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[Moderator's Note: I split this continuation by a new author off into its own thread. The first 3 parts are here https://breeding.zone/topic/30506-chaser-roommate-convinces-roommate-to-chase/ ] PART 4 : THE FINAL TEST Ryan did not respond to Gabe's text for the longest time. He read over the text: "What do you say? I know you want it. Even got a hot buddy with me if u r interested. Big muscle black POZ guy ready to breed you raw." Ryan just sat there carefully massaging his dick while thinking about Gabe. He found pleasure in stroking his ever growing cock, knowing that he could so easily let their VENOM invade his hole. He was ignoring the third and fourth texts he had just received from Gabe. He desperately wanted to invite the two POZ guys over and take a rough fucking, but he was still somewhat scared. Something was holding him back. "So, boy. You there? Can we cum over?" Ryan typed "YES" several times, but would always delete his response just before sending it. He wanted Gabe badly, but didn't want to put himself in a precarious situation. "I'm not home for long," he finally typed. "Maybe another time." He resumed jacking off. He imagined how good it would feel to have Gabe and this nameless black predator fuck him... Gabe messaged again: "Horny. We r cumming over 4 a quickie." Ryan took out his poppers and sniffed intensely. Feeling slightly light headed, he typed "OK" but still hesitated. But slowly, as the poppers started affecting him, making him feel horny and uninhibited, he pressed the SEND button. For a good quarter of an hour he sniffed poppers and jacked off, pleasuring his dick and massaging his hole. Out of the blue, he heard a knock at the door. Getting over his initial shock and surprise, he got up, looked through the peep hole, and saw Gabe with a muscular black man in a white tank top. He knew their one mission was to breed and convert his ass. Another knock. Ryan stayed silent, not wanting to alert the two men of his presence. Maybe Gabe and the sexy tough black guy would just go away, he thought. During these slow seconds, he continued stroking. He slid his hand on his fully erect cock and slid up and down, moaning Gabe's name. He could see Gabe a few feet away from him, and his strokes intensified. Gabe would be none the wiser. Until, that is, Ryan saw Gabe type something into his phone and the chime of the phone not far away went off. FUCK! Another text: "I know ur there!" Gabe and the black guy both continued: "Open the door, fucking bitch! We didn't come here for nothing." More knocking, now almost a pounding on the door. Ryan had no choice. He could call the cops, but that would seem pointless. He also didn't want those two guys to stay at his entrance and attract unnecessary attention of his neighbors and passers-by. He reluctantly opened the door. And there stood Gabe and the stranger, with all their sex appeal. Gabe was the same beautiful olive brown with the same attractive body which seemed even nicer than he had remembered earlier in the bathroom. On the other hand, the black stranger was a muscular, thick, charcoal dark skinned man probably in his mid-thirties, with long black hair and smooth muscles bulging from his tight jeans and T-shirt, and a hard cock visible through his pants. Gabe stepped inside, the other guy following suit. They quickly brought Ryan to his Donald's room and, once there, took out a large mirror that Donald usually kept under the bed. "This is so you can watch us as we fuck the shit out of you." Gabe pushed Ryan on the bed and started taking off his victim's clothes. Ryan was petrified; he froze. While this sexy new stranger was holding him captive by the wrists, Gabe got Ryan completely naked, lubed his thick dick, and teased warmed-up Ryan's hole. Ryan told himself that maybe he could just let Gabe penetrate him a few seconds, and only with the tip of his cock, and that would be all. He was losing his mind with the anticipation and the poppers. His heart was pounding in his chest. He was scared, but oddly excited. This is what, after all, he had wanted. Gabe rimmed him briefly Ryan's usually tight hole was quickly spreading open. The black guy was gradually letting go of Ryan's wrists as he held the now open bottle of poppers under Ryan's nose. Ryan took a few deep breaths. And that's when Gabe slid in: slowly, but purposefully and forcefully. Ryan gasped. He had never taken a cock before, let alone a raw dick. He was shaking from nervousness. But oddly, he enjoyed the feeling. The poppers were doing their work. "Fuck yeah! You want it. I knew it," confirmed Gabe. They fucked. While Gabe was pinning Ryan's ass to the bed in a doggy position, holding the thighs and sliding his rod in and out faster and faster, Ryan couldn't help but moan. It was actually quite painful, but it felt sooooo good. And the poppers were making him lose control - fast! He then looked up and saw, in the mirror, a hot man guy ramming him. FUCKING HOT, he thought. This guy is powerful. And he was scared no more... FUCK - I have to find a way to stop this. But somehow it felt so good. To have this guy plow him mercilessly. It was taboo; he shouldn't let this happen. He wanted to stay NEG. But he couldn't bring himself to end things just yet. Then, from the side, a dark hand turned Ryan's head to the side and shoved his mouth onto a hard, throbbing black shaft. And that is when he saw the black guy's face contorted in sheer pleasure. This guy was now forcing Ryan to suck him off. "Suck it, bitch! You know you want to." "Are you ready, bitch?" Gabe asked. He was getting close. Without thinking, Ryan replied, "Yes. Fuck yes. Give it to me. Fuck me. I want your dirty seed!" "You're gonna get it, Gabe roared. This moment reminded Ryan of the first night he had heard Gabe fucking Donald. Ryan moaned and moaned. "Beg for it, ordered Gabe. "Fuck me, daddy...Breed me." "Beg for it!" repeated Gabe. "Give me your cum, man. I'm your whore." Ryan was now completely into it... "BEG FOR IT, BITCH" shouted Gabe. "POZ ME, STUD!" And Gabe did. Mercilessly, Gabe's animalistic urge to destroy Ryan's tight hole took over. Gabe rammed one last time and shot his thick load inside Ryan, and then used his finger to massage it deeper inside the willing bottom. "I knew you would eventually let me breed you. Don was right." That is all Gabe said before he got dressed and left. "Call me for another session." Ryan was barely able to turn over before the black guy moved and turned Ryan onto his back. "So, are you ready for a second dose of VIRAL and UNMEDICATED cum?" he asked. DAMN, thought Ryan. But this chocolate dream was already sliding his 8-inch dick inside Ryan's spread wet ass. Something primal within Ryan was set free. Maybe it was the continual rush of poppers, or the joy of being fucked by two hung sexy hung men. "Fill me up!" That was all Ryan could say. He merely stayed there, taking hit after hit of poppers, letting this gorgeous black beast drill him with his highly infectious seed. As the top got closer, he murmured into Ryan's ear. "Here it comes, boy. Fuck your tight on this horse dick. You're gonna make me blow my deadly bullets into your virgin pussy, white boy. Oooohhh, your ass feels so good wrapped around my raw meat. Take it !" Ryan heard this and was ecstatic. He knew the moment was rapidly approaching. He felt the squishy sensation and realized that the lube must be mixed with Gabe's POZ cum and, most likely, some blood. "Fuck my unprotected hole, you twisted pig... Make me your condom," he ordered his new-found top. Unlike Gabe, this man only murmured in Ryan's ear. It felt seductive and hypnotic. He told the willing and submissive Ryan: "You white bitches are all the same. You all want to make my thick gun unload inside you. So then take my death stick, boy. Come on, bitch. You know your white hole wants it. Seal your fate and kill yourself on my black shaft like you deserve. Let loose and accept my POZ gift." As Ryan looked deep into the stranger's eyes, he felt a warm sticky sensation deep within him - the second load of the day. The GIFT that would take over every cell of his body. He knew the deed had been done. Ryan suddenly came to his senses and felt so guilty, but it was too late. As he looked up, he saw his room mate Donald stroking the last few drops of his load out of his cock. When had he arrived? His room mate had seen him taking two TOXIC loads. Donald smiled, and said: "You're so predictable. I knew you'd let Gabe convert you." Ashamed, Ryan got up and went straight to his room. His ass was torn and sore. He couldn't do anything; it had happened! TOXIC loads had found their way directly into his system. His body surged with adrenaline as he realized that his NEG and healthy days were now numbered. His conversion was inevitable. And, deep down, he'd loved it. He was a cum whore. And soon he would get the gift; he would join the brotherhood. And find a few more POZ tops and maybe a few other bottoms. Since he hadn't cum yet, he quickly remembered his boner and, still full of adrenaline, he jacked off until he blew his (hopefully) last NEG load all over himself.

It was the middle of the week around 10am. I had the day off and logged into a4a to find some ass to breed. I did a search for anything goes and no answer. While sifting through the results, skater boy's primary pic caught my eye. I clicked on his thumbnail. . His stats were exactly what I was in the mood for that day., 22, 6'1'', lean, bottom with a 10inch cock and "no answer" in the sexual practice line. At first I was dissappointed, then I realized his screenname had "bb" in it. So I hit him up. Thankfully he was horny and looking to be bred by an older guy. I'm 38, 5'11'' with a football player build, very solid and a thick 7"c cock. I invited him over, gave him my address and he said it would take 15 minutes for him to get there on his skateboard. He arrived right on time with skateboard in hand. He was even hotter in person. He had reddish hair, which didn't show in the pics. Did I mention I love redheads? He was also very awkward and a little weird but I didn't care. As soon as I locked the front door. He attached me, kissing me and groping for my already dripping cock. He dropped to his knees like a good boy and sucked my cock until it was nice and wet. We undressed each other on the way to the bedroom, his 10" cock was fully erect. We were both so turned on. He dove face first onto the bed, laid down. Before I mounted him, I spread his very firm cheeks, which revealed a fuzzy hole, to finger him before I went in. He was sooo tight. I couldn't wait to get my thick cock in his boyhole. Slowly, I pushed my toxic cock into him. He moaned with delight. I went in balls deep and held it there for a few seconds until he relaxed before unleashing on him. His hole felt sooo good and he was moaning like a little bitch, it was too much for me. I came after 2 minutes of fucking him. My loads are huge. I didn't stop fucking him. I wanted to push my toxic seed deep in his pussy. I stayed hard and keep fucking him for another 20 minutes, tearing his ass up, feeling my load in him with each stroke. He was begging me for another load. Moaning, "please daddy, let me have another load." I began to erupt with the second toxic load. It felt even larger than the first load. I worked it in another 2 minutes before finally pulling out. LIttle did he know that there were now millions of viruses in his pussy knocking him up. Three months later, I was at the free HIV clinic(where you go after you text poz)- I had decided it was time to go on meds my viral load was getting too high - and there he was in the waiting room. He didn't see me but I got rock hard knowing that I'm the one that gave him the gift.

the following is a fictional multi-part story 1.1. Martin If I were to define a moment in my life that changed the direction in which it would take, it would have to be when I blurted out to my parents that I liked guys more than girls at the tender age of ten. I hadn't actually done anything with a guy, but the reaction of my parents to my words forced me into a deep and dark closet. I had just graduated high school a week ago, just two weeks after my 18th birthday, and four weeks before my mission would commence, I was from a small suburb in New Mexico and was scheduled to go spread the word in a small Chilean region just three weeks from now. I was terrified of the prospect and just a little tired of the hypocrisy of the church and the verbal abuse I received secretly on a daily basis from my parents. They would routinely make homophobic comments not really knowing or caring that they were hurtful. When I made my above mentions blurb 8 years prior they took it as just a phase, a lack of maturity, I retreated into my own feelings and became an over achiever excelling in sports and almost gaining valedictorian of my graduating class. I played football and baseball in high school and swam for recreation during the summers, at 5’11” and weighing in at 155 soaking wet I had about 2% body fat and a double six pack for abs, a 29 inch waist and 41 inch chest. I had auburn hair and green eyes which my mother described as piercing; I had achieved Eagle Scout and was a leader in the community, like I said a deep dark closet. I held an after school job and did volunteered in the community. Six months ago while preparing to go on my mission I found out some things about some of the ward elders who helped train missionaries, preparing them for the field. The hypocrisy of the churches anti-gay stance, while behind closed door were sodomizing young men to train them in the art of love making so they would abstain from sex during the year they were on their missions. Allowing or forcing missionaries to commit homosexual acts on them, a week or two before beginning their missions. I was not thrilled about my trainer, and had no intention of letting him to touch me before sending me off. I also had it with my parents constant reminder of not accepting me for who I was, I had had enough and began planning my escape. I had been making money for myself starting at the early age of 9, a paper route, cutting lawns, dog sitting, pet services, and babysitting beginning shortly after I turned 12. I had a savings account which had a substantial sum in it and my parents wanting me to know how to handle and invest money had allowed me access to my school fund when I was 14. I had manipulated the investment fund with a healthy profit. Financially I could put my plan in motion the day after my birthday. I would transfer the money from my savings account into a checking account that I could access with a debit card from where ever I ended up, I also made arrangements to transfer money out of my school account to the checking account making it look like a tuition payment. Oh did I mention I had been accepted to a prestigious university in a western state scheduled to start the fall after my mission concluded, I also kept it from my parents that I had obtained a full ride scholarship so the money in my school fund wouldn't actually be needed unless I screwed up royally. Since the church had scheduled me to participate in a foreign mission they provided me a year ago with my fellow missionaries contact information so we could start the bonding process that would allow us to be successful in a foreign land. I had chatted with 2 out of the three on a regular basis and had brief conversations with the third. William was the most compatible to me and we texted and messaged each other almost daily if not more. During the year I also found out that William was also in a deep dark closet in a suburb of Flagstaff. He had confided in me about 6 months ago that he wanted to have sex with guys, he was just turned 18 at the time and we began an online relationship, which only got steamier as I approached my 18th birthday, and had turned downright nasty in the last three weeks. As neither Williams nor my parents were very computer savvy we each set up secret e-mail accounts accessible through hidden profiles on our laptops, not wanting our parents to accidentally stumble upon our secret lives or our relationship. With just a few weeks to my birthday I had convinced William to go camping with me near four corners, a couple weeks before our mission was to begin. I told my parents I would be going camping with a friend before heading to my mission and they continued to think that their butch straight son was going to have fun before going to spread the word. I was all packed the night before, my camping gear, and my clothes I would need to pull off my plan. The morning of, I shoved my laptop in my backpack along with several items I would need to access my accounts and erase my trail in the near future. I stuffed my sexy undies into my backpack and in case anyone started snooping around I placed my missionary clothes on top. I sent a text to William, and left a note for my parents, I left the house in the early morning hours while my family slept. As I turned to look back upon my prison of 18 years I saw a small figure in the window waving to me, my little sister waving goodbye. I walked the 2 miles to the bus station with my backpack slung on my back and my duffle bag slung on my shoulder. I purchased my ticket to phoenix with cash, and then proceeded to board the bus shortly after, giving my duffle bag to the driver to stow beneath the buss in the cargo hold. I took a seat near the back of the bus and stared out the window. Setting my backpack on the seat between me and the window, the bus was mostly empty but there were a few older passengers who sat near the front and middle sections of the coach. About an hour after we pulled out the bus made a stop to pick up more passengers, several older passengers and two young guys of around 19 or 20ish. My cock began to stiffen when I saw the guys begin to traverse towards the back of the bus, the stopped and nodded at me before taking the seat one row back on the other side of the coach. Since the seats are staggered a bit I could look across and see their seats from my vantage point, with just a little effort. As the bus pulled out and the passengers up front settled down I looked back and saw them kissing and fondling each other, since there wasn't anyone else in this section of the bus, I pulled out my cock and began to wank, watching as the two boys fooled around across the aisle. I think one of them saw me watching and wanking because they got up and walked to the very back of the bus to the bench seat just two rows back gesturing to me to follow. I shoved my boner back in my pants and went to the back of the bus. The older and taller one pushed me into the corner then pulled my pants down around my ankles. The younger one then began sucking on my hard cock, and the older one began kissing and making out with me while playing with my nipples. The double stimulation was too much for me and within five minutes I was rewarding the young man who had my cock down his throat with several strong blast of young spunk. He held them in his mouth the shared them with me and his boyfriend through deep kisses and saliva/cum exchanges. It was the first time I had ever been with a guy and the first time I had ever shot without jerking off myself. I sat with my pants down around my ankles as the other two continued to play, the older one using my cum to lube the younger's hole before sliding in bare, the younger one was riding his man’s cock while seated on his lap so I leaned over and took his rod in my mouth trying to return the favor and giving my first blow job. I slid down to the floor and in between their legs to get a better angle, working the boys cock deeper into my throat, I gagged a little and the boy just pushed his cock deeper. With a grunt the older one spewed into the younger’s hole causing him to fire into my mouth, I took and savored every last drop then shared it with my new friends. I returned to my seat and them theirs just as the bus pulled into its next stop. It was getting to mid-day and the driver announced there would be a 45 minute layover. I picked up my backpack and went into the diner attached to the bus station as I was getting hungry and still had a long trip ahead of me, I ordered a burger and fries and sat in a booth in the far corner. I pulled out my laptop and logged into my hidden account, checking my E-mails to see if William was still on board for the trip. He had messaged that he would be taking the 3:30 bus and would arrive in phoenix a little later than I would but would meet up there. He also sent a webcam still of his hot body, naked of course and fully erect. I closed the e-mail quickly not wanting anyone to casually see what was on the screen. I logged out and logged back into my normal account, e-mailing my parents that I was OK and almost to my camping destination. I shut down the laptop and slid it back into my backpack. I finished up my burger and headed to the restroom before board the bus again. As I entered the rest room the air freshener did little to mask the odor of the place, I walked quickly to the stall and squatted onto the seat, I noticed the shoes of my two fellow travelers in the next stall so after I finished my business and did my paper work I lingered a bit and spied through the crack in the door of the next stall. I figured they were having sex again and wanted to watch. They however were not having sex but passing a pipe between them. The thick white smoke being shot gunned between them until it was almost clear, they saw me peeking and unlatched the door and invited me into the handicap stall, they offered me a hit and I politely refused being the good church boy I was. I wanted to be bad so much, bob the younger one torched the bowl and as the smoke began to form in the bowl sucked in the vapor, then turned to me and thinking he was going to kiss me I leaned forward as he shot gunned the smoke into my lungs, he then had me turn to Sam the older one and exhale into his mouth and lungs. Sam repeated the process in reverse then put the pipe away and exclaimed we better get back to the bus. I took my seat on the bus although I sat a couple rows back as someone had commandeered my original. I now sat a half a row back from Bob and Sam and one row forward of the back seat. Just before the bus pulled out a gent of mid-thirties entered the bus and walked all the way to the rear seat. I figured there would be no playing the rest of the trip unless he got off somewhere in between. I was feeling really horny and didn't know why, not connecting it to the smoke I had inhaled from my two new friends.

This just happened. A FB texted me and asked what I was up to. I told him I was jerkin and he said he wanted to fill my ass with his cum. He said he would be over in an hour. In the meantime, a dude from BBRT asked if I was up for a breeding. I thought why not surprise my bud with a load already? So, within 15 minutes the dude from BBRT comes over and he has a great dick. After blowing him a few minutes he said let me see your hole. I got on my knees and he started to tongue my hole. And not much longer, he stuck his raw dick deep in my hole. He pounded me a good 5 minutes and then he flooded my hole. As soon as he pulled out, I started to suck the rest of the cum out of his dick. He tasted so good. While he got dressed, I put a butt plug in my hole to make sure nothing dripped out for when my bud came over. 30 minutes later, my bud arrived and while I was sucking him, I told him about the load I just took for him. He got so hard in my mouth and then pushed me down on all fours, pulled the butt plug out and shoved his raw dick inside. It felt sooo amazing. He precums a lot and between his precum and the load, his fucking me sounded so hot…love that sloppy sound. He came close to dropping his load several times and with each time, he pulled out and I sucked him. That first time he pulled out, I could taste that other dudes load on his dick and it turned me into a bigger whore. He finally busted his load deep inside and let my hole milk it for a few minutes before he pulled out and then I sucked him clean. He just left and I have the butt plug inserted and waiting for my next…

Looks don't matter to me when my ass is just in the air or I'm blind folded in a sling. I've had guys I saw after they've fucked me that are total trolls that have used me and I think it's kinda hot

Just came from a long vacation in Europe and I've been a total slut. Way over 100 now. I'm getting fucked and loaded in places I wouldn't do it before, like back rooms and saunas. Not sure if I should be doing it, but it sure is hot. I also did STD checks right after my trip and all seems to be good. Not totally clear yet from HIV, but I'm assuming PrEP it's doing its magic? I'm sort of tempted to fill up the spreadsheet for this trip because it's going to be orgasmically fantastic when it comes to the numbers, at least by my standards.

- These days I'm only fucking raw, that's the main reason why I'm on PrEP. - I never bring up condom sex, they almost never ask, and most guys fuck me bareback no questions asked. no previous negotiation. From bar hookups, to app hookups. Truly stunning how people despise condoms across the board. People will jump to have to have BB sex in a heartbeat if they are given the chance. So much public health hypocrisy about not recognizing this new reality. - I try to fuck with guys on PrEP or 'negative' guys. I haven't warmed up yet to the idea of letting poz guys fucking me raw but I'm thinking about it given they are apparently very little risk, in a way better than 'negative' guys - Very rarely I'll tell people I'm on PrEP. There is still stigma about it. They fuck me raw without saying anything, so that's good enough for me.

Once you start taking it raw, you never go back to condoms. Just have fun.

2. William Martin had contacted me almost a year ago via a social networking website, at first it was a simple hey how’s it going? An outreach to make friends with the guys he would be spending a year with in a foreign country. We struck up an almost immediate friendship and would tell tales of our interactions with the other two missionary candidates scheduled to meet up with us in a small Chilean town, our goal to spread the word and convert a portion of the population to our churches way of thinking and worship. It took us about a month of chatting and dropping double-entendre before he finally asked me if I was into him. I told him I liked him for who he was, being ambiguous and not wanting to out myself. About two months into our conversations, Martin suggested we set up hidden accounts on our laptops and make new social network accounts as well as video chat accounts so no one will suspect what we were up to and when our taboo conversation subjects came up, we exchanged pictures and stories and eventually got on web cam with each other. We had web cam’d using our public accounts but it was like looking at myself in the mirror, only I had blonde hair and he had red, we could have been distant twins separated at birth we were so alike. We each wore our white shirts and boring ties and had our name badges in view, also we were in public areas of our respective houses so anyone passing by could see we were having a polite conversation, The first time on our private account web cam with martin was intense, we were in our own rooms, mine with the door locked to keep my siblings out, we started out much like our public chats were wearing our missionary garb and all. Martin was the first to steer the conversation in a hot new direction “boy it’s kind of hot and stuffy in my room mind if I get comfortable” mind I was looking forward to seeing him in something other than a white shirt and tie. He loosened his tie and took off the name tag; he then unbuttoned his shirt revealing a hot tank top below. “OK dude I've got more comfortable how about you, you look like you’re ready for church” I loosened my tie and unbuttoned my shirt then threw caution to the wind and removed my shirt, it had been a hot day in flagstaff and I hadn't put on a tee shirt when I had changed from school clothes, thus revealing my sculpted chest and torso. “Damn dude you have an awesome physique” we chatted for about an hour before some noise in Martins background caused us to log off after scheduling our next session. As Christmas approached our chats became a nightly occurrence. Until the holiday festivities brought extra family members to each of our households and prevented our mutual exhibitionism with each other. Shortly after the New Year began my parents threw me a 18th birthday party and also used it to celebrate my departure in 6 months to go on my mission to spread the lords word in Chile. The party was ok with many of the church members showing up as well as the friends of my younger brother and my older sister, who were trying to get me to go out with this one girl who was in our ward. I played along keeping my secret from the church members as well as my family. School began my final semester and I was approached by a couple deacons who wished to start my preparations for the Mission. About two weeks into my training one of the younger deacons had me come over to his house for lessons. I was greeted at the door by his 19 year old son, whom I had gone to high school with and had played ball. He just grinned at me as he led me to his father’s study. He closed the door and locked it behind us and took a position by the door. I sat in a chair opposite the desk and his father entered from a set of French doors off of the patio. Deacon Smith sat down at his desk and began asking me questions; first about my reasons for going on this mission, then as time progressed he got into some more rather personal issues. As I told him I was still a virgin, having only made out with some girls in school I had no plans for after my Mission. He then asked me if I found guys to be a turn on, since I would be spending many hours cooped up with from what he had heard very attractive male companions, and did not any sort of temptation to waylay me from my goal. It is then I heard Chris his son making rubbing sounds, as I glanced back he was rubbing his hard cock through his jeans. Deacon Smith then came out from behind his desk sporting a rather large tent in his pants. He told me to pull out his cock and to suck it, I was shocked but not entirely appalled as I had heard of similar situations during these training sessions, some from Chris who now had his cock out and was stroking his hard 9 inches just inches behind me. I took my trainer into my mouth and did as I was told, I didn't want to risk him giving me a bad grade and causing the board to send me to someplace in Oklahoma instead of a lush tropical paradise. Before the evening was over I had sucked the Deacon off and had taken Chris up my rear, I was no longer a virgin. My lessons continued through graduation, as did my chats with Martin. A week before He graduated I was on line with Martin, and he told me it was the day after his 18th birthday and apologized for not chatting the night before. Martin looked like he had the devil in him and while we sat there shirtless as always admiring each other’s bodies, Martin did something I didn’t expect he rolled back a bit and tilted his camera down to reveal for the first time his hard cock, I began drooling and wishing I was there to suck it for him, I in turn slid back a bit and tilted my camera down as well and pulled out my hard 8.5 inch cock. The session turned into our first stroke session and started a stronger bond between us. I began telling him about Deacon Smith and Chris which only fueled our jerk off to us both shooting our loads. I was so hot it took me another hour to come down off my sexual high and fall asleep. A few days later After one of my lessons with Deacon Smith and Chris, Martin suggested we go camping a couple weeks before our mission was to begin, one last hurrah of freedom before being the churches tools for a year, he had suggested 4 corners a nice state park where Arizona and New Mexico joined Utah and Colorado. I agreed and we began making plans. The night before I was to leave I had a lesson with Deacon Smith, Chris was not there that night, I had not told the deacon about my plans for a camping trip and he had told me he had just returned from a business trip to Chicago, He looked worn out. But I still sucked him hard before he fucked my raw ass Cumming in me three times. He said my lessons were almost over and wanted to make sure I remembered everything he taught me. The next morning I got a text message from Martin saying he was on the bus headed for phoenix and that he was looking forward to meeting me there. I Texted back can’t wait, knowing my parents would be a bit upset I would be missing my final lesson with the deacon told them I would be home the night before the mission. I picked up my duffle bag and loaded my laptop in my backpack and caught the local bus to the bus terminal in flagstaff. The ride was dreadful as the buses air conditioning really wasn't working that good. About half way to flagstaff transit terminal Chris boarded the bus and came to sit next to me for the remaining journey. We chatted a bit, before he dropped the bomb on me and suggested I get tested for STD’s when I returned from my camping trip, since he had found out his dad had spent a night at the baths in Chicago and had sex with multiple guys while there. I thanked Chris for the information and told him I’d be fine as I felt good, I asked where he was headed and he told me anywhere other than this hell hole of hypocritical assholes. I grinned knowing what he meant, outside of Martin Chris was the only one I ever told about my gay feelings and he confided he felt the same way, actually had a crush on me in high school. I had asked him if he still had feelings for me and he was evasive about answering, I almost wanted to take him camping with us, As we reached the terminal, I asked him if he wanted to go camping with me and Martin before I start my Mission. He hemmed and hawed a while then asked where, I told him four corners and he said sure. We both bought our tickets to phoenix and boarded the bus, sitting to the back together. We cuddled and kissed when the bus was nearly empty and acted like two good missionary boys when it filled up. We ended up fucking in one of the restrooms of the diner when the bus stopped for the afternoon break.

[Moderator's Note: This story was edited so it uses the words HIV and AIDS correctly.] Note: This story is FICTION. It DID NOT HAPPEN. Enjoy ************************************************************************************************************************************ "I want to give you my HIV, now." The email was from, AIDSGftr, a new guy on BBRT. He had appeared just a couple of weeks earlier, and I noticed geo locator showed him to be just 300 feet from my place. I'd never emailed him, but thought he was hot: he was obviously sick, wasted, an AIDS belly, a few Kaposi's lesions. Looking at his pics made my asshole ache for his deadly cum. His profile said he had never been on meds, was recently diagnosed with AIDS and he got off on infecting neg bottoms. I was still neg, even after taking several loads I knew were high viral load, and, of course, having taken numerous anonymous loads. This guy looked to be my chance to take an AIDS load, to get the infection I craved. I knew there was a 1 in 70 chance of infection with each fuck from a regular high viral load poz top, and I wondered if taking a load from a guy who had been diagnosed as actually having AIDS would mean certain infection. I hammered out a reply and hit send. "Yes. Where?" "The big apartment building half a block east of you. Ground floor, corner unit, will be waiting in patio. Hurry." "On the way. Five minutes." I pulled on a coat and shoes, grabbed my keys and was out the door in less than a minute, cock rigid, oozing and about to blow. Was I really, at long last, about to take an AIDS load? It was 206 steps from my door to his patio. I made it in three minutes. He was waiting in the open door to his place, naked, hard cock jutting out, sipping on a beer. I walked up to him, he turned stepped aside and motioned me in. I stood looking as he smiled at me and stroked his cock. It was beautiful, long, thick, hard, perfectly formed - the perfect weapon to fill me with death cum and infect me with AIDS. He pointed at the back of a couch and set the beer down. "Bend over, pants down. You still neg?" I nodded and obeyed, my heart about to explode, and reached back to spread my cheeks. He looked disgusting, obviously very sick, but I needed his disease bad. To my shame I whimpered as I felt his cock smear precum on my hole. I getting HIV virus in me! "You want my HIV, my disease, you want that?" "Yes, god, yes, give it to me, give me your HIV!" "Oh, yeah bitch, gonna give it to you, gonna pump a load of my death cum in your guts, right now. I've infected three men that I know off, you'll be number four. You want that? You want my HIV?" "Yes, fuck yes. Please, give it to me, infect me now. Please infect me, give your HIV!" "Okey dokey, one more infected bugchaser, coming right up." He grunted and shoved hard, I squealed as his diseased cock slammed deep into my ass and he pumped away frantically. Four pumps and he shoved in hard and grunted into my ear "Fuck, bitch, fuck! Pozzing you, bitch, cumming in your ass, bitch, knocking you up, infecting you good! You gonna be one HIV infected dick sucker!" A warm flood filled my guts as he ejaculated. I convulsed with the hardest orgasm of my life. He humped into me spasmodically, gasping as he pumped his HIV-laden cum into my ass. My cock kept jerking and squirting and I wondered if I had been infected. Had he ripped me open when he shoved in without lube? I could feel my ass burning. Was I bleeding? If I was, his virus had a direct route into my bloodstream. Was this the time? Would I convert? I hoped so. We slid to the floor and lay flat, breathing hard. I wiped my ass with my hand and sniffed, then licked. Cum and ass juice, no red streaks. Was there a slight coppery taste? If I was bleeding there was no way he hadn't infected me. I bent over his crotch and swallowed his still hard cock. More cum, some ass juice. No taste of blood. He was ready very quickly. He flipped me over and spread my legs, dove in and licked and sucked my ass. I moaned as his tongue wormed up my newly pozzed hole, knowing he was about to mount me and pump another load of death deep in my guts. As he mounted me again, I groaned with pleasure, and this time he slid in with no trace of burn. My neg ass was well lubed by his poison cum. He pumped me slowly, pulling out and plunging in repeatedly, stroking deeply, not quite long enough to bump my sphincter but plenty thick enough to feel incredible. I moaned and fucked him back, eager for infection. "Fuck my neg ass, yeah, fuck, infect my neg ass, yeah, give me your HIV, infect me good. Do it, fuck me, pump me full of death cum! Give me HIV!" He slammed in hard, humping me deep and moaned "Fuck yeah, bitch, gonna poz you good you bugchasing bitch, gonna infect you good! Mmm, yeah, fuck yeah, bitch, gonna fuck you full of my HIV juice!" He slammed in hard and fast and held it deep. His cock pulsed and hot semen squirted into my guts. More toxic cum, more HIV pumped deep into me. "Fuck, bitch, yeah, you're getting it now, giving you my bug, bitch, giving you my HIV, bitch, you're one infected faggot now, giving you my HIV!" I lay back breathing hard, my asshole pleasantly sore, feeling his toxic semen ooze out of me. No more doubts. I wanted more. I wanted him to infect with HIV. I leaned over and swallowed his cock again, savoring the taste of semen and ass juice. Two poz loads in my guts - so far. I hoped he was up for more. Would I be infected with HIV before I left? He moaned and pushed me off his cock. I lay back and smiled, feeling his cum run out of my ass. Had he already infected me, or was that wishful thinking? "Damn, that was good, you're a hot piece of ass. I never fucked a man who begged for my death cum like you. That was hot, knowing you want to get infected from that fuck." "I do, I wanted poz cum in my butt, I want HIV in me, as much as I can get." "Well, you got some. I've been full blown for a while. My doctor warned me that if I had unprotected sex with a guy, I would likely infect him. Hope you're really okay with that." I was. There was no question what I wanted. "Yes, I am. I want your bug, I want you to infect me with HIV." "That's good, I'm gonna give it to you. You up for another fuck?" "Hell, yes! Let's make sure you infect me. Plus, that big dick of yours feels incredible in my ass." "Give me a minute, I'll breed you again. Mmm, do me a favor?" "Sure." "Don't fuck anybody but me until you test poz?" "Sure thing, as long as you keep pumping my guts full of your HIV, I'm your bitch. Anytime you want my ass, you got it." He fucked me twice more that night. I finally waddled home about 4:00 AM, my asshole raw, bleeding and leaking semen. In the next two weeks he screwed me at least once a day. My ass stayed raw, my shorts spotted with blood until I came down with the flu. When I was able he gave me a ride to the clinic. I was poz. Another dicksucker successfully infected with HIV.

lately I have been getting a lot of offers on A4A to breed neg ass. As a man who lived through the epidemic in the 80s & 90s and is very HIV+ myself, I have mixed emotions about fucking men who are not poz. Should I hit it? I mean some of these guys are hot. They know Im poz. Do any other poz tops here fuck negs? Could I get into trouble anyway? At the moment I stay away from these type bottoms. Peace Thick

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Well, it was time to visit Grandpa. That was until I discovered all these hot bareback sex sites on the 'net and found that while it made me sick, it also made me hard. I started reading all the stories I could find and would go on icq and chatrooms and get off on the heady world of barebacking. After months of this, it dawned on me that I really wanted to do it. I wanted to be pozzed, even if I was only 18. And better yet, I didn't have to look very hard to find a guy to poz me, it could be a family affair. Yeah, you guessed it. I want my Grandpa to do the honors and breed my teenage ass. So, one Saturday I caught the bus out to the hospice, which was located just over the City line, and was run by Jerry, a very nice man, and his partner, Trevor, both of whom were in their twenties. Jerry and Trevor oversaw the hospice and on this occasion there were about twenty men staying there, all of whom had AIDS. I had been here several times before, but generally had found the place depressing, perhaps because I had never taken the time to appreciate the finer beauty of the disease. Instead, on earlier trips I had focused on the smell of death which pervaded the hospice, and, to be honest, I found it difficult to watch my Grandpa waste away. He had been a vital and fit man who lived life to the fullest, but at this point his very body was rotting from within, his muscles had wasted, although he still looked fairly good, I suppose, as his body was still lean and tight. I also distinctly remember my grandfather generally seemed happy, even if he was dying. Upon arriving I chatted with Jerry, and he remarked how happy he was to see me again, and continued saying my grandfather often spoke of eagerly of my visits, telling all his friends that I was a fine and good-looking young man. I blushed at hearing his description, only to have Jerry look me up and down and confirm the truth of my grandfather's compliment. I looked at him, and wondered if I should read a message in Jerry's remark, but Jerry simply smiled and mentioned it had been awhile since there was someone really fit and healthy in the hospice, and in the course of his remarks, casually let it slip that both he and Trevor were also infected. I looked at him somewhat incredulous, but couldn't deny to myself that my dick was bulging in my shorts at the very thought. Jerry offered me a chair and chatted for several minutes, mentioning he had been pozzed several years earlier, and that he was one of those men who hated condoms and so one night he simply decided to stop using them. The rest, as they say, was history. I asked about Trevor, and Jerry said he had, in all likelihood, infected Trevor. Encouraged by his openness, I asked all sorts of questions, thinking to myself that I felt almost as if my cock was about to shoot. It was all too much. Jerry told me that infecting Trevor hadn't hurt their relationship, as Trevor wanted to convert, taking the view that as he was young and sexually active, it was only a matter of time before he became infected anyway, so it made sense to be converted by someone he loved? I remarked that Trevor's view made sense. After a few minutes Jerry commented that I seem very interested in raw sex. I responded "Yeah, I'm into it, well, I wanna be into it. I've been reading a lot of stories off the 'net and chatting to poz guys around the world." Jerry asked how I would summarize my thoughts, and I replied "Well, it freaks me out, but I can't stop thinking about it and my best jack-off fantasies are thinking about some guy fucking me raw and infecting me." Jerry smiled, and remarked "I can see you're into it, if only 'cause you're rock hard." I blushed when I realized my excitement had resulted in a full hard-on that was tenting my shorts. I look over at Jerry and he laughed as I was bright red, but he told me there was no reason to be ashamed or embarrassed, as it was a natural reaction. He went on, remarking that hot bareback sex was hot, and that when I was ready I'd make the right decision. I considered telling him the reason for my visit, but decided to hold off, as I was worried about how he might react. Then after some more conversation, in which he told me some stories involving his hottest bareback encounters, he suggested I must be anxious to see my Grandpa. I replied that I was, and with that he led me to my Grandfather's room. It was time to visit Grandpa. "Grandpa?" Standing at his door, I knocked and waited for a few seconds, but didn't hear a reply, so I cautiously opened the door and peered in. Empty. Grandpa wasn't there, but I decided to wait his room for him. I made myself comfortable on his bed and, looking around, I saw his night table was littered with bottles of poppers and some porn magazines. The magazines all had a common thread: youngish guys being fucked raw by older men, some of whom were old enough to be my grandfather. I flipped through the pages and felt my cock bulging again, so I picked-up the poppers, unscrewed the lid and took several deep sniffs, thinking to myself, 'Oh fuck, this is good stuff'. The sensation was overwhelming and, as I felt my heartbeat quicken, I also felt the rush overcome me and I felt the need for cock as I salivated while looking at the photos. It was too much. I needed to beat my cock, so I pulled off my shorts and sat there on my Grandpa's bed, jacking my cock while taking repeated sniffs from the brown bottles, sampling each different brand. Rush. Jungle juice. Pig sweat. Mmmmm! I spat on my fingers and work some saliva into my hole, jacking my cock vigorously. It felt great and I longed to be one of those young guys in the fuckrags taking cock from an older man cock into my ass and throat. I wanted to be a whore for men. I got up on the bed and bent over, working a finger into my ass. In so doing, I accidentally dropped the bottle of poppers and in reaching down to pick it up, I noticed a crusty looking vibrator gleaming under the bed. Perfect! Seeing that Grandpa wasn't available, his vibrator would be the next best thing. I took a few more hits from the poppers and greedily wrapped my lips around the crusty vibrator, coating it with my spit. Then, lapping the foul tasting juices off it, I took it down my throat. getting it nice and sticky with my teenage spit. I then take another sniff from the poppers and after sucking on the vibrator a bit more work it slowly into my hole, feeling it push at my virgin ass and thrust inside my cherry. God it felt good. I thrust the vibrator slowly into my hole and moaned as I felt my ass twitching in response to the penetration and longing to feel a real cock in my ass. God, I still can't believe what I did. Here I was, on my Grandpa's bed and fucking myself with his vibrator. But as my ass slowly opened up and adjusted to the vibrator, I stopped thinking where I was, or with what I was fucking myself. I needed to be fucked. So I thrust the vibrator in harder, took a few deep huffs from the bottle of poppers, and fucked myself even harder. And then it happened. I felt my balls tense-up and my ass sucked in the vibrator a little bit more, my balls drew up and my body spasmed as I sprayed my cum on the bed sheets. My load sprayed out of my cock which was twitching wildly, shooting load after load of seed over the bed sheets, drenching a poz man's bed with my neg load. After cleaning up a little and pulling my shorts back on, I looked around the room further and came across a photo album which was filled with hundreds of photos, some of which showed my Grandpa as a young man of my age, and even more surprisingly, it included photos of my Grandpa at close to his current age, having sex with guys of all ages. I flipped through the album, and examined each photo carefully, noticing that some of the photos had a caption, including remarks like 'Bred this one' and 'Didn't want it, but changed his mind with a dose of X'. My god! The album was a virtual treasure trove of some of my Grandpa's sexual exploits. After settling back on the bed I flipped through the pages and felt myself getting hard again. Looking at the photos of one young guy being fucked, I couldn't help but feel the need to beat off and dream about how hot it was to look at photographs of my Grandpa fucking his poz cock into the boy, making the guy his poz bitch. Man. Talk about a trip. And then it dawned on me: my Grandpa was a breeder! My god. The realization was enough to make me wanna shoot, but I somehow held off and keep looking at the photos while my dick leaked precum over my stomach. As I sat there looking at the photos I couldn't believe what I was seeing, and further it almost seemed as if the room was crashing in on me. I wanted to be bred at a hospice filled with men with full-blown AIDS. Seeing the numerous fuck rags and bottles of poppers in my Grandpa's room. And just where is Grandpa? Shouldn't he be here? I assumed Jerry had understood my Grandfather was in his room, but obviously he must have been mistaken. Just then I saw the door slowly open. "Grandpa!" "Adam? God, boy, it's good to see you!" We hugged and I felt a bit embarrassed that I was still hard and hoped he didn't notice. "Its great to have you here boy. I've missed you." And with that he noticed the open photo album on the bed and commented "Ah, I see you've discovered some of my secrets." "Yeah. I didn't mean to pry. It was just that once I started looking at the photographs I couldn't help seeing more." "No need for explanations, boy. Judging from that nice cock that I see you're packing, it's obvious you enjoyed what you saw." Fuck. He noticed. I stood there blushing and imagining the bright shade of crimson I was turning, but Grandpa just laughed and hugged me again and patted my crotch. Then he invited me to sit on the bed and we had a long man to man talk. Since he knew I was aware of at least some of his 'secrets', my Grandfather was quite free in his remarks, and there was no ice between us. I told him of my reasons behind wanting to visit and he expressed some surprise that I wanted him to breed me. He wasn't shocked that I want to be bred, no, he understood that all too well. He knew what a fucking turn on it was to take poz cum - as well as to give it. I asked him what it was like for him to shoot his poz cum into all the guys whose photographs I had seen in the photo album, and he replied "It was fantastic. Shooting poz cum into a neg body is an amazing turn-on, knowing that once his raw cock was inside the guy's ass, that it would be up to him as to whether he filled the guy's hole with poz seed, admitting "Sure, some guys didn't want it, but that just made me even more determined to give it to them." I smiled and asked how he became a breeder, and Grandpa replied "It was a natural extension of taking and giving loads. Many years ago, when I was neg, I would go out to baths when Grandma was home baking or off shopping with friends, and while I loved your Grandma, Adam, it wasn't enough. Sometimes a man needs more than a woman can provide. And so it was with me and your grandmother. I loved her deeply but found the sex I was getting at the baths was much better than anything she was providing back home." When I asked him when he sero-coverted, Grandpa gave a hearty laugh and slapped me on the back, remarking "My, you sure are well-educated, aren't you?" adding "Honestly, I don't know when I converted - I fucked around with many, many men, so it could have been virtually anyone." I then gulped and asked him if it made fucking Grandma difficult, knowing he was out fucking unsafely with other men and then doing her. He just smiled back at me and answered "Not at all, Adam," giving me a sleazy leer. I was shocked, and in my mind, begin questioning the circumstances that led to my Grandma's death. She was sick rather suddenly and was sick for a long time before she died. My god. Did my Grandpa breed my Grandma? I slumped back against the wall and looked at my grandfather in a whole new light. Grandpa noticed the shocked expression on my face, and asked "You alright, Adam?" "Yes," I replied, adding "It's just that I can't help wondering if you infected Grandma." Grandpa laughed and replied "Maybe I did, but she's dead now, and besides, you can't make an omelet without breaking a few eggs, Adam." He then laughed and I couldn't help but, in some way, admire his confidence: infecting and bugging up others and not giving a shit what happened. Just looking out for himself. Grandpa then looked at me affectionately and complemented me, saying how wholesome I look, and adding that it had been a long time since he had seen such a hot, healthy boy in the hospice. I asked him how life was in the hospice, and he answered it was really good, that sometimes the guys had bareback orgies and occasionally a boy will come into the hospice, the grandson of one of the other men who stay here, and that he will suck off several men, as other men fuck his neg ass and poz him up. Grandpa mentioned that even Jerry and Trevor occasionally got in on the action. I replied "That's pretty hot shit, Grandpa, and I love bareback" and with that our conversation moved onto my experiences. I told Grandpa that, for many years, I had had fantasies of men barebacking my neg raw ass, but only after seeing some of the bareback sites on the 'net was I was finally able to express verbally what I wanted, that when I saw the pictures and stories on the 'net part of me would feel sick, but I would also feel a sexual flush: I'd sweat, retch and feel nauseous, but my cock would be bulging in my jocks and straining for a marathon jack-off session. Seeing he was turned-on by the thought, I continued, saying that sometimes during class I would excuse myself 'cause I found myself looking at my hairy teacher in mathematics, and found myself thinking about him creaming in my young hole. Fucking me up and dominating my body. Afterwards I'd walk around the campus and see some of the other students and think how hot it would be to take all their loads, and I'd start jacking, thinking about some older men with HIV, fucking their poz cocks into my hole and changing my status, pumping their seed deep into my body and converting me whether or not I wanted it. Grandpa replied my fantasies were hot, but he pushed me for specific experiences I had had. I returned his gaze, and blushed, saying that when it came to actual encounters with guys, my experiences were few, and that beyond sucking a few cocks, and having had a few guys come on my face and chest, that I hadn't any stories to offer. Grandpa laughed, saying "That's nonsense. Looking at you, it's clear you have many things to offer, and all you need is a guide, an instructor, if you will. Someone to coach you about sex." I returned his gaze and asked "Will you help me, Grandpa?" Again he laughed, replying "Of course, Adam, I'll help you, boy!" and with that he gave me a rather wicked leer, adding "And now it is time for your training to begin, Adam, so follow me out to the patio. There are a few people I want you to meet." Grandpa led out to the back were a group of older men were sunning themselves. Some wore jocks, while others were fully nude. I noticed one man smiling broadly at me. He was a black man who appeared to be in his 40s. While I couldn't help but stare at his emaciated body, I also couldn't help but stare at the bulging nine inch black snake hanging between his legs. It was massive and I could already feel my ass twitching. Following my gaze, Grandpa quietly remarked "That's Frank" and introduced me to the group. Although apparently some of the residents of the hospice had gone out on a day trip with Trevor, over a dozen men were present on the patio. All were very friendly, and all but one was old enough to be my father or... grandfather. The youngish guy was in his 20's, and I eventually learned he had the supervirus strain, and had been infected when he was 17. After he continued fucking around for a number of years, he found he was getting sicker by the day and hence, he was admitted to the hospice. I looked over the young guy and although wasting, he still had a prettyboy look about himself, even if his face and body were obviously being ravaged by the virus. He commented that if I wanted it, he could help me out, and his strain would help me get over being so nervous about HIV. I just smiled and replied, "Thanks, but no thanks." As we chatted, I noticed Frank looking on appreciatively as he slid his fingers over his enormously long and thick black cock, which had a glob of pre-cum oozing from the head. He smiled and winked at me. I quickly turn away, embarrassed by his blatant invitation. Grandpa looked on, laughed and suggested I make myself comfortable, adding that he needed to go out briefly, but that he'd be back soon. With that Grandpa asked his friends to look after me, and he left the patio. With Grandpa's departure, I felt a bit edgy, but the men were all very nice and accommodating. If fact, several of them were clearly sizing me up, and Frank continued stroking his ever-growing black cock while he looked intently at me. I couldn't take my eyes off of Frank, and not surprisingly kept imagining the different ways I might enjoy his cock. It was just so big and fat. I wanted to kneel there and tongue the fucking pre-cum off it, running my tongue up and down the gooey shaft and lapping at his balls and letting him push me around. Being a black man's toy. The idea appealed to me enormously, particularly given that I had had limited to so few actual encounters with men, and then, never an interracial encounter. And I knew Frank wanted to play with me: I could see it in his eyes. He wanted to fuck his big cock into me and give me his poz cum. Fuck, I bet he had pozzed hundreds, maybe thousands, in his lifetime. Given the appeal of big cock, he'd have no shortage of guys wanting to swing on it. These thoughts ran through my head and naturally I was horny, so I asked where the toilet was, and upon learning it's location, I took leave of the guys. I needed some relief fast: I needed both to piss and beat off. Hurrying to the toilet, I entered the stall and shut the door. Inside I found some fuckrags on the floor, as well as a half-empty bottle of poppers. I took a few deep hits of the poppers and enjoyed the sensation. Of course I had read about them off the 'net but prior to this visit to Grandpa's hospice, I had never tried them, as it had occurred to me the use of poppers is one of the reasons bareback sex is so rampant: guys get all fucked up on substances, lose their inhibitions and do what they really want. But then who gives a shit about analyzing this fuck when the hit takes hold and you get that rush and euphoric sensation coursing through your body? I sat on the toilet, stroking my cock, as I looked through the magazines, taking an occasional additional hit from the little brown bottle. Fuck I was so horny, and wished Grandpa was with me right then and there. I knew I could really use some cock. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. I didn't reply, but continued beating off, but then there was another knock. "Occupied" I answered, adding "I'll just be a few minutes," but then the door opened and standing in the doorway was Frank, his cock hanging out, swaying back and forth, pre-cum drooling from the tip. "Oh, I think you'll be in here for some time, Adam" and with that he pushed himself into the toilet. I stared back dumbly at Frank and tried to gauge his smile. I told him I was a bit embarrassed, that I was just sitting there minding my own business, but Frank answered he was having none of that, that he could clearly see what I had been doing, that is, I had been beating my cock while looking to fuckrags, even as I was loaded up on poppers! I replied it wasn't a crime, but undeterred, Frank answered he wasn't accusing me, suggesting that I could use some company. I answered I didn't think that was such a good idea and he gave me an ultimatum: "Tell me that while you're high on poppers, boy!" I retorted I didn't have to do anything, but he replied that if I didn't comply with his orders, he would simply rape my ass and take what he wanted. I looked back at him and knew he meant business, so I did what he said. I unscrewed the lid of the brown bottle and took a deep sniff. "Ahhh that's it kid, take some deep snorts, you know you want to." I took three hits under each nostril and tried to remain steady on my feet as I looked back at Frank, but couldn't think of anything relevant to say. I just looked at him and felt saliva forming on my lips and tongue and realized I was beginning to drool. Frank just looked at me and instructed me to sit on the seat and to feed on his cock. I obeyed. Everything seemed to be moving simultaneously both quickly and slowly, that it wasn't really happening, that I wasn't sitting on a toilet seat and being stripped by a black man at an AIDS hospice and sucking his poz cock, sucking it for all I was worth, running my tongue and lips up and down his pole, and letting him fuck the head of his cock down my throat. God, the sensation was overwhelming. It was better than anything I'd read off the 'net, if only 'cause I wasn't imagining the experience, I was living it: I was having sex with a poz man! *** Frank continued fucking his cock in and out of my stretched mouth. My lips felt like they splitting open at the corners as I struggled to deep-throat the fucker. It went on steadily for some time till Frank announced he was going to fuck his entire nine inch cock down my throat, and he suggested I tell him when I was ready. I was psyched for the challenge but realized I needed more help, so I unscrewed the poppers again and took several sniffs under each nostril and then looked up and him and he asked me "Ready, boy?" I looked back at him and nodded, but he hit me in the face, grabbed a fist full of my hair and tells me to ordered me to tell him when I was fucking ready, not merely to just fucking nod! "I'm ready, Sir!" I grab the cock and put my mouth on it but Frank tells me to wait. That he wants to feed his Poz cock to me. So I sit on the seat beating my cock while looking up at him and he tells me to just put my lips on the end of it and to tell him when i'm ready. I feel a bit uncertain so sniff more poppers to help me loosen up and put my lips on the end of his cock as ordered and say with a mumbled voice "i'm ready" and wait for Frank to start. He simply looks back at me and states "you're a fucking hot pussyboy adam... and soon, you're going to be even hotter" i wonder what he means for a second or two and as the realization hits (along with the popper-induced effect) Frank begins thrusting his fat Poz black cock through my lips and struggle as it quickly fills my throat and i began gagging. "Loosen your throat boy. Pretend you're swallowing some water" i take his advice and slowly feel my throat relaxing to the ever-probing cock in my throat and am soon deep throating it like a pro. Sucking Poz cock like I have been doing it all my life. The sensations are incredible. I greedily thrust my lips back and forth on his Poz cock eager for his seed and soon have my lips, tongue and the rest of my face covered in pre-cum and saliva. Frank just smiles and continues fucking my face. ... after what seems an eternity, Frank tells me i'm ready and tells me to bend over. I don't object. I want cock in my ass now. I feel Frank kneeling behind me and pressing his tongue into my quivering hole and greasing me up with his spit. Feeling his tongue work its way over my hole and into my ass its too much and I feel like i'm gonna cum, but Frank sensing this, tells me to stop beating my cock and to just fuck my ass on his face and I do so. Fucking my neg boy asshole on his AIDS ridden gaunt-laden face. Wondering if he has sores on his tongue and is fucking them into my body? Frank stands back up and tells me to take a good snort of poppers as he's gonna fuck my hole good and I comply. Resistance is futile! And then it happens; I feel Frank pushing his Poz cock up into my ass and realize i'am now like one of the boys that that guy zach writes about on the net. The realization is overwhelming and I feel my cock stiffen further as i feel my ass swallowing up the long black cock thrusting ever upward into me. God I don't know what to think? Just a few days ago I was a normal teen sitting at home reading stories off the net and now here i'am living my own story and being fucked by a Poz cock – at an AIDS hospice. Talk about living fast! But somehow none of that really registers or matters to me now. All that matters is that Poz cock thrusting away in my ass and giving my body to Frank and as I feel him wrap his arms around me and pull me backward, I hear him say to me that he's gonna Poz me up. And just then as i hear the words I start to struggle. I don't want this man's load. I want my Grandpa's!!! He was the whole reason I came to the hospice in the first place. But now i'm a mess of confusion. God I don't know what to think. Does any of it really matter in the end? Do I care who Pozzes my neg hole? I just don't know... As I feel Frank thrusting his big black cock in me, a cock full of AIDS cum, i think of Grandpa and can't help but wish he was here right now fucking me. That was the whole reason behind my visit to the hospice – to get bred by my Grandpa. Still, as I feel Frank rutting away in my hole and filling it with his splooge and getting ready to seed me I can't help deny that this feels fucking fantastic. I'm no longer just jacking my cock thinking about some guy pummeling my hole with his AIDS cock, its really happening! And it's so much better than anything than I could have imagined. Feeling my ass take his entire cock and feeling it thrust away inside my neg body. Knowing that he has the power to Poz me if he so decides. That is a very heady feeling. Knowing that my health lies in his hands. That at any moment he can make a life-altering decision for me and that which fucks me, could ultimately kill me. Make me die. Change me from a healthy neg teen into a diseased Pozzed-up cumwhore. "Oh fuck... " i feel Frank's cock thrust in deeper and as it does so, it slides against my prostate and my body is racked with pleasures, the likes I have never known. "Oh god... " I begin thrusting back harder on Frank's cock as I take another hit of poppers and tell him to fucking tear my hole up and shoot his Poz cum into me. I want it so bad. I've never wanted anything so bad... Frank slams his Poz cock in and out of my ass and tells me he's gonna charge my hole. Really fucking give it to me. That i'm just a pussyboy asking for it and with that I feel his cock get hotter in my ass. Maybe it was the poppers, maybe it was the sheer pleasure I was feeling, but I could have sworn that his cock felt hot in my ass just then. And then it happens. Frank's balls draw up and he tells me he is about to cum and then I feel like a loaded gun is going off inside my neg ass and i feel all warm inside and can feel his Poz cum shooting inside my body. Drenching my insides and coating my asswalls with his diseased load. "Oh fuck... " Frank holds onto me and slams his cock back and forth as more cum sprays out of his piss-slit into me. It's never-ending and my hole feels like its taken a bucket full of Poz cum deep inside. I just stand there gasping at the sheer pleasure. Defeated, and wanting more. And then I think of Grandpa. I had thought he would be the first man to fuck his Poz cock into me. But he wasn't. It was this slimy diseased black fucker Frank and his thick gooey AIDS-laden cock. A black man tearing up a white boy's ass. He was the one. God... Frank squeezes the last of his AIDS cum into my neg ass and slowly slides his thick cock out of my ass; telling me that I was a hot fuck and that any time I want some more of that, to just come to his room. I don't reply. In fact, I feel like nothing is really registering. I realize that i'm in shock. I then hear the door close behind Frank and knowing i'am alone, crumple to the floor. It then all finally hits. I've taken Poz cum in my ass. Been fucked. Raped. I didn't even ask for it. And yet, I didn't really put up much of a struggle did i? The poppers clouded my judgment and now I have a Poz load saturating my insides like all those boys zach writes about. But this is real. It's not some story i've read on the net. This is my life and its really happening. So I just sit there on the toilet for several minutes collecting my thoughts and then, standing up, notice the pain in my ass. God, its hurts. Frank's cock was so big. Never in my wildest dreams did I think my first time would be that brutal and would be with someone like him. But it was, and now I have to deal with it. I grab some toilet paper and wipe my ass; noticing the sheets of paper are coated with cum and streaked with blood. Shit. My hole is torn. Still, it doesn't really matter I guess. I've taken Poz cum in my ass. Poz cum. Does it really matter if there is blood? I suppose not. As I stand there wiping my crack, I decide this is all too much to deal with and after pulling back on my clothes, go back to my Grandpa's room and lie on the bed thinking about what just happened. Maybe all of this is my fault? After all, I was attracted to Frank. Hell, when I saw him out on the patio stroking that big black cock of his, I was spellbound. I'd never seen something so enticing in person before... and that's why I needed to beat off in the toilet so bad. So, why am I upset? I should be happy! Frank obviously liked me as well. That's why he pushed his way into the toilet and fucked my mouth and ass. Made me his. I guess the real problem is that i'm having trouble coping with the fact i've just taken Poz cum and my mind is trying to sort through everything i'am feeling. It's all rushing at me and little of it is making sense. But then, maybe it's not meant to? Maybe this is that primal desire zach writes about so much. Giving into what your body really craves, regardless of what your mind might be telling you. God, I wish he was here so I could talk about the encounter with him. Tell him what i'm experiencing and thinking. I'm sure he'd understand and have some comforting words to say to me. But i'm alone. And there's nobody to talk to. Not even my Grandpa. So I sit here alone thinking about what just happened and as I do, something strange happens. My cock, which has been oozing pre-cum all over my shaft and balls, gets hard again. Obviously, my body likes what happened, even if my mind is still playing catch up. And then it dawns on me. I just had a black man fuck his Poz cock deep in my ass and shoot his diseased cum in me. Fuck. Why the hell am I upset? This was the whole reason behind my visit to the hospice in the first place. To get Pozzed. Okay, so my Grandpa wasn't the one who fucked me but then who cares! I have Poz cum in my ass. That's all that really matters. As I think about Frank fucking his big cock into me, I strip down and bending over, work a finger into the cum oozing from my ass and wipe the slime over my full lips, licking the cum off it. It tastes so good. Poz cum. And then it dawns on me, I want some more. More Poz cum in my ass and almost involuntarily I pull my asslips apart and moan. I think about Frank fucking his big cock into my ass again and take a deep sniff of poppers, making sure to get the fumes under each nostril and inhaling several times. "Oh fuck... " i'm so lost in desire that I don't notice the door opening and before I can react, hear my Grandpa's voice. "Adam? What are you doing boy... ?" "Oh my god! Grandpa!" I quickly right myself and Grandpa just stands there watching as I pull my shorts back on. I make up some excuse about being horny but he's having done of that. He tells me he saw cum oozing from my ass. "I've seeded enough holes in my lifetime Adam to know when someone has been fucked. And you my boy, have been fucked!" Grandpa looks back down at me inquisitively but demanding and so I tell him. I tell him how Frank fucked his Poz cock into me and how much it hurt but how much I loved it at the same time. Grandpa, at first, wants to go have a ‘word' to Frank but I tell him no; that would only create a scene, and besides I enjoyed it. Grandpa puts his arm around me and pulls me close. "But Frank's Poz Adam. You realize what that means don't you?" I tell him yes, I do. But that it doesn't bother me. Deciding the moment is finally right, I tell my Grandpa that the only thing I regret about the encounter is that he wasn't the first. I look back at my grandfather and ask him "will you fuck me now?" And he stares back full of lust, and tells me yes. "Drop those shorts boy and assume the position. Its time for Grandpa to fuck you boy" yep u guessed it. "That's it Adam. Spread your ass cheeks for me" i pulled my asscheeks as far apart as possible and bent right down on the bed. My ass high in the air behind me. I felt Grandpa's fingers prying at my hole and him pushing two of them in me and then lapping at the juices on them as he pulled them out. "Mmmm. Frank always does cum a lot" I heard him moan in pleasure before he did something most unexpected... "Grandpa? Wha? What are you doing? Ahhhhh. Oh god... " my Grandpa had buried his face in my hole and was licking out my ass. Sucking around my hole and licking and sucking on Frank's load which was still oozing out of my hole like some bubbly foam. It felt so good. I'd never been rimmed in my life before and never expected my Grandpa would be my first. It felt wonderful. Grandpa, meanwhile, was having the time of his life eating out his young grandson's ass and working his diseased sore ridden tongue back and forth in the young boy. He loved the taste of cum and though he was a bit mad that Frank had fucked the boy, he had definitely done a good job. Ripping his grandson's ass right up and fucking it with his AIDS load. Grandpa was hoping he would have been the first but he knew when he had left and saw the hungry look in Frank's eyes, that it would have only been a matter of time before Frank pounced and lunged his lethal cock in the boy. And besides, as Grandpa knew only too well, good-looking boys like his grandson Adam were meant to be fucked. That's all that mattered. They should be fucked hard ... and often. And Adam would be fucked a lot in his lifetime. Just looking over his grandson's beautiful body that much was obvious. Grandpa was a randy AIDS fucker and loved eating out the young hole before him but he wanted to do more than just eat the ass. He wanted to fuck it and fuck it hard. He may not have been the first but he wanted his grandson to remember this experience. Given the 1000's that would no doubt follow, that would not be an easy task to be sure, but he was damned if he would give it his best. And besides, Grandpa had fucked many boys like just his grandson in his lifetime. It was one of the reasons he had been so active and notoriously active in fucking young boys up. He had often fantasized about his grandson as Adam visited him over the years and lost count of the loads he had blown in the shower or down the toilet while thinking about ripping those tight blue jeans down and fucking his grandson in the ass. Fucking him with his AIDS cock and making the boy a cumdrenched teenage fuckslut. That's why the revelation from Adam that he had wanted to be fucked by him and Pozzed had been such a wonderful surprise. So Grandpa got some lube from a drawer, and coated his large slimy cock which was sticking out from his groin like an obscene weapon of mass destruction, and pushed it hard into the boy and told Adam that he was gonna fuck his hole up good and proper. Really fuck him hard. He heard Adam cry out and knew it was hurting the boy, especially after the pounding Frank had given him, but he didn't relent. He lunged at the hole and fucked his big cock back and forth in his grandson's ass and told Adam to take several hits of poppers to lesson the pain. "It'll let you take more without hurting you. The pain will turn into pleasure" Adam knew he was right. He was surprised at how effective these fucking little bottles of fucklust were. They were able to be absorbed into the body and make even the most painful experiences pleasurable. They gave rise to the body's natural fucklust and enabled the person to erode their inhibitions. And they felt so good... Adam took several hits from the bottle under each nostril and waited a few seconds for the effect to take hit. Three, two, one... Bingo. "Fuck me Grandpa. Fuck me! Yesssssss... Tear my hole up! Fuck me with your big cock. I want it so bad... " Adam gripped the bedsheets and thrust back at his Grandpa like a diseased whore in a brothel. Which he was in many ways. Getting assfucked by these AIDS ridden fuckers. He wanted all of them. As he fucked his ass back onto the big AIDS cock in his hole, that was tearing up inside his young body, he thought about all the other men in the hospice and how much he wanted them all to fuck his ass. To fuck him with their diseased cocks and fucking spooge all of his holes with their AIDS cum. He wanted it all. It felt so good having my Grandpa's cock finally in my ass. I loved each thrust as I felt the old man fuck his cock deeper into my hole. Every inch of his lethal cock was embedded in my ass and I moaned and snorted poppers like the young whore I was. Grandpa, meanwhile, was having the time of his life. He loved how tight Adam's asshole was. Even Frank's big cock tearing it up and spooging it full of cum hadn't loosened it much. Grandpa liked tight holes. Problem was that good looking boys often lost that as they got fucked repeatedly. Sure enough, Adam, would be just like them. Grandpa knew as much. Adam would be like those boys he had fucked at the clubs and parks over the years with a hole that hung permanently open from repeated fucking but then that was the life of a good looking boy – to get fucked and be of service to anyone that wanted to use them. The sooner Adam learnt that, the better off he would be. Adam thrust his ass back on to his grandfather's cock and moaned as Grandpa gripped his waist and sunk all of his inches deep into his young grandson's hole; savoring every moment. Especially as he had jacked thinking of doing something like this so many times over the years. Now it was a reality. Grandpa fucked the boy in many different positions; he had his grandson lay down on the bed, fucked him doggie-style and got the boy to bend over while standing up. But for the climax he wanted to see his grandson's eyes so he fucked him legs up as his sweaty young grandson lay back on the bed and threw his legs apart and over his grandfather's shoulders. "Oooooohhhhhhh" Adam moaned. "Don't stop cause i'm halfway there Grandpa. This feels ahhhh, sooooooooooo goooooddddd" Grandpa thrust his big cock back and forth in the hole and loved how Frank's Poz load stuck to his cock as he thrust it along the abused asslips. He looked down with a lust he hadn't felt in some time and told Adam how much he loved him and how hot his hole was. Adam just grinned and said to fuck him harder and thrust his ass back onto the cock, embedding it all in his torn ass. That's when it happened. Grandpa felt his balls draw up and as Adam arched his head back Grandpa unloaded in his grandson's willing ass. Drenching it with another load of AIDS cum. He felt his cock spasm wildly and cum shoot out of the tip; saturating his grandson's cum-filled hole. It felt so good. Adam meanwhile was jacking like crazy and wanted to cum badly. He really wanted to shoot his fucking load over his stomach but Grandpa sensing the boy's urgency told him to hold off doing that. That he had a better idea where to shoot the load and bent over for the boy. "Fuck me boy. Fuck your Grandpa" Adam lost in lust didn't even think about it. He just used some of the cum dripping out of his ass, lubed his stiff teenage cock and lunged towards his Grandpa's hairy asshole and fucked his neg cock into the AIDS body. It was a feeling unlike any other. He was now a top fucking an AIDS man. It was incredible. Grandpa moaned as he felt Adam fucking his cock into his hairy ass and knew it wouldn't take long for the boy to cum but he wanted the load to go somewhere where it would become part of him. Adam felt his balls draw up and with a strangled cry, yelled out and unloaded his neg cum into his Grandpa's ass. It was a cum unlike any other. It was the best fuck of his life. Fucking with his Grandpa had been an awesome experience and as the two lay there together sweating and panting, he knew it was only the beginning. That they would share many other incredible adventures together. A new life had been formed.

Cody’s Weekend at Home Although Cody was only a junior in high school, he was already 18. His father held him back from starting school so that he would be a year ahead of kids his age. His father was an all-star high school wrestler who was a state finalist all 3 years he wrestled varsity. He knew that if Colt started a year later he’d have a good chance to be a four time state finalist and maybe state champion. Cody stood 5’8” and normally weighed 135 to 140 pounds but was able to cut his weight down to wrestle in the 126 pound weight class against kids who would probably be younger and less experienced. He had a good muscular build from years of weight training and good nutrition. His father’s genetics didn’t hurt. Cody started wrestling the age of 7. He found that he liked the body contact he had with other guys and soon found that he was stimulated by this contact. He would throw wood easily and soon found himself jerking off to wrestling videos. When he got to high school he figured he was gay and kept pretty much to himself occasionally dating a pretty girl. His senior year he noticed that the student trainer assigned to work with the wrestling team was watching guys shower. Cody bust the kid when he was watching him shower and exploited this to his advantage. It didn’t take much to get the kid to suck each other’s cocks. Cody always took his time in the shower and made sure he was the last one there with the student trainer so that they could mutually suck each other off. Cody wanted to do more but the student trainer was reluctant to try. When his parents had to go cross country for a wedding as the state tournament was approaching they decided to let Cody stay home alone. The team had their last match before the tournament on a Thursday night giving the team 2 weeks to prepare for the opening round. Cody’s parents left that Friday morning and Cody figured he’d check a few things out in the city that night. At the end of practice on Friday the coach gave them the weekend off. There were a couple places in town where he might meet someone to play around with and he soon found himself outside one of the local gay bar. He sat on the hood of his car watching guys as they went inside. Paul was walking down the street. Cody noticed Paul when he was a block away from the bar. Paul was over 6’ tall (coming in at 6’2”) with a lean muscular build (around 180 pounds). Cody guessed him to be in his mid 20’s as he kept his eyes on this stud as he came down the street. When Paul got closer he noticed the young stud looking him over and instead of heading inside the bar he walked up to the kid sitting on his car. Paul looked the kid over and asked, “Are you going inside or are you just going to sit there and look pretty?” Cody answered, “I’d love to go inside but I’m only 18. Is there any place we could go and have some fun?” Paul could tell that Cody was looking for some fun and made a suggestion, “I live close by, we could go there and I’m sure we’ll find something fun to do.” As they began to walk towards Paul’s place they introduced themselves to each other. Paul lived a couple blocks from the bar and soon were at Paul’s building. Cody followed Paul up the stairs and soon they were alone in his apartment. Paul said, “Make yourself at home Cody.” As Paul kicked off his shoes and walked over to the fridge. Cody kicked off his own shoes and soon he was sitting on the couch. Paul called out from the kitchen, “Can I get you anything to drink?” Cody answered that he didn’t drink alcohol since he was still in training.” As Paul returned to the living room he turned on the TV and asked, “What are you in training for?” Paul already had porn playing from his computer that he had hooked up to all his TV’s. While Cody watched the porn on the TV he let Paul know that he wrestled and Paul told Cody that he played baseball when he was in high school and college. Cody could tell Paul was a jock from the way he carried himself. That really turned Cody on and he was sure that Paul was turned on as well from the apparent bulge in his jeans. Paul asked cody, “Hope you like porn.” Cody was transfixed on the porn as he nodded in the affirmative. The porn was all bareback as Paul began to hope he could breed this jock. Cody then noticed a funny looking glass pipe sitting on the coffee table as Paul was rejoining the young jock. He said, “This is a strange looking Marijuana pipe.” Paul laughed and let Cody know, “It’s not a Marijuana pipe it’s a Tina pipe.” Cody had a puzzled look on his face as Paul took the pipe and said, “I’ll show you how to use it if you’d like?” Paul then took out a small baggie and put a couple rocks of Tina in it then lights his torch and held it to the bottom of the bowl. Cody watched in amazement as the bowl filled with smoke just before Paul slowly inhaled the smoke into his lungs. Paul held his breath for a second then blew the smoke out. Cody was intrigued and when Paul asked if he’d like to try it he didn’t hesitate with “Fuck yeah. Is it anything like pot?” Paul responded, “It’s better than pot.” Paul held the torch to the bowl and the smoke began to quickly fill it as he told Cody, “Now slowly inhale and hold your breath till I tell you to let it out.” Cody did as he was told and held his breath. Paul purposefully had Cody hold the Tina in longer than he himself had as he had the pipe ready for another go. He had Cody exhale and then inhale a second breath from the pipe. After the 4th time Cody was starting to fly as Paul wanted him too. Quickly the two began to kiss as they continued to share the pipe and before long Paul was ready to give Cody a shotgun. Cody was familiar with shotgunning a joint. Paul explained in detail how he was going to do a deep drag of the pipe then as Cody inhales the smoke from Paul as he exhales while they share a kiss. Cody was game and soon they exchanged a few shotguns as they passionately kissed. It didn’t take long till they both found themselves only wearing boxer briefs. Paul’s cock was rock hard and dripping. That was probably more due to the Viagra he took shortly after they returned to his apartment then the stud he was with. As the 2 jocks kissed Paul paused to ask Cody, “What do you want to do?” Cody answered, “I’m in your hands Paul.” Paul got an evil grin on his face as he led Cody to the bedroom. On the way he asked, “Are you enjoying the Tina Cody?” Cody answered “Fuck yes, it makes my body tingle.” Once they were in the bedroom he kissed Cody and excused himself. He returned with a 250 cc syringe filed with (what Cody could see) was a clear fluid. Paul let Cody know, “If you enjoyed smoking Tina I think you’ll love slamming her.” Cody had a puzzled look on his face, “Slamming?” Paul explained, “Yes, injecting it directly into your vein. It’s awesome and if you think your body tingles now, just wait.” Cody was a little apprehensive as Paul said, “I’ll do myself first then you, ok?” Cody seemed a little more interested. Paul described in detail what he was doing as he wrapped a piece of rubber around his left bicep, took an alcohol prep and wiped a prominent vein, stuck the needle in and pulled back the plunger to register a flash of blood. Paul added that he’s very good at this since he’s a nurse. Paul then slowly pushed the plunger down about 1/3 the way before he pulled it from his arm and replaced the cap. He then held a cotton ball over where he had just injected himself, put his arm over head and with his teeth pulled the rubber from his arm. Paul let out a couple coughs as Cody could see his cock begin to leak big time. Paul leaned over to Cody and kissed him as he was feeling his rush. When the kiss broke Paul told Cody “It’s now your turn” trying not to give Cody a choice or opportunity to back out. Cody seemed a little nervous but was transfixed as Paul applied the tourniquet, found a good vein he never noticed that Paul was using the needle he just used on himself. Paul hit the vein with expertise he had as a nurse, registered the flash of blood and emptied the rest of the syringe into Cody’s arm. As the needle was withdrawn Paul was sure to let Cody know “You will feel a warmth rush into your chest, you might feel a slight difficulty breathing for a brief second as you cough out hard. Your heart will begin to beat really fast as a ringing might be heard in your ears.” Paul put a cotton ball over the injection site as he put Cody’s arm over his head then pulled the tourniquet off. Cody felt the warmth as was described as he suddenly coughed out hard. He heard the ringing in his ears as his heart began to beat really fast. As the rush washed over his body Paul helped him lay back as he climbed on top of the rushing twink and kissed him deeply. When the kiss broke Paul was sure to ask, “How are you feeling Cody?” Cody responded “OH FUCK, WOW!!! This is FUCKING awesome!” Paul returned to kissing Cody and quickly both jocks lost the last little bit of clothing each were wearing as their boxer briefs ended up on the floor. Paul was rock hard and his cock was still dripping as Cody’s cock was very sensitive but he was very limp. Cody asked, “Why are you so rock hard and I’m so soft?” Paul let Cody know, “That’s how Tina is, some get rock hard and some get very soft.” Quickly Paul maneuvered so that they were in ‘69’ position and quickly Cody was devouring Paul’s cock as Paul licked and sucked Cody’s limp tool. Quickly Paul moved his mouth and began to eat Cody’s hole. Cody had never been rimmed before and quickly asked “What are you doing?” Paul responded, “Haven’t you ever been rimmed before?” Cody quickly admitted, “The only thing I’ve ever done was suck and get sucked.” Paul moved so that he could pay complete attention on eating Cody’s virgin hole as he readied it for his hard cock. He worked to get it nice and sloppy wet as Cody writhed and moaned. He knew that he would be inside this jock bare and breeding him in minutes. As Cody’s began to open up and get nicely lubed he knew it was time. He began to kiss and lick his way up Cody’s body making sure to pay attention to the twink’s very sensitive nipples. As he moved up he was sure to aim his hard cock towards Cody’s hole. Paul knew how to position his cock so that it would slide right inside. Paul was staring deeply into Cody’s eyes as the tip hit home and Paul took Cody’s virginity. Cody moaned out as Paul bottomed his 8” balls deep inside his hole. He stroked Paul’s face as the two kissed and Paul began to slowly fuck away. Cody wrapped his legs around Paul’s slim waist as he felt Paul piston in and out of his hole. Since Paul was still rushing he knew he would cum quickly then be ready to really pound away at Cody. Paul felt his balls begin to boil and knew the strong orgasm would be upon him soon. He took a couple long strokes and grunted as his cock spewed out a huge load of his poison seed. Paul knew between the shared point and the load inside Cody would most likely get the fuck flu within a few weeks. The two kissed as Cody commented, “I know you just came, I felt your cock twitch inside me and I think I felt your load.” Paul kissed Cody again and let him know, “Yes I just filled you with a big load of my cum.” Cody never began to worry, he knew the implications of what had just happened and what it could mean and as he looked into Paul’s eyes he knew the answer to the question he had on his mind as Paul pulled his still hard cock out of his ass. Paul maneuvered Cody into doggy as he mounted the twink from behind. He slid his hard cock inside and began to slowly build up speed to where he was pounding away at Cody’s hole. Cody felt every thrust as his prostate was hit. Paul knew that Cody would learn to be a bottom cum dumb and Paul hoped that Cody would want more Tina. Cody was fucked in every position possible as the two shared another slam. It was mid day on Sunday when Cody finally left for home. He was very satisfied at what he had done that weekend and asked Paul “Can we get together again after the state tournament is over in a few weeks?” Paul answered “Fuck yeah! Would you like to meet some of my friends?” Cody answered “Fuck Yeah!”

Nothing gives me more pleasure lately than whoring out bottom guys and attending sexpartys. Luv the feeling of a true cummy hole.... During my latest exploits I have been cleaning guys dicks after they unload and luv to felch a cummy hole. Have also been hit up by quite a few top guys who want to share bottom guys with me to tag team them. It's all fine with me as I luv to make out with top guys while they r fucking and breeding a bottom slut. It's specially hot when they r about to unload to make out with top guy and clean their dick afterwards? Anybody else enjoys doing this?

Bobby's rock adventures with Jack Jack is the father of a friend of my younger brother and was a neighbor so I knew him since I was young but we didn’t hang out until I was in college and ran into him at the local gay bar. He was excited to see me and starting making it clear until I told him to cool it or I’d leave and go home, Jack then whispered and asked if I liked to get high and I told him sure, he then asked if I had ever tried coke and I said yeah so he then told me we should both leave and go to my house and I was already drunk enough that the offer was something I couldn’t refuse so we just in his car and drove to my place. On the way I told him not to expect anything and if he wanted to be friends he needed to understand that. He promised to be a good boy which made me laugh because I liked being a good boy and didn’t really want to be one with him. I was living in Cambridge and no longer had a roommate so I knew we would be comfortable partying without the need to hide in my room and staying away from my bed was on my mind. I showed him the place and then after grabbing drinks we settled into the living room and out of his coat he pulled a pipe and a package of rocks and as he was setting it on the table asked if I had ever smoked coke before and I told him I liked it a lot so he said since it’s your house you can go first and he placed a good size rock on the pipe and handed it to me. I looked at the rock and knew that if I smoked it all I would need to rip my clothes off and I brought it to my lips and lit the lighter. “Wow, Bobby, you must really like it as you sucked down a huge hit”. I placed the pipe down on the table and sat back down as I slowly let the smoke out and watched him start smoking. Yeah I was flying and could barely sit in the seat but when he put the pipe down and then pulled off his sweatshirt is when I lost control of myself and stripped down to my underwear and plopped back down in my chair happy to be out of those clothes. We both were quiet for a few minutes as we enjoyed our rush but then we started to talk and he committed about how much he liked my briefs and that he wished more boys still wore briefs. What he didn’t know is I have had a huge brief fetish since before I knew what a fetish was and that I still had briefs from junior high as I couldn’t throw them away. One of the things I learned about rock was that all my secrets that I kept hidden quite well became something I had to tell people about while I was high so I told Jack that I too loved briefs and that I had a couple hundred pair. We then talked about all the different sizes, types, colors and prints of briefs I had and then he reloaded the pipe but this time he did his hit first and then set it up for me with the same size rock as earlier which made me smile because I loved taken big hits. As I set the pipe down and then started to exhale Jack told me to show him my brief collection and as my head started to fly I jumped up and led him to my bedroom. I pulled open the first drawer showing it completely full of briefs and then closed it and opened the next full drawer. He told me to show him some of them and I pulled a few of my favorites out and set them on my bed. When he picked up a pair of cute Oshkosh printed briefs and told me to put them on I stripped my existing briefs and pulled on the pair he choose. He told me I looked so fucking cute and then he reached over and rubbed the front of them getting a small moan out of me but he then stopped and leaned back and told me to try on other briefs I liked and show him. Over the next hour we smoked and talked as I must have tried on over thirty pair of briefs and I got use to him rubbing my crotch and then my ass. But then after the largest hit so far I opened another drawer and showed him the contents. This drawer was full of diapers and baby stuff and was my biggest secret that I never told anyone about but felt the need to then. He looked in the drawer and told me to put one on and I quickly ripped off the briefs and laid down as I taped on a disposable diaper. As I laid down he moved off the bed and still watching me put on my diaper he reached in the drawer and pulled out a pacifier and once I was done putting on the diaper he leaned over and placed the pacifier in my mouth and I felt great that he wasn’t making fun of me and had actually given me a pacifier but when he rubbed my diaper I started to moan and grabbed my teddy bear and squeezed it hard as he rubbed me harder. My cock surprised me as it started to get hard and I just kept moaning as he rubbed me more. He would occasionally slow down when I clearly got close to cumming and he kept me in a state of extreme pleasure for about ten minutes when he stopped and got the pipe ready again. As I was hitting the pipe he picked up a cloth diaper and some pins and told me to put that on next. As soon as I handed him the pipe I grabbed my pacifier and sucked it hard as I changed into my new diaper. Jack watched me and he finished inhaling his hit as I finished pinning my diaper up. He handed me my teddy bear and started to rub my diaper getting me moaning again but then he turned around and keeping with one hand stroked my diaper but with his other he took my pacifier out of my mouth and leaned down and I knew he wanted to shotgun his hit and I opened my mouth and sucked in as he slowly exhaled into my mouth. He then put my pacifier back in my mouth and this time using both hands he rubbed my diaper covered crotch and by then my cock again had gotten hard and I was going crazy. When I exhaled he told me to roll over and then rubbed my ass as he told me I was such a cute little baby boy. Then he slapped my ass and got up to go to the bathroom. He didn’t push anything else sexual other than he rubbed me a lot and also never let me cum although got me so close so many times and every time I wish he made me cum. That night I wore a few more items he wanted to see and eventually he had to leave but made plans for the very next night and when he kissed me goodnight I let him kiss me and got his tongue taken over my mouth and his hands slid into the back of my diaper and he squeezed my ass. He then picked up my pacifier and told me a baby should always be sucking. As I laid in my bed falling asleep and sucking my pacifier I realized that if he had yanked my diaper off and wanted to fuck me I would have let him.

I meant to document a weird weekend I had in NYC and finally getting to it months later. It had been a hot September Friday so I had on a white tank top, grey mesh shorts, sneakers and a jock. Me and a friend got a hotel room and went bar hopping until he met someone and took him back to the room. I went to the Eagle around midnight and looked around. I had a few beers and went to the rooftop deck and took my tank top off. I had started going to the gym again after I realized that my late 20s body wasn't going to keep itself in shape so I've got a decent body, nice slightly furry chest and butt. A couple guys came over to me, late 40s, in leather and we started talking. One thing led to another and I had showed them my jock and some of their fingers were roughly probing my hole. I'm into keeping my hole stretched and ready at all times so they could easily prob around. We made our way to a corner where it was dark and a few people gathered around. The one guy turned me to face his friend and pulled my shorts down to the floor and spit on his dick and stuck it in to my hot and ready hole. Then he said, "Oh fuck yeah I knew the fucking slut would take a bare cock right here. I'm gonna cum in his hole quick." The guy I was facing as I was getting fucked grabbed my jock package and squeezed and kissed me roughly. His other hand reached behind me and felt his friend fucking me. Then his hands found my tank top tucked in the waist band of my jock and pulled it out. As his friend grunted and came in my hole, he held the tank and said, "you won't be needing this anymore." And he handed it to his friend who used it to clean off his cock and they pushed through the people around and disappeared. I bent down to pick up my shorts and felt more fingers at my hole. Two more guys fucked me before I had to piss so bad it was uncomfortable. I made my way through the crowd, shirtless in small grey mesh shorts that were low enough that you could see the bands of the jock and the top of my ass cheeks. I'm sure I looked pretty slutty with the 3 loads of cum seeping out of my hole. By the time I made it to the bathroom I was ready to explode but there was a line snaking it way in. I finally got to the trough and could release my load. A lot of eyes were on me even though I was in the corner and I started getting hard as the piss flow slowed. The guys behind me and next to me had their dicks out but were not pissing. I turned and pulled my fat 6 inches and big balls totally out of my jock and a guys hand started stroking me while another hand fingered me. I was loving the attention but could see people keeping a wary eye out for staff so decided to move somewhere darker. So I put my package in my jock and made my way around another lap. I found myself at the rooftop deck again next to a guy and we talked. We hit it off and he was enjoying ordering me around. He said it was hit that I lost my shirt and that I should lose the jock. So I took off my mesh shorts and slipped off the jock and handed it to him and slipped the shorts back on. My cell phone pulled the waist band down to the top of the root of my cock. My shortly trimmed pubes were showing and the guy, Lou ran his fingers through my pubes and pulled me to him and kissed me roughly. His hands pulled and pinched and prodded me everywhere. He said, "good slut, you like assplay? I want to destroy your hole." My ass tingled at the thought and it was 330am anyway so we made our way to the door. He led me down the street saying he knew a place we could go. I asked if he meant the bathhouse and he said, "no, even better." I wondered what could be better! We walked quite a few blocks, me shirtless and without underwear. Just shorts and sneakers with dick swinging and Lou in a button down open dress shirt with necklaces showing and nice pants and he continued his trash talking about destroying my hole and how he didn't take trash like me home but he would use me somewhere else. We arrived at a nondescript building with a small front counter where lou paid $75 for a key. We went down the hall to a seedy Lille room with a small bathroom. He ordered me to get naked and get some white powder out and a cut straw and dug out a big hit of power and put it under my nose and ordered me to inhale. We both snorted and he pushed me on my back onto the bed and he pushed his hand into my mouth. Then he worked the hand into my ass. I bared down hard as his fist passed into my hole. He just kept calling me a used up slut and fisted me hard. Surprisingly, the cum from before and my own ass juices allowed him to work my ass for hours. Soon 3 hours had gone by and the phone rang to tel us our time was up. He answered and told them he wanted 3 more hours and hung up. He handed me $40 and Someone knocked at the door and i cautiously opened the door trying not to expose my nakedness and handed him the money. We snorted more and he had me back on the bed, my dick shriveled and my ass gaping. He had me push out my lips and guts and repeatedly smacked my exposed guts calling me a slut with a useless little dick. He continued to pound my hole, trying and getting his second hand in but he could only punch fist with one hand. The phone rang again and he renewed for another 3 hours. He kept at my ass destruction, still with no lube. He enjoyed fisting the piss out of me too, leaking all over my chest and stomach and on to the bed. When he finally let me up to piss, it took forever to start and I had a real weak stream. I think my prostate was swollen and inflamed. Suddenly I realized it was noon and hadn't checked in with my friend so I texted him that I was ok and hanging with a guy and would be in touch later. Our time was running out so Lou grabbed me by the balls and sat up over me laying in the bed and jerked off and came all over me. He got in the shower and told me to get dressed so I put my shorts and sneakers on. He dressed and we walked out the street. He said "I'm done playing with u but you aren't done. I'm walking you to the bathhouse where you will continue to offer yourself. I'll get you in and expect you to service anyone who wants it for the entire 8 hours. In fact I'll go ahead and buy you an extension to 12 hours." So we walked a few blocks to the bathhouse where he walked me to the front door and I filled out a form and he paid and walked me to the door. As I was being buzzed in he held the door open and told me to strip. I handed him my shorts and he walked away with them saying he would see me in 12 hours.

Part 1: An unexpected finding Ryan ended up returning home from his trip a day earlier than originally planned. Three days with his family was one day too long, and he told them he needed to get back to finish a school project. Ryan felt a sense of relief when he entered the apartment and made his way down the hall to his bedroom. As he passed by his roommate's door, he heard music coming from Donald's room - which was a bit unusual. Ryan was about to shrug it off when he heard what he could only perceive as some kind of high-pitched howling noise. Startled, he paused in his tracks and put his ear next to the door to try and figure out what was the source of the noise. Ryan's eyes widened as he listened through the door. He couldn't quite understand the words being shouted by Donald. "fuck yes! Give me that poz cock!" was the only phrase he thought he understood. He wasn't sure he heard it entirely correctly. It didn't make sense. "Paw's" cock? He wondered? More phrases would clue him in. An unfamiliar voice dominated now, "yeah, take my poz dick you little chaser bitch. Tell me how much you want it!" Was this a joke? Ryan wondered. He had some vague notion of HIV chasers, or whatever they were called, but he couldn't have heard right. Donald was gay but Donald .. well .. was a nerd .. a major book nerd. And Donald never seemed to hook up. He was just odd-looking. Ryan was trying to picture his awkward roommate getting fucked. No way, Ryan thought as he continued to listen in. "I love it! Fuck me with your big poz dick! Fuck my neg ass!" he heard Donald answer the unfamiliar voice. "You want it deeper?" asked the stranger. Ryan still couldn't believe what he was hearing as he heard Donald answer back - and not in Donald's normal soft-spoken, often unintelligible mumble. There was conviction and determination in his voice. "Fuck yes! Pump every inch of your poz cock into my ..." There was a pause. Ryan wondered if they may have detected his presence beyond the door. Then he realized what happened, apparently the stranger must have obliged. Donald seemed to have a difficult time verbalizing, " ... my .. fuck yes! my fuck ! my ass! I want your toxic jizz ... " and Donald trailed off. It was difficult to piece it all together now since Donald wasn't exactly creating full sentences. The stranger was easier to understand, "you want my super high viral load?" The stranger's question was just as alarming as Donald's answer, " yes! fuck that death seed into me. pound me .. ugggh .. pound me with your deathstick!" Ryan's heart was racing. Was he literally hearing someone get fucked to death? Should he do something? What could he do? They seemed to be consenting. Ryan scurried into his bedroom and quietly closed the door. He convinced himself he must have heard wrong. But, even through two closed doors, the chasing unfolding in the other room remained evident. "Poz my ass! Fill my neg ass with your poz load!" Donald said urgently. The stranger seemed quieter now for some reason. But, Donald's voice continued to carry, "Yes! I love it!!! Breed my ass! Convert me with your sexweapon!" Ryan's anxiety level was escalating and then he noticed something slightly familiar as well. He felt his dick hardening quickly. "I'm going to cum in you!" he heard the stranger now much louder. "You sure you want this load?" "God yes! Give it to me! Use my ass! Flood my guts!' Donald shot back. Ryan's mind was racing. He still couldn't totally understand what was happening. But, he also couldn't stop picturing a big dick only a dozen feet away. Maybe it was just an automatic response to the sounds of sex. Whatever the reason, Ryan pulled down his shorts and started to aggressively jerk his own dick that was quickly nearing climax in only a matter of seconds.. "YOU'RE GONNA GET IT!" the stranger's voice boomed. Ryan was about to explode with unexpected intensity. He heard Donald cry out, "Yes ! Oh FUCK! FUUUUUUUUUCK!" Ryan knew the sound of an orgasm anywhere. His mind went blank and he exploded as well. Gobs of cum spurted out of Ryan's dick. One phrases echoed in his head as he nearly mindlessly jizzed .. "You're gonna get it." As the noise subsided, Ryan started to come back to his senses. He looked down at his hand, dick and the carpet and was shocked by the volume of cum that had landed everywhere. He sat on the edge of his bed, and froze in shock and disbelief. What had Donald done? And what did I just do?" Ryan wondered.

Business traveler hit me up about taking his loads (on bbrts). I said fuck yeah, profile said he was poz and his pics looked good. I cleaned up and headed over. We hit the poppers, made out and he was sucking my pierced nips like crazy! We 69'd and he ate my ass. Then I rode his cock and got the first poz load. He asked if I was poz and I said no, neg. He said that it was HOT and he wanted more. He turned me over onto my back and he started to pump me some more and gave me load number 2. I was still horny and asked if he could give me more, he said he'd try. Well a couple minutes later he added # 3. He then jerked me off and I left. It was pretty hot, he wants more already. Well another guy hits me up on bbrts, HOT muscle guy, vers. He asked what I was doing and I told him about my 3 poz loads from the same guy and he begged me to come over bc he loves to eat loads out of ass and then add his. Well I said sure, I headed over and he's fucking hot, just my type. Hairy, shaved head, beard and nice body. We made out immediately when I was in his place. He leads me to the bedroom, strips me down and himself and he throws me on the bed, puts my legs in the air and proceeds to eat my ass like it's his last meal. It was fucking amazing! He then comes up for air and makes out with me (a first for me having a guy eat loads out of my ass then feed them to me) and it was fucking HOT. He goes back for more ass, then stops and then slams his thick 7.5" cock in my hole and then starts to fuck, he pulls out and eats me more and then we're both hitting the poppers and he keeps fucking me and finally unloads! It was fucking great. Then we make out more and I can't get enough! He tastes wonderful. I get dressed and now I'm home and about to jerk off thinking about him and my taste on his face/beard.

3-ish loads. Stopped by a gloryhole after work, just got home. blew two dicks fast and sloppy through the hole, no clue what they were attached to, but both soaked my mouth. tasted some cooling cum someone shot on the wall and floor (hence the -ish LOL). then jumped in a booth with a sexy tall guy with a fattie, but he made me suck him with a condom on (this ever happen to anyone else?). but... after he came he took the condom off, threw it in the garbage can and left. i stayed, and damn if i didn't pull that gooey little fucker out of the trash can and suck all the sperm out of it.

Dawson, Marco Cruz, Damien Silver. Especially like Silver's hole when a dick's starting to pull out, the way it speads out. He's also one nasty verbal fuck. I like Marco Cruz's power bottom antics and always wanting to get fucked hard and nasty. He's also a fuckin verbal pigkunt. Dawson is not so verbal but his load counts are historic.....OINK.

It'll probably be later this week before I get much more done on this... But I think there should be a lot more since I have a 4 day weekend!

Oh, hell yes. Way to go Tight. Love it and hope you get more. Still looking for my first hvl here.

HVL.

I love the cunts that can grab onto most sized cocks and take it in deep using just spit or sperm as lube.

This is one of the most important things I have ever read. When I first found it, I came so hard it hurt. Then I felt ashamed I would be turned on by it.. With this year's transformation, I have to get almost to the bottom of the page to find something I haven't done. If you are turned on by barebacking and take even one step down the line, this isn't fiction, it's prophecy.

I second that. I'm also just waiting for the last tests and then next stop will be a gangbang to have cum dripping out of my ass a whole weekend

just took a red rig full of my new daddy into me.. my hole is finally free! hes with me forever, and cuming in me right now

Of course they can cum in my hole. if they go in bare, you can't ask them to pull out, that ruins it totally. the best part of getting fucked raw is feeling their cock stiffen and pump when they cum.

If it goes in bare, it unloads inside, no questions asked.

I hope to hell PrEP will make me sluttier, that's for sure. I've been paralyzed by the fear of HIV into shutting down my sex life since I can only really get hard when the thought of semen exchange is in the mix, and I haven't wanted to risk my health (as hot as all the pozzing stories are as fantasies). Basically I've wanted every part of my fantasies except the HIV. That's what Truvada is offering. I just got a prescription for PrEP, and am interested in how many days/hours go by between the time I take my first pill, and the time I take a stranger's load. If I'm good, I'll last the prescribed week. Just need the final hep test back, and that shit's mine. Can't wait to scream out "Fuck Yeah, Breed Me" to some hot fucker I just met on Barebackrt, and feel his sperm shot deep inside me. Yes, it will make people sluttier, and that's a good thing. Everyone wins if more people have better sex. Shouldn't the goal be to keep people healthy? The safe-sex message was to avoid fluid exchange only when we couldn't make that happen safely. Now we can, so let's get our heads shifted back to what's important. With all the psychological and physiological benefits associated with semen exchange, if you can do that in a healthy way, shouldn't everyone do it? Imagine a world where every graduating high schooler gets a lifetime prescription of PrEP and a raw gangbang as a graduating present. Truvada: More sex, less risk. Truvada: Better living through safer slutting. Truvada: Become the whore you've always wanted to be...safely!

Congrats! There's such a rush to it, almost like losing your virginity all over again!

Wolf or Tiger here, depends on my mood... Vers on Both accounts.

totally agreed here love pits hairy stinky pits. when a guy is shirtless or just sleeveless u get my attention I love to get lost in a guys pits

Always wear a jock strap, and have a blind fold handy in case I want to use a room or get in a sling

Definitely a Truvada Whore and proud of it. Take any and all loads. Don't even ask status anymore.

For me it is implied.when a guy fucks me bareback I assume he will cum in my ass. Actually that is the only way for me. Never pull out

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.

Bobby’s rock adventures with Jack Part 6 “It looks like today I have not only a good boy but also a good girl” Jack told Cody and me. “Bobby, do you like being a good boy?” I nodded and said “Yes, Daddy” “And Cody, will you be a good girl for us too?” Cody looked excited and said “Yes, Daddy” Jack handed us each a pipe and I saw that mine had a big rock but Cody’s didn’t. Jack then told us that since Cody was a good little girl and that I was a good little boy that for the rest of today we should pretend we are girlfriend and boyfriend and that Jack was going to be our teacher and show us how to best the best we can be. Cody and I just looked at each other and smiled and nodded. Jack said to light up together and Cody and I both did and watched each other inhale that white smoke. Cody finished first as his rock was much smaller and Jack told him to set next to him and they watched me finish my hit. As I was holding in the smoke Jack told Cody that I was a very special kind of good boy. “Bobby is normally a good boy who is submissive and tries to please men but when Bobby gets high he becomes the best boy and will do whatever he is told.” I knew something fun was going to happen and held the smoke until I felt like I was going to pass out and then finally blew a huge cloud out. Just as I set the pipe down, Jack told me, “Bobby, quick grab the big black dildo and lube”. I ran to my room as my head spun higher than maybe ever before. I grabbed the stuff and a pacifier as I needed it badly. “Bobby get on the floor and rip a hole in your diaper and get that fucking black monster in you now.” At that moment I wanted nothing else as Jack knew when I was this high I needed a huge cock in me. Jack told Cody to watch as I would have the whole thing in me in less than a minute. He didn’t believe anyone could get such a big dildo in them but Jack reminded him that right now I would do anything he said. “See, Cody I told you Bobby would get it all in his ass. Tell Bobby to fuck himself on it.” “Bobby, fuck yourself with that huge cock” I started riding up and down on the dildo. “Wow, he’s doing it, Jack” “Call me Daddy” “He’s doing it Daddy” “Of course he is. Now, Bobby, get up and rip off that ruined diaper and put your jockstrap back on” I again ran to my room and was back in mere seconds. He then told me sit on his lap as he held his hard cock up and even though I never wanted normal sex with Jack I jumped up and quickly sat down on his lap. Jack told Cody that since he was a little girl that Jack would take care of my hungry ass but that a good girlfriend may need to learn how to use a strap on. Cody was wide eyed as he watched me get fucked just inches from him. He commented on how obvious it was that I loved being fucked. When he told Jack he thought I looked so cute bouncing on his cock and sucking my pacifier I realized I was falling in love with him and how much I wanted to fuck him and also have him fuck me. Jack saw how happy I was and grabbed my hips and started to bounce me faster and I knew he was planning on cumming in me and I didn’t care, actually I wanted Cody to see that when you get fucked you also get bred as I wasn’t planning on using a rubber or pulling out when I fucked Cody and I wanted his cum in me too. Jack told Cody he was cumming in me as he pounded me harder and he told me over and over again that I was a good boy as he shot his load in me. Jack then asked Cody if he really thought I was a good boy and Cody told him that I was a very good boy. Jack had me get up off his softening cock and he turned me around and had me lie across his lap and I knew it was spanking time. Jack spanked me with his hand and told Cody how much I needed to be spanked so that I stayed a good boy. He then made Cody promise that when he was alone with me that he must remember to spank me. After a couple of minutes I started to cry a little. Jack reached my mouth and took away my pacifier and then started to spank me a harder and faster and I started to really cry. Jack explained to Cody that when I get spanked it cannot stop until I am crying because only then will Bobby be the best boy he can. Cody agreed that he would make sure I cried. As he continued spanking me he told Cody that what he was going to do next is something that he only does to baby boys and if his baby girl ever wanted to try it he should try it with me. While crying and still high as a kite I realized Jack was setting it up for Cody to come over and play with me alone. Jack helped me up and then told me to kneel in front of him and he looked at me and was silent for a moment. “Cody, there is nothing hotter than seeing a cute boy on his knees crying and waiting to be told what to do next. The first time you make Bobby cry and have him in this position you’ll learn to cherish it” Jack then stood up and placed his semi hard cock in my mouth and pulled my head into his belly and started to piss in me. “Fuck, Bobby, I know you don’t like it but you’re going to swallow it all and show your girlfriend that you can be a real good boy. Oh god, Bobby, you are such a good boy”. Hearing that I wanted Cody to see me swallow. Jack also rubbed my head which he knows make me happy. “Daddy, that’s so nasty but it is fucking hot too.” “Cody if you can piss you should try it, it feels so good knowing that Bobby is drinking all my piss and I know he doesn’t like to do this which makes it even better. You should use his mouth too” “Wow, I’m happy I didn’t piss in this diaper. I can’t believe I’m going to piss in his mouth.” “Your turn”, Jack said as he pulled out of my mouth. I made sure that not a drop fell and I was excited to get Cody’s cock in my mouth. Cody pulled his cock out of his diaper and then pushed it to the ground and kicked it next to me and he then looked down at me and asked me if he could piss in my mouth. Jack grabbed my head and pushed me onto Cody’s cock as he told Cody you don’t need to ask. Bobby is a good boy so you tell him what to do. It took him a few seconds before he could start but when he did I fell in love with him. I wanted to drink his piss all the time and do whatever he wanted. “Bobby you are a good boy”. Cody said to me as I looked up to him and swallowed as he continued to piss in me. “I won’t need to ever wear one of your diapers again as I want to do this again and again.” Jack then said “Bobby, you’ll be a good boy and let Cody use your mouth whenever he wants to even when you’re not high?” I closed my eyes and nodded as best I could. “I knew you were going to be a good boyfriend for Cody.” “I wish I had more to piss”, Cody said as he finished and started to pull out of my mouth. “Look at Bobby, he wishes too. Don’t worry you’ll be able to do it again”, Jack told Cody then turned to me and told me to get everyone a drink and to make sure Cody’s was extra large. When I returned Cody was sitting next to Jack and since he took off the diaper he was now completely naked and he was all boy. I gave them their drinks and then picked up Cody’s diaper and put it on and I started to get hard knowing I was wearing the diaper he wore. I was still quite high and was amazed that I was getting hard. Jack told Cody that one of the best parts about being a girl is when a boy eats your pussy. Jack then reached down and pulled up Cody’s legs and before he could even say anything to me I got between those legs and licked his virgin hole. Cody was caught off guard and sounded like he was going to complain when Jack grabbed his legs but that changed to a gasp as he felt my tongue. Jack sat back and smiled knowing that I was very happy and he loved listening to the cute noises Cody was making as he was experiencing what no straight boy should ever experience as now Cody will learn to crave it and I was looking forward to it. I ate his cute ass for about fifteen minutes until Jack reloaded the pipes and told us to take them. I didn’t want to stop eating Cody’s ass, although, when I saw that the pipe Jack was handing Cody had a rock even bigger than my last hit got more excited wondering what was next.

I had a similar true-life experience last year at Burning Man in the Down Low Club mansex tent. Saw this young black guy standing in the darkness of one of the glory holes watching all the action while rubbing his cock in his shorts. I felt his hard cock in his pants and asked if he liked to fuck. "Sometimes," he replied shyly. "You looking for some butt?" I asked. His cock surged in my hand. "Yah," he whispered, almost as if he was embarrassed for anyone to hear. "C'mon," I coaxed, pulling him by his hard cock, leading him to a semi-private area. I kissed him and though he was shy, he quickly got into it and was a great kisser. I undid his pants and unleashed about 8" of hard, leaking cock. When I undid my shorts they dropped to the floor where I stepped out of them. While we kissed, played with my butt and quickly found my already fucked hole. I already had a couple loads in me. "You like to get fucked?" he asked. "Love to take it," I answered. "Fuckin' hot!" he rasped as he played with my cummy hole. He pushed me down on my knees and I took his cock in my mouth. Loved the taste under his slightly ripe foreskin. Eventually he moved us onto the mattress in the low lit space we were in where we continued to kiss on our knees facing each other. All the while I was jacking his hard 20-something cock while it smeared precum all over my arm. I was hot to get fucked by this guy. Eventually, he turned me around and moved in close behind me and I knew I was about to get fucked doggy. "Here's some lube," I said as I tossed him my bottle that I'd stashed between mattress and the side of the tent. It was taking him a little long to lube up so I looked back and found him putting a condom on. "Don't need that," I said. "Got too," he answered. "I don't fuck with them," I told him. "I do," he said as his hard cock found my hole. "No, man," I protested. "Relax," he commanded as he pushed inside of me forcefully. All remnants of his earlier shyness were gone. Normally, I don't ever let a man fuck me with a condom but this guy had me HOT to get fucked so I let him. Because of my earlier fucks, he slid right up to my second sphincter and was banging away at it. He was really getting into fucking me, whispering hot fuck talk about how hot fucking my hole was. Before long he was really into the fuck. As hot as that was, the condom was creating the irritation that they always do, reminding me why I don't fuck with them. I knew something had to change so I reached back and started pulling the condom from the base of his cock toward the tip. Finally I managed to pull it all the way off as he pulled out. "No, man, I can't," he whispered as I pushed the head of his bare cock at my hole. Ignoring him, I bucked back, taking him inside of me. "Really, I shouldn't," he protested as I pulled him deeper inside. He was tense, as if he was going to pull out but I kept a grip on his thigh and impaled myself on that big cock of his. "Fuuuuccckkkk!" he sighed as he relaxed and pushed all the way in. In no time he was banging away like before...except now bareback. By this time a couple other guys had joined us and were watching. "He took the rubber off of him," one of the guys told his buddy, holding up the condom I'd tossed aside. "Fuck, that's hot," his buddy replied. Both of them were jacking off watching us. Because he'd initially been shy I was afraid the other guys would spook my Top. "You fucking him bareback?" the first guy asked my young Top. Now I was really concerned he would pull out and bolt. Instead, he just fucked me harder. "Fuck yah, man. Fucking you bareback," he hissed at me, fucking me hard and deep, ignoring the other two. Over the next several minutes he fucked me like a wild man. I took a hit of poppers, pushed my hole out and suddenly he was way past my second hole. The fuck took on a whole new dimension as he fucked his big knob fast and furious through that tight ring deep in me. I don't even know how long he fucked me like that while I sniffed poppers, pushed out hard and took him deep. "Oh, fuck, I'm gonna cum!" he announced after who knows how long. "You want me to cum in you?" "Yah, fuckin' cum in me!" I groaned. While I was still on all fours, he suddenly jumped on my back, feet off the ground, and rammed his balls against my hole as he shot his load in me. He was so loud when he came that at first I didn't realize how much jizz he was shooting right up into my colon. I quickly figured it out though. It literally felt like he was pissing cum into me. I've never felt that sensation before---or since. But I'd love to. That hot fucker hosed me full of cum. Before he pulled out, my lower belly rumbled as his cum moved deeper into me. For real, guys! My gut was so full, I had the urge to push it out yet held my muscles tight as my gut took it deeper, gurgling and rumbling. Too fuckin' hot! He didn't stay in me long before he pulled his still hard cock out of me, stood up, pulled his shorts on, grabbed his shirt and shoes and split without saying a word. I never saw him again but I'll be looking for him again this year! After he left I just lay face down on the mattress all fucked out yet with a big grin on my face. It wasn't long before the two guys who'd been watching us started playing with my ass. They both ended up having their way with me...but that's another memory I'll be happy to share later!

Bobby’s rock adventures with Jack Part 5 Jack and I got together at least 200 times over a few years and most sessions were tame and unlike Part 4 but it is those sessions that were different that I have turned into these stories. This story happened about six months after the last one. Jack and I planned to get together Saturday afternoon and we hadn’t been together for about a month so I was anxious. He wanted to meet by mid-afternoon so that we had a long time together. The plan was for him to pick me up so that I could give him some money and then we’d go to his dealers but when he showed up he wasn’t alone. He had a boy wearing a backpack with him. Cody was a friend of Jack’s son and Jack thought we’d all have fun together. I gave Jack my money and he left saying you and Cody can get to know each other while I’m gone. Cody had just turned 18. He told me that Jack had been promising for months to bring him to my house but he had to wait until after his birthday, his birthday was yesterday! I tell everyone I am 100% a bottom and I am a bottom but with one exception. A boy younger and smaller than me will get my cock rock hard and I can fuck him over and over again, Cody was this kind of boy and Jack knew I’d like him. After inviting him in and getting him a drink we chatted about how we knew Jack and basic stuff and about 30 minutes later Jack was back. Jack said wow you both still have your clothes on and then laughed as both Cody and I blushed. Jack setup three pipes on the table and the first of what was to be several packages of rock. “I know you're both shy boys but I also know what you like and that once you smoke these I expect you to grab your stuff and change in front of each other” We both said OK then watched each other as we lit our pipe. Once we set the pipes down he went for his backpack and I ran to my room and grabbed a diaper and a binky and ran back. When Cody saw what was in my hands he pulled out a pair of pink little girl panties and a short plaid skirt. My high was peaking and I had to rip my clothes off and get my diaper on and Cody started to get changed too. Once he was naked I saw he had no body hair like me and his cock was quite small and uncut and I wanted to suck it. We both stood there looking at each other until Jack spoke. “Bobby, isn’t there something you should be doing now?” I then saw that Jack had his cock out and wanted me to blow him in front of Cody. As I got on my knees Jack told Cody to pay attention and watch what a good boy Bobby is. Having Cody watch me suck Jack turned me on and I devoured his cock but Jack told me to stop before he came and I figured Cody was gonna get it. Cody and I spent about an hour trying on and showing off our outfits. Mine were all baby or little boy clothes and his were all little girl stuff. Cody went to the bathroom and then Jack told me that Cody was a virgin and thought he was straight but knew he liked pretending to be a girl when he got high. Jack had tried to touch him but the boy didn’t want him to but did express an interest in maybe playing with another boy. Jack also told me that Cody really liked being ordered around. When Cody returned I asked if I could try on one of his skirts. I have no interest in being a girl but I liked the idea of a skirt showing my diaper or my ass. When I put it on Cody and Jack both said it looked great and that I should get one myself. I set up a pipe for Cody and while he was smoking I told him to follow me when he was finished and as he handed Jack the pipe I took Cody’s hand and brought him to my room. I put a pacifier in his mouth and told him to keep sucking it and handed him my teddy bear and stepped back and told him he looked like a real baby girl and he smiled and I said let’s try something and I removed his skirt and then told him to lie down. I lifted his legs and removed his panties and slid a diaper under his butt and told him he hadn’t the cutest little hole. I asked him if it was his bumhole or his pussyhole and he mumbled around the pacifier and said it was his pussyhole. As I pulled up the diaper and taped it I kept looking in his eyes and asked him if anyone has ever touched his pussyhole and he shook his head and I told him that was sad because a cute little girl with such a pretty little pussy should have it at least licked. When I said that he closed his eyes and moaned a little and I knew that soon I’d have him. Again I took him by the hand and brought him out and showed Jack the new little baby girl and Jack told him how cute he was and that looking at him make him excited and he rubbed his crotch. I then told Cody if you’re gonna be a good little girl you need to learn how to please a man and had him kneel with me in front of Jack. Watch how much Jack likes this as I pulled out Jack’s cock and started to lick all around it. I good girl can make her man go through pleasure hell by just licking I told him. Would you like to me a man beg you, I asked and he nodded slightly. I went back to licking Jack and a minute later Jack started begging me to suck him. See, I told you that you can have so much fun giving a man pleasure but it is fun to make him wait too. Lick his balls while I lick his cock, and Cody slowly leaned forward and did so. He took a small lick first but then went at them like he was starving and Jack kept moaning and begging and telling us how good we made him feel. I then sat back and told Cody that a good girl can rub her clit while sucking a cock and it is incredible, let me show you. I went behind Cody and reached around and rubbed the front of his diaper for a moment and he moaned loud and I let him for just a few seconds. I told you it was great but you need to have the cock in your mouth so everyone can’t hear you, I said and then started to rub him again and he again started to moan but then leaned forward and took the head of Jack’s cock into his mouth. As Cody started to suck his first cock I get rubbing his crotch and then also one of his nipples with my other hand. Cody moaned even more and went further down on Jack and I knew Jack was going to blast soon so I told Cody that if he didn’t want to swallow he could let me take over and I’ll swallow like a good little boy. Cody wasn’t about to stop and was determined to prove he was a good little girl and as Jack started to cum, I rubbed Cody’s crotch faster and he sucked more and swallowed all that Jack gave him. Jack looked so happy and even though I didn’t get his load I was happy. We all then relaxed a bit and had something to drink. I asked Cody if as a boy was he straight and he told me he was and asked why I asked. I told him that every little boy I knew was gay or bi but every guy that dressed like a little girl was straight and when playing a girl would then play with men because girls play with men. He said that was how he felt and if he wasn’t high and dressed like a little girl he wouldn’t touch a guy. I then said that’s also why boys have asses and girls have pussies so that when a man fucks us only gay boys get fucked up their asses and he agreed that he had a pussy not an ass. Jack smiled at that and I knew he was thinking of getting into Cody’s tight little hole, but I planned on getting that cherry first!

Bobby’s rock adventures with Jack Part 4 Jack called me and told me he was with a friend and could they come over. I told him sure and they soon showed up. Now Jack and I had been getting together for about a year now and I was use to wearing my diaper and boys outfits in front of him and sucking his awesome cock but I figured that wasn’t likely to happen tonight but I would find an excuse or two to go to my room and at least put one on under my jeans. They showed up and the guy, Tom, was about the same age as Jack which made him about twenty years older than me and he was a bigger guy like Jack. We all sat in the living room and then Jack and Tom both pulled out pipes and Tom pulled out a huge package of rock and they got the pipes ready. Jack handed me one and I saw a big rock and I told him to do that as I didn’t want to do such a big hit but he said it’s ok I told Tom all about my baby boy. I was embarrassed but knew once I hit the pipe I would be ok and I lit the lighter and took in my first hit. Jack took the pipe from me and said let’s go to Bobby’s room now. It was weird as I didn’t feel anything and it was a huge hit but as we walked to my room I let the smoke out and started flying really fast and my ears were buzzing. Jack picked up my pacifier and put it in my mouth and told me to get changed and I took of my clothes and got a diaper on faster than ever before. They both smoked from their pipes as I got changed and I stood there feeling weird in front of a stranger while I was higher than I was ever before, wearing just a diaper, white t-shirt and socks and sucking a pacifier. Jack then put a cap on me backwards and said let’s go back to the other room. Jack took my pacifier away and pulled out his cock and pushed me to my knees and I went down on him. I heard them talking about me but I couldn’t concentrate on what they were saying as I was so high and could only concentrate on sucking Jack’s cock. After a few minutes Jack grabbed my head and started to fuck my throat and I could here Tom now telling Jack to make me take it. Jack was getting rougher than usual as Tom egged him on and soon enough it took Jack over the top and he held my head down as he shoot right into my belly. Jack told me to go sit down and he then filled me in on what he told Tom which wasn’t completely true and he needed me to know what he told Tom which was that I was a straight boy who when high would go whatever I was told. Tom was a straight guy and knew Jack as a married man and when Jack told him he knew a boy who if they got high would let them use him. As I was typically shy and would become embarrassed as I came down from my high it did look like it was true. Jack then asked Tom if he wanted to me to suck him off now and Tom said not yet. I figured he might actually be straight and wasn’t sure if he wanted to let a guy blow him. We stayed in the living room for an hour and Tom did seem to like watching me change outfits each time I took a hit and started asked me to put on some things, he seemed to mostly like when I was in a jockstrap. He also asked if I liked what guys did to me and I told him I did but that I had a couple of women that liked me to be their submissive boy too (which wasn’t true although I would have let a women) and he was interested in how rough guys have been with me. And one point when I left the room Tom had asked Jack if he cared if Tom went in my bedroom with just me for a while. When it was time to take another hit he setup my pipe and I saw it was a much larger hit so thought something was up and when I handed him the pipe and started to go to my room to change he picked up a few rocks and walked with me. Once we were in my room he closed my door, which was the first time the door was closed since he was there. He told me to put on a pair of plain white briefs and to lie down and he did a hit. He then unzipped his fly and walked to the side of my bed and grabbed by head and pulled me to him. It was quite forceful but still a lot of fun but didn’t last long as he then got between my legs and tried to rip my briefs but they didn’t rip so he yanked them off me and spit on my hole twice and then lined up his cock to my hole. He told me to lie there and stay quiet as he pushed into me. He wasn’t rough and thankfully I had already slipped a plug in earlier so I had some lube in me too. He was quiet as he started but after a couple of minutes he picked up speed and that got me moaning and he told me I knew you’d like this, you really are a fucking slut, but then he shocked me when he continued by saying, you cute little boy. He fucked me like that for about ten minutes with various comments then pulled out and went for the pipe as he told me to put on a jockstrap. He did a hit first but then gave me one and had me get on my back and lifted my legs to his shoulders and started to fuck me again. He was again quiet for a couple of minutes and then he leaned forward and kissed me. He started to tell me how cute I was and then kissed me again and for another ten minutes he would alternate between kissing me and telling me I was cute but then the last time he kissed me he froze and started to cum in me. Once he finished pumping his load into me he collapsed on me and stayed like that for a minute and then started to get up. I saw him start to push his cock back into his pants and told him to stop as I got off the bed and sucked and licked him clean and he lifted me up and kissed me one more time and then whispered he wanted to come back without Jack sometime and I said OK. We rejoined Jack but a couple of minutes later he told Jack he needed to go home so Jack took him home however Jack was back thirty minutes later and wanted to know what happened and said he thought Tom was staring at my ass when I was wearing a jockstrap. Jack set up the pipe and handed it to me and pulled out his cock. After I did my hit he pointed in front of him so I got on my knees and started blowing him as he did his hit. Once he started flying he fucked my face but it felt more like I was being slapped in the face. He was rougher than ever and I wanted to stop but he held my head and fucked me harder and then started calling me a slut. I knew then he was mad because Tom fucked me. Eventually he blew his load and let me go. I was scared of him and wanted to get beyond it but he didn’t want to talk about it. The next couple of hits seemed wasted because of the tension. It was his fault for bringing the guy but I knew I had to take the blame so I apologized and asked if he would spank me as punishment. He said that he knew I’d enjoy it but then said OK but I’m using my belt. The belt would certainly hurt me and I knew he would swing it hard and this likely would be more of a real beaten than the spanking I like but I wanted to have fun again and if this worked we still had a few hours left to play. We went back to my room and he said you’re gonna need this as he gave me a massive rock topped pipe and I lit it and felt myself treble. When I couldn’t inhale any more I handed it to him and he told me to put on my red jockstrap and lie down on my belly. My ears were ringing more than ever before and I held my bear and put a pacifier in my mouth to help gag me and I watched him remove his belt and his pants and fold his belt in half. Just before he swung the first time he said something but with the ringing I couldn’t make it out and then wham the belt hit me. After fifty of his hardest swings (later he told me how many) he dropped the belt and climbed on top of me. He pushed in and fucked me hard and then harder. He gave me the kind of fucking I was afraid Tom was going to but this was worse as my ass was already on fire and I just continued to cry. He didn’t say anything even when he came in me. When he was finished he got up and started leaving the room and then turned to me and said, wipe your face, do this hit and then put on a diaper and come in the other room. It took a few minutes for me to calm down and once I was flying I started to feel better and got changed and joined him. After that nothing else was said about Tom and we had fun again.

Bobby’s rock adventures with Jack Part 3 One night Jack called me to meet with him at a bar. And over drinks we started to discuss going back to my place again to play. I told him I had so much fun doing my thing with him and telling him all my secrets but I wanted to know what he also liked to do. Jack then told me his biggest fetish was watersports and he wanted to explore that with me. Up to that point I had no interest in piss other than wetting my diaper and sometimes my pants but I told him I was game. We went to visit his dealer then back to my place where we started as usual. I took the first hit and ripped off my clothes, put on a diaper and backwards cap and sucked him off. Then he set up the pipe for me and gave me a huge rock which excited me as I knew something would happen. He had me back on my knees and put his semi hard cock to my mouth. He then held me head and told me to get ready and I thought I was about to be face fucked again but then he started to piss. I wasn’t expecting that and tried to pull away but he held me and told me I was his good little baby and I should drink my bottle. I relaxed and swallowed and it wasn’t as bad as I thought so I calmed down and he kept pissing nice and slow as I swallowed and he would keep telling me what a good baby boy I was and I made him happy. He asked me a little later if I liked it and I told him not really and he said he was happy I tried it for him and we didn’t need to try it again. I asked if there was any other watersport stuff he liked and he asked about swallowing mine but while high I had a tough time forcing myself to pee and when I had to go I couldn’t hold it so he asked if he could change my diaper after I pissed and that became a regular thing from that day on. He told me he wanted to try something else and loaded a big rock for me. As I was hitting the pipe he got one of my jockstraps and gave it to me when I gave him the pipe. I put it on and he pointed to my bed as he was getting his hit and I grabbed my teddy bear and laid down expecting him to rim me. But instead he climbed on top of me and for the first time he entered my ass. I wasn’t into getting fucked by him but I enjoyed playing with him so I didn’t complain but he wasn’t actually fucking me he was just lying there with his cock in me and telling me what a good boy I was and stuff like that which he knew I liked to hear. After a couple of minutes he sighed and started to piss in me. I wasn’t sure what to feel but then he pulled out my pacifier and put his thumb in my mouth and told me to suck his thumb and I did and loved it. He told me I was a dirty little boy that let men cum in my mouth, piss in my mouth and piss in my baby boy pussy. I started to suck his thumb really hard hearing that and then he slowly started to fuck me. He told me that I was going to be his little slut boy and he was going to fuck my pissy hole and told me suck his thumb harder. The harder I sucked his thumb the harder he fucked me and when he got close to cumming he told me if I wanted his cum to bite down on his thumb and I bit it hard and he came in me. That was something we only would do again a couple of times. He was so happy that I tried what he liked and asked me what I might like to try and I asked if he would spank me and he told me he like that a lot. As he reached for the pipe I told him to just do a big hit himself because I didn’t want to be high when I got spanked. He did his hit and then pulled my briefs down and put me over his lap and rubbed my ass and then I heard his exhale and he started to spank me and I could tell he was flying high because he was hitting me harder and harder and at most it took two minutes before I started to cry and he stopped. I told him not to stop and he started again and once I started to cry again he told me I was a bad boy and that I he wasn’t going to stop until I cried out all by badness. Finally he slowed down and just rubbed my ass I continued to cry for a few minutes. He pulled me up and wiped my face and asked if that was what I needed and I reached out and hugged him and cried again a little. My ass was so sore but I felt so good and he asked if I was ready for a hit and I told him to give me a big one. Once I finished smoking I put on another diaper and my backwards cap and got on my knees and looked up and told him to give me my bottle and he smiled and put his cock in my mouth and a moment later I was again swallowing his piss. After that when he asked me if I needed to cry I knew that he wanted to piss in me and again we fell into a rhythm. He started to piss in a glass and would drink his own piss most of the times we were together which made me think of doing the same but the idea of drinking it from a glass didn’t seem right and I wish I could piss in my own mouth and told him. He agreed that would be hot to watch but wasn’t sure how we could do it especially since when high I couldn’t easily piss. The next time we got together he had me put on briefs and then a diaper and told me to tell him after I wet myself. After I told him he gave me a big hit and told me to strip and lie down on my back with my jockstrap on. Once I was flying and in position he picked up my soaked briefs and told me to open my mouth and he pushed them in my mouth and lifted my legs and eat my ass as I sucked my piss soaked briefs. That was fun but wasn’t the same as pissing in my own mouth but I finally found the solution and was excited to show him the next time he came over. I had everything ready and showed him an external catheter that looked like a condom with a tube coming out of it and I had one of the dildos that had a tube through it that you could shoot lube into your ass as if your dildo was cumming in you and I hooked the two of the together. I told him that when I pissed it would come out the dildo and I could then piss in my own mouth. It took quite a while but finally when I was high and ready to piss we got to do it and he was so excited watching me that once I finished pissing he climbed on top of me and pushed his cock in my mouth and told me to swallow his too. After that he told me that I could use the same setup and piss in my own ass too and that was a real blast and something I would continue doing often to myself.

CHAPTER 3 – JACE THE WHORE I love watching Brian plow a neg hole. He likes to get a boy on all fours, back arched—the position of total surrender. He grabs a giant handful of the boy’s musclebutt in each hand. Then, after impaling that poor unsuspecting bitch on his fat poz dick, he pulls back to expose the length of his shaft, throwing the full weight of his body into another deep thrust, his stomach and balls smacking hard against the boy’s wide-open hole. More often than not, a full thrust of Brian’s raw dick produces my favorite sound that humans can make: an involuntary primal grunt, emanating from somewhere deep in the gut, like pain and hunger at the same time. When he’s fucking a negboy, Brian pulls out every few minutes to slather more Tina-laced lube on his dick, leaving that hungry hole empty and gaping and slick with toxic precum while the boy whimpers a little louder and reaches back to spread his hole a little wider. With every dose of chems – with every shard of Tina smeared into that twitching fuckhole—the boy’s hunger keeps building, his fears and shames falling away as he gives in to a desperate, almost delirious craving. He starts mumbling incoherently, bits of pigtalk interspersed with sounds that aren’t quite words, but not quite moans either—the primal ravings of a bitch in heat. Before long, he’ll be making sharp backward hip-thrusts, impaling his chemmed-up jockhole at an increasingly rapid clip—smack, slap, slosh—as the skin on his bubble butt grows red from the pounding. If he’s like most boys, he doesn’t stop to ask questions when I put the Tina bong in front of him. By that point, he’s already tweaking on the chems in his butt, so he doesn’t put up a fight. He just wordlessly wraps his mouth around the glass stem, looking up at me with those pitch-black pupils as the bong chamber turns solid white and he eagerly fills his lungs with smoke. With every cloud billowing out of his mouth, he arches his back a little more sharply to elevate his fuckhole a little further toward the ceiling. There’s no question now: his ass is ours. In less than an hour, we’ve managed to transform a nice, upstanding kid into a helpless faggot with a Tina-fueled hunger for dick. I make sure to teach him the basic skills: how to take a nice deep hit, hold his breath for a few moments, and wrap his mouth around my cock before exhaling a thick cloud down the length of my shaft. (“Good boy,” I always say, which he usually answers with a muffled moan.) And while Brian’s cock keeps plunging its full length into that raw cumhole, I look down on our sweet, naïve, fucked-up negboy with a crooked smile of sadistic pride. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Let’s get back to Jace. * * * After getting dressed, I headed back to the pool party. Jace followed just a few steps behind like some kind of forlorn pup. When we rejoined the group near the pool, I gave Brian a little wink. He walked over to Jace, chatted briefly with him, and led him back inside. They were gone for about five minutes. When they returned, Jace looked a little more flushed than before, and Brian was grinning the cockiest of grins. “I took him to the bathroom,” he whispered in my ear. “Then I worked a nice big shard of T up inside his butt with my dick. Had to keep my hand over his mouth to keep that bitch from sobbing with pure joy.” “You breed him?” “Not yet. Gotta keep his cunt on edge, you know?” “Good thinking, babe. Now it's my turn.” I turned toward Jace, flashing him a crooked grin before walking back into the house. He followed me to the bathroom. I locked the door behind us. Almost by instinct, he simply turned around, pulled down his swimsuit, and leaned over the toilet to expose his hole. I placed my palm over his mouth and shoved my cock inside him in a single rough thrust. Tears formed at the corners of his eyes and his hole spasmed in pain, but he nodded encouragement. I began pounding his twitching cunt with my raw dick. “Brian and I are heading back home in 5 minutes,” I whispered in his ear. “Cancel your plans. Be at our door in half an hour. Got that, pig?” He nodded again. “Good. Because I know you’re hungry for seed.” I felt a cold shudder run through his body. Goosebumps formed on his back. And then I pulled out, giving his ass a hard smack. “See you soon, faggot.” * * * Almost exactly 30 minutes later, I found Jace standing anxiously at our front door. He looked directly into my eyes and managed a single word: “Please.” I nodded and gestured him inside. Five minutes later, my dick was back inside his raw fuckhole. Brian placed the glass pipe against Jace’s lips and lit the chamber. “I’ll tell you when to inhale,” he said. “You ever play with Tina?” Jace shook his head no. I grunted in appreciation—as far as I’m concerned, there’s nothing hotter than a chempig initiation—and my cock twitched as I delivered a little bump of precum into that boy's newly partied-up butt. Meanwhile, with my cock still lodged deep inside him, I grabbed my phone to call Tristan, our dealer. (I'd been sending him updates throughout the day, so he knew what we'd been up to.) Tristan and I never bothered with formalities. "Please tell me that boy came back," he said when he picked up the phone. "Please tell me you're bringing that hungry hole to me." "Oh, he’s fuckin' ready, dude. In fact, he just blew a giant cloud on Brian's cock. Want him?” "Yes. In fact, I've set aside a very nice reward for you guys. A finder's fee, you might say." “Fuck yeah, bro. We can head that way in a few. He doesn’t have any loads in him yet, so you can be the first.” "Sweet! Get here fast, fucker." And with that, Tristan hung up. I pulled my dick from Jace’s hole, eliciting a truly pathetic whimper. “Don’t you worry, pig,” I said to him. “We’re taking you to meet our friend Tristan. He’s very eager to make a little money off this chemmed-up musclebutt. You ready to be a whore, boy?” “Yes, sir.” “OK, but let's be totally clear about one thing: I didn’t say slut. What did I say?” “You said whore.” “That’s right, boy. I said whore. And by that I mean a literal whore—a trashy fuckin’ pig who eagerly spreads his hole for any dude with a fistful of cash. Got that?” He moaned and reached back to expose his butt, now leaking a steady stream of lube and precum. “That's what I like to see, boy. Now get your fuckin' clothes on.” MORE SOON...

Many (like myself sometimes) like bugchasing. We sometimes will tell you that we are neg just so that both of us get the extra kick. That being said, you should also beware of legal issues in case the guy is really neg and being poz is not what he expected...

that being said thick, i say, load em up.

I'm a furry and I take all loads / breed any asses that need to be bred ;-)

When we walked into the cabin we found the twins relaxing on the bed. We then prepared for that nights action. Viagra was passed around to all except Aaron and Alan. They asked what was being passed around as we prepared the points. Steve told them that it was Viagra and they asked why they weren’t given any. Steve explained that until they convert they were designated bottoms. Looking at Aaron and Alan as they stood there it didn’t look like they’d need Viagra. Both were getting hard as the thought of slamming again and getting fucked. I pointed out their evident excitement as Marc and Mike told them that if they were able to get hard later in the week they would be happy to bottom for them. Steve chimed in and agreed to throw Colt and my ass in as well. This time Aaron and Alan sat on the bed as Marc and Mike administered their slams. You could see the anticipation in their eyes as the point was inserted, the flash of blood and the emptying of the drug into their vein. Aaron and Alan kissed as the rush hit them. They laid back on the bed as Marc and Mike climbed on top and began to fuck them making sure that they switched to the other twin for this round. Steve did his slam as Colt administered his own. Ryan climbed into the sling for Colt to fuck as I was paired up with Steve. We did out slams and settled in for a nice fuck. I looked over to see Aaron and Alan getting fucked and was not surprised to see that each one was still sporting a semi-hard cock. I just knew that I’d have both of these guys inside me before the week was over. While the action was going on the door opened up and a few guys came into the cabin. Within minutes they were naked and the action really got started. There was this one twink that caught my eye. He looked at me and came over the sling and fed me his cock as Steve finished up. I climbed out of the sling and he climbed in. Colt finished fucking Ryan and took his place in the sling as a lined formed at his ass and mouth. Colt was pulling a train and was fucked by every guy that had just come in the cabin, everyone but the twink I was inside. Ryan came over to join us as the twink pulled him over so that he could suck Ryan’s cock. After I shot my load Ryan took my place and fucked the twink and I moved near his head to let the twink clean off my cock. After Marc and Mike finished some of the guys that were around Colt began to take turns fucking Aaron and Alan. I left Ryan fucking the twink and climbed on the bed between the twins as they were being fucked. Alan grabbed me and I leaned in for a kiss. He then asked if he could get another slam. I looked over at Aaron and asked if he’d like another one too to which he nodded yes. I prepared two more points and came back to administer. I signaled to the guy fucking their twin that I was ready to give each a slam. They paused to allow me time to hit each one. The fucking resumed before I pulled the tourniquet and watch the twins response. Aaron coughed a little and just leaned his head back enjoying the fuck. Alan surprised me. Alan shot his load as his slam hit him. I leaned in and licked the cum up as I heard Aaron moan at and looked over to see him cumming. I liked him clean as well. While I was leaning over the twins with my ass exposed I felt someone licking my ass. I looked back to see one of our new guests rimming me. He then climbed up and mounted me. It felt amazing to be filled again as I got fuck. After he finished up he was replaced by another and then another. The last guy to fuck me before they all started to dress and head out was the twink I had fucked earlier. He was a decent top as I felt him drop a huge load inside my ass. We said goodbye to the guys and I exchange numbers with the twink as the sun was shining and we knew it was time to eat and recharge.

We returned to work that Monday to learn about the twin’s latest conquest. The twins had met another set of twins that were home from college for the summer. Marc went on how these twins began to wrestle around with each other early on at the age of 7. As they wrestled they discovered that they enjoyed the male to male contact as their little dicks got hard as they wrestled. As they grew the wrestling went from t-shirt and shorts to just shorts. Ay 11 they got their first wrestling singlet’s and began to wrestle wearing those. The sensation on their cocks was incredible that eventually they each had their first dry orgasm. Over the next year they progressed to wrestling in the nude and discovered oral and anal sex. They had matches and the loser would get fucked by the winner. Mike chimed in to tell us that they were evenly matched and said that they fucked each other equally. Mike shared with these twins that he and Marc also fucked each other and never used condoms. The wrestling twins said that they liked to fuck skin on skin and didn’t want to use condoms but were a little fearful of getting HIV but knew it would eventually happen. Mike said that he asked if the twins wanted to get the waiting over and finally get HIV. The wrestling twins were hesitant but not totally resistant to the idea. Marc and Mike were willing to work on them and maybe we could have these new twins up to the cabin for the fourth of July fuck-fest. I could tell that the twins were excited at the prospect of adding to our family. The fourth was approaching and we learned that the wrestling twins were going to join us for the fuck-fest. I learned that the fuck-fest was the entire week around the fourth where guys would come to the cabin to party and fuck. Steve sent me and Colt up to the cabin on Thursday before the fuck-fest. We were to bring 3 more slings to the cabin and get everything set up before the rest were to arrive on Friday. We had everything set up and then spent the rest of the day by the lake in the sun. We had been sunning naked for a while now and each had a nice tan without any tan lines. We made some dinner and settled in to watch some porn and fuck. We fell asleep in each other’s arms and woke to Ryan and Steve coming through the door. Steve was pleased to see us getting along so well. Ryan and Steve stripped down and we prepared the night favors. It was also time for Colt to learn how to prep points and administer a slam. We all worked with him and soon he had his points set up for the night. We also prepared points for the twins and there guest as we waited for the guys to arrive. We didn’t have to wait long when Marc and Mike walked in with two hunks I was looking forward to seeing get knocked up. Their names were Aaron and Alan identical twins. They were solid muscle, both about 6 feet tall and had to weigh n around 170 with light brown hair. Marc and Mike stripped down as Colt and I showed our guests around. When we got to the bedroom the twins dropped their back packs and stripped down to reveal a decent package. The only body hair they had was above their cocks. Their father taught them to shave their legs and since they had been shaving since they started to grow hair their legs remained fairly hairless. We went back down to join the others to see that Marc and Mike were naked and ready to party. Aaron and Alan were asked if they were ready. They looked at each other, kissed and said that they were ready to convert. They each willingly climbed into a sling and were appropriately restrained. It was very apparent that they were not ready for what we did next. Marc began to fuck Aaron as Mike began to fuck Alan. As they were getting fucked we placed tourniquets on their arms and you could see the surprise in the new twin’s eyes as each was given a slam that was mixed with Marc and Mike’s blood. You could hear each one asking what was going on. Marc and Mike simply held still and told their bottom that they were going to be begging for cock all week until it was dripping from their asses. I administered Marc’s slam and Ryan gave Aaron his while Colt gave Mike his slam and Steve gave Alan his own slam. As they coughed out Marc and Mike resumed fucking them while you could hear each twin cough out as they were fucked. It was time for us to join the party and Colt was already in a sling as he administered his own slam. I joined him in the sling next to his as Steve slid into Colt then gave himself a slam. As I administered my slam Ryan was ready to fuck me and slammed himself as I rubbed his chest and stomach as I felt his hard cock inside me. I was able to see the action as the set of twins fucked in the slings across the room as Ryan commented that he could tell I had a few loads in me already. There was a nice shot of the neg twins getting their asses pounded hard. Once Ryan was done seeding my hole he pulled out in time for us to watch Marc and Mike finish up. Since Colt and I were rock hard and primed we went over and took our turns at fucking Aaron and Alan. While we were fucking the new twins, the others were busy sucking each other’s cocks. Soon Marc and Steve were ready to fuck again. I expected them to fuck the other two but they had other plans. Steve got behind Colt and Marc got behind me while Ryan and Mike continued to 69. I leaned forward to kiss my twin as Marc slid home easily. Soon we were fucking again and the feeling of Marc’s cock inside me was too much and I was unloading inside my twin bottom. I heard Colt scream out when he shot and we withdrew to be replaced by the guy behind us. We looked over to see that Mike and Ryan were ready to go and joined them in the bed. Colt and I were face to face to that we could kiss as we got fucked doggy style. I took a moment to look back at Ryan as he fucked Colt to have him lean in for a kiss. I went back to kissing Colt and we were both rewarded with more cum inside our holes. As the four of us recovered on the bad in the room we watched Marc and Steve working on the twins. It was apparent that they had better stamina but so did Mike. He was now fucking Ryan as I moved over to offer Ryan my semi-hard cock. As the action progressed through the night into the next day we could tell that Aaron and Alan had come around to partying. We ate a light breakfast and headed out to the lake for some fun in the sun.

NuThin' like raw cock on Tina!!! Best sex ever!