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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.

“Step up to the blue line and look at the camera,” I shuffled forward and tried my hardest to form an expression that conveyed innocence and remorse all at once. Blinded for a moment by the flash, I wondered how I’d gone from drinking with my friends at our favorite dive bar near campus, to barefoot and high as a kite, awaiting processing of my arrest. When the cop pulled me over less than a block from the rundown off-campus housing where I’d gone with my friends Nick and Drew to pick up some party supplies for the gang this weekend, we were smart enough to quickly swallow anything we had on us. Sadly I had no idea that my roommate had left his bag under the back seat, and that it contained a half-empty prescription for a serious pain killer. Chances are the officers were disappointed that’s all they found since I suspect they were staking out the guy who we bought from. Normally, they’d have probably confiscated the bottle, and written me a ticket and released us. Unfortunately, these particular officers are assigned to the smallest branch of the state police force, charged with the safety of my tiny college town, and its population of under 20,000 people, meaning they were hungry for a bust. I explained that my roommate would happily claim the pills if they’d call him, but instead they cuffed me, and booked me for possession of a controlled substance, fulfilling their nightly quota. “Turn and face the red x on the wall,” the young Hispanic clerk barked, before blinding me again. My vision faded back while I was led to the cells by the massively tall Italian cop who’d pulled me over. We passed his partner, a shorter lean white ginger, as he dragged Nick into the processing area behind me. His charge was even flimsier than mine, as they found an empty baggy and trimmed drinking straw in his coat pocket, but it was enough to hold him overnight, so he was stuck here too. Drew had lucked out, swallowing his share, baggie and all, meaning they had nothing to hold him on. Hopefully he was able to find my roommate and drive my car back to the dorms before it all kicked in. My share of the loot was a small bag of tina, and a cap of something Andre, the dealer, had referred to only as “G.” I felt the G almost as soon as I was put in the back of the squad car, praying I could hold it together until the Tina kicked in and balanced it out. I had never done either before that moment, but had fucked a few girls who’d been on them and knew their effects well enough to know some of what to expect. It must have taken awhile for the tina to digest because I started to feel the kick right as Officer Tutelli opened another door and introduced me to the fluorescent glow of the holding cells. “Lets step in here kid, watch your toes” Tutelli, or “Tut” as he’d told me to call him was actually pretty nice considering I was being charged with a felony. I marveled at how easy he swung me down onto a bench in the middle of this small cinder block and pexi-glass pen. “Sorry to have to do this but you need to strip naked so I can check you for weapons and substances.” The thought of Tut’s fingers and eyes inspecting my naked body wasn’t nearly as upsetting as it might have been if I’d been sober. Imagining his strong tan hands sliding up between my legs and down into my ass crack was actually turning me on as I got down to my undershirt and briefs. Suddenly it hit me that he’d be able to see if I was hard, but glancing down I was relieved to see I wasn’t even close. In fact I seemed smaller than usual and the pumping lust I felt seemed more concentrated in my asshole. “Stand up and come here.” I walked to his chair, my cock only inches from his face, though still separated by my thin briefs. It never crossed my mind that he should put on gloves or have another officer present, all I could think of was how nice his fingertips felt as he spread out my fingers and toes. He slid them from my ankles to just below my balls before making me lift my arms so he could stroke them down my biceps, through my pit hair, and around the trails of chest fuzz on my pecs and abs. “I need you to be honest with me now about something. It’s so I know where to place you for your protection in regards to any other inmates. I need you to tell me if you are sexually attracted to men.” His voice was so low I could feel it vibrate in my stomach as he peeled my hands from my crotch and slid the front of my briefs below my balls. I shook my head no. “I think you are lying. I am not asking you if you have a boyfriend or take it up the ass. I just need you to be honest and admit that you have tried it before and might be inclined to try more.” I’d experimented a few times with dudes at that point, twice in MFM threesomes with my ex-girlfriend, and a few times with a TA from my micro-econ class. He was nothing much, just an average late-20’s grad student, but I’d sensed he was into me when we broke into groups and discussed minority economic values. My group was covering homosexuals, and he was extremely willing to offer his help with lists of fetish gear, sex toys and products that were created and marketed solely for gay men. That same weekend I bumped into him at a party hosted in a large house split into 4 or 5 apartments. He fed me drinks all night and then asked if I would like to see some examples of gay-market products. It turned out he lived right below the party and was very happy to show me some porn and try on a leather jock and harness for me. I sucked him off a few minutes later and he returned the favor. After avoiding him for a few weeks, I ran into him again at a bar and we’d ended up sucking each other off regularly a few days a week since then. Last weekend, I’d even managed to get my cock in his ass for 10 seconds before I shot all over his hole. I apologized and he reassured me that maybe I was meant for the other end. I laughed at the thought, sure I would never let anyone or anything pierce my virgin hole. Suddenly, as my briefs dropped to my ankles and Tut spun me around, I was having doubts about remaining a virgin back there. I quietly told him he was right. “I thought so. I need you to bend over, spread your ass cheeks and cough.” I did as he said, part of me disappointed that he didn’t need more. He asked me to cough again, and simultaneously I felt something wet hit right above my hole on my cheeks. I tried to turn around and stand straight but Tut was now on his feet and was able to keep me still with one well-placed hand. “It’s KY, gotta be thorough,” was all he said before I felt one of his thick fingers pushing the liquid against my hole until it broke through, impaling me up to his second knuckle. “Nothing there…yet. You really are new to men.” He pulled his finger out with a plop and told me to stand against the wall. Looking down I couldn’t believe it when I saw that I was finally semi-hard, but only because of his finger in my hole. I waited there while he searched my clothes and put them in a bag, informing me I’d have to wear a jumpsuit instead of my jeans, since they had a bunch of zippers and buttons that could be used as weapons. He stepped out of the booth and grabbed a dark green jumpsuit and a pair of boat shoes, all imprinted with the name of the county jail. He set them on the bench, but gave me a look when I reached for them that told me not to get dressed yet, before calling in his partner, who I learned was named O’Malley. “This one is ready to be processed, bring in the other.” Nick was brought in and I turned bright red trying to cover my junk as he openly stared. I was humiliated knowing he was seeing me so vulnerable until he too was asked to strip. O’Malley was much more business-like with Nick than Tut had been with me, using gloves and remaining standing the entire time. When the time came for his privates to be searched, O’Malley asked Nick to lower his boxers to his knees. I almost asked why he got to keep his boxers when I was forced to wait naked, but I forgot all about it when Nick’s hard 8 inch monster uncut cock sprang from his boxers and thwacked against his tight abs. O’Malley quickly and calmly lifted Nick’s balls before asking him to bend over and cough which he did. I glanced around the room to see where the KY was for Nick’s fingering, when I realized there wasn’t any in the room. My eye caught the smirk on Tut’s face as he licked his finger before turning to the next page in the booking report. “For your safety, we encourage you to volunteer any information about your sexual orientation, religious beliefs, gang affiliations or medical history. This better helps us place you away from possible cell mates who might take offense or react violently to such information. Any thing you wish to volunteer at this time?” My heart sank at the idea that Tut had called out my bi tendencies so easily. “Nah, I’m good.” Nick said, absent mindedly pulling his hard cock away from his abs, leaving a string of pre-cum between his piss slit and the light blonde treasure trail from his 6 pack to his sparse, slightly darker pubes. “Don’t mind my bone, I had plans to take care of it with my girl tonight before this happened, but I guess it’ll have to wait.” “it better wait son,” Tut warned. “Lots of guys come in here hopped up on shit and go from straight to ‘a hole is a hole’ once they are stuck in a cell over night. Just remember the guys in with you are gang members who would kill you for lookin at them wrong. Now get dressed before I make you go in there naked.” We both dressed, me in the jumpsuit, my t-shirt, briefs and the boat shoes, and Nick in his own shorts, wife-beater, boxers and a similar pair of well-worn slip-on boat shows. Somehow he managed to pull up his boxers and shorts last and my eyes never left Nick’s raging hard on until it finally disappeared under them, as O’Malley and Tut chatted in the corner. At that point, Tut took over our placement, cuffed us again and walked us back into the main cell area, stopping to uncuff and assign Nick to a floor-to-ceiling pexiglass cell that looked to be about 15 x 15, with benches along each side and padded mats stacked opposite a toilet and water fountain on the back wall. Nick seemed nervous when he looked at the two drunks sharing his cell, but I was relieved that all the talk of gang-members was just to scare us. I tried not to verbally groan at the thought of us being separated when Tut made it clear I wasn’t going to be in this cell. Instead he had me follow him down a long hall to a newer portion of the jail which connected to the long-term cells, which housed the rare local criminal charged with up to 90 days. Luckily they each had their own cells on the next level up, so right now I was the only resident of a cell twice the size of the one Nick was in. I was pleasantly surprised to see that this cell had benches not just along the walls, but a row in the middle as well. Plus the toilet and drinking fountain were tucked behind a small partition, giving me at least a little privacy. Tut told me he had to finish my paperwork, but in about 30 minutes most of the staff would be going home, leaving him as the only person on duty for this area. As he walked away I stared intently at his tight blue slacks, hoping to see a sign that his cock might be hard in them. I picked a spot half way down the back wall of benches and found that I could only be seen from the chest up. This encouraged me to reach back into my jumpsuit and fondle my cock and balls. I still didn’t seem to be able to get hard, so I decided to see if I could jumpstart my dick with a little finger play around my hole. I hit the can quickly to be sure my ass was clean, and was surprised at how easily my soapy finger bottomed out in my tiny hole. My cock started to throb to hardness while I worked the finger in and out, imagining my girlfriend’s tits, but accidently including Nick’s hard cock or Tut’s open shirt revealing his thick mat of black chest hair and O’Malley’s shirt sleeves stretching across his broad shoulders and biceps, before sinking down into the small waist of his pants. I looked towards the entrance to be sure I was alone and realized, from this seat, I could see all the way out the windows opposite the cell, and into the windows of the older part of the building, including the officer’s booth and the room where we’d be stripped searched. By the time I’d gotten to full mast, I had two fingers in my ass and a third knocking at the door. Just in time, Tut stood up from the officer’s station computer, and walked out. I tried standing a little taller to catch a glimpse of where he went, but there was no need. Less than a minute passed before Tut and the Hispanic clerk led two young men into the strip room. Both around my age or maybe a few years older, one was white, as tall as Tut, covered in tats and shredded. His 6 pack had a 6 pack. The other was a black guy, a few inches shorter, but probably still taller than my 6 feet, with a couple tattoos. He wasn’t as ripped but had way more muscle mass. He probably could have ripped me in half like a phone book. My cock was twitching in anticipation as they disrobed. I would guess most men would probably be too short for me to see much other than belly buttons and up, but these two were just tall enough that as each pulled out his dicks, I could see all of Whitey’s Dick, including the snake tattoo running the length, and all but the very low-hanging head of the black guy. I moaned outloud and worked the third finger in. A ding signaled an elevator door opening from the corridor past my cell that led to the upper levels. Scrambling to pull up my discarded briefs and jumpsuit, I accidentally caught my foot in the ads of the briefs, ripping it open an out an inch right where the rear fabric meets the fly. I barely got them to my knees, and sat back on the john as a chubby latino guard rounded the corner and did a head count of 1, me, and radioed it to the guard station. I don’t know a lot of Spanish, but I did manage to get him referring to me as the ‘maricon’ with la pingita Bonita, Aka the fag with the pretty little prick. Shamed, I remembered myself, and pulled on my clothing. Drugs might have made me horny and clouded my judgment, but I wasn’t going to go queer just because my hole felt hungry. I just managed to get my jump suit back on when the two thugs, now redressed, rounded the corner. “Hey Charlie, you’ve got roommates now. This is Derrick and Dante, in to sleep off their buzz, but I think they can do it better with you than in the tank. They will keep you company while you enjoy the view.” Tut directed them inside the cell and flashed another knowing smirk. He must have seen me watching the step search. This guy should be a detective. Before Tut had even finished locking the door, Derrick and Dante proceeded to shed their shirts and saggy shorts leaving Derrick in a wife beater and boxers, and Dante in just his boxer briefs, which did nothing to hide his black anaconda from my indiscreet eyes. “tut was right, you are one of the brotherhood, ain’tcha?” Derrick was opening groping his tattooed cock through his ratty boxers as he wondered over and sat right next to me. “what? Brotherhood? I dunno what you…” I trailed off when Dante joined in the fun but massaging his growing lump. “its cool son. Tut told us you like Dick sometimes. Don’t mean you a faggot, just means you need a bro to reload yo tank wit baby batter.” Dante revealed the head of his uncut black monster from the leg of his undies as he finished explaining my urges, which only furthered my belief that this had to be a dream. “I’m not, I mean, I don’t do that shit man. That officer, tut, he is fucking with me is all. I got a girl on campus and I’m just high right now.” It took me a moment to realize I was still watching them jerk while I clung desperately to my hetero life. “I feel dat Charlie. My first time tryin Tina, I was pounding this sweet teenage cunt for 10 hours straight before she passed out. Hitchin my way home, this queen ol white faggot agrees to trade me a ride if he can swallow this shit,” Dante took this opportunity to extract his full 9 inches of uncut mahogany. “so I pounded his throat and pussy for another 4 hours. Now I get all my crystal free from ol fairies like dat, and I get to bust a nut on they face too.” “looks like this preppy asshole is still getting used to partyin with cousin Tina, Dante. Yo chuckie, how long you been partyin?” Derrick lowered his boxers and pulled out a thin 7 inch cut woody with the snake now fully exposed. His cock was not as big as Dante’s, but his balls were gigantic, and somehow he’d managed to keep his prince albert even though I’m sure that should have been confiscated during his search. “what time is it? 2ish? About 4 hours.” I couldn’t help it, I unzipped my jumpsuit and slid it to my waist. “nah bro, not how long this trip, how long since you first partied ever?” Derrick took the opportunity to reach over and pull my shirt up, uncovering my 4 pack and decent pecks, all covered in downy chestnut hair. He began to stroke my nips and run his tattooed fingers through the fuzz. “about 4 hours. Hypothetically if I was high, which I would never be, especially in jail, then hypothetically I might have had to swallow some Tina and g. But if anyone is listening or if either of you is working for the police, again, this is all hypothetical.” Dante chuckled at my paranoia, and came over to my other side. “Damn Charlie man, it’s your first party and you are spending it like this? That’s not cool dawg. Dante, you think you can talk T into a visit upstairs?” Derrick said, scooting closer so his arm was around my shoulder. Dante nodded and reached down into my jumpsuit, firmly grasping my ass before winking at me and walking to the Plexiglas door and pressing a small button. It dawned on me that the button would call Tut or whoever else was on duty, and I asked if we should get decent. Both guys laughed at me. “what’s up D? Ah, I see you are warming up the rookie I lined up for you, you guys can’t think I still owe you more?” Tut had unbuttoned his top three buttons on his uniform shirt and had obviously been working his cock, which I could finally make out in his blue slacks. I was extremely confused when he mentioned owing Dante and Derrick, since they were locked up and yet I was beginning to learn that nothing was what I expected here. “nah pig, you done fine by me, but dis boy is in on his first party ride and you know dat shit ain’t right. You think he needs a trip up top? Seems fair since you was da reason he took it in da first place.” Dante must have convinced Tut, because he immediately opened the cell and told me to pull up my jumpsuit but keep it unzipped. He cuffed me and led me back into the hall, radioing O’Malley as he firmly directed me to the elevator I’d heard buzz before. Part two Moments later I found myself inside the jails main surveillance room, a dark windowless room with a few dozen screens making up one wall and a few desks with individual viewing stations spread through it. On the elevator ride up I’d assumed we were going to a private cell on the 2nd or third floors for privacy. Tut showed me on the screens in front of him that the only places where the cameras couldn’t see consisted of the back row of my holding cell, one corner of the guards’ station and this very room. That was why he brought me up here to do what he had planned. My mouth was watering at the thought he might let me suck on the still mysterious bulge in his trousers, but no such luck. Imagine my total surprise when he whipped out an odd looking pipe and a small bag of crystals identical to those I’d swallowed earlier, except 4 times as many. “if I’d known you were a virgin with this too, I’d have snuck you up here as soon as I got this stuff from Dante.” He said, while demonstrating how to light the pipe. I’d only smoked pot a few times, so this was entirely foreign to me, which is why I thought he was kissing me when he pulled me close to shotgun the smoke into my mouth. I got the drift when the cloud was blown in my face and caught the last of it before Tut really did pull me in for an urgent kiss. Removing my cuffs, and handing me the pipe, tut explained once more how to light it. I thought I was doing well until he saw my exhale, and demanded I get a hit ‘like a man.’ So he held it and lit it for me, and that inhalation was so big I almost passed out. We passed the pipe a few more times before I really started to feel it, at which point I forgot to be straight, and reached for Tut’s bulge. “hold on Charlie boy, I’ll get it out for you to play, if you’ll lose the suit and let me see that bubble butt again.” He didn’t have to ask me twice. I was stripped to my briefs before he’d undone a single button on his fly, allowing me to take over and rip it open. Onside he wore a jockstrap which was stretched to capacity with the biggest Dick I’d ever seen. 9 inches at least and as big around as my fist, this meat was perfect. I worked the tight foreskin down over his head a few times, eliciting a moan. He followed my groping with some of his own, stretching a hand behind me and pressing it between my cheeks in search of my hole. When he realized the fresh rip allowed him to get his fingers inside me, he almost took me right there on the floor of the dark room. Instead he bent me over a desk and tore the briefs further so he could eat my hairy butt. I thought it was a weird idea until I felt it happening and finally understood that I was destined to be a bottom bitch after that moment. Once his tongue had me loosened, Tut whipped out the crystals once more and inserted a couple directly into the spit-sloppy sphincter. “once those melt, you’ll be ready for me to pluck that cherry. In the meantime, we gotta get you back downstairs before Derrick and Dante flip out over me taking their toy.” Tut rebuked his pants and I stepped back into the jumpsuit. Some quick thinking before we left inspired him to take some scissors and slice the rear end of my jump suit, so he could have three fingers working my rosebud all the way back to the cell. Once we checked that we’d gotten everything, I looked up once more at the monitors and caught Nick balls deep in the throat of some young twinky looking drunk in his cell. Hopefully he’d have enough left over to give me a shot at it too. As soon as the door to the cell shut, Dante and Derrick could tell I was spun to a new level. Before either one could say one more word to convince me to try sucking their dicks, I was already on my knees behind the middle bench, working my first ever black cock into my throat. “aw fuck yeah faggot, suck that Dick.” The Tina had dried out my throat, otherwise I was damn near positive I could have had him all the way to the short and curlies. I only pulled off somi could try the snake on my other side. Somehow I’d expected I’d choke on the ring dangling from Derrick’s Dick head, but it seemed just as easy as Dante’s. Meanwhile, Dante discovered the easy access panel on my butt and began working his fingers inside me. “puck Derrick, this cunt has been prepped wit a booty bump I think. I bet I could get his cherry.” Dante began to work his cock through the cloth barriers towards his fingers, when O’Malley’s voice stopped him. “you do that and Tut will break it off. He claimed this one as soon as he saw him outside Andre’s. Besides, you guys need to cool it. Hector is on his way down for his last headcheck before we dim the lights for the night.” Both guys hurried to dive back into their street clothes while I wobbled to the bench. Sure enough O’Malley had just turned the corner towards the old building when we heard the elevator ding and Hector appeared from the other direction. “unos, dos, tres in cell b,” he read into his radio. “time for bed chicas.” He laughed at his own joke before hitting the switch which shut down all but a third of the overhead light fixtures. Once we were clear, my thug cellmates took off everything and began tag-teaming my throat. “damn bro, he’s already got me close.” Derrick said right before we heard the cell door unlock. “Good, let him get you off, but just pull out before he swallows it. I want you to shoot on his hole so I don’t ruin him on his first go around.” I didn’t need to look to know that the voice belonged to Tut, or that the following clomps and rustles were from his clothing hitting the floor. “fuck Tut, I been waiting years to see you seed some ass, get that ramrod over here and make dis bitch scream. Is O’Malley coming too?” Dante moved out of my sight, leaving only Derrick and his sweaty, rippling tattooed muscles. I heard Tut begin to explain when O’Malley would be joining us, only to be interrupted by the announcement that Derrick was gonna shoot. Quicker than a speeding sperm load, Derrick whipped me around and bent me over the bench. I jumped when he managed to rip the jumper and briefs even further, and got his piercing and most of his dick head inside me. He might have gone further, but not with a hole as tight as mine and how close he was. “FUUUUUUUUCCCKKK BITCH HERE IT CUUUUUUUMS!” I felt very little actual response in my hole considering how long his grunts and thrusts continued. It was almost a full two minutes before his soft head slid back out. I reached back to feel if there was any difference and was rewarded with a slimy, sloppy open butthole. Tut and Dante wasted no time in getting me on my back on the center bench, with Tut between my legs and Dante straddling my head. Tut’s cock must have grown another half inch to an inch since I’d seen it before, but there was no chance to double check since Tut slammed most of it inside me on his first thrust. In spite of the rimming, fingering and booty bump, I was still a virgin teenager, and I screamed bloody murder until Dante’s cock shut me up. Once Tut managed to slide it all the way in, it took no time at all to work his way up from slowly working a few inches at a time, to pounding me balls deep like a jack rabbit. Somewhere in my drugged haze I heard Tut welcome O’Malley and another guy in to watch ‘some bitch’ (me) get his v-card punched. O’Malley responded with something funny about my hole definitely ‘getting punched,’ but I couldn’t really see or hear anything with Dante’s legs around my head. I never wanted either of them to stop, but Tut had other plans, pushing Dante away so he could lean in close over me and look me in the eye when he informed me he was seeding my hole. The sound he created as he dumped a gallon of jizz up my guts, was somewhere between a cry and a roar. Unlike Derrick’s deposit, I didn’t need to reach down to be sure Tut was cumming inside me, each pulse of sperm caused his cock to expand and contract against my prostate. I reached for my aching, stiff rod, but Tut told me no. I tried to lock my legs around his neck to keep him inside me, but Tut easily overpowered me, and told Dante to resume fucking my face while he got the next dude to tuck my sweet creamy hole. I had no idea who else was now in the room, since my vision was blocked by Dante’s massive meat in my face or by Tut’s hulking hairy chest. I decided I could care less who the next Dick in me was once it lined up with my hole and sank in. I wondered if this cock belonged to O’Malley since it was almost as big as Tut’s and his was the only one I hadn’t seen. My anticipation was short lived when Dante dismounted to keep from cumming too soon. Looking up I immediately recognized the blond thin body that was violating my raw buns as belonging to “Nick!” His closed eyes popped open when I cried out his name, and his first response was to pull out. Just in the ‘nic’ of time I managed to grasp his hips and pull him back in, insisting he continue pounding me. “holy shit Charlie. They told me you were upstairs. They said there was a cumdump in here for me to seed and I was so fucking horny bro, I swear I had no idea it was you. I didn’t even see you until” I leaned forward and pulled his tee shirt until he was close enough that I could make him shut up by shoving my tongue in his mouth. That was too much for poor Nicky, and 30 seconds later I took his load right along side Tut’s and Derrick’s. He barely caught his breath when Dante tossed him off my ass and took over. I yelled out something about discussing it later before being force fed O’Malley’s red-framed 7 inch cut slab. Before the next shift came in at 6am, I managed to take 11 loads. I swallowed one each from O’Malley and Dante, and was bred by two from nick, two from Tut, two from Derrick, and one from Dante, O’Malley and some random inmate from upstairs who bred me doggy style. My first time bottoming and I never even saw one of the men who bred me. Once the morning shift arrived, I was processed and released on bond. Nick and I were awkward for the next few weeks until we had to appear in court. The night before we were set to go in, we got together to verify we had all the necessary paperwork. He was in my room for less than five minutes before he had my legs over my head and began working his Dick in my tight hole. Thank goodness my roommate was gone that night, because Nick stayed over and continued breeding me until we left for court. It turns out the evidence was filed incorrectly, and we both got off Scott free. Officer Tutelli was kind enough to come inform us in person at the court house. He also informed us that we could get picked up for drunk and disorderly whenever we felt like coming back for seconds. We took him up on that offer then and there. What followed was three days of gang-bangs and drugs that finally settled it. I plead guilty on all counts of being born a bottom bitch boy

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

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

** I usually never let people read my stories. This is one I threw together that I thought you might enjoy. Let me know*** I was 19 years old. I had been having sex with guys for several years at that point- starting with experimenting with a few school friends, moving onto meeting with old trolls from the internet and culminating with weekly trips to the bath houses in the city. Periodically I'd drive in from the suburbs, telling my parents I'd be out with friends late so I knew I'd have enough of the night to do as my glands drove me. I wasn't the golden cast example of adonis, but I did alright- working out regularly and proud of my developing sixpack. Usually I'd hit the local gay club, which usually was a 18+ dance place. It was easy to get guys to buy me drinks, and easier to get the occasional blowjobs in the bathroom stalls. Once or twice a month I'd get nice and tipsy on drinks from the generous, horny enablers I'd meet in at the clubs. One night I met this man- couldn't tell you his name. I would guess he was in his early 30's, just under six foot with a great body displayed immodestly within collared t-shirt and overly tight denims. He bought me drink after drink, and we danced till about midnight, his hands making a detailed map of my body while the liqour began coursing through my young brain. I found myself at one point locked into a deep kiss with one of his hands down the front of my pants as we held each other close atop one of the gogo boxes in front of the DJ's desk- in plain view of all in the club. He licked my ear as he gripped my nuts, whispering into my ear against the throbbing din of techno and excited queens: "I don't live in the city. Do you have a place?" I shook my no. He tightened his grip, and said "Then we're going to the baths." I agreed, and suggested the club at which I had a membership. Together we left the club, my arm around his waist and his hand tucked safely between my cheeks. We kissed some more as we made our way down the street, pausing long enough for him to begin fingering my hole as he pressed me against his car in another deep, sloppy kiss. I don't know what make or year or anything- the details are a bit foggy from all the two tequilla sunrises and four shots of what sounded like "yagermeister" he had fed down my throat. The leather seat creaked as I climbed in, and the radio bumped out beats I could feel in my guts as we cruised down through the city. At one point he pushed my head down to his lap, where I pointedly began sucking off his beautiful uncut cock, loving the way the foreskin rolled up and down with every stroke. The smells of his sweat and cigarette were thick, and made me all the hornier. We made out a little more while in the bath house parking lot- his fingers reaching deep into my hole and he nibbled on my neck, sending me over the edge. He helped me up to the door and to the front desk- my legs were a bit unstable from the booze. Robotically, I signed the form and paid my locker fee, picked up my towel and made for the locker room. Together we undressed, giving me the chance to see for the first time the totality of his perfection. His muscles roped through his tight flesh, making the perfect canvas for the myriad of tattoos that covered his form. I admired the variation of design that covered him- an angry looking woman, naked, slicing the dead from a lamp post on his ribs; a red and greed skull with a biohazzard symbol etched into its forehead eating a fighting cobra on his thigh; a black and red scorpion on his other, grasping a terrified looking rabbit in its claws and a large, gleaming drop of emerald poison dripping from it's oversized stinger. He led me immediately down to the darker basement rooms, where we made out more as he settled me into the sling. Fat old trolls began to emerge from the shadows like moths to a flame as my enabler began lubing up my hole. His fingers drove themselves deep and forcefuly into my core, elating and overloading my senses. I begged him to be gentle, only getting "You can take it," in reply as he began driving into me deeper and more agressively. He massaged my prostate, making a load start to bubble and burn within me with each determined push. He pulled his fingers out and scrutinized them. "Do you often bleed?" he asked with a small smirk. I told him it had been awhile since I'd been in that situation- normally being a devout top. He asked me if I wanted his cock as he drove his fingers back into my open hole- a moan as I bit my bottom lip against the pain of his invading fingers my only rely. I began to feel light headed, disconected in a way. I noticed my heart felt like it was beating against my ribs and my vision begging to distort. The more I thought about how strange I felt, the more I would only concentrate and his wonderful fingers beating against my prostate. From nowhere a cock pressed against the side of my face. Obediently I took it into my throat without even opening my eyes. Only a minute passed before another cock pushed against my other cheek. I switched over and started sucking the new comer. Only another minute passed and I felt another cock nudging my other cheek. From the length and girth I could tell it was huge. "Do you party?" he asks as he pushes his fingers deeper into me, "do you like booty bumps?" At first I don't know what he meant- but my education in the local fag language finally kicked in. I push against the cock invading my throat. "--I've--never--done--it--" I pant between thrusts against my boiling prostate. He pushes as far into me as he can reach, and twists his fingers back and forth as he starts to laugh. "I've already put a heavy hit in you boy. You should be feeling it." It was then I realized that I was high, and instead of worrying about it I only moaned in acceptance. I was lost in a swirl of speed and lust- noticing only the thrusting into my hole and the cocks alternating position within my throat. I reached down wanted to feel his fingers glide back and forth, only to find that it was his dick I was feeling. Without missing a beat I grabbed his muscled ass, and pulled him deeper and deeper into me. I suddenly became aware of the pain, and felt the slickness of his driving cock. When I pulled my hand away I noticed some pink and red streaked accross my palm. His beat grew faster and faster- opening me up like a flower on prom night, until with great gasps he drove himself hard and furiously into me, shouting "Take this charge!" He stayed in my for awhile, slowly fucking his load deeper into me- his cock gliding back and forth more easily with the extra lube. As he pulled out one of the trolls whispered, "Did you just convert him?" My heart skipped a beat as he giggled, "Fuck that charged load deeper into his guts. He's told me he's a top, I want to make sure he passes my gift along." Promptly, the troll mounted my used hole, and began quickly driving his short, thick dick into me. Four or five guys ended up fucking me that night, each filling my ass with his load. The next morning I woke up at home- no idea how I got there. My mom was banging on the door, saying I needed to get up and mow the lawn. When I checked, the seat of my boxers were streaked with dried blood and cum.

I had been talking to a guy online for about two months before this point. Let's call him Tom. Tom had a profile on BBRT NKP and here on breeding zone. I had been wanting to experiment with chemsex for about 6 months before I left for the states, I had been watching some videos to see what the deal was. I believe it was this site that introduced me to the concept, before hand I had no idea about meth use in the gay community(or a subsection of the gay community) but I had it in my head that if I was to try it, it should be in America(where I could get away with it). Plus it seemed to be more available over in the states. What I was looking for was tough, a top who was willing to introduce someone to Tina for the first time who also was hiv negative. This may not seem like much. But first of all nobody seemed to even respond to me on NKP(maybe they were too high) I was beginning to this it was an online ghost town, or that perhaps my account was broken. After searching for some time, I found two profiles that matched the requirements, a neg Top, who can administer. I messaged both guys. One replied "Any pics?" I sent him some pics of me, including a face pic. "Hmmm any more pics?" He wasn't sure. A little disappointing. The next guy I message replies "I would love to meet". However plans changed and we didn't get to meet for quite some time(scheduling conflicts). This was a good thing in some respect. We managed to talk a little more and I felt comfortable this was an honest and open guy, he was in his 40's and seemed mature, extremely attractive, and sexually right up my street. He asked for porn vids that I found hot so he had an idea of what I was into. He liked these very much. We eventually arranged to meet a little over one week before I was set to leave. He was situated up the top of Manhattan and told me to meet him around 9pm. I took the train up, then hopped a cab to his place. A nice apartment complex. I don't remember feeling nervous. Strange really, I felt more nervous walking into a gay bar, or sucking off my first New Yorker, but this, what would be the most extreme thing I was about to partake in, and I felt eerily calm. I also remember thinking very calmly "I could die here" just before I pressed the buzzer. He unlocks the door from his room upstairs, I'm not told what room number or floor he is on, but the second I step in I get a text. "Be right down, have to get something from the basement" I wait in the foyer. Probably a good time to mention my previous experience with drugs. Tried ecstasy a handful of times, first two times were great, the rest sucked. Cocaine 3 times previously, got absolutely nothing from it(became quiet and fidgety) and weed on a handful of occasions. In no way was I a drug user, never partied and played, with the exception of weed with two guys in NYC. So why I was actually doing this I have no idea. But I'm hoping it's good. Tom comes down to meet me, and we both head to the laundry room where he empties the machine. He seems rushed, I spend my time examining him as he does his laundry. His head is shaved(bald), he has a grey goatee, very handsome masculine look, dressed in a tank top and sweatpants, he's in good shape. He really is a perfect match. Perfect Daddy. I wonder if he's high already, but I think he isn't How will he be with me, what will I do when I'm high? "Positive thoughts" I keep telling myself in my head. Positive thoughts. We enter his apartment, it's nice, big, he leads me to the bedroom. A large bed is covered with rubber sheets, to the left of the bed on the floor is a large duffel bag, filled with all kinds of sex toys. To the right is a computer and desk, on the desk lay some syringes. Now my heart starts to race a little. "Do you want to have a look through the toys?" "Sure". He shows me his collection, rubber cock and ball rings, rubber anal inserts, large buttplugs(one shaped like a sperm), sounds kit(makes me wince), rope, cuffs, things that I couldn't even identify. "That's an impressive collection" I say, wide-eyed. "Yeah. So I'm thinking we get you in a harness" He instructs me to take my clothes off. Then he puts the harness on me and tightens it. I feel infinitely sexier. I've never worn a harness before or since, but it felt great. He began to explain the benefits of said harness. "So when I'm fucking you I can just grab it like this, and pull you towards me" he says as he demonstrate by grabbing the shoulder straps and pulling me towards him, this makes me horny. "Hmm, a rubber jockstrap." He then takes a jockstrap from his bag, again, I've never worn one before this. It fits well and covers up that dick of mine. I'm slowly being transformed into his toy, there is only one thing left. He talks me through the whole experience, what it will feel like, how he preps the meth by pouring hot water until the crystals have fully dissolved, etc etc. He then shows me about 4 or 5 videos of slamming, and explains what the person might be feeling. "Ok so are you ready?" "Have you ever done this with someone for the first time?" "No, never introduced anyone" I sit on the cold rubber bed, he props two pillows behind my back. "Hmm, hang on." He goes to the bag, and takes out two of those, I actually don't know what they are called. Like small leather hoods that go over your hands. and leather cuffs. He loosely ties me to the bed. ​"It'll be interesting to have you tied up for your first slam" My heart starts to pound faster, the nerves are coming in hard and fast. Should I look at the needle going in? Maybe not. Everything will be fine. He holds the needle up to the bedside lamp. "They're full dissolved, see? Let's see how hard it is to find a vein." He runs his finger over the inside of my elbow, a vein comes up immediately. He then puts on the tourniquet and waits a few seconds. Wipes my arm with a pad and sticks the needle into my vein. He pulls back I look, see red inside the needle, then look away. "Ok. Now tell me if you feel any burning or stinging in your arm." I look again, he slowly pushes the plunger until the meth is inside me. He then snaps off the tourniquet and looks at me. I feel nothing. He gives me a look as if to ask how I feel. "Nothing?" I say, smiling nervously. He looks in disbelief. "Nothing?" "Nope" "Are you sure?" "Yeah I don't feel anything" "Hmm, that's crazy. Maybe I didn't give you enough" He turns around to look at the syringes on his desk. I let out a nervous laugh. "Maybe if I moved around a little" I say as I bend my arm up and down(as much as it will go with the restraint) Then I feel a sudden tingle in my legs, reminiscent of the first time I tried E(which I was the last to come up on then too), then BAM! This indescribable rush goes through me, my breathing becomes heavy and I blow out a long shaky "woah" I look at Tom, he seems excited. "OK....nowitsworking" I say in a short burst. I start to feel myself and wish these restraints vanished. I start to feel as if I could make them disappear if I really wanted to. Tom sees me squirming in ecstasy on the bed. "Now I know it's working." He then turns around and straps up his arm and gets ready to slam himself. I writhe around feeling everything with my body, everything tingles in such an amazing way. This is too good for words. I'm loving this, nothing has happened yet and I'm loving it already, I think of a thousand scenarios of what will happen throughout the night in the space of a second or two. My mind is well and truly fucked! It's very hard to focus on anything, everything has a shudder effect. I hear Tom exhaling heavily I look over and he's whipping of the strap from around his arm. "Fuck" "Fuck" I say almost at the same time. He seems very controlled, I don't know how he does it. "Do you have sensitive nipples?" "Not really" I answer. "You will". He then straps two sucking cups to my nipples and pumps them until they stick. "Thank you so much for this" I gush, I feel forever in his debt. I become overtly grateful and complimentary, he smiles knowing it's the drugs doing their work. He also becomes very talkative, he asks me about the first time I had sex. He raps my legs around his waist and I start to grind against him as I describe my first time. "Tonight will be a night of firsts" He tells me in that calm and hushed voice. For some reason we both feel the need to half whisper to each other. "Ok let's get these off" He removes my restraints as I thank him again for being so generous to have me over and get me high. He thanks me for coming. "God if we met earlier? I'd send you home stupid". After some talking, he takes my head and buries it into his armpit. I lap away at it as he moans. He takes the suction cups from my nipples and twists them as I start to suck on his. I still don't feel sensation in my nipples, however the rush from the meth was too much to notice if I did. This was perhaps the most sexually confident I had ever felt, I had to constantly remind myself, this is actually happening. I move down to work his cock. He tells me to suck it hard, so I do,gripping with my like and sucking down on his soft veiny dick to the balls, he grabs both balls and pushes them against my mouth "open" I try to accommodate for both cock and balls but it proves too hard, even though his cock is only semi erect, his balls are far too big. I settle for one ball and a dick in the back of my throat, my mouth is stuffed. He likes the feeling as I gag and retch. Eyes water, stomach knots, body squirms. Next I take both his balls in my mouth which is another mouth-filling task, his dick lays on my face with his wet helmet resting on my right eye. I feel like a good little slut. He tells me to smell his dick, which smells of precum. After sucking his dick some more it becomes hard enough to fuck with. He puts a rubber cock ring and ball separator on himself and tells me lie back. I put my legs in the air and present my hole for fucking. "No." he says. "Put your feet here" he motions to his chest. I place both feet on his chest and he slides his cock into my ass. At first my hole rejects him, pushing him out when he gets into a rhythm. It's the Tina, it has made my ass tighten up. However, I have an idea. I get up and take out a bottle of poppers out of my bag and lay back on the bed. "Maybe if you choke me" I suggest. He places his open palm against my neck, just under my Adam's apple, then moves up and down to find the strongest pulse. I take a huff of my poppers and raise one hand in the air(this is a safety technique I use at first with some guys, when the hand drops, I'm out and they should let go. Any longer and it could become quite dangerous). He presses down, not too hard, but enough to make my feet tingle. Everything goes tunnel vision. I'm back in Ireland doing something menial or talking to a friend or something. All of a sudden a man's face appears from nowhere, then a room behind him, where am I? Confusion. I feel a heavy tingling and something moving in and out of my hole. It has a similar feeling to pins-and-needles. Then I remember where I really am, in an apartment in New York, high on meth, being fucked unconscious by a complete stranger who could have killed me with little effort. The rush of realization is incredible. My breathing becomes heavy "Wow! Oh my God" He leads in to make out with me, his dick is now in my ass without me pushing it out. "Did you have a little dream, baby?" "Yeah, how long was I out" "Only about 5 seconds, don't worry." He fucks me harder and although his cock isn't rock hard it feels incredible. I could feel the rubber of the cock ring against my hole. I wanted everything he had inside me. "I think I can get my balls in you" he lets out in a grunt as he thrusts back and forth. "Yeah?" I ask with some scepticism, the drugs have taken away any pain the fucking may have caused, but it in no way made my ass wider, in fact it had a tightening effect on my hole. This problem was solved with a little force, or a nice choke-out. "Yeah, I think so. Hang on." He rolls me back so my ass is in the air, he then stands over me and squats down. I feel him pushing against my hole and decide to push out, hoping it will let him in. This works and he pushes his balls inside me. He pulls them out "Oh fuck" he lets out in pleasure. He pushes just his balls into my hole a few more times, dipping them in and out until it becomes easy. He then pushes his sloppy cock into my widened hole, followed by both balls. Everything is inside me. It has to be the best feeling I've ever had during sex, it's incredibly hard to describe that pleasure, knowing you're connected to another man by both his cock and balls, they fit tightly into your hole. You are being completely used as a place for him to rest his dick and balls. The feeling of his pelvis pushing against your ass, knowing there is nothing further that can go in, he is as deep in you as he can possibly go. Amazing! I feel with my hands to ensure everything is in. I rub his taint while he grinds against me. He stops moving, but I continue to grind in a circular motion, churning my insides with his balls and dick. "Hold still" he tells me, he looks focussed and stares into the distance. "You feel that?" "Nope" "I'm pissing inside you" "Oh fuck!" I concentrate on the feeling, a tingling in my lower back, I'm being used as this guy's urinal. "Ugh, it's hard to piss in this position". He only pees a little in me before slowly pulling his balls and cock out of my piss-filled whole, he keeps me propped up with one hand. "Don't move boy. Fuck yeah" he spits in my gaping hole. Then reaches into his bag of toys for a large butt-plug. He spits on it, and pushes it against my ass lips, it's not going in as easy as it should. He calmly instructs me to breath in and out, eventually the rubber plug slides right in, filling my ass completely. After about 30 minutes of playing, I go to the toilet to take out the plug and push out the piss. I feel very wobbly on my feet but very happy also. I notice that when the plug comes out there is no more piss up my ass. I feel around to check. Either my ass has absorbed the little piss there was, or it's gone a lot deeper than I can reach. The next few hours become a blur. I get slammed again which is so much stronger than the first, I cough and it hits me like a euphoria freight train. This turns Tom on greatly. We make out more, fuck, suck toys and attempted fisting. He could slide four fingers but not past the knuckle. I found it extremely hard to concentrate on what was going on, everything spun and shuttered, I felt fantastic, almost a state of frenzy. When Tom is on top of me he sweats so much it dribbles down onto my face and chest, almost like a tap. Our sweat has a distinct smell, a chemical smell because of the meth. He takes me to the shower to cool off. I check the time and hours have gone by. It's about 10.00am the next day. "My boyfriend will be home soon" What? Oh no, "is this going to get awkward?" I think. I say nothing. "It's ok though, we could always go to the bathhouse" First time for everything. I let him know I'm up for this adventure and he tells me to get dressed and meet him at the nearby subway, while he cleans up and gets dressed. I walk to the nearest subway, it's a hot day out and people are up walking to work. I'm very aware of my movements, not to act like a tweaker. He eventually meets me and we head towards the bathhouse. It's not long until we are there. I'm becoming paranoid that people will know I'm high. Tom seems fine. We get our locker key and head to our room. After stripping, I head to the locker with our clothes. To large black men check me out in my jockstrap(given to me by Tom) the place seems pretty empty, which doesn't surprise me given the time. I put away my stuff and head back to our booth/room. I'm tingling all over and moving faster than usual. I get in and Tom lunges at me, jamming his tongue down my throat and shoving his fingers up my hole. I turn to liquid in his arms, the feeling is very hot. He has a small bag of toys with him. He takes out a large metal buttplug. It's very wide, "Guess where this is going" he says as he slaps it against the palm of his hand. "No way" "Get on all fours" I climb onto the bed on all fours. He squirts some lube onto the top of the plug, then pushes against my ass. I feel there is know way this will fit. I try to push out to open my ass up. "Breath, relax." He instructs. It's hard to do so, even though there is no pain at this point(from the drugs) I'm still nervous of damaging my ass. I breath in and out. Then take a big hit of poppers and repeat. I feel it enter my hole, it begins to hurt. "Damn, is this nearly in" I think to myself, then my ass retracts. "It's in" he tells me, before leaning in to gently kiss my ass cheek and tell me "good boy". He slaps the base of the plug and every time he does is sends an extremely pleasurable shiver up through my insides. He lays me back on the bed and spreads his ass cheeks. "Stick out your tongue" I do, then he sits down hard on my mouth. I work my tongue slowly up and down he asshole, trying hard to push my tongue deep. He lets out a series of moans and groans to indicate he loves the sensation. He then grabs the back of my head and really pushes me into his hole. He wants me to go deeper and I can feel his hole pushing out against as my tongue slides deeper. My tongue is stretched out to the point of pain, but knowing the pleasure it gives him causes me to endure it. This goes on for a few minutes(with a few air breaks) before he lifts his hot ass from my face. He hands me down a rubber butt plug. "I want you to put this up my ass" "Can you pass me the lube?" "No just use spit" He opens my mouth and slides the plug all the way down to the end, I gag, he pushes further, fucking my throat with the plug. This gets him off. He sits on the end of the plug and forces it down my throat with his ass. I'm now being smothered and choked. I cough up some spit. and he takes the plug out and turns it around, facing his hole. I take it off of him and push. It takes some force and I worry about hurting him, but he seems to be fine. It eventually goes up his hole. I smack the end of it as he done with my and he groans in ecstasy. We make out for a while with plugs up our asses, I then go to give him a blowjob. After some time sucking his semi-flaccid cock I feel it's time to take the plug out. I leave our room to walk to the toilets. I get a few propositions on the way, but ignore them in a chemmed out haze. I enter one of the cubicles and try to push out the plug. This is more difficult and painful than getting it in. I finally manage to pull the metal plug from my insides and the thing is hot. Really hot. Hard to hold. I have to run it under a cold tap before I can carry it back to the room. By the time I get back he has jerked his cock hard. And places me on all fours before fucking me for quite some time. "Shit I've got to go to work soon" I wonder how he can even think of working, as my mind is so confused and fried from the meth, I could barely see straight. I guess this guy is well used to this kind of activity. This worries me slightly. Maybe all isnt as it seems with him. He edges himself with my ass a number of times but is too uptight to cum. "Wanna meet me later on, say 7pm?" "Ok". We both head to the showers. As we wash up he tells me "I think I have to piss" "Can I drink it" "Sure, get down there." I get down on my knees and open up. He shoots hard, like a fire-hose down my throat. It tastes extremely strong but I swallow every drop. As we walk back to our room to get dressed it hits me hard. It had totally slipped my mind that his piss was filled with strong chems, and it sent me flying high. "You feel it?" He asks me in a hushed tone. It really tickles him that I'm high as a kite in public. We get dressed and leave the bathhouse. I get home(somehow) and try to get some sleep. This is impossible. I am shaking like a leaf and sweating buckets. I go to the bathroom to have a cold shower. I look in the mirror. My face frightens me, it looks so different to what I usually see. There is a deadness in my eyes. I try not to focus on it, and shower and change. By the time this is done it's almost time to head out the door again. I get to Tom's apartment again, his eyes are red. He looks like he's just shot up. "Hey baby, come in" I come in and undress. "Ready for another slam?"

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.

My master and I had several play sessions after our first, where he gave me my first taste of tina and it unleashed my inner sub pig. I'd go to his dungeon, he'd give me a big pipe hit, and then tell me what new kink he was going to let me try. I love rimming his ass -- I'm plenty oral anyway, so that came natural to me. He probably wouldn't have had to get me high to rim his gorgeous ass. I certainly didn't mind that he did. He had to get me really high before I let him fist me, but I was glad I did. We turned into friends, too. Not boyfriends. I want a long term relationship, but besides liking to get high and have kinky sex, we had nothing in common. He wanted a full-time master/slave thing, and that's not me. I've got a good day job. Monday-Friday, I'm a nerdy software engineer, but Friday evening, I take off the khakis and polo shirt and and turn into... well, a nasty meth pig. The double life alone turns me on. Someone from work will say, "how was your weekend?" and I'll come up with a lie like "I did some yard work" while I'm thinking, "I spent it smoking crystal meth and trying new perverted sex practices. How about you?" We started getting together for lunch during the week sometimes. One week, he said, "I've got a surprise for you this weekend." "What's that?" "Now, it wouldn't be a surprise if I told you, would it? Let's just say you've done great learning how to be a sub pig and you're going to get a reward." I grinned at him. "You're a fucking tease." "Yeah," he replied. "And you love it." I couldn't stop guessing what it was. A new high? He told me before about GHB, but said it was damn hard to find. I had long wondered what it would be like drop acid, but he said he had no idea where to score that. Maybe he had some new toy for us to try. He had mentioned electro-stim, and I said he'd have to get me higher than ever. Maybe he was gonna give me a slam for the first time and just see what inhibitions I had left? He knew the clouds were a fetish for me. Slamming... I wanted to try it, but it also intimidated me a little. I was like the proverbial kid at Christmas, wondering what was in that big box under the tree. Well, except kids don't usually stroke off thinking about what's in the box... I went to his place after work Friday. He let me in and I started to head to the dungeon, when he said, hold on, boi. Master has to show you something." He turned the screen of his laptop to face me. It has a cam showing the dungeon. "I just hooked it up. Several cams, I can act from all angles." I looked confused. "Watch? Won't you be there?" "Not at first." He pressed a button and the view switched to another angle. There was a guy in there. Younger than master and me, looked like he was probably just out of college. He was dressed, but I was guessing swimmers' build. Not really a twink but kind of tending that way. Not my type -- I prefer stocky guys, closed to my own age, but I wouldn't kick him out of bed, either. "That, boi, is your surprise. I met him on-line. He says he's 'bi-curious' but I think he's just in denial about wanting lots of sex with men. And he's got sub fantasies, too." "So I'm going to..." "Give him his first lessons. I want to watch you dominate him. You teach him how to be a good sex pig, then I'll come in and you'll both serve my whims." "I don't know if I could dominate someone." "You want to keep your master satisfied, don't you?" "Yes, sir!" "Then teach him to be a good little pig like you." "Smoke him up?" "Fuck yeah. I asked him if he'd get high. He said he liked smoking weed. I told him this isn't weed; this is something that'll rock your world and make you want to do things you'd never imagine." "And he wants to?" "He said he'd try it once." "So I'm making him into a dirty meth whore like me." "Exactly, boi. Let's go meet him." We went into the dungeon. The new guy looked at me. His face was a mix of curiosity and nervousness. I could tell he was wondering what he was getting into, but wanting to experience something new. My master looked at him. "This, boi, is my best slave. I've been teaching him to be a good little sub sex pig, and how to serve my piggy needs. He's going to give you your first lessons and decide if a inexperienced guy like you is capable of serving my needs. You willing to prove yourself to him before you get to serve me?" "Sure!" "Fuck, you're a remedial student. Failed your first test. Give him his first lesson." "Show some respect to our master. He's not one of your buddies; he's a wild pig and we're lucky to even get the chance to be his sex toys. Try again, with respect." I thought for a moment and added, "Bitch." "Yes sir!" Master said, "that's better. I need to name you two, I can't call you both boi. My experienced slave is 'whore' now, because he's a dirty whore. New guy is slut. I don't even know if he'd one of those, but that'll give him something to aspire to." Slut smiled. "I'll earn it, sir. I'll do what it takes." "Good slut. I'll leave you two alone now. I'll be watching you on the cams as long as you stay interesting. I'll watch porn otherwise." He closed the door and left me with slut. I wasn't sure what to do, so I figured I'd get high and at least turn my perv on. But I figure I'd see how he likes Miss Tina, too. "Okay, slut, master said you wanted to get high. Still want to?" "Yes, sir!" "I'm not sir. Master is sir. I'm his whore, just here to serve him. I'm training you to serve him, because he wants me to. When I'm here, I have one role: please him. Now, slut, you want to get high with me?" "If whore thinks that will make me a better slave to our master, then I do." "Good answer. Did he tell you what we smoke?" "Just that it's a lot stronger than pot." "I won't bullshit you. I'm not some asshole who'll lie about this. This is crystal meth. A lot stronger than pot doesn't cover it. Meth is wild stuff. Before I had my first hit of it, I was really vanilla sexually. It unleashed a sub pig side in me that I had no idea was there. And I fucking loved it. I can't promise you it will do that to you. It doesn't maker everyone into a pig. If you don't have a pig side, it won't give you one. But if you have fantasies of wild sex, being used by men... you'll find a new side of yourself. And I will take advantage of it. And master will really take advantage of it. You want a hit?" "Yeah. I'll see what it does to me. I was in a frat in college. When I was pledging, they made us serve the older guys. I... thought it was hot. This will make me feel like that again?" "Fuck yeah. I'll give you your first hit like master give me mine. I'll shotgun you, take a hit myself then exhale into your mouth. You inhale, then hold it in a few seconds. I'll tell you now, it'll taste nasty at first, and it'll hit you fast and hard." I got the pipe out of master's storage box. It was loaded for me. I did my ritual, light the torch with the lighter, melt the T in the bowl, take a long, slow inhale.... and I motioned slut into me. He leaned in, opened his mouth, and I put my lips to his and exhaled. I let him take it in, and after a few seconds I said "let it out now, slut. Feel it yet?" His expression said "fuck yeah, I feel it, and I love it." He finally just said, slowly, "fuuuuuuck." "What do you want to do now, slut?" "Whatever you tell me. Teach me to be a whore like you." "Good slut. Miss Tina does to you what she does to me, makes you want to please a man. It's really hot, isn't it, slut? Just taking one hit of crystal and getting all piggy turns me on like mad." He hesitated a bit, but said, "Yeah. I like this." "Wait till we start playing together. You'll love it. Let's start the lessons. You ever suck cock?" "A few times." "You like doing it?" "Yeah, It's hot, pleasing a guy like that." "You're got the makings of a sub pig already. Let's see if you're good enough to suck my master's cock. He won't expect you to be great at it, since you're a new pig, but he does have some standards." "You want me to suck yours, whore?" "Soon. But let me see you stroke yourself first. See if you know how to treat a cock," "Should I get naked?" "Yeah, I need to see if slut's body will please master." He took off his clothes and I looked him over. He wasn't a washboards abs type, but nicely built. Not a gym bunny, but took care of himself at least. Like I said, I like a little stockier and hairier, but he was pretty good looking. And I was high so I was willing to play with him... for my master, at least. His cock... damn, if he had described it on-line, I would have thought he made it up. It was flaccid, dangling like a limp dish rag, but long. I'd guessed it would probably be nine inches fully erect. I started hoping master would order him to fuck me, but that was for later. "Okay, slut, Stroke it. Show me how you please yourself." He looked around the room. "Can I get in the bed? That's where I always stroke off." "Sure. If master likes you, he might let you play in lots of places, but the bed's fine for now." He lied down on the bed, on his back, and started playing with that gorgeous cock. He was enjoying himself, too, moaning like a slut should. I complimented him. "Good, you're a moaner. I like that, and master likes that. Never try to fake it, though. Master can tell, and he won't like it." He stroked more, moaned more, and gasped out, "this feels amazing. I've never felt so good from just playing with myself. It's the meth, right?" "Right. You like it?" "Love it. Can I have more?" "You've got to earn it. Stroke it some more, get it nice and hard. Let me see it rock hard and I'll give you another hit. Want to see me have another?" "If you want to show me one, I do." "Good slut. You might think it's hot just to watch me. Master blows huge clouds, and I really get turned on watching him." I picked up the pipe, and took a long, slow, huge hit. I didn't even exhale, just let the cloud pour out of my mouth. He gasped and started stroking his cock faster, moaning like he was going mad with pleasure. "Fuck that was hot to watch, whore. Can you teach me to do that?" "An eager student. You're doing great so far. Are you good and hard yet?" "I.. no, slut. I'm not. I feel great, but I can't..." I didn't let him finish. "That's crystal dick. Tina makes it hard to get hard, and hard to stay hard. It still feels great, though. But tina also makes it take longer to come. Ever had your ass fucked, slut?" He looked a little embarrassed. "Once." "How long did it take the other guy to shoot his wad?" "Not long. 10-15 minutes maybe." I laughed a little. "Tina makes it take hours to come. But that means hours of intense sex. You think you can handle that, slut?" "I'll try, for you and master." "Good answer. Ready for another hit? I was just messing with you when I said you had to be good and hard to get one, because I knew you wouldn't be. Want to to to do it yourself?" "I'll try." I handed him the pipe and he put it in his mouth. "Don't hold the flame too close to the bowl. You'll burn your t and it'll taste even worse. About an inch away. Don't inhale till the bowl fills with smoke, and inhale slowly." I watched. He did well, and I nodded my approval. He exhaled a decent cloud. "Not bad for a beginner. Feeling it?" "Fuck yeah. This is amazing stuff." "What does it make you want to do?" "Suck you. Make you moan like I was moaning." "Good slut. It does the same thing to me -- the pipe leaves my mouth and I want to replace it with a cock. You can suck me, but I'll show you one thing first, something you can do to me. Watch and learn." I took another hit, bent over him, and slowly blew another huge cloud over his cock. He didn't moan this time, he fucking gasped with delight. "Slut likes that, huh?" "Yeah. Felt great, so warm. And it made me feel slutty, watching a meth cloud flow around my dick." "You like feeling slutty like that, right?" "Oh, yeah." "You're turning into a meth whore like me. Enjoy it." "I am, loving every minute." "Ready to suck me?" "Can't wait." "Take a hit and blow a cloud on my cock first. Then show me what you can do with your mouth when you're full of T. I know you've not sucked a lot of cock. Just try different things with your tongue and lips, and see what I respond to." He reached for the pipe as I took off my clothes. I saw him looking at my cock. "It's not long, but it's thick. See how much you can get into your mouth." He took the hit and blew his best cloud yet on my cock. I moaned with pleasure. I exaggerated it a bit, to encourage him, but it really felt great. And he did what I told him he'd want to do -- replace the pipe with cock. And he didn't hesitate a bit. He wasn't much on technique, but I could tell he loved having a cock in his mouth. He wasn't ready to deep throat me yet, but he took me in plenty far. I moaned, louder and longer, and didn't exaggerate this time. He responded to my praise by sucking even more vigorously. "Oh, yeah", I told him. "We're kindred spirits.Tina makes us want cock, turns us into sex fiends. Master and I will teach you to do things you'd never think of doing without being high, things you;d never imagine people do for sex. You might not like all of it, but you'll want to try it all, because master wants you to, and because you want to find out what being a total sex pig is all about. You want that?" Slut was so cock hungry he tried to answer with my cock still in his mouth. "Slut can come up for air now. This isn't a race. We're going to play for hours. What was slut saying?" "Whore, I don't know how big a pig I can be, but I wanna learn." "You willing to earn your lessons? What if master wanted you to go to whatever bar you young pretty gay bois go to wearing a shirt that said 'Total Meth Whore'?" "I'd wear it with pride. I'd love to see who noticed." "You know your place, and you love it. Let's give you your next lesson... Let's see if you like nip play." I pinched each of his nipples and started to twist. He moaned. I nodded. "Pain and pleasure together, slut. It hurts but it feels even better. Want me to make it hurt more?" He didn't ask, he begged. "Please... this is so hot. More..." I don't know how to test a new pigs limits like my master does, but I knew what to do here. I let his nipples go. He gasped with relief but his expression said he wanted more. "Fuck, enjoying some pain is part of being a sub pig, But you really get turned on by that, don't you, slut? It's the hottest thing you've even done, right?" He was still gasping. "Yeeeeeesssss..." "Master and I will see just how much you can take. We'll take you all the way to your limits, see how much pain you like. You want that, slut?" "Fuck yeah." "You ever had any idea you'd like that?" "A little. But I didn't want to go there." "You're there now. What do you think?" "I love discovering this side of me. I know it's because I'm really high..." "And You. Don't. Fucking. Care. You just want to smoke more and explore more. Do I understand slut's mind?" "Yeah." "You ready to find out just how much of a dirty, nasty sex pig you can be? Ready to try whatever our master says for you to do?" I saw the hesitation. He loved it so far, but he was feeling intimidated. "Okay. Master will push your limits, show you a kinky world that would have scared you to death a few days ago. But he won't make you do anything you don't want to do. You have to be willing to be a kinky little pig to keep serving him, but it's all your choice. You can stop when you want. But as long as you stay a horny little pig, eager to serve master, he'll keep you high and horned." "I want it." And Master came into his dungeon then. "Good job, whore. You took slut and found what really makes him piggy. You were easier on him then I'd be, but I didn't expect you to be able to switch from submissive meth whore to dom pig anyway." "And whore? When I said I had a surprise for you. I lied." I looked at Master. "Wasn't slut my surprise?" "Yeah, but I didn't tell you there's a second surprise. I've told my pig friends about the dirty little whore I found, how tina makes him into a completely submissive slut. So they're having a party. Well, more like a banquet. And you, my dirty little whore, are the main course. You're going to serve a room full of pigs like the dirty whore you are. We'll give you pipe hits so you keep wanting to serve. You want that?" Fuck. I had always had orgy fantasies, and meth made them wilder. I wasn't sure if I was ready to go that far, but I knew what to do. "May I smoke, Master?" Master laughed. "What a meth pig you are. You're not sure if you want to be that kinky, so you ask for a hit to lose your inhibitions." "The pipe got me here. Might as well let it take me the rest of the way." Master gave me the pipe and I took a hit so big I thought my lungs would burst. And I held it in much longer than usual. I didn't care about the cloud, I wanted to be higher than I've ever been so I could prove I had turned into a complete pig. "Where's the party, Master? I'm ready." "We'll get there. Slut. you come too. Just watch. See if you want to be my next whore to share with my friends." I swear, slut's cock got half an inch longer just from being turned on by the suggestion. "Yes, sir. I'd love to." "All right, whore, Get ready for the piggiest night of your life." To Be Concluded

[Moderator's note: It is super illegal to post erotic stories about underage guys. I have edited this story to clarify that all parties are of age.] I just had the hottest roleplay chat online and I wanted to share it with you guys. I hope you enjoy it and that I can update with more stories soon: <boned dad> fuck, love to get you high and breed you > hey, thanks > into roleplay? <boned dad> sure man <boned dad> what roles turn you on? > dad giving his son his first slam <boned dad> mmmm how old? > anything over of legal age <boned dad> nice. 18? > perfect > you catch me smoking weed <boned dad> son! what the hell are you doing? > fuck! nothing dad... it's just tobacco <boned dad> don't lie to me! <boned dad> (i grab the joint from you and inhale) > well... my friend Josh gave it to me <boned dad> well, Josh has some shitty weed, son <boned dad> i'm very disappointed in you > sorry dad... <boned dad> you know you shouldn't hide anything from me > i know... i won't do it again <boned dad> don't lie to me, son. i know how good it feels to get high > you smoke too dad? <boned dad> (i smack your ass) <boned dad> i do lots of stuff, son. i guess you're old enough now... <boned dad> (i pull out my keys) > yeah, now that i turned 18... <boned dad> come down to my workshop with me <boned dad> (i unlock the basement door) > i follow you down <boned dad> so be honest with me, son. what all have you done? > you mean drugs dad? just weed, i promise <boned dad> hmm. and just with Josh/ <boned dad> ? > yup <boned dad> is his weed ever better than this ditch shit? > well, i've only tried it a couple times, but yeah it's always the same <boned dad> hmmm...sit down, son > i sit <boned dad> you know you're safe with dad down here, right? > yeah dad, i know i am <boned dad> (i ruffle your hair) <boned dad> you're such a good kid > (i chuckle) > thanks dad <boned dad> so...would you like to feel what it's like to get really high with me? > really high?? <boned dad> yeah. like a 1000 times better than Josh's weed > 1000 times?? for real??? <boned dad> at least! definitely for real <boned dad> look, sit here and relax for a minute <boned dad> (i go into the basement bathroom) > (i stay there waiting) <boned dad> (you hear me opening cabinets, then hear water running briefly) <boned dad> (what are you wearing?) > (shorts and tank top) <boned dad> (perfect!) <boned dad> (i come back out carrying a plate like a tray; you can't see what's on it) <boned dad> ok, son, it's time for some big boy drugs > (i'm visibly excited) <boned dad> now, i want you to close your eyes and relax > (i smile and close my eyes) <boned dad> raise your right arm for me > (i raise it) <boned dad> (i squeeze your bicep and trace my finger along your veins) <boned dad> ok, hold still for just a minute > (i hold still) <boned dad> (you feel something stretchy wrapping tightly around your bicep) <boned dad> (then a wet coolness as i swap a spot on your arm with an alcohol pad) <boned dad> this is going to sting for just a second > (i breathe intensely) > ok dad <boned dad> (i ease the needle into your swollen vein) > ouch <boned dad> (i watch the flash of blood register in the needle) <boned dad> it'll feel ok in just a couple of seconds, baby > i can't help to open my eyes <boned dad> (i inject you) <boned dad> stay calm, son, dad knows what he's doing > what are you giving me dad...?? <boned dad> this is called meth, son. you've probably heard about it, and heard that it's really bad <boned dad> but wait just one minute before you get scared or mad, ok? > ....... ok dad... if you say so... <boned dad> (i kiss your forehead) <boned dad> that's my good boy <boned dad> now i'm going to remove this strap that's called a tourniquet <boned dad> it's going to be intense, son <boned dad> you might start coughing really hard > how much are you giving me dad?? <boned dad> some guys even...get off in their pants <boned dad> this is 0.4, son. it's a good, strong dose <boned dad> are you ready, baby? > (i nod) <boned dad> i love you > i love you too dad <boned dad> (i remove the tourniquet) > COUGH, COUGH, COUGH <boned dad> (i grab you and hug you to me) <boned dad> (breathe gently in your ear, rub your strong back) > ohhhhhh fuck.... OOOOHHHHH FUUUUUUCK <boned dad> does it feel good, baby? > it feels..... AMAZING <boned dad> (i can see sweat already rising on yoru forehead and pecs) <boned dad> mmmm better than Josh's weed, right? > oh dad.... SO MUCH BETTER <boned dad> (i sit next to you on the couch and pull another point off the plate) <boned dad> you want dad to get high with you son? > of course dad... you want me to help you? <boned dad> sure, baby, i'd love that <boned dad> (i hold up my arm) <boned dad> first we need to put on the strap <boned dad> (i flex a little muscle for you quickly) > (i place the strap around your arm) <boned dad> see how my veins are bulging out? > fuck yeah <boned dad> haha that was an interesting response, son. you like that? > you like so fucking sexy dad > look <boned dad> you look hot as hell son <boned dad> (i stare into your huge eyes) > (all black) <boned dad> now feel dad's veins and find one that's big and strong > this one dad? <boned dad> that's perfect son <boned dad> now wipe it clean with the alchohol pad > (i wipe it) <boned dad> ok, i'm going to put the needle in this time, but i'll teach you how over time <boned dad> (i pierce the skin) > (i nod, sweaty and excited) <boned dad> now i'm going to draw a little blood up into the syringe to make sure everything's set right <boned dad> (i flash blood) > (i feel my sweaty upper body as i watch) <boned dad> (i feel my throbbing cock tenting my gym shorts) <boned dad> i bet you feel really sexy, son <boned dad> horny as fuck, right? > i fucking do dad <boned dad> probably feel like you could fuck a hole in the wall <boned dad> (i chuckle) > lol <boned dad> you probably haven't even noticed what's happened to your dick yet <boned dad> (i brush my knee against the limp package in your shorts) > (i shake my head and feel my limp crotch) > (it's oozing precum though) <boned dad> never been so horny but so soft, have youy > yeah dad, it's true <boned dad> that's very common, son. it happens to most guys <boned dad> dad is one of the lucky ones, though <boned dad> want to see something cool? > YEAH!! <boned dad> pull down my shorts and let my dick out, ok? > (i pull them down) <boned dad> (my dick jumps and throbs rock hard in front of your face) <boned dad> you ready? > woooooooooooow > ready.... for what dad? <boned dad> you'll see <boned dad> (i shoot up and start a countdown) <boned dad> 3... <boned dad> 2... <boned dad> 1... <boned dad> (i pull of the strap and my entire body tenses and jerks) <boned dad> (my cock erupts with a thick heavy load of cum that splashes onto your face) > (i look at you intensely) <boned dad> FUUUUUUUUUUCK!!! <boned dad> holy fuck son you look so hot > (ropes and ropes of hot thick cum hit my face|) <boned dad> (i drag a finger through the cum on your cheek) <boned dad> have you ever tasted Josh's jizz baby? > (i shake my head) <boned dad> mmmm i think you will, soon <boned dad> (i drag my cum soaked finger over your lower lip) > (i instinctively open my mouth) <boned dad> (i slide my finger over your wet tongue, leaving a trail of goo) > (i moan loudly) <boned dad> mmm suck on daddy's finger baby > (i close my eyes and suck on your cummy fingers) > tastes so good dad <boned dad> your mouth feels so good son <boned dad> (eyes all black, staring into your black holes) <boned dad> (i pull your face to mine and kiss you, licking my jizz off your tongue) > i feel your muscled torso <boned dad> i feel your slender sweaty body <boned dad> did you even know you liked dudes, son? > (i shake my head, staring at your black eyes) <boned dad> that's a miracle of meth, son. it turns all men gay <boned dad> (i lick your ear) <boned dad> i think that's because it's how we're meant to be <boned dad> (i reach into your underwear and squeeze your ass) <boned dad> how do you like that, son? > oh yeah dad, feel my firm jock ass <boned dad> you like that? (i slip my fingers into your trench and brush against your pucker) > (i look into your black eyes, nod and groan) <boned dad> get on the floor, son. hands and knees, face down and ass up > (i get myself in position for you) <boned dad> (i pull down your shorts, exposing your muscled young jock bubble) <boned dad> (i spread your smooth white cheeks and begin feasting on your virgin hole) > (u prefer me slightly hairy or smooth?) > woooooooooooow, your tongue feels AMAZING dad <boned dad> (slightly hairy if you like that) <boned dad> mmmm baby your ass tastes amazing <boned dad> (my tongue brushes the soft hairs around your boypussy) > (my pink virgin hole opening up) <boned dad> (you hear a squishy noise as i stroke lube onto my cock) <boned dad> (i rise onto my knees) <boned dad> (i rub my leaking cockhead against your pink virgin hole) <boned dad> do you want it son? > (oh yes please dad, give me that fat cock) <boned dad> (i press in, stretching your boyhole with my fat dad cockhead but not fully entering) > oh dad, meth feels awesome, thanks for showing all this to me <boned dad> i'm glad to share with you, son. we can do this any time you want > i could do this all the time dad!! <boned dad> (i push inside you, stretching you wide as i sink two inches of cock into your hole) <boned dad> haha that's the spirit! <boned dad> i usually only party once or twice a month, on weekends when you're at your mom's > fuck me dad, fuck me PLEASE <boned dad> mmmm yea baby, u know what u need > I WILL ALWAYS STAY WITH YOU FROM NOW ON DAD <boned dad> (i begin pumping in your ass) <boned dad> YES YOU WILL! <boned dad> WE'LL STAY HIGH AND FUCK ALL THE TIME BABY <boned dad> (ramming and slamming hard into your virgin ass) <boned dad> (feeling you rip open around my hard fat daddy cock) > (you notice some pink on your cock but i keep moaning) <boned dad> (i pull out and drag my dick across your muscular ass, watching the pink foam spread over your white skin) <boned dad> (i plunge back in and fuck harder) > i reach back and shove 2 fingers in my stretched boypussy <boned dad> oh FUCK SON! you're a natural METH WHORE! <boned dad> (i'm so surprised and proud that i nut in your hole) > fuck yeah dad, this meth is AWESOME > WOOOOOOW, WHAT'S THAT WARM FEELING? <boned dad> (i keep pumping feeling cum dribbling onto my balls and down your thighs) <boned dad> that's daddy's CUM, son! FILLING YOU UP > woooooooooooooow <boned dad> (finally my cock softens and flops out) > are you knocking me up dad? <boned dad> I SURE AM SON! BREEDING YOUR BOY HOLE! > i nfinger it and lick my pink fingers <boned dad> (i flip you around and slap my dripping dick on your face) <boned dad> SUCK DADDY CLEAN BOY > (i take it in my mouth) > (moaning, looking at you with my black eyes) <boned dad> mmmmmm yeaaaaah SUCK THAT DICK like a WHORE <boned dad> (hands in your soaking wet hair, staring into your black eyes) > (i feel you using your fingers on my cunt as i lick you clean) <boned dad> mmmm that PUSSY is still HUNGRY aint it son > oh yes dad, so hungry!! <boned dad> my dick is gonna be dead for a while, son, but i'm gonna get you FED <boned dad> (i open a cabinet and rummage around) <boned dad> (i come back with some clothes. you don't wonder why i have teen sized clothes in my workshop) > (i look at you, all wired) <boned dad> (i hand you a Bike jockstrap, a pair of tight black leggings, and a mesh tank top) <boned dad> put these on son > (i nod and put them on) <boned dad> mmm yeah u look like a fucking whore baby <boned dad> (i pinch your nips) <boned dad> we're gonna have to get these pierced > mmmmm i likehow that sounds dad <boned dad> (i run into the bathroom and come back with a black bag) <boned dad> (i hug you tight) <boned dad> one more thing baby > i see myself in the mirror > yes dad? <boned dad> (i reach down the back of your leggings and scoop a big glob of pink cum out of your leaking hole) <boned dad> (i rub it into your floppy teen hair, obvious to anyone who's looking) <boned dad> now you really look the part, son <boned dad> go get in the car! > i smile > i jump in the car <boned dad> (i start the engine and open the garage door) <boned dad> how u feeling baby? > so fucking hungry dad > (i take my head out of the window, all the neighbourhead can see) <boned dad> mmmm good boy <boned dad> (i head down the road, slow so everyone can get a look) <boned dad> have you ever heard of a bath house, son? > (i feel my dad's jizz oozing out of my ravaged pussy) > no dad, what is that? <boned dad> it's a place where men go to party and play together. have you heard of party and play? > (i shake my head) <boned dad> "party" means doing meth <boned dad> and "play"...well, i bet u figured that out > i'd love to do more meth with you dad <boned dad> (i squeeze your thigh and laugh) <boned dad> me too son! and we will, soon <boned dad> (we drive outside of town, into a dark industrial area, and i pull up at what looks like a warehouse with a lot of cars in the big lot) <boned dad> now try to act cool, ok son? > sure dad <boned dad> (brb one sec) > (ok) <boned dad> we walk across the lot to the heavy door <boned dad> let me go in first, u stay behind me > (i do as you say) <boned dad> (we walk into a small lobby. there's a man behind a desk and another locked door to our side) <boned dad> hey, tony! how's it going? got two tonight, only need one room though <boned dad> (tony looks over my shoulder at you, he knows the tricks) <boned dad> he says, "dude, i gotta see that kid's id" > (he notices my black pupils and chuckles) <boned dad> (i put my black bag on the counter) <boned dad> it's all cool. (i show your id) <boned dad> (he grins, shrugs, and takes my cash and hands me a key and two towels) <boned dad> (the locked door buzzes and opens. i grab your hand) <boned dad> let's go, SON > yes DAD <boned dad> (i see Tony's eyes pop wide open) <boned dad> (i lead you to our room, men of all types and ages watching you as we pass through) <boned dad> ever dreamed of anything like this, son? dark corridors full of horny men? > no, to be honest, but it feels so exciting right now DAD <boned dad> (i ruffle your sweaty, cummy hair) <boned dad> good boy! how's your pussy feeling? > oh DAD, it's so WET and HUNGRY <boned dad> mmmm good. let's make sure it's good and ready though. bend over the bed > (i bend over in just my jock) <boned dad> (i give your leaking hole a good licking while i pull a prepared baby syringe out of my bag) <boned dad> now this is going to hurt a little bit when it goes in, but it's worth it <boned dad> (i push the fat tube into your ass and inject you with a STRONG booty bump) > are you giving me more METH dad?? <boned dad> what, u don't want any more? <boned dad> (i wink my black eye at you) > oh yes please dad, fill me up with it > ouch, it burns <boned dad> mmm that's my boy <boned dad> it does! but it will feel AMAZING in just a minute. try to hold the water inside, ok? > (i nod and squirm on the bed) <boned dad> now you have a choice <boned dad> do you want to wear your slutty whore clothes <boned dad> (i pick up the mesh tank top and leggings) <boned dad> or do you want to go out in just your jock and towel? > just jock dad, no towel <boned dad> (i hug you, my sweaty chest hair brushing against the light hairs on your glistening pecs) <boned dad> good boy! OK, let's empty u out real quick <boned dad> (i take your hand, lead you out, lock the door, and take you down the hall) <boned dad> (i whisper in your ear) see anything you like, baby? > (i point to a big musclebear) <boned dad> mmm good eye <boned dad> (i look at the musclebear and nod; he follows us) <boned dad> (i walk us past the bathroom to the open shower area beside the whirlpool) <boned dad> (a dozen men are watching me lead a sexy teen-aged meth zombie around) <boned dad> ok, now let's get that water out of you > i smile dumbly at them <boned dad> (i turn you around so you face the wall, your big bubble butt facing the crowd) <boned dad> now just squat down and squeeze like you're pooping, ok? > yes DAD <boned dad> (i run warm water from the shower onto you) > (i squeeze and water and cum pours out) <boned dad> (you hear gasps and moans from the crowd when a flood of water and cum pours out) <boned dad> i lean in close and whisper, how does ur pussy feel NOW son? > (i instinctively use my hands to spread my cheeks) > so FUCKING HUNGRY DAD <boned dad> (i wave the musclebear over to us) <boned dad> did you hear that, bro? my boy here has a hungry cunt! <boned dad> (what does he look like?) > (6'3'', 210, bearded, inked, 9'' pierced cock) <boned dad> (mmmmm) <boned dad> musclebear grunts and grabs his massive cock <boned dad> he walks up behind you and slaps his cockhead on your puffy cunt lips <boned dad> you feel the cold metal of his piercing trace along your pucker > i feel the metal on his cockhead <boned dad> son, is there something you'd like this nice man to do? > oh please DAD, guide his cock inside of me <boned dad> with pleasure, son <boned dad> (i step behind the musclebear, my semi hard cock pressed against his meaty furry ass) <boned dad> (i reach around and grab his dick, sticking a finger in your hole to find its position) <boned dad> (sloooooowly i press his meat into you until you feel his piercing pop inside your hole) > mmmmmmmmmmmm <boned dad> i rub his hairy pecs <boned dad> his ass grinds against my cock as he starts to thrust inside ui > (he asks you if i'm really your son) <boned dad> he sure is, my pride and joy since the day he was born > (he asks you if i take charged loads) <boned dad> are u kidding? would a slut like that turn down any loads? > what's a charged load dad?? <boned dad> it's a special gift, son <boned dad> it's cum from a guy with HIV > do you have HIV too dad? <boned dad> not yet, son. i only top, and its harder to catch that way. you're lucky to be a bottom boy <boned dad> when you're charged up, maybe you can share with dad! > do you wanty me to get it DAD? <boned dad> (my dick jumps back to life) <boned dad> i DO, son. i want MY BOY to get KNOCKED UP! <boned dad> (the musclebear nods at a tall red haired jock who leaves the crowd and comes over) <boned dad> (i see the biohazard tat above his pierced belly button) <boned dad> (he's 6'4", skinny, smooth, and has a rock hard 8.5" cock) > (fuck, it's an amazing roleplay, but i need to wrap it up) <boned dad> (looks like he could be anywhere from 25 to 45, clearly a heavy meth user) <boned dad> (cool man, it has been great!) > (fuck, do you always log in with this nickname?) <boned dad> (haha i don't, sometimes i'm more fake lol. do you always use this one?) > most of the time yes <boned dad> sweet. i'll look for you > look up for me will you? <boned dad> i definitely will! > take care DAD!! <boned dad> you too SON!!!!

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

And his other postings are hot too. He definitely has a nice cock.

Very hot story, you can always count on family to know what you need before you do, a nice toxic load of cum to transform you into the bb cum slut that you do not realize that you are yet

http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=yXknR-G895- guy with a scorpion tattoo breeds

I said something similar to this before in another forum, but... I'm a white guy there is a lil bit of latent racism in this forum about black men, as well as a lot of "mandingo" fetishization going on in here. I've been with guys from all walks of life, including many black men, and I've had two ex's that are black, and I can assure you that many of the stereotypes are false or greatly exaggerated. Black dicks, just like men of all races come in all different sizes, and they are not all "hung fuck gods" I cant even count how many times I've surprised a black guy I'm hooking up with, simply by wanting to top him, instead of "taking his black dick" Additionally very few black men are attracted to the kind of fetishization talk that many talk about in here. (its a huge turn off). This is one of the many reasons so many black men only date and fuck within their race. So quick tip, if you want to attract black men, just treat them like any other guy, and leave words like "BBC" etc out of the convo. As for is it taboo? No unless you are racist or stuck in a old mentality about race relations. This goes for both sides.

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

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

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

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.

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.

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

My first serious boyfriend (circa 1997) has a huge, thick cock, easily 12 inches. He refused to bareback me because he was poz and claimed barebacking gave him infections. His latex wrapped cock was never enjoyable... After I pozzed up, I finally talked him into marking me. He took down to the bathroom in my office building and bred me something fierce. Totally enjoyed that load and the raw ride. Condoms really do suck

very hot man - the first time i got a similar big cock i hat difficulties to take it. i had met him in a park and he had a real monster dick. he tried to fuck me but could only get his dickhead into me.... that was when i was about 16. i met him again several time and i was able to manage his then....

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

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Without going into the details. Lets just say that I licked sucked and fingered a little and she came hard. Never seen a girl squirt before, but she did. After our encounter, we cleaned up and got dressed and went back out to the living room. She looked over at me and said that she really enjoyed my abilities and would like to do it again. I gave her my number thinking "Yeah I'll never hear from her again". Then she left. (as it turns out, she would text me a while later and want to see me again. We did end up dating for a couple of months and to this day I have to say she was probably the most exotic sex I have ever had. but a little crazy upstairs.) I walked into the Kitchen grabbed another beer and sat back on the couch. The whole time my cock screaming at me that he didn't get any attention. Definitely looking like a lotion kind of night. I reached over and grabbed the remote to start the movie again, then grabbed my laptop. Seeing that I have more spam in my inbox I start to go through and delete them. I also notice I still have MH up in another tab and its flashing with an incoming email. Opening that tab I see it's from Bob. "Hey there.. Hardly ever see you on here on a Friday night. What are you up to?" Clicking reply I answer. "Yeah I am usually out at the bars on a Friday, but didn't feel up to it tonight. What are you up to?" Clicking back over to my email I continue to delete the spam in my inbox. My cock is still throbbing in my pants. I see an email pop in on the MH tab. Clicking back over I open the email. From Bob. "Hehe yeah I hear you there, well if you're wanting that ass worked over bring it over and I will put this cock in it." Clicking reply. "Hmmmmm sounds very tempting, I am very horny tonight, but here's the thing. I have been thinking about this for a while now and have made a decision, if I come over tonight and let you fuck me, I don't want you to pull out. I want you to cum in me." Clicking on send. I can't believe I just typed that out to him. Yes I have been thinking about it, but I just actually asked for it. Also thinking "Man I am offering relief to everyone but myself." I see a reply back from Bob and open it. "Wow you really want me to cum in you? I am all for it, but should warn you that I did cum already today, so when I do shoot it won't be as much as normal." Replying "Yes I really do want you too, been on my mind for a while now and been wondering what it is like to have a guy cum in me. It's okay that you won't have the normal load but I want you to be able to cum too." Sent

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

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

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

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

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.

It started out when I was cruising on the internet trying to meet someone who could "show me the ropes." You see, up to this point I had only been with one guy; and that was a very limited experience. A little oral (no cumming), that ended with me jerking myself off. The guy wanted to fuck my ass, but he didn't want to use lube, and he wanted to do it bareback. I was nervous about diseases, and very tight. His cock was short but thick, and there's no way it was going to go in willingly without lube. So, anyway, back to the story. I'm on a cruising site looking for a guy. After about half an hour, I find one that has a nice-looking cock, and seems pretty normal. We begin to chat, and he's very excited about showing me the ropes. He says he's been with lots of anal virgins, and knows how to work it so it'll be enjoyable for both of us. So, we talk for about twenty minutes about experiences, and what I'm willing to do. Basically, I tell him I'm looking to give oral, and would like it if he came in my mouth (swallowing was a maybe); and that I would like to get my ass fucked for the first time; I'd like my ass to end up as a gaping hole; and I'd like pictures of my face and ass being used (before, during, and after) so I'd have them for future correspondence. I told him that any anal sex had to be protected because I was DD free and want to stay that way. My wife was away at work, and wouldn't be home until the next day, so I gave him my address, and we agreed he'd meet me at my place in one hour. He told me to shit, take an anal enema, shower, and groom for him in the mean time. So, I took a dump, pumped water from the faucet up my ass until my stomach was big and my bowels were heavy and distended. Then I shit the water out of my ass. I took a shower, and shaved my armpits, chest, stomach, cock, balls, pubes, ass, ass-crack, and the top of my legs. Basically, from the top of my legs to my face I was as smooth as a twelve year-old boy. The hour of meeting came, and he arrived promptly as we had agreed. He came in, and I locked the door. He told me to strip because he wanted to see my body. I seductively (but shyly) stripped out of my clothes and showed him my body. I showed him the front, the sides, and I bent over and pulled my ass cheeks apart so he could see my back. We went into the bedroom, he stripped down, and we began to suck each others' cocks. We were laying on our sides, facing each other, a cock in each of our mouths. It felt so wonderful to have his hard cock sliding in between my lips and into my mouth. In fact I was enjoying his cock in my mouth so much, mine started to go soft. He asked what was wrong, and I told him. He said he wanted tonight to be memorable for me, so he suggested he just work on me for a while. So, he had me lay on my back, with my legs apart, and he started seductively sucking on my cock. He bobbed his head up-and-down with slow deliberate firm strokes. He told me to put my arms up, over my head, so I would feel more exposed and I would relax and just enjoy it. I did so, but felt a little shy. He suggested he tie my wrists so I can be exposed and just enjoy it without thinking about it. The thought of it really turned me on, so we did. So I let him tie each of my wrists firmly to the bed's headboard, and now my arms were spread and over my head. I felt so naked and exposed, it was wonderful. He went back to working on my cock, and then started working on my balls. After a while he started licking that area between my balls and my ass, and then, he started to lick my asshole. It felt really intense, but it tickled at the same time, so I squirmed a lot. He said that having my ass hole eaten out would feel really good, would relax me, and would make it feel real good and not hurt when he fucked me. He suggested tying my legs up to the same spots that my arms were so that I wouldn't wiggle, and I could just enjoy it. I eagerly agreed. He tied one end of each of the strings around each of my knees, and then tied the other ends to the headboard. Now, my hands were bound over my head, and my legs were bound spread apart and up in the air. I really couldn't move all that much, but it felt really liberating. He told me I had a beautiful tight puckered hole, and said he couldn't wait to stretch it tightly around his cock. He licked my ass for a little bit, and then started to gently finger the rim of my asshole. It felt great the way he firmly massaged my rim. Then he stopped, and said he forgot he had to call his friend because they were supposed to meet earlier. I said go ahead and call, and he replied, with a smile, "Don't go anywhere." He went into the living room, and came back a minute later. I couldn't hear what he was saying from the bedroom, but when he came back he seemed like everything was okay. He proceeded to continue probing the outside of my asshole, and then got some Vaseline out of his bag. He worked some of the Vaseline onto the rim of my asshole, and then he slid some up my hole with one of his fingers. He continued filling my ass with more and more Vaseline with his finger, and worked it in as deep as his finger would go. Then, I heard the front door open. In an instant I panicked, but then I heard a man's voice call out, "You in the bedroom?" I was dumbfounded. What was going on? Then, I saw them. Four big strong-looking men came strolling into my bedroom. Two of them were black, and that instantly frightened me because I've seen enough black cock on the internet to know they're normally bigger, and sometimes huge. The original guy turned and told his friends, "Ok, his ass is ready, now I just have to get his eyes and mouth." He quickly pulled out a strange-looking device that he put around my head. It pulled my mouth open very widely and held it in place. Then he put a blindfold over my eyes, so I couldn't see anything but blackness. I felt strong hands, all at once, grabbing both of my ankles and both of my forearms. The original guy started untying my bonds, and I began to relax. Thank god, it was a joke. But then they turned me so that my head and feet were facing the sides of the bed, not the headboard and footboard. Holding my arms over my head, they pulled them downward and tied each of them to a foot of the bed. Now, the back of my head was hanging off the bed, my back was mildy arched, and my arms were bound above my head and as far back as they would go. I couldn't move my arms at all, nor could I move my head much because of the position of my back and arms. Next they tied my right leg by the ankle to the headboard. My right leg was now straight, and pulled as far to the right and toward my head as it would stretch. Then they took my left leg and tied my ankle to the same leg of the bed as my left arm. This forced my left leg to be straight, and as far to the left and as close to my head as it would stretch. I was very immobilized now. Can you picture it?I'm laying on my back, eyes blindfolded, mouth forced open, with my head leaning back off the mattress. Both my arms are hanging off the mattress, over my head, and tied to the legs of the bed. My legs are spread wide and high, and tied in-place. My tight virgin asshole is full of Vaseline and is spread wide-open and positioned 10 inches above the mattress. And, there's five men standing there, with hard cocks waiting for attention. I could hear a camera taking pictures of me, and then I felt a large warm object sliding between my open lips and into my mouth. The camera was still taking pictures (and it continued to do so throughout the entire event), and I realized it was a cock in my mouth. I couldn't really suck it because my mouth was being held open, but it was big enough that I really wouldn't be able to put a lot more pressure on the shaft with my lips anyway. I hear the man above my head tell me, "Yeah, take my cock in your mouth, boy. Do you like it? I hope so, because I'm going to throat-fuck you like a little bitch. His cock was filling my mouth, and my mouth was stretched to the max! Even though my head was already laying back, and was in a perfect condition to take a cock, I still gagged as soon as it started entering my throat. I gagged, coughed, and choked as he pulled his cock from my mouth. He said, "Relax, I'm going to slide all ten inches of this meat down your throat, and I'm going to fuck your face good. Don't worry, I'm going to pull out every ten seconds or so, so you can catch your breath. Just relax, and swallow my cock, and it won't hurt." There's no way I could have deep-throated a cock, and definitely not one that big, without being tied down like that. I still gagged a lot though, probably for the first whole minute, but after a while, my throat got used to the sensation, and my brain began to stop panicking for air because I always got it. It didn't matter though because he was going to fuck my throat regardless of my gagging, and he did. When my throat closed up, he just pushed deeper. Each time, he slid his cock all the way into my face until his balls rested on my nose, and then he pulled half-way out and slammed back in until his balls hit me. He fucked my throat and fucked my throat and fucked my throat. It felt like his cock was sliding all the way into my stomach each time. As my face was violated, my ass was fingered and stretched. First one finger slowly pushed inside my ass to the knuckle, and then it was wiggled, and twisted, and then it slowly eased in and out until my ass accepted it easily. Then two fingers slid up my ass, and wiggled, and twisted, and pumped in and out until my ass accepted them. Then three, and then two sets of two fingers, and then a cock pressed against my hole. I had no idea how big the cock was, I couldn't see or ask, but it felt like it was going to rip my asshole apart as it pressed against it. The cock pressed harder and harder against my hole and then, with a quick pop, the head entered me. It hurt, a lot, but I still had a cock in my throat, and couldn't even attempt to scream. The cock slid deeper into my ass, and deeper and deeper. My ass was burning and aching, and it felt like my body was being split in two. Twelve inches, that's what he said was going inside me. Twelve inches is what was buried in my bowels when I felt his balls resting against my shaved ass cheeks. Once his cock had impaled me, he left it there, he didn't move. My ass was so full of cock, I could feel it in my stomach. It stayed that way, as the man behind me fucked my throat, the other one kept his cock buried inside me to the hilt. Then, the man behind me suddenly yanked his cock from my mouth, and said, "I gotta stop, if I fuck his face anymore I'm going to cum." Quickly, the mouth device was removed from my face, and replaced with a ball-gag. My throat felt terribly empty and raw, and my face was drenched in my own saliva. That's when I heard the original guy say, "Did you guys send out the invitation? How many guys are coming to breed his ass?" One of the guys replied, "Fifteen for sure, but more will probably come. The ones who replied were real excited, it's not every day there's a bound gang-bang pozzing party like this one." Oh god! A pozzing party, I'm negative! As if to answer the question in my head... The first guy asked, "Did you give them the rules?" The second guy answered, "Oh yeah. I told them it was an anonymous pozzing party. The only rule is they had to bareback, they had to cum in his ass, and they had to be HIV positive." The first guy answered back, "Oh good. This guy's going to be so happy. He said he wanted to be pozzed, but was too nervous. It was his idea for the gangbang rape. So, let's get this party started before the rest come." The cock that was buried in my ass began to slide in and out, slowly at first, but with each stroke he picked up pace. He pulled his cock all the way out to the head, and then slammed it all the way back in until his balls slapped against my cheeks. My cock, balls, head, and body were swinging everywhere from his rigorous fucking of my virgin ass. He was fucking me so hard and so fast, I thought surely he had to get tired soon. But he never slowed down, he just pounded my bowels. And then, he just stopped. His cock was buried deep in my guy, and then his whole body started to twitch and he began grunting. It felt like an earthquake in my gut as his enormous cock spasmed and errupted inside my body. When he finished, he slowly and gently eased his cock from my abused hole, and said, "I have to be careful, I want to make sure all my cum stays in him so the pozzing will take." "Oh my god! He shot HIV+ cum inside me! It's just one load, maybe it won't take, maybe I'll be lucky", I thought. But then, another cock slid right up my ass. He was smaller than the first guy, shorter and thinner, and he didn't fuck me as hard, but the result was the same. After a few minutes he pumped his cum deep inside me, and began to gently ease his cock out. As he was easing his cock from my ass, another guy announced, "Hurry, I'm about to cum. Hurry, get your cock out so I can cum inside him." Sure enough, as soon as the second cock came out, the third went in.. It was quick, only a few deep hard thrusts, and he was screaming as his cum mixed with the rest. Once he slid his cock from my ass, it was immediately replaced by a fourth. This guy was pretty big, but not quite as big as the first, or else my ass was getting used to the abuse. He fucked me hard with deep and long strokes for five minutes or so until he spermed my gut. A fifth cock entered my hole and it was a filling experience. I had no concept of cock size at this point, but I do know his cock stretched my asshole tight and filled my gut deep. I was still freaked out about the poz cum soaking in my bowels, but this cock felt great. I began moaning for his cock as he fucked me. He fucked me with different strokes, at different ankles, with different speeds, with different depths, and randomly plowed my chute. He had already been fucking me for ten minutes, my cock was rock hard, slapping against my belly, and I was moaning like a whore; and then I realized the session was almost finished. Five guys came, four cum loads, and now this fifth cock. The confusing feelings of dissapointment and relief were short-lived though, because a moment later I heard a new crowd of men's voices erupt in a cheer of excitement, anticipation, and arousal. The gangbang party had arrived. I was fucked for hours. Each fuck was more or less the same. A nice cock, plowed my ass, and erupted deep inside my gut. I lost count of how many loads I took, I think some guys even filled me more than once, but I do know that sometime around the twentieth load, cum started to leak from my abused gaping ass. I have no idea if I got HIV or not, but assume I did. I can tell you though, that I continue to get bound and gangbang raped by poz guys every month or two. I hope you liked my story. 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I was down by the Mississippi river in Minneapolis, around here they called it bare-ass beach. It was a hot humid night. I just got off of work, a country club near the beach. I decided to head down the iron clad stairs in the dark. I stopped at the bottom to have my eyes adjust to the dark. I changed clothes before leaving the club too. I'm wearing a black tank-top with black spandex shorts with nothing underneath. I walked around the top section of this bath house in the woods. NO one interested me. I went further down to the bottom level. It closer to the river and more hidden spots to do your thing. I noticed men within the trees. I felt hands rubbing my ass, most was excited by my spandex. I stopped by some trees and waited. Some older men stopped by to take a look. I was not interested in them. They went by. A 40ish man stopped in front take a better look. He played with my cock thru the spandex. I was getting hard. He was interested. I went down to suck is cock. It was a 7 inches, cut and beautiful. I started to suck, he started to sigh and moan. He was loving it. I felt some hand playing with my spandex clad ass. I wiggled my ass in hoping he would play with it more. The one playing with my ass leaned over to whisper in my ear. He said, "I want to fuck it." I offered him my ass. He pulled down my shorts, and started to play with my hole. He spit on my hole and lube his cock. He entered very slowly. I was busy sucking the cock before me to noticed that there were 5 to 7 guys watching, some with their cocks out. The stud fucking me stop when he was fully in side me. He fucked very slowly at first. His cock was around 6 inches, I think. He kept on saying; "What a hot ass, what a hot ass." He started to pick up speed. The guy in front was picking up sped too. The guys all around were jerk their cocks faster now. The stud fucking could hold off much longer. In and out, in and out he went. I squeesed my ass. He yelled, "stop it or I'll cum!" I stopped, he kept on going. He started to swing his hips. I was moaning with a cock in my mouth. He stopped fucking and screamed, "Oh, fuck, I'm cumming!!!" He leaned over, I felt his sweaty body on me. He bit my ear. He stopped altogether. sighing and breathing hard, loading me up. He pulled his pants up and while he left he fingered my loose hole. He said, "Now that was one tight ass." He walked away. I was still working on the cock with my mouth. One minute later, another took the fucker's place. This cock was small but think. He started out fast and last only about 2 minutes. He stopped and pulled out. He said, "Yep, it was hot." The guy I was sucking was close. He yelled, "yes!!!" I swallowed his juice. Loved it, a bit salty. He left calling me a "whore." There were 5 guys watching this playing with their hard cocks. I rested on a fallen tree stump. They were waiting to see what I would do. I turned around the stump to offer my used hole. One step up, a young 20ish stud with a buzz cut. He plowed my hole. I screamed he was at least 8 inches. I bagged for more. He delivered. He pounded my hole for over 10 minutes. In and out, in and out. Pounding and pounding. Sweat was dripping from him onto my ass and back. The guys watching were cheering us on. After about 12 minutes he moaned and said, "fuck yeah." "He has a great ass, made for dick." He pulled out and pulled me up to kiss me. While, doing so he whispered, "I came in you twice." He walked away. i was tired and was going to leave. I was stopped from pulling up my spandex shorts by a man with his dick out, a fat 7 incher. He pushed my over the stump and started to eat my ass. "Yum." he said. He ate for about 2 minutes getting a good amount of ass juice and cum. And then pushed his cock in me. We fucked for about 5 minutes. "Take it, take it" was all I heard. Was it him or the audience. Either way I loved it. It was getting late after this fuck. His cock filled me good. I felt it dripping out. People were leaving, so I thought I better too. It was 12:00am. It was about 2 full hours of fucking and sucking. While taking the stairs up to the top, cum was dripping thru the thin fabric. I

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.

This is the story of my first gay bar experience and how I got in over my head. I had just turned 21 and at 6 foot, 180 pounds, I was a good looking guy, if I may say so myself. The day this all appened was a Friday night and my 21st birth day and I decided I was going out to my first gay bar. Since I was new in town I didn’t know that many gay people and being gay just added to that fact, so I was going alone. I was a little nervous and scared. But after e few minutes of walking around the block, I worked up enough nerve to go inside. When they checked my ID and noticed that it was my birthday I was taken immediately to the bar for a free drink. After I downed my beer I walked around, made eye contact with w few cute guys before I settled into a seat at the end of the bar. It didn’t take long before the music got my feet moving and a hottie asked me to dance. I was flattered that this gorgeous stud asked me to dance. He was taller then myself by 4 or 5 inches, and was very muscular. He really knew how to dance and before I knew it we were catching looks from the other guys in the club. We were really dancing up a storm and getting all sweaty when he leaned in, whispered to me that he was ready for a break and a cold one and then kissed me on the cheek. He took my hand and led me off the dance floor, over to the bar where we got two cold beers and headed out to the patio to cool off in the cool air. He told me that his name was Rick and he was 25. He lived close by in a house not that far from the bar with 3 roommates. We sat very close to each other as we drank our beers and chatted about our jobs, hobbies and interests. I told him that I was new in town and that this was my very first time in a gay bar. He leaned in and kissed me again, but this time it was on the mouth. I followed his lead and our lips parted and we were frenching right there in the bar. Now I am no virgin. I am no stranger to man on man sex. But none of that prepared me for what I was going to experience this night. After a few more beers and some more dancing it was getting close to closing time. Rick asked me back to his place to continue my birthday celebration. He said that his roommates were partying back at the house. I said, Let’s go! and thought how cool to be going to a party after spending a great night at my first gay bar. We mad the short walk to his place and headed inside. When we got there I met his roommates. All of them were around his age and just as hot looking. There was Matthew who was 24, a little shorter then Rick and had the same build as me. Next I met Anthony who was 27, about my height but a bigger build then myself. Last there was Nicholas who was Anthony’s twin. They had music playing and porn on the flat panel in the living room. I noticed a sling in the corner of the living room near the kitchen. These guys seemed to be ready for anything tonight. Rick handed me another beer and we sat down and started to make out with his roommate right there watching us. I have to say it was a major turn on to be watched. Soon Rick was progressing thing along. He moved his hand over my crotch and loosened up my belt. Soon enough he found my throbbing 7 inch cut cock and pulled it out as I worked to remove his shirt. The next thing I knew I was losing my pants and shirt at the same time. Rick’s roommates were helping him strip me down. Then they lifted my up and carried me over to the sling. Once they placed me in the sling they put my wrists and ankles in restraints and fastened them down so I could not move. At fist I was a little scared but after Rick kissed me again and told me that everything would be ok and that he knew I would enjoy myself I relaxed. That was until the Anthony and Nicholas held my arm, tied a piece of rubber tubing around my arm and stuck a needle in me. I am sure I had a look of pure horror on my face and all I could say was fuck what did I get myself into. But when they pulled the needle out of my arm and released the tubing I felt as if I couldn’t breath. I coughed for a moment and then I felt warmth over my entire body as the panic I felt turned into a lust that I never felt before and my hole began to quiver and feel very empty and hungry. As this new sensation washed all over me I noticed Rick was now completely naked, between my legs and sliding in his huge cock into my eager hole. A moan escaped my lips as he began to slowly rock his hips in and out of my ass. Man was I feeling good. Then I noticed is that my dick was not hard. Typically I get rock hard when I get fucked and my dick was very soft and about 3 inches not its normal 7+ when I am having sex. I made a comment about it and Mathew said I had Tina dick. Tina dick was a new term that I did not understand, but at that point I did not care. It felt great getting fucked by Rick and soon he leaned down over me, kissed me deep and passionately as he screamed out that he was cumming and with a loud grunt and groan from deep inside him he came, hard. It almost felt as if I could feel something burn deep in my bowels and as he pulled out I realized that he fucked me without wearing a condom. As all this ran through my head at the possibilities of being fucked bare and having my ass filled with Ricks cum and before my hole could close Anthony filled it with his raw dick. Now I had my second cock inside me and all I could do was throw my head back and enjoy the ride. It didn’t really matter any more to me that these guys were fucking me bare since I had one load deep inside me already and a second cock was pushing the first load of cum in deeper. All I knew was I was in over my head and enjoying it. Rick came over and stood by my head as Anthony continues to fuck me. His other roommates were smoking off a glass pipe and passing it around. When Rick got it he took a long hit off of it and then leaned in and kissed me. Then I felt him breathe out into our kiss as I breathed in the smoke from his lungs. He kept his lips locked on mine until I had to breathe out and he then breathed in from my lungs. Then Rick broke off the kiss and I felt like my high was getting better. When I looked up I noticed that Nicholas was fucking me. I didn’t even feel Anthony pull out. The exchange I had with Rick probably distracted me. Anthony commented what a sweet ass I had and it was a pleasure seeding me. Nicholas being a twin fucked liked his brother. I later found out that they started fucking around when they were 10. Nicholas leaned in to kiss me as he rocked me back and forth in the sling. I really loved getting fucked in the sling. As I was getting fucked Rick’s cock was right next to my head. I turned mine and tried to get my lips on his cock. He noticed my attempts and lifted his limp dick into my mouth. I began to suck like crazy, trying to get him hard enough to cum again. I may like getting fucked, but I love eating cum just as much. As I was sucking on Rick’s cock, Nicholas shot his load deep in me and Mathew took his turn. Mathew may be shorter then all the others but he definitely has the biggest dick. Boy did I feel it when he slid in…and I mean I felt it in a good way! Mathew leaned in and kissed me. He was very passionate with his kiss, but was aggressive with his fucking. He would slam into me and make the sling shake so that I would rock back away and off his cock then as I swung back towards him he slammed hard into me again. I never had been fucked like this before and I was moaning and asking for it harder. I was surprised that Mathew could fuck like this for as long as we ere fucking, but I was more surprised that I could take a pounding like this for the same length of time. As we all talked about it I was told by Rick that Tina can help you do a lot of things. Then someone asked me if I have to ever been fisted? I replied never and never thought about getting fisted before. I mean I knew what it was and seen pictures and videos of it, but I never thought about trying it. As Mathew kept slamming into me he said that he was getting close. Then he went into quick, rapid fucking and groaned out here it comes bitch, take my seed. I could see in his face the pleasure he was feeling and what a strong orgasms he was having, and he came I felt every spurt from his cock as his seed entered my body. I just realized that I had been in the sling for nearly 2 hours and was really enjoying myself. After Mathew pulled out Rick stepped up between my legs. He began to finger and play with my well used hole. His fingers felt so good as they pushed the cum around. As Rick worked on my hole he whispered something to one of the twins and then looked back down at me. He told me to just relax and let him work my hole open. As Rick worked my hole one twins held a bottle of poppers under my nose, and told me to take a few deep hits of off them. The other twin put the rubber tubing back on my arm and prepped me for another injection of Tina. This time I was ready and willing to accept this needle and was actually eager for it. Soon Rick was working in 3 then 4 fingers, slowly stretching my hole open. The he stuck his thump in and began to apply pressure. I was told to hit the poppers again; two good hits each nostril and relax. I hit the poppers harder then I had ever before in my life and felt the high hit my body. Rick could tell I was relaxing then he nodded and signaled for me to receive my injection of Tina. When the tubing was removed I felt the rush and all I could say was FUCK! As Rick slid his fist into my hole. I felt him flex his fingers once he was inside and he began to work my rectum. As he flexed and moved his had inside me I began to shoot a little cum out of my limp dick. Man did this feel fantastic. Before I knew it Rick had his forearm inside me and was working on my internal ring to get in deeper. As all this was happening I noticed Mathew had a camera and was shooting video of it all. He said I might like to see what it looks like from their point of view. As Rick worked more of his hand and arm into me, the twins stepped up for me to suck and in no time they were hard and ready to fuck again. Rick was only able to get a few fingers past my internal ring, but he said we would work on it again. I then had my arms and legs released from the restraints keeping me in the sling. Rick and Mathew helped me out of the sling and over to the bedroom where Anthony was lying down with his now hard cock pointing into the air. They helped me up on the bed and down onto his cock. Then Nicholas placed his hand on my back and pushed me forward. I then felt his cock at my back door and it slid in easily next to his brother’s shaft. Oh my god, the feeling of both of them fucking me at the same time was incredible. As I got double dicked Rick and Mathew stood on the bed in front of me and took turns using my mouth. As I blew each of them I could tell that the twins were getting close. Just as one fired (and I have no clue which one came first) the other followed closely behind. The Rick gave me a load down my throat followed by Mathew. After the scene in the bedroom we all took showers and a break. We chatted and that’s when I learned all 4 roommates were HIV+. I was so damn high I didn’t care. I told them that I wanted to keep in touch with all of them and hope to get my turn at fucking each and every one of them. Rick kissed me and told me as soon as I converted and was poz like them we would celebrate and I would get to give each of them one of poz load.

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----

TRUE STORY On Monday - I connected with this tall, slender, African-American 28 year old, who had me come over to his apartment early that morning He met me at his front door, naked, except for the towel around his waist. He and I chatted a bit - and then got down to business. He stretched out on his sofa over which he had thrown a big blanket to protect the fabric. His apartment is just next to the Red Line L tracks, (we are in Chicago), and there are no curtains on his windows, so any passing train had a free show of the two of us, completely naked, going at it. He lay back and I got to work between his spread legs, sucking and working his long uncut, but not very thick, good tasting cock. I sucked and licked, and sucked, and deep throated his hot hard cock, running my hands up and over his smooth, slender body, looking up to catch his eyes as he watched me servicing his hard cock. After a good twenty minutes or so of working his dick, I pulled off and asked him if he wanted to fuck my ass. "Hell yeah!" he replied and he disengaged himself from me, and positioned me on the sofa so I was backwards, facing the wall, my knees were on the cushions, my head and arms over the back. He lined himself up behind me, raised my ass up slightly, and then slid his hard raw cock all the way into my ass, leaning forward to nuzzle my neck and lick and chew on my ear lobes as he started fucking me. Eventually he climbed up onto the sofa. his legs straddling mine, and his dick remaining buried deep in my ass. Leaning forward, he rested his slender body up against my naked back and wrapped his hands around mine, which were grabbing the sides of the sofa. He pumped and pumped as train after train passed us by. Then I heard him starting to grunt and groan and before long he shot his hot, twink load deep in my ass. His body collapsed on top of mine as he spent himself inside of my ass. We rotated ourselves down onto the sofa so that I was laying completely face down, his body draped on top of me, his hard cock still pulsing in my ass. I honestly think he may even have fallen asleep for a bit. until he finally started to rouse himself again and his dick slowly slid back out of my ass. I turned around and sucked him clean, getting the last couple of dribbles of cum in the process. Shortly afterwards he stood up, kissed, cleaned up and dressed, but before he pulled his clothing on, I had the chance to admire his slender twink body, especially, as he bent over to pick up his shorts, I got a clear sight of his round bubble ass. I'm gonna have to explore that sweet hole with my tongue next time.... No sooner had I gotten back in my car than I had the idea of texting a fuck bud of mine who lived not too far away from where I was parked. Fortunately he was home and horny, so I headed over to his place. He met me at his door wearing just a pair of baggy running shorts. He is slightly older than am I, and is stocky, (not fat),is slightly hairy all over, and has a thick six inch cut cock. He grabbed me and pulled me close for some deep rough kissing as he frantically started undressing me, popping two buttons on my shirt in his rush to strip off my clothing. Guess he couldn't get me naked fast enough. Anyhow, he pulled me into his bedroom and threw me naked on his bed, climbed up on top of me, deliberately rubbing his hairy body up against my as we kissed and wrestled on his bed, our hard cocks rubbing against each other. I slid down his body until I was on all fours, sucking his dick, my head bobbing up and down on his hard cock. After a few minutes he pulled me up and started kissing me again, and then deftly rolled me onto my back, lifted-up my legs, and spread my ass wide, which, of course, had already been fucked, so he could finger my hole before sliding his hard, raw cock up inside me. This was my second dick of the morning. He was one horny fucker, so he started fucking me hard and fast, all the while leaning over to kiss me deep while his cock pumped away in my hole. Then he pulled back out, flipped me over onto my stomach, spread my legs with his knees and before I knew it was slamming his cock back up into my asshole. My hole opened up and welcomed him greedily as his body rubbed against me as he pumped my ass. Eventually he pulled out again and threw himself back on the bed, gesturing that I should climb on top of him, straddle his cock, and slide my hole back down on his dick. So I role him, leaning forward for more deep, lusty kisses. Before long he was bucking up against my ass and shot his cum deep into my hungry fuckhole. After he had shot I pulled off and started stroking my dick over his chest, and within a few seconds, shot a huge load all over his torso. Meanwhile he continued to stroke his dick and quickly enough shot his second load over his stomach. Naturally I leaned over and licked it up so I wouldn't miss a drop, finishing off our session by sucking his still rock hard cock. When we were done, I jumped in his shower, cleaned up, threw my clothes on (complete with the shirt which was now missing two buttons, gave him another deep kiss and was off to work. That was Monday morning... Then Wednesday morning - i was horny all over again (what a surprise) and found another bud online who lives north of me - big beautiful house just north of me... we've fucked several times before - and he asked me how quickly I could make it over. I told him I just needed a quick shower and to clean out - and then I would be there... so I quickly got ready and headed up to his place... when I arrived I saw that the main door was open (just the screen door was shut) - so I walked in and saw him laying on his sofa - naked except for a t-shirt - reading a magazine... he has a solid build with short dark curly hair on his chest covering his dark skin (fucking beautiful)- and a nice thick 7" dick with a nice set of bull balls... i quickly stripped down and got on my knees on the side of the sofa - and started working his dick. it wasn't hard yet - but quickly grew to full strength as my mouth worked him - all the time he was saying all these dirty things to me - telling me to be a good faggot and work his dick - his hands grabbing my head and bringing it down so he could deep throat me - face fucking me hard - then releasing me as his hand traveled down my back and started playing with my ass... he had told me to pre-lube, so his fingers found my wet, lubricated asshole and started plunging in as I continued sucking his hard dick, deep throating it all the way down - feeling it 'pop' into my throat and letting it pulsate deep in my throat as my tongue massaged the shaft... his cock rock hard and slathered in my spit from the deep throat cock sucking, he stood me up - and positioned me on the wood coffee table (which he had pre-arranged with a large towel) - he had me facing away from him - and he stood behind me - his hands grabbing my ass cheeks and spreading me open. "you ready" he asked me? "yes, please fuck me" i said - "good - cause I'm gonna plant it all the way in - no mercy"... "you sure you're ready?" "Hell yes" i moaned - and with that he literally PLANTED his dick all the way into me - causing some pain - but he was holding my hips firm and there was no getting away - i groaned and said "it hurts" and his response "hell yes it does - you aren't going anywhere" and he started pumping his hard dick all the way in and out of my ass - my ass trying to clench itself closed - but his hard, bullet dick kept pounding itself all the way in. I'm always amazed at how quickly my pain turned to pleasure and I could hear him saying "fuck yeah, nice tight hole" and "love fucking this ass"... he pumped me hard - me gripping the sides of the coffee table as he drove for his release... pounding and pumping me - my own dick hard as a rock... before he started grunting and he slammed himself all the way in to the hilt and pumped out a huge load inside of me... he kept it buried deep - i could feel it pulsing inside of me... as my ass continued to milk him of every last drop... when he did finally pull out I quickly spun around and got on my knees in front of him - sucking his still hard dick all the way down - my hands wrapping around to grab onto his solid, muscled ass (fucking loved how solid it felt - pulling him into my throat and sucking and licking and loving every minute of it. Looking up into his eyes - he had this great grin on his face - chuckling slightly as he said "you're a hungry faggot today, aren't you" - all I could do was slightly nod my head as I continued to suck on his dick... when I finally let him go - we chatted a bit - then I threw my clothes on and headed home. similar to Monday - i was still horny and jumped online when I got back to my house. saw another fuck buddy was on - he was home and horny and said for me to come over. He likes it anonymous... so when I got there he buzzed me in - and I knew exactly what to do... i climbed the steps to his apartment - at the top i stripped down completely and walked back to his bedroom - climbed on the bed and got on all fours - my ass pointed towards the open door... soon I heard him walk in behind me - and he started fingering my hole (he loves it when I bring him my already fucked, cum-filled hole - it's how he prefers it)... so he starts fingering me and playing in my hole until the first guys cum starts leaking out - and that's when he plunges his hard thick dick in and pumps me from behind - using the cum as lube... i reached back between my legs to play with his balls as he pumped me hard and deep... it didn't take him long to shoot deep in my ass - and while he was shooting i was jacking off and shot a huge load all over his bed... then he pulled out - got dressed - i walked back to the front door - threw my clothes on and headed home for a quick shower before heading into work. And that is how I spent my Monday and Wednesday morning this past week. As a huge bareback slut. think I need to line up some dick today - feeling that itch that needs to be scratched.

i sat in my truck for a while. My hands were shaking, my breathing was beginning to fog up the windows as I sat parked in the empty parking lot across the street from the adult video store off the expressway. I'd just left the gym a few less than 30 minutes ago after 11 pm. I'd planned to come here, yet didn't seem to have the balls to step out of the car and go in. If my anyone saw me, the reputation I'd spent four years building as the straight, too cool track star/ running back would go down the drain. I didn't live in a small town but the city was small enough that word got around, and my all state accomplishments had made me somewhat of a mild celebrity, so I knew i couldn't risk too much. I drove around and parked my truck a couple blocks down and climbed out. I pulled the string on my basketball shorts, tightening them up, and pulled off my sweaty gym shirt and threw on a hoodie, pulled-up the hood, put on some sunglasses as I began a slight jog to the video store. I'd known I was gay since kindergarten. I experienced my first crush on a boy when I was quite young, but when I told my Dad, he slapped me hard, so I learned not to bring such attractions up in general conversation. As time when by, and I got more and more into sports, and became increasingly fit, i knew it was prudent to remain 'in the closet'. I'd grown up looking good, also. At 5' 8", 165 pounds, a strong six pack and, thanks to the genes of black mother and half-Hispanic/half-Hawaiian Dad, I know I was cute as fuck. Still, no matter how many girls I made out with, pretended to fuck and dump, and how masculine and bro-ish I would come across, I couldn't deny the truth. I was one gay boy, who wanted to hook up with another gay guy. Problem was this, every gay guy I met around school was too fem or too much of a girl for me, full of drama, wanting a relationship, or couldn't be trusted to keep a secret if his life depended on it. I just couldn't afford the risks of exposure. I'd received some invitations to hook-up from guys on Craigslist, but once I saw what their photographs, I couldn't bring myself to meet them. Which brought me to the video store. I opened the door and walked-up quickly to the front desk. Once when standing in the lunch line, I had over-heard one gay guy telling his buddy how he got a great blowjob from a glory hole at the video store, and in hearing the story, I got so hard I nearly jizzed in my pants. So two weeks after my 18th birthday I was standing in front of a glass counter full of more lube than I'd ever seen in my life with a rather overweight tall Latino bear wearing a plaid button-up shirt and cowboy boots giving me an up down and sniff. "How much for the view?" I asked. I'd done a little research on-line, and didn't know if it was, strictly speaking, legal for me to be there, but at least I had picked up the lingo. "Nine dollars" said the heavy Mexican. I pulled out a twenty and waited for my change which I quickly accepted and put away, 'cause i didn't want him to see my hands shake. I walked behind the counter to a black door, stepped in, and shut the door behind myself. In front of me was a dark hallway with a door at the end of it and another on the right at the end of the hallway. As I walked closer to the doors, I heard moaning from the door from the right. I opened it and saw a big screen tv playing straight porn. I looked at two rows of chairs facing the screen with about five guys in the room watching. They turned a looked at me. I got so spooked I quickly walked back from the door and proceeded to the quieter door. I opened it and made a left into another hallway. There was a series of small closet like doors on either side maybe about ten in total. Three guys were standing in the hall way, two were standing near an open closet door, and were quietly talking to each other, while, as I walked-in, the third guy quickly ducked into a closet. The two guys in the hallway looked at me, apparently sizing me up, so I quickly ducked into the second closet from the door. Inside it smelled musty and I was nervous to touch the walls. There was a small foldable chair around the wall. I pulled it out and sat down rather hesitantly, trying not the think of what might be encrusted on the seat. Immediately I noticed two holes cut into the walls of the closet, so I took a discrete look through one of the holes, but saw only blackness. However, as I turned to look at the other opening, I was a bit startled to see two fingers poking out of the hole, beckoning me. As I turned around, the fingers disappeared from the opening, to be replaced by a pair of wet pink lips. The meaning was apparent. I slowly loosened the pull tie on my shorts, reached into my boxer briefs and heaved out my thick seven incher. I was always proud of my cock. I had often jacked off to myself in the mirror while staring at my own cock, but now I was waving the thick head at a pair of anonymous lips in a hole in the wall of a closet. As the head of my cock drew near, the lips swallowed-up my head, and quickly the suction pulled me, inch by inch, into the recesses of the wet warm inside. I let out an involuntary moan, which was met with a corresponding from the guy on the other side of the wall. My legs shook as I watched myself seemingly from afar, gently rocking forward and back, as my cock, gradually and slowly hardening, slipped in and out of the wet and warm mouth, massaging my cock, and inviting me ever deeper. I steadied myself with my hands up against the wall as my cock hardened and grew. Eight and a half rock hard thick inches were now lodged in the guy's mouth. I looked up at the black ceiling, feeling chills of excitement and pleasure run through my legs, ass, balls and body as my crotch slapped the wall, my cock continuing to to disappear into the hole. Instinctively, I picked-up speed and could hear and feel the guy on the other side choking. The heat was building-up in the cubicle, so I unzipped my jacket and let out grunt. I let my hands touch my body and tweek my nipples. enjoying it all. then suddenly, I felt the mouth pull off my cock. I waited and felt a hand wrap around my dick and direct it against something else. It took me a full five seconds to realize my cock was being swallowed-up into an ass. I felt the open hole slide itself down my cock. The ass hesitated, but continued to force itself down and even bounce a bit on my cock. My breathing got heavy. I was fucking a guy. Well, to be accurate, someone was fucking himself on my cock. My breath quickened and I couldn't take it anymore. I pulled out, pulled-up my shorts and made a run for it. I ran like a bat out of hell from the video store, and when I reached the street, I made a turn around the corner, then down another street and into an alley where I paused to collect my thoughts (and adjust my clothing). Then, when in command of myself, I began the trek back to where I had parked my car, and as I walked around a dark corner, I heard a noise that made me jump. Standing in front of a non-descript door was a large shirtless Latino. He looked me over, and where i was headed, smiled wide and approached me. My 'flight or fight' reflex was kicking in, but the guy raised his hands over his head to gesture he was not planning to accost me, and in the process I noticed he was about two inches taller than my height, and although he didn't have my stomach, he had bigger arms and a bigger chest. In short, he was rather well built and smooth, although tatt'ed up. "Chill bro, chill," he said, "we all got needs." i relaxed a bit as he continued with a grin "I saw you run outta there pretty fast bro, you gotta be careful bro don't know what kinda guys are out there." I paused, slightly confused, not knowing where to go next from here, so I just nodded in general agreement. "Chill bro, come on man, why don't you come inside my bar man. we'll pop open a few, you can tell me all about it." With that he turned around and walked back to the door through which he had apparently just passed. A very big part of me wanted to run, but I couldn't deny that his smooth Latin body, muscular arms and tattoos had me semi-erect, all over again. I followed him into the bar and where he handed me one of two beers he pulled from a fridge under the bar, keeping the second beer for himself. We drank, and he talked. And talked. And talked. He told me about how he'd been in juvi twice, how he had started his bar, how he had occasionally gone and gotten a blowjob at the video store, about his wife and that she had no clue that he loved fucking tight ass or, what suprised me, getting fucked in his ass. I stayed quiet the whole while but it was so relaxing and beers kept coming, so before I knew it the shirtless stud had his tattooed hand on my lower back and we were laughing talking about how he liked to ride a guy, when he surprised me and pressed his lips against mine in a no-holds-barred kiss. I grunted in surprise as he chewed on my lower lip and unzipped my jacket. His lips moved to my neck and he nibbled softly making me gasp. his hand moved to my shorts feeling me up and I could feel him smile as he sucked down my chest and nibbled all the while. I let my head fall back as he slipped out of my shorts and quickly began to suck me deep into his throat. "FUUUUUCK," I exclaimed as he pulled-back up to the head of my cock and rubbed his lips around it and sucked it down again. He stripped off his jeans and I climbed up on the bar as I began to fuck his throat, muttering "Oh-fuck-oh-fuck-oh-fuck" over and over to the beat of his mouth as he swallowed me. He pulled-off my cock to suck up my body and to my ear and he grabbed my thick cock and said "Fuck me, boy." I flipped him over the bar as our lips met and my wet cock met his hole and began to apply pressure. He growled loud as i sunk in. He wrapped his legs around me and his muscular arms grabbed my chest as his head rolled back, grunting "YYYEAAAAHFUUUCKKKER!" as my balls finally hit his ass, "FUCK MY ASS FUCKER!" So I did. I grabbed his giant shoulders and began to ram my dark cock into him. His light, hairless cream-colored ass spread around my cock as I picked up speed, slamming my cock into him. The whole while, he was growling to fuck him HARDER HARDER FUCKER HARDER FUCK ME. I was breathing like a dog, panting over his hot Latin body, fucking his ass, 'till suddenly I felt myself collapse on him as my cock began to shoot cum into his ass, which sucked-up my virgin load. I slipped out, still hard as hell, and he jumped down and began sucking my cock clean. My head spun as I watched him, and in fact the entire room was spinning when suddenly he pushed me up on the bar, standing between my legs. I laughed, shaking my head, but he roughly began to press his raw cock into my ass. I started to shake but he was on me holding me down. I tried to extract myself from his grip, but as I opened my mouth to yell, but he pushed a rag into my mouth. The smell was so over-powering, in fact I had never before smelled anything like it. It was thick and heavy and warm and, within seconds, my head was spinning, my arms were flailing, weak and almost useless. i felt him push my legs apart on the bar and climb on top of me. I was so dizzy from being drunk and the smell and the fucking, that when I tried to speak, all that came out was a gutterall moan. I felt this guy's thick rod begin to press into me, as he admonished "Relay, boy." His words echoed in my head as his thick cock head was pressed up against my virgin hole. His tongue worked it way in my ear as he held my hands stretched-out. I felt my hole opening-up as he applied addition pressure to the intrusion. I could barely shake or resist. The head of his cock pressed against my hole again. and again and again, and my hole spread open, slowly at first, but I knew he would win. I looked-on as his head moved up and down, the muscles of his body working to control me, and simultaneously penetrate me, while he still held the rag against my mouth, which kept me dizzy, disorented and drunk. I could hear him growling and grunting as the head of his dick worked tirelessly to do to me what I had just done to him. Then i felt the moment of truth: the head of his dick slipped in. I screamed into the rag, and in the process inhaled more of the warm fumes, which made my eyes roll back. He pulled his cock head out and pushed it in again. "Oh, yeah, boy. I'm gonna pop that cherry!" I could all but hear the pop and feel my ass lips separating as he alternately withdrew and re-inserted himself, first his cock head, then the shaft. My cock was still hard as i tried to squeeze my ass cheeks to gether to push him out but he just shoved harder. "ARRRRGGGGHHHH" he grunted as he looked up at the ceiling, pushing in with all his might, tirelessly pushing into my body. I screamed in response, but he pushed on until his balls were touching my cheeks. All seven inches of his thick, raw cock were lodged in my butt. I caught a glimpse of myself in a nearby mirror and watched him fuck me, his beautiful, raw muscles and ass squeezing as I counter-squeezed. I couldn't help it - it was unbelievably exciting, if painful. He caught me watching and started sucking on my neck. I was so hard I moaned and he picked up speed. His hands were all over my body, my ass, my cock, my chest, my shoulders and I began to return the favor. I was adjusting to the dizziness, and pleasure, not pain, was the order of the minute. He noticed I was no longer fighting him, so he dropped the the rag and made out with me as he pounded my hole, every thrust knocking the air out of me. "FUCK FUCK FUCK" I said as he pounded away. "YEAHHH!" was his answer. I watched the minutes tick by while he fucked me, ten, twenty, thirty minutes. He he never stopped. All resistance was gone, my ass existed to serve his dick, and I can honestly say the sensation was that he was fucking my cock from the inside. "You're bleeding so bad, boy." My reply was merely to grunt "FUUUUCK, don't stop!" His speed picked up, he grabbed my shoulders, groaned and growled as I felt his cock repeatedly expand inside my ass, until finally he withdrew his thick cock from my hole. I lay there, unable to move, seemingly dead, from the orgasm that came from his pounding, and secondly, simply from the exhaustion that came from a day of monumental 'firsts'. I blacked out When I came to I was seated in a small closet, and I could feel myself bouncing up and down. I looked behind me and felt big hairy hands holding my waist as my ass was being fucked. I was sitting in the lap of a fat stranger who was using my hole. He tweaked my nipples and I groaned, making another guy, who was sucking my dark cock, also moan. Two other shadows were naked and jacking off on my face, as one of them finally began to cum on me. I flailed and jumped off the cock and ran out of the video store, as it turned-out, but this time completely naked, straight for my truck. My ass screamed, my legs shook, my body ached smelled of all sorts of caked-on cum stains, but I ran. I got to my truck, but before I could retreat to the security of the locked door, a hand grabbed me, tripped me, and tossed me to the ground. It was the Latin guy from the bar. As I lay on the parking lot, next to my truck, looking up at him, he pulled-out his cell phone. I looked up and realized it was my phone, and a video was playing on it. The image was dark, but I could make out the figures and faces, and, of course, the title Tight Jock Takes Anonymous Load, Part I. A video of me with some unknown guy, (with a running time of 26.42 minutes, to boot), had been loaded onto Xtube. The screen showed me sucking some thick cock all the while being fucked by who-knows-who. I watched as the Latin guy pulled-out his cock and his own cell phone, wagging them both in my face, saying "Come on, stud, you already know everyone's gonna know by to morrow." I looked at the thick head of his cock. It was still red, probably with my blood. He put his cock back in his pants, lifted me to my feet, shoved me into my truck, saying we'd go to his place and fuck some more, that he loved watching my jock ass in all the games.

This one has two answers for me. Physically, it's almost always better for me when I'm on my back - legs up, classic missionary position. Most tops seem to fit in me better that way, and it's more physically intense. Mentally, I love the feeling of being face down, either doggy style or lying down - it's a little less personal and the top's energy is focused on fucking.