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When I got to college I was totally straight. Never even thought about having gay sex or doing anything with a guy. I wasn't a homophobe or anything, It was just that tits and pussy, not cock, turned me on. In high school I had a girl friend, and like a lot of couples, we hooked up and she took care of my needs to get laid. But going away to college ended that relationship and suddenly it was just me and my hand - again. And as everyone knows, compared to a quality blow job or fuck a hand job simply isn't as good. Of course I wasn't the only guy on campus who was horny and looking to get laid so that meant it wasn't easy finding a new girl. Then one day I was walking back from class talking to a buddy and we ended-up on the topic of being horny and not being able to get any. He looked at me, smiled and said "You know there is a solution to that." And with that introduction he went on to tell me about the coaches' locker room in the old football / weight room building, explaining "...when they built the football team a new weight room, the old one was opened up to students for use 24-7-365. But what most people don't know is that down in the basement is a locker room that used to be for the use of the coaches. It's not that big but it has lockers and a decent shower area but since it's out of the way no-one uses it." Not understanding where he was going, I replied "Uhh huh, and what does this have to do with being horny?" "Well, after 6:00 PM each day" he says "it's a place where you can go to get your rocks off if you want. It's mostly gay guys but they will suck anyone who wants to get blown and you can usually fuck one in the ass if you want. They keep it pretty dark in there so it's not like you can really see who is taking care of you and it sure beats jacking off. I'm telling you, man, one straight guy to another, a guy's mouth feels just as good as a girl's and I'm told that fucking can be even better." Pre-college I would have ignored his suggestion, but at this point I was horny enough that the idea of getting sucked sounds good enough that I don't care who does it, especially if its anonymous. My buddy went on explaining that the deal is if your interested you go down there to the locker room and strip nude - no clothes allowed in the shower - and go on in. If a guy is in the middle of the room then he's looking for someone to service him. If he's against the wall facing out then it means he's giving blow jobs. If he's against the wall with his face to the wall then he's taking it up the ass. The idea of course is that guys will give and receive but its not like they are keeping records or anything. He could tell I was interested and offered to show me around a bit that night it I wanted, so around 9:00 PM that night we met up and headed over. It was a good thing the locker room was somewhat buried in an out of the way location, 'cause as soon as we opened the door the unmistakable sounds of sex filled the air. The room was dim but there was just enough light to find a locker and get undressed which we did. Now while I was horny as hell I was also nervous about the whole gay thing so my cock was anything but hard. My buddy on the other hand was sporting a nice 7" wood and clearly ready to get going. We walked into the shower room to find one of the shower heads in a distant corner was on full, putting out hot steam which fogged the room a bit. I could just make out couple of guys fucking and a couple of others getting sucked. We watch for a minute and then, as our eyes adjusted, we can see others against the wall waiting for action. My buddy lead me over to the wall, told me to face into the shower, and to have fun. Then he disappeared into the mist. No sooner had he disappeared then a guy appeared. He smiled at me and quietly asked "Let me guess: you're straight, and this is your first time, right?" I nodded in reply, swallowed hard, and wondered what would come next. I didn't have long to wait. The guy reached over and began playing with my soft cock, murmuring that I should relax. Then he went down on his knees, and took my cock in his mouth. His performance was magic. His tongue swirled around my limp shaft and head, licking my balls. Within seconds I was hard. To make a long story short, it was an amazing blow job and in the end I pumped jet after jet of my cum down his throat. As I left the shower area I spied my buddy, balls-deep in a guy's ass, fucking him hard. But the conversion part of this story is what you really want right? So my girlfriend problem never got any better and I keep returning to the locker room. Within a few visits I decide to try fucking a guy and found out first hand how much better a guy's ass can be than a girl's pussy. I found myself noticing hot guys more and more, and wondered if I was going gay, especially since I noticed fewer and fewer girls. I guess, however, all that really mattered was that when I walked into the shower room, my cock was always rock hard. Then came 'The night'... I'd gone over as usual, hoping to fuck someone. I undressed and walked into the shower. More guys than usual were clustered in the middle, but that wasn't particularly unusual. I had seen it happen before. Seeing a guy facing the wall, and not engaged with anyone, I headed over that way, but before I took three steps I was grasped from behind by several pairs of hands and forcefully guided to the wall, pinned against it, my legs spread eagle. "What the hell!?" I exclaimed. Someone replied "Well you've been giving out loads for a while. It's time you took some." "What the fuck, man, hey, I'm not gay I don't do that." "We aren't asking you. If I was in your shoes I'd relax and enjoy it." I knew there was a crowd around me and it was clear I wasn't going anywhere. And the only sounds were heavy breathing and the rhythmic sounds of guys stroking their cocks. My cock went instantly soft and I knew I couldn't escape.."Please, man, no, please don't." "Shhhh just relax." I felt fingers probing my virgin ass, opening me up for the first time in my life. The guy fingering me took his time but he wasn't gentle and it hurt. Soft whimpers escaped me as he opened my ass.."No, please, it hurts" I begged, but the guy kept going. Then I could feel his fingers begin to work lube into my ass and I could feel my hole stretching open. He moved behind me and I could feel the tip of his raw cock against my now stretched pussy. "Okay boy I'm gonna pop your cherry. Just relax," he suggested. "No, please, don't, no... please...noo" I whimpered as he began to push his way into my ass. Man did it hurt at first. The thick mushroom head truly opening my virgin ass and drove deep inside. It felt like I was being split in two, but he just drove his shaft in deep and left it there for a moment. I could hear others encouraging him, but some of what they were saying made no sense to me. "Yeah man, fuck that neg hole. Convert that boy. Poz him good." He started working his shaft in and out slowly at first letting me adjust and then with greater force. And as my ass relaxed and he started massaging my prostrate I was shocked to find myself enjoying it...my cock getting hard. I couldn't believe it. I was straight. I wasn't gay. And yet here I was, enjoying a cock in my ass. Tears of shame ran down my face as I confronted the fact I was getting pleasure from the cock in my ass. "Yeah boy, you like this, don't you? Fucking got a big hard-on, don't you?" the guy whispered in my ear, adding "Yeah you like this. I can tell. Fucking tight ass boy. Yeah. You know you're a faggot now, don't you?" He was right: I was. I couldn't help it. As he fucked away, my whimpers of pain had become moans of pleasure. He and everyone watching knew it. "Fucking A boy I'm gonna convert that neg ass of yours. Going to give you the gift. Make you part of the brotherhood." Had I understood what he meant I would have been terrified and would have tried to fight back, but I was clueless and in any case I was still held fast. Hands were groping my cock, stroking it as the group closed in tightly. I heard guys murmur about 'pozzing his ass' and 'milking the last neg load' from my cock. I could tell we were both going to cum very soon. "Tell me you want it, boy. Tell me you want my cum inside your ass." "Yes," I whimpered, "yes, please!" I could feel him shudder as he drove deep inside my ass, his hot juices filling-up my hole. I cried out as my cock fired its own load of cum at the same time. He stood behind me working his cock in my ass.. Working his cum into me. "Yeah pussy boy. That's right. You're one of us now. Part of the brotherhood. And now it's time for another member to give you his load. You want another load, don't you?" "Yes please" I whimpered unable to help myself, "fuck me...." I took six loads that night, all of them poz. By then end my ass was sore and gaping and my boxers couldn't contain the cum leaking down my thighs. A few nights later my buddy who had introduced me to the locker room came by and explained to me what all the poz and neg talk meant. It turns out he had also been pozzed. I cried like a baby and he held me soothing me and explained that it wasn't that bad. How meds could control it - if I wanted, and how now I could get fucked by anyone anytime. And that now now I could pass the gift to others if I wanted to do so. He held me for over an hour and soon we were making out. Truly making out. And that night we made love to each other. Two converted poz gay boys. When it was over we began to make plans to share the gift. But that's a story for another time.

So before I ever thought about an anon hotel experience, but after I had been fucked a couple times (always safe). I met the man who would truly teach me how to take a cock and also how to take it bare. I was at work doing my daily duties but feeling that itch again. The itch to be with a man. To this point I had been with a few guys, mostly just oral but had befriended a guy and he was the first to take my anal cherry. It was the same old same old with him. We find a time and place to meet up, start sucking each other, he would attempt to kiss me, I would shy away. (just a mood killer for me). go back to sucking in 69, then he would grab a condom and fuck until I shot a load, then he would cum and that would be that. Exciting at first, but always the same thing. I should also note that he was not what you would call endowed either, about 5" and and average on thickness. So back to that day at work. I was doing my daily thing but that itch was there and nagging at me. Now being in IT I know better than to start trolling websites and such on a work PC on the network. So I always brought my personal laptop with a generic computer name and hooked up to the guest wireless. (knowing the network gods don't filter that traffic). So I fire up my browser and get on squirt.org. But to my dissapointment my buddy is not online. I jump over to manhunt and start checking out who is on and I see an ad for a guy that I see quite often. His headline "just a top looking for a little fun" always caught my eye, but never never sent a wink or email. His bio read " Thick top here looking for a good bottom" Average height, weight, and claimed 5.5" thick and cut. Well from the pics I could see that yes he was at least 5+" but couldn't really tell on thickness from the angles of the shots. Status claimed "neg". Likes were pretty much down to oral and anal. My itch was getting stronger so I shot an email off to him. "Hey, hows it going? Bottom here looking for a little fun" and sent it off. I wasn't really expecting anything back since its very hit and miss on MH. So I turned back to my work PC and continued on for a while, after about 15 minutes I opened my laptop again and saw that he had replied. I felt that little jump of excitement and opened the email. It read "Howdy! Always looking for a good bottom. Available until 2 most days". I hit reply and said "Like the sound of that. I can usually take luch whenever I want and my time is flexible." Then the obvious question came. "You play safe?" I hit send and turned back to my work PC. A couple of minutes go by and I look back and see a reply from him. "I only fuck bare, no exceptions, I am clean and get tested regularly. Hope that is okay, if not, I understand and we can both move on." I felt an immediate let down. No way I was going to let a guy I don't know fuck me without a condom. I might think about my regular guy since we had been messing around for almost a year, but this? NO WAY! I replied "Thanks, but too risky to go bare, safe only for me." with that I logged off and closed my laptop. The itch would just have to wait. The next day I was again back at my computer and again the itch was there, but even stronger today. so like the day before, fired up the laptop, Squirt. "Dang! still not online!" manhunt. I see I have an email so I open it up. Its from him. "Hey no problem, like I said I completely understand your decision. Hope you find what you are looking for." I see that he is online so I hit reply. "Sure wish you would consider a condom, your cock looks really nice." Hey can't blame a guy for trying right? Before I even turn to go back to my work PC I see a reply from him. "LOL yeah it could be fun, but I can't and won't use a condom, its a shame too because that ass shot you have in your profile looks good." I hit reply. "Thank you for the compliment, I appreciate it, but I just can't risk going bare. I am married." A few minutes pass, and I get his reply. "Understand and won't bug you about it, but if you change your mind, you know where to find me. Always available until 2 in the afternoon, start work at 3." With that last reply I close my laptop and push that itch down and get back to work. Another day at the office and working away, doing everything I can to ignore that itch. I know deep down that I need to scratch it, and sex with the wife won't give me the scratch I need. So again I fire up the laptop. squirt... Nope!.. Manhunt, he's online again. My mind starts racing with the options and what I want and need. I open his last email and hit reply. thinking might as well put it out there. "I really would like to get together, but I am very nervous about the bareback thing". And sent. A few minuted go by and I get a reply. "Completely understand. How about this, we can meet somewhere public and see each other, if we both like, we can come back to my house and go from there, I will not force anything on you that you do not want, but understand this. If you say yes, I will fuck you bare." My heart is thumping as I read his reply and I see my hands shaking as I hit the reply button. Thinking to myself, can't hurt to at least meet right. "Okay lets meet. I can leave now for my lunch as it's 11:00 am and that will give us time if we decided to go for it. I hit send and turn back to my work PC, too nervous to even look at my laptop. Knowing what I just agreed to. I finally get up the courage to look at my laptop and there is a reply from him. "Lets meet at 'undisclosed location' in 15 min, that enough time for you to get there? I only live 5 min from it." I hit reply and say 'Yes I can be there by that time, I will leave now." I hit send. I look at my hands and see them shaking. My head is screaming "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!!!" Almost in a trance I feel myself locking my work PC and grabbing my keys then heading out the door. My body is shaking with nerves. I have basically just told a guy that he can fuck me bareback.

My boyfriend and I have been together for seven years now and what a change those years have brought. I'm 30 now and still described as a little Puerto Rican muscle boy. I'm five and a half feet tall, and weigh in at 185 pounds, with a 46" chest 32" waist and 17 1/2" biceps and a beer can thick uncut seven inches. A real little fireplug. My BF is ten years older and the total opposite: he is six feet tall, a blond blue eyed German with a lean muscular body and a beautiful cut nine inch dick. When we first met I was a total top but through the years we've somewhat changed (with the help of a few of his buddies), and now I'm almost a total bottom and he's the vers top. We've had an open relationship for about three years now which is what led to us both getting pozzed. It started out with threesomes because the bf really gets off on watching me get fucked (usually safe) and sucking dick and swallowing loads of course. Of late it has also involved bondage with me being hand cuffed or tied up and getting used by one or two guys before my partner took his turn. He rarely gets fucked anymore but will join in and suck dick when he's really turned on, if only to keep the waiting tops hard enough to get a condom on and fuck me. He has let a few guys put a raw dick in me with the understanding that they'll pull out and cum in my mouth. He's been the only one allowed to cum in my ass. This is where the problem started. Our agreement up until last week had been that we only fooled around together or, if I was to do it alone, I would tell him all about it in detail and even take pics or video if I could, and I could NEVER let the guy cum in my ass. Last week the boyfriend was out of town for days and I was horny as hell so I trolled Craigslist for a while until I found what I thought was the perfect match: a black body builder, a total top, six three in height, 250 pounds of muscle with a thick 11 1/2" piece of meat. He specifically stated he couldn't host, and preferred it RAW and nasty. When I responded, he sent me a link to his online profile. Once I saw his pics I was hard and dripping at the thought of worshiping his cock. I send him a few photographs of me. He responded saying he wanted to split open my ass. I sat nervously in the apartment waiting...especially since I've never had a guy over when my boyfriend wasn't there. I just couldn't help myself at the thought of pushing my limits with that gigantic ebony tool. I asked my date beforehand if I could set up the webcam to take video for my boyfriend. He replied he was fine with a webcam, as long as he could wear a leather hood to hide his identity. As far as I was concerned that only made it hotter. I was so excited I was pacing back and forth in the apartment waiting for the downstairs buzzer to ring but the phone rag instead and it was my 'date' asking me to buzz him in and leave the door unlocked. He went further telling me I should go into the bedroom strip naked and kneel at the end of the bed with my eyes closed and wait for him to get into his gear in the other room. Of course I did as I was told. There I was on my knees in my OUR bedroom naked with the webcam on waiting on my knees with my hands behind my back waiting to be cuffed and used by a total stranger. What had I gotten myself into? I heard the bedroom door open then a giant hand grab my arm and put the cuffs on me. A deep rough voice commanded "Open your eyes, boy, and get ready to take a few loads." There he was towering in front of me: the most beautiful black muscle god I had ever seen. He was wearing a leather hood with slits for his eyes and mouth. He was also wearing a black leather jock with a removable pouch. He walk toward me and ripped off the pouch exposing his already growing monster meat and grabbed the back of my head and said "Take it all, NOW, and get me hard with the back of your throat." With that he thrust the huge shaft all the way into my open mouth until I choked and gasped for air. I was being throat-fucked like an episode of gag-the-fag and he just kept pounding away and getting off on me drooling and choking and my eyes tearing up. After five or ten minutes he commented "Damn boy, I'm gonna shoot the first load down your faggot throat and you'd better swallow every drop and and then keep sucking and get ready for the second load in your little muscle butt." Then it suddenly happened....torrents of cum hitting the back of my throat while he pushed in as far as he could go while screaming " swallow every drop bitch " . He told told me to keep my mouth on it so he'd stay hard. After a few minutes he started to go soft so I sucked harder and he told me to ease off as he had to piss. I tried to pull off, but he grabbed the back of my head again and said "Start swallowing, son. You're my new urinal." I had no choice but to swallow it all down. Naturally I did my best not to miss a drop. He never withdrew his cock from my mouth but instead told me to keep sucking "...'cause I'm gonna fuckin' breed your ass soon as I'm rock hard again." That word " breed " had me scared but also rock hard at the same time. Was I so horny and turned on I was gonna let this total stranger cum in my ass? What if he was diseased of even POZ? What could I do? He was now rock hard now and pulled me up off my knees and dragged me onto the bed where he secured me to the bed posts, explaining he wanted me on my back with legs up so he could look into my eyes while he pounded my ass. He was surprisingly gentle for a moment as he stroked my cheek and put two pillows under my ass to prop it into position. Condoms and lube were on the night table so he grabbed the lube and started getting my ass ready with one finger, then two and finally three. Then, when he was hard again, he sat on my chest, positioned himself to fuck my throat, taking a few plunges into my mouth. Already I could taste his thick gooey precum. Then he pulled out and got back down between my legs and with one thrust went balls deep into my pre-lubed ass. It was a good thing it was the middle of the day and none of the neighbors were home to hear my scream. He put his hand over my mouth and told me he was just going to keep his dick right there for a minute or two until I got used to it. When he uncovered my mouth I begged him to pull out and put on a condom. He just laughed and told me those regular size ones would just break anyway. He then started to slowly pull back and go in again not pulling out too far and it was starting to feel great..that huge raw dick in me: that huge raw dick that could be POZ. It was starting to feel great but I was also scared so I finally blurted out "Are you neg or poz?" He kissed me sweetly and whispered in my ear "Yeah, I'm POZ but I won't cum in you unless you want it " I was too shocked to speak as he fucked me deeper. Was it too late already? Had his precum dripping into me already infected me? His rhythm was slow and steady now, a little further out with each thrust and then harder and deeper as he pounded away at my insides. I was so wrapped up in the moment, which combined pleasure, fear and animal lust. I thought I heard the front door open but I wasn't sure as I was focused on the man whose cock was deeper in me than anyone had ever gone before. Then, without warning he removed the mask to reveal a movie star handsome face. As he slowly worked my hole he said "I want you to see who I am and look into my eyes before you decide if you want my DNA inside you for ever." I heard a noise in the doorway and had been right about hearing a key in the lock. There was my boyfriend standing all of six feet distant, wearing nothing but a smile and a fully erect member. He came closer to us and said to me "So what's your answer? Do you want his load or not?" With that he leaned over and kissed the black god who was fucking me on the cheek and said " Hi Sam, how's it going? If my boy answers 'yes', do you think you have another load in you for me? It might as well be all or nothing." Stay tuned.

My nerves have me visibly shaking as I get closer to his house. winding through his neighborhood I can feel my stomach start to tighten and my legs shake harder. Driving down his street looking at the numbers on the house I debate in my head if I should just keep driving and go back to work or go through with it. Again I know I am not that guy, I told him I would be there and I will. I see the number on his house up ahead and pull up in front. Turning off the engine the keys jingling in my hand from my nerves. Getting out of my truck and walking up the walkway to the front door, I see it open and he's standing there. He opens the screen door and motions me in. I walk into his house and find myself in his living room. I turn as I hear him say, "Glad to see you back". Looking at him I see him in the same grey sweat pants and shirt as last time. "Sure do enjoy seeing that ass in the air, get those clothes off so I can get my cock in it." I start to remove my clothes while looking around thinking he's going to fuck me right here in the living room, however I notice he is not getting undressed. As I remove my underwear I am starting to wonder what is going on when he says. "Okay lets go to the bedroom and get that ass pointed up for me." He points through and doorway and I start to walk ahead of him. "Last door on the left", I hear him say. I am walking down a hallway and see a room on the very end and a bathroom on the right. As I come to the end I see the bedroom on the left and walk into it. "Get on the Bed" he says "Put that ass at the end so I can stand behind it". I look around the room and see a dresser on the right, a bed right in front of me. I climb up on the bed on my hands and knees, my legs and arms are shaking visibly with nerves. "Grab a pillow and put your face in it boy! Get ready for this cock!" I grab a pillow at the head of the bed and put my face it it. My ass is opened and exposed at the end of the bed. I hear him removing his clothes as I sit there waiting anxiously. Then I hear him opening the bottle of lube and the sound it makes as he stokes his cock with it. My body is so tensed up I can feel him as he gets closer to me, then I feel his thumb on my hole pushing into me with lube, grunting a little with the pressure he's using to get it in me. He slides it in and out a few times, then I hear the lube bottle squeeze again and his thumb is back at my hole roughly pushing into me. My whole body is singing with nerves and anticipation of what is about to happen. He's going to put that fat cock in me again. I hear the lube bottle snap shut then his hands on my ass. "such a cute ass you have. You ready for me to fuck it?" "Yes" I hear myself say. "Okay just relax that hole, we will take it nice and easy". with that I feel his cock nudge up under my hole and feel the pressure as he starts to push, like the last time I feel his cock start to move up and catch on my hole. he grabs my hips tighter and pushes. I feel the head of his cock start to open me up taking a deep breath I let it out slowly and start to relax, I can feel his cock head stretching me open and then he hits my inner ring and stops. He keeps he steady pressure. "Relax that hole boy, lets get you fucked good!" with that I feel the sharp sting of him slapping my ass and like last time the unexpected pain takes my mind off the pain of his cock going in me, and like last time my inner ring opens and I feel him start to go in me. "Oh god! You are really going in me!" I hear myself say. "Yeah boy, take my cock! You have such a sweet ass, it feels so good and tight!" I feel his hips on my ass and know hes all the way in. He starts to move side to side opening me up even more. "Thats it boy, open that hole for me, I'm gonna fuck you now!" with that I feel him start to move in me. My hole opening more and more as he pulls out and pushes back in. Again I am amazed, that yes his cock does hurt but it also feels so good. I can really feel his cock in me, I can feel the head and ridges as it slides in and out of me. He starts to pick up the pace, I feel the sharp sting of his hand on my ass again. "Yeah boy take my cock, You like it?" "Yes I do, I really do like your cock in me". "Thats good, because I love fucking this ass!" he starts to pump harder, his hips slapping off my ass cheeks, I can hear the squishing of the lube as his cock pistons in and out of me. The moment catches me as I realize how hot this scene is. Me on the bed face in a pillow my hands gripping the sheets, my ass exposed and my top is behind me getting his pleasure from me. another sharp slap brings me out of my bliss and I realize how sore my hole is getting, but I don't want to stop yet. I am really liking this fuck. I feel him pull out of me and think that he must have realized I was getting sore, I start to pick my head up to tell him that he can keep going, when I feel something hot and wet hit me between the shoulder blades, then I feel it again up into my hair. I realize he's cumming! He's shooting his load on me! I feel it hit between my shoulder blades again, then a little lower. Then I feel him slapping his cock on my ass and hear him exhale. "Oh such a nice ass for fucking! You can bring it over anytime you want." "Thanks" I say, "I really enjoyed that! and you cumming on me was hot! It was cool to know I got you off." I start to get up and I can feel his load start to run down my back and into my ass crack. He looks at me and says, "You can shower up if you want, I got you a little messy there" He's laughing a little. "There's a clean towel on the rack. If we keep doing this I can make sure you have the shampoo and soap you like." I tell him. "Thanks, That would be really nice, and yes I do want to keep doing this. I honestly hope that you could be my regular guy, I don't like to sleep around and like to feel comfortable with one guy." "Well I would really like that too." he says.

It would be a month before I would see him again. I spent the first week nursing a very sore hole and freaking out about barebacking with him. By the second week I was feeling more normal and okay about the experience. On the third week I started to feel the itch again, so I fired up the laptop at work and logged into squirt. I see an email so I check it out and see its from my regular FB. I feel the excitement as I open it, but then my quick high gets replaced by a shock. My buddy has moved out of town and will not be back. Saying he is sorry for not letting me know sooner. "well DAMN!" so now what? I am going to have to find a new FB. I start to look at the ads on squirt, but see a majority of them are bottoms as well, or just not my type. I decide to get on MH and see what's there I see I have a couple of emails from Manhunt, but also one from him. "Gotta say Hi! Sure did like fucking that cute ass of yours, and hope you will come put it in the air for me again". Just reading this makes my pants start to swell, but my big head takes over and says no! No more BB!! I start to look and see who is online and see whats available, but the whole time I am thinking to myself. "You have a guy that wants to fuck you, you really enjoyed his style of right to business". My little head wins out and I open his email again. Clicking on his email I hit reply. "Hi back, and thank you for emailing me. I am glad you like my ass. I really liked your cock even though it scared me a little. I would love to try again if you want to. I am still nervous about the bare thing, but I really liked how it felt." Clicking on send, I close my laptop and get back to work. The rest of the week flys by as work keeps me busy. The fourth week my itch is really strong. I am sitting at work feeling hornier than ever, I fire up my laptop and log into squirt, not seeing anything there, I get on MH and see I have email. Again a couple from Manhunt and one from him. "Hi Back! I know your a little nervous, but I really enjoyed fucking that ass of yours. Like I told you before, I am clean and I will not cum in your ass unless you want it. Would love to see your ass pointed in the air again though." I feel my cock swelling as I read his email and click reply before I can think too much about it. "I really want to try again and it really turns me on that you liked my ass so much, let me know when you are available again." Hitting send I turn back to my work PC and get some work done. About 10 min pass and I look back at my laptop and see a reply from him. "Bring that ass over now! I will put this dick in it!" Nervously I click reply and start to type. "Can break free now if you want, will take me about 10 - 15 to get there." Clicking send I feel my heart start to pump harder and my arms shake. Clicking refresh on my email looking for his reply I feel my anticipation start to rise a well as my nerves sky rocket. After about a minute of refreshing I see his reply. "Bring that ass over here. Not sure if you remenber how to get here, but here is my address: XXXX something St. You can park out front, I will be waiting!" I click reply "On my way!"

Turning around I kneel on the floor with my head and chest on the couch, I hear him stroking his cock with the lube, then him saying "no that's not right, grab a pillow and put it on the floor, then put you face in it. Need your ass up higher for the right angle. Doing as he says I grab a pillow and put it on the floor, backing up I get down on my elbows and put my head on the pillow. "Perfect!" He says as he kneels behind me. I feel his thumb stroke my hole and I jump forward banging my head on the couch. "Easy" I hear him say "Just relax, you are really tense. This is not going to work if you don't relax. Take a few deep breaths, I'm gonna lube your hole." With that I feel his thumb stroke my hole again then pressure and I feel it pop in me. I let out a little groan as he slides it in and out a few times, he takes his thumb out and a few seconds later I feel the cold of more lube on my exposed hole and his thumb goes in again. "See boy, nice and easy. Keep relaxing, we are both going to love this." I feel myself start to move with his thumb as he pushes it in and out of me. Then without warning he pulls his thumb from my relaxing hole and I hear him wiping his hand on something. "Point that ass higher boy" he commands me. I arch my back down feeling my hole getting exposed more. "That's it, just like that, you have a sweet looking ass and I know I am going to enjoy fucking it." My head is swimming with thoughts about what is going to happen, how can I take that cock? My only experience so far has been a 5" cock and even thinner than and what I would consider average thickness. I feel myself start to tense up again, my back arches up. I feel his hands on the small of my back pushing it down. "Point that ass up!" He commands again. Gone is the gentle guy from earlier. He is in command now and I am here to take his cock. I agreed to it. I again arch my back down my hole again exposed to the air. Then I feel the head of that cock just below my hole. He grabs onto my hips and I feel him start to push. I try to reach back and guide him up but as I do I feel the head move up on its own, and catch on my hole. All the while he has kept steady pressure so his head immediately pops in me. I let out a small yelp as I feel the thickness stretch me like I have never been before. My back immediately goes up and I try to pull away. I feel his hand pushing on my lower back again. "Put that ass up boy! Open that hole for me!. Just relax it!" He's applying enough pressure that my back goes down again. I can feel him relentlessly pushing on my hole. My inner ring is resisting the girth of him, but he does not let up. He takes one hand from my back and smacks my ass. The sudden sting takes my mind off the onslaught of his cock on my ass and I feel myself open for him. His cock is suddenly buried in me. "That's it boy, you got all of me now, I told you it would fit." Through the haze of pain and burning that is concentrated in my ass I hear his praise. He tells me to breath deep and get used to him inside if me. He's not gonna move until my breathing calms down. With all my concentration being on the club that just got shoved into me I didn't realize I was almost hyperventilating. I hear him say "sorry I know that was sudden, but it's like ripping a band aid, better to get it over with quick." As my breathing starts to calm, I feel him moving his hips side to side, trying to open me more for him. Telling me how sweet my ass is and how tight I am. "You have a great ass for fucking" he praises me. "Yeah you are starting open up now, can you feel it?" And he's right, the pain and burning are going away and I can feel his cock in me, feel the head in me twitching. "I'm gonna start fucking you now." And with that I feel his cock move in me. Slowly pulling out then back in. The pain I had felt moments ago slowly going away, my hole opening itself to his movements. He keeps up the slow pace telling me how good my ass feels and he really is enjoying it. It's at this moment that I realize he's fucking me bareback, and it's a completely different feeling from what I have had before, yes his cock is much thicker, but I can truly feel his cock. Feel the ridge of his head as it moves in me. I also realize that even though I felt the burning when he went in, it's now gone. I always felt a little burning when I was fucked with a condom from begging to finish. He starts to pick up the pace and get a nice steady rhythm going. I find myself moving with him, truly enjoying the feel of his bare cock inside of me. "You have such a sweet hole he exclaims again. Can you see why fucking bare is so much better now?" Yes I hear myself saying. "This feels so much better, I never realized the difference." Yeah he says "this is how true men fuck." And with that he smacks my ass again and picks up the pace to start giving me a good pounding. He keeps up this steady pace for a while, but I start to feel pain at this point and my back arches up. He notices and asks "starting to hurt?" I turn back to look at him and say "yeah it is now" and with that he stops and pulls out of me with an audible pop. I can feel the cooler air in the room inside of me and know I must be gaping a little. He looks down at me and says "worked your hole open pretty good, I hope you enjoyed it a little at least." I roll over to sit and feel how tender my hole is as I sit on it. Looking up at him I tell him "yes I really did, I honestly thought it wasn't going to work, but once the pain went away, I loved the feeling of you in me. Thank you for stopping when I got sore too." " I told you I would stop if said you to or if you got sore, I could tell so I stopped. I want to do this again." Looking him in the eye. "So do I"

So I find myself pulling into the parking lot of the agreed upon location. I can feel my upper body shaking with nerves. one part of me is so turned on at the thought of getting that itch scratched, while the other is yelling at me that he's going to fuck me bareback. As I am driving through the lot I realize that we never told each other what we are driving. I think to myself that this could be good, I can just leave and go back to work and if he ever asks I will just say I didn't know what you were driving. As that thought goes through, I also realize that I am not that guy. I agreed to meet, so I will see if I can figure out where he is. Well as it turnes out, the parking lot was not all that busy and there was only one guy in a car besides me. So I pull up next to him and he has his window down. he gets out of his car and walks over to mine. I see that he is average height and a little bit of a belly in his grey sweat pants and shirt. definitely older than me. (very turned on by that). Without even asking if I am who he is looking for, he asks."What do you think?" I look at him and I knew the answer before he even got out of his car. "Yes" I say. he replies, "Okay, follow me, I only live about 5 min away." He jumps back in his car and starts to lead me through the neighbourhood roads and I am following along with conflicting thoughts. "Man I really want to get fucked" "You can just make a turn and head back to work" "Keep following him" "TURN". As this is going on we are making turn after turn in the neighbourhood until he starts going down an alley. At this point I really freak out, wondering if I have made a really huge mistake. But then I realize that this is an older neighbourhood with garages on the back of the lots and walkways that lead to the house. I see a garage door open up ahead on the right and he makes the turn into the driveway into the garage. I pull in behind him and he is already out of the car. motioning for me to follow, I get out of the car and follow him through and up the walkway to the back of his house. I am just a bundle of nerves and trying to find my voice to say something.. anything.. He looks back at me and tells me to relax, everything will be okay. I suddenly find myself calming down and say "Thanks, I needed to hear that." I comment on how secluded his back yard is even with houses on either side. He tells me he loves it. He comes out once a day when the weather is good and strokes one off. And how much he loves the feeling of the open air and being naked. We get up to his patio and its even more secluded, he looks over at me and says this is his favorite spot to come out to and stroke his cock, nobody can see him. I smile relaxing even more. As commanding as he was about fucking bareback, he seems more gentle in person. He opens the sliding door and we walk into his basement. Its darker in the room, with the only light coming through the door. Their is a couch up against the wall with an entertainment center across from it, not much room for anything else in it. He walks to the other end of the couch and turns on a lamp to give a little more light, and immediately takes his sweatshirt off. I can see his belly with a good patch of hair going from his chest down to his waist line. I can feel my cock twitch at the sight of him. He catches me staring and says "Well how about you get those clothes off too." with that I start to undress, but still keeping my eyes on him. waiting to see what is hidden in his sweatpants. I am in the middle of pulling my pants down when he does the same. I am struck dumb as his cock springs out and I get my first glance at it in person. I blink a couple of times to make sure I am seeing it right. He stands up straight after getting his pants off all the way and asks if everything is okay. I realize I am still crouched with one leg out of my pants and one still in. I stammer "Yeah. I know you said you are thick in your ad, but wow! I didn't expect that. he gives a little laugh and says "Not to worry. it will fit." he starts to walk over to me as I finish undressing, I am still staring at the girth on his cock. I stand up straight and meet him in the middle of the couch. He reaches out and grabs my cock which has been twitching on its own and says, "Well I think he likes what he sees." I give a little nervous laugh. Then he says "Well don't just stare at it, grab it and get acquainted, he's going to be in you soon." With that I reach out and grasp his cock and again I am awestruck. Yes his cock is definitely 5.5" long but I just can't get past the thickness of it. I can't touch my middle finger to my thumb when I hold him in my hand. My mind is racing that I have this beautiful cock in my hand, I have never seen anything like it. It's not thick all the way around it's just really wide, at least 3" and the head doesn't taper at all. Its like a blunt end. I look up at him and tell him that I don't think I can take it, I have never been fucked by a cock like his. He puts his hands on my shoulders and starts to rub a little, looks me in the eye and says. "Just relax, I can see the tension in you, I bet your hole is puckering right now. You have to believe me when I say we can do this, I will take it nice and slow and if you say stop, then I stop, we both have to enjoy this." "I promise you this, your hole will take me, and I will make sure its enjoyable for both of us. And like I just said, if you say stop I will, whether its while I am going in or if you get sore, I will stop. I will also promise this, I will not cum in you ever, unless you ask me to." "You okay with that?" I nod my head yes at him and hear myself agree. He says "Okay then get down on the floor and put your ass in the air, I am going to fuck it!" I see him turn to the entertainment center and grab a bottle of lube that I didn't see earlier, he turns back and says "get down there and point that ass in the air boy!"

this is the story of how i became a bottom bitch for the city's best BBC escort PART 1 His name was Tom. We met right after he moved here, he wasn't in the trade at the time. young, actually; he was 19 and I was 23. I was a tall, thin, hung, vers guy at the time. 6'4" 190, with a very thick 8" uncut cock that got a lot of attention. Of course, I suspected his black dick was even bigger. Our first few meetings were just awkward casual stuff, making out here and there, nothing serious. That changed though, one night, when he invited me over to his new apartment. I didn't really know what to expect, but given how hot he was, I was never going to turn him down. Black guys in my town were very rare, and he was 6'1", 200lb, built and packing a 9" uncut thick piece I'd only begun to play with. I knew I wanted him, I just didn't know how badly. At any rate, he told me to head to his place that night, and I obeyed. When I got there, he was chilling on his couch, smoking a joint and watching some bareback porn. I immediately noticed the glass pipe and a small bag of crystal on his table; i'd done the stuff only once before, and I ended up getting raped all night by a guy I'd never seen again - but it was one of the best nights of my life, all the same. I sat down next to him. "You smoke t?" he asked, caressing my thigh. "Done it before, never smoked it though." "You'll like it." he said, as he reached for the pipe and lit it. He took a huge toke, winked at me, and tugged at my shirt. I exhaled as I fell into him, and we kissed gently as he blew the smoke back into my lungs. "See? Have some more." He passed me the pipe, and torched the chamber for me, as I sucked it back, several times more. I sat back, as he did the same. All of a sudden, my body was buzzing; my ass was tingling; my cock shriveled into my balls. As he finished toking, I took off my shirt. "That's better. Make yourself comfortable." He put down the pipe on the table, and sat back down on the couch. All of a sudden, I noticed that his cock was hanging out of the top of his sweatpants, half hard and drooling from the tip. I couldn't stop staring at it. I was transfixed - it was so big, so beautiful, a real man's dick, and I wanted it. Bad. "You like that big black dick, don't you? Why don't you show me how much you like it?" He grabbed my wrist, and drew my hand right onto his dribbling, half-hard member. I grabbed on like my life depended on it and started stroking it. "Show me how much you like that dick, boy." I fell off the couch to my knees, and started sucking on his dick. I couldn't wait to see it erect, it was already huge in my hand, i knew it would be choking my throat in no time. "Yeah, suck that dick, show me how bad you want it." His dick was still semi-hard so I could take it to his balls, but with every stroke it was stiffening, and hitting the back of my throat. "Look at me while you suck my dick." I realized I'd basically tuned out, eyes closed. I looked up. His eyes were locked on mine. It was a completely different person than I'd known before we smoked up. He stroked through my hair, and then grabbed it firmly. "Look at me while you suck my dick," he told me, staring right at me. "I promise," I babbled between strokes, unable to resist. I kept going down on him, eyes locked on his - and his cock just kept getting bigger, and bigger - i couldn't take it anymore. "Good boy. I love watching those sweet white lips on my nigger meat." He pulled me up by my hair and kissed me. "Those lips on my cock head, that's what really gets me off. It's so sensitive - I want you to work that head for me, okay babe?" I nodded, and he pushed me right back down into his crotch. As I engulfed his cockhead with my lips, he kept stroking through my hair and staring right into my eyes. With every moan his cock got harder and harder, until it was an enormous 9" wrist-thick piece of big black meat. "Look how hard you got me, boy. What do you want me to do with this nigger meat?" He pulled me up by my hair again, and reached around to finger my hole. I moaned. "What do you want me to do with this nigger meat?" he repeated. "I want you..." I whispered. My grip tightened around his now rock-hard, 9x7 uncut member. "WHAT?" "I want you." I said, a little louder. "You want me to WHAT, boy?" "I want you to fuck me." "You want me to fuck this little white hole do you?" he asked as his finger slipped inside me, and I groaned. "Yeah, it looks like you want some nigger meat in this white boy hole of yours." A second finger pushed its way in. "You want me to fuck this white boy pussy?" His fingers were pushing deeper and deeper, and I was losing control. "Tell me." He pulled out completely. "What do you want?" "I want you tu fuck my white boy pussy." I said, surprising even myself. He rubbed the fingers he'd pulled out of my ass against my lips. "Get on the bed and spread your legs, I want to eat that hole before I fuck it." He slapped my ass and pushed me off the couch in the diretion of the bedroom. Obviously, I didn't need any further encouragement - all I could think about was his throbbling, droooling, massive cock. I basically leapt onto the bed into the doggy position, legs spread wide. "That is a nice ass you have there, boy. Now you hold still." He grabbed my ass cheeks and groped them, then spread them, and started licking my hole. I lost my mind immediately; the combination of the foreplay and the tina send me completely over the edge. The more he ate my hole the more I needed him, as his tongue drove deeper and deeper into me. It was the most overwhelming rimming I'd ever received. It didn't last long, as he could clearly sense how hungry I was. "That is some nice white boy butt you have there, boy," he whispered in my ear, as he slipped his thumb back into my asshole. "Are you going to let me fuck it?" "Yes, please, please fuck my white boy hole!" I nearly shouted, as his thumb rubbed against my prostate, and my shrunken cock dribbled precum. He added another two fingers to his assault of my ass, pushing deeper, making me moan louder and louder. Then, with three fingers up my ass, he wrapped his other arm around my waist and pulled me back towards him, sitting me up on the bed. "I will. First, smoke a little more, okay?" He wiggled his fingers inside of me as he stared into my eyes. Then with his spare hand he picked up the pipe from the bedside and passed it to me along with a lighter. "I want to see you take three big tokes, and then I'll fuck this white boy pussy." He thumbed my prostate again and I groaned. I held the pipe as he lit the torch. One. Two. Three. He stared at me through every one, massaging my ass with his fingers. There was no escape. With every breath I was losing control more and more. "Good boy. Hold still, I need some too..." he pulled his hand out of my ass, and the feeling of emptiness was overwhelming. "Oh no please don't-" I squealed. "You want to get fucked, don't you? Now shut up and spread your hole again while I get ready to fuck you." He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me up and kissed me, and then threw me back down onto the bed. "On your knees again, I want to see that hole," he demanded, as he lit the freshly-loaded pipe. I got back up into the doggy position, with my legs spread again. Now that my ass was lubed and fingered it was cold as hell, as well as tingling with hunger to be filled. I was intensely embarassed by my cold, wet rosebud being exposed to the world but knew I had no choice whatsoever. I heard him put the pipe down on the table, and then heard a slapping noise, which was him fastening a cockring to his giant 9" cock and big black balls. "Does that white hole want to get fucked?" he asked. I moaned. "You want some nigger meat in that white boy hole don't you?" I moaned again. "Tell me you want it. Tell me you want it in you." "I want you to fuck my boy hole," I whimpered, and his hands slid along my hips. His cock slipped through my asscrack, and then rubbed back and forth against my hole. "Tell me you want this nigger meat in your white boy hole," he said, breathing on my neck, his massive, throbbing cockhead pressing, ever so gently but firmly, against my asshole, threatening to enter, but not quite. "Beg for this nigger meat, or you're not getting fucked tonight." "Please, please, fuck my white boy hole, fuck it with your nigger meat, I need your nigger meat in me please, please, pleasssseeee..." I didn't have to fake my petulant tone as the threat of not getting fucked at all, with my ass already wet with anticipation, my whole body shaking with desire, had sent me into complete overdrive. Amd as I kept shouting please, please, please, he thrusted his whole nine inches balls deep into me in one swift, brutal stroke. I froze in ecstasy, as he nibbled my neck as his balls slapped against mine. "Oh am I ever going to fuck this hole of urs. Why didn't you tell me you had such a sweet little pussy, boy." He pulled his dick out to the tip and thrust it right back to the balls. "You white boys have the nicest pussy, and it loves getting fucked by nigger meat don't it?" He continued thrusting into me, over and over. I couldn't even speak, the pleasure was overwhelming. He drove his cock to the hilt, and grabbed my wrist. "Why are you jerking yourself?" his deep voice whispered into my ear again. I didn't even realise I had been furiously masturbating my limp dick since he'd begun fucking me. "That little boy dick isn't going to get hard tonight. You're a white boy pussy, that dick ain't good for nothing. Do you want to get fucked or not?" "Yes, yes, I want you to fuck me, please...." "Good boy," he grabbed both of my wrists and shoved me down onto my stomach, and started thrusting his cock into my ass over and over. "A pussy boy like you doesn't touch his dick. Not if he wants to get fucked. All you need to worry about is how you're going to take this nigger meat, understand? My cock is the only one you're going to think about." I swear i could feel his dick harden even more and push deeper and deeper into my ass. "Tell me, pussy boy, that you won't touch yourself again." "I'm your pussy boy and I won't touch myself again I just want you to fuck me with your nigger meat please please keep fucking me with your nigger meat that's all I want..." He moaned, and shoved me down and doubled his pace of thrusting. "Good. If you need something to do with those soft white boy hands of yours, play with my nipples or my balls, keep your back arched... or smoke some more tina like the slut you are." he suddenly lifted me up and thrust the pipe into my face. "Breathe in, slut." He pushed his dick in to the balls again, and I could feel it throb it was so hard - was he ever getting off on this. So was I. I sucked in deeply. "See? No need to fight it, you have such a hot ass, it deserves dick in it." He took the pipe from me and inhaled a few times himself; each time I could feel his dick harden and heat up, like a threat, or a promise. He dropped the pipe over the bed and grabbed me tightly again. "I thought your white boy ass was going to turn out to be a bit of a slut, but I had no idea what a pussy little bitch you'd turn out to be," he roared at me, as he drilled my ass from behind over and over. He pulled out suddenly to fip me onto my back, and I instincively pulled my legs into my air and he slid his massive cock right back into my ass and continued fucking me. "Turns out you're a born pussy boy, aren't you. Look at this little pussy dick." On my back, there was no hiding my normally 8" dick shriveled to the size of a peanut. He stroked it idly, as if it were funny to him. "This is the last time I ever touch your dick, bitch. Understand? I don't ever want to see it again. All I want is this sweet white boy hole wrapped around my nigger meat. Deal?" He gripped my tiny, soft dick tighter, and picked up the pace of his fucking. "Deal!!" I moaned. "So you're not going to tuch your little boy dick ever again around me? Because you want this nigger meat in your pussy so bad?" "Yes I promise I'll never touch it again I just want you to fuck my white boy pussy!" as this spurted out of my mouth to my own surprise, he grabbed both of my legs and shoved me flat into the bed to fuck me even deeper. "Oh boy, you really are a bitch aren't you. This white ass is just desperate for big black cock. Why didn't you tell me you were such a slut?" He suddenly pulled out of me, and flipped me back onto my knees, and thrust three fingers deep into my hole. "Hahaha, look at you, you're not even going to budge as long as I'm in that pathetic little pussy of yours." He kept fingering my hole and it was true; I couldn't move, it was too fantastic. "You're completely addicted to nigger meat, and I'm going to show you what that means. You're mine now, boy, and I am not letting you go. This pussy is too sweet." I moaned and moaned as he continued fingering my ass. Little did I know what his other hand was up to. "Hold still." His hand withdrew, and I groaned - "HOLD STILL I SAID!" and I didn't dare budge. "A slut hole like this deserves a treat," he whispered. I could feel his cockhead return to my hole, rubbing against it again, this time with a warm tingling sensation. And with one fluid motion he was buried in my ass again, but this time with it came an enormous burning and then an overwhelming pleasure. He'd covered his massive erection in meth and was pounding it into my asshole - and now he was in complete control. Before I could even adjust to the overwhelming sensations he resumed fucking me silly. "What a slutty white boy you are, letting ur ass get booty bumped by nigger meat, what were you thinking? " he boomed, hammering my ass over and over, grabbing my hips tightly, pushing deeper and deeper into my ass than ever before, the meth setting it all on fire with need. "You can't say no to big black dick like this, can you? This pussy is all mine now." "ohhhhhhhhhh" I whimpered, the only word I could muster through the sensory overload. His cock driving the booty bump back and forth into my ass was only making him stiffer and stiffer, and I could barely understand anything beyond the massive black cock that was filling my insides with pleasure. "I'm going to fuck this sweet white boy pussy of yours all night long." He pulled his cock out to the head, and slapped each of my cheeks, and then thrust it back in to the balls. "But you want me to fuck you all night long, don't you boy?" "....yesssss....." I moaned, struggling not to black out. "Yeah? You want your white boy hole bred by this nigger meat don't you? Your boy pussy likes being filled up doesn't it?" My tiny boy cock was frantically spurting precum as he told me exactly what I already knew. There was nothing I wanted more than this god of a man to keep fucking me. "And you're not going to touch that little white boy dick either, are you?" He laughed, and flicked my soft dick with his finger. He pulled his dick out entirely and slapped me across the face to get a response. I nodded frantically and licked hungrily at his nipples. "Yes, I just want to be your boy pussy, I want you to fuck me all night, I want you to breed my hole, please keep fucking me, please, please, please!!" As I submitted completely he rammed his rock-hard cock back into me, drilling me over and over as I screamed nonsense, as his dick kept stroking me deeper and deeper. "GOOD BOY." He locked eyes with me again, and continued fucking me with long, steady strokes from head to balls of his fat 9" cock. "I am going to breed this hole. Repeatedly. As long as you keep being such a well behaved little bitch, you are going to get this dick in you. And that's what you need isn't it?" He pulled out his dick to spit on my hole, and started circling his cockhead around it. "You're addicted to nigger meat now aren't you." "YES YES I'M ADDICTED I NEED IT IN ME PLEASE PUT IT BACK KEEP FUCKING ME I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME ALL NIGHT LONG AND BREED MY WHITE HOLE OVER AND OVER" I was thrashing around, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. He grabbed me by the throat and drew me to him. His eyes locked onto mine again, dead serious. His cockhead slipped into my hole, just barely. "This is what you are now. A pussy full of nigger meat. What a lucky boy you are. Lots of bitches want this cock, but I picked your pussy to fill up tonight. " I just nodded, as his steel-hard cock slipped back into me. He smiled, and began fucking me relentlessly. "Let's see how many loads I can leave in this hole for you... here comes number one!" He kept fucking me harder and harder. He started groping me frantically, as his cock swelled within me. He lifted me up entirely, and threw me on top of him, and began slamming my ass from below. I started cumming from him fucking me, my tiny boy dick spurting jizz onto his chest. He grinned, slammed his big black cock as deep as it'd go in me, and shot his massive load deep into my guts. I crumpled on top of him, and he kissed me on my neck. "Stay here with me, boy, and I will keep that pussy feeling good." I did. We fucked for another eight hours. He had three more major orgasms, but who knows how many loads he left in my ass. He fucked a few loads out of me as well, without touching my cock of course. We finished well after dawn. When he finally let me go home, he left me with instructions. Keep all his cum in my ass as long as possible, When I came back, I had to wear a jockstrap to hide my cock if I ever wanted to get fucked again. I had to stop shaving my ass crack, as he liked it hairy. And I had to show up spotlessly clean and ready to fuck all night long next time he asked, because once he started in on my ass he couldn't stop. And obviously, I had to smoke tina with him. I agreed to everything instantly. The next time couldn't come soon enough.

Hey everyone I'm new here. I'm a young European in Iraq. I made a post in another subforum but for somereason, it never worked. Anyway I am a lover of bareback - Sure I worry about infections and things like that but at the end of the day when you can feel the heat of a hot cock near your hole or you're bare cock is facing the hole of a tight dude there's nothing going to change your mind. One of the reasons I love it here is because no one even ever asks about condoms. I only fuck straight guys - No time for the gays here. I like to fuck young guys, many are married and only in their early 20's. I love being the first hole they've fucked if they're virgins and I love the feeling of cumming in someone you've convinced to try fucking. Guys here cum so fast, they're horny rabbits but they can cum many, many times even within minutes of each orgasm. I love it. Nothing like a hairy arab teen shooting a fuckton of cum inside my ass and feeling it drip out after...I love it. Just thought I'd share a bit about life here when all you hear about is ISIS

So I'm 19 and new to barebacking scene. When I met a guy and he was going to whore me out. When we met at the hotel I was nervous I'd only been fucked by two guys in the same night. He's was fit in his 40s with dark hair. First thing he had me put on a blind fold and mouth gag. He bend me over the bed and fucked me first, my tight hole was sore by the time he came deep inside me, he went to answer the door and I heard several guys come in. The plan had been for all 6 of the strangers to come over time but they all showed up at once. I could feel a crowd of hands rubbing my body and on my ass. Telling me how cute of a little boy I was. He poz, one of of the guys asked the guy I'd met. Not yet he told him. They were all so excited. "Well boy you think you'd be up for a gangbang" I just shook my head up and down. They took the gag out of my mouth and left the blind fold on. Then a cock slide in my mouth fucking my face fast then one went up my ass using the first guys cum as lube. Others guys grading me and having me use my hands to jack then off. I had went from a good boy to a total slut in no time. It didn't take long for this second guy to cum, he moaned so load and I had no clue what he might be breeding me with. My ass wasn't stretched yet but bright red. After 45minutes of switching and fucking my face and ass the last guy was in my slutty sloppy red teen ass. As his sweaty ball sounded away at my ass. He let out a moan and shot jizz deep in my soaked ass. All the guys left but the organizer he took my blind fold off and told me I took it like a champ cum was dripping from my ass the whole way home.

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

It was my 24th birthday and I decided I wanted to have some hot sweaty man sex instead of a party. As a result I packed a bag and drove to a bathhouse in a city 2 hours away. I was intent on renting a room with a sling and spending several hours having great sex – little did I know how much it would change my life. I arrived at the bathhouse about 8PM. I decided to check-in and get my room. I was provided a towel and key and off I went into the warm welcoming hallways. I figured the place would be pretty busy since I took one of the last 3 remaining parking spots and boy was I right! I got to my room and stripped totally naked. I put the towel around me and went for a cursory tour of the place to see what types of men would be available to me. I saw several hot prospects and made my mind I wouldn’t leave until I had as many cocks in my hole as I could stand. When I got back to my room I turned on some hot porn, turned the lights low and climbed into the sling. Propping the door open I lubed my hole and waited. The first guy to come in was a hot 30 something daddy type. I saw the gold wedding band on his hand and knew I had to have him. He pulled 2 locks out of his ankle bag and locked my ankles in the stirrups of the sling. “I’m here for 24 hours slut and you won’t be let loose until I am ready to leave!” I began to get really concerned at this point but of course my horniness won out. He fucked me and shot a massive load in my hole after 20 minutes. He exited the room leaving me for the next top. While he had been fucking me a crowd had gathered to watch and there was a line of tops waiting for their turn at my hole. Over the next 24 hours I was fucked by countless cocks of all different shapes and sizes. At the end of my stint my married man came back and released my legs. He fucked one final load into my exhausted hole. As I was checking out the front desk clerk asked if I had a good time. I replied, “A fantastic birthday for sure!” “Good, we were happy to provide you with such a POZITIVE experience.” His words hung heavy in the air as I saw the poster behind his shoulder advertising a POZ bareback fuck fest they held over the last 24 hours. I realized every load I took was most likely POZ. I was slightly fearful but my dick sprang to attention. He definitely noticed and said, “Looks like someone enjoyed himself!” “You have no idea,” I said. I knew I would be back again and would be yet again taking any and every cock offered to load my possibly now POZ hole.

Chris couldn’t remember a time where he wasn’t attached to a girl. Even before he knew how to spell ‘girlfriend,’ he had one. At first he attracted them just by being the brash, confident exceptional boy he was, excelling in every sport, activity, hobby, and grade as he went. Once puberty hit, the line of ladies seeking his company grew exponentially, keeping his dance card full all the way through high school and college. Maybe that’s why he never realized there was a need inside him that was aching to be fulfilled, until it was too late. The rain had been pouring for almost a week straight since Chris had moved into his new apartment, in a new city, where he had just started a new job. Having graduated high school at 16, and college at 20, Chris was used to things coming easily to him, but no one seemed impressed or even pleased with him at work. Unnerved by his slow start, he hungered for something to distract and rejuvenate him. On his third night there, he called his current girlfriend who was two hours away in the tiny town where they’d gone to school together. After five minutes on the phone, Chris realized she wouldn’t be driving up to see him anytime soon. Unphased, he assumed he’d have another girlfriend by the end of the week, and decided to work out his frustrations with a different type of physical exertion. He was already lacing up his tennis shoes for a run when the sky opened up and cancelled that idea. The next few nights he spent looking for a female companion in bars and clubs, but amazingly he had no luck. As it turns out, being born handsome and exceptional makes it easy to get girls when you are in a small town, but here in the city, he had no idea how to approach a woman and start a conversation. Without the aid of a classroom he was helpless, not to mention the added disadvantage of working so late each night that anyone worth talking to was either taken or drunk. So there he was, stuck inside on a rainy Saturday night: horny, alone and itching for release of some kind. Getting out the newspaper with half a mind to call one of the women advertizing under the escort section, he happened to turn to a full page ad for a gym. Halted by the spandex clad babe in the photo, he realized as he read that the gym was only a few blocks from his house and extremely reasonably priced, considering they advertized services like personal training, massage therapy, dozens of different classes and a nutritionist. He clipped the coupon from the bottom corner, tossed on some shorts and a tshirt and dashed to his carport. Perhaps it was a stereotype, but Chris expected floor to ceiling windows, bright lights and a giant neon sign to welcome him. Instead he found himself walking in to an unassuming red brick building at 11pm, where a short, trim redhead greeted him. She took his coupon, promised him the first five visits no strings attached and instructed him to veer left to the men’s gym, where one of the male trainers would meet him. A slim tan blond man named Dave led him through the 4 story complex, explaining that unlike other gyms, Stern’s kept the male and female gyms separate, only combining on the top floor where group classes were held. The floor below that had the nutritionist’s area and windowless mirrored work-out areas for each sex, containing equipment like weight machines, treadmills, etc. The main floor housed the offices, private training rooms, locker rooms, and massage rooms, and the basement housed two identical pool areas, divided by sex, each with an Olympic size pool, sauna, steam room, and shower area. Chris was about to question the separation until a man strode past him in the buff and dove into the pool. Dave explained that the workout area was divided to promote working out for yourself, instead of worrying how you looked to some slut. Chris laughed, but asked again about the pool, when Dave explained that there were no suits allowed on the pool level when the gym opened 60 years before, and they’d never changed the rule. Shrugging it off, he thanked Dave and got to his work out, running for almost an hour with only a few other men spread around the large room. He was sweating profusely, going faster and faster, his eyes locked with his reflection in the mirror across from him, until someone walked in front of his machine, and he almost fell off. Hitting the stop button and jumping off, Chris glanced up as he took a swig from a complimentary water bottle and almost spit it back up. The man who’d broken his stride was the most beautiful specimen Chris had ever seen. He starred, slack-jawed and bug-eyed at the shirtless 6’6”, 230lbs, raven haired, blue eyed ripped god who had taken up a spot at the weight bench and was pressing some ridiculous amount. “Spot me, bro.” The man, who Chris would come to know as Jake, commanded. Usually Chris would have begged off, being more of a cardio guy with no weight training to speak of, but Jake’s tone made him step over and take the spotting position. He stood there spotting him for two sets of 25, when Jake hopped up and began removing weights, telling Chris to take his place. He laid down before remembering to protest, and tried to grunt out his lack of interest in weights between lifts. “You need this man,” Jake said, scooting close enough over Chris’ head that his shorts hung open directly over Chris’ face. Chris shut up and tried not to get caught sneaking glances at the firm thighs and enticing shadows up the shorts’ legs. “Guy like you probably got along fine in school, handsome and fit, but now you’re in the real world and it’s time you work out like a real man.” After Chris could do no more reps, Jake pulled him to standing with one hand and introduced himself as one of the private trainers that the gym employed. Jake explained that new members got three free training sessions, and he expected Chris to use them. Arriving in the lockerroom, Jake tugged off his shorts leaving him in an extremely-snug pair of white briefs, outlining his hefty bulge and perfectly spherical ass. Taking Chris’ hand, he placed it on his lower abs and told him to feel the definition where they met his groin muscles, as well as on his pecs, huge biceps and the back of his warm, fuzzy thighs. Wrapping himself in a towel, Jake stripped the briefs from under it without revealing anything else, and then made Chris promise to come back the next night for legs. Nodding, he watched as Jake strode off into the staircase for the showers, before regaining his senses, pulling on his coat, and leaving. That night as he showered, Chris replayed the images of Jake in his mind, and found that he was excited by the idea of working out with him again. His dick jumped when he remembered the view up Jake’s shorts, but he dismissed it as a side effect of needing pussy and seeing that much exposed skin. Chris returned the next night, and the next, and the next and was quickly the gym’s best customer. Jake made him a great deal on a weekly training fee, and the two of them were quickly transforming Chris from an attractive slim wasp-type, into a buffed, taught, machine of a man. Chris became obsessed with making Jake proud of his work, and started imagining Jake more and more in his fantasies. At first he was just taking part in whatever imaginary threesome Chris concocted to get his rocks off, but after awhile Jake was becoming the star. Still, Chris convinced himself that he was only picturing Jake because he symbolized the ideal that Chris was striving to become. Before either of them knew it, 6 months had passed and Jake was Chris’ best friend, well only friend, in town. One night as they stripped down to shower, carefully concealing their full nudity from one another, Jake asked Chris when he last got laid, and couldn’t believe it was really 6 months. “Come early tomorrow,” Jake said before they split to head to separate shower stalls. “Then we’ll go out after and find some pussy. Time to test out your new body on some unsuspecting skanks.” Music rocked Chris’ chest as he tried to hear what the gorgeous brunette was saying, shouting from the stool next to his. He tried to care, but he could tell she was hot for his dick, the way she caressed his arms and stroked his thigh, but he kept getting distracted watching Jake dance with a petite latin girl. As he suspected, it was barely an hour later that the four of them had taken a cab back to Jake’s apartment and each couple began getting hot and heavy on opposite ends of the couch. He was so caught up seeing Jake in action and getting his first play in months that he didn’t notice Jake pull out a glass pipe and small white bag full of crystal shards. Both girls jumped at the chance to smoke, but Chris declined, never having tried any drugs, or even hard liquor. “Too bad,” Jake said, blowing a cloud of something he called ‘tina’ as he spoke. “This shit makes me cum like a fire hydrant and fuck like a bull.” The latin girl squealed and shoved her hand into his open fly while they finished the bowl. As the brunette started to unzip Chris’ pants, Jake picked up his date, tossed her over his shoulder and dashed into the bedroom. Disappointed that he was unable to watch his idol demolish the latin chick’s cunt, Chris regained his vigor when he realized he could hear every dirty, nasty thing that was going on just beyond the bedroom door. The two buddies eventually turned it into a fuck-fight, seeing which one could make his girl cum faster, harder and more often. Chris planned to be the victor, having achieved anal first, but lost control when he moved to the floor and caught a glance through the open door of Jake’s face and chest contorted in pleasure as he pounded the bitch doggy style. He whipped his cock out of the brunette’s ass, and shot copious amounts of jizz across her tits and face. Spent, Chris fell back against the coffee table and watched as the brunette hopped up and ran to the bathroom. Once she was finished, she made some dumb excuse and disappeared to find a cab, while Chris slowly found his briefs and used them to wipe down his cock and chest before dragging his ass to the john. Taking his time as he passed the bedroom in hopes of another glance, he almost fell over when the latin girl was slammed up against the wall by the door, both her legs over Jake’s arms as they completed their fuck. Chris stood in the dark hall, his dick hardening again, wishing he could see Jake’s cock, but afraid to venture further out from his hiding spot. As Jake laid the girl on the bed and grunted his final grunt, Chris slipped into the bathroom and began washing up in the sink. Still hardening, he took a moment to admire the v-shape that was forming from his abs to his dick, and the way his arms and pecs stood out and shone in the dim bathroom light. He flexed and stroked his dick just in time for Jake to burst in behind him and push past him to the toilet. They laughed at Chris’ display, and Jake began commenting on how proud he was of Chris’ progress while Chris went into a fog where all he could see was Jake’s dick. Semi-hard and covered in cum and pussy juices, Jake drew a finger from the dick head out to the toilet bowl, leading a heavy beady string of cum. After a moment, Jake’s piss began to flow, and Chris realized he was fully hard again. All he wanted to do at that moment was reach out and take Jake’s cock in his hand. He had no idea what he would do with i, all he knew is the world would be perfect if he could feel Jake’s cock. He snapped out of his haze as the latin girl came in with them and took a hold of Chris’ hard-on, asking for seconds. He lifted her up onto the counter and fucked her right there while Jake watched and cheered them on. Chris was ready to cum in minutes once Jake began to stroke his dick again. He came deep in her pussy, adding his load to Jake’s, before the trainer lifted her off Chris’ cock and took her back into the bedroom for sloppy thirds. Looking down, Chris realized his cock was covered in both his load and his buddy, and he couldn’t resist wiping off a few drops and tasting them before he got dressed and snuck out the door. Chris gave up trying to explain his feelings for his friend after that, giving in each weeknight to fantasies of jerking off together, showering together, even letting Jake cum in his mouth. On the weekends they’d find more girls and repeat the fun with new victims, sometimes only finding one girl and having to share. Still too afraid of what Jake might do if he realized Chris’ attraction, Chris was always careful to take turns on the girls. One night as a perky blonde co-ed was giving them both head on the couch, Dave from the gym walked in with a teenage jock type guy, sat down and loaded some tina in a bowl. Chris was weirded out at first, until Jake explained that Dave was his roommate and they saw each other fucking around on a regular basis. Chris was even more shocked when the teen dropped to his knees and began sucking Dave off. Jake could see Chris’ shock and, before the girl noticed, he dragged them both to the bedroom to fuck. A few weeks later, they had just gotten back from the club with tall modelesque girl, when Dave entered, this time accompanied by a skater type guy with piercings in his nose, brow, ear and nipples (which he proudly showed while Dave loaded a bowl). Chris declined the pipe as usual, but the girl was on a mission to get him to try it, telling him he could only fuck her tight pussy if he took at least one hit off the pipe. Chris said no again, his hard cock begging him to give in. “Stop being a little bitch and smoke this,” Jake ordered him before handing Chris the pipe, and lighting it. Chris began inhaling as the smoke filled the cylinder, just as he had heard Dave and Jake explain to girls and guys they’d initiated previously. At first he felt nothing, but with the exhale came a huge cough, and a buzzing feeling shooting up his spine and into his brain. He should have stopped at one hit, but the model kept shotgunning hits with him and encouraging him to take more and more. Soon there was an all out smoke/fuck fest in the middle of the living room. Chris was pounding the model’s pussy while Jake shoved his cock deep into her throat, which was quite a feat, since he is at least 9 inches long and tends to get wider the longer he fucks. Dave had the skater on the floor with his legs over his head and was breeding his ass with a nice thick 8 inch uncut cock. Chris found himself wondering how the tight hole took so much cock and somehow still made the boy beg for it like he did. Many years before, one of Chris’ girlfriends had shoved her finger in his ass while they fucked. After the initial jumping and hollering, Chris found he enjoyed it, so much so that he was now in the habit of fingering his hole when he jerked off. The combo of the high and the site in front of him had Chris so horned up that when he and Jake switched ends, he asked the model to finger his hole. Eyes closed, he heard a bottle of lube pop open and a long, kinda thick finger slide two knuckles deep into his tight ass. Moaning, he began to pump harder in her throat, which made Jake pump back from the other end. Simultaniously, they pulled out of their respective ends, and began covering her in cum. Neither one shot far enough to hit the other, but Chris made sure to lick up some of Jake’s load while kissing the model before she ran to the shower. Mysteriously, even with the model in another room, Chris could still feel a finger slowly pumping his hole, almost making him hard again. Turning, Chris made eye contact with Dave, who pulled his finger out and mouthed “you’re welcome,” so Jake and the Skater bottom would be none the wiser. Joining the model in the shower, Chris was worried when he didn’t get hard as fast as usual, which she explained might be from the tina. Anxious about it, Chris hopped out and went to find Jake or Dave to ask them but stopped just outside the living room where he couldn’t be seen easily, but had a pretty good view of Jake feeding his hardon to the skater boy, while Dave pounded the boy’s ass. Instantly Chris was hard and went back into the bathroom where he fucked the model as rough as he could, focused on the picture of Jake’s dick sliding between his own lips. A few days later, Dave ran into Chris in the locker room and asked him what he thought of the weekend’s festivities. Unsure, Chris tried to play it cool, until Dave told Chris he had seen the way Chris looked at Jake, and was pretty sure Chris would have sucked Jake off if the skater hadn’t done it. Chris tried to deny it, but Dave whipped out his phone, and produced pix of Jake feeding his load to other tricks Dave had brought home. “I’ve yet to see him fuck a guy,” Dave said, handing Chris the phone before leading him into a massage room. “but I know he loves feeding them. Maybe next time I can find a way for you to swallow his spunk.” Chris wasn’t listening. He was engrossed in the photos on Dave’s phone, each of them featuring the two roommates destroying bottoms of all ages and types, Dave in their asses, Jake in their mouths. Dave continued describing dirty scenarios involving Jake, while pulling down Chris’ shorts and jock, and jerking and fingering Chris. Moaning with pleasure, he licked his lips pretending he was the boy taking Jake’s man meat in his mouth. The fantasy was so real he didn’t even notice that Dave had maneuvered three fingers into his hole and was rubbing his own hard cock against Chris smooth ass cheek. Chris could see Jake in his mind, siddling up behind him to show him some proper dumbbell technique, then popping his dick from his shorts and sliding inside Chris’ ass without any of the other gym members knowing. Dave just started to spread Chris’ cheeks and slip his cock into the crack when they both heard Jake call out Chris’ name into the locker room, only feet from where they stood. Adrenaline soared through Chris’ body as he flew back from Dave and tried to pull up his shorts. He couldn’t be sure if Jake saw what was going on when he came in, but there was no way Jake missed Chris’ stiff cock poking out obscenely or the fact that Dave still had his monster dick in plain view. Still, Jake didn’t say anything about it and everything seemed totally normal until they finished and Jake got a text from Dave. “Dave told me what happened,” Jake said quietly, causing Chris’ heart to sink into his abdomen. “He told me he caught you jerking in the massage room. It was pretty ballsy of you to offer to let him watch in exchange for not ratting you out. Good thing he has been hot for your ass since you walked in. Of course now that you’ve had a man show you how to sculpt it, you’d better watch out for more pervs.” Chris laughed nervously and thanked god that Dave covered for him. However, he was so rattled that he didn’t realize they were both naked together for the first time with no one else around. Jake took advantage of the opportunity and had Chris flex his different muscle groups so they could compare. Somehow Chris stayed flaccid for the flex off, even when Jake ran his hand down Chris’ back, over his ass and down between the thighs to show the line of the musculature. Chris asked if he could feel on Jake, just to be sure he understood, then told Jake he was going for a swim, dashed off and blasted his cum load under the water. The next weekend Chris got a text from a number he didn’t know, but he was sure it was Dave when the attachment was a photo of Jake in the shower. Dave invited Chris to come over before he and Jake went out that night, to smoke and hang out, and discuss what had happened the last time. Chris politely declined a few times, worried he might end up getting fucked by Dave, until Dave mentioned that he had a sex tape Jake made before they’d met, and Chris could watch it. Shower, shave and he was out the door to Dave and Jake’s. Chris was greeted by a familiar face but no one he could place, until Dave explained that his guest was a member of the gym and a former MLB player. In no time they’d smoked a few bowls, got the video playing and convinced Chris he could jack off without Dave or Todd (the mlb guy) raping him. Sipping the drink Dave made him, Chris was stroking furiously at the sight of Jake plowing the hell out of some poor teen girl. By the look of Jake and his fuckslut, this must have been 3 or 4 years ago, when Jake was just a high school senior. Little by little the ghb in Chris’ drink took effect, loosening him up so Todd had no problem getting Chris’ dick in his mouth. He could feel his senses dulling, but decided the best way to counter act it was take more hits off the pipe and agree when Dave asked him if he’d like to try taking some fingers in his ass again. Perfectly timed once again, Jake walked in just as Todd was sucking Chris’ dick down to the balls and Dave had three fingers in Chris’ tight hole. “Hey roomie,” Dave said, handing Jake the pipe. “Turns out your buddy here likes getting his hole fingered, especially when he is high.” Jake laughed and took a few hits, before asking Chris if he was okay. Chris nodded yes and reached for Jake’s crotch. Oblivious, Jake handed him the pipe as if that’s what he wanted, before stripping off his own clothes and instructing Todd to suck his cock. Eyes glued to the real Jake, Chris forgot they were watching Jake’s sex tape, until the star of the tape noticed and asked why. “It was a request,” Dave said, standing up and moving down behind Todd’s upturned hole. “Seems as though your little trainee gets off watching you fuck.” Mortified, Chris was too high to deny it and just blushed. Everyone laughed, while Dave pulled Todd off Jake’s cock, and threw his legs back and began wailing on the baseball player’s tan hairy ass. “Course he does!” Jake added. “Just like I think it is hot watching him fuck. He is one hot piece of muscle man now, ain’t he Dave?” “You know I think he is,” Dave grunted between thrusts. “but I think he’d be even hotter with your dick in his mouth. And I KNOW he’s game for it.” Jake’s eyes whipped to Chris, and he knew Dave was telling the truth. No words were spoken as he stepped closer and waved his hard dick only an inch from Chris’ pink lips. Leaving the last bit of distance for Chris to make was all the approval Jake needed, for as soon as Chris leaned in to suck Jake, Jake thrust forward, grabbed a handful of dusty blond hair and began reaming Chris’ throat. If it was anyone else, Chris would have choked and pulled off and never tried it again, but he knew what he was getting with Jake, and it was exactly what he needed. Chris began to jack his own meat and finger his tight hole while he slurped on Jake’s massive member. Less than a minute was all it took for Chris to cum all over himself, and soon after Jake fed him his load. Worried that Jake would think less of him, Chris told Dave he was heading to the gym and ran out while Jake was in the shower. Although Jake’s apartment was only a few blocks from the gym, Chris was too high to drive there, but did anyway, barely making it in one piece. The rain had turned to snow recently and the roads were covered in it, which meant no one was working out on a snowy Saturday night. Inside the locker room, Chris stripped off his clothes and sat on the bench, still covered in cum. He began to freak out about what his only friend might do now that he saw what a faggot bitch Chris was. Still too drunk for a work out, he laid back and closed his eyes, willing this to just be an amazing dream, but knew it wasn’t when he heard the door slam and Jake’s voice call out to him. “What the hell man?” Jake asked, putting his bag and coat in his locker, and starting to undress. “You should know me well enough by now to realize I always have at least two loads to shoot once I start partying, and you gotta take the rest of them now boy.” Chris opened his eyes just in time to see a fully erect Jake straddle the bench, hoist Chris’ legs over his shoulders, squirt some lube on his cock, and slide most of it in on the first stroke. Chris screamed out, but stopped once Jake commanded him to. The first few minutes were excruciating, but after awhile it was less painful and more of a dull ache. All the pain was forgotten once Jake was balls deep. It was like a switch had been thrown, turning a straight muscle boy into a hungry bottom whore, begging and pleading for more dick and cum. When Jake finally decided to grace Chris’ ass with his load, he did it balls deep, sharing both of their first man2man kiss at the same time. Once they were sure the gym was truly empty, they sent the desk worker home and moved up to the gym floor, where Jake added another load to Chris’ ass, this time on the weight bench. Reinforcements arrived soon after, and Chris spent the rest of the night taking loads from Dave, Todd, two other gym members and high school kid who wondered in thinking it was a club and accidentally caught Jake giving Chris a fourth load on the reception desk. Attached: one pic of chris, four pics of Jake

Forced Slam It started out like any other Saturday night at the club, and on entering the building I thought 'Wow, why am I here?" When I arrived there was a group of about eight or nine guys standing round and I was not sure if they were all together. Most of them looked at me and I thought 'Fuck, nice guys - it would be nice to be fucked by one or any of them', but I honestly didn't think anything would come of being at the club, so I went to the bar ordered my vodka and soda. One of the guys I had been admiring brought it over to me, saying "Cheers, mate. Enjoy." Smiling, I walked off thinking 'Fuck, how hot was that. What should I do?' I looked over and they were all looking at me, making conversation with each other and pointing at me. A couple of guys raised their glasses to me in a mock salute, and took a sip of their drinks. Finishing my drink, I went the dunny to piss. Two of the guys followed me into the restroom, forced me into a cubicle, groping me and forcing me up against the wall. My head was racing and I was secretly hoping they would go further, and they did. Both guys forced their tongues into my mouth and one of the guys hocked a gob of spit into my mouth, saying "Yup - he's a pig! Do you want to come back and play with us?" Christmas was here. I could feel their hardness of their cocks pressing up against my crotch, and replied "Yeah, that would be great." One of the guys gave me a hint of what they had in mind when he asked "Would you be willing to let yourself be ours for the night, and use you as our pig?" Oh, man. What could I say? "Hmmm, okay, yeah, that would be great." With that he grunted "Good" as he forced me to my knees. Both guys simultaneously pulled-out their uncut cocks. I could smell them and I felt so giddy with excitement. He growled "Clean both of our ripe cocks", immediately forcing his tool into my mouth. "Mmmmm, nice pig" he said, adding "he'll do just fine" as I licked his tool, and cleaned under his foreskin, generally doing my best to pleasure him for about a minute or so. Then he withdrew from my mouth, and the other guy presented himself. The second guy's cock was a bit bigger than that of the first guy, and I gagged as I took him into my mouth. He grunted, saying "Good man. Clean my dirty cock 'cause we're gonna use you all night." After I cleaned both of their cocks they stood me up kissed me, and upon tasting their own cocks, one of the guys grunted "It's gonna be a good night," a sentiment to which his buddy agreed. Both of them again hocked another gob of spit, and one of the guys grabbed me 'round the neck saying simply "Let's go." We walked out of the club and back to their motel. En-route we chatted, which gave me a real sense of comfort. The guys told me where they were from, how long they would be in my town, and remarked they liked to play piggy. Arriving back at their hotel, which was in a major building in downtown, we rode the elevator up up to the 40th floor and entered their suite. 'Man', I thought, 'what a nice place' but honestly I didn't have time to take in the suite (or the view) because I was fixated on a sling that was set up in the middle of the room, a huge thick plastic sheet under it protecting the carpeting. My anxiety level rose, and sensing as much the guys rubbed my back, both giving me a hug, as one of them casually remarked "We would only do what you want, and certainly not force you to do any thing you don't want to do" in a voice that calmed my concerns. They got me a drink vodka and soda from the mini bar, and with our drinks, moved outside onto the balcony to smoke a joint and catch a smoke. They were touching me and groping me while we finished our drinks and i was thinking wow this is hot and i actually feel very horny thinking two hot guys both uncut going to fuck me i a sling. we went in side and they said how do u feel? I replied man i feel very funny and horny, good was their answer. they asked so u are right with us using you for our pleasure and i agreed yes. one guy stripped off and went to the chair putting on his leather chaps gloves and harness, while the other guy kissed me nuzzled my neck spitting in my mouth and undressing me. when he was undressed the other guy came over and took over doing the same thing to me while the he went and got undressed and changed in to leather. man I was so hard and horny my knees were week and i was felling like wow this is surreal. they made me put on a pair of their underwear stained after making me sniff and lick them and sad our last boi wore these that's why there is a whole in the arse and they stink of piss. they walked me in to the bath room and in to a huge shower forcing me to my knees an making me take their cocks in turn sucking them and forcing me to drink their piss. while i sucked one guy the other pissed in my hair and all over my body then changing. there was a knock at the door and one of the guys went to answer it and with much conversation and laughing I was unaware of what was going on. the guy pissing in on me asked how i was felling and I felt him know i was feeling fucking excellent and he said that was gr8 to hear as the G was working. I said oh is that what this feeling is. he said lets go and he walked me of after he rubbed in his piss and lightly dried my hair t his bedroom. he put on a mask wit no eyes and said relax. with that he pushed me sorta roughly to the bed and i was thinking oh fuck what have I done. i felt him put bands on my wrists and ankles and the bands made metal sounds, i knew instantly what it was. he joined my ankles together and put my legs in the air and my wrists in front of them and clasped them together. so now i had my legs in the air and my wrists in front keeping them up and pulled towards the foot of the bed and a big plastic wedge shoved under my arse. I was left alone i guessed as I heard a door shut quietly. it seemed like ages but I had this way euphoric feeling happening and it was a good feeling mixed with anxiety. in the back ground I could hear music and laughter by not only the two guys but a few more and could not discern how many. the door opened and I sensed some one beside me and smelt ripe cock. it hit my lips and I opened my mouth to receive yet another ripe cock lots bigger than before. once cleaned it was removed and I was give a bottle with a rubber tit on it to drink from the substance was warm and salty. it was all I had so I drank it and with in a few minutes i fell really weird. and another uncut cock in my mouth . this was so strong i did gag and the guy said good man I been saving my ripe cock for a pig like you for 7 days. with that he removed his cock made me drink from the tit bottle and the original guy was at my ear. he whispered to me saying that not only was there two other guys there but another 5 were cut an wanting to join in. i hesitated still felling like fucking horny and he noticed and said listen we wont do anything you don't want to just say no, that is the word for out. ok i said feeling a little better . he said listen this will make you feel better make your cock rock hard and u will relax, it will sting like a needle prick cause that is what it is. Instantly I knew what it was and thought oh fuck what have you done. before that thought was the tourniquet was applied the jab done and released. man I coughed like shit. they fed me the titted bottle and let me be for a minute while they spat on my u lifted arse and finger it, saying good man that's a real good man......... Inserted from <http://bugshare.net/cgi-bin/discus/board-auth.cgi?lm=1273804959&file=/2063/530348.html

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.

Wow, this night was memorable... this 20-year-old black guy was online yesterday evening, when I almost lost hope of any hook-up, he chatted me up. His profile said "Safe sex only", which I normally do not answer, but I was horny as hell, and his pics were really good so I said to myself, "well you can sacrifice yourself for that". He was really eager to come over to my place, and I finally said OK - it took him about 20 mins and then he rang my doorbell. This guy was really handsome - black, not very tall (good for me - I am not tall either) and a stocky, muscular build. Nice face with lovely lips, that begged for a good french kiss... which took about 2 seconds before our tongues were fighting... Long story short - clothes off and straight into the bedroom... his wonderful cock was hard as a rock - so I gave it some good attention... started licking his shaved balls... continuing up the shaft... ohhh it was vibrating... and his moaning told me that I was successful... Both of us stating we were versatile, I stood up and looked in his eyes... he pushed me gently backwards onto the bed, and I automatically lifted my legs... he came down on me and I could feel his rock-hard cock in my ass crack... kissing, licking his lips got him moaning for more.... he was playing with the dick in the asscrack, and I could feel the wetness of a LOT of pre-cum - not only in the crack, but also on my hole. I reached for my poppers and took a deep hit - this cock wasn't small, and I am quite tight. Also, I took the condom and showed him... he looked me in the eyes and I could feel his cock head slowly coming into my hole... Well I've been here before - guys saying they want safe sex only and then being real cum pigs... so I resisted a bit - clenching my hole to squeeze his cock head out... making sure he really wanted my ass bare. He licked my lips, thrusting his toungue inside my mouth and the cock... again slowly penetrating. For a 20-year old, he was really taking it easy (typically they just ram their cocks in and fuck like rabbits).... I understood he wantd to enjoy himself... So I let him in - his face, his sounds, they told me how pleasurable he found it... I now decided, tonight I am a bottom only. This young man's cock was deep inside me, hard as hell, and then he started slowly to pound me....ohhh those long strokes, the feeling of his large cock head in and out of my hole.... and then hitting the spot, making me pre-cum like never before... my cock was positively oozing, and I usually have very little pre-cum. But I didn't just lay there - I worked his cock with my ass, wanted him to have a good time, too... milking him with my ass muscles... and finally, my first reward of the night - heavy breathing and "man I am going to breed you!"... he pounded his cock into me really hard - god it hurt so good - and released the flood of cum.... I felt his cock pumping, pumping, pumping...so much cum, I could feel it coming out.... Man... I was really relaxed... I thought he was going to slide out of me, deflating, but - no! He stayed inside. HARD! And then he said, with a soft voice: "now, daddy .. it's time to fuck you really good"... ( I usually don't go for the daddy thing, but what the hell - this was so hot)... I have now been pounded virtually all night. My ass is not as sore as I would think - His cock was really compatible. I have 4 loads in me, huge loads all of them - thanks to the endurance of this young man - and feeling my pretty loose ass hole now, I can feel the wetness of his loads... and they taste good too. Now I am going to take a shower and go to sleep ....

When I'm stuck at work, like I am pretty much this entire month, I'm always wishing I was ass up in a seedy motel taking one load after another in my cunt instead of doing what I'm doing. I end up daydreaming about being spermed by anonymous cock to the point that I can't get anything done. So to try to get back on track, every time I think of something I like about being a cumdump, I'm going to jot it down and publish it in a list here, 5 at a time, so that can try to get and get back to work. Feel free to comment and/or add a few of your own favorite things, top or bottom. SOME THINGS I LOVE ABOUT MOTEL PUMP AND DUMPS: 1. The sound of the cracked door being pushed open. 2. The sound of a belt being unbuckled. 3. The heat of my own breath as I keep my face buried in a pillow. 4. The feel of a stiff cock against the inside of my thigh as a top starts aiming for my hole. 5. The smell of cum that starts to fill the room after the 5th load or so. That's just for starters ...

Ahh interesting info, I didnt know they had that kind of data now. On the second part, it constantly amazes me how little people talk about status. Not that asking is always going to give you a correct answer, but it does start a dialogue. On that note I flipped with a 19 year old a week ago, we both came inside each other, and kept in contact a bit since then. It was only today that he asked me, "oh btw you are neg right?" I reassured him, but also told him he should consider PrEP. Hoping and luck are terrible ways to prevent HIV.

Yes, I love being somewhat scared by a top! The perfect situation for me is a rough, hung, muscular top... I'm a bit nervous when I go over to his place, he strips me, manhandles me, throws me around a bit, takes what he wants, pushes me outside of my comfort zone a little, hurts me a little and generally makes me his fucktoy. Afterwards I wanna feel dazed, confused, ruined, unsure of what exactly just happened But as others have said, I do have limits and I expect those to be respected. I also never wanna feel like I could be a victim of a crime. Everything should be consensual.

Ignore it, he always posts exactly the same things, making it sound like getting HIV is like winning a new car. Being honest it sounds like you are going to do it no matter what, so you might as well protect your self. Go on PrEP and have the fun without the worry of HIV. There is a PrEP forum on here for more info.

Glad I'm not the only one into this. Would always prefer to get a load fresh from the top--I like when a guy just wants a fuckhole and knows he's seeding me up. Before I started taking loads, I would save the condoms the guys had used to cum in, just to know I had their loads. In some ways that was nice, because I could see the different amounts different guys would cum in (it's hard to tell how much cum is getting shot into you without seeing it, especially with a new top). That changed though when I started going home more often. One of my bros had apparently started fucking because I found his magnum condom in the trash, absolutely full of cum. Must've been like three times the normal volume. I wanted to know how that much cum would feel inside my hole and I knew he didn't have anything, so I emptied the condom inside me. From then on I was hooked. I would look for his condoms all the time and absorb as much of his cum as I could. Wasn't long after that I was finding dudes to fuck me and begging them to just cum inside.

That sounds like a super hot night huntingcub! I can understand why it was the hottest fuck you have had to date. Wow!

Breeding Cumpilation 07 http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=Hvo3b-G195-#.VH6RVTGjP0s

Yes it would certainly be nice if we could just hit onto a specific geographical area!!

Missionary in a sling with my ankles and arms strapped in, and my hole is fully exposed and out of my control.

Dad walked in to the room very quickly and gingerly looked me over. "Last night was your meet and greet with the family. Tonight I'm gonna show my baby boy how much I love him." He turned around and left, but within minutes Jason the servant came in. " I'm going to help you get ready for tonight. First we need to get you fed." With that, we went into the kitchen where he had some fruit and juice ready. Fuck, after last night I just needed to eat something, anything really. While I ate, Jason gave me a really nice back message. That really got the kinks from last night out. Then I noticed that hat I was only in my jock. I decided to look for my clothes, but couldn't find them anywhere. "Jason, have you seen my clothes?" "Yeh, they're in the wash. Dad doesn't really want you wearing more of a jock here anyhow." So, I just sat back down and finished eating. After that, I just went back to bed as I was still tired from the night before. I never really fell asleep, just sort of laid there and watched TV. Jason tended to my every need. I was thinking to myself, damn this is a good life. Asking Jason where Rocky and Alex and the other guys were, "They headed home this morning. Dad is pretty proud of Rocky since he has his first anal orgasm last night. But, you know, they don't live here. Come on, we need to start getting you ready." I followed Jason into the bathroom. He had already drawn a hot bath for me. "Get in, let's get you cleaned up". So I undressed and climbed in, but as I did so, I couldn't take me eyes off of Jason. I had never really been drawn to more feminine guys, but damn he was beautiful in an exotic way. He slowly, almost seductively undressed. But when he got totally undressed, he had no cock cage on his small shriveled peanut size cock over what was clearly a scar where his balls had been. "How do you get away without having a cage?" I wondered. "I don't need one. Without my balls I make no testosterone, so I don't get hard. Sometimes Dad or one of your brothers will fuck me, but not much happens with my dick. I just dribble a bit. Once a year, Dad allows me to have a shot of short acting testosterone to get hard and jerk off. He always does it on the anniversary of his unbanning me as a reminder of what I lost." He reached around and unlocked my cock. Slowly, I started to get hard, but it wasn't instant like it would have been in the past. "Looks like your body is slowly getting used to the cunting" he said, " you will eventually crave only anal orgasms and get hard only when Dad commands it. See, you're only slowly getting half hard now." Damn, he was right. But, I sort of figured that he didn't take the cage off for an educational lesson. Soon enough, the razor appeared, and within minutes the only hair on my body was on my legs and my head. Jason had shaved the rest of it off. "Now it's time for you to get clean on the inside" Jason said while grabbing a towel for himself and pulling the drain plug on the tub. Then he grabbed a cup of ice water to shrivel my half inflated cock so that he could put the cage back on, but instead of the cage I had been wearing, Jason grabbed a new, smaller one. "It's to help you forget to associate sexual pleasure from your cock. This one is so small that you can't even rub in it. If it makes you feel better though, Rocky is getting the same thing today too." With that he put the cage on, stuffing my cock in. Sure enough, it was uncomfortable as fuck. Then, Jason turned around and left me to do the internal cleaning. When I was done, I put on the clean jock he had left me. With the old cage, the jock clearly showed my caged dick under it, with this new cage it looked like I was as fixed as Jason...except that I had a full course of testosterone flowing through my body (although not as much as most of my juiced up bros) and that meant that I had some serious needs. Then I went back and hung out with Jason for a bit, mostly making small talk and waiting for Dad. Soon enough, the phone rang. It was Dad sending for me. Jason told me to head for his bedroom, which I did. When I got to Dad's room, he was laying back, blowing a few clouds, watching some hot porn, and jacking his enormous cock. My eyes immediately fixed on his cock. "Calm down Cheyenne, you're going to get it soon enough. Tonight is not about primal pig sex. Tonight is showing a Dad's love for his boy. We are going to go slow and easy. After what you have already done, it will seem pretty basic." I climbed in bed next to Dad. I could feel his strong arms pull me in next to his immense hairy chest. It was a total contrast to my hairless body. He just chewed on my ear, grabbing my nips, which felt almost like an electric arc every time he did. He passed the pipe to me, "Have some, but take it easy. Remember you have to go home tomorrow." Pretty soon, Dad was munching on my hairless cunt like it was a five course meal. By the time Dad slid his cock into me later that night, my cunt was so loose and sloppy from his munching that it just felt right and amazing at the same time. We must have fucked for five or six hours, but I had barely hit the pipe, and certainly no slams. During the whole time Dad had not even touched the front of my jock. He totally ignored my locked up boy cock, but damn, his huge cock inside of me more than made up for it. After he had came for the third time that evening, he pulled out and rolled over, digging aimlessly in a side table drawer. He rolled back over, handing me a toothbrush. "Shove that into your cunt and scrub until it bleeds. Do it for Daddy. Show Dad how eager you are to have his DNA in you." I did as he asked, and it didn't take long before I was showing more than a little pink. Dad eagerly watched me the whole time, slowly getting rock hard again. After I handed him back the toothbrush, Dad said, "That's how most of your brothers were pozzed. With that very brush." Then he slammed his hard cock back into me balls deep. This time he didn't hold back, but fucked me mercilessly. I was moaning like a bitch in heat, and pretty soon, I felt that "gotta pee" feeling again, which was soon flowed by another anal orgasm. I soaked the front of my jock through. Dad just looked and grinned, " Seems like my boy likes Dad's cock." He slammed into me hard and was flooding my guts with his toxic seed for a fourth time. After that, we curled up and fell asleep. The next day I had to be up and ready to head home. Going to Atlanta became an every other weekend trip for the rest of my senior year, but as April gave into May, I was still testing negative. "No son of mine is gonna reject my DNA" Dad said. By mid-May, I was getting concerned that I might be part of that 1% who don't seroconvert, no matter what. On my mid-May visit, I asked Alex if there was anything else I could do. My Dad and my brothers had been fucking me every other weekend, with dozens of toxic loads every time, and still nothing after months. If I wasn't poz by summer, there was a good chance that I might not be admitted to the family. "There is something that you can do, but it's pretty drastic. I'll talk to Dad, and if he approves, we will do it tonight." Alex said. That night I was expecting an evening of profligate pig sex, but when I got cleaned up and into the basement, no one other than Rocky was there. " Come with me, we are heading upstairs." And I followed, more out of curiosity than anything. We went into Dad's bedroom. There was Dad, Alex, Rocky, Jason, and myself in the room. Everyone but me looked serious. "Have you had any drugs, Cheyenne?" Dad asked. I responded that I had not, which was the truth, as I wasn't going to lie to Dad and possibly end up like Jason. "We have dumped gallons of toxic cum in your cunt, son. Nothing seems to take. You have to make a decision as to whether you really want to be part of this family. Tonight you will either become poz or leave here forever. Do you understand?" Dad asked of me. I nodded, but wasn't really sure of what he meant. "Jason, go sit down next to Cheyenne. Cheyenne, I'm not sure if you know this, but all of us are on meds of some type to control out HIV. Not enough to have us shooting blanks, also known as undetectable, but none of us have a super high viral load. The exception here is Jason. As part of his unmanning, he also went off of meds. He has the most toxic viral load around. But, I'm not going to give him testosterone and have him get pleasure from his dick by fucking you. Besides, it would be an insult to you to have a eunuch fuck you. What we are going to do is use this syringe to remove 2 cc of his toxic blood from a vein and hand you the syringe. If you want to be part of this family, you will, on your own volition, take the blood and slam it into your own vein." I just nodded. Shit just got serious for sure. But, he carried Dad's DNA just like my brothers. I looked over as the syringe slowly filled with the crimson blood. Dad handed my the syringe while Rocky tied a tourniquet above my left elbow so that my veins shot out. I just stared at it for a second, and then shakily, I took the needle and slammed the blood. Dad and both brothers grinned ear to ear. Jason just sat there. I didn't feel any different. I got up and walked around. "Head for the basement boys, we gotta milk that neg seed out of Cheyenne for the last time." When we all got down there, Dad removed my jock and cage from my dick, but left Rocky and Alex's on. He gave me a shot in my dick and I was instantly hard as fuck. Then Dad slammed me and told me to start fucking my brothers, with just one caveat. I was to pull out and dump my seed on the floor, which is where he though neg seed belonged. I dumped seven loads on the floor that night before my dick went down and Dad locked my cock back up. "Hope you enjoyed that boy. The next time your cock sees any action will be when you bring a neg boy home that is acceptable to become your brother and y'all move into your own apartment, where you can fuck all you want, so long as he takes my DNA." The next weekend I felt awful, had a fever of 100 constantly, and generally felt like shit. It didn't really matter, since Dad and most of my brothers were in Chicago for IML. I did call Alex and told him what was going on. "Congrats lil bro, sounds like you're going to earn your tattoo pretty soon." I just stayed in bed and was miserable, although I did drag my ass to school since it was the last week of my senior year. After about a week, I felt better, and on my next trip to Atlanta, which as the first of June, Dad took me to get and HIV test. The outcome was a foregone conclusion. I had slammed 2 cc of of poz blood with a viral load of over 2 million. Probably a bit of overkill. The test was positive. More to come...Cheyenne gets his tattoo, begins his college career, moves to Atlanta, and lures an unsuspecting jock to become his little brother....

Yesterday morning was cruising online for loads when a safe only fuck buddy hit me up on a4a. We haven't fucked since I actively started taking loads a year ago because I totally avoid condom tops these days. But I was super horny and he is super hot (black, 26, 6'2'', buff and built, big thick 8.5 inch uncut dick) so I said why not and he came over. Ass up on all fours on my bed I tempted him one last time saying I'm neg and clean but he wasn't having it and slipped on a stupid rubber. Still, he fucked me hard and rough, choking me and being super aggressive. He came in the condom after about 15 minutes. After that I was super horned for some actual bare dick and cum. I hit up another hot top fuck buddy of mine (black, 30, 6 foot, huge perfect 9 inch cut dick) who was free and cabbed it over to his place. He always fucks me raw and cums deep so I knew I was about to get an assful of nut. True to form he fucked my throat first then picked my legs up, threw them on his shoulders, and rammed my cunt deep for about 30 mins. I was in pig heaven, huffing a brand new bottle of extra strong poppers. He threw me on my stomach when he was close to cumming and blasted a massive load deep in my pussy. I left without cleaning up and felt super slutty walking down the street with a cumsloppy hole. I hit up a guy I've been talking to on a4a for a while now and he was finally available. He's about 30, 6 foot, big beefy built black guy, about 8 inch dick. Cabbed it over to his place, walked in and stripped and got to work. He fucked my throat really aggressively for a couple minutes then wanted to fuck. I flipped over on my stomach and he slid into my hole. He kept calling me a slut and a whore and a pig for having such a sloppy cumfilled hole. Love when tops talk like that. After about 10 minutes he blasted my cunt deep. After that I walked home and was so fucking horny so I took a huge hit of poppers, started pushing the loads into my hand but they leaked all over the bathroom floor so I got down on all fours and licked them up. Cum was everywhere and I started jacking off using the cum and assjuice as lube. Didn't take me more than 2 minutes to shoot. All in all a very hot slutty Sunday.

Got a taxicab from city centre gay village where my coach had pulled in. Driver was an older Pakistani guy about 50 kinda stocky. He asked if I had enjoyed the boys and then laughed. I took a chance and said my favourite was Asian men in particular Pakistani men. He went quiet for a while; got to my house he helped me in with my luggage and asked if he could use my WC. Whilst he was there I stripped off except for my boxers and Pissed about doing laundry. He came down I paid the fare and he looked at my ass all the time.he then asked if I liked him?I said yes and seriously pulled out his shaven cock and I went down and sucked him he had great girth after a while I asked if he would fuck my arse he said yes and I bent over the kitchen unit and he just pushed in my hole. No lube no spit no mention of condoms after a while and adjusting I was enjoying it; he said he was coming and I tightening my ass muscles he shot his cum deep in my arse and collapsed on my back for a minute.He then gave me his taxicab name and number and told me to ring if I needed a cab at discount.

Guy from BBRTS hit me up this afternoon, he was only in town till 10 tonight, asked if I wanted his poz load. I said yes, that I got out of the gym at 6. He said that worked great and gave me his hotel address. I got off work, hit the gym and then texted him. He told me not to shower to just come over. I got there and he's a 29yo black top with a swimmers build. Very handsome guy. He also had a HUGE cock. Probably 12" easily. I couldn't get it all the way in my mouth. Come to find out he's deaf, which was pretty hot. He had me suck him and get him lubed up, he fingered my hole (not my favorite, but alas) then he had me get on my knees at the edge of the bed. He slowly worked his HUGE cock inside me and started to pump me. We were both hitting the poppers and he was giving me a great pounding! Damn, he was fucking me like his cock was average but it was far from it. He kept pounding and it felt amazing, well he started to pick up speed and kind of grunting, I could tell he was close so I clampped down on his cock, and that pushed him over the edge. He filled me up with his poz seed and then laid on my back. He pulled out and then I thanked him and got dressed and left. Headed to the ABS b/c I still wanted more. Saw a short latino guy, cute. He went into a booth and I followed. He pulled down his pants and he had an average cock. But he fingered my ass a little and then turned me around, spit on his cock and slid in. No talk of condoms, status, etc. He fucked me and fucked me for about 20 minutes before depositing a fucking huge load inside me. I was shocked. He said I was so tight, and I didnt tell him about the previous guy. He pulled out and left. I'm home stroking my cock now. Great night.

Well, I have a head start on a lot of the guys who are just in their 20's, so I hope they understand they have time to catch up <g> I came of age in the early 70's ( thanks to a dirty old man who was the small town post master) He could barely get half hard ( yeah young'uns- this was in the stone age before Viagra) so I was often fucked by a green plantain or a metal cigar tube. Disco was getting going, and even in upstate NY gay bars were opening.I went to college in the city ( NYC) and kept a loose tally back then.By the time I was 21 I had tracked almost 2500 loads in me-oral or anal. By the time I hit 30, I had taken more than 3500 loads, and since a lot of my action was in bookstores or gay movie theaters ( ah, the old Adonis and Gaiety theaters in Times Square area) or the baths I figured most of the loads were from new guys- not a lot of repeats that I knew of. I dropped into a 19 year relationship and that really toned down my sex life and loads from strangers- but since breaking up in 2000, my sex life has rocketed and I now can account for about 8,000 different cock passing through my throat or ass

So I used again... I was back in the bath house, saw this good looking guy with a great chest and started blowing him, hoping to get him to fuck me. He had a hard time staying hard and blamed it on the crystal, so I mentioned that I had just started using it and had only done it a couple of times. He offered me some and we smoked a bit - he shotgunned me several times and I took half a dozen pulls off the pipe. I told him I was a little wary of doing too much and he assured me I was okay and gave me a little more. We messed around a little more, trading blow jobs and working each other's nipples, then parted ways. He never did get to fuck me, but I hope the next time he can. He seems like a filthy guy, and I gave him my number. Really hope to hear from him. I greased up my ass and stood in front of my room with my towel over my junk, which is usually 8 inches, but not that night, This hot, dark skinned guy with a nice chest walked by - we exchanged looks and I backed into the room and he followed me. I blew him for a couple of minutes - he had a nice size dick and a tight foreskin. I laid down on the bed and asked him to fuck me. He entered me sort of slowly, but soon was pounding away. We were kissing as he unloaded in me, and I collapsed on the bed. He was concerned that I didn't cum and asked me how I wanted to cum. I told him that I came almost as soon as he started fucking me, but didn't want to stop him, as I wanted his load. When he left, I stood outside the room again and this skinny, short young black guy walked by. We locked eyes as he walked past me. I felt him come up behind me and caress my ass, sliding a finger into my slippery, loosened hole - ALWAYS wanted a guy to do that! It's like I'm just some fucking object he can do whatever he wants to! We went into my room and I sat on the bed to blow him and when the towel came off, I got a big surprise - a VERY nice sized dick - probably around 9 inches. I blew him for a few minutes and then laid down on my side, which is my most comfortable position to start iinl He fucked me like that for a littlw while, then laid me on my back and climbed on top of me and fed my ass his cock - very nice - he went DEEP. He finally laid down on his back and sort of pulled me on top of him, without ever taking his dick out of my ass. I sat on his cock and he went all in - you know when you feel that ache in your lower belly, when the guy goes really far in? It was a glorious, dull ache. He thrust all the way in, hitting all the right spots, and unloaded me. It was an excellent night. Believe it or not, I haven't let that many guys come in me - probably less than a dozen and NEVER two in one night. I always found getting fucked a little uncomfortable. But it is MUCH better bare, and especially those few times I tried Tina - it really loosens me up and drops my inhibitions. Getting loads is a new experience, and I fucking love it. I am going down to DC in January (I live in NYC) for a few nights and hope to find someone who can help me get a little fucked up so I can collect a whole lot more than two loads! Hope to have another story for you then.

I started off as a right condom queen until i begged my first bbc to fuck me raw. Since then I progressed to undetectable poz guys to basically any guy that wants to give me his load. Raw4life!

Nothing better than poppers and poz bears.

I actually did the math, or a guesstimate of the math. I took my first bare load at age 11, but I don't start counting until I was actively and voluntarily having sex - at 14 with a bud. Between 14 and 16, I had 9 different guys, and remember every one. At 16, I was able to get into adult movie stores in my state, and that's where I started to lose track and have to guestimate. Between 16 and 17, I averaged 1 a week. More at the beginning of 16 and less at the end of 17 because of saturation of the market - there were only so many guys fucking in a bookstore within driving distance. So that's 104+9=113. at 18, I moved to St. Louis for 6 months and discovered the baths. 3 a month for 6 is 18 +113=131 Then to Houston for 9 months. Plenty of guys in Houston, and I lived a block from the nearest gloryhole and 1/2 mile to the bathhouse. Became a regular, and probably fucked every top in the city! This is me in my early 20's twink mode with a love of hot daddies. And there was no shortage of daddys and papis in 1980's Houston! Another 5 a week (and I am not kidding, it was amazing!) for 36 weeks is 180 + 131=311. Connecticut for 18 months. Apparently, very few people have sex in Connecticut, or if they do, I could not find them. 4 total in 18 months, all lousy lays. I'll hold at 311 ' cause they were that bad. Then to Manhattan for 2 years. Ah, the city, with Times Square in the 80's, the Anvil open and incredibly active, bathhouses galore, and private parties making the rounds on rudimentary BBS systems. 3 a week for 104 weeks is conservative, but there was saturation even in the city, and there were a few weeks where I was ill, or out of town (but usually still looking), etc. 312+311=623. Memphis. Low volume, no baths, no bookstores, but high, high quality and super busy truck stops. 1 a month for 16 months. 639. To New Orleans, home of the Phoenix, the Corner Pocket, Decadence, and one of the greatest baths I've ever visited and an endless supply of tourists. But I have to divide it up. Year One: easily 125. Year two: 75 year 3: 1 (in love again). Year 4,5:0 year 6: 75 (we start fooling around) year 7: 175 (we travel just for sex tours and pull as many as 10-15 a night sometimes, test poz) total: 451+639=1109. So I hit 4 figures when I was living in n'Awlins, but he could have been from anywhere in the US, Brazil, Mexico, Canada (Montreal or Toronto), St. martens, Italy, France, England, Germany (Berlin), Amsterdam, or Barcelona. Believe it or not, but we struck out in Portugal, Ireland, Scotland, Malta, Croatia, Greece, and Luxembourg (where I most wanted to get topped just for the absurdity of it!) back to Louisville and domestic bliss. But also tremendous sex. I still find at least 1 new one a month....and when we travel, it is always to a city with great opportunity. Let me tell you about the Slammer in L.A., the hottest sex club since the Anvil! Nights in the sling, days in the back darkroom getting topped by dozens of anonymous guys. Awesome!! I am on meds, but dont tell my partners that unless they ask. Instead, I play up the poz angle, and it really turns guys on!

Just because we're all twisted pigs, here's a picture of me immediately after doing my biggest-ever slam just a few hours ago.

PS - Beware the muscled masters that set up several new profiles daily (usually at times when the admin/owner are asleep which would be nighttime in San Diego). These are all fake, they attempt to move contact to skype where they set a task to prove loyalty which is the set-up of a paid profile on another site from where they get your card details and empty your account or max out your card. As soon as admin or the site owner spot them they delete the profile. They also operate on Recon & Barebackcity.

CHAPTER 2 – THE POOL PARTY Dalton’s family has a private backyard with a large pool—or mostly private, anyway. Our two houses are perched next to each other on an embankment that juts out from the street like a natural cul de sac, effectively separating us from the other lots in the neighborhood. A fence runs along our shared property line, and we planted a thick grove of trees to give both houses a greater sense of seclusion. Not that it matters. Brian and I are voyeurs, so “seclusion” is a relative term. Before Dalton moved in, we lived next to a family of five, and the Dad was a silver fox type who would jack off in the Jacuzzi when he thought no one was watching. We discovered it by accident: one summer evening, we happened to be fucking a boy under the stars when we heard a sharp grunt from our neighbor’s house. We sneaked over to the property line just in time to see the silver fox climbing out of the hot tub, his impressive erection still at half-mast. The next evening, Brian and I cleared out a few spots in the foliage where we could have an unobstructed view of our neighbors’ backyard without fear of discovery. Then we sat next to the fence and waited, passing the time by jacking each other’s dicks; before long, I was wrapping my mouth around Brian’s thick shaft while he worked two fingers into my fuckhole with generous globs of Tina-laced lube. My ass began pushing back on him, squeezing his fingers as if trying to swallow his hand. Finally, he pulled me off his dick and fed me the fingers he’d been working into my hole. As I slurped greedily on the taste of my chemmed-up guts, Brian stared into my eyes with his trademark combination of adoration and amusement. “Oh, my hot little piggy,” he whispered, “I sometimes forget what a trashy little chemwhore you are.” “Not only that,” I replied. “I’m your trashy little chemwhore.” He flashed an evil grin before sliding his fingers back inside my hole, this time working a little rock of T into the liquid warmth already radiating from my ass to my cock to my nips. At last, when I couldn’t wait any longer, I removed his fingers from my ass, positioned my hole directly above his precum-slick cock, and lowered myself onto my man’s throbbing shaft in a single hungry downward thrust of my hips. Just then, as I was fully impaled on Brian’s twitching raw cock, the silver fox walked onto the adjoining back patio. Within a matter of seconds, he dropped his bathrobe—revealing a muscular mid-40s physique with salt-and-pepper fur—and sank into the hot tub. His head fell back; his mouth dropped open. And then his right shoulder began to shake as he beat his meat, unseen by us, beneath the surface of the water. Almost by reflex, I began milking Brian’s dick with my hole as I watched our neighbor stroke his cock. Then my husband wrapped his arms around me and began thrusting up into my hole, my entire body trembling in anticipation as I braced for a load of his warm poz cum. Moments later, we heard the silver fox grunt—the same grunt as the night before. And as we watched, he pushed his hips and his cock above the water, letting his cum fly in a thick spray from his fat mushroom head. Three distinct ropes of jizz flew into the air, then down into the froth of the Jacuzzi. And that’s when I felt Brian’s raw dick pulsing and flexing deep inside me, flooding my tweaked fuckhole with a fresh dose of his potent strain. Over the next two years, the silver fox jacked off many more times while we watched from the bushes. We started calling it “the late show,” and we caught it whenever we could. Most of the time, I sat on Brian’s dick when the silver fox started cumming, and Brian obliged with another buttful of poz seed. In fact, it became such a regular ritual for us that when our neighbors moved across the country, it was almost like our favorite TV show had been canceled. We shouldn’t have worried. As it turns out, the real show was just about to start. * * * Jesse secured us a spot at the pool party. He explained that the adults weren’t really expected to swim—they mostly sat around drinking and talking while their kids played in the pool. When the day of the party arrived, Brian and I chose tank tops to show off a little muscle and fur. We also wanted Dalton to catch a glimpse of the bulges in our board shorts, so we boosted the profile of our packages by wearing cockrings under tight white jockstraps. We arrived when the party was in full swing. As we passed through the sliding glass doors and entered the back patio, I saw Dalton on the opposite end of the pool, lifting himself out of the water, his swimsuit clinging tightly to his ass while a cascade ran down the muscles of his back and splashed against the elastic of his waistband. I glanced over at Brian, and I could tell he saw the same thing. His eyes, like mine, were glazed over with pure hunger for that hot little stud’s hole. The hostess—Dalton’s Mom—took us through the crowd, introducing us to people we didn’t care to remember. (We did, however, run into a few of Dalton’s football buddies, all of whom would look fucking fantastic buck-naked and spread-eagled, trussed up in our sling and forcibly impaled on anonymous poz cock.) Finally, our hostess waved to Dalton, who was chatting up some bitch by the pool. Must be Melissa, I thought to myself. I hope she’s enjoying that boy’s dick, because she might not be getting it much longer. I watched Dalton strut our way, his tight pecs leading the rest of his body in a cocky little bow-legged stride. Meanwhile, his wet swimsuit clung tightly to his cock, confirming the presence of a thick, fleshy piece of meat between those muscular legs. He gave both of us the once-over. And as he did, his expression changed: he didn’t grow visibly uncomfortable, but his face went oddly blank. “Dalton, these are our new neighbors. Meet Brian and Tom.” “Hey,” Dalton said noncommittally, holding out his hand for a quick shake. “Hey, buddy,” Brian replied. “Great party.” Dalton nodded vaguely. “Yeah, it's pretty cool.” An awkward pause. Then, turning to his Mom: “I need to grab another burger.” “K, hon,” she said with a pained smile. “There’s plenty of food, so eat all you want.” As Dalton walked away, quickly regaining his confident strut, she turned to us and shook her head. “Sorry about that. I swear he used to have manners.” “Oh, it’s fine,” I assured him. “Teenagers, you know?” I glanced back toward the barbecue, and caught Dalton looking our way again, his face still impossible to read. “He’s a little freaked out by us,” Brian said a few minutes later, leaning in close to me as we sat by the pool. “Definitely,” I replied. “Freaked out and fascinated. Poor little faggot.” * * * By that point, our dicks were straining against the fabric of our shorts. We needed release, and our first chance at Dalton wouldn’t come for another week at least. So when we were introduced to Charlene, a bottle-blond cougar who’d recently divorced and taken up with a much younger personal trainer named Jace, I saw the opportunity to let off some steam. Jace was clearly dumb as a post, but I didn’t mind—after all, that’s what muzzles are for. He was in his mid-20s, furry and scruffy, with a chiseled body that showed through his tight T-shirt. And from the moment I looked in his eyes, I had no doubt he was at least bisexual. After chatting him up for 10 minutes or so, I found what I was looking for: a pretext to get him back to our place. He said he was really into the Fast and Furious series, and I told him we’d just bought an imported box set that included tons of never-before-seen footage. Would he like to see it, maybe even borrow it? Of course he would. (Do we own any of the Fast and Furious movies? Of course we don't.) I winked at Brian as Jace and I slipped away from the party. Leading Charlene’s trophy-jock across the yard, I showed him through our front door and closed it firmly behind us. Then he and I stood in the entryway, staring at each other for a good minute or two. No mention of Fast and the Furious. We just stared. My cock twitched in anticipation, then twitched again. Finally, I glanced down at my crotch, gave my dick one more giant twitch, then looked back at Jace. With no change of expression, he simply dropped to his knees, pulled down my zipper, and fished out my rock-hard cock. It glistened with a layer of fresh precum. Opening his mouth wide, he engulfed me, sucking greedily and noisily—an experienced cocksucker for sure. I reached down to the small of his back and snapped the waistband of his shorts. He took my cue: with both hands, he gave his shorts a firm downward yank, exposing the muscled curve of his ass. My dick responded by drooling a long, thick rope of toxic cum into his mouth. “I need to fuck you,” I growled. He paused to consider. “You clean, dude?” My favorite dumbass question. “Of course,” I said with a smirk. “OK, cool—but you still gotta wear a rubber.” “No problem.” I grabbed him by the shoulders and guided him to his feet as I pointed toward the bedroom. “Now go get naked and wait for me on the edge of the bed.” Without even nodding, he did as he was told. Meanwhile, I grabbed the Tina-laced lube and followed him, shedding my clothes as I went. Entering the bedroom, I found Jace wearing nothing but a backwards ballcap, on all fours, his back perfectly arched to expose a clean-shaven, wide-open hole. I was a little disappointed that such a hot, furry boy would shave his ass, but then I remembered that a lot of closeted “straight” boys do that—they don’t seem to realize that pigs like me often appreciate a man’s hairy butt, especially when it’s dripping with piss and sweat and seed. “Look at you and your little shaved pussy,” I said to him, and he whimpered in reply. “You shave this because you hope some stud will mistaken you for just another bitch, huh?” Another whimper. “I bet you jack off thinking about a nice fat dick filling your cunt the way it needs to be filled. Don't you, boy?” He wagged his butt up and down, as if to say fuck yeah. “Of course you do, you fuckin’ faggot. Now listen, bitch: I’m gonna lube you up. But this lube is special—it’ll feel a little warm at first. It might even burn. That’s just how it works. Sort of like Icy Hot, you know? It’ll relax your ass muscles. Cool?” He nodded his head, his jockbutt still bobbing up and down eagerly. I scooped up a thick glob of our magic pig-lube with my right hand, spread his fuckhole apart with my left, and used two fingers to firmly push a healthy dose of greased-up chems into that eager, defenseless cunt. He tensed up, probably feeling the burn, but I just stayed inside him, rubbing his lower back with my free hand, slowly rotating my fingers to work the T into the lining of his hole. After a bit more squirming, he gradually exhaled in a low, guttural moan, and I felt a radiant warmth pass across the skin on my knuckles. He pushed his ass back against my fingers, taking me deeper. I grinned triumphantly: mine. As I removed my fingers, he yelped in frustration. I laughed. “Don’t worry, boy—I’m just putting a little more grease for your hole.” I scooped up an even bigger glob, this time with three fingers, then pushed all three into him, massaging his quivering fuckhole as he made a sound that was almost like purring. Then I pulled out again, and he reached back to spread his cunt wide open. “Patience, fag, patience. My fingers can’t get far enough inside you. If this lube’s gonna do your hole any good, it needs to penetrate further. That way you’ll be totally ready for my cock.” I reached into a side drawer and pulled out a needleless syringe that I’d prepared a few hours earlier by dissolving a strong bump of T in a little bit of water. (I always try to have at least one fully prepared booty bump on hand, just in case.) “You want to get lubed up nice and deep, bitch? Want to get your hole all good and ready for my dick?” He answered with a wordless groan. “Good answer, pig.” I inserted the plastic syringe as far as it would go, then pushed the plunger to deliver a giant payload into his guts. He arched his back even more as I pressed gently on his tailbone, letting gravity do the work of priming his hole for pozzing. As the drugs seized control of his brain, his butthole started quivering. I rubbed the length of my dick along that hungry musclebutt; he responded by burrowing his head deeper into the sheets and spreading his legs a little more. “Oh, and one more thing, pig,” I said to him, pressing my mushroom head against his taint, “I don’t use rubbers. Ever. And if you insist on a condom, you’re not getting my dick. Understood?” He reached back and spread his hole a little wider. “You just spread your hole for me. Does that mean you want me to bareback your hungry hole?” No answer. “Tell me, pig,” I said, grabbing a rough handful of his hair and pulling his head back. “Do you want my raw cock?” “Fuck dude, whatever,” he said, his voice shaking now. “I don’t fuckin’ care. Please shove your dick in me.” “Not sure I heard that, pig. Say it again.” “I don’t fuckin’ care. Please give me your dick. I need your fuckin’ cock, bro.” “You want my raw cock to slide in you, pound you bareback, and fill you up with a load of my seed?” “I’ll do whatever you want, fucker. Just please, please give me your dick. I can’t believe how fuckin’ hungry I am. Please feed me, dude.” “Feed you what?” “Cock, cum, anything. Seriously, bro. I’m begging you.” I grinned. “Good boy. Now brace yourself.” He exhaled—a sigh of relief. Meanwhile, I held his ass in place with my left hand. With my right, I slid the head of my cock inside his smooth fuckhole, just holding it there for about 10 seconds as I lubed his butt with some of my toxic precum. At last, with no further warning, I pushed the entire length of my raw dick into him. He let out another deep sigh as his starving cunt spasmed against the skin of my shaft. “You like this raw cock inside you, boy?” “Fuck, dude. Please pound my hole.” “You got any plans tonight?” “Yeah. Just with my girl.” “I want you to cancel. Got it? Cancel your plans.” “Whatever you want, bro. Please just fuck me.” “I’ll fuck you—don’t worry. But first you need to do what I say.” “Absolutely. Whatever you say.” “Alright, boy—then here’s what we’re doing. We’re getting dressed. We’re going back to the party. We’re saying our goodbyes. You’re cancelling your plans. And then you’re coming back here to get pounded by raw dick all night long. Are we clear, faggot?” “Fuckin’ A. Yes, dude.” “Don’t you worry, boy—your patience will be rewarded. I promise you that.” As we talked, my cock kept twitching deep inside him—and with each twitch, his wide-open hole absorbed another little dose of my virus. He would need as much viral lube as he could get, because in a few hours he’d be at the mercy of Tristan, our merciless dealer. Tristan was full of surprises, but one thing was certain: by the time he got his dick in this boy’s slammed-up hole, Charlene would definitely need to find a new personal trainer to fuck. MORE SOON...

I have 3 hot black fuck buds -- 8", 9.5" and 10.5" -- the one w/ 10.5 is my favorite (and not just because of size) he has probably fucked me a hundred times over the years and is a sensual, hot top man, who can fuck all night and also turn and enjoy being fucked. Two of them joined my hubby and I for drinks and a fourgy last night -- 3 hours of hot indoor/outdoor sex and multiple load swapping...everyone fucked and got fucked and lucky me received 3 loads in my hot hole. Fantastic fun - Interracial sex rocks!!

Fuck it. I woke up so horny for a raw cock as I had not been fucked for four days as my BF was away, and I had been busy with work, so I decided to go out hunting for cock. I had a shower, cleaned out, and put extra lube up my ass, just to make sure I could take what ever came along. I drove to a known rest area, parked, and noticed a couple of trucks - but no cars, so I was not expecting anything, but I walked off towards to picnic areas but did not see any one, so I went further into the woods. Still I saw no one, but by this time I was horny as hell so thought Fuck it. I undid my fly, pulled-out my hard cock and slowly wacked off. Leaning against a tree, eyes closed, enjoying the pleasure of a wank. I heard a crunching noise, but I was too horned-up to put my cock away so I carried on. Next thing I knew a hand was helping me wank off, I let out a moan then before I knew it I was being kissed by a bearded chap. As we kissed he slid his hand down over my butt and I made it easy for him as I undid my jeans and pushed them down. He got his cock out and guided my head down where I found he was hard and his balls were on display due to a metal cock ring. We moved around so he was leaning against the tree, with me leaning over sucking him off hoping to get that cock up my ass. All of a sudden his hands fixed on my head as he pushed his cock all the way down my throat. I thought he was going to cum down my throat. Holding me there, knowing I was stuck I felt something slide into my ass. It wasn't the big cock I wanted but it was a cock, and boy, once the second man started, he fucked like a jackhammer. Once the first man knew I wasn't going to object, he released my head as I go fucked from both ends. Soon it all ended with the second man shooting his cum inside my butt. Then I got a mouthful of warm cum which pushed me over the edge and I shot my load. As I recovered from this, the two guys had disappeared. I reached down to pull my jeans up, and felt something run down my leg. I did not think too much about it as I had put plenty of lube up my ass and thought it was that, but as I walked back to my car I knew it was more that lube. The thought I had been fucked raw by an anonymous man made my cock rock hard again, and eager to get more cock up my ass.

Bob is a regular at our bareback parties. For a long time he had been bugging me to set up a gangbang for him. I told him it is not easy to set up a gangbang, as so many times the tops will find a hot boy and take him home and forget all about the gangbang, where he would just be one of many tops sharing a boy. But I gave in and told him I’d do it, if I could set it up in advance. I decided it was best to schedule it for a Friday about 8 PM. Friday so that I get the tops fresh after work, probably with full balls from not having fucked during the week, and 8 PM so that they don’t find someone else before the gangbang begins. I knew that many tops flake on parties and gangbangs, so I invited twelve in hopes of getting six. I set the date about three weeks out, so the men wouldn’t plan anything else after they said they would show up. On the night of the gangbang, I had Bob come over right after work. I told him to shower and clean out, and while he was doing that I stripped and watched him clean out with the hose. When he said he was clean, I got in the shower with him and turned him to face the wall and told him to brace himself, and I stuck my cock up his ass and gave him the load of piss I’d been saving up most of the day. We all have our favorite enemas, but mine is a piss enema, as it is enjoyable for both men. Pissing up his ass got me excited and my cock got nice and stiff in his ass, so after I had him full of my hot piss, I began to fuck him to stir the piss up and be sure he was washed out. I was enjoying the hot piss fuck, but I pulled out and told him to shit, and he sprayed yellow piss all over the shower. There was no shit mixed in with it, so he was clean. I turned him around and gave him a kiss and told him to dry off and head down to the playroom. I got dried off, too, but there was no point in getting dressed. In the playroom we have a sling, a fuck horse and a fuck table. Tonight I wanted to use the horse. We all enjoy sling fucks, but I wanted Bob to be in a position where he could get fucked good and hard, but still be able to easily suck up the next top and clean off the dick that just bred his ass. I told him to get on the horse and we set it up to the correct heights so that his ass was at cock level as well as his mouth. Then I told him to relax until time to get started. When the first top arrived, I told Bob to assume the position and the top went to remove his clothes. I intended to be the first and last load, so when Bob was ready, I had him suck me up and then I squirted some lube up his hole and greased my dick. I popped his ass open and slid home and began a gentle fuck, which we were both enjoying. When the first top came down I told him to get his dick sucked up so he could be ready as soon as I was finished. He didn’t need any further prompting, he just walked around stuck his dick in Bob’s mouth. Bob was enjoying being spit roasted with a dick in each end. I was getting into it and could tell this fuck wouldn’t last much longer. Bob knew it, too, as he was biting down on my dick with his ass muscles. The other top was holding Bob’s head steady and fucking his face. My dick got hot as my balls drew up, and I slammed my dick in hard and held it deep so Bob could feel my cock spasm as my cum spewed in his ass. Then I began to fuck him again, feeling the cum filling the area around my shaft as I went flat. When I pulled out the other top did, too and he walked around back and rammed his cock up Bob’s ass and began to hump him, turned on by the hot suck and watching the fuck. I stuck my cock in Bob’s mouth and let him suck it clean and taste the cum that has been deposited in his ass. Then the second top showed up, so I told him to fuck face till it was his turn, and he did. When the current top planted his load, they exchanged places, a dick was cleaned off, and another one began fucking ass. And that was the way it went; I was correct, I had six of twelve tops show up. I urged each to stick around, have a beer and see if they wanted to go again, and most did. Of the six tops, four fucked him a second time, and two were able to get off a second load. I loved seeing his hole dripping with cum as each top would pull out, and we were able to keep him on the bench, constantly being fucked, for two hours. After I’d shown the last top to the door, I went down and found Bob still on the horse, too tired to get up. I told him to stay there and went around and offered him my cock to suck up, and as tired as he was, he did it. Then I walked around back and slid my dick up that cummy hole. My pubic hairs were sticking to his ass and the hairs on my legs were getting covered with the cum running down the back of his legs. So I pulled out and got a towel and cleaned us up just a bit, and told him to lie face down on the mattress on the floor. I got on top of him, my legs outside his, and again slid home in that cum tunnel ass. I pulled out and used the cum as lube to jack off until I was close, and then I got in him and bore down on his prostate as hard as I could until I managed a final cumshot in his ass. Then I rolled him over, got over him in 69 position, and let him suck my dick clean while I sucked him off. He was so turned on by all the fucking and having an ass full of cum, that it didn’t take long for him to spew in my mouth. I snowballed the cum load and shared it with him in a long kiss. Then we headed to the shower. He had brought along a butt plug, as he wanted to save and savor the cum in his ass, so I didn’t get to give him another piss enema in the shower, but we had fun washing the cum off each other and making out in the shower. Then we dried off and he headed off to supper while I got ready to prepare mine. I don’t think I’d ever seen a bigger smile on his face, and looking in the bathroom mirror, I discovered one on my face, too. Maybe we should do this more often? Jerry Prince 11/26/13

I had been to Hawk's Gym several times but never indulged in bareback sex there until I was introduced to the lowering of my inhibitions by using poppers. I met a really hot guy there, about 35, 6' 190lbs smooth with a sexy treasure trail (which I have a weakness for). We were both hanging out in the video room and it wasn't long before were making out and his hand was running into my towel and into my ass crack. He pulled his towel off to expose a nice 7" medium thick cock that was equally attractive as he was. I couldn't resist blowing him right there in the video lounge while about 8 other guys were watching. I don't usually like playing with other guys too much in the public areas because too many other guys feel like they have the green-light to join in. I'm really enjoying working on his beautiful cock and balls as he is now fingering my ass crack. He is coaching me on verbally to work his cock while he takes my towel off revealing my ass to the crowd in the room while I'm bent over servicing him. When I come up for air I can see in the mirror all the other guys in the room staring directly at my ass crack which my new friend in conveniently spreading open for all the viewers as they stroke their cocks though their towels. I tell my friend let's go back to my room where we can play in private, because I'm really wanting this guy's dick in my ass. He said "I have a better idea". He jumps up off the bench grabs my hand and pulls me out of the video room giving me just enough time to grab my towel but not enough time to put it around my waist. We walk about 25 feet down the hall with him pulling me by the hand with me dragging my towel and he turns into this dark doorway which I previously thought was a storage closet. It was completely dark and I couldn't even see my new friend who still held me firmly by the hand. We take a few steps toward the center of the room and I realize that we're not in the there alone. I can feel and hear bodies moving but I can't see anyone's face, body or even shape. The room is hot with sweat and reeks of the smell of sweat and sex. My new friend leads me to the back of the room and pushes me down on a bench and places his hand on the back of my head and his cock in my mouth for me to continue blowing him like I was in the video room. Between the smell of sex and sweat, the sounds of other people in the room having sex, and the lack of having any vision in the darkness made me extremely hungry for my friend's cock. What I didn't know then was that I was about to become much more "hungry" When I first sat on the bench I didn't know there another level to it and there was someone sitting directly behind me on the upper level until he reached down and started playing with my nipples and rubbing my chest and telling me what a great cocksucker I was as I was blowing my friend standing in front of me. I could tell my friend was getting close to cumming from my oral assault on his dick when he pulled me up by my armpits and spun me around and pushed me down on the bench, my knees landing on the lower level of the bench and my face landing in the crotch of the guy who was sitting behind me and my ass sticking up facing the center of the room. As he positioned himself standing behind me I heard him spit into his hand a couple times and rub it into my ass crack. I couldn't believe this conservative looking guy I met all of 20 minutes ago was thinking I was going to let him fuck me bareback in a darkroom with my face buried in another stranger's crotch. As I turned to tell him this wasn't going to happened the guy on the bench in front of me turned my head back toward him and said "here, this will help". I was somewhat happy to hear that because for a brief moment I thought he was going to offer me a condom and some lube but instead I felt a glass bottle under my left nostril and closing my right nostril in said "breathe in deep". Caught unaware I inhaled just enough of the vapor to feel a warmth and a light headiness. It took me a few seconds to realize what had just happened and by that time he had held the bottle under my right nostril and told me to breathe in much deeper. From my head spinning from my first dose I was lacking good judgement not to obey so I inhaled deeply and from that point I was past the point of return. My friend behind me knew the man on the bench had me spinning on poppers and I couldn't say no now. He lined up his cock on his target and heard him spit a couple times and I could feel his cock head work his way bareback into my now willing hole. My head was spinning, my heart was beating fast, I felt a rush of warmth all over and a hunger I'd never felt before. The guy on the bench was now working his thumb in my mouth and making me suck on it. My friend behind me was just about to get balls deep with I heard him tell the guy in front of me to "give him another hit". With that the guy held the bottle under my nose and this time i knew what to do. I inhaled deeply and I felt another rush and my friend behind me must have known when the rush would take over because that's when he started slowly fucking me. My friend in front of me now had replaced his thumb in my mouth with his cock and I began sucking it as the guy in the back was picking up his pace in fucking me. His long fucking strokes had now turned into shorter faster ones. to be cont'd...

A few minutes go by and I see a reply from Bob, "Bring that ass over here and put it in the air!" Clicking reply "On my way". Closing my laptop I get up and grab my wallet and keys heading to the door I realize I am just in shorts and a tshirt, but what the heck I am just going to head over there and take em off anyway. As I am driving over my mind starts to wander about what is about to happen. I know I had been thinking about this for a while now, but would I have even asked him if I weren't so worked up now? To this day I don't know the answer to that question. I find myself driving into the neighborhood and my mind wanders back to the second time I came over here following this same route. How nervous I was. Almost backing out. That thought doesn't even cross my mind this time. I truly enjoy the times that Bob and I have together. Pulling up in front of his house I see the front door is already open. walking up the sidewalk I see the screen door open and there is Bob standing there completely naked. His thick cock sticcking straight out greeting me as I get closer. He smiles and says "Great evening for a good fuck huh?" "Yeah I say, it definitely is." Walking in the door I reach out and wrap my hand around his cock. "He's ready to go huh?" "Yeah he's wanting to fuck that cute ass of yours! Get in the bedroom, get those clothes off and put that ass in the air boy!" He smacks my ass as I walk by him. I head down the hallway to his room already taking my shirt off, shorts follow as soon as I get into the room. Turning I see him behind me he's already got the lube in his hand. Kneeling before him I grab his cock and open my mouth to take him. slipping my tongue around his head licking over his slit, hearing him let out a low moan as I take as much of that cock in my mouth that I can handle. "Damn boy, I always forget you suck a good cock too, gonna hafta let you finish one of these days. I want to fuck that ass tonight though. Get up on that bed and point your ass at me!" Standing back up "Yes sir". "You really want me to cum in you?" "Yes I do, it's something I have been thinking about and wanting to happen for a while and I want you to cum in me." "Okay then, get on the bed and lets get that ass fucked and filled!" Turning around I climb on the bed, grabbing a pillow I put my face in it and raise my ass. "Thats it boy, you know your place. I'm gonna fuck that hole." I feel his thumb on my ass lubing me up and then his thumb inside of me pushing in and out. pulling it out of me I feel the head of his cock replacing it. His hands on my hips as he starts to push into me. I feel his head stretching my hole open and that familiar burning sensation as my ass starts to open for this girth. My inner ring resisting his cock. "Open up for me boy, take my cock!" Feeling him grip my hips tighter he pushes even harder. I feel myself start to open for him. My ring slowly opening, feeling head go past and then he's buried in me. "Yeah thats it, take my cock. DAMN! you have a nice ass to fuck!" He starts to move in and out of me, my hole opening for him even more, the burning going away and being replaced with the feeling of his cock moving in me. Moaning how good it feels to him. "Yeah, you really have the perfect ass for fucking. Grips just right and feels so good. You letting any other guys fuck you?" My head immediately comes up off the pillow. "What?" I say. "You let any other guys feel how good this ass is for fucking?" "Ummm no. You're the only guy I let fuck me" "Hehehe well I'm not going to complain about that, but its a shame that you don't let other guys feel how good this ass is." With that he continues to fuck me. grabbing my hips he starts to really pound into me. My hands are gripping the comforter on the bed, I hear myself letting out little grunts everytime his hips meet my ass cheeks. He continues this for a minute or two. I can feel my legs start to shake from the postion he has me pinned in. Easing up he starts into a slower rythm. "You want my load in you boy?" "Yes please" I reply back. reaching under me I start to play with my cock and balls as he continues to fuck my now sore hole. reaching up higher I feel his cock sliding in and out of me touching my now tender hole from the poudning he gave me. I feel his balls brushing against the back of my hand every time he pushes in. I reach down and start to fondle and massage them. I hear him let out a moan. "You ready for it?" "Yes!" He strokes in once, then out, then buries himself in me. My mind is going crazy thinking "THIS IS IT! You are going to have another man cum inside of you!" I hear him let out a moan and I feel his cock twitch in me, then I feel (honestly feel) a wetness in me. He moans again and I feel the twitch and more wetness. "Oh DAMN! that feels so good" I hear him saying. My own mind is screaming. "OH MY GOD, I feel it. I feel his cum in me." He starts to move slowly in me still moaning (as I am guessing he is still cumming, but can no longer feel it). I do feel a different sensation though as he starts to sroke in and out of me. I notice that there is not longer any friction. His cock is just sliding in and out of me. "Oh my god! That felt so good!. You truly have the sweetest ass for fucking! And it felt so good to shoot in you." "That was truly hot man." I reply. I feel him pull his cock out of me. Then his hand smacking my ass. "You are always welcome here, always. Did you like me cumming in you?" "Yes" I reply. "It was very hot and I seriously enjoyed knowing you got off in me."

***Let me preface this part of my journey by saying that yes I do hook up with a woman in this part of a story. But it really does tie into what happens later in the evening and I think its worth powering through it. **** Over the course of the next year Bob and I would continue to get together not as frequently but when the timing would work for us. It was also during this time that I would be going through a divorce (suprisingly having nothing to do with my Bi lifestyle) and moving out on my own. Living the life of a divorced father, kids one day a week and on the weekends. I would spend most of my evenings hanging out with friends for happy hour and dating on and off. I found myself home one Friday evening, not really in the mood for the bar scene laying on the couch watching a movie and drinking a few beers. Just relaxing and enjoying a quiet evening. The problem with that though is you tend to think about things and my mind was thinking that I needed a little action and the little head was agreeing. The problem was I wasn't sure for what though. My laptop was open on the coffee table, reaching over to grab it as I sit up on the couch opening the Internet browser it brings up my last few pages I was on. My email, Craigslist, and MH. I log on to MH and see a few emails, I check them and see one from Bob asking how I am doing and hoping to get together soon. I see that his icon is lit up so he is online. I click on reply but sit there staring at the screen, not really sure if that is what I am wanting tonight. I close it out and bring up the CL tab and see its still open on the W4M section, looking I see all the normal fake ads knowing that answering any of them will just fill my inbox with spam. I get out of there and open the M4M and start cruising the posts, but nothing is sparking my interest. So at this point I am starting to realize I am definitely in the mood for some female companionship. I open the M4W posts and see what the guys are posting and getting an idea of what I might put in an ad. (honestly never having posted one in the M4W before). I see they are not much different than the M4M ads guys with their junk hanging out looking for women. Clicking on the post an ad link I start to type what I am looking for. Now I have my preferences and they run towards a thicker woman so my post generally commented on looking for that. I clicked post and that was that. I honestly didn't expect to see anything from it and just figured I would be breaking out the lotion later to get myself off. I put my laptop down and went back to the movie and opened a fresh beer. About 30 minutes go by and I look over at my laptop and see my email is loaded up picking it up figuring I should delete all the spam I have waiting for me I start to click on the emails without even opening them and just trashing them, as I am going down the list I see one that catches my eye. "Are you really looking for a BBW" as the subject. Opening this one I start to read. If you are really looking I am too. Let me know. Clicking reply I start to type. Yes I really do like a bigger woman, Skinny girls just are not my thing. Very interested here, let me know. Clicking send I go back to deleting all the other spam in my inbox. After trashing them and my inbox refreshes I see a reply back from her. Yes I am a bigger girl so hope that is okay. I'm not fat but definitely not skinny either. I am really only looking to get my pussy ate tonight. not really wanting to get fucked. If you are up for that let me know, if not its cool too. IF you are interested can you send a pic? Clicking reply I start to type. Well was hoping for a little more, but I would love to help you out. I do love to go down on a woman, and I like to think I am good at it too . Here is a pic of me, can I get one in return? A few minutes go by and I get a reply back. Very handsome and I hope you are good at it, I am very horny and really needing a good licking. Here is a pic of me. If you like and want to do it, send me your address and I will come over. I open the attachment with her pic and my cock immediately gets hard. One she is just HOT! but the kicker is she is hispanic. I have a major weakness for hispanic women. I click reply, WOW you are very beautiful and yes I am very interested, adding my address I click send. Another minute goes by and I get her reply I am pretty close to you now and am familiar with your Apt complex. Will be there in about 5 minutes. My heart is racing with what has just happened. I honestly never thought I would get a real response to my ad and really just expected to end up stroking one off tonight. But then shes only wanting me to give her oral so odds are I will be anyway. I jump up off the couch and start looking around making sure my place isn't too messy, running back to the bedroom and looking in there I see all is normal. Bed made nothing on the floor. (Remembering I have OCD when it comes to these things) I start to relax a little. I hear a knock on the door and my heart starts pounding again, I can hear it in my ears. My palms immediately start to sweat as I walk over to the door my mind racing. What if I just told some Physcho to come over and I'm gonna get a bullet in the head when I open the door. (I seriously had never done anything like this from CL before). Looking through the peep hole I see her standing outside my door. My hands shaking as I unlock the dead bolt and door handle, I open the door and shes standing there smiling at me. "Well" she says "Good to see you match the picture you sent" Standing back I invite her in. She walks in and heads down the little hallway to my living room turning to look back at me she smiles again. "You're a shy one huh?" "Ye Yeah" I stammer. She laughs "And nervous too huh?" Laughing a little "Yeah just a little bit". Shutting the door and moving into the living room also. Getting a good look at her. She is pretty short 5'2" at the most and a little on the chunkier side but she has the most beautiful face and eyes. I can't keep myself from staring at her. Looking at me she says. "Well I will admint I am nervous too, I don't normally do this kind of thing, but I am really horny and really wanting to have a guy lick my pussy. I probably should have asked this sooner, but you are disease free right?" "Yes" I reply. "I am disease free and to be honest this is the first time I have ever posted on craigslist. I didn't really expect to get an answer to my ad." Smiling she says "Well I was nervous answering your ad, but my horniness took over. And sorry for my attire, I just left the gym otherwise I would be a little more dressed up. I did shower at the gym though." "No problem I say, as you can see I am in shorts and a T-SHirt and wasn't really expecting company." "Well I am really horny, you ready to eat some pussy?" smiling up at me as she says it. "Absolutely" I say in return. She turns and starts to walk down the hall towards my bedroom turning to go in. Me following, I say to her "You're pretty familiar with where my bedroom is." I hear her laugh. "I have a friend who lives in the complex same layout as yours." Turning into my room I reach over to turn on the light, but she stops me. "No leave it off please, I know you said you like bigger women but I am a little self conscience of my body." pulling my hand away from the switch and looking at her. "I was very honest with you about my preference, and I truly love the looks of a woman that has curves on her, but lights off is okay with me. I want you to be comfortable. Besides my eyes are adjusting anyway." "Okay" She says. hooking her hands in her waistline she starts to pull her pants down. "I hope you are going to get undressed too, I know I said no intercourse, but would love to see you without your clothes on too." "Sure" I say, "I have no problem with that." starting to remove my own clothes my eyes never leaving her as she finishes undressing. Pulling my shirt over my head I look back at her and see her there standing next to the bed. Her beautiful olive skin showing in the light that is filtering thorugh the blinds on the window. I finish removing my shorts and underwear standning before her, my cock sticking straight out. I see her staring at me, looking me up and down. "I will be honest with you, I have never been with a white guy before. And I have to say you are very handsome and I am very impressed. Maybe if things go well tonight I will get a chance to feel that in me." "I really hope so" I say. "You ave very beautiful and I have to be honest. I have always been attracted to hispanic women." Smiling at me she replies "Oh you like the latinas huh? you been with many?" "No" I reply, "I actually haven't. I just know I have always been attracted to them." With that she climbs up on the bed and lays back on my pillows, spreading her legs open. I stand there (with my mouth open I think) looking at her beauty. Full breasts moving down over her slightly plump belly further down to her shaved smooth pussy. I can see it glissening with wetness already. She crooks her finger at me and says "Get over here and eat me baby, I really need to cum bad. Come taste this latina pussy!"

So over the course of the next year and a half Bob (as I learned his name to be) and I would get together on a pretty regular basis. At least once every other week if not every week. It was usually pretty much the same set up. One of us would send an email asking if the other was available and then I would go to his place, undress in the living room and walk back to his bedroom. (I found out he liked to watch my ass as I walked in front of him). Then him telling me to get on the bed and point my ass in the air. With the exception of a couple of times it was always ass up and him standing at the end of the bed pounding my hole until I would either get too sore, or he would shoot his load all over my back and ass. The two exceptions were after fucking for a while he wanted me to flip over to fuck on my back. Now I have to say that both of those times were pretty hot, watching him with my legs in his hands as he pounded my hole mercilessly. Both of those times he pulled out and shot his load on my cock and balls. As I said earlier most of the time he would pull out and shoot on my back, but there were times he would be fucking me for 30 – 40 min and he would have to pull out because my hole was just too sore from his girth. This happened during three back to back sessions and I was starting to think I wasn't doing it for him anymore so after about 30 min I asked him to pull out. I turned around and asked him. “Am I doing something wrong? Seems like I can't get you off anymore. If you need me to do anything, please let me know.” He looked at me and started laughing. “No No. I don't think I will ever get enough of that sweet ass you have. Here's the deal. I always like to blow a load before I go to work, now I would prefer to be fucking your ass when I do, but if I don't hear from you or see you online by a certain time, I will go out to the patio and stroke one off. It just happens that the last few times you hit me up I had just shot one. Now I am never gonna turn down a chance to fuck you. You are always welcome here.” “Oh I said. Well that makes me feel better, was starting to wonder if my ass was too loose now or something. I mean you have definitely stretched it out.” Laughing. “I am surprised how quickly you can get hard if you had just came.” “Boy” he says “Just thinking about fucking your ass makes me hard” I will always fuck it when you are wanting it.” Putting his hand on my shoulder he said. “Tell you what, I know I can get another load out if I stroke it, how about we go out on the patio and stroke our cocks together, both of us shoot a good load in the nice weather we're having.” “Sure” I said, “sounds good to me.” Following him out of the bedroom down the hall and into the kitchen area. He points me to the basement stairs and says “After you.” I head down the stairs and into the basement. Looking around I see the couch and entertainment center, looking back I said. “I remember that spot” He laughs and says “Yep, gave you your first lesson in taking a thick bare cock right there.” Walking over to the back patio door he opens it and I walk outside with him following. “Such a nice day out. Perfect for stroking outside huh?” “Yeah I reply. Love this weather and glad the winter is over.” He walks to the middle of the patio and grabs his still hard cock and starts to stroke. Walking over next to him I grab my own cock and start to stroke watching him the whole time. Working his cock with his right hand his hips thrusting forward, head thrown back, eyes closed. “Yeah” he says. “Won't take me long to get one out. Won't be much to it since I came already but will definitely be some” His hips thrusting faster as he strokes that thick piece of meat. “Oh yeah I am getting close” he says. His hips going back an forth like hes still fucking my ass. “Fuck yeah its coming.” Then without even thinking I drop to my knees in front of him and stretch my mouth around his cock. “Fuck yeah!” he says as I slide my mouth down him taking as much as I can. Tasting my ass on his cock. Then without warning I feel the first spurt of cum shooting in my mouth hitting the back of my throat and gagging me a little. Sliding my mouth back I lift my tongue a little and catch the remaining shots in my mouth. “Damn that feels so good” I hear him saying as I swallow the load that is still in my mouth. Slowly moving up and down his length. Putting his hand on the back of my head he looks down at me and says. “Fuck wish I knew you like to swallow sooner. Wouldn't have wasted so many loads on your back.” Taking my mouth off of him, “Well to be honest it never even crossed my mind until you were getting ready to cum.” Just had the overwhelming urge to see what it tasted like.” Laughing he says “Well never be shy, you can always swallow my cum, just let me know before I shoot it on you.”

North Park here. Always looking for ass to breed

Not to be outdone, if you come up short on ex porn stars in Palm Springs, come east and hang out in Ft Lauderdale-( well, Wilton Manors specifically)- seems like every bartender or waiter here has a film history LOL. And the few who don't probably are trying to break INTO the biz

PART 4 I spread my hole for Beau -- my head buzzing, my nips tingling, my knocked-up butt radiating hunger and heat. He swaggered toward me, his eyes nothing but pitch-black pupils. He grinned and let out a low, menacing laugh, then walked right up to my hole and positioned the flared-out head of his raw cock against my neg cunt. I'd never felt such an intense need for dick. As he teased my butt, my head dropped back, my mouth dropped open, and I let out a guttural moan. My torn-up hole pulsed outward toward his dick, trying desperately to swallow it whole. "Listen to me, pig," Beau said, rubbing his cock along the edge of my cunt. "Are you listening?" "Fuck yeah, I'm listening," I said, looking him square in those black demon eyes. "This slammed-up cunt of yours? It's gonna take a deep injection of my virus. Then Jake and Beau will massage my infected cum into the walls of your little jockbutt by pounding you full of a few more poz loads. And do you know what happens then?" "No. What?" "We pimp you out. We've already put an ad on Craigslist saying that there's a poz-friendly bareback newbie with his ass in the air, waiting for loads. And just before those twisted pigs start showing up to add their virus to the mix, we're gonna slam you again. You want some more Tina in your veins, slampig?" "Fuck yeah, dude." "You love that slam, huh?" "It's fuckin' amazing. I love it." "You've got my poz blood running in your veins now. You want my poz dick, too?" "Please." "Please what?" "Please destroy my hole with your fat raw cock." "Yeah?" "Fuck yeah. Please make me your poz brother. Please." "You got it, pig." And with that, he shoved in. The curved thrust of Beau's dick burrowed past every natural defense I had -- the muscles in my butt gave way to this beautiful cock dripping a steady stream of virus. And as he fed my aching slam-hole with his twitching dick, I felt a total weightlessness in surrendering to this man: his taut stomach muscles, his square-jawed cockiness, his biceps expanding and contracting as he administered a hole-annihilating butt-fuck. My cunt belonged to this young stud, and the walls of my torn-up butt gave way to his dick like molten wax. If taking a gut-ful of his poz sperm meant that I would be a little more like him, then I wanted every infected drop. I don't know how long he pounded me -- it could have been five minutes or five hours. I just stared into his black eyes and rode the euphoria of the chemicals rushing through my bloodstream and the virus gathering in my guts. But finally, the pace of his fucking quickened, and he broke into a grin. "Here comes my poz load, pig. You want it?" "Fuck yeah, I want it. Poz me. Please fucking poz me." "How much virus do you want in your boybutt tonight?" "As much as I can take." "No, boy. Not as much as you can take. You're gonna get a whole lot more than that. I want your cute little jockbutt gushing with a heavy stream of infected seed. And you know what?" "What?" "I'm flooding your guts with my virus...right...fucking...NOW." My hole, hungry for cum, grabbed hold of his raw dick with a velvet grip, and he sprayed his seed across the torn-up walls of my butt. He stayed inside me for a minute or two, until his cock finally stopped twitching. Then he replaced his dick with three fingers. Then four. Then a thumb. Still staring deep into my eyes, he worked his fist inside my butt, using his wrist to massage his infected cum into my bloodstream. And so it went: Jake fucked me again. Then Trey. Then Jake and Beau double-fucked my torn-up butt. Later, as we started lining up strangers to fill my cumhole for the rest of a long night -- I took 19 loads in all -- Beau prepared a new bloodslam. It was bigger this time, he said. And with Jake's fat dick lodged inside my butt, Beau pushed that Tina into my vein once again, and once again I felt my hole radiate with chemical heat as I coughed. Meanwhile, Jake plunged his raw dick into my slampig cunt. "I'm proud of you, boy," he said. "And you know what?" "What?" "I'll be even prouder to call you my poz brother." With that, we kissed, deep and hard. He looked into my eyes, all pupils, dark with pure animal hunger. And then, as I gave him a little nod, and he gave me his wolfish grin, he blasted another load of virus deep into my guts. THE END

Tonight I traveled to the tops' apartments - Got fucked by 5 guys in about 3 hours and got 4 loads... By the last two fucks there was a puddle of cum under where we fucked I had so much in my ass...