting from my piss slit and the cum hit my open mouth. Julio grunted and pulsed a huge load up my sore ass. He grabbed my load and fed it to me. Afterwards, he rolled off to my side. We lit a joint. Smoked it. And slept.

I met Troy at one of the local bars. He was a hot kid of around 25, only a few years older than me. He was medium height, very slender, but still muscular. In fact, we were about the same height and build. We struck up a conversation and he suggested we go to his place. Although I was hoping for some sex between us, I learned at his place that he was a bottom as was I. We could exchange blow jobs but what I really wanted was to be fucked. We got naked and started making out, but I passed out. I learned later that Troy slipped a heavy dose of G in my drink. When I came to, I was face up and spread-eagle tied to a bed. Standing over me was a sexy biker-type about 40 years of age and built like a brick shit house. “This is a hot boy you recruited for us Troy. Good going. “ Then, to me, he said “How’d you like to join our fuck club? We need another bottom boy. Troy’s the only regular we got right now and we’re wearing out his hole. You like to be fucked boy?” Not answering, I said “Why am I tied down?” The biker said “If you join our club, this is a taste of what you’ll get. You’ll be our bondage fuck toy. We’ll own your hole and you’ll submit to whatever we want to do with it. Does that appeal to you?” While I always fantasized about the bondage and leather scene I was afraid to pursue it. I liked what the biker said but I yielded to my cautious nature and said, “I don’t think so.” At that point, the biker lit a cigarette and brought his face close to mine. “I think I can convince you.” He started stroking my cock. I looked down and discovered that my pubic hair had been shaved, just as Troy’s. The biker kissed me deeply and I had a raging hard-on in short order. The biker said, “You say ‘no’ but your cock says ‘yes.’ If I milk you to orgasm that seals the deal and you’re our new bottom. If you don’t cum, you can go home.” The biker continued to stroke my cock and kiss me. I tried not to cum, but the scene turned me on like never before. I ejaculated a huge load. “Good boy,” the biker said. The biker then placed a collar around my neck. The biker and Troy took me to the clubhouse. I went willingly though apprehensively. The clubhouse was located in the warehouse district in the basement of what looked like an abandoned building. Once inside I surveyed the scene. The room was a dungeon, replete with sling, fuck tables, and bondage equipment. There were about 10 guys in the room, all biker or ex-con types. All were rough looking but sexy as hell. The biker said “Now comes the initiation. We’ll teach you how to be a good bottom slut. From now on, you’ll do as you’re told.” I was introduced to Tina for the first time in my life and was I ever ready to be royally fucked. The biker whispered to me “Are you negative boy?” I replied in the affirmative. He said “Not after tonight. We’re all positive and by tomorrow you will be too. “ I was so high from the Tina that I didn’t care. The biker said, “I’m going to bareback your ass first. Nothing turns me on more than a conversion scene.” He took me to a private room off the dungeon and I had the fuck of my life. The biker alternated between tenderness and rough play. At times he would kiss me while gently fucking then he’d turn me on my hands and knees, spank my ass hard, and rough fuck me. He liked to smoke and blow his smoke in my mouth while we kissed, saying “You’re going to get my cum, my spit, my piss, and the smoke from my lungs. I’m going to thoroughly mark you boy.” And he did all of that. After what must have been 90 minutes he came and I could tell it was a massive load. He brought his face close to mine and whispered “You’ve just been pozzed. I’m your AIDS daddy. I’m in your blood forever now boy. “ He then milked me for the second time that night, saying “You’ll cum on command.” Which I did. After that, he turned me over to the other tops and I was fucked for the rest of night, mostly strapped in the sling. Troy’s ass was well used that night too. At times, I was replenished with Tina. The next morning, with the tops sleeping, I snuggled up to Troy who was resting on a mattress in the corner. He said “Welcome to the club.” We made out for awhile and then I moved to felch his ass, which was ample with cum. He then proceeded to felch my ass. We then kissed with our cummy mouths for a long time. He pointed out a biohazard tattoo on his ass cheek and said “You’ll get one too this morning. One of the tops is a tattooist.” Troy was right. My ass cheek was tattooed that morning. Other tattoos and piercings came later. The biker really meant it when he said the club owned my ass. From that point onward, I needed to be available whenever I wasn’t at work. My ass was pimped out a few times a week to help pay the rent on the clubhouse. I was thoroughly indoctrinated into the BDSM scene. My life was never the same.

After he had left his latest load inside my ass, my B/F almost shyly told me a fantasy of which he had been thinking, namely that he wanted to see me getting fucked by someone else and to join in when he was excited enough. Without mentioning that I had had similar thoughts, I replied I was game, and asked if he thought he could set it up. "Yeah, I think I can" he answered. A few days later, on a Wednesday, I received a text from him, asking if I really want to do what we talked about. I replied “If it’s about you wanting to pimp me out, hell, yes!” Two day later, around 3:00 o'clock on Friday afternoon, he sent me another text asking how much free time I had that weekend. I replied my entire weekend was clear. He responded saying he couldn't set it up for my place, but he had set-it up for a local hotel, providing the time, address and room number, and instructing me to meet him there. While this was certainly an unusual set of instructions, I drove to the hotel, and having gathered-up my nerves, I took a deep breath, then another, and finally got out of my car and entered the hotel. As I rode the elevator up to the floor, my mind was racing, wondering if he really had some waiting for me, or was he teasing me, and did he just want to fuck me somewhere different for a change? Arriving at his room, he answered my knock, and no sooner had we exchanged pleasantries, I dropped to my knees, pulled-out his cock, and sucked him for a few minutes. Before long, however, he stopped me, which both surprised and disappointed me, and told me he wanted to set things up. I glance over to the bed and notice that there are nylon straps with Velcro cuffs lying on the corners. He had expressed a fantasy of fucking me while I was tied but had never actually acted on it. I was beside myself. I heard his phone beep, he checked it and told me to strip but leave my underwear on. The cuffs were comfortable but kept me securely in place, spread eagle, face down. Once in place I struggled as he suggested, as if I wouldn’t have anyway. Once he was satisfied I couldn’t get free, he climbed on the bed and I felt him teasing my hole with his cock. I gasped as he slipped inside me and I took a deep breath as he slowly worked his cock completely inside my ready ass. He slowly pulled out then began a slowly building rhythm which I had been dreaming about since his text. As his stroking continued and built slowly, I was beside myself and pulled against my bonds. As he approached the pace that usually meant he was within a few minutes of cumming, he asked me if I was ready. “Oh God! Yessss, Give me that cum!” He slowed and stopped, buried deep inside me. I was beside myself in ecstasy, thinking that he had just bred me. He slowly pulled out of me and left me there wondering if he had bred me or simply teased me. My mind wandered back to his original text, so I asked. He said he had indeed made arrangements. He pointed out the camera sitting on the dresser in the room. That convinced me he had something in mind. I finally asked, since I wasn’t feeling anything running down my scrotum. He told me that I would get his cum when the time came. He asked me once more if I was sure I wanted him to ‘pimp’ me out. I responded that I was here, I let him tie me down, that I was as ready as I was going to get. His phone beeped again. “Okay, let’s get ready.” He stepped over to the dresser, reached into his bag and pulled out a sizable penis gag. I opened and accepted the gag plug and almost got hard as I felt him cinch the strap tight. He asked yet again if I was ready for this, all I could do was manage a muffled 'yes'. He then leaned in close and told me the first guy was on his way up. I couldn't believe it. It was finally happening! I was about to get fucked with my B/F watching, and he had set it up! The moment arrived. My B/F and the new guy spoke briefly, and then the new guy climbed onto the bed. He ran his hands over my ass then plunged his cock into me, and pounded my ass, cumming within about ten strokes. I was almost disappointed that he had cum so quickly. I heard him pulling his pants up and then the door close. I was hoping he wasn’t my B/F’s big 'pimp out' hope and frankly I expected my B/F to climb on the bed to fuck me himself, but then I realized suddenly something warm was dripping down my scrotum. I had just been fucked raw. I tensed up. Up till then I had only been fucked bare by my B/F. I started struggling and trying to get his attention. His phone beeped again. “Hmmmm, that’s the fifth response so far,” he commented, adding “Oh, by the way, there are three guys on their way up. I hope you’re ready, and in case you're wondering, I’ve booked this room till Monday.” His phone beeped again. “I didn’t mention,” he added, “The ad I ran said I had a cum dump willing and ready to take any and all loads up his ass.”

I"m a high school teacher and this man's behavior disgusts me. I'm no prude (i'm on this site)..but all teachers, under law, are mandated reporters and have a responsibility to protect all minors--so yes, his job is relevant even if the student in question wasn't his. As someone who truly and appropriately loves his job and also enjoys sexual liberation, stories like this trouble me because it makes it harder for guys like me who separate work and play to make the case that out private lives should have no bearing on our jobs.

Been chatting with a young black college stud with a 9 inch cock, safe only. Finally found time to have him over. After some making out and sucking, I was grinding my hole on his cock. He reach over for a condom; I only had regular size trojans. Rolled one on, and his cock was so thick the condom cut off his circulation. After trying to stay hard, he said fuck it and tossed the condom aside. He was immediately hard, and I started grinding my hole on his cock again. He pushed forward, impaling me on his cock. I took every inch and he fucked me in every position. When I was riding him, he told me he was ready to cum, so I made sure to take every inch and not let his cock leave my hole. He released a hug volley deep inside me while I drenched his chest. Now I'm ready for more.

Got 3 loads from a huge cut black guy I met at a bar last night...huge was in every way..he was 14 in when hard and almost 4 in in width...my spincter is spread wide open today..but it was awesome getting fucked by a huge balck dude..been a fantasy of mine for a long time...and I could feel the cum shoot way up inside me....he is poz ..undetectable and I still have te cum in me....my spincter is streched wide open today....it looks like a whores pussy..lol....walking like gay man who got fucked hard all nigh today...lol

A true cumdump isn't picky. He exists for "no loads refused" use and offers up his pussy to anyone to get the sperm. It's the top's right, though, to determine who uses the cumdump whore for group and public use.

"Damn, that's sweet!" Jesse said. "As piggy as you are, there's a passion you have for sex and I've seen it in the things you've done with all 5 of us. If you gave Gianni the first time he never had, I'm sure you'll make my first time special! Fuck me the way Gianni fucked you, but if my inner freak is released, don't be surprised if I ask you to pound my hole!" "Now, it all makes sense!" Curtis declared. "Jesse put into words what I've always known to be true about you. All these years, I knew you were skilled at eatin and fuckin ass, but there was always something more. It's the passion and I've never found it so strong in anybody but you!" "Let me explain something about what you call my passion." I said. "It takes inspiration to bring out the passion in me. Actually, it's an expression of an intimate connection. Curtis, from the first time I met you at the rest stop, you were much more than an ass to eat, fuck and felch. The way you acted with me, the way you responded to me, it was more than mere sex. Honestly, all 5 of you make me feel an intimate connection that's beyond sex." "Damn, you hit the nail right on the head!" Jesse exclaimed. "Every other guy we've hooked up with here and in Brooklyn saw us only as cocks and asses. You see us not just as men, but as men you enjoy being with and I think it's obvious that we all see you as a man we enjoy being with. From day 1, the 5 of us have been a close knit group and while we've had fun with others, they never were able to share our bond. What I'm trying to say, Eliot, is that you're the only man who gets us! Yes, he falls in love at the drop of a hat, but I can see why Donelle is crushin on you. From now on, our trips down here will be a family reunion and if you ever reconsider movin back to Brooklyn, you'll have a home and a job waitin for you!" "My whole life, I've always wanted a brother," I said, "and in a few short hours, I have 5 of the sweetest, sexiest brothers! As tempting as the offer is, I'm settled here and I like the climate like I like my men, hot and sweaty! Of course, the 5 of you could always move down here. Granted, there are no brownstones here and the houses are so close you can hear the neighbors fart, but you'll never see another snowflake and you'll have me!" "That is something to consider," Jesse said, "but all this serious stuff has gotten us off track. My butt cherry has never been riper! In other words, it's time for you to fuck me! Curtis, get us some lube and you can cheer us on from the sofa! Eliot, get your tongue up my ass and let me suck your cock before it pops my cherry!" Seconds later, Jesse had my cock in his mouth and my tongue was teasing his brown pucker. As expected, his hole was tight, but it tasted so sweet and once I got my tongue in, it was so responsive. Jesse was an expert cocksucker, deepthroating me quickly and using his tongue to lick my balls. Little by little, I got my tongue deeper in Jesse's hole, sucking and gently nibbling. Pulling his ass off my mouth and my cock from his mouth, Jesse shouted, "Curtis, you were right. No man eats ass the way Eliot does. I was close to cumming from his magic tongue! Grab a shard of meth and stick it up my butt. Let me lube your cock and my ass, then fuck me like Gianni fucked you!" Taking a shard from the bag on the nightstand, I inserted it in Jesse's hole. Jesse squirted a generous amount of lube on his hand, worked some into his ass and the rest onto my cock. I grabbed Jesse's legs and placed them on my shoulders. His virgin hole seemed to beckon me, but I wan't about to rush things. Gently, I inserted my index finger in his ass and felt his buttmuscles cling to it. "Oooh, yes!" He moaned. "That feels good!" I inserted a second, a third. "Fuck me, Eliot! I need to have your cock in me!" Not needing to be told twice, I removed my fingers from his hole and positioned my cock there. In a few seconds, I managed to squeeze my cockhead in. "Ouch! It hurts, but not enough that I want you to stop!" Suddenly, the door opened. To be continued.

Football uniforms. Put me in the middle of a football lockerroom -- college, NFL, high school, I don't care -- then I'll be overwhelmed in a very good way. Aside from enjoying watching the game (I really am a fan), I've had one experience with a football player. Years ago as a sports photographer for a newspaper in Florida (before I even came out), I was assigned to shoot photos of a local high school quarterback for a Sunday feature story. It's just me and him at the field, it's September, we're both sweaty. He's in a white jersey and light gold football pants (incredibly tight, and obviously without a jock strap), he's just dripping sweat out in the sun while we shoot photos. Long story short, I was looking for a reason to get him naked. I steer the convo toward his girlfriend and their sex life, he gets a very obvious hard-on as we're making chit-chat, I get even more flirty, and I end up sucking his dick while he shoots a load in my mouth as we stand under the goal posts in broad daylight on a Tuesday afternoon at a Catholic high school football field. Most amazing sex experience of my life, easily. And he was amazingly cool about it afterward.

Damn.... If that is the straw that breaks the camel's back.... I'm fucked... "He's ugly. Send his ass to jail." lol Ahh.. I love it.

After I graduated from college at the end of my senior year I embarked on what is easily the most boring road trip of all time. I had to drive my little car, from Orlando where I went to school all the way up to Rockledge, Illinois where my parents lived. I was transporting my books, papers and clothing, having sold the rest of my stuff on craigslist. So now was in my compact car full of boxes heading northward. I had decided to do the drive in three days instead of two like I had done when I moved to college, and so I spent the first night in Atlanta in a shitty hotel on the ring road. What with packing and graduating and the parties and everything I was completely exhausted by the time I got to the hotel that night, and promptly passed out right after dinner. Now being 22, 5’11” and 150lbs with short brown hair, a tight smooth swimmers body I tended to attract a lot of attention from men, a fact that I took full advantage of. During my four years at college I had gotten used to getting fucked at least five nights a week if not every night, and to be honest usually by a different guy each night. By the time I reached my hotel on the second night in Effingham, Illinois it was four days sense I had last been fucked and I was climbing the walls. I was already on Grindr before I got in the lobby of the hotel, rolling my suit case behind me. I walked up to the counter and gave the guy my name without looking at him, it wasn’t until he asked to see my ID that I looked up from scrolling through trolls and looked at him. He was reasonably handsome although older then I normally go for, he looked to be about thirty-five, sandy blond hair, broad shoulder, and a powerfully built frame. He took my Driver’s license, typed in whatever information he needed from it, and then handed me a key card without saying much of anything. “Alright Mr. Martin, you’re all set. Room 115, just down this hall, last room on the left.” He pointed down the hallway just past the counter and smiled a broad toothy smile. I took the car and nodded, heading back down the hallway, my attention already back on Grindr. The room was larger then I expected, with a nice queen sized bed at one end with a tv on a rotating stand across from it. An archway separated the bed at the far end of the room from the little sitting area composed of a single couch and a coffee table with a lamp and the bathroom. I dropped my suitcase next to the bed got out my laptop and sat down on the little couch. While I waited for my computer to boot up and connect to the hotel Wi-Fi I scrolled to the top of Grindr and refreshed the page. A new profile appeared right next to mine, one of those headless torso pictures. I don’t normally pay much attention to headless torsos, I usually think “what are you trying to hide,” but I was getting desperate so I clicked. He didn’t have his distance shown but he had to be close. The enlargement of his picture was hot though, showing not just his well-built blond haired chest but his flat stomach and deep pelvic v that made my mouth water a little. He listed no stats, which is normally another red flag for me, but I was so horny and he was one of the few decent looking guys from what I could see in a twenty mile radios so I clicked the message icon. Hey what’s up? I opened adam4adam on my computer and changed my city view to Effingham hoping to have better luck there. A few moments later my phone buzzed. I pulled Grindr back up and found a message from the headless torso. Just working. How are you? Alright. Just got into town. Bored n horny. I responded. His reply came before I put my phone down. This town sucks for guys. I’m always horny as fuck. LOL. Any more pics? He responded with a picture of a long fat cock nestled in a thick bush of light brown pubes a thin sliver of well toned abs and a thick blondish treasure trail visible at the bottom of the picture. Damn that’s a hot fucking cock. How big are you? Again his response came before I could put my phone down. 8.5 and thick. What are you into kid? Bottom, the rest is up for grabs. Nice, send me a pic of your ass. I pulled one up quickly on Grindr’s photo log and sent it. Hot. Face pic? I asked. This time his response took longer. In fact it didn’t come at all. Fucking flake, I thought, and pulled up some porn on my computer. I checked Grindr every once in a while is I jerked off and fingered my hole but he didn’t reply back for over an hour. Just as I was thinking I should just finish off and go to bed my phone buzzed again. It was a message for the headless torso who was still the closet guy to me. So you wanna get fucked tonight kid? Yeah. But I need to see a face pic. I sent back. A few moments later there was a knock on the door. I looked at the clock on my computer; it was ten o’clock at night, who the hell was knocking on the door. Shifting my boner so that it was tucked up into my waistband where it was mostly unnoticeable I walked over to the door. When I opened it I found the tall blond from the front desk standing there. He looked even bigger no that he wasn’t behind his desk, I noticed how broad his shoulders were and how massive his pecs appeared to be through the shirt. He looked like a beefy farm hand from a 1970’s porno. “You wanted a face pic?” I heard for the first time a slight country twang in his low voice. “What,” I stammered. “You said you needed to see a face pic before I got to pound that sweet ass of yours well here it is.” He was the headless torso, the front desk guy that I had barely glanced at when I came into the hotel. “Look I’m not really supposed to do stuff like this but I just got off my shift, so can I come in before the night shift guy sees me?” “Fuck, yeah, sure.” I said hurriedly. The massive hulk of a farm hand walked quickly into the room and I shut the door behind him. He smiled that broad toothy smile again and said, “Well I trust you like what you see.” “Yeah, you’re hot.” “Good, then why don’t you strip boy and show me that hot ass.” I pulled my t-shirt off, my heart pounding. I had had quick Grindr hookups before but never had I had a guy show up at my door without my having really invited him over and start to give me instructions. I hesitated for a moment before dropping my briefs and kicking them off. I now stood completely naked in front of the front desk clerk of the hotel I was staying in while he rubbed his boner through his trousers. “I’m Will,” he said and unbuttoned his shirt. His headless torso picture hadn’t been a lie, his body looked even better then in the picture. Now that I could see his perfectly round small brown nipples up close, and that thick blond hair, his bushy pits, the heavily veined and muscled arms I felt weak at the knees. “I’m Tyler,” I answered him, as he undid his belt and dropped his trousers a slightly yellowed jockstrap straining to contain his swelling cock. “Why don’t you get on your knees and suck my cock before we work it up your sweet ass.” He said rubbing his chest with one hand. I didn’t need to be told twice and quickly feel to my knees in front of him. I licked his cock head through his dirty jock tasting the salty taste of old sweat and piss on the fabric. This guy was a pig and I loved it. He brought the hand that wasn’t busy tweeking his own nipples down on the back of my head to hold me in place and moaned, “Go on and get my cock out boy.” I moved his jock aside and the fat mushroom headed cock he had sent me a picture of sprung out accompanied by two large cum laden balls. Not wasting another second I opened wide and swallowed his cock head. Will groaned pushing me down further, forcing more of his cock into my mouth. I gobbled as much of his cock as I could down into my mouth feeling it hit the back of my throat too soon. For a few minutes Will tried to force his cock further down my throat before pulling out and instructing me to lay on the bed with my head hanging off the edge. I had heard this command before and knew what was coming. I got up onto the bed and lay with my head off the end my mouth already open. “Good slut, you’re gonna get the pounding you need just wait.” He slid his cock into my open mouth and using the leverage and angle of my throat to his advantage began to throat fuck me, forcing his cock down my throat making me gag occasionally. Will pounded away as if my mouth were an ass, and I thought that if he fucked me half as hard as he was fucking my mouth I would be set for a week. Spit and precum dripped out of the corners of my mouth as he pounded my face, his balls slapping against my nose. I heard his breathing change and noticed that his balls were retracting slightly. Shit, I thought, he’s going to cum and not be able to fuck me. Just as I thought that his cock throbbed hard in my mouth and began to rocket cum down my throat. He pulled out till his head rested in my mouth shooting his load onto my tongue. It tasted sweet and salty just like his jock. Slowly he pulled out of my mouth and stepped back. I rolled over and looked at him a little sadly, he just smiled and said, “That wasn’t my only load kid, I haven’t even gone soft yet.” It was true his cock was still hard as a rock. “Lay on the bed normal will yah,” he instructed. I flipped around so my head was resting on the pillows laying on my back and he climbed onto the bed with me. Will moves so quickly I didn’t notice it happen, he suddenly was between my slightly parted legs his strong muscular hairy body over mine as he bent down to kiss me. He forced is tongue into my mouth and I quickly opened up for him. He pressed his chest against mine as we kissed, this was more tender and passionate then he had been. I didn’t really notice that he was slowly spreading his knees forcing my legs apart, in fact I didn’t notice what he was doing until he had managed to get my legs spread wide and his hands holding my hips as he rubbed his cock up and down my crack while he kissed me. I groaned into his mouth as he worked his cock closer and closer to my hole. Eventually I felt his warm wet cock head, slick with spit and more precum, press against my hole. He kept his mouth pressed to mine as he rubbed his cock more forcefully against my pucker. His kissing became rougher, more fanatic, and I was so distracted my his quick moving tongue that I completely forgot about his cock pressing against my hole until I suddenly felt his head press into my hole stretching my sphincter across it’s bulbous form. “Wait,” I gasped, feeling his cock sliding a little deeper into my hole, “I have condoms in my bag.” He pulled away from my a little so he could look me square in the face, still pressing his cock into my quivering hole, “I only fuck raw kid. You want this cock you take it as it is.” I hesitated, and he kept thrusting his fat cock into my hole, stretching me wide. I felt his cock head brush against my prostate and gasped, “Please fuck me,” I moaned. “Good boy,” he slid in the rest of the way, my dry hole pulling a little as he did. I couldn’t believe what I was doing, this stranger this man I had never met before was fucking me raw. Up until that moment I had only let my first boyfriend fuck me raw. I had forgotten how good a bare cock felt inside of me, but I hadn’t even asked his status. I was so conflicted between the values and rules I had set for myself, the risks I understood, and the insane amounts of pleaser that this man’s raw cock slowly pulling out of my hole was giving me. “Are you NEG,” I asked quietly. Will laughed, and said, “Doesn’t matter now, your hole’s full of my precum. I leak like a faucet you’ve seen that already.” It was true, when he had been throat fucking me I was astonished by the amount of precum he dripped in my mouth at times it had felt like almost a constant stream. “Do you want me to stop boy?” He flexed his cock inside of me as he spoke. When I hesitated he flexed his cock again pressing against my prostate and I gasped, “No, fuck me. Please, I need to get fucked so bad.” He smiled at me and started to slip in and out of my ass faster, his precum quickly lubing my hole for him. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the euphoria of having my hole used by this massive hulk of a man. Will pushed my legs into my chest giving himself more leverage to fuck down into my hole. I felt drops of sweat dripping onto me as his face and chest started to glisten. His breathing became erratic and I felt his thrust getting rougher he was going to cum in me, I could tell. After a few moments though his breathing returned to normal and he went pack to pounding me deep. “Man you hole feels so good on my raw cock,” he said, emphasizing the word raw as if reminding me of the choice I had made. I loved getting fucked, and I had had a lot of great tops but his cock did feel better inside of me. He was giving me more pleasure then I had had in a long time. My whole body seemed to be tingling, alive with electricity and my lust for Will and his cock grew. His breathing started to get ragged again as he long dicked me, pulling his cock completely out of my hole before slamming it back in to my now gaping sphincter. “I’m gonna cum soon,” he grunted on one of his body rocking inward thrusts. “Where do you want it,” he asked on the withdrawal. I thought for a moment, but I had already decided when I thought he was going to cum before that if I was getting raw fucked that I was at least going to get the reward. “In my hole, I want you to cum inside me.” “You sure?” “Yes, dump a load in me.” “I knew you were a slut bottom when I first saw you,” he said in one quick breath as he slammed into me again and unleashed his second load of the night into my twitching rectum. His cock throbbed as he came and we both held perfectly still. I realized that I was holding my breath after a moment, and just as he finished cuming we both exhaled slowly. We breathed together for a few long slow breaths before Will flexed his cock inside of me again and began to slowly fuck his cock into me again. “You can go again,” I said, surprised. He put his hands on my thighs pressing them into my chest, pinning me to the bed, “There’s plenty more POZ cum where that came from.” “POZ!” I almost shouted trying to push him off. “What are you trying to push me off for kid, you’ve already got two POZ loads in that sweet hole of yours and about a gallon of precum.” “Two,” I said with tears in my eyes. “Yeah I came in you once but just kept fucking.” So he had cum that first time. His cock brushed my prostate again as I struggled and I felt the euphoria wash over me. “I’m gonna cum at least three more times tonight,” he went on, “and they are all going in this hot little ass of yours one way or another.” He flexed his cock, “So we can either do this the easy way or,” another flex of his cock, “the hard way. What do you say kid, you wanna take these loads like the good slut I know you are or am I going to have to make you take them.” I was panting from his slow fucking and flexing his cock against my prostate, it took me no time to think of my answer. “Fuck your loads into me. I want everything you can give me.” After a few long moments he bent low and kissed me, wrapping his arms around my body. Then he reared back, and swinging his legs out, flipped us both over so that he was now laying flat on his back and I was sitting astride him with his still hard cock in my ass. “How about you milk the next one from my cock.” I rode his cock till he unloaded inside of me again, and then he flipped me over doggy style. After that it was a blur as he pounded my hole all around the hotel room, sometimes bending me over the little sofa or pressing me up against the door. Five loads later we passed out on the bed his cock still buried deep inside my now leaking, puffy, fuck battered hole. The next morning I awoke to the feeling of Will sliding his cock, which had slipped out during the few hours sleep that we got when it finally went down, back into my hole. I pressed my ass back against his cock, having completely given myself over to him and his toxic loads. He sank balls deep and holding onto my hips kept me still as he kissed the back of my neck. I suddenly felt a huge warmth inside of me and realized that Will was pissing inside of my ruined hole. I had heard about people doing this but always thought it way too extreme but now that I felt the flood of piss warming my guts is wondered how I ever could have thought so. “Good slut,” he said when he had finished peeing, “now go and let all that out in the bathroom and then ill give you one more load for the road.” He kissed the back of my neck again and spanked my ass cheek as he pulled out. I quickly clenched my hole not wanting any of the warm liquid to escape and shuffled off to the bathroom. I couldn’t believe how much piss was inside of me when I sat down on the toilet and let my ass relax. It was like a never-ending flood. When at last my hole was empty I got up to flush and was surprised when I looked in the yellow water that there was no cum mixed in. My body had absorbed all of that POZ cum while I slept. My heart pounded in fear but my cock was hard as a rock. Knowing that there was only one thing to do I went back to the bed where Will was laying on his back stroking his fat cock and mounted his dick in one swift move. Will actually gave me three more loads that morning and I arrived at my parents house after four more hours of driving with my hole still feeling wet and slick. That night despite my parent’s objections I told them I was going into Chicago to see friends. When I got off the train in Boys Town for the first time in my life I walked I crossed the street and walked right into Steamworks. I paid for a locker, got my towel and spent the rest of the night taking any cock that came my way. I’ve already taken almost a dozen POZ loads, I told myself, so what does it matter what loads I take now. THE END

I suppose I just have to much of a kinky side to have ever lived a vanilla life. It was my wild side that got me into trouble one night when I hooked up online looking for some sort of group or exhibitionist scene. I met an older white guy into 20y.o. latin guys (me) who said he'd be willing to fuck me at a particularly cruisy park. The deal was that while I was there I was his boy; I obeyed his instructions and did only what and whom he told me to do, but my terms were no fucking without rubbers and nothing that would land me in jail. It sounded like a pretty hot scene and the guy had a talent for dirty talk, so I agreed to meet him there in an hour, showered and douched. When I arrived, I was glad I had come. He was a stacked fifty-something white daddy type that totally fit my domination fantasies. He gripped my head in his hands and delivered a big, intrusive mouth kiss to make his claim, and then spat on my face at the end of it just to seal the deal. My hands started to wander over his body, but he grabbed them and pushed his face up close to mine. "The deal was you only do what I say. That clear, boy?" I was loving it. He led me up a path in the park to a relatively secluded area surrounded by trees and bushes and pushed me to my knees, pulling out an impressively sized cock for me to suck on. I have a gift for sucking dick, and it didn't take him long to become rock hard in my mouth. I was so absorbed in the process that I was only vaguely aware that we had company, but when he motioned for me to stand up again I realized we were surrounded by five other guys. This was about the tipping point for me between "hot sex fantasy" and "situation I can't control or escape from if this goes bad," so I was pretty nervous. The daddy commanded me to lean against the tree so that he could eat out my ass. "Getting nervous," I whispered, to which he slapped my ass and told me to follow orders. I did, but my eyes were tracking the guys, who were now had their pants down and were pulling at their dicks. That said, it became hard to focus on anything once daddy started eating my ass. He had a beard that tickled my ass when he ate it out and drove me wild. While he was doing that he pulled out a bottle of lube and greased up his dick, although I was entirely sure if he was into fucking or if he was just jacking off. That became clear after a few minutes when he pulled his mouth off my ass and immediately positioned his cock to slide inside me. I reached into my pocket for a condom before he could push in. He grabbed me by the chest and pushed me close to him, his dick right up against my ass, which was struggling to stay closed against him. "Condom," I said, holding the wrapper up. "I want your sweet little ass raw, baby," he responded, trying to push inside me. Somewhat more sharply I said, "We had a deal." He chuckled at that. "And here I had to go and find me the one bottom with a spine." He wrapped the condom over his dick and relubed before positioning himself at my ass and bending me forward again. I grabbed the tree for support and braced myself, trying to relax in the somewhat awkward position of not being on an even surface, but he was surprisingly gentle entering me. I love a rough fuck as much as the next bottom, but I always appreciate tops who know to start off slow and work up to it. At this point one of the guys came up to my face, which was at crotch level, and held out an eight or nine inch dick in front of my mouth. I was watering to suck it while daddy fucked me, but I knew the rules of the game, so I didn't do anything. I figured even asking would be wrong. Disloyal, perhaps. If he wanted me to do it, he would offer. The man became more insistent, even grabbing my head, but I didn't respond. The man looked up at daddy and said, "I thought this one was just a hook-up? You been training him to take orders?" "Nope, seems he's a natural." Wait, shit, they knew each other? The man in front of me said, "Well, order him to suck my dick. I'm getting blue balls standing here." "Boy, these men are my friends, and you are going to suck them and let them fuck you same as me. Understood? Suddenly I wasn't so sure I was up for a starring role in an orgy, but no use complaining about it. "Yes sir," said with more certainty than I felt. I immediately started sucking on his dick, taking it all the way down my throat for as long as I could stand and then resurfacing for air. One of my favorite tricks is to lick the balls while I am all the way down on a dick, and the guy was loving it. It also distracted me from what Daddy, who had been building up speed. I think maybe he felt like he needed to get my attention again, because without warning he pulled his dick all the way out and rammed it all the way into me again, causing me to yelp slightly and tighten. He did it again and again in rapid succession, until on the fifth or sixth time my ass was able to stay a bit more relaxed rather than automatically tightening. Then he started power fucking me while slapping my ass. My prostate can only take so much intense stimulation from being punch fucked all at once, and the feeling had become so intense that it was passing pleasure and becoming painful. I should maybe be greatful for the fact that he had size, technique and style, but endurance less so. He only fucked me for about five minutes before he he came loudly, pulling me up to bite my neck and ride out the aftershocks of his orgasm in my ass. All at once he pulled out and ripped the condom off. He turned me around and presented my ass for the guy I had been sucking, whom I dutifully provided another condom to. This guy was not shy about ramming it in all at once; fortunately his dick was maybe slightly longer than daddy's but not nearly as thick, and I was able to take it pretty well. I try to avoid using poppers too much, but I figured at this point surviving the night would mean pulling out all the stops, so I pulled out my "Emergency, in case of getting gangbanged" bottle from my pocket and took a couple of deep hits before sucking the next man's dick. The second stranger definitely had stamina, and was probably showing off a bit for his friends. He would pull all the way out and in, do circle motions, fuck hard and then slow and then hard again. I was more or less just along for the ride, so I just focused on my mouth and keeping my balance. When he finally came, he was so loud that I was afraid he would alert the entire park. The next guy told me to take off all of my clothing. I looked to daddy for confirmation, but he just nodded, so I obeyed, grateful that it was a warm night and I hadn't brought my phone or wallet into the park with me. He fucked me on my back in the dirt, with my legs on his shoulders. He was a white dude who wanted me to call him "papi" and liked to pull all the way out of my ass while he was fucking me and then just barely stick the head back in several times before forcing it all the way back in. After maybe the fourth time doing this he paused before putting it back in my ass, which set off my alarms. It was the first moment I suspected someone of tampering with the condoms, and I asked him if it was still on and tried to reach back. He assured me it was, but batted my hand away. I tried again, and he pinned my hands down and force fucked me while staring directly into my eyes. At this point I figured I had done my due diligence and decided to take it on faith and enjoy the ride; if he was lying there wasn't much I could do at this point anyway, and he was my favorite top of the lot so far anyway. He rode me like that for another two or three minutes before coming silently, still staring straight into my eyes, shaking with the force of cumming but not uttering a word. The next guy was an older latin guy, athletic but wiry and with a beautiful big dick. He was also the most sadistic of the group. he started off slapping his dick on my face and force fucking my throat until I was gagging, which I'm pretty good about controlling under most circumstances. He slapped my face with his hand hard enough to hurt and then made me beg for him to do it again. Generally he pushed me just a little bit farther than I wanted to go, which was clearly the point. Then he had told me to stand up and face Daddy, which I did. He stuffed my own underwear in my mouth as a gag, and had Daddy hold me tightly, pinning my arms to my sides. In rapid succession he stuck one, two, then three unlubed fingers into my ass, which hurt like hell the way he did it. With daddy holding me, he brought the fingers up to my face and smeared them on my face and nose. "Smell that, bitch? That's the smell of the loads of the four guys who just fucked you. All of the guys here have been popping the condoms when they fuck you. I'm not even going to bother faking the rubber." Wait, what? Fuck, fuck, fuck! I looked into Daddy's eyes, who smiled almost gently and cooed, "Shhh, what does it matter now? It's done. Just relax. Just enjoy it." And here's where someone else, a more dominant guy, someone who wasn't as kinky or as horny as me would have acted differently. That guy would have fought back like hell, maybe get the shit beaten out of him but not given into this on principle and maybe gotten away at that point. But me? I thought, "you're right, what's the point?" It's not like I could deny that being barebacked was a huge turn-on, and whatever damage was done was already taking its course. I could always see the emergency clinic tomorrow about Plan B or PEP or whatever it was called. Tonight, I might as well enjoy getting fucked. So I didn't scream or cry or fight. With some effort, I spat the underwear in my mouth out and looked Daddy in the eye. "Kiss me, sir." "Fuck you, you don't give orders, kid." Not backing down I said, "Fuck you, you didn't keep your end. Kiss me." He did, forcefully and passionately, conceding even while he reasserted his dominance with his lips and tongue. Meanwhile, the guy behind me lubed up and put his head at my hole. I knew this was going to be brutal, and sure enough he fucked me as hard as any of them for a good fifteen minutes without ever taking a break or going gentle. He taunted me, saying things like, "Maybe before you came into this park tonight you were a man. Now you are nothing more than a cumpdump and a faggot. You will never be anything more than that after tonight. After tonight you'll only ever be good for taking loads from real men. Beg me for my load to fill up your faggot ass." When he finally came he must have shot ten wads into my ass while he whispered, "I'm breeding your ass. I'm breeding you. I'm going to make you pregnant with my babies, a real man's babies, you little cocksucking whore." Even as he was going soft he didn't pull out. Instead, I felt a flood of warmth deep in my ass as I realized that he was unloading his piss inside of me. Apparently this really did it for the next guy, who fucked my piss soaked ass and didn't last more than a minute before cumming. To each their own, I guess. I thought the final guy in the group was also going to fuck me too, but he made me kneel in front of him while he said, "I don't fuck used up whores." I had to admit, that successfully stung a bit after everything I had just been through. He told me to open my mouth, and let loose a stream of piss that started there but then covered my face and body before zipping back up and walking away. Daddy shoved me over a low branch, saying, "you stink, faggot." This didn't stop him and two of the other guys from fucking again and pissing in my mouth and ass, respectively. Oddly it wasn't hurting; I was feeling a bit light-headed and very horny. Later I pieced together that some of the dudes must have been high and when they pissed on/in me I was getting a contact high. All I knew was that I suddenly went from resigned to eager about the idea of taking their cum inside me. Fortunately, Daddy came prepared with a towel and some sanitizer so that I could clean up a little. The other guys took off one by one, until Daddy and the sadist (who went by Jesse) were the only ones left. Jesse was the last to cum in me for the second time, and as he was finishing he looked up at Daddy he said, "Any chance I could borrow your new toy for a day?" Daddy looked nonplussed. "I like this one. I might just keep him. Besides, you tend to break your toys." Jesse raised a hand and said, "you'll get him in mint condition. Or at least not any worse than whatever condition he's in now. Thing is, I still don't think this bitch has truly accepted his place in the world as a cumpdump for real men, and I have some thoughts one how to go about making him see the light. Just one day. We'll meet you at the baths tomorrow night and he'll be all yours. I think you'll like the results." I sat there numbly, Jesse's dick still dribbling cum into my ass, realizing that they were talking about me like meat and I didn't particularly seem to mind. And while I didn't really want to go with Jesse, if Daddy said yes, I knew I would. Daddy considered it for a bit, then said, "Fine, one day, all limbs attached and no permanent psychic scarring. Boy, you follow him like it's me, understood?" Jesse responded with a wicked smile: "cross my heart. Come on, kid, you can pick up your car tomorrow night. Your coming with me now." I nodded to Daddy and followed Jesse out of the park and into my new life.

Ultimate Stealth Being an independent contractor, I have to go where the work is, and I accepted a six month contract to work in Tampa, FL. I hired my partner to be my helper in the work, as I commonly do when I have to work out of town. We are each Poz, and we are nearing the point where we will need to go on meds, as our counts are getting high. But I expect we have about a year of still being potent. I tell you this because we enjoy being gifters, openly or by stealth. We’ve each knocked up about 20 men, and we were talking about how we might get that number higher during the time we were on contract. We decided to create new profiles on all the sex sites we use, new screen names, and to list ourselves as Neg and Safe Sex Only. We found a nice apartment on North Dale Mabry and rented sufficient furniture and made the second bedroom into our playroom, installing the one piece of furniture from home we had to bring with us, our big sling. This has seen years of use, and we are so glad we got the springs that make hard fucking such a pleasure. We also have a big mirror that we mount on top, not the little fish eye mirror some sites offer, but one almost as big as the sling stand itself. If the spotlight we clamp on the side is in the right place, the bottom can watch that cock disappear in his ass just like he was watching porn. So many men tell us that is one of the things they enjoy when we fuck them, after our big thick cocks. I think mine is thicker, but Johnny’s is just a bit longer, with a nice point that seeks out second sphincters so well. I don’t need to tell you how much we love to tag team breed in that sling. Each will fuck till he gets close, then the other takes over, and the fuck seems to go on forever. Plus we like to keep the head of the sling low, so the mouth of the bottom is at cock level. He can just turn his head and keep the next fucker sucked up hard and slick. Now eventually any breeding top will spew in his bottom’s hole, and then the other gets to fuck in his cum and plant his load on top. I love to pop a tight hole open and fuck him till I plant my load, but I also love to slide in on the warm blanket of another man’s cum. Seeing that white ring of cum around my shaft as I fuck is as much a turn-on as that marvelous feel of warm cum as the lube, a warm glove around my shaft as I fuck and breed ass. There is no better fuck lube than another man’s cum. And after I plant my load I always present my cummy cock to the bottom, so he can suck it clean and get to taste the cum of the various men that have given him their loads. I’m sure most of you know the pleasure and excitement of finding a Neg bottom that wants to convert. He will be so excited about it that he’s practically fucking himself on your Poz cock. The first man I ever knocked up was stiff as a poker the whole fuck, and when I told him it was the moment of conversion when he felt my Poz cock spasm in his ass, filling him with my poison seed, his cock exploded and shot cum over his head without him touching it. I’ve done lots of conversion scenes, and they all make me stiff thinking about them. But the ones that make my stiff cock drip are the ones I fucked and bred that didn’t know I was Poz and giving them dirty loads. I think stealth gifters are probably the dirtiest fuckers I know. And the worst ones are the ones that pass themselves off as Neg and Safe. And I guess that makes me a really dirty fucking bastard, ‘cause that’s what I do. So we got moved in and set up and found the local places, but as usual, most of the action came off the net. In order to set it up, we made sure to buy a big box of condoms, something we’ve never had to do before. And we got gloves for fisting, something else we’ve never had to do. But buying them was not nearly as bad as having to use them. But it was necessary to set the scene, so we did it. We had many men over and made sure they were safe as they did for us, and we were very careful to always use rubbers when we fucked them, and gloves for the few that wanted to fist. And after a month, we had a pretty good clientele. We had discussed how we might make the change from safe to raw play, and we decided we would wait and let the bottoms ask first, so we wouldn’t show our hand in the game. And sure enough, after about a month, they began to ask. And we refused, as that was not safe. We wanted to wait until about six weeks before we were to leave to begin playing raw, so that if anyone tested Poz, we would be long gone by that time. And the plan worked perfectly. The bottoms kept asking, can’t we play raw, since we’re all safe, and we used the standard speech, we don’t know where you’ve been or who you’ve played with, and they used the standard speech, only the bottom is at risk, the tops never get it, only bottoms get AIDS fucked up their ass. So slowly, about three months into the game, we began to give in. We would fuck safe with a man for the first loads, and then play raw at the end, when we were mostly out of cum and it was very unlikely that anyone would be infected. But we also began to plan our big party. By this time we had our targets in mind. Besides the single men, there was one Daddy that had a Boy and sometimes would bring some other Boys along. We wanted to nail Daddy, if possible, so if we didn’t get his Boys, he would, as he would often breed them, knowing they didn’t play raw with other men. So six weeks prior to the end of my contract, we set up the party. In our regular play we let them bring up the possibility of making this a bareback party, as we were all safe. And of course we refused at first, finally giving in to them. “OK, if that’s what you want, since we know we are all safe, we will do it bareback.” The week prior we both had to be good and not fuck with each other or anyone else, so our balls would be as full of dirty Poz cum as possible. We set the party for a Saturday night, and invited Daddy and his Boy, and he would bring two other Boys, so we each could have one to start with, and then trade around. And the times we were with Daddy prior to this, we made sure to include him in the rimming, so he was accustomed to us rimming his ass, just to warm him up or while he was fucking. After a while he got to enjoy it, which is what we wanted. When it got to the point that he would offer us his ass for rimming just before he would start to fuck his Boy, we knew we had our man. When the given Saturday arrived, we skipped dinner after a light lunch and took Viagra, so we knew we would stay UP for all the action ahead of us. By the time the men arrived we were both about to bust to breed ass, so after we’d all had a beer and gotten naked, we were very glad when the Boys started to suck the Dads. And we made sure to rim all the Boys well, so that rimming became part of the fuck ritual. I was fortunate to get Daddy’s Boy first; Johnny got one of the others and Daddy got the odd Boy out. I got Daddy’s Boy in the sling and made sure he had his poppers as I ate his ass, and I ate it even longer than normal, so he was begging for my dick. And all that spit made it easy to slide home raw in that cute tight ass. He really was a great Boy for Dad, but all I was thinking about at this point was trying not to spurt too early. I wanted to give him a long hard fuck and wear his ass out good, so the Poz cum I would inject would take. So I started out slow and easy, and then would build it up and really begin to pound his ass, which he loves, and then I would back off and play with his ass lips on the head of my cock, again till he would beg me to fuck him hard. After several times of soft and easy and then hard pounding, I knew I was getting to the point that I couldn’t take it much longer. I looked around and saw Johnny fucking one of the Boys on the bed, and Daddy had another Boy on the opposite side, so the Boys were kissing each other while the Dads had their legs over their shoulders. I think Dad hit the point of no return first and planted his load. “Damn, don’t it feel good to breed a Boy’s ass!” he shouted as he spurted his load. And about that time Johnny let go his dirty load, and he just looked at me and smiled that dirty breeder look while he dumped his poison load in. So it was my turn, and I increased my tempo and fucked that Boy as hard as I’ve ever fucked any man, and felt my dirty cock spew as I gave him the poison load that he will never forget. He was telling me how good it felt to have a man cum in his ass, but he was preaching to the choir; I’ve heard that so many times, and I’ve told every one of them, once you take a load raw, you’ll never want another rubber in your ass, you want cum! We all had to take a break after that, so we sat around drinking beer and smoking till the Boys started sucking dick again. I had told Johnny beforehand that we would each knock up a Boy, and then in the next round, he would knock up the Boy that didn’t get any Poz cum the first time, and I would go after Dad. So Johnny went after the Boy that still needed his Poz load, and Dad went after the one that got Johnny’s load, and that left me with Dad’s Boy again. I was letting him suck me and playing with his ass; he knew I had already had him, so he was biding time till Johnny could have a turn at his ass. But I was aiming for Dad. I got down behind Dad as he was fucking the Boy with the Poz cum in his ass, and began to rim him as he fucked ass. He pulled out a little to give me a better target, as he knew the rimming helped him get stiff to fuck again. And then he resumed fucking, and with the help of the rimming, it wasn’t long before he planted his second load. This time when the Boys went out with Johnny for beer and smoke time, I made sure that Dad stayed back, as I sucked his cock clean and just generally made him feel comfortable on the bed. I had him lie back with his legs over the end of the bed, and finished tongue cleaning up his bush and balls, and then I put his legs on my shoulders and began to rim him again. I knew this would turn him on, and despite having planted two loads in a relatively short time, he was beginning to get stiff again. Funny thing, a man’s tongue in your asshole will do that to you. So I’m slobbering all over his ass and making love to his hole, and he raised his legs off my shoulders to give me better access. I couldn’t have asked for a better path to my target. At the edge of the bed I had put a small container of Crisco, and I was greasing my cock up, and despite having planted a load earlier, the thought of knocking up Daddy had my cock stiff and dripping. So when Daddy was holding his legs up and moving his ass on my tongue, I knew this was my chance. I got up as quickly as I could, and I stuck my greasy cockhead up his ass. The pop of the cockhead parting ass sure got his attention, so I leaned over him to begin kissing him, pressing his legs to his chest, and forcing my cock up his ass. I had greased up well, so I just slid home after popping open that tight hole. He was trying to protest and get me off, but I was telling him how wonderful he was, what a man he was, all the things you say to a man to get in his ass. And I think he was actually enjoying it, as he started kissing me back and stopped resisting as I began to work my cock in till I was balls deep. I imagine Daddy had been fucked before, as just about every gay man has been at some point in his life. He may not like it, but he will accept it. I always say “When you open your body to the root of his manhood, both receive pleasure!” And though I may not enjoy having the shit fucked out of me, I do like to feel a man inside me sometimes. And having the Boys out of the room removed any feel of shame he might have felt if his Boy had been there watching. And after I got going I could tell he was getting into it, even though I bet he would never admit it. But my problem was how excited I was; I knew I couldn’t keep this up much longer, as I was so hot to breed this man with my Poz cum. So our fuck was not long, but I ended it with a very hot and heavy slap-ass breeding that I hoped would do the job. I sure did enjoy watching his face filled with pleasure as I filled his ass with my poison cum. One of the problems with stealth breeding is you get too excited doing it and cum too soon. When I pulled out I felched around his ass to clean up any drips, so that the Boys wouldn’t see he had taken a load, but I didn’t suck any Poz cum out, I wanted it to stay in there and take hold. I suggested we go join the others after a last kiss and thanks for a hot fuck. We went in and found the Boys about to drag Johnny back in for another round, so we let them go play for a while I had a smoke and Dad had a beer. Then after a long enough pause to recharge, we went back in. Johnny was fucking Dad’s Boy in the sling and the other two were fucking each other, but when we came back in they untangled and the one I had not yet fucked sucked me and I got in him while the other did the same to Dad. I think each Boy had two loads by this point, and I had fired so hard and deep that I doubted I had any cum left, but I had a stiff Viagra dick that was loving fucking in the cum in his kid’s ass and I did my best to work it in good and hard, even if I couldn’t add any more but a dribble of demon seed into it. We finally gave up late in the night/early morning, and Dad and the Boys left us to collapse and recuperate. But before they left we made plans for a going away party the last Saturday we were to be there. And what a party that was. Dad came back with the two Boys, and we invited all the men we had been fucking raw, and they all came except one that had the flu (we hoped it was the Poz fuck flu). Johnny and I held off the week prior, again so that our balls were full, and we tried to nail the ones we were not sure of. There were a couple of guys with the sniffles, so we were getting out of town just in time. After we left as many men as possible dripping our poison cum, we packed up the sling and stole away in the night, deleting our profiles and our screen names and changing our email addresses and profiles back to what they had been before: Poz breeders, dirty raw fuckers, only plant our loads, no condoms allowed! And if you’re interested in converting, talk to us! Jerry Prince 11/9/12

Christmas Rest stop surprise (fiction) I was driving home from visit with family for the holiday and decided to get some coffee at a rest area. I saw some tractor trailers in the back with lights on in the cabs. I walked into the bathroom to take a piss and saw a couple of guys using the bathroom. I walk over to a urinal and unzip and do my thing. I zip up and walk past the guys standing there, trying to catch a free look and there is one guy, jeans, tshirt, work boots, hot as hell, that looked my way as I walked past and he gave me a peek. I walked over to the sink, washed my hands and glanced over at him and walked out into the lobby of the rest area. I was on line to get my coffee and the guy walked out and stood on line a few people behind me. I got my coffee and told the guy behind the counter that I wanted to pay for that guys coffee. I walk over to get my sugar and take my time. Suddenly the guy comes up next to me and in a deep voice, says, thanks for the coffee bud. I look up at him, and say, you’re welcome. I go and grab a table in a far off corner and he walks over and asks if he can join, of course, I reply. He sits down and holds out his hand, I am Joe, I shake his hand and reply, hi Joe, I am Mike, never blinking as I look in his eyes, which were the deepest green I have ever seen. So we chatted a bit, and he asks if I was ever in the cab of a truck. I reply no. he quickly shoots back, want to? I say sure and smile. He chugs his coffee as we keep chatting and I finish up quickly and we walk toward his truck. It’s a brand new truck and its red, my fave color. He opens the door and I climb up into the passenger seat. He closes the door and jumps in the drivers side. He turns the key and the radio comes on and shows all the lights and gadgets for which he tells me what is what. His hand is suddenly on my knee as we talk. I am listening intently to him and he leans in and asks, can I kiss you? I lean in an inch from his face and say yes…. He leans in and kisses me hard, pushing me back into the seat. We kiss for about 5 minutes and he says, lets move to the back. Lead the way I say. He climbs in the back and grabs my hand and leads me in. its nice back there too. Queen size bed, LED lighting, rubber sheets… we kiss as he pulls off my jacket and shirt. I then return the favor, he is furry and muscled, just hot I like a man. He lays on top of me and we are kissing and I run my hands down his back, feeling his ass through his jeans, then I reach under him and feel a very nice surprise. Had to be 10 inches of thick man cock bulging through the denim. I unbuckle his belt and then unbutton his pants. He pulls off of our kiss and says, oh you want to get right to it huh… I say yes. He stands up, pulls his jeans off and I am in awe. He then then unbuckles my belt, pulls the belt out of my pants and then pulls my khakis off. He then flips me over and rips off my briefs, smacking my ass. Hmmmmmm this ass is all mine now he says. He then shoves a dry finger into my hole, pulls it out, moistens it and then does it again. I hear him fumbling around and I hear his squirt some lube onto his cock. here is comes bitch, he says. He then shoves the tip of the bottle into my hole, squeezing the contents into my ass. I feel it burn some as he does this. What are you doing, I ask. This is just a nice lube to relax you and your hole. I start to try and get up and he drops himself on top of me and says, just relax, you will feel good in a minute. He then whispers in my ear that there is ground up meth in the lube, its his own recipe. I start to squirm and while I am doing that, I can feel him positioning his cock at my hole. I thought you wanted to get fucked baby, he says, suddenly I feel an urge that I have never felt before and I say, yes sir I do. He makes me beg for it, I beg for his cock, and he rams into me, all 10 inches, as he does this he reaches his hand and covers my mouth to muffle my scream. There you go baby, that wasn’t so bad was it, he asks. I can feel myself relaxing and he then starts to fuck me slowly at first and before long is pounding me like I have never ever thought I would be or could be pounded. I just kept on begging for it deeper and deeper. He then says, I am about to cum, want it? I beg for it, with that he rams all the way in and is panting in my ear, I can feel the warmth of his cum in me. Oh baby he says, your mine for the night now. With that he slowly pulls out and flips me over, laying on me and kissing me. He then starts to pull my arms up to work my pits, and as he does this, he has restraints ready to latch onto my wrists, which he does quickly. I start to try and fight but its no use, I am already restrained to the headboard. He then grabs a couple of other restraints attached to the headboard and pulls them down to my ankles. With a pull my legs are pulled up into the air. Hmmmmmmm my cum is leaking some.. love that view, he says. With that, he pulls on his pants, and goes into the cab, and jumps on the cb radio. I notice a couple of tattoos on his back, all with a radioactive sign in them, reality sets in, he pozzed me. …. Breaker breaker I have a bitch in cab ready to roll. With that I hear other voices, on our way… what the…… (more to follow)

I've gotten in the habit of extending my perversions by chatting with fellow pervs over a few different video chat services, namely skype and tokbox. I was doing the very same one night, discussing the finer points of meth use and breeding, when I got an IM on one of the more mainstream hookup sites. This kid was 18...barely. He had just come home from some friend's party and was feeling rather horny. He was drunk, probably high (he mentioned liking xanax), and was in the mood to fuck. I gave him some directions, and he set out. While he was headed over, I chatted with my video buddies and hatched a plan. I would hide my webcam behind some debris on the tv table (where my media PC is connected) and fuck this kid on the couch. They would watch as I would attempt to breed him. For good measure, I put a glob of lube on the end table, crushed some meth up, and sprinkled it in the lube. I put the bottle next to this so I could grab lube or my special blend, if needed. The guy comes in, and he is as young as he says. 18, a thin 26-28 inch waist, and tall, about 6'2 or so. He's also as drunk as he sounded, maybe more so. Easy score, as far as I'm concerned. He drops to his knees and starts to blow me. I fuck his face hard, and he seems to enjoy it. My dick isn't huge, but it would choke anyone who wasn't used to deep throating, and this kid took it fairly well. We switched around sucking each other's dicks for a while, then I went down on his ass. He bent over the couch and moaned as my tounge fucked his hole open, making it slick enough that lube wouldn't have been needed. But I used some anyway. I reached over, and grabbed the bottom, pushed some on my fingers, and opened him up a bit more. I left the doctored lube alone for the time being. Sensing his readyness, I plunged my dick in his ass. He yelped and pulled away. I gave him a little time to relax, and took it a bit more slowly. He moaned some more and backed up on my raw dick. I fucked him for a about 10 minutes, and he decides he needs a break. I pull out, and he lays on the couch. He begins to suck on my dick, and I"m afraid I can't hold back much longer. He tells me he wants me to cum on his face, so I try to improvise as best as I can. I pull out of his mouth and spray his face, forcing him to close his eyes. I scoop some off of his face and chest and start to play wtih his hole some, pushing it deep inside. I may not have fucked my cum into his cunt, but at least it ended up there. Being the drunk kid that he was, I couldn't just run him out of my place, so I let him chill for a while. Things heated up again, and I sat on his dick (why do the skinny tall ones always have the monster cocks?) trying to coax a nut from him. No avail, he just can't cum. But, he's ready to get fucked agian. I bend him over again, and this time use the doctor'd lube on his ass. He moans as I finger him, but then he starts to change his pitch a bit. He mentions that his butt burns some. I tell him its probably the old lube I'm using, and that it will feel better when I'm fucking him. Which I promptly do. I line my head up with his hole and push in. He stops complaining, puts his head down in the cushions, and just takes my cock. I fuck him for about 5 minutes or so. He's obviously lost in pure pleasure. So am I. Before I realize it, I'm pumping my second load into, creaming his ass. He doesn't complain or say much of anything. I pull out and sit down, and he lays on the couch and very soon passes out. I let him sleep for about 30 minutes before deciding to toss him out, which took a bit of convincing. I guess I'm just too nice of a guy to be mean to someone. After he left, I turned back on the TV, expecing my tweaker buds to have moved on. But, as true tweakers are, they were waiting patiently for me to return so they could tell me just how awesome the view was. My only regret was that I didn't try to save the video feed. Its not too hard if you have the right software. I guess I'll have to try it all over again...

I am fortunate enough to live where the adult entertainment industry is large. We have three bathhouses, countless strip clubs, and many bookstores. That being said I love to frequent the holes. We all know the dark game and this game is like no other. Wondering around the arcade in the dark with nothing but the light of porn videos to light the way. In and out of booths looking for a cock to suck or to ride, bending down to peek through the hole to examine the slab of meat on the other side. Today was like any other day at the holes. I was was walking around scoping out the patrons. I ventured in to a few booths and came out unsatisfied. I am pretty much versatile and like most gay men I LOVE TO SUCK COCK. In a booth I am on my knees sucking on a nice seven uncut thick blue collar cock and was fed a thick load I literally had to swallow, he zipped up and moved on. Back on the prowl I ended up on the other end of the spectrum with a pink cut eight inch white collar who pinned my head against the wall and proceed to fuck my throat til he released his pent up juice. He also zipped up and left. All in all I sucked six cocks in less than half an hour, and swallowed every last load, but this story is about the seventh cock that was fed to me through a glory hole. The seventh cock was thick about six inches cut and white. He plopped it through the hole and I did what every cock sucker does: I got down on my knees and started to service. He pulled it out then fingered for my cock. I happily obliged. His mouth was so velvety, warm, and his saliva was like silicone lube. His mouth was fantastic. After a few minutes went by I found myself moaning and fucking the hole, bucking up against the wall. I quickly pulled out as I needed to have the full effect of this treasure. With that I bent down and motioned for us to go into a booth together. He agreed. Once we were In the booth, and before I could blink, he was on his knees, his pants down and ripping my pants down, sucking on my cock and servicing my balls. It was wonderful. I found myself gripping the back of his head, shoving my cock deep past his gullet into his throat and fucking his voice box. I was merciless and I enjoyed it. I didn't want to cum too soon so I again quickly pulled out and assumed my normal cock sucking position and went to town. Sucking his cock, I started to finger his hole using his own spit, 'cause I was determined to fuck this guy. He was a short guy, about 5' 6", wearing business attire. I wanted to own him.... I stood up and told him to strip. To my surprise he did. We hit every wall in that booth and soon we were getting knocks at the door and someone staring at us through the gloryhole. We were no longer quiet and hiding the fact of what we were doing. I bent him over and rimmed that hairless hole (not my favorite 'cause I am a fur fan) and watched that pink pucker twitch with anticipation.... He knew what was coming and quickly dug into his pocket for a rubber and handed it to me. I looked at him and quickly surmised that he just wasted a rubber cause this whore was going to be be bred..... Again, more knocks at the door, cocks being shoved through the hole and we could care less.... I rimmed that pink pucker and got it nice and wet, then I had him spit on my two fingers with his fantastic saliva and slide them in his hole. I then threw the rubber on the ground completely intact and rolled like it comes and whispered in his ear, "A whore like you doesn't need this." I could tell by the look in his eyes he was worried but also lost in the moment and then he uttered the magic words "Fuck me, fuck me please." Being a smart ass I replied, "If you say so." There I was sliding into that pink pucker and before I knew it I was dick deep and his face was pressed up against the wall. I was having my way with this whore and loving it. A hand was stroking his cock through the hole and I just bucked away. We moved all around that booth and before we were done his face was squashed up against all four walls. Just as I was about to paint the walls of his hole I asked him if he wanted my load. He quietly panted "Yes, please breed me." I wanted the men outside the booth to know I was breeding the guy, so I repeated my question somewhat louder. This time he answered me quite a bit louder, saying "Please breed me." Determined to drag it out, I demanded he answer me again, and this time he peered over his shoulder at me and almost screamed "Give me that fucking seed! Breed my hole!" With that I released a solid five jets of seed. I was still dick deep and wallowing in my own cream and I tapped on the gloryhole to motion for a cock. Pulling out of his used hole with a plop I ordered him to "Clean me up, but you have to do it while riding that cock," pointing at the prick jutting out of the hole. He quickly spun around and slid his cummy hole down on new prick and cleaned up my cock. I found it rather hot that there was another cock riding my fuck juice in the whore's hole. Once I felt I was clean enough, I pulled my jeans up, zipped up and whispered a bit of gratitude to my buddy who had just took care of my needs. As I walked out the door I looked over my shoulder and observed him ride the wall, clearly enjoying himself. Stepping into the hallway I encountered a selection of cocks, all of which were being fisted by their owners. I looked around and pointed to a healthy uncut cock and motioned for him to go next. As the door closed I just smirked and propped myself up against the wall. I stood for a minute listening to moaning and watching the booth walls shake. The whore was getting what he needed. I got in my car and fisted my cock all the way home. Today I awoke and reported the encounter to you. Hope you like it. I sure did.

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.

Yeah... I agree... Doesn't matter if he was not the teacher of the boy he abused. His job IS relevant given what his job was. I wouldn't want him teaching my nephew's class. If he will do it to one minor, then he will do it to another. And maybe one who is more accessible. ie: A boy in his class.

If you go to a bathhouse and want to stay neg, fuck safe fullstop. These are guys who want to get off and tell you what you want to hear so you let them fuck you. There are of course honest guys, but how can you spot the difference.

I am a pretty adventurous guy. Love scat (t & , ws, fisting, cum (lots of it!), taboo...

love it straight from the tap- Bf just held my head and had no choice and now addicted..

I didn't disagree with anything you said, and I didn't blame the victim, just mentioned that he shouldn't be on Grindr. This means he was looking for guys. Still the teacher should handled according to the kid's age, and know that he did something illegal. If anything should have been mentioned in the teacher's defense would be if the kid looked like an adult, and he insisted that he was legal, but none of this seemed to be the case according to the article.

I do cheat and I sometimes do it raw. With girls and boys. Come on what fun is it to only fuck one persin. Like eating spaghetti all the time, you wanna taste something new from time to time. Kik me @ deeyay

Folsom SF weekend is off to a good start. Set up a hookup from BBRT, met him in the TL. He was naked when he answered the door, all 6'1"/210lbs of him, handsome average build blonde with a big cock. I was all thugged out in black and ready to get a pump. He invites me in, throws me a beer and strips me down to my jockstrap/cockring. Dude blows me for a bit, talking smack about "papi this" and "culo that." I'm rock hard as his girthy 9" prick hardens to perfection. Once he's fingered me and lubed me up he throws me on his bed and mounts me in no time flat as I grab for his poppers (some generic stuff, way stale but still hit the spot). He plunges right in, hurt like hell for a moment. Good thing I cleaned out deep/pre lubed at Starbucks before I showed up, otherwise that would have been a game changer. We fuck around for a good half hour, mostly doggy style and missionary with a lot of oral interspersed. Dude ate ass like a champ. At one point I'm riding him like some stripper slut, working my ass muscles, varying up my grip on his fuck stick. I've got this dude rolling his eyes back in his head as he thrusts upward, hitting my prostate in all the right ways. Straight up euphoria. Eventually we reach a good peak and I get him to flood my ass something serious. His spasms lasted minutes after ejaculation, I milked him for all he was worth. An hour later after my TL hookup I find myself at the notorious Golden Gate Park windmills. I hit up Grindr before I start exploring the trails, talk this sexy silver daddy into meeting me along the soccer field brambles. We find each other, select the most discrete clump of bushes and get down to business. He's dressed like he just stepped away from the office, unbuttons the fly of his dress slacks and whips out his fat stubby cock. I blow him in between hits of poppers and he's giving me good feedback, pinching my nips and grabbing for my ass. I see the ring on his finger and wonder if he's gay/straight for about half a second before I remember I want to get fucked again. I whip off my track shorts, turn around to present hole and he wastes no time. He pumps me over a fallen tree as some horny cruisers gather around to watch. I get a load from my Grindr daddy, he splits and one of the voyeurs steps up to my ass for a piece of the action. Dude #2 is super short, crazy hung and clearly horny, just my type. He dicks me down quick and dirty and leaves a sizable deposit. After all that action I needed a break so I head to the Castro for some coffee. While sipping my Trenta iced coffee I'm cruising Grindr (as if I haven't gotten enough loads yet). Short sexy bald dude hits me up, his flat is right around the corner and he's bored from house chores. I offer a dickstraction and he invites me over. He walks me up to his place, asks me what I want to do and I just bend over in front of him. We don't even make it out of the entry hallway, he pumps me right there for a good 5 minutes before he suddenly and without warning blasts into me with such force as to push me up against the wall. I grip onto his glutes and keep him mashed up inside me until he's pushed out every last drop deep into my insatiable hole. He pats me on the ass and I'm back out the door. Folsom Weekend Day 1: 4 loads

He was older. A combination of daddy and fat ass. He was also on the floor when I came in. I asked. He was wearing some striped briefs, on his stomach just past the doorway. He aimed round buns at me, and placed his hands at his sides. I took special note of that. They were heavy hands, and I only saw the palms as he rested them palms-up by his hips. I didn’t keep him there long. With his eyes firmly closed, i told him to stand up. I looked him over for a moment. His shoulders not so broad, but a full chest and round stomach. A curve on the backside, hair in the small of his back to match the smattering on his chest. I held the band of his underwear in my fingertips and tugged them down. He stepped out of them wordlessly. I led him to the living room, the big window pointing out over a city slowly turning on its lights for the night. I pushed him back on the floor. i wanted the same pose, but without the underwear, which I was now gripping in my hands. He got back down on his stomach, spread his legs and put his hands at his sides. I told him to raise his ass higher. It was really delicious. Smooth and creamy-white. Round and bubbly, but with a hardness. I tested it with the palms of my own hand, enjoying the meaty sound that each smack sent out. I grew tired of him on the floor, even if it gave me a chance to look over his photos and magazines. He waited patiently, and eventually I grabbed him and pushed him towards me. I pulled his hair and dropped it into my crotch, which had conveniently released my dick beforehand. The 50-ish, stocky ex-military daddy fatass opened his mouth and took me down to the root. I put my hands at my hips and watched, until closing my eyes felt better. He would pull off to lick the underside, but a quick word from me and he went back down, this time not taking it out until i told him otherwise. I told him otherwise, and to the bed we went. This time it got strange. I bent over the bed and poked, planning to tease and prod for a while. But didn’t go that way. I admit I couldn’t stay out of his ass. I’ll admit that, but the rest wasn’t my fault. His ass gripped and pulsed. I pushed him over the bed and pounded. And so I fucked him and blew my load. But my hardon went nowhere. It stayed right where he was, and so, to his fortunate/unfortunate luck, he was going to have to take it for a while. A few mins went by and his knees were wobbling, i paused and pushed him up a bit. He got the hint and laid on the bed; i climbed up and kept going. A few more minutes passed and his whimpers coalesced into a long continuous moan. I spiced it up and made him spread his ass cheeks so i could make his hole work on my entire length with each stroke. A few more minutes passed and I moved his right leg up to expose more of his ass to me. A few more minutes and it was back to doggie style and his whimper had returned. I found myself getting a bit bored so I slammed him hard for the next few minutes. He was starting to glaze, so I told him to repeat “I’m a bitch for dark dick” until I was done. I wasn’t done for a few more minutes, but the vocal accompaniement was pleasant. Eventually it ended. Until we got to the door of his bedroom, and his smirking face got to me, and soon he was on his knees by his couch sucking me hard until, I pushed him up over the couch and slammed it home a few more times. I wanted to provide a lasting reminder, and so the couch lunged forward while he kept up his mantra. I patted his upturned daddy fatass cheek and let myself out.

Week 3 When I woke Monday I went and picked up my check and had my blood drawn. The guy who drew the sample told me that I didn’t look all that good. I told him that when I woke up I wasn’t feeling all that well. He suggested that I go home and climb into bed for the day. After taking my check to the bank I did as he suggested and spent the next 3 days in bed. I woke Thursday starting to feel better and was grateful since I did not want to miss the next trial session Friday night. I headed to the testing, received my shot and got fucked like I had the previous two weeks. I saw the hottie and his roommate who double fucked me the week before. Half the night I spent with them tag teaming me, fucking and seeding my hole. After we were all done we exchanged numbers as the sun came up. Week 4 The week started like normal. I picked up my check and had my weekly blood draw when I was asked if I’d like to make some extra money this final week. I was interested in more money and asked how. I was told if I consented to spending the weekend getting multiple doses of the drug. The testing would start as early as I was available Friday and would last until Sunday. My interest was definitely peaked so I asked how much more could I earn? If I was available the entire time I could make $750. I could get an extra $250 if I was willing to try multiple forms of the drug. That made a total of $1000 I would make in addition to the $750. I couldn’t resist and agreed to the weekend testing. When I arrived Friday afternoon I prepared for a long weekend of sex. I was taken to the sling again and was prepped for my shot. I didn’t say a word as I laid there as the fixed tourniquets on both my arms. The shots were administered in both arm at the same time, but the tourniquets were removed one at a time. First the right one was pulled off and I felt the drug work into my chest as I coughed out and with no warning the left one was pulled off and I felt that hit me hard. As I lay there I began to hear a ringing in my ears and had a little trouble focusing as I felt something cool being inserted into my ass. I faintly recall someone saying that I was given a suppository that would slowly melt and ass to my high. My high, I thought this was a sex enhancement drug not a drug that gets a guy high. I was trying to comprehend what was being said but all I knew was that I needed to be fucked. It didn’t take long before I was starting to get fucked. One by one each guy began to fuck me as I began to feel a slight burn in my ass and felt the feeling of the drug begin to get stronger. As the weekend continued they kept giving me one form of the drug or another. At one point I was taken out of the sling and I was laid over a bed to allow my ass to rest. As I lay there and fed a nice cock to suck I felt a stinging on my low back. I had no clue what was going on. I was then put back in the sling where the fucking resumed. I guess that it was Sunday as I began to come around. I was no longer in the testing facility. I did not recognize where I was until I saw a guy with a towel over his shoulder that read “The Boys Club”. I knew this to be the local bath house near campus. I was trying to figure out how I was now at the local bath hose when I felt a slight sting on my low back. I got up and as I wondered around I found a key around my wrist. It had a number on it that I was told was a locker where I would find my clothes. As I pulled my underwear on I felt a sting as the waist band rested on my low back. I walked over to the mirror and looked to see a tattoo half hidden by the waist band of my underwear. I lowered the band so I could see the full tattoo to find that same strange symbol I saw on some many guys who fucked me over the 4 weeks of the trial. As I was looking at the tattoo a guy walked in and asked if I liked his work. He continued that they didn’t see many guys my age who bug chased and then celebrated testing poz with a biohazard tattoo.

An adult should be aware of his actions towards kids no matter what. A 15-year-old is still a kid even if he was legal (like he would be in many countries of Europe). Kids can be easy to manipulate by adults. 43-year-olds should stay away from 15-year-olds no matter what. 15 vs 18 I could tolerate. You're 18. You can do whatever fuck you want. Well, except drink...

I hadn't thought about it much, but the stuff I think is weird is probably because it's so ordinary that I can't see the point of fetishizing it (like feet). I knew a guy who had a fetish for wristwatches--with metal bands, not leather. He had to wear one whenever he had sex. Why? I never asked. Given all the stuff I/we do that squicks people out, I guess it makes sense that I see the commonplace stuff as odd (although I draw a hard line at scat).

Feet. I just do not get that. At. All. It's just incomprehensible to me. Harmless, but baffling.

I think cumming in the ass is a given during bareback sex and cumming in the mouth is a given if giving a blow job. If the bottom does not want the cum it is up to him to specifically negotiate that up front. However, at this point in my life I say "Why the fuck would you not take the cum?" Now, I love the cum so much. If I don't get the cum the sex act feels incomplete. When I first started taking raw cock I asked for the tops to pull out. I now see it was just a hesitant step toward allowing what I really wanted - kind of like when I first came out I was "bi-sexual" for a little while before I finally admitted to be being gay.

I layed in the sling strapped in unable to move even if I wanted to, in the monitor I could see the butt plug filling my hole. I was in a fog of after sex glow, my cock was rock hard pre cum coating my stomach. My hole felt full, but the butt plug was no substitute for the real thing. I heard voices from the other room, and then in walked my new friend, and another older guy. He was in his late 40's good shape with a smooth chest, and swinging between his legs was the biggest cock I'd ever seen in real life. It had to be 8 inches soft. He came over to the sling and stood between my legs, the other guy stood behind my head and reached out and tweaked my nipples, an electric surge running through them to my cock at just the touch, my arse clamping on the butt plug, I let out another long involunatry moan, "Jesus mate, he is a horny one" the guy between my legs started working the big fat butt plug in and out of my sloppy cunt. "Yeah you gonna fuck my hole?" the sensation of the butt plug popping in and out of my hole was amazing but no substitute for cock. He pulled the butt plug out of my hole and brought it to my mouth, I opened up and he shoved it in, I licked clean the mix of cum and my arse juice, not to mention the "special oil", while I was doing this I hadn't noticed my arm being strapped and another slam being administered, I felt it though, the sting, the warmth, then the rush as I coughed I felt the dude between my legs slide his cock all the way inside me. "Oh fuck yeah, fucking fill my cunt" I had no idea where these words were coming from, but I'd never been this horny before and all I wanted was to get slammed by his big fat cock all night long. As he started to really pound into me old mate behind me started pulling back on the sling, so each thrust would be met by my whole body slamming down onto the cock inside me, "Fuck yeah Mikey this is one hungry hole, you want my babies in your cunt don't you boy?", "Fuck Yeah, fuck my hole, fucking fill me up". He didn't need much more encouragement, and with one final deep thrust I felt spurt after spurt of hot cum unloading inside me, he must have saved up his load for a week or more, cause when he pulled out a river of cum rushed out of my hole, which was now too open to hold it in. Mikey moved from his position behind me, and as the big dicked stud moved out of the way, he knelt at my arse and started licking the cum from my hole, "oh god yeah, eat my hole" His warm tongue probing my worked over hole felt so good and I was still flying from the second the slam, I wished my hands were free so I could stroke my cock. As Mikey finished eating me out a new larger butt plug was worked inside me. They both then left the room, leaving me strapped in the sling, buzzing on chems, and ready for my next cock.

I've noticed since being on PrEP that although I will take basically any load, there is an extra thrill if the guy is Poz or if I suspect he is. It's kind of a rush that I think comes from doing something I'm not supposed to. Partly from cheating on BF and partly the risk.

I have to admit that I can be pretty picky but not for the same reasons that most on here have admitted to. Looks don't really matter to me, but attitude does. I love a man that can take control...a very dominant and verbal man usually gets my attention. I want a top that knows exactly what he wants and is willing to just take it. That makes me melt. Dicks size of course is always a matter to be discussed but attitude will always trump that in my book, especially if the top is into other kinks, like bondage, blindfolds, fisting, assplay, ws, etc. I also turn into a total faggot cumdump when parTying with like minded tops. No better feeling than being full of cum and then getting the next top to shove his dick in your full hole and feeling all that cum forced out from the pressure of the thick meat invading the vacant hole. Fucking hot....NOW I need a good dicking, lol.

years ago i was picky but in recent years i've come to realise that a cock is a cock & does not matter what it is attached to, If the top can get hard & wants to empty his balls i will willingly bend over & take it every time, Does not matter how old or young he is, cute pretty or god damn ugly does not matter my job is to take it like a good bitch & get bred.

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.

An old man texted me and ask me to see him one night last week. He is nice person but still weirdo. A little bit control freak. I knew he is a threesomholic. But what he loves is, he is only person having threesome. That's right. He enjoy to get served by two guys together but he would get mad if see you guys kissing or fucking each other. He is sort of king in his little kingdom. He invited guys without asking me. And this time this guy over, Tim, 24, short, skin head, skinny skeater boy. That guy is not really attracting me or not even my type. And I know he is living at my side of the city or just 2 station futher after he asked me where I live. We smoked a bit and he started to take off his clothes. He has a nice body even I dont like too smooth and guys shorter than me. But I still didnt do anything with Tim cause the king is between us enjoying 4 hands session. When Tim took off his jocks. I found that he got a piercing on his cock. And his cock is so white, clean, looks so smooth and delicious. That's is why Tim got my attention. Cause he is the first cock piercing I saw or touch in real. I think it is normal to have a wonder to feel it or play with it. But I still didnt go the way too far cause the fucking control freak. Then the old man turned me over and fuck me in front of Tim. And Tim came to my side, with his touch and kiss, Then on his knees and let me taste his clean cut cock. I think Tim is 7', and he loves to push my head deep. Awhile later the old man might not hard enough so we had some rest. Then the king fuck tim. And I sucked him at the same time. But he wanna kiss more. After that I think the old man might get tired and Tim look at me. I was fall'in love with him. We had a rest but Tim n I keep touching each other. And he kept giving me some signal. Then Tim licking my hole and the old man want to fuck again. Tim didnt leave his tongue. He kept licking me when the old man fuck me. And the old man got soft. Tim kept looking at me with a smile. I would say he looks very nasty. He kisses me then take my legs up. After I suck Tim's cock and I made him harder. He got bigger like 8.5'. And he looks at me and tell me he take his cock. He fucked me so hard. He pushed his whole cock in me and his eyes look at me asking me do I like it? But it was a bit painful and different feeling cause he is the first piercing cock I took before. He kept fucking hard and he said he wanna cum. But I stopped him. And after awhile we rest, Tim said he is going home. And after Tim left, the fucking old man is so annoying and said that I would do anything for Tim. I don't fucking understand and don't wanna give a piece of shit into him. Cause the old man would never tell me he invited someone else too. And I told him you are the one want the threesome but you are the one annoying that someone fuck me. I just didn't say it out "What is your fucking problem?". After I left the old dick's home. I still keep thinking of Tim. But I still didnt find Tim on Grindr. Maybe I would see him again soon.

I never ask. In fact, I love taking poz loads. And when the load is unmedicated - even better. Being on PrEP lets me be a bug chaser indefinitely. And if the numbers role against me and I get knocked up by a Truvada-resistant strain - I'm OK with that too... If that happens then it was just meant to be.

I TOTALLY agree with cam1972 !!

I love getting fucked. This is about a trip to a well known adult bookstore in southern Indiana. It’s sort of a sleazy place with the usual theaters showing round the clock porn, toys, magazines, tapes and CDs, and a large section with private booths that are slightly larger than the old wooden telephone booths. You probably know the type if you've ever visited an adult bookstore. Large enough so that two men can get into one booth and sometimes even a third. These booths had the usual number of glory holes cut in the wall between them. These pairs of booths were scattered around so that one area of the private booths wasn’t piled up with guys cruising. It was a nice set up. I had been on AOL hitting up the local rooms as well as some specialty rooms. I had prepped myself with a good session with my shower shot. I was cruising to find some men to fuck me as usual. But, this night I was having no luck at all. In frustration, I finally decided to dump AOL and head to Theater X in Indiana. I arrived around midnight. I bought the obligatory five dollars of tokens and walked back to the peep sections (private booths). I walked through the place noting which booths were occupied and looked at all of the men who were standing around. Some rubbed their crotches and made a motion to enter a particular booth but I was first going to go through the whole place. I did stop off at a couple of booths checking out who was in an adjoining booth where there was a glory hole but moved on to finish the initial tour. I had made mental notes of a couple of the men intending to return to them and with luck get my ass fucked. I’m not particular as I’m a pig. All I care about is getting my ass fucked by men. I love that. I returned to one of the men I had noted and did enter an adjoining booth locking the door behind me. I knelt down and looked through the hole to see the guy that had cruised me. He had come back to hopefully hook up with me in the other booth. I put a few tokens in the slot and the movie began. My neighbor flipped the channel to a gay film and returned to the hole. By his time, I saw through the hole that the guy on the other side had pulled his dick out and was playing with it. I stood up, dropped my shorts, pulled off my t-shirt tossing it on the stool, lubed my ass, and dropped back down to look through the hole. I was now naked except for my sandals which was my usual attire when I visited this store. The guy continued to watch the movie but looked in my direction ever so often. Once his dick had gotten fully blown up, the guy walked over to the hole and stuck his dick through where I swallowed it whole and began sucking on it. I sucked full length and did some tongue twisting on his dick stimulating the guy more to get him fully aroused. I was determined I was going to get his dick in my ass so that I could get the load of cum that would go with the fucking. I’m about 5 feet 10 inches, weigh about 185, have brown hair, blue eyes, and though I’m not an Adonis I’m no slouch either. I’m just a nice fuck pig. And, I had hooked up with a man who was about 6 feet tall, weighing about 200 pounds with a bushy head of hair and full beard. His dick was thickish about 6 to 7 inches long but soft. The guy looked like maybe a farmer or someone who worked outside at least. I’m not particular about what a man does to earn a living as long as I get fucked. I’m such a tramp . . . which is what I like best about me. Anyway, I was kneeling down sucking on his dick getting it good and slick and fluffed up with a good hefty load of blood in it. I like dicks rock hard. Before the guy could shoot his load, I pulled my mouth off his dick, stood up, turned around, and as I took hold of his dick again, I began to back up to the head lining it up with my ass hole. I slowly backed onto the dick that stayed pushed through the hole. Since his dick wasn’t being pulled back through the hole, I knew he was willing to fuck me. The head finally popped my ass opened and began sliding slowly inside me. Once I had a good portion of the dick in my ass, I released my hold and with both hands pulled my ass cheeks wide open sliding backwards more and more until my cheeks finally came to the painted plywood wall covered with graffiti. I adjusted myself on the wall so that my cheeks were spread wide open and was in as comfortable position of being slightly bent over so that this man’s dick could now go at my ass. And, this man did just that. This fucker was a pounder and a grinder. He would alternate slamming into me full force for several pumping motions followed by a full thrust in my ass and then grinding his dick all around inside me. This was repeated over and over again. But, in time, I felt the fucking picking up tempo. The guy was really slamming into my ass—so much so that I was being bumped off the wall where my cheeks were planted so that he could get a good fucking. In a few minutes more of his harder fucking, I heard the guy begin to pant and growl with a final thrust in my ass. The dick swelled up hugely then collapsed giving me my first shot of cum. My fucker allowed a couple more shots hit my gut before he pulled almost all the way out and rammed full force in my ass again sending a couple of more rounds of cum in me. He repeated this four times until at last he left his dick fully thrust in my ass so that the last of his cum would drain from his dick. With the completion, the guy began sliding his dick out of me. I gently squeezed on his cock so that I could drain out of his cock any remnants of his cum load. Before I could bend down to offer to suck him clean, the door opened and the guy left. I was disappointed but at least I had my first load of cum. I stood up and was beginning to pull my shorts up when I heard the door open and close and then heard the lock. I bent back down looking through the hole and saw a tall Black man in gym shorts, flip flops, and tank top. He had a Van Dyke with a shaved head. The man dropped some tokens and flipped through the channels until he settled on a movie. I deposited the last of my tokens in my machine and took my wallet out pulling bills bill from it just in case. Returning to the hole, I watched the Black guy who seemed disinterested but I could tell that he did have interest as he looked slyly at the hole through which I was watching him. The Black guy finally shifted his stance and moved closer to the hole. I stuck my finger through it for a few seconds and then withdrew it returning to view the man in the other booth. The Black guy put his hands on his gym shorts pushing them down. He slipped the shorts all the way down his lightly furred dark and muscled legs stepping out of first one of his flip flops to remove his leg from the shorts and then the other leg. He then removed his tank top putting his shorts and top on a stool in his booth. I was in lustful heat watching him strip and now standing with his back to me. What I can say is “brick shit house” for this view. He seemed to glisten as he stood there. This hot Black man turned to face the wall where I was peering through the gloryhole. I saw a dick on this man that had appeared from nowhere. It was as if David Copperfield had made this monster appear out of thin air. It was semi hard and bent downward obviously from the weight of this magnificent dick. It was massively thick, cut, very dark brown that looked black including the head. The head on this Black man’s dick was somewhat flattened yet it was still huge in size. The head was bigger than the shaft circumference but was still proportionally larger. It looked deadly. I was awe struck with the sight. The dick head though flattened a bit at the back of the head mightily flared upwards. I knew this would be one hell of a fuck if given the chance. The last thing that I noticed was the piss slit. It looked as if a fat first grade pencil could have easily been inserted. All this viewed from a glory hole—I could only imagine what it was like up close and very personal. The man slowly approached the glory hole stroking his dick equally as slow. He stood in front of it so that I could get a good view of him and then after a paused exhibition proceeded to push his dick through the hole. I bent my head down taking the cock head in my mouth as best I could. I wish I had been a viper so that I could disengage my jaw hinges to make my mouth open wider so that I could accept this massive dick and suck on it. I did the best I could but with the size of the dick I was working against the odds. I sucked on the dick and slobbered on it taking the time to pull my mouth off it and to run my tongue up and down it the full length to try to stimulate him. I must have done some stimulating as the dick did finally begin to grow upwards getting filled with blood so that it now began sticking outward instead of with the bend in it. I returned to sucking on the dick but was only able to get the head in my mouth and just a slight bit more behind the head. At best, I could only get about a little more than half in my mouth as there was still a curve. It didn’t last long before the guy began pulling his dick back through the hole. I thought the guy was not impressed and moving on. To my surprise, the guy bent down to the hole and asked if I wanted to get a booth together and a booth without a glory hole for privacy. I told him yes. We each dressed and departed our separate booths. I found an army of contenders outside our booths. Competition was going to be tough. The Black guy turned and began walking down the hallway, and I began to follow along with most of the other men there. I got blocked by a couple of the other guys but continued on with the herd. The Black guy finally reached a booth, opened the door, and went in. A couple of guys in front of me quickly opened the door starting to go in the booth with the Black guy. He saw who they were and loudly told them to get out. As the hallway welcome wagon entourage begrudgingly stepped aside, I finally made it to the door, opened it, went inside, and locked it after me. The Black guy took his tank top off and then his shorts again. I took my t-shirt and shorts off. We laid our clothes on the stool that was in the booth with us. I knelt down once more and again took his massive black dick in my mouth to get it hard once more. The Black guy was very careful and patient with me allowing me to move his dick around and try different angles so that I could suck his dick for the best results. Eventually, I did get a half decent position and the Black guy face fucked me slowly. Once in a routine of the Black guy holding my head for steadiness, I found a ball sack that contained two huge man balls in it. The sack and balls in it had appeared as miraculously as had his massive black dick. Obviously, I had not seen them as he had walked toward the glory hole stroking his massive dick when we were in separate booths and still had no chance for viewing them once he slid his dick through the hole. I gently stroked this new toy bag and played with each ball individually and both at once. All the while the large black dick grew upwards and filled to ever hardening thickness. My mouth was stretched to its maximum circumference as my own mouth began filling with my own saliva as there was no escape from my mouth since it was filled so fully. I began swallowing as hard as I could as well as taking very small amounts more of his thick long dick into my mouth. I estimated that he could only get this time about 5 or 6 inches of his dick in my mouth but that it had to be at least 9 inches in total length. I couldn’t understand how it was happening as usually such a thick dick or a dick with such length doesn’t get as hard as this man had. But, no matter; I had it and was going to use it as much as it was going to use my ass. As this Black man enjoyed himself--and I could tell he was enjoying himself--fucking my mouth, I was hoping that he would take a rest soon so that I could ask him to fuck me. I needed a rest to re-set my jaws which felt like they had been unhinged for sure. This Black man knew exactly what he did with a mouth wrapped around his dick. He knew by experience how much a man sucking him could take. Just as I was about to initiate my own pulling off his massive black dick I felt the movement in my mouth cease from an inward and outward to a withdrawal only. It did not take long to withdraw the massive dick but it was done slowly and with care so that my teeth didn’t catch on it. I breathed deeply as the Black man chuckled. He pulled me to my feet and put both of his great muscled arms around me pulling me closer. I nestled my face into the man’s hairy chest and began licking one of the large nipples that met me. I was held in the bear hug for a long time. I became aware that this man was moving his head downward eventually reaching my ear where he said, “You want to get fucked or more you want to try to take my dick up your ass?” Without hesitancy and yet with a flash of hesitancy rushing through my mind because of his black Sequoia-size dick, I shook my head and said, “Yes.” “You think you can take all of it?” “If I can’t, fuck me anyway. I’ll at least die trying and won't mind the suicide method.” The guy released me turning to position the stool in the booth. It wasn’t much but at least there would be some support and our clothing provided some but minimal padding which he arranged. Such a considerate fucker. I positioned myself on the stool decidedly hanging off on all sides. It was uncomfortable but determination will out. I braced my feet on the floor as well as my knees on the legs of the stools as best I could for some support. I reached out to test how far I was from the wall. My hands would keep me from being tipped over and dumped head first in the floor . . . I hoped. I felt a hand on my right ass cheek and then another hand on the other cheek. I felt my booth partner kneel down behind me with a moment spent assessing my ass. I then felt a tongue on the outside of my ass hole and gave a small moan of desire. This man continued to slowly move his tongue around and around my hole making the circles larger until the entire hole had been licked. His tongue now began licking and lapping at the outer side of my hole stimulating the nerve endings and sexually arousing me more and more. To say that he raped me with his tongue would be an understatement. I could only imagine what his dick would feel like . . . and shuddered in anticipation of that very thought. Just as I could stand it no longer, I felt his tongue drive itself into the wrinkled creases of my outer hole muscle and push itself deeply into my body. Over and over and over again this Black man drove his thick and surprisingly hard tongue as deep as he could into my hole again raising the ante and my sexual arousal. My dick was now semi-hard and leaking pre-cum juices in an almost steady stream as if I were pissing. This Black man knew how to make a bottom pig such as me turn into a heap of willing availability. I heard a voice ask, “Have you been fucked tonight?” “Yes.” “How many loads of cum you got in there?” “One, so far.” The Black guy chuckled as he stood up. I felt his big black dick push into me just behind my own ball sack. He told me to raise up slowly. As I did so, I felt a massive hand spread open my cheeks guiding my ass hole toward his massive black dick. “Now, squeeze out as much of that cum load that you can. I need some good cum lube.” I began squeezing and slowly felt the liquid that had been earned earlier being released from my body. Nothing appeared but his required lube; I'm fastidious in being prepared for sex. "Oh, yeah; that's it. You cum hungry bitch." When my new fucker to be was satisfied, he gave me a slight nudge on my back, and I settled back down onto the stool. I felt my booth mate swabbing his massive dick with the cum load that had just been in my ass by swabbing all over my ass hole and general area of the hole. He spread that now liquid cum load all over the head of his beautiful fat cock head. I knew it would be enough to get his giant cock head in my ass but also knew there would not be enough for his long shaft to be lubed. No matter. I wouldn't miss this pleasurable pain for anything. I soon felt his huge massive cock head on this giant black dick at my ass hole. A gentle pressure began; I reached out to the wall to provide backwards thrust to meet his monster black dick. This new fucker began spitting to supplement the cum load. The pain was excruciating but was not stopped. Inch by inch I felt his utility pole of a black dick enter my ass causing the nerve endings in my ass to scream in futile resistance. I was determined I was going to be fucked no matter how much sweating he did as he was doing now from his willingly forceful activity. I continued to push my hands on the wall as this Black man pushed forward against me burying into me his fat long black dick of his. The continued pressure continued as each one sixteenth of an inch of this behemoth slid into my ass. A burning sensation began in addition to the beautiful pain of being stretched open by this gargantuan tube of manliness. I was in sexual overload. After many minutes of constant inward pressure and consummate pain, I finally felt the prickling of the pubic hairs that surrounded his behemoth. Stage one was ending as I sweated profusely. Feeling his long fat black dick fully inserted in my ass sent me into a delirium of lust and my ass excited for having accomplished what was thought impossible. I could tell my hole was stretched to its maximum opening. My dick had continued to leak my pre-cum. This was a man who knew how large his dick was and had obviously used it to fuck other men’s asses. He knew that unless he wanted to tear a bottom’s ass to shreds he had to go slowly to allow for total adjustment. All in good time there would be plenty of time for that glorious fucking motion of in and out of a fully possessed hole. He did rest to allow my gut to stretch and to accept him. In fact, we both rested as without a word being said we both knew what was going to happen next. I soon felt a movement in my ass. Slight and easy but definitely a movement. It was followed by more movement until finally I sensed this invader of my ass was withdrawing slowly. For many, many minutes, my ass was filled with this huge black dick. This Black man tested my resilience and readiness with each passing minute by withdrawing and re-inserting his black dick until after a complete testing of the withdrawal of almost the full length of his fat black dick he began to engage in the wondrous feeling and mutual joy of fucking my ass. “Fucking yeah, man. You can take a fucking.” Through somewhat gritted teeth I said, “You bet your dick in my ass I can.” This Black fucker chuckled and continued to pick up the pace of his fucking leaving me to hang on and to steady myself as best I could . . . considering the situation. The more he fucked the better the feeling. The pain subsided to nothing eventually leaving me to focus on how my ass felt which was ecstatic. The sensation of his 9-inch or more dick that was as fat as a man’s wrist drove me into sexual overload with each thrust of it into me. This huge black dick was being stimulated all over it by the gooey mixture providing the slipperiness needed to continue fucking as the nerve endings felt the pressure of my innards squeezing on his dick. The more he fucked me the harder he got and the more fuck juices he was creating for lube making it easier for fucking. It was such a symbiotic relationship that we shared with the other. We were in sync with each other, and it was obvious. We fucked for an extremely long time. We had no clue how long but that it had to have been a half hour or more. At times, I was almost spilled on the floor as I would lose my balance a bit but never did the two of us separate. We were coupled for one mission and neither of us was willing to break the connection. We only repositioned me on the stool and continued. I accepting and feeling super filled by such a huge black dick on this Black man. This Black man felt his huge black dick being swallowed and accepted by my ass that drove and stimulated him and the contents of his balls to ever higher sensations. I began feeling sweat dripping onto my ass cheeks and lower back as this black fucker drove in and out of my ass harder and harder hitting the inner wall of my gut. He continued to pick up speed and began adding real depth to his invasion of my ass. His timing was impeccable. His hands held my hips firmly and continued to test his grip as he increased his tempo of deeper and deeper thrusts in me. More and more he kept me as steady as possible in his huge hands gripping my hips viselike while he continued to pound my ass filling me full with his now steel-like dick. More and more I felt his black fully fattened dick drive further into me stretching a new portion of my colon that gave me a sharp tinge of pain . . . and what glorious wonderful pain it was. I could sense after all this time that the end was arriving and that soon his huge black dick was going to be spewing into me all the contents of this tall black man’s huge balls. I heard from behind me a beginning of wild panting through my booth partner’s nose followed shortly by open mouthed panting and gasping as this tall Black man drove harder and harder into and out of my hole. I braced myself as best I could with my hands on the wall. “FUCK!” “DAMN!” “MO-THER-FUCK-ER!” “SHIT!” “JE-SUS!” I heard his explosive verbal assault and with each word or syllable I felt my ass slammed into by his huge black dick. I knew at the same time that this Black fucking man was unleashing another round of his cum into me. As the last word left his lips, the Black man began pumping and fucking again replacing the slam fucking he had done with slower but still steady pumping. I knew the ride was over and that I had just received a huge load of cum that was equivalent to the mass of the black dick that had just delivered the cum. The fucking motion began slowing and finally ceased with the black dick still invading fully my hole. The two of us rested as best as possible. I lay on the stool sweating and panting as he stood behind me doing the same thing. He did eventually lean forward over me holding my shoulders to steady himself. We were in sync. Quite some time later after the sweating had abated and we each had regained our normal breathing, the black dick began to slide out of my hole and then slowly was pulled out completely by its owner. As the head of his wonderful fuck tool still blocked my hole, it was slower still removed by its owner allowing my hole to close completely as best possible. To be sure, I gently squeezed down on this now deflating delivery tube so that I could milk out all the last drops of his cum. This fucking man did not want any of his DNA to leak out . . . and neither did I. I slowly stood up and turned around to face my fucker. We both grinned as the last drops of sweat rolled off each. I licked the sweat off my fucker’s nipples and tasted the briny fluid. I wondered how his cum tasted . . . and I found out by kneeling quickly and once more taking his now deflating beautiful dick into my mouth cleaning it thoroughly as I longed to do and dutifully did. He once more pulled me up to him wrapping me in his arms once more hugging me, smiled, and released me. With a restoration of energy, we began dressing. He introduced himself and I found my fucker’s name was Andre. I thanked him and told him that I had enjoyed it. Andre said he had as well since most men couldn’t take a fucking from him. I asked if he lived in the area. Andre said he lived over in Kentucky. I said that I did, too. Andre asked if I lived alone, and I told him that he did. I hesitated, then, offered to give Andre my number if he wanted it. He could call and perhaps we could fuck again. Andre told me he’d like that. I took my wallet out and handed Andre a card with my name, address, and number on it. Andre read the card and laughed. Also, on the card were the words “Services by Bill”. Andre asked if I was heading home. I thought momentarily and said that I was. I told Andre that I didn’t think anything could top what he had just done. Andre smiled and said, “Well, I’m leaving, too. In fact, I’m headed in your direction. What are your plans when you get home?” I looked at Andre’s smiling face and said, “Well, I believe that I have company for the rest of the night.”

I had successfully seduced a bi married top into fucking me raw and he was a natural. Our first encounter was a hot fucking in the hay loft of his barn. I convinced him to fuck me bareback and got him to cum while balls deep in me. He liked it so much he did it twice. It was a rough and intense first hook up that lasted about two hours. There was little talking aside from the grunts and groans. There was no sucking, no foreplay just raw fucking. I left sore but elated that I had initiated my own breeding and I didn't regret it. Two weeks went by with no follow-up communication, so I emailed a discreet "thanks for the tour of your farm" email but received no reply. I was afraid he was freaking out about fucking raw, but figured, like all bi attached guys, he had other obligations so I understood. But I kept thinking about how his 8" thick uncut cock felt in me and the way he edged himself and fucked me into non verbal state. I wanted him again - in fact, I ached for him. It was almost three weeks before I received an email from him and it was hot! He told me he was freaked that he didn't practice safe sex but he would catch himself thinking about how good the heat of my ass felt on his cock and how primal it made him feel. He added his fears and regrets had subsided and he very definitely wanted me again, remarking "You showed me the side of me that I want to see again." We made arrangements to meet at a cheap motel halfway between our homes. I arrived there first and got the room ready: lube, low light, incense and music were all ready when I received a text from him, saying he was at the bar next to the motel. I thought he was having cold feet, so I went to the bar and found him sitting in a far corner, staring at an empty shot glass. He was finishing a bottle of beer and as I approached motioned to the bartender for another round. He remained quiet until the bartender had made his delivery and walked away, and then I said "So you need a drink before you see me again. I can't tell if I am flattered or insulted." He looked up at me, met my gaze and I could tell his hesitation was lost, and that the spark of lust between us was palatable. Keeping that eye contact, I picked up his shot glass and downed it and walked away. I heard him fumble for his money and shout "keep the change" to the bartender. He caught up to me just outside the door of the room. I opened the door, and gestured him in. Entering the room, I turned to lock the door, and no sooner done than he was on me, grabbing my pants and pulling them off, remarking he wanted in me now. He spun me around and pushed me on the bed. My pants were tangled around my ankles and my shirt pulled up to my shoulders as I felt the heat of his cock press against my hole. He spat on my hole, and I felt him enter my ass. He didn't stop for me to adjust, he simply pushed his way in until he was balls-deep. I all but screamed in pain, and shook with the intensity, but he kept at me so his full eight inches were deep in my ass, as he humped me. He was fairly slow at first, but as I loosened-up, he picked up the pace and was soon was roughly full-force. Looking back, I think it was the roughest, rawest fucking my ass had ever experience. He was feral in his approach, and his grunts and groans were far more animalistic than I had experienced in the past. This time there was no careful edging, it was pure brutalistic ass-fucking. I was both scared and humiliated yet was also excited and turned-on. I was so focused on his cock and my ass, that I didn't notice I was hard and leaking precum like crazy. My cock was pinned beneath me and the wetness was making it slick as his thrusts rocked my whole body back and forth. The pleasure I was experiencing grew and grew, and before long it seemed like my whole body was on fire - my nipples felt the scratch of the bed cover and my whole body was sweating profusely with the work out I was getting. As he steadily pounded away, I could feel my cock go crazy and to my surprise, I felt myself cum, but he simply pushed me down harder into the mattress and kept fucking without pause, fucking me through my orgasm and honestly made me forget it happened. He kept at me this way and I felt my cock grow hard again, now with the added lube of my own cum, I moaned with the duel pleasure I was experienced from his technique. Once again, to my surprise I came, but he still kept fucking away, , even through my orgasm. I had never fucked like this - I was nothing but a hole to him and I loved my role. Then I registered he had reached the point of no return - his pace picked up, and, with all the strength I could muster, I lifted my head, and said "Oh my god, cum in me! Fucking cum in me, man!" That was all he needed. He stopped and I felt his great cock fill my tenderized hole. I cried out as I felt him spew in me. It felt so good I simultaneously laughed and cried. It was so right and I was in ecstasy: I had been completely ravished. He pulled out, and I involuntarily whimpered with the ache of loosing him. I heard him pull his pants up and zipup and before I could turn around he was out the door. I didn't care. I felt too good. I got into bed and immediately fell asleep.

I will keep taking it, but it takes a while before I really get back into enjoying the fuck. I prefer to not cum until the end.

Anonymous breeding. Either sticking my dick through a gloryhole and having some random guy slide back onto it, or finding a guy on all fours and burying my beard in his crack till he's wet and open then diving balls deep till I'm satisfied. No other interaction necessary except a mask/blindfold if he wants to clean my cock after, I don't need to see his face or know his name.

I have a bookstore fetish. I love spending an evening at a bookstore sucking dick through a glory hole. I love to fuck a bottom raw through a glory hole. I've also taken cock raw through them. Although not as much as I used to. I also have a tendency to find a hot jock bottom and get him all poppered up and use him. I have a few of those that are local who find them in this position. I also love to get high on 420, poppered up and bottom for big black cock. I have a few tops who handle that need. My biggest fantasy/fetish... Being a cum dump at a bath house or sex club. Maybe renting a room and whoring myself out to anon loads. Don't get me wrong though. In the end I am not as discriminatory as I may sound. I have a very open mind regarding men and sex. I recently unloaded in my regular cum dump. He then asked me to piss up his ass. It was hard for me but I accomplished it. He loved it. For me it was so so.

PART 3 As I gratefully slurped on Jake's fat poz dick, I couldn't get over how sweet his seed tasted as it dripped from his twitching cock. Precum continued to pulse out of his shaft. His balls still hung heavy with millions of infected sperm. I wanted all of that seed swimming up in my guts, taking over my body, colonizing me with his deadly DNA. I looked up at him, and he grinned at me, shaking his head and laughing. "That's only your first load, and you're already addicted to my virus," he said. "You're such a good boy. You ready for more poz dick?" "Fuck yeah," I said, arching my back even more and spreading my knocked-up cunt for Trey, who was rubbing the head of his raw cock against my dripping hole. Trey slapped my ass. "That's not just a hole anymore," he said to me. "That's a fuckin' CUMhole. Isn't that right, boy?" "Yes," I answered. "What's that cumhole for?" Trey asked. "For taking raw dick and poz seed," I said. "Damn, Jake. He's such a good boy," Trey said. "I think he deserves a little bump of T inside this swollen cunt." "Fuck yeah, baby," Jake said, leaning over to spread my hole with his hands. "Put a few shards on the end of your raw dick and work 'em in. Make him bleed a little more. Get him even hungrier. I want him good and wrecked before Beau shoves his toxic dick inside this hungry little fuckhole. Hey, boy," he said to me. "You feel that cum dripping out of your cunt? Trey's gonna plug you up with his dick and work all that poz jizz into your little neg butt, your tissues, your bloodstream. He's gonna rub my sperm deeper into you. And from here on out, we're only gonna use our virus as lube. Got that?" "Yes," I answered. "Yes. Please. I want it. More poz seed. Inside me. Deeper. Please." Jake grunted approval. As I kept worshipping his twitching poz dick, I heard Trey rustling around in a plastic bag behind me. Then I felt the head of his cock push up inside my hole, along with a scratching, burning heat that first made me tense up. But just a moment later, hunger radiated up my spine, and I backed my hole onto his dick in one greedy backward thrust. "Thatta bitch," said Trey. "Fuck yourself on my poz dick, boy. Fuck yourself to death. I want to see how much you want my virus." I pushed off his cock, then pushed back again to swallow his shaft with my partied-up hole. Then again. And again. Faster. Hungrier. Grunting, panting, whimpering with pain and insane pleasure, possessed by a deep need for these men to make me theirs forever. I glanced over at Beau, who was still hard at work under the desklamp. Were those needles in his hands? And why was one of the syringes a deep shade of red? Trey didn't last long: after a minute or two of watching me impale myself on his poz dick, he grabbed my hips and reclaimed control of my neg cunt. "Fuck, Jake," he said. "I'm not gonna last much longer. This boy needs another dose of our strain. Don't you, boy?" I whimpered. Jake smacked me on the side of the head. "Trey asked you a question, boy. Do you want his strain?" "Yes, I want his poz strain," I replied. "Please infect me. Knock my ass up. Make me yours. Own me. POZ ME. PLEASE." Hearing that, Trey's breath grew shorter, and his dick got even harder. "Fuck you, bitch," he said to me. "You're getting pozzed tonight whether you want it...or...NOT." Then he went into a convulsive, ass-pounding orgasm, his poz dick pumping stream after stream of tainted cum into my wide-open neg hole. As he continued to shake with each pulse of his fat dick, I pushed my ass against him again, working his cock with my swollen cunt, doing everything I could to drain him completely and get that strain as deep as it could go. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Beau watching us from the desk, his hand working his dick as his balls bounced with every stroke. I was mesmerized by those balls -- low and full and deadly. Beau smiled. "I think this boy's ready for the next stage of his initiation," he said to Jake. Jake nodded. With Trey's dick still twitching inside my slopped-up cumhole, Beau walked over and knelt down beside me, turning my face to look at him. He was in his late twenties, and had the look of a fratboy gone to the dark side: backwards ball cap, strong jawline, military haircut, muscled-up pecs, and a trail of fur running down the middle of his abs to a veiny cock, even bigger than Jake's, that was perfect for pozzing up uninitiated jockboy hole. It was his eyes that gave him away: dark, almost pitch-black, piercing, the eyes of a Devil who's out to destroy. "We've made you into a hungry boy," he said to me. "But it's time to make you even hungrier. Are you ready to be a shameless, trashy cumpig for us to pimp out and poz up all night long? You ready to go to the next level?" I nodded. "I'm ready," I said. "I'll do anything. I want your virus. Bad." "Anything?" "Anything. Please. Poz me." Beau grinned, and turned to Trey. "Let's put him on the couch," he said. "Prop up his arm on a pillow." He walked back to the desk, returning with four syringes. He handed one each to Jake and Trey, put another behind his ear, and held out the last one for me to see. It was a deep crimson red. "See that, boy? That's my blood. I melted a syringe full of Tina with my fucking toxic blood, and I'm gonna pump this into your vein. After that, you're gonna be 50 times higher than you are right now. By that point, you won't even feel like a hot little jockboy anymore -- you'll be nothing but a hole, and you'll welcome every AIDS-infected cock deep in your wrecked cunt. You ready for that, fucker?" I turned to Jake. He rubbed my chest reassuringly. "It's OK, pig," he told me. "Believe me, you want this. Just trust us. You'll fucking love it." Beau was already applying a tourniquet to my arm. Meanwhile, Jake and Trey were doing the same to theirs. "Watch Jake do his hit," Beau said to me. "He's going to stick the needle in his vein, draw it back to make sure that he's directly connected to his bloodstream, then push the plunger in. That delivers the T right into his circulatory system. Watch." I watched. Jake inserted the needle. He pulled back the plunger, a flood of red filling the syringe. Then he pushed the plunger in, pulled the needle out, and released the tourniquet, raising his arm above his head. His mouth dropped open and his eyes rolled back. He let out a long, shaky breath. And his dick suddenly curved even further upward, a stream of precum oozing out of his piss-slit as he broke into an ecstatic grin. "See that?" said Beau. "Now, it's gonna be really intense at first. You might feel like you're having trouble breathing, and you might feel really warm all of a sudden. But don't worry -- that's normal. Just relax into it. OK?" "OK," I said, resting my arm on the pillow. Beau had no trouble finding a vein, gently inserting the needle into my arm. Even from that initial puncture, I felt a tiny rush from the T on the needle. He pulled the plunger back, and the red color of the syringe grew even darker. "Ready, boy?" he said, looking me in the eye. "You ready to take my virus directly into your bloodstream?" "Fuck yeah," I said. "Push that poz blood into me." "You didn't have a choice, bitch." He plunged the syringe's contents into my vein just before releasing the tourniquet. It hit me immediately. I felt a powerful rush in my head, and I went into a coughing fit as I tasted something chemical at the back of my throat. Then my breathing grew shallow, causing me to have a moment of panic -- but then Jake was lying down next to me, wrapping his arms around me, running his hands over my chest and stomach. "Just relax, buddy," he said. "It's OK. It's intense, I know. But just relax into it. Relax." I looked him in the eyes, my breathing still tense and labored. "Here," he said. "Does this help?" With a light touch of his fingers, he moved down to my slopped-up cumhole, gently inserting two fingers just an inch or two into my cunt. As soon as his fingers entered my knocked-up butt, all thoughts of panic vanished. Suddenly my fuckhole was the center of my universe -- it expanded around his fingers, seemed to expand into the entire room. I was nothing but a hungry slammed-up poz-craving cunt dripping with two loads of viral seed. Nothing else -- just a hole, ready to surrender to any dick that wanted to mark me and charge me up. My eyes rolled back in my head, I let out a long, low moan, and my hole felt ready to swallow Jake's hand. He grinned. "There you go," he said. "That's the sound of a slampig being born." I looked up toward Beau, who was just then plunging the syringe into his vein. My eyes fixated on his cock as it twitched and dripped during his initial rush. Meanwhile, he stared right back at me. "Show me your slampig fuckhole," Beau said. "Spread it. I wanna see what I'm gonna flood with poz seed." I spread my cum-soaked, torn-up hole as far as I could. He watched me with his dark Devil eyes, jacking his unmedicated poz cock, his fat shaft glistening like steel. "Nice," he said to me, his eyes gleaming with a hunger to destroy me -- me, this helpless negboy bitch with veins pumped full of Tina and tainted blood. "Keep those legs up, boy. I'm gonna pound that cunt and poz you the fuck up." MORE SOON...

Nice Id like to get involved im 25 poz im verse love to fuck and be fucked with no mercy, piercings are a plus and so are smokers and watersports.

Thanks for your interest. I'm always ready to breed, fuck, rim, suck, get twisted etc. but not into romantic scene. I crave kinky sexual action! BTW..I'll be spa'ing it in Rochester with my slave Monday evening 6/18/12 if u want to eat ass and get fucked.

Drugged and Forced to be a Male Prostitute (Part 2) Kyle was taking his second load of poz cum of the afternoon and he was loving it. He knew from that point on he was gay. Over the next few hours he would take more loads from the 2 studs who had shown him how wonderful gay sax could be. All his life he would jerk off trying to think of a hot chick from school or a sexy super model. But now he knew his true self, his real sexual desires were being satisfied. Tyler was fucking Kyle when he said to Rickey, “This bitch is gona bring in some good cash.” “Hell yea Ty, once we get him built up a bit he’ll be a good addition to our coral.” “Look’s like he needs another slam.” “Yea, you’re right Ty. I’ll go get him one, I think he’ll be ready for the ‘DP’ after that.” “Right, I’ll flip on my back,” Tyler picked Kyle up and flipped over on his back without pulling out of their fuck toy. “That’s it, just rock back and forth a little while Rickey get’s you a little something to keep you feeling good.” Rickey returned and promptly gave Kyle another slam, this one stronger then the first. Kyle couldn’t sit up any more and laid down on Tyler’s chest immediately after the removal of the tourniquet as the drugs moved through his body. “OH FUCK!” escaped Kyle’s mouth as he lay on Tyler’s chest. Rickey didn’t waste any time and crawled up behind the drugged teen and slid his cock in along side his buddy’s as a louder “OH FUCK!” came from the drugged up boy. Kyle never knew his as could stretch that far, but as he accommodated the 2 cocks within him he felt an immense pleasure deep in side. Rickey and Tyler set about fucking into Kyle with such animalistic vigor the 2 studs knew that the teen would not escape their grasps as their new commodity. Kyle could only moan as he took the hard fucking of 2 cocks at the same time. Tyler and Rickey had an ability to sustain themselves when they double fucked a willing cunt and Kyle was no exception. Kyle took the simultaneous pounding for well over an hour before they shot their loads. Rickey was first (and in his position it was easier for him) to pound away at Kyle’s well stretched ass. There were a couple times he pulled out to the tip and rammed back in their new boy. He looked into Tyler’s eyes as he shot his load. Once Tyler felt his buddy’s cock spasm his thrusting picked up and he shot his load. The 3 sweaty body’s lay upon the bed as they each collected their breath. Tyler’s cock slipped out first followed by Rickey puling out. They pushed Kyle on his back and took a good size dildo to the boy’s hole, making sure to work their poz jism deeper into the drugged up boy. They were satisfied that their DNA was working its way within Kyle’s blood stream when they saw a red tinge on the end of the dildo. The dildo was removed and a large butt plug replaced it within the teen’s gapping hole. Rickey leaned in close to Kyle and told him, “You’ve been a good boy so far, but now it’s time to learn to suck cock and swallow cum. The rest of our ‘crew’ will be here soon and you will suck each one of them off.” Tyler added, “I’m sure they will love the opportunity to cum down your throat.” A naked Kyle was helped down to the living room as Rickey and Tyler pulled their cargo shorts and shorts back on. They made Kyle drink Gatorade (laced with G), as he watched bareback porn on the 60” plasma as they made sure he did not stroke his semi-hard cock. They could tell that the Viagra he took was not working as well as he was slowly getting Tina dick. Tyler commented, “Another good slam and he’ll be as limp as a wet noodle” as he went to administer a third slam to the drugged up fuck toy. “There ya go boy, you feeling good?” Kyle was in heaven. He had never done drugs before, not even a beer, and now he had been given 3 slams of crystal meth. All he could doo was nod yes as he was in a drugged up haze. His semi hard erection had become a shriveled up 2” boy clit, but he was horny as fuck. Kyle begged, “Please fuck me, I need to be fucked, please.” He was left, not allow to touch himself as he waited. Soon a couple young guys came through the door. They looked to be no older then Kyle, 18, if that. There was Jim, Bob and David. They almost had the same build as Kyle except for the fact that these three were a bit more muscular. The three were told “Kyle here is your new ‘brother’ and he wants to learn how to give a proper blow job. You will each get your reward once he has swallowed each and ever load you can give him. And remember, you can’t fuck him. We’ll be watching.” Jim was the first boy that they brought into the stables. He was a former high school wrestle and used to be straight when they drugged and thought him the joys of gay sex. After his indoctrination Jim broke up with his pregnant girlfriend and went to work for the roommates. There were a couple of boys after Jim, but one ran off with a ‘John’ and the other got killed. Then Bob was easily recruited into the stables. His father kicked him out after discovering he was gay and a drug user. He easily fit in with working as one of their male whores. The last one was David, he was a lonely gay boy in Chicago and found acceptance from the group. He was resistant at first to working for them, but after converting and testing poz he knew he had no place to go. Rickey and Tyler promised to take care of him. The 2 roommates did take care of their boys. They gave them a place to live, clothes, food, gym memberships and most important thing of all, AIDS medication. The three escorted Kyle up to one of the other bedrooms. The only furniture in this room was a couple mattresses on the floor and a dimly lit lamp in the corner. There was also a night vision camera in one of the corners so that the roommates could watch the three teach Kyle to suck cock. Jim said, “If you listen to us and do as we tell you, you will have no problem sucking any size cock into your throat, and with Bob’s length you might even get his cum to bypass your mouth and go directly down your throat.” Jim was first, by seniority, and dropped his shorts. He pulled Kyle’s head into his crotch. “Just lick it for now, lick from my balls to the tip of my cock.” Kyle began to work his tongue all over Jim’s cock and balls. And with the T and G in him he was really getting into this. It didn’t take long for Jim to get hard. Then Jim told his cock sucker, “Open your mouth and suck it in, and remember to watch your teeth. No ‘John’ likes his dick scraped by a boys teeth when he’s getting sucked.” Kyle did just as he was told, and he was sucking his first cock. “Oh yea, that’s it. Work my pole with that mouth of yours.” Jim hadn’t been allowed to cum on almost a week and he couldn’t hold back any longer. He grabbed Kyle's head to make sure that he wouldn’t pull off, looked down at Kyle and told him, “Make sure you show the camera the cum in your mouth before you swallow ever drop.” Jim then began to pant as Kyle felt his cock thicken in his mouth, then “OH YEAH!” Jim shouted out as he fired a weeks worth of cum into Kyle’s mouth. Jim made sure that Kyle showed his open mouth to the camera so that their pimps could see the fresh cum in his mouth before he swallowed it down. Kyle didn’t have much time to catch his breath as David pulled Kyle between his legs. David grabbed his cock sucker’s head and forced the length of his tool to the back of his throat. With Jim at his side, Kyle was coached on how to breathe, work his tongue and his mouth on a cock to give the best blow job known. David just sat back as his balls boiled to overflow and soon Kyle was eating his second load of cum. Kyle finished to look up at Bob stroking a massive 9” cock, bigger then what the roommates had. Kyle was trying to figure out how he’d get that in his mouth when Jim encouraged him, “Just remember what I told you about breathing through your nose and to relax.” Kyle crawled on his knees over to Bob and began by licking his balls. Bob kept stroking as Kyle worked his tongue up the shaft to the tip as Bob moved his hand to the back of Kyle’s head. Rickey and Tyler watched on the group on the plasma knowing that this was going to be a brutal face fuck. Kyle was not prepared for Bob’s cock. He thrusted his massive 9” deep into Kyle’s throat. Since their working boys aren’t allowed to fuck, this is Bob’s way of working out his frustrations. Kyle’s eyes welled up with tears as his throat took a rough fucking similar to that his ass took earlier. With Jim’s instructions and encouragement and his own determination, Kyle was able to accommodate the cock in his throat. Bob was one to take a long time no matter when he shot last. He was a brutal top that was turned into a whore bottom. When he got this rare chance to use his dick, he made the most of it. Kyle quickly learned to relax his throat as Bob rammed his shaft in and out of his mouth. Kyle did his best to put up with the face fucking and just as his jaw began to get sore he felt the cock in his throat began to swell then spasms as Bob was delivering his load directly into his gut. Bob pulled back a bit to give Kyle the last few spurts before smacking him across the face with his still hard cock. “I fucking wish I could breed this bitch! I’m still fucking hard.” Just as Bob finished talking the bedroom door opened up and in walked Rickey and Tyler. Rickey asked, “Nice job boys, you think this bitch will be ready to work the party tomorrow night?” “I’m sure with some personal tutoring I can have him ready Boss”, Bob was quick to say. But he knew he had no chance of fucking the new kid. The boys were there to be fucked and to suck the various guys who paid their way into the party. “OK boys, Tyler has your work assignments for the night. Remember, cash up front and we know how much you will be getting for each of your John’s.” The boys left the room leaving Kyle on his knees in front of Rickey.