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The music is loud… some techno shit… not good not bad… I try to look like I belong in this place… I do not know the language but who cares… I am not here for the talking. In fact the more anonymous the better… I am a traveler. I am staying in this city for three nights and I intend to make the best of it… The moment I arrived I went to the hotel, jumped in the shower, cleaned inside- out, wore my worn out fuck jeans, no under wear, took my poppers in hand… and here I am in a bar at the center of the gay neighbourhood drinking my beer and gathering my strength to go downstairs where I know is the darkroom… I am not invisible… I am tall 6.3 black hair, moustache, with the confidence of an Alpha Top … Well I used to .. in my old days… Alas… not any more… now I know what I am … I am a cumdump… the men who like to breed a real man cunt, sure they have a good time with me… but again some not… no big deal… that’s is life… and I am OK with it… I usually smile, I say “I do not fuck… I like to get fucked and I only do bareback…” And when I say it I smile so no hurt feelings… And most of the guys are Ok with that. So life goes on… And the path of my life brought me here in this seedy leather bar. I see people look at me try to figure out what is the story behind my Mediterranean poker face… But none approaches and I approach no one either. Second beer… The bartender takes the tip with the smile. Europeans do not tip bartenders. “The fun is downstairs” he said in English. “I know” was my answer. No more talk… I went back to my corner. A man around his 50’s was standing opposite of me. Tall maybe a bit taller than me… Beard… Stocky… Nordic… In leather. Intense eyes. He is drinking his beer slowly. Looking at me… I took the challenge and I returned back the glance with the same intensity. His eyes showed nothing. He was good… A silent hunter. That is OK with me… I can wait… I won’t make the first move. If there is any kind of invitation it has to be from his part. That is the rules of the game. And I was right. He approaches me first. “Boy I need to piss… come downstairs… Now!!!” Yeap, he read me right. I followed him downstairs… he took a turn right to one of the booths… waited in the open door. I came closer. He kissed me… He knew how to kiss… Not soft not hard, but with dominance… I felt the taste of the beer. He took my hand and put it at his open fly… Damn… uncut and thick … the way I like it… Not soft but not hard either… He didn’t touch my cock at all… put his hand under trying to find my hole… He found the target easily…. “I’d love to piss in your hole…” “Go for it…” was my answer…. “Let’s find the sling”… We went thru the dark corridors… Men in the basement were walking back and forth from one wall to the other like ghosts… Hunting… for the next pray… for the next cock… for the next ass… I read their minds… They knew I was his… and with his walk in front of me he left no doubts … I was his… There was the sling… unoccupied… Didn’t take me long to take my trousers off… put it on the sling and lay on it… Took his lube… spread it around my hole then all over his thick tool… I was hard… but he stil hadn’t touch my cock.. I was not given permission to touch it either … Took my poppers out….. Nice buzz… He took his too… and then I felt his cockhead pressing my spinster… “Ready boy?” I loved the way he pushed it in… It hurt a bit but it was a nice kind of pain. My eyes locked in his… “Here it comes…” he said and then I felt it… Warm piss in my hole… And his eyes still there locked in mine. And yes a slight smile. There was another buzz … Damn chem piss…. My favourite kind…. “I love chem piss… “ I heard my self whispering while he still kept steel in my ass… “You like slamming boy?” he asked. “I love slamming Sir, but I cannot handle the needle myself… “ I said… “Good… I love slamming my boys…. Do you want to be my boy for tonight BOY?” How sweet of him… he was still pissing in my ass and slowly started to slide his thick cock inside my sloppy ass… He looked like he cared.. “Yes, Sir.... I can be anything you want me to be…” was all I said. And I meant it. “Do you want to be my slam whore for tonight boy?” So strange hearing a man calling me “Boy”… and somehow I felt a kind of peace in me… “Yes, Sir! I trust you…” He started fucking me faster… “You like my dick?” he asked. “Love your dick Sir” I answered back and I meant it. “Do you like my piss in you?” soft voice… taunting me.. teasing me… “Yes, Sir although I make a mess”… “No worries… we are not done yet… I will deliver the deed first... and then some more… we are not in a hurry… Are you in a hurry?” he was fucking me slowly… but not in the way to breed… just the way to feel my wetness inside me… and take the pleasure I was giving him… “No Sir, I am not in a hurry… I am your boy for tonight…” He smiled… nice teeth…. I liked that he was not afraid to smile… Most Tops don’t smile… I guess part of the mask… I don’t complain. I wear my masks as well… but this time I was Ok… I felt safe being a cumdump in a sleazy bar offering my ass to a complete stranger, talking English in an equal heavy accent as mine… And I meant it... I was his boy for tonight… That was clear in my mind… “You know what I want right now?” he asked again with his smooth whisper… “What?” “ A nice slam!” “Here?” “Yessssss while I am fucking you… Do you trust me?” My logic said no… but fuck logic… I took another big sniff from the poppers and instead of an answered I offered him my arm… “Good boy… “ was all he said… From one of his pockets he took one point… without taking his cock off from my ass he found the vein and I felt a small prick… He was good… I knew I was in good hands… I saw how he registered the point, the slight draw back of the blood entering the needle and then he pushed it all in… “There you go boy… fly away…” I heard my self coughing a bit… and then the buzz came like a wave… an electric wave … like flying… I felt like a leaf… ready to surrender on the wind… yes I was moving but it was the motions of the fucking… “Yes… be my slam whore”…. And the fucking became more intense…. He started to speak in his own language… Norwegian maybe? I didn’t care… I was lost in space… I felt poppers in my nostrils… He ordered me to breathe… And then he took four big snorts… The real fucking started…. He was close… “Look at me whore” he demanded… I looked at him … he was so beautiful… and like an invisible mirror I saw I was beautiful in his eyes, as well… I was where I was born to be… In a sleazy bar getting fucked and slammed by a stranger…. “Ready for my poz load, Boy? Beg for my Poz load…. “ “Give me your Poz load” I said. “Louder!!!!” He screamed… “GIVE ME YOUR POZ LOAD” I heard my voice screaming… That was all he wanted to hear…. And he gave it to me… With a bark … Like a wolf… like a tortured demon, he unleased in full force his seed deep in me… The noise of the sling was our only music... and then there was nothing else but our breaths… the ship finally came to port after a fight with the storm… I felt his hands on my lips… I sucked his fingers… tasted his cum and piss and my ass juice… nice… then I felt his hand on my hair… gentle touch… so unexpected... so out of place... so right... “Thank you” he said… “Thank you “ I answered back… “Let’s get some water… We are not done yet… “ Then I knew he was a man of his words… I was his Boy for the night… And the night was not done yet…

Last week I was in Columbus OH. I posted an ad on Craigslist. I got a response from three young guys In a local fraternity. They wanted to see what it was like to fuck a man. I said sure come on over. They replied they had to stop for condoms but would there in one hour. Now the house is only 15 min away so I thought this would be a total waste. I never expected them to show. Well to my surprise in about one hour there was knock on the door. I was getting ready to go out so was surprised. There were three young guys 19. They apologized but still wanted to,play. They all had girl friends but were really looking for a man ass. I got naked and the first one pulled down his pants. I started to suck him and he hit hard immediately. He then went behind and began to rub his dick on my ass. He said they forgot to get the condoms but would I mind he went in bare. I said sure and all,of a sudden in he went. He did not last long when he said he was going to cum. I just pulled him in tight so he could not pull out. I could feel his big dick pulse as he unloaded in my ass. When he pulled out the second one said he was ready. He was huge. With his buddies cum in there he went right in. He took his time and after a while he groaned and came . The third one was a little timid but his buddies urged him on. He went in but did not last long till he shot. After he pulled out I could feel the cum dripping out of my ass. They asked if they coul go again and I siad sure. I got six loads total. My ass was sore on full of young seed. They said thanks and gave me a cell number. Call when back. I will

There was no question I was a slut when I really lost my virginity. But until that night I always got fucked with a condom, no if, ands, or buts about it. I was dancing at a club with friends when I noticed this guy staring at me. He was tall, lean, and blonde. We couldn’t stop staring at each other, and before I knew it he had pulled me from the guy I had been dancing with and we were grinding on each other to the music. Needless to say we ended up back at my place. As soon as he closed the front door we ripped each other’s clothes off, grabbing and sucking as much skin as we could. Ending up on my bed I went crazy when he started fingering my hole. In anticipation I reached into my drawer to grab lube and a condom. “I just need the lube,” he said. That freaked me out. “I only get fucked with a condom,” I said pushing him off. “No glove, no love.” We were both rock hard, so I wasn’t surprised when he took the condom and put it on. He slowly pushed into me, filling me up with what I loved most in the world. Cock. We kissed as he thrust into me, going faster with each pump. Before I realized what was happening he pulled out, flipped me onto my stomach, and rammed back into me. The only thing I loved more than cock was being dominated, so at this point I was in heaven. He kept pulling all the way out and shoving his big dick back in, until suddenly the fuck was just better. I started moaning louder than I ever had before, feeling more sensation than I swore I usually did. Something in me changed then. I became more aggressive, thrusting back, needing to feel his dick rubbing against my hole. We must’ve cum together because we both started howling at the same time. For some reason the inside of my ass felt hot. It was such a turn on! “Thanks for the fuck. Gotta go,” he said pulling out. Before I knew it he was gathering clothes and bolting out my room. I tried following him to the door, wanting to ask if we could hook up again. How could I not after the best fuck of my life? But I got to the living room in time to see the front door slam shut. Sad I’d never get to feel that dick in me again I rubbed my sore ass trying to soothe it. That’s when I felt something wet against my crack. I dug in, trying to figure out what it was when it dawned on me. Taking a look at my finger my biggest fear was confirmed. The jerk had cum in my ass! To say I was pissed off would be an understatement. I noticed the used condom on the floor, and it was empty. I looked at my finger slick with cum when an odd thought came to me. I wanted to lick it. So I did, and I couldn’t believe how good it tasted. I dug my finger into my ass again, feeling just how squishy it really was. Pulling it out I knew I was being dumb, but for some reason I couldn’t help myself. I needed to taste my stealther’s cum leaking out of my ass! After a minute of dipping and licking, I realized exactly what I was doing. Horrified I ran to the shower and scrubbed myself all over, taking extra care to clean my ass. The next day I started taking PrEP to try to mitigate the risk of getting HIV. For a week I was a mess until I got tested, racked with guilt and terror. Terror that I had savored eating cum from a stranger out of my ass and terror that I had been infected with an STD. My tests came back clean, but I knew it would be months until I really knew if I was still NEG. I stayed celibate for a few weeks trying to be extra cautious. But with how much I loved sex I couldn’t resisted a good fucking for too long, so I was extra careful to make sure all my partners were clean and played safe. Unfortunately something was lacking. The first few times I just couldn’t cum. The friction I had always enjoyed while my ass was getting plowed just wasn’t enough anymore. By my fifth hook up I tried something I had been reluctant to do but was sure would work. I imagined myself getting bred, and sure enough I came buckets. After that encounter I was freaked again because I admitted something to myself I hadn’t wanted to. Being fucked raw was soooo much better than being fucked with a condom. It was no contest. But it was also dangerous. I went online looking up the dangers of fucking without condoms to remind myself why I had to forget about the best fuck of my life. That led to me finding the site that would change my worldview forever. Breeding Zone. At first I couldn’t believe what I was reading. People got off on chasing HIV? How could people actually want to be POZ? And stealthing. That was just fucked up. I knew from experience people did that and I was pissed people found it hot. I wasn’t amused when I noticed my own dick was hard reading stories about it. Before long I was obsessed. This whole time I kept hooking up, still vigilant about condoms. But every time I read posts or stories from Breeding Zone, the more frustrated I became. I did not want to use condoms anymore. They sucked. All they did was keep me from feeling the euphoria I had felt when I was stealthed. One day I just couldn’t take it anymore. So I did something I thought I’d never do. I made a profile on a site all about bareback hook-ups, BBRT. I was nervous making my profile. Taking a picture of my exposed ass was awkward, but also the most erotic thing I had ever done. My profile said: New to bareback. Trying to see if I really want it. It wasn’t long before I got responses. Some of the guys were really hot! Unfortunately they were also POZ. I still wasn’t ready to risk getting HIV, so I only responded to guys who were NEG. That first time was like an awakening. I went over to his place, still not sure about what I was doing. I brought condoms over, both out of habit but also hoping that maybe I could talk him into using one. When I got there I couldn’t believe how ripped he was. As soon as we were naked I was worshipping every inch of him, paying extra attention to his dripping dick. I started having doubts about the encounter when he put me against a counter so my ass was facing him. Then he rimmed me, dipping a finger in from time to time opening my hole up, making me forget the hesitation that had been building. But when he pressed his dick to my pulsing hole the need to tell him to stop, put on a condom, came over me. Then he pushed in, and I was officially a bareback bitch. He fucked me hard, making me moan louder than I had since the night I was introduced to the joys of getting bred. “Yea! Come on, harder!” I shouted. “Bred my ass!” “Yea bitch! I’m gonna fill your fucking cunt full of jizz! You want that? Don’t you faggot?” No one had ever spoken to me like that during sex, and to my surprise I loved it. “Hell yea! Cum in my ass!” I couldn’t believe I was begging for his load. Only months before I had been all about safe sex, and here I was screaming for him to breed me. I swore to myself I would never ask for a condom again. I was now a condom free zone, and I couldn’t have been happier. He filled me three times that night, and the next night I was getting loaded by another guy. I changed my profile to make what I wanted clear: My hole is meant to be loaded! Fill me with cum. NEG only. After a few weeks I realized something. I had become twice the slut I was before. While I had been fucked two, maybe three times a week before, I was now getting bred at least four or five nights a week. It wasn’t long before I’d hook up with several guys a night. One thing I was still careful about though was making sure the guys I hooked up with were NEG. Of course with how many hot POZ guys there were on BBRT, the temptation to break my rule was ever present. One night a guy messaged me who had the most beautiful body and dick I had ever seen. I knew I needed to have him fuck me, but before I could tell him to come over I noticed something. He was POZ. True, he was undetectable, but he was still POZ. I started messaging him back, telling him we wouldn’t be able to meet, when I remembered something I had read on Breeding Zone. Guys who were undetectable weren’t nearly as contagious as guys with high viral loads. The truth was guys who claimed to be NEG could be riskier cause if they didn’t realize they were infected their viral loads could be really high. That thought played through my mind as I debated over what my answer should be. Finally I decided. Fuck it. He was worth the risk. So that night I had my first POZ load. Once again I changed my profile: Breed me! There’s nothing I love more than sucking on a hot dick before its shoved up my ass to fill me with hot jizz! NEG preferred. Undetectable guys cool too. With the pool of guys open to me wider, I was soon getting fucked everyday. I started trying new things too. I was hooking up with one guy when he had to stop for a minute to take a piss. I said it without thinking. “Wanna piss in my mouth?” I blushed harder than I ever had before. I was about to say never mind when he grabbed my head, shoved his dick in my mouth and let loose. Gulping his piss down I thought it would never end, and it wasn’t long before I hoped it never did. Not long after discovering a love for piss I discovered another favorite pastime. Glory hole breeding. I had gone to a sex shop looking for some new toys when I realized there were video booths in the back. Curious I tried one out, turned on by the fact that I was watching porn and jacking off in what was essentially a public place. Soon I noticed a hole. Looking at it I wondered what it was for when a huge dick pushed through. I couldn’t believe it. I had found a glory hole! The need to go down on my knees and suck that dick was overwhelming. But I knew better than to hook up with someone whose face I hadn’t even seen. At least I thought I did until I found myself bobbing up and down on it, getting off on the fact that it was the most anonymous sex I had ever had. I whined when the guy pulled away, his dick going back to the other side. I started to get up to leave when I heard him. “Turn around. I want to fuck you.” At first I was alarmed. What kind of guy did he think I was? But my pants were already down and I was horny. For a moment I hesitated. I didn’t even know what this guy’s status was. With how much dick I was getting some were bound to be POZ with high viral loads just accounting for liars, but this was random sex on a whole different level. Bending down to pull up my pants I froze when he stuck his dick through again. That did it. Quickly I stepped out of my pants, turned around, grabbed his lubed up dick and pressed it to my now always lubed hole. Pushing onto him I felt like the biggest slut in the world. I loved it! Matching each thrust I focused on the feeling of his raw dick, basking in the euphoria it always gave me. When he came I came harder than I had ever done so before. It occurred to me my orgasms become stronger each time I did something more taboo. That realization was the nail in the coffin for my transition. Within a week I started to frequent bathhouses, getting as many loads as I could. I put out notices on BBRT and Craig’s List to make sure I’d get as much anonymous dick as possible. Between work and breeding sessions I barely slept. Status no longer became a concern of mine. All that mattered was that a guy had a dick and bred my hole. My BBRT profile now read: I take all cummers! No load refused! Bred me! Piss in me! Share me with your friends and strangers!!!!! Like I said status no longer mattered to me. Before long though POZ guys started to become an obession. One reason was because despite my year of high risk fucking I was still NEG. All the sluttiest guys I had come to know and hang out with were all POZ. I wondered how come I wasn’t too. Whenever I’d meet another NEG slut I’d be amazed I had found someone else like me. Then he’d convert. One night a hot, regular fuck buddy who was also POZ was ramming me deep when he became verbal. “You like that POZ dick, don’t ya you NEG bitch!” I had encountered POZ talk from time to time, but usually it did nothing for me. That night was different. “Fuck yea! POZ me up! Gimme dirty seed. I want to have your POZ babies!!!!” Once again I came harder than I ever had before. POZ talk became a huge turn on for me, and before I knew it I was getting fucked exclusively by POZ guys. The idea of converting was so hot it was all I started to think about. I started begging guys to POZ me, and without realizing it, I had become a chaser. One night I even went to the baths, paid for a room and put a notice on a board saying : NEG Cumdump. All loads welcome but POZ preferred. Help a chaser reach his dreams! My profile on BBRT changed again too, letting the world know exactly what I needed and wanted: Cumdump for POZ loads. NEG whore looking to convert. Bred me with toxic jizz, blindfold me, and let strangers use my hole! Just make sure they’re POZ and with HIGH VIRAL LOADS! I consider my POZ birthday to be the day I was video tapped in a gangbang with all POZ tops. I was in a sling with a mirror above me. I had requested it so I could see every second of my pozzing before I got to watch it on tape. I also wanted to stare at the message I had written on my chest in permanent marker that I planned to have tattooed: POZ PUBLIC CUMDUMP. At least twenty POZ tops were there, each brushing my hole with a toothbrush before they fucked me hard, leaving me their dirty deposit. Throughout the gangbang I thought about my decent and how far I had come. Once I was a normal guy, horny guy, who always practiced safe sex. Now I letting a group of POZ men, most of whom I had never met before being placed in the sling, abuse and rape my hole. As load after load of POZ jizz filled and overflowed out of me, I could only thing of one thing. I was home.

Well here I was, locked in a police cell for the night because of a dumb dare made by some friends who disappeared as soon as the patrol car lights appeared, leaving me with no way back over the fence. (Note to self: get some new friends.) The two cops had been taking a break parked well down the dark alley out of the way like and it would just have to be the alley with the fence and the gleaming virgin wall just itching for some spray paint. Lights, action, caught!!! At least it was a quiet night. I was the only resident of the dark, gloomy holding cell. Half of the lights were broken or just plain missing. Anyhow, damn. I had just turned legal and now I had a record. I hadn't made my one phone call as I was trying to avoid telling my parents I wasn't staying at my buddy Billy’s place for the night but rather that the cops had picked me up while I was out spraying. Laying here on the pallet I found myself horny. I hadn’t had my nightly wank, so I figured 'What the hell? I’m full of testosterone and four wanks a day barely keep my cock down. Oh yeah, I guess I should describe myself. I'm Ben, I’m just 18, I'm 5’5” but definitely a gym rat as I take after my Dad, and he started me early. At 18 I’m packing some serious muscle and a real nice beer can cock. You know the type: kinda short, only 5”, but thick as your wrist and a big mushroom head. Light brown hair cut high and tight like my Dad. Yup. You guessed it. I’m an army brat and nice enough looking to turn heads. I must have dozed off as I was startled when the outside door clanged open and in the dim light I saw a figure walking into the hallway. The glint of his badge told me he was a cop. He turned around and locked the outer door to the cells and walked down the line to the last cell in the row where I was put for giving some bad mouth to the duty officer, practically in the dark. He was big not just tall but seemed to darken the room. I couldn’t see his face in the gloom and his peaked cap hid his face. His baton clanked the bars some more to ensure I was awake before he spoke with a deep voice seemingly coming all the way up from his very shinny boots. “So you’re the bad mouthed twink that’s messing up my quiet night on cell duty. That don’t make me happy, not one bit boy, so you’re going to pay. Only the skeleton crew is on tonight, boy, and it's just going to be you and me for the next hour at least," he drawled. Fuck I’m so screwed, I thought. “Now boi get your face over here against the bars so I can have a good look at you." I got up and trepedaciously walked over, saying "I'm sorry, officer, that I've ruined your night. Don't worry, I'll be really quiet. I won't be a bother to you at all." The officer just smirked. Once I was at the bars I could see his handsome face, tight cropped beard. I could also see he was built like the brick shit-house that stood in my grandmother's back yard. He put away his baton and in a flash his big hand was round my throat pulling me up on my toes and choking me, his other big hand grabbed my crotch pulling me hard against the bars with a clunk. “You do as you’re told and you might just survive the night boy, but you better keep your gob shut.”

OMG Ten chapters and just ended his first week and still hasn't told his wife yet. Hmmm Now how to fill out another week? LOL

Chapter X Friday has finally arrived. What a week this has been. I can't think of a crazier week in my life before this one. It started with call from work to travel to another town to solve some problems, an argument with my wife, rain on the trip, almost hitting a hitchhiker, picking him up and getting to the new town. Then asking the hitcher to come to room to clean up and eventually succumbing to his charms and his huge, 12" very fat cut cock and he was gay and I had sex with him. This was something I had never even considered before and then after letting him cum in me I found out he was HIV positive with a hvl. All I thought at the time was OMG what the hell have I done? Then let him do it again and again and the next day a friend of his showed up and I let him fuck me too and both of them had cum in me. Then, being freaked out, I had went to a doctor for PrEP to prevent getting HIV and while there I let the doctor's male nurse fuck me in the exam room. He was also poz. Totally bonkers I thought. Then I filled my prescription and went back to my room to tell, Steve the hitcher, I could not cope and he could stay but no more sex. After talking with him for a while though, I found I could not refuse his beautiful cock and had come to the decision that that is what I wanted after all and dumped my meds out and let Steve fuck me again. And again and again. Now the end of the week and I lost count but am sure I had taken a good 20 loads of HIV cum up my ass and had loved every second of our sex play. Now, I have decided this is what I want, what I crave, what I believe is so right and feels so good and I feel better than ever in my life. The end of my first week here, and now what? Some of the doubts are creeping back in as I realize I am supposed to go home for the weekend. It has been 5 days now, 120 hours since I got my first load of poz cum in me and almost definitely too late to stop it if I catch it. Too many loads and some of the first ones hard on my hole which had never had that kind of use before and had definitely torn a little and bled and very likely allowed the virus into my blood. I was sure I was already on the way to being poz. I knew I was already a cum slut and loved the taste of cum and the feel of a hard cock entering my hole and filling me up and pounding away and then the cum flooding my insides. Now what to do though? Maybe I should not go home again but call my wife and tell her over the phone? Kind the coward's way out but might also be less of a hassle overall. OMG. Another terribly hard decision to make. I only knew that staying here and doing what I had been doing all week long now I what I wanted and what was right for me. I was about to go out and get in my car and head for home when I glanced over where Steve was taking a nap. He was, as usual, naked and laying on his back. I stopped and just, as usual, stared at his mammoth cock. It still amazed me how big it was and how turned on it made me to just see it. When it was plowing my hole I did not care about anything else at all except the feelings it brought out in me. It was fantastic and better than anything else in my life. I tried to look away and found I could not do it. I then told myself to hell with it and started to get undressed. I would call and make up and excuse for tonight to my wife. After I had shed the last of my clothing, I approached the bed and climbed up on it, leaned over and gently took Steve's cock in my mouth and started to suck on it. My attentions soon brought a moan from him as he awoke and his cock grew to its full 12" of steel hardness. I turned some on the bed and soon felt his hands on my ass and then his fingers at my hole. He licked his fingers getting them wet with his spit and then started to insert one and then two fingers in my ass. Now, it was my turn to moan and push my ass back to impale more of his fingers in me. After a couple more minutes I could tell he had inserted a third finger and was twirling them around in my hole and opening me up for his huge member to enter me. He reached down gently pulled my head up and off of his cock and turned me around and pushed me over on my back. He got up and grabbing my legs lifted them high and back over my head. I was almost upside down now and my own hard cock was pointed right into my face. He then guided the head of his cock to my hole and started to push in. Soon he was buried balls deep in my hole and I was going wild. He started a slow pace but was soon ramming his entire length of cock in and out of me. He was pile driving me and making me totally his. He pounded and pounded and I could feel my own cock twitch with every thrust in me and my ass was gripping him as tight as I could. He looked me in the eye after a good 20 minutes of pounding and I knew as he smiled at me he was ready to cum I smiled back and he really rammed me a few more times and then one last one deep and hard to the hilt and I could feel his cock spasm and the heat of his cum entering me. As he was cumming my own cock jumped and started to spew my own cum and being right over my head, I opened my mouth and was swallowing my own load as Steve ground his cock against my prostrate making my orgasm even more intense. We stayed like that for several more minutes and then collapsed beside each other hugging and kissing in the afterglow of our love making.

Wow! I'm in pain. I'm new to bottoming (it really wasn't something I entertained before I moved here) but today two local guys fucked me so hard that it actually hurt and still hurts. They wouldn't stop when I asked - They took turns and clearly enjoyed me being in pain. If I'm honest, I really didn't enjoy it at the time but when they left and I was playing with my cum filled hole (four loads) I loved it. Fingering my hole full of cum while jerking my cock was amazing and they really enjoyed watching me cum as their cum poured out of my ass. Shame my promise to get them a girl to fuck will never come true

I really love getting fucked and will do it anywhere, I've been fucked at after hours parties with everybody watching, in cars, in parks, in restrooms, in parking lots, alleys, on the dance floor at clubs and circuit parties, hotel rooms, on the beach, at the gym, backrooms at bars, on bars, but my favorite is at a sex club or bathhouse because there are always guys ready to fuck me and I can do it with other guys watching which I love.

We didn’t have to look far, as soon as Henry stood up I saw standing in the door way a tall All-American sorta guy with short cropped brown hair, a swimmer’s body with generous patches of hair growing all over the place and a white towel that was tenting out something fierce. Henry walked over to the guy and extended his hand and introduced himself. “Tom,” the guy replied and stepped into the room. I guessed that he was about twenty-four. “Now Tom, would you believe that that boy laying on the bed with his legs still spred wide and my load dripping out of his ass was a virgin an hour ago.” “No shit?” “No shit, and not only that, today is his 18th birthday.” “That’s one hell of a birthday kid,” Tom addressed to me, and then turning to Henry, “So are you getting to have the fun or are other people getting a shot at him?” “He says he wants more so I suppose go ahead.” Henry stepped to the side and Tom walked over to me. I was extatic, not only had I gotten my cherry popped by a gorgous man, now I was about to be fucked by a guy I would have pegged for a straight jock. Tom undid his towel and let it fall to the floor right before he climbed on the bed and got between my legs. I couldn’t believe the size of his cock, Henry’s was big, but this guy had a can of Guinness with a mushoom on top for a dick. Tom leaned in and kissed me deeply, his cock finding my cummy hole. “Happy birthday,” he started to press inside of me.

Married Man at the Gloryholes: Part 1 I was 28, married 7 years, no kids and no rush to have kids. We were the typical young, married couple focused on our careers, had a dog, a cat, and a nice home. I always considered myself to be a happily married straight man. I admit I would notice guys in the shower at the local gym, or men I considered to be attractive walking down the street, but I always felt this was normal curiosity. You know, is this guy’s dick bigger than mine? Is he hairier than me? That type of shit. Was this the 7 year itch? Regardless, I didn’t expect my life to take such a dramatic turn, but once I opened that door, there was no turning back, nor did I want to. I did a bit of traveling across the country for work, so I was no stranger to hotels and being away from my wife. I had a healthy sex drive, so when I was out of town, occasionally I enjoyed checking out local strip clubs or adult bookstores. I never cheated on my wife, just the occasional porn magazine, or jack off session in the video arcade watching some erotic porn. I loved the smell in the video arcade. You know that smell of sex in the air. It always set the tone for some intense jacking while losing myself in a fantasy watching a hot porn video. Once again, I was out of town for the week. This time it was “The Windy City,” Chicago, not too far away, but too far to be commuting back and forth each day. It was a Monday night, and at the end of the day I found myself very horny. I decided to check out a local adult bookstore and maybe watch some porn. There was one only a few blocks from my hotel, so I decided to head on down and check it out. I flipped through some porn magazines then ducked into the video arcade. This arcade was quite busy. There were several men walking the halls and standing outside booths. I made the occasional eye contact with guys as they walked past. I found a few of the men to be quite handsome. Then I popped into a booth and skimmed through the channels of porn playing. I usually watched straight porn, but as I was flipping through the channels I came across a gay scene that caught my eye. There was a muscular, bearded man in leather fucking a rugged hairy guy in a sling. A group of guys stood around the sling stroking their dicks. To my surprise I found my cock getting fully erect at the sight of this man’s huge cock as he repeatedly buried it balls deep in this guy’s ass. He was fucking the guy with no condom on. Cum was leaking out of the man’s ass as the bearded guy repeatedly pulled his uncut, veiny cock all the way out, then again buried it deep inside him. My cock was begging for attention, pulsing in my pants, and I started to rub my crotch in excitement. After a minute or so I heard the door to the booth next to mine open and heard someone start flipping through channels in the booth next to mine. The light from videos next door lit up a large hole in the wall between our booths. I could see the black boots and jeans of the guy standing in the booth next to me through the hole. I continued to watch my video and slowly unzipped my pants and pulled out my hard cock. I was already leaking precum from my piss hole and lubed my cock with it as I started to stroke my shaft. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed the guy next to me had slipped his hard cock through the hole in the wall. It was dancing in front of me and a thin string of precum dripped from the head of his big dick. I felt my cock pulsing in my hand at the sight of his beautiful rod. I couldn’t resist. I reached down and grasped the shaft of his cock. I felt it twitch in my hand, and I began to slowly stroke his dick. His foreskin slid over the head of his cock, and I could feel the slick juice leaking from his piss hole in my hand as I slid my hand back down his shaft. What the hell was I doing? My mind said no, but my cock and body said yes, and I continued to stroke his hard meat. Then he pulled his cock back out of the hole. I saw him squat down at the hole, and he reached through and grasped my hard cock with his hand. A wave shot through my body, my cock stiffened even more, and I moaned with pleasure as he pulled my cock toward the hole in the wall. I slipped my cock through the hole, and pressed my body tight against the wall of the booth as he continued to stroke my hard shaft. I felt the tip of his tongue lick across my piss hole then his lips engulfed the head of my cock. I could feel the hair of his mustache dancing down my shaft as he slid the full length of my hard cock to the back of his throat. I pressed my hips against the wall, shoving my cock into his mouth as far as I could, and again moaned with pleasure. He kept sucking my cock, and I didn’t want him to stop. He brought me close to cumming so I pulled my cock back out of the hole. I didn’t want to shoot my load yet. I squatted in front of it to get a better look at this man. He was bearded, with a mustache, dark hair, and quite handsome. He stood up and slid his hard rod back through the hole. It was right in front of me, and I wasted no time. I stroked the full length of his shaft again and was overcome with the urge to taste my first cock. I slid his tool into my mouth and began to lube his cock with my spit. The sweet taste of precum slid down my throat, and the smell of manly sweat hit my nostrils. It was amazing. I slowly sucked his cock and felt it expanding and pulsing in my mouth. Just as I was really getting into sucking my first cock, this hot stud slid his cock out of my mouth and squatted in front of me. He whispered to me through the hole, “Fuck, you are hot. Can I see your ass?” I stood up and dropped my jeans to the floor and arched my back for him to check out my ass. He again reached through the hole, felt my ass cheeks, then cupped his hand around my balls and pulled me toward the hole. I pressed my ass up to the hole and felt him blow on my ass hole. My ass puckered and cock throbbed. I felt his beard press against my ass cheeks and his tongue across my virgin hole. I spread my cheeks to let him get a good taste, and he kept licking my ass. He buried his tongue as far into my ass as he could trying to open my tight ass hole. Then I felt his wet finger press against my ass, and slip inside my hole. It felt amazing!! He slowly worked his finger in and out of my ass then slipped a second finger inside of me. He was slowly working my puckered ass until it opened up for him. I never thought this could feel so good. It was awakening desires in me I didn’t know were there. I felt his tongue bury deep into my hole as he rimmed me as deep as he could. I arched my back and spread my cheeks, pressing my ass into his hungry lips and tongue. He pulled his tongue out of my ass and I heard him spit in the booth behind me. Suddenly I felt pressure against my hole. It was the head of his wet cock pressing at my tight hole, begging to get in. I pressed my ass firmly against his rod and the mushroom head of his huge cock slowly opened me up and slid inside. OMG!!! What a sensation. My cock stiffened and pulsed, and I knew in that instant I needed to feel this man’s cock inside me. I put my hands on the opposite wall to push against his cock. With a forceful thrust he shoved his cock halfway in. My ass burned with pain and I tightened my ass around his thick pole. My stud pulled back slightly and kept his cock still. The pain subsided and I again slowly pressed my ass against his cock. The invitation was accepted and he again thrust into my ass. I again tightened my ass in pain, but he was now balls deep inside me. I could feel his pubic hair against my ass, and he remained still again, waiting for my approval to continue. The pain was intense and I pulled his cock part way out of my ass. I held his cock still in my hole until the pain subsided. I pushed my ass against his hard shaft again, and he again thrust into me opening my up again. The pain hit me again, and I gasped, but this time it quickly turned to pleasure and a burning desire to get fucked by this hunk consumed me. I started to work his cock in and out of my ass, and he slowly took over, thrusting in and out of my virgin hole. What the hell was I doing? I was cheating on my wife and with another man, but fuck, this felt so good, so right. I wanted him badly. I wanted his cum inside me. I pushed harder against the opposite wall, pressing my ass tight to the hole between our booths and he thrust harder and faster into my ass. I heard his moans, and felt his cock thicken and expand, spreading my insides even wider as his cock pulsed over and over in me, filling me with his cum. I was so excited, my cock erupted as my body jerked with each pulse of my cock. I shot spurt after spurt of jizz on the floor and wall of the booth. I was dripping with sweat and panting with exhaustion. This felt so awesome. I felt his cock slip from my ass, and a gentle trickle of cum followed running down my leg. I looked through the hole in the wall and watched my stud tuck his massive cock back into his jeans, zip them up and disappear out of the booth into the hallway. A little grin came across my face. I sat in the booth for a while with my jeans at my ankles, thinking about what I had just done. I cheated on my wife!! I let a guy fuck me and without a condom. I took his cum inside me!!! What the fuck was I doing??!!! What if I got an STD? I pulled my pants back up, tucked my cock away, and headed back to my hotel room. I could smell my stud’s sweat and cock on my mustache. I could practically feel him inside me. I couldn’t get the thoughts out of my head. It was so wrong to cheat on my wife, but this felt amazing. By the time I reached my room my cock was half erect again. I stripped off my clothes and crawled into bed. I was sweaty with a load of cum in my ass, but I didn’t care. I didn’t sleep much that night. My mind went back and forth from guilt to excitement. I longed to experience more, but what about my wife and family? Eventually I drifted off to sleep. Tuesday was a long day filled with anticipation. I got up and jumped in the shower to get ready for work. My ass was a little sore from the fucking the night before, but as I lathered up my body, my cock began to get hard. Something was awakened in me. I kept picturing the events from the night before. I felt alive for the first time. I had sex with another man for the first time. I realized I am gay. It kept rolling through my head. I’m gay… I’m gay…. I am fucking gay!! I loved it!!!!!! I planned to head back to that bookstore and look for my guy that fucked me. I wanted more. I wanted his cock. I wanted to taste him. Smell his sweat. Feel his cock deep inside me again. I wanted more of his cum in me. I knew it wasn’t safe, but the desire was too strong. My cock was rock hard as the water from the shower hit my body. I stroked my cock for a bit, finished showering, quickly got dressed, and headed to work. The day dragged on and on. I could not concentrate on my work. All I could think about was getting more cock and cum. Married Man at the Gloryholes: Part 2 My work day finally came to an end. I grabbed a quick bite to eat, and headed to my hotel. I called my wife to see how she was doing. I felt bad about cheating on her. I didn’t want to hurt her, but I also knew I was a different man now. I took a quick shower and again found my cock fully erect thinking about my play the night before. I stroked my cock and ran my fingers across my tight hole getting myself even more aroused. I dried off from my shower, through on some jeans, and walked down the block to the bookstore. The guy behind the counter gave me a smile and nod as if he remembered me from the night before. I again made my way through the porn magazines, but this time I looked at man on man sex porn. One in particular caught my eye. It was a hardcore xxx porn magazine simply titled, “Cum!!” On the cover a muscular guy had his lips wrapped around a hunk’s thick, hard, cock. My cock was hard before I even picked up the magazine off the rack. I flipped through the pages seeing pics of guys sucking dick and getting fucked raw. They had cum on their faces, in their beards and mustaches, in their mouths, and dripping from their asses. My cock was visibly throbbing in my pants with every turn of the page. I browsed a few more magazines then it was time to play. I didn’t hide the bulge in my jeans, and slowly made my way to the video arcade. I hoped to find my sexy hunk from last night had returned. The halls were once again lined with men with the occasional guy dipping in an out of a booth. The moans from porn and groans from sex could be heard from booths as I strolled by. I searched the halls, but didn’t see my hunk from last night so I ducked into a booth and flipped through the channels of gay porn. I unzipped my pants and stroked my throbbing cock. It didn’t take long before I heard someone step into the booth next to mine. Again I found a nicely shaped hole in the wall separating our booths, and I squatted in front of it to check him out. He was an average built guy, nice tight jeans. He began to rub the bulge showing in his jeans. My cock twitched with anticipation as he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. He wasn’t wearing any underwear and his cock stood at full attention about 7 inches long. My mouth watered. I wanted his hot piece of meat in my mouth. He stroked the full length of his rod, then turned toward the hole in the wall and slipped his cock through. I wasted no time engulfing his rod in my mouth, and did my best to take every of inch of his cock down my throat. I gagged and struggled a bit at first. Then I made love to his shaft, slowing lubing every inch from his piss hole to the base. My cock danced with excitement. The taste of his cock and smell of his sweat was intoxicating. I was in heaven. His body was pressed firmly against the hole, and his pubic hair grazed my lips with each plunge of his cock all the way into my mouth. He moaned with approval, and his cock pulsed in my mouth. After a few minutes his cock thickened, his hips pressed harder to the wall, and his cock throbbed over and over, filling my mouth with his sweet, creamy man juice. I swallowed every drop of cum. His cock stopped spurting in my mouth, and I sucked and licked it clean. He slid his cock back through the hole and disappeared into the arcade. I stroked my cock for a bit and watched some porn then decided to cruise the halls. I found a spot along the wall with nice views to check out guys as they walked by, hoping to come across the guy that fucked me last night. There certainly were plenty of hot men cruising the arcade. I figured I would wait a bit and if my stud didn’t show up, I would do some more playing before heading back to my hotel. After about 15 minutes of looking at these studs, I was craving more action. I was about to duck back into a booth when HE rounded the corner. Just the site of my hunk made my cock rock hard. As he walked past me, he looked directly into my eyes. I continued to stare at him, and he glanced back at me over his shoulder. I followed him down the hall. He entered a booth and I wasted no time in taking the booth next to him. He was squatting at the hole in the wall, and I squatted in front of him. I whispered through the hole, “Thanks again for the load last night.” “That was you?” “Yes, and I never did anything with a man before last night.” “Fuck!! That was your first time? Hope you’re up for more.” “I was hoping you would say that.” He stood up in front of me and rubbed his cock through his jeans. My cock was throbbing in my pants, fully erect, and my ass puckered with each twitch of my cock. I watched him unbutton and unzip his jeans. He was freeballing it, and his cock sprung from his pants half erect. My mouth watered. I craved to taste his cock again. He slipped his cock through the hole. I grasped his meat in my hand and stroked his shaft, pulling back his foreskin. His cock grew fully erect in my hand, and precum ran from the head of his cock. I licked it up. The sweet taste made my cock throb, and I rubbed my crotch through my jeans while serving this stud. I slid the head of his cock into my mouth and he shoved the full length of his rod to the back of my throat, making me gag. My eyes watered, but I continued to worship his cock with my mouth and tongue. He pulled his cock back out of my mouth and rubbed his finger on the edge of the hole. I took it as an invitation to suck my cock, and I quickly unbuttoned my pants to feed him my hard tool. His mouth felt warm, as he lubed my cock with his spit, sucking the full length and teasing the underside of my head with his tongue. I pressed myself tight against the booth wall to give him every inch of my cock. He sucked my shaft for quite a while. I wanted to feel his cock deep inside me again, so I pulled my cock from his mouth and dropped my pants to the floor. As I turned to show him my ass, I heard him say, “Fuck, yes,” through the hole in the wall. I spread my cheeks and pressed my ass up to the hole in the wall. He buried his tongue in my ass as deep as he could and rimmed my hole sending waves of pleasure through my body. I felt the pressure from his wet finger slip into my tight hole then work it in and out. He slipped another finger in, opening me up slowly, preparing me for his massive cock. The anticipation was driving me wild. Then as fast as the pleasure started, he pulled his fingers from my ass, and disappeared from his booth. I quickly heard a knock at my booth door. I opened it up, and he slipped into the booth with me. He said, “I want to fuck you, but I want to feel your body while my cock is in you raw.” “Yes, fuck yes!” He looked into my eyes and buried his tongue in my mouth, and French kissed me. I could taste my ass on his tongue. His kisses were passionate, and erotic. He pulled his shirt off over his head, and removed his jeans. He was standing before me naked with a full hard on. Then he pulled my shirt off and I stripped naked as well. He again French kissed me, our naked bodies and cocks pressed firmly against one another. I was melting in this guy’s arms. He turned me around, and with one arm around my chest he firmly grabbed my ass and began to massage my cheeks and hole. I leaned my head against his, and closed my eyes. My back arched and my ass spread as he rubbed my tight hole. He licked his fingers and began to work them into my hole again while kissing the back of my neck. First one finger, then two. He kept saying, “relax, relax….open that hole up to me,” as he worked his fingers deeper into my hole. “Please fuck me. I want to feel your cock in me.” He spit in his hand and stroked his cock, then pressed firmly against me with his hard shaft between my cheeks. With his arms wrapped around my chest from behind and kissing the back of my neck, he ground his cock against my ass, lubing my hole. I begged for him to slide his cock in me, and the head of his cock slid to my hole. He spit on his cock one more time, then began to press against my puckered hole. I pressed my ass firmly against the head of his cock, and he slowly opened me up and slipped his head inside. I moaned, “Yes, I love it.” “Here it comes, baby are you ready?” “Yes, shove it in me.” With that, he grabbed my waist and thrust his cock into my ass. It burned like a bitch, and I yelped with pain. “Easy, just relax…..I’ll hold still. Open up to me.” I took some deep breaths, and the pain subsided. My ass was still a bit sore from the night before. Waves of pleasure began to roll through my body, and I pressed against his cock again. He gently pushed his cock into my hole. My ass tightened around his pole and my rod pulsed rock hard. “Easy, relax……” I kept taking deep breaths and my ass began to open to his massive cock. Then he thrust one more time and opened me up the rest of the way. The head of his cock hit my prostate. Again my ass burned with pain, but it quickly turned to ecstasy. He was in all the way. He held his hard cock still in my ass for a moment then he pressed his hips firmly into my ass and ground his cock deeper inside me. He began to pump my ass slowly. We worked up a rhythm together with me riding his cock. Every time my cock pulsed with excitement my hole tightened around his rod, and he moaned and groaned with pleasure. “Your hole is so fucking tight. It feels amazing on my cock.” “I love you inside me so much.” I could feel the heat between us as sweat began to run down our bodies. The touch of his hands on my skin while he pumped his cock in and out of my ass sent chills throughout my body. He grasped my shaft and pumped me harder and faster. He whispered into my ear, “Fuck, you feel so good. I want to give you my poz cum again.” My eyes opened wide. As the word poz rang in my ears, my cock stiffened and pulsed with excitement. With each pulse of my cock my hole tightened around my stud’s shaft. “You’re poz??!!!” “Fuck yes, and from the way your cock just responded, I know you want it. I’m going to poz your ass with my toxic seed.” There was no denying it. A desire stirred in me that I didn’t know existed. I was scared, but so turned on. I closed my eyes, and moaned with pleasure. He continued to pump his thick cock into my ass harder and faster each time hitting my prostate. I was in heaven. “Yes, fuck me. Fill me with your poz seed.” That sent us both over the edge. “Here it comes, baby. Take my DNA. Take my poz load.” “Fuck yes.” He pulled firmly at my hips and buried his cock balls deep into my ass. His body was pressed tight against mine. I felt his cock expand in my tight hole. Knowing I was about to take his poz seed again my cock stiffened and I began to shoot my load onto my abdomen and the wall. I could feel each pulse of his cock shooting toxic seed over and over into my guts until his shaft slowly stopped pulsing in me. He put his arms around my chest and held me tight, keeping his cock buried inside me. I could feel the heat and sweat rolling between us, and he kissed the back of my neck as we both panted with pleasure. He slowly slid his hand around the shaft of my cock and whispered into my ear, “My virus is deep inside you, baby.” My cock pulsed again in his firm grip. He kissed my neck and again whispered, “It’s a highly toxic load too.” My cock began to get hard as it again pulsed in his hand. “Fuck, YES!!! I’m so glad that turns you on too. There’s no turning back. You’re a part of me now.” He kept his cock buried in my ass, and began to stroke my now hard cock. I moaned with pleasure and arched my back pressing his shaft deep inside me. My cock stiffened again. I’m going to cum. “Shoot that load, the last of your neg seed.” Those words rang in my ears and pushed me over the edge. He held me tight in his arms as my body convulsed and my cock shot cum again and again onto my chest, covering his hand with thick, white jizz. As my body calmed, my mind focused on what I had just done. I took another load of cum in my ass from this sexy man, and not just any load, a highly toxic, poz load. What the fuck was I going to do? My eyes were wide open, and I panicked a little. My sexy man must have felt my body tense up. He held me close, and again whispered, “Shhhh. It’s going to be alright.” I turned to face him, pulling his cock from my ass. A trickle of cum followed and ran down my leg. Tears welled up in my eyes. “My God, what have I done??!!” He looked into my eyes. “It will be alright. Tell me you didn’t want this. Tell me you don’t want more of my poz cum.” I couldn’t respond. As scared as I was I couldn’t deny that this turned me on. It was something I wanted. I simply looked into his eyes, and he kissed me deeply and passionately. “I know you’re scared, but I know you want this too. I understand. I was the same as you. Just go with what you know you want. Let go……I want to give you all of me. I want to make you mine.” I put my head on his shoulder and held him tight. His warm body was pressed firmly against mine, and I could feel our hearts beating fast. He again kissed me deeply as his tongue danced with mine. He quietly said, “Are you ok? Can we go somewhere and talk? ” I dried my eyes and nodded yes, and we both dressed and left the bookstore together. As we walked down the street to a small coffee shop, thoughts danced in my head. I felt alive for the first time in years. I felt like I was truly being me. I didn’t even realize I had these desires pent up inside of me, but now that I opened that door, it felt so right. Not only did I realize I’m gay, but that I longed to take poz cum. I wanted to be poz, and it felt so good to admit that to myself. I felt free and yet I trembled inside. We found our way to a corner bar. My stud said, “This is a quiet gay bar. Let me get us a beer and we can go talk on the patio.” My stud handed me a bottle of beer, and we made our way to the back patio. There was only a few guys outside, so we found a quiet area, took a seat in the lounge chairs, and I took a large swig of my beer. He said, “I’m David, by the way.” “Ben,” as I took another drink of my beer. “Well, Ben, are you ok?” “Yeah, I’m fine.” “So…..what are you thinking?” “Well….I guess I’m still letting this all sink in….a lot has happened.” I showed him the ring on my finger. “I’m married. In the last 24 hours I cheated on my wife for the first time and with another man. I realized I’m actually gay, and I also took two loads of poz cum.” “Well, from the reaction from your cock at the time, you seemed to enjoy it.” “That’s what’s scary. I did enjoy it. When you told me I was taking poz cum it should have scared the hell out of me, but it didn’t. It clearly turned me on even more.” “Well, if it means anything to you, I found it hot too, and I chased poz cum to charge up.” “You told me you’re highly toxic…..like how toxic?” “Very toxic. I’m not on meds. My viral load is close to a million, which is very high.” “So I’m probably infected with HIV.” “Well, you could go to the hospital and get treated. You still have time if you go tonight. Without treatment you most likely will poz. I’ll take you if you want to go. As much as I want to poz you I want you to want it too.” “That’s the thing.” I reached over and took David’s hand. I rubbed his hand against my cock, which was now rock hard again bulging in my jeans. “I don’t want to go.” David grinned and rubbed my cock some more. “Fuck…..it’s hot, isn’t it?” “I’m majorly turned on by it and by you. So you said you chased to poz?” “Yeah, I did.” “What do you mean you chased?” “I knowingly took poz cum, just like you did tonight, and it turned me on a lot.” My cock again throbbed still rock hard in my jeans. I was turned on, yet almost shaking inside. “Tell me about it, if you don’t mind.” “Well, I originally started out having safe sex for many years. Then I met a guy at this very bar that only had sex bareback. I probably had a little too much to drink, and we ended up at his place. He told me how much he wanted to fuck me and cum in me. At first I told him I would only play safe. Then I agreed to let him fuck me bareback if he agreed to pull out before cumming in me. It felt so incredible having him in me raw. While he was fucking me he kept telling me how hot it would be to cum in me, and when he was ready to shoot he told me he was getting close. I was so turned on at the thought of taking his cum in me that I pressed my ass tight against his cock and told him to cum in me. He unloaded in me, and I never played safe again. The more cum I took, the more I got turned on by it. I started to fantasize about taking poz cum, and hoped each load I took was a poz load. Then I met a guy that had a biohazard tattoo on his arm. He proudly showed he was a poz guy, and just the sight of his tattoo turned me on. I was determined to get his cock and cum in me. I ended up going home with him that night. It was the first time I knowingly took a poz load. After that night there was no stopping me. I started searching for poz guys to fuck me raw and took all the poz cum I could get. I even met some gifters that made me beg for their toxic seed while fucking me. That was the hottest sex. About a year after I started taking poz cum I met a gifter that also had high viral loads. That was all it took. After taking a few loads of his seed I pozzed up.” “Did you know when you pozzed?” “Oh, yeah, about a month after taking his poz cum, I had bad flu-like symptoms. It lasted for a good week to 10 days. I had night sweats, headaches, was sicker than a dog. I knew I was converting, and as sick as I was it only turned me on. Listen, I know a lot of guys probably think I’m plain crazy, but all out uninhibited sex, taking poz cum and now giving poz cum is a huge turn on. It’s the ultimate barebacking, holding nothing back, just all out cum pigging. I know guys that regret pozzing, but I have never regretted it. I love knowing that guy’s DNA is in me, and pozzed me. I have a connection with that guy forever. That also really turns me on. I love being poz, and I love gifting for guys. Call me crazy and irresponsible. Everyone has their turn ons and turn offs. As long as it’s between two consenting adults, what’s the issue?” “Well, I can’t deny that this is all turning me on. What the fuck am I going to tell my wife?” “That I can’t tell you, but I can tell you that you’re a huge turn on to me. I’d love to get to know you, and I’d love to poz your ass up. Then after you charge up I’d love to start swapping toxic loads with you.” I leaned over, put my hand on his leg and kissed him. I said, “Yes!! Just one thing, I’m not from Chicago, but I do get here fairly often for work. I’ll be here for the rest of this week.” “I’m a patient man, Ben. I’m so turned on that you want this too. I hope you find it as hot as I do.” “I admit I’m a little scared by it, but I’m also majorly turned on.” I leaned over and whispered in David’s ear, “I don’t want to resist this. I want to take all your toxic seed. Poz my ass up.” David grinned, looked into my eyes, and pulled my lips to his and started to kiss me deeply. We sat and talked for about another hour and another beer. The more David told me about himself the more I was attracted to him. We finished our beers, and I realized it was getting late. I told David I had to work in the morning, but that I wanted him to spend the night with me if he was interested. He accepted, and we walked the few blocks back to my hotel room. I invited him in. David pulled me to him and we stood next to the bed and kissed for a long time. Our bodies were pressed tightly against one another, and I could feel his hard cock tight against mine. I grabbed his ass and ground our cocks together. Our lips remained locked as our tongues swirled in passionate kisses. I slipped his shirt off and unbuttoned his pants. As he dropped them to the floor I kissed his down his chest until I found myself on my knees in front of his hard cock. I again took his cock into my mouth and sucked his hard shaft. His sweet, poz, precum leaked from the head of his cock and slid across my tongue and down my throat. With each plunge of his cock to the back of my throat he moaned and pressed the back of my head farther onto his tool. I could feel his cock head pulse with excitement. He pulled me to my feet, slid my shirt off, and dropped my pants to the floor. He took me in his arms, our naked bodies pressed against one another. We kissed a bit more then crawled into bed together. I was majorly turned on again and begged for David to give me another load of his poz cum. “I definitely will. You’ll be poz in no time.” I rolled onto my belly, and David laid on top of me with his cock pressed between my ass cheeks. He slid his hands around my chest and ran his tongue up my back to my neck. He gently kissed me on the neck and nibbled my earlobe. Then he slid his tongue down my back, kissing my back down to my ass. He rimmed my hungry hole, already filled with one load of his toxic seed. His tongue was buried deep in my ass as he lubed my hole for his hard cock. He turned me over onto my back, “I want to look into your eyes as I fill you with my DNA.” David put my ankles over his shoulders and lubed his cock with his spit. Then he spit into his hand and again lubed my hole. “Are you ready for another toxic load, sexy?” “Fuck yes….please give it to me.” He lined up the head of his cock with my hole, and with a little pressure slipped inside my cum hungry hole. This time he slid in with more ease and was balls deep inside me with one thrust of his hips. “Fuck you’re lubed up good with my toxic seed already. Feels so fucking good. I’m going to work my seed in you good.” My cock was rock hard as his shaft stretched my hole wide open. Each plunge of his cock into my ass balls deep was slow and steady. He kept saying, “I want to give you my poz seed so much. I want to make you my poz cum pig.” “Yes, give me your seed.” He leaned over and began to kiss me as he pumped my ass harder and harder. He grasped my ankles and looked into my eyes. His thrusts drove in me faster. “Are you ready for my toxic seed? I’m getting close.” “Yes, give it to me, David. Poz me up.” “Fuck…..here is comes.” His cock thrust in me a few more times, then his shaft again stretched my hole wide open and he buried his cock all the way deep inside me. I felt his cock pulsing in me, filling me his second load of poz seed of the night. “Yes, fuck yes. Take my DNA.” I didn’t even touch my cock and again started to shoot my load onto my chest and face. I opened my mouth as cum shot from my hard cock and onto my lips. I licked up some of the last neg cum that would shoot from my rod. My balls were drained, and David’s cock stopped pulsing inside me. Every drop of his high viral load seed was deep in my gut. The thought of his poz cum in me excited me so much. His cock slid from my ass, and he laid on top of me, smearing our bodies with my cum. He kissed me on the neck, and licked up the jizz from my lips, then kissed me erotically with his tongue deep in my mouth. I could taste more of my cum on his lips and tongue. “Fuck, Ben, I love planting my seed in you.” “I love having you inside me too.” “Keep me in you all night. Let my poz cum work into you.” He laid on the bed next to me, and rubbed his hand through my cum smeared on his chest. We both looked at each other. He smiled at me and rubbed nudged my arm with his. Then we curled up together. His naked body felt so erotic pressed against mine. I grinned as I thought about the two poz loads of cum deep inside me as we both drifted off to sleep covered in sweat and my cum.

This is the start of the true story of how I took my first bareback, if you like this part I’ll tell you rest, this is in the chem sex part as there are chems later, if continued. I was in my early 20’s, not bad looking, some said handsome, pretty cute, pretty good body, I’d moved up to London for work and for the first time could explore my sexuality proper for the first time, I soon found that I was attracted to older men, 20/30 years my senior, there was something about them that got me so hard and turned on. I was regularly frequenting a pub called the Kings Arms or KA in Poland Street in the west end, and I met a lot of big daddy bears that well made me pop my cork, and then I met him. His name was David, he oozed manliness, well built and tall I was in the KA having a drink after work when he walked in, I can still remember my first sight of him because he took my breath away, suited and booted, shaved head, a cocky grin on his face and a bulging crotch that belied its contents. Back then I was shy and I thought I was being discreet and circumspect stealing glimpses of him, now I realise that I must have been so obvious it’s painful. I saw him start chatting to another young lad; I just sighed picking up my beer and went outside for a cigarette. I was miles away daydreaming when I heard those first words “you got a light?” that brought back into reality I looked round to see the ice blue eyes staring intently at me, I nodded lighting his cigar, he smiled, a warm friendly smile “good boy, thanks” and then “so why did you not say hi earlier?”, feigning innocence I shock my head “I dunno what you mean?”, he threw his head back laughing “I saw you checking me out boy”…that word ‘boy’ made me feel heady and hard, I gulped, bit my lip, took a sip of my drink and blushed as red as its possible for a person to blush, he stepped close up to me “its okay lad, what’s your name?”, the heat from his body and his towering presence was intimidating and sexy at the same time, I shuffled my feet and looked up into his eyes “its Rob”, he grinned broadly “nice I like that name, I’m David”, I put my hand out to shake it “nice to meet you David”, he brushed my hand aside and leant in and kissed me right there on the street, I swear I almost dropped my drink and almost lost my load in my pants at the same time. I stood there as he pulled away from me, I was hot and sweaty, the tension in the air could have been cut with a knife and the electricity between us was at about 10,000 watts, I looked around me, no one was paying any attention to us, I looked back at him and he smiled again “So Robbie boy, do you like to play games?”, I must admit I was confused and croaked “games? Yes I love them, why?”, that smile again and a twinkling in his eye as he moved even closer to me, so close I could feel the heat from his body as he leaned in “good Robbie boy, I like games too, wanna play the 15 minute game with me?”, he kissed my cheek as I softly asked “what’s the 15 minute game?”, he chuckled pinching my nipple through my Fred Perry t-shirt “if you come with Daddy I’ll show you” and right then and there in the street I spunked my briefs

This is my first story (Sorry for my bad English) My name is Lars and I am a exchange student. I am 23 years old and I am Swedish and now live in New York City. I am a typical Scandinavian, 6,4 tall, 190 pounds of pure muscle, light blond and short hair, blue eyes. I know I am very handsome and everybody tells me that . I always get the most handsome guys . Maybe I am arrogant, but if you were as handsome as am I, you would also be somewhat arrogant. When I moved to New York, I decided to live-out my sexual fantasies in full. Although I was often fucked by really hot guys, I had never ever barebacked as I insisted each guy use a condom. Bareback was out of discussion. Two weeks ago, I was very horny, and went out with my friends on a Friday night. I wanted so bad to get fucked. No, I need it so so fucking bad. I left my friends and went to a gay bar to see if there was someone to fuck me. No sooner had I entered the bar then several hot guys were chasing after me. Of course I choose the hottest. He, like me, was a blond like me, but was somewhat darker. And yeah, he had a hot body. He was around my own age, and he bought me a beer and we talked. Then we start kissing. As we kissed I saw a disgusting old troll looking at me and smiling. He was in his 60's and looked really sick of AIDS. He was very low, maybe 5,1, mixed race and was almost bald and missing many teeth. He was very very thin. I found myself wondering 'How can such a disgusting person could look at me and smile?'. He thoroughly grossed me out so I did my best to ignore him as I continued kissing the blond hunk. Still, all the time I noticed the old troll watching me, He was devouring me with his eyes. Fuck, I found myself with a hard on, and my eyes were glued to his, even as I made-out with the hot blond. Our eyes meet so many times and I found myself mystified by my own behavior as I pondered what was it about the wasted troll that left me utterly horny? After several beers I went to the bathroom and notice that the old troll was following me.I was very nervouse when i notice the old troll next to me at the urinals. Fuck, He was like a dwarf besides me. But I got shoked when I see him taking an enormous Cock out of his pants. It was the largest and moust black Cock i ever seen in my life. It was shoking how black it was in relation With the skin colour of the old troll. He was dark but not that black. When He showed his big hanging bals I could see they were very black too, and so fucking huge. I was there with open mouth when he laughed and told me if i like it. I could not answer him, i was there With my mouth open, not saying nor doing anything. Then I swo that my Cock was rock hard. I blush big time, and decided to leave the toilet full of shame. I Dance With the blond guy but the old troll was looking at me all the time and I was with my eyes glued to his almoust all the time. I couldent help it. As we approuched the bar to drink another beer the old troll got besides me and I notice his old hand touching my bubble butt, I wear Law hangers so almoust all my undies were showing. He darted a finger in my pink hole With out any shame. I knwe nobody could see this. His hands were all over my ass checks and I dared to say anything for fear of what my hot young partner will say. I went to the bathroom and i was followed by the old troll. I was crazy horny, I was rock hard. I was very embarrassed but could not avoid how horny I was. He opened his trousers and liftet a bit his T-shirt. I could see some black spots on his skin, maybe becouse of his deseased. His Cock hung tehre and I could see a lot of precum, lots. He tjen told me smiling if i wanted to blow him and I answered if he got a condom i will try. He laughed a lot and told me that He never ever used condoms, and althought I was very handsome He was not for it. With condoms is not fun, and he left me tehre with my mouth open and my cock rock hard. I got so embarrassed. I went to the bar and kept talking to the blond guy, but I could not concentrate at all. Suddenly I sow the old troll going to the bathroom followed by a redhead twink. I got so fucking jealouse and after some minutes i went to the bathroom. The bathroom was emty but a door to a cublicle was closed. I heard the sound of a blow job and some gasps. I was rock hard. This AIDS sick old troll got in there the redhead twink, and for sure the young guy was sucking the black Cock and that all precum. I poke my head out form under the door and the fist thing I saw was a hard small Cock With red pubic hair and right after i saw how the twink was sucking the black Dick With out comdom. Fuck he was devouring the old Dick and dident care about how toxic it could be. Just two Seconds later my face got filled With sperm from the redhead. Then the twink got shamed and told the old troll that He need to go. When he opened the door he saw me there, he bluhs a lot and I helplessly got into the cubicle looking at the redhead eyes and he send me a litle smille. I shut the door and kneel in front of the black old Cock. I put the old black Cock in my mouth and savored the precum and the saliva from the twink on the big black Cock. The old troll laughed and push me away. He then told me that if i wanted his Cock i need to follow him home and go all the way. He say that he wanted to fuck my hot young blond bubble butt. He say that He lived near the bar and if I follow him is to get fucked with out any comdoms, just He and me. I was so in shame, but at that moment I diden't care if i was going to give myself bareback to the old troll. I could not help it, i was all to horny, I followed him like a puppy and dident care that the hot blond was waiting for me at the bar. I never ever in my life got so fucking atracted to a guy. On the street i begun to get second thougs but walked 15 meters back the old sick man. To be continued

Hi What is the best way to slut myself out and get hook ups? I have no idea and am looking into beginning to find guys online and in other ways. What can / should I do? Thanks

I've been playing Jekyll and Hyde for awhile, but slamming has brought out an even more twisted side to my alter ego. Now I'm fantasizing about being blindfolded and tied up and force slammed and pimped out. (Ok, I've fantasized about being pimped out for awhile now.) I love the few times I've slammed...especially the one time when I coughed. I rarely lose control or seem tweaked or spun, so that coughing caught me by surprise. It turned me on so much I was ready to go for hours...with anyone or anything. I especially love BBC when I'm twisted, not that I'll turn away any hard dick when I'm high. I've been hanging with some homeboys down in South Central. They can't get enough of this normal looking, hot, white boy with the ass that won't quit. I swing by and pick up my friend, we score enough for the two of us, head back to his place and slam, then he invites his friends to come over and take turns on me. One night there were 7 of them in the room...although most of them were too tweaked to play. I love one guy who kept saying "fuck, I want to own him" meaning cum in me. As a cum and t-piss whore, that has me all horned up. I had one guy who couldn't keep off of me...wanted me so bad. Turns out he had just got out of prison and this was his first time partying and playing. I headed over to his place and let him piss in me, then fuck me for hours. I know it's sleazy, dirty, twisted and dangerous. That's what makes it hot. There was also this black couple I've played with. I'd gotten high earlier and they were just smoking weed and coke, which does nothing for me (not that I said no when they offered). They were hot, one older and muscular, the other lean and ripped and both hung. The guy couldn't keep from cumming as soon as he got in my hot ass, which is the ultimate cumpliment...as long as they can get hard again and leave more deposits. And they let me watch their straight porn of black guys gang banging white girls...you know that's hot, especially when it was happening live to me. One day they were taking turns with me on their pullout sofa in the living room in the middle of the day. Suddenly there was a knock at the door that was unexpected (or so they claimed). They opened it up and there stood one of their buddies, must've been 6'5". He took one look at me getting fucked, walked in and pulled his 11" cock out and let me suck it while I was getting pounded. Then he stripped and plunged his cock mercilously into my wet hole. Turns out he is married, that's right, to a chick...which is my fantasy of having a guy go home with my ass juices all over his cock, and so turned on that he walks in, forces his woman down, and plows her pussy while thinking of me. You know he jacks a load so hard up her twat she screams with glee. Or maybe that'd be me screaming. Hope so. (True Story)

Love my private gloryhole. I went and got a piece of plywood at the local home improvement store and had them cut it down to size. A couple of hinges, a hole cutter, and a sliding latch and you can transform any doorframe into one. Not as nice as getting an actual door, but think its better and easy to store.

I prefer to be clean and do so when it is planned event or I am cruising online for a hook up. I travel a lot and it amazes me that guys want to meet me at my hotel right after after we both get off from work and expect my hole to be pristine but don't want to give me the time to do a proper cleaning. As others mentioned before...it is an asshole and one it's primary functions is to discard shit.

4. Clint Once more, I woke up with the rising sun. My jet lag had barely gone away. It was not just my sleep cycle that was messed up, but my mind was also foggy. I could barely remember the night before, except I had the unusual combination of utter happiness and complete anxiety. I rolled over and the memories came crashing back. I wasn't alone in bed; my roommate, Greg, was sleeping soundly next to me. He had a peaceful smile on his totally naked, wickedly hot body. The afternoon before, Greg and I had shared a joint and drank some beer. Then I had kissed him. Or maybe he had kissed me. I couldn't remember. It probably didn't matter. That, in turn, led to us to undressing each other on the sofa. And once naked, his hard cock had penetrated my virgin ass. It had culminated in a powerful explosion that pumped my ass full of his hot cum. Then, Greg sucked me off, and soon another joint appeared. Then, it was another beer and a trip to the cafeteria. That evening, the orientation events seemed to go on forever and I couldn't wait to get back to the room. Before the door had even shut completely, we had started undressing each other. It was my turn to fill him up, my cock throbbing and pulsing in his hot hole. Then we fell asleep and I was cradled in his arms. "Morning, sexy," he said, stretching his arms, and pulling me close to him. We kissed. "Although not that breath," he said, but he didn't push me away. "What time is it?" "5:45," I said. "Fuck. I thought it was at least ten." "Sorry. Jet lag," I explained. "Actually, I managed to sleep in today." "You're crazy. Brush your teeth, and get back in bed with me." I went into the bathroom, and started to brush my teeth. As the sleep cleared from my mind, I remembered other crucial and particular details. I had a load of Greg's cum deep in my ass. But, Greg was also carrying one of my loads in his ass. We hadn't used any protection; at the time, it seemed so unimportant. I remembered the reason for my vague sense of anxiety. Greg had told me he didn't know his HIV status. More than that, he had spent the past week having unprotected sex with his Uncle and his Uncle's husband. Both of them were HIV+, and he had taken their loads. Still brushing my teeth, I stepped back into the bedroom. It was hard to tell if it was my bedroom, Greg's bedroom, or our bed. Greg had rolled over, his legs slight spread and guiding my eyes up to his firm, beautiful ass. He hadn't made up his bed yet so we had ended up in this bed last night. He was naked and sleeping peacefully, but all I could think of was having sex with him again. My mind raced between the delightful options of jumping on top of him and forcing my cock back into that small patch of heaven, or rolling him over, and sitting on his giant dick. Neither option included me worrying about his HIV status, or fumbling with a condom. Remembering the closeness and spontaneity of the night before, I wasn't sure if I ever wanted something to come between us, least of all a thick rubber sheath designed to keep us apart. I went back to the bathroom, spit out the toothpaste, and rinsed my mouth out. I returned to bed; even though it had been less than twenty-four hours, I found myself starting to think of it as our bed, rather than just my bed. "Welcome back," Greg said, once more gathering me up into his arms, and nuzzling me on the back of my neck. "Now sleep." Sleep wouldn't come as easily for me as it did for him, despite the comfort of his strong arms. I lay there, wondering how I had fallen into this so quickly, and, just as critically, where it was going to go. Eventually, I was able to fall back asleep. Greg's warm body against me and his steady breath lulled me, and finally, I was able to get a few more hours of fitful sleep. I was in the middle of a pleasant dream when I was awoken by Greg slowly stroking my erection. He was caressing the soft skin sliding over my hardness urging me on. "Morning, sexy," he said, as I opened my eyes. "Morning," I said. "What time is it now?" The sun was higher in the sky than when I had woken up earlier in the morning. "Time for you to stick this in me?" he asked. He had tossed the sheets aside and my stiff dick was sticking straight up in the air. "Or am I going to have to sit on it?" He kissed me, and I could tell he had gotten up at some point, at least long enough to brush his teeth as well. "Or maybe something to get you in the mood first?" he continued, producing a joint. "Maybe," I said. "Come on," he said. "Waking and baking is how I spent my entire summer. It's only going to be better with you." Before I said anything, he lit the joint and stuck it in my mouth. I inhaled deeply of the sweet smoke, letting it fill my lungs. I was feeling good from a full night's sleep and I was looking forward to the effects of the weed. I did another hit, before passing the joint back to Greg. Greg did two long hits, one hand on the joint, and one hand still exploring my body. I was not the only one with an erection; his was thick and hard, emerging from his dark bush. He handed the joint to me. "Don't think you're going to get out of your obligations," he said, his hand finding my cock once more. "I need that to fuck me this morning." "Well, I guess if you insist, I guess can do that," I said, feigning disinterest. Even though I had cum twice the day before, the mere presence of Greg: his warmth, his touch, and his smell had me aroused and more than ready to go. As the pot hit me, it only made me more aroused. I handed the joint back to Greg. He did his hits, and then passed it back. "How do you want me?" he asked, rolling over on his stomach, and spreading his leg. For the first time, I saw the tattoo on his right ass. After doing a hit, I placed the joint on the bed table and bent over to examine it more closely. "You like it?" he asked me. It was two small male symbols intertwined. It was perfect on his young ass and as trite as it sounded, made him look cool. But at the same time, staring at made my stomach tighten up. He knew what he was and had not just accepted it, but also was proud of it. I wondered how many other men had spent their mornings with him, naked in bed. Would I be just another conquest? And, in comparison, how did I look. There had been only two men in my entire life, both in the past thirty-six hours. "It's beautiful," I finally said. "Good. It's going to look even better when you're fucking it. Now, stop staring, and start fucking me." He spread his legs even further, giving me a glimpse of his hairy hole, so eager for my cock. "Lube?" he asked. Before I could reply, he produced a small blue bottle, and poured the liquid on my cock. He rubbed it, the slick fluid coating my shaft and his hands teased me, edging me closer to the eventual, needed release. I wrestled Greg onto his back, his legs up in the air. I was completely aware of how inexperienced I was, compared what I had gleaned about Greg from the hints he had already dropped, not to mention the obvious tattoo. I did what felt natural, and I seemed to not get any complaints from him. "Just a second," he said, as he stuck first one finger, then another into his hole. "Gotta get opened up a bit first." "That's right," I said. "You've done this before." "Yeah," Greg said. "I have." He smiled at me, his legs spread, two fingers in his hole. "Which means you need to catch up." He pulled his fingers out; they were glossy from the lube. I put my cockhead against his hole. "Put it in me," Greg said. Like the night before, we didn't think about condoms. A rubber sheath protecting me from Greg would only just barely protect me from an uncertain risk. But it would totally isolate me and cut me off from being able to fully experience our sexual explorations. Greg was the one that I truly wanted, and I couldn't bear to make that bonding any more difficult than it already was. Just as my cock slid into his tight hole, he held a small brown bottle under his nose and inhaled deeply. "Want a hit?" he asked me, after holding his breath for a few seconds. "What is it?" I asked, hoping that I wouldn't appear too naive. "Poppers," he said. "I keep on forgetting how innocent you are." "Well, you are doing your best to corrupt me. What do they do?" I asked. "They give you a short, intense rush. Just hold it under your nose and inhale a bit," Greg replied. "Not too long, at least for the first time." I took the bottle from him, and followed his instructions. The smell was soft yet chemical, although I didn't feel any different at all. Greg took the bottle back and screwed the top on. Suddenly, warmth filled my body, and all of my senses were heightened together with the pounding of my heart. The formerly steady pace of my cock in and out of Greg's hole now turned into a religious act, each millimeter of movement a benediction of pleasure. Involuntarily, I grabbed my young man's head, and we started to kiss, deeply, lovingly, and intensely. "Oh fuck," I moaned, my hips now bucking uncontrollably in and out of his hole. "Fuck me, Clint," he whispered into my ear. "Fucking pound my hole. Fill me with your cock and drain your seed into me." I thought I was going to cum at any moment as the intensity of the feelings ran from my cock to my balls to my brain. But, shortly later, as I could barely stand it, the sensations passed. It still felt amazing to be inside of Greg, but there wasn't the same intensity. "Pretty incredible, isn't it?" Greg asked me. "Yeah, it was," I said. The surge of emotions and sensations were the poppers that Greg had given me, not to mention the weed we had smoked. It had felt great, but it wasn't something I wanted to do constantly. To be balanced, to be complete, the enhanced, popper-fueled fucking also needed plain old fucking in order to maintain the contrast and passion that the drugs forced on me. "But this is pretty damn nice as well," I said, my cock still sliding in and out of Greg's hole. "I know," Greg said. "This is the best way to wake up." My cock had never felt this hard before, so alive and so masculine, as when it was inside of my hot freshman roommate. It was like a pornographic story, getting to fuck my freshman roommate, the morning after move-in. Plus, there was the certain promise of many more mornings and afternoons and evenings just like this. We would explore each other's bodies and learn how we could find pleasure in them. "Me too," I said, in between our constant kisses. It seemed so normal to me, so natural, to be naked next to a man, to be kissing him, and to have my cock buried inside of him. I had read countless screeds about how it was unnatural, but it had been all so easy, all so natural, to fall into it. In high school, I had attempted to go on dates with girls, but it had always felt forced. With Greg, it was like running down a hill. "I'm going to cum soon," I said. "I know. I can feel your cock dripping pre-cum. Shoot your load deep in me. I need to have more of your fluids inside me." Despite the steady, hard pounding of my cock deep into his ass, Greg kept on smiling. Last night, when he had fucked me, it had hurt but it had also felt good. As my cock penetrated into him he was feeling the same thing. "I really like being this close to you. You inside me. You cumming in me." "Me too," I said. Even when I had just been jerking off, I dripped pre-cum. Now, when I was actually fucking a guy, there was a steady stream leaking from my cock and into Greg. It made each stroke easier and smoother than the one before, and each stroke only brought me closer to orgasm. "I'm going to cum," I said. They were the last words I could say before my orgasm took over my body and mind. Greg wrapped a leg around my waist and an arm around my shoulders, pulling me close to him. His new position also forced my cock deeper into him and my balls bounced against his ass. "Don't hold back," he said. "I can take it." That was all I needed to hear; I stopped trying to hold back and let my cock explode. "I want to take it." "Uggh," I grunted and my dick swelled before spitting a thick load of cum into Greg's ass. "Fuck," I said, as another jet landed inside of him. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," I continued, each word marking another jet of my jizz entering my roommate's ass. "Give it to me," he said. "Drain your balls in my hole." I had a few more spurts in me before my balls went dry and my energy was exhausted. "Nice job, man." Greg grabbed me and gave me a deep kiss. "This is how I want to wake up every day," he said. It took me longer to get my thoughts together. The force of my orgasm had destroyed any ability to think about anything more complex than pure animal pleasure. The poppers hadn't helped me either; they only emphasized the primal nature of our lust. "Me too," I finally gasped. My cock, still buried deep in Greg's hole, was now wickedly sensitive. Greg knew that and was gently squeezing his butt, taunting and teasing me in his effort to get every last drop of my sperm out of my balls and into his body. We lay there and kissed for a few minutes, before my cock finally softened enough to fall out of his hole. "Want to get a shower before breakfast?" Greg asked me. "Sure," I answered. Although we were both in agreement about the next step, the reality of getting up from the bed was a lot harder. Each time we started to make a move, one or the other of us would find something new to play with: a part of the other's body we hadn't yet kissed and hadn't yet explored. "Want some?" Greg asked, offering me the rest of the morning's joint, just after we had finished a round of making out. "Sure," I said. Greg lit the joint, and inhaled deeply. I was about to take it from him when he stopped me. "Wait," he said. "Exhale for me." I emptied my lungs, and he pressed his lips against mine. He blew out his cloud, into my lungs, more than filling them. "I love that," he said. After fifteen minutes of making out, shotgunning, and exploring each other, I had managed only to get out of bed, only to find myself kneeling in front of Greg. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, and his cock was right in front of me, hard, huge and erect. It seemed to be begging for my attention. "God, you're big," I said, wondering how I could ever get all of that beautiful shaft into my mouth. "You're pretty good sized yourself," he said. I looked down. My cock was still in recovery mode. Even accounting for that, it seemed so much smaller than Greg's tool. Like all guys, I had measured it many times, hoping the result would be something big and impressive and something I could brag about. But, each time, it was the exact same number: seven and a quarter inches. "How big are you?" I asked. I licked the tip of Greg's shaft, my tongue running over the unique combination of soft, sensitive skin stretched over the steel-hard core. There was a drop at the tip, salty and subtle, tasting of Greg's own flavor. "Eight inches," he said. "You?" "Only seven," I said. "And a bit." "That's still plenty big enough," he said. "Trust me. It felt awesome fucking me." He put a hand on the back of my head and gently pressed down. He forced me to take more of his cock in my mouth, so I opened wide and tried my best to fit his shaft into my mouth. It was only the second time in my life sucking on another man's cock. There had been the guy in the gym the other morning and now Greg. I wondered how many times Greg had sucked a guy off. What had he done after school and over the summer? How much more experience had he had compared to me, and was there any way I could hope to measure up. I realized that each time I had sucked cock, I had ended up kneeling in front of them, their erect shafts filling my vision, filling my mouth, filling my world. I knew viscerally why "cocksucker" was an epithet and why it was a put-down. There was nothing else I could do other than to genuflect in front of the source of the men's masculinity and power over me. I even wanted to do it, to truly become nothing more than a cocksucker. But both times it didn't feel like I was debasing myself or that I was less of a man, when I took Greg's dick into my mouth, when I swallowed Eli's shaft. I wanted those dicks more than anything else and to know I was giving them pleasure. That I was able to share in their pleasure was just a bonus. "And damn, that feels good," he moaned, leaning back slightly. I looked up at him with his cock in my mouth. He was smiling and his eyes were heavy, almost closed. "I'm going to cum if you keep that up. You want my load?" I nodded. I hadn't even thought about pulling off and not taking Greg's jizz. It seemed disrespectful to Greg to not let him cum in my mouth. I would be telling him that he was dirty and unclean. His load would be my reward. It would be his way of showing me how much he had enjoyed my oral service. It was my prize for being a good cocksucker. "Fuck yeah," he grunted. "Take my load, you cocksucker." He pulled his cock out and ran it over my thin beard. The beard quickly got wet from my spit and his pre-cum. "You fucking hot man, teasing me, getting me so damn hard, so damn close." I let him rub his cock over my face until he had gotten his fill. He slid it back into my open, waiting mouth. He pushed it all the way in, until it was hitting the back of my mouth. I needed to take more of it. I needed to take him all the way to the base. I needed to feel his balls rest against my chin. "Just start to swallow, but hold it," Greg said. He had picked up on just how much of a novice I was. He was giving me instructions on how to give a better blowjob. As he spoke to me, giving me confident, quiet instructions, he grabbed the brown bottle again, and held it under my nose. "This will help you. A lot," he said. I inhaled deeply from the poppers and remembered the warm, exciting rush I had gotten from them earlier. He pulled me off his cock for a moment while he did a hit from the bottle as well. When my heart started to pound, I took his cock again and swallowed. My throat opened up, and it was instantly obvious how to take his shaft. I went all the way down on his cock and it even entered my throat. It felt even bigger than it looked, filling me up, and nearly choking me. "Oh fuck," he moaned. "That feels awesome, man." Even though his shaft was more than I imagined I could manage, I kept his cock in my throat. I had to fight back the urge to gag; it was my body's involuntary reaction to the invasion. But, although my body had one reaction, I was far from wanting him out of my throat. In fact, I wanted him in me as deep as possible. Not only did I want him deep, I wanted him to stay there and to do this as often as possible. He felt the way I was gagging and pulled his shaft out. "It's alright," he said. "It takes some practice, especially with my cock." He ran his hand over my head, ending up holding my cheek. I looked up, and he was smiling at me. "You look so beautiful, Clint, down on my cock. It took the other boys weeks to learn how to do it. And they had sucked dick before." He leaned in and gave me a kiss. "I want to give you my load." I nodded. I loved giving him head. I loved hearing him tell me how good I was at it. Even if he was just saying it to re-assure me after gagging on his cock, it made me feel like less of a naive boy, and more of his sexual equal. "You want my load?" Once more, I nodded. Unlike Greg, in my whole life, I had been with only one other man. I had only had one chance to taste one other man's sperm. Even that had been just the previous morning: Eli in the steam room. I needed to know what Greg's tasted like. "Good," he said. "I'm getting fucking close." He took the bottle of poppers, and did a hit. "I don't want to ever have to pull out when I am inside you." He then held the bottle under my nose, letting me inhale the drugs. It wasn't long before the poppers hit both of us. I had to have all of Greg's cock in my mouth and let him enter my throat. I wanted not just to taste his sperm but I wanted to swallow it as well. I wanted to make him part of myself. Greg was getting close, as his breathing was now labored and his cock was harder and thicker with each stroke in and out of my mouth. In addition, he was dripping pre-cum in a steady stream. I was swallowing every drop of it. "Oh fuck," he said, "I'm cumming." His cock stiffened and spurted, emitting a thick jet of his cum right against the back of my throat. Without even thinking I swallowed and kept on sucking his cock. The next spurt landed on my tongue, I could taste the sweet saltiness of his semen. It was hard for me to compare him to Eli; although the two flavors were definitely both male, they were as different as the big, muscular black man and the lithe, young college boy was. I wanted more of both. "Oh fuck, cocksucker," he moaned. "Swallow my cum." His hand was at the back of my head and he held me in place. Even if I had any desire, with his hand on my head, there was no way I could have pulled off of him to avoid taking his load. "Damn hot," he said. I could tilt my head up just enough to see him staring at me and watching how his hard cock disappeared into my mouth. I wondered what this scene would look like to an observer: I was on my knees with my lips stretched around this handsome young man's hard cock. He was bucking wildly and obviously shooting his load into my mouth. This scene was just what I wanted and what I secretly dreamt of for years. Even though I had just shot my own load, my cock was getting hard once again, from the pure primal pleasure of sucking another man's cock and swallowing his hot load. Greg's thrusts slowly subsided, and my mouth was no longer filling up with sperm. But neither of us made any move; I was still milking out the last drops of sperm and Greg was enjoying my attention. "Damn, that felt amazing," Greg said. He sat up on the edge of the bed, carefully not letting his cock fall out of my mouth. Only then did he pull me up to kiss me. His tongue explored my mouth and sought out the last remnants of his load. He found those few tiny drops that I hadn't yet swallowed. "You've done that before?" he asked. "Only a few times," I said, sheepishly. "I'm pretty new at all of this. Once, actually." "Fuck, how did you know to do that?" "I guess I just did what I wanted you to do to me." "God. Don't know if it was you or what, but that was the best blow job I've ever gotten." We continued to kiss, as both of our cocks softened and our morning horniness finally dissipated. "Shower?" he asked me. "Sure," I said. He stood up from the bed and I followed him into the bathroom. I adjusted the water while Greg tried to find two towels for us. He had planned to unpack yesterday afternoon, but instead, we had ended up fucking the entire afternoon. Now those choices were coming back to annoy us. "Just use mine," I said, pointing him to where I had stacked the two lone towels I had brought. "Ok," he said. He got into the shower while I held the curtain open for him. I followed him in. He pulled me close and kept both of us under the warm water. As we embraced, he rubbed his cheek against my beard. "I keep on expecting it to be rougher than it is. It's so soft," he said, before kissing me again. I wrapped my arms around him and his body pressed up against mine. Even though I had spent the previous afternoon and all night with Greg, his body was still the source of constant discoveries. This time, it was the thick hair on his legs; it had been matted down by the water even as though his smooth chest seemed almost dry. "You feel good," I said, fully aware of how trite it sounded. "You too." We kissed before he continued. "It seems strange that we've only known each other for less than a day. It feels like a lot longer." I had been having the same feelings; Greg was quickly turning into more than just a roommate. Possibly even more than just a friend or fuckbuddy. "A lot longer," he said. "I know," I said. I didn't want to jinx what we had started by saying anything else yet. Instead, I grabbed a bar of soap and rubbed it all over Greg's body. I soaped up his torso and then turned him around to do his back. He started to press his ass up against my groin, but he was suddenly started coughing. It took him a minute or two to recover from the coughing fit. "I think I got a cold from the drive out here. Or something," he said. "I wondered about that," I said. He had woken up a few times the past night due to sneezing and coughing. But, each time, it had quickly subsided. "Yeah, sucks. And now, I've got a bit of a sore throat as well." "Well, I can always give you something to help soothe it," I said, rubbing my cock up against his soap-covered slippery body. "Hard to tell if that would make it better or worse," he said. "My turn," he said. He took the soap from me and turned me around. He lathered up my back, before moving down and spreading my ass open. He carefully cleaned out my crack allowing a stray finger to run slow circles around my hole and gently press and probe my hole. I moaned in pleasure; I wanted him back inside me. "Oh fuck, that feels good," I said. "But I need some food. There's plenty of time later for all that." "Promise?" Greg asked me. He pushed me under the water to rinse off. "Promise," I said. "I'll never get tired of you fucking me." It had been hard enough to tell him to stop playing with my hole. To tell him that he'd never get another opportunity to slide his beautiful dick into me was far more than I could do that morning. I pulled him under the water, and as we kissed we also rinsed off the last of the soap. "Now. Food. I've got soccer practice this afternoon. Afterward that?" "Don't shower," he said. "I want you hot and sweaty when I fuck you." "I can do that," I said, turning off the water. Greg handed me a towel. We dried off, got dressed, and headed out for breakfast.

My friend (Rodriguez, Rod from now) answered the door the same way he did before. "Damn, the kid has been working on your cock for hours." "I know man. He's in love with it or something." My slave boy got naked and got on his knees while we sat on the couch. I told him to go to Rod and help the kid with his cock and he crawled to Rod. The kid kept on sucking as my slave got next to him and stared. Then my slave started to say something to the kid and they started to reposition their bodies. My slave got on his back under the kid so he could suck on the balls while the kid sucked the cock. Rod must have liked the added sensation as he closed his eyes and grunted softly. Three slim muscular bodies entangled looked really hot. So I started to record it. I moved around and got some close ups as well. As it got close to midnight, Rod's phone started ring and we had to take a break. Rod took both of them to his bathroom in his bedroom and showed them how to use the enema in the shower. He handed them a towel to share and a huge double headed dildo. "that will keep them busy while I make some money." Rod put a sweatpants and threw me one to put on as well as his customers came by. Many of them are very horny and as they get some drugs, they get sex crazed. We didn't want to attract them tonight since we had another plan. I checked on our bottoms once in a while and my slave behaved really well as he prepared both the kid and himself for fucking. He also opened the kid's virgin ass with the one side of dildo as he whispered words of encouragements. When few inches of it was inside the kid, my slave took the other end and pushed it into himself. The kid gasped with a surprise push of the dildo as my slave pushed from the other end but being both high and natural bottoms, the kid's cock jumped up with excitement and soon they were both rock hard as they fucked the double headed dildo. It was hot and funny to see two submissive bottom boys eagerly opening their holes for us so I told Rod to check it out as well. Rod decided to share the vision with others so he pulled my slave's hair and led them to the living room. The white boy followed crawling backwards as not to let out a rubber cock in him. The kid maybe a young virgin but he sure seemed ready for good fucking both his throat and his hole. He was a natural born slave boy like my Asian slave. Rod told me he's glad that his junkie friend found this boy for him. As the slaves entertained themselves and put on the show for some clients, Rod made some money and I helped him measuring and stuff. Rod told me how he likes my slave as well as his new white slave and asked me if he could him sometime so we made the arrangement. Rod said he was impressed how my slave led the other newer slave in cleaning and preparing their body for us and I told him about how my slave loves to be submissive and worship me and my friends. And he's a high school teacher so he's good with teaching other slaves. Rod's boy slave is a college freshman and he was in high school wrestling team. He was in closet til college and that guy was the third gay man he met. I could see the wrestler's muscle on that small white boy's body. Some guys wanted to play with us or our slaves but we didn't let them do more than touching them. Few got away with taking their dicks out and our slaves took it in their mouth as their nature took charge but we stopped them and slapped the slaves face as a punishment which didn't really seem to help. Finally around 5 AM as it got brighter outside, people stopped coming or calling. I could see how difficult it'd be for Rod to have his own fun sometimes. We both got on either side of our slaves and fed them more drugs and our cocks. Rod asked me if my slave was converted and I have been filling him with poz seeds of mine and others since the day I broke him but not tested yet. We asked my Asian slave if he got tested and he shook his head. I told him to go get tested ASAP. Talking about breeding these slaves with our poz seeds got both of us in the mood for it so we pulled them away from the dildo. They both seemed very disappointed as their holes got emptied and much happier as we replaced it with our cocks. Even with hours of playing with the dildo, both slaves holes were tight around our cocks. My slave struggled a bit as I tried to push the whole cock to the balls with one thrust so I had to hold him down. Rod's slave took it better like a good athlete but his hole got ripped a little and bled a little bit around Rod's cock. As Rod started to pump in and out, the white kid slave's eyes started to fill with tears but the kid was determined to take it like a true sub bottom and didn't struggle or scream. As his cock started to get hard and leaked out lots of precum making a pool under his body, he started to moan and push back to Rod. Shortly after that, Rod grunted and shot his loads deep into the kid. Rod started to back up on to the sofa slowly and the still hungry kid started to followed back with him, not letting his cock out of him. Rod's cock must have stayed hard enough after the first cum as the kid continued to fuck himself on his cock and for the first time i heard him speak. "Oh my god. I love you, man. I love your cock and I love gay fucking man. Please fuck me more and never stop, man." The kid continued self fucking and chanting of his love for Rod's cock for a while even as the drug started to kick in again and he started to slur his words. My slave needed some discipline as he showed some disobedience before so after his hole got used to my cock and he started to push back, I pulled out completely. He stared back at me with tears in his eyes and begged me to put it back in. I told him the list of things he did wrong today and he said he was sorry. I slapped his ass really hard and told him to repeat "Thank you sir" As I gave him as many slapping as the times of mistake I counted today, my slave's pain started to change its effect on my slave's body. His whimpering and cries had become moans of pleasure and tearing eyes now closed tight. His small cock was rock hard and drooling pre-cum. When I told him the end of the punishment for today, he started to beg me if I could fuck him now. I did reward his enthusiasm with my cock and pounded in and out of him few times before his body shook and the walls of his hole started to massage my shaft as he neared his orgasm. And all of sudden, my cock from the head to the base got a tight grip of his wet hot pussy muscle as he shot his loads. And my cock did the same thing almost at the same time deep into his hole. The tight grip of his hole on my cock helped my cock not to lose too much blood after cumming and stayed hard in his hole. I lifted my slave's small body and sat on the couch next to Rod and placed him on my lap. My slave boy started to grind his hip as he slowly rode my cock. "Man, these boys are loving our cocks. Your slave looks like a fucking bitch, man. He sure knows how to bump and grind." "He'd be a girl if he had some tits but he's Asian." "Ha ha... well some Asian bitches have tits although I must agree that's not what they are good for. They do have tight pussies though." "I wouldn't know. I don't play that team, you know." "Ha ha... I wonder if he has a sister or something. It's been a while since I had some pussy. I always end up fucking men since I am surrounded by men who practically beg me to fuck them all the time like this bitch." And Rod slapped the white boy's ass leaving a huge red hand print on it. The boy yelped but continued his self fucking with moaning. We heard the key at the door and saw Rod's older son walking in, followed by his younger son and their friend. They paused a little before greeting us and went to their room to drop their bags. They came back out to the living room and sat by the table and started to smoke the pipe. Their friend came out little later and sat on the couch between me and Rod. The kid must be enjoying the show as he showed a big hard on. He took it out and started to pump it with one hand while he felt around our cocks and slaves' holes with his fingers. Rod's sons asked him if he wanted to smoke. As he got up to take the pipe, both slaves' eyes were glued to his teenage cock. Rod told the kid he could join if he wants to. The kid fed his cock to Rod's slave boy and took hits from the pipe as his cock was sucked into the kid's throat. Rod's son got next to his friend and fed my slave his cock. We all passed the pipe around as our slaves' holes worked on our cocks. Rod's younger son left a bit upset but came back out later to remind Rod what time it was. I was surprised how long we have been playing with our slaves. I had to go to work so I pulled out of my slave. My slave milked my cock for couple of more loads while I was sitting on the couch so the hole leaked out alot of liquid. As I entered the bathroom to clean up, Rod's younger son took my place. The boy had a bigger cock than other boys maybe bigger or equal size as mine. And being a young stud, he really fucked like a rabbit, fast, deep and hard. Rod and the friend had to pull out their cocks to get some work done as well. When I got ready to leave and went to the living room, I saw that my slave had no intention of leaving as he was down on his back under the other slave while both of them were being fucked by the younger men. My slave was sucking on the balls above him as he watched the fucking from up close. The white slave had his eyes glued to the cock and the hole in front of his eyes. Ron said he will take care of my slave so I left his apartment as the pleasure filled moaning of both slaves and white smoke filled the whole room.

I met an anon guy via BBRT in my Derbyshire Holiday Home last night. His profile claimed he was 30 but I'd put him closer to 40. He'd obviously lost a lot of weight since the photo.on his profile. He was travelling in the area and was staying overnight in a local hotel. Just after 11pm his message popped up on my screen and bluntly asked "Do you want to fuck?" My wife was asleep upstairs while I cruised on the PC. I decided to sneak out for a quick fuck and gave him the the address of the holiday home. I cleaned out and set off. To be honest I thought he'd be a no show, but he arrived just five minutes after me. He dragged me down on to the sofa and we had a snogging session. Fairly soon our clothes were on the floor and he was fingering my ass. He'd bought some lube with him. His cock was about 8 inches and rock hard against my belly. I didn't resist when he lifted my legs and started to push his bare rod into my ass. It hurt a bit, but he wasn't interested he just kept pushing in when I gasped. This was not love making, just hard fucking. He fucked hard for about 10 minutes before pushing in deep and depositing a load in my ass. No warning or asking if was okay. He stayed in me fucking slowly and asked if I wanted to do an over night session, but I said I had to get back to my home in case the missus woke up and wonder where I was. He pulled out and said "that's a pity." then dressed and left the house. I kept his load in me during the drive home, but had to dash to the toilet when I got home. I checked his status this morning. It just says. "Ask me".

Did the baths today and got 4 fucks in the steamroom love just been bent over and rammed.On way back got a message from the Asian taxi driver from the other week asking if I Was free. He had a few friends who would like to meet me. I had a cum my hole and was still horny so I arranged to meet. He asked me to meet at a portacabin near the railway arches. I got there and he was there in undershorts and vest and I immediately started sucking his shaved cock and was in heaven his three mates turned up all Pakistani and I spent a while getting fucked and swallowing cum . no one mentioned condoms and one of them whilst fucking me kept telling me what a dirty white fucking whore I was and he had a great thick cock which he used to ram in me hard.the last one was the original fella my driver who gave me his load I had a great time and can get a free ride in future in both ways.

thank you! i'll see if more people like it, it's my first time doing something like this

At steamworks Berkeley and just took my first load

Sorry, not my best writing but it was a hot experience. Should have proofread before posting. Anyway, here is some more from that weekend. This particular part of the day gets a bit raunchy so if you are not into scat, you might want to skip it. As I wandered around the mostly empty bathhouse, I figured I better make the most of it. Every guy who gave me a look, I would try to slow down and look back and see if they indicated what they wanted to do. Some guys passed me over but several beckoned me to their rooms. I got fucked 2 more times before things got weird again. A big guy, like 6-5 and 250 lbs to my 5-8 and 150 lbs saw me and I stopped. He made a fist and grabbed it and nodded. I nodded back so he waved me after him as he walked away. I was pretty sore and didn't really want to get fisted again but my bottom slut mode was in full force and I couldn't help myself. I followed him to his room, if you want to even call it that. Weirdest bathhouse room, I don't even remember a bed. He had me get on my hands and knees as he tried to force the biggest hand I'd ever seen into my ass. He soon found the cum from earlier and grunted, I don't think he spoke English, and scooped the cum up and fed it to me. He then went back to working his hand into me. It was a lot of work. I had to push out hard and he was shoving me violently into the wall. With his other hand he handed me poppers and I breathed them in gratefully. Finally his hand and arm started working in and out of my hole. My limp and shriveled dick was pouring out precum to the floor as he continued to batter my helpless and sore hole. He was grunting in satisfaction and sweating and manhandling me. I had to continue to push out pretty hard as he worked my hole and guts hard. Soon I smelled the faint smell of shit. It had been a while since I had cleaned out if it was 3pm, probably almost 18 hours. I started to feel self conscious but he was relentless. Grunting and making me writhe with pain. I tried to black out on poppers but eventually started to try to get away and get his arm out of my butt. I stood up but his arm followed firmly in my ass. He laughed and continued to pound my hole, his hand came completely out several times but my used hole was not able to close up and stop him from entering. As hot as it was to me, the smell was getting worse and I could hear splattering on the dark floor of the darkened room sometimes when his arm would leave my ass. He did too so he maneuvered me around and pushed me back down on the floor and pushed my face down on the floor into the splatter. It smelled like shit and I looked back at him and he was smiling wickedly. I was feeling piggy with his huge arm up my ass so I started to push my face into it and lick and suck it and swallow it. I looked back and he looked thrilled and started violently working my hole as my face got covered in shit. As his arm continued to work my hole I got concerned I would release more. Knowing we couldn't get away with this in the bathhouse, I insisted he let me go so he finally removed his arm and wiped my gut lube and shit all over my face and stuffed his fingers in my mouth. I licked them and found my towel and wiped his hand gratefully and as apologetically as I could. I left his room, humiliated by the smell and with the streaks of my own shit on my face and lips. I walked quickly to the bathroom and fortunately no one was around. I took a hot shower and then went to the toilet and cleaned out. I wanted to take another shower but still had the dirty towel. By this point more people were around again so I sheepishly wadded up the soiled towel and made my way nakedly to the front counter where I quickly threw the used towel and grabbed a fresh one and looked at the time. It was only 345pm. 8 hours to go! So I made my way back to the shower area that seemed to have been filling up. As I did, I passed by a row of sinks where my fister was washing his hands and arms. He saw me in the mirror and grinned and grunted. He made a fist and nodded like "more?" And I grinned back and shook my head no and continued to to the showers. I needed a break and my ass needed a break. I could feel my ass lips pulsing and hanging as I walked and was thankful for my bubble butt to hopefully hide them from being seen.

Married Man at the Gloryholes: Part 3 I woke with a raging hard on to the alarm clock ringing. David was still spooning me with his body tightly against mine and arm around my chest. His cock was hard and pressed against my ass between my cheeks, just where it should be. It felt so good lying naked in his arms, but I had a busy day at work ahead of me. I slipped out of bed and into the bathroom. I sat on the toilet and jizz leaked from my ass. My ass was a little sore, but I wasn’t complaining. The thought of his toxic cum dripping from my ass only made my cock harder. When I stood up I noticed his cum in the toilet along with red streaks of blood. The site only turned me on more. I jumped into the shower. My bladder was full, but I had no problem pissing with a hard on. I never did. I let out a full stream of piss emptying my bladder. As I washed off the sweat and cum from last night’s play, I lathered up my balls and stroked my hard shaft. Thoughts of David giving me all his poz cum flashed through my mind and only made my cock harder. I stroked my cock a few more times, then quickly rinsed off, and got out of the shower. It was time to face my day at work. David still lay in bed sleeping. The sheet draped across him covered his perfect hairy body from the waist down. As I dressed I continued to look at this stud in my bed. My eyes made their way down and back up his body to his bearded face. He stirred in bed, and opened his eyes, “Good morning, handsome.” “Morning. I have to head to work,” as I finished tying my tie. “Stay as long as you like, ok?” “Ok. Last night was amazing, you know.” “Yes it was. It was incredible. I should be done working around 5 if you’re free tonight. I’d love to see you again.” He said, “I should be done working around the same time. Want to meet me at that corner bar again for a drink after work?” “Absolutely. Look forward to it.” He crawled out of bed. He stood in front of me naked. His morning wood stood at attention. His cock was thick and veiny. The head barely stuck out past his foreskin. His pubic hair was thick leading to a gentle wispy treasure trail leading up his abdomen. Hair spread out covering his chest. His beard was about 6 inches long and thick. His arms were fairly muscular and veiny. He was beautiful. The site of him alone made my heart beat faster. Why did it take me so long to realize this was more than curiosity? I longed to touch him, taste him all over, feel him inside me, take his DNA in me. I wanted every part of this man, and wanted to poz from him. Being gay felt so incredible, so natural, so right. Something I never felt with any woman. He walked toward me and took me in his arms. His grip felt masculine, rugged, but gentle. He pressed his body to mine and hugged and kissed me. I could feel his hard shaft pressed against me, and my cock again began to bone up. “Fuck, look what you’re doing to me already?” My cock throbbed clearly outlining my hard shaft through my pants. David reached down and stroked my cock through my pants. “Glad I have that effect on you.” He again kissed me and my cock pressed against his naked body, sending chills through my body. “Fuck, you turn me on so much, David. If we keep this up we’ll both be naked in bed and late for work.” “That’s not such a bad idea.” We continued to kiss in each other’s arms. My cock throbbed as he reached down and rubbed my hard shaft. He undid my tie and unbuttoned my shirt. My pants dropped to the floor, and my cock stood at attention. I was naked in front of David. He slowly caressed my body, and my cock danced and throbbed as I stood naked before him. He ran his fingers across my mustache and lips before burying his tongue deep into my mouth. I could still taste the sweat on his stache from our play the night before. David pushed me onto the bed on my back, and crawled on top of me. “I think we have time for a quick breeding of your ass.” “Fuck, I want more of your seed in me.” He wasted no time, grabbing me by the ankles, lifting my legs to his shoulders, then lubing his cock with his spit. He aimed his cock at my hole and forcefully opened me up. The head of his tool slipped inside, and he immediately thrust into me all the way. Fuck, it burned so much. I grimaced with pain. My body tensed up tightening my hole around his shaft. That only made him moan with pleasure. “Keep that up and you’ll be filled with more poz cum before you know it.” He kept his cock buried balls deep inside me. “Feel my cock all the way in you? I have you opened up wide. ” The pain began to subside, and my hole relaxed around his cock. “That’s it. Take my poz cock,” and he started to slide his dick all the way in and out of me. Each time he slammed his cock back into my ass, my hole tightly gripped every inch of his shaft. “Fuck, man, you feel incredible.” He pulled his cock all the way out my ass. “Damn, look at that, you hot fucker. “ His cock head was covered with precum, and it was clearly leaking from his piss hole and dripping from off his shaft. “You have me leaking a ton of precum.” He slid back in me, “My virus is definitely in you. You’re going to poz, man….you want that?” “Fuck, yes. Poz me up. Give me your toxic load.” “You got it.” He kept pumping his cock deep inside me. “Are you ready for another load?” “Yes, give it to me.” “Here is comes. Take my poz seed.” His cock again pulsed. I felt it shooting gobs of poz cum into my gut. As my ass tightened around his shaft, my cock again pulsed, emptying my balls of their sweet cum all over my chest. David’s body jerked and he moaned with pleasure as my ass milked every drop of his toxic man juice inside me. “Fuck, man, I love filling you with my poz cum.” “I love taking your toxic seed too. You’re incredible. You make me shoot my load without even touching my cock.” David pulled his cock from my ass. He leaned over me and licked up every drop of cum from my chest. He French kissed me, sharing my sweet load of cum with me. We lay in each other’s arms on the bed for a moment. Then I got up and started to dress again for work. I didn’t shower again. I was a little late, and besides, I wanted to keep the scent of him on me all day. “I’m off to work, sexy. See you tonight, ok?” “Ok, I’m going to shower up and get to work. See you tonight.” The entire day I found my mind drifting. I enjoyed the smell on my mustache. It was like sweat mixed with cum. It was the smell of sex. It made my cock twitch every time I got a whiff. It was hard to focus on work. I now took 4 loads of poz cum from David, and I wanted more. I knew there was no turning back now. I didn’t want to either. I went from being a “straight” man, so I thought, to a bareback, cock sucking, poz cum chasing, gay man. Fuck!!!! I knew I wanted to poz from David, and I also knew I wanted more. I wanted to date him. Maybe try to build a relationship with him if he was interested in that. Time would tell as I got to know him better. This was going to be difficult. I didn’t want to hurt my wife, but I also knew I could no longer be with her. I hoped she could somehow forgive me, understand, maybe even remain good friends through it all, but maybe that was just wishful thinking on my part; a way for me to feel better about it all. Either way I had to be honest with her, and end our marriage. I wasn’t going to be the married man sleeping around with men on the side. That wasn’t for me. I wanted to be out, proud, and poz. I guess people would think I’m crazy to want to be poz, but even the thought of the word, POZ, was erotic to me. I didn’t try to understand why I wanted to poz; why I found it to be such a turn on. I just knew it felt right and so did David. I guess I was rediscovering the real me. Five o’clock rolled around; the close to a busy day at work. I looked forward to the evening to unwind and spend some time with David. I went back to my hotel room, changed into something more comfortable, and walked to the corner bar. I arrived before David, so I grabbed a beer, sat at the bar and chatted with the bartender a bit while waiting. He was a flirtatious, sexy, little number with tattoos; a handsome guy with gorgeous eyes, a nice ass and even hotter basket. He clearly was free-balling it. The outline of his cock showed prominently down his right pants leg. After about 30 minutes of small talk with the bartender, David walked in and took a seat at the bar next to me. “I see you’ve met the bartender, John. Handsome little devil isn’t he?” “Hey, David, How’s your week going?” “It’s a great week so far. You look well.” “I’m doing just fine,” as John grabbed David a beer. “Your usual?” “Yes.”​ “There you go….it’s on the house.” “Thank you, John,” as David leaned over and gave John a kiss. “John’s a great guy. Have you checked out his ink?” “Some, not all of ‘em. Had a hard time taking my eyes off that hot ass and package.” “Hey, John. Show Ben your ink, if you don’t mind.” John had a full sleeve with a detailed, colorful dragon twisting down his arm. It was amazing work. “Awesome tattoo, I love it.” “I’m sure Ben would also love to see the tattoo on your abdomen, John. If you know what I mean.” John grinned and lifted his shirt. He had a nice hairy abdomen, and on his left hip he had a black biohazard tattoo with the letters “P, O, Z” in each circle of the symbol. I felt my cock getting hard, “Nice!! Hot ink!!” “So does that turns you on too?” I nodded, “It’s erotic.” “Are you poz?” “No, but…..”​ David chimed in, “Not yet,” then he winked at John. With a grin on his face John put his elbows on the bar and leaned over toward me, “In that case you’ll be joining the club in no time. Only took a few weeks for him to charge me up.” By now my cock was rock hard. David ran his hand up my leg and felt my hard cock through my jeans. “I knew that would turn you on.” “That is hot. “ “You know it’s kind of well-known in the gay community if you have a biohazard tattoo it means you have HIV?” “It does? So why don’t you have one?” “I’m toying with it. It is erotic. Think you would want one after you poz?” “Oh………. yes!!!” “Cool!! Maybe I’ll get mine with you. You know, I see how much that boned you up seeing John’s tattoo and your little chat. I could invite him to join us to make you a poz cum dump if you like. I was just being a little selfish with your ass. I want to be the one to charge you up.” “I’m sure it would be hot taking both your poz loads, but I would prefer you be the one to poz me too. I want that connection with you.” David and I tipped a few more beers. “So….you know, I’m here for the rest of this week. Then I’m heading home for a few weeks.” “Well, then we should make the most of our time together this week, if you can,” and David clicked his beer bottle with mine, “Cheers.” We took a swig of beer, “Absolutely. I’d like that.” “And what about after this week?” “That’s up to you I guess. Where would you like this to go?“ “I’d like to see you when I return. Spend time with you.” “Then we will. Have you thought about your wife at all?” “Yeah, I don’t know how I’m going to tell her yet. I know I can’t stay with her.” “You could live a double life.” “No, I cannot do that. It wouldn’t be fair to Cindy. I’m not the same person. I’m gay. I realize that now and want to be with a man. You know, it all makes sense to me now. Why I didn’t want kids. Why I would check out guys all the time. Why sex never felt quite right with my wife, but this feels so right with another man. I’m also most likely going to be poz.” “You could still go to a doctor yet and get treated. You have 72 hours.” “No, I don’t want to do that.” I looked at David, “I know what I want.” “And what’s that?” “You, or at least see where this would go between us, if you’re interested.” David smiled at me, “Yeah, I’m interested.” We flirted with John a bit and finished our beers. He was one sexy man. Maybe after I poz I’d be up for a 3-some with David and him. “Want to go grab a bite to eat? I thought maybe you could spend the night at my place tonight. It’s not far from your hotel.” I looked at David with a silly grin, “Are you trying to have your way with me again with your alluring charm?” He stared into my eyes with an evil smirk, “Absolutely. I think you need another charging tonight too.” “Well in that case how can I resist?” David said, “Hey John, see you later. We’re heading out.” “See you bud. Take care.” John put out his hand to shake mine, and he pulled me toward the bar and gave me a hug and a kiss. “Enjoy taking that charged seed, sexy.” “I am, big time. You’re a hot guy, you know. Great meeting you.” “Thanks. Awesome meeting you, Ben. Don’t be a stranger.” We had a quick bite to eat then went to David’s condo, and he showed me around. He had a black and white cat named Sylvester. Friendly little guy that kept rubbing against my legs. David poured me a glass of wine, and offered to let me shower if I wanted. I finished my wine, then stripped naked and headed for the bathroom. It didn’t take me long to get boned up thinking about the probable play ahead. I was stroking my cock while soaping myself up when David slipped in the shower behind me. His cock was rock hard and I quickly got on my knees to suck his rod. As I was about to slip the head of his cock into my mouth he put his hand on my shoulder and held me still. His cock pulsed a few times in front of me and then a golden stream of piss sprayed out from his cock, drenching my face and body. My cock immediately stood straight up. My God, it was so erotic!!! I watched his stream shoot from his piss hole, then opened my mouth and let him fill me up with piss. It was pretty watered down from the beer, but tasted amazing. My cock was begging for attention, and I began to stroke my hard shaft while drinking piss from his poz cock. “That’s it, drink my piss you hot pig. Take every drop.” David emptied every drop of piss from his bladder down my throat and all over my body. “Fuck that was so hot.” “Glad you love piss too. You’re becoming quite a hot little pig. Now suck my cock.” I slid my tongue down the shaft of his rod and sucked his balls. Then I engulfed the full length of his cock into my mouth to the back of my throat. He grasped the top of my head with one hand and slowly thrust the full length of his all the way in and out of my mouth. The deep penetration made me gag, as he continued to pound at the back of my throat. He moaned with pleasure as the water continued to hit our bodies. “Ready for your charging pig?” David pulled his cock from my throat and pulled me to my feet. He turned me around, bent me over, and with one deep thrust of his wet cock, shoved deep into my ass. I braced myself against the shower wall with my hands, and my ass tightened in pain. David held his cock all the way inside me again, “Relax, pig, I’ll have you loosened up in no time.” The pain quickly subsided and pressed harder against his massive meat. “Fuck me with your poz cock.” David began to thrust in and out of my ass, and I pushed firmly onto his rod with each plunge inside me. “Damn, your ass feels so good. Won’t take me long to dump another toxic load in you if you keep that up.” We moaned, and gyrated our bodies in sync, and he fucked my ass hard and rough. I stroked my hard cock, knowing I was closer and closer to shooting my load with each penetration against my prostate. “I want to feel your cock filling me with your DNA.” “Yeah?? You ready for it? Cause it’s comin’,” as he spanked my ass. “Give it to me.” “Here it comes, Baby.” He plunged into me one more time. As I felt the full thickness of every inch of David’s thick shaft, we both unloaded our cocks. I felt every throb of his rod inside me, filling my guts again with his poz seed. My body jerked as my cock finished draining my balls of their thick creamy load. “I love you cumming in me.” “I love it too. Your sweet ass is mine.” David’s cock slowly slipped from my ass. We finished lathering our bodies, rinsed, and made our way to the bedroom. We curled up in each other’s arms naked and exhausted and drifted off to sleep. The rest of the week flew by. We spent the time getting to know each other better, and David planted his seed me in me 3 more times. I hated to leave him, because I knew I was starting to develop stronger feelings for him, but he gave me a hot Saturday morning departing gift. He planted his poz cum in me one more time before I hit the road to head home for a few weeks. I frequently found my cock boning up while driving and thinking about David and incredible week we spent together. Now was going to be the difficult part. How was I going to break the news to my wife? I arrived home late Friday night. My wife greeted me with a hug and kiss. She had dinner in the refrigerator waiting for me. The longer I waited, the more difficult this would become. I sensed she knew something was bothering me, but I decided to wait until the Sunday to talk to her. This could be my last weekend with her. I dreaded the conversation and Sunday rolled around quickly. I woke up Sunday morning and stayed in bed for an hour. I was quiet at breakfast, and my wife grew concerned. “What’s bothering you, Ben? You’ve been quiet all morning.” “I don’t know how to talk to you about this, so I’ll just say it.” “What is it?” “I……, I……, I realize that I’ve always felt different. I know why now. I’m…., I’m gay.” I could see the disbelief in her eyes. She chuckled awkwardly, “Nice joke, honey.” “It’s no joke, Cindy. I’m gay.” Her eyes became glassy and the tears ran down her cheeks. “What do you mean you’re gay?!!!” “I’m attracted to men. I can’t deny it, now that I realize. It’s not fair to you or me.” “Well, what about us? Do you want a divorce?” I nodded my head, “I don’t see any other way.” “You’re having an affair, aren’t you?” “I’m sorry!! I don’t mean to hurt you, but I can’t live a lie.” “So that’s what this is to you? All these years together?......a lie?” Tears rolled down her cheeks, and tears ran from my eyes. “I’m sorry. I can’t change who I am.” She slapped me across the face, “You bastard!!!! Just get out!!” “I’m sorry!! I didn’t mean to hurt you.” I cried. This hurt me badly, but not as much as I hurt her. “Just leave!!! Get out!!!!!” I walked to our bedroom and packed a suitcase. The tears ran down my face, but I knew it had to be this way. I returned to my wife with my bag in hand. She stood at the fireplace with her back to me. I could tell she was in tears. “I’ll get the rest of my things later.” “Just go!!” I walked toward the front door, turned the doorknob, open it, and walked out. The door closed behind me, and I heard my wife burst into tears. I sat in my car for several minutes crying. My heart ached. I felt terrible. I broke my wife’s heart, but it had to be this way. I started my car, backed out of the driveway and drove to a nearby hotel. I felt empty and lonely. It was a strange feeling. I hoped my wife and I would eventually be able to be friends, but I understood if that was not possible. The next two weeks I went through the motions. I simply went to work and back to my hotel. I returned to the house when I knew my wife would be gone, gathered the rest of my things, and wrote my wife a note. It read, “I stopped by to gather the rest of my things. When you’re ready to talk call me. I’m sorry I hurt you, Ben.” I needed to get out of this hotel. As much as I hurt inside it was time for me to be myself. The company I worked was flexible, and I knew they would allow me to work from pretty much any office. So I talked to my boss, and starting the following Monday I transferred to the Chicago office. David was happy to hear that I was returning to Chicago for good, and he graciously invited me to stay with him until I found a place of my own. He said, “Besides, this way you’ll be getting all the poz seed I can give you. Now get your sweet ass back here and get in my bed with me.” I could tell David was excited that I’d be there full-time. The decision felt right to me as well. It would be exciting to be around my hot, poz stud daily. Over the next few weeks, David planted his toxic load in my ass every night. It was so hot the way he made me beg for his poz cum. As he shot his loads deep in my gut, he would tell me how his virus was definitely in me, and that he was going to poz my ass up. I loved feeling his cock shooting inside me. Together we looked for apartments for me on the weekends. A few weeks later, I found the perfect place. It was close to the gay district, and close to David. It was a two bedroom apartment, just what I was hoping to find. Moving day approached quickly. It was a Friday afternoon, and David took off work to help me settle in to my new place. We were sweaty from moving my things all afternoon. David said, “Are you ready to break this place in?” He grabbed my arm and pulled me to him. His hand flipped the buckle to my jeans open and before I knew I was standing in front of him naked from the waist down with a hard on. David grasped my ass cheeks and my hard cock rubbed against his as he buried his tongue in my throat. He quickly turned me around and bent me over on the kitchen counter. With just a little spit for lube he rammed his cock deep into my ass. I felt like he was tearing my insides open as he repeatedly pounded his shaft all the way inside me. “You’re going to poz tonight, pig.” He fucked me deep and hard, and moaned and groaned with pleasure. I could feel my ass was being torn up inside, and with each pounding against my prostate, my cock hardened and my balls grew closer and closer to shooting their thick, white jizz. “Fuck, you turn me on. Here it comes, bitch. The first of my toxic loads tonight.” David buried his cock deep inside me, and I felt his cock shooting over and over. “Yes, give me your poz cum.” “Fuck yes…..you’re mine, baby. Take my DNA.” With every shot of his seed inside me, my ass tightened around his shaft, as my cock pulsed over and over, splashing cum against the cupboard and down my legs. David collapsed on top of my back; our bodies hot and sweaty against one another. “Are you ready for another seeding, bitch?” Before David’s cock slipped from my ass, I felt it growing harder inside me. His massive cock opened me up wide, and my insides were wrapped tightly around his shaft. He began to pump my ass, this time slowly, pulling all the way out between thrusts. Each time he pulled his cock from my ass, cum dripped from my hole. “Fuck yeah, baby, I tore you up good inside.” I reached between my balls with my fingers and felt the full length of his cock sliding in and out of my wrecked hole. My fingers were covered with cum mixed with blood, and I buried them in my mouth, licking them clean with my tongue. David continued to plunge deep into my ass with his cock, and I stroked my hard rod. “Fuck, yes, tear me up. Open me up for your seed.” Cum continued to run down my legs, and David again, prepared to unload his poz cum deep inside me. “I’m getting close, baby. Are you ready for more poz seed?” “Fuck yes. Fill me up. Charge me up.” Those words always drove me over the edge, and I again tightened my ass on his shaft as I shot my cum. David’s cock began to pulse in my ass, “Fuck…..yes!! I love filling you with my cum. Take my poz load.” His cock shot inside me over and over again. My guts were full of seed. As his cock slid from my hole, cum dripped and ran down my legs. I buried my fingers into my cum-filled hole, and worked his seed inside me. More red tinged cum dripped from my ass. I pulled my fingers from my hole and licked the blood and cum from them. It was hot knowing I was lapping up highly toxic seed. The blood only turned me on even more, knowing my hole was torn up letting David’s virus into my bloodstream. We unpacked my things over the weekend, and David kept my ass flooded with his poz juice. By Sunday I was unpacked, and we were exhausted. In the evening we ordered out for dinner and enjoyed a glass of wine before curling up naked in bed together. Around 2 a.m. I woke drenched in sweat. By morning I was running a fever, nauseous, and vomiting. I had a strange rash on my abdomen, and my body ached. I called in sick to work, and David stayed with me, and took care of me. “You’re seroconverting, babe. My virus is coursing through your veins. You’re pozzing. Welcome to the club.” As sick as I was knowing David’s HIV was racing through my body, and I was now poz, only turned me on. My cock was fully erect in a flash. David leaned over and kissed my forehead, “Glad that bones you up, because it has the same effect on me,” and he showed me his fully erect meat already leaking more poz precum. “This was the perfect house warming gift.” David crawled into bed with me and spooned me in his arms. His cock rested between my ass cheeks, lubing my crack with his toxic precum. I rubbed my ass against his shaft, and he wasted no time sliding his cock into my hole and slowly working another load of his DNA into my guts. David whispered in my ear, “Now I want your toxic load in me.” I crawled to my knees, pulled his ankles over my shoulders, and lined my hard shaft up with his hole. A little spit on my cock, and with a forceful thrust the head of my cock slipped inside David. “Yes, fuck me, Ben. Give me your poz cum.” My cock stiffened and pulsed hearing those words. I plunged my cock all the way balls deep into his ass, and began to pound my cock in and out of his hungry hole. This was my first time fucking another man, and the sensations were incredible. My body was feverishly hot, and sweat was dripping from my forehead and torso. I leaned over and kissed David deeply and passionately while I continued to plow his ass. “Fuck…..I’m close to seeding you.” “Yes, give me that poz load.” I plunged deep inside David, and filled his guts with spirt after spirt of my first poz load. I collapsed on top of David in a pool of sweat, panting with exhaustion. He held me in his arms, and kissed my forehead. “The cycle is complete. We are now swapping toxic loads together.” A week later my body adjusted to the conversion, and my symptoms subsided. I was now a poz, gay man. David and I returned to the bar, and tipped a few beers while sharing the news with John. “Congrats, man!! Here’s a shot to celebrate.” “Thanks, John. Feels amazing.” John lifted his shirt showing us his biohazard tattoo, “Now any chance you two are joining me and getting one of these too?” We both looked at one another, and at the same time said, “Definitely.” That weekend David and I made our way to the local tattoo shop and both marked ourselves as poz and proud with a brazen, biohazard tattoo on our right hips. David and I continued to date, and eventually moved in together. We are now partners in an all-out BB, open, pig relationship. We love swapping our poz seed, chasing new strains, and tag teaming neg chasers looking to join the club. We also attend local BB and piss parties together. Two years after our divorce I received a letter from my ex-wife. We have since built a friendship through it all, and she came to Chicago to visit and meet David. She is now engaged to be married, and our friendship only grows stronger. ​

sleazy_brit_boy & 120daysofsodom - that's what your cumdump pussies are for - taking all cocks and loads. Think of all the times you've been bred because you only care about the cock. Your cunts don't care about hot or ugly. They only know they HAVE to milk the loads out of big, raw bones. Picky boys use toys but you fall asleep and wake up with multiple sperm loads in you.

shot my poz load not even through half the story

I rarely clean my hole out... I keep a clean diet here, and 99% of the time, there's no issue. If there is, we deal with it. I mean, come on.... it's an asshole, even with a perfect clean out, there's a chance that you're going to hit something every now and again. I really only clean out when it's a part of what we're doing.... either you're giving me an enema, or pissing up my ass, or something like that.... outside of that, I really don't clean out

Excellent! Love the mindfuck of letting Robbie think he has some control in this game, when he actually has none. Of course, it's all for his own good.

“You ever had coke fingered up your arse son?”, I shook my head making him grin widely again “that’s excellent boy, it will be a whole new experience for you son”, he got up and I could not help look longingly at his thick dangling cock, he smirked “don’t worry Robbie boy, you may be playing with daddy’s cock soon enough”, I blushed bright red as he got a bottle of poppers and the mirror I’d snorted the coke off earlier and settled back down behind me, he held out the poppers to me and I took them, he spat on my hole again and then pushed his finger deep into my hole again, I yelped at the fairly painful invasion “sniff the poppers son”, I did as he said, the rush was instant and my hole relaxed round his finger “ah that’s better son, your tight little boy hole is opening up nicely”, could only moan with pleasure as his digit worked in and out of my hole, I sniffed the poppers again “that’s a good boy, your keep sniffing”, and then “sweet little boy hole, needs lots of attention, doesn’t it son?”, I looked over my shoulder lustfully nodding “yes daddy it does”, he grinned “atta boy Daddy loves playing with boy hole”. By now I was rocking effectively fucking myself on his finger and sniffing the poppers, “time for your bump baby boy, so stay still” I looked over my shoulder as he pulled his finger out of my butt and coated it with the coke on the mirror, his finger probed at my ring “relax son”, his finger pushed into me “that’s a good boy, you keep that boy pussy open for daddy”, I could feel the coke tingling on my anal walls as he fingered more and more into me, my hole was getting looser as he soon had two fingers inside me. Keeping his fingers inside my hole he rubbed his spit slick hand up and down the shaft of my hard cock “oh yeah Robbie boy that pussy is loving daddy working it, now for part two of the game”, I looked as him, his eyes intent on his fingers in my hole “part two of the game is 15 minutes of me playing with you, making it all about you, if you cum within 15 minutes then its all about what Daddy wants”, and then his eyes met mine “so do you want to play or go”, my head buzzing more so now from the coke in my hole and knocking any sense of caution aside I could only smile nodding shyly “I wanna play”. David moved his eyes to mine pulling his fingers out of my hole his other hand still stroking my cock “that’s excellent son”, and then grasping my right arse cheek leant forward “that boy cunt looks good enough to eat so I think I will”. I’d been rimmed before but never anything like this, if there had been and Olympic sport in eating arse David would have won gold, silver and bronze, sensations I never knew possible from having a tongue up my arse were shown to me, I was moaning, sniffing poppers, squirming and writhing under his tongue, his strong hand gripping my arse to keep me from moving too much as the other stroked my leaking cock up and down with a delicate touch that belied his stature. “oh fuck yeah that’s beautiful eating boy, three minutes down tick tock” before diving his tongue back up my hole, sending shivers back up my spine, I swear it almost felt like his tongue was slivering its way up deep inside me. Minutes passed and he kept on, only coming up for air to tell me the counting minutes or to say ‘tick tock’ , I groaned as a felt my orgasm boiling in my balls as he effectively eat and milked it out of me and then I lost it, I could not hold back anymore as spurts of my boy juice erupted from my cock squirting down onto the leather sofa I was kneeling on. Still lost in the afterglow I knelt there as he fondled my balls squeezing the last drips of my cum out “not bad boy, just over 13 minutes”, I looked over my shoulder watching as he shucked his shirt revealing a deliciously hairy stocky body, he rubbed his cock with some of my cum, it looked ‘angry’, bigger and thicker “now its Daddy’s fun time’

He raised his eyebrows “did you just cum” I felt so stupid nodding, he grinned and put his arm round my back pulling me close to him and whispering in my ear “sweet” before he bit it “so 15 minute game son?” my body felt like jelly as if my bones had disintegrated and I leant against him “what is it?”, he held me close to him as he hailed a taxi, don’t you worry son, you’ll learn soon enough” The cab ride to his house was surreal, he did not care about the driver, and I found out on that ride that rape is not always about cock, it’s possible for a man to rape your mouth with his tongue and have you do things so fast that your mind is twenty steps behind your body. I found myself in his house, we kissed, and then he put out lines of coke on the table telling me to ‘sniff them up like a good puppy’, the coke was hitting me hard, my head muddled and then my t-shirt was off followed by my jeans, socks and boots, he grabbed me holding me against his powerful bulk as he assaulted my mouth with his tongue again as he roughly groped my hard cock and arse thru my cum soaked briefs, he pulled his mouth away from mine leaving me panting for air as he smiled ripping my briefs off me “so here is the game Robbie boy”, naively I looked round me looking for a play station or something (I know dumb) “what game?”, he grabbed my hand and rubbed it up and down what was a serious piece of meat down his trouser leg “its simple boy, you suck me, and if you make me cum within 15 minutes then I won’t beat and rape your arse till it bleeds” I groaned, the coke was fuddling in my head as I slipped onto my knees my face rubbing onto his crotch, he shoved a bottle of poppers under my nose that sent me into a spin, I still remember his words “breathe through your nose boy”, my head was spinning and them my focus came back as I watched him undo his trousers letting them fall to the floor, his cock was big, not enormous like in many stories but larger than mine, thick too, the end glistened with a glob of precum, I looked up at him as he smirked, “you can leave now or suck, 15 minutes starts at first lick”, even in my coked and poppered mind I sensed I should leave but his cock was so beautiful, I leant forward and licked the jap eye on it, he laughed sitting down pulling me with him my mouth on his cock, I looked up at him, my mouth engulfing his cock as he looked at his watch and then laid back sighing “atta boy, ticky tock the mouse ran up the clock”

when I used to live in the book stores, I can't tell you how many unattractive guys I got. they would walk in the booth and the picky queens would turn their noses up at them. I'd go in the booth next to them and see a 9 incher and before I knew it, I was bent up against the hole getting filled full of cum. always loved seeing the disgusted looks on those bitches faces when I came out. they were like "how could you, he was so ugly" but with cum oozing down my leg, I was in pig heaven

3. When I woke up the next morning Simon was gone. I stretched and rubbed a finger across my still slightly tender hole, feeling the slight stickiness left by his cum. My cock twitched slightly as I thought about what had happened the night before. I swung me feet out of the bed, grabbed a pair of gym shorts from the floor, and tugging them on, headed into the kitchen to make some coffee. The door to Ryan’s bedroom was open I can could see two of Ryan’s friends still sprawled out across his bed, another passed out on the couch. Just as I was pouring water into the top of the coffee maker, Ryan came in the front door covered in sweat, just back from his morning run. “Oh good, coffee,” he whispered, so as not to wake up the various sleepers around the apartment, crossing over to the little kitchen. He stood a few feet away from me waiting for the coffee to finish brewing. I didn’t know what it was but something in his eyes made me a little uneasy and then he said, “Simon told me what happened.” “What?” I stammered. “That he fucked you. I always guessed that you weren’t completely straight, but I never guessed that he was your type though.” “I’ve never done.…” “…anything like that before.” “Really?” “Yeah.” “So he was your first.” Ryan inched closer to me. “Yeah, I guess he was.” “So are you his now? “What?” “Did he claim you?” I had no idea what he meant. “No.” “Too bad,” Ryan was now very close to me, closer then I think we had been in a long time. “Simon’s pretty good about sharing, knows that I like sloppy seconds.” He put his hands on my hips and drew my crotch to his, both of us starting to tent out or gym shorts a little bit. I suddenly found myself looking at Ryan quite differently, I guess being my stepbrother, I had never considered him an option but now that he was making the first move my opinion was quickly changing. I looked down at his broad powerful body, the massive pecs slick with sweat, the thin treasure trail of light brown hair (naturally the only hair on his torso) leading down into his skimpy black running shorts now bulging with his semi, the stench of man that wafted off of him all suddenly became very attractive to me. My cock throbbed and I suddenly knew what I wanted, I wanted to get fucked again, and Ryan was no longer my stepbrother but a means to that end. I leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips, tasting the sweat that lingered there, and said, “We don’t need Simon for that. I’ll share with you any time.” Ryan smiled and kissed me hard, shoving his tongue in my mouth. The coffee completely forgotten, we tumbled into my vacant bedroom and hurriedly disrobed. Ryan’s cock was even bigger then I remembered, and was thick, with an angry looking vein running across the top, and surrounded by a thick bunch of light brown pubes. It was beautiful. I made to get on my knees and suck his cock as I had done for Simon but Ryan had other plans. He grabbed my shoulders, spun me around, pushing me down onto the bed on all fours, grabbed hold of my ass cheeks and spread them wide before burying his face in my hairy crack. After a moment Ryan stopped and said, “Did he cum in you?” “Yes,” I said a little sheepishly, feeling bright red flush rise up me cheeks. “Even better,” Ryan said and resumed eating out my ass. I groaned as his tongue made short work of opening me back up. After a few minutes he stopped again, pressing his finger inside me and said, “Is that what you want me to do? Fuck your tight pink hole till I cum inside of you.” The answer was simple: yes, but all I managed to do was stammer, “I… uh… well… I…” “Just say it,” he twisted his finger inside of me more, “once you admit what you want it’s much easier to get it.” “I want you to fuck me and cum in my ass,” I blurted out. “Good.” He pulled the finger from my hole. “Now bend over the bed with your feet on the floor and your chest resting on the mattress. Now that you’ve been fucked once, and, knowing you were fucked by Simon, you were fucked good and hard, so I’m gonna really pound your hole.” I heard his spit on my hole and, I presume, his cock, and then felt the warm pressure of his cock head pressing against my recently virgin ass hole. Ryan hadn’t spent nearly as long eating out my ass as had Simon, and for that matter, it felt as though his cock was thicker then Simon's, so it took a good deal of force for him to break into my hole, but finally my sphincter gave way and his cock head popped inside of me. I groaned in pleasure as he slowly sank the rest of his cock into me. His cock felt amazing. A little painful, but mostly amazing. Jesus, why hadn't we come up with this sooner? I thought. After what had to be almost three minutes of slow penetration Ryan’s pubes came to rest against my ass. “Man you’re tight, and just after getting fucked by Simon too. You’re ass was made for fucking.” With that, Ryan began to fuck me slowly, remarking “I can feel come of Simon’s cum inside of your hole, lubing up my cock.” He built up speed quickly until he was fucking my ass with a quick, decisive rhythm. I shivered as his cock slammed into me. I wanted it so bad. Ryan had hold of my hips, and was pulling me back to meet his thrusts, which drove his cock deeper into my ass. It felt as though he had bust through another barrier, diving deeper into my hole then before. My own cock was dripping precum like mad, but bounced around completely forgotten. “You’re so fucking tight I’m not going to last long, I’m gonna lube you up with my cum now and then you can spend the rest of the day riding me before Simon comes over again tonight.” My heart skipped a beat at the thought of having Simon inside me again. Ryan started to pant, slamming into me even harder, his hands shaking slightly. “Oh fuck. Oh, fuck. I’m gonna cum,” he said, “You want my load inside of you?” “Yes, shoot your load inside my hole,” I panted back. “I’m cuming,” he said, although he didn't need to tell me. I could feel his cock exploding inside my ass. His cock throbbed and pulsed as he flooded my guts and, when his balls were drained, he collapsed forward onto my back. We were both covered in sweat. “There is something else I should tell you,” he whispered, his body still trembling slightly, “Simon and I, well really all of our friends who are probably going to end up fucking you, are poz. So you now have two massive poz loads inside your hole.” I froze for a moment, and then realized that I didn’t care. At that moment with my stepbrother’s nine inch cock still unloading inside of me, I didn’t give a damn about consequences or anything else. I just wanted too always feel the wonderful fullness I experienced from having cock and cum in me. “I don’t care,” I quite calmly replied. “That’s good 'cause you weren’t getting a choice.” “I didn’t know your stepbrother was up for grabs,” said a voice from the doorway. Ryan's cock still deep in my hole, every so slowly softening, we both turned to find the youngest of Ryan’s friends standing in the doorway, rubbing an obvious hard on through his shorts. It was Tommy, the twenty year old, ginger haired, Irish boy. He smiled wickedly and remarked “I haven’t gotten any in a few days,” adding "Mind if I have a go?” “Simon broke him in last night for the first time, but his ass is still fucking tight,” Ryan said, “but it’s up to Justin.” Ryan’s cock slipped from my hole, and with that I stood up, turned to face Tommy, a thin drip of cum running down my leg as I did so. “Well,” I said to the ginger standing the doorway, “Strip. Let's see what you’re working with."

Why is that "shit"? How is YOUR desire to "go from top to top collecting cum" more important than HIS preference for "dry" holes? Tastes are different. Being a grown-up means realizing that sometimes it doesn't work out. Good sex isn't just about one guy getting his way, but rather a meeting of minds and sexual preferences. One shouldn't berate others for being different or liking different things. Just move on to the next guy. There are so my other guys who apparently like cumwhores.

I've been taking loads from the time I was a teenager, and have pretty consistently averaged about 20 loads per week (sometimes less, sometimes a LOT more) ever since, so by my math I'm actually over 25,000 loads, almost all of them from different cocks. I sucked way more dick than I got fucked in my 20's, though, so I'd say only about 15% of that total were shot in my ass. I feel about 1% embarrassed by that number. The rest of me gets off on how much I love it when a guys cums inside of me.

I cannot remember the exact first time when I was in a dark room for the very first time. Must have been in a bar in the city I moved to when going to university. I do remember a bar there which had a dark room and it was hot as fuck. It wasn't very big and there was only one small red light bulb, giving some light, but not much and guys were just groping, feeling crotches and asses, kissing, sucking and fucking. But, we all still had our clothes on. The hottest one was in the Thermos Night sauna in Amsterdam years ago. A pitch dark "maze" area stuffed with naked guys just feeling and groping around because nobody could see a thing. Everyone was sweaty because of the temperature and you could hardly move because it was so busy. I could hear guys getting sucked and fucked (but couldn't see it) while hands were exploring my body, cock and ass when I pushed myself around the crowd. Ended up getting fucked several times in the crowd by guys just shoving their dick up my ass while others still groped my front and explored to examine if I was fucking material. Was high on poppers that night and didn't really care who hit me up (couldn't see them anyway). I still think of that night as the best one I ever had in a BH. And I still remember the thumping remix of Björk's "Human Behaviour" when stumbling, drunk and poppered up to the tits, through the alleys where the private cabins were. Stayed there until 06.00 and then had to leave because they closed and took the first train home, cum still leaking out of my ass. Damn! So much want to repeat that, but 20 years older now and not so much attractive anymore for the groping hands. LOL.

The dark room made me the bottom whore I am today

Part 2 I was 22, and working in Lewisam Hospital HIV centre as a third year medical student. I was young, blond, 11 stone, 6 foot tall, and was not surprised I received a lot of attention from the gay guys on the AIDS ward where I had earned a reputation as a potential target. I had fooled about with one of the AIDS patients, although I don't think he had told the other patients the sordid details. At most, the other patients guessed something had gone on, but precisely what was not common knowledge. I needed a fag, and to go out to the smoking hut. Because it was summer time, I slipped into a pair of flip flops as we weren't allowed to wear our hospital shoes outdoors, but, as usual, I was dressed in scrubs. Arriving at the smoking hut, I saw one of the patients from the AIDS ward, named 'Andy'. He was in his mid-thirties, bald, skinny, and in the advanced stages of AIDS. In addition, I knew he kinky, and was a nasty exhibitionist slut. "Hey Joe. Looking sexy, as usual, with your cute feet showing like that. I approve," Andy said as I lit-up a cigarette. "Hi, Andy, and thanks," I replied, in the process slipping off my flip flops off and flexing my toes. I love my feet and being barefoot made me horny. "So, how are you, Andy?" I asked, flexing my knee and holding my bare toes as I smoked my cigarette. "I'm good. Thanks. Did you have fun with John the other night?" he asked. As I debated my reply, he took a last drag on his cigarette, extinguished it, and stood-up. Dressed in tracksuit trousers, slippers and a hospital gown top, his bulging cock was visible in his baggy, grey trackies. "He shouldn't have told you, I could get in trouble," I replied, as I massaged my toes. "He just said you had some fun. I aint gonna say anything, don't worry" Andy commented as he took a step so he was standing directly in front of me. "Besides," he continued as he took hold of my bare foot and rubbed it gently with his big, muscular hands, "you're young, body full of hormones, and your nuts are full of cum, huh?" With that he pulled my foot into his crotch and rubbed his hard-on against it. I did my best to curl my toes around his shaft. "Your cock feels massive, Andy. Promise not to tell anyone about John? Or this?" I asked, rubbing his boner through his trousers with my bare foot, gripping his shaft with my sweaty toes. "I promise," he replied, grinding his crotch against my foot. With some pride, I noticed a wet spot of precum appearing through his trousers. "I'd better stop or you're gonna have a tell tale stain," I observed, removing my toes from his cock, and returning my bare foot to the concrete flooring. The concrete was quite cold, but that didn't stop me from slipping off my other flip flop, and standing barefoot in front of Andy. "Will you tell me what you did?" he asked, reaching over and squeezing my cock through my scrubs. "I can't. I could get in so much trouble," I replied. Andy continued to rub my erection through the thin fabric, but after a few seconds he paused, and poked his head out the door, checking to see if the coast was clear. 'I'll do anything. Come on, please. I can see you're turned-on by talking about it" Andy plead. With that he knelt down and, lifting my left foot up to his face, he brushed the dirt off my sole and, one-by-one, sucked my toes. "Oh god, Andy, that feels nice," I responded, trying to grip his tongue with my toes as he licked all around the underside of my sweaty digits. "You're a foot loving boy, aint ya? If you won't tell me what John did, will you show me?" as he moved from licking my bare sole to sucking my big toe. "Fuck, oh god. I can't here," I answered, pointing my toes and poking them into his mouth. "You sure?" And with that Andy took all five of my toes between his lips and sucked about half of my foot into his mouth, deep-throating my foot, and tongue-fucking my toe gaps, coating my toes in saliva. He had earned my respect. "Fuck it, ok, stand-up and drop your trousers," I said, removing my foot from his mouth. My toes were covered in his spit. Andy stood-up, again glanced-out the door to make certain no one was near. Then he slipped-off his slippers, dropped his tracksuit trousers down to his ankles, stepped out of his trousers, and tossed them on the bench. Standing in front of me, his hospital gown came down to his knees, so his genitals were covered, but his fat erection made a huge tent in his gown front, and the back was only loosely tied so his bum and bare back were visible through the crack. "Have you got a condom?" I asked, pulling my cock out my scrubs and giving myself a few wanks. "Nope. Did you and John use a condom?" he asked as I wanked myself. Andy then reached over and took hold of my erection, repeating his question "Did John use a condom?" "No, no he didn't," I finally answered. "Then you don't need one now," as he commented as he continued to wank me off. "Ah, fuck. Turn around," I ordered. Without a pause, Andy turned around, showing me his half-tied hospital gown. His skinny bum cheeks and muscular back showed through a gap in the gown. I slid my hand up his inner thigh, and along his ass crack. It was wet and slimy. Andy smirked, commenting "Oh yeah, I took a load from my boyfriend load earlier this morning," all the while standing nonchalantly at the entrance of the smoking hut, smoking a cigarette, playing look-out as I played with his bum cheeks. "Is your boyfriend HIV positive?' I asked, pulling his bum cheeks apart and looking at his cum-coated, poz fuck hole. "Yeah, he gave the bug to me,' Andy answered, and then cajoled me saying "come on Joe, show me what John did to your little neg ass." At the same time Andy bent at the waist, arched his back, and backed his cum-oozing hole nearer to my cock. "It sounds like you already know," I remarked, having made my decision. I rubbed my helmet in the cum oozing out of his hole, getting my mushroom head coated in brown tinged poz cum. Then I slid my helmet slowly into his poz man cunt, feeling the hot cum ooze out round my coronal ridge as I held my helmet in him. "Oh, yeah, fuck me neg boy. Put your student cum up me," Andy moaned as I buried my cock slowly into his guts until my balls hit his arse cheeks. I held my cock inside him, slid my hands up his back, un-knotting the ties on his hospital gown, and, opening the back of his garment, I slid my hands round him to feel his bare chest. "How far can you see if someone is coming?" I asked, pushing the hospital gown completely off his shoulders, letting it fall to his waist where it hung on his erection. "About 50 feet. Plenty far for a quick naked fuck" Andy replied, as he pushed the hospital gown off his cock, standing completely naked impaled on my bare cock in the door of the smoking hut. "Fuck, I shouldn't be doing this," I whispered to myself, my cock balls-deep up Andy's ass. I pulled my scrubs top over my head, dropped my trousers and boxers to my ankles, awkwardly kicking my bunched-up trousers and underwear off my bare feet, all the while trying valiantly to keep my cock buried in Andy's guts. Eventually, however, I too was completely naked. "Fuck yeah, fuck me nude boy," Andy moaned as I worked my cock in and out of his sloppy ass, his boyfriend's poz cum making his ass slurp every time I slid out. "You're so sloppy," I quietly remarked, sliding my cock out completely on every stroke so I could watch the second hand cum drool off my helmet before plunging back into his guts. "I could get in so much trouble if someone sees us," I said, standing on my bare tip toes to get more purchase to fuck his cum leaking man cunt. "Don't worry, damn it, I'll give a shout if anyone comes! Don't want you getting in trouble! Relax and enjoy yourself," Andy advised as he encouraged me to fuck his poz ass. "Fuck getting in trouble," I said, horniness getting the better of me. I pulled out, and before Andy could question me, I instructed him "Lay down here, on our clothing," as I kicked our discarded clothing into a pile with my foot. Andy obliged, laying on his back on the mound of clothing, as I knelt between his legs. "We won't be able to see if some one comes,' Andy observed as I lifted his feet up onto my shoulders, my helmet at the entrance of his hole. "Are you okay with getting caught?" Andy nodded his approval, so I continued "Shit a bit of cum out onto my knob." Andy immediately strained his sphincter muscles, pushing a glob of cum out onto my cock head. It was farty lump of frothy white cum that, once shat out onto the tip of my cock, smeared along my shaft as I slid into Andy's bowels. "Fuck yeah, but I thought you were worried," Andy continued, as he reached-up and pulled my face to his, pressing his lips against mine. "Honestly, I'm too fuckin' horny to care," I responded, slowly starting to fuck Andy, sliding my cock in and out of his diseased guts as we started to snog. "Close your eyes. Fuck it. If someone walks past, just fuck me and snog me with your eyes closed until you cum," Andy suggested. And with that we both closed our eyes, Andy on his back, his feet over my shoulders, bent double as I rutted on top of him, grinding my raw cock deep into his intestines as we snogged, oblivious to where we were or how risky it was. We fucked for several minutes, my cock slopping in and out of his cunt, and, pulling his left foot between our faces, and we snogged each other, his dirty toes in our mouths and occasionally up my nose, slobbering each other's face (and his foot) as we fucked in a contortionist's pose. After a few minutes, I pulled Andy's foot away and rammed my tongue down his throat, making him gag, fucking him for ages, but eventually we heard faint foot steps approaching, and I opened my eyes and tried to pull away. Andy, however, held my face to his, our lips pressed together, and commanded me to "Keep fucking me," licking my nose as I resumed fucking him. The footsteps meanwhile, were getting louder. "But Andy," I said as he sucked my nose and stuck his tongue up my nostrils, "there's someone coming." He held my face right up to his, my hips bucking into him as we listened to the approaching footsteps. "Just fuck me, deep, slow, fuck yeah, come on, fuck the person coming, let him see," he urged, snogging me hard as the shadow of two people appeared on the wall of the shelter. The newcomers were two young guys, probably in their late teens or early 20s, and with their first clear view of the shelter, I was about to blow my load. "Fucking queers," one of the guys said as the two of them walked past. My nuts were boiling with lust and pride, having just been seen by two youths, in a smoking shelter, fucking this guy, both of us completely naked. Just in case the guys couldn't tell precisely were I was in the process, I announced "I'm cumming," slamming my cock into Andy's guts, my balls jumping as I unloaded, simultaneously shoving my tongue into Andy's throat as I bred him. We moaned in pleasure into each face as I came deep in Andy's guts. I exaggerated our respective role by ramming hard into Andy as my cum flowed into his body, my balls emptying their load into his poz bowels. Suddenly one of the guys re-appeared in the doorway of the shelter again, just as I was bucking my hips into Andy, finishing-up in dumping my load deep inside him. Asking the obvious, he said "Are you cumming up him?", his iphone in hand, apparently filming the two of us in action. I continued, finishing-up in dumping my load into Andy as we both snogged, glancing at the guy but more or less ignoring him. After all, I was making bareback nasty with a very poz guy, breeding his dirty asshole. I lay on top of Andy, my cock up his ass, our bodies interlocked on the floor, our naked bodies heaving as the boy stopped filming. "Are you going to piss off so we can get dressed?" Andy said sternly to the boy. "Andy, don't be so horrible. He's just curious," I said, and then turning to the young guy I asked "You gonna stay until you've seen this, aint ya?" Just to entice him, I withdrew my cock from Andy's ass, and both it and I stood proudly in the full light of day for the inspection of the guy. As my cock was slick with anal juices, I grabbed my shaft and squeezed the last few drops of cum out my tip. The boy just stared at me as I stroked my softening erection, my cockhead shining in the sun. "How old are you mate?" I asked, helping Andy to his feet. Andy immediately stood behind me, pressing his cock into the crack of my ass as he hugged me, both of us standing naked in front of the boy. "I'm 19", the guy answered. Meanwhile Andy ran his hands up and down the front of my torso, making my cock throb as the on-looker watched, Andy also grinding his erection into my ass crack. "Thank god for that. What's your name, mate?" I asked. Andy finally stopping molesting my naked body. I reached for my scrub top, but Andy grabbed it from me, handing me his hospital gown. "Simon," the guy answered, as I looked puzzled at Andy, taking the gown from him. "I'm Andy, and this is Joe. He's a patient here. Put your gown on Joe," Andy said while slipping on my scrubs top and pulling on my scrubs trousers, handing me my boxers. Still mystified, I did as he ordered, pulling the hospital gown over my head, and pulling-up my boxers. Andy tied only the top tie of the hospital gown up on my back of me, squeezing my bum through my boxer shorts. "Why were you guys fucking here?" Simon asked. I looked him up and down. He was skinny, five foot nothing, wearing high top skater shoes, skinny knee length shorts and a tight white polo shirt, a 'Justin Bieber' hair cut, and a button nose. I remember thinking to myself 'Simon is as cute as hell - a very trendy young lad'. "Joe has been a patient here for ages, and we can't do it in the hospital, so we have to come out here," Andy lied to the boy. At that moment the boy's phoned beeped. "It's my mate. He's waiting for me at the youth club," Simon said, as he stepped out the doorway. "That's not fair," Andy retorted, stopping Simon in his tracks. "What isn't?" Simon asked. "We showed you ours. You've gotta show us yours. Here, look," Andy said, lifting my hospital gown up and getting my cock out my boxers, and then hauling his own cock out, holding both and stroking them gently. "I dunno..." Simon replied, looking round to see if anyone was near. "Go on. I can see you thinking about it," Andy urged, stroking both our cocks, one in each hand. "Fuck, hold on," Simon answered. Putting his phone in his pocket, he unzippd his flies, popped his button, and pulled his shorts wide open. He was wearing bright blue boxers. Then he then hooked his thumbs into his underwear waistband and paused, looking over his shoulders again to check if the coast was still clear. Apparently satisfied the coast was clear, he turned to face us, and then pulled the front of his boxers down, inviting us in saying "Here ya go," wagging his cock round. It was, at most, five inches, and matched his build as both he and it were fairly skinny. His foreskin covered most of his helmet, his japs eye nevertheless visible. His blond pubes, glinting in the sun, and neatly trimmed, completed the package. "Joe, I haven't a hand free. Pull his foreskin back for me. I want to see his helmet," Andy said wacking both of our cocks. I didn't need any further invitation. I reached over and took a hold of Simon's cock. He took a deep inhalation. "Don't worry, Simon. I'm just gonna skin it back for you mate. Okay?" Simon nodded, watching as I gripped his shaft and pulled back his foreskin. Simon sighed as I began to play with his cock, and I used every manual trick I knew, holding it, cupping it, stroking my thumb along the shaft, gently pulling his foreskin over his helmet again and then peeling it back slowly. His pleasure was evident as his piss slit smeared my palm with his precum. "You ever fucked anyone, mate?" Andy asked, as I let go of Simon's cock and watched as it jumped with ever heart beat. "Eermm.... No...." Simon replied. "Joe likes watching me get fucked by other guys," Andy said, letting go of our cocks and pushing his trousers down to his ankles. "Andy, you can't," I said, as Andy again took hold of my cock. "Maybe this will convince you," Andy replied. Turning his back to Simon, he bent over and slid my cock into his mouth, sucking hard on my helmet as he presented his ass to Simon, who just stood there, still holding his boxers down so his erection could hang out proudly, all of six inches from Andy's hole. "Simon, push your boxers down below your balls. That's it," I observed, as Andy sucked my cock. Simon did as I ordered, pushing his boxers down so his cock and balls hung out. His little nuts were pulled up tight under the base of his cock. I leaned over Andy as he in turn bent over between Simon and me, gagging as I shoved my cock deeper into his throat. At this point I was thoroughly horny, and certainly horny enough to carry through with this scene. I then pulled-out of Andy's mouth, and stood next to Simon, as I stroked my cock. "Simon, are you ok? You haven't said anything," I observed, as I reached over and moved Simon's hand to my erection. Andy was still bent over in front of the Simon, his ass no more than inches from the tip of Simon's innocent cock. "I'm ok. What do I do?" Simon asked, still holding my cock. "Inch forward, that's it," I instructed, as Simon put his helmet to Andy's cum-leaking hole. "I've got a condom in my wallet. Should I get it out?" Simon asked, adding "what's that stuff?" as he smeared his helmet in my sperm. "You don't need a condom. Andy's not a girl. He can't get pregnant, and that stuff is my cum. I wouldn't have fucked him bareback if it was dangerous would I?" I lied. "I guess. Should I just fuck him without a condom then, like they do in porn?" Simon asked, gently squeezing my cock onto which he was still holding. "It feels so much better without a condom, Simon. Never use one. Always get your little cock in there skin-to-skin," Andy recommended, reaching back and pulling his cheeks apart, presenting his poz cunt for the him to fuck raw. "Help him do me bareback, Joe. Please," Andy said. "Line it up with his hole, and now just push inside. That's it," I said as Simon's helmet slid easily into Andy's experienced hole. Simon's cock skin, of course, was being caressed by Andy's poz bowel lining, and in obvious pleasure, Simon grunted "Oh, wow", as he all but throttled my cock in the excitement of the moment: his erect cock was lodged in Andy's guts, and my cum and all sorts of other juices leaked out of Andy's ass, to lubricate Simon's entrance. In fact, Simon's pubes and nuts were completely matted in cum. "Good huh?" Andy moaned as he pulled his ass forward and then back, and back again, fucking himself onto Simon's erection. "Fuck!" Simon exclaimed, perhaps a little loudly, but certainly understandably, as he began to thrust his hips, slowly and gently, fucking Andy, all the while still holding my cock with his young fingers. "Glad you tried it?" I asked, sliding my hand onto his skinny bum, the top third of which was bare as his boxers were puled down a bit. My finger tips were exploring his ass crack, pushing his boxers shorts waistband down even further as I pushed Simon into an ever harder fucking motion. "Oh, I think I'm gonna..." Simon exclaimed, as he likewise dropped my cock, grabbed Andy's hips, and fucked Andy deeply and erratically, jerking into the poz guy. "Just let go - cum inside him. Good boy," I said, sliding my hand down the back of Simon's boxers and feeling his bum cheeks clench as he started to cum, his little hips hammering into Andy, unloading his cum into Andy's hole. "Oh, fuck, yeah, fuck, fuck.......' Simon grunted as he came, grinding his cock into Andy's guts. "Good boy," I praised him, letting Simon come down off his orgasm. I couldn't help myself, but found myself openly stroking his bum cheeks as he pulled out, cum dripping off his cock, which was still rock hard and pulsing. Andy stood up and started to pull my scrubs trousers on again, as I stared at Simon's pulsating, all the while playing with his hole. Panting quite hard, Simon gasped "Fuck me, that was cool," looking with obvious pride at his throbbing cock. I knelt down and sucked it into my mouth, sucking all the grime off it - until Simon pushed me off. "All clean," I said, standing-up and stroking Simon's cock one last time before he pulled his shorts and boxers up. "Fuck, well, I've gotta go," Simon announced. "Thanks, and nice meeting you mate,' Andy grinned. "Yeah, and thanks. See ya," Simon replied as he hurriedly left the shelter. "Young guys always run after they've cum," Andy observed. "You shouldn't have let him fuck you bareback, Andy," I said, gripping Andy's cock through his trousers. "Hey, at least I didn't breed him. I done as much to guys his age. "So tell me, Andy, why am I wearing your hospital gown?" I asked as Andy rubbed his fingertips on the skin of my bare back through the gaping gap in the back of it. I shuddered in pleasure as he slid his hand down into the back of my boxer shorts and grazed his finger over my hole. "So Simon didn't know you worked here. Plus, I thought I'd have easier access. If, that is, you've got a little longer?" he asked, turning me round to face him, our bare toes touching. "You're still horny? I guess you haven't cum yet. Sure. I'm not needed in theatre for an hour," I answered, adding "What did you have in mind?" Andy slipped on my flip flops on and picked up his slippers, suggesting "Let's go for a little walk, shall we?" as he squeezed my cock through my clothing. "I can't go barefoot and dressed like this," I retorted, as Andy stroked me to erection again. Then he took my hand by the wrist and slid it down the front of the scrub trousers he was wearing, getting me to hold his fat shaft. "You want this up you?" he asked, as I slowly stroked his cock. I nodded. "Come with me," he said, further instructing me to keep ahold his cock in his scrubs trousers, and as he held his tracksuit trousers and slippers in front of his crotch to hide where my arm entered under his waist band. With no more ado, he led me off towards the hospital, barefoot, in just boxers and a loosely tied gown, my cock throbbing....

Love dark rooms, totally dark makes it all the hotter. Just feel around for cock, regardless of what guys look like. Had a few in Gran Canaria, but Thermos Sauna in Amsterdam was the best. Pitch dark and all these guys grabbing, fucking and sucking each other. Damn....need to go back there!

Post an ad that reads- VGL MWM DDF Looking for Safe Only Neg for Neg NSA and Anon (then spell out ) NO BAREBACK! NO PNP! that should get you Fucked Raw-Stealthed-Dosed-and Date Raped quicker than a hooker at an Amway convention

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.”

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!"

“Now who want’s to be the first to help this boy get all eighteen of his birthday loads? Oh, did I mention that when the birthday boy came to the baths tonight he was a virgin.” An older guy stepped up, I couldn’t see his cock, but Tom pulled his fingers from my hole and I was soon equally as full as the old guy started to pound away. Tom kissed me and then turned my head to the side so that he could force his cock down my throat. The old guy didn’t last long and soon he was moaning and spluttering as the cum shot out of his cock into my ass, and all the while Tom was feeding me his cock. Apparently just outside of my field of vision a line was forming because no sooner had the older guy stepped aside then a young thing blond twink took his place. And so it went on and on, and all the while Tom was gagging my on his cock till he shot a load down my throat. I kept count for the first ten loads and then after that I lost track. By that point though my hole was so stretched out that the guys with average sized cock were invisible to me and I could only feel the big ones. It was as if the rest of my body had shut down and all that remained was my ass; my cum and sweat covered ass. It wasn’t just my ass that was covered in cum, some where around the seventh top guys had started jerking off over me and now there were ropes and pools of cum all over my thin twink torso. Henry still stood beside me, occasionally fucking some guy waiting to breed me. Tom had clambered into the sling next to me and now had his legs in the air and was well on his way to catching up to my count. As a big fat black man pulled his equally fat cock from my hole and I could feel a river of cum flowing out of my hole. A few guys cheered and shouted things like: “look at his hole gaping,” “he’s fucking wrecked,” “that cunt will never be tight again.” I was in heaven. After all that time wondering what sex would be like, just wanting to get it over with and now here I was wreaking of cum and sweat my hole gaping wide, I had found my place. A new guy appeared between my legs and as I watched him line up his cock with my hole I thought he looked rather familiar. He was about six feet tall and squarely built with jet black hair and super dark five o’clock shadow. It was the guy from the desk at the entrance, the one I had rented my locker from. I felt a thick cock slid easily into my hole and he leaned over me and taking in my cum covered body said, “I knew you’d be popular birthday boy, but I didn’t know how popular. I’m just glad this cunt was still here when I got off work even if it is basically destroyed.” He bucked into my hole for a few moments and then seeing Henry said, “You taken charge of this boy hole then Henry?” “Yep, plucked his cherry myself.” “Sweet, well seeing as you’ve already let every guy in this place wreck this boy’s cunt mind if I just ruin him for life.” “Go right on ahead Sam, do what you like.” I had no idea what they were talking about but Sam pulled his cock out of me and examined my hole for a minute. He then began rubbing around my abused and stretched ass ring sliding his finger in from time to time. Slowly he worked in first two, then three, then four fingers inside of me. The pressure mounted as he began to work his thumb in too twisting his hand around inside my hole, pushing forward a little with each twist. The cum smeared all over my ass acted as lube and eased Sam’s entry and in what seemed like no time with a soft pop my hole swallowed his hand. I moaned like the bitch in heat that I had become as he started to fuck me with his hand. Cum splattered out of my hole and onto the floor as Sam worked his hand deeper and deeper into my guts. I really have no idea how long he fisted me or how deep he got. My eyes had rolled into the back of my head and all I could focus on was the sensations coming from my ass. Several times cum shot from my own cock without my having even touched it, but it did nothing to slake my lust. When Sam finally pulled his fist and his cock from my ass after cumming twice I realized that the room had emptied out quite a bit. Henry was depositing another load into Tom who looked as fucked out as I felt, and a few men were hanging around the perimeter but the massive crowd had gone. “Where is everyone,” I asked weakly. “Gone kid, it’s eight am,” Sam replied. Holy shit, I had spent the whole night in the sling, I had never even made it to the hotel I had booked. “How about one last load from us two and then we’ll get you cleaned up boy,” Henry said helping Tom from the sling. “Yes please,” anything to keep this day from ending. Henry and Sam helped me from the sling and the two of them supported Tom and I on unsteady legs back to Henry’s room where Tom collapsed on the bed. “Get on top of him boy,” Henry commanded, and despite the fact that my legs felt like jello I mounted Tom’s ever hard cock and then practically laid down on him with it still inside me. Henry slid his cock easily inside of me next to Tom’s cock and slowly began to fuck me. Sam made to leave but Henry told him to stay, and in fact Sam got behind Henry and slid his cock inside Henry’s big meaty hairy ass in a quick smooth stroke. The four of us then shared what was honestly the most tender fucking that happened that whole night. We had been bonded together by what we had done with each other and it showed in how Henry controlled the smooth easy tempo of the other three till finally he and Tom blasted inside of me adding to what I thought must honestly be a gallon of cum in my ass and Sam planting the first load of the night in Henry’s ass. We then disentangled ourselves and made our groggy way to the showers. Henry washed the cum from my body but made sure not to remove any from my hole, though a good quantity was simply running down my leg out of my gaping hole while Sam cleaned off Tom. We went to our lockers and put back on our street clothes, it felt weird to have them on at all. Henry grabbed my phone out of my locker before I could put it back in my pocket and the three guys quickly passed it around putting their numbers in, and then we all did the same for Tom. Then we left. I drove home in a sleepy silence, and when I got home I walked past my parents muttered something about having a good time and went up stairs to pass out. When I woke up sometime around dinnertime my phone was glowing with texts from my new friends; I smiled. Perhaps the rest of my summer wouldn’t be such a dry spell after all.

I practically dove for the new comer’s crotch. He dropped his towel revealing another wonderfully thick cock, this time surrounded by bright red hair. “You said you wanted thick boy, well his cock gets nice and thick when he’s pounding a boy hole,” Henry said, patting my head as he walked over to where Tom was on the bed. “Well don’t just sit there and look at it slut,” the man said, “get it in your mouth.” I opened wide and took his semi hard cock in my mouth and started to suck. I worked up quite a good amount of spit slurping up and down the thick rod and soon it was running down my chin as I attempted to swallow his tool. The man seemed to be enjoying himself as he had his hands on the back of my head and had tossed his head back moaning. I looked up at him as I sucked, getting a stunning view of his hard toned body and the ginger fur that covered it. He had the thickest longest pit hair I had ever seen, and for some reason that made my cock pulse. I guess I was learning a lot about myself in those few hours. Tom had started whimpering from the bed behind me and I assumed that Henry was in the process of deep fucking his sweet muscular ass. “Get on the bed next to your friend,” the man commanded, “I think it’s time I breed that pussy.” I pulled off of his cock, letting the now fully hard engorged shaft spring from my mouth, and turned around to get on the bed with Tom. The whimpering I had heard from Tom was in fact caused by Henry deep dicking him. I caught a glimps of Henry’s cock slipping in and out of the jocks now stretched out ring and wondered if my own hole looked as good wrapped around a cock. “Bend over.” I did as I was told, and without any further warning the ginger’s big rough hands were on my hips and his cock head was pressing against my well seeded hole. As he began to penetrate me, stretching my hole wider then ever before with his girthy tool, I once again had a moment of shock that I was actually doing this. But, as his cockhead pressed against my prostate I gave up caring and all I wanted was for him to use my hole good. “His cock is so thick,” Tom whispered to me between moans, “I can’t wait to see what your newbie hole is like afterwards.” “Hungry for more,” I gasped as I felt pubes against my ass cheeks and the ginger man’s balls bounce against my own. “Man this is a sweet wet boy cunt,” the ginger man said, sliding in and out of my hole. He seemed to be intent on slow fucking me but I had other plans and after steeling a quick kiss from Tom I started to slam my self back on his cock. I bounced from head to root over and over again and Henry slammed into Tom like a jackhammer and the ginger man kept up a long string dirty talk about how he was going to breed Tom and me. That’s what I needed, I needed him to breed me, to dump his seed in my hole and I told him so and I milked his cock with my hole. Suddenly Henry let out a cry and collapsed on top of Tom who was moaning wildly as cum flew from his cock without him even having to touch it. This seemed to be too much for the ginger man who grabbed my hips and bottomed himself out and just held me in place as his cock twitched and jerked inside of me shooting long warm ribbons of cum into my intestines. Fuck sweat dripped from the ginger as he held his deflating cock inside of my hole like a stopper, but eventually he let his cock fall from my well used hole and stepped away from the bed. “You weren’t lying, Henry. He’s got a beautiful cunt. I’ll see you in the sling room later if you convince your boys to go.” Cum dripped from my hole down my leg.

Tom’s pink hole was surrounded by dark down hair growing out in a spiral the seeds of a sunflower. I slid my tongue over his hole as Henry had done to me earlier and Tom moaned. His ass tasted sweet and salty, the taste of a real man and I loved it. I lapped hungrily at his hole, pressing my tongue into his hole till it opened up under my attack and my tongue popped in for a brief moment. Tom gasped. I shoved my tongue into his hole, darting it in and out as quickly as I could. Then I lubed up a finger with some spit and slid it into his furry hole. My cock was throbbing as I watched his ass lips cling to my finger. As Tom’s hole opened before me I started to slowly jerk my cock and press another finger against his hole. “Fuck that feels so good. Slide your cock in there.” “What?” “Dump your load in and get my lubed up for your friend’s massive cock.” I had never thought about topping before but his hole was so warm and soft on my fingers I needed to know what it would feel like on my cock. “Get on your knees,” I muttered. Tom scrambled onto his knees presenting his round meaty ass to me, spreading his cheeks wide and winking his hole. I clambered up behind him and pressed my seven inch dick against his spit slathered hole. Feeling some resistance, I backed off slightly, not wanting to hurt him, but Tom had different ideas. He reached back and grabbed my hips pulling me to him in one quick motion, and in doing so bottoming himself out on my cock. We both gasped and a wave of new sensations washed over my body. Tom began to rock back and forth deep fucking himself on my cock. I didn’t know what to do, everything was so new, and even after just a few moment I felt my balls tightening. “Oh fuck,” I groaned, “I’m not going to last long, I’ve never topped before.” “That’s ok, shoot your hot load inside me. Breed my hole.” My balls gave a powerful throb and I thrust my cock as deep as it would go into Tom’s magnificent muscular ass and unloaded. “Well this is not what I expected to find.” As my cock emptied into Tom I looked over my shoulder to find Henry standing in the still open doorway with a tall man with a shaved head and ginger beard. My cock popped from Tom’s hole with a wet squish, as Tom and I turned around. “You load that jock’s hole up good for me boy?” “Yeah!” I replied, perhaps once again a little too excitedly. “Good. Now come over here and suck our new friend’s cock while I give this jock boy the deep breeding he was begging for when I left you two.”

First his mouth stopped licking about my quickly loosening sphincter and then his fingers pulled out of my hole and I felt incredibly empty. I looked back at him to see what was happening and my heart soared when I saw him kneeling behind me getting his cocked lined up with my hole. Henry hocked a big glob of spit onto his pole and began to rub his cock head around my loosened hole. All thought of the condom’s I had tucked into my towel were gone, despite the fact that they now lay with my towel on the floor, I wanted his cock and I wanted it as soon as possible. I began to rock back against him again, trying to get his thick cock head to slip inside of me as he rubbed it up and down my crack teasing my hole. After a moment I was successful and I felt his cock head first catch slightly on my hole and then begin to push inside. His cock was still significantly larger then his three fingers and as Henry pressed it harder and harder onto my hole I began to panic that I wasn’t going to be able to take his spit-lubed cock. Then just as I was about to say something my hole gave and his thick mushroom head and the first few inches of his cock sank into my ass. I almost screamed, but Henry wrapped his arms around me and held me close and he slowly slid the rest of his cock inside of me. It seemed to take forever but eventually I felt Henry’s balls bounce lightly against mine and his thick, dense pubes tickle my ass cheeks. I had thought that I had felt heat in my hole before with just his tongue but now I felt fire, a fire of lust. Despite the slight pain and uncomfortable stretching that was happening to my guts I never wanted Henry to take his cock out of me again, that was until he started to deep fuck me. He very slowly withdrew his dick till only just the head remained inside of me and then equally as slowly he would sink back in to the hilt. As I adjusted to the new sensations of being fucked and my ass blossomed around his cock, my ass lips clinging to his shaft each time as he withdrew, Henry began to pick up the pace. I moaned loudly as he began to fuck me in earnest, each time he slammed his cock in me causing me to whimper like a whore. Once more Henry hugged me close to him as he slick his dick in and out of my hole, but this time he pulled me upright as well and then suddenly flipped us both so that he was laying on his back and I was sitting stride him with his cock still firmly stuffed up my ass. I was now facing the open door as I desperately bounced myself up and down on Henry’s cock. I felt his hands on my hips guiding my frantic rocking and I closed my eyes giving into the sensations completely. Not thirty minutes ago the most I had ever done was kiss a guy and now I was riding a massive daddy cock, raw, in a bathhouse and loving every single second of it. “Turn and face me,” Henry instructed, and I impaled myself to the hilt on his cock and spun around like his dick was a carousel pivot point. Henry bucked his cock up into me and pulled me down for a kiss. Sweat dripped off of both of us and Henry had begun to emit a pungent musk that made my head swim. He just smelled so manly in that moment. Like a hunky hairy construction worker who had been working in the sun all day, it was a smell that only a true man could make and it made my 18 year old brain spin. “I’m going to cum soon boy.” “Don’t stop,” I practically screamed. “Do you want me to pull out?” Take his cock out of my ass? Never, I needed that cock to stay inside me, “Don’t stop fucking me!” “Ok boy,” and Henry started to buck harder, and then with a quick shift of his weight he flipped us again so that I was on my back with my legs wrapped around his torso and him still pounding away at me. The sweat dripped from his face and chest landing on me. There was no pain now, only joy, my hole had opened completely and was now taking cock like a bottom boy’s hole should. “I know you were gonna have a sweet hole when I saw you walking around but damn it’s all the better for being a cherry hole too. And now I’m gonna blow my load deep inside of you. You read for that boy? You read for my load?” “Yes, cum inside of me. Fuck your load into me.” “Here’s the first load of your life boy,” and with that Henry slammed in balls deep and kept his cock pressed into my hole as far as he could while his dick twitched and shot a huge load of cum inside my hole. I felt shot after shot of hot liquid flying into my hole and I was filled with an entirely new sort of warmth by it. That was too much for me, and despite not touching my cock at all sense Henry had began playing with my ass I shot the biggest load of my life all over both or our chests where it mixed with our sweat. After a long while Henry’s cock began to soften and he let his dick slip from my loose and now gaping hole. “How was that kid?” “Amazing. I’ve never cum like that before.” He kissed me and my cock began to get stiff between us again. “Damn boy, I would have thought that after getting fucked for the first time you would have been done in.” “Actually I’m hornier then I was when I got here.” “Well shit boy. You wanna try getting fucked by some other guys?” I hesitated for a moment pondering his offer, but the feeling of Henry’s cum leaking out of my gaping hole made my mind up for me. “Yes.” “Well then let’s go find something to challenge that talented hole of yours.”

PART III "You caused quite a commotion, young man. Seems like the stallions are champing at the bit already. I think I can even hear them neigh." Harry chuckled and pulled me closer to him. "Glad you waited for me. I really hoped you'd take me up on my offer to show you around. But you never know with all those hot, bigdicked guys around. Hard to believe that none of them came on to you." I snuggled up to Harry, my face resting against his hairy chest. Don't ask me why, but the heat emanating from his furry torso and the smell of his sweaty armpits calmed me down in a second. His muscular arm around my shoulders gave me something I had always hoped for but never actually gotten from my real dad. With Harry I finally felt at home, at ease with myself and at peace with the rest of the world. For the first time I felt safe and accepted just the way I was. "God, this feels so good. Almost like a real father and son...", I mumbled more to myself. "Would you like that, Kevin? Would you like me to be your daddy? I'd be really proud to have a son like you. I knew right away that you are a very special boy and I'd love to have you around for much longer than just this evening. Want to be my son?" I couldn't believe my luck. My real dad had always despised me for being too effeminate. And now Harry, who was way more masculine than my biological father could ever hope to be, offered to be my daddy. I didn't have to think twice. "Can I call you daddy then?" Harry smiled at me. "Of course you can, Kevin. And I'll call you son." That's when my pent-up feelings, my fear and confusion broke free. I flung my arms around him and started sobbing. Harry pulled me closer, touseled my mop of red hair and kissed my brow. "Shhh, son. What's wrong? Trust me, you can tell me anything..." So between sobs and sniffles I stammered: "Oh d-daddy, th-th-there was this guy...Glen...he o-offered to fuck me...w-without a c-c-condom!" I looked up at him, waiting for his reaction to my shocking disclosure. But Harry just nodded and motioned for me to resume my account. I was a little unnerved. He didn't seem to be impressed one bit. Maybe I was overreacting? "I...of c-c-course I know that it's wrong and a bad, bad thing to do...but...but he's got that beautiful cock...long...and thick...and I...I don't know why, but I...I wanted it so much...wanted to feel it inside me...skin on skin...sh-shooting his load into me." I sobbed again. "And than he t-took my hand and wanted to take me with him and I...I would have gone with him, if you hadn't...and I don't know, if I'll be able to resist him next time...oh, my head is a mess, I'm so mixed up." I cuddled up against Harry, taking in the musky heat from his furry body. "B-but the worst thing is...", and at that point I lowered my voice, "I...I think he is HIV-positive!" I buried my tear-stained face in his hairy chest, totally lost in my confusion . Maybe that's why at first I couldn't identify the sound that broke the silence. Then I realized that Harry was laughing heartily. I looked up to find him wiping the tears from his eyes: "Oh, boy. That's all there is? Of course Glen is positive. To be honest, he's a fuckin diseased AIDS-whore. And he'd be the first to admit it. So no need for you to whisper like that, son." His hand travelled up and down my back reassuringly and I felt my stiffness fade away. "Actually most guys in here are positive. I thought you knew that. Barebacking fundamentalists through und through. Most of them wouldn't even use a rubber, if someone was holding a pistol to their head. They like to share their virus, especially with newbies like you, and they know their way into a boy's pants. They would tell you whatever you wanna hear to get their bare pozcocks inside your little negative boyass. Glen, for example. You already got to know his strongest argument", Harry was holding up both hands, about one foot apart from each other, to indicate the size of the guy's giant member, "but on one of the rare occasions that a boy insists on using a condom, Glen uses this line about being allergic to latex. And most boys swallow it." Harry was shaking his head in disbelief. "The guys that come here for sex are a special breed for sure. They seem to sense it right away, if the boy they got at hands is negative and that spurs them on even more. So if you want to stay that way, never...never trust anyone of them, ok? If you don't want to end up as a sleazy pozwhore, don't trust anybody...any-body... no matter what they might tell you. Promise?" I nodded my head with determination. "Promise! But why would they do that?" Infecting others with HIV didn't make any sense to me. Harry frowned "What? Fucking bareback? It just feels way better. Or do you mean infecting others on purpose? Might be a question of power. Getting the virus changed their lives dramatically and passing it on makes them feel like regaining control over their life by changing yours. But in the end every guy has his own history and his own reasons." The next question seemed inevitable, but I just couldn't muster up enough courage to ask Harry for his own status. After all, he'd surely tell me, if he was positive, wouldn't he? So I just said: "I've never been to a sauna before and I've got no idea what to expect from such a place. Why don't you just take the lead and show me around, daddy?" "Well, let me think. This place caters to a wide range of tastes, but I think we should start with the basics. A little jerking off", with that he grabbed my wrist and led my hand to his daddydick that was growing quickly under the touch of my fingers, "then some sucking and, if I'm really lucky, maybe even fucking later." He put one of his big, calloused fingers to my lips and nodded his head, encouraging me to suckle on it, getting it wet with saliva. When he was satisfied with the result, he pulled out and his hairy, pawlike hand slid down my spine and into the narrow cleft between my buttcheeks, probing my tiny boyhole. "Do you like getting fucked? How experienced are you anyway, son?" I yelped as the first knuckle entered me. It had been quite a while. Actually, my experience was limited to say the least. A bit of mutual masturbation, some cocksucking, but my cautios attempts at fucking had been pretty much a disaster. I blushed with shame. Would Harry think poorly of me, if I told him? But he was my daddy now, so I owed him the truth. "I don't know really...there was this kid from my neighborhood, Chris...he's the one who dared me to come here by the way...in the beginning it was just two boys fooling around, sometimes more of us. Boys from school or from down the street. But when we were alone, just the two of us, he taught me how to suck a dick and one day he tried to fuck me. He showed me how to prepare my hole, cleaning it out, lubing it and getting it ready with my fingers until it was slick and soft and loose enough to accept a cock. When I was ready Chris rubbed his cockhead around my hole that was already quivering with excitement, needy for a fuck. But when he tried to slide his boydick into me, I stopped him and told him to rubber up first. But as soon as it was sheathed, his cock just flopped. I tried to get it up again, wanking and sucking, but it just wouldn't get hard. Chris told me that the feel of the rubber turned him off and that he couldn't get a hard-on with a condom on. He grabbed his cock by the base, blocking the bloodstream and tried to shove his semi-erect boyhood into my hole, but he couldn't get more than the head inside, the shaft was just too floppy. Chris pouted with frustration, pulled the rubber off his dick which sprang back to life in an instant, told me how much he wanted my ass and that there was nothing wrong with fucking raw. That all the other boys let him fuck their asses without one and that I should stop being such a pussy. Of course I was horrified and turned him down. I hopped off the bed and got dressed immediately. From then on we were back to wanking and sucking and never mentioned it again." I looked up at Harry's face, searching for a sign of disgust or disappointment, but I couldn't find any. Just the opposite. Daddy smiled at me and kissed my forehead. His dick, now too engorged to close my fingers around it, jerked in my hand and when I looked down, I saw that the purple cockhead had broken through the surface of the water, fat and taut, ready to go off. "So my son is still a virgin? I can't tell you how happy that makes me. There's nothing better than breaking in a virgin, being the very first to fuck...and maybe seed...a teenboy's tight and tender ass. And I've always been firmly convinced that it should be the father's privilege to introduce his young son to the pleasure of taking a grown man's fat cock up his ass, of feeling daddy throb in climax deep inside his kid's fuckhole. Will you let me be the first, let me show you what fucking means to me? That would really make us father and son, connected for the rest of our lives, DNA from my DNA." My hand slid up and down his veiny shaft, pulling back his foreskin, than covering the head again until a drop of precum was forming at the tip, glistening invitingly. I gulped, under my breath. Then I bent down and slurped the growing pool of precum from the slimy folds of his foreskin. "Oh daddy, there's nothing in the world I'd want more." I smiled up at him with cum-smeared lips. Harry tousled my hair and gave me the broadest grin. He reached out his big laborer's hand and I grabbed it with my own much smaller one, almost delicate compared to his, and shook it. "Ok, son. So this deal is sealed then. But we'll take it slow...at least in the beginning. Don't want to overcharge my little man. We'll get to testing your boundaries soon enough." His voice was more like a low growl now. And although I was sitting in the hot tub, it caused goosebumps all over my body. I was shivering with need and excitement. He licked my earlobe, his bushy mustache tickling my smooth cheek, and whispered: "I think I'll take you to the maze first. Do you know what a gloryhole is? No? Very nice, I like that. Daddy will teach you everything you need to know. Find you some mandick to prove your cocksucking skills on. Bet my buddies will stand in line, waiting for their turn in your slutty, cum-slimy boymouth. They'll be so fuckin jealous, dying to have their fat daddydicks serviced by my little cocksucking champ. Then I'll take you on a tour through the steam room. Have a little anonymous fun in the fog. Hands and mouths and cocks all over your little body. But let's not make too many plans, we'll just take it from there. And don't worry, I'll take care of you. Daddy knows what a young man like you needs. And I'll make sure you get it." He leaned towards me and we kissed for what seemed like an eternity, his fleshy tongue exploring my mouth, until I was putty in his hands. When he finally broke the kiss, our eyes locked. That's when I realized I was ready to give myself to him totally. "You're a very good kisser, young man. Can't wait to test the rest. But it's time for a pit stop first, daddy needs to piss like mad. So let's get going." He motioned for me to leave the tub. "Ready if you are." Part IV under way

Henry talked rapidly about things as we walked back to his room, but I was too excited to say much of anything. I was only minutes away from my first real sexual experience with a man and I couldn’t wait. His room was one of the first ones when just after the main lounge area, and Henry quickly unlocked the door with the key around his wrist. Once unlocked he held the door wide for me to go into the small room first. I looked around the little space, a small table on one side, a mirror on the ceiling, and, in the middle of the room, a queen sized mattress on a metal bed frame. I turned to say something to him and he caught me in his arms pulling me close and kissing me. His beard scratched my face and I loved it. I felt him pushing his tongue into my mouth and happily I accepted his tongue, and returned the favor. For a few long moments we stayed like that pressed together tight with our tongues intertwined; until I felt something pressing against my leg. Henry’s cock had started to grow and it felt large, but before I could reach down to feel it Henry started to fall to his knees. He landed softly with his face now at the level of my crotch, my breath quickened. I had seen enough porn to know what happened next, and true to form Henry did just as he was expected. He deftly undid my towel and let it fall to the ground as he, in one gulp, swallowed my average sized cock. There is nothing in porn or erotica that can prepare you for the first time a man swallows your cock whole. I honestly thought that I had died and gone to heaven. His mouth was like warm velvet as he slathered all over my cock, sucking and bobbing up and down. The ecstatic mixture of sensations was almost too much for me and I felt my load building up in my balls. Henry must have sensed it too because right at that moment he pulled of my cock and took both of my nuts in his mouth. I felt my orgasm subsiding with this new sensation and I moaned ever louder. After a few minutes Henry released my nut too and stood back up pulling me into a kiss. I tasted my own salty musk on his tongue and my cock throbbed for more. “Get on the bed,” he whispered, “I wanna eat your ass. Have you ever had your ass eaten kid?” “No never.” “Good,” and he spun me around and half carried half tossed me onto the bed on all fours. My virgin ass was now exposed to him and I hoped that my mission would be completed sooner rather then later. After a brief pause I felt something warm and wet on my hole and I realized a moment later that it was Henry’s tongue. It felt so good as it lapped past my hole, tickling my tight little sphincter. Every once in a while his tongue would press hard against my hole, trying to gain enter to that still virgin territory and I would arch my back in response willing my hole to open for his tongue. It seemed like forever before it happened, and perhaps it was that I had relaxed, or perhaps it was the amount of spit now on my hole or the previously unknown attention that it had received that did it, but suddenly I felt my hole bloom and open for Henry’s tongue. It seemed to have been a moment that Henry had been waiting for because as soon as my hole loosened his tongue redoubled it efforts at entry and he began fucking me with his tongue. I was wild with lust and as I tossed my head from one side to the other I noticed that Henry had not closed the door.

The music was louder hear, and the hallway darker still. The only light came from a few strategically placed track lights or an open door to one of the rooms that lined the hall like a hotel. I walked along slowly, looking in the open doors as I passed. It was like walking through a prono, I had no idea that these sorts of things actually happened in real life. One room contained a man in a sling by himself with a massive toy stuffed in his red puffy ass hammering away at his one hole. Through another open door I saw a boy not much older then me with two men fucking his ass at the same time and another one filling his throat. I was so hard there was no hiding it with the thin black towel I had been given. This was the right place for sure. At then end of the hall I found myself in a large room with a few chairs and couches, and a small scattering of men lounging about. The left hand wall was all glass an looked out only a terrace of some sort, on the right side was a set of double doors with a sign about them reading “Movie Theatre.” I stopped for a moment unsure of where to go, when I notice another sign on the wall opposite me which read, “Pool, Steam Room, and Recreational Rooms are located cross the Patio.” That must be the terrace I had seen. “Steam Room,” I thought, “that sounded like the place to start.” I had barely made it across the terrace when I saw him lounging in a deck chair with his legs spread just enough so that his towel fell open exposing one entire perfect hairy leg. The world seemed to stop, and all the air seemed to go out of me, as I just stood there and looked at him. He had a strong powerful jaw line, accented by his short salt and pepper bear beard, that matched his clean cut salt and pepper haircut. His torso was just a beautiful pile of sculpted muscle under course dark brown hair and olive skin. There was no why he hadn’t noticed me stop mid stride to stair at him and once my gaze made it back to his sharp green eyes from his considerable and barely hidden bulge he was staring right back at me. I tried to smile, but I think I failed to do more then grimace, and attempted to mutter a casual hello that came out way to fast and shrill. “Hiya kid,” he responded. “Hi,” I managed to say a little more calmly this time. “My name’s Tommy.” “Nice to meet you Tommy, I’m Henry.” He got up from his chair and caught his towel just before it fell, but not before I got a glimpse of the thick base of his cock and his thick dense pubes. “You too.” A long moment of silence followed while he walked slowly towards me, “It’s my first time here,” I blurted out, “today’s actually my eighteenth birthday and I’ve been planning this for week. See I live in Marcomb so there nothing really for me out there, and I really don’t want to go to college a virgin so I thought that coming here might help me… well..” He was now only a few feet away from me and I lost my ability to make proper sentences. “I could show you around if you like, sense it’s your first time.” “Sure that would be great.” “Alright. We can go look at the pool and steam rooms, don’t know if the rec rooms are the place to go on your first trip though.” “Rec rooms?” “That’s their PC name, in reality it’s the sling room and the glory holes and the gang bang room and a few others.” “Oh. Well… Just for the tour perhaps.” “All right.” Henry looked me up and down quickly and undoubtedly noticed my unhide-able erection, and smiled to himself. “Well, follow me.” He led me across the terrace and I stared at his broad back and firm juicy ass as he walked a little ahead of me. All the while he told me about different things that went on at the baths and theme nights, he asked me about my family, where I was going to school, any hot guys from high school. When I told him that I was a virgin as we were walking past the pool full of naked swimmers he didn’t seem to miss a beat but I thought I saw something twinkle in his eye. He pointed out the door to the steam room but said we didn’t have to go in at that moment, then he led me down a narrow hall that I would have missed if he hadn’t shown it to me. We rounded to corners before we came to anything but it was worth the walk. We stood looking into a room lit dimply with a few patches of red light coming from somewhere. All around the octagonal shaped room were benches and in the center three slings hung suspended from the darkened ceiling. That early in the night the room only hand a few occupants all of whom were gathered around a big black guy laying in the sling farthest from the door. Henry led on. He showed me the glory hole room, the gang bang room which was shaped like the sling room but was smaller with only one fuck bench in the middle. By this time the smell of sweat and sex and the soft groaning that seemed to come from everywhere like the music and gotten me so turned on that I couldn’t help but rub my cock through my towel. Henry chuckled when he noticed, “A boy your age must be horny all the time.” “You have no idea.” “Let's go back to my room. I’ll work the first one outa you for the night, and then you can go back to exploring. I love blowing eighteen year old cock.” “Sure,” I said a little to eagerly to be cool, but Henry just smiled and turned to lead the way back to the private rooms.

fucking hot.. going to jack to it.. you should let them tie you down.. slam you up.. and gang bang you for a day or longer.. make you a total party cum whore.. force poppers on you.. all the time to make your head spin.. and beg to get raped..