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First Day. I could tell something was bothering Toby as we sat in a crowded gay bar after work. "Are you okay, Toby?" "Yes, I am just tired and horny." "Well, you are always horny so that's nothing new. Well, if you want we can go home after I use the bathroom." I told him as I stood to walk over to the bathroom. Toby told me he has to pee as well and got up from the sofa and I saw part of his problem right in front of pants as he was rock hard and made a huge tent. I laughed as we both walked to the bathroom. The bathroom had one of those long open urinal and as Toby and I pissed next to each other, I was surprised to see Toby's big white cock pissing while he stayed hard. I mentioned that I couldn't piss while I am hard. He told me that he could piss while he's hard and that's why he loves to piss in an ass while he's fucking. Then he put his hand inside of my pants and started to push his finger into my hole. He was clearly super horny tonight and he was acting a bit more aggressive and for some reason I was starting to get horny as well. Finally I pushed him off and told him he should behave. As we left the bar, he told me we were stopping by at his friend's apt. before we head home. As we got to the building, he told me the truth that he's high on some drug and this was his dealer's apt before walking up the stairs. He wanted to make sure I won't be surprised and somehow offend his dealer with my reaction. The apartment was completely dark as a huge old black man with just sweat shorts opened the door. Toby told me to wait in the living room and went down the hall to a bedroom. As I sat down on the sofa, I saw the porn playing in a huge TV, the only light in the living room. It was a close up of a huge black cock fucking a white ass. I was getting mesmerized by the porn. I was about to readjust my hard on in a stranger's apartment when I saw a door to the bathroom open and appeared a young black boy completely naked and still wet from the shower. He saw my fixation with the porn and asked me, "Do you want to see that cock in person? " He walked over to me and I saw it was his cock I was watching on the screen and in person right in front of me. He stood over me and observed my reaction to the vision of his cock up close. I wanted to taste and feel every inches of it deep down in my throat but I also didn't want to appear too slutty. He told me to hand him the pipe from the coffee table and as I handed it to him, he told me to look up at his eyes until he says to look else where. While he and I stared into each other's eyes, he asked me if I smoked T before and I shook my head. He told me to wrap my lips on the glass pipe and inhale deep and long and hold it in til he tells me to let it out. As he held the pipe to me and lit it, I did as he told me to. Without losing my eye contact with him. When I couldn't hold it any more, he covered my lips with his, tightly and we pushed the smoke back and forth til we were breathing hard with lack of Oxygen. It was so intense as if his inside and my inside were becoming connected through our mouth. We repeated this few times and my body started to feel so hungry for touch or any stimulation yet I didn't touch myself or my body as I desired him to touch and feel me. This young black boy that I didn't know anything was hypnotizing my mind with his beautiful cock and drugs. He held the pipe to my lips again and told me to exhale as he pushes his cock into my mouth. As I exhaled thick white smoke, he jammed his cock so hard and so fast that made me feel a little fear and closed my throat on his cock. I started to choke. He told me to stop struggling and try again. After few more smokes, my mind was lost in lust. It was his balls bouncing on my chin that brought me back to reality. He helped me stay down with his hands behind my head. I could feel spit leaking around his cock down my chin. I stuck my tongue out and licked whatever I could reach of his balls with my tongue. His balls were so big and so low that I couldn't reach them so I just tongue bathed his ball sacs. His hands started to touch me roughly and his words became dirty. And I was starting to feel love for this boy. He slapped me really hard that my eyes teared up. But I even loved the pain that he gave me. He told me to look at the TV and now my face was on it with his cock buried deep in my mouth. He told me that we were taking a trip to the bedroom to see our friends while we keep his cock in my mouth. He slowly walked back as I crawled on my knees keeping pace with him. Finally we reached the door and he pushed it open and Toby was doing the same thing as me with his dealer. He led me to the bed and lifted me to put me on my back. When his cock left my mouth, I licked my lips with disappointment. He told me not to move and I held my self as best I could. I even held my breath I think. Toby sat by my side and started to tie a band around my arm. Soon I saw someone holding a needle close to me. I feared the needles so I closed my eyes and turned my head the other way and let them give me shot. At the same time, lube and some powder stuff were being pushed into me making me feel sharp burn. I bit my lips and didn't fight the pain. But as I felt the tip of a big hard cock at my hole's entrance, I started to moan, shiver and whimper with pleasure. Gradually my hole opened and welcomed this cock until felt his balls resting at the opening. Then I held on to his cock tightly with my hole muscle. He told me to relax and slapped me few times as he started to move his cock in and out of me slowly picking up the speed and power. it felt like heaven to be filled by him and pumped by him. Then he stopped while he was deep inside and held it there as he got a shot on his arms as well. Then he started to pound me harder. He was grunting and humping. Both Toby and the dealer watched us for a bit. In the middle of my heavenly fucking from this young man, Toby gave me a kiss and disappeared. When the dealer returned, they were talking about someone probably Toby. "That bitch just traded his friend for some drug and my piss in his ass." "Piss in the ass, damn that's nasty. Which reminds me." The young black man held his cock still and started to fill me with hot liquid with powerful jet stream that I felt it hit the walls of my inside. He also gave me so much that my flat tummy started to bulge out to accommodate him. The dealer so this from his angle and zoomed in the camera on my stomach. That nameless young black man left his cock inside my hole for almost a day filling me up over and over with his cum and piss. That was my first day of Christmas this year with a 12 inches of cock.

Day Two I wrapped my arms around the young black boy's body and clung to him as he took a break from fucking me and let his cock stay deep inside of me. He rested his whole body on my folded body and I could feel the weight of his body pressing me into the mattress and loved that feeling. I don't know how long he fucked me but my body felt so natural to be under the blanket of his body. I moved my hands all over his sweaty body and just admired my boy. I kept on whispering to his ears, "thank you" and "I love you" whenever my mind was clear enough to form words. The older man had many clients stopping by and saw us fucking but we were so oblivious to everything around us. Finally the older man brought us back to the reality by slapping me hard. And he laid his huge cock over my face as he sat above my head and talked to my young black stud. I felt like I was in love with my young stud but his cock's presence made my body to react to it automatically as I licked and sucked it down as much as I could. Finally they were done talking and my young stud lifted my body off the bed and carried me to the bathroom. He stood by the tub and pulled me off of his cock and some of the piss and cum started to flow down my legs. I clamped my ass muscle to keep his gift inside me a little longer. He had to go to work so he showered and left me in the bathroom. After my shower I felt a bit sad that my young stud was gone but that got quickly fucked out of me as the older man wanted to fuck me. This man was really tall and huge and the weight of his body made it hard for me breathe properly at times. Unlike the young stud, this man was so not attractive to look. But his cock was bigger and my body just loved welcoming it into my body. He dumped his first load in me and pulled his cock out with a loud pop. He told me to get dressed and I was going to stay with him all day as he takes care of "business" His first fucking made me feel hornier and hungrier as he drove to different places to meet different people. We didn't fuck or have full out sex but every chance I had, I tried to deep throat any cock that I could get. As the day passed, my hunger for cocks kept on getting stronger. Finally he fucked me again on the roof of his building when we got back. My moaning and the sound of our bodies slapping into each other were heard by boys on the street and I could hear some of them laughing out loud. The older man only had his cock out with the rest of his clothes on since it was cold but he got me almost naked. I was fucking cold but I knew he didn't care about that so I didn't complain. He must have felt my body shivering with cold under him as he took the pity on me and carried me to the staircase while he bounced me up and down on his cock. His huge cock felt so good as it reached so deep in me where no one has reached before. Then all of sudden, I felt some type of popping in my stomach very similar to the popping in of the cock heads at the beginning of fucking. This sent me off the roof and my cock started to shoot loads as he kept on popping the tip of his cock in and out deep inside me. My body was shaking with pleasure and I couldn't focus my eyes even if I tried. My whole body and mind felt like it exploded with pleasure bomb as he kept me bouncing on him. As soon as he came in me again, he pulled me off and down on the stairs and walked away. It took every strength of my mind to gather enough senses to grab my belongings and take a cab home. As I looked at my phone on the backseat of the cab, I saw that it's been 46 Hours since my drink with Toby.

FROM STRAIGHT BOY TO CUMDUMP IN ONE NIGHT ----the story of my transformation---- The summer between my freshman and sophomore years of college started out as the most boring summer of my life. I had stayed at university to take summer classes and was subletting a room in a shitty four-bedroom apartment of which I was the only resident. I worked at a local movie store fifteen hours a week and was taking two classes both of which were over by two pm on Mondays and Wednesdays. The rest of the time I just spent watching Netflix going for runs, and jerking off. I had run track in high school and still kept up with my workouts keeping my lean frame in shape. At that time I was five eleven, one hundred and fifty pounds, with short-cropped black hair and the starting of a rather thick pelt of hair across my body. Puberty had come a little late to me and I had been hairless all through high school for the most part, but freshman year it had struck with a vengeance and I now grew thick coarse black leg and arm hair, my pits long bushy shrubs, and my chest hadn’t sprouted a patch in the middle but rather was slowly becoming carpeted in black hair. I loved it, I thought all the hair made up for my slight build and made me look manlier so I showed it off every chance I got. Normally when I went for a run I just ran round the campus, but on this particular day I was in a mood, bored with my solitary routine, sick of not seeing any of my friends cause they had all gone home for the summer, and over feeling trapped on campus so I made my way to a bike trail that ran through most of the town and started to run as far away from campus as I could. It was a hot day and the sweat ran down my bare torso and I jogged along for several miles. Most of the trail was bordered by trees, but every once in a while there was a gap and you could see into the back gardens of the people who’s houses back onto the trail. I had run the trail before and there was almost never anything of interest happening on it, in fact the only real appeal of the trail was that it was away from the school. I suppose before I continue with my story that I should mention that at this point in time I believed myself to be straight. This is in fact the story of how I came to realize that not only was that not true, but just how very much of a fag I really was. Despite believing myself to be straight I had always been interested in the male form. I could never help but to look when I saw a real manly man out and about. So what happened next really should have been no surprise. As I ran round a bend in the trail I found myself facing one of those patches where the trees thinned and you could seen to some random person’s back garden. This back garden however didn’t belong to just anyone. There in the clearing pushing a wheel barrow full of dead plants was a six foot six inch tall sweat soaked muscle bear. He had a strong pronounced jaw line sprinkled with salt and paper stubble, his head was shaved but the skin was tan from the sun. His arm muscles flexed under the dark bronze skin and hair as he moved the wheel barrow across the yard his bare chest glistening with sweat from the heat. Though I was staring intently at this perfect specimen of manliness I was still running until suddenly I caught my foot on a root and tumbled ass over elbow over the small bush that separated the trail from the Adonis’s backyard and landed sprawled face down on his perfectly kept grass. “Holy shit,” I heard him call out, “you ok kid?” “Yeah, I’m fine… just tripped… sorry.” I wanted to get out of there as quickly as I could even and though I was already flushed from the heat running I felt my cheeks burning with embarrassment. I rolled over and started to stand up when the ankle that I had caught on the tree root gave way underneath me. “You don’t seem ok kid, come on… let’s get you inside and make sure that ankle’s not broken.” As he walked over to me I was overwhelmed by his smell, a thick pungent musk that I found to be intoxicating. My head was swimming as I tried to focus through the haze of his sweat stink and I hardly noticed him picking me up and helping me to stand so that we could hop back to the house. He took me into the kitchen, sat me at the table and started to unlace my shoe to look at my ankle. I barely paid attention to anything that happened, till he said it was just a bad sprain and that I should just rest my leg for a while. “How far did you run kid?” “From the north side of campus,” I replied. “Shit that’s half way across town, tell you what. I’ll drive you back later so that you don’t have to run on that twisted ankle.” I graciously took him up on his offer, and sat in the kitchen icing my ankle and watching the man, who’s name I had learned was Eric finish up the yard work before he drove me back to campus. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him and I didn’t understand why, I thought that it was because he looked like the man I whished to become, but I was wrong. When Eric had finished the yard work a little over fourth five minutes later he came back into the kitchen bringing with him that glorious smell once more. “Ok, let me grab a shirt, and right a note to my husband telling him I’m out in case he comes home from work while we’re gone, and then we’ll be off.” He said off of this as though it were the most natural thing in the world, but my head was spinning: HUSBAND? Was this perfect specimen of man a homosexual, could that be? I didn’t have much time to think before Eric had returned with an white a-line t shirt one along with the same basketball shorts he had been wearing to work in the yard. I set my foot on the ground gingerly, and Eric leaned in to help pick me up, but once he had pulled me upright he just held me for a minute and stared into my eyes. His eyes were slate blue and stood out against his tanned skin and dark hair. After what seemed like an eternity he said, “So why did you trip kid?” “Ummm…. I…” I spluttered. “I thought so,” and he leaned in and kissed me. Several things all happened at once within my body: I panicked; I tried to push him away; and my cock sprang to life becoming instantly hard. I staggered away from him for a moment my brain screaming. And then it all stopped and all that I wanted to do was be in that man’s arms, I wanted to feel him against me. I dove back into his arms, grabbed his face and stuffed my tongue in his mouth. His hands wandered up and down my back, grazing but being careful not to go past the waist band of my short bright yellow running shorts, as we kissed and I clung to him as if I never wanted to let him go. Eric broke away, “I guessed that that’s why you tripped, but I wasn’t sure till you sat in here and practically drooled as you watched me work in the garden. Plus your cock hardened every time I touched you. Your brain my not be ready to admit it but your cock certainly isn’t” He said all this staring into my eyes, his hands still roaming over my back, but with that last part he reached forward and grabbed my throbbing cock through the thin nylon on my shorts. I gasped. He smiled, “You ever been with a man, kid?” “I’m straight.” “And I’m the Queen of England,” he said, kneeling in front of me, “don’t worry boy I’ll teach you hot to please a man.” With that he pulled my shorts down exposing my rock hard cock and before I could protest further he swallowed my whole seven and a half inch cock to be base. Within seconds he had me moaning and groaning and holding on the back of his head to keep my cock from slipping out of his mouth. I started to feel my balls tensing up and seeming to sense it too Eric pulled off of my cock and stood up again. “Now you try.” “I’m straight,” Eric pulled of his shirt revealing his massive hair covered chest in all its glory. “You want this I can tell. Now get on your knees and suck my cock.” I don’t know what made me do it but I sank to my knees, Eric pulled his cock from the waistband of his shorts, smacked me in the face a few times and then I opened my mouth wide and began blowing this beautiful man. As I emulated what he had just been doing to me his cock began to grow and engorge until I was convinced that it wouldn’t fit in my mouth any longer. “Good boy, you work that man cock, get it good and hard.” What the hell was I doing? I was gagging this man’s ever hardening cock down my throat and loving every second of it. This was better then anything I had ever down with a girl. The smell of Eric’s sweat burned in my nose and I could taste the sweet salty liquid on his cock and I swallowed. He placed his big strong hands on the back of my head and guided me to begin bobbing up and down on his shaft. His cock brushed against my tonsils and I heaved for a moment before swallowing hard and feeling his cock slid down my throat. Everything was perfect. My jaw stretched as wide as it could, I felt pubes around my nose and balls against my chin and opening my eyes I found that I had slid Eric’s entire massive cock down my throat and was now sucking it with ease. I looked up at Eric and saw that he had his phone in one hand and the other holding my head in place as he started to thrust in and out of my mouth. I panicked a little, but never thought to take his cock from my mouth. There was the click of the camera and I widened my eyes in shock. “Don’t worry boy, just a pic for my husband to show him what’s waiting for him at home.” My brain was screaming at me to spit his cock out, pull my pants up and run, but my cock was throbbing, my mouth was drooling and for the first time in my life I felt an itch grown inside of me that I did not yet understand. “You’re a hot little cock sucker aren’t you.” Without knowing why I nodded, and grabbed Eric’s well built thighs pulling his cock into my mouth completely once more. “I’m gonna have some fun with you tonight.” Eric let go of my head and grabbing me under the armpits pulled me to my feet and kissed me again. This time was rougher, he shoved his tongue into my mouth and held my face close to his with his rough hands. I melted into him, feeling his warm sweaty body pressed against mine, his massive cock trapped between up. “Turn around,” he whispered in my ear. Don’t do it, my brain told me, you’re not a fag. What the hell are you doing? I turned around obediently. Eric hugged me from behind, his hands resting on my pecs as he kissed my neck. I could feel his cock nestled in my ass crack, and I couldn’t help myself, I rocked back on it rubbing his cock with my tight furry ass. Eric began to kiss down my body, his tongue tracing my spine as he once more sank to his knees. His tongue came to my tailbone and I shuddered, it was as if a bolt of electricity had gone through my body. I involuntarily arched by back. “A natural bottom,” Eric muttered and with one hand between my shoulder blades and one on my hip he forcer me to bend over so that my chest was resting on the table. He spread my ass cheeks with his hands and I felt cool air on my hole. Then something warm and wet touched my hole. Two reactions shot through me, the one from my mind of RUN, the second from my ass: GOD NEVER LET THIS STOP. It was as if the way I thought about myself and my body and what I wanted was at war with what my body was experiencing. That itch I had started to feel earlier began to become a burn and find a home in my ass Eric’s tongue brushed against my tight hairy little virgin pucker. Eric pushed down on the small of my back forcing me to push my ass out more and I felt his tongue make it’s first attempt at entering my hole. The war raged on inside my body but I made no attempts to stop Eric, I just kept moaning loudly. I could feel my hole becoming slick with his spit and weather it was from the spit or the warmth or his breath or the repeated darting actions of his tongue I could feel my hole slowly starting to relax and bloom allowing more of Eric’s tongue to dip inside. My cock was hard as a rock and dripping precum but I felt no interest in jerking off my focus was on my internal conflict and on the waves of pleasure that emanated from my steadily loosening hole. “God you have a beautiful hole, tight, pink, and furry. I love it. Nice virgin hole.” Something rough pressed against my hole for a moment along with Eric’s tongue I looked over my shoulder trying to see what he was doing and I gasped when I realized that it was his finger. He briefly sucked on his finger and then pressed it again to my hole. Now slick with spit his finger didn’t just rebound off of my tight pucker but pressed inward a little bit, but my hole resisted. Eric returned to working my hole with his tongue but kept a steady pressure on my hole with his finger. My mind was becoming foggy and the argument between my brain and my body was becoming less and less. I started to think things like: if it feels so good how can it not be what I want. Eric increased the pressure of his finger on my hole, hocked a big glob of spit onto my hole and suddenly something gave way and his finger just slid inside of me. I gasped, it didn’t hurt, not at all, it was like a when you finally manage to scratch a really bad itch on your back that you couldn’t reach; and there ended my internal strife, a decision had been made, my body won and silenced my brain. I pushed back against his finger trying to swallow more of it up. Eric responded by slowly and deliberately sliding his finger in and out of my hole making me moan loudly. I felt sweat spring up on my back and it was hard to catch my breath. Eric chuckled softly to himself and withdrew his finger. I felt empty and alone for a moment and then I felt the finger return but it was thicker this time; two fingers. He repeated the same process until over the course of the next half hour he had worked all four fingers into my hole and was slowly twisting them in and out of my now loosened hole. Eric kissed my ass cheek and stood up with drawing his fingers from my hole. God I missed his fingers, the transformation that had taken place within me over the past forty minutes was complete. I no longer questioned what I was feeling and I knew that I wanted to keep his fingers inside my hole forever. That is until what happened next. Eric rapped an arm around me and pulled me up from my bent position, kissing my neck, his warm musky body pressed against my own. “You have such a sweet virgin hole boy,” he shifted his weight, “but I think you’re hole is ready for more,” with his free hand he bent his cock down from where it rested in my ass crack and aimed it at my now slick and loosened hole, “what do you say we bust that cherry?” I was grinding my ass back against his cock, relishing each time I felt his cock snag on my ass ring, but this was not enough for Eric. He let go of my chest and pushed me back down on the table so that my ass was once again spread out before him. My whole body seemed to have become electric and I sensed every tiny shift that Eric made as he shifted himself into position and began to ever so gently press his thick mushroom headed cock against my hole. His four fingers had opened my up a lot but my hole as still far to tight for Eric’s cock, he pushed harder, hocking up another big glob of spit right onto where his cock head met my hole. The itch I had felt earlier was getting worse, I felt as though there was a burning inside of my hole and only getting Eric’s monster cock inside of me could make it stop. I flexed my ass muscles and twitched my hole like I was taking a shit and felt for a brief moment my hole open up and a tiny bit of Eric’s mushroom head slip inside. I did it again this time pushing back against his cock and felt a little bit more slide inside. “Jesus, you can’t wait to pop that cherry can you boy? Alright then lets do this. When I push you flex your hole.” Eric grabbed me by the hips and started to push hard against my hole, he managed to force a little bit of the head inside without my help but then I flexed my hole and between his pressure and my open hole the head of his cock shot into my ass with a pop. It felt like a soda can had just been shoved up my ass, but I loved it, I wanted more. Eric stopped pushing for a moment, then spat on his cock and pushed hard again sinking about another inch of his cock inside me. He did this several more times till at long last I felt his thick black pubes against my ass and his balls resting against mine. Sweat covered my whole body and I was shaking a little. My hole was twitching around Eric’s cock trying to pull more of him inside of me. After what seemed like a glorious eternity he began to pull out until only the massive mushroom head remained in my hole, and then just as slowly he pushed back in again. A whimper escaped from my lips. “You like that thick cock deep inside you boy? You like feeling your cherry disappear as my cock invades your sweet wet boy cunt?” “Yes,” I said breathlessly. There was no denying what I wanted, no claims of being straight, no claims of wanting to be a top either, my cock was hard as a rock but I had no interest in it, all that mattered was Eric’s cock. “What do you want now boy?” Eric pulled out to the tip again, “Do you want me to fuck your boy cunt?” He plunged back in, harder then he had before, “You want me to pound your hole?” “Yes,” I moaned. “Yes what?” He withdrew again. “Yes I want you to fuck me.” And there it was, there was no taking it back, I had admitted what I wanted. “Good answer boy.” Holding me by the waist Eric started to make me grind forward and back on his cock and he pulled in and out picking up his pace rapidly until in a short while he was hammering away as though he were fucking a well broken in hole. I was moaning like a bitch in heat and I knew it. Everything else in my mind had gone blank and all that I could focus on as my hole and his cock. Faster and faster he went, now slamming his cock in hard so that the room filled with the sound of flesh smacking flesh. He grabbed my shoulders for better leverage and I started to buck back harder, meeting each thrust with equal force. By now I was practically screaming my vocabulary reduced to three phrases: Yes; Please; and Fuck me. “You wanna ride my cock boy?” “Fuck yes” Eric pulled his cock from my ass with a soft squelch and layer down on the floor his cock sticking straight up to the ceiling. I practically flung myself on his cock, positioning it at the opening of my no longer virgin hole and sitting down hard. I bounced up and down letting gravity pull me back onto Eric’s cock each time. Both of us were covered with sweat and it was as if the whole world smelled of sex. Eric’s breathing began to change and he started to buck his cock up into me as I rode. Quicker and quicker he pounded till after ten more minutes he growled, “I’m going to cum, I’m so fucking close. I’m gonna breed that sweet cunt and make you into a real bottom boy.” “Yes breed me,” I groaned, not really knowing what I was saying. “You want my seed boy?” “God yes!” “Ok, well get ready cause…. FUCK!” He never finished his sentence he just grabbed me by the shoulders and forced me to bottom out on his cock while I felt his shaft pulse and throb deep in my guts and a new kinda warmth spread through my body. His cum filled my hole and started to leak out a little down his cock onto his balls. I was panting, but my lust was unslaked. I leaned in and kissed Eric as he had kissed me before he started eating out my hole, rough and hungry. I ran my hands up and down his hairy body feeling the mixture of the hair with the sweat. Eric pulled me close and kissed me too before just hugging me to his chest, his cock still buried deep in my stretched out hole. “Jesus when you sent me a picture of some cock sucker on your tool I expected to find a twink waiting at the door to suck my cock, not find you with your cock still inside of his cunt and your load leaking out.” I sat up, dropping down all the way on Eric’s cock in so doing and gasped, when I heard the new voice. “I took one look at this cherry hole and I had to breed it.” Eric said to the new comer. “Cherry hole you say. Well then I’ll need to taste it too.” “Kid this is my husband Matt. Hope that hole’s feeling good cause it’s in for a long night.”

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.

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.

PART EIGHT My breathing was still ragged, and my body shaking a little as Matt and Eric kissed each other across my sweat covered body. Eric rubbed my chest and Matt worked the larger plug into my hole. With a soft pop it slid inside of me and held fast, Eric smiled. “How’s that hole holding up boy?” “Still hungry.” “Well I thought that you would probably need a break after the Philips boys so your ass can rest for a little while.” Matt shook the plug a little, “Which kinda cock has been your favorite boy?” “The thick ones,” I said without having to think, “I love feeling my cunt opening wider and wider for them.” “Well then you are sure going to enjoy what’s coming next, but lets get you out of this sling for a bit.” They helped me down from the sling and we took seats on the bench against the far wall. I walked gingerly trying to regain the feeling in my legs which had been up and spread for so long that without my noticing the had completely fallen asleep. When I finally say on the bench I made sure to sit squarely on the base of the plug to push it just that little bit deeper into my hole. Eric noticed and winked at me. Then we just sat there for a while, they asked me about school and we talked about their jobs, it was like we had known each other for years. I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised that after the intimacy we had just shared that they felt like old friends. After what seemed like ages of us sitting naked shooting the shit the doorbell upstairs rang again and the two of them smiled. Matt went upstairs to answer the door and Eric helped me back into the sling and pulled the plug from my hole. “Have fun,” he whispered before stepping away to beside the door. Two guys came down the stairs who looked to both be about twenty-one maybe a little older. One was had shaggy brown hair and looked like your classic All American boy. The second had short blonde hair sticking up from under a baseball cap and was built like a brick shit house of a football player. “This is Max,” Eric said gesturing to the blonde, “and Tom,” indicating the darker haired boy. They both wasted no time in stripping off. Max was far less hairy then any of the other men I had had that night but he did have incredibly bushy pits full of dirty blonde hair that made my mouth water. If the pits weren’t enough when he dropped his white briefs to the floor and let his thick eight-inch cock spring up and his big round balls swing loose I knew I needed his cock inside of me. Tom was tall and lithe and looked as though in ten years he would be completely covered in hair, as it was the thick patches of hair that grew on his chest and stomach had already merged and joined with the dense patch of hair that grew at the base of his cock. Tom’s cock must have been what Eric had been referring to when he said I would enjoy what was coming next. It was slightly longer then Max’s and thick as a can of beer. I needed them both. Without speaking they winked at each other and Tom came up to my head and smacked me in the face with his quickly hardening rod while Max moved between my legs. “How many loads you got in this sweet ass man,” Max asked rubbing his thick cock head against my hole. I had to think for a moment, counting the loads. “He doesn’t even remember,” Tom laughed. “Seventeen.” “And you took your first load today?” I nodded, taking Tom’s cock in my mouth. “Damn we have got to get your number,” and then Max slid home. As soon as his cock head slipped inside of my hole I lost all sense of self, all that I cared about was the ever-fattening cock in my mouth and the blonde boy pounding my hole as if his life depended on it. I was right where I belonged doing exactly what I was supposed to do. Max slammed his cock into me as if he had no interest in my pleasure only in using my hole for his one enjoyment and I didn’t care. I have no idea how long he hammered away before he grabbed my hips and shot his first load deep inside of me. Then he and Tom switched and I moaned as Tom’s ungodly thick cock stretched my used and battered hole yet wider. Three times they switched each dumping three loads inside of me bringing my load count up to twenty-three. When they were finished they got dressed and left me there with cum dripping from my hole. Eric came back into my field of view then and smiled. The plug returned and he helped me down. “How do you feel?” “Hungry,” I replied. “Wanna get some food from upstairs?” “Not that kinda hungry.” I fell to my knees and took his soft cock in my mouth. “Shit he’s still going?” said Matt coming down the stairs. “Hell yeah, put an add up on Craig’s List and get this boy some more cock.” Eric moved me to the fuck bench and after strapping me down fucked another load into my overflowing cunt. He left me like that, my hole gaping wide revealing the ocean of cum inside. Then the men started coming. I never saw them, they just came down the stairs and stuffed their cocks inside of me. I have no idea how long this went on or how many of them there were, but I was in heaven. After what must have been several hours and more then a dozen cocks Eric returned and asked me again how I felt, “Sleepy,” I replied. He laughed, plugged my ass, and unstrapped me. He then took my upstairs and laid me to sleep between he and Matt in their bed. I spent most of the day there asleep, and then around four in the afternoon, after a quick shower, I finally took Eric up on that ride home and went straight back to sleep. The next day I woke up with the plug still in my hole and a hunger burning in my guts. I found my phone in the pocket of my shorts, which I had tossed aside as soon as I had gotten home, and scrolled through all the new number till I found one of the Philips boys. “I need your cock,” I texted Jake. THE END

PART SEVEN Jake slipped down his briefs and let his cock spring forward. He laughed at my gasp of joy and shock when I saw in it’s full glory his nine inch long beer can thick cock. “We always joke that the big cock genes all got saved for me,” he said stroking his massive tool. I couldn’t believe this family, all of them tones and muscular, all of them young and yet hairy as anyone could wish and all with big cocks. “Please fuck your brothers cum deeper into my cunt with your beautiful fat cock,” I said fingering my hole. “God I love it when they beg,” Jake laughed and lined up his cock. “I’m going to fill you up so my brothers can dump their second loads in you.” He slammed his cock inside. After Marcus’s cock, and all of the cum sloshing around in my guts my hole easily accepted Jake’s forceful penetration and I just whimpered with joy. “You’ve already had a big fat cock up here today haven’t you boy,” he called me boy even though I was older then him probably. “Yes.” “Good, I don’t have to worry about working you open cause your cunt is already wrecked.” He, like his brother had done, grabbed my shoulders and started to hammer away. His cock was so deep inside of me that I couldn’t help calling out each time his balls slapped against my ass and I felt him pressing against my stomach. This only seemed to turn him on more as he started to pound harder and harder as if he were trying to get even more of his cock inside of me. His two brothers stood on either side of him jerking their own fat cock and watching their loads froth around their brother’s dick. Sweat glistened on all four of us and the room felt ungodly hot as Jake’s breathing began to pick up. “Let me back in there,” said James, “I’ve got another load ready for his used up cunt.” Jake pulled out and Jake quickly stuffed his cock back inside me and after a few quick pumps shot another load and then pulled back out his cock glistening with cum and ass juice. Without missing a beat Jake slid back in and James came over to my face and stuffed his cock in my mouth. “Clean off my cock boy.” I gobbled down his cock greedily loving the mixture of cum and my ass that clung to his slowly softening rod. “My turn,” called out Jimmy, and again Jake moved and again his brother stuffed his dick back in me. Jimmy also shot another big load after just a few strokes and then pulled out. Jake promptly returned to my hole and James took his cock from my mouth only to have Jimmy replace it a moment later. Jimmy face fucked me steadily as Jake began to buck with forceful abandon into my hole. By this point I was practically screaming around Jimmy’s cock. I needed Jake’s cock, I needed his load, I reached back an pulled my ass cheeks even further apart opening my hole more for him. “Love using my own loads mixed with my brother’s as cum,” Jake moaned. “Your own loads,” I panted, “Have you cum already?” “Four times, you’ve got seven loads from the Philips boys alone and I’m getting the ready to deposit the eight right now.” Then Jake bucked forward and held me fast shooting his load as deep as he could this time. “Thank you,” I moaned around his brother’s cocks, which were attempting to both invade my mouth at the same time. “You’re welcome boy, the guys put all three of our phone number in your phone upstairs so give us a call soon.” Jake pulled out and started to get dressed but both James and Jimmy started to pump their cocks hard and fast as if they were in a race. Suddenly Jimmy made a dive at my hole and slammed his cock inside shooting off another load. “I win,” he said, his body shaking a little. As soon as he finished and pulled out, James did the same thing and deposited one last load inside of me before he and his older brother got dressed to leave. Before they went up the stairs Jake came over and kissed me and said, “Thank god you feel out of those bushes today, I’m gonna love using your cunt regularly.” Then they were gone and Matt and Eric and the plug were back. When Eric slipped the plug into my dripping hole I felt it simply slide right back out. “Nice,” the both said and Matt went over to the shelves to get a larger plug.

I closed the door to my dorm room. Finally! Alone! I thought. My parents had their whole spiel about their baby boy going off to college, If they only new what I really had in mind. I'm a small town boy born and raised, corn fed you know. Brown hair, green eyes, 5'11 185 pounds, 32 inch waist, proud of my 40 inch chest and 17 inch arms. I wrestled in high school and did a little private gymnast training on the side, had a dream of becoming a Olympic medalist, but had to throw it away after I busted my knee during one competition. I'd gained a couple of pounds since I was out of training but was able to keep up with my therapy and get back in shape just before college in the fall. I was so glad to be away from home, because I knew for the first time I'd be able to do a little exploring. I knew I was gay since I started wrestling in junior high, but didn't act on it. Some people may have suspected I was gay since I never had a girlfriend, but I played it off that my parents were super religious, which wasn't far from the truth. So I was the regular good jock boy that everyone wanted but no one had. I had a bedtime until now! I locked the door, as my roommate hadn't moved in yet and I'd planned to be at the dorm a week early to have the place to myself. After plugging in my computer I began searching. I stripped off my shirt, took a couple of faceless body pose pictures and posted them to Craigslist, asking around for some tips about the scene in the area near campus. Soon the advertisement I posted received several responses containing pictures of cocks and asses, and asking me to fuck. I'll admit I jacked off to a few of them, but I really wanted to know where I could go to check out guys - aside from online. Finally I received and e-mail without pictures that read: Go to El Lobo Motel off the expressway. I immediately responded, asking for more info but received no reply. I looked up the place and found it on the outskirts of town. It literally seemed to be in the middle of no where, but there was a bar and a truck stop nearby. The hotel sounded very sleazy, but the bad boy in me gave in to curiosity. My heart raced as I stuffed a few twenties into my wallet, got into my truck and drove out to the motel, thinking in case I wanted to stay around I could have a place. I parked and walked inside to the front desk. The place looked deserted, and when I rang the bell, there was no sound. I rang it again, and I jumped when I heard someone in the back yell. "I HEARD YOU THE FIRST FUCKING TIME FAGGOT!" Out walked the man behind the voice. "Your car break down or something?" "Nah Nah...I actually needed a room." The guy paused and looked at me again. I guess I wasn't the usual type of clientele. "For how long?" he carefully asked. I couldn't help but smile - the sleaziness of it all was actually exciting. "For the night." "55...and I'll need a copy of your ID" said the clerk. I pulled out three twenties and my ID. He made a copy and wouldn't take his eyes off me. I looked around the room trying to avoid eye contact. "Room 5. Enjoy your stay" he said as he handed me a ten, a key, and unceremoniously disappeared into the backroom. It was 10:00 PM when I opened the door to the room I'd rented for the night. It smelled funny. Had a mirror on the sliding door of the closet. The mattress squeaked. I shrugged and changed into a tight black shirt which showed-off my chest. I was determined to get laid and headed to the bar to see who I could round up. This was becoming more and more of the type of adventure for which I had been looking; I was determined, just this once, to really lose control. I walked over to the bar walked to the door and was stopped immediately by a firm grip to my arm. Holding my arm was a bald Latino guy, with a full beard, maybe late 40s, wearing sunglasses. His arms and chest were bigger than mine and a beer gut over hung his massive looking legs. He was about four inches shorter than my height, but I knew could tell he meant business. "ID, kid." Without thinking it through, I handed it to him. "You're 21" he said as he handed it back to me. "No, I didn't think about...." "You're 21" he again stated. I paused as he picked up his sun glasses and smiled at me. "Yeah, I am," smiled back at him. "All right. Tell 'em you're with Joe. They won't ask you for anything." I smiled widely and walked into the dimly lit bar, where I immediately felt pairs of eyes studying me. The bartender walked up to me looking somewhat annoyed. pissed. "Joe says I'm cool" I immediately said when he reached me. The bartender smiled almost evilly. "Really now? What will it be?" "Just a beer" I answered, asking "What's the charge?" "If you're with Joe its free" replied the bartender, as he disappeared behind the bar for a second while I looked around. There were probably about twelve guys in the bar, all of whom were staring at me. Most of them looked in their later 40s early 50s, seemed uniformly heavy, tired, and possessing lots of facial hair. To be honest, I stood out like an Adonis. As I turned-back to the bar, the bartender handed me a beer and smiled, gave me a nod, and walked off. I admit I was hoping to find at least a few guys closer to my age, but then again I recognized I had not thought my plan completely through, but I figured, 'hell, maybe I can get a good blowjob out of one of 'em'. I took a swig of my beer and about then I noticed the Latino guy who carded me walk into the bar, and head directly over to me. All eyes were on him as he took the seat next to me, gestured to the bartender, who immediately placed two beers on the counter, upon which the Latino guy commented "You're not done with the first one yet?" to which I replied "Well, no, I'm not, but thanks for the beer, but aren't bouncers supposed to stay outside?" "Who said I was a bouncer?" he replied as he chugged down his beer in a few gulps. I began to get hard as I imagined him sucking down my cock with the same skill. He put the beer down and looked at me expectantly. I smiled and began to chug my beer. I wasn't as experienced drinker as was he, 'cause I honestly thought it was the worst tasting beer I had ever had, but by the same token, didn't want to insult the guy, particularly if there was any chance of getting a blow job from him. One or two more gulps later, I finished the beer, and without delay he handed me the second beer. I smiled a 'thanks' and took a gulp. Without a word the bartender handed him another. "I'm Joe" the Latino guy remarked as he held out his hand. "Riley" I responded and we shook hands. His grip was firm, and his forearms hairy. We made pleasantries and talked. By the time my second beer was halfway down I felt a strong buzz come over me. My speech was somewhat slurred and I couldn't stop smiling. I got up to pee, and nearly fell off my stool, head first. Fortunately Joe caught me by the arm. God, he was strong. His arms were huge and chest too. As he pulled me up, he said something, but I couldn't make out what he was saying, so I just smiled. He smiled back, put my arm over him shoulder, and began to assist me out the bar. As we walked/stumbled towards the hotel, I pulled out the key to my room and tried to guide him to the room, but had difficulty doing so. "I need a blow job so bad" I almost yelled as we finally found the room and he laid me on the squeaky bed. I heard him laugh. I kicked off my shoes and took off my shirt to show off make this daddy drool for me dick. When I looked at him he was sitting at the edge of the bed with a small green pipe. I never saw him light it but he blew white smoke into my face that smelled thick and bad. I coughed and asked what it was. He just smiled and told me to try some. I put my mouth around the end of the pipe and he coached me to wait till i saw the smoke then to inhale it and hold it before i blew it out. I did it again and felt a tingling sensation run through my entire body I let my head fall back and moan. Joe handed me the pipe and lighter and stripped his own shirt and pants off. He was built wide like a rock all over. His chest must have been a size 46 or bigger, his arms 19 inches, and his legs massive. A thick mat of hair covered his entire body (except for his shaved head). Through his boxers he stroked a fat bulge which I watched with interest as he massaged the bulge, watching it expand in his boxers. I kicked off my own pants and boxers showing off my nice seven inch cut dick stroking it. I was pretty smooth except for a small treasure trail which I kept maintained with very little hair. Joe walked over to me as I stroked and picked up the pipe and lit up and took a big hit then he held my head and moved in. His lips touched mine and he exhaled into me. I inhaled his breath and felt my whole body become tingly. As I exhaled his breath his lips found my neck and sucked. I let him lay me down on the bed as I felt his hand wrap around my dick and I felt Joe's muscular stocky hairy body climb over me sucking on my chest and travel down my abs and treasure trail. It all felt so amazing I was lost. I waited to feel his lips wrap around the head of my cock when suddenly I felt him lift-up my legs. I let out a loud hard moan when I felt a warm wetness press against my hole. His hands kept my legs pressed up as his tongue licked around and pressed back on my virgin hole again and again in pattern licking and pressing over and over. "Oh my god" I moaned as I let him move my hands under me knees while he continued his oral assault on my ass. He had begun to bite my ass cheeks and suck and tongue my hole. His tongue began to fuck more roughly, making me moan louder and louder. My head rolled. I never imagined more than a blowjob and here I was getting tongue fucked, while high on who knows what. "How's that feel?" he asked when he finally took a break. "Amazing" I stuttered and sighed. "Your turn then" and with that he grabbed my hair and pulled my head to the edge of the bed revealing his enormously fat cock. It was about the length of my cock, but the girth was enormous. I wrapped my hand on it. It was hard as a rock and filled my entire fist. He moved my head down to his cock, brushing my lips and I opened them to feel his hugely thick cock stretch my jaw. He held my head and moved this cock in and out of my lips, until my jaw began to feel numb. Each time he withdrew, I spat-up drool, and snot flowed from my nostrils as I gagged and sputtered. Every now and then I could feel his balls slap my chin, and with each inward thrust I gagged more. This was not a 'polite' blow-job. Grabbing my hair, Joe then pulled my head off his cock, spat on my face, and then rubbed his cock head through his own spit. I was so drunk and high I could only grunt and moan. Every so often he would pause in fucking my throat, and hold a bottle of poppers to my nostrils, and ordered me inhale. The powerful fumes definitely helped me accommodate him, and soon enough I took the bottle and began taking hits of it on my own, feeling my head become dizzy and my face completely numb by the time he finally stopped face-fucking me. His cock and my face were both covered with sweat, snot, saliva, and spit-up from my gagging. Joe then yanked me to my feet, turned me around, and went back to aggressively eating my hole. My head was lodged against the mattress and head board, so I couldn't help but back my ass onto his face, but I was able to take occasional hits from the poppers he had given me. The effect of the fumes was to induce me to moan and grunt all the louder, and push back even harder. This was animalistic sex at its best. Then I felt something thicker pushing against my hole. Looking back, I saw he was stuffing a finger into my hole, and reaming me out hard and roughly. My ass was burning. Thinking I would ask him to take it a bit easier, I looked back again and saw he was holding open plastic bag containing a whitish powder in his free hand, and that he was stuffing some of the power into my virgin hole. Within seconds the powder made my ass eager for his assault, which caused me to arch my back. I was on my knees and backing-up onto his finger, my head looking up towards the ceiling while he finger fucked me. "That's it, you little muscle slut pup" I heard Joe say, as he added "Give Daddy your hole!" I was bounching on his finger pushing my ass back on it moaning and fucking when I felt a second digit push through my tight ring. "AHHHH" I groaned, feeling pain and pleasure all at the same time. He removed his fingers, flipped me onto my back, stuffing his dirty boxers into my mouth deep, then resumed pushing two fingers in and out of my ass. I watched his thick arm flex as he roughly continued to finger fucked me. I felt-up my body, tweaked my nips, and felt-up my muscles. I had ever before enjoyed pleasuring myself as much, and my cock had never before been harder. I don't know how long he pushed his fingers in and out of me, but it felt like forever. Then I felt him climb on top of me as his enormous dick pressed-up against my still very tight ass lips. "Oh yeah, boy, it's time to pop this cherry" he grunted. I tried to push him off, but was unsuccessful because I was still high, drunk and disoriented. I gotta admit, in retrospect, I can't even say I really wanted to push him off, at least not not all of me wanted to - at least a substantial portion of my brain was enjoying being used by a real man. Then I felt his enormous head pressing on my hole. Naturally his cock head wouldn't readily fit, but he didn't stop applying pressure. My eyes widened when I felt my hole begin to stretch and his cock began to enter into me. I screamed into his boxers as I felt my abused hole give way to further abuse, some of which was exciting, but the pain was real. He pushed consistently and I felt him entering me in slow motion as my hole stretching around the thick mushroom head, swallowing it centimeter by centimeter. He laid on top of me pushing and pushing continuously, adding pressure notwithstanding my screams and thrashings. Eventually, however, his balls rested on my ass cheeks. My hole was massaging his cock over and over as Joe's cock nested deep inside my body. Then I felt him flex his dick inside me, which seemed to encourage my ass to match his rhythm. I frantically took a deep hit of the poppers, which I sensed might help me relax, and doing so was a good call, as Joe began to pound my hole over and over unmercifully. He slapped my chest and face while he fucked me, grabbing my abs and hips and chest. twisting my nipples. lodging my legs open as his thick cock fucked and fucked and fucked and fucked. I could barely feel my hole close when he pulled out and shoved it balls deep back in, groaned as I moaned and (groaned). There seemed no end to his stamina. Then he pulled out and dragged me to my feet pushing my hands against the mirror on the door of the closet. He spread my legs and pushed in and I watched the reflection as he fucked me standing. He had his cell phone in his hand and was recording our session. I grunted and groaned a bitch in heat, my tight body fully controlled by the fat hairy Daddy. Finally he flipped me on the bed, once again on my back, my legs against his check, and he commenced to fuck me harder and faster. I looked in his eyes and could see when he blew his load, his cock deep inside my ass, as an enormous cum load shot into my ass. There, I said it: he came in my ass, and hardly a thoughtful, safe sex encounter - this was an utterly bestial experience, and as he began to come down from his orgasm, he grabbed my cock and jerked me once, twice, three times, at which point I shot my own cum onto my face, as his final dribbles of cum flowed into my ass. He pulled out, licked the cum off my body, pulled-up his pants, took the money in my wallet and walked-out of the room, leaving me there on the bed, covered in saliva, cum, and sweat. I opened my legs and saw in the mirror that my hole was gaped-open, red and bruised, about as wide as a those Kennedy half-dollar coins my Grandfather collected. I spent the next half-hour or so reliving the experience, and causing my hole wink in the mirror. Then the door opened and I saw the bartender from earlier walk in and begin to strip down. I could barely move when he climbed between my legs and felt his long thick cock nudge his way into my ass. He moaned as he fucked me and I watched him as if from a 1,000 miles away as he felt me up. He came quickly, and no more than twenty minutes later I jacked myself off. The next morning I got back to my dorm and laid down on my small bed. I touched my hole and grunted in pleasure, thinking about the cocks I had experienced, and imagined all the cocks I wanted to experience, all the things I wanted to try. Eventually I thought to check-out my computer to see if there were any additional replies to my Craigslist advertisement. There were a couple, but the one that really caught my eye was from the the guy who originally recommended the El Lobo Motel to me. His message said simply: Come back to the motel. Got three more guys who wanna fuck you. I packed a bag and went back to my truck.

I had not been feeling very good at all, so I called and doctor who was able to get me in to his office in about an hour thanks to a cancellation. I made the appointment, but by the time I arrived I could hardly move nor breathe. I really felt horrible. Doctor took a couple of tests and quickly determined I had pneumonia and hustled me across the street to the hospital real quick. Soon there were iv tubes running in me and fluids and antibiotics being fed into me. More tests and more tests and finally the doctor came by and told me I had probably gotten to him in time as my lungs were really full of gunk for sure, adding I would be at the hospital for at least a few days. He also ordered up some breathing treatments to help clear up the passageways. The respiratory therapist who showed-up was a young hot looking twink guy. WOW. Just looking at him standing there, in his scrubs - my breathing was definitely labored. His clothing was a bit small for his build, and definitely hugged him around the waist very nicely. I could still see he was sporting a very nice looking bulge in his crotch. I was sure he was checking me out too and basically I was naked but for one of those stupid hospital gowns. Not much I could do feeling so bad but look. I was also sure that he purposely leaned against my arm as he put the breathing mask on my face and I could feel that nice bulge I had seen. He seemed to be very well hung and I was loving it even if it only lasted a few seconds. The treatment was over way too fast as I could not take my eyes off of him. He again leaned against me as he took the mask off and told me he would be back again in about 4 hours for another one. He smiled so wonderfully as he went out the door. Sure enough the cute guy was back in 4 hours and again he leaned against my arm as he put the mask on and again as he took it off. He was looking me right in the eyes as he did it too, and smiled big at my staring back. He leaned in and whispered to me that he knew I couldn't do anything but wait until I felt better and he would see what could be done. I gasped at that wondering what he had in mind with me down in the hospital in bed. He was off then till the next morning. When he did return it was the same thing almost. As he went to put the mask on me he leaned in again and this time his cock was right against my hand. I could not resist and took ahold of his cock through his scrubs. It felt fantastic and was big enough around I definitely could not get my hand clear around it. I rubbed it the whole time of my treatment, stroking it and his low moans made me horny as hell for him even more than I had been. Too quickly it was over though and he told me he would see me later again, this time leaning down and planting a quick kiss on me. On his next trip in, he started to talk a little as I rubbed his cock again. He told me I didn't know him but he knew who I was from some pics on my profiles he had seen online. He mentioned seeing me on BBRT, BZ, MH and a couple of others and thought I was hot and wanted me as soon as possible, when I got to feeling better. He was again off then till the next day, leaving me with a lot to think about. I was especially intrigued by what he meant about me being so hot as I am really only about average looks and my cock barely average. Oh, well, he was hot enough for two I thought. By the next morning I was finally feeling quite a bit better finally. Even managed to get out of bed to use the toilet instead of a pan. LOL Still breathing hard by the time I got back to bed though but much better anyway. The morning treatment was not much as he seemed preoccupied and no talking really just in and almost out. But, he stopped for a minute on the way out and told me, we could be in luck for the afternoon as the nurse and aide on duty then were the laziest they had and would not leave the nurses station for almost anything other than an emergency and away he went, leaving me wondering again. He came in in a hurry that afternoon. He told me we had some time and wanted to have a little fun. I was all for that. As he prepared by treatment he was kind of fidgeting some. As he leaned to put the mask on again he leaned against my hand but this time as I grasped him his trousers were down and I grabbed bare cock and it was divine. I started to stroke him and as I did he leaned over a little more and reached under my gown and grabbed my cock. I was hard already but he made it a rock in no time and played with my balls too. Then I felt his hand go between my legs and started to rub my hole. He looked at me then and told me he knew I was a bottom from my profiles he had read. I smiled and nodded and spread my legs so he could play easier with my hole. He pulled away for a sec and I saw him get something out and it turned out to be some lube which he then started to apply to my hole. I was loving it and then his finger started into me and I moaned for sure as the pleasure erupted inside me. In no time I felt another finger and then another finger enter me as he opened my hole up wider and wider and drove his fingers roughly in me deeper also. I was writhing on the bed and was soon ready for anything he wanted to do. He then looked me in the eyes and asked if I was ready for more and I nodded yes. He climbed on the bed and carefully lifted my legs up and out. He lined up his cock head with my hole and slowly started to slip it in a little at a time. Stroking it in a little at a time, so slowly and so agonizingly fantastic, until I finally felt his balls hit me in the ass as he bottomed out. He held still for a bit and then spoke to me telling me how he had read every single line of my online profiles, so he was sure he knew exactly what I wanted from him. I was curious as to that but then as he said it he pulled almost all the way out of my hole and slammed back in hard. I gasped but only for a second as he did not stop but immediately went into fast speed and pounded my hole fast and furious and hard and as deep as he could. It hurt a little to start with but soon I was in heaven for sure as that is the way I definitely love it. fast, hard, deep and filling my hole as full as possible on every stroke. He kept up a little whispering to me. He was telling me how nice my hole felt, so hot, and he had just what I wanted and knew I was going to love it. At times he would reach between us and run a couple of fingers in me as he fucked me good and I could feel the extra stretch that did and then one time he reached and leaned up some and I was sure he tried to get as many fingers in me at the same time as his cock as he could. It was kind of uncomfortable and I groaned a little with it. As he brought his hand back away though he lifted it between us and I gasped as I saw what looked like a little blood on his fingers. He leaned towards me again and told me he thought he tore my hole a little that last time, but he was smiling when he said it. I started to ask what he did that for when he all at once grabbed my legs and lifted them way up and caught me off guard and I could not get a good breath to ask then as he really tipped me up and pounded deep into me even harder and faster. He was breathing heavy too I noticed and then he leaned in and told me here it comes, just what you wanted and needed. He ground into me then and I could feel his cock throb and feel the heat of his cum as it erupted inside me. He ground his cock as deep as he could and kept doing it for what seemed forever but felt so good. He finally settled down a little and told me there, it is done and I had what I had always wanted in me. I looked confused I know and asked him what he meant. He told me he read everything I had every written online and he knew I wanted his gift. I was still puzzled and he then lifted his top and there around one of his nipples was the sign. Yes, that sign, the biohazard symbol. I knew too well what that meant. I gasped and asked what the hell, I hadn't wanted that. He told me it was on every one of my profiles that I was poz friendly, and would take any load no matter who, and I had written some stories about bug chasing on BZ. He just knew I wanted to become poz and was really happy to help me out. He got up then and told me, Hey, I am done for today but I will see you in the morning and maybe we can do this again, huh? I could only lay there and wonder, what the hell did I get myself into on just fantasizing so much.

I have become the full cum slutty for the 4 pakistani taxi drivers. They text me if I'm free and send the cab for me that takes me to the portacabin where they take turns fucking Me bareback and coming in my arse and down my throat. No mention of condoms they just used my holes. I am normally just bent over a manky striped couch arm and fucked hard. Last time I had bruising to my pelvis. The Turkish bloke who picked me up watched for a while rubbing himself through his pants and then fucked me last adding his load but then went immediately to the sink and washed his cock. Awesome time.

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....

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)

This ALWAYS turns me on. "Let me just finger you...feel my tongue. Doesn't that feel good?" "Think how good my dick would feel. Let just put my head in, you'll like how it feels. I won't go all the way in." Then you feel his balls hitting your ass cheeks. "Man! You should have a rubber on!" "Oh man, I don't have one...this feels so good, I can't stop. Your ass is so tight, so hot. It just feels too good squeezing my dick." It feels so damn good. That raw, hard cock up your ass. Fucking sliding in and out of you. You know you can't stop, you want that dick fucking you...RAW. "Okay man, just pull-out before you cum." "Yeah man, I promise I won't cum in you." Then for a moment you're disappointed that you won't get his cum. But, before you know it, he's full-on fucking you. Full strokes deep in your ass, pulling out, back in. He's fucking pounding your ass and you're LOVING IT! So is he. "Oh Fuck man. Your cunt feels so good. I'm gonna cum...oh fuck yeah, I'm gonna shoot my load." "Pull-out man! You can't cum in me!" "Oh fucking no way...I'm going to seed your cunt. I never planned on pulling out. Fucking going cum up your ass - make you my bitch!" At that moment I start cumming...shooting my load, squeezing my hole and he starts cumming. "OH FUCK YEAH! Take my sperm, fucking suck it down into your ass. You knew all along you wanted it!" My insides are now wet, warm, and slick. I'm in heaven. His slick cock working up a foam till its a bit soft. He pulls it out and brings it up to my mouth for a good cleaning. I'm fucking drunk on cum. ----------------------------------------------- The idea of a Booty Bump does really turn me on. Would like to try it just once. Damn I need a good fucking right now!

The pungent scent of sweat and spunk permeated the air as sounds of hard fucking filled the small basement room and echoed off the ceiling, the slapping of skin on skin, animalistic grunts of exertion and gurgled whimpers of pained pleasure. I closed my bag looking around, it was rather poignant to see the pair of innocent little white ripped up briefs screwed up on the desk right next to the used point and tourniquet the head of security not five minutes earlier had tied round my little helpers arm. The sound of flesh against flesh brought me back to reality "That's it, boy" growled Bonsu as he relentless ploughed his fat ten inch cock in and out of Noel's chemmed up little fuckhole "you keep squeezing dat white boy cunt on your new Papa's big black cock!", not that the boy could make any noise except gurgle as his face and throat was being filled by another black guy whose name I did not know, I had to stop and admire Noels little white body being ravaged by the massive black men, his sweet athletic body I’d enjoyed so much over the past few days arching and writhing under the two men. I chuckled thinking what his mother would say about her sweet little Christian son being a fuck toy for older men now, especially for black men old enough to be his father or even grandfather, I knew Bonsu well enough to know that Noel would not be able to walk right ever again. I picked up my bag and lit a cigarette “I’m out of here”, Bonsu looked over his shoulder grinning at me as he fucked in and out of the boys gaping cunt “see ya next year Bad Santa Bruno”

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.

I held the pot as Noel dipped his fingers into the gel before transferring it to his arse ring and pushing it into his sweet little boi pussy giggling “this stuff gets hot once its inside”, I feigned innocence “really son?, let me try it”, I dipped my middle finger into the pot “hands behind your head son”, he licked his lips as I gently pushed my middle finger into his lovely tight little hole, I worked my finger in and out “that feel better boy?”, he grimaced a bit “still hot but better”, I pulled my finger out of him dipping it into the laced lube again before returning it to his hole “its always hot at first but it still feels good eh?”, he nodded in affirmation not that I needed that his cock rock hard leaking precum onto his stomach was indication enough for that. I continued finger fucking him, getting deeper each time until I felt his little nugget, that made the little bugger cry out and arch his back “oh yeah you like that huh boy?” , he bit his lip then licked them so sweetly his eyes getting that lovely little glazed look I love so much, I pulled my finger out of his bum scooping up more of the lube shoving it deep into his hole again but using two fingers this time, he squirmed again, there was something so lovely seeing him adjust himself in the chair when he spread his legs over the chairs arms more, I worked his little bum, two then three fingers in him stretching his eager virgin little hole out “that’s a good boy, you love this its what you need”, I pulled my fingers out of hole delighting in seeing him push it out, his hole puckering yearning for more, his sweet blue eyes all glazed over and full of lust. I pulled him up kissing him deeply before twisting him round “kneel on the chair boy”, the compliant lad did as he was told as I undid my slacks and pulled out my fat cock, I spat on my hand rubbing it on my cock, the boy looked at me over his shoulder his eyes glazed and horny, I chuckled “time to pop your cherry son” lining my cock up at his puckering ring “your going to get it and then some”. He cried out a bit as I penetrated his little ring but the chems swimming round in his system blocked out the real pain of my fat cock forcing his virgin boy cunt to accept my cockhead as it popped into him, I grabbed his hips giving short hard pumps inching further into his anus with each thrust grunting “fuck boy your pussy is so tight!”, he was moaning and groaning hanging his head as his first fuck overtook him, my dick slivered in and out of his butt, his ring was stretched obscenely round my dick as I long fucked him “yeah boy your cunt needed this a real man to break you in!”, I grabbed him by his hair jerking his head up and back, “tell daddy how you love it!!” his tongue was hanging out the side of his mouth, spit running down his chin he gurgled “love it daddy” I dropped his head “I knew you would boy, fuck your cunt is so good!!” I grabbed his hips again and resumed my pounding, red streaks were showing on my cock as I fucked my big dick in and out of his stretched out little boy pussy, I made sure I angled my thrusts to hit his prostate eliciting little yelps of delight out of the boy as I felt round under him feeling his boy cock nicely surprisingly hard, “oh yeah my little slut, good fucking boy”, I released his cock and pulled my dick so my cockhead rested just inside his hole, then I slammed it back into him, “yeah boy Daddy’s going to give it to you how a boy should be fucked”, I did it again, and then again his body shaking his back shiny with sweat, I slapped his arse “daddy’s getting close boy”, he wailed out “yes that’s it boy daddy’s going to cum in your boi pussy, make you a good boy!”, I pumped a few more times before I ground into him as deep as I could and fired five or six nice big spurts of my fertile toxic muck into his deflowered little bum, as I cum in him I felt his arse contract round my dick as he fired his own spunk all over the chair, I could not help but grin “good boy!!” I stayed inside him leisurely pumping my dick in and out a few times as I never loose my hard on quickly ensuring that the insides of his rectum were well covered with my seed, I ran my hand down his back “that’s a good boy, just as a boy should be, well fucked and full of cum”. I carried on pumping him gently as the door opened and Andy the other Santa walked in muttering “fucking poxy kids”, and then his gaze settled on us stopping him in his tracks, he took off his big white beard grinning “who’s the fucktard?”, I pulled my dick out of Noel’s gaping hole smirking in seeing some of my pink tinged cum leak out “just a Christian dumbfuck boy who’s just had his cherry popped”. Andy pulled his cock out walking up to Noel lifting the lads head up “nicely chemmed I see”, before walking round tracing his fingers down the boys back and over his sweet bubble butt, he put his hand down scooping some of my tinged cum that was leaking from the lads arse and rubbing it on his cock, jerking it until it reached its full impressive hardness, he rubbed his finger and down the kids arse crack shoving his finger into the boys hole, Noel sighed hungrily as Andy finger fucked him “yeah little piggy your nice and open just how I like it”

I do that with my bf already.... We go out together to sexclubs where he tries to get loads and on hook up sites we seek other tops to breed him. Luv to fuck and eat a cummy hole! When I'm in whoring him out mode, I don't even look at other bottoms...it's all about finding top guys to load him up...and later when we r back home we curl up together and I hold his sexy body in my arms.... For me that's heaven!

PART SIX The door bell rang again and my hole twitched around the plug holding it open. Matt chuckled seeing my ass suck the plug in a little more. “You’re in for a treat now boy, these are three of my favorite men. I’ve even given up my hole quite a few times to them.” “What makes them so special?” “They’re three brothers, they’re all gay and let’s just say god had an interesting sense of humor with them.” Eric returned to the basement then with three guys following behind him. They were clearly brothers, all sharing the same sharply defined masculine features. The oldest looked to be about 27 with jet black hair combed carefully to one side, the middle one probably 23 and unlike his clean shaven older brother had grown a thick beard and let his hair get a little shaggy. The youngest looked like he was probably 21 or there abouts and had the floopy curly hair that just hung in untidy ringlets everywhere. “Jimmy, James, and Jake this is our new cumdump,” Matt said by way of introductions. “So why don’t you boy’s strip off and enjoy him.” The youngest guy shucked his Beatles t-shirt exposing a trim swimmers body covered in jet black hair. My hole twitched again, Eric really hadn’t been kidding when he said he guessed my type. Without waiting for his other two brothers, the youngest came over, dropped to his knees, pulled the plug from my hole and started to eat the cum from my drippy, sloppy cunt. “Can’t wait to breed this cunt,” he muttered not taking his mouth of my hole to speak. After another moment or two he stood up and moved aside so that his now naked olderst brother could take his place. All three of them were built thin like swimmers but covered in jet black hair, they were like the perfect moment of genetics. “You’re gonna love his spunk filled hole Jimmy,” the youngest said to his oldest brother as he started to rub the cock head of his thick seven inch dick on my hole. “Please breed me,” I begged, grabbing his hips and pulling his cock inside my used hole. “Eager little bitch isn’t he?” “I need your loads,” now pleading for Jimmy to start fucking me. “Don’t worry boy, we’ve each got at least two loads ready for you. And if you like my cock then you are going to love my brothers even more,” Jimmy reassured me as he slowly started to fuck me. I kept my hands on his hips, pulling myself deeper on his cock with each thrust, milking his cock for his load with my ass. Cum dripped from me as the two of us slammed our bodies together and the cum in my hole started to froth. I whimpered and begged him for his load more. I could feel my eyes starting to gloss over, I was starting to get the fucked out look that I had seen girls get in the gang bang porn I sometimes watched. A look that came when there had been so much cum shot into her that she stopped to be a person and became just a bucket. It had finally happened to me, as the first of these three brothers pumped his first load into me I let go of any last remaining ideas of myself and gave in. I was just a hole, a hole to be filled with cock and cum. Jimmy started to pant a little and his brothers egged him on, rubbing their considerable bulges through their jeans. “Fill his cunt.” “Lube him up for us.” “Give him that fat hot load.” “I’m gonna fucking cum up your cunt,” Jimmy growled and slammed in again to dump his load as deep as he could. “You’re gonna need it deep,” he panted. The middle boy dropped his pants and then his underwear, as his brother unloaded inside me, and as soon as the waistband of his pants was below his cock I knew what Matt had meant about God’s joke. James’s cock was considerably larger then Jimmy’s in all directions and his balls hung lower and heavier too. As soon as Jimmy had pulled out James moved into place and slammed his cock hole. James was much rougher then Jimmy had been, grabbing my shoulders and pulling me down onto his cock, he wanted to make sure that I felt all of his considerable length and girth. “I love using a hot wet cunt,” James said in rhythm to his pounding. It didn’t seem like James was going to last too long because he quickly stated to pant like Jimmy had, but unlike Jimmy he slowed down for a minute and regained his composure before returning to his assailment of my hole. Twice more he did that till I was convinced he had been fucking me for an hour. The finally he slammed in deep and held fast to my shoulders and started to just push in and out slightly dumping his load. Now Jake stripped and I gasped when I saw the python that the littlest one of the guys had.

PART FIVE Adam needed no more encouragement then that. After a few quick licks of my cum dripping ass he stood up and lined up his own rather girthy cock and slid in with ease. I groaned the deep guttural groan of a man who has accepted his fate. I needed Adam’s cock, and then his cum inside of me. Without any pretence Adam started to jackhammer away at me hole, and I grunted with each trust, loving the sound and feeling of his balls slapping against my ass with each thrust. The air was now thick with that musky aroma that had so intoxicated me when I first met Eric. It seemed to be coming from all around, and I soon realized that my own pits were ripe with it too. My cock throbbed. I had completely forgotten about my own need to release, it seemed so irrelevant in the face of these cocks that needed to unload inside of me. His breath quickened, at it was clear that Adam was not going to last long pounding away as he was. Soon he bucked deep inside of me and held my hips tight as he shot a load almost as large as the one Marcus had just deposited. Then he leaned forward and kissed me shoving his tongue roughly into my mouth. “I put both of our numbers in your phone boy, message one of us when you wanna get bred again,” he whispered, and then pulled out and turned to start putting his clothes on. “My phone?” I asked. “You left it in the pocket of your shorts when you took them off earlier,” Eric explained, “I put it by the front door so the guys could put their numbers in your phone and put yours in theirs so that when they need to unload they can find your hot cunt.” He jammed four fingers up my hole and started to twist them around in the cummy mess. Adam was no fully dressed, but Marcus I realized was still just in his briefs with his cock still out and was stroking. “Move over Eric, I’ve got another load worked up and ready to shoot up this boy’s hole before I go.” And without any prep Marcus sunk his monster cock back into my hole and quickly pumped another load into my guts. “Thank you,” I whimpered. “Any time boy, anytime.” Then Marcus pulled out, whipped his dick off on my leg, got dressed and followed Adam up the stairs. “Marcus has quite the cock doesn’t he,” Asked Matt coming back over with what looked like an even larger butt plug then the last. “Yes he does.” “Did you enjoy yourself boy?” “God yes!” He pressed the lubed plug against my dripping hole. “You want more or you all bred out?” “God no, I want… no… I need more loads! Please!” “Good boy.” The plug popped into my ass.

PART FOUR “I’ll get it,” Matt said and ran up the stairs. “Ok, so here’s the deal boy,” Eric said, tugging at the plug again, “After any group you can say stop, but once a guy starts fucking you you will take his load weather if you want it or not. Understood?” I nodded, both excited and scared for what was to come. “Now if I’m right in guessing that you like big hairy men then you are in for a treat tonight boy because there’s not a twink in the bunch.” There were footsteps on the stairs and I strained my head to see who it was. Matt lead the way still naked, his cock now soft swinging like a big thick pendulum with his balls. Behind him were two men, still fully clothed who looked to be in their late fourties. One of then had a salt and paper beard, and the other one a completely shaved head. Just because they were a bit older though did not mean that these men didn’t look fit, on the contrary they booth looked like they were built like brick shit houses. “Damn,” said the one with the beard, “and this juicy cunt got his first load this afternoon and you’ve already got him strapped to a sling with his dripping hole open to anyone. Nice work boys.” “Boy, this is Marcus, and Adam,” Matt said, pointing to the bearded guy and then the shaved head guy. “Enough of this talking,” Marcus said, walking towards where I hung in the center of the room, “I haven’t cum in three days and my balls are acheing to breed a hot boy cunt.” He grabbed the plug and pulled hard, and it popped out of my hole with a wet sounding squelsh. “Get your tongue in there,” He ordered Adam, who without missing a beat fell to his knees and jammed his tongue up my ass. As I moaned from Adam’s glorious tongue fucking Marcus stepped up to my head and started to take off his clothes. I knew I had been right about him being built like a brick shit house when I caught a glimpse of his tight fur covered six-pack as he took his sweater off. Nothing however could have prepared me for what I saw when he took off his pants. When his white briefs slid down I gasped, his cock was not only long but impossibly thick, I would have sworn that it was as thick as my wrist. Marcus just chuckled at my shock and grabbing his cock at the base slapped it against my ribcage a few times with a hard thump. “You’re wet cunt is going to feel so good stretching around my fat cock boy you have no idea. How’s that hole Adam?” “Just about ready for you to destroy it babe,” Adam replied, hocking one more big glob of spit into my still gaping hole. Marcus practically pushed Adam out of the way as he moved between my legs. I stared in aw at the older man’s massive chest and broad shoulders, the clearly defined muscles that rippled under his fur-covered skin must have taken hours at the gym to perfect. There was wicked glint in his eyes as he began to press his astoundingly thick mushroom head against my hole. It felt like Eric taking my virginity all over again, despite my hole being lubed and primed with four loads and a mountain of spit his cock was still just simply too large. Steadily Marcus pressed his head against my pucker and rubbed my bushy stomach. “Breath boy, breath,” he whispered over and over again. Slowly it began to happen, I could feel my ring giving way, spreading to let his cock inside of me. Fear mingled with lust in my mind and I started to try and make my ass open wider for him, winking the muscles furiously. Then all of a sudden something gave way and the head of Marcus’s cock was inside of me. My ass ring felt like it was on fire, stretched to what had to be it’s maximum capacity. I groaned loudly and Marcus resumed his pushing. “You like having your boy hole stretched out like that around a real man’s cock don’t you boy?” I answered the only way that I could in that moment, honestly, “Yes, please fill my hole with your amazing cock and breed my cunt!” “Good faggot.” The pressure increased drastically right then and Marcus forced in the remaining seven inches inside of me. This time I screamed. Next to me Eric was on his knees with Adam and Matt’s cocks in his mouth, all three of them groaning with pleasure. Marcus wasted no time, barely allowing me to get used to his substantial girth before he started his plowing. In no time he had built up enough speed that the sling was swinging wildly, slamming me down on his cock even harder with each return swing. “You’re cock is so big, it feels amazing. Fuck me!,” I cried, “Please, please breed my hole. I want your load, I need your load.” “And there it is boy,” Marcus said in a low growl, “You need my cum. Now you know your place in the world. Take my load you filthy little faggot cumdump.” Marcus grabbed my legs to stop the sling and bottomed out in my hole, his cock shooting long thick ropes of cum deep inside me. Once again I wondered how I could have ever thought that I wanted to be with women? This was perfect. I needed this. After what seemed like a life age Marcus, his cock now soft, slid his cock from my hole allowing a thin stream of cum to drip out of my hole and onto the floor. “Alright Adam, I know how you like to breed a cunt after me. Have fun.”

PART THREE As Eric started sending out his mass text Matt helped me too my feet, took me by the hand and led me out of the kitchen. I could feel cum dripping from my ass and running down my leg as I walked into a spacious dinning room that adjoined the kitchen. We turned down a short hall way and Matt opened a door that lead to a staircase heading down to a basement. Leading the way Matt flipped on the lights and headed down stairs. I gasped, the basement was nothing like the rest of the modern but conservative house. The walls were all painted black, and the floor was polished concrete with a drain in the middle of the room. Hanging from the ceiling by silver chain was a black leather sling, just next to the door was a strange waist high bench with restraints attached to it’s four legs. All over three of the walls were pictures of naked men. Some were just posing but others were mid-fuck, there were even some close ups of cock sliding into bare asses that made my hole tingle to look at. The far wall though was a massive shelving unit which held sex toys of every sort the number of dildos alone was staggering. Matt wrapped his arms around me from behind and whispered, “Where gonna have some fun with you tonight boy.” His once again hard cock was pressing against my cum dripping hole, “It’s not every day that a cute little otter like you gets his cherry popped and learns he can’t live without cock.” He tweaked my nipples and lead me over to the bench, bending me over so that my arms landed right where the restraints on the legs were. It suddenly made sense; this bench was a fuck bench to turn a man into just an upturned hole to be used. This time however, Matt did not strap me down, but instead just slid his cocking to my eager hole. He bottomed out and I felt his balls against mine and then he leaned forward so that he could keep whispering in my ear as he deep fucked me. “After I breed your sweet sweet hole again I’m gonna strap you up in the sling for the night. I want you to be able to see what’s coming at your hole while my friends use you. They’ll really teach you how to be a good little cum dump. Then if you still want more, we’ll strap you to this bench and point your ass at the door and let anyone who wants to come over and sink their cock into your wet cunt.” I moaned as Matt picked up his pace. “You know I could tell from those pictures that Eric sent me of you with his cock all the way down your throat that you were a cockslut even if you didn’t know it then. You haven’t even touched your cock this whole time. You know that your cock means nothing when a real man’s dick is in the room.” He started to slam into me harder, I whimpered my agreement, “Your body is meant for men to use, your holes for getting them off. You know that now don’t you boy?” “Yes,” I agreed breathlessly. “By the time you leave here tonight your hole will never be a tight little pucker again, you’ll always be ready for a real man to sink his cock into your spunk hole, and you will thank me for it.” He was hammering away now, punctuating his words with deep slams of his cock. I pushed my ass back against his cock trying to swallow more of it. “You had better keep these four loads in your hole boy, cause it’s all the lube you’re getting tonight.” Matt slammed harder and harder, his breathing becoming ragged, “Ready for another load cumdump?” “YES, BREED MY HOLE! I NEED YOUR SPUNK,” I screamed. “That’s a good bitch.” His cock pulsed violently in my hole and he slammed home, dumping his cum deep inside of me for the second time in a hour. This load felt even bigger then the first and the glorious worth that radiated from his cum filled my entire body. Slowly he pulled out and muttered, “Stay there cunt.” I lay on the fuck bench with my cum filled ass in the air as Matt walked away to the far wall and picked something up off the shelf. When he returned I felt something new pressing against my hole. “Open up and take this plug so that none of those loads fall out of your wet pussy boy.” I relaxed my hole and relished the feeling of the thick plug sliding home till it locked in my ass sealing in Matt and Eric’s loads. “Alright, let’s get you in the sling then.” Matt helped me up and half led half carried me to the sling where he hoisted me up locking my arms and legs in place. He smiled at me, laying there with my legs spread wide strapped to the sling and my hole exposed to anyone who walked down into the basement. “Fuck that’s a hot furry cunt,” Eric said, coming down the stairs, “You dumped another load in him didn’t you?” He said teasingly to Matt. “Well you got two off in his new spunk hole so why shouldn’t I?” “True. You’re gonna love what I have planned for you boy,” Eric came over to the sling and gave a slight pull on the plug, “By the end of tonight, this thing won’t even stay in your ass you’ll be so loose and sloppy.” Somewhere else in the house the doorbell rang.

PART TWO My face flushed as I looked at Matt, his husband’s still hard cock stuffed up my spunk filled hole, but Matt just smiled. He had a short cropped red and brown beard, muddy brown hair and bright green eyes set into a strong manly face. Quickly he shucked his shirt exposing a broad chest covered in ginger fur with large pink nipples. His pants were the next to go and then he stood there in just a bulging jock strap smiling at me. “Well boy get my husband’s cock out of your cunt and come suck my cock.” With a tiny bit of reluctance I stood up, Eric’s cock sliding from my juicy hole, and walked over to Matt. He smiled and pushed me to my knees, I felt cum drip from my hole. “Go on,” he said thrusting the engorged pouch of his jock at my face. I pulled the fabric to the side, and released his massive cock. It looked, if that was possible to be even thicker then Eric’s his balls certainly were larger and all around the base grew thick dense coarse ginger pubes. I didn’t waist any more time, there was no more confusuion or conflict, I had been presented with a man’s cock and it was my job to service it. Opening my mouth wide I began to slowly work Matt’s still swelling cock down my throat, swallowing hard when it hit my tonsils. “Holy shit Eric,” Matt said, forcing my head down till my nose was in his pubes, “Where did you find this boy?” “He got distracted while he was jogging by and literally fell into the yard. I knew he would make a hot little furry cumdump as soon as I saw him. Told me he was straight and then he swallowed my cock to the root.” They both laughed. “Don’t think you’re straight any more do you boy? Not with Eric’s load dripping out of your cunt.” I shook my head. “Good. Did you like taking his load?” I nodded, still sucking hard on his cock. “Do you want my load up your cunt?” I nodded again. “Your cunt is hungry isn’t it boy, you want all the loads you can get don’t you?” More nodding. “Good, because by the time tonight is over your hole will be one dripping cum filled mess.” My cock twitched and my hole winked at the thought. “You sure this boy was a virgin when you sunk your cock into him,” Matt asked Eric, “Cause damn he can suck cock!” “With how tight his little cunt was, there’s no way I didn’t pop his cherry.” “Then he’s just one talented cocksucker. Shit, you keep sucking my cock like that boy I’m gonna blow my load down your throat not up your cunt.” I tried to pull off of his cock, but Matt’s hands held me in place; I wanted that cock and load in my ass more then anything. “Don’t think he likes that idea,” Eric said. “No, neither do I,” replied Matt and he released me to spit out his cock. “You ready to get bred again boy?” “Yes please,” I gasped still trying to catch my breath from deep throating Matt’s cock. “Then turn around and show me that pussy.” I spun on the spot, bent over, stuck my ass in the air, and reached back to spread my cheeks for him. He gave an appreciative groan and got down behind me laying his fat cock on my ass crack. “Nice tight little ass with a worked-out loose cum filled furry hole, prefect,” He lined up his cock and sank it into my stretched out pucker in one move. I moaned, bucking back on his cock like a bitch in heat. Matt wasted no time with slow fucking and skipped right to the rough pounding. He grabbed my hips and started to slam his cock in and out of my hole. Using Eric’s cum he pounded my hole without mercy reducing me to a limp whimpering mess. How could I ever have thought that I was something else? Nothing I had ever done with a girl had felt this good, this right. I was kicking myself for resisting what I had always wanted for so long, to be a bottom boy cumdump for big manly tops. Matt pulled out of hole and smacked my as saying, “get on your back, I wanna see your face as I breed you.” I flipped over and grabbed my ankles pulling my toned muscular legs out at right angles exposing my hole once more. Matt got between my legs and slammed his cock back inside of me. He bottomed out so hard that I saw stars for a second, but Matt didn’t miss a beat he just kept on pounding. “I told you he had a sweet cunt,” Eric said and for the first time sense Matt’s cock had entered my hole I noticed him standing behind Matt fisting his hard cock like mad. “I’m gonna load you up boy, you ready for my cum?” “Please shoot your load deep inside of me,” I begged. “Take my fucking load you little faggot,” Matt yelled and he bottomed out once more and his cock launched shot after shot after shot of thick hot cum into my wrecked guts. His cock had no sooner stopped twitching then Matt pulled out, but much to my joy his cock was quickly replaced with Eric’s once more who after only two quick strokes shot another big load deep in my new cunt. Eric caught his breath for a moment and then he too pulled out. “Nice find babe,” Matt said to Eric kissing him. I ran my hands down my hairy sweat soaked chest, past my still hard but somehow so irrelevant cock, to my hole. I felt the soft mushy walls of my once tight sphincter and felt the slick cum that was slowly leaking from it. Easily I slid first two fingers then three and four inside myself and started to twist them in and out like Eric had done earlier. “Fuck look at him,” Matt said, “You still want more don’t you kid?” Guiltily I looked up, but said with hunger in my voice, “God yes.” “I’ve got an idea, keep fingering that hole,” Eric said, and he grabbed his phone and shot several shots from different angles including a close up of all four of my fingers which were now covered in cum stuffed in my hole. “We’ll start with a few thick dicked friends our ours and if that’s not enough then we’ll widen the search.” “Alright well we’re not gonna leave him here in the kitchen so I’ll take him down stairs and get him settled in while you find this new slut some more loads.”

Who here likes piss up the ass? Nothing hotter than the feel of a hard cock in your ass and the warm fill of his piss.

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.

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?"

This ad was posted on a community site, c********t: Wife took the kids away for the weekend so I could work on projects without them underfoot. Wanna cum work on my first project with me? Sucking, fucking, licking ass, its all good! I'm 5'9", 180 lb tight ass. Nobody will know but you and me, not your wife, girlfriend or partner. Leave with a smile and a drained cock. I’m in pretty good shape you should be too. Movies started to run in my head as I considered the possibilities and then I had flashbacks of other married 'bi' guys who have had fun with me. My mission in life has been to spread my seed, and take seed from anyone who wants to give it to me. I've been working on cultivating the ultimate strain of HIV, resistant to medication. Bi guys are especially rewarding, as they can spread my seed into their woman. The ideas got me hard and dripping precum. After emailing the guy my pics and description and asking for directions, my attention turned to my cock. I’m uncut, 7 inches long and 2 inches in diameter, the same size as the rim of a beercan, my foreskin hangs nearly 2 inches over my fully erect cock. All this skin has made the head of my cock very sensitive, and I generally have to keep my foreskin tied up, or I would be oozing precum all day. I pulled the foreskin back, and ran my fingers around the head of my cock, and got some of the juice that was oozing out on my finger so I could taste my nectar. I began to wonder about what sort of play this guy was into when my computer beeped that I had received an email. The pics he responded with were great. His name was Tony, and he has a muscular chest and shoulders, a bit of a belly, and a great, sturdy ass on top of muscular legs. He enjoys a thick mane of wavy dark hair and enough body hair for 2 guys and probably half of a third, thick dark hair everywhere but that muscular ass. No dick shot; so this was probably all about topping him. That ass just begged to be licked and slowly relaxed, and then I would slide my dick in and use Tony as my personal cockring. He sent no address or directions, only a phone number. Between my posting and responding to ads, generally, when a guy responds with just a phone number, he wants phone sex. If a guy sends only a phone number and picture, he is ready to play now! I called and a masculine voice answered, "Hello, this is Tony." Looking at his pics and talking to him made my dick throb, just thinking about getting my dick up inside him and the sensations I was feeling in my nuts when I thought about playing with him were exquisite! After giving him my name, I asked "Do you do this often?" knowing that I had seen his ad online before. I tried my luck and asked, "What kind of fun are you looking for tonight, Tony? Top, bottom or both?" "Well," Tony said, "I do not want to limit myself; I can pitch or catch!" He covered the address and directions for me, and we agreed that I would be there in an hour. Tony only lived 10 minutes away, so I used that hour to be sure I was ready for play. I took a Levitra, showered and cleaned myself out, on the luck that I would ride Tony's cock, and made sure I had breath mints. With everything prepared, I drove to Tony's place. As I drove up, Tony came out of the garage and motioned for me to park in the driveway. He met me at the car and greeted me like we were old friends. He was dressed in a white tank top, flip flops and cutoffs that were threadbare enough in the crotch and the ass to know Tony had nothing on beneath. "Any trouble finding the place?" he asked, handing me a beer. He pushed the button and the garage door closed. We went into the house and Tony headed to a room down the hall. He opened the door and we walked into Tony's gym. Closing the door, Tony turned and popped the top button on his cutoffs. His first step started the zipper down, the second completed the trip. On his third step, the shorts started to slide down on the right side, the fourth, the left side started down. Tony stopped, and shrugged, and the shorts dropped to the floor. He stepped out of the shorts and peeled his tank top off in one swift move. Standing naked in front of me, Tony was a striking presence, certainly everything the photos had promised, and he was blessed with an uncut dick, hanging down a good 6 inches and not yet hard. "Why are you still dressed?" he asked, giving me a wink. I got out of my jeans and shirt and turned to meet Tony on equal terms. Tony first sat, and then lay down on the weight bench. I straddled him, rubbing my uncut cock against his. After some licking and nipple play, Tony rolled over and on his stomach, presenting me with an ass that looked like 2 halves of a bowling ball. "Ready for fun?" I asked, and Tony growled "Work me over!" With that as my cue, I spread his cheeks and sank my tongue into that sweet hole, licking, teasing and pushing in as deep as it would go, relaxing and stimulating Tony at the same time. He stopped me, turned over from his stomach to his back, raised his legs and hooked his shoelaces over the ends of the barbell on the rack. "Now get that tongue back in there!" Tony demanded with a wicked grin. I smiled and returned my focus to my tongue working Tony's ass. After I worked his hole with my tongue for about 10 minute, I stood up and straddled him with my dick hanging in his face. I proceeded to return my tongue to his ass, being able to work from a different angle and also to go in deeper. Tony pulled my dick into his mouth and gave me some great head. I was fully hard and Tony was treating my foreskin just how I like it! He would grab it with his teeth, stretch it, lick it stretched, then pucker and pull it tight over the head of my dick, stretching it some more. He ran his tongue under the foreskin and around the head of my cock, stimulating precum in big amounts. He would occasionally take my cock all the way into his throat in one swift move, massage the head of my dick for a moment, and then back to teasing the head and foreskin. Meanwhile, the rest of my attention was diverted to drooling spit into his upturned ass, his hole opening and closing, and seeing how far in I could go with my tongue. We played like that for a bit, until I knew Tony was as ready to be fucked as he was going to get. Tony's work on my cock had me hard and throbbing, ready to invade him. Standing up, I turned and unhooked Tony's shoelaces from the barbell and positioned him lying on his stomach on the bench, knees on the floor. I took my position kneeling behind him, sliding my dick up and down the crack of his ass. Returning to sliding my dick up and down his ass, I took an experimental poke occasionally, and Tony's hole responded by opening up for me. When everything felt right, I placed the head of my dick at his hole. "I'm poz. You OK with that?" Tony turned his head and said "Pull out before you cum and I am OK with that." "Pull my cock in, Tony! Take as much time as you need. Once you pull it in, we can fuck like demons!" Tony opened his hole and little by little, he pulled me in. He would pull some cock in, then stop and let his ass get used to my cock, then take a little more, until I was all the way in and could feel my nuts against his ass. I pulled back, left just the head of my dick in and slowly thrust back in. Tony growled and pushed his ass back, wanting to feel me in as deeply as he could get me. Then I pulled completely out, lined up my dick with his hole and pushed straight in to the balls. Tony grunted and said "More, stud! Fuck me! Use my ass!" Switching to fucking him with just the head for a bit, I would pull out completely and sink back in until just the head popped into his hole. I alternated this with some hard fast strokes, plunging in as deeply as I could get. Then I grabbed his hips, pushing and pulling Tony back and forth on my cock. I could feel my first load starting to build, so I pulled completely out. "I'm just about there!" "Yahoo!", Tony exclaimed as he rolled on his side, "I want some more of your fucking!" "In a bit," I said, "I want to switch for a minute, keep that load just a bit longer." Once again, I straddled him and with my dick hanging in his face, reached down, pulled his legs up and bent them so his knees were under my arms. Tony pulled me back, spreading my cheeks and getting his tongue deep in me. He licked, poked and nibbled my ass, and I took his cock in my mouth. He was already hard, and the precum was almost flowing out of his dick! I teased the head for a while, savoring the taste and feel of his precum. Going down on his dick like that was totally outstanding, and his head slid across my tongue and into my throat without any resistance. I pride myself on being able to go a long time without taking a breath, and I did my best to demonstrate this on Tony's cock for quite a while. He had a really big head, which must have hung out half an inch over the shaft of his cock. It made for a very satisfying and stretching blowjob, as I brought Tony to the edge of blasting his load 3 times before I thought he would be ready for my dick in his ass again. I pulled off his dick and reached back to spread my cheeks for all that I could get of Tony's tongue, and when my hole was satisfied, stood up and turned Tony over on his stomach. I worked my tongue in again, pushing as much spit as I could up into Tony, to make sure the ride was smooth for him. When spit was dripping down his nuts, I pushed my dick in. Once I was in to the hilt, I started driving my dick in pretty aggressively. Riding Tony was like plugging my dick into a dynamo! He worked the muscles in his ass and bucked to get as much sensation as he could from my dick. Feeling the load start to build, sensation starting in my toes and then working up to my nuts, I wanted to slow down again, to stretch this great feeling out longer, and then I decided I would just have to get in this saddle again tonight. As I got closer to cumming, my strokes got to be slower out and faster in, driving as deep as I could. With my eruption only moments away, I pushed in and withdrew completely. I held my head just outside for a few seconds, and Tony turned his head, "Fuck, stud! Get that dick back inside me!" "I'm poz, Tony, and you asked me to pull out before I cum!" "I wanna feel you inside me, your head swelling and pulsing and pushing that load into me! Besides, other guys have cum in me before and I have not popped poz yet!" "But they were not poz, were they? That's the difference here. Do you want my load?" "Get that dick back inside me and flood my guts! I will take my chances!" I slid around his crack for a moment, enjoying the slippery feeling and making him growl, and when I pushed back in, I felt the first rush of orgasm along with the first spasm as my nuts convulsed. Throbbing and swelling, my dick shot. Tony said "I can feel your load filling me up!" I rode a bit longer, and my head with its load around it was feeling enough sensation to shoot again very quickly, rewarding me with a second orgasm about 2 minutes after the first one. I pulled out and Tony rolled over. His dick was standing up between his legs. I went down on my knees and took Tony's cock in my mouth and down my throat. He was twitching and jumping almost from the moment my lips had touched his dick. I came up for air, and then swallowed Tony again, working my throat muscles until I felt his head swell up so much it could not move in my throat, and then I felt his hot seed going down my throat. I backed up a bit to get a taste, and Tony proceeded to cum for nearly a minute, twitching and growling and using his hands on the back of my head to work my mouth and throat on his dick. As we both came back from the edge, I asked, “Tony, you really enjoy men. Why are you married?” "My wife was the first woman I fucked, and damned if she did not get pregnant that first time! I was fucking with guys long before we met and have taken the opportunity to play with guys whenever I find it. I have not fucked her in 5 years...and she ain't asking." Tony responded. “Heh, I will make myself available any time you want to get together,” I said. “Do you need to leave right away?” he asked in return. To which I told him “I do not have any plans for the rest of the night,” and he asked, “Wanna stay here and play some more? I want to get my dick up in your ass and show you as much fun as you did for me! Besides, I want to show you the hot tub!”

Its just the title of the topic. Who has time to read the title? Its the same as pissing in the shower, I don't have the time to walk over to the sink.

A few days ago I got an anonymous load from Grindr. He told me to be blindfolded, face down and ass up when he arrived. So I was. He fucked me so good. When he shot, it was such a full load it felt like hot piss shooting up in me. While he was cumming, my phone was dinging because my next raw load from BBRT was arriving. As soon as Mr. Anonymous left, the next guy came up and added his load. Just this morning, I re-hooked with a married father. Like last time, he brought over weed. We smoked, sucked each other and then he busted in my ass. Before that was the orgy I co-hosted last Friday. There were 6 of us who all knew each other by at least one degree of separation. We all fucked and sucked each other. It was so hot. The bottom received most or all of the loads. I certainly gave him one. The bottom and my bf have been fucking for, like, 8 years! It was sweet to finally be acquainted with that MAGNIFICENT black ass!!!

Had my first guy from CL last week over again tonight. Was suppose to give up my ass, he seemed a bit upset I didn't do it the first time, then turned around and got fucked three times after he left... oh well. He came over, sucked his dick, ass his ass, then sucked some more... then he wanted to put the head in my ass when he got ready to come... sure... I want him to fuck me so bad... suppose to happen tonight... we shall see. Had a married guy show up about an hour ago. He said he had never really done this... loved his cock... he kept wanting to return the favor, but I don't care for that... just use me and get out. He moaned so loud... hope the neighbors heard. Took his load then licked his cock clean. Hope his wife appreicates me.

waiting for them to offer timpass for $99/yr. They had it last year for a limited time which I missed. Hope they do it again this year.

Looks like this site may have it available. https://www.anal-sex-toy-shop.com/streem-master-kit-black-silicone-CISM-0102.html

What a great thread! I was often curious if a top paid my small cock and mind. I am a total bottom and there for the tops pleasure and seed as deep in me as possible, glad to know that most tops like small dicked guys that are bottoms. When I hit the baths or sex clubs, I do put on a cock ring to push my small cock out and tighten my balls to feel a tops low hangers slapping them. I never get hard when I bottom and take care of that when I get back home from a night of being a slut.

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 have access to all three, but rarely use Timjack or Timsuck. My comments below are directed towards Timfuck: The primary draw is the "exclusive content" scenes which are added every two weeks. In my opinion most of these scenes are of subpar quality, either very short or having obvious shortcomings (bad lighting, missed cumshots, etc.) There are some very good scenes as well though. My biggest beef is that for a while TIM was rotating in scenes that were previously released by another studio, passing it off as "exclusive content" - I felt like I wasn't getting what I paid for. They also rotate 20-30 full length titles that are available for viewing. No download, streaming only. The films are not broken down into scenes, which can make viewing pretty cumbersome. They also have a bad habit or rotating in some of the "pornstash" titles - not an issue when its original TIM content, but for a while its been a lot of the machofucker videos they re-released. Again, not exactly what I was paying for when I signed up. I'm still a member because I got a good deal - $19.99 for all three. I am going to try to take advantage of this better offer, if for some reason I cannot I will be cancelling.

In the last couple of days, I've hooked up with 3 home-for-the-holidays horny college dudes (thank you Grindr) and a soldier from the Army base who was a repeat. My cock is pretty chafed and tender right now. You guys who do 30 guys at the baths in one night must have much tougher skin than I do.

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...

Was on an app and all day me and this guy talked about hooking up. well. We ended up hooking up and low and behold he is the roommate of one of my friends. My friend ended up leaving for his own hookup while I was in the middle of getting fucked bare by his roommate. This guy knew how to fuck and man I am hoping to go back for seconds. All this less than 30 minutes ago too. so still have his load dripping out of me. Prefect Christmas eve gift. : P

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

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

@sluttysublad - I am kinda embarrassed to admit it but I have been keeping an excel spreadsheet with all of my loads since the beginning of the year. Suppose I may sound like a geek, but it makes it easy to track. I organize by date, oral vs anal, where/how we met (bath house, adult book store, bbrt, etc) Although my numbers are not nearly as high as some on here (sigh), it has been pretty cool to see my results each month.

Cum leaked from my hole as I walked, I tried to keep my hole tight, to hold onto every last drop but it was no used. I walked the last block to my apt scrolling through Grindr and Scruff and no luck, perhaps I had become too picky in what I was looking for, I felt that in all of NYC though there had to be another beefy ginger top who it was safe to get bred by. Feeling rather let down by the world I let myself into my apartment and muttering hello to my roommate locked myself in my room. I opened my computer and started trolling the Internet trying to find a way to get fucked again. I looked at adam4adam and manhunt but those didn’t seem enough, then I stumbled across BBRT. Quickly I made a profile, uploaded a pic of my tight slightly hairy twenty-one year old torso, and a good ass pic an old fwb had taken, and wrote: Young NEG BB Bottom Looking For NEG Loads. My cock was throbbing against my shorts, and I reeked of cum and sweat. I decided that I ought to take a shower to at least get rid of the sex stench that hung about me. Slowly I soaped my body thinking about him, the man from the gym, imagining what it would feel like to have him on top of me sliding his raw cock inside of my hole. My hands slid down my body and my fingers quickly found my hole, sliding inside with no problem. I pressed one, then another, then another into my hole, fucking the cum deeper into my ass, I added another finger. I couldn’t take I any more I needed to get fucked again. I got out of the shower and went back to my room my hole feeling empty. There were a few messages from trolls on BBRT but no one that fit my need. I scrolled through a bunch of profiles and sent messages to a few, rubbing my hole a little as I did so. Then, having exhausted my area, I stated looking for porn, a new kind of porn that I had never allowed myself to watch before. Treasure Island Media, Breed Me Raw, Raw Fuck Club they all fascinated me and I watched every preview I could find. Then I stumbled across breedingzone.com. I quickly read through several stories in the General Bareback Stories, my cock throbbing and my hole twitching as I did. After a handful of general stories I found myself drawn to the stories of a darker nature: Bug Chasing. I had never allowed myself to indulge suck thoughts before but with two massive loads in my hole, my fingers stuffed inside of me and my cock dripping constantly I wasn’t thinking straight. I read stories of guys searching out POZ loads and of guys just coming to realize it was their fate, guys who pursued POZ loads and guys who simply stumbled into a life. I found myself identifying with the men who realized their fate as a cumdump slowly, load by load inching their way towards the inevitable. I was so horny I could hardly think, I needed to get fucked right then. I looked back at BBRT and found several messages waiting for me. Knowing that in that moment it almost didn’t matter I took a cursory glance at profile pics of the tops and selected a young Italian looking guy in the East Village. Looking for now? I asked him. His response was almost immediate, My BF and I are looking for a boy to breed. Both big cocks, both ddf, and can both cum more then once. What’s the address? Was my only reply. After hastily getting dressed I rushed over to their apartment. A half hour later I was knocking on their door. The Italian from the profile opened the door and ushered me inside. His bf was tall and blond with blue eyes, every Aryan looking, in just a jock. The two of them stood grabbing their crotches in silence, and without being told what to do; I pulled my shirt off over my head and dropped to my knees in front of the Italian one. I pulled his cock out of his mesh shorts and swallowed it in one go. They hadn’t been lying, they both had huge cocks, and not only did they cum more then once but they came buckets. Over the next six hours they fucked me individually, they fucked me together, at one point they were both inside my wrecked and dripping hole. They were insatiable, it was as if they would not be content until my own lust for cum was slaked, but I had the sneaking suspicion that only one thing could truly slake my lust. When sometime around one in the morning they at last were spent we all passed out in a messy, sweaty, cumy heap in the bed, limbs all entangled. I woke the next morning to the blond pressing his cock into my still wet and open hole. “One for the road he muttered,” as he started to fuck me. They both dumped two more loads in me before I left, my guts literally flooded with their cum. I had shot my load at least three times the night before and once the last time that the Italian was abusing my hole and yet my lust was still unabated, and I now felt fairly certain of my conviction that only one man could slake this thrust. When I got home I changed for the gym without showering, grabbed my duffle and headed back out the door, wired with adrenalin and unfazed by my decided lack of sleep the night before. It was not my normal work out day, and I had no idea if he was going to be there, but I had to try. I went straight for the locker room; I had no intention of working out that morning. I went to my normal locked, and after stowing my stuff I sat down on the bench and waited. Not a full minute when by before he came around the corner today in a pair of gray running shorts. My heart skipped a beat and my hole twitched, itching to feel him with in it’s velvety walls. Instead of my normal ploy of avoidance I looked straight at him, allowing myself to make eye contact with those perilous green eyes. He smiled a broad, wicked, toothy smile and came over too me, his hand rubbing his crotch lightly. “So,” he said in a rich masculine voice, “You’ve finally come around have. You ready for a real load.” “I… uh… well…” I was unable to speak. “You want my cock, don’t you boy?” “Yes,” I managed to reply. “And you want my load in your hole, don’t you?” I swallowed hard and almost whispered, “Yes.” “What happened to change your mind kid, I guessed you were one of those NEG only Safe-Sex pussies. Let me guess, someone slipped a load into without you knowing you were getting bred and you loved how much it felt that you needed to do it again. You’ve probably been going around the city taking any loads you can get for two weeks now – no, not that long. The desperation in your eyes, and the fact that you reek of cum, I’m going to say two days at most. Maybe that first load was even just yesterday. That doesn’t matter though, what matters is that none of those loads managed to make you feel whole like you need to, you just keep lusting after more. Well I’ve got what you need boy,” he grabbed his now bulging crotch, “so let go to mine, it’s just around the corner and get my cock buried in your sweet hole ASAP.” I simply nodded.

I did look at your link. Looks like you have done way more than I have. Good for you. As for moving, I live in South Florida and I don't have to deal with any of the redneck attitudes you mention. Anywhere from Orlando south is good, but stick to the larger cities as some of the smaller towns can get that redneck vibe as Florida is in the south. St. Pete would be my choice if I were starting fresh. It has a vibrant art community and a large gay community and it's a beautiful city with lots of coastline. Close enough to Tampa that you get all the benefits of a major urban area as well. Of course Ft Lauderdale is the gay mecca, but it is congested and many guys I know who live there say it is more fun to visit than to live there. Great shopping though. If you want to stay deep south but more urban, I'd suggest Atlanta. I love Atlanta. It's where I'm originally from and if you like men of color, you will be in heaven. If I didn't have kids located in south florida I'd move to Atlanta in a heartbeat. I can't handle the cold winters, but you are probably still used to them. Good luck.

absolutly agree with you hornybottom ;-) and it gets worst when i'm chemed....

Refuse to fuck without someone else's cum as lube. Therefore I never am your first load... Ever! I prefer used holes. My cock will be nice and dry but when it makes contact with fuck juices it feels right.

Another Asian Story... I met John at a club through my friend, Yumi. John and Yumi fucked few times after Yumi and I broke up so initially we didn't like each other too much. But tonight with the help of x, John and I were getting along well. Yumi got sick from some shit and left early leaving me and John on the dance floor. As we rolled high on X, John and I sat on couch without our shirt. My slim toned body next to John's big muscular body felt so good on X so soon we started to rub each other's shoulders. John then pulled me up and led me to bathroom to the same stall and started to pee while he told me that he likes me and I need to follow him everywhere so he won't lose me. I told him okay and looked down and saw his big white cock pissing and started to feel horny. His cock was really big and imagining Yumi's tight pussy being fucked by that big cock turned me on so much. After few more hours, John told me we were leaving. We took a cab to his dealer's house. His dealer was this older white man and he was with a friend of his. They just spend a day using a twink white boy and recorded some of it. As John and I walked in, all I could see was twink being throat fucked by these men. When they saw me, they started to desire me as well. John told them we wanted more x and his dealer gave us a pill which I took 1/4 and John took the rest. John was much bigger than me and needed more to work on him. Then dealer offered us if we wanted to smoke. I was pretty open minded about drugs at this point but stilll didn't feel too comfortable taking something I had no idea at some stranger's house so I looked at John. John said sure.... As we smoked up a glass pipe with thick white smoke, the two men told us to give shot guns. John and I started to give shot guns then we started to make out. As John and I were in each other's embrace, it was clear that two men wanted me more than John as they ran their hands all over my body especially my ass. With x and T, I was loving the sensation of being touched everywhere and my asshole was wincing as men fingers teased it. John soon joined two men as they seem to make me suck them while they stimulated my asshole. After a while three of them started to get semi hard and wanted to fuck my hole. I asked them if I could clean since it's dirty from clubbing all night long. John took me to the bathroom and started to wash me then he got long hose with metal penis to stick into my hole to fill me up then to have me squat and release in front of him. I felt a bit shy at first but John told me that we are really good friend and we can share everything. I don't know if I was just lustful or I was really trusting John, but I felt comfortable with him and did as he told me. My ass started to feel sooo good as John filled it up with hot water. He fucked me with that hose for hours til the dealer asked us if we were okay. As we stepped out, they were taking blue pills and gave one to John. I was told to lie down on my back and raise my legs over my head. This exposed my hungry hole and even I could feel the hole muscle wincing with desire now. They took hours and many toys to stimulate and get my hole open to be fucked but after partying with the other white boy, two men couldn't get it hard enough to get into my virgin hole. And John with X, alcohol and Tina, couldn't get it hard either. As they continued their attempt to open my hole, I was gettting hungrier and few hours later I was ready to fuck anything. That's when the door bell rang and walked in one of delivery boy for the dealer. He was skinny latino boy and as he sat by the table, the dlealer went into the room to take care of the business. John and the other man kept their teasing of my hole which made me moan and whimper by this time. As I held my legs over my head exposting my hole to anyone, I opened my eyes and saw the latino boy stand over my body and look down into my hole. He let out a thick spit and let it drop right on my hole. He then put his big toe and rubbed it all over my hole. I felt so degraded but yet turned on by this. As the dealer returned, latino boy went back to the table to talk with him. I wanted to more of latino boy so I excused myself to the bathroom. Latino boy came in after me and told me to hold his cock while he peed. It was huge man cock and hard.... I could feel his piss traveling along the pipes of his big man cock. It looked hotter cuz his body was so skinny. He asked me if I wanted to get fucked and I said yes. He lifted me on to the sink and positioned his cock right at my hole and dropped my weight on his cock. After hoiurs of hole play, my hole was open wide to accept this cock with pleasure and didn't want to let it go. Then there was a knock and the dealer came in. He saw his delivery boy's hard cock in my hole and started to feel around my hole to feel the skin stretched. After few minutes, he told me that he's sorry that he has to ask us to leave since our fucking is making him jealous. As we were getting dressed, the dealer gave me his number and told me that he wants to play with me some other time. As we were walking down the stairs, I could see that latino by wanted more of my hole and I surely wanted more of him. I turned around and asked john if he minded if I got fucked more. John told me to go ahead so latino boy and I went to the rooftop of the building and resumed our fucking. Since there wasn't much place to sit down, he fucked me standing up which required me to hold my ankle often. As the latino boy just pumped my hole and gave me his load, he pulled out and left. As I was about to get up, I felt another big cock thrush into me and saw it was John standing behind me. Finally blue pill must have started to kick in, since John was rock hard. I loved John's cock more than latino's cock as I felt more than lust for John. I felt John lift my body up and turn me around on his cock and start making out with me.... it felt like heaven... he was so big and strong and had my body so slim and light under his total control. He fucked rough and hard and came rather quickly. When he pulled me off his cock, I fell on my knees and just cleaned his cock of his cum and my ass juice. That was just the beginning of our sex. As we were still under the influence of x and tina, John and I stayed up for hours and he stayed hard for hours to fuck me all he wanted. I remember when we got inside his building, he held me up onto his cock through his trouser front opening and started to walk up the stairs. It felt so good to feel his cock thrive inside as we walked and to be held by strong embrace. John got more and more aggressive as the fucking continued and at some point he was slapping my ass hard and loud but I was loving it. He started to say that Yumi and I both Asian cock slaves and love to get fucked the same way and be bred. After breeding my hole many times, he was still hard inside of me as he turned me up on top of him lying on his back. He told me to arch my back so my face stayed near his as he caressed the side of my face with his manly hand and whispered into my ears... so you like being fucked by big white cock? I simply moaned and barely said yes under my breath. He then whispered more about me and yumi being his bitches and how we love and worship him.... Then he tightened his grip around my neck and told me that ..."Yumi was sick with my posistive seed now your turn, boy" I felt my body shiver with fear and yet a hint of pleasure swept through my body as I lay on top of him motionless.

Just about perfect, he'd called it - the older man I'd gone home with had tied me up to his headboard, positioned my ass up in the air, and had fingered me rougher than I'd ever had before until I'd come. The lube he'd used had grown warmer and warmer, "his own recipe" and my ass and dick felt hot to the touch. Then he'd beaten my ass with a paddle - there was no other word for it - and declared me "just about perfect." I squirmed. This had started out with a simple game from an online buddy - I was to answer any yes or no questions with a pattern: yes, yes, no. Over and over again. I'd done so, and this was where I'd ended up. And a part of me was still playing the game. The last question had been hard to answer with a gag, but I'd nodded. I'd said "yes." And even as the hairy older man had been paddling me, I'd been holding onto that moment in my head to remember - I had to agree to the next thing, then say no, then it was back to my first agreement again. The man's rough finger slid between my cheeks, probing just a little at my pucker, which was still sore and hot from his lube and hard fingering, though now the lube had mostly worn off - beaten away by his black paddle. I squirmed again. He leaned over me, his hairy chest pressing against my shoulders, and I felt the hard heat of his dick against my leg as his mouth brushed my ear. "You're ready to make daddy happy, aren't you?" Yes/no question. I nodded vigorously, absolutely ready. I was sore and my skin burned and my dick - tied off in a cockring - was again hard. I wasn't sure when that had happened, and wasn't sure what that meant about me. He laughed, and reached up around my face, undoing the snap and pulling the gag out of my mouth. Saliva dripped down my chin. "Does daddy need a rubber not to catch anything from your ass, boy?" Oh god! I froze, my mouth still aching from the gag, lost for a moment. I was clean, I knew that, had been tested just last month, but I never played raw... And yet... He was asking me if he'd catch anything from me, so... "No," I said, answering the question the way I was told to by my online friend. My cock throbbed. I'd never played bare. I'd never dared! The big man's hand gripped my chin and he was nearly growling when he spoke into my ear. "Oh, you little impatient fuck, you want to feel daddy deep inside, don't you?" "Yes!" It was more an exhalation than anything else. "Daddy is going to fill you right up, boy. Give you everything he's got." His hand slid down my neck, and the under me to my chest. He squeezed a nipple and I yelped. He chuckled. "You need that gag put back in, don't you, boy?" I hung my head. Took one shaky breath. "Yes." "Boy, daddy is about to fuck you like the goal is to snap you in half, and I'm going to ruin your hole for other men. You want to pick a safety gesture first?" "No." Yes! I didn't know, and it was too late. The gag went back in, and he was quick about it. Then he shifted on the bed behind me, and his hands slide up and down my back once, then twice. Then he gripped my waist, hard, and squeezed so much I yelped again into the gag - a pathetic noise. He shook - I could tell he was laughing to himself - and one hand let me go. A moment later, cool slick liquid was pouring between my ass cheeks, and I heard him aim another squirt of lube onto his dick. It wasn't the thick "heat" stuff he'd used before. He rubbed his finger up and down my between my ass cheeks, and then I felt his hot, hard dickhead against my pucker, raw. I was shaking, and no doubt he could feel it. In the back of my mind, I was holding onto my place in the mental tally - two more agreements next, then a refusal - but beyond that was almost white noise and a hypersensitivity to every detail of his touch. He pushed forward almost leisurely, and the groan that came out behind my gag was low and needy, even to my own ears. It hurt - his fingering had seen to that - but I was so incredibly turned on, and the sensation of his hot skin inside me was intensely terrifying and arousing both. He pushed on, surprising me by taking his time, lowering each inch of his dick into me with a constant pressure while I shifted awkwardly from my prone and bound position. My knees shook, and my bound hands gripped at the headboard impotently. When his hairy stomach pressed against the small of my back, he gave a little shove, and his balls brushed mine. I groaned again. "Boy, you may be a fucking impatient little whore, but you fit daddy like a tight fucking boy should..." He said, and his voice was gravelly. He took my waist in his hands again, squeezing hard until I let out a strangled cry once more, and then he began to fuck me violently. There was no warning - first he'd slid in, and after that, he was suddenly all-out ramming my ass with deep strokes that brought his thick raw dick nearly all the way out of my ass before plunging back in. I was left to gag and gasp for breath as he rocked me to the left or to the right, changing the way his hard cock pounded into me and setting off new and ever-more-heated friction inside me. The fingering had already left me sore, but the way his cock battered my ass was a kind of hot torture. He fucked me from behind, shifting his angle left and right, for a good while. Sweat formed, on both of us, and soon I could feel his sweat spattering on my back with every thrust of his hips. He was almost snarling as he plotted me, over and over, and his grip tightened and tightened as he drilled. Finally, he shifted me further than before, and I started to lose balance and fell over onto my side - he shifted all his weight to land hard on me and bury his dick deep again inside my ass as I twisted under his grip, rolling me onto my side and lifting one of my legs high as my wrists crossed at the headboard and I finally got to look up at him. He was looking down at me with lust, and a kind of possessive amusement - sweat dripped from his chin and his hair - even his body hair - was dark with it. He met my gaze so openly, and continued to use my leg as a lever to bury his dick inside me so hard that I looked away, actually ashamed of how I was letting his older man - a complete stranger - use me for his own pleasure. He reached out and slapped my chest, hard, and said, "look at me!" I obeyed. "Yeah, that's right boy, you look at daddy." He pushed my leg until my arms were crossed above my head and I was now flat on my back, his dick had corkscrewed inside me as he'd rolled me over and he'd barely missed a thrust. He let go of my legs and shoved forward hard, making my back arch and my legs spread wide to accommodate him. He shifted his knees, thrusting into me, and his hands landed hard on my chest, gripping my flesh so tight in each hand that I cried out into the gag again. He continued, relentless. He rolled me back again, until I was dragged by him back onto all fours while he fucked me from behind, then rolled me back onto my back a second time. My own cock, trapped in the cockring, was hard, but I was whimpering and blubbering behind the gag now, lost to the relentless piston of the older man's dick. Sweat burned in my eyes. He leaned over me, his hands again squeezing and crushing my chest. "You ready for it, boy?" He growled in my face. Some of his spit landed on my cheek. I nodded, desperate for relief. It was meant to be that I was supposed to agree, because I wanted him to get off so badly - and I wanted to jerk my own cock and then curl up in a ball and not move for days, so sore was I inside and out. His left hand snaked up and snapped the gag free from my mouth. "You want daddy to breed your worthless sorry fuckhole, boy?" He yelled. "Yes!" I begged. "Yes, please! Fuck me! Breed me!" He snarled, unsnapped the cockring form around his own cock, and as he shoved into me, his hands once again grabbed my chest again so tight I cried out. His cock erupted inside me - one, two, three and then four hot surges of slick heat filled me, soothing the rough fire from where his dick had ravaged me for what felt like at least an hour of the roughest sex I'd ever had. He ground in to me, and then collapsed on top of me, breathing hard and slick with sweat. I cringed beneath him - again his dick had found a new angle to inflict on my ass. Slowly, he recovered, and when he finally slid out of my hole I whimpered again. He nodded at me. "Best fuck of your life, boy. You got no idea, do you?" I remembered just in time to say "no." He laughed, and rolled off me, then reached over my head to undo my wrists. "I'm gonna have a shower, and then I'll give you a ride home," he said. He was done with me, that was for sure. He left through the door that I assumed went to the bathroom, and I lay there, stunned. I undid the cockring, and with four quick jerks, I came all over my stomach. Then I could barely move. "Get fucking dressed," I heard the man yell. "I gotta get up early and I ain't gonna wait for you." I heard the shower start and then tried to sit up. His cum was leaking from my ass - so much of it that I couldn't help but leak on his blanket, and I grabbed one of my socks, wiping my stomach and my ass - I'd go barefoot, and started to struggle back into my clothes, my skin raw from his manhandling, and my ass on fire from the beating and fucking. It took a while, and I was struggling to rush. When I pulled up my pants, my cell was in my pocket, and I fished it out. The shower had just stopped, but there was no sign of the hairy man yet. I opened the app, and sent a message to my friend who'd dared me to start this evening, and whose game had left me in this position - I was sore, inside and out, and had cum leaking into my jeans from a stranger who's name I didn't even know. "You have no idea what just happened to me." I typed, and hit send. The cell on the bedside table buzzed. I glanced at it, without thinking, and saw my on-screen alias appear. My message appeared, with a notification from the app that a message had been sent. I froze. The older man's cell went dark. "I got fucked better than ever." I typed, my hands shaking. I hit send. The message appeared on his screen, from me. "Oh my god," I said. His laugh surprised me, and I turned, yelping. He was wrapped in a towel, and looking at me with amusement. "Well," he said, "guess that means I don't have to play the steps where I dare you to meet me again." "I don't... I don't understand..." He laughed. "Yes you do." He shrugged. "I like fucking cheap little fucks like you, and cheap little fucks like you need encouragement." My mouth opened, closed. He smiled. "You want to read my real profile?" He asked, and then grinned again - it wasn't friendly. "And don't forget, I know what your next answer is supposed to be." Right, we were back at agreement. I couldn't speak, but I nodded. He led me to his computer, and loaded up his real profile. It was a headless pick, though it showed his hairy body and thick cock, and he was holding a pair of handcuffs. It said: "Want a rough dick so far up inside you you won't walk right for days? Got a boy's ass and an urge to please? Hit me up. I'll tie you up and hit you inside, hard. Bareback only, so if you don't want to get the bug, move right long, baby." I was shaking so hard I could barely remain upright. More of his cum - his poz cum! - was leaking out of my ass. He put his hand on my shoulder, and squeezed enough to make me cry out. "Same time next week, boy?" There was only one answer. (End)

2. Jason For a few minutes, I lay there in the dim light. There were voices in the other room and then the front door opened and closed as Sean headed out. A few minutes later, the doorbell rang. The second guy had arrived. A moment later, there was a knock on the door. "Ready?" Nathan asked me, from behind the closed door. "Yeah, I am," I answered. The door opened, and another guy walked in. Nathan stood behind the door, never even seeing me. "You!" he said, recognizing me. I smiled. It was a guy I knew, Jake. We had done a few scenes together for Thomas. The most recent one was a group with four other tops, him, and myself. I remembered when I was the last to fuck him, how wet his hole was with the accumulated sperm of the four other tops. "Yeah, it's me." "I thought it might be you," he continued, "but I thought you were just a top?" "I'm exploring," I replied. He had taken off his shoes and pulled off his tank top. I had pegged him at around 21 or so, with blond hair, a bit of a goatee, and a spray of light hair on his chest. When I had last fucked him, I remembered that he hadn't been able to get hard, but today, there was a definite bulge in his shorts. "And so far, it's been a hell of a lot of fun," I added. "Well, as long as you're at least staying versatile, I'm happy. Fucking love that cock of yours. Hate to see you turn all bottom." "Thanks, but today, it's going to be all about your cock," I replied. He took off his shorts, letting his cock spring free. His blond pubic hair set off his cock nicely. It was already getting hard. It was about seven, maybe eight inches. Although not as wide as Sean's, it was still going to feel great inside my hole. "And your sperm," I added, "Your poz sperm." "I know," he said. He got on the bed, and quickly was in between my legs and on top of me. His cock was already pressing up against my ass, hard and dripping. He leaned in and gave me a kiss. "How many loads up there already?" he asked. "Just one," I said, "So far." "Ready for more?" "Fuck yeah." "You been partying?" he asked. I must have had a particularly hungry look on my face. "Yeah, a bit," I answered. "That cool?" "Oh yeah. If I'm gonna top you, I can't, but I do it all the time. It definitely helps a bottom out." I had to agree on that. My butt was itching, and the only thing that would scratch it right now was a cock. Jake's cock. "You got that right. And it's making me hungry for cock. And your cock is right here." "You need some lube?" he asked. He was already pushing up against my hole, his cock just as eager to penetrate me as I was for it to punch into my guts. "Yeah, can't hurt." He grabbed the lube from the bed table and poured some on his cock. I grabbed the poppers and did a quick hit. "Give it to me, man. Give me that poz tool." "This is going to be damn fun," Jake said, lining-up his cock with my hole. "A chance to top the famous Derek James. Or should I say Jason Spencer." With a pop, his cock slid into my hole. I hardly gave him a chance to get used to being inside me before I slid down on it. I took him all the way in a single smooth stroke. "You are hungry," he said, surprised at my need, at my speed. "The Tina is definitely helping." "Fuck," I said, "I need it so badly now." I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him close. He responded by sticking his tongue in my mouth. We kissed as he started to pump my hole. "I can feel the load up there already," he said, adding "and damn, it was a big one." "Yeah. It took him a while to pump all that into me." "Must have been nice," Jake suggested. "How long has it been for you?" "Since I've fucked a guy?" he asked. "A few weeks." "Cool. But I meant, how long that you've been poz." "Oh, that," he kissed me quickly, "I forget you're still just starting out. I've been poz for about two years now." "How did it happen?" "You want the full story?" he asked, "or the short version?" "Full story, of course." I was enjoying the fuck, and hearing about his background seemed to make it even more intimate. "I want to know you. And all the dirty details." "Yeah, it's nice. Being inside you raw. Getting to talk to you. And not having Thomas tell us what to do." He pushed his cock into me, squishing Sean's load around a bit. "Well, I ran away from home when I was 16," he said. "Oh, I didn't know." "Yeah. I ended up living on the street for a bit. I was hustling a lot, just to get money to eat." "How old are you now?" I asked. I had always pegged him as mid-twenties, but I realized he could be younger. "Twenty," he answered. "Not even legal to drink yet," he said, laughing. "When you were on the street, were you safe? I mean, condoms?" "Mostly, yeah," he said. I must have looked surprised, because he continued, "It's been more recently that I've become the cum guzzler that I am now." He nibbled a bit on my ear. "Been a while since I've really fucked a guy. I forgot how good it can be." I nodded in agreement while he continued his fuck and his story. "Some guys would try to pay me extra if I'd go bareback. I didn't always take it; it really depended on the guy." "When did you start partying?" "My older brother was partying by the time I was fourteen. And he'd let me join him. I actually cut down a lot when I ran away. Money and all. But after a year or so, I started again, finding guys who'd PnP with me. And yeah, of course that was when I started to bareback a bit more." "I figured." "Partying and raw sex. Two great tastes that taste great together," he said, laughing. "And it didn't hurt that johns usually have favors to share." I was enjoying hearing about Jake's life, even as hard as it seemed. The street hustler who discovered partying and bareback sex was a turn-on, and my cock was starting to stir in my jockstrap. "How do you feel about it all now? Looking back?" "Really, no regrets. About anything. From running away, to starting to bareback, to getting into movies, to finding out I was poz. Honest. It's weird, but were all decision that, amazingly, turned out well." Apparently then he noticed my cock, and he chuckled "And you seem to be enjoying my story as well." "I am," I said. "It's a welcome change, you inside of me instead of me always on top, and for that matter, I like hearing about your life." Thanks, he replied, adding "You're making me want to ride your cock, though. It was fucking hot the other week, having you pound me after all those other guys had bred me." "Yeah, it was." I remembered how wet his hole was, and I wondered if my ass would be dripping with cum at the end of the day, as had his. "You give me your load and I'll see about fucking you a bit," I said. "Deal," Jake answered. He took my legs and had me rotate around the axis of his cock. I ended on my side. He leaned in while making sure his cock was still sliding in and out of my hole and nibbled on my ear. "So, how did you get infected?" "Thomas, actually," Jake said. "Well, he didn't do it, but he was the cause." "Really?" I asked. I had no idea if Thomas was poz, although I had always assumed he was. "How did that happen?" "Well, he had seen a few pictures of me online, and thought I was hot. I did a solo scene for him, for which he paid me five hundred bucks," pausing, thinking back to the occasion, and then adding "Back then, that was a lot of money for me." "It is for me too," I said. I usually got about a thousand per scene from Thomas, sometimes a little more, sometimes a little less. There seemed to be no rhyme or reason to the payments. I had to say, the money did come in handy: school, books, gym, even, sometimes, food. "And next? I mean, a solo scene can't get you to where you are now." He laughed, "Yeah, you're right about that. Thomas liked me, and I did a few more scenes for him, all of them safe." I knew that Thomas would occasionally do safer sex scenes. I had just never seen them actually happen. "Then he made me an offer." "What was it?" "I'd get fucked by five guys on camera. All raw. All poz. He said he'd give me five thousand for it." I must have gasped or something because he suddenly slowed down his regular stroking motion. "You okay?" he asked. "Yeah. I'm just surprised about that kind of offer." I realized that Thomas had been playing me a bit. He wasn't just "thinking" about his project. He had already done it at least once. I'd just be a repeat. "Yeah, I was too." "And you did it?" I guessed he had, since he was here, fucking me and trying to poz me up. "It took me a month to decide, but yeah, I did it. And it was seven guys, not five, over three days. Going into it, I was terrified. And more excited than I had ever been before." "But, in the end, how was it?" "Fucking amazing. One of the best sexual experiences in my life," he said. He had a far-away look on his face, and a smile. I could feel his cock stiffen inside of me as he was thinking about it. "There's something deeply intimate about swapping sperm. And the most intimate is getting to give poz sperm to a negative man. Or, as a neg guy, taking poz sperm." "I know," I said, adding "I can't seem to get enough of it." Jake gave me a kiss, making sure to get a lot of his spit in me. The thought of getting not just his spit, but also his pre-cum and soon his cum was keeping me hard, despite the Tina flowing in my veins. "Yeah. It's addictive," Jake said. "You know, when we last fucked?" "Yeah? God, that was fun," he said. "Yeah. You know how you were begging me to breed you? It was hot, and I got off on it. But I didn't understand it at all." "And now?" "Now, I understand the need. I feel the need. I want your poz sperm, Jake. I want you to breed me. I need you to breed me." "Fuck yeah man, you know it," Jake said. He was pounding my ass hard now, each stroke finding a new, unexplored area of my hole to rub down with Sean's sperm and his pre-cum. "I'll give you what you need." He reached down and grabbed my cock, now straining against the fabric. "But you're gonna have to beg for it, Jason. Beg for my virus." "Please man, give me your toxic seed. Give me your dirty jizz, Jake." I was feeling great: I had a hot poz man pounding my tender hole. Not only was he working a poz load from another guy into me, he was going to add his own deadly sperm to my growing collection of DNA. "I need it, man. I need you to infect me." "Oh fuck, don't stop. I'm getting close," Jake said. "Don't hold back. Shoot that pozcum deep. Make it take." Our bodies were slamming together in perfect rhythm, my hole opening up and his cock getting deeper with each stroke. "Fucking poz me up," I begged. "Make me sick." "Take it, Jason! Fucking take it!" Jake was pounding my hole hard, and he was clearly right on the edge of shooting his load. "Give it to me, Jake. Breed my hole with your dirty spunk." "Oh, fuck man. I'm cumming!" Jake pushed his cock deep into me and paused. His cock stiffened and pulsed, and there was a sudden warmth in my hole. Staring at him, I could see his eyes roll back and his mouth hang open in the sheer pleasure of cumming. "Shoot it in me. Give me every fucking toxic drop," I moaned. Jake started to pound my hole again. I could feel his cum lubricating his forceful strokes and his cock kept on twitching. Each twitch was another spurt of thick spooge into me. Each twitch was another chance to get infected. He started to kiss me, but held me tight and close. His firm grip was as if he was afraid I would try to evade his fucking. He kept me from squirming away from the certain destiny encoded in the virus he was injecting into me. In an automatic response, I grabbed on to his ass and pulled him deeper into me. I had to re-assure him that I would take every drop of his dirty load. Not until I felt his cock soften a bit, the last drop of poz sperm leaking into me did I dare to let go of him. "Thank-you," I said. There wasn't much else for us to say, as we caught our breath. "My pleasure," Jake said. We made out some more, still linked together by his raw cock buried in my body. Finally, he softened enough that it fell out. "Keep my spooge in you," he said. "Give it a warm place to grow." I just nodded my head. I reached down, and felt my hole. It was hot and wet, a tiny bit of the accumulated sperm now dripping out. I pushed it back in with my fingers. I didn't want to waste any of it. Jake also reached down, and grabbed my cock. Through the jockstrap, I was still hard as a rock. "Fuck man. I need this again," Jake said. "So fucking hard." I glanced quickly at the clock. We still had twenty-five minutes together. "I can't cum right now," I said. "But I'd love to fuck you a bit." "As long as your raw cock is inside me, I'll be happy," Jake replied. He pushed down my jock strap, letting my cock spring free. There was already a drop of pre-cum at the tip. Jake leaned over and licked it off, then proceeded to tug my jock strap the rest of the way off. Now that I was completely naked, his attention returned my dick. He took the head into his warm mouth. The load I had shot that morning seemed like a very long time ago. I had been so entranced over the past week by Nathan, by the two men he had found, by getting fucked deep and by getting bred I had forgotten the simple pleasure of a good blow job. Jake was good at it, taking the entire length of my shaft into his mouth and down his throat. "Damn, that feels good," I said, as Jake's tongue flicked over my cock head and collected a few more drops of my pre-cum. He went back down on my dick, going all the way down, his chin hitting my balls. He licked and teased me for a bit, keeping my cock hard and dripping the entire time. "When did you last cum?" he asked, taking a break from sucking me off. I had to think for a second. "This morning, actually," I said, again surprised at how long ago that felt. "I did a scene for Thomas." "Who was the lucky bottom?" Jake asked. He had found the bottle of lube, and poured some on my cock. "A new guy, at least for me," I remembered, "Cal was his name." "Oh, I know Cal. But I wish it had been me." "Well, I can't cum again today. Nathan's got two more guys planned for me, and if I shoot, I'm not sure I'm going to be able to get fucked. But I'll breed you again soon enough." "Promise?" Jake asked. He put a bit of the lube on his hole, and straddled me. My cock was pressing right against him. With the slightest move from either one of us, it would penetrate and slide into his ass. "Promise," I said. Then, I made the first move: I arched my back slightly. There was an audible pop as my dick slid into his tight hole. Jake followed my lead and relaxed enough to let the rest of my cock penetrate his hole. He clearly had far more experience getting fucked than I did, and he was soon riding the full length of my cock. Jake was bouncing up and down on my cock, fucking himself on my stiff shaft. His hole felt a lot smoother than I had expected given the tiny squeeze of lube he had used. "You already have been fucked today?" I asked, realizing the obvious explanation for the situation. "Yeah," he said sheepishly. "A client found me on Rentboy. He fucked me this morning." "Raw?" "Yeah. I had the itch. Badly. I gave him a fifty dollar discount each time he bred me." "Hot?" I asked. I had done porn for long enough to know that the real money was in escorting. But I hadn't yet taken the plunge; escorting still seemed like a step too far for me. "He was older, out of shape. But still had a big cock, and he worked my hole good." I was fucking Jake using this stranger's cum as lube. I wondered if the stranger was poz, or if he had even bothered to ask Jake about his status. Or was he so focused on his own cock, his own pleasure that he didn't care? As long as he was able to fuck a hot young man raw, shoot his load and mark the boy, was that all that he wanted? Jake seemed to read my mind. "I went over to his hotel," he said, explaining what had happened. "I stripped down totally naked, and showed off my ass while he got hard. Then he bent me over, put a bit of lotion on my hole and his cock, and rammed it in. He didn't last long before he shot." "And?" I was interested in the mechanics of it all. "Decent sized load, all of it landed inside of me. When he was done, he pulled out, pointed to some cash on the bed table, and told me to get dressed as he started the shower. Not sure if we spoke ten words the entire time." "Seems a bit impersonal," I said. "Yeah, it can be. Not like this," he commented as he started to kiss me again. I knew exactly what he meant. Sean, Jake and especially Nathan had been a very close and intimate experience. I had learned a lot about these men. I had learned it only by letting them fuck me, by letting them enter me raw, and most importantly, by taking their seed into my body. We had talked, but the act of exchanging fluids had cemented the connection and made it real. Now, I was inside of Jake, doing the same thing that these men had done to me. It wasn't the first time for me to be inside him, but it was definitely the most intimate time. I wished that Nathan had let me fuck him already. I hated thinking that I had to wait until the virus finally took root in my body before being inside of him. I craved the closeness that necessarily would have to come from me breeding his hole, and I wanted to share that closeness with him now, even this very evening. I wanted him to know how happy I was, how thankful I was that he had found these fine specimens of masculinity to seed my hole and how grateful I was that he was fucking me raw so often. Jake finally broke off the kiss. "You're sure you won't come inside me?" he asked. "I am so hungry." "I've got at least three more guys who want to breed me: two unknown guys, and then I'm sure Nathan will want to fuck me a few times after the afternoon is all over." If I shot another load now, I wasn't going to be up for being fucked for too long. I didn't want to interrupt the flow of the afternoon. "I totally understand," Jake said, "But that just means you'll owe me a load or three, with interest - once you get the bug." "Don't worry," I said, "You'll be one of the first men I tag." "Promise?" Jake asked. "Promise," I replied. "Good." We both looked at the clock, and realized we had only a few more minutes together before the next man was supposed to arrive. "I better get dressed. You've got another lucky guy coming to seed your hole." He slowly, reluctantly pulled off my cock. "Fucking bastard," he said, as he rolled onto the bed beside me. I wondered about the next man Nathan had picked out for me, smiling as I ran through numerous fantasies. Jake got dressed, while I stayed on the bed. I watched him, forcing his cock into his underwear, then covering his beautiful ass with his shorts, and finally pulling his t-shirt on. It was a shame for him to cover up that body, but there would be many other times with him. He leaned over me, and gave me a final kiss. "I'm going to hold you to your promise. You owe me a load. Many loads. Poz loads. Deep in my hole." "Of course," I replied, "as soon as my gun is cocked and fully loaded, you'll get it." "Excellent," Jake said as he walked out the door, shutting the door behind himself, leaving me alone again in the dimly lit room. I fished around in the tangle of sheets and found my jockstrap. I pulled it on, forcing my swollen cock into the constraining pouch. The crystal I had done with Sean was still powering me. It was making my ass itch for more cock and more cum. It wouldn't be long before the next guy came. I heard Jake and Nathan's muffled conversation, then the front door close. "You okay in there?" Nathan asked a few seconds later, from behind the bedroom door. "Very good," I said. "Good," he said. "Gonna be a few minutes before the next guy. Just relax, and think about your day so far." As best I could, with the meth I had done and the hunger for more sex, more cum, more breeding, I closed my eyes and relaxed.

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

PART 2 [Above: My ass in December 2012, waiting for anonymous dick to deposit a fresh strain of POZ cum.] After showering, I returned to Jake and Trey's living room. They already had a third guy there -- a very handsome dude, a little younger than me, smoking the pipe while Trey sucked his fat dick. "Hey, boy," said Jake. "Meet Beau. I told him that we had a neg hole all hopped up on Tina, and he came right over. Let's just say that he's gonna play a very important role in your pozzing tonight. You wanna tell him why, Beau?" "Sure," said Beau, right after blowing out a giant cloud of white smoke. "Around this time last year, Jake and Trey pumped me full of their sweet poz strain, and I got knocked up with the bug I'd been craving. Since then, I haven't gone on any meds, and my viral load is pretty fuckin' high. I love sharing my virus with boys like you, and especially with boys not like you -- boys who think I'm a neg total top, and trust me to destroy their perfect neg fuckholes with my poison shaft." "Trey and I are on meds," Jake explained. "So we're practically shooting blanks. But Beau here, he can do some serious damage to your immune system. Tell me, then: do you want this stud to fuck you after Trey and I have wrecked your neg hole?" "Yes. I want his unmedicated poz load," I said. Beau smiled. "I think we've got a good boy on our hands." "We definitely have a good boy on our hands," Jake replied. Then he motioned me over to the couch. "Sit down here, boy. Spread your legs. We're going to do a few things to help your cunt get even hungrier." I eagerly walked over to the couch, the Tina still making my head buzz after those first few hits almost an hour before. Jake lit up the pipe, took a giant hit, and blew it in my mouth. Then he handed the pipe and the lighter to me. "Here boy -- I'll teach you. Hold the flame right under the T," he said to me. "See that smoke coming out the top? That's when you start your slow inhale. Slow. Keep it slow. No, keep inhaling. Don't stop. Good boy." They watched me take four giant hits. Then I handed the pipe to Trey and lay back on the couch, lifting my legs to expose my hungry jockhole. "Oh, that's pretty," Beau said, smiling. "I can't wait to destroy that thing." Meanwhile, Jake was dipping his finger into a small plastic bag. He applied a little lube to my hole -- again, those fingers brushing against my cunt drove me wild -- and then he shoved into me with the finger that had been in the bag. There was a sharp pain, followed by a sudden warmth as he roughly rubbed the inside of my hole. Then my cunt relaxed, opened up, and began eagerly swallowing up that finger, then two, then three, with no pain -- just total eagerness for this man to use my butt however he wanted. Jake laughed. "Thatta boy," he said. "Jesus. I can feel this pussy getting hungrier by the second." Then he stood up, his dick looking even bigger, its curve pointing to his steady stream of precum. "You want this poz dick, boy? It's so ready to invade your neg cunt." "Fuck yes," I replied. "Please. Please give me your poz cock. I want to be just like you. I want you to mark me. Infect me. Please, please, please poz me." "You want my strain? Beau here has my strain. You like my strain, Beau?" "Fuckin' A," Beau said. "I'm so proud to carry your strain, and pass it on to every boy I can seduce with T and breed full of my virus." Jake knelt down between my legs, placing the head of his dick against the entrance to my hole. "You feel that, boy? That's my poz cock," he said. "Feel it?" "Oh fuck yeah, I feel it," I replied, squirming with total hunger for this man to transform me into a poz dickpig. "This is the point of no return, buddy. Once I'm inside, you're getting pozzed. In fact, even if I don't shoot a big wad, I'll still be dripping my precum the whole time, lubing you up with my virus. You ready?" "Yes, I'm ready." "Ready for what?" "To get pozzed. To feel your poz dick in me. To beg for your poz cum." He smiled. "You're such a good fuckin' boy." Then his fat mushroom head squeezed into my throbbing, partied-up fuckhole, and I moaned from the sense of total freedom as I surrendered my defenseless cunt to this sexy, hairy, muscular man with the studcock primed to alter me forever. "Moaning like a bitch already," he said. "We'll have you whimpering before long. Just whimpering like a cum-starved poz pig boy with a hole dripping cum and maybe a little bit of blood. Because this cunt is getting wrecked, I promise you." That's when he shoved the rest of his fat dick inside me. My hole swallowed it eagerly, and even in my pain I smiled. I had surrendered. I had taken the step. I couldn't turn back. I belonged to him. "Feels like home, boy. You were made for this. This is what your hole was meant to do." "Yes," I moaned. "This is all I ever wanted. Thank you." "Don't thank me yet. Thank me when you've got a gut full of my poz DNA." He pushed my knees back to my shoulders, squatted so that his cock was positioned directly above my wide-open hole, and began pounding. Just pounding it. Owning it. My eyes rolled back in my head, and I could almost hear the delicate tissues in my fuckhole getting shredded with this man's cock. He didn't last long. As I watched his muscular chest flex with every thrust, and his abs tighten each time his shaft drove all the way inside me, I could hear his breath grow shorter, his body beginning to shake with an intense need to release. "Tell me what you want, boy," he said. "Tell me now." "I want your poz cum, you fucking stud. Poz me." "What was that?" "I said PLEASE FUCKING POZ ME. PLEASE. PLEASE." "Fuck you, faggot. You didn't. Ever. Have. A. CHOICE." At that, his whole body went into a powerful convulsion as he plunged his cock even deeper. The muscles in his stomach spasmed repeatedly, and he grunted and growled with each pulsation of his stud-dick as he emptied a ballsac full of poz sperm inside my neg guts. Beau laughed. "Congratulations, boy," he said to me. "You are now officially a pig. Hungry for more?" "Yes, please. Please more poz seed. Please." "That's good," Beau replied. "Because that wasn't really a choice, either. But first, you're going to do what a true bottom does, and clean off the cock that just pounded your guts full of sweet poz cum." At that moment, Jake pulled out, and his dick glistened with the deathseed he'd just injected into my hole. I eagerly scrambled to the ground and wrapped my mouth around it, slurping greedily to taste this man's toxic DNA and worship his perfect boy-wrecking dick. "Jesus, he's a good boy," said Jake. As I knelt on the ground, carefully cleaning off my man's dick, I felt something slightly prickly press against the inside of my warm, wet cumhole. "Just hold still," said Trey. "I'm just rubbing the inside of your cunt with a toothbrush. Brushing some of that poz jizz up inside you, giving you little abrasions so that you can welcome more poz spunk into your bloodstream." Hearing that, I arched my back to spread my hole a little wider, allowing the toothbrush to plunge deeper inside my cum-soaked cunt. Seeing that, Jake whistled. "Jesus," he said. "I'd say we've created a pig. And trust me when I say this: this night is going to get much, much wilder. Just wait to see what fuckin' nasty surprises we have waiting for you." I glanced over at Beau, who was busy at work under the desklamp. I couldn't tell what he was doing, but it looked like he was carefully measuring T into little vials. Jake grabbed my head, turned it back in his direction, and impaled my mouth on his beautiful giftgiving cock. "Don't worry about what's next," he said to me. "Just worship my poz cock like a grateful faggot who knows his place." "Thank you," I murmured, as I plunged my hungry mouth down on his poz dick over and over again, with blood and cum oozing out of my partied-up hole. MORE SOON...

i was started at 8......and i feel guilty because i am happy it happened.....and when i tell others they think i should be traumatized by it