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My name is Alan and this is a story of how I became the pig bottom I was meant to be. The beginning of the story is just some back ground information for you. When I was 18 years old, my cousin Amy and her husband moved in to the house down the street from us. From the time I had met him I had always wanted him to use me. He was 6’2” 230 pounds, very hairy and very muscular, athletic and always working out. His name was Michael but because of his strength his nickname was Bull. Later I found another reason to call him that. As I had the slim build of a swimmer, was somewhat shorter at 5’9”, and as he was seven years older than I, we were very much in contrast to each other. I was always the quiet one in the family and shy. I knew I was gay and like most 18 year olds, I was always horny, but I couldn’t act on my impulses and hid that I was gay from my family. The fantasies I had every time I jerked off were always of him or of a man like him using me as a fuck toy little did I know I would get my wish and then some. Because Bull's wife, my true cousin, was family, we would always be at each other’s houses for dinner, family parties and so forth. That June after I graduated from high school we all went to our family reunion together and I had to sit next to HIM. I was wedged in the front seat between my father and Bull and the heat that radiated off of him was amazing. As Bull and my father talked I would steal glances of him including the bulge in his pants. As he shifted in his seat to get more comfortable I swear he rubbed against me on purpose but then again we were crammed in the front seat. When we got to the reunion I helped everyone unload the car and then I went off exploring to see what other family members were doing. I hung around some of my other cousins who were of my age, we went down to the creek to drink beer we took from our family coolers and to smoke some weed. About two hours later I had to pee real bad and went to use the bathroom. When I walked into the bathroom Bull was in there changing, he was getting ready to go jet skiing on the creek. His shirt was off and he said Hi as I walked in. I said Hi in reply, and walked over to the urinals to pee. I kept watching him out of the corner of my eye and tried to pee but couldn’t, my dick was hard just seeing him without his shirt on. I flushed and zipped up hoping he wouldn’t notice the tenting in my shorts. As I tried to get out of there ASAP I realized he was talking to me and I asked him what he said. He laughed and said I must have my mind on other things. He repeated to ask me if I liked to go jet skiing with him or did I have other plans. I stammered that I had other plans and left the bathroom. The rest of the day all I could think of was him and that body. I jerked off three times that night. After the family reunion I didn’t see him again until August. My mom asked if I could go over to their house and mow the lawn since they were away on vacation. I said sure and headed over. I started mowing the front lawn and then moved to the back. With my ear buds in and the music turned up loud I did not hear Bull walk up behind me in the yard. He tapped me on the shoulder and I jumped. He said he was sorry and that he did not mean to startle me. I told him I had my music turned up and hadn't seen him. I told him I didn’t think anyone was around and that he and Amy were on vacation. He told me that Amy decided to go visit friends since he could not get off from work. He asked if I wanted a drink of water and I told him that would be great. We walked into the house and he got me a bottle of water from the fridge. He handed it to me and I didn’t even notice that it had no cap on it. I drank it down in two gulps. We walked into the great room and sat down. He sat right next to me even though there was plenty of room on the couch. I couldn’t help but stare at his body, I wanted to lick his pits and suck on his nipples. I started to feel funny and felt like I was going into a daze. Bull started talking to me and asked me why I left the bathroom so early at the reunion. I asked what he ment and he told me he knew I was checking him out and he thought that I would let him fuck me or at least suck his cock. "Wow that is blunt" I said, and he replied he knew I was a fag and that I was always checking him out, and asked if I had ever been with a guy. My reply was "No." "Good," he said, "I like breaking in virgin hole and wrecking it." With that he stood and dropped his shorts, his cock was massive: it was about ten inches long, uncut, and thick as a beer can. Grinning, he snapped his fingers and asked me if I liked what I saw. All I could do was nod. He was alternating between rubbing his hand up and down his body and pulling on his left nipple, remarking in the process "You look like you are a great cock sucker." I don’t know what it was but I knew I needed to be used by him. He asked if I would like another bottle of water or something stronger and I asked for something stronger. He fixed me a rum and coke that was almost all rum and very strong. I drank it down and put the glass down. He put his hand on my head and guided me toward his cock. At first I could only get the cock head into my mouth but as he encouraged me and pushed my head on to him I gaged at first getting spit all over his cock, I then realized I had him partially down my throat. He was telling me what a good boi I was and that he knew I could do this. It was then I felt his hand work into the back of my shorts and his finger found my hole. With no lube he pushed his finger into my hole and it hurt slightly. I told him that it hurt and burned and he said good your ass will get used to it in time. He then used his other hand to push my mouth back on his cock. He told me that I was a slut and that he would teach me how to take all cocks, no questions asked and he will make me into the pig I was ment to be. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and told me to undress. I was very drunk at this point and realized that he must of spiked my drink because I was also very hot and very horny. I quickly stripped down and he told me to turn around and he started licking my ass. I never felt this before and I was in heaven. I felt my hole loosening up ever so slightly. He told me I was ready and had me lay on the sofa my legs spread out and my hole was exposed. The next thing I know his cock head was at my hole and he was trying to push it in. It hurt and I asked him to stop, but he just laughed and said "A pig bottom learns to take the pain and with my fuckin' cock I am sure to tear you a bit." He thrust into me a little more and I screamed in pain. I did not know what lube was at that time but I know he didn’t use anything other than spit and his precum. After what seemed like an eternity he started moving his cock in and out of my hole. The pain was starting to go away and I started to enjoy his pulling out and pushing back in, and he remarked "I've never seen a bottom open up so fast - you must be a natural born fuck." Then he started to grunt I realized that he was cumming in my hole and that he was not wearing a condom. I asked him if he should be wearing a condom and he replied "Fuck no. A pig boy should always take the seed of any man." He then pulled out, remarking "A pig also knows that he should clean any cock that uses his hole" so I took his cock into my mouth. It was then that I tasted my blood on his cock. To this day I love when a top fills me with his seed. This is my first attempt at writing my story. It is a mix of truth and fiction. The story does start off slow but I have much more to tell if you want

Maybe I am just a little too real, but I would think very few real bottoms ever get stealthed. The need for raw cock and men's seed is indelibly planted in the back of their mind, and while we all spent some time resisting raw sex, we eventually succumb as that is what permeates every fibre in our body, the need for a man's cock and the need to have him plant his seed in us. Long before I became a cumslut, I knew I was. My ex also knew I was and he recalled how easy it was after three weeks of fucking me to get his cock into me bare - he new I wanted it raw and so did I. So him leading me down the path to conversion was really easy and long before he organised my conversion party he would subtly suggest how he would like to watch his mates bang me, how he would love to have threesomes with me, how the thought of sharing my arse with a group of tops turned him on etc. He knew my love of his raw cock and raw seed being pumped into me every day had me addicted and he knew I would do anything to make him happy. That is what bottoms do. Our first group sex excursion was with two neg tops who mainly took turns tagging my while my ex watched and took photos. I took two loads of each of them in different positions and when they left my ex took over, felching me before ploughing the arse off me twice on the silk trail. I was in heaven six loads from three beautiful cocks and never slept so well in my life with him spooning me while I lay there full of seed and knowing I had given every part of me to the three tops. I knew that night that I was history. I knew that any time a man wanted to put his load in me I would be powerless to stop it. Not long after that first encounter my ex tested poz. The initial shock for me was pretty bad as we had only been together a couple of months. After an awkward hour or so, he left the room and went into the bedroom, and then he called me. I walked in and he was naked, his lovely lean hairless body and long blond hair covering the bed and between his legs his magnificent 8" thick cut boner so hard his nob was almost purple. "You still going to wrap your arse around this baby?" I never said a word I just stepped out of my shorts, threw my singlet on the floor and mounted his pole. He knew I would, I knew I would so there was no pretence. The thought of him converting me made him horny as it was the first of three loads he pumped into me that night and each time he came I felt totally at ease with the fact that he was pumping hot seed into me. Once he knew I would take loaded seed our sex life became uncomplicated. He would always organise the tops to come and fuck me, just as he would organise my gangbangs if he took me to a backroom neither of us ever asked a top I just did as I was told and took the load neg or poz. We just assumed some would be neg some would be poz and from the time my ex converted we made a choice to ban condoms from our sex lives and that meant every cock I took had to be raw. Again I was powerless to rile against the situation as I loved being fucked six or seven times in a session and I loved the feel of different cocks, all shapes and sizes and loved the fact that I gave tops pleasure - my reward was their wadd. After three months and a good number of cocks had been through me apart from my ex's I still tested negative. That is when we talked and decided on the conversion party - five tops and my ex taking me as often as they could and wanted on a Saturday night/Sunday morning excursion at our place. He advertised and spoke to a few of our regulars to ascertain if they were poz and we deliberately picked the five co tops for good reasons - they were hung so they could bury their seed deep in me, the other being they were total tops so no seed got wasted in side play. We had a few replies so getting the right five was easy. I took load after load for five hours. I was in heaven, making sure I used my muscles to drain every drop out of the six of them each time they came in me. Funnily enough I was as grateful for the last load as I was the first. When we packed it in early Sunday morning the ex butt plugged me and he lay behind me pushing and turing the butt plug so that the seed in me kept moving. The only time the butt plug came out was when he got super horny and he deposited another load in me early Sunday morning. That did the trick. Did I get stealthed no , and it was so much more enjoyable knowing these beautiful men were fucking so hard, straining so hard to breed and convert me. It was so hot listening to them talk about who would be the one that actually knocked me up - how they encouraged each other to breed me and poz me. When they asked me did I want their poz seed I felt privileged to have their beautiful cocks in me and to be given their seed. I didn't come all night, I was rock hard all night but just totally got off on what the men were doing to me and long before this happened I knew it always would. I just didn't know how. My advice to any true bottom is if you feel you are going to end up that way - plan it - it is much better than being stealthed and you have no idea how poz tops fuck cosmically and often when they know they are trying to knock someone up. My tops had sweat dripping off them and gave me every bit of cock and seed they could and were so determined to breed me. They think they won but I think I did!

I started freaking out when I saw his cock. What did you do to me? He smiled and told me to relax. Do you feel any pain? No I don’t . That’s the rum I gave you along with some other things he said. What did you give me? Just some stuff to help you out of your shell, now clean my cock. He forced his cock into my mouth and I started to clean him. I tasted cum for the first time and blood it was not something I was used to tasting. Bull told me that this was just the beginning and he would help to transform me but first he had to make sure I was ready. I didn’t know what to think but I know I wanted more. He pulled his cock from my lips and went to fix me another drink. When he came back I couldn’t help but stare at the man I had jacked off thinking about so many times. I wanted him to use me again but he said for me to wait. I asked why and he said I looked like I needed to be more relaxed. While I downed the drink, he placed a DVD in to the player and turned on the TV. A hardcore porn started up and although I had seen some stuff on the internet I had never seen anything like this. I was hard again just watching the video and so was he. My inhabitation seemed to go away and with that I reached over and started licking his body. His cock was rock hard and poking me in the stomach as I lay between his legs. I was numb and needed him to use me again. I worked my way down to his cock and started licking and sucking on it. I wanted to get him fully in my mouth and was gagging on him as I tried. Spit was running from my mouth and snot from my nose. While I was sucking on him I felt him fingering my tender hole only barely noticing any pain but I did notice that he had about three fingers in me and that my hole was opening up more to them. I needed him to fuck me my ass felt like it needed a cock in it no it had to have a cock in it. When my hands were grabbed and handcuffed behind me was the first time I realized we were not alone and there was no way Bull’s fingers had been playing with my boi hole. I got startled and Bull got up off the floor. This naked guy walked over and kissed him then looked at me and said that bull was right I was a pig in the making. Bull introduced Jeff to me and told me that it was all good. He was here to help with my conversion into a pig. I didn’t want him to touch me, he was nothing like Bull. He was 5’9” and very skinny. You could see his ribs, he looked dirty, and had a lot of tattoos even around his cock. The only thing I liked was his cock which was very long, even longer than Bulls but it was nowhere near as thick and it had what I learned to be a heavy gage PA in the tip. Jeff bent down, lifted my head and kissed me on the lips. He slid his tongue in my mouth and all I could smell was his stench. It disgusted me but turned me on at the same time. Jeff broke the kiss and asked Bull to move me into the bedroom. I was picked up like a sack and taken to the basement where an old sofa bed was opened and waiting. Jeff had a bag down here and from that bag he pulled all sorts of toys that he worked in and out of my ass. It felt like my cunt was on fire but I also felt like I was out of my body watching this all happen. What had I gotten myself into and why did I want these men to use me. Bull told Jeff he wanted to fuck my hole one last time before Jeff planted his seed in me. Bull was rock hard as he entered but the dildos had opened me up quite a bit. I could not believe how much of his cock I took. As he was thrusting into me I found myself begging for him to fuck me. Please use me. I was almost crying for him to put more of that big cock into me. After a bit he shot his load in me, told Jeff I was lubed and ready and then turned to me and said enjoy what Jeff is about to give you………………..

Since becoming poz, I've always practiced safe fucking. I've never even thought about doing anything remotely unsafe - and I always spread the word about condom use among my friends. I'm a bottom so I never thought about being concerned with a neg top fucking me bare. transmission I assume is low. But I have this asshole friend of mine named Jake - or at least a guy I always run into because we have many friends in common. He thinks that poz guys who get knocked up do so because they are too promiscuous. He actually said "they fuck too much and don't know when to stop so I don't have any sympathy for them." I decided right then and there that my mission was to set up his ass some how. It also helped knowing he is a big fan of Disneyland, so putting everything I knew about Jake, I had the perfect idea to get poz cum up his hole - and I wasn't thinking one load. About six or seven months had passed and I decided it was time to make my move, and by good fortune I ran into Jake at a birthday party. I casually mentioned to him I was going to an amusement park in Anaheim with a group of guys and that we got a hotel room to make it an all weekend full of fun. I told him I had an extra ticket because someone had canceled. He ran the idea through his mind and asked me if he could buy the ticket from me. I told him that it would save me the trouble from being fucked over since the other guy had canceled on me. I also mentioned the other guy lived in Santa Ana and wasn't going to stay in the hotel room. After speaking to him, I ended up having him agree to sleep on the hotel room floor. We figured we wouldn't tell the front desk the room would have five guests staying instead of four. It was a big hotel room with two beds. I told him to bring an extra pillow. It was summer so there wasn't really a need to bring extra blankets. The next part of the plan was to now get poz tops into bareback fucking a negative asshole. I put an ad on a popular bareback site with the heading "Poz Tops Needed for Conversion Party." On the Wednesday before the Friday night sleep-over, I had 26 tops who responded. I had to separate those on the from the list those who were NOT poz, which reduced the number to 15, and then I did my best to eliminate the flakes, which reduced the list to 12. After talking to nine of them who gave me their number, I explained the plan. They were to stay most of the first night and take turns making trips to the restroom and seducing Jake to surrender his hole to them - bareback. It was probably going to be a challenge. I had nine guys who continued to express interest in the undertaking. During each interview, I jotted notes on how committed they seemed, how turned on they were from the scene, if they were really off meds and if they had ever pozzed a neg man before. Dick size played a small part, but I definitely wanted tops with bigger than average dick sizes. I also noted that a couple were able to give more than one load up an unsuspecting asshole. After I narrowed my search, I came up with the best three poz guys of the bunch. They had 26 inches of poz dick they could offer a hungry bottom. All three claimed to be aggressive and would not pull out early. One of the tops claimed to have pozzed up at least 14 men that he knew of for sure. Friday night came and the Jake arrived right after I did as planned. It was around 10pm. We planned to get a good rest and start off bright and early as soon as the park opened. Jake staked his blanket and pillow on the floor near the restroom. As he was about to lye down, I asked him if he was really going to sleep with pajamas with firetrucks all over. I told him that was kind of goofy and that he could sleep the way I do, bare ass naked. The other guys aren't going to look or care I pointed out, but it would stand out when he got up in the morning to shower. And besides, it was in the middle of summer. Soon after Jake and I had dozed off and the other 3 came trickling into the hotel room. They had no suitcases since they weren't going to stay the whole night. I had the biggest dick top sleep with me in my bed. The top in my bed held me by wrapping his arms around me with his dick resting along my crack. Too bad his dick wasn't going to slide up my hole. Jake was sound asleep while the other guys were waiting for my signal. The first guy I had go first went to the restroom. He was naked and had a semi-hard-on. He left the bathroom light on which provided me with a small amount of light just enough to watch the show, yet make the bottom feel comfortable that it was night. The top crouched down on his knees and starting rubbing Jake's body. One hand was feeling his arms, back and legs. The other hand was seducing his asscheeks and crack. The top also started to lightly tug on his Jake's dickshaft. Jake woke up with a rging hard-on. "Hey dude, what's going on?" Jake whispered. "I can't sleep and I'm really horned up. I was hoping you were a bottom," the top whispered back. Didn't take long before the top had his poz bare dick up Jake's ass. I could tell Jake was trying to be careful not to wake anyone up. The top played along. His dick sea-sawed back and forth, up and down his ass shoot. All of a sudden, the top thrusted hard for a couple stroked up Jake's ass as he was feeding Jake's ass with some grade A American poz cum. The top whispered, "My name is Brad, what's yours?" "Jake," he whispered back, "I don't usually fuck bareback." The top told Jake not to worry about it and went back in bed. About a half hour later another top did much the same thing. The previous top who had fucked already left for home. In no time, the second top with a nine inch dick was breathing heavy with desire as he was fucking Jake's hole. as predicted, Jake was on the receiving end of a poz load. Now there was only one poz top left, and he was a multiple orgasm top. The top nudged Jake awake and asked him if he wanted to share his bed because the other top left home to deal with an emergency. Jake was tired but complied. Jake's ass took a pounding. I decided to come out of the blanket and lay in my bed stroking while Jake was getting fucked over. Jake saw me but didn't seem to want to stop because of embarrassment. I egged them on, and walked over to the bed and began playing and stroking Jake's balls and dick. "Get your faggot hands off me!" Jake screamed. In this situation I knew I had the upper hand. I gestured 'fuck you' with my middle finger, accompanied with a loud retort "Fuck you! And I mean really, fuck you!" "I don't want your AIDS hands touching my balls and dick!" Jake screamed out. "So how many poz cum loads do you think you took tonight Jake? Just how many?" The top was breathless and about to squirt his fourth load up Jake's asshole. "I count six loads. Six poz creamy loads!" Jake looked at the top, who just shrugged with a lascivious smile. "Why didn't you tell me the guys were all poz?" "Why would it matter," I asked, "You never bareback, remember?"

Foreign city, enter a gay bar, start chatting to a stranger. He buys me a drink, next thing I know I am tied up in a sling in the basement and strangers are taking turns

What had I gotten myself into? At that moment I did not really care. Jeff was a sick looking guy but in a way I found him hot. Jeff’s cock was in my mouth and he was sliding it in and out of my mouth and down my throat. I think I lost my gag reflex. Jeff was telling me that I swallowed his cock like a pro. As he kept me busy I never even noticed that Bull left the room. Jeff unlocked the handcuffs that had been on my arm and flipped me onto my stomach. Jeff told me he was ready to use my hole and make it his. I asked him what he meant and he just laughed. Look at me he said, do you know what this tattoo means? He pointed to a symbol that was tattooed right above his cock. I had seen it before when I went to the hospital for stitches and in my doctor’s office but did not know what it meant. I shook my head no and he laughed a little more and leaned in to me. He whispered that is a bio hazard symbol it means that I am toxic, that I have HIV and with my viral load I have full blown aids. Bull has been a friend of mine for years and although we have never played around he has always liked finding me new bois to pass my toxic babies onto. Bull had wanted to fuck you for a while now and new he could once he caught you checking him out on the car ride. Bull always makes sure the bottoms holes are good and torn up and then I take over and from what I see yours is ready for me. Do you see this tattoo? This if you look closer is not just a vine, it is a list of names all bois and men who have my seed planted inside of them and who now carry my babies. By the time I am done with you, you too will be carrying my seed and will spread it to others with that cunt of yours. You took his cock like a champ and I know you will take mine to. Jeff moved so that his cock was at my hole. One thrust and he was in. My ass was wet and Jeff mentioned how sloppy it was. That I was full with bull’s seed and soon I would have his in me as well. Please don’t cum in me I cried but I also realized that I had a huge boner. Did I really want him to use me? I should have been scared and yet I wanted this man to use me and make me into a slut, but again what was I doing. Jeff pulled back out of my hole and a load of cum came out with his cock. Boy bull really must have liked your hole because that is a lot of cum in there. He started fingering my hole again and then he plunged into me in one push. I felt his balls hitting my ass. He fucked me for only a few minutes and then shot his load into me. Damm boi usually I last a lot longer but your hole was hot on my cock. I felt him finally slip out of my ass. He put a butt plug in my ass. I was told it was to help his cum absorb into me. With that Jeff went out of the room and I fell asleep. More to cum. Thanks for all the comments

The Teacher I first saw him when he moved into the building. He was with his girlfriend as they carried in boxes to their first floor apartment. I offered my help and learned that his name was Cory; he was 22, and at 5’9” tall he had a sexy, lean, runner’s build. Her name didn’t matter. They had just graduated college and had accepted teaching jobs at the local high school. I knew I’d have to break them up if I was going to wrangle this sexy boy into my coral. The thing I had going for me was a senior at the high school where they were both going to be teaching. I knew he’d be able to cause a problem between the loving couple. I continued to play the good neighbor and waited for my boy to work his way into their relationship. I waited as the school year progressed a few months to let my boy work on the girlfriend. He kept asking her for help after school and progressively began to try and get closer. I knew when he had achieved his goal when Cory came home without her in a huff. He practically ran into the building right pass me and slammed the door of his apartment. I waited a while and knocked on the door. When Cory answered he immediately apologized “Sorry about the noise, I got some disturbing news.” I asked him “What’s wrong Cory?” He let me know “My bitch of a girlfriend was caught fucking a student.” I did my best to look surprised since I had sent my boy to fuck her. It was simple since he has a 12” cock and can fuck like a stallion. I asked him “What happened to her?” He let me know “She was arrested since they caught her riding him like a cowgirl.” “I’m sorry to hear that Cory. Sounds like you need a drink. I’ve got some good rum if you’re interested.” Cory perked up a bit and welcomed my offer “I’d like to get drunk tonight. I don’t have to go back to work till Tuesday.” I clarified “So you have a 4 day weekend?” “Yes, we have a professional day tomorrow and Monday is Veteran’s Day.” Cory asked me “Go grab the booze and we’ll have a drink or two.” I nodded yes and quickly retrieved the rum from my apartment. When I got back Cory told me “Apparently this wasn’t the first time they fucked.” I already knew my boy had fucked her 5 times with the last 2 raw breeding her nasty cunt. I’m sure she had his AIDS virus swimming in her. When we settled on his couch I fixed Cory a rum and coke with an added ingredient. I made sure his had some GHB in it to get him relaxed and horny. He downed the first one quickly and I fixed him a second. While we chatted about this and that I excused myself and I came back to the living room with a joint. I asked Cory “You want a hit?” His eyes lit up when he saw the white beauty. He almost began to drool as he shook his head. What he didn’t know was that I had laced the joint with Tina. I made sure that he had more hits than I did and as the G began to work into his system I knew he’d be a horny boy. I turned the talk to sex as he began to squirm in his seat. He couldn’t hide his excitement as his khaki’s began to tent. When the subject of oral sex came up I told Cory “In my opinion, guys give the best head.” It was during our discussion Cory admitted to me “While in college I ‘experimented’ with a frat brother. We were both drunk and very horny and ended up blowing each other.” I asked him “Did either of you swallow?” He told me “When my frat bro blew his load in my mouth I freaked at first and spit it out, but he swallowed my load. I think he was gay though.” After another hit on the joint he added “Thinking back, he loaded didn’t taste that bad.” Cory was rubbing his hard cock through the fabric of his pants when we finished off the joint and I asked “How are you feeling now bro?” He looked over at me with the biggest grin and said “Damn good and very horny. I need a good blow job.” I let him know “I’ll be happy to suck your cock if you suck mine.” I didn’t know what to expect when he stood up, walked over to where I was sitting and got on his knees between my legs. He fished my cock from me shorts and began to give me a decent suck job for a (so called) straight boy. I looked down at him as he took the majority of my 9” cock into his mouth and asked “You’ve done this more than once, haven’t you?” He paused for a second and simply said “Maybe?” As Cory worked on my pole I pulled out my Tina pipe and began to smoke away. He looked up and asked “What’s with the pipe?” I let him know “It’s a Tina pipe. Have you ever tried Tina.” He shook his head know as he went back to work on my cock. I took a good hit and blew the smoke out in his direction. He came up from my cock and asked “Can I try it?” I told him “Of course. I’ll get it heated and when I tell you to inhale, you take a slow, deep breath in and hold it till I tell you to blow the smoke out.” I light the torch and got the bowl good and hot. As the smoke began to swirl I told Cory “OK, now suck that smoke in bro.” Cory took a deep hit and held it till I told him to let it out. He blew the smoke as I heated the bowl up again. He didn’t hesitate as he drew in a second big hit, held it then blew it out while I did another hit. I knew the Tina would get him even looser and ready for me to use. Cory resumed sucking my cock. I was determined to get into his ass before the too long. As I was heating the bowl I told Cory “I’m going to take a big hit off the pipe. Then I’m going to blow the smoke out into your mouth as you breath it in, then you’ll blow it out and I’ll breath it in….it’s called a shot gun.” I took a big hit off the pipe, pulled him off my cock (drool & precum clinging from his lips to the tip of my cock) and blew the smoke into his open mouth. Cory quickly sucked the smoke into his lungs and then blew it back out at me. We went back and forth a couple times before I said “We’re going to try that again, but go with me on is and we can make it better.” I could see that the G, weed and Tina were taking a strong hold as I took a deeper hit off the pipe. I closed in on Cory’s mouth and locked my lips on his as I exhaled the smoke into his mouth as he inhaled. He then exhaled back into my lungs and this went back and forth before we ended up kissing. Cory accepted my deep kiss and soon allowed my tongue to enter his mouth. Cory’s right hand found my hard cock while his left hand found the back of my head. I pulled him in closer and grabbed his ass. He was definitely into what I was offering. We kept kissing as I loosened his belt and his khaki’s dropped to the floor. He boxers quickly followed as he quickly lost his shirt. Our kiss broke as I asked him “Why do I get the feeling you’ve done this before.” He admitted to me “I sucked my frat bro’s cock a few times, but that’s all I’ve ever done.” I pushed the limit and asked “Are you willing to do more right now with me?” I knew the drugs were clouding his judgment when he answered “Why not. I’m horny as fuck and won’t be getting any from that BITCH of a girlfriend again.” I suggested “Why don’t we take this to your bedroom.” Cory was open to suggestion as we got comfortable on the couch. I suggested “Why don’t we 69” to which he agreed. Now that I had the opportunity to suck his semi-hard cock I could get a look at his virgin, neg cunt. It looked nice with very little hair as it winked at me. I began to lick his cock and balls working my way to the prize. Cory began to moan as I licked his cute little puckered hole. He paused on occasion as he kept hitting the Tina pipe. I knew he’d be ready for a slam soon. He offered me a shot gun and we began kissing again. When the kiss broke Cory was disappointed that the pipe was emty. “You got anymore shit for this pipe?” I honestly answered “The only Tina I have left are in points.” Cory looked at me with a puzzled look and asked “Slam? What’s a slam?” I pulled out 2 points from my shorts pocked off the floor and told him “This is a slam. It is Tina dissolved in water that you inject directly in you. It’s a hell of a high. Care to try one?” Cory hesitated at first we I began to rim his hole again. Through his moans he said “Why not.” I had him right where I wanted him. I grabbed the one I made special for him. It was a point I’ve used before so I knew it be tainted with some of my blood and virus. Although both points looked like they had identical doses, I made sure that he got hid had more Tina and less water. Not only would this give him a large slam, but a more intense slam giving him a very hard, intense rush. Cory watched intently as I placed a tourniquet on his left arm, commented “You have great veins” as I found a good vein to hit, wiped the spot with alcohol before I stuck the point in the vein. I let him know “We make sure that the point is in the vein as we get a flash of blood” as I registered the flash then pushed the plunger down telling him “And know you get your first slam.” I pulled the tourniquet off and watched as he coughed out hard, said “HOLY FUCK!” and lay there on his bed as I did mine. I noticed that he started to pull on his shriveled up cock. After I coughed out I began to rim Cory’s hole again. I was getting it good and wet for my 9” that were now harder and dripping precum. I heard Cory moaning as I ate his soon to be wrecked and diseased hole. I kissed and licked my way up and gave Cory a deep kiss as I aimed my cock at his hole. I could feel his hole sucking my cock deep inside. Cory began to moan as I got deeper and deeper inside his hole. I looked into Cory’s eyes as I began to fuck his virginity and health away. I knew I wouldn’t last long and soon delivered the first of multiple loads Cory would get that weekend. As I continued to fuck Cory, he reached down to feel the cock invading his insides. I could tell by the expression on his face he was surprised by something. He looked at me and said “You’re not wearing a rubber?” I looked him dead in the eye and said “You never asked for one. Besides it doesn’t really matter anymore, I’ve dropped a nice load of poz cum inside you.” Cory processed my words and knew it was too late. He seemed to accept his new role and began to enjoy the fuck I was giving him. It was sometime on Saturday when we heard someone enter Cory’s apartment. We were all surprised when Cory’s girlfriend walked in catching Cory riding me like a cowboy. She didn’t say much as she turned and left. Cory would never be the same after that weekend. A few weeks later he came down with the ‘flu’ and eventually left his job to move back home.

All HIV tests have a window period. That's the time between an infection, and a possible Poz result. Tests that look for antibodies have a longer window period. Some people who catch HIV start producing antibodies later than average. Around 90+% of people with HIV will test Poz by six weeks after exposure. More than 99% will test Poz by three months. Here are the window periods most of the tests in use. Pooled NAT RNA test = 10-14 days (Only available at specific clinics in some large cities) Fourth generation Antibody / P24 Antigen test = 3 weeks (Vial of blood drawn ans sent to a lab) Third generation Antibody test = 4 week (Vial of blood drawn ans sent to a lab) Rapid Antibody tests = 5 weeks (Tiny drop of blood from a finger prick - Test time ranges from >1 to 20 minutes Western Blot test (usually used to confirm a Poz result) = 6 weeks Oral fluid Antibody test = 6 weeks While I can see where for a first time encounter the OraQuick test is attractive, it's also the assay with the longest window period. A lab test is much better than an OraQuick. You interview process might need to include how long since his last sexual activity. Between the test, and too much interview it might kill the buzz, and you might end up with no nookie. For your second question, ALL gay men should get routine testing a minimum twice a year. If they're very active four times a year. Lab test are better than home tests. The tests should include all the other STIs too. (Blood test for HIV, Syphilis, Hep A,B & C -- First Void urine sample for Gonorrhea & Chlamydia -- Throat and Ass swab for Gonorrhea & Chlamydia) If you're not vaccinated against Hep A & B get it done now! Hep B is 50-100 more transmissible than HIV, but nobody asks about it. Here's an HIV 101 fact that I'm sure you don't know. A person who acquired HIV very recently (within the last 2-3 weeks) is at their most infectious. As you can see from the window periods I listed, depending on which test is used, that newly Poz guy could still test Neg, but have a very high chance of transmitting the virus. He'll have a viral load that could be as high ans 10,000,000 viral copies per ML of blood. Some estimates are that about 54% of new cases of HIV are caused guys in the acute phase of infection (first three months). Another 30+% are from guys who have transitioned to the chronic phase of infection with viral loads in the 30,000 to 120,000 range, but they don't know it because they haven't been tested recently. Only about 20% of guys are getting tested per annum. Your safest bet would be to hook up with a guy on PrEP. He's on an HIV prevention pill, and gets screened for HIV and other STIs every three months. (Or you could go on PrEP. You don't say if you're a married Bi guy. That might be hard to explain to the wife.) I'd be willing to bet that like most Neg guys, you think that playing with a Poz guys has a transmission risk of between 50% and 100% per encounter. Since our standard campaigns have never discussed this, people have an extremely infatuated sense of risk. From a Poz guy in the chronic phase of infection, the "High Risk" described by our prevention campaigns starts a 1.4% per exposure to a bottom and go down from there. What we know about HIV has changed tremendously over the last few years. Quite literally there is a complete paradigm shift happening. Some of the things our standard prevention campaigns have always taught, turn out to be wrong. Due to the window periods, high viral loads, and low testing rates mentioned above, the standard advice to "Always ask status" (serosorting to Neg guys, and rejecting anyone who tells you they are Poz) can actually INCREASE your chances of catching the bug. You're probably going to think I'm crazy, because the next bit runs contrary to everything you've been taught for the last 20+ years. The science is sound on this, and I can provide dozens of links to back it up. A Poz guy who is on treatment, and has had an undetectable viral load for more than six months, is only bettered on the safety meter by a guy on PrEP. It's ironic that us undetectable Poz guys, who Neg guys fear the most and immediately reject, are turning out the be the ones least likely to infect them. They call the concept Treatment as Prevention (TasP). The concept of TasP is simple: Get as many people tested as possible. Start the ones who test Poz on treatment as soon as they ready to commit to the daily medication. Treatment lowers their viral load. A low viral load means they are less infectious. When their viral load reaches undetectable, they are for all intents and purposes, not able to pass on the virus. You will start to see education campaigns featuring this idea within the next couple of years. I'm a little too tired to write too much more at the moment, but I'll leave you with homework of reading the document I'll link to below. In September, the Australian based HIV service organization ACON issued a position statement titled "What is Safe Sex?" (They choose to use the word Safe rather than the more widely accepted Safer) ACON's area of responsibility is Sidney, and the rest of New South Wales. In it they put Condomless sex with a guy whose viral load is Undetectable, Comdomless sex with a guy on PrEP, and sex with Rubbers all on an equal footing. They are ALL safer sex. www.acon.org.au/sites/default/files/What-is-Safe-Sex-Position-2014.pdf

This story taps into some of the terrifying joy I have about this sort of sex. There is darkness in it but also a beauty in communing with men who see what and who you are. Being "seen" can be a difficult thing to allow yourself to do. At the core of it shame develops when one locks up parts of who they are and hides it from others. Shame is the corrupter, shame festers and rots and changes people. In those moments of acceptance from another, even a stranger, one can take comfort and even find the strength to have pride in the things that make them hide in the darkness. While I personally find reading chem sex stories very hot I wont ever actually do this drug since I've seen it destroy people I love. It's not a judgement just my own experience. But I love the mind of this whore, he has confidence and accepts who he is. Also appreciate the German demon folklore references "Mephistopheles" and Greek "Erebus" very smart. Jack

Chapter XI It is now Saturday morning, the seventh day since I left home a totally straight man with a wife and came to another town for work and become a gay sex loving bottom cum dump and probably becoming HIV positive. What a week for sure. Had decided last night to go home and confront my wife with this, which I dreaded, but had fouled up and took another look at Steve, the hitcher I had picked up, and melted again and spent the night here again. He had a magic spell almost every time I looked at his magnificent cock, 12" and as big around as my wrist, that I found I could not resist. A glance at it pulled me towards it and soon it would be in me and pounding away at my hole. This with even finding out that he was HIV positive. Now after a week I had had a good two dozen loads of poz cum in my hole from him and his friend. This morning I finally called my wife, but just told her that work had wiped me out and was just going to stay here and relax and not come home till I was done. She was surprisingly ok with it. Now, however, I was going to rest up from being fucked half the night away. God, how I loved Steve's cock pounding away in my hole and seemed to not be able to get enough of it. After calling my wife I laid down to get some sleep. Sleep had been at a premium all week with the amount of sex we had had. Steve seemed to be almost insatiable which was fine with me as that meant his pole was in me that much more and I loved it. We both slept the entire morning away and finally got up just past noon. We laid there for a bit again and then both got up to hit the bathroom. I asked Steve what he thought we ought to do since it was the weekend and no work for me. He thought a couple of minutes and then told me we should head down to the sauna as he could use a good rub down. He told me I had about screwed him dry this week and we both had a good laugh at that. I told him I had never been to a sauna before. He smiled and told me I would love it. Nice rub down for the muscles and a little hot steam to work any other aches out. I told him it sounded good to me, let's go. We dressed and headed out the door. I was thinking this is just what I need, some relaxation time from the frustrations and anxieties I had had all week. This was so new to me, being fucked when most of my life I had been the one to fuck and only women at that. Now, well, I found being fucked to bring me more pleasure than I had ever felt before and craved more and more. It was wonderful and thrilling and totally fullfilling. We arrived at the sauna that Steve told me he had been to before that had some guys to give good massages. I thought that would be fantastic, just relax and let my muscles be rubbed and prodded to get the kinks out. Then into the steam room to let some nice heat relax me some more. This would feel good. We entered and paid our money and were buzzed in. Steve tole me we would save a few bucks by just getting one room for the two of us. Always like to save a few bucks. We got to the room and stripped down and it took about all the self control I had not to grab Steve's cock right there. I then followed him down the hallway to where the massage tables were at. There were three of them and separated by curtains overhead like in a hospital. We each chose a table and hopped on and soon a guy came in. I took a look and thought, nice looking guy, well muscled without being huge and dressed in some tight shorts and a kind of golf shirt with the place's name on the front. I glanced down, which was becoming a habit now, and noticed he had very nice bulge in the front of his shorts too. He asked if I want the front first or the back. I opted to have my front done first so I could look him over a little more. He started at my feet and worked his way up. As he leaned over I could see his ass under his shorts and it was a nice tight one. I decided he must work out pretty regularly. Looking at him sent my mind thinking about Steve which was not really the thing to do while watching the ass and at times the cock of the guy massaging me. By the time he got to the top of my legs my cock was hard under the towel over me and definitely makin somewhat of a tent there. He seemed to not notice it as he skipped over to my stomach and up to my chest and then to my shoulders. As he got there, he was looking into my eyes and my cock was definitely twitching now as he was damn good looking up close like that. I just couldn't seem to control myself. He finished with my front then and I was somewhat relieved when he told me to roll over. I rolled over trying to keep the towel somewhat covering my hardon but am sure he saw it anyway. Oh, well, he was a hot guy. I told him to start at my shoulders this time. He did and soon started down relaxing more and more except for my cock which didn't seem to want to go down. It didn't help that at times his cock bumped up against my arm at times as he rubbed me down and he seemed to be 'rising' to the occasion too I thought. As he got to my lower back I could hardly hold still and was trembling with the heat of the moment. I kept telling myself to calm down this is just a massage, but it didn't seem to help. He was leaning against the table then and his cock was pressed against my hand now at this point and then I felt my towel being removed and lotion being applied to my ass cheeks. I could feel his cock was hard now and it was all I could do to keep from grabbing it. He started to massage my ass and then I felt his fingers trail up my crack and I almost jumped off the table when he rubbed by my hole. He ran his fingers up and down my crack and kept rubbing my hole and then I felt a finger start to go around in a circle at my hole and I could not help but moan. As I did he pushed and with all the lube his finger started into my hole making me moan even more. I then could not help it as I grasped his cock through his shorts. He continued his assault on my hole and now had at least three fingers in me and moving them around and in and out and driving me crazy with desire as I rubbed his cock. He then withdrew his fingers making me gasp and I looked over my shoulder to see what he was doing. He pulled his shirt over his head and stepping back slightly from the table and making me lose my grip on his cock, pulled his shorts down and stepped out of them. He then stepped close again and I grabbed his bare cock now and started to stroke it as he again ran his fingers in and out of my hole. I was soon moaning with pleasure again. Then all at once he pulled his fingers out of me again and with one smooth motion rolled me onto my back. He then pulled his cock away from me and climbed up onto the table with me and was lifting my legs up and put them over his shoulders. He lined up his cock with my hole and with one hard thrust rammed his cock all the way to his balls in my ass. I groaned as that caught me by surprise but that passed quickly as he started immediately to pound my hole hard and fast. I found myself shoving my ass back at him as the fantastic feelings of his cock ramming my ass took over me. I found myself looking into his eyes as he stroked my hole with his cock and then was looking him up and down. I then noticed he had a tattoo around one of his nipples and I recognized it as a biohazard tat. Made me smile then as I knew then that I was going to receive another load of toxic cum in me. As he started to move faster and his breath was coming harder too, I knew he was getting ready to cum. As it approached I could feel my own cock starting the familiar tingle of my impending orgasm too. He then groaned and told me here it comes and as I felt his cock twitch and he rammed deep into me, my own cock erupted too. I noticed a movement just then too and looking I saw Steve looking around the edge of the curtain with a huge smile on his face.

Missionary style with your legs wrapped around his waist or across his shoulders works best for me -- and make sure he stays burried deep when breeding instead of thrusting back and forth :-) Keep your ass up when he's pulling out, too so gravity doesn't work against you. I have a couple of 10" pals who shoot like this and are deep enough that I never lose a drop!

Five more: 1. When I pull into a new motel parking lot for the first time and I can tell that tops are going to love the easy access. 2. When a top emails me and asks me how late I'm taking loads, so that he know when my hole will have the most possible cum for lube. 3. When the door opens while a top is pounding me. 4. When the new guy asks if it was good and the last guy says "oh yeah." 5. When a the last guy asks me to text him with my load total as the night goes on.

Part Three Cory leaned in and the two kissed as they enjoyed their mutual rush. Cory quickly moved between Nathan’s legs and began to eat his virgin and neg hole. Nathan began to moan as Cory worked his tongue deep inside his hole. As Cory took a break from rimming his stepbrother he asked him “Are you ready for my cock bro?” Through his soft moans Nathan said “Yes, God yes, fuck me please!” Cory quickly moved up Nathan’s thin body as he positioned his poz cock at his stepbrother’s neg hole. The two kissed as Nathan began to feel the hard cock penetrate his body. Cory slid in balls deep and began to fuck immediately not giving Nathan a chance to know he was really being fucked without a condom. Cory pounded Nathan’s hole making sure to tear it up a bit to help his toxic load get inside his blood stream and with Cory newly poz and not yet on meds his viral load was probably toxic enough to do the deed he was intending. Cory tried to last as long as he could when he began to feel his balls begin to boil. He lasted a couple minutes longer when he jammed his cock in deep and grunted out as unloaded inside Nathan’s hole. Nathan had little clue what had just happened. The two kissed while Cory worked his still hard cock inside Nathan’s cum filled hole working his seed into the walls of his ass. Nathan was still high and horny as Cory pulled out and began to finger, scrap and pull at Nathan’s cummy hole. He worked himself around so that Nathan could go suck his cock clean as he worked to make sure that his bug would do its job. With the Viagra in his system it didn’t take him long till he was rock hard again. This time he put Nathan on all fours and mounted him from behind. Like he did before he rammed his cock deeper inside his stepbrother causing him to moan out in pleasure and pain. Cory rode Nathan harder and longer this time around. He made sure that the seed already inside was pushed in deeper. Nathan kept moaning and squealing out with ever thrust Cory made and he knew that with one more slam Nathan would be ready for the rest of the weekend. After he planted two more loads he grabbed Nathan by the neck and led him to his room. He threw him on his own bed as he went and grabbed his back pack where he had another slam ready for Nathan. Nathan laid back and quietly accepted the slam as he was sent even further into a high that had him kind of out of it. Cory pounded him a couple more times depositing the last cum he probably had in his balls. Nathan was still fucked up and out of is as Cory got the both of them dressed and helped him out to his car. Nathan had no clue where they were going as Cory made him suck his cock as they drove. When Cory finally parked and the two walked into the plain, brick building. Cory knew the guy working the counter as the two winked at each other. The guy behind the counter told Cory “So this is the stepbrother. I have the room you wanted set aside.” Cory asked him “How much?” Cory was told “The room is normally $50.” Cory handed the guy $75 and said “Here you go. Did you take care of the advertising for the night? The guy replied “All done. You should have a line waiting once he’s already” while the guy handed Cory 2 towels and the room key. Cory and Nathan walked into the place. Cory knew the way to the room and opened used the key to open the door. He let Nathan lay on the bed as he rummaged around his back pack. Cory took a couple more Viagra as he helped Nathan out of his clothes and into the sling in the middle of the room. Cory then undressed and approached Nathan in the sling. He administered another slam to Nathan and then did his own before opening the door. He knew that Nathan would have little memory of the bathhouse as a line formed between Nathan’s legs. While Nathan got fucked by guys of all ages, shapes and colors Cory got on the bed and began to get some cock and cum of his own. By the next day both stepbrothers had cum dripping from their holes. Nathan had taken a couple double fucks as Cory watched the action as he took load after load. That night Cory took Nathan home and the two climbed into bed together. They spent the next 2 days in bed with Cory calling in for Nathan being sick and himself calling off from work. Nathan remembered very little from the weekend except that he was in love with his older brother. When he came down with the ‘flu’ Cory came over and spent some time with Nathan. Nathan looked up at Cory and didn’t have to ask the question as Cory showed off his new biohazard tattoo just about his cock.

There are a lot of guys who plan their conversions and others who never know it’s happening, but I was part of that middle group who hadn't really planned it but let themselves get carried away in the heat of the moment. Like most guys I started out practicing safe sex almost exclusively, except for those rare occasions where I knew the top well, and knew he was neg. After all, who wants to get sick, right? But as time went on I found safe sex less and less satisfying, and began to bareback more, although always with guys who were disease-free. Then I discovered the old bug share site and found that the idea of getting pozzed turned me on. I had no real interest in the reality of it, but the fantasy of being pozzed led to many a hot jack off session. I also found the thought of being pozzed made those occasions where I took raw cock even more intense. I wasn't a bug chaser by any means, but my lustful desires were beginning to drive riskier behaviors. One night I was online at BBRT looking for some action and spied an advertisement that looked to be very close to me. When I clicked on the guy's photos my cock went instantly to full-hard as this stud was the man of my dreams. Well built, without being a gym rat, handsome as heck, and seriously hung. Possessed by lust, I never really looked beyond his pictures in his profile before I hit him up, and and as it turned-out he had just moved into my apartment building so he was literally next door. We agreed to meet and I logged off, grabbed a quick shower, cleaned myself out, got dressed and headed over to his place. When he opened the door it was clear this pictures didn't do him justice. My cock, which was already hard and leaking precum, got even harder. He invited me in and within minutes we were making out hot and heavy on his couch, hand groping each other’s cock. He then stood-up, and invited me to the bedroom where, upon arriving, he slowly undressed me, driving me wild with his touches and kisses. "God, your hot" he told me as he licked the precum from my cock. Suddenly he paused and asked "Dude, you know I'm poz right?" My heart stopped. I certainly had not noticed that little detail, didn't and I really didn't want to get pozzed, but a part of me got even more turned on when he said it. It was weird. I knew I didn't really want the bug but a part of me did, and suddenly that part had an opening. "No man, I didn't" I said "and I'm neg. Kinda like to stay that way, you know?" "It’s cool" he said "Normally I make sure guys know I'm poz before they show up, but you were so close and it all happened so fast." "We can still have some fun though if you want" he said "Yeah, man I'd love to, just so long as you know I won't be sucking you or fucking tonight." "No problem" he said, adding "there are lots of ways to play." As I was already nude he stood up and invited me to undress him, which I did slowly, trying to build the same excitement in him he had in me. When opened his pants I discovered an obscenely huge bulge in his briefs with a perfect thick cock head that was leaking precum sticking above the elastic waistband. It was the cock of my dreams and I wasted no time completely removing his shorts, and working his balls and shaft with my tongue, oh so careful to stay away from the poisonous tip. Soon we were on the bed, I was on my back and he had my cock deep in his mouth, giving me the blow job of a life time. I was moaned and squirmed, what few inhibitions I had were being overcome by raw lust. So, when he crouched over my body in a '69' position, his perfect cock dangling over my face, I wanted to taste it sooooo bad. As he worked my cock I worked his shaft and balls, but not surprisingly our mutual movements frequently brought the tip over my mouth, giving me a taste of his poison necter. God, it tasted good. And the fact it was leaking poz juices only turned me on more. I soon lost control and begin deep-throating him with a passion I'd never before possessed. His automatic and natural response to my sucking was to begin fucking my face, pushing his rod deep in my throat. As he sucked me his fingers probed towards my hole and began to massage it causing me to emit low groans of pleasure. Sensing he'd found something, he asked me if I liked being rimmed. "FUCK YEAH!!" was my immediate response and he quickly rolled me over onto my stomach and lifted my ass into the air. His tongue found my pussy fuck-hole and began working it, causing me to moan and squirm even more. God, I wanted his cock sooo bad, but I knew it was a decision I'd regret. Then his tongue was joined by fingers and he began opening my boy pussy up spreading it wide. The sensations were indescribable and I'd never wanted to be fucked so bad in my life. "God you have such a tight perfect ass" he moaned "I'd love to feel it wrapped around my cock." "Me too" I told him. "How about I just push in once get the feel and pull out?" I swear my body shook and a chill came over me. I wanted his cock more than I'd wanted anything in my life, especially since it was poz and although my last bit of rational thinking fought against the invitation, I found myself thinking I wouldn't get pozzed from 'one penetration'. "In and out once nice and easy right?" I asked. "Yeah man" he said "nothing you don't want." I felt his cock head rub my now opened and dripping boy cunt and I whimpered slightly. He started pushing in and as his 9" long shaft worked its thick head inside me constant whimpers escaped my throat. My body shaking as I contemplated that this was a real poz cock sinking its way inside me. He sunk it deep and worked it around a bit not fucking me but not pulling out either. "Mmmmm you're hot" he moaned in my ear "you like that in there?" "Ohhh God FUCK YES!" I moaned rocking my ass on his shaft a bit. "You want me to fuck you don't you?" he asked, grunting "You want me to shoot that hot load deep inside you?" Every fiber of my being wanted to reply with a firm 'No' but, lust had taken over. All of my poz fantasies were coming true and reality no longer mattered. "Yes please fuck me" I whispered, hoping he wouldn't hear me. "What was that, boy?" he asked, as his cock slid about half way out then back in deep against my prostrate. "YES, FUCK ME" I cried out and he unleashed his monster cock on my neg ass. Holding me tight he began fucking deeply and I knew his brutal thrusts were doing more than stretching my hole. They were tearing me open creating a path for the bug into my system. There was going to be no escaping it. I lost myself in the lust of it all begging him to fuck me fully yielding my body and my being to him. He was atop me having mounted me so he could fuck his shaft in deeper and harder and he began to whisper in my ear. "You want that poz load don't you boy? Want that neg hole of yours converted don't you?" Totally lost in the moment I responded "Yeah man give it to me poz my fucking hole - ohh fuck ohh fuck." I sensed his rhythm change his cock swelling even more inside me. "Here it comes, man" he moaned in my ear. "POZ ME man GIVE IT TO ME" I cried out as he exploded inside me, filling my hole with his poz cum. The excitement resulted in a no-hands explosion, in what was arguably the strongest orgasm of my life. After we were both spent. I lay there, his cock inside my ass, as I contemplated what I'd just done. I was thinking about dashing off to the bathroom in the vain hope of washing his poison cum from my hole, but he showed me his thick cock tinged with my blood and I knew it was useless, so instead of retreating, I wallowed in his arms. Before long his cock stiffened again and found its way back to my hole. As he fucked another load into my hole, I remember feeling dirty and ashamed I had allowed him to make me into a poz cum dump, but at the same time I loved every minute of the experience. Sure enough it took and a month or so later I came down with the fuck flu. I was another notch on his belt but more to my interest, under his tutelage I became a full blown cum dump pussy boy taking all comers.

What a terrible start to a day. The company calling me out of bed to take a trip in a hurry out of town, just before leaving the house I had an argument with my wife and before getting a block from home, a flat tire. Good way to keep one's mind on anything but what it is supposed to be on. The company was getting more and more demanding and leaving me with less time for my home life, my wife as mad because I was hardly ever at home anymore, and not surprisingly she was increasingly moody and frequently cut off sex for what seemed an eternity, but actually was more like about eight months or so. Of course this left me frantic, but still I wanted nothing to do with the problem. I was even too tired to masturbate - except once in a great while. Frustration and more frustration. Although this trip wasn't all that far from the house, it was still too far to commute home daily. I assumed I would have to spend a week or two of lonely nights in a motel with not a damn thing to do after work except to hit a local bar for a couple of drinks, watch TV, and then go to sleep. Ugh, so boring. Well tire fixed and I was on the road, but it sure isn't getting much lighter out. Looks like it could pour down just at any time. Just another aggravation if it does. Driving in the rain isn't a pass time I enjoy either. It makes it so much harder to see and the drive that much longer. Of course with my luck it started pouring. Rain and buckets, and still got darker yet, which made it hard to even see the road, so I had to slow down quite a bit. Then it happened. There appeared to be a man right in front of me on the road. I swerved to miss him and it looked like he flew into the ditch. I was hitting the brakes and then backed up to look for him. I got out of the car and was relieved to see he was climbing up out of the ditch, so I ran over and offered my hand. He needed my help to climb out the final few feet as the slope was steep and slippery. I looked around and to my horror I saw tire tracks off of the road fast disappearing but there nonetheless. I had driven off of the road and almost hit this man. I was scared as hell that I had nearly hit him, but the guy seemed to be taking it pretty well, saying "That sure was a close call." He appeared to be about my height although perhaps a bit lighter in weight. Naturally he was covered in mud, and I found myself repeatedly apologizing, but he laughed-off the incident, saying "No big deal. There's no harm, just mud." I asked him if he needed a ride somewhere. He told me he sure picked a bad day to hitchhike anywhere and could sure use a lift. Hell, he was more worried about getting a little dirt in my car than the close call he had had. I told him not to worry about it. He stuck his backpack in the rear and climbed in and away we went. I was actually kind of glad to have someone to talk to a little to take away the boredom of the drive. I asked where he was headed and he said wherever I wanted to drop him was fine as he was not heading anywhere in particular, just taking a trip for fun more than anything else. He was up for about anything at all anywhere it took him. We hit it off pretty good and just talked about whatever came up. The weather, politics, sports, just ordinary everyday stuff. Time flew much better and then it was time to stop for lunch. I found a nice little place and told him I had to buy to help pay for not paying attention before and after a little protest he let me and then we were off again. Again, also, it didn't take long, it seemed, and it was getting close to supper and we had arrived at the town I was headed for. I pulled into the motel where I was to stay and asked him to join me for supper again. He said he had already imposed on me for lunch and he still looked terrible to be going into what appeared to be a better type of place. It was then it dawned on me, what I had completely forgotten about; he was still caked with mud, even if it was now dry. I laughed and said "The hell with it. Come up to my room and use the shower. It's the least I can do since I caused you to get dirty. He also laughed, answering "What a nice offer. I'll be happy to take you up on it."

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

What follows is true. This happened about 3 weeks ago (November 2014). Enjoy. I did. I am 22, 5'7, 120 pounds. I am bisexual, but only in the sense that two or three times a year I find myself craving cock enough to "go through with it." My first hookup was when I was several years earlier. I connected with a 30 year old guy through gay.com. We got together and he ruined me in his car. From that point on it was only a matter of time, I guess. I have long been a member of A4A, and until recently I thought that was the only place to look for dirty minded 40+ top daddies, who are, to be honest, my top interest. I like being treated like a boy slut by men old enough to be my father. I had met a few here and there, enough to learn how to properly shave my entire body, to fast for two days before sex, how to clean myself out perfectly. I even managed to find a 65 year old who lived a few miles from me and became, until recently, a regular fuck buddy, but a few weeks ago, after reading a story on breeding.zone, I decided to give BBRT a try. At first I wasn't sure if I should really put myself out as it seemed as if most of the guys were poz, but then the flood of older men in my area wanting to push their bare cocks into me kept me coming back. One guy in particular caught my attention, and led to the story that follows. Again, I have made no embellishments. This is true. We exchanged messages for a couple weeks. He was 50 whereas I was 22. I'm certain looking back that I must have been a cut of fresh meat on BBRT - skinny smooth twinks who love older tops, bareback sex, anonymous connections, glory holes, groups, and, what I now know caught his attention, stealth role-play. While I am by no means a bugchaser as the word 'stealth' might lead you to believe, I do go absolutely wild when I imagine a total stranger filming me as I take his condom covered cock up up my ass, only to have him take it off and 'force' me down and pump his cum deep in my ass while I beg him not to. My second fantasy is to meet a total stranger who has, without my knowledge, posted an ad online for anonymous tops to come fuck 'his boy'. Finally, I get off on the idea of being filmed doing any and all these things. I told him all this. I didn't know it at the time, but I as I wrote to him I was writing my own story. I had planned the hookup for weeks, even before I met him. I knew what I wanted and I knew I would find it. The only question was 'Who did I think could get me closest to making my fantasies come true?' This guy, however, fit the bill perfectly. He wrote me as if from his first message I was his boy, showing me photographs of another twenty-something year old guy for whom he had arranged a bareback gang bang. He also had a studio-quality video camera and also mentioned a small 'dungeon' in his basement, but it seemed as if he wanted to keep it for a surprise as he didn't provide any photographs. He did, however, show me his perfect seven inch cock. Had he been any bigger I might not have gone through with it as I've been fucked enough times to know that I can't handle much more than a seven inch dick. The rest of the package was equally appealing: he was a leather daddy type, not quite a biker but bald with a goatee, slightly stocky sporting a shaved cock and balls. I get off on that. He offered to host a week in advance, which made it the following Friday, instructing me to show up at 8:00 PM. He also told me to do exactly as he said, and in exchange for which he would "Make your wildest fantasies come true." I remember when he first said those words I made sure to tell him that if he ever did invite total strangers to use me, they would have to use condoms. He could fuck me bare, and I would take his load anywhere he wanted to put it, but I was clear headed at the time and drew a line between fantasy and reality. I don't remember exactly what he said but whatever it was, it worked. Now let me preface this by saying I would never list "party" in a hookup ad because of what I think it implies. There are too many people who are hardcore into things like tina for me to feel comfortable with associating myself with that group. However, on this particular occasion I had procured a healthy amount of molly from a friend, and had every intention of rolling my way through the best raw fucking of my life. I took two points before I got in the shower, and an hour later, as I was finishing up, I started to realize just how much fun I was about to have. I spent some time playing with my hole, making sure I was ready. I probably enema to an unhealthy extent, but it's critical to me that I am as clean on the inside as a human being can be. Finally finished, and pushing those last minute jitters out of my mind, I ate two more points, tucked six more into my sock, and hopped into the car. His house was in the suburbs of Denver, not too far but remote enough that no one would care what went on there. He opened the door and pulled me inside by the back of my neck. He was smoking a cigar. I was trembling uncontrollably. The molly had set in and I knew in a matter of minutes I would be doing some of the dirtiest things imaginable. "Good boy" he said, as he lead me down a dark staircase into a room flooded with red light. What I saw was entirely new to me. I have never been to a bathhouse or sex club, but after spending a night in this man's basement, maybe that isn't true. The room was about 20x20. Carpeted. The first thing that caught my eye was a large camera on a tripod in the corner. I had never seen a camera that large before. In the center of the room was a very nice king size bed. Other than two side tables that I'm sure were only there to hold the lube, condoms, and handcuffs I saw, the room was empty, but felt complete. This place was made for forbidden sex. "Strip," he ordered as he left me in the center of the room, returning to the tripod. I obeyed as he asked "What are you going to do tonight?" "Anything you tell me to." "Anything?" I hesitated for a moment, still unsure of what I had gotten myself into. "Yes." Just as I finished taking off the last of my clothes, he pulled out his phone with a devious looking grin, took a photo of me, and sent what was either a lengthy text message or many short ones. [Master filming his boy take loads in private dungeon NOW] My little boy needs cum from total strangers. Perfect hole. Send face and cock for daddy. PLAY ALONG.

For me HQ is the best I can get 10 or 12 cocks into me at the naked parties and Friday night naked blackout. I am not a body fascist tho, just being a cock addict if they are hard then they are free to fuck me till their heart's content. I always leave HQ with my cunt dripping from cum so I can't ask for anything else.

Chapter XII This is how my hole looks now after a poz load from the guy that had been giving me a massage. I looked up to see Steve, the hitcher, smiling around the curtain between our two massage tables. I grinned back and he told me he just knew I would succumb to the great looking masseuses here. I told him it was nice but what the hell was I doing, becoming just a hole to be used or what? He told me to just go with it as long as it felt good and I was having fun. We then headed to the showers and cleaned the massage oils off. I couldn't help but had to grab and stroke Steve a bit. His huge cock was just too great to resist. He put me off for a bit and told me to wait till we got to the sauna and then he would pound my hole good if I wanted. I told him to hurry and let's get there then. We got to the sauna and immediately added some more water to the heater and soon had a really good amount of steam rolling in and pretty much hiding almost anything from view beyond a couple of feet. We headed to a bench to sit and I sat on a lower one than him. I soon had his cock buried in my throat and really loving the taste of his cock. I bobbed my head on him and found that with all the practice this week I was now able to get all but a couple of inches of him in my mouth and down my throat good. After a few minutes we heard the door open and close and then the hiss of more water hitting the hot stones. We waited a couple of minutes and I started to suck Steve some more. He pulled me around so I was kneeling in front of him more and really started to fuck my mouth good. As I was doing this I suddenly felt a hand on my ass. I started to pull off of Steve's cock but he held me and whispered that he knew the guy and he was ok. I wanted to see him but Steve was holding my head and I just started sucking some more. The guy behind me kept rubbing my ass and then was running his fingers up and down my crack. He kept stopping rubbing my hole at times and then I felt what seemed to be some lube on his finger and then it was pushing into my hole. The load of cum in there already seemed to help once my outer ring was opened. Soon I felt his cock rubbing me and then he was pushing it into me. He started slow but soon picked up speed and was pounding my hole good. I was in heaven almost with Steve's magnificent cock down my throat and some guy's cock in me that I still hadn't even seen. What a turn on. I was loving it but soon I felt the guy ram a few times really hard and then ram deep and I felt his cock spasming and I knew he was giving me another load of cum in my ass. As he pulled out, I heard Stever tell him thanks from me. I smiled around his cock in my mouth. Then I seemed to feel another guy behind me and sure enough another cock was entering me. I gasped and looked up at Steve and he just smiled down at me and told me it looked like the word had went around that I had a nice ass. This guy wasted no time and as soon as he was all in he started a very fast pounding of my ass and only lasted about 5 minutes when I felt his cock throbbing and spilling his load deep into me. This time as he pulled out to leave, Steve pulled me away from his cock and told me he needed my ass now. He then got up and got behind me. I felt him feel around a little and then his huge cock was plowing into me. I was definitely in heaven now. Nothing could compare to his marvelous cock and the way that huge member filled my hole up. Steve started slow but then picked up speed a little at a time until he was really pile driving my hole. I was flying and it felt so wonderful. I was pushing my ass back at him on every instroke trying to swallow every single inch of him in me deep as possible. He drove into me hard and fast and for a good 20 minutes and then I heard his breathing getting harder and knew he was about to cum. I could also feel my own cock twitching in that familiar way too and knew I was only a few seconds from cumming too. He drove hard as hell a few more times and then thrust deep into me and ground his cock around my hole as he spurted a huge load up my hole and my own cock spewed cum all over the bench. As he finished up and was pulling out I became aware that there were some other guys standing around watching. What a turn on to see so many cocks, about 6 guys, standing around enjoying our show and stroking their own cocks off. Steve and I hit the showers again and then headed back to the motel room. As we were leaving I asked him about the last couple of guys that had fucked me and he told me he knew both of them. He had been the one that had pozzed them too and they had loaded me up with some more nice toxic cum. LOL Damn chapter twelve had a picture in it but it did not come through for some reason

Pretty much sums up a lot of my feelings on this. Rather know who pozzes me if possible.

You can always slide a butt plug in your hole after he pulls out; that will keep the cum from leaking.

I love BBC also... I like it when the TOP will talk nasty, about taking his dirty black cock in my "cunt"...

getting bred is definitely addicting

Yeah Hamser, nice beginning, looking forward to reading about the rest of the night!! Hot, Thanks!

Based on his age I would wonder if he was on something that was causing him not to be able to get it hard? As for size, I have found that it is really about the skill of the top not necessarily the size. I have been fucked by plenty of average sized tops that are incredible and some really hung guys that are awful and vice versa. I don't prejudge the sex based on size alone, it's about the chemistry for me.

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.

Just leaving steamworks. 4 loads taken, 1 given.

At steamworks Berkeley and just took my first load

Get on the ACA (aka Obamacare) ASAP, and get your doctor to then prescribe Prep or just Truvada. I had this discussion with my doctor on Wednesday, and my pharmacy confirmed today that my insurance will pay 100% of the cost, versus the $1500 uninsured cost.

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Seaguy, since you are fond of grammar, I'm sure you meant to write, "Since YOU'RE on PREP ..." Sorry. Just had to tease.

Chapter II Well a bad start to the day had almost turned tragic when I almost ran over a hitchhiker in the rain. Had stopped and picked him up and now we were at my destination. I had now offered to let him clean up in my motel room shower and he had accepted gladly. A completely striaight man with a wife and kids and no knowledge of pretty much anything gay and had no idea what my offer was to lead up to soon or the way it would change my life. I went in and checked in and then we unloaded my car and went to my room. It was still raining so by the time we got everything out of the car and inside, we were both pretty well soaked. I had been in the service so to strip down to get dried off was not a big deal around another guy. Wasn't something I even thought about and definitely not in a sexual way. I had told him he could shower first and as we stripped down we were still talking about just everyday things. As he got his lowered and stepped out of his jeans I noticed he was commando and when he straightened back up is when it happened. I had just stepped out of my jeans and was saying something to him when I happened to glance down. I completely stopped midsentence and stared with my mouth open. He had a cock that had to be 10 to 11 inches just hanging there and was huge around also. I had never seen anything like that before. Then it dawned on me that I had stopped talking and was staring and was sure he had noticed and I turned away to place my wet clothes out next to the heater to dry out. While I was laying my clothes out he went into the restroom and I heard the shower come on. The sight of his cock has hit me in a way no other one ever had. I had seen plenty of cocks in my life but his was so large it basically had taken me aback and to my surprise my own cock had twitched and started to fill out towards hard too. Did stay like that for long but it definitely caught me by surprise doing that. I put it off to not having sex with my wife in so long. It didn't take him too long to shower and clean up. He yelled at me and wanted to know if I wanted him to just leave it on or turn it off. I told him to go ahead and leave it on as i needed a little rinse off too more than anything. I headed towards the shower as he was coming out drying his hair and couldn't help myself as my eyes went down to look at that cock of his again. I almost gasped as it was now about half way up and wow what a monster it was and I couldn't help wondering what it would do to a woman's pussy. Had to tear one up and make it almost unusable to any other guy. I was again somewhat surprised that my own cock stirred again at that sight. After a quick shower I came out to get dressed and found my new friend already dressed and packed to go. I told him, hey, don't leave yet, let's go eat first, besides it is still raining. I went on to say it would help pass the time anyway and see if it quit coming down. He accepted and after I got dressed we headed to the motel cafe for supper. As we ordered and started to wait, it dawned on me I had never asked his name and did so now. He told me his name was Steve. We had a nice meal and a good talk. When we were finished and got up to leave we found that the rain still had not stopped and actually might be coming down harder even. I told Steve he could come on back up to the room and watch tv and see if the rain would finally let up later instead of trying to stand out in it or even just sit around the lobby waiting. He accepted and we went back to my room. It felt nice to have someone, if only for a while to talk to and not have a boring night like I thought it would be. We settled in but it didn't take long to find that we didn't really have much more to talk about so we decided to get some cards out and play. One thing led to another then and as a joke, Steve said we should be playing strip poker. We both laughed at that for a bit, but by then it was getting late and we decided to do it anyway as a way to get ready for bed. The room had two twin beds and the rain didn't seem to be letting up any and I had told Steve he was welcome to stay the night and hope the rain was gone by morning so he could head out then. We decided that we would both have equal clothes on and each hand was worth one article of clothing off for the loser. No betting just deal a seven card stud game and whoever had the best hand won. We both had kicked our shoes off when we got comfortable earlier so we both had two socks, a pair of jeans and shirt on as we had both dressed after our showers commando. LOL 4 losses would end the game and be time to sleep. Steve won the first hand and off came a sock and then I won the next three hands in a row and he ws down to his jeans only. The cards changed then and he won the next two and we were both down to the last item now. Steve told me the game had got interesting now and wondered if I wanted to keep it going longer. I asked him what he meant and he said the next loser could choose to do a penalty of the winners choosing instead of taking their pants off and we could play a little bit longer before turning in. I said sure what kind of penalties did he have in mind and he said whatever popped into the others mind. I thought what could that be and agreed.

A few years ago, I was visiting New Orleans on a business trip, and decided to stay at a gay B&B rather than the conference hotel. The B&B owner took a fancy to me, and after my conference was over, he whored me out to three different tricks. One was actually in the conference hotel, and I was nervous about running into someone I had just seen professionally; I didn't.

This is something I only had to deal with recently as I have not been barebacking long. One of the things that most surprised me about barebacking was how much better it felt as a bottom. The lack of friction from rubber means I can more easily take bigger cocks with less warm up, less lube and for longer time. I seriously have an easier time taking a bare 10 incher than a rubbered up 7 incher. I too have started keeoing no condoms in my room at the baths. This seems to take care of most of the tops who will use a condom just because they think it is expected. But many will insist for perfectly legitimate health concerns. I don't want to pressure anyone but I have started to say the plain truth: I prefer to bareback and experience significant discomfort from condoms, even though I use lots of high quality silicone lube. I leave the decision to them. In the last month or so I have turned down some fantastic huge thick cocks because of it. I have also got several guys to agree to fuck me bare. This is a bigger deal for me because I am a size queen. Normally I am looking to get fucked by very large cocks, so the issue is real. I had a guy last week who had one of the thickest cocks I had ever seen. He tried to put it in me with a condom and it hurt like hell, but when I persuaded him to take it off, magic. Initially I had suked him for a long time before asking him if he wanted to fuck me. I imeediately made it clear I wanted bareback but he put on a condom. After some intial pain I just reached back and rolled the condom off and guided his cock to my hole. He pushed in. I don't like to put a lot of pressure on so you have to be prepared to lose out on some fucks. I met a guy with a very thick 9 incher who admitted to me that his deal with his boyfriend was that they barebacked each other and could fuck around as long as they used condoms. He was really hemming and hawing. I am pretty sure that if I worked on him I could have gotten him bare, but I didn't want to do that when he was so clear about why he was reluctant. My advice - particularly if he has a big cock, or maybe just make him feel that way - is explain that the rubber causes friction which makes it painful to you. It gives him permission to go bare just to help you out.

The fantasy involves first meeting a hot sadistic dom top at the bookstore, where he feeds me his fat rod while he rubs my sensitive nipples to make me insatiable for dick, and as other horny dudes put their cock through the gloryhole, he switches back and forth to make me suck some of the gloryhole cock too. When he's rock hard and spit lubed, he just stabs his raw rod deep inside and rape my hole raw rough while he's pushed my face to the gloryhole, and I'm made to suck anonymous horny cock until each one spurts my mouth full. After my dom top use my hole for his pleasure enough to let his sperm wads spray a thick coat over my boypussy walls, I'm pulled off whichever gloryhole cock I'm sucking on, and he makes me repeat after him that true bottoms' holes belong to their top, to be used however the top wants, while he's fingering my cummy ass. Suddenly, he surprisingly flip me about, quickly force spread my cheeks, and press my open boycunt to the gloryhole while I struggle, as he tells me he'll be training me to be a true bottom by passing around my hole. I'm forced to stay pressed up tightly against the wall by his arms, until suddenly an anonymous horny fucker's raw cock slides up my hole. That's when I realize my sadist top's filming my facial expressions with a camera phone and he's also put another one on the floor in front of the gloryhole to video how every raw random cock rapes my pussy until they shoot inside, before the next guy stabs his bare dick deep in my used cunt. As I'm taking the gloryhole fucking, my sadist top's continually rubbing my sensitive, hard nipples to force my uncontrollably quivering and spasming anal walls to tighten and milk every gloryhole fuckers' raw dick until I feel that pulsing which means they're spunk is filling up my ass. Starting with when the first gloryhole guy impaled my raw boypussy, my sadist top's making me describe out loud how it feels to let each anonymous guys gloryhole fuck me raw. While filming how I'm forced to admit I'm such a cock starved whore that I'll let random guys raw gloryhole fuck my hole because my top's ordering it, and since only whores lets guys use their holes simply because their pimp said so, I've become undeniably my sadist top's cock slave. So much so that while the random fucker's bare rod's slamming into my pussy harder and harder, my sadist top films me saying that while I loved to suck gloryhole dick, I've never let myself get gloryhole fucked because I was afraid, but getting my hole used this way feels so good that I don't want it to stop fucking me... even though it means it'll cum up my guts sooner. Hell, as his pumping speeds up, my sadist top makes me loudly state that I'm begging this anonymous cock to cum in me. Then, as expected, while I'm being fucked by the next gloryhole top, my sadist top's feeding me his cock. Then, when he wants to, he actually open the booth door to clearly show everyone how slutty I'm being, even waving in some of the hotter hallway guys to get their dick sucked alongside his, while I'm taking the gloryhole fucks good. As the hallway top gets sucked to fully hard, my sadist top spun me around to let his bare cock to forcefully stretch open my used cunt, while I continue to slurp both my sadist top's rod and the next gloryhole cock. After taking load after load after load, as fresh sperm leak down my legs, my sadist top finally allows me to stop taking raw gloryhole cock, saying he'd picked a number between 12 and 20 which I've reached. In addition, he'll be putting the combined video of me being a pass-around gloryhole cock whore on xtube for all to see. I beg him not to, but all he says is that the video's getting posted whether I like it or not. But, if I follow orders as his whore, get pass-around to whoever he commands, even being blindfolded and sling fucked, he'll minimize how much my face show up and blur out top of my features. That's how I start being made to satisfy the pleasure of tops as a good bottom should. If you want, you can text me at 4152360784

Greetings once again, readers. Sorry about the delay, but inspiration can't be rushed lol. Btw, the previous part needs some adjustments, which I'll get to in a short while. For those waiting for this story to get erotic, the wait is over. Again, this is a work of fiction from my very eccentric and vivid imagination. Some may like it, some may not.Anywho, let's get back to it... The Hunt: Part III- The Hunt Begins Marcus, the Hunted Their instructions given, the two men flanking 'Green Eyes' fixed their dark gazes on me and began to cross the streets and weave through the crowds, making a beeline in my direction. My body reacted, speed walking in the opposite direction, trying to put as much space between us as possible. 'What does this psycho freak want?' I asked myself. My first thought was he was an overzealous Witchhunter, direct descendants of Hunters who lived during and participated in the Burning Times of the Salem Witch Trials, seeking to kill me. But that couldn't be. Whoever he was, he was using some form of magick in all this. Specifically, he had shielded his thoughts and emotions when I tried to read him, the time lapse at the library, his eyes, and the dampening of my powers - it was magick without a doubt, something that I knew for a fact (learned from spying on small groups of these Hunters throughout the city) was forbidden to them to use. No matter if they used it for the group's benefit, if a Hunter was caught using anything remotely related to magick or witchcraft, they were killed on the spot in cold blood by the entire group. Glancing back periodically through the crowds, I saw that his men were still in pursuit, even pushing innocent people out of the way to get through. 'Fuck, this is bad. Come on, Marcus think!' I mentally said to myself, trying to figure a way to lose them. With my powers depleted, I couldn't get an accurate read on them. Clothed in tight-fitting black, these guys looked like bouncers at a seedy bar. Thick arms and legs, husky builds, dark and piercing eyes, they were both shaved completely bald, and each man bore an intricate tattoo over one eye. I couldn't make them out at this distance, but wasn't about to head their way for a closer look. I had to create a distraction to slow them down somehow. Then something occurred to me. While I couldn't use my active abilities at the moment, I was still a witch. There could be a chance that I could still defend myself. I focused on the spells, both offensive and defensive, I had learned and crafted in my studies over the years, picking out a few from the corners of my mind, hoping that my spell-casting wasn't affected. Another glance revealed that there was still plenty of space between me and my pursuers. I focused on a row of about eight to ten windows of the buildings behind me which they were about to pass, the distance between us filled with dozens of oblivious but easily frightened people. Slipping into a light trance to access the magicks deep within as well as the energy all around us (invisible to the human eye), I intoned with determination and faith: "Specularibus integi debebunt, iubeo disice." (English: Panes of glass, I bid you shatter.) My spells have always been more effective when spoken in Latin. Sure enough, as instructed, the glass of all ten windows cracked and shattered above the heads of the unsuspecting crowd. No one was seriously harmed, but they all freaked, running like lunatics in the direction of the men after me, stalling their progress in getting to me. I breathed a sigh of relief, encouraged by this stroke of fortune that my basic magick skills were still accessible. While the men worked slowly through the panicked crowd, I took full advantage, and directing my will and focus, I turned left at the next corner, fortunately finding the street void of people, entered into my trance state and spoke in a strong but whispered tone: "In metu, ad adiuvandum me fugit. Pulchritudo pallio et ego invocabo se a malo accedere." (English: In my time of fear,help me to disappear. Glamour and cloak I now invoke to hide from evil drawing near.) Slowly the air around me began to ripple and shimmer, wrapping around me like a blanket, shading my body out of the visible spectrum. Once cloaked, I ran. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, weaving through any oncoming people in my path, my presence completely unnoticed by them as I hauled ass toward home. After what seemed like an eternity, my lungs began to burn and my feet screamed for rest. I gradually slowed my sprint to a jog, I looked back to see if my tails kept up. Seeing no one, I came to a stop under the shade of an oak tree to catch my breath, the cloaking spell slowly wearing off. While most humans would drop from exhaustion at this point, my training in the Craft helped shorten my body's recovery time. Finally able to draw a steady breath, I took in my current location. I was so caught up in escape that I didn't have a clue where I was, but one look around ended that confusion: I was back at the park. The same one I had received the incoherent vision. A feeling of unease went through me at the memory of it. But I had to get home quickly, and I couldn't turn back now. I looked up at the oak tree before me. Remembering that the Oak Tree is a source of strength and power, I put my hand on its trunk and spoke in respect: "Potentia quercum Confirma me in tempore necessitatis." (English: Power of the mighty Oak, give me strength in my time of need.) The energy of the Oak, from its leaves, bark and roots began to course through my hand and throughout my body, clearing away some of the fog still clouding my head and imbuing my form with energy and strength. Recharged, I quickly made my way into the empty park, lit now only by the light of the waxing Moon above. I kept my ears open and my eyes peeled, watching every flash of movement that crossed my sight. Nothing so far except the rustling of trees branches in the wind. I turned around, still in motion, to check my path into the park to see if I was followed. No sign of them. Just the dark shadows-which gave me pause as the sense of de ja vu dawned on me. The vision! I was chased by these strangers, just like in my vision. As I pondered this, clouds overhead covered the bright light of the moon and veiled the park in darkness - just as I saw in my vision. I turned back - and froze in an instant. Standing between me and the path to the other side was Green Eyes, flanked by his two servants. Before I had the time to react or speak, he came at me-in a blur of unnatural speed-his hands grabbing my arms and holding me tight. His eyes quickly brightened in the darkness, holding my gaze. They became brighter and brighter, projecting a dazzling light that rivaled the light of the Sun and Moon combined, which I realized was the same blinding green light from the second part of my vision. It was the last thing I saw before everything went black.... The next thing I knew I was alone in a dimly lit room on a damp mattress. Still dazed and groggy, I stumbled to my feet, and was suddenly visited by a sharp, burning pain in my arm. I brought it close to the light, and found that I had been branded. The center of it was circular and unscarred, and rimmed with an intricate Celtic knot design that also incorporated various occult symbols, some of which I recognized had the ability to negate magick of all kinds. To test my suspicion, I stared at the mattress I woke up on. l focused my gaze upon it and tried to move it mentally. Still no luck. I tried an old levitation spell from my younger days to lift it off the ground. Not a budge. Great, I thought. Now ALL my powers are completely blocked. What's next? I looked around. No windows, no other furniture aside from the mattress. Just a large, metallic door you'd normally find in a penitentiary which I quickly found to be locked. I turned around and sank to the floor. I didn't have it in me to cry or even scream. Nothing to do now but wait. If they wanted me dead, they would've done it already. They've kept me alive for something. But what? Jarek (Green Eyes), the Hunter "A job well done. You brought back your quarry much sooner than the others." The deep, resonating voice echoing in the great Hall was that of my employer, simply known as Nephelim. He never showed his face at these meetings. As far as I know, no one even knows what he looks like. Even my enchanted eyes, powerful as they are, could not pierce through his conjured glamours and see his true form: an enigma that continued to puzzle me. From the shadows emerged one of his slaves, a young man, early twenties, brown hair, smooth body, dull blue eyes, wearing nothing but a leather collar, harness and jock, a silver tray in his hands that presented a thick envelope. My payment. I accepted it, even though my desired payment will come soon enough. "Patience. You will have the Witch in good time. On the night of the Hunter's Moon." "Thank you, Nephelim," I replied, bowing my head low, adding "I look forward to it." Then I stole a glance at his young slave, who's head was correctly bowed lower than mine. I saw a a young man in total submission, and I felt an insatiable sense of lust. Of course, the sensation pales in comparison to personally breaking the spirit of one who puts up a fight or attempts to flee, such I expected the Witch would when the time came. The mere thought of what was to come made my cock thicken even further. "Until then, perhaps you'd like to amuse yourself with the young one before you?" The young man straightened his stance as I came over and more closely inspected him, noting that he shivered uncontrollably as I ran my hands over his smooth body, cupping his round ass in one hand and gently flicking one of his hard nipples with the other. Nephelim's voice echoed "Do with him as you wish, and send him back when you're finished," when from the shadows rang out the sound of Nephelim's finger snapping. His Head Servant, mid thirties, brown hair, brown eyes and finely trimmed beard, clad in a butler's attire, appeared swiftly and bowed low, and received Nephelim's command "Dagon, show my guest to his room." "Yes, Nephelim," he replied as he presented to me a leather leash which I clipped to the metal hoop in the boy's collar, and giving it a firm tug, I followed Dagon up the grand staircase and through the halls to my reserved bedchambers. Dagon opened the doors, revealing an elegant suite with a gigantic bed with silken sheets and a glass door leading out to the balcony overlooking the grounds of Nephelim's estate- the site of the coming events. "All of your things have been put away and your previous requests have been fulfilled as you asked. If you require anything further, I'm merely a bell ring away. Enjoy yourself, sir," he said hospitably, and with a low bow, he strode away, no doubt off to complete his duties and prepare for the other arrivals. Closing the door, I pulled the leashed slave close to me, raising his lowered head until his eyes met mine. Just as my quarry had done, his eyes widened in awe at the glow of my eyes. "Until I am fully sated, your mouth and ass belong to me. It's that understood?" I asked in a voice that allowed for only one reply. "Yes, sir," my slave replied, a tremble of fear and excitement rippling through him. "Good boy," I told him with a light tap to his cheek. With that I lead him over to the bed, securing the leash to the bed post. His willful obedience made me even harder, my hard cock aching to be released. I stripped off my black tee, flexing my pecs and arms, making a show off it as my slave looked on, some of his fear replaced with carnal lust. "Kneel, " I ordered. He immediately dropped to his knees in front of me, arms at his sides. I walked up to him, grabbed him by the back of collar and pushed his face into my crotch. He immediately began to lick and mouth the outline of my stiff cock, pausing briefly at times to marvel at the size and girth of my member. I did notice a flicker of worry when his eyes met my belt buckle, which bore a red biohazard symbol I had had cast into the metal. "Yes, it does mean what you think it means," pulling his short hair back roughly, his doe-like eyes met mine as I answered the thoughts crossing his mind, "You're gonna worship my big, thick POZ cock - with both your holes." "Yes, sir," he replied. "Good little cock whore," I responded. I sat back on the bed in front of him, pointing to my boots and pants. "Take them off." He immediately began unbuckling my boots, removing them and my socks and setting them aside. Then he unhooked my buckle, his hands trembling as he did. He then undid the buttons of my pants and pulled them off swiftly. Not held back by underwear, my veiny, eleven-inch cock sprang out, already dripping with precum and throbbing as I flexed the muscles, making it bob up and down. "Lick up that precum, boy! "I barked. Tongue out, he began lapping up the droplets, sticking the tip into my piss slit and kissing the head gently. "Suck my cock, boy!" I told him, grabbing the back of his head and shoving it into his open mouth. He struggled to fit all of me down his throat, gagging as the head hit his reflex. His head still in my hand, I began to slow fuck his little mouth, pulling out then shoving it back in as he sucked my monster cock, making it harder and harder. After about 20 minutes, I began to crave the boy's round ass, which I could view from above as he worshipped my cock. I pushed it deep inside, making him gag and choke, slathered two fingers with saliva, reached down between his cheeks and snaked them into his hole and began to massage the softness within, which actually caused his throat to widen and swallow more of my meat. I thrust in and out, soft and rough. He made attempts to stifle his moans but couldn't. The sensations were too much for him to keep quiet and submissive. I pulled my two fingers from him, a muffled whimper escaping his mouth as he continued to suck. They were warm and wet, with the faintest hint of blood. The fragrance of that trace amount was so enticing I had to restrain every fiber of my being from being overtaken by it. I lifted him off me and gave him a brief moment to catch his breath. His mind was reeling, and body tingling. He was mine to bend. To fuck. To seed. "On the bed, ass up," I said grabbing his arm and lightly flinging him on the bed. "Yes, sir, " I heard him say as he got on his hands and knees doggie style, arching his back and displaying his smooth ass for my pleasure, his tiny pink hole winking in anticipation. "You want my cock, don't you boy?" I taunted him as I rubbed my cock up and down his smooth crack. "Oh god yes, sir," he gasped, his inner slut starting to awaken. "You want this hard, poz cock inside that tight hole?" He briefly froze. I slapped my rod against his smooth hole, causing his body to tremble and his mind to seemingly go blank. "Yes, sir! Please sir! Give me that raw, poz cock! Own my hole, sir. " I began to surrender to my primal side, precum leaking out of my throbbing rod. Spreading his cheeks wide, I bent down and shoved my tongue deep into his winking hole, driving him wild with pleasure and ecstasy while lubing his hole with spit. Shivers rippled through his body as he stuck his ass out further, his hole beginning to loosen, allowing my tongue to go even deeper. "Oh please, more sir! It's all yours sir! Please fuck my tight hole!" If only he knew what he was really in for, I thought to myself. I was handling him with only a small fraction of my true strength and moving at a normal person's speed. Time to take things up a notch. With lightning speed, I lifted him back up on his knees, and spitting on my cock and his hole, I aimed it right at his opening. I began to move my cock's muscles so fast it was literally vibrating with speed, allowing me to further loosen his hole as I thrust it inside him with little effort. I did this all so quickly he didn't even realize that I had my entire cock inside him until my full swinging balls hit his own, after which he let out a deep guttural groan. I unhooked the leash from his collar, held him tight to me, and began to piston my fuck stick at a fast-than-normal speed, inciting more lustful howls from the young slave. One hand pulled his head back gently to meet my gaze. My other pinched his sensitive nipples as I began altering my rhythm of fucking from lightning-fast pumps to slow, deliberate strokes, pulling completely out and then slamming back inside. His eyes rolled back in his head, lost in sexual bliss. I began to slow down again, flexing and pulsing my thickness deep inside him. His body shivered again. He had never been fucked like this, I realized. Never to the point that he felt all-consuming pleasure. It made no difference to me, but I found it extremely - fascinating. I yanked my cock out roughly, making him scream, flipped him over on his back as if he were a pillow, which took his breath away. Before he could speak, I thrust my vibrating rod back into his stretched hole balls-deep. His eyes opened wide, his mind lost in passion. For one brief moment, which went by at a snail's pace for me, I could see his soul freed of its physical and fragile shell, shining radiantly. "You're gonna take my load, boy." No response, he was gone mentally. No matter. I resumed the speed fucking to bring him back, howls erupting from him in waves. My balls drew up in their sack. I couldn't hold it anymore. "TAKE MY POZ LOAD!!!! A final deep thrust, and I let out a feral roar as I pumped my load into him. Volley after volley of my cum poured into him as I flexed all 11 inches in his battered, now bleeding hole. The smell of it drove me wild. My fangs grew from their hiding place within my mouth, the blood singing like a Siren to me. I zeroed in on the carotid artery in his neck, exposed with his head turned to the side. Holding him down with barely any strength at all, I bit down on my hidden spring, taking in life-force held within the liquid crimson. His body tensed and shook, but he merely gasped at a high pitch. I felt his erect cock spasm as he came without ever laying a finger on his cock, while his sloppy hole tightened in its own orgasm, milking my throbbing cock for more of my hot cream, which was now slowly seeping into the scrapes and tears deep inside him. Becoming part of him. While normally content with draining a human dry, I showed restraint for this poor soul. Only taking a minute amount of his blood to tide my hunger over, I withdrew from him completely. My fangs from his neck, which receded back to how they were, and my cock from his hole. He lay there dumbfounded, puncture marks in his neck dripping blood, his hole oozing with cum and ass juices. I walked over to the dresser and picked up the pack of smokes I requested of Dagon when I'd first arrived the previous night and lit one. The exhausted slave sat up, finally awaken out of his daze. "I would like to be alone now. Leave," I said to him. "Yes, sir," he said wearily, hurrying as quickly as he could to leave. Before he reached the door, I was there in front of him in a flash, causing him to jump. "I expect you back here at midnight so I can open you and fill you up again, understood?" "Yes, sir," he answered and quickly hurried out, gently closing the door behind him. I walked out on the balcony where the breeze caressing my skin and the warmth of the slave's blood still coursed through my veins. As I looked out at the moonlit grounds and Nephelim's labyrinth garden, my cock began to harden once again. Five hundred years on this Earth, and I had yet to master the art of patience. Still, the time drew ever nearer. The time that marked the end of my wandering through the ages and through space. I just had to play by this 'being' Nephelim's little game, and then salvation shall be mine. I could hear it from here, pumping through the body and heart of an exceptional Witch. I look forward to the Hunt and the challenge he would bring. Told you there'd be some heavy action. There is a lot that doesn't make sense now, but this is just the beginning... Next time on The Hunt: Will Marcus escape his imprisonment and regain his abilities? What is being planned for him and these 'new arrivals'? What is it about Marcus that draws Jarek (Green Eyes) so intensely to him? Who is this mysterious man, (or being), known only as Nephelim? Coming soon: Part IV: The Hunter's Gathering

First time poster, so welcome. But I think you are a gossipy little bitch. You need to get over your self and take responsibility for your own actions.

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

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!"

2. Greg I turned to Clint. "Head up and start to unpack?" I asked him. "Sure," he said. He led the way, this time taking the stairs rather than waiting for the still-busy elevators. I followed him, staring at his ass. The years he had played soccer had paid off. His ass was perfect, like two firm melons side by side. I wanted to bury my face in there, lick his hole until he was wet and moaning, and then sink my cock deep. But I forced myself to keep my hands off him. I had noticed him checking out a girl earlier, and besides, he was my roommate. Once in the room, I went straight for the fridge. "It's getting hot today. Want a beer?" "Sure," he said. He went to one of the shopping bags, and pulled out the fan he had bought. As we sipped our beers, he started to assemble it. "This should help a bit," he said, "for unpacking." My first target was the small duffle bag. There was a joint in there, and the afternoon was going to be much better if I had a proper buzz. "Share a joint?" I said, offering it to Clint for the first puff. "What is it?" he asked. "A joint. You know, pot." I wondered if he was really that naive. "Oh. Right." He looked a bit sheepish. "It would be my first time," he said. "That kind of stuff is illegal in the Mid-east. Like years in a hell-hole prison or death penalty illegal. But sure, I guess." At least he had a good excuse and wasn't going to be a prude about it. "Cool. It's good stuff, and since this is your first time, maybe just a bit? I'll go first; watch me." I lit the joint, and did a long draw. "Hold it for a bit," I continued, and then exhaled. I handed him the lit joint. He did a decent hit, and tried to hold it. But a few seconds later, he collapsed in a fit of coughing, exhaling it all. "Don't worry," I said. "That's what happens your first time. Even I still cough sometimes as well. Do one more hit," I said. He did another hit, this time he managed to avoid coughing for a few more seconds. He handed it back to me. "It's harsh," he said. "And I'm not feeling anything yet." "Give it a few minutes," I said. I went into my bedroom, and dug through the boxes. I found a small plate to use as an ashtray. Before I went back to the living room, I sent a quick text to Nathan. "He's a weed virgin. Probably virgin, period." Back in the living room, Clint had finished putting together the fan. He stuck it in the window and turned it on. "What do you think about the living room?" he asked me. We discussed various options and occasionally moved the sofa and tables around to see what it would look like. We continued to talk about ourselves. Clint asked me a lot of questions about Nathan, like what kind of photographer he was, how long he and Jason had been together, and how often we hung out. Clint seemed to find Nathan fascinating; I wondered if he had met many gay men as masculine and as comfortable as Nathan in Kuwait. Or even any out gay men at all. Although the fan helped some, soon, in the afternoon heat, we had worked up a bit of a sweat. Between the heat, the beer, and the weed, I wanted to get at least my shirt off. I offered Clint the joint again. "Take two hits, then pass it on. That's the tradition." He took two hits, and then handed it back to me. "Just a sec," he said, heading into the bathroom. While I waited for him, I texted Nathan. "Damn, it's hot. I want to take off my shirt," "If I were there, I'd take off you shirt. And your shorts," he replied back almost immediately "Yeah, whatever. I think you fascinate Clint. He's been asking me about you all afternoon," I texted back. The fan wasn't cutting it in the afternoon sun, so I gave in. I pulled off my shirt and tossed it into the corner. Right as I did, Clint stepped out of the bathroom. "Was getting too hot in here," I said, explaining my shirtless state. "No kidding. Back home, we usually just take a nap now." He pulled off his shirt as well. I tried not to stare at his nearly perfect torso. There was just the right amount of fat to smooth out the muscles, and the lightest dusting of dirty blond hair over his chest. There was a slightly thicker trail leading down from his navel into his shorts, perfectly framed by his cum gutters. He was saying something about another possible arrangement of the room, but I barely heard him. "Think that would work?" he asked. "Sure," I said. I had no idea what he had said, but I had to cover how I had been mentally undressing him. "Help me move this?" he asked, indicating the sofa. "Of course," I said. As he walked by me, he caught his foot on the edge of a rug. He stumbled, and instinctively, I reached out to grab him. I caught him but then immediately wished I had not. To catch him I had wrapped my arms around his chest and now his warm body was pressed against me. We were entangled like that for a moment too long, and I wanted to have never even tried. Then that long moment stretched out into a moment far, far too long. I had no idea how I was going to explain the moment to him that wouldn't end any possible friendship immediately. Clint smiled and his piercing grey-blue eyes sparkled in the afternoon sun. And then there wasn't enough time in the world to hold him properly. Almost simultaneously, we leaned in together to kiss. Both moving in at the same time, we totally missed each other and my cheek rubbed up against his chinstrap beard. It was softer than I expected. I wondered what it would feel like against my hole. Clint wrapped his arms around me and we tried the kiss again. This time our lips met perfectly and our tongues easily pressed into the other's mouth. I ceased to worry and enjoyed it. Slightly buzzed, slightly stoned, in the arms of a hot young man, my roommate, I was making out with him and I didn't want it to end. After our tongues spent long decades exploring each other's mouths, Clint broke off our kiss. In truth, the kiss had been less than a minute, but a minute that had changed everything. Although he had stopped kissing me, he made no move to unwrap his arms from me and I continued to hold him as well. "Hello," he said, finally. "Hello," I said. I leaned in again, and his lips parted for me. My tongue went back into his warm, welcoming mouth. It was another minute that felt like only a quick second. This time I had to break it off in order to breathe. "Yeah," Clint said. Then he kissed me once more. He pressed his firm, hard body against me. I felt his dick straining against his shorts. Mine was just as hard, and was leaking pre-cum into my underwear. This was all so easy. I didn't want any part of it to end. "Let's move the sofa. Then we can get on it?" Clint asked me. "Yeah," I said. Even though we had agreed on a plan of attack, it still took us several more minutes of making out before we were even ready to carry out our plans. Finally, we forced ourselves to separate long enough to move the couch. Once we had done that, Clint checked his phone, and laughed. "What?" I asked. I picked up my own phone, and saw there was a message from Nathan. "Go for it," it said. "Oh. I had texted Nathan that I thought you were hot. He just texted me back, 'Go for it.'" It was my turn to laugh. "I texted him the same thing. And he texted me back the same thing as well." Clint had started to peck away at his phone. "What are you telling Nathan?" "Too Late" "Excellent," I said. I quickly send the same message to Nathan. A few moments later, Clint's phone buzzed, then mine. "Good?" read the message from Nathan. I texted him back, "Very good. My first project." Clint got two more beers out of the fridge. Nathan texted me back, "That's my dark, dirty poz boy. Try 'Raw Love' in the DVDs I gave you" This time, Clint's phone didn't buzz. Clint handed a beer to me. "To college adventures. With a fucking hot man," I said. "Together," I added. "To adventures," Clint echoed. "With my sexy roommate." We clinked bottles, and then each took a sip. "You know Jason has done nude modeling, don't you?" "Yeah. Nathan's done it as well. And they've done stuff together too. Why?" "I lost track the number of times I've jerked off to Jason." "Ha," I said. "I've jerked off to their movies." "Movies?" he asked. "I've never seen those." "Yeah," I said. The black case Nathan had given me was lying on the coffee table. I opened it up; as I expected, there was a bottle of poppers, some lube, and some DVDs. The titles were scribbled in black pen on the plain DVDs. The first one was labeled "Raw Love." "You want to see one?" I asked. "I guess. Although it's only going to make me horny." "You're not already?" I asked. I ran my hand over his crotch. His cock was hard, straining against the shorts. It felt like it was a pretty big. I resisted the urge to pull off his shorts immediately. Instead, I stuck the DVD in my computer, and put the laptop on the coffee table. The screen went black, and then almost immediately, it was a scene of Jason and Nathan. They were sitting on a couch, both of them in jockstraps. They were talking; I turned up the volume a bit. They were talking about how long they had been together. Off screen an unseen cameraman asked them, "And always raw?" Jason nodded, and Nathan answered, "Always." With that, the two of them started to make out, slowly progressing to Jason licking Nathan's cock. Clint was sitting next to me on the couch; we were only half watching the video. Most of the time we were making out and exploring each other's bodies. His hair was amazingly soft and delicate. It wasn't just his beard but also his chest hair. I did my best to pace myself. I didn't want to strip him down too fast. On-screen, the action had progressed. Jason was sitting on Nathan's cock, the familiar thick shaft sliding into his smooth hole. Of course it was bareback; nothing had ever come between them. Clint noticed it. "No condoms?" he asked. "Yeah," I said. "Bareback." "Is that safe?" "Nothing in life is completely safe," I said, hedging my bets. "Does Nathan have HIV?" he asked. "Yeah. He's poz." "Is Jason?" "Yeah." There was a much longer silence. Clint watched the screen. Jason was sliding up and down on Nathan's raw cock and the two men were kissing deeply. Finally, he spoke. "You?" Now it was my turn to be silent. "I don't know," I finally said. He might have been my first project, but I wanted to be honest with him. I had to be honest with him. After all, I was still going to live with him for the rest of the year. Clint ran his hand down my chest, coming to rest on my groin. He traced out the outline of my cock straining against my shorts. "Do you know how they got it? I mean, HIV?" "Yeah, Nathan told me the story on our trip." I pulled Clint closer to me and he pressed his body against mine. "Nathan got it from his first partner. And he gave it to Jason." Clint gave me a kiss on the neck. "They never used condoms." Clint gave me another kiss, this time on the lips. "I want you to fuck me," he said. "I want to fuck you." "It looks so easy. So hot. So..." He stopped talking, but his fingers continued to rub against my erection. "Intimate?" I asked. "Yeah. Intimate." "It is," I said. Yes, I wanted to fuck Clint raw to poz him up, but more than that, I had to fuck Clint raw in order to truly know him. A condom would only be a thin piece of rubber, but it would be the same as a thick stone wall between us. "You think it's going to be ok?" he asked me. "I don't know. But, our first college adventure? Together, like really together?" "Yeah," he said. I pushed him back on the sofa and got on top of him. We kissed again. Now, we were not quite as shy about it, and we enjoyed it to the fullest. Clint reached down and fumbled with the button and zipper on my shorts. Once he got them open, he pushed them down. I was left in just my underwear. I did the same to Clint. I was brave enough, or just horny enough to pull off both his shorts and his underwear at once. His cock was erect, and there was a bead of pre-cum at the tip. I rubbed my finger against it and scooped it up. I tasted it; it was sweet and salty and pure and perfect, all at the same time. Clint moaned as I fondled his shaft, spreading his legs and wiggling his ass in pleasure. I got off the couch just long enough to take off my own underwear. I then kneelt back down on the floor and wrestled Clint into position. His ass was hanging off the side of the sofa and I spread his legs in order to press my face into his crack. It was warm with just the right amount of fur and a little moist from the heat of the day and our exertions. My tongue sought out his tight hole. This immediately elicited a moan of pleasure from Clint. I proceeded to lick it, tease it, and was able to gently open him up. "Oh Greg," he grunted. "That feels amazing. Like nothing else I've ever felt." I took my time. I was pretty sure he was either a virgin or very inexperienced and he had to enjoy it. There was no need to rush either; it was still early in the afternoon, and our first orientation activity wouldn't begin for several hours. We could do this properly, do it slow, do it deep and long, and leave him desperate for more. I rimmed his hole for what seemed like hours, as he opened further up for me. When his hole seemed sufficiently relaxed, I began to play at it with my fingers. He moaned when my index finger first penetrated him. It was hard for me to fight back the urge to go straight for the kill. I was tempted by even just a hint of the warmth of his body around my finger. "This is good, isn't it?" he asked me. His face was a confused mess: simultaneously ecstatic at the new sensations his body was giving him, but also scared and unsure about where these explorations would lead him. "Very good," I said. My own cock was throbbing; a bead of pre-cum had formed at the tip. I scooped it up and pressed the finger into his hole. "Feel ok?" I asked, as the first of my dangerous fluids entered his body. "Fuck yeah," he said. I was still kneeling down in front of his hole. I watched his ass pull on my finger; it disappeared into his muscular butt. I had gone into sex with Nathan with my eyes wide open. I knew all of the dangers and risks of having sex without protection. I knew the dangers of having sex with a positive man. I wanted it. I wanted the Nathan and I wanted the virus he carried. But, I wasn't sure if Clint knew what he was getting himself into. Although I had only known him for a few hours, we already had something complex and wonderful. I didn't want to risk that by not telling him the entire truth. But also, I didn't want to jeopardize my chances to get inside him and feel my cock slide against that perfect muscle hole. I pulled my finger out and poured a bit of lube on his hole. My cock started to slide into his crack. Our eyes locked and then our lips locked together while our tongues explored each other's mouths. "I need to tell you something first," I said, breaking off the kiss. My cock was pressed up against his hole. "I want you inside me," he said. "Fuck, don't stop now." "It's important," I said. However, he was eagerly rubbing his ass against my cock and against my best intentions, I reached down and helped my cockhead just barely enter his hole. "No. This is important," he replied. "Important to me. Important to us." He wrapped his arms around me, and pulled himself against me. I was already hard, I was already wanting inside of him, and I was already perfectly positioned. His latest provocation was more than I could resist and I stopped trying to hold back. I let myself enter him. His hole was hot and tight and there was enough lube to let me slide into him. Any restraint in further penetration would require a serious effort on my part. "I need this so badly," he said, as my raw shaft slid into him ever further. I stopped trying to resist him. I took just enough time to pour some more lube on my shaft, enough to make it easy for him to take. Then, slowly and carefully, I pressed my fat rod into his tender hole. As I pressed further into him, his smile grew larger, deliriously happy to finally be getting what he had dreamt about and jerked off to for so long. When we were both used to my presence inside him, I stopped trying to open him up and began to fuck him properly. "You're so tight. So warm," I said, leaning in for another kiss. He wasn't as good as the other men, Nathan, Jason or Sean, but he was a virgin and still very much a novice in getting fucked. He was doing a great job; what he lacked in talent, he made up for in enthusiasm. Not until I was almost all the way inside him did he even wince. Even that was taken care of with me staying still for a few moments, letting him get used to me. "You're so hard. It feels so powerful inside of me." We continued to make out. All the while my cock dripped pre-cum into his innocent hole. Neither of us knew what my pre-cum was capable of. It was an ambiguous fluid: slippery, smooth, alive, and perhaps deadly as well. "What did you want to tell me?" he asked. By that time, my balls were slapping against his ass. I didn't know how to tell him any more. There were other things that were far more important now. "I'm going to cum soon," I said. "Do you want me to pull out?" "Do you want to pull out?" he responded. "No, I don't." "Then I don't want you pull out either." "But," I began, but before I could finish, he pulled me down for another kiss. For a moment, I stopped worrying; I just enjoyed his warm hole and his tight embrace. But, finally, I had to say something. "I've been having unprotected sex with guys who are positive." He was quiet for a moment, but made no effort to push me off of him, or force me out of his hole. "Nathan?" he asked. But he tightened his hole around my cock and squeezed out another few drops of pre-cum. I nodded. "You?" he continued. "Are you positive?" "I don't know." It was the truth. I wanted three things in my life at that moment. First, more than anything else, I wanted Clint. Second, I wanted to be poz. And third and finally, I wanted to share this precious gift with Clint. I couldn't imagine a world where I couldn't get all three of them. The two of us were still. I stopped thrusting into his body, and beneath me, he was motionless. Time slowed down while he tried to assimilate everything that I had told him and his own desires. Finally, he made another movement. He pulled me close against his body. His breath was hot against my ear "Don't pull out. Don't ever pull out," he said, in a barely audible whisper. "Are you sure?" I asked, whispering into Clint's ear, just as he had whispered into mine. I had talked a good game with Nathan, telling him how I wanted to poz up the hot guys in college. Now, with one naked and impaled on my raw cock, when I actually had the chance, the reality was a lot more difficult. I felt something warm and wet on my cheek. Before could Clint answer, I saw that he had tears in his eyes. "I really don't know. But this, this closeness, is what I always want. From the moment I saw you, I wanted it with you." We kissed again, his tongue entering my mouth. It came as a shock that I wanted this closeness just as badly as Clint did. My cock twitched in pleasure, glad that it had been granted permission to fulfill its evolutionary mission, it was going to get to shoot its hot load into a wet, accepting hole. "I can't hold back much longer," I moaned. Nathan had kept me on edge the entire week, and I had barely exhausted the reserves my balls had built up. Now, Clint was going to be the lucky recipient of these rich resources. I wished I knew for sure if my semen had the same deadly power as Nathan's, but for now, it was more than enough to have blanket permission to breed my roommate's hot hole. "Cum in me," Clint begged, and I did. The first spurt was thick, long spray of sperm that shot hard out of my engorged cock and landed deep into Clint's body. There was an immediate sense of relief, as the pressure that had built up in my balls was released. The next few spurts were longer and even more intense. I was dribbling my spunk all along the depth of Clint's hole, asserting my ownership of this fertile, virgin territory. "Fill me up, Greg," he asked me. I easily recognized that need in his voice. Just a few days ago, I had the same need when I was begging Nathan to fuck me. "Fucking fill me up every fucking day." "Every night and every morning, bro," I said, as I thrust back into him and another spurt shot out of my cock. I had shot a big load, and it was easy for me to feel my semen squishing around inside of him and against my cock. "You've got a fucking amazing ass." "Your cock feels great inside of me," he said. My orgasm was slowly fading. Although my immediate need for release had been satiated, my cock refused to soften. I continued to gently thrust in and out of Clint, working my load into his delicate tissues. I wanted my seed to stay with him and become a part of him forever. We made out, not saying anything, just feeling the naturalness of our skin-on-skin fuck. "First time?" I asked. There was that unique combination of timidity and eagerness to Clint that made me think he was still new at this. It was endearing and sweet: everything would be still new and wonderful for him. I found it easy for me to get caught up in his pleasure. "Yeah," he said, blushing. "It's a very different environment back home." "Don't worry," I said. "I'm glad I was here for it." "Me too," he said. He pulled me in for another kiss. "Really happy it was you. This is going to be a fun year," he continued. "Definitely," I said. "Fun few years." My cock was beginning to soften, and soon, it would fall out. "Have to pull out," I said. "You going to keep my load up there, Bro?" "Hell yeah," he said. I pulled out of Clint, doing my best to leave as much of my sperm inside of him as I could. Only a few drops escaped, and I pressed them back into him. He grunted in pleasure as my finger entered him, obviously glad to have something up his hole again. Clint's cock was still hard and the trail of fuzz running up to his navel was wet with his pre-cum. I took his cockhead into my mouth, running my tongue around and over it. His pre-cum was a perfect combination of sweet and salty, tempered with the innocence of youth. Even though I had licked it all up, I still wanted more. He sighed in pleasure and obliged my desires; his cock continued to drip a steady stream of his fluid. I worked my way down his shaft, swallowing every drop of it. I was nowhere near as good of a cocksucker as Nathan, but I didn't think I was that bad. I had managed to get all of him in my mouth with the head just pressing into my throat. Clint's dick was just the right size and shape to be big enough, but not so big as to be unwieldy. It was easy for me to alternate between long strokes down the length of the shaft and then shift to concentrating on his sensitive head. I kept this up for a few minutes. There was a pleasurable sense of submission in sucking Clint's cock; the school-yard taunt of "cocksucker" was now a badge of pride. I knew how good I was making Clint feel, and it made me happy as well. "I'm going to cum soon," Clint said. "Can I shoot in your mouth?" I couldn't say anything with my mouth full of cock, but I did my best to nod. I kept on sucking his hard shaft. "Oh fuck yeah," he said, thrusting his hips up and his cock into my mouth. In a pattern I was now very familiar with, his cock stiffened, swelled, and then his thick and rich cream erupted into my mouth. I didn't even try to taste the first spurt but swallowed it without thinking. It was an instinctive response; I wanted to always have a part of Clint in me and have something to remember him by. "Oh god," he moaned, as he continued to pump out his hot sperm. These were smaller and thus easier to savor before I swallowed them. He had a tasty load, and I could have swallowed it all night. Unfortunately, I was able to drain his balls far too soon and then he pulled me off his cock. "Too sensitive," he gasped, as one more drop of cum formed at the tip of his cock. I quickly licked it off before he could stop me. "I know the feeling," I said. I kissed him, letting him taste the sperm that was still in my mouth. We stayed lip-locked, catching out breath, and feeling our naked bodies pressed against each other. I think we could have been there all afternoon. Finally the DVD ended, and the music of the main menu started to distract us. "Shower?" I asked Clint, finally breaking off our make-out session. "Yeah," he said. "Now I just need to find a towel," I said, as I got up from kneeling in front of the couch. "I've got an extra," he said. "In the bathroom." "Cool," I said. "I'll find mine sooner or later." I surveyed the boxes and bags I still needed to unpack. This first weekend was already shaping up to be a pleasurable mix of weed, beer, and sex, with unpacking being very low on the list of our priorities. Clint headed into the bathroom, and I heard the water running soon after. I took a moment to quickly text Nathan about my first conquest before I followed him into our bathroom.

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

Part Two Cory settled into his job as a substitute teacher along with tutoring he made enough to get a small apartment and moved out on his own. He kept his friendship with Nathan and hoped to ‘tutor’ him when he could find the opportunity. The opportunity arose when Cory’s step father had a long business trip and decided to have Cory’s mother come along so that they could make it the honeymoon they couldn’t have since they didn’t want to leave Nathan alone. With Cory around they felt he could look after him for the 2 weeks they would be gone. Cory jumped at the chance to be alone with Nathan and offered to watch his stepbrother. Cory agreed to stay at the house with Nathan and came to the house after school on Friday. Their parents left earlier on that day and Cory had plans for that weekend. He began his plan taking Viagra to get him nice and hard, then he went into the den to stick a nice bareback porn in the DVD player and invited Nathan to join him watching some TV. As the stepbrothers relaxed after a long day, Cory pulled out his glass pipe and began to smoke away. Nathan noticed his stepbrother “What’s that you’re smoking?” Cory answered “It’s called Tina.” Nathan then asks “What’s Tina?” Corey was direct and told him “Tina is something that enhances sex.” Nathan sat on the couch and fidgeted some as his cock began to stir before he asked “Who are you going to have sex with?” Cory looked at him and answered “I’m not sure yet, I might have someone come over here if you’re ok with that.” Nathan sat quiet still struggling with his stiff cock when he said “Why have someone come over when I’m here with you and we can have sex.” Cory knew he had Nathan’s interest peaked and needed to cement his intentions. He told Nathan “I’m not sure you’re ready for a guy like me yet.” Nathan asked his stepbrother “Why not?” Cory looked at him and let him know “I need someone who will do what I want and not complain about anything. Cory knew he had his stepbrother hooked when Nathan told him “I’ll do as you tell me and won’t complain. I want to have sex and your hot bro.” Cory added “If I were to let you play with me, you can’t say a word to anyone, not even my mom and your dad.” Nathan agreed and promised “I swear I won’t say a word to anyone, especially your mom and my dad.” Cory motioned for Nathan to move closer to him on the couch as he offered him a hit off his Tina pipe. As he lit the torch he told Nathan “When I tell you, I want you to put your lips on the pipe and start slowly inhaling. Once you’ve taken as much into your lungs as you can, then you are to hold it until I tell you to let it out, understand?” Nathan shook his head in agreement as the smoke began to swirl in the bowl. Cory nodded his head and told Cory “Start sucking in that smoke bro.” Nathan took a decent size hit as Cory made him hold it a lengthy time before telling him to exhale. Cory commented “Not bad for your first try, but I know you can do better.” Cory lit the torch and heated up the bowl and had Nathan do 2 more hits before he did one of his own. He then asked Nathan “How are you feeling there bro?” Nathan felt the temperature jump in the room as his hear began to beat faster. Nathan let Cory know “I’m feeling very warm and tingly all over. Is that what I’m supposed to feel?” Cory answered “Yes, that’s normal. I’m feeling warm too. Why don’t we get comfortable?” as he took his shirt off. Nathan followed Cory’s lead as he also removed his shirt as Cory lit the torch again and offered Nathan a couple more hits before doing his own. Cory could see Nathan’s pants tenting has his cock began to grown. He knew his stepbrother was just starting to get spun as he told him “I’m going to do a big hit off the pipe, then I’m going to blow the smoke into your mouth as you breathe it in, ok?” Nathan nodded yes as Cory began to take a big hit off the pipe. He brought his lips very close to Nathan’s as he blew the smoke out and Nathan tried his best to breathe the smoke into his lungs. Cory knew this wouldn’t be all that effective as lit the torch again and let Nathan know “We’re going to try that again, but this time just follow my lead.” Cory then took a deep hit off the pipe and locked lips with Nathan and exhaled the smoke directly from his lungs into Nathan’s. Cory kept a tight seal as Nathan began to breathe out and he took the smoke into his lungs before he sent the smoke back into Nathan’s. After Nathan let the smoke back into Cory’s lungs he breathed it out through his nose and turned their shotgun into a deep kiss. This was Nathan’s first kiss and Cory wanted it to be a good one. Cory managed to get the DVD player going while the two kissed so that when the kiss broke Nathan got his first look at gay porn, and it was bareback porn video. Nathan was high and horny as Cory’s hands rubbed his hard cock through his pants. Nathan followed Cory’s lead and found his stepbrother’s 7” hard cock. When the kiss broke Cory asked Nathan “How are you feeling now?” Nathan answered “I’m feeling great. What do you want to do next?” Corey told Nathan “I think it’s time for you to learn how to suck cock.” Cory accentuated his comment by grabbing his hard 7” through his shorts. Nathan was mesmerized due to the Tina he had smoked and the idea of finally getting to have sex. He watched as Cory stood up and dropped his shorts revealing a nice cock with a set of shaved balls. Cory moved closer to Nathan getting his cock closer to his stepbrother’s lips. Nathan licked his lips before letting the tip into his mouth. He did his best to suck Cory’s cock with direction from Cory. He was able to get almost all of it into his mouth before he gagged. Cory let him know “Don’t worry bro, we’ll work on you getting that cock into your throat over time.” Nathan stroked Cory’s cock as he looked up at his stepbrother. Cory pulled him to his feet as they kissed again. Cory loosened Nathan’s belt and pants as the two kissed and when they were both naked Cory put the next part of his plan into action. He asked Nathan “Are you having fun so far little bro?” Nathan answered “Yes I am.” Cory reminded him “You promised to do as I tell you right?” Corry simply nodded yes as the two kissed again and sat down on the couch. Cory then pulled out two prepared points. He let Nathan know “It’s time to take this to the next level. If you enjoyed smoking Tina and you’re going to love slamming Tina.” Nathan sat on the couch a little stunned at what was going on realizing his promise and was ready to accept what Cory was offering. Nathan was eating up the attention he was receiving from his older stepbrother and was going to comply with whatever Cory wanted him to do. He sat and watched Cory work a tourniquet on his left arm, then as he looked for a good vein before he wiped the area with alcohol. Cory then let Nathan know “I’m going to stick this into your vein and then you’ll really be enjoying yourself.” Cory stuck the point in the vein and registered the customary flash of blood as he let Nathan know “You will probably feel this go into your chest and throat and might feel like you can breath for a second before you cough out. Don’t panic, it will be ok.” Cory then emptied the point, pulled it from Nathan’s vein and removed the tourniquet. Nathan felt the Tina move into his chest and throat as he coughed out hard and began to hear a ringing in his ears and had trouble focusing even with his glasses on. Cory pulled his glasses off as Nathan lay there on the couch as he did his own slam. After Cory coughed out he looked down at his now very fucked up stepbrother and asked him “How are you feeling now?” Nathan was breathing fast and answered “OH FUCK! I feel great.” Cory leaned in and the two kissed as they enjoyed their mutual rush.

By the River Part 3. It was a very HOT and HUMID Summer night. I had a Saturday night off. I worked the day shift and was done by 3pm. I went home and took a nap to prepare for the night's fun. I slept for an our, got up and took a bath. I shaved my asshole until it was baby smooth. Douched and tried on many tight, spandex shorts. I settled on a black and blue one that showed my ass off well. I got horny on the way there. I had a butt plug in my ass to loosen it up before the long sessions of fucking. (I Hoped) I was down on the lower level with NO real luck. It was humid and I was sweaty. I had tank-top with those shorts and keys, lube and key in my shoes. I was perched on pile of rocks over looking the action. There was nothing. Perhaps it was too hot. I was starting to go when I felt a hand on the my ass. I looked and it was a stocky black man. Young and somewhat cute. "Nice." He said as he played with my spandex clad ass. He pulled down his pants and placed his cock between my ass-cheeks. He was moaning. I was moving my ass up and down. "Damn, I want it." He said. I leaned up a tree and pushed out my ass more. He took the hint. He spit on his hand and finger to loosen me up. But I was already there. Sweat can be a great lube sometimes. He pushed in very slowly. It was about 6 and 1/2 think cock. Not big for a black man, But he did know how to use it. We both were moaning. He stopped and pulled out. "I don't want to come yet." He said. I was crushed. He pull up his pants and left. I was hoping for more and my hole was aching for more too. I strolled up to the upper level. There was a lot of action. A bottom trying to take a big black dick (NOT mine before). This black was HOT, fit and was not really into the bottom. Along with them a guy was sucking on 2 dicks and a few other jerking. About 6 in total. I leaned up against a tree to watch. I was getting hornier by the minute. The action was nice and seeing the small yet stocky bottom trying to push the big dick in was quite entertaining. A hand came from behind and played with my ass. It was the black man from before. He just pulled by shorts down and pushed in. He started to fuck me rough. He was quite verbal, not like before. I guess he wanted an audience. I was loving it. Moaning and demanding him to fuck me. He did. People started to take notice. The bottom was watching too. ALL were watching but the one sucking on some dick. They were loving the view. The closer he came to cumming, the more loader he got. "Yes, what a tight cunt he has!," he yelled as he came inside me. I moaned and rested on top of me. He both were sweaty. He pulled out and left. I rested with my shorts still down. I needed to. The other black man stepped away from the bottom and play with my used hole. He was really liking it. I looked at his cock. It was at least 8 1/2 inches and think. I was scared. Thinking I could not take that. I barely took the last one. The guy on his knees just finishing swallowing a load and stepped over to take the big black cock. He was a great cock-sucker. He got it very wet with spit and encouraged him to fuck me. He got up and started to kiss me deeply. It took my mind off of what was about to happen. Good kisser too. "Don't think of that big cock, concentrate on me," he said to me. I tried. The big beautiful cock entered slowly. I kept on kissing and thinking on nothing else. He was all the way in. It took about 5 minutes. "Fuck, his he tight. Still after that fuck before." He moaned. He stopped to let me adjust. Once I thought it was ok, he started to fuck, slowly. The oral bottom still kept on kissing me. About 7 minutes of this, he picked up the pace. The bottom watched me and was pissed. Even though he had another one's dick in him. He started to moan too. The black cock increased in speed. "Yes, I said, more like a scream. Sweat was dripping on me. We ALL were sweaty. I kept deep kissing the one before me. In and out, in and out, in and out the dick went. Harder with loader moans from both. This fast pace lasted for 5 minute. I was in tears, from the pain and the joy of my ass wrapped around that huge cock. He finally came, yelling. "Fuck..Fuck..." After all this we rested he in side. I felt his cum inside me. (The first and only time I felt it) It was dripping out. The other bottom got his too. Still not to happy with me. The one kissing me stopped and said, "I knew you could do it." The black beauty hugged me and bit my neck and turned me in order to kiss me. It long and passionate. He thanked me and left patting my well fucked ass. I thank the one kissing me, for if hadn't I would not have tried taking that awesome cock. He said, "you don't have to." I enjoyed the show and kissing your hot lips." "And you would have done the same for me anyway." You know He might be right. Most left. I walked up the stairs slowly. My ass was sore for 2 days. I walked funny for a week afterwards. I told people I fell on my tailbone. The best night ever at Bare-ass Beach.

I found out on a young age that dicks were very horny, but also licked girls, So my normal love began and when I was 40 I discovered dating with men for sex was extreem hot....so first stroking, then the blow job, then the fucking and.....bare. Bare took a while, curious, but also afraid for it. So I dated a horny men of 65, he fucked me well safe..( I am a real bottom ), after 6 months we had a chat and I explained how I loved it. So..well do it again! So I was there..on his bed naked, big dick and well shaped...I said to him I loved pictures of bare. fucking men. SO he explained he did it once in a while, only with boys and men who were to be trusted...But I was horny...and said I would love it.. So I was sitting on my knees, he was behind me...knowing he would take me, he asked me If I was sure..I said yes....then he penetrated me, I loved it. Then I laid on my belly, while he was fucking me deep....he was almost there and asked me: You really want it in you, are you sure? i said yes, please and then he loaded me. He loved it, I loved it. He stood up, wend to the bathroom, I feld the cum coming out of my cherry....I never had a more horny feeling. Still have to go a third time...It will come in time...

Part 2 While I rested my dick in Daddy's sloppy hole, he asked me "Do you like it raw?" "Yes, Daddy, your son only fucks raw. After all, dick should only be used to breed hole." I answered with a evil smile. "Does Sonny boy know what he's risking?" "Yeah, of course. But who cares? As long as I'm alive, the fun is enough" I answered, again with another evil smile. With this, Daddy knew I was a young barebacker, and he told me he wanted something special on his birthday. Without hesitation I promised to do whatever Daddy wanted to make his birthday memorable. Now, Daddy's birthday was on December 5th, and I had arrived on December 1st, so for the first couple of days we fucked all day, almost for everyday, but on December 3rd Daddy told me that he wanted me to save my seed until his birthday. I smiled and agreed. On the morning of December 3rd, I awoke as usual, and walked around in the house naked with raging hard-on and saw a note from Daddy saying he'd be back soon, and that he was at the grocery store, picking-up some food. After I had brunch, I felt sleepy and went to bed again, and when I awoke, I found my arms and legs tied to the bed posters. Daddy was seated on the edge of the bed, and when he saw I was awake, he informed me "Daddy is going to keep you tied 'til the night of 5th, which is two days from now." "Okay, as long as Daddy is happy," I responded. "Now, swallow these two pills. One is make my son's balls produce even more seed, and the other is to make sure my son doesn't get soft until the 5th." I thought to myself, 'Fuck, I am going to be hard for two days? I'm gonna die because of horniness. Damn, I need to challenge my own limits.' My highest record was seven load in a two hour window, so I couldn't imagine what it would be like were I hard for two days, and all the while my balls producing even more than their usual quota of cum. In any event, this is what went down. Day One (December 3rd) ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 1500: Being tied on bed 1530: Ate 2 pills 1540: My 8inch cock was fully hard and the veins are going to explode 1600: Precum start to flow 1800: My cock was fully covered by precum, wet and shiny 1900: Daddy walks in and serves dinner 2000: Daddy sucks my dick but no orgasm 2100: I still can't feel my dick, all I know is raging hard-on and I can't even pee 2200: I almost cum without anyone touching me, but the cum just does not flow out 2300: Daddy enters the room again and feeds me another pill, telling me it was a sleeping pill Day 2 (December 4th) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 0900: Woke up and found I am wet. Daddy said I peed during the night 1000: Thank god, I finally can feel my dick, it seems almost normal 1200: My dick can flick here and there, its no longer a raging hard-on 1300: Lunch 1400: Daddy forces me to take 2 more pills 1410: Oh god, my dick is back to steel-like state once again 1500: This time I can feel my cum boiling up in my balls, but I just can't cum 1600-2000: I'm fully erect, and my dick reaches nine nches long and five inches thick. My long foreskin covers only the base of my cock head 2100-2200: Daddy comes in and pours some unknown cum on my dick, saying I should let it dry 2300: Another sleeping pill for sleep -----to be continue----

I finally got my chance to make my fantasy a reality. Cal, my fem bottom white boyfriend and I organized a meeting with two white truckers where, for once, I would bottom. I am a 6'4 230 pound black thug, so I'm not your typical bottom. Cal used some dildos to open me up for the meeting. He has a very small cock which matches his smallish, pale white frame, and he usually gets off teasing my friends with his pretty pink ass while wearing little white shorts. I gotta admit I get jealous watching guys steal feels and quick kisses in the club, especially because I know Cal likes to be a little cock tease to well-hung brothers. I let a couple of my friends have a go at him at a party for money. They closed the door to the bedroom as he looked back at me with tears in his eyes. I went back to the party and sat on the sofa. where two white twinks were passed back and forth between five of us. The twinks road a cock for about five minutes each, and after a couple of turns on each of them, I went back to the bedroom door where I could hear the bed squeaking and voices urging some top to "Fuck the bitch harder." I opened the door just enough to see Cal, his white shorts in his mouth, bent over the bed, one guy holding Cal's arms while another guy hammered Cal with 11 inches of horse meat. Cal and I caught a glimpse of each other. I could see his face was contorted with pain. The guy fucking Cal barked "Get the fuck out - we'll send him home in the morning." I felt sorry for Cal, but also jealous and horny, and when I got home I jacked off, wishing I could trade positions with Cal. When noon came and Cal wasn't home I went back to the party, only to find Cal, (who's body and face were matted with cum and spit), and one of the twinks giving a double blow job to some a large Mexican. When the Latino came Cal and the twink snowballed his load between themselves, then Cal stumbled to his feet and ran into my arms, deeply hugging me. We kissed, which gave me the chance to enjoy some Latino cum, then I licked some of the damp cum from his forehead, and as he said he was ready to leave, I took him home, wrapped in a blanket as some guy had taken Cal's shorts as a trophy. For weeks I made him retell me stories of that night to get me off, and soon enough I began to tell him of my fantasies which involved being fucked by white men. Ever the enterprising guy, Cal found a advertisement on Craigslist placed by two white truckers who would soon be passing through town, and who were looking to party. Cal exchanged a couple of e-mails, and not surprisingly we were both invited to join the truckers at their hotel room, so off we went, and finding the modest motel which featured exterior access to the rooms, Cal knocked on the partially opened door. Within seconds two large bears came to the door. While they were absolutely of the 'bear' persuasion, I towered over them in height and stature. All four of us sat on the bed drinking beer, and watching some gay porn. Cal was on the outside, while the two bears flanked me. Soon enough the two bears began to rub my back and legs, and the three of us began a three-way kissing session, while Cal took of my shoes and clothing, which allowed my cock to spring out of my underwear, which Cal soon convinced me to remove. Confronted with three hard-ons, Cal vigorously licked and sucked our cocks as the bears played with my nipples and ass. Hands pushed me to my knees so I could take my turn pleasing the two seven inch bear cocks, and the guys seemed to take delight in grabbing my head and forcing me take them down to the bush. Then I heard a knock on the door, but was unable to turn my head, but I could hear Cal talking to someone. About then one of the bears told Cal to go to the store and get us some more beer, and as he left, I heard a new voice say "Nice ass" in a leering voice. Apparently my efforts to deep-throat one of the bears was successful as suddenly, without any clear indication of the pending orgasm, my mouth was flooded with a river of cum. I instinctively tried to pull-off the cock, but both guys held my head coaxed me to swallow the load. No sooner had I cleaned-up the cock but that I was presented with the other bear cock, and my throat was severely challenged as the second bear skull-fucked me hard and painfully. Then a new cock was smacked against the side of my face - clearly the new cock was that of the newly arrived guy, and his cock felt like a baby's arm. The bear cock withdrew, and I was directed to swallow the new guy. I could barely accommodate the huge head, but managed to take a look at the new guy - he was a massive muscle god, a man's body matched his cock. Naturally I named him "Muscle Man" even as tears rolled down my eyes as I struggled to breath around his cock. The guys apparently had a bit of sadistic streak as I could hear their laughter, well, in addition to hearing the sound of my own gagging. After a couple of minutes of torturing my throat, Muscle Man lay down on the bed, grabbed my head and stuck his tongue down my throat. Fingers and lube were roughly applied to my ass as I was pushed on all fours. Hands pulled my butt cheeks as Muscle Man whispered dirty talk in my ear. About then a cock pushed past my anal ring and didn't stop until I felt pubic hair. They would switch back and forth on my ass, while Muscle Man returned his cock to my mouth. After about ten minutes Muscle Man said "My turn" and with that the two bears positioned my exhausted body on top of Muscle Man. I was forced to sit on his cock and slowly lower myself down. Fortunately the bears pushed ample lube into my hole, and soon enough I had a ten inch cock firmly embedded in my asshole. Now, I've read how the pain from anal sex turns into pleasure, but on this occasion it didn't. I bit into the pillow as he pushed deeper with every stroke. My head was held to the side and a bear cock, covered in ass juice, was pushed in. The bed sagged with weight as lube-covered fingers pulled my hole apart. Another cock was pushed in along side Muscle Man's. I tried to scream, but the cock in my throat prevented me. Muscle Man allowed the two bears to do all of the hard thrusting, while he endearingly called me "My little cock whore." The bear pulled out of my mouth and blew his load all over my face. Muscle Man scooped-up the bear load, and smeared the cum all over my face, while the other bear pulled out and shot up my back and legs. Muscle Man then spun me around so I was facing the door, on my knees, and with that he drove his cock back in, punch-fucking me as Cal re-entered the room. A smile spread over Cal's face at the sight of me bouncing on beer can sized muscle meat. Hands gripped my hips as the Muscle Man's hot cum flooded my hole. I woke up later to see Muscle man sitting in a chair with Cal bouncing on his cock. My legs were pushed to my chest as a one of the bears were having another shot as my gaping hole. Next week Cal wants to take me to a bathhouse and whore me out. Stay tuned.

GREAT STORY-GOOD YANKING FICTION THERE! Love the story with furry muscled men who know what they want and how they want it. But then I like stories about guys that could actually be me and this one cums pretty fuck'n close. Got the fur, got the muscles, got a biohazard tattoo on my back and got more then 10" of man-meat to enjoy a good long raw ride. Now just to find a guy that's man enough to take it from a furry musclebear who also has a "T"-Lube recipe I like to use on the right type of ass!

HOT Story! Knew a guy like this and we (me and my POZ family - triad relationship of 9-years) converted him after the third get together. He would always bad mouth POZ guys and yet never asked our status. One of those guys in the "DADT mind-set" who never asks but just assumes. Now he has to change his whole bashing life around now that he has joined the POZ Brotherhood!