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Part 6 Eric and Shaun got home just before sunrise and Eric needed some sleep but first he gave Shaun a smaller slam to make sure he was twisted and would corrupt his little brother and Viagra so he'd stay hard. They had already agreed that Bobby would live with them and that he was gonna be a total bottom slut. Eric turned on the cameras and told Shaun what to do and then set his alarm for noontime and quickly crashed as he dreamed about his boys. Shaun got everything ready then he climbed in the bed with his sleeping brother. Bobby woke up as he felt Shaun touching him. When Shaun saw his eyes open he kissed his brother and they French kissed like lovers. "Did you enjoy yourself last night, Bobby?" "I wished it never ended, I don't even remember falling asleep." "Do you want to be me and Eric's boy?" "Fuck yeah but can I live with you? I can't go home now, I need you." "If you stay you will do what you are told." "I'll do anything you and Eric want just let me stay with you guys." Shaun picked up the glass pipe and told his brother to smoke it until he said to stop. As Bobby smoked away he watched as Shaun pulled out his plug and saw the cum dripping out. Shaun told him that after he fell asleep that they went to a sex club and for hours men fucked and filled him with cum. Bobby watched as Shaun kept sucking on his fingers that he would shove up his cummy hole and Bobby wanted them. He told him he didn't know how many guys came in him and soon you'll be a cumdump too. Bobby finished the pipe and Shaun brought his cum covered finger to Bobby's mouth and when Bobby sucked them he knew his brother was ready. Shaun told Bobby to remove his butt plug and Shaun lifted the boy's legs and ate out the puffy hole. Bobby reached for his cock and Shaun stopped him and told him to concentrate on his boyhole. They kissed and Shaun fingered his brother. Bobby felt his boyhole tingle and started shaking his ass as the feeling got stronger and his brother kept fingerring him until his first cumless anal orgasm roared through his body. "That's a good boy, getting off on me finger fucking your boyhole. Bobby, feel this." And Shaun pushed another finger in and poked the boy's prostate sending him into a bigger orgasm that kept getting stronger until his soft little cock shot out its seed. Bobby hugged Shaun and thanked him and told him he loved him. Shaun told him he loved him too but said there was no need to thank him at least not yet. He explained that a bottom boy could cum over and over again although usually dry so sex doesn't end at orgasm as long as it's from your hole you can keep going. Bobby told him he never would touch his cock again and only wanted anal orgasms. Shaun told him he had to take care of his hole and then led him to the bathroom and showed him how to clean himself out and shave completely. The best part is feeding your hole he told his anxious little student then led him back to the bedroom and put on some backback breeding orgy porn. Shaun then gave his brother a much larger bump and then placed on the bed some dildos, lube and some condoms full of cum. He opened the package of lube and spread it on the smallest dildo and pushed it into his brother who started to ride it immediately like a good boy. Then he picked up the medium dildo and opened a condom spreading the cum all over the dildo then pushing it into his own hole. He told his brother that once your hole gets use to cum it wants more so he always picks up some used condoms at the bathhouses. Shaun told Bobby that if he stayed he'd have to take every cock and load of cum that either he or Eric told him. Bobby agreed and was twitching his ass indicating that the bump was hitting him hard. They watched the video as guy after guy bred a smooth twink boy. Bobby was really getting into the video and was so high he needed more than the small dildo and was eyeing the huge one and the condoms. Seeing how hungry his little brother was he got him to easily agree to the other rules Eric wanted. Bobby asked his brother to fuck him but Shaun told him that he had to wait until his party tomorrow but he could use the big dildo but first he had to suck the cum out of one of the strangers condoms and then use another to lube the dildo. Shaun nearly came as he saw Bobby grab and rip a condom open with his teeth and swallow the load that was probably toxic. Bobby then grabbed another condom and ripped it open and coated the big dildo then hanged out the small one and shoved in the big one. Shaun was amazed how far the boy had changed in less than a day. He picked up the smaller dildo Bobby had used and brought it to the boy's lips and loved hearing and seeing his brother start orgasming as it entered his mouth.

Through the glory holes at Folsom gulch. Buddy took me there to whore me. Covered the head of his dick with a couple of bumps then fucked me hard till my hole was gaping and begging for it. Once he shot his load he shoved my ass up against one of he glory holes and proded dudes to add their loads to my spun hole.

Last night was probably the best time I've had in my sexual life, and I feel honored to share it with all of you. -THIS- is what all of us barebackers should aim for at a minimum! I had been looking forward to Saturday night for a while now, as a new buddy of mine and I had been planning a trip to FLEX over in Cleveland. My friend, whom I had bred yesterday with an in-town fuck buddy of mine, decided to call off at the last minute, leaving me to go it alone. I'd always heard that it was a bad idea to go to the bathhouse alone, what with the possibility of you getting pulled into something you didn't want to do, but I was too horny to care at that point and was actually hoping for something like that. So, I started to getting everything together when I got a message from one of the hook up sites I had used to advertise my "presence" at FLEX. It was from a couple who was looking for someone to play with, seeing as how both were looking to top that evening. Needless to say, the idea of going to a bathhouse with a couple of loads in me already was too good to pass up. So, I got all my things together and headed out for Ohio. It took me about an hour and a half to get to the two tops' place, what with my terrible sense of direction and being somewhat nightblind, but I eventually got there and the tops welcomed me with open arms, so to speak. Almost immediately after that we went to the bedroom where they put on some porn while we stripped down. Both were a bit bigger than I was expecting, but I still managed to get them both down my throat. I need to do more oral to keep my deep throating skills up to par, but that's another story. Both ended up fucking me hard and rough for a while each before blowing their loads in my hole. By that time it was getting close to my posted arrival time, so I kinda said my goodbyes a bit quickly and left, but not before they gave me a soda for the road. I needed it since I'd be there for a while. I got to FLEX finally at 9:25pm, giving me five minutes to get myself ready and start having fun. I bought myself some poppers along with a locker and my membership fee, only because I forgot my fresh bottle at home in the freezer. It was a dumb move on my part, but I didn't mind. I was determined to have fun at any cost, literally or figuratively. Anyways, I got back to the lockers and stripped down, putting my towel in the locker as well. I figured that if I was gonna do this then I was going to show no fear at all. So, after getting everything squared away I was now walking around the hallways with nothing on and looking for some action. I remembered reading from a sex comic someone wrote that open doors were usually an invite for action, an audience, or sometimes both. The first open room I'd come across happened to be that first one, as the guy was laying on his back with a face mask on that covered everything but his mouth. I decided to start my night off with a little oral action and maybe some anal, if he was up for it. He was more than happy to suck my cock, and did so for quite a while before I decided to try his ass. He was alright with it at first, and shortly after I started mounting up a crowd began gathering outside, but a little bit into fucking him he had me pull out and say he only fucked with condoms. I would have tried to stealth him then and there, but with the audience there I figured that could be bad. So, I left instead and decided to check out the upstairs some, looking around for the much-talked about "sling room" I've heard others speak of. As I was going upstairs I found myself following a pretty cute-looking guy with what I later found out was a great-looking ass. We struck up a conversation as we talked, and I told him it was my first time there and had arrived only a little bit ago. He was surprised because he had seen me in the room with the guy with the mask, and invited me into his cabana for some fun. We made out for a bit, and I quickly ended up balls deep in him with the door open. I was trying to get another crowd going, but since it was still early it didn't seem like that was going to be too likely. So, instead of blowing my load in him we both decided to play around for a bit more, seeing as how most guys lose interest once they shoot. And I wasn't ready to take a break just yet, so I decided to go walk around a bit more. Eventually I found the dark room and instantly began exploring it, looking around and seeing what all it held. There were no less than four slings, two Saint Andrew's crosses, six glory hole booths, two saw horses, and one odd keg suspended by chains. I saw a guy getting fucked in the first sling and figured that, if things were that busy, I might be able to as well. I tried climbing into the next-closest sling, but no one was interested. I figured I was just not having any luck at that spot, so I decided to move to one of the saw horses in back. That did the trick, as I soon started drawing a crowd and had cocks in both ends plowing away. I was in pig Heaven as my ass was getting fucked raw and my throat was being gagged, both cocks soon leaving and quickly being replaced by others. The next cock in my ass tried to fuck me with a condom, but I quickly pulled it off and he fucked me for a little while, but soon pulled out and backed away. The next guy to fuck my ass was a lot better though, as he fucked me so hard that he not only managed to make the saw horse scoot across the ground some, but also made me gag on the cock that I was sucking on even more than usual. Eventually the top gave that tell-tale grunt and final few thrusts, leaving my ass flooded with its third load of the night. I decided to wander a bit again after that, what with no one taking another crack at my freshly bred ass, and quickly remembered that one of the guys I had spoken with online said he would have a room to himself. It took me a bit to locate his room, what with me being blind without my glasses and all, but I soon found it and he ushered me in and pulled me onto his bed. He told me to get on my stomach, and closed the door as I got into position. Shortly after he was on top of me and slowly pushing his cock into my hole, controlling my hips and making sure I felt every inch. I should point out that at this point my ass was starting to feel a bit sore, and I am realizing that I prefer pump and dump sessions more than anything, but his cock was hitting all the right places in me so I didn't really care. He kept moving me around from time to time as he fucked me, and eventually he shot load three into my ass. I forgot what time it was at that point, seeing as how the only clock I remember seeing was in the locker room. Still, that didn't stop me. I walked around for a bit and found a hot black guy who seemed a little closeted, but was definitely interested in playing around. We crossed paths more than a few times too, but always in the hallway instead of in any of the play areas. The time we finally met up to play he was in the same room as the top who just bred me. Apparently he was ready for a round two, so I offered my services to the both of them. Needless to say, they both accepted and I soon found my ass being tag-teamed by the two of them, occasionally riding one of them while the other spurred them on more. Both got a bit tired after a bit though, and I found myself wandering the halls again.As I was walking the halls I noticed that a kind of pudgy-looking guy with hippie hair and one of those stretchy winter caps on was checking me out. He was definitely not my type, but a thought crossed my mind - I could knock out one of the cum challenges with this guy. So, I started checking him out a bit and jingled my keys to let him know I was interested. He was quickly on me and playing with my ass, making some of that cum leak out and run down my legs before dragging me back to his room. He pushed me down on the bed and quickly started fucking me, using very little lube and both of us getting a nice popper rush going. It only took about 20 minutes, 2 position changes, and lots of ass slapping before the troll blew his load in my hole, slapping me on the ass and sending me on my way. After getting my fourth load of the night, I decided it would be nice to walk around a bit more. My hole was feeling sloppy again, and I wanted to enjoy the feeling before getting fucked again. That didn't last very long, however, as I soon found myself back in the dark room and wandering around. There was a bit of a crowd gathering, but nothing was going on, which I found a bit odd. So, being the curious individual I am, I decided to try and strap myself into the Saint Andrew's cross in front of a few people. It didn't work as well as I was hoping, but the act definitely caught the attention of one of the other guys there, and he came over and offered to help. I told him that it was my first time in the thing, and the bathhouse as a whole, and he suggested that we take the "party" to the sling instead. I instantly jumped at that chance, having always wanted to get fucked in a sling, and we quickly made our way over to a free one. After climbing into it the top had me huff more of my poppers, and after feeling up his cock I could understand why. He was -HUGE- and -THICK- as fuck! At least twice as thick as me, and about 10 inches long, and it was pressed right up against my now-quivering hole. A few more snorts of poppers and he was in my hole, stretching me wide and plowing me hard and fast. The chains of the sling were rattling each time he fucked me, and I was moaning so loud that I'm sure everyone in the dark room heard me. And I'm certain that they did, because a huge crowd had gathered to watch, a few of which had me jack them off and suck them while I got stuffed. I don't remember how long he fucked me for, but he made a big announcement about cumming inside of me and giving me a few final thrusts. That announcement seemed to be the equivalent of blood in the water around sharks, because after he pulled out the real fun began. Immediately after my ass got its fifth load another cock got shoved up my hole. I was having a little trouble seeing who it was, what with the crowd somewhat blocking the light from the screen playing porn in the room, but I could tell that this guy was hot. His face was somewhat illuminated, which made that smirk of his seem sexy, and I could easily feel all the muscles on his body form into a well-defined chest along with a rock-hard six-pack. I then reached down to check his cock, and found myself moaning with lust from what I felt. The cock as a whole was probably only a 6.5 out of 10, what with it only being about that long (6.5" I mean). But it was thick as fuck, especially around the head! I swear, the head of that guy's cock had to be at least as thick as the first guy's cock who fucked me in the sling. This new guy rammed into me, this time without using any lube at all except for the last guy's cum, and started fucking me hard and fast. He lasted maybe five minutes before shooting his load and letting the next guy take his turn. The next guy to fuck me was definitely one whom I would have normally considered out of my league. He was easily at least 6' tall, heavily muscled all over with a slight muscle gut (my personal favorite on a guy), either very well tanned or black (I couldn't tell because of how dark it was), and a cock that was at least as big as my first sling-cock earlier. I couldn't see his face at all though, as I was more focused on trying to relax my ass to take that monster that was about to enter me, seeing as how the last guy had started a trend of using no lube but the last guy's cum to fuck my ass with. I tried to snort some of my poppers to relax myself, but he rammed into me so hard that I almost spilled them. I decided to not use the poppers for this one and try to ride it out as best I could, my ass feeling more sore and stretched than usual but still holding up long enough for this god among men to finish wrecking my ass and give me my third load in the sling. After the Adonis finished fucking I kinda stopped paying attention to who was using my hole after that. I do remember that two more men fucked my hole after I got my third sling load, each one loading me up and lasting about five to ten minutes each. The first one a guy with a huge biker beard, huge balls, a bigger-than-mine yet smaller-than-Adonis's cock, and what felt like a harness on. The really memorable thing about him was that he treated me a bit more roughly than the rest had in that he worked the sling to help fuck me more roughly while still slamming into my ass over and over until pumping his cum inside of me. The guy after him had a slightly bigger build and about the same size cock, and fucked me using only the previous mens' cum as lube, and lasted about as long as everyone else before pumping his load into me as well. Beyond that, though, cock number five wasn't all that distinct. He was, however, the last one to fuck me and load me up for the night. The rest of the crowd was just standing there, staring at me with my legs up and hole dripping. I jingled my key and asked who wanted to go next, but since no one took me up on the offer I figured I was done for the time. Still, five loads in a sling in a row was much better than what I was expecting. I checked the time after managing to finally make my way back downstairs. I almost fell down the steps a few times, but managed to stay on my feet. I guess those tops really gave me one hell of a pounding after all, and can now say I've been fucked to the point of barely being able to walk. It was amazing, but I felt like my ass was done for the night after nine loads, and decided that it was time to fuck someone myself. I wandered around a bit, looking for any open rooms or asses up for me to fuck. I had to go back upstairs to find one, and once I did I knew I had my "prey" for the night. He didn't mind me coming into his room and making him suck my cock. On the contrary, he dared me to. He was one of those fuckers who gets off on guys controlling and abusing him. And he knew how to push all of my buttons too it seemed, because after the second time he made my cock pop out of his ass and told me to make his sit still, I got a little... angry. I wrapped my arm around his neck and choked him out a bit, threatening to take him to the sling room and fist his hard with no lube before letting anyone have at the fucker's ass before he finally calmed down and let me fuck him right. I made sure to keep slapping him around a bit, just to make sure he knew who was in charge. I even left the door open to let anyone who wanted to watch as his ass got used, drawing a bit of a crowd. After about 15 more minutes of plowing his ass hard enough to sometimes make his head bang against the wall I finally bred his worthless ass. I also fingered him a bit before telling the remaining few at the door to have at his ass, a few of them even thanking me for the show. By the time I shot my load it was a little after 4am. I was surprised that I had spent so much time there at the baths, but was glad for it nonetheless. I had spent over six hours there, and was already making plans for the next time I would go back. Next time, though, I plan on topping more than this time. Anyone know a place where I can get strong boner pills for cheap?

Good question Jizzpig..I've had the same fantasy for years & will finally make it real on 15th Jan at MAL host hotel. I'll be interested to see the responses you get, esp for Question 3 & 5. I've advertised on BBRT (MixedMuscleBear) & so far have received over 70 requests for invites from tops/vers tops.

Part II I followed him fifty feet behind. I was saying to myself how I could consider such an old ugly troll as a sex partner. But I was all to horny to think Clear and my Dick wanted to have sex With the ugly old man like crazy. Yes I wanted it bad, even if it was dificult to acept it to myself. I was all the time rock hard. I followed him five Blocks and in all this time he dident look back at me to se if i was following him. That make me insecure and a bitt small. I even wanted him more. He stoped in front of an old building, smilled at me and open the door. I followed him and come in, He clouse the door and He gave me a botle of poppers and told me to sniff it, i did as he told me and when the russ come he French me like no tomorrow. It was like he has in his mouth all the saliva in the world. My mouth got totally full With his spit ad his tongue darted inside my mouth. After some minutes he separete his mouth from mine and told me that he knew that he make me horny. He then told me that when i live his apartment his DNA will be With me forever, he was determinated to make me AIDS pregnant and he knew i wated it bad. I wanted to kiss him more but he hold my hand and tuck me to his filthy Apartment. He gave me a beer and he got all naked showing a very thing and sick body but With the largest black Dick i ever seen. We make out on the sofa for long time. He told me how incedible hot i was and how much i deserved to get pregnant by him. He asked me if i wanted to be one With him, get totally United by the sex, become one persone not two. I nodded and followed him to his bed. He lay Down on his back and told me to ride him. I asked please to wear a comdom but he told me that i really dident want that. -Fuck yourselv With my old balck Dick, put it in Your hot bubble white butt. -Ohh fuckk its feel amazing. -Yes, u like the feeling of my old Dick bare, dont u? -Ohh fuck yessss is amazing -Put it all in, fuck yourself, fuck yourself til you get pregnat by me. -Oh fuckkk fuckkk is amazing. -We are one, we are totally United, look at my eyes wille u fuck yourself, yes thats it baby. -Oh fcukk ohh fuck i gonna cum, -Yes my AIDS babies are ll in Your hot body. Its not way back baby. U got m all inside U. I will live in U for ever. At that moment i feel it, he was cuming inside me. i press my ass to his Dick and Our eyes loked at that very moment. I come like crazy With out touching myself, We stay United a wille kissing and making out til we was ready for round two. My feelings were so mixed up. But it feel so right to have him inside me, even if he was so discoting the sex was the best i ever had. To be continued

Gloryhole Cum Pig: Part 1 Looking back at everything, I now believe a person is either born with a natural turn on to being a cum pig or they simply are not. The desire for taboo sex just comes naturally or it doesn’t. I don’t believe it’s something taught or something that develops. The desire is either there or it isn’t, and the switch just needs to be turned on if it is there. Some people only fantasize about being a pig, but not me, I quickly realized I wanted to actually be that pig. I knew I was gay by my early teens. I was that quiet, somewhat shy guy that everyone thought was so innocent. The 'nice' guy. But inside I was anything but innocent. I would always jack off thinking about having sex with men. But these weren’t just thoughts about sucking cock and getting fucked by men. I certainly had those thoughts too, but these were fantasies about really kinky or taboo sex with men. My fantasies ranged from guys pissing on me, down my throat, and in my ass, to all out cum slut fucking taking load after load of cum in my ass. I would fantasize about the sleaziest sex, or guys fucking me and as they would shoot their load in me they would lean over and whisper in my ear, “It’s a poz load too.” That would make me shoot my load in a heartbeat. I even had fantasies about getting fucked by my Dad or Uncle. I was a pig in the making and once that switch was turned on nothing was going to turn it off. Nor did I want it turned off. I think it all changed from fantasy to reality when one day, at about the age of 15, I was jacking off in the bathroom. I was stroking my cock sitting on the toilet and had to piss. I always could piss with a hard on, so the fun was about to start. I stopped stroking my cock and just let it dance as I made it pulse. My cock was rock hard standing straight up. The urge to piss was building, and I slowly worked some piss down my cock letting just a small bubble of piss slip out of my piss hole. The bubble stayed on the head of my cock and I let just a little more out. The piss slowly ran down over the head of my cock and down my shaft. I could feel it run across my balls and the sensation was amazing. I ran the tip of my finger across the head of my cock and tasted my piss for the first time. I remember the strong, but salty taste, and I loved it. Then I cupped my hand around the head of my cock and filled it with piss before letting it slide down my cock as I stroked my shaft with piss. The odor of piss was in the air and my cock gave it’s approval by pulsing with excitement. The feel, smell and taste of piss was so erotic and amazing. My senses were fully engaged. I stroked my piss soaked cock stopping only to let more piss run down my shaft, rub it on my abdomen, and lick piss from my fingers. The smell filled the air and the taste lingered on my tongue. It didn’t take long. My balls began to stir and a rush of pleasure shot through my body. My piss soaked cock got even harder and started to pulse shooting spurt after spurt of thick, white cum on my abdomen and chest. The last of my cum ran out of the head of my cock onto my hand. My fingers naturally went to my mouth, licking up every drop of cum and piss. I then slid my hands into the puddles of cum on my abdomen and chest and licked cum from my fingers between smearing it on my belly. I was hooked. I started pissing into glasses and drinking my piss, soaking myself in the shower, pissing in my jeans, feeling the wetness against my body. Even the smell of piss as I walked into a men’s bathroom would bone my cock. This was just the beginning. For the next few years all my kinky play was solo play, but it always had a piggy side to it. My taboo fantasies were building. I would go online onto gay sites and talk with guys in bareback chat rooms about taking load after load of cum or into 'wet' rooms and talk about piss play, all the while sitting there naked or wearing only a t-shirt as I stroked my hard cock. On one particular day I was boned up for more pig chat and searched the member-created chat rooms, one of which immediately caught my eye. It was entitled, “AAA pigs for poz loads.” My body rushed with excitement and my cock danced already rock hard, standing straight up. I began chatting with guys about being a cum pig, but not just any cum, poz cum. It was the ultimate in BB pig sex. Total all-out uninhibited, cum slut action, and my fantasies and chat went wild. I was so excited I was practically shaking while trying to chat with guys about all this erotic, slutty pigging. The pig chat about taking poz cum, or piss, and playing with toys, and multiple guys was very erotic. I shot load after load of cum during these steamy chat encounters. Up to this point these taboo fantasies and solo piss play were all safe. They were just that…..fantasies. I still had not experienced actual sex with another guy, but this was about to all change. I was 18, and as usual, horny for more chat. My cock was boned up. I was stripped naked, sitting at my computer desk with my legs spread open stroking my cock. Today’s fantasy was about gifting and chasing. I logged onto the gay chat site and popped into my favorite chat room, “AAA pigs for poz loads,” cruised the profiles, looking at pictures of sexy men while reading conversations about BB pig sex, as I stroked my hard rod. Then a guy with the screen name “pig4play” said hello. I quickly replied with a, “hello, what’s up?” and shot to his profile to check him out. His profile pics showed a lean, handsome man in faded jeans with no shirt on. He had a shaved head, full, reddish- brown beard and mustache, with a moderate hairy chest and treasure trail. They were quite the turn on, and the chat I love started: Pig4play: He replied, “Horny…R U poz or neg?” Me: “Neg, what about you?” as I continued to stroke my hard cock. Then the word I was hoping to see popped into my chat window. Pig4play: “Poz!!” Me: I just replied with one word as my cock gave a dancing pulse of approval, “Woof!!” Pig4play: “I take it that turns U on?” Me: “Fuck, yes!!” Pig4play: “Have U taken poz seed?” Me: “No.” Pig4play: “Want to?” Me: “Love to.” Pig4play: “Want me to poz U?” Me: “Yes….love to take your poz cum.” Me: “How long have you been poz?” Pig4play: “3 years!, and no meds!!” Me: “Fuckin hot!!” Pig4play: “And I chased to poz.” Me: “Know who pozzed you?” Pig4play: “Yes, a hot gifter. Love to share his seed with U.” Me: “Fuckin hot!!” Pig4play: “I see U aren’t far from me. Want my seed tonight?” I was shocked, but my cock was rock hard. Up until now this was all hot fantasy chat. My mind raced. I wanted to meet this man so badly. My body was craving for this to be more than just another hot jack off session about uninhibited piggin. Do I say yes? Pig4play: “Scare U away?” Me: “No” Pig4play: “Want to meet tonight?” As scared as I was, I could feel the lust in my body to meet this guy. I was so horny for poz cum. I quickly and nervously typed a reply: Me: “Yes” Pig4play: “Can U meet me at Paradise bookstore on Main St in an hour?” Me: “Yes” Pig4play: “What will U be wearing?” Me: “Faded blue jeans and a yellow t-shirt. “ (My favorite color….the color of piss). Pig4play: “I’ll be wearing a black shirt that says pig on it.” Pig4play: “Come to the back arcade. See U there.” My brain raced with thoughts. Paradise bookstore? Back arcade? I had never been in an adult bookstore. And what was the back arcade? Should I show up? I was so turned on. I just thought two words….. “Fuck it!!” I logged off the site, stroked my hard cock a few times and quickly got dressed. While driving to the bookstore I was scared and excited. I was shaking with desire. Was I going to go through with this? Was I actually going to experience my first real pig play session? Should I turn around and go home? My mind said, 'Don’t do it', but my cock said 'YES!'. I kept driving toward the bookstore. I parked and sat in my car for a little while, watching a few guys come and go from the bookstore. Some were sexy and some were not so sexy. I was nervous and excited. I kept telling myself, 'Just go in'. My hand sat on the handle to open the car door, and then I saw headlights flash across my windshield as a black pickup truck pulled into the lot and parked under the light near the back door of the bookstore. The truck door opened and a thin, tall man emerged. As he turned to walk toward the bookstore, he stepped into the light. He had on tight blue jeans, and a black t-shirt. I saw the word across his t-shirt…..”pig.” Oh my God, he showed up, and he looked sexy as hell!!!! Even hotter than his online pics. I waited another minute or two, keeping my hand on the handle of the car door. My body was filled with excitement yet shaking with fear. I slowly opened the car door, got out and started to walk across the parking lot to the bookstore, opened the door and stepped inside. I was standing in a small, dark room with a few vending machines. As I stood still letting my eyes adjust to the darkness, I took a deep breath. My nostrils flared with an erotic smell that triggered a response from my cock. It was the smell of cum and sweat….the smell of sex was in the air. To my left was an archway to the lit up bookstore. I could see magazines on the racks with half naked bodies and movies and sex toys in the distance. To the right was another archway into an even darker room. I saw the sign on the wall that read, 'Video Arcade'. I stepped toward the arcade, and just inside the archway I saw a glass case with movies on the wall. They were numbered from 1 to 20, and I stepped over to look at them. The first 15 were straight movies and the last 5 were gay. One caught my eye, number 18 titled, “Gloryhole Cum Pigs.” I turned and looked into the arcade. It appeared to be “U” shaped with booths lining the inner part of the hallway. There were a few guys leaning up against the wall outside the booths, and moans from porn videos could be heard coming from the booths. I slowly walked down the hallway passed a few guys, checking them out as I walked by. I rounded the corner and there was a thin guy leaning against the wall with a thick beard. He glanced at me and I saw the “pig” across his chest. It was MY guy. My poz pig. As I walked past him our eyes stayed on each other. He gave me a little grin, and winked an eye at me. I stopped just beyond him and leaned against the wall. He glanced over at me one more time and then stepped toward a booth. As he opened the door he nodded his head toward me to go into the booth next to him, then stepped inside and closed the door. I stepped into the booth next to him, locked the door, and sat down on the chair. I dropped some coins into the booth and found the porn that caught my eye. Number 18…..”Gloryhole Cum Pigs.” I heard some money drop into the booth next to mine and saw a glimmer of light illuminate a gloryhole in the wall. I was already hard, and my cock was pulsing tightly pressed against my jeans. I reached down and rubbed against my cock. An excitement shot through my body, and I saw movement through the gloryhole. He slid a finger through the gloryhole and rubbed it slowly on the edges of the hole. I stood up, unzipped my pants and slid them down. I stroked my cock through my underwear, then pulled the elastic over my cock head, and let my cock spring to attention in the air. I could see my poz pig watching me through the gloryhole as he again slid his finger in and out of the hole. I slowly slid my cock through the hole and he ran his fingers down the full length of my hard cock before grasping it firmly. He then ran his tongue across the head of my cock and slowly slid my cock all the way into his mouth. He sucked on my rod several times, then pulled my cock out of his mouth and waited for me to pull out of the gloryhole. He whispered through the hole: Pig4play: ”Glad you showed up.” Me: I squatted down at the gloryhole, and stroked my cock while chatting with him. “Me too, You’re a hot guy.” Pig4play: I could feel his breath on my face as he said, “Still want my poz seed?” Me: “Yes!!” Pig4play: “Fuck yes”…..and he slowly whispered to me, drawing out each word, “I’m going to poz you!!!” I nearly shot my load as my cock pulsed rock hard in my hand. Then he stood up. The light from the porn playing on the screen lit up his crotch and I could see a huge bulge in his jeans. He slid his hand across his cock and unzipped his pants. He wasn’t wearing underwear and the head of his cock immediately shot out from his jeans. He had a gorgeous uncut cock, about eight inches long, and very veiny. His cock stood straight out and pulsed and danced rock hard. A small drop of precum glistened on the tip of his foreskin and started to run over the edge. What a fucking hot man!!!! The light bounced off his cock as he pointed it toward the gloryhole. As he turned toward the gloryhole I saw a hot biohazard tattoo just below his hip along his pubic hair. My cock danced with excitement as he slid poz cock through the gloryhole. His cock grew and jumped as it pulsed a few times and the precum started to dangle from the edge of his foreskin. I met his precum with my tongue and tasted his sweet man juice. I then stroked his cock and slid back his foreskin to reveal a huge, glistening wet, mushroom head. I licked the head of his cock, tasting more of his sweet poz precum. Then I devoured his cock all the way into my mouth until my face was pressed up against the gloryhole. I slowly started to suck his cock all the way in and out of my mouth. He moaned on the other side of the gloryhole and pushed his cock as far into my mouth as possible. My cock was rock hard and my ass was twitching as I gagged from his cock probing the back of my throat. I wanted this man so badly…..every inch of his cock, and every drop of his seed. He pulled his cock from my mouth and squatted at the gloryhole again. Pig4play: “Want my seed in your ass now?” Me: “Fuck yes!!!” Pig4play: Then he Whispered, “I won’t pull out.” Me: “Fuck….yes. Give me your poz cum. Just take it slow.” Pig4play: “You got it….you’re getting pozzed tonight. Let me see that hot ass.” I stood up and turned to show him my ass, then slowly pressed my hole up to the gloryhole. He slid his tongue across my hole and my ass twitched and puckered. I spread my cheeks and he buried his tongue as deep as he could into my hole. He rimmed my ass, lubing it up with his spit, then slid a wet finger into my ass. My ass tightened around his finger, and he slowly slid it in and out, caressing the edges of my hole each time he pulled his finger out. His finger ran over my hole several times, then I felt the head of his slick wet cock against my ass. He either had a ton of spit on his cock or lubed it up and he started to put pressure against my ass. I felt the head of his cock pushing harder against my ass as my hole opened and let the head of his mushroom cock slip in. Pain shot through my body as he started to open me up. He pulled out again and ran his fingers across my hole again and slid two inside me. Then I felt his cock against my ass again, and I kept myself pressed firmly against the gloryhole. With a quick thrust, he shoved his cock head into my hole. The pain was excruciating, but he stayed still for a moment. Then I felt him pushing more of his shaft into my ass. He slowly slid his cock farther into me, and the pain intensified. I wanted this so badly, and thoughts of his poz precum leaking in me shot through my brain. I craved for his cock to be all the way in me, filling me with his seed. I had my hands pressed against the opposite wall, holding my ass tightly around his cock and with one forceful thrust he shoved his cock all the way into my ass. I gasped with a shot of intense pain that slowly turned to pleasure coursing through my body. I had my first cock in me, a poz cock and it felt awesome. He started to slide in and out of my ass. With every thrust of his cock into me, I could feel my ass tighten around his shaft. He worked my ass, slowly, pulling out all the way, then sliding balls deep into me. My cock was rock hard, and the more he worked my ass, the more I felt like I was going to shoot my load. Then he started working my ass harder and faster. I could hear him moaning with pleasure, and felt his cock swell as he thrust in me one more time. His cock was buried deep in my ass, and I could feel every pulse of his rod as he filled my ass with his poz seed. Fuck yes….this man was filling me with poz cum through a gloryhole!!!! I didn’t even touch my cock and my ass tightened around his shaft as I started to empty my balls with each pulse of my rock hard cock. I shot a huge load of cum and felt it dripping from the head of my rod. His cock stayed in me and I could feel it slowly stop pulsing. I tightened my ass around his cock again to milk out every drop of his toxic load. Then he slowly pulled out of me, and I could feel cum drip out of my hole and down my ass crack. My body was sweating, and was filled with waves of pleasure. I slowly turned and squatted at the gloryhole and felt more cum leak from my stretched hole. I reached down with my fingers and ran them across my wet, sloppy hole and tasted this sexy man’s toxic juices. He squatted down at the gloryhole and said, “Enjoy the gift. If you want more, you know how to find me.” Then I got one last glimpse of “pig” written across his t-shirt as he stood up and left the booth. I sat on the chair with my pants at my ankles, still panting. I thought, Fuck!! I have a poz load of cum in my ass!!! What a fucking turn on. I tightened my ass cheeks again working his seed inside of me. As I took a deep breath I could smell cum in the air. My cock again pulsed and started to get hard. This was fucking hot!!! I heard the door to the booth next to me open again, and I sat on the chair with my cock getting hard. I started to stroke my shaft. I dropped some coins into the booth and found my porn again….”Gloryhole Cum Pigs.” I glansed over at the gloryhole and a beautiful cut cock slid through. It was semi-hard, and I reached out to stroke it. My cock was fully erect again, and I squatted at the gloryhole and slid this hot cock into my mouth. As I slowly slid his cock in and out of my mouth, I felt it get fully erect and pulse against my tongue. It wasn’t as long as my poz pig’s cock, but it was a hot cock to suck. I kept working his rod, until I heard him moan and shove it farther into mouth as he spewed his cum into my mouth with each pulse. He filled my mouth with his juice, and I let it all slide down my throat. I was hooked, not only on poz seed, but this fucking hot scene, of gloryhole sex. I stayed for several hours sucking cock after cock, taking all the cum down my throat I could get. I stroked my hard cock, the entire time, but didn’t shoot another load. I left the bookstore horny as hell with a full belly of cum, a hard cock leaking precum mixed with cum, and one hot poz load in my ass. While driving home, I thought about my hot, poz pig, and how much I wanted to keep his toxic cum in me. I hoped his load would charge me up, and I was anxious for more of his seed, and more gloryhole piggin'. I knew I would be back for more - very soon!!!!

And of course that douche bag Michael Weinstein is just giddy with glee. He can taste his goal of banning all non-condom porn and I'm sure he prays ever night for more people in the industry to get HIV. What's odd is he tested negative, but apparently very quickly reached a level where he could infect others. Usually HIV isn't the fastest working virus out there and takes its time to replicate which is why people don't get the fuck flu 2-3 days after exposure unlike what happens if we're exposed to the regular flu or even a cold. Those hit hard and fast.

Excluding my fuck buddies who play bare, some do and some don't. The one's who don't, it is not because I would care what they thought, but its just not a topic that has ever come up and probably never will.

Bareback Bear Buddy Fuck: giving a buddy what he really wanted. http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=Zb3Vt-G593-

I'm really surprised to read that some people think of sex with a black guy as being 'taboo'.... this is 2014 for fuck's sake..... Maybe in parts of the US things are different, but here in Europe it is thankfully inconceivable for anything multi-racial to be considered anything other than perfectly normal, and not worthy of comment, at least in circles that I walk in... Having said that I do love the look of the contrast of dark and light skin, and I have been fucked by some gorgeous black guys who happened to have very big cocks. I'm sure that the thought that this might be considered 'taboo' never entered into either of our minds though...

Part Two The following Thursday I called the number they had given me from a pay phone on the way home from school. I couldn't have a long distance call showing up on my grandparents phone bill. I got right through to Alex and told him that I would be there tomorrow night. "Great! Sort of figured you would find a way to get here". He then gave me their address and told me to be there by 7. The next night I arrived with fifteen minutes to spare. Rocky let me in. "We have a surprise for ya. Tonight you get to meet our dad." I looked at him in a funny way, since Alex and Rocky don't look a thing alike, " Why do I want to meet your folks?" Rocky looked at me and started to laugh, "He's not our real dad, but we do share the same DNA." I just looked at him sort of puzzled and figured I must have missed something when I was sleeping through 10th grade biology class. A few minutes later Alex arrived and announced that we had better get showered or we were gonna be late. Both Alex and Rocky showered together, then Rocky came for me as Alex again hung the enema bag. "Better be good and clean for tonight lil bro, Dad can put you through some paces." With that, they left and I got ready. We arrived at Dad's house exactly at 8. It was the same house they had taken me to the week previous. It being much earlier, a young guy, not much older than myself answered the door. Something didn't seem exactly right about him I noted mentally, but being polite I went in with Rocky and Alex. We were escorted to Dad's office. "Boys, you did well" bellowed a beefy fortyish daddy type from his chair behind the largest desk I'd ever seen. "Boys, ya'll go downstairs and get everything ready while the boy and I have a talk." Rocky and Alex left the room, as did the funny looking assistant. I was now all alone with a guy who I literally wanted to worship, but he was all business. He shuffled some papers around, and startled me when he knew my name, "Cheyenne, I see you have done fairly well in school, you come from a decent, yet religiously misguided family, is that correct?" Startled, I just nodded. "I know you have better manners than that, boy. You come from a good family in Alabama. You will address me as Sir." "Yessir" I replied. " I have had you investigated over the past week to see if you might be a suitable match for our family here. It does seem that you would be a good match." "What do you mean by your family, Sir?" "Well, I help out deserving young guys such as yourself in exchange for a few minor things, such as sex and some occasional low level drug dealing at the bars." " I don't want to become a whore or a drug dealer, Sir." "It's not exactly like you think, you would basically service myself, some select friends, and so far as the dealing goes, I have so many connections with the DA's office you will never be arrested." Still nervous about it, he told me about how well his family has done. Dad is the president of the largest bank in Georgia and has business connections in every field. He told me that right now he had 4 boys currently in college and that they lived in two pairs here in the city. "If you accept, you will probably live with Rocky and Alex, although I will have to get a bigger apartment for the three of you. But there's no pressure. You have until at least June to make a decision. If you accept I can promise you that you'll graduate and get whatever job you want." "I have a total of twenty boys in my family, with four in college and the other sixteen in excellent positions around the city, one is even starting to have boys of his own." With that, the conversation ended and the funny looking guy reappeared and escorted me downstairs to where Rocky and Alex were. "Lil bro, you're gonna have the night of your life tonight, so get ready. Jump in the shower and use the attachment to clean out again,band then put these on" handing me a jock strap. I did as I was told, and when I came out of the bathroom I followed the voices. The hallway opened up to a room that had stuff that I couldn't even describe. In the middle hung two slings (I learned what they were really fast). Rocky and Alex were talking to Dad --about me and what they had observed when we had watched porn the weekend before. They could tell I was nervous, so Alex grabbed that familiar glass pipe again and told me to take a few hits. Just as I did I saw four syringes produced. Rocky looked at me with an evil grin, "Buddy, if you like the smoke, you're gonna love a slam. Now get in the chair." Now I was truly nervous. A tourniquet was wrapped around my left biceps and Dad grabbed a syringe with a black mark on it. "I think he'll like a full quarter for the first time, boys." With that I felt a pinch, looked down and could see red in the barrel and then holy fucking shit.... More to come...

The argument for taking a break - in my mind - is if I have something and I know I have something, why continue to pass it around? Because that one guy you knowingly give it to might fuck you again at some point and pass it right back to you...so I tend to look at the big picture. If more guys could be a little less selfish, then we'd all end up in the clinic a lot less.

Same here: If I have something that is currently being treated (haven't had anything for a long time), I ask my doctor how long it takes for the antibiotics to be effective and I'm staying abstinent for that time period (wouldn't want to fuck anyway having that on my mind). If I have a suspicion / I'm noticing symptoms I also won't have sex until I have the test results (having had most STDs already in my early twenties helps, as my suspicions are usually spot-on). If I just have a regular / routine check-up I see no reason not to have sex, even if it takes two weeks for the results to come in. It's not the test that makes you sick, it's the bacteria. The test only shows what is already there. Or in the case of routine check-ups most likely isn't. My personal opinion: If you know you have a communicable disease or have a strong suspicion and you keep fucking without telling your partners (if they like having the clap, ah well, it's their business), that's pathetic. And pathetic guys are usually shitty lays. The peace of mind that comes from doing the right thing really helps one enjoy oneself during sex and the other guy will notice that, too.

"Relax buddy, we won't cum in you. Today is all about your pleasure, not ours." That's what they said right before they started tag teaming my asshole with their raw cocks. But I'm getting ahead of myself. When I was 19, my family took a trip to one of those all-inclusive resorts to Cancun. It was over Christmas break, so I guess it was a nice escape from the winter, but the resort wasn't exactly geared for the fun of a 19 year old who wasn't drinking. We had done the side trips to the ruins and shit, but mostly we hung at the resort where I was bored and mostly alone while my parents drank and had fun. One day they opted for the catamaran drunk cruise. I begged them to not make me go. I pulled the "I'm not a child anymore" card and said I would be quite content reading, napping and lounging by the pool. They finally relented, and I was left to my own devices for an entire day. If only they'd been more protective of their horny, gay son. I hit the pool pretty early with only my book, towel, mirrored shades, and swimsuit. Since I used to be a competitive swimmer I still had my speedo, which is what I decided would make for the best tan lines. I claimed one of the lounge chairs and set in for a nice day of relaxation. And I promptly fell asleep in the warm sun. I awoke some time later hearing hushed voices next to me. It was two, obviously American men whispering in close proximity to me. Voice 1: Look, the kid totally has a boner! Voice 2: Shhh! Don't wake him up and embarrass him. Voice 1: (laughing) Looks like part of him is already awake! (This is when I realized that I had one of those relaxed, sun-boners and they were talking about me! I was mortified and kept still while desperately trying to will my hardon away, but it wouldn't budge.) Voice 1: Damn, it just flexed in his suit! Totally hot! Voice 2: Yeah, the kid has a nice package on him, and a nice little body. Voice 1: I'm getting hard just looking at the outline of his cock. Oh the things we could do... Voice 2: Don't even think about it. Voice 1: Oh, like you aren't thinking about filling that young ass. Voice 2: Go get us a couple beers and cool off. I heard Voice 1 guy get up and flip-flop away toward the bar. Hearing them talk about me in a gay way was making my dick so hard that I knew it wasn't going to go away without a serious spank. I made sort of a fakey "I'm snoring and waking myself up" noise and rolled over onto my stomach. I tried to lay there quietly like I was still asleep. And when Voice 1 came back, I did an equally fake slow wake up and roll over, but simultaneously grabbed my towel and covered my still throbbing junk. I sat up and decided to read a bit, thinking this might take my mind off things. No such luck. Especially when I saw the two men attached to the voices. One was mid 40's, salt and pepper hair, rough beard, and a stocky, muscular body covered with a pelt of coarse, curly black hair. The other was blonde, a bit younger (maybe mid 30's), tall, smooth, tanned and toned. Both were exceedingly attractive (the blonde could have been a model) and both were wearing straining speedos that left very little to the imagination. I tried to ignore them, but they could tell I was staring. Voice 1: Hi there! What are you reading? (it was the blonde) Oh my god. They were so hot and they were talking to me! I stuttered a bit before telling them that I was reading Humboldt's Gift for my American literature class. I remember this fact purely because I never did finish that damn book and had to cliff note the fucker. This opened the doorway into conversation, through which I learned that they were John (Voice 1) and Vince (Voice 2), a gay couple on vacation. They asked many questions about me, like was I there alone? Was I enjoying my free day? What time would my parents be back? Did I have any plans for the rest of the day? By this time my boner had actually gone down and I was thirsty, so I uncovered myself and stood up to go to the bar to get a coke. My further mortification was imminent. Vince: Um, you might want to sit back down. Me: Why? John: (laughing) Because you left a spot of precum in your speedo the size of a half-dollar! I looked down, and sure enough my penis had betrayed me yet again. My electric blue speedo had a huge, dark blue spot of wetness centered right at my cock head. I hastily sat down and covered up again, completely and utterly embarrassed. Vince, however, knew what to do. "John, go get him a coke would you?" "Sure thing." As John walked off, Vince quietly remarked "Don't be embarrassed. It happens to all of us. And, truth be told, that's a pretty impressive spot. You must be a big leaker. Or just incredibly horny." "Well... um...." "So, are you? A healthy cummer, I mean?" "Isn't that sorta personal?" "Lemme guess. You are stuck here with family and you haven't jacked off in days. And now you are so backed up you were going to fire off a few loads today with your free time. Am I right?" "How'd you know?" Chuckling, Vince replied "We've all been there, guy." "What are you two laughing about?" John asked as returned, coke in hand. Taking the lead, Vince explained "The poor guy hasn't cum in days because he's been cooped up with his parents. Hence the gigantic wet spot." John handed me my coke, and a glance passed between he and Vince. I couldn't believe I was having an open conversation about jacking off and precum with two relative strangers, even if they were two, handsome gay men. Apparently they were of one mind, cause without any further discussion John remarked "You know, we could help you out of your jam. You need to empty yourself out before you make a mess all over this pool deck, and it just so happens that Vince and I like to pleasure guys, such as yourself." "Oh, I don't know... I um...," I stuttered, turning even beet red in embarrassment. "No pressure or anything. It would just be a relaxing, fun time and all about your pleasure. We would make sure you would be empty enough to survive the rest of your stay here with your parents," Vince explained, in a very discrete, man-to-man voice. "Honestly, I'm not sure I should," I responded, honestly more than a little interested. John: What else have you got to do today? I guarantee you'll have a better time than just sitting by the pool kicking yourself for missing a mind-blowing afternoon of sex. Vince: It's your call, but we're nice guys and I think you would have fun. Me: .... ok. We left the pool together and they escorted me up to their hotel room. Now, while I wasn't a virgin (I'd been having oral sex with other boys for a few years now, and I had a fairly regular suck session with a fraternity guy at school) but I'd never done any kind of anal. And definitely had never done a three way. And I'd never had sex with men clearly much older than I was. So you can imagine how very nervous I was. At first we just sat on their bed and they gave me a beer. I drank it fast and relaxed a little. Then they each reached out a hand and started stroking me lightly. Massaging my neck a little. I started to get hard. Both were very patient to start. They gently stripped off my swimsuit and laid me back on the bed. Both of their mouths fell to working on my body-- my neck, my nipples, my stomach, my thighs, my balls. And then I felt the wet heat on my cock. Instantly I was rock hard and straining to hold myself back from the waves of pleasure rocking my body. It was John sucking my cock while Vince sucked and tongued my nipples. He slowly traced his tongue up my neck, to my adam's apple, and then over my chin to my mouth. When Vince's mouth met mine, everything exploded-- including my orgasm. John greedily clamped down on my cock and took every drop. He stayed there until my dick finally stopped squirting like a minute later. John: Holy FUCK this kid's a cummer! God damn! Vince: And I think I found his trigger points. Me: I'm sorry! It's just that when you kissed me I couldn't hold back. You are just so... handsome. And hairy! Vince: (laughing) Yeah, I do have a bit of fur. Me: It's hot! John: I think the kid isn't done yet... he still hasn't gone soft. After that, John and Vince stripped off their suits... and wow. John was totally clean shaven, which made his cock look exceptionally huge. Judging from the size of mine, I figured he had to be at least 8 inches. And Vince had a dark bush of pubes, big balls and a shorter, but decently thick, uncut cock. And both had these curious tattoos on their hips. Me: Oooh. You guys have matching tattoos! Looks like a nuclear symbol. Are you guys radioactive or something? John: (smirking) Something like that. Me: Well, you both are pretty hot! Vince: I think we should massage another load or two out of our friend here, John. Me: Hell yeah! Deal! We had another couple of beers, and then Vince got the lube out of their travel bag. I was buzzing well at this point and feeling pretty good. Vince got me up on all fours, and then proceded to do something that nobody had done to me up to that point. He ate my ass. And when his tongue hit my pucker, I almost came unglued. This released the last of my inhibitions, and I became an insatiable fuck hole that afternoon. John was kneeling on the bed close to me, and as soon as Vince started rimming me, my mouth latched onto John's cock and I started sucking for all I was worth. I was only able to fit about half his cock in my mouth and I tasted his precum as I worked his salty slit with my tongue. John: Damn Vince, this kid can SUCK! Vince: Yeah, but we're here to milk him dry. And I think he needs to be milked from the inside. And with that, Vince lubed a finger and slid it into my butthole. Electricity jumped through me and I became a sex crazed novice bottom. He fingered my prostate (nobody had ever done that either) and it made me go crazy with desire. I sucked John like a hoover while bucking around on Vince's finger, all the while drooling precum all over the bedspread. Vince worked a couple fingers into me along with more lube... then his fingers left my ass. It felt like someone had shut off my horny switch. But then, I felt Vince's cock head rubbing up against my hole, teasing and pressing against my pucker. And while it was electric, warning bells were going off in my head. Me: Do you have a condom? Vince: Yeah, somewhere I think. But how about I just tease your pretty butthole a bit with my cock first? Me: We really need a condom. And you need to go easy on me-- I've never been fucked. Vince: Never?? Me: Nope. I've wanted to do it, but it just hasn't ever happened yet. John: Vince, pass me the poppers. I'll help our little bottom virgin out. Me: What are poppers? They aren't drugs are they? I don't do drugs. John: No, you just sniff them and they help you relax. They actually have a medical purpose. Me: Um.... John: Here, I'll show you. Just take a small sniff like this... John took a hit, and I could see him go flush a bit and relax. Then he held the bottle under my nose. I debated it for about a second, and then took a hit. The warm rush was incredible. Vince timed my rush with another finger assault which had me begging for more. The damn poppers had made me desperate for cock and had silenced those pesky warning bells. Me: Oh god. Fuck me! Vince: You want it? Me: Yes! I need to feel your cock inside me! Now! Please?? Vince didn't need to be asked twice. John held the little bottle under my nose again, I took a hit. And as I went soaring on a wave of pleasure, Vince entered my ass. While it hurt, it really didn't hurt as much as I thought it would. Sure it burned a little bit, but overall he was able to slide right in and I just felt full. It probably helped that he was uncut and I was an incredibly horny teenager. Vince slow fucked me while I got used to having a cock in my ass, and I went back to working John's big cock with my tongue and throat. The pleasure I was getting from both ends being filled, plus the alcohol, plus the poppers had me rock hard and begging for as much sex as these two men could dish out. Vince eventually sped up his tempo and the sensation his fat cock was giving me was making my head reel. I was tingling everywhere and begging to cum again. I reached back to cup Vince's balls and to feel his cock sliding in and out of my ass. And that's when I noticed he didn't have a condom on. Me: Where's the condom? Vince: You told me you wanted cock in you now. I didn't have time to put one on. Me: But sex without a condom is risky... Vince: Relax buddy, we won't cum in you. Today is all about your pleasure, not ours. John: Here, have some more poppers... Vince continued to fuck me and my protests ebbed as the pleasure increased. John pushed his dick back into my mouth and I let the poppers relax me into the pure ecstasy of man on man on man sex. Vince: Oh Johnny, you really need to feel this boy's ass. It's so tight and smooth! John: I can't wait for my turn! Vince: Well, it's coming soon. I'm about ready to share... John: Sweet! Here kid, take another hit Me: Damn this feels so good. Vince: It's gonna get better in a minute. I'm going to put my cock head right at your prostate and you are going to feel me flex it. Trust me, it will drive you wild with pleasure. Me: Do it! I wanna feel that! Vince thrust a few more times in me quickly, then parked his cock a little more than halfway inside me. And then I felt it. His cock head was pressed up inside me, and I could feel throbbing and flexing inside me. The sensation was incredible! John: You doing it Vince? Vince: Fuuuck yeah. You feel that, kiddo? Yeah, I'm trying to milk your load out from the inside. Me: It feels amazing, I don't want it to stop. Vince: I can do it again later, but now it's John's turn though. And just wait til you feel him inside you! Me: I don't know... he's so big! I'm not sure I can take it... Vince pulled out with a wet plop, and shifted around the bed. He suggested that I try riding John's cock to start. That way I could control it better and be more comfortable. Without Vince in me, I felt like my switch had again been turned off and I desperately wanted it back on again. So I agreed. John lay down on the bed- his cock enormous and intimidating. Vince lubed him up and worked a bit more lube up my ass. Me: Shouldn't we get a condom? John: Vince didn't have to wear one. Me: But we have time to get one one now and... Vince: It's okay kid, just try it for a bit. We can always get one on later. I want John to feel what I got to feel! Me: Just... don't cum in me. Okay? John: Wouldn't dream of it. I straddled John's groin. John held onto the base of his cock while I tried to line up his head with my hole. Vince fed me more poppers, and before I knew it I was sliding down almost the full length of John's big cock. He bottomed out inside me with still about an inch of cock to go. There was a dull pain deep in my abdomen when John's cock head was poking my guts, but the sensation of that much cock sliding inside me and filling my guts sent me over the moon. I think my eyes literally rolled back into my head. John: Holy fuck! This kid is a natural born bottom! Vince: What did I tell you? John: So fuckin' hot and slick! Thanks for lubing it up for me! Me: Oh my God! You are so fucking BIG! Vince: Enjoy the ride you two. I started sliding up and down on John's cock and he let me control the fuck action. Every thrust into me from his cock gave me the sensation like I was stroking my own erect penis. Only I wasn't touching myself. It was like I was jacking off, but no-handed. The pleasure was building, and it sent my body into sort of a fuck frenzy. I was fucking myself down onto John's cock and building my orgasm with every bounce. Vince straddled John's face and fed his soft, uncut cock into John's mouth while John grabbed my hips and helped ram my ass up and down faster on his cock. Vince worked my nipples and then planted another deep, wet, scratchy beard kiss on me. I went into overload. Me: Oh God! I'm gonna cum! Vince: Do it, kid! Me: Dont' stop fucking me-- I'm so close! John: I wanna feel you cum with my dick jammed in your sweet fuckhole! Vince grabbed the back of my head and kissed me again hard and with that kiss my first shot arced up between us and spattered all over Vince's hairy chest. As soon as he felt me start to shoot, John grabbed my hips and thrust all the way into my butt, even that last inch that wouldn't go in seemed to find a place inside me. The pain in my guts mixed with my orgasmic pleasure was enough to make me cry out into Vince's mouth. But I couldn't stop cumming. Volley after volley of my spunk coated Vince and dripped down onto John's face. I was spasming like I was having a seizure and Vince eventually just looked on in amazement as John started laughing and licking up the cum gobs that spattered his way. I kept shuddering and shaking with the post orgasmic shivers. Vince kissed me gently while I was still impaled on John's cock and trying to relax my quivering sphincter. John told me that if I stopped wiggling around so much he could make himself go soft so it would be easier to pull out. A few minutes later and after some deep breathing on my part he was indeed flaccid and I was able to ease myself off of him. Feeling fully satiated, I was going to take my leave but Vince and John convinced me otherwise. Vince: You are a young stud, and I bet you have another load in you yet. John: Besides, we haven't cum, have we Vince? Vince: No we haven't. And there's still a few more things we could do together. Three cocks offer so many options... John: It would be a shame to waste them. Me: But I probably should be going... Vince: Where? You're parents aren't gonna be back for a few hours yet. Might as well spend it fucking. John: Hasn't it been fun? Haven't you enjoyed yourself? We've sure enjoyed you. In the end I agreed to stay for another round of sex. We had a few more beers, and they eventually got me hard by tongue-fighting over my cock. This got them hard too and the next thing I knew it was a free for all on their bed. We were all kissing and sucking whatever we could get our mouths on, rubbing on each other, humping, etc. I ended up on top and this time rode Vince's cock (I had decided that I quite liked riding and being in charge) while John stood on the bed so I could suck him. Then John squatted over Vince's face so Vince could tongue his hole while John and I made out. John worked my nips and I begged Vince to do the pulse-trick on my prostate again. After about 15 more minutes of fucking, he grabbed my hips and I felt the magic throbbing inside me again. Each pulse was like an joy buzzer shock inside me- I loved it! Then they both maneuvered me so that I was on my back with my head hanging over the edge of the bed. More poppers and John was fucking me again with his huge cock while Vince stood over my face with his flaccid, wet, uncut penis. Me: I've never sucked an uncut cock before. Vince: Well, this is a day full of firsts for you! John: (giggling) And lasts... Me: I think I'll remember this day for the rest of my life Vince: Of that I have no doubt. John grabbed my ankles and took to fucking my ass hard. And I took Vince into my mouth and let my tongue savor his foreskin. The feeling of the skin was silky, and I could taste a mixture of lube and what I thought was his precum. When I inhaled, I got a full whiff of his musky manscent. It was almost better than the poppers. The rush of blood to my head and the feeling of foreskin in my mouth was dizzying. John flipped me around (all while not pulling out his cock) and got me on all fours. He then suggested to Vince that since this had been a day of firsts, how about they make me Lucky Pierre? Vince agreed and hopped up on the bed in front of me. I had no idea what a "lucky pierre" was, until Vince spit on my cock, and shoved it into his ass. It was so warm and velvety... so unlike anything I had ever experienced. So hot! So much better than a blow job! I was getting my ass fucked by a big cock while simultaneously losing my anal topping virginity inside a hot, furry daddy! It was all too much. I think I lasted all of a minute before I warned them that I was getting close. That's when John reached forward, grabbed Vince's hips and Vince reached back and grabbed mine. I was locked in place between them and stuck in Vince's ass! Me: I'm gonna cum! I should pull out!!! Vince: Just cum in me, kid! John: Do it! He wants you to! Me: But... but... Vince: I trust you John: C'mon kid! Shoot that load! Breed my boyfriend! John thrust again hard inside me and with that I erupted inside Vince's ass. The wet heat of my orgasm enveloped my cock as I shot my third load of the afternoon into Vince's bare ass, groaning "God DAMN, this feels awesome!" Apparently it was an impressive orgasm because Vince echoed my remarks saying "Holy fuck, I can feel him cumming in me!" In full approval, John answered "So hot! Take that virgin load!" After my orgasm finally subsided, John slid out of my ass with ease and I did the same to Vince. We collapsed in a sweaty heap on their bed. I awoke about an hour later, with a headache and instant fear. According to the bedside clock, my parents were due back at any time. I jumped to my feet, pulled-on my speedo, grabbed my stuff and headed out. I thanked Vince and John for the best sex of my young life and they said it was truly their pleasure. I made it back to the pool and managed to rinse the sex off about ten minutes before my parents arrived, so they were none the wiser about my afternoon activities. Several weeks after we got home I got really sick. My parents figured it was just some bug I picked up while in Mexico. Six months later at the student health center at college, I found out my parents were right. It was something I picked up in Mexico. And I discovered the meaning behind Vince and John's matching tattoos.

2012-05-23 I had not planned on spending more that 20 or thirty minutes here, I thought to myself. Get in, get the stuff (with a little bartering), and get out. Now I was staring up at the ceiling into the mirror that my host (and meth dealer) Gary had so wisely placed above the leather sling I now found myself fastened into. The leather hood I was wearing let me see, breathe and gave others access to my mouth. The black leather is supple, and I saw myself in the mirror, the rainbow studded leather collar, harness and matching jock on my 155 lb frame; I liked what I saw, how my legs and arms were spread and tied to the sling's chains - immobile and subject to whatever would happen. I thought back to what I had met Gary three months ago, and I don't know why I was surprised this was happening to me; in the first twenty minutes after meeting him, it was obvious that he was twisted (in the good kind of way). A friend of mine, Steve, introduced me to Gary because I was having so much trouble finding a reliable source for tina. We drove to Gary's house one Friday afternoon so Steve could vouch for me when we started dealing. The first sight I had of Gary was a memorable one. He came to his front screen door dressed in his harness and chaps. He swaggered a bit, looking oh so hot as his black leather chaps framed his thick, half erect cock as it was swinging back and forth. His cock was decorated nicely with a thick shiny silver cock ring and an impressively large PA. He met my eyes and we had one of those moments when you know you're going to end up fucking. Still, I tried to keep it business, allowing Steve to do all the talking. Gary invited us downstairs to his "office" to complete our business. The "office" was a large basement room with a padded floor, a leather sling a bed, - all made more inviting by the dim red track lights which covered the whole room. He sat at a table, arranging things for the deal. I told him what I wanted and he weighed it out for me, bagged it, and then asked me if I was a cop. I laughed, and said "Hell no." He smiled at me, then said "A cop wouldn't suck my cock would he?" "No I guess, not" I laughed. He remained serious and said "Want to convince me?" Gary was sitting on a chair stoking his hardening prong as he spoke to me. I didn't know if he was really was serious or not, but I figured what the hell, and knelt between his legs and took his big tool in my mouth. The PA was clicking a little on my teeth, but I kept going. Gary was encouraging me and Steve just watched. Gary whispered in my ear that he'd give me some bonus product if I finished him off, and I eagerly agreed, and began to worship his beautiful tool, which now stood full mast at 8" long and slightly less thick than a beer can. I wasn't going anywhere. Eventually I finished him off, got the product from him and Steve and I left that day as I was the attraction at a gang bang at a local hotel (another story). A week later, I called up Gary and told him I'd like to stop by, but I'd be alone this time. He said "Sure, I'll see you when you get here." I arrived at his place 30 minutes later, and he came to the door looking much the same as last time, which made me hot for him to use that big cock of his on me again. We went down to the office again, and proceeded with the deal. Once Gary had it all weighed out, he started to hand it to me, but stopped short. "How'd you like to prove you're not a cop again?" "Absolutely" I said, kneeling down and engulfing him as he chuckled "Fucking tina whore." That turned me on incredibly - being a tweaking bottom slut with my dealer's big 8" cock in my mouth. I heard the sound of a torch being lit, and he nudged my cheek to give me a hit off his bong. Just the first thick hit of tina smoke was enough to put me at his mercy, but we kept smoking and recycling the hits to each other until we were flying pretty high. He offered me a glass of punch, saying "Drink this, it's G. You'll like it." I eagerly did whatever he told me to, drinking the G down quickly and then going back to work on his cock. His wonderfully thick dick responded quickly and he was hard as a rock in no time - no tina dick for Gary. "You like to get fucked, isn't right Jim?" he asked. "Fuck yes" I said. "I'd love it if you fucked me - I've been thinking about that for a week now." He ordered me on the bed, all fours style, and after lubing my hole with some elbow grease, slid that marvelous tool into my ass-pussy to the hilt in one motion. "Fuck yeah!" we both erupted at once. We fucked for at least an hour and a half, with Gary depositing two loads in my ass before I steadied myself to leave. "There's a little extra in the bag" he said. "See you next week, I suppose." "Great" I answered and with a little wobbliness, walked to my car. The deals with Gary had been going according to that general theme for these last three months. It even developed into a little role playing scene, like I was giving him sex for meth. I was paying, of course, but the scene of him using me as a cum dump as a payment for meth turned us both on immensely. The sex was always white hot - in our little scene he saw that I liked being called degrading names and made to feel that I was completely his to use as he wanted. He so naturally assumed the Dominant role and I the submissive one, that I truly wouldn't call it role playing. It was the first three months of one of the hottest affairs I've ever had. So here I am today, looking up at leathered and bound self, unable to get out of the sling, close my legs or keep anything from entering my mouth. I was a little uneasy, this kind of thing being new to me, but horny beyond description, my ass was tingling from the little bit of tina we'd smoked, and I wanted Gary to fill it as soon as possible. But Gary had left the room after tying me into the sling, he put a poppers soaked cotton ball in the little pouch of the hood as well; my head was swimming and I began to realize Gary had been gone nearly half an hour. I chuckled a little - why was I surprised at being on the altar here in this scarlet tinted dungeon shrine to gay piggish sex? A total slut, tied spread eagle in a sling, unable to move or even scratch my balls, smelling nothing but the amyl, and hearing nothing but fuck-me fuck-me fuck-me techno music in the room. It was all making me hornier by the second! Hell, I realized I wasn't surprised at where I was at all, but realized I loved being here - here, like this - it's just what I am. I am, and always have been a submissive bottom for tops to use and subjugate. I took my first cock at a very young age, and loved it. I just naturally love it when men use me. I love to party, take cocks bareback, get fisted, drink cum and piss and of course, am HIV+ - your typical pussy white bottom. So I was eager when I heard footsteps on the stairs finally, and I began to get excited, thinking about nothing but how I was going to give my hole and mouth completely to worship Gary's big cock. I detected more than one set of footsteps coming down the stairs. Since I had no view of the stairs, I had to wait until whoever they were came around to the foot of the sling to see them. Gary stood, his ringed and PA'ed cock protruding from his crotch, the look of it teasing my itchy hole by its absence. Two men had arrived with him. One was black and was older, maybe late forties, a big thick cock like Gary's (no PA), and moderately hairy, but naked except for his black boots red and black leather bands around his biceps, pierced nipples and lots of tats, 6'4" 230, shaved head, goatee with braids, (with an huge earring that made me think of Mr Clean); his dark brown eyes were piercing directly into mine - he smiled the smile of a conqueror. Gary later addressed him as Stick, and further identified him as his supplier from Dallas. I licked my lips as I stared back. The other man was Black-Mexican, late 30's or early 40's, 6'4, maybe 200 lbs, wearing nothing but a pair of sunglasses a baseball cap and a leather harness around his incredible cock (thicker than Gary's - later I'd find out it was 10" with an 8" circumference). Gary spoke first saying "This is my cunt", clearly referring to me. "He thinks he likes to get high on tina and have his sloppy slut hole and mouth used. You'll enjoy him, but first we need to teach him how to really do tina. Here cunt, drink this" handing me the usual G-laced cola. I drank it down without hesitation. With that, Mr Clean produced several orange tipped syringes full of fluid. He was an intimidating looking man, but he softened his expression and assured me as he began to swab my arm - he had a smooth voice, saying "Just stay still. You'll feel a coughing sensation, it's normal, you'll love it - wait for the ride, ok cunt?" "Yes sir," I answered. With a firm grip he steadied my right arm, fixed a tourniquet on it and uncovered the needle. He was confident and smooth, hitting a vein and drawing blood back into the syringe with one motion, then pushing the liquid into my bloodstream steadily until the rig was empty, and just as quickly slapped a bandaid over the spot as he withdrew the needle. It was my first slam ever. I can't find the words to describe what I felt like that first time; after the cough, my ears began ringing and a rush of pleasure and what I can only say is the emotional state of extreme horniness overwhelmed me; I couldn't focus my eyes, my asshole actually started to burn intensely - not with pain, but pure lust. All I wanted was cock - in my mouth, in my pussy, and over and over again. I guess the Mex-Black guy (his name was Pedro) and Gary slammed at the same time I did; as soon as Stick was finished he slammed himself. I was awash in such an intense wave of carnal desire, so willing to give myself for the pleasure of these men that I could not imagine what I would not do to please them, or to satisfy what was now a raging overpowering piggyness. I began chanting "Fuck me, please sir fuck me" over and over again. Gary stuck his cock into my mouth from above, oozing more pre-cum than I've ever seen someone put out. I greedily took his cock in my mouth, but he pushed in all the way down my throat, smiling evilly at me as he said "You're going to be my good little junkie cunt and satisfy my friends, right?" "MMMHHHMMM" was all I could utter. Gary took his cock out so I could breathe - I gagged a little but begged for more. I was flying and my hole was hungry to get fucked. Stick stood rubbing his cock on my hole's opening, jamming wads of lube up my chute and smearing lube all over my hole and butt. He said nothing to me, just looked me in the eye as he slammed his big cock into my pussy ass. Oh God, it felt so good, his thick hard cock, hot inside me and sawing in and out of my bottom faster and faster. He paused a few times, but said nothing to me. I was still swallowing Gary's cock. He held his cock in me for a few seconds then pulled it out, leaving my hole open. I began to moan and wiggle by ass in an attempt to beg for him to put it back in again. Instead, Pedro with his 10x8 monster moved in and began to fuck me silly. He got very verbal, especially about my being a shameless junkie puta for black cock and little fag who was a cum dump for real men. He slapped my ass several times, ordering me to show him how much I love his big black prick as he held still and I slid my pussy up and down his pole as the sling's pendulum motion impaled me on his beautiful cock over and over. Gary and Pedro skewered me for sometime - I have no idea how long - until Gary began to quicken his pace and shot the first load of the evening onto my belly, some of which Pedro raked immediately into my cunt. Gary fed me the rest, and kept fucking my mouth as I sucked his cock clean and swallowed his cum. "Yeah," Pedro taunted me - "fucking cum drinking pussy. You little bitch, you want some more? I'm breeding you right.....now!" And Pedro pounded my ass with violent, quick and full strokes of his 10" of manhood, shooting all of his huge load inside me, continuing to thrust as his jizz made my sloppy ass squish with every stroke. As Pedro pulled out, he moved to my mouth and had me clean his cock as Stick took his place in my ass with his big cock. He was harder than Pedro and fucked slower, using full measured thrusts as he gazed into my eyes. "You like what's happening to you, cunt?" I moaned in affirmation. Stick continued saying "Yeah, I love fucking a real true bottom like you. You love getting fucked don't you." "MMMHHHMMM," I moaned again. Once Pedro's cock was clean, he and Gary smoked a joint as Stick took his time with my ass. "Your hole feels so wide open and ready for stretching. Gary said you'd be a complete pig for getting your ass opened up. I like fucking pussies like you. It turns me on to own a pussy like you and see you take cock like a bitch. Everyone thinks you're a man but you're really a horny little fag who loves to get his ass fucked and be a real man's little bitch." I stared at him hungrily. His dirty, humiliating talk was making me into more and more of the bitch he was calling me. "I get off using a shameless junkie bottom pig like you. You don't care what we do as long as we fuck you right, cunt" he slammed his big cock in my hole. I thrusted back, moaning, "Yes, Sir, I'm your cunt." "You have a nice cunt, so hungry." Stick whispered. "Gary says you whore to get tina, is that right?" he asked. "I like playing like I do," I answered, "it's hot to imagine begging my dealer to put my cunt for sale so I can get high." "I'll bet you would whore for tina if you had the chance, cunt like you would do anything to get a cock in his pussy, right?" "Yes Sir, I suppose so, I've always thought that it is hot to get paid when a guy fucks me." "So you have been paid by guys who fucked you? That's so fucking raunchy, cunt, and I love it! You're really just a cheap fucking whore, aren't you?" "Yes, Sir. I was filled with cock and being told what a whore I was." "Awesome! You cunt, I'm going to show you what a real fucking is. You ready to whore for me tonight for real?" "Fuck yeah" I said, grinding my cunt on his cock. "I have two guys who are going to pay $20 to fuck your mouth and pussy - they think you're neg and that you are getting pozzed this weekend. I think there will be at least five more tonight too. I keep all the money and pay you in tina. What do you say to that?" "I don't think I've ever been so hot to get fucked in my whole life, Sir." "OK, cool cunt, now shut the fuck up for the rest of the evening - I mean it. You're just my hole to pimp out." I nodded. Stick fucked me hard and fast, and gave me his load, filling my hole as he looked down on me with a nasty smile. His cock stayed hard and I was gyrating on it as Gary and Pedro came over after finishing their joint. They asked Stick if he told me about his plan to pimp me out. "Look at the way he's pumping on my dick, he's so hot and ready to be my cheap little whore" Stick said. Gary untied me from the sling and allowed me to get on the bed. Pedro had sat down and I mounted his cock facing away from him, taking Stick's cock into my mouth. Pedro took my legs and spread them, and Gary slipped his fat cock into my cunt next to Pedro's. As Stick fed my mouth with his cock, there was the sound of a doorbell. Gary bellowed, "Come on in, down in the basement." Soon two tall lanky twenty-something guys witnessed the three of them stuffing me with cock. "Look at that whore we're going to fuck, looks like he loves cock" one said, and they both began to strip. "Who's Stick? It was Twenty for both of us, right?" someone asked, to which Stick replied "I'm Stick, and yes, it's $20 for each of you. Okay guys, let's let these two studs have the cunt, since they're paying for it" whereupon Gary and Pedro disengaged themselves from the mattress. "He wants both our poz loads, right?" one of the new guys asked. "Yeah, fuck yeah, the cunt's yours to use. Breed his cunt all you want" said Stick. I was moaning in anticipation. The darker of the two young guys took his shorts off, letting his nice thick dick go free. I immediately sucked it into my mouth. I was on all fours on the bed, and the other kid started rubbing my hole with lube. "How many loads so far, fag?" "Three" Stick answered for me. "Cunt doesn't use his mouth for talking." The guy at my pussy shoved his bare cock into me as he slapped my ass. "You like my hard cock, you pussy ass faggot?" I clenched my hole around his cock as I took the other kid's cock down my throat held it there and gently bobbed on it. We fucked like that for 20 or 30 minutes, as Gary, Stick and Pedro just watched, occasionally commenting on what a good little prostitute I was - God, I was in heaven. Soon, the guy in my ass nutted loudly taunting me to take his buggy jizz and triumphantly announcing to me that he was converting my sorry ass. He pulled out and switched with the other kid, and soon, he also sprayed a load in my cunt as I cleaned his buddy's cock with my mouth. He slowly pulled out and spread my pussy open to get a look at my loaded ass. "You're going tot get bred a lot more before you're through, cunt. How does it feel to be a cheap ten dollar whore?" I responded by enthusiastically cleaning his cock off. "Fucking fag - you're a hot little cunt, crazy for cock and cum, huh?" I smiled. After the two kids left, Stick came over to me. "It will be about 90 minutes before the next guests arrive. I noticed you don't have any ink. I think you should get a whore tag above your cunt. You can talk, cunt." "I've thought about it, Sir. Seems hot" I answered. "I have my rig in the car, I won't make you, but I think you'd look fucking hot with a nice little whore tag over your cunt" he took me by surprise with that. In a moment I made the decision. "I would love for you to give me a whore tag, Sir." I didn't believe I was saying yes. Stick retrieved his tattoo rig and set up, as I was sucking Pedro again. He showed me a pattern for a red bio-hazard sign over a red and black pinstripe. "Perfect," I agreed. Stick knew what he was doing, and it took about an hour. It was somewhat painful. After he finished, he took a pic of for me. It was like the pattern, eight inches wide and three inches tall, centered over my butt crack. God, I thought it looks hot, right above my cunt, giving the tops something to read as they fucked me. I noticed a detail Stick had added: in the loops of the pinstripe he inserted the letters, Slut Pig, but you had to look close to notice them. He put some ointment on it, as I sucked on Pedro again. I could hear him dialing his phone. "Ok, cunt. Let's get you ready for this group. There are five guys coming over to breed you." Stick tied me up on all fours on the bed. I could move my arms a bit and I could see who would be fucking me in the mirror in front of me. "I'm going to video this and get it on ICU, cool Stick?" Gary said"Hell yeah," Stick said. Ten minutes later six not five guys came down the stairs: five white, one black. Gary escorted them over to Stick, who took their $20 bills as they eyed my upturned cunt, ready to be used. The black guy introduced himself as Darnell. He was 6' 200 and has as thick a cock as I have ever seen. He was first up, but came over to my head, and fed me his cock. "Yeah, take my dick you slut" he ordered me. I was able to take him all, and sucked him for all I was worth, as one of the white guys began unceremoniously fucking my ass with quick violent thrusts. He came quickly, and started watching me suck Darnell. I think he got off more on insulting me for being such whore, than fucking me. Another white man's cock replaced him, bigger this time. He blew quickly too. Three more of the nice looking white guys followed, all loading my cunt with their poz cum. Darnell finally started to fuck me, saying he wasn't gay and not poz, but loved fucking white ass faggots. "You suck dick like a real pro, cunt," he taunted me. "A hell of a lot better than my girlfriend." He was close, as he continued to racially degrade me and ram my ass with his big tool. He'd stop, and make me clench and beg for his cock as I wriggled my ass around his massive log. As he bred me, he bent down and whispered in my ear "I would like to know who you are, man. I'd like to get a lot more of this. Here's my cell number, shoving a paper in my mouth, I'm Darnell, see you later faggot." The six guys left as quickly as they came, and I was left there, all tied-up. Gary came over and put a huge plug in my ass, and untied me. "Ready for another slam, cunt? I think you've earned it." I nodded and started sucking his cock. "Okay, get in the sling, and put your legs up." I complied, whereupon Pedro unceremoniously began shoving wads of crisco into my cunt. I could tell he was going to fist me by how his hands moved, and I huffed on the poppers three or four times, very deeply. He easily plunged his forearm into me half way to his elbow. "Okay, Stick, hit the cunt now" he said, as he slowly twisted his arm in my pussy. Stick found my vein again, and pushed what was .4 gram of meth into my arm. "You'll suck anything after this, won't you?" He leered pervertedly at me as the rush hit me. It was overwhelming, and a little scary, but it evened out quickly. There was nothing in my head except how I could get fucked and used by these three hot twisted Dominant fuckers. I reached down and pulled apart my ass cheeks for Pedro, and he slowly slid his arm to the elbow. "Fucking hot little twisted tweaker you are, cunt. You are a sight to see! Look at what a nasty fucking fag you are - higher that a kite on meth, eleven loads in your cunt, and a big black arm shoved up your pussy hole to the elbow. You really are a total fag aren't you? Ever thought you'd be this much of a shameless slut? God, look at you! Were you ever a man, you little cunt?" The taunting was driving me nuts for more. Stick knew just what to say to push me further. He rudely pinched my tit as he shoved his considerable cock into my mouth and down my throat. I took all I could of his cock and looked up into the mirror, what a fucking sight! Pedro into his elbow and Stick down my throat. Gary had gone upstairs and walked down two blocks to the leather bar - that's what Stick said. Stick got a text from him, and he told me Gary was coming down the stairs soon with three young thuggy looking black guys he met outside the bar. They were selling crack outside the bar, and he told them about this cunt he was using at his place and that I whored for chems, so they eagerly came along. As they arrived downstairs, I thought they looked really sleazy. They stripped naked and stood watching Pedro as he kept fisting my ass to the elbow. They started doing some crack as they watched, offering some to me. I declined, saying "No thanks, man. I'm a tina bitch." From their faces, I know they had never seen anything like what Pedro was doing. One of them, (the thinnest) asked if he could try fisting me too. Pedro slowly pulled out and showed them how - lubing them up as he did. Stick turned on the ICU cam and the first of the black thugs shoved thin his arm into me all the way to the elbow. Pedro said that he should try a second hand, but the thug hesitated. Pedro guided him as to how to insert his second hand. Still he hesitated, but Pedro reassured him "It'll be hot, man. This cunt wants it and can take it, believe me! Just look at how he's moving his ass around - he's totally rutting his sluthole on your arm aching to get more of you into his hole." He slowly slipped his second hand in next to his arm, following Pedro's advice as he was turning and twisting his arms in me slowly. He reached a place of resistance and I huffed on poppers four or five times. I exhaled and he finally broke through with both hands into me. I screamed and pumped my ass more, and he slowly advanced into my bowels, finally getting three quarters of both forearms into me, as Pedro poured on the j-lube. He stayed inside me deep like that for 10 or 15 minutes. Stick moved the cam to catch it all, and Gary fed me poppers and his dick as the thug boy filled my cunt with his slender forearms. The thug stud looked down at his cock, and said he was oozing cum and needed to fuck my ass. Pedro helped him as he slid his arms out of my sloppy, gaping hole. The young stud stood and rammed his meat into me and piston fucked me, taking only forty or fifty strokes to dump his wad in my loose pussy. As he was fucking me, I took one of his thug buddies in my mouth as he hit his crack pipe. The third thug was tweaking my tits and sharing the pipe with his friend, ready to replace the first young stud after he came in my ass. This third kid had a big cock, somewhat like Pedro's. He thrusted his rock hard monster cock easily into me. "God damn, this cunt is so fucking used and sloppy - he's fucking worthless!" he sneered. With that I clenched my sphincter on his thick black cock, almost pulling him into me as I did. "Oh damn," he said, "fuck yeah, bitch, you is a for real whore for black cock, huh bitch?" He fucked me rapidly and rhythmically for 20 or 30 minutes. His buddy took a black magic marker he saw nearby and scrawled "Black Cock Fag" on my stomach. As he wrote, the thug fucking me began to slap my ass. Stick came over and began to speak sternly to me. "Look at that cock in your cunt! Tell me what you are, you whore." I was breathless as I was getting vigorously fucked by hot hung thug boy. I didn't know what to say. Stick slapped my ass hard and said to me, "Say that you're a toxic whore and sleazy white slut for black cock." I said "I'm a sleazy-poz-whore-white-faggot-slut-for-black-cock, Sir." Tell everyone how you let anyone dump his cum in your cunt just so you can ride a needle full of tina." I said, "Yes, Sir. That's right. I'm nothing but a shameless tina whore. I love to suck cock, get fucked and have my cunt loaded up just so I can ride a needle full of tina." Stick grabbed my face and commanded me "Okay cunt, tell us all you're a cheap whore for your meth dealer who pimps you out for ten bucks a fuck." I replied verbatim. "Louder" he barked as he slapped my ass good and hard. I shouted, "My meth dealer whores me out for ten bucks a fuck. And he keeps the money." "And you love it, too, don't you? cunt" Gary asked as he twisted and pinched my tits. The thugs loaded my cunt good before they left, saying they had to get back to making cash. All three paid Stick $20 on the way out. Stick loomed over me and showed me the $200 or so that I had earned for him that night. Stick and Gary fucked me one more time, two last loads to make sweet sixteen for the night.

Hey fellow fuckers and fuckholes. For years, I've had the fantasy of being an anonymous cumhole at a cheap motel and have almost continuous breeding from strangers. I've played in baths and had multiple strangers, but being the focus as the sole cumhole in a room for as many horny men as possible has yet to be checked off my todo list. I know I want a motel with direct entrance to the rooms, not having to go through a central lobby. Beyond that, not sure how to make this all work out. i still have some questions about the logistics and recommendations from those who have already done this. 1. best way to advertise and get a large number of tops/vers tops? 2. for the Texas guys, esp near Houston, any advice on location? 3. Should I have a trusted someone there for safety? 4. When is the best time for these events? Week day? Week night? Weekends? certain time of the year? 5. Do you schedule 1 or 2 guys at a time? Or just announce the door is open and take what ever comes in? 6. Any other advice?

The Couple in my life… (part 1) I met this couple online and I was chatting with one of them, true bear, fur all over, hung, beard, stocky, gorgeous. We chatted off and on for several months when he asked if I wanted to meet, of course I said yes without hesitation. They were looking for a third but he wanted to meet me alone first to get to know me before introducing me to his partner, who was a bit older but just as sexy and hot. I met him after work one evening at a local coffee place. I got there first, he walked in and he was so much hotter than in pics. We talked for a few hours and he had to take off because he had an early morning but told me he wanted to meet up again. So we made plans to meet at his office the next day and then go back to his place to have dinner and hang out, his partner was away for the week so it was cool. I met him at his office and he told me to follow him. We arrived at his house and I made sure I had my condoms packed in my wallet just in case the night went where I wanted it. He gave me a tour and there was one room he skipped over. I didn’t think much of it and then he said it was just an empty bedroom for storage. We went back downstairs and he started to prep dinner and poured some wine for us. This led to opening another bottle, and another. We were both pretty lit by the time dinner was ready. Just before dinner was ready he came over and asked what I was into, I explained I am open to anything and a bottom. He got a big grin on his face, leaned in and kissed me. We kissed for a few minutes, he pulled away and said, this will be fun. He then served up dinner and we continued talking. He asked if I was sub and replied, I can be. Then he asked if I liked enhancements, I asked what kind, he said, poppers, pot, meth, coke, I replied that I loved poppers, pot does nothing for me and I have never tried meth or coke. Are you open to trying he asked, I replied, sure. He got a big grin and said, awesome! Let’s move to the couch…. We get on the couch and start making out hard. He asks me do I like bareback and say no, I have condoms with me. He says ok and make out some more and then he tells me to get upstairs… I reply with a yes sir… He orders me to strip down then to strip him, his body is amazing, and I rub it and kiss it all over. He tells me to get on the bed on all fours and walks out of the room. He comes back and quickly slips a hood on my head. I try to fight and he just holds me down. He whispers in my ear, remember you told me you were sub, now your mine…. I just replied, yes sir. He starts to finger my hole hard, it feels like it’s getting cut up. He pulls his fingers out and shoves them in my mouth to clean them off. I oblige. Then I feel something hard against my hole, it scratches as it gets pushed in, he says, this should relax you some. I asked what the fuck are you giving me, he just leaned in and says shhhhh, its ok. Then tells me to get up on my feet. I can’t see a thing so I carefully get up and stand there; he takes my arm and starts to lead me somewhere. I allow him and don’t ask where we are going, I hear a door creak open and it’s very warm in the room and smells weird. The floor is rubbery and he leads me into the room and then turns me around and tells me to sit up into what’s behind me. I have trouble to he helps me and its cold and feels like its hanging, like a swing. He helps me adjust in the seat and then grabs my arm and I feel him handcuff it to something, and then grabs the other and does the same, then my feet are lifted and locked in place. Good boy he replies. He pulls off the hood and there is a mirror above me, I look around and see that I am in a sling. I am feeling kinda high now and getting very horny. He turns on the other lights and I see all kinds of things, dildos, whips, flogs, the room is a dungeon, this is the room he didn’t show me earlier. He walks over and kisses me, I get a full view of his cock, so not what he said, it’s bigger! And has a 000 gauge piercing. He pulls off the kiss and asks where are my condoms, I reply they were in my pants pocket, and I brought the magnums. He walks into the other room and comes back with my pants and reaches in and pulls out the sleeve of 5 condoms. He looks and me and says, were you expecting to use all these? I chuckle and say, not all of them… he laughs back and says, I’m not going to use any of them.. I look at him puzzled. He walks over to a drawer, pulls out a scissor and cuts all the condoms in half, I don’t use condoms remember, he replies. You want to be our boy then you do it the way we want. You actually will be mine to start, hence why you are here alone with me. He says, I am going to mark you as mine. Mark me? I reply, yes, I am going to fuck you all night and poz you up! I reply no way and start to squirm. Don’t worry boy, you are already on your way. Your hole is nice and raw and I plan on fucking you and dropping my loads in you all night. With that he takes a rag, dumps some poppers into it and wraps the rag around my nose, holding it in place with a ball gag in my mouth. My head starts too spin and he then puts a belt around my arm and pulls out a syringe. I see it’s filled with liquid. He wraps a rubber strap around his arm, injects some of the liquid and pulls some blood out, gives me a wink and says welcome to the family and finds a vein in my arm and inserts the needle, I watch him pull some blood, mixing his and mine together and then jams the contents into my arm. Welcome to the club baby. He pulls the needle out and releases the belt, I feel an instant rush and start to cough and I feel like I’m going to pass out. He walks around and is down by my ass, and says, you ready boy? I just start begging to be fucked. He says, good boy and rams his cock all the way in.. He starts to fuck me hard and keeps say, daddy loves my boys ass… within a few minutes he shoots a huge load in my hole. I beg for more, he just keeps fucking me, he dropped 4 loads in me in an hour. He pulls out, walks over to my head and kisses me. How is boy feeling he asks, I reply, I want more. Fuck me more I beg. He laughs, in time baby. He grabs the strap, hits me full force across my ass, and then wraps it around my arm again. He says, this will help you rest a bit, and then you will be ready for more. He gets another syringe and finds a vein and injects all the contents. He leans in and kisses me and says, get some rest baby boy, you will have a long night. He walks to the wall, getting a big butt plug and shoves it into my ass. I don’t want anything leaking out while your resting, winks and walks out. I look up and see the mirror and see myself laying there. In my haze, I look around and see cameras on the walls, I pass out. More to come……

Used to hang with this hot top Latin fucker. Was about ten years older than me but had this big beer can uncut dick I'd do anything for. He knew I liked darker guys so he used to take me to Midtowne spa in East LA to whore my hole out - bout 50% Latin, 30% black rest Asian and white, so I was in heaven Before we'd go, he'd strap me into this gasmask that had a hole in the front just large enough for a pipe. On the ride over he'd shove a pipe in the hole, lit it up and laughed as he watched the mask fill up with so much smoke I couldn't see. He'd keep my flying all the way making me play with my hard dick. When we got there I'd strip and he take me down to the basement. The place was huge - five full floors and the basement was where the pigs hung out. The basement was almost pitch back and in the back, around the corner there was an old mattress on the floor. There was a dim light above and one wall lined in mirrors. He'd forced me on the mattress face down, blindfold me and tie me spreadeagled down to the rings placed on the four corners. He lubed my hole up and then with his massive hand shove a couple of huge bumps up my begging hole - and then he'd leave heading up stairs to fuck some hole. There I lay, hole gaping and waiting. High horny dudes would walk in, breed and use my hole all day long. Every hour or so my dude would wander back and check up on me. He wanted my hole deep seeded raw, so when he saw condoms next the mattress he grab them up and empty each open deep up up my ass - along with another big bump. This would continue for hours until he wanted to go. Then he walk all through each floor, gathering up every condom he could find on the floor and in the trash. He'd walk down with 30 or 40 used loads in his hand and one by one empty them up my ass. My hole was loose at his point his hand slipped in easily and he fisted those cum loads deep until I was begging for his own load. He climbed on and gave me the one breeding I was beGGin for all day. This continued almost every month for a year and then he moved away

Note: Parts of this story are quite true, although the names and locations have been changed. Part One: A bit about myself, I grew up in the Deep South in a very religious household. The day that I turned 18 I came out to my parents (making damn sure there was no chance of a trip to the "pray the gay away " camp). My father, being a deacon in the Baptist Church and a pillar of the community promptly told me to leave. Fortunately, my grandparents were more understanding and allowed me to stay with them until I finished high school. It was during this four month period that I made my first trip to Atlanta and managed to get into a gay bar with a fake ID. Now mind you, this was before the internet was around (1994) commonly, so simply finding a gay bar was a challenge, much less driving three hours each way to go to one. But my rock hard teen dick thought I was up to the task. I managed to convince my grandparents that I was going to see some cousins in another area of the state and left for Atlanta right after school that Friday in February. When I got to Atlanta at 7 that evening it took me another hour to find the bar I was looking for (the name starts with an "E"). I had no idea what to expect, which when I got there wasn't much considering that it was only 8 on a Friday night, but I presented my ID to the doorman, who I'm sure knew was fake, and was let in. I finally worked up enough courage to ask for a beer and then asked the bartender about the crowd. Looking me up and down, he replied "Should be busy later," and left it at that. That "later" never seemed to come. Bored out of my mind, I struck up a conversation with an older gentleman who quickly figured out that I was new meat and totally innocent. He convinced me to wait, and gruffly told me to quit looking at guys directly into their eyes unless I planned on going home with them later. So I waited, and sure enough about 11 the place started to get packed. I was like a kid in a candy shop! So many hot guys, like nothing I had ever experienced before, many of them in leather. I scanned the scene, and two guys, prolly not much older really caught my eyes. They were wearing leather head to toe, both were about my size at 6'2 and around 200 pounds. But holy fuck, it was clear they were built like a brick shit house. Working up my courage, and aided by the few beers I'd had, I walked over to talk to them. The dark haired guy was named Rocky and the blonde was Alex. They were both city boys from Atlanta and were intrigued by this innocent looking Alabama farm kid. We exchanged small talk, and noticing that I was out of beer, Alex asked if I wanted another. Five minutes later he shows up with not only three beers for us, but shots as well. Coming from a dry county, and from a family that never even had liquor in the house, this was really going to put me over the top, but I partook anyhow. After a bit, Rocky looked at me and asked if I wanted to hit the dance floor. I answered back with something about "not knowing how." I didn't want to be the dead weight, so I decided to go outside to the patio for some air. Not five minutes later, they were both out with me. " I'm just nervous, since this is the first time I've ever been in a gay bar" I explained. "You're not 21 either, are you?" Asked Rocky. I affirmed that his assumption was correct. "Here, I have something that will help you to relax" he said, handing me an ecstasy pill. Not knowing what it was, and being so nervous and naive, I took the whole thing. Suddenly, the lights were going up and I realized it must be closing time. Fuck, where had the time gone? I was experiencing feeling like I never had before, every touch sent shivers through me. Then that little voice in the back of my head went, "Oh shit, I am fucked up, I have no hotel room, and what the fuck am I gonna do?" So, I ran up to Rocky and Alex, both of whom quickly surmised that the farm kid needed somewhere to stay for the night. Little did I know this had been the plan for them all along. "Sure, you can crash with us, but we have to make a stop on the way home first." Not much I could do but agree. We walked to their car, with both assuring me that my truck would be fine over night, and left. While Alex drove, Rocky offered me a few hits off of a joint to help me calm down a bit from the E. We drove for what seemed like forever in my warped drug-hazed mind, but it was in reality no more that fifteen minutes and stopped at a rather large house. "Wanna come with us, or sit out in the cold?" Rocky asked. I decided to come in. Damn, this place was nice...I sat with Alex in the living room while Rocky went with the guy, who was pretty damn hot to be old enough to be my father. A few minutes later Rocky came back with the guy, nodded to Alex and we left. When we got to their place, a rather cramped apartment, they threw some porn on the TV on got comfortable. I was a bit nervous to say the least... Sensing my nervousness, Alex asked if I wanted to smoke another joint. Nodding to him, he handed me a whole joint and told me to relax. After four or five hits and ten minutes had gone by, I was stoned off my ass. Both Alex and Rocky were jerking their cocks by this point. Rocky was a nice eight inches and average thickness, but holy shit, Alex was a solid ten inches and as thick as a beer can. I couldn't keep my eyes off them. "Boy seems to like cock" Alex said to Rocky, "Yeh, but does he know what to do with one?" Rocky responded. Rocky told me to get down and give him head. I did the best I could, but there was no way I could blow him and not gag, but damnit, I wanted that cock so bad. "Should we get him the special boy medicine?" I heard Alex say, "Fuck yeh, I think this pig is eager to learn." Rocky responded. Rocky told me to stand up and a minute later Alex returned with a glass pipe. Rocky told me that some guys who are just starting out sometimes need some help to reach their potential. "Do you want some help?" "Sure," I responded. "Hold the stem and when you see some smoke coming from the hole start to inhale on the pipe, and I want you to take four big hits." I nodded with eager anticipation. After the third hit I felt like every hair on my body was standing on end. By the time I exhaled the fourth hit, I was in heaven. Rocky and Alex sat back down, both stroking their cocks slowly, with some nice beads of pre-cum leaking out. Rocky motioned for me to come back over and get between his legs, which I eagerly did. "Now get back down and slobber on that cock like you fucking mean it," he said. I went straight for the root, non-stop. Seconds later it dawned on me that I was deep throating another dude balls deep and loving it. About five minutes later I heard Alex say that he thought I was ready for more. "Get up and follow Alex," which I reluctantly did. I was sort of surprised at how fast I had taken to cock sucking, but didn't realize how fucked up I was, nor that I was about to get a lot more fucked up. Alex led me to the bathroom and showed me how to use the enema kit, "I don't want no shit on my cock, bro" and told me to holler when the bag was empty. After 3 clean outs, the bag was empty and so was I, so I hollered for Alex to come back. I was expecting a towel but instead he brought a half gallon of syrupy golden brown liquid and refilled the bag. "On your knees" he told me. Quickly complying, I felt the nozzle going much deeper in me than I had gone before. "Gonna run this whole bag into ya bro, gonna feel a slight burn, but it'll help ya get ready for later. Don't let it out until I tell ya." With that he opened the clamp and walked out. Holy shit was I getting uncomfortable from the burn and the fullness. Then, like a ton of bricks hit me I was sweating like I was in a desert and fuck I was feeling even better than before if that was even possible. A few minutes later, both Rocky and Alex returned. "Holy fuck, that is one fucked up pig boy," said Rocky. I was so spun I couldn't see straight. Alex removed the nozzle, "Stand up and push that out," he said. Standing wasn't going to happen without some serious help. Both guys got me up and I pushed the chem piss out while Alex reloaded the bag with water. This time Rocky stayed with me and helped to get the chem piss cleaned out. He handed me a jock, "really oughta cover that shriveled boy clit ya got there up." That was when I realized my dick was literally the smallest I think I had ever seen it. Normally, hard it was a solid seven inches, but he'll tonight, go all nights, it had gone on vacation. On the way to their bedroom, Rocky explained to me that sometimes when a guy takes medicine to overcome his fears, it puts his dick to sleep, "But don't worry, you won't need it anyway." I crawled into bed while Alex and Rocky watched. Alex put some extra pillows under my head and crawled behind me, "Give me your ankles," he said. Rocky lined his cock up to my hole, and with nothing but some spit for lube, was balls deep in an instant. I was in pain, but loving every minute of it. He was patient and took his time, taking a good half hour to nut in my formerly virgin ass. Alex wasn't, he used Rocky's cum for lube and rammed it home as hard and fast as he could. It only took him five minutes or so to nut. Looking up at Rocky, he said, "I think the boy has some potential for dad," "Oh hell yeh" was Rock's reply. I had no idea what they were talking about. I was too mesmerized by the constant leakage of my cock. Rocky looked down, saw me playing with and grabbed my hand. "Let it leak, that's all a t dick is good for anyway, and besides its hot" he said. Grabbing a butt plug, Alex plugged me and they left me to rest for a bit.

My natural father was a sexual deviate. I refer to him as my Natural father or sperm donor since I have had no contact since I was 7. My step father was the one who raised me and my siblings. I have been told that during divorce proceedings he confessed to have fucked at least 3 dozen women in the short 6 years my parents were married, they got divorced when I was 3. He was a terrible father in that he didn’t want boys per se and treated me and my brothers like shit, on the verge of mental and physical abuse. Lucky for us we were too young to really remember but the scars are deep and hidden beneath layers of socialization issues. But I digress, I say he was a sexual deviate because he was always horny, probably why I have a high sex drive as well. He confessed that on their wedding night when he supposedly had gone out to get cigarettes he actually went out and picked up on a whore and plowed her before getting blown by a male hustler in an ally on the way back to the motel. He then came back to the motel and screwed my mother twice before falling asleep, only to wake up with a full erection and fuck mom three more times before breakfast. I’m sure you can get the gist of my description of my sperm donor, but he also fooled around all during the time they were married. I remember one incident from my toddlerhood where he had come home from work with a broken hand, supposedly caught in a car door, later in life I learned the real reason his hand was slammed in the door ad that was that the boy who he had been watching for one of his affairs a teenager, had been giving him blow jobs when his mom was out and then watching and getting jealous when he observer my sperm donor and his mom getting kinky and performing anal sex. In his rage the next time they stopped by my sperm donor’s work he slammed my SD hand in the car door. My SD was a sexual deviate but somehow avoided knocking up any of his affairs. He wasn’t so lucky after the divorce and ended up having a shot gun wedding to a gal he ended up knocking up, he ended up having 3 sons with that woman before moving onto his third wife whom he had another four children so in his lifetime he managed to produce eleven children legitimately and who know how many bastard children are out there. For the purpose of this tale however I will focus on his later children in his last mating he produced 2 girls and two boys. I was in my late twenties when I decided to research my linage I not only wanted to find out where I came from but also was curious about my half siblings and whether they turned out ok. Now I knew my paternal grandfather was a Mormon from Utah. So after inputting his name into the LDS registry I discovered that my ancestry went way back into the late 1600’s and my ancestors had traveled from Kentucky to Utah via Arizona and Illinois. But my search wouldn’t go forward I knew my Sperm donor had been a bit of a black sheep so I figured he had been removed from the church records. I began using a on-line genealogy site and had soon constructed a really nice tree but it had a missing link. I searched death and marriage records as well as birth documents and suddenly the picture had become to come clearer. I had found my lost father and his family living in southwest Utah where my Sperm donor had died due to heart problems (most likely from all the STD’s he ended up contraction from Whores and hustlers) but his family was still located in Arizona. I had two half-brothers and I had their names as well as my two half-sisters. I dug a little deeper and found my 3 half-brothers from his second marriage as well. I now knew the names and ages of my half siblings what to do next. I was content at the time to have just the information and the knowledge of their existence. One day fate stepped in and I was in a position of actually talking to the youngest of the boys. I had taken a day off to relax and do some spring cleaning around the house when the doorbell rang. I peeked out the peep hole and saw 2 Mormon missionaries standing on my porch. I was bored so I opened the door, what the heck I could have some fun taunting these two lovely specimens of clueless youth. I invited them in and they began explaining their mission and began telling me about the book of Mormon. I had heard it before as I had begun being raised Mormon before my parents shifted over to Baptist. I had a strange feeling though as they went on with their lessons, the one boy who was about 19 seemed kind of familiar so I asked where he was from and he replied he was from Arizona. He also had the right name of my youngest half-brother so as they began to get nervous about my inquiries I mentioned I had used the LDS family to try and find my lost family members. Jonathan the one I was interested in said that was cool and did I have any success and I told them that I had indeed tracked the names and approximate locations down and when I mentioned the town that my half siblings were last surveyed in via the US census, Jonathan perked up and looked surprised as that was the town he was from. I asked him about his surname and he responded that it was against church policy to give out that information so I volunteered some information about my original surname to see if he recognized it. He not only recognized it he was almost in tears with a dumbfounded look on his face. Fate had brought us together after all these years. I gave him my information and asked if he’d like to go to dinner with me some night and we could get to know each other. This where fate gets kind of strange, Jonathan called me the next day and said he spoke with his stake elders and got permission to meet up with me for dinner to discuss our lives and etc. he asked if one of his fellow missionaries could come along to witness this reunion and monitor for the church to make sure everything was on the up and up. I said sure as I had no hidden agenda. Little did I know but my little half-brother and his missionary brother did. I picked up the pair at an apartment down the street from my house and took them to a mid-level family restaurant in the area. We talked for a bit had a good dinner and the other missionary (he wasn’t he one who had come with Jonathan originally) said that he thought moving the conversation to my house would be appropriate since my usual taking someone to the bars next wouldn’t work here, I was still in awe about meeting Jonathan not to mention that the two families both lived in the same town and kept in communication with each other, so Jon was able to fill me in on all the family gossip. I started asking how my other half sibling’s had turned out and Jon began skirting the issues, I was getting suspicious that Jon was trying to hide something. Jon asked for a glass of juices and when I went to get it in the kitchen he followed me. I poured the glass and placed the jug back in the refrigerator and when I turned around Jon kissed me full on the lips. I pushed him away and retorted what was he doing. He responded that he knew when I invited him in the other day That I was gay and it didn’t matter to him because so was he and two of my other half-brothers, he didn’t give me all the details but indicated they were a very close tight knit band of brothers (wink) He approached me again and began messaging my nipples through my polo and I was gone and he began making out with me again after a couple minutes I pushed him away and blurted what about the elder in the living room? He said don’t work that they had been fooling around at the apartment when the others went out on mission walks, and he stated that he had told elder tom where to find my porn which should keep him occupied for a while. I was shocked, not displeased but shocked that these two hot missionaries were in fact using the missionary position on each other. Jon began nibbling on my earlobes and neck and I melted into my 19 year old brothers arms he led me to my bedroom and undressed me and then licked every inch of my body doing a great job on my cock and balls and working his way to my hole which he took extra care to slobber up and get it nice and loose. He had inherited our father’s big cock and sex drive just like me we kissed some more I tasting my ball and ass crack sweat on his tongue. He worked his way back down my body before lifting my legs onto his shoulders and positioning his cock head at the entrance to my love canal. You sure about this he asked, You want to recombine our DNA’s I nodded and he began the inward journey into my private most place I felt him bump up against my prostate before burying more cock in my ass he reached my inner ring of muscle and paused with only 2/3 of his cock in me he pressed a bit and I could feel the ring open to give him passage. He hit bottom and his scrotum banged into my ass cheeks he gyrated his hips and I could feel him piston in and out in short strokes he then started taking longer strokes and pulling almost all the way out then in again I could feel him pulse in me and I knew it wouldn’t be long I was dripping gobs of precum and he began using it to lubricate my cock he jerked me to the brink and stopped hilted his cock and asked once again if I wanted our DNA’s to combine I said ye s and he then began a hard assault on my ass and cock. We shoot almost simultaneously him feeling my gut with his juice and me spraying our chest and bellies with what I would later find out was my last Neg load. You are of the brother hood is what he whispered into my ear (To be continued – What to do with a horny missionary)

I'm still fresh on this site so still reading through the posts etc. I agree with Wood above, being half black myself I can comment from experience. Most of my friends are black & in discussions they've talked about getting turned off when white guys make reference to their 'chocolate' skin during sex (or before). As I'm half white I'm not as dark as most of my friends & don't usually get the same reference, but a few times its happened & I immediately lost my hard on & ended the hook up. Not saying there aren't some black guys out there that may enjoy it, but from personal experience most find it offensive & uncomfortable.

Thanks for the tips. I had thought about the fear of getting items stolen. I figured that I'd lock up everything I the trunk of the car but poppers, lube (for those that insist), and clothes. I have a disposable phone number that would work for Text messages.. Great advice Awesome! I hope you get loads from all 70 guys! Thanks for the tip on BBRT. I may post on there, but a little worried about it as my husband is on that site too..but I haven't yet told him of the hotel night plans.

Just got home from breeding a guy i met through Craigs List. He is from out of town. He asked me to get there with lube and condoms. I never carry either of them. I just went to see him. ended up breeding his hole without any complaints. I also peed in his hole right afterr. He felt it and asked me what i was doing and i said filling his hole was not enough, i need to wash it out. I emptied my whole bladder in that hole. I could feel that hot liquid pouring out. After making a big mess on the bed and in his hole i just got up, got dressed and left. Sad part is i never knew his name. Love a fuck like that.

The top is Mark Sergeant. Those scenes were very hot, and wish they would do more like that. The performer "Glenn" on ChaosMen also does internals where you can see his dick spasming like crazy (very hot!), but he always starts outside the hole and then puts it in.

Part 4 I had become addicted to anonymous sex. I spent the day in the store just watching the clock until closing time and my work began to suffer. When it was time to go, there would always be a couple of men hanging around outside the toilet, often new faces as word got around that a piggy twink was on offer. I'd go into the toilet and three or four more would be waiting for me. They'd draw me in, kissing me with their sloppy lips as eager fingers undid my belt. I would ask for poppers, allowing the aromas to sweep away my inhibitions as they dragged my trousers and underwear down, bent me over, smeared vaseline into my hole and the first eager pig slid into me. And there was always the guy in the green bomber jacket, stroking my head, urging me on. Sometimes he'd bend over beside me, arm over my shoulder, kissing me as we were both fucked. When they'd had enough and I was allowed to stand up, spunk dripping down my thighs, the green bomber jacket man would guide me gently into his spunk-lubed, slack cunt and I would thrust and thrust until I felt my balls tighten and the delicious moment of release, shooting deep inside him. Once, I went out at lunchtime, unable to wait until evening, hoping someone would be there to play. I passed an old man and a girl with a baby in a push-chair. Classic grandfather type, white hair, portly and wearing blazer and slacks. I stopped to buy some cigarettes, and saw her go into the small supermarket. There was no sign of grandad. I hurried eagerly up the path to the toilet, and as I went inside I heard two sounds which made my heart pound and my cock stiffen. The wet, churning slap of fucking and a low groan of pleasure. I went round the screen wall, levering my erection out of my pants and saw grandad bending over with his trousers down, holding up the tails of his blazer and being fucked in the arse by a greasy- haired, ugly looking guy in a boiler suit and rubber boots, who I recognised as the toilet attendant. They both saw me at the same time. It was comic to see their surprised, fearful wide-eyes and grandad trying to stand up and then seeing my cock and relaxing again, bending low as the man fucked him. I went over and he eagerly sucked my cock as I stroked his thinning grey hair. The toilet attendent gave me a lop-sided grin as he gripped the old man's fleshy hips and drove into the fat white arse. His boiler suit was open at the front and he was naked beneath. As he thrust back and forth, I noticed a tattoo of a scorpion on his hip and another symbol above his cock like the ones you see in hospitals on containers for disposing dressings. Strange, I thought, and determined to ask him what they were for. He was pumping furiously now and then he grunted loudly, shook and spasmed, and shot his load into the old man. After he'd pulled out, grandad dug some tissues out of a pocket and wiped the spunk and lube off his arse and grinned at me. "Sorry, lad" He whispered." I'd love to take you too, but my grandaughter is waiting. Another time, eh?" He dressed, winked at me and went off to meet her, a picture of respectability. The attendent offered me his dripping, flabby cock. "Want to clean it off?" Eagerly I dropped to my knees, licking the cum and lube from it and drawing it into my mouth. "I recognise you," He said."The pig that comes here most nights for a good fucking. I come after work to see what I can get. You're the twink's got eveyone in pig heaven!" I let his cock fall from my lips. "Have you fucked me, then?" He laughed. "Oh, yeah! I've given you three strong loads the last couple of weeks!" I felt my cock twitch in excitement. "Nice," I said. and continued sucking his stiffening cock. "By the way, these are great tattoos but why do you have a biohazard one.....?"

I woke up... Not in my room… I am at the Viking’s house… King-size bed… Linen…. Nice warm comforter… Puffy pillows… He is sleeping next to me… A light snoring… close to a whisper. I like it… His body is spooning next to mine. He kept me warm, he kept me safe, he kept me his… That’s OK. The beast in me is fed. After whoring my ass in the 212 bath house deluxe room and collecting 23 loads and 5 slams he had said: “I can leave you here. On your knees like the whore you are… Getting even more loads… adding lines of marker of your back… or you can come with me, obeying my orders and be my boy until I release you from my keep…. You have 30 seconds to decide”. It only took me three seconds to decide. “I will come with you Sir”. “Good. We go to my house. It is a test. If you steal from me I will know. If you do not behave with respect to my property you will be punished. If you try to harm me in any way I will kill you. And… I don’t fuck slam whores in my bed… You will sleep… I will sleep… maybe I’ll touch you… I may caress you… but I won’t fuck you. Not in my bed.” We went to the showers together… Same stall under the running water… he helped me clean by rubbing my back from the marker’s prints… 23 lines… “Clean your ass… I do not want your ass leaking diseased cum. I will wait for you at the counter. I will call for a cab. Don’t make me wait.” I cleaned my ass… It was sore. The ass lips swollen… soft, but nice. Cum, lube, piss and water coming out from my hole… until I was clean… I must confess I was tired from the fucking and the slams… I checked my veins on my arms. The marks were there… My war medals from the last 36 hours… My heroic statement… I did good… He should have been proud.. I was a very well behaved chem slut. Didn’t lose my manners even after 5 slams… I didn’t mumble nonsense… On the contrary his orders were usually “Don’t hide in silence… Talk to me…” And I talked… And I said everything… hmmmm… almost everything… and he seemed to understand… Probably because he could sense that I understood him as well… But when he told me he wanted to take me back to his house I have to say that he took me by surprise… I am used to be left alone in the a bathhouse room to wipe with the towel, or leaning on a tree at the park with my ass leaking from some stranger’s cum to put my trousers back on, alone again, or on a chair in a porn theater taking a handkerchief and wipe the cum from my moustache, alone but not lonely… Because these are the rules of engagement.. You do what you have to do… you get fucked, you fuck, you take cum, you seed the whore, but… when the deed is done you leave… Alone. No prisoners taken. It is not a date. It is a fuck encounter. In a sauna you do not ask for a boyfriend material. You do not go hunting the slings to find your husband… You hardly want to see the face again of the man who saw the beast in you… Well sometimes you do… Sometimes you hope he will tell you “Can I get your number?” or “Can I see you again?” but I am not that kind of guy... I usually run… hide myself in my silence…. My boxes are so well organized… No room for leaks. Sex is sex. Work is work. Boyfriend material is found in a Concert House. Fuck buddies are found when I am hanging on a sling. Slam buddies are the secret garden of my existence. I know how to control my boxes, how to make clear borders and territories… where they start and where they end… Linen sheets in a double bed demand respect. So I know the importance of respecting Sir’s limits and expectations when he asked me to come and crush at his place. In his blue grey eyes when he was pushing the needle with the chems in my arms, or when he was seeding my ass, or when he let others to breed me with sperm, or when he was marking my back with lines I felt he cared, some other times I saw contempt… some other times I even saw respect… but what I saw was not enough to expect his proposal to share the sleep… In my poor slutty mind, sharing the sleep is the ultimate test… I can let others fuck me, breed me, slam me, piss in me, but I am in that Box…. The Box of the Cum Slut… The territory is known … I know what to expect and what is expected by a slam whore like me… But sleep in a stranger’s bed whom I met few hours ago? In his own bed? That is an unknown territory… The intimacy is a land where I do not visit often. It is tricky… Because when you wake up you become a man with identity. You have to say where you are from … what kind of job you do… the hobbies and the whole nine yard agenda that make us human. And to be human after 23 marks in your back, 7 slams and a face of a still hungry beast is another Box… Yes… there is always a price we pay for the borders and the territories… Do I want to know who he is? Am I going to be disappointed by who he really is… Is he going to be disappointed by the real ME? He opened his eyes… He caught me staring at him… The blue grey Viking eyes penetrating my soul. “Do not look at me when I am not looking at you… Do not try to predict… and do not try to read me… Do you understand?” “Yes sir” I said… “I need to piss. Follow me…” He got up from the bed. Loved the way he walked over the wooden floor… Big bathroom…. White marble and big mirrors… led me to the shower… “Put some soap in your ass…” I did… and then leaned over the marble… The position of a whore… I am well trained… My ass lips were swollen from the fucking of the previous hours so I must confess it was not easy to receive his cockhead at the very first seconds… And he was big… he was thick .. he was uncut… and fully erect… But I am a piss whore… A cumslut… I was not going to complain. All over the mirrors our reflection… two beasts connecting. Me, offering my hole … Him, with closed eyes concentrating and then losing his blender in my ass… Hot piss… I started feeling a slight buzz… chem piss… my kind of breakfast. He started piss fucking me… Noises of piss escaping my ass… He seemed to enjoy it … Didn’t need poppers… didn’t need anything… Just his chem piss and the sight of our mating from the bathroom mirrors… “Now, look at me fucking you under the light…. I give you the permission… And look at yourself… No dark rooms… no sauna slings… Look yourself in the mirror… A chem slut… A piss whore… That’s who you are… And now concentrate just in you.. not me… Do not look at me… I am just a cock in your ass… No more, no less… Look at you and only you… Damn, you are still tight… I am close to give you another poz load… Look at yourself… you hold too much… you ask for release and then you built walls and fucking defenses… I should have left you in that fucking basement…” And he kept on fucking… telling me about what he has planned for me. About the room where he plays with the sling and the fuck bench, the new Tina he ordered… about the double slams he was going to prep for my veins… and the guests he has already invited to arrive in a few hours And he kept on fucking… And I saw myself in the bathroom mirror… piss squishing, escorted by his cum… deep in my inner walls… music in my ears indeed… And I thought… “Yes, I am safe… I am still in the same Box… The same border… the same territory…”

Part 2 I scurried home, my mind a whirl of emotion. In my room, I stripped down and looked at myself in the mirror, staring at my cock which had been inside a man's arse for the first time. The next day, I couldn't concentrate at work. I felt something had changed and I was at a crossroads - did I move up and on into some kind of career, or did I descend into depravity? Later, after the store closed, I went out into the dusk. The light was on in the toilet and before I knew it, I had walked up the path and gone inside. There were several men there standing at the urinals, including the stocky guy in the green bomber jacket. He grinned when he saw me, and elbowed his neighbour. They turned and stared at me, and I felt my heart flip as I sensed they had been waiting for me! They were an ugly bunch, four or five middle aged men, some thin and wasted looking, the others overweight and unattractive. All of them had their flies open, and hard-ons pointed in my direction. They drew me in and I felt hands on my body and arse as eager cocks were shoved into my fingers. The stocky guy got to his knees, undid my belt and dragged my trousers and pants down. I felt a moments panic and uncertainty, then his mouth closed around my shaft and I groaned in pleasure. Someone tried to kiss me, the mouth wet and rubbery and smelling of stale tobacco. At first I was repelled, but then his tongue squirmed into my mouth and I felt desire and a dirty, guilty pleasure. The guy in the green bomber stopped sucking me, stood up and bent forward, his pale buttocks bared and inviting. A thin guy with mousy hair and sunken cheeks dropped his trousers and a long, thin erection sprang up from his pot-belly. He guided it between the up raised buttocks, and the stocky man groaned as it slid into him. I watched the sagging bottom of the thin man swaying backwards and forwards and my throat went dry with excitement. Someone started to push a brown bottle under my nose. It smelt strong and made my head swim. "What's that...?" I gasped, feeling my body melting and my nervousness disappear. "Poppers, mate." Growled the man. "Makes you sexy, don't it?" Someone pushed me forward and I took a thick cock, slimey with precum into my mouth. It tasted so good, and the fingers feeling my arsehole felt so sexy. Someone laughed and the bottle was pushed under my nose. "That's a good boy! Let yourself go." From the corner of my eye, I saw the thin man shaking and gasping as he came in the stocky guy, and when he pulled out some sperm dripped onto the tiled floor. I was weak and dizzy and sexy all at the same time and I knew I was putting myself in danger, losing control amongst these man, but I was also discovering how submissive I was and when they bent me over I could only rest my hands on the tiles in surrender. The stocky guy in the green bomber jacket came and stroked my head and whispered. "Good, I thought you'd come back. Relax and enjoy yourself, enjoy your new life." I saw him reach behind his body and finger his arsehole until his hand was dripping with cum. Suddenly he smeared it into my hole and slid a finger inside me. "The best kind of lube." He said."Okay boys - who's first?

In my work office building there is a family restroom, completely private and locks from the inside. I have had several guys on bbrt, meet them there for a quick pump n dump. I always like it when someone grabs the handle to open the door while I am getting fucked. It's quite convenient, I can get a load in less than 10 minutes and go back to work with a smile on my face and a load in my ass!

Yeah I'm just about over and done with this forum. Yeah its nice to openly discuss sexual stuff, but the stuff that matters hardly gets discussed. The rest of it is (likely) internet fantasy from people that IMO probably only do 1/10th of what they say the do. That's one of the reasons I don't discuss my personal sex life on here, I don't need to, I just do it. It gets really old, especially when replies end up being shit like "YEAH MAN JUST GET POZZED, THE BUG IS GREAT"

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

I had just broken up with my boyfriend of two years and it had been three months since I last had gotten laid. Not surprisingly I was feeling very horny. I went on line and cruised the normal sites, and readily enough connected with an older guy on Manunt. His profile sounded hot, but he had no pictures. I asked him why he had no pictures on his profile and he let me know that due to his profession he did not want any pictures of himself on line. He listed himself as 29, 6’2”, 175 pounds, blond hair and blue eyes (this compared to my age at 20, height of 5’9”, 135 pounds, brown hair and eyes). He told me his name was Andy and also let me know that he was really shy at first. It all sounded good to me and he sounded real good so we made plans to hook up. I got his address and headed on over. When I arrived I knocked on the door and a cute stud greeted me. He looked better then his description on his profile. He invited me in and I wasted no time in making my move and leaned in to kiss him. He reciprocated and before too long we had our clothing off and I had his 9.5 inch cock down my throat. Before too long he pulled me off and we kissed again before he took my dripping 7 inch tool in his mouth. He didn’t seem shy any more to me and before I knew it he had his tongue burried in my smooth ass hole. He got my hole nice and wet and when he came up to kiss me again he had hit cock right at my entrance. He held me tight and kissed me deep and before I knew it, his rock hard cock was slipping into my ass. I tried to break the kiss and ask if he slid on a condom. He held me so tight I couldn’t even reach down to feel if he had one on. But it felt so good I let it go and enjoyed the fuck. He got a good rhythm going and I moaned loudly into his kiss. He finally broke off my mouth to nibble on my neck as he continued to fuck me like I had not been fucked in a long time. Man did this stud know how to fuck and did he have stamina. The longest I had ever been fucked before this was 30 minute before the guy shot his load and we were done, but this guy fucked me for a solid hour and showed no signs of slowing down. I looked into his eyes as he just kept on fucking me, slowly picking up the pace and at times slowing down to make sure we were both enjoying it. The sweat was driping off our bodies and it felt as if no end was in sight. After nearly two hours of non-stop fucking he said to me that was the first time a stranger knocked on his door, start kissing him and they ended-up fucking. I was a little surprised by what he said and I replied "you invited me over, Andy." He responded with a quizzical look, saying his name was David not Andy. He held still inside me and we just stared at each other. I then told him about the encounter on Manhunt and that I was given this address to come over to meet Andy. He asked what the address was and I told him. He told me that I was in the wrong bulding. After two hours of incredible fucking I didn’t care. We laughed and he just said to me, well I’ve given you four loads and you haven’t complained yet. I replied "here I am at the wrong address, getting fucked by a stranger, you’ve given me four loads of your sperm and you don’t hear me complaining." He then started to pound me without mercy and this time he let me know when he delivered load number five in my well used hole. As we laid there catching our collective breaths I was wondering why he never put a condom on. He told me that he thought I knew him from some where and that he’s had guys come over to get gifted by him. Gifted was a new term to me, I figured it meant fucked but his gifted tool and ability. I was now hoping to get my turn to fuck him, but then I learned he was a total top. Just my luck. He said he needed to pee and as he got up I noticedhe had a tatoo on the small of his back. It was a tattoo of the biohazard symbol. It looked really cool and in my naivety was not aware of its true meaning. After a few hours of fucking and the wonderful feeling he gave me, I decided not to try and find the correct address. Instead I exchanged phone number with David and made plans to meet up again real soon. It wasn’t until a week later when I was telling a friend of mine about the entire encounter and the tattoo. My buddy asked if I asked the guy his stats. I told him that I had not, that the time was so intense and felt so right that I just went with the flow and enjoyed it. My friend informed me that the biohazard tattoo may have indicated that this guy was HIV+. I felt like I was punched in the gut and all of a sudden felt as if I was going to be sick and sick is what happened. I got the flu really bad and called David. He came right over and took care of me. I somehow asked him what his HIV status was. He didn’t have to tell me, the look on his face said it all. He said he thought I had been 'in the know' given our conversation about the gift and the biohazard tattoo. He went on suggesting that, by the looks of the flu I was experiencing, I probably had it too. It was strange, I was not scared or worried 'cause David seemed so caring. We just smiled at each other and he made plans to take me for an HIV test. I just told him to kiss me and as soon as I was better he was too fuck me as much as possible.

"Tend to" means I didn't mean that to be a blanket statement. There are guys like you who don't have them. And I'm glad you don't. Life is enjoyed much more that way.

I think that, were HIV to be only a first world problem, that would be the case. However when you look at the number of people in Africa that have HIV and the impact it is having on them, we in the first world are the outliers and not the statistical norm. Thus drug companies are not really focused at curing us in the first world, but instead those in the third world, and that is what provides the impetus for the pharmaceutical firms to try and find a cure. Personally I think there will be a cure, and there will be one fairly soon. However at that point HIV will be just another STD and treated as such. To answer the OP, sure, some people will refrain from getting treatment, much as people refrain from getting things fixed today. But normatively speaking, the bulk of people will just get it sorted at the clinic. And if they continue barebacking (as I and other people would) then they would just catch it again. What would potentially be more interesting, and more relevant with regard to the spirit of the OP, would be that if they developed a one time only cure. So if you caught it again, you'd be both literally and figuratively fucked. But even then, I can't imagine that they will get rid of HIV in Africa with a one time only pill. The problem there is too pervasive already for that.

Fucking Justin Justin and I quickly went from sitting and kissing on his bed to me laying on top of him as we kissed and our hardening cocks ground against each other through our clothes. I reached down between us a pulled his shirt up. I broke the kiss to slide his shirt off and tossed it onto the floor. Justin responded and pulled my shirt off and it quickly joined his on the floor. My eyes wandered over Justin’s torso, admiring his smooth torso. His hands played over my chest and down my abs, fingers following my happy trail to the button of my shorts. His fingers fumbled with the button and zipper, but soon had them undone. I lifted my crotch off his, and he slid my shorts down my legs. I kicked off my shorts, then resting my weight on my knees, I undid his jeans. Justin lifted up his hips and I slid his jeans and boxers down in one swift motion. His cock was rock hard and nestled in his bushy brown pubes were two nicely sized balls. I licked his nipples and slowly worked my way down his torso till I was inhaling the musky smell from his cock and balls. I licked his cock before taking both his nuts into my mouth and giving them a good tonguing. As I licked his balls, I slid his jeans and boxers off and tossed them to the floor. With his legs now free, I spread them slightly and worked my way down to his near virgin pucker. He went wild as my tongue worked around his hole, and then slowly into him. Justin was soon moaning from my tongue fucking his hole, and he grabbed his ankles, spreading his legs wide to give me easier access to his now spit soaked hole. While I continued to fuck him with my tongue, I began to add a finger into the mix. He really loved it, and was begging me to never stop. My other hand reached down and pulled my cock out of the pouch of my jockstrap. Now that his hole was lubed up with my spit and loosened from my fingers, it was time to slide my dripping toxic cock into that neg hole. As I moved up, I spent a few minutes on his cock, sucking and licking his 6 cut inches and making him moan again from my oral skills. With a pop, his cock fell out of my mouth and I moved up his body, kissing his stomach and nipples before I kissed him on the mouth as my cock lined up with his hole. “Can I be the first to fuck you raw?” I asked him as the head of my cock pressed against his entrance. “Please,” Justin said “Help me become a cumslut like you.” My cock pulsed at the idea, and the head easily slid in. I went back to kissing him as I slowly worked all 7 inches into his hole, the first bare cock he had ever taken. As my balls hit his ass, Justin moaned into my mouth. I slowly began to slide in and out of his hole, each stroke there was less resistance as my precum and his ass juices provided lubrication for the fuck. Once I felt he was ready, I really began to fuck him, pounding in and out of his hole, sometimes sliding all the way out to punch back in. “Fuck Tom, This is the best sex I have ever had! You feel so good inside me, if this is how it feels all the time bare, then I am never going back to condoms. FUCK!” Justin said as I rose up to really pound on his hole. “Bare feels the best, and you will know for sure when Ryan and Dave fuck us later.” I replied. “I’d rather just stay here with your cock in me all day.” “But we both need some Daddy dick to really sate us both. I’m getting close, want me to shoot it in you, give you some cum lube for them?” “Yea, fill me up with your cum Tom, shoot it all in me!” I began to thrust deep into Justin as his hand moved to his cock and began to jack himself off. A few minutes later, I pushed as deep into him as I could and unloaded my toxic cum deep into his ass. As my cock fired volley after volley of tainted seed into his no longer virgin to HIV ass, Justin moaned and shot a huge load of neg cum all over his face and chest. I leaned down and began to lick his seed off his face and swallowed most of what I licked up. After I licked the last few remnants of his load off his body, and my cock popped out of his ass, I kissed him and fed him some of his own cum, snowballing the seed as our tongues encircled each other. We lay there on his bed for a few more minutes, kissing and savoring the afterglow of a great sex session. Then it was time to get dressed and “see” if Ryan and Dave wanted to meet up. As we dressed, I convinced Justin to go commando since he didn’t have a jock. I told him he should get one as they are quite hot to get fucked in, as he would see when I was getting fucked. About 4, I contacted Dad through the app again. He gave me the address, and Justin and I were on our way to meet them for the “First” time and get some more cum in our asses, or at least more cum in his and get some sweet daddy fucking for me.

Dad and Dave ask for Tom’s assistance. Tom was not the only boy on our radar for the new school year, but once we had met and we learned the truth of his parentage, it did change the idea of what our relationship was going to be. Rather than the typical convert and move on, he became a part of our family. It also helped that he was a chaser who would become a breeder, and had a ready supply of young college boys at his doorstep. But then, thanks to all the websites and apps out there, we had plenty lined up that were just boys to be bugged up and then sent on their ways. When Justin contacted us about meeting up and fucking, we had just found out that Tom and Rob had been charged up and were going to start spreading around our family bug. The only problem with Justin was that he wanted to play safe only, and our goal was to pass on our DNA and make sure it kept spreading. Since Justin and Tom were the same age, I came up with the idea that we Get Tom to convince Justin to let us bug him up. The next time Tom was over for dinner and fucking, I figured I would bring up the idea with him. “Tom, Dave and I have a favor to ask of you. You can say no, but I am sure you will be glad to help us out with this one.“ I said to him as Dave cleared the dishes from the table. “Sure Dad, you know I would do anything for you.” Tom said. “We had another boy contact us about fucking him, but he wants us all to play safe. Dave and I have stealthed guys before, and if what I have in mind fails, then we will stealth this boy too.” I began “I will give you his screen name, and I want you to befriend him. Once you befriend him, I want you to start planting the idea of getting bugged up into his mind. Convince him that it is hot and worth it to become a cum slut and take poz loads.” “Dad, I'll be more than happy to help you and Dave with this. I think that all boys should be like me and willing to take poz daddy cum and convert so they can be true cum sluts. Speaking of which, I have a hole here that needs some daddy dick in it, and then lots of daddy cum to keep it sated. It’s hot breeding the other boys at school, but I really want you both more than them. “ I was boned from the idea of my son helping us to convert another boy to our poz family, so I motioned him over to me. Tom dropped between my legs and took my hard cock out of my shorts and began to suck it. As he sucked on my cock, he stripped off his pants and began to play with his hole, getting it ready for the night. Dave stripped off his pants as he returned from the kitchen and knelt behind our son. Dave’s tongue took over for Tom’s fingers and soon Tom was moaning around my rock hard cock. As soon as his hole was wet with Dave’s spit, Dave got up on his knees and slid his cock into Tom’s hole. Tom moaned in pleasure as Dave’s balls hit his ass, and his cock stretched his hole out. I pulled my cock from Tom’s lips and helped both my boys to stand up with Dave’s cock still firmly planted in Tom’s ass. We all quickly got to the bedroom and Dave fell down onto his back with Tom on top of him and his cock still buried in Tom. Tom’s legs went up giving me access to his hole, and I quickly slid my entire length into his hole alongside Dave. Tom’s hole was nice and lose from the workout he gave it regularly, but with both our cocks in there, it was as tight as a glove. I began to thrust, and soon was giving his hole a real pounding. “Yeah, Daddy, Rough up that hole, give me more of your virus! Get me pregnant again," grunted Tom. “My boy wants more of daddy’s virus-laden cum planted in his ass? Wants more of the cum that made him knocking him up?” I growled at him. “Please Daddy, Give me your toxic seed! Always make sure that I am marked as your boy!” A few more strokes and I heard Dave’s breathing changing signaling that he was also getting close to giving our son another dose of our family’s toxic cum. I sped up my thrusts to make sure that Dave and I both shot at about the same time. A low growl began to come from Dave signaling that he was holding back from cumming. “Here you go, Boy. A double dose of Daddy’s charged cum for your hungry pussy!” And with a final thrust, I planted my cock deep in Tom and began to shoot, with Dave releasing his cum as soon as he felt my cock pulse as I shot into my son, our poz child. Afterwards we all collapsed onto the bed, and Tom reached over to what was now his nightstand and pulled out a plug. Sliding it into his used hole, he kissed both of us and got out of the bed. “If it's okay, I’m going to use your computer to see if Justin is online. Might as well start working on him now and then soon he can know the pleasure of having this filled up with poz daddy cum feeling.” “Okay,” I said, “just don’t take too long, Your daddies still have more cum for that ass tonight.” “Yes, sir!” Tom logged in to Adam4Adam, where we had met Justin, of course with his own account. He soon found that Justin was online, and sent him a smile. He waited a few minutes, and soon Justin sent him a reply, asking him what was up. “Not much, just cruising around on here, seeing if I can find a nice big-dicked daddy to spend some time with tonight. Saw we are about the same age and thought I’d say 'Hi'.” Tom replied. “Cool, so you like older guys too?” Came back Justin’s reply. “Yep, nothing better than getting an older guy to fuck you.” Tom said, making sure not to say anything about barebacking or breeding yet. “How about guys our age? You fool around with them?” “Yeah, my roommate and I fuck all the time, but nothing feels as good in my ass as the dick of a nice looking man old enough to be my father!” “Wish my roommate was gay. Then I’d have someone to fuck with any time. Unfortunately he's straight and is always bringing girls back to fuck. I don’t mind, since I get to hear him fuck them and imagine that they are me. But I really wish I had someone to fuck with regularly instead of coming on here and hoping to find a guy to mess around with.” “I totally understand. My initial roommate was like yours, but we moved around once I started fucking around with my current roommate, who is also a buddy of mine from my wrestling team.” “Cool. So you wrestle. Explains why you look so fit in your pics.” “Yep. I go to American, where do you go to school?” “Georgetown. It’s nice and I really like this area of DC so far. Lots of hot guys around.” “Yeah, lots of hot guys up here too, but like I said, older guys really get me going. Make me rock hard and just want to bend over for them to fuck me.” “Yeah, I have talked to a couple of older guys on here that I want to meet up with. One in particular really gets me excited. He has a husband, but seems they both play with younger guys.” “Really? What’s his screen name, maybe I have played with them. I have had a couple of hook-ups with some nice daddies since I moved here at the beginning of August.” “It is ‘RyanandDave2breed’. Have you played with them? They look hot, but the ‘anything goes’ kinda makes me nervous. I’ve only had a couple of guys fuck me, but it was always with condoms. I’ve never had a guy of any age fuck me bare.” “Yeah, they are hot. Have yet to meet with them. Trouble meshing our schedules. I’ve had a couple of guys fuck me without condoms, it feels great to be honest. Roommate and I fuck each other bare and we both love the feel of the cum in our asses. But then, I know it is not for everyone. I just think you need to live life with no regrets; know what I mean?” “Yea, I just don’t want to catch anything. Afraid if I did, it would show up on my folks insurance and they would cut me off.” “That would be a bummer, thankfully I am on the college plan and not my Mom’s any more so she won’t know if I catch anything. Hey, I gotta run. Roommate is back and he is begging me to fuck. Since I can’t find any daddy dick, gonna fuck with him. You are cool. Gonna buddy list you and maybe sometime soon we can meet up, even just for a soda or something. BTW, Tom here.” “Cool, lucky you! Guess I will just keep jacking off and cum before my roommate gets back. Justin here. Meeting up for something would be great; I need some gay friends here.” Before signing off, Tom sent Justin his phone number and told him to text him tomorrow and they could meet up over the weekend. Tom shut down the computer and headed back to the bedroom, after all he had two daddies who needed to have their cocks taken care of and he was sure they had recharged by now and were ready to bust more nutts in his ass. Dave and I did not disappoint him that night, and again first thing in the morning before we headed to work, and he went back to school. Tom told us he was meeting with Justin over the weekend, and he suggested that maybe he can convince Justin to a four way with him and Justin as our bottom boys, and pretending that we are all meeting for the first time. I love my boy and his devious mind. I am so glad he is now in my life and that he is helping us to spread the family DNA to every boy possible.

Spot on. As for the guys who don't stop, unless you are in a glory hole and no one see's you, Its a real quick way to get a bad reputation, and for people to stop fucking with you if you consistently spread STD's. Most people don't want to go to the doctor or clinic just because they have sex. While we all know the risks, and choose to engage in them, many people will forget you and go else where. just an FYI.

I don't wait for,test results I just keep fucking. Writings not going to change anything

mine was with a nice uncut Dom in a phx hotel... I asked on cl for a kinky uncut dom to cum rape me and then force me to clean his foreskin. One guy caught my attention so I left my door open and had a few shots then got into bed. about a half hour later I heard the door lock and he climbed on top of me. I expected some foreplay but instead I got about 10 inches of uncut segma cock forced up my cunt all at once and a gag forced in my mouth. it hurt like hell but it was rape play so I cried into the gag and let him finish. when he was done he poured a drink and forced me to clean all his cum and my ass from his foreskin. then he punch raped me till I came and left

Seeding my son After about ten minutes of enjoying Tom's mouth pleasuring my cock, I pushed him down on the bed and spread his legs, dove-in and began to eat his young neg pussy, getting it wet for its first poz breeding. Tom moaned and squirmed as my tongue worked to get inside his hole, slowly opening it up for the later invasion by my cock. As his bud begins to open to my tongue, I start rubbing my thumb along the edge and slowly inserting it. Soon, I can get both thumbs in and spread out his hole. My first two fingers begin to slide in, and soon they are doing what comes natural to them. My nails begin to dig into his lining, making small tears for my bug to get into his system with. "Please, Dad," begged Tom, "get that poz cock in my cunt and give me your bug. Make me poz with the same cum that made me!" I looked into his eyes and saw the desire, the want, the need in there. Still I asked "Are you sure you want this?" "Yes, Dad, breed me with your poz cum!" I leaned down and kissed him as my cock found his hole and began to slide into his neg cunt. Soon I felt my balls hit his ass, and knew I was going to blast his hole with my poz seed even if he asked me to pull out now. I slowly began to slide my cock in and out of his cunt, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in. Tom moaned in pleasure as my cock pounded his hole, tearing it up more as I broke through his second ring and really started to pound him into the mattress. Since I knew he was going to be taking loads all night from Dave and me, I let my first batch of Swimmers build quicker than I normally would, so soon I felt the tingle in my balls that signaled my poz cum would soon be impregnating my son. "Last chance, son," I cautioned. "Give it to me, Dad. Plant your seed in me." "All right, here you go!" And with that I shoved all nine inches into him and let go. It was a good sized load, and Dave would soon be using it to fuck his own loads into my son to make him our son. I stayed inside till I knew all my seed was now in his ass, then I slowly withdrew. Dave was standing beside me, and as soon as I was out, he climbed onto the bed and lined-up his cock. I lay down beside Tom and we kissed as Dave's eight inch plus cut cock slid into Tom's cunt, remarking "That load feels so good in there. Your cunt will be well on its way to being infected soon," as he pounded Tom into the mattress. Tom, meanwhile, moaned in pleasure around my kiss. When Dave took-over kissing Tom, I got off the bed to retrieve a few things to help Tom's conversion. When I got back from the bathroom, Tom was writhing under Dave. I knew from watching Dave breed other boys, that he was getting close to adding his poison seed with mine in my son. As I climbed back onto the bed, I grabbed the plug from the nightstand, and just as I began to give Tom another kiss, Dave groaned "Take my dirty seed, son!" Dave stayed in Tom until his entire load was planted deep inside. While he slowly pulled out, he kissed Tom. Once his cock slipped out of Tom's cunt, I pulled my surprise from behind my back: a new hard bristle toothbrush. Tom smiled at me when he saw it, and grabbed his ankles, giving me full access to his now opened and well bred cunt. I slid the brush into him and began to vigorously brush his innards to help his lining become even more receptive to allowing the virus into his system. While brushing his hole, my cock sprang back to life. Once I was sure that the brushing had done its part of the job, I pulled the brush out, and sure enough, the bristles were a nice shade of dark pink. I showed it to Tom as I lined my hard cock up with his cunt again and sank into it. This fuck, I took my time with and varied my technique as I gave him pleasure as well as continuing to work that deadly seed into his ass lining. Tom's cock had stayed rock hard the entire time we had been fucking him, which was close to an hour now, and Tom's breathing began to change, and I realized that he was getting close to shooting his possibly last neg load. Dave noticed it too, and leaned down and took Tom's cock into his mouth. As Dave went down to Tom's balls, Tom grabbed the back of his head and kept him there as he groaned, shooting his load into Dave's mouth. The sensation of my son's ass clenching around my cock as he shot into my boyfriend's mouth caused me to go over the edge, and a few strokes later I growled too and shot my second life-changing load into his cunt. Dave rolled off, and, for the second time that afternoon, I slowly pulled out of Tom's cunt, which was most definitely destroyed. Reaching over, I grabbed the plug and slid it in, remarking "That will keep those loads in there until we can recharge and add some more." Tom leaned-up and kissed first me, and then Dave, thanking us by saying "I hope your gift takes soon. This has been exactly what I wanted." "Well, if I know our seed, in about two weeks you will be sick as a dog." We all spent the rest of that weekend fucking my son, and we all knew that when he left to go back to school on Monday morning that he was well on his way to being infected. The next few weeks Tom spent every moment he could with one or the both of us getting fucked and brushed and every other trick we could come up with to ensure that he would come down with our bug, and sure enough, a few weeks after our initial meet-up, Tom came over and felt sick from the fuck flu. Dave and I spent the weekend taking care of him and giving him more of our toxic cum. A few weeks after he was better, I sent him to the free clinic where he learned he was now carrying our strain in his system. We all went out to celebrate, and it was then that Tom told us that now that he was confirmed poz, that he wanted to spread it to the guys on his wrestling team. Dave and I offered to help if any of the guys would be up to it. He smiled at us, and said he knew a couple of guys that would like to be fucked by some hot daddies.

I'm way too much of a pussy for this to be a reality for me. I'm totally into the gang bang scenario, but the confinement and the physical violence would be a night mare for me. I wouldn't last a week. I'd be fucked to death. A little white bitch found beaten to death with 12 loads in his ass.

By a strange circumstance... For the next 15 years, Dave and I fucked and converted many boys. Some wanted it, and some were too dumb to see our status or ask about condom use. Often we double teamed the guys, and made sure that we both gave them a huge load. Our favorite was when we got a guy who wanted to be double penetrated. We loved the feeling of our poz cocks rubbing against each other as we bare fucked a hole, and our loads were often deposited at the same time when we were able to DP. We had a stash of condoms that were prepped for breakage, and our 'silicon' lube was laced with baby oil to ensure breakage. Our goal in life had become to spread our seed and procreate through our disease. We had ads on all the popular hookup sites, and all clearly stated that we were poz, and preferred to fuck bareback. Sometimes it got us the ass we wanted, sometimes the guys were hesitant. Those were the ones that we either stealthed, or used the old 'just the tip' line on till we were shooting our poison deep into them and changing their lives forever. The big shock of my life came when we got a hit from a cute 18 year old freshman named Tom who had just moved to DC for college and was looking for some Daddy types to help him come out into the gay world, and give him the bug. When he unlocked his pics for us, I was stunned. It was like looking into a slightly distorted picture of me at that age. He didn’t have my light blonde hair; rather it was a dark strawberry blonde, but his features eerily looked like my younger self. We chatted, and over the course of a couple days, I discovered that he had grown up with a single mom and had never known his dad. He had come out as gay in high school, but growing up in a small town he had not known of any other gay guys. Tom really wanted to meet us, and Dave was fully up for giving him our bug; there was just something in the back of my mind that had me on edge with Tom, I just couldn’t put my finger on it. We all met at a local diner for lunch, and to chat before deciding on going any further. It was over that lunch that I finally discovered what had me on edge with Tom. We talked about his plans to study sports medicine at school, and that he in high school he had been on the wrestling team where in placed in the Nationals top three every year of high school. In fact his wrestling skills had landed him a nice college scholarship. But it was when He showed us a picture of His mom that it all clicked. I had fucked around with his mom back when I was in the military, and must have knocked her up. Tom was my son. Not only was he my son, but he was gay and was a chaser, just as I had been, although I had never admitted as much until Dave had converted me. I dropped the bomb that I had just discovered on Tom and Dave. I knew Dave well enough to know that as soon as the recently discovered truth was out, his cock was rock hard and leaking his toxic precum with the thought of us gifting my own flesh and blood with our bug. Tom, I didn’t know that well, but the look that came over his face was eerily similar to the look that was on Dave’s face. The two of them quickly finished up their lunch, and were practically dragging me back to our place. Once we were alone in our apartment, Tom pulled me to him and gave me a deep passionate kiss. “I’ve always had this fantasy,” he said “of finding my Dad and him being gay. I never imagined that he’d be this hot or that he has something else that I wanted other than being a mentor to me.” “What do you mean, Tom?” I asked. “You know. I want the bug. To be poz. My cock and hole are twitching right now with the thought of it being given to me by the same cock and cum that made it possible for me to exist.” As much as my brain wanted to rebel against the idea, my cock began to harden in my jeans and the thought of my seed, that had helped create this young man in front of us, being fucked into him and its poison finding its way into his blood and converting him began to interest me. I knew it was wrong, but I wanted to give him what he wanted. “I have an even better idea,” I said, “you can call us Daddy and act like we are your Dom Dads. But we will all know the truth and enjoy the hell out of it.” “So,” Tom asked, “does this mean that you will fuck me? Give me your poison seed and convert me to be like you, Dad, poz?” “Yes, son.” “Nice! How about we start on that converting of me now.” With that out of the way, Tom grabbed both my cock and that of Dave, and began to massage them through the denim of our jeans. Both of us let out a moan, and I grabbed Tom’s hand form my crotch and began to direct him to our bedroom. Dave followed behind us, stripping his clothes off as he went leaving a trail of hastily removed clothing. Once in the bedroom, Tom began to strip, but I stopped him. I wanted to be the one to take of each article of clothing and expose the body that I had unwittingly helped create all those years ago. As I pulled off his shirt, a nice firm six-pack, a beautifully sculpted adonis belt and solid pecs were revealed. His lithe body reminded me of mine when I was his age. I still had the six-pack, but now there was a lot more fur there, not just the trail of hair that lead down from his belly button into his jeans. Tom reached over to me after I had his shirt removed and slid my tee shirt over my head. He leaned in close to me and put his head on my furry chest and a purr left his lips as he nuzzled into my pecs. We both kicked off our shoes and then at the same time reached for the button and zip of the other’s jeans. I batted Tom’s hand away and told him to wait his turn. As I undid the button and pulled the zip down, a moan came from the doorway where Dave stood naked and jacking his cock. “Stop with the tease, you two, and get naked so we can get to the fucking. I don’t think I can hold off cumming for much longer. This whole Father/Son thing has got me really close.” “Then stop playing with your cock and wait like a good boy” I said with a smile in my voice.

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Jon‘s words hadn’t quite sank in yet and we went back out to the living room to find his fellow missionary beating off to porn. We looked at him and in unison Mouthed “busted” like he had no idea what we had been doing in the other room. He was an athletic sort and had a nice big dick which he was stroking. He tried to cover it up like he was really busted and faced being sent home in shame. We both laughed at him and began caressing his chest and Jon reached down to play with his still hard cock beneath the pillow he had pulled over himself. Brad was his name and he had come from the northern Midwest. I pulled my almost hard cock from my shorts and placed it near his mouth it was drooling precum and he licked the head then swallowed my growing member, Jon had sunk down to the floor and was sucking on brads hard cock. I once again dropped my pants to the floor as brad gave me an expert blowlob. I could feel my trigger tightening and didn’t want this to end so suddenly so I pushed Jon aside and straddled Brads lap, then impaled my ass on his cock. It wouldn’t take muck for Brad to blow as I could see the look on his face when He realized I already had a load in my guts and was using Jon’s cum as lube. Jon came up behind us and shoved his cock in as well and they both pumped in and out of my hole for about 5 minutes before brad blew his wad deep in my guts, Jon just kept on pumping and ripping my hole which kept brad hard. Soon they were both going to town on my hole and about 20 minutes later brad blew his second load deep in my ass and Jon followed suit as I shot up Brads chest and hit him in the chin with my cum. I led them into the shower to wash off the sex, couldn’t have them going back to the apartment smelling of sex or they would be sent home and excommunicated. Having left their clothes in the living room, they strode down the hall too my bedroom and into the bathroom. Jon was pleased that I had a walk-in shower large enough for the three of us and turned on the water I joined them after getting out towels for them. Jon was already soaping Brads back and rubbing his again Hardening cock in his crack. I began soaping Brad’s front washing his cock and balls with care as Brad began pissing on me, I dropped down and began taking his LDS pee in my mouth and he said he was baptizing me for the reform church and we laughed. Then Jon move over and began pissing in my mouth as well. Okay it was my fantasy to be baptized by these boys and it as now a reality. We all finished washing up and I told them I would drive them back to their apartment. It was getting late and didn’t want to arouse suspicions. The next day I got a call from Jon, Thanking me for a wonderful dinner and reunion conversation. He said his missionary duties would keep him busy for the next week or two but he would try to make time for his brother. To be continued

The first time I got my ass fucked, I was young and this much older guy could tell I was gay. He came on to me and took me to his house. I had been sucking some of my classmates cocks and jerking off with kids my own age for a long time, but this guy was a middle aged man. When we got to his house he told me how he always knew I was a gay boy and it was time I had sex with a man. He began kissing me and that was the fist time I was kissed by a man and his beard really felt hot when he kissed mt mouth. He told me he wanted to see what I looked like naked and I took off all of my clothes for him. I've always been pretty much hairless and he kept making remarks about how smooth my body was. He began feeling of me everywhere. He touched and pinched my nipples and made them hard. I was a really skinny kid and my bellybutton was more of an outtie then and kind of popped out which seemed to facsinate him. He played with it and began licking my belly which got me excited and made my cock very hard. He began feeling my hard cock and my balls too. He asked if wanted to suck on his cock and I said I did. He told mr to unzip his jeans and take out his cock . I did and pulled out the biggest cock I had seen before. He was already getting hard and took me by the head and pushed his cock in my mouth. It tasted great. I sucked on him and he begen getting much harder and thicker. He took off his clothes and he was very hairy which really excited me. I began taking his cock down my throat and he remaked that I was a natural cock sucker. I ran my finger through his chest hair as I sucked his cock and really enjoyed everything. Eventually he said "come up for some air, boy" When i did he pushed me onto my back on the floor. He got on top of me spreading my legs wide and said " there is only one place I am going to cum and it is not in your mouth , boy" With that, he grabbed my legs and held them wide, exposing my ass. He bent down and began licking and then rimming my hole deep. No one had ever touched my hole before and now this full grown man had his tongue in it. He then mounted me and without saying a word took his very hard cock and drove it into my virgin boy cunt. I yelped as his bare cock forced open my hole for the first time. He put one of his hands over my mouth and forced his raw cock all the way into me. It hurt like hell. He began fucking me and as he did my hole began to relax and open up. He felt my hole open up for him. He told me I was a natural bottom boy. He pulled out and spit on his cock and shoved it back into my hole. The more he fucked me, the more I relaxed. I began feeling quite good. I began to really get excited that he was fucking me. He fucked me for a very long time and kept telling me what a good boy I was. As he fucked me faster, I knew he was ready to cum. He looked at me in my eyes and didn't say a word, but eventually buried his cock deep in my bowels and let out a deep , load moan. He had shot his seed in me and I was no longer a virgin. He collapsed on top of me and kept his cock in my ass for a long time. He got up, keeping his cock in my ass and told me he wanted to make me cum for him. He played with my cock. It was much smaller that his big cock,but he didn't seem to care. He played with my nipples and bellybutton as he stroked my cock. I was very hard and shot my load all over my chest. He really enjoyed making my cock cum for him. He scooped up ome of my cum and ate it and then fed some to me. I thanked him and told him how much I liked getting fucked by him. He told me he knew I would. Keeping hi cock inside my as he then fucked me two more times that day. I knew that I was a bottom and I have been getting fucked raw ever since that day.

Like some others here, I got started really young but it wasn't until I was 8 that I got fucked the first time. Two brothers who were neighbors, 10 & 12, did me. Obviously it was the 12 year old who was pumping loads in me. They would do me about any time and any where. About 6 months after they started their older brother, 17, got in on the act too and at 9 I took my first adult dick, 9". Lots of folks might say I was molested and I don't know if the wiring in my head was messed up from earlier (much younger) experiences, but by eight I wanted fucked. When I took the 9" brother it was rape but just barely. I was scared because of the intensity he came at me with but after I calmed a bit I wanted him too. There is more and other places but only about half a dozen times in my life have I ever used a rubber or had one used in me.

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