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Part 5 Looking at the naked passed out innocent boy gave Eric a thrill knowing how much he'd corrupt the little fellow this week. Eric had seen pictures of the boy and knew if they ever meant he would make the boy beg to be bred by him just as he got Shaun to do so. He wanted Shaun from the moment they met but he fell in love before he got to breed the older brother which made him want to protect Shaun. Eric had dozens of men fuck Shaun raw and breed him but he never let a poz guy do it. Eric became poz a few years ago and as a top assumed it happened from a shared needle. His meds worked great and he had been undetectable the entire time he was with Shaun so Shaun was still neg but not for long. Two weeks ago he stopped taking his pills and he wanted to get his DNA running through both brothers. Eric's cock was covered in precum and he wiped it up with a finger and pushed it into Bobby's ass which soon would be converted to a pussy dripping with cum. He could hear Shaun moaning as his lover was fucking himself with a huge toy and he wanted to wait but couldn't as he climbed on top of the sleeping boy. Knowing how strong the knock out pill was he spit on the boy's hole and slammed into him. If Bobby was awake he'd be screaming but he barely even moved as Eric fucked him hard. Eric needed to cum but wanted the boy's first breeding to happen with him begging so he pulled out and smiled seeing the boy's bloody hole. Eric had Shaun join his and told Shaun to lick his brother's hole clean and as Shaun did Eric got on top of him and fucked him hard but Shaun's boypussy was use to it and opened up. As Eric got close to cumming he whispered into Shaun's ear that soon they will be turning his innocent little brother into a cumdump and that his tight little hole was going to be wrecked. He then told Shaun that he stopped taking his meds and tonight he planned to make sure he pozzed Shaun and that on Bobby's birthday he was gonna poz him too. Eric told Shaun to beg for his poz seed and Shaun surprised him by not only begging but thanking him at the same time. Squeezing Shaun tight Eric bred his lover with what he hoped was his toxic seed. He told him that he owed him now and he loved him. Shaun licked Eric's cock clean as Eric fingered Shaun's cummy boypussy and then Bobby's. Shaun then was sent to clean himself inside and out and Eric got a large butt plug and plugged the sleeping boy. Eric took Shaun to the bathhouse and once in their room had Shaun in the sling. "Tell me who owns you boy" "You own me" "Tell me you want to be mine forever" "I want to be yours forever" "I have protected you since we met but I have also denied letting you become the complete slut you should be. Tonight you will become that slut and on Bobby's birthday so will he." Eric then slammed Shaun and opened the door and for the next four hours watched 17 men breed him. During that time Eric also made plans with his friends for Bobby's party.

I was a service man installing, maintaining and repairing commercial HVAC equipment but my boss asked me to do a shopping mall Santa gig for a few Decembers because I was fat, even though I had been poz for half a dozen years thanks to a tough regimen of diet and drug cocktails. At fifty I was still in good shape and could still enjoy sex which was perfect because I'm a Top, even now, at the age of 71, I like to get sucked off and fuck any ass my dick could get hard enough to enter. I didnt fuck too well with condoms so I seldom used them. I fucked poz guys and occasionally had the delight of pumping my pozz jizz up an HIV-virgin ass which gave my dick double the orgasm great feeling of fucking a poz guy or some of the fucks before I tested poz. My doctor had told me that even on my regimen of meds I needed to use condoms because I would still infect bottoms up their asses. I was average height and weighed around 275. I looked like most other masculine blue collar working men my age. Few knew that was gay and fewer knew that I'd just as soon fuck a guy or have him blow me as look at him. My nearly seven-inch cut dick had made many bottoms and versatiles happy. Some had cummed just from getting fucked by me. One December I was paired with a cute little twenty-one-year-old guy with collar-length blond hair named Roger. He looked and acted like any other young adult but as the first couple of nights passed I figured out he was as gay as I am but mostly a bottom. By the time we got to the locker room each night after shutting down the throne area the mall was closed so only employees were there closing up shop for the night, finishing the day's paperwork, cleaning up, etc. Only the janitors and night security guards made an occasional visit to the locker room and the ones that winter were gay or bi. "You like chubbys?" I asked him on the third night as we shucked our outfits in the employees mens locker room when I caught him admiring me. "I'm a 'chaser!" he gushed. "You can suck my cock if you like." I replied as I turned to face him. Being the fairy in heat he was he dropped to his knees sucking my cock into his mouth, his head beneath my beer gut. He gave my cut meat excellent head while humming in delight, swallowed my load, sucked off of my cock and kissed it and my balls. My dick felt good in his mouth and he said I shot a nice load which he enjoyed swallowing. I knew I needed to poz his ass if he hadnt been pozzed yet. That night near morning my morning piss hardon throbbed so I had to masturbate to get it to soften enough to take a piss. I had dreamed I was ready to knock off a piece of Roger and was just entering him to give him a golden enema when I awoke. The gig was for three weeks so I decided to save his ass for sometime during the last week so he wouldnt get the "AIDS flu" before it ended. The last week finally came. I had been letting him suck my cock and orally service my feet every two or three days and had squatted on his face to let him rim me a couple of times. "We're going to a motel for the anal." I told him, because anal is more involved and harder to stop and get in order should anyone walk into the locker room. I was horny as hell and was thinking of the extacy of fucking Roger and infecting him with my poz sperms and how utterly fantastic my dick would feel when I shot them off inside him. We drove to the cheap hourly motel that also catered to whores and johns, parked and got a room. Once the door was locked behind us I started with us stripping. We had already seen each other nude so there wasnt any need to explore or do any other pre-foreplay. He sucked my semi-hard dick to full hardness and lay on his stomach on the bed. "Put a pillow under your crotch, need to raise your ass alittle." I ordered him. He obeyed and spread his legs while I finished greasing-up my loggerhead. I spat on his asshole, mounted him, lined up my shot and entered him as he flinched a little. "You keep your hole nice and tight. I like that." I told him after hilting myself in his snug warm hole. I fucked him good, varying my tempo and stroke. I wanted to wear his hole out and rough it up inside good so my HIV would enter his bloodstream easier and quicker. I sometimes fucked slowly, sometimes slammed it with fat-shaking snaps of my hips which also put some pain to him. Had he been a virgin he'd have been beside himself in pain and I'd be doing my best to hold him in place under me so I could get the piece of his ass he owed me. As it was, his virginity was lost history and he liked taking a good fucking. After ten minutes or so I was satisfied I'd tore him up inside enough to facilitate passage of my virus into his system. Four years before I'd fucked one neg hole taking it easy and later found out I failed to knock that asshole up. Since then I either rammed a finger up the bottoms' asses to cut their rectums with a fingernail or worked my dick at various angles and thrusts while the lube dried up in their holes to get them ready to take my virus. I pulled my dick almost all the way out to check for blood on it. There was some so I was satisfied I'd pozz him. I slammed it home and piston-thrust-fucked him to orgasm. My dick was in seventh heaven when I blasted my dangerous virus-laden cum deep into him. I was beside myself in rapture and how absolutely great my dick felt with each spurt of my charged cum in his torn rectum. Thinking of how he would feel within the next month added to my sense of conquest and orgasmic enjoyment as I thrust again and again to pump every last disease-carrying sperm cell into that punk. I liked the respect and friendliness Roger showed me but I also loved how great my dick felt infecting him with my poison cum, that I was the stud who would change his life forever by taking my pleasure in him because he was foolish and neglectful enough to think I was neg and not bother to ask my status. I kept thrusting to grind my HIV-laden sperm cells through his rectal walls into his bloodstream, partly because my dick still felt great with each thrust as well as how great I felt infecting him by enjoying fucking him. A few minutes later I rested on his back, my dick still mostly hard inside his ass, occasionally thrusting in it. I decided I'd reload and fuck him again. I used to reload in half an hour when I was Roger's age but at fifty it took just over an hour to reload and come again. Roger was able to take my weight on his back for the entire hour. I took a short nap of maybe half an hour after we shot the shit and traded first time stories and then talked again when I woke up. The hour passed and my dick was still just hard enough to remain in his ass. I began taking very short strokes to re-harden it and slowly increased my stroke until I was fully hard. I then fucked him, mainly varying my stroke and tempo in order to nut since I usually take longer to bust a second nut. I got my urge after about fifteen to twenty minutes of fucking, fucked him into the bed, slowed alittle and pumped a nice feeling second orgasm of infected semen into him. My second orgasm felt just about as great as my first one. As before, I thrust until I was spent and rested again. I could tell Roger was uncomfortable after nearly two hours under my meaty weight. I pulled out of him, dismounted, stood beside the bed and waited for him to get his fucked ass up and suck my dick clean. He got up and seemed to feel in pain, partly from being under me but also in his ass. I smiled to myself as he knelt and took my spent weapon in his mouth and sucked on it for awhile. He sucked off of it leaving it clean and dry, as several men he had serviced had taught him to do. He kissed it and my balls like they were his lover on a date and stood up. "Merry Christmas Roger. Hope you enjoy the gift." I said joyfully. He thanked me and went to the bathroom to take a piss and I could see very little cum with just a tinge of blood leaking out of his hole. I wanted to also give him a drink of warm beer on tap or give his face a golden shower but he wasnt into that. I started getting dressed and he began getting dressed after pissing. I told him he was a good piece of ass I enjoyed fucking but didnt mention how much I enjoyed pumping my HIV into him. He told me how great getting fucked by me was and that he wished he knew more masculine older fat men. The rest of that last week saw me taking him to the motel two more times to enjoy fucking him some more. The gig then ended with us hugging nude in the locker room showers, him blowing me in the shower, us hugging again, getting dressed, hugging and going home, him to his place where he still lived with his parents and me to my apartment. We did keep in touch mainly because he had his regular job in a store in town. One day after work when I made a weekly stop to pick up something for a couple of bucks I saw he wasnt there. I asked about him and another clerk said he was sick with a bad flu. I told the clerk to wish him well as I took my change and receipt. I stopped in successive weeks and saw him a month and a half later. He looked tired and not too happy. I asked him if he saw a doctor. He said he did, was tested and how he cried when the doctor said he had the HIV. My dick sprang to attention in my work pants which were fortunately loose enough to hide it. I wished him the best of luck with his new regimen but never told him I was the stud who'd knocked him up. Once I got home I went into the bathroom, dropped my pants and masturbated my rock-hard weapon, shooting a load of poz cum into the bathroom sink. I then got a beer out of the fridge and celebrated another penis-pleasing conquest. A couple of my poz buddies who were around my age and I usually went to a bar once a week to discuss sex and if any of us pozzed someone during the week. One of them had also pozzed someone so we three toasted our success. Tom said his orgasm in a forty year old felt "mighty fine" and that his dick got hard when he found out he'd infected the guy. Tony, a versatile I had pozzed a few years before, sucked Tom and me off and kissed our cocks and balls to reward us for jobs well done.

Part 4 Bob told Eric and Shaun he has dreamed about sucking off a man since he was a boy but was afraid he'd get caught. As Bob told them how he would suck on carrots as he jerked off and his other fantasies Eric reloaded the pipe then had Bob take several hits in a row. While Bob smoked Eric had Shaun between his legs sucking him again. Once Bob finished the pipe Eric had him sit on his lap facing away and pulled the boy into a hug. He asked him if he liked being held and Bob told them he loved it and how Shaun held him some nights when they were younger. Eric said that they would hold him all night and he should let him and his big brother take care of him. Eric had him close his eyes and then he spread the boy's legs wide and told Shaun to get the special lube and also pointed to the drawer with the prepared bump and then Shaun started to eat his brother's hole. Bob moaned and Eric told him he was now their boy to play with. Eric said Shaun was his bottom boy and now Bob was the bottom boy for both of them. Bob just kept moaning and started tossing his head back and forth when his brother started to finger him. After Shaun could slide his finger easily he pulled out and pushed the bumb shooter into his baby brother and was excited knowing that he soon would need to get fucked. Shaun went to get their toy bag and Eric fingered the boyhole and in a couple of minutes could feel the boy's hole getting ready. As the chems took over the boy's ass Eric kept telling him how hot his hole was. Bob could feel the heat and also a need he didn't understand. When Eric removed his finger the empty feeling made Bob ask if he'd finger him more and Eric said first suck my finger. Bob opened his mouth and took the finger into his mouth and knew it was smelly but didn't care he just wanted it back in his ass. "Keep sucking my fingers. Do you want to be my boy?". Bob nodded and continued to with each question. " Do you want to be your brother's boy too?, if I have a friend over will you be his boy too?". Shaun set the bag down and Eric told to him to give himself a double bump and Eric rubbed Bob's hole and told him to watch his brother. Eric told him that the tough jock stud he knew as his brother was only one side and you're gonna watch your big brother become an insatiable bottom boy. It took less than three minutes for the massive booty bump to work. Eric pointed out how Shaun's big cock has turned into a tiny soft cocklet. He told Shaun to put a jock on and explained to Bob that a bottom should hide his useless clit and showoff his cunt. Next he had Shaun turn around on all four and show his brother his cunt. By now the chems made Shaun so hungry for cock that he was drooling so Eric told him to get on his back facing them and to show your little brother how hungry your cunt is. Eric was still rubbing the boyhole as they watched Shaun get a horse cock buried into his cunt. Watching this made his hole twitch and Bob asked if he'd finger his ass again. "Ask, your Daddy to finger your boypussy, Bobby." Bob didn't think he just said it. "Daddy, finger my boypussy" "Is little Bobby's boypussy getting hungry?" "Daddy I didn't understand it but now I do, I need something in my boypussy" Erik slid a finger into the tight cherry boyhole and started thinking of fully wrecking this pure innocent boy and thought how much his friends would love ruining a boy on his birthday and that he will beg them to ruin him. They watched Shaun for at least an hour before Eric knew he needed to stop before he popped the boy's cherry. He had Bobby suck him off again but then have Bobby a pill and soon he was knocked out. He put the boy to bed and had Shaun get dressed and took him to the local bathhouse to let Shaun get fucked and so Eric could talk with some friends about his plans for Bobby.

Bob was going to spend a week at his big brother Shaun's apartment in New York City. Bob's 21st birthday was that week and his older brother told him they could go bar hopping too. Shaun was 28 years old and had already made so much money but he still had a roommate. Well Eric wasn't really a roommate but was his lover however neither Bob nor their parents knew. Shaun and Bob grew up in a very conservative religious sect and Shaun had moved to New York so he could come out yet remain in the closet to his family. Eric didn't like having to hide being gay but he loved Shaun and understood the situation so before Bob arrived he moved his clothes into one of the guest rooms. Shaun picked his brother up at the airport and saw his little brother still looked like a young boy. Bob is 5'7" and 125 pounds and had a tight body from years on the school swim team. His dirty blond hair was mid length and messy as it always was except when they went to church. His blue eyes were so blue they lookrd like dolls eye and everyone commented how cute they were and when he smiled as he often did he had the most adorable dimples. No one would think they were brothers as Shaun was 5'11" and 185 pounds and his body was clearly a gym body with nice muscles but not too much. He had brown eyes and short neat brown hair in the same style he wore his whole life and was the only conservative thing about him. While Bob was dressed in his usual skater attire Shaun wore Levi's jeans and a simple black T-shirt that accented his chest. "Bobby welcome to the City of Sin" Shaun exclaimed as he hugged his brother. Only his family still called him Bobby as he switched to calling himself Bob when he was 16 and was tired of being a little boy. "Wow! Shaun you got your ear pierced! Guess you don't ever plan on going home again". "That was two years ago, and I remove it when I visit home" "That's so cool you get to live here and not worry about what Dad and Mom will think. Dad yelled at me just last month when he saw me checking out a friends tattoo" Shaun grabbed one of Bob's bags and they took a cab into the City. During the ride Shaun pointed out various landmarks and they talked about what they might do together during Bob's visit. When Shaun pointed out a health club and told his brother that is where he and Eric workout, his brother asked why he has a roommate since he was rich. Shaun told him that he was small town rich but since NYC was so expensive having a roommate made sense and just then the cab stopped at the building. Bob was impressed with the doorman and fancy lobby and when they got in the elevator he was amazed that someone worked there too. The elevator was being staffed by Cory, a cute red haired twink. Shaun saw Bob looking at Cory a few times and for the first time wondered if maybe his little brother was gay too. Being seven years older he had already been out of the house before Bob became a teen and had always thought of him as a little boy and he hoped to get to know him more this week. If Bob liked the lobby he loved the apartment. Eight huge rooms over looking Central Park. Shaun told him that if he lived alone he probably would have a small place looking over a dumpster and he laughed when Bob told him he better keep Eric forever. After showing Bob his room for the week they relaxed and had a couple of drinks and talked about home, the family and friends. As the evening arrived so did Eric. Bob was speechless at first and stared at the six foot tall, muscular, bald, older black man. Eric had seen boys freeze like that before and knew the boy wasn't in shock but instead was in awe of the stud. Eric reached his hand out to shake and could feel the boy's hand tremble a bit and considering how cute Bob was got him wanting to pop his likely cherry boypussy. Shaun said he was thinking of taking Bob out to dinner but after Eric got everyone another drink they all agreed to stay in and relax. Bob couldn't stop staring at Eric and hoped his brother didn't catch him looking at Eric's bulge. When Bob went to the bathroom Eric told Shaun there was no way his brother was straight and said I bet he's jerking off right now. Shaun told Eric he thought Bob was checking out Cory earlier in the elevator. Shaun asked Eric if he wanted to chem Bob up and break his boypussy in and Eric pulled out of pocket and showed Shaun the package of Tina he picked up and said they'd make the cherry popping a night to remember. Shaun refilled his brother's cola and added some G to help speed things up.

At the baths. It was naked day. Older crowd but some big cocks. Horn 30's pulled me in to a dark corner of the maze, made me deep throat him and pulled on my balls. Thought that was going to be it or that he would be bottom but he unexpectedly turned me around and stick his big hard dick in me. We started to get some onlookers so he pushed me deeper in to the corner. Felt another couple of hands on me and then he shot. He stayed in for a while and grabbed the guys cock next to him then pulled out and shoved neighbours cock in me without missing a beat. My ass was very sloppy and squelchy by now. Another 2 guys joined us but I didn't see their faces, only their feed through my legs. I was crouched over a stool. Took I reckon 5 different guys and at least 3 loads. Cum leaked out over the leather sofa when I was having a drink later (no towels. Naked remember)

Got bored last night and decided to go top Parliament House with a few friends. I was already on my way to being drunk, and I added to it once there (there's a bartender there that fuck me, and now I get free drinks lol). Wound up noticing a black guy following me around. So I grabbed him as he walked past the corner I was sitting in and grabbed his crotch. He then led me to one of the nasty rooms at PH. I started to suck his dick (pretty big, like my regular fb: about 8" and thick), but he wanted to fuck. Didn't want to until he started rimming me. He did lube his dick, had me inhale a bunch of poppers, gotmein doggie style position, and then he rammed in my ass raw in one hard and fast thrust. No complaints as I like it rough. He only lasted about 10-minutes before dumping a good sized load deep in my ass. I wanted more dick but didn't find any more :-( ... until I went to Club O lol.

I am very interested in this topic too. And I hope a lot of tops read this too and appreciate the effort Bottoms go through to make sure they are clean and ready for them. After all, all tops have to do is drop their trousers and stick a stiff dick in a hole. Bottoms cannot just drop their trousers and be ready to fuck, unless you want a mess....

Part 3 As Eric lit the lighter he nodded to the TV and said I wish that me right now. The scene was the woman on her knees blowing the guy. Eric said to Bob that he knew that Bob wished it was him too. Bob looked and watched as she swallowed the guys entire cock and it made his mouth water. Then he saw another guy appear and the two guys started to make out. Bob then watched as Eric sucked in that awesome white smoke. Eric set the pipe down and then put his hand on the back of Bob's head pulling to to him and stopped less than an inch from being mouth to mouth and he slowly blow the cloud into the boy's mouth. Having Eric hold him felt so right and he hoped they did this again. Bob inhaled the smoke from Eric and held it until Eric told him to blow it back to him and then he pulled the boy's head further until they were connected. Bob nearly collapsed as he felt Eric's mouth against his. Eric took Bob's hand and placed it on Eric's throbbing cock and then pulled his head back and whispered into the boy's ear, "Watching the video I knew you wanted to be the one swallowing the cock. I know right now you're so horny you want my cock don't you?". Bob moaned out a quiet yes. Eric let the boy go and then told Shaun he wanted to watch him shotgun with his brother. Shaun moved quickly and picked up the pipe and held it to his brother's lips and called him his sexy little brother. As Bob inhaled Shaun locked eyes with him and their love and hunger got intense. Shaun set the pipe aside and put his mouth to his brother's and started making out. When Bob needed to exhale Shaun didn't bother trying to inhale as he instead was enjoying shoving his tongue into the boy's mouth. Bob reached for his brother's cock and they both moaned into each other's mouth. Bob opened his eyes and saw on the TV that the new guy was pushing his cock into the first guys mouth. The hunger inside him was almost out of control as he needed to get a cock in his mouth now. Finally Shaun let go of Bob's head and they separated. "Watching that guy suck his buddy is making my cock drip", Eric said, and Bob and Shaun turned to him and saw he was sitting naked and stroking himself. "Shaun come show your brother how to do it." The brothers knelt in front of Eric and Shaun told Bob to lick the head of Eric's cock. Bob was so excited and started to lick up all of Eric's precum and was addicted immediately. Shaun told him to watch his teeth and to take as much in his mouth as he could and Bob went down on it until he gagged. Eric took hold of his head and guided the boy further down as Shaun moved the boy onto his knees and then he removed both his and his brother's underwear. When Shaun touched his little brother's cherry boyhole the boy's body shook in pleasure but Eric held his head firm. "Looks like little Bobby likes his hole touched", Eric said, " Show him what getting his hole eaten feels like." As his brothers tongue licked his hole he tried to scream in delight but just then Eric pushed his cock into his throat and soon the feeling was too much and the boy started to cum. Shaun felt the spasm on the boy's hole and shoved his tongue all the way in and fucked the boyhole with it. Bob didn't know what happened but his orgasm went into overdrive. Eric fucked his throat a couple of times then held it all the way down and unloaded into his throat. When Eric let the boy's head up Shaun grabbed it and turned it to the side as he plunged his cock that was about to fire into it and just as he got it in it started shooting his load.

Part 2 Eric told Shaun that once the G kicked he would get Bob shirt and shoes off then he'd pull out a pipe and after getting Bob to blow some clouds he planned on molesting him while Shaun watched. When I get to his boypussy he told Shaun to get the bump ready and when he gets Bob ready to be fucked then we'll slam him. Shaun knew what Eric wanted to do because it's what he did to him and together they did to quite a few boys. It's as if Eric was on a mission to help all the bottom boys reach their full potential. Bob returned and hoped to keep cool. He finally got his uncut slightly thin seven inches to go down by splashing cold water on his face but seeing Eric smile at him almost made him rock hard again. He quickly sat down and almost as quickly drank the entire glass of cola which his brother refilled including some more G. Ten minutes later Eric asked Bob if he liked cola or did he not like alcohol. Bob told him that he hasn't ever had alcohol and was looking forward to his birthday so that he could. Eric told Bob to look to his left and then his right and asked if he saw his parents or a cop. Shaun then told his brother not to worry that this week he could do whatever he wanted. As Eric and Shaun started to discuss all the places they should take Bob to see he sat back and listened but mostly thought about seeing more of Eric's body and he looked at his brother and realized how hot he was too. Bob rubbed his crotch and his chest as he started thinking of their cocks. They saw the boy was relaxing and feeling good. "Since we're staying in tonight I'm getting comfortable". He then stood up and unbuttoned his shirt and watched Bob watch him. After he removed by his shirt leaving just a T-shirt covering his chest he removed his pants and loved seeing the boy's eyes bulge out. Eric wore boxer briefs that in no way his the fact that he was hung. Knowing the boy was ripe for picking he pulled his pipe out of a drawer and said to Bob that he bet he never got high yet either and then he took a hit. As Eric lit his lighter Shaun also removed his jeans and Bob nearly drooled as it was obvious that Shaun's cock was rock hard. Shaun sat back down and Eric passed him the pipe. Bob slowly unzipped his jeans and pushed them off as he watched his brother blow out a huge cloud. Eric added another shard to the pipe and started melting it as he walked to Bob. He told Bob to suck it very slowly and he put the pipe into the boy's mouth. He never asked a boy if he wanted to smoke and has never had a boy refuse it either. After having him blow his first cloud he told him that he needed to breathe deeper and had him suck on the pipe again. This time Bob blew a larger cloud but Eric told him to try again and soon the boy blew one of the largest clouds Eric ever saw a virgin blow. Eric and Shaun both hit the pipe a couple of times then Eric refilled it and gave it to Bob and told him to show us how big you can blow clouds. As Bob smoked away his inhibitions he watched Eric rub himself, then remove his shirt and rub his tits. Eric rubbed his cock through his boxer briefs and both he and Shaun watched how Bob couldn't take his eyes off of it. Shaun went to the media center and put a porn video on. This was the video Eric always used with a closet boy. It started out with just a man and woman with her blowing him but later a second guy joins and eventually the woman leaves. Five minutes later the boy was nearly moaning he was so horny and tweaked. "Shaun, do you think your little brother would like to try a shotgun?" "Yeah he's feeling so good I know he'll love it" Eric told Bob that he was going to take a hit then blow it into his mouth and they'd pass it back and forth.

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.

David is an 18 year old boy that my buddy Steve introduced me to. The first time I met David he was a little bashful and shy but Steve assured me that the kid would be up for some adventure. The three of us hung out for a couple of hours ... and when I drove David home, he pointed out where I should pick him up that night. It turns out that he was going to climb through his bedroom window because his parents were .... well you get the picture. That first night I took David to an after hours house party. I paraded him around for an hour or so and then took his young boy ass to one of the bedrooms. With a little coaxing I got him to strip out of his tee shirt, loosen his shorts and pull out his seriously large cock for a couple other guys to see. Without much more effort David ended up on his knees sucking cock for most of that night. I watched him gulp down 5 loads of cum but there were probably twice that many or more ... honesty I was kinda preoccupied for most of the evening getting fucked. Turns out he got fucked several times that night too. It was when I took David to the SAWMILL campground that I knew he had become a complete and total slut. By now I'd fucked him a bunch of time and had even taken him to a sex party but David at the Sawmill campground was better than a kid (which he was) in a candy story (which it was). We got there early Friday evening and he stuck pretty close but by Saturday mid morning he was completely at ease and pretty much running around on his own without much drama. By that afternoon he had vanished which I guess should have had me a little worried (but honesty it didn't - LOL). There were dozens of trailers, motor homes, cabins, tents and trails leading from place to place. I figured David knew exactly were to find me if he need or wanted anything - plus I was having a great time just hangin out at the pool. Late Saturday evening I found him again - It looked like he had been cruzing the bathroom at the pool area. David was gettin fucked by two guys in the shower area who were NOT taking no for an answer. They had him pushed up against a half wall that separated the shower area from the "hallway" and were pounding him hard enough that about the only thing he could do was just hang onto the wall itself. It was fucking HOT as hell. When I walked up it was clear David and I knew each other and I remember one of the guys was like "dude, do you know who this kid belongs to?" Apparently one of their friends had grabbed onto David earlier that day and had been keeping him spun up on G and X while they fucked him. When they invited me back to their cabin I realized David didn't even have any clothing ... they had just walked him over to the shower naked so he could clean up some. Later that night ... aka early early Sunday morning before it started getting light again we all headed out to "the trails." This time David had on some clothing (although not his) however by the time we were in the woods he was completely naked again. Now "the trails" at the Sawmill are just that ... a series of trails that just kind of loop around to each other with little areas tucked away here and there for guys to hook up in. We took David to the end of one of the little areas and basically spread him out on a bench where he started to get fucked again and again and again. In addition to the 4 guys from the cabin and myself ... I watched no fewer that 10 different guys fuck his once tight boy hole. David was probably fucked 20 or more times that weekend and Id bet he took enuf cum to fill a quart jar!

He just wanted to hang out, talk. It was so laid back and casual, I didn't even realize when he steered the conversation toward sex. He said some men are just made to be tops ... they know how to take charge of another person, and their big cock is evidence of the power they hold over others. On the other hand, he said some are just born submissive ... they typically have a smaller dick that just can't provide the same pleasure to a bottom. And they don't have an ass, they have a boypussy or a pussy, which can't resist a real man's cock. He asked me how big I was, and I told him. He kinda laughed and said, "Yeah ... you know most bottoms need more, right? This is what a real cock looks like." And just like that, he whipped out his huge 8.5" x 6" hard cock. I just sat there in shock, but I couldn't take my eyes off it, and got rock hard myself. He said, "It looks like you wanna touch it. Go ahead." So I reached over the couch and took it in my hand, and started jacking him off. For some reason, I felt the urge to get on my knees in front of him, and kept going. He told me to suck it, but I told him I only meant to hang out with him, not have sex. Just then a big drop of precum appeared on his slit. "Look, you don't have to suck it, but just lick that off before it hits the floor, yeah?" The drop got bigger, and started rolling down the shaft. I quickly stuck out my tongue and licked it off. Before I knew it, another drop was rolling down, and I instinctively kept lapping it up. I couldn't stop myself at that point, I took the first few inches into my mouth. "Good boy, see? You were born for this. I knew you couldn't resist." And he was right, his cock was intoxicating. As I sucked his cock deeper, he stood up and held my head still while fucking my throat. "Ohhh yeah, good little faggot, hot little cockslut." I wanted to protest what he was saying, but having his cock in my mouth made me turned on by those words. I could feel myself falling deeper into what I later realized is a very submissive, suggestable state. Eventually we moved to his bedroom and continued. He said he wanted to fuck me, and I said no. "Let me just rim you, then." And I agreed. When my clothes came off, he held my smaller dick against his and smirked. "You belong in chastity." I shouldn't have let him near my ass because his tongue felt amazing. "Let me fuck you." Again I said no. "Just the tip." I didn't say anything for a while, but I couldn't resist for long. "Okay, just the tip. For a few seconds, then take it out." He agreed as he grabbed lube. When he slid the head in, it hurt, and he implored me to at least wait until it felt better before taking it out. I relented, and it wasn't long before it started to feel good. After a few minutes, I told him to take it out. "Just a few more minutes?" I couldn't say no. What I didn't realize at the time was that he was slowly sliding more of his cock into me. "Hang on, let me re-adjust." He pulled his cock all the way out, then slid it back in. I moaned. "Yeah, good boy, your pussy needs this cock, doesn't it?" I didn't say anything as he continued to pull out, then back in again. Eventually I turned to look at him, and told him to get a condom. "Why? I'm not fucking you. I just wanna have some fun, then we'll stop." As his cock continued moving in and out, deeper with each thrust, I just moaned. It was getting harder to think clearly. He kept up for what must have been half an hour. I was a quivering mess at that point, and he said he was going to own my pussy ... going to breed it. I tried to push him away, but he grabbed on and it was too late. I was embarrassed on my way out, trying not to make eye contact, but he just said, "You'll be back for more." He was right. I went back three more times before I was able to stop myself. And even then, it was only because he started talking about "booty bumps" and whoring me out. I was turned on, but terrified, and that was the end of that.

I was feeling horny, so I phoned in sick and went to the sauna in the next town. It is down a side-street in a pretty run down area. The place is none too clean, and the clientele tend to be older, sleazy and not exactly in shape, but I was only interested in stiff cocks. I undressed, put my stuff in a locker and then headed upstairs, wearing just a towel, heading for the third floor where the darkrooms, cubicles and slings are located. As I expected, the third floor was dark and smelled of body odor. As my eyes adjusted, I saw a space off to one side with a bench on one wall. I could just make out a figure laying there, so I went inside and began feeling his body, my hand sliding down his heavy belly, and when I reached his crotch I found a stubby erection standing straight-up. Sighing happily, I knelt beside him and began to suck the veiny cock which oozed pre-cum onto my tongue. My towel had slid down and my bare ass was up-raised. Suddenly I felt a hand on my ass, and a finger dripping with lube sliding into my arse hole. I gasped, but before I could react anymore, the finger was replaced with a long, thin cock which slid smoothly into my rectum. I barely had time to realise he wasn't wearing a condom when the fat guy lying beneath me produced some poppers and clamped the bottle to my nose. I inhaled deeply and felt my body sag in sweet surrender to the naked cock sliding deliciously in and out of me. It was all over so quickly. He stiffened, gasped and then his cock was throbbing and spurting into me. After he finished, he slid out, gave a low chuckle and said "You're fucked, sunshine" and then he was gone. I was still flying from the poppers, barely able to understand what I had done when the fat guy pulled me down to the bench onto my side, with my back to him, his arms locked around my chest, his belly squashed against my back, and his thick, blunt cock nosing easily into my sperm-filled hole. He grunted and began to thrust, at the same time producing the bottle and forcing me to sniff. "Aw, christ!" he gasped "Gonna cum in you, boy." And then his whole body rippled and shook, I realised a second man had cum in my ass. When he was finished, I rolled away and lay on my back, gasping. He clambered heavily over me and ruffled my hair, laughed and remarked "Hope you liked what I gave you!" Then he was gone. Later, I went down to the coffee bar and started chatting with a moustached guy with pierced nipples. He said he wanted to fuck me, but, as I had noticed a discreet biohazard tattoo on his hip, I answered his invitation asking "I'm not sure, but you're poz, aren't you?" He gave an evil laugh and said "I wouldn't worry about that. Your ass has already been mentioned in despatches by some good friends of mine. You've been pozzed twice today already!" He finished his coffee and stood up. The towel stood out with the outline of a a heavy erection. "C'mon," he invited, adding "your arse is mine...."

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?"

Rented a motel last night near the seedy side of southeast Houston intending to take some hot nutt. Boy did I ever!! Posted this ad on Craigslist: FAGGOT SLUT FOR ANON BREEDING Wht bareback cumdump with big ass looking to get loaded up. Prefer Blk & Latino but open. Love anon encounters and if you have a buddy even better. Door will be ajar for you to come in, unload and bounce. >>>ABSOLUTELY NO CONDOMS!!<<< Must send a pic of your dick to be considered. Text/email only Within about 30 mins I got my first hit by text. Guy was about 30 mins away, but still wanted to come. Same thing with a guy who contracted me by email. Both wanted to come unload. Next came a hit on my kik app. And another. Kik #1: Black top, nearby looking to unload. Gave him the address and waited. about 10 mins later, I had the door open. He comes in, slid inside and started pumping away. Emptied his balls and left. 5 mins after he left, email guy shows up. Walks in and starts fucking. Literally 3 mins later, kik #2 knocks on the door. I let him in. He was into joining in and I started sucking on his fast black cock. Another 3 mins and another knock at the door. Text dude. He's into joining in as well. Turns out email guy is totally turned on by the scene and starts directing traffic on my ass. I am in pig heaven! All three have great cocks and pretty soon they each take their turns unloading deep in my slut ass. Couldn't have planned it better if I tried!

So I was at a leather club last weekend and visited the darkroom. It was really dark.. couldn't see anything, but I got into position with my ass in the air. Soon after that I heard another guy come in and after some fumbling he found me and pushed his cock inside me. I had had a few beers, and started taking a lot of poppers while he fucked me so I was kind of lost...I just loved him fucking me and begged him to cum in me. He said something but I didn't really pay attention to what since I was so horny. He came in me and got up and walked out. It was only then that I thought about what he said: it was something like "do you want my poz cum?". I had just continued to beg him for it, and he had said it again, but I still just said I wanted his cum inside me. So he spunked me up. Still don't know if I catched it, but I should probably get tested. I don't think I'll mind much either way, but it's good to know of course.

Click here to see Sauna Slut's original blog post... What a night tonight’s turned out to be. *A few days ago I got a message from a lad (we’ll call him Ben) who said he was in town, a reader of the blog, and also an ex-porn model. *He said he’d like to meet up, have a few drinks and a chat – now, as a mere novice who writes a blog, how could I refuse the invite from this relatively seasoned porn actor? *Thankfully I had this evening off work, so we arranged to meet at 6pm at his hotel bar. I got there, and bought a round of drinks, choosing a table by the windows overlooking the river, and in the corner. *He arrived and holy shit… what a hottie! About my height, decent build, spiked hair and nicely trimmed facial hair… he’s a very good looking guy, with light blue eyes that you just want to stare into and get lost in. He’s also a trendy dresser, something that unfortunately I can’t profess to be. *I was dressed in casual jeans, a tee, and some scuffed white trainers. *He was looking very fine in designer jeans and a long sleeved tee. At first we both seemed fairly nervous, and the conversation was merely around work, what brought him to town, and touched briefly on the blog. *The bar filled up with people, so when he bought the second round in, he suggested we go up to his room so we could talk properly. During the early chat we established, very casually the rules surrounding our chat and what I can and can not post. *Whilst I was hoping for a full interview, some photos, and perhaps some action videos (forever the optimist me!), unfortunately he has been in a relationship with a guy for the past 10 months and is very reluctant to have him self ID’d on the blog. *Not because he’s got anything to hide, he explained, but because his boyfriend wouldn’t understand and it would cause issues between them. *He went on to say that had he not been in the relationship, he would have been more than happy to have a full on interview, photos *and the whole show put on the blog, beleiving that it would be an exciting and entertaining thing to do. However it would appear that our one time porn actor and slut at heart, is very much in love with his partner, and doesn’t want to jeprodise that. We agreed that I could write about the encounter, providing nothing that would/could identify him personally was posted.**Now, I’m a slut and all, but I’m also a decent guy, so I will respect his desires and concerns. After moving to his room, the conversation covered various issues of gay life, how he met his fella, what his thoughts were on being in a relationship, when your sexual desires are at odds with that, to his experiences in porn, and of course his attitudes to barebacking. The porn that he has done in the past, has all been of the safer sex variety, this apparently wasn’t so much down to personal choice as circumstance. *The time when he did it (about 3-4 years ago), the bareback porn industry in the UK was still in its fledgling stage, and the majority of agents were still looking for safer sex, condom using models. *He also revealed that at the time, and to some degree today as well, the pay difference between those doing safer sex and bareback isn’t that much… something that I found quite interesting as it is often rumoured that young lads go for the bareback option because it pays much more. *Perhaps this is true in the USA and Europe, but it would appear that here in Blighty, that isn’t totally true. *Which leads one to suspect (fantasise) that the guys doing it bareback here, aren’t doing it so much for the money, but because they really do genuinely like bareback sex, and as such, are also into it in their personal lives. *He also revealed something shocking about the porn industry. He alledges that if you’re a safer sex porn model, the studio’s do not ask to see certificates of sexual health tests, and merely ask/request that you don’t turn up to the shoots with “any visible STD’s”. *Now this is incredible. *Sure, condoms will reduce the spread of HIV and syphilis, but what about all the other STD’s that one can have, without any outwardly visible symptoms… hep for example. *A virus which can have no symptoms, and can be spread by oral sexual acts, such as rimming… where clearly no condoms are used. Of course, in the bareback world, tests are required (or so we’re told – given the scandal in 2007 when 3 young lads were infected with HIV on a British porn shoot after apparently no test certificates were required to be shown) – one would have thought that things were now much more regulated/stringent… but my source alluded that this perhaps wasn’t always the case. *He also suggested that perhaps the guys were’nt pozzed up during the actual shoot itself. *As the guys that do bareback, as I said above, don’t really do it for the money, *but rather because they’re into bareback – thus, they’ll be barebacking with all and sundry in their personal lives, so there’s every likely hood that they were infected outside of the shoot. *However, of course this has been done to death on various other sites and blogs, and I’m not one to speculate.. I’ll leave that to others. *But it’s certainly interesting to hear it from someone who’s got first hand experience of the mainstream porn industry here in the UK. Getting into porn initially for the money, he now say’s that is the wrong reasons to get into it. *At the time he was working as a dancer/entertainer in gay clubs and bars here in the UK, and kinda “fell” into that side of things. *He really enjoyed it, even though now he’s moved on and has a very respectful, professional career. *Asked whether he’d consider doing porn in general again in the future, or more*specifically, moving into bareback porn, he was quite coy about it. *He explained that he had just been getting into much more sleazier sex, including plenty of bareback sex as a bottom, taking loads from strangers in sex clubs, sauna’s etc (he went as far as to say when he reads my blog, he can see aspects of himself in me) just before he got into the current relationship, and that it was that relationship which is preventing him from acting on his quite slutty and perverted urges. *Prompted a little further, he admits that were his current situation to change, he’d definitely revert back to his slutty ways, and most definitely consider going back into the porn industry, especially to be a bareback model. *So whilst I wish him every success in his relationship, there is a part of me looks forward to the day I see him in a sling being filmed by Liam Cole taking all the cock he can get. We discussed sex clubs around the UK; Hard-On, Boltz, PlayPit, The Fort etc etc, which ones we’d been to, which ones we preferred and the sort of encounters we got up to in both of them. * The wine flowed easily and the jokes and laughs were two a penny. *I got the impression that if it weren’t for his relationship status, he’d be very happy to continue with the path he was embarking and explore fully the darker sides of his perversions. *He thoroughly openly admits to loving bareback sex, and wanting to get as much of it as he can – however at the moment, his love for his man, is greater than his love for slutdom, which is to be commended in this day of sexual superficiality. The subject of the blog proved popular, and was discussed on more than one occasion. *He’s been reading it for the last few days, and remarked that he’d seen a positive change in its form and direction over the previous 12 months, which is nice, given that I’ve put a lot of effort into it. *He was also keen to suggest idea’s for how it could be improved, and ways to make it more interactive, marketable. *Which is always good to hear from readers. *After all, its you guys whom I do it for, so it’s always good to have your feedback. *He also remarked on what he feels is key to keeping it successful. *Home made, amateur porn made on a home video camera. *He warned about making the footage appear too professional, that whilst it may be frustrating at times for me, it’s that amateurism that makes it so popular to people, as it portrays that I’m a regular guy, having amazingly dirty sex with strangers, and that anyone, given a video camera, can do the same things. *And that was great to hear, as that is exactly what I set out to do when I started making videos for the blog. *I wanted it to be the confessions of an ordinary guy next door, having extraordinary bareback sex. *And it would appear, from listening to Ben, that I’ve achieved it. Whilst on the subject of barebacking, we broached the issue of attitude to risk, and I was interested to learn that despite his safer sex porn days, and love of his man, his attitude to barebacking is much the same as mine. *That it’s the best way to fuck, and that if one catches anything, then thats the risk we take as barebackers. *We discussed some things that I promised that I wouldn’t post on here, due to their personal, potentially identifying nature (sorry boys, but despite wanting to post everything, I’m true to my words). The night wore on, and he removed his jeans and boxers, and I couldn’t help cop an eyeful of his amazing body and HUGE cock, complete with sexy as hell tattoo. *He saw me, and made some joke, to which I replied “don’t mind me..”! *He slipped into some loose gray tracky bottoms, which showed his massive cock off very nicely, and if I’m honest, my hole certainly twitched in anticipation… There was quite a bit of sexual tension in the air, and had he been in the mood to do some topping, I’m sure that I’d have gotten my hole ploughed and filled by him. *We tried to get in touch with a few tops I know to come around to his room and give him a filling, but due to the lateness of day, it was a fruitless search. *I felt bad, as here I was, a self professed slut, who doesn’t go without sex, unable to get a fucking stunning former porn model some raw cock at short notice, despite my phone being full of guys into bareback… I explained that this was the nature of the City in which I lived, hence why I travel a lot to sex parties and orgies around the UK. *With us both being bottoms, I could feel his pain, the poor lad just wanted to get used and abused by some bareback tops so bad. *In the end, whilst talking about poppers, he started sniffing at mine, and wanking through his tracky bottoms. *He took out his cock, and it was clear that whilst no fucking was going to happen tonight, the game was on if i wanted some action. *I stood up and made my way over to his bed. *I knelt down and took his monsterous cock in my mouth. *I sucked as best I could, determined to make an impression. *I licked his balls, rimmed his hole, which is beautifully tight and pert. *I stuck my tongue in deep, whilst he sniffed on the poppers. *Then after a while, I could tell he was about to shoot. *I wrapped my mouth around his shaft, and let him empty his balls into my mouth. *His cum tasted delicious… not surprising as i certainly got the impression he’s one for looking after himself (no smoking, not excessive drinking too much, and a healthy diet etc etc. He cleaned his cock up, and we chatted briefly some more, but it was clear, that now being 11pm, it was time for me to make my move. *I thanked him for an enjoyable evening, and said that I hoped we’d see each other again soon. *I made my leave and emerged into the fresh evening air, quite in awe at the pleasant, charming, very attractive guy who I’d just met. All in all a most interesting evening, I’m not sure who was more pleased at meeting the other. *Me for having met not just a Eurocreme porn model, who also is a long standing reader and fan of the blog, or him for having met the person who writes Confessions Of A Bareback Sauna Slut. *If points had to be awarded for sexiest guy in the room, he’s the winner of that one hands down. *He’s the kind of guy that I could probably be good friends with, very honest and open, into very much the same kinda sex and scene as me, and were we to be friends, we’d be those type of friends that were always going out for dirty bareback weekends away, challenging each other to take more and more cock and cum from ever increasing numbers of strangers. If his circumstances change, and he’s ever happy for me to post pictures and more details, then rest assured I’ll willingly to a more indepth post… as it happens, I don’t feel I can say too much more without broaching onto issues that run the risk of exposing him. More...

I had just turned 23. My buds and I drove out to New Orleans for the weekend to celebrate. We booked rooms at the Hilton on Canal Street. I had never been to the Big Easy and was terribly excited. We did the whole "Ghost tour" thing and I had my fortune told in a little store on St. Anne just south of Bourbon St., and we drank, and drank, and drank, and did I mention that we DRANK? On our third night there we all decided to go out and explore the city on our own. Jeff and Paul had met these two girls at a bar last night who agreed to go out on a date with them. Phillip wanted to tour the Garden District, and Randy was invited to some rave party. I was left to my own devices for the night. I took a shower and started picking through my clothes. I decided on a pair of ripped jeans and a blue button down shirt. As I walked, not paying much attention as to where I was going, I found myself in need of a drink. Thirst had hit me and as I looked around I saw a little place called Rawhides and went inside. I ordered a rum and coke and sat at the bar, the bartender was really nice so I left him a good tip. When I started looking around I noticed there were more guys than girls in the place, and when my attention came to the overhead televisions I learned why. The big giant dick on the screen told me everything I needed to know. "Oh well, enjoy your drink James." I said to myself. After all, I had been curious about what sex with another man would be like. My friends would rag on me and give me hell if they ever found out, and I know that if I ever said I was gay they would be totally cool with it. Hell, this is New Orleans, the gay capital of the south. "Hi!" said a voice off to my right. When I looked over to greet this stranger my eyes fell on the greek Adonis! Big, burly, chiseled. This guy had to be at least 6'8", and 190 lbs. He had beautiful short, curly, dark brown hair. A little shading of beard on his face. A thick patch of hair showing on his chest from where his shirt was undone. Biceps that looked as if they could crush a car in under three seconds. Broad shoulders. And a very nice size package pressing against the inside of his jeans. This man was the physical manifestation of sex! A walking, living, god among men, and he is talking to me! Me, the 5'7", brown haired, brown eyed boy who barely reaches 170 lbs fully dressed. I am not a bad looking guy, but I would describe myself as being more average than anything else. "Hello." I said, giving him a casual friendly smile. "My name's Patrick. This your first time here?" "I'm James, and yes actually. I been walking the quarter all night and I got lost and thirsty so I walked into here to get a drink and rest my feet a bit." "Well James I am glad you came in tonight. It's nice to see a new face here every once in a while." His smile was sincere. In my mind I found myself begging him to fuck my ass until I passed out! I had never thought I would actually be seriously wishing to have another man shove his cock up my ass. I was so totally drawn to him. Then a large pop caught my attention and I looked away from Patrick for a moment to find the cause of the sound and to quickly compose myself. Perhaps I looked away too long? I don't know what guys do with guys in places like this. Do I need to talk about my shoe size or something? "I have an idea." he said, "Why don't you finish your drink and then we can go back to my place. Its just around the block." "That sounds like a good idea to me." Oh god, this stud is inviting me back to his place! And I agreed!!! Well it was just an invite to his place, maybe we are going to just watch porn and jack each other off or something. I need a drink! After about three minutes or so of chit chat and looking Patrick's body over, I downed my drink entirely and said "Lets go." We started walking down the street alone, and then.. .. .. .. .. BLACK!!! When I came too I was a little dizzy at first. I wanted to rub my eyes but my arms were stuck above my head. When I felt my wrists with my hands I discovered that I was handcuffed, and the cuffs were attached to something that no human could possibly move. I was cold, naked, and strapped to a concrete table with my legs hanging off the other end. I couldn't twist my body and roll off because I would have broken both of my wrists and possibly an arm in the process. I could feel my nakedness against the cold of the table I was on, it felt like stone. I was able to look around the room I was in just a little bit. I saw fat red pillar candles with two white taper candles on each side of the red one, all in a huge circle around me as far as I could tell. To my left looked like some ritualistic altar with a knife, sword, cup, a marble penis statue, and that was all I could make out. I was naked, tied down, surrounded by candles, and I was in front of an altar..... was I abducted by Jesus freaks gone bat shit crazy? Are my friends playing a secret prank on me? What the hell is going on??? A door slammed somewhere I couldn't see and I heard the sound of heavy foot steps walking closer to me, "Let me go!" I shouted, but no reply. I heard some shuffling near me. I cried out louder "Let me the fuck go!" and then a hand grabbed me by my hair and picked my head up and slid a blindfold on me. I kept screaming and screaming for help to only be answered by my own echo. I even cried out for my Adonis, Patrick, but he never came. Do they have him too? I cried out louder and louder until the person who blindfolded me shoved a ball gag in my mouth and strapped it around me before he put a burlap sack over my entire head. I could feel him putting a collar around my neck to keep the sack from working its way loose. Now all I could do was listen to my own muffled cries for help. I heard a lighter being flicked, they were lighting the candles. It took what seemed like forever. I still fought against my restraints but with no luck. Feet were being shuffled around me. Hands were touching me all over. My arms, legs, chest, dick, balls. But these hands felt different, like squishy, and then when I felt the five razors start rubbing my skin I knew I was being shaved completely. I had best not move, the last thing I want to do is have the guy shaving my balls hack them off. Tears started running down my face. A loud chain was rattled and my hands were being moved along with the rest of my body, I was being flipped over! They shaved my ass, then flipped me back over. After I was washed down and dried, I heard again the shuffling of feet around me and the occasional hand reaching out to touch various parts of my body. I was terrified. Then I heard Patrick! He whispered into my ear "Relax, you are going to be ok. This will all be over soon. We just needed a vessel and you were prime for it. Lay back and enjoy, soon you will be one of us, one of the Brotherhood." If only I could have moved more than a pathetic lunge I would have ripped his eyes out of his fucking head! What did he mean I was about to be a part of the Brotherhood? Either way, what he told me was enough to let me know that I was going to live! Maybe they just needed a physical body to be present for their ritual, they didn't have to shave me though. Either way, I am going to survive. I heard clanking on the altar as if someone was picking something up. It sent chills all through me. "Hail guardians of the watchtowers of the east......" Ok so this is a cult thing! They don't kill people, and I do know they work naked. I think they call this a circle casting. I decided that I would go along with it and relax and just go with it, it could be fun. After the circle was cast a few other things were said that I don't remember. What I do remember very vividly was as follows: "Today let us celebrate the breeding of the blessed vessel of men, let us offer the great Phallus worship by flooding, whith our seed, the orifices of the vessel. Let us rejoyce brethren. For today we shall kneel and worship the mighty and irresistable Phallus." Oh nice! They are going to worship my cock! "Upon the altar his mighty seed shall be shed for us men to drink and to know our god." This isn't how I thought my first gay sexual encounter would go. "Upon this day, I shall desecrate the chalice. I shall masturbate upon the altar stone. I shall shed my seed, at the Ritual of Desecration, let us all partake." I wonder if they are all just going to shoot cum on me? I felt a finger drawing something on my forehead. I guess this is what they must do then. "All that is human and male exists to create opportunities for the worship of Phallus. Every moment that is spent in worship is rewarded with joy and satisfaction and meaning. In the heart of the worshiper, there is a perfect and burning longing for union with Phallus, for the flooding of seed into the body and soul of the worshiper. Unto thee mighty god I offer the seed of my phallus, at a ritual offering within thy temple, we shall shed our seed and feed all. Let the Lords of omnipotent Phallus cloak themselves. Grant unto us, thy servants, thine infernal lust! Oh master of lust and perversion, imbue our bodies with thine abysmal lust. Make us worthy of this ritual, for we are thy sons! As we worship, the flow of incandescent adoration for Phallus becomes nourishment for the creation of the Universe! The more selfless and absolute we are devoted, the greater the flow, from our heart and life-force, into the power of Phallus! Infernal energy of lust, enter our souls and bodies! Let the breeding at the ritual begin!" This is when my legs were lifted and I could feel a dick being pressed into my ass hole! Was this man even wearing a condom? It hurt like hell, the only lube he used was spit! In and out, in and out! Oh fuck this felt better than I could ever have imagined. Then I heard a different voice start speaking. "Let us worship the pendulous, heaviness of God, the warm blood filled flesh, the thick veins that pulse under our tongue. Let us all give true devotion to the Phallic fire that sustains all creation! Our cunts shall feed with lust, shall satiate fully the phallic urge of all men, for they shall be portals to ineffable joy, filled with the blessed seed of men. Let all place and time be offered to the worship and service of men. Let us do the will of our God Phallus, to give pleasure to and awaken all men upon Earth. Let us deny no man upon Earth the utter satisfaction of their blessed cravings, for we are the servants of lust upon Earth, offering our cunts and bodies to the pleasures of men, and to fulfill our purpose to lust and the urges of the sons of men. There is no love other than the love of the worshiper for Phallus. The heart of the worshiper is filled with the essence of Phallus, the fluids that flow through phallus, the smell of phallus, the throbbing presence of every phallus! We shall feed on our seed to please God Phallus. His infernal lust dwells within these sacred cells of the seed of enlightenment and knowledge. Let us do the will of Phallus, let us intoxicate our senses, partaking of the seed of Phallus' lust. On our knees we long for and pray to the sacred knowledge that is semen. When you look at a man, know that this flesh, this hair, these eyes and hands and muscles and mind are all creations of Phallus and Phallus will be adored and worshiped." "Love men as vessels of semen, of seed; and love men as the bearers of Phallus, the living-place and temple of Phallus. Let us give our semen freely to all men. As we ejaculate, let us allow Phallus to fully express its majesty. Lust lies deep withing the phallus, that sacred seed we shed is replete with infernal energies. Let us all shed our seed for men, to feast on a worship as sons of Phallus." The fucking I was getting was so hot! I could feel my dick getting harder and harder with each thrust into my ass. I was being fucked for the very first time in my life! Then I heard the anonymous man fucking me say out loud "I'm coming! I am filling your virgin cunt with my AIDS fucker!" and he thrust as deep into me as he could as he shot his load. I couldn't move. I couldn't cry. I couldn't beg for help. All I could do was lay there and let him inject my ass with his AIDS. I sobbed as much as I could considering my entrapment. That is when the man fucking me pulled out and said: "Receive our seed offering tonight. We offer unto thee the seed of our lust. Mighty Phallus we offer our seed into the vessel as a pledge of our worship unto you. Let us brethren breed the cunts of men with the lust of phallus deep in our loins. For this pleasure is beyond words, beyond all other earthly delights. With Phallic lust raging within, let us breed the cunts of men. Their cunts are portals of intense pleasure. Let these forces of lust flow freely and make whole all men. May the cunts of all mortal men be bred by thy true servants of Phallus, let the cunts of thy slaves be offered to all perversions. On our knees let us worship mans sacred seed and devote ourselves to this ever flowing sacred seed. Flooding the fluids of lust into the body and soul of the worshiper. Giving pleasure to Phallus is the purest prayer, and giving pleasure to the cunts of men awakens all men to perfect life of self fulfillment and incomparable lust. Phallus is the oldest and deepest religion given to our species. By falling on our knees and accepting Phallus as God with our heart, soul, mind and body, we are joining the infinite Brotherhood that has threaded through history, through creation. The cunts of men shall be inpregnated, flooded with lust and the sacred seed. They shall give us pleasure beyond compare, to serve our god and create his legion of the sons of men. Be merciful unto me, oh lord God Phallus, for man shall swallow cum every day of his life. Your holy juice is the seed of life. All men around the world must worship you daily by sucking cock very hard and swallowing hot come with dedicated love. May your holy seed be available to all men who suck in glory and worship. Let us desecrate on this profane day. Let Phallus' infernal lust guide us, and show unto men our truest nature. Upon the altar we shall breed the cunts of men. Hail God Phallus" That is when every man took his turn fucking me and filling me with their cum. I was fucked by 13 cocks that night. Every one of them had either unmedicated HIV or AIDS. That was 4 months ago. Today I have AIDS and I am med resistant. After, when I was released that night of the ritual, I sat down and I cried. I have not been back to New Orleans since that night, and I have never heard a thing from Patrick. I was gang raped. I enjoyed the violation. The other night I came clean to my friends about being gay. They were all cool with it. Phillip even confessed that he was curious about getting fucked in the ass. Tonight he is coming over and he plans to ride my cock bare. Guess I have decided to pass on my super bug. That is my Ritual of Desecration, my adoration to Phallus. Blessed be....

my ass cause it can take any and all and not complain

I seem to have been lucky, because most guys I hook up with seem pretty open about playing with spit, at least to some extent. For me, it's a huge turn-on and if a guy is not at all into it, I most probably won't meet him a second time.

Always had a thing about getting used by poz fat guys.

I eat oats every morning and use enemas just when know I´m gonna have so much sex; when have just one or two lovers, just drink slowly water 2 or 3 liters. Please be care with chia, cause it can make you lost weight, here in my country everybody who takes it, is just to lose weight.

Part 3 I felt someone get behind me, hands on my hips to steady me into position. For the first time, I felt a man's cock pushing into my arse hole. I gasped in pain as my hole was forced open, and then the head burst into me and the shaft slid into me with a delicious, slippery rush. More poppers were thrust under my nose, and I sagged in surrender to the plunging cock fucking me. I managed to look back over my shoulder to see a fat, sweaty guy thrusting his belly against my naked bottom, a snarl of pleasure on his ugly face. "Fuck the little bitch!" Someone whispered. I felt his thrusts become more urgent, his cock stiffening and then, with a loud grunt he pulled me into him, flopping and jerking against me as he filled me with cum. After a few moments, he slid his cock out of me and I felt wetness around my hole. The stocky guy stroked my hair and rubbed my back. "Good lad," he said. "Let them breed you.." I felt his hands on my buttocks, pulling the cheeks apart and another man got into position, mounting me like a pig as I bent forward against the urinal. A long, thin cock slid up me and began to move slowly, sexily in my hole. I looked back to see the thin guy with the sunken cheeks and realised what was happening. I panicked and tried to get up, but strong hands held me bent over and the poppers were held to my nose despite me shaking my head, and I felt my body start to melt. "Too late now, you little bitch." Whispered the stocky guy in my ear. "Time to join the club." I felt the cock in me swell and throb as it squirted it's dirty seed and knew I was being bred. Tears splashed into the white bowl of the urinal, but when he'd finished I just stayed there, no longer needing to be held down, and spread my own cheeks to receive the next diseased cock...

Got a message from growlr. A guy was looking for a top but he was rooming with his brother. I told him to meet me in the lobby. It took me about 15 minutes to get to his hotel. Once i saw him i texted him to follow me. i looked for the signs and headed towards the restroom. once we were in we got into a stall. No words exchhanged. I just turned him around, pulled his pants off and just all the way in with the help of a little spit. Didn't take too long to breed his hole. He was hot with a tight hole. i have two out of towners lined up on new years eve. Both of them wantts me to breed them. One married with kids. More in the new year.

Eating poz sperm out of a hole and feeding it back binds the two men in a primal connection. Even better when both men have poz loads in their hole to be eaten and shared!

Became a total slut at the local bathhouse saturday night. Decided on the anon scene. Got on all fours in my room blindfolded. Guy comes in and fucks me and fucks me for a good 30 minutes. dropped a huge load in me and asked if he could cum back later and drop some more. Second guy walks in much smaller cock fucks me and drops his load. Decided to roam around a bit saw a regular fuck bud soon as i saw him rock hard rode his cock. Walking around some more got two nice thick 8 inchers to fuck my face and and boyhole. At the end of the day got 8 hot cocks and loads. Hole is feeling sore in a good way today!!!

Needless to say, HIV was being transmitted in the late 80’s despite the push for safer sex. Poz guys and men with AIDS were actively looking to hook up and have unsafe sex because it felt better, and also because of the power rush of pozzing a neg guy. Gift giving and stealthing might not have been coined yet, but there it was. I learned this first hand in my own apartment. I was a 20 something horny gay male, in a more or less monogamous relationship (I had jacked off with a few others, but was VERY afraid of HIV.) My partner John was older than I, a top and we had good sex. John’s previous partner, Matt, was HIV+ and living in San Francisco. I had heard all about Matt: he was in his mid 30’s, had a bad childhood, usually a bottom but had a big dick, etc. Their relationship had not ended well, but they still talked on the phone. I had also heard of some of their exploits in the pre-AIDS era. It fucking turned me on! The fact that Matt lived in San Francisco and bottomed made his diagnosis unsurprising, although my partner was sorry for him. I had seen photos of Matt and had some fantasies about him. Matt was taking a road trip back see family and friends east of Minneapolis so he wanted to stop for a few days to visit. My partner wasn’t keen on it, but we had a spare bedroom and I said we should be hospitable. I also wanted to see what he was like in person. He arrived midweek in early June and we had dinner at home with beer and wine. Matt was thinner than I expected, but still rather hot in a swarthy way—trim beard and hair showing on his chest because he had a short sleeve polo shirt with the 3 buttons open. Matt and my partner reminisced about old times and talked about the “golden era” of San Francisco. Matt looked at me when he said there were still lots of hot sex going on. I was quite boned by the conversation. I wasn’t drinking, but Matt and John were. Not to excess, but I think the booze loosened their tongues. Hell—I didn’t mind—it fed into my sexual fantasies. Matt seemed to like me, and that stroked my ego as much as my libido. All three of us sat around chatting until near 11 and my partner said he was wiped and had to go to bed as he worked at 8 in the morning. My schedule was much more flexible as I managed the apartment building where we lived in so I said I’d be in a bit later. Matt and I sat on the couch in the living room and talked. He asked what I had heard about him from John. I demurred that I didn’t know too many details, although I had heard he had a big dick. I winked as I said that. Matt laughed and said that much was certain and asked if I wanted to see it with a wink of his own. I blushed and stammered and Matt said I looked cute like that. With that statement Matt got up for a bathroom break. He came back in a robe “to be more comfortable” he stated. He also had a videotape in hand that he wanted me to watch. I told him the spare bedroom was the TV room. “Maybe we could all watch the tape tomorrow” I suggested. “I hear you like a good massage” Matt changed the subject. I looked at him surprised and he laughed and said John had mentioned it and Matt said he used to do massage work professionally. “Why don’t you sit on the floor in front of me and let me work on your shoulders” When I said that wasn’t necessary he insisted—after all, we were showing him our hospitality and it was the least he could do to make me feel good. Damn did Matt have strong hands! I sighed and was quickly relaxed and putty in his hands. With his gentle urging, I removed my shit so he could work easier. Matt said it was a pity he hadn’t brought his portable massage bed as I had tension knots in my back. After working some more, he suggested I lie down on a towel in his bed so he could apply oil and give me a thorough rubdown. Again I said that wasn’t necessary but Matt said “for goodness sake, don’t be such a woosey!” He grabbed my hand and lifted me up and reached over to pick up his tape off the coffee table. I was feeling nervous as well as excited. Matt’s sinewy body really showed through the robe as I followed him. Matt also closed the bedroom door so he could play his tape and the VCR wouldn’t wake my partner. Those feelings now intensified! I sat on the edge of the bed while Matt slid the tape in and turned the TV on. He told me the tape was a special one starring none other than him. He knelt behind me and started massaging my shoulders while the tape got started. It started with a few minutes of some television drama. He then laid a large beach towel on the bed and told me to lie on it facing the TV so I could watch while getting massaged. He worked my back like a pro and the oil felt so good against my skin—I sighed and relaxed. Matt didn’t want to get oil on my jeans and he wanted to work my legs. I wasn’t keen on that idea as I just had a jock on (my usual undergarment as it turned John on). Matt talked me into it saying he wasn’t going to do anything improper. Mark started to oil my legs up as the tape morphed into a sex tape—and yes, it was starring the man in the robe who was on top of me! It was home porn (TWISTED) and it was hot! Matt was in leather and he was using a young man for his pleasure. That youngster seemed ever so happy to do as he was told. I was confused as well as hard—I asked Matt wasn’t he a bottom? He said bottoms can grow up into being the best tops! The tape seemed to support this notion.

Well, I'm up to 511 loads for 2014. Which is the exact same number of loads I took in 2013. Hoping I can get bred a few more times before the year is up.

This afternoon got a guy on Gayromeo (or PlanetRomeo as it is called now). Big guy, big cock. Planted two loads in me. Told me when he was leaving he was a police officer. Freaked out. Didn't know if he knew about my neighbor, who is relatively new in town and on the police force too. Don't want to "out" the one to the other. Plus if they know about each other my neighbor will probably be humping him and not me...Fuck! Want them both. Better keep my mouth shut and enjoy both of them.

Got loads from two guys on Friday night (one from a friend, another from one of his fuck buddies). The night started out with my friend and I meeting to hangout at a sports bar (yeah ... I think I'm the only gay guy in Orlando obsessed with sports). After three beers each my friend was ready to bust a load. We both went to the bathroom, and I followed him to the handicap stall. He stood with his back against the wall (farthest away from the stall door) and whipped his dick out. By now he knows what I want ... so I happily got on my knees and sucked his dick. Didn't take long, maybe 2-3 minutes but Lord, his dick, balls, and cum taste so damn good. I held his load in my mouth as I continued sucking his dick; finally swallowed. I left the stall first and he key a few minutes later. So that was load #1. I must've gotten really drunk, as I didn't plan on getting fucked. At some point during the night, one of my friend's FB needed an ass to breed but my friend wasn't in the mood to get fucked ... so he volunteered my ass lol. My friend and I went to the guy's place, and we all drank some vodka. I was no longer holding back at all, so I just walked over to where my friend's FB was sitting, pulled down the front of his mesh shorts, and started deep throating his dick (I'm usually not into young white guys, but I for some reason was horny as fuck). A few minutes later and I find myself bent over a sofa arm, knees on the sofa, and ass up (basically on all fours). My new dick starts rimming me and getting his tongue deep in my ass. Once wet with spit, he just starts to slowly slide his dick in me raw. I don't remember how big his dick is, but based on the deep throat action I know it was at least 7" and thick. Took only about 15-seconds to feel his crotch pushing against my ass. Once fully in, my FB tells him to show me no mercy ... and damn his friend knows how to fuck. He pounded my ass rough ... and I loved it, especially with no lube, just spit (I HATE lube). The first load took only about five minutes to get. He never pulled out, continued fucking me ... and I got load #3 for the night about 20-minutes later. I was feeling disappointed that my friend hadn't fucked me. He's not into sloppy seconds (I asked about it on prior occasions). To my pleasant surprise he ordered me not to move after his FB pulled out. My friend was equally as rough. He slammed his dick (not big: 6"and slightly above average thickness) in my ass in one thrust. He fucked me for not even 10-minutes before dumping a good sized load in my ass. So 1 load down my throat and three in my ass. No wonder why I'm in such a great mood!

My last load came from a hot Pakistan guy who had 5 days of cum and needed someone to take it. He didn't have to ask twice. He had been out drinking with buds and didn't have much time so I suggested an anonymous pump n dump. Perfect! Address texted, I waited in the dark, bareassed with my head in the pillow. I heard the door open. My heart was beating. I didn't know what to expect. He saw my ass and, as I heard snaps being undone and a buckle hit my hard wood floor he said, softly under his breath "damn!" I hoped it was a good exclamation. I found out a moment later when he climbed on the bed, nude and a hard lean body. His tongued probed between my cheeks, then his fingers pulled my ass open and he dove in eating like a man starving. I all I could see was darkness. He smelled of liquor and cigarettes and really knew how to eat a big ass. After about 5 minutes, he shifted position, slid up and I felt his hard cock at my hole. No lube. Just his spit and my hungry ass and he slid inside me. He wasn't huge, maybe 6", but felt great. As he sunk all the way in I could tell it was just what he needed too. As he slowly stroked in and out, he quickly started to gasp and then stopped. I assumed he blew. It's happened before...so I asked "Did you cum, dude?" "No, almost though. Your ass is so hot I want it to last." I reassured him, "Dude, it's ok. I know you just need a cumhole. That's what my ass was made for." He said, "i don't have enough time for as long a fuck as I want but I'm not ready yet. But please, don't tighten your hole. Thought I was going to busy open when you did that." I smiled into the pillow and focused on truly being a passive cumhole for this horny, hard bodied stranger. He fucked maybe five minutes more and then, gasping, cried out "oh fuck! I can't hold it. I'm going to cum. I have to cum. Where do you want it?" Huh?! "Dude, deep inside where it belongs. Give me that big load " I'm sure he was already nutting when he asked and starting milking his dick for all I was worth. I wanted every drop of his pent up load deep in me. He shuddered and quaked as I held him inside me and milked him dry. He lay back on the bed panting. Without looking at his face, I shifted around to hoover his cock, balls and crotch clean...then teased his taint and darted my tongue into his asshole for a second. We introduced ourselves after he was dressed and at the door. That's how I like it. Get their load and THEN their name. In other words, first things first. He'll be back for more.

It has been couple of days since I left my slave at my dealer bud, Rod's place in the hands of him and his two young sons. Rod gave me goodies as a gift when I left and I used them after work and stayed horny. Rod's sons were nice enough to send me some video files of them with my slave and another young white slave as they used them. I was so horny after days of after-work highs and watching the sex videos of young men so I rang up Rod after work on Friday. Rod invited me over but warned me how both slaves might be exhausted after days of sex and drugs. As I entered Rod's apartment, I saw a young black boy right behind me. Rod's younger son knew the black boy as he welcomed both of us into the dark apartment. Rod was in his bedroom talking to someone on the phone. The living room was really dark except the light from the TV screen which played the video of two sex slaves. Both slaves were on the floor watching themselves while my Asian slave pumped a huge vibrator into the young white slave's hungry hole. Through his moans, the white slave was still asking for more cocks to fuck him. Rod's younger son looked annoyed as he stared down at the young white boy's body on the floor. He put his foot on his face and started to push his toes into white slave boy's mouth. The moaning and the begging for more cock fucking from the white slave was silenced by a young man's foot gagging. "Finally some peace. This bitch has been asking for more cocks for days now and it's so fucking annoying." Young man bend down to slap the white boy's cheeks under his foot and told him to shut up. White slave boy's eyes teared up but his slim white cock and his nipples stayed hard through the slapping. My Asian slave started to fuck the big vibrator in and out of the white boy's hole really hard. The white slave's body was rocking hard on the rubber cock and Rod's young son replaced his foot with his soft cock as he sat over the white boy's head. Few minutes later, the young boy held the the white boy's head on his cock and started to piss into the white boy's throat. White slave started to twist his body probably in an effort to free himself but both the young boy pissing and my Asian slave kept the white slave boy down. My Asian slave stopped fucking the white boy and pulled the huge vibrator out of his hole in one long pull. The white boy closed his eyes as his body felt so empty. My Asian slave started to rub his hands all over the white slave's body as he whispered right next to the slave's ears and the encouragement to swallow the young boy's piss. My Asian slave's small hands wrapped around the the white slave's neck, started to massage the white boy's throat. Soon after that, white boy's throat muscle was flexing and his adam's apple moved up and down as the white boy started to drink young boy's piss. Rod's son pissed for a long time and alot down the throat of the white slave who couldn't swallow fast enough and started to leak around the young cock. The piss had very strong odor and it filled the whole living room immediately. Young boy didn't want to make too much of mess in his living room so he pulled up the white slave's body slowly as his pissing cock remained deep in the white boy's throat and dragged him into the bathroom. My Asian slave stayed on the living room floor on his knees and was quickly approached by a young naked black boy who looked barely 16 yo. I didn't notice him the whole time since we entered the apartment but he seemed to enjoy what he saw as he was sporting a very big black erection. The young boy had a freakish huge cock. My Asian slave being trained well on deep throat sucking showed some trouble and paused about half way. As the young black boy's cock kept my Asian slave's mouth wide open, lots of saliva started to leak out of slave's lips. The boy's big black cock was getting shiny as it got wet. The young black boy was smiling as he looked down at the Asian slave and he grabbed the Asian's hair and pulled back. The black boy bent down to make direct eye contact with the Asian slave's and said, "Hello, Mister Yi. Or should I call you, Chris?" The Asian slave looked a bit puzzled as they stared at each other's face. Then he let out a loud gasp as he recognized the face of the young black boy. "Do you remember me now? I was in your first period class. I know you were a cock sucker when you couldn't stop staring at my morning hard on sometimes. But I didn't know you were such a dirty bitch." My Asian slave looked really embarrassed but the young man tightened his grab of hair and pulled tighter. Quickly my Asian slave's body relaxed under the young black boy's control showing his submission. Rod's younger son returned without the white slave boy and asked the young black boy if he broke the truth. Rod's younger son, Ryan is 18 YO and his older brother Ron is 20 YO and they go to the same school with the young black boy, Marc. Ron was in juvie sometime for sexual assault of an older lady while on drugs few years ago. Their school is also a work place of my Asian slave as I found out. Marc recognized the face from the videos that Ryan posted on his site and they wanted to have some fun with their teacher. As Ryan and Marc talked about their teacher, the cock sucking dirty slut and laughed at him, my Asian slave started to get more aroused. His body seem to enjoy humiliation. Slave started to moan softly around Marc's cock as he bobbed his head little by little taking slightly more of Marc's cock in. Marc was amused by the effort and and helped him by pushing the head down with more pressure. Ryan's cock got hard and as he positioned it near the Asian hole, my slave spread his cheeks for Ryan. Ryan spit on the hole and on his cock and put a little pressure to pop the head of his cock in the hole. Once his head popped in through the tight ring, he wrapped his arms around the waist of slim Asian teacher and started to piss into the hole. Ryan felt the flat stomach muscles of Asian teacher flexing under his embrace to accommodate his hot piss. He felt the tight slim stomach bulging out filled with his piss and as he continued his hold on the body and the pissing, the Asian teacher's body started to drink his piss deeper into himself. "Good bitch" Ryan thought as his pissing slowed down and he started to move in and out of the hole. He slapped the ass really hard few times and it helped his cock to grow back hard. Marc slapped the face at the same time as he pushed into the throat. Soon the Asian teacher buried his nose at Marc's pubic hair as he fucked back to Ryan. Ryan's piss must have lots of chem in it as the Asian teacher started to get high again. I enjoyed watching two young man using their teacher for sex while high on drugs so I handed them a pipe and slammed my Asian slave with the boys' help. I also gave some K to the Asian boy so he can take Marc's freaky cock if it came to that. I opened my tablet and started to broadcast the sex being careful not to expose two young boy's face in it. As Marc and Ryan had more drugs, they started to get more aggressive. Soon they were not only beating the inside of the Asian with their hard cocks, but they were slapping and punching their teacher as well as they recalled incidents of their teacher being unfair to them. My Asian slave started to welcome their beating as well as their fucking. He started to cry as his cock kept on cumming without being touched. Their fucking and beating got loud enough for Rod to come out of his room still on the phone to tone the noise down. But as he watched the fucking of two young boys and hearing the background story of their aggressive fucking, Rod got so turned on. The person on the phone was curious as well so I told him the address of the broadcast. Two young boys took advantage of the Asian slave's hole being unusually more open as he was on K, and pushed both their cocks in together. The Asian's hole got ripped and started to bleed but the boys didn't stop fucking and the Asian slave didn't resist either. After both of them came in the hole, Marc started to piss in it. Ryan pulled out his softening cock and some piss leaked out. Marc told his Asian teacher to tighten his hole and not let any of his piss leak out. Ryan and Marc lifted the Asian teacher's slim body with Marc's cock still lodged deep inside and sprayed piss in the hole. They walked into the bathroom and got in the tub before they yanked the body off the cock. The Asian hole didn't close quick enough and splashed piss. Rod and I followed into the bathroom and decided to piss on the Asian slave as well. As we covered the whole body with our piss, the Asian was on the tub floor semi-conscious. I wanted to see him getting a little taste of my piss so I pushed down on his cheek with my foot. The boys mouth opened a little and Rod pushed his toes into it. The Asian slave opened his mouth wider by instinct and stuck his tongue out to lick the toes. We aimed our piss on it and ordered him to drink up. His adams apple moved up and down on his thin long neck as he obeyed. He reeked when we were done with him so we turned the water on him before we joined two young boys. Then I wondered about the white slave. Rod told me that the boy loved getting fucked any way the men wanted but wasn't submissive enough so he needed to be punished. The white slave boy was chained and locked in a cage in Rod's bedroom . He had a ball gag in his mouth to keep him quite. Rod's older son, Ron was on the desk next to the cage and had long candles burning. He poured the hot wax on the white boy's body when he got bored and saw the white boy reacting to it. And slowly the white boy loving the burn of the hot wax on his skin. We all felt hungry and decided to go out for food. Ron poured remaining wax on the white boy's body and it covered almost whole body of the small white slave. I took the last bit of it and made sure to cover his white cock and balls with candle wax. To our amusement, the boy's white cock started to shoot cum when I covered it with hot wax. We stopped at the bathroom to turn off the water and bound the now unconscious Asian slave by the toilet before we headed out.

LOL. I almost added a three way scene with the two of them seeding Ben's ass. I was in the middle of typing it out and decided I wanted David to be the one to poz Ben for sure so I deleted it. The scene originally was right after they met in the bar for the first time. Then they met john after his shift for the 3some.

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

I've taken 1013 loads since I started counting. Took 511 in 2013, and so far 502 for 2014. Prolly took about 200+ loads before I started counting. I'm only 27, and I get hard just thinking about how many more loads I'll take before I'm 30.

Totally lost count but probs way over 1000 ! If I am not workin I have at least 1 cock in me > cum to think of it I get fucked a lot @ work > @ work the other day I had seven studs dump there loads up me hot hungry hole tho unfortunately not all at once (_0_) #noloadsrefused

From the time I was in my teens, I began chatting online with guys in gay chat rooms. I was so curious about sex and couldn’t wait to get my cherry popped. I was always honest about my age which didn’t seem to be working out for me. However, when I was barely legal, I caught a break. On gay.com, I found a guy who surprisingly didn’t mind my age. I now realize just how risky that was—for both of us. Regardless, we set up a time to meet. He asked if I had a place and I said I didn’t but suggested the gas station bathroom. He said that would work. We decided to meet near my house (I didn’t want him to know where I lived) so I got on my bike. I don’t know if we ever exchanged names but somehow I remember his screen name to this day. He told me he would be driving a silver Jag. When he arrived, he didn’t seem to look quite like the pictures as I had remembered them (this was before I knew that is to be expected). His profile said he was 28. He was attractive, but he looked more like mid 30’s. However, I didn’t care about any of that. I just couldn’t wait to get fucked. I got in his car and we drove down the street to the gas station. He instructed me to go in to the bathroom first and he would follow behind shortly after so as not to attract attention. I was so nervous and afraid of getting caught although I had less to be nervous about than him. After what seemed like an eternity, finally he joined me in the bathroom locking the door behind him. He began to unbutton his pants and I was frozen. “Get undressed” he ordered. I did as I was told. The bathroom was gross, the floor was dirty, but I was so horny I didn’t care. After he took off his clothes, he removed his ball cap revealing his graying and balding hair. ‘28 my ass,’ I thought. After we were both naked he asked, “you got lube?” I panicked, “No?” He grinned, “It’s cool. I can use spit.” I was clearly not well prepared. “Grab that bar,” he said, pointing to the beam mounted on the wall next to the toilet. “Now bend over.” I heard him spit and turned around to see him rubbing his saliva up and down his shaft. I was so horny I thought I could cum at any second. I could feel his body heat as he got right behind me and rubbed his cock between my ass cheeks. “So you’re a virgin, right?” “Yes,” I replied He moaned in satisfaction, “You want this dick to pop your cherry, boy?” “Oh yeah,” I said. “Then spread those ass cheeks for me.” I did as he said but then it hit me. “Do you have a condom?” I asked. “I didn’t bring one. Did you?” “No,” I replied. “Can I go bare? I’m clean,” he said. The anticipation was killing me. “I guess so.” He smirked. Looking back now, I know he was never going to use a condom. He spit on his fingers and rubbed them on my ass. It was finally happening. I was about to get fucked! He put his hands on my hips pulling me onto his cock. As soon as the tip was inside me I gasped. Fuck it hurt! I turned around only to see he wasn’t even halfway inside me yet. He was probably 8” and I had only taken about 4. “Damn that’s tight! Guess you really are—were a virgin,” he said proudly. I could tell he got off knowing he was the first to fuck me. He pulled out to lube up more. He spit on his cock and he went right back at it. “FUCK that feels good. You like gettin’ that ass barebacked?” In my head, I was nervous but my cock was just getting harder. “Oh yeah,” I relented. I winced in pain from each thrust as he tore my virgin ass tissue. He ignored my discomfort, focusing only on his own needs. “I’m getting close,” he warned me. “Where do you want me to cum?” he asked. “On my back,” I said. Pretending he didn’t hear me, he started moaning before I finished my thought. After a few more minutes, “Here it comes boy! I’m gonna breed you!” Just as he said that, I started cumming and my already tight hole spasmed around his dick. Before the words registered in my head, I felt my ass get wetter and I knew he came inside me. “How’d you like getting that ass loaded?” he asked. I glared at him disapprovingly. “Sorry boy, you had such a good grip on me I couldn’t get out,” he claimed. “Plus, an ass that hot is meant to be a cumdump,” he said as he slapped one cheek. As we got back in the car, he opened the glove compartment to put away his ball cap when I noticed a pack of Trojan condoms. “Oh I did have condoms!” he said with a sinister grin. “You know, you shouldn’t let strangers fuck you bareback and you really shouldn’t let them unload in your ass.” Seriously? I knew he was right and I also realized we were at a gas station, which sells condoms. But I didn’t care. I had finally got my cherry popped and little did I know I would become a bareback slut.

Paul followed the skinny man through the dark halls, as he desperately tried to stem the flow of blood and cum leaking from his fuckhole. The man kept turning back to check Paul was there, each time rubbing himself as he stared at Paul's body. They entered into a lighter part of the sauna, filled with beds and soft furnishings. There were condoms filled with cum all over the floor, as well as empty lube packets. The skinny man stopped in front of a bed, and pulled Paul into him. He fondled Paul's body, moaning gently as he did. He whispered, 'I'm not long for this World. I have to pass on my special gift. Do you want my gift?' Paul hesitated... what did he mean? The man stared at him intently, and Paul noticed there was a small gaggle of oggling men around them, desperate to see what was going to happen next. 'Yes, I want it', Paul said. The man smiled, revealing a set of vile yellow teeth. His gums were damaged, cracking with blood as he grinned. 'Get on the bed', he whispered. Paul crawled onto the bed, settling on all fours and spreading his ass for the man. 'No', said the man as he crawled next to Paul. 'Lie on your side, I want to hold you'. Paul lay on his side, as the man wrapped his arms around his warm, young body. The man rubbed his fingers around Paul's asshole, rubbing Paul's last load between his fingers. Paul felt the distinct popping of the man's mushroom head invading his ass, and the man moaned as he cradled Paul. The audience were in their element, pumping their cocks as they watched the man invade Paul's ass. 'I love you', the man said, stroking Paul's hair. 'I love you so much... do you love me?' 'I love you', Paul said. 'Fuck me harder... please...'. The man complied, spreading Paul's ass with long, hard, but slow thrusts, and he continued to moan. 'I'm close', he whispered. 'My gift will live on, through you... I love you'. The man screamed as he unloaded 8 days worth of stored load into Paul's ass. Cum fountained from Paul's ass, pouring down the sides of the man's dick. He held Paul so tight that Paul's chest began to hurt. He kissed Paul's back, running his hands along Paul's slender arms and legs. As he calmed down, he slowly slid his long cock from Paul's ass, as fountains of pink cum, mixed with Paul's damaged ass juice, flowed out after him. Paul turned around to look at the load pouring out, and noticed the man's dick. It was rotten, filled with legions. Puss slowly leaking from it. Paul felt fear for the first time in his adventure, and he got up to leave. 'I have to leave', he panicked, and he searched frantically for his towel. 'Not so fast', a voice said, and the audience advanced on him, pushing him back onto the bed. 'Our turn'. There were some seriously hot studs in the group, and Paul's fear slowly ebbed away as his dick sprang to attention. He finally succumbed to the touching, the caressing, and lay back on the bed. What happened next turned Paul on more than he had ever known in his life. For two hours, he became the fuck toy of every man in the sauna. His ass ached, but he took load after load after load, screaming in agony and sexual ecstasy as he was used like a ragdoll. After the last man had finished, he lay, spent, his ass aching. His dick was swollen after cumming so many times, and he didn't want to move. Eventually he woke up, after realising he had nodded off. His aching fuckhole told him he had been used a couple more times in his sleep. He got up, found his towel, and tried to get his bearings. A torrent of cum flooded down his legs, and he desperately tried to wipe it with his towel. 'I need a shower', he thought, and he headed off towards the changing room, where he had no idea another adventure was awaiting him. To be continued...

Paul opened the door of the cabin to see a muscular guy standing there, stroking his cock. He stared down at Paul. 'You want me to fuck you boy?' Paul nodded his agreement. 'Not here', the man whispered, and he took Paul by the arm, leading him down the corridor to a set of stairs. The stairs were lined with men, most naked, all stroking their cocks. They turned to see Paul, and he was sure one of the guys nearly slipped off the step, stunned by Paul's beauty. The man pushed his way through the men, as hands reached out to touch Paul. They fondled his ass, ran their hands down his back, his stomach and arms. As they neared the top, someone shouted: 'Wait! Please!' Paul wheeled around to see an skinny man standing in front of him. 'Ahhh... ahhhhhhh... AHHHHHHHHHHH!' The man's cock erupted with a thick shot of cum. It hit Paul's stomach with a splat. Paul looked down to see a thick, creamy load running down his stomach. The man tried to grab Paul as the young guy's cock was rapidly hardening. 'Hey!' the muscular man shouted, pushing the skinny man back. 'He's mine'. 'Please come with me!' The skinny man shouted. 'I don't have long left, I need to pass it on before I go! Please!' Paul didn't know what to do, but the muscular man pulled his arm harded. Paul looked back, as the skinny man stared at him malevolently. They arrived at a doorway, and as the muscular man opened the door, Paul saw a quite comfortable bedroom. A large window on one wall betrayed the morning sunlight. The clock said 7am. 'Wow', Paul thought. Paul suddenly noticed another muscular man sat in the corner, stroking himself. Paul was rock hard. The two men kissed each other. 'This is our private suite. For regulars only'. Paul nodded. 'Get on the bed you fucking slut!' Paul did as he was told, crawling onto the bed on all fours. The two men signed audibly as they saw Paul's spectacular fuckhole in front of them. The first man wasted no time. He roughly shoved three fingers into Paul's cunt. Paul yelped, jumping up slightly. The man pushed him back down, as he slid his huge bull cock into Paul's hole. Paul felt his asshole pop as the man's huge mushroom head invaded his ass. 'Oh yeah... fuck me... FUCK ME PLEASE!' Paul rocked back against the huge cock, as it pounded his g-spot over and over. Paul could feel the man's precum running down his legs. 'FUCK ME!' The second man shoved his massive cock into Paul's mouth, grabbing the back of his head as he did. Paul sucked for his life, as the man moaned louder and louder. 'My turn!' the man shouted to his partner, and they swapped places. Paul let out another yelp as his asshole yawned open for this new cock. The men were screaming in ecstasy as Paul jerked his twink cock. 'FUCK ME!' The men were getting close, Paul could tell. 'You ready for a double load slut?' Paul couldn't get his words out he was so turned on. He nodded voraciously. The two men positioned themselves over Paul's wide open hole. 'Ahhhh....' ... 'Awww yeah...' ... 'Here it comes slut! You ready? Here it ccomes!' Paul shot a huge load in unison with the men, who flooded his gaping hole with two thick, creamy loads. Paul screamed as he felt both cocks jam into his inviting hole. The men worked their loads into the twinks guts, the double penetration causing Paul to tear up. 'Please, slow down'. The two men took their cocks out, and Paul's hole exploded with a mix of blood, and thick creamy cum. The two men kissed as Paul recovered himself. He looked over at the two men. 'Get the fuck out slut. GET OUT! GET OUT!' Paul jumped up, grabbing his towel and making for the door. He slammed it shut behind him. He began to wipe the cum away, but noticed the blood on the towel. 'Wow, they fucked me hard', he thought. He still wasn't sure what their biohazard tattoos were about. He suddenly realised he wasn't alone. He looked up to see the skinny man from before, on his knees on the floor, with his cock inside a similarly skinny man. The skinny man noticed Paul, immediately pulling his cock out of the other man and standing up. Paul stared at him, turned on by the man's obvious attraction to him. 'Come with me', the man said.

Sliding in balls deep and feeling the actual flesh of another man grasping the base of my cock.

Never had that happen, but I wouldn't mind!

planning to be there as well. @ the host hotel.

I'll normally wear something to cover my face (I've got a great hood with a mouth cutout for sucking cock), mainly as I have a job I enjoy that I don't really want to lose. But yes, I totally get off on being filmed and photographed

I love being DP'd - there's really no feeling like it. Granted, I need my hole played with to open it up first, and I usually need to get pretty poppered up, but once I get there, I'm in absolute bliss ;-) I'm also a total piss pig... love it on me, in me or both ;-) Really into man smells, hairy guys, guys that are into ass-to-mouth, and 3somes/groups, too.

Awesome info here guys. I'll be in PS next weekend for White Party -- this will be my third time there, but I'm staying at CCBC for the first time and had wondered what it was like. From the replies in here it sounds like it will be a nice, cum sloppy weekend for me!

If I may add a thought there-- I did PS for my birthday/Memorial Day weekend/Nasty Kink pig weekend last year. Lets be upfront about 1 thing-Palm Springs is wonderful- but from Monday morning thru Friday afternoon, it can be very, very quiet- and if you are staying at a gay resort shelling out big money, you should have a packed pool to admire. So, I stayed at a Motel 6 right around the corner from Warm Sands and the cruisy area and a block from the ToolShed. Yeah, the sheets are 150 thread instead of 600, and the towels are smaller- but the room is something like $49 bucks versus $150 or more at a gay resort. AND- construction crews and laborers tend to stay at a Motel 6 during the week when out in the desert on a project- so you might get some blue collar cock. Most of the gay spots have day passes; and special mid week days when they are busier. Helios on Tuesday from noon til 5p has a silver daddy gathering- $10 day pass and maybe 50 guys at the pool or play room. Wednesday the CCBC resort has half price pass day/night, so the guys tend to head there for the cheaper entry ( and the week I was there they had a noon BBQ included !) Once you get in and get a feel for the city, you will discover which resort is the one to hit on any given day-- and even if you go to a resort and pay $10 to hang by their pool and it isn't jamming- so what- at least you aren't paying out $150 for solitude when you are hunting sleaze. Now, ass far as weekends- I definitely would suggest doing one of the resorts- All Worlds is a blend of what used to be 4 gay resorts, they have quite a few drop in on day or night passes, and have a video /encounter room with a sling in it ( I got fucked 90 minutes on the Friday night of Memorial Day weekend in that sling) CCBC is sleazy throughout and the nature trail and video buildings are always a good hook up --and with the layout of the rooms up on a hillside, cruising is an aspect of the property . The local gay weekly is online and is the DesertDailyGuide usual url ending. With a car- 2 things non sexual ( mid week maybe?? things to def do if you love hikiing/nature. Just above and west from PS is Whitewater, and there is a road off the interstate that will take you up the canyon. Used to be able to park and cruise the stream, but it has been closed off - ahem- due to fire danger ( and the gay men fucking along the stream too far away for the sheriff to get to them has nothing to do with it )BUT follow the road all the way up to the end, and Nature Conservancy has bought the land at the top- you can park safely and for free, and hike up or down the stream at your leisure. You might be lucky to be there while the condors are nesting- or you might find your own wildlife along the pathways. Donations for the upkeep ARE ASKED but not mandatory. The other thing, esp if you are in from the UK- is to explore for a day all of Joshua Tree National Forest east of Palm Springs. You could spend a month exploring this natural resource- and only scratch the surface of things to see and witness up there. While not a cruising spot, I did score there as well <g> And, I suppose the Tram is in order- out on the north end of the city and at the top of the mountain, it is one of those items you do as a tourist so you can see the sight, experience the ride up, and maybe do some walking around the top of the mountain and see some things you can take back to home and tell everyone about PS- PS is in the desert, as are rattle snakes, so don't go reaching under a rock or tree branch without knowing whats under there- in 20 years of visiting PS I have SEEN 2 rattlesnakes, and thought I heard one in the underbrush along the Whitewater stream once. Have fun, take pictures, and come back again

Always want it straight from the tap. Just open my throat like I was chugging and never miss a drop.

Played at a local bar the other night- took a few loads and had a guy fist my hole- was leaning over the closed back patio bar counter with my ass exposed just after the fisting, when I felt a warm sensation hitting my leg- at first thought it was lube oozing out- then realized it was a little piss, so I turned and went down on his cock- and drank what he produced. His stream was slow at first, testing my abilities and desire-- once he figured out I was into it, his stream grew strong and hard and I was proud to keep up and not loose any. He worked as my hole broker the rest of the night, and when things would slow down, or if someone was sniffing, he would put me on his cock ,leaving my ass up and open for taking.Most times I just had his cock in my mouth sucking him hard- but he stopped my sucking one time and held my head in place, and gradually he let go with a full bladder as someone took my hole and bred me up. Best thing - we exchanged numbers, and he will be consuming my ass and then lining up cock for it again next week-- just hope the scene is as wet and wild as last weeks <g>

My boy and I enjoy piss fucking all the time. Especially when we do chems. We bother shower in it right from the cock faucet. Love the smell and taste.

My Summer Job (Part II) He then whispered to me, “John and Steve were right with selecting you for this part.” “What part?” John answered as he came through the pool house door, “The part the kid who gets knocked up for money. Remember I told you that you could make up to $5000 a day, this is worth $5000 easily.” By now my head was spinning as I tried to comprehend what was going on. Then I saw 2 guys come through the door with video cameras and noticed mounted cameras in all four corners of the room. I looked over at John and said, “I guess this is an easy way to make $5000.”’ John looked down at me, “Great, glad your with the production team.” Silas leaned in and kissed me before whispering to me, “This is how I got started bro. With a cock like yours I’m sure you’ll be breeding holes in no time.” I then saw Steve walk over to my left side. I couldn’t make out what he had in his hand till he was almost on top of me. I was a little scared when figured out that he had a needle in his hand. I tried to protest but John had slipped a gag in my mouth while I was watching Steve walk over. Silas never left me and attempted to reassure me that everything would be fine. Steve then spoke to me, “Nothing to be afraid of here. This is a little something to help you get into the mood.” I watched as he put a band around my left bicep and wiped my arm with something that made it feel cool. Then he found a prominent vein and stuck the needle in my arm. I noticed that the needle was almost completely fully with a cloudy liquid as he pulled the plunger back a pit and a tiny bit of my blood flashed into the barrel before he slowly pushed the entire contents into my arm as John pulled off the band off my arm. At first I was scared, I felt a warmth rush up my arm and suddenly I felt as if I couldn’t breath as the gag was removed from my mouth. I coughed out hard not once, not twice, but 3 or four times. I felt my heart begin to race and I was breathing very fast. Silas leaned in to kiss me as I felt like a new man, no not a man, but a bitch boy who needed cock inside me, as much cock as I could get. Silas stopped kissing me and asked, “How are you feeling bro?” I was still trying to process all that had just happened when I heard myself say, “I feel fucking fantastic. I need to be fucked; I need to be fucked hard, deep and long.” It wasn’t long after I said that that John had stepped between my legs and began to fuck me. I looked up at him as he plowed me harder and harder. “Is this what you wanted Hunter?” “Fuck yeah John.” I wanted to grab my own cock and stroke it as I was getting fucked, but when I looked down at my own cock it was a shriveled up little nothing that almost resembled a clit on some girl then a cock on a man. As John fucked me I noticed that Silas had taken one of the video cameras and was not getting close ups of my face as John plowed my hole. The guy who had brought in the video camera was lubing up his cock and getting ready to take his turn at my hole. I looked up at John as he began to grunt and pound harder at my hole. He gave it one last good shove in before he yelled out, “I’M CUMMING!” before he leaned in to kiss me. He then whispered in my ear, “There’s another charged load to go with the one Silas gave you.” After John pulled out the guy who gave Silas the video camera got between my legs. He slapped my balls with his big cock before he shoved it inside me and asked, “How’s that feel?” “Fuck that feels good.” I never got this guy’s name, but could he fuck. He fucked me so long and hard he began to sweat like a guy who was running a marathon runner as he nearing the end. I felt the sweat dripping off his body and landing on mine. Every so often it felt like his cock was getting larger for a few seconds. He leaned in to kiss me as he told me, “Enjoy the 4 loads of poz cum I gave you” before he pulled out and was gone. Now it was Steve’s turn at my hole. He slid in very easily and seemed to teas me with a slow fuck. I really wanted to be fucked like a bitch, you know, plowed hard. But he seemed to know that and no matter how much I begged he just slow fucked me. He looked down at me and asked me, “What do you want?” “I want you to fuck me harder.” Again he asked me, “What do you want?” “Fuck me harder, please!” “WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT BITCH!” Then it hit me what he wanted to heard from me. All along these guys have been breeding my ass and I never asked for it. “I WANT YOU TO BREED MY ASS!” Those must have been the magic words. Suddenly he began to plow into me with such a force that the sling was shaking. If I didn’t know better I would have thought it was going to collapse. The he began to grunt and groan as he yelled out “FUCK!” as I felt his cock stiffen and spasm inside me. This went on all night. I was fucked by every guy in the room several times before I was taken out of the sling and Silas took me outside to the pool to dive in and rinse off. I said to Silas, “I’m surprised the sun was still up. I thought we were in there a lot longer.” “Bro, we fucked you all night long. It’s the next day.” I was a little shocked that I was not only fucked all night, but that I was up all night and didn’t feel tired at all. After we took a relaxing swim we had something to eat then went to my room and climbed into bed to watch some TV. I was laying there in my bed with Silas holding me as I began to crash. I woke up and Sails was still holding me as he did when I fell asleep. I tried to move very gently as not to wake him up but he must have been awake already. Silas asked me, “How are you feeling?” “I’m ok, how are you doing?” “Better now that I’ve fucked you. I was busting to breed your ass ever since I saw you.” As we stood there staring at each other there was a knock at the door. I opened the door to see John standing there holding a wad of cash. “Here you go Hunter, $500 for the photo shoot and $5000 for the video. We have an important question to ask you. How would you like to work for us permanently?” I couldn’t believe I was being offered a job wit these guys. I did have a few questions to ask. “Will I always make this kind of money?” John answered, “You sure can.” “Where will I live?” Silas answered that question, “We can take my car, go get your things and move them down here and you will move in with me.” After another good nights sleep we did just that. Silas and I split the driving in his car. We got my clothes and a few things I wanted to have with me and headed back to his place. He had a one bedroom place on the beach. I asked him, “Where am I going to sleep?” “With me of course.” Silas then kissed me as we slowly striped each other’s clothes off. I figured he was going to fuck me like he did before, but I was so wrong. He pulled me on top of him and had me plow his hole good. After I bred him he said to me, “I knew you were as good of a top as you were a bottom.” A couple weeks later I got a really bad flu and was unable to work. But John still paid me as I stayed home with Silas there to care for me.