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I was on vacation in Chicago one summer visiting a friend when I found out about the Bijou theater. One night, around 11:00 PM I was looking on-line for the local bathhouse when I found a reference about the theater and the play space it offered. I took down the address and was off to check it out, arriving there about midnight. I paid admission, purchased some poppers, and when the clerk explained lockers were offered for guys who wanted to strip down, I rented a lock. Jackpot! I liked to wander around nude, and now I could without fear of loosing my wallet. He buzzed me in and I walked into a dim theater where I found old porn from the 70s playing, so I took a seat and waited for my eyes to adjust. Soon enough I noticed there were only two other guys in the theater, one of whom was asleep or passed out, I wasn't sure, and the other, who happened to be in my row, was an older guy, balding with a gray mustache and sideburns. He looked like an aging 70s porn star with a lot of mileage on him. I started to feel a bit self conscious as he kept looking my way. In fact, he started to creep me out a bit, so I focused on the porno and tried to get into it, taking a hit of poppers to enhance the action. It worked. With my first sniff I was feeling my head spin and my cock get hard. Those nasty 70s porn boys were fucking on a dance floor to disco and I wanted to boogie in the worst way. I glanced over to the dirty old man in my row to see he had pulled his cock out and was stroking away. It was big, about nine inches. I couldn't stop looking over at it, and decided it was time to reward this nasty fucker with a little show so I got up and made my way to the lockers in the back. They were in a small room with a spiral star case that led up to the play space. i stripped down to my tighty whites and my keds high tops and put the rest of my clothes in the locker and walked back to my seat. As soon as I sat down I took another hit of poppers and looked over at that dirty daddy with the big tool. He was still stoking it and staring right at me. I could see the lust in his eyes and feel his appetite for me. I pulled my cock out and started to stroke it. When I looked over at him he had stuck his tongue out and was gesturing like he was licking out a hole. Fuck! I could feel the heat rise from my cock and my ass all the way through my body. I got up and headed to the play space up stairs where, upon arriving at the top, I saw many little booths with large glory holes in the partition walls. I wandered down the rows, but the place seemed to be deserted, so I let it all hang out: I dropped my shorts and walked about wearing nothing but my keds high tops. Then, as I rounded a corner, another, about the same age as the guy on the first floor, came out of one of the booths. He was fully dressed, had a full head of grey hair, a short trimmed beard and mustache and he was a little chubby. He began to talk to me as though it was normal to see a naked guy in his keds high tops. He asked how often I came there and I replied I had never been to a place like that before. When I said I was nervous, He told me I was a strapping young man and I should be proud to show my body. Just then the guy from down stairs came around the corner. he was totally naked. I could see how skinny he was. He had skinny legs with bone knees and no ass. His arms were as skinny leading to hands with long fingers. He didn't seem to have an once fat on him except through his mid section which was kind of thick. I could notice his face closely. His upper cheeks had a strange sunken look. He stood there beating off. I couldn't help getting a boner. My heart was racing, maybe from the poppers, maybe from the danger or both. Then the other man said lets get in a booth. He took me by the arm and led me into one of the booths and shut the door. He put his arms around me and said " now just relax" and we kissed. At that he said "good boy". He held the bottle of poppers up to my nose. I inhaled deeply. Then he said "that's it son" he rapped his arms around me again and reached back to my ass and spread my cheeks apart as he backed my ass to the hole in the wall. I could hear the door in the next booth open then shut. Then my new Daddy said "Put your bum through the hole and let that nice man on the other side check it out." I could feel fingers spread my cheeks apart and then something warm and wet push against my hole. Daddy encouraged me, saying "Let him check your bum to see if it's a pussy." At that I could feel a boney finger enter me and slide in deep. i could feel it feeling around up inside of me. Daddy asked if the man was checking my bum and I nodded. The the finger withdrew and the warm wet tong pushed up inside of me as daddy made me take another hit of poppers. I could feel it push deep into me, tasting me. I said to daddy that the man was eating my hole. Daddy made me take another hit of poppers and said the man was going to turn my boy hole into a pussy and asked if I wanted that, If I wanted to be a pussy boy. I told him I did and daddy said good boy and we kissed and daddy's tong entered my mouth. I had two tongs inside of me now, two men new what I tasted like. Then the nice man on the other side of the wall stopped eating my hole. in a few seconds I could feel something hard push against my hole then push up inside of me. I long shaft slid deep inside of me. I could feel it push past my second sphincter. and into my belly. Daddy asked me if the man's cock was inside of me. when I said yes, he made me take another hit of poppers. The man began to fuck me deep, pistoned into me like a machine. Daddy asked me if I liked that big raw cock in my pussy. I told him I did and he gave me anther hit of poppers. Daddy said that the man's big raw cock was going to fuck my pussy and make it into a cunt by putting sperm in my pussy. He ask if I wanted the man to put his sperm in my pussy and knock it up. I told him I did. Daddy made me take another hit of poppers and then held me tight. We kissed and then he said in my ear," good boy, Good boy, let that big raw cock breed you." "It's going to impregnate you with poz seed". " Your getting knocked up son". "Good boy!" He put his hand on my belly and pushed "I can feel that big raw poz cock inside of you. This is were it's going to put it's poz seed. My head was spinning and my heart was pound in my ears. My hole was getting fucked like a cunt. That's all I wanted in the moment was to be a cunt and get knocked up by that big cock inside of me. To receive its seed, be injected with cum and be permanently impregnated. Daddy held the poppers up to my nose and then I said,"daddy I'm getting knocked up, I'm getting knocked up daddy." He said "that's it son take that poz seed in you cunt". At that the cock inside of me began to speed up its thrusts and I could feel it get harder. Then three hard deep thrusts as a loud moan came from the other side of the wall. I felt the cock inside of me spasm as it squirt sperm deep inside my gut. After a moment, the cock began to slowly come out of me. I had a full filling even after it was all the way out and I knew it had put a big thick load in my cunt. I could the door to the next booth opened and the man left. The hole thing could have been a dream except for the wad I could still feel inside my gut. Daddy opened the door to our booth and led me to a sling. He made me get in and for the next several hours, I was the cunt for the hole place and several other men that showed up. I went back to my hotel and fell asleep with my belly full of cum. The next morning I woke up and it had all absorbed into the walls of my colon. a few days later I woke up with morning sickness. I was pregnant. I had the fuck flu. I had really gotten knocked up by a half dozen men but I think it was the first one that was my baby daddy.

I have been in this position before, literally, in a man's bed, on my back with my legs up on his shoulders and his cock ready to enter my tight ass. The first time I was a young boy being seduced by an older man who introduced me to my gay side and the joy of bareback sex. This time it’s about changing my life again and fulfilling a need so strong it can’t be suppressed. I’m 62, married with two grown kids, and have been bisexual since that first seduction so many years ago. I have always been a bottom and I have always taken cock raw. Cruising areas, adult book stores and the occasional date have been very successful in getting me what I need and what I need is a nice hard cock sliding up inside me and fucking my ass until it explodes inside me and fills me with cum. I don’t need to come, it’s all about giving the ultimate pleasure to the top who is fucking me. Being there for him and taking him inside me, encouraging him enjoy my ass and leaving part of himself inside me. I reach up and pull him to me, our bodies touch and we kiss deeply. His kisses are strong yet soft. His tongue enters my mouth and dances with mine in an erotic dance that makes us both moan with passion. My hard cock is pressed between us and I feel the tip of his pressed up against my pink hole. His hips are moving ever so slightly as we kiss and hot precum is being deposited on my entrance. He pulls back and looks at me and asks "Are you ready?" My mind is racing but I don’t answer him and he’s seeing that look of both passion and fear in my eyes. With that he says "I want to do this with you so much. It’s so erotic for me give you my cock like this and know that you love it as much as I do. To be inside you bare, and to make love on a level that is above and beyond the normal. To put my seed in you and know that I am breeding you and that part of me will stay and grow inside you." He says all the right things and I answer by pushing my ass against the tip of his cock. Smiling, he kisses me again and his hips move up and I felt that big mushroom tip start to press on my entrance in earnest. Covered in precum and lube there is little resistance at first. My hole is ready but I know he is thicker than anything I have taken in a long time and that this is going to hurt. He feels me open to my max and then tighten around him. Stopping for a moment he holds me in his arms tightly then brings his hips up hard. With that we both feel my hole rip open. He pushes in deeply as I cry out in pain and try to pull away from the massive cock sliding up inside me. "Oh god, you are so tight baby," he whispers in my ear, adding "You know that had to be done. It will make it easier for me to be with you. Relax. I’m in you now." My ass is on fire, but my insides are full of hard, hot cock and it is huge. We are joined and I wrap my arms and legs around him to pull him as close to me as I can. I know what we are doing, and that I have just crossed that line from which there is no return. I murmur "Yes baby, I know. Give me a moment. God you feel so good in me. Let me just feel you in me. So full. So deep. I need a moment to take this all in. My life is about to change forever." "I know baby. Relax, enjoy and know how exciting this is for me too. I’m leaking in you and we’re just starting. No going back now. We discussed this and I told you that once I’m inside of you it’s all over for you." I turn my head and kiss him. I want it. I have to have it. I want it to be him. My ass moves gently on his massive shaft letting him know I’m ready to continue. As he fucks me slowly looking me in my eyes he starts to talk to me, saying "God, you feel good. So tight, hot. I love having my death stick inside you. I will live in you until you die. I want my seed to grow in you, for you to incubate my babies so they take over your body." My head is spinning and I know this is wrong, but my body loves what this man is doing to it. I feel his hard cock sliding in and out of me. The long, slow strokes of a top who knows how to fuck and enjoys it. Taking me to that place that bottoms love so very much. Giving a man pleasure so intense that he can’t resist it, that he must have it and, after a certain point, there’s no stopping him from getting it. All leading to the most amazing orgasm, one so intense that it almost feels like being at death's door. I can’t believe I just thought that. How prophetic that I should put it that way. I am very possibly standing right there. My life, or death is being decided right now by this cock fucking my ass. I think for second that I can get away from this, but he’s pushing deep and I’m feeling his thick shaft so deep in my belly and I want it. "Give it to me baby. Knock me up. Give me your virus and make me yours. Keep fucking me until I’m raw inside and your baby batter will infect me." Passionate kisses now. The level of intensity is rising and I can no longer think about my wife, family, long term medical or anything other than making him cum, and taking his load deep up in my guts. He responds to my needs and fucks me harder. No more kisses as he has folded me in half. His needs are taking over. Looking me in my eyes and I see the look that men have when the cum starts to boil in their balls. I feel his need to orgasm and he asks "Are you ready for my poison load?" "Fuck, yes. Give it to me, baby." "It will kill you." "Do it. Fuck it in me." He grunts and pushes deep into my ass. I can feel his cock pulsating. I squeeze my ass tightly, milking every drop out of his cock, thinking to myself 'Oh god, yes. So much cum. I’m so wet inside'. He looks wild on top of me, but I know what he’s feeling right now. I love that about man-on-man sex: that we both know exactly what each other are feeling. Lots of heavy breathing follows, accompanied by some long strokes of his cock and quick thrusts back up inside me. I can feel him emptying out inside my hot, wet chute and pushing his cum into my bowels. The tip of his cock getting so sensitive as the last drops of his seed dribble out and his thrusts are jerky. He looks down at me and with a wry smile says "Oh baby you are so pregnant with my virus. This is so hot knowing that I’ve just knocked up your neg ass. Do you feel it in side you?" "Yes," I reply as he pushes his cock deep back in. "Mmmmmmm. Feels so good inside you. So much poz cum in you. I haven’t cum that much in a long time. You ok? Yes, it feels wonderful." Kisses, soft and sweet follow as he lies next to me, or bodies hot and sweaty as he murmurs "God that felt good. Knowing that I was pozzing you just got me harder and harder and you just kept asking for it. That was so fucking erotic." His hand is on my belly rubbing it gently as he asks "You know it might take this time, right? I ripped you pretty good going in and roughed up your insides, so with my high viral load it might only take once and you’re poz right now, or you might still be neg." I return his kisses and then answer "I know baby, but I want you to keep fucking me until I convert. Promise me that if I get the fuck flu really badly and I get so sick that I want to die right then, that you’ll fuck me and dump one more toxic load in me just to remind me how I got so sick. Mmmm, yes, baby." We keep kissing and I massage his cock, determined to get another load.

Part 8 Bobby told Shaun that their new neighbor, Mr Johnson, was a football coach in a high school in the next town and everyone called him coach. Many nights Bobby would go to sleep dreaming that he was in coach's arms. Bobby grew up sheltered and didn't know how a man like coach could use him but liked dreaming of being on his knees blowing the coach, being fucked on his belly, getting spanked on the coach's lap but mostly having the coach hold him and tell him he was his little boy. But last year he finally got a cellphone and could access the internet in privacy. The second night he found breedingzone and the next night he read "Seduced, Chemmed, and Pozzed by My Wrestling Coach", written by rawrawraw76 and that night dreamed the neighbor, Mr Johnson, seduced, chemmed and pozzed him. The dream scared Bobby for days until the next time he saw his neighbor and as he looked at him he knew he'd let him do it and knew he'd be happy being his boy. A couple of weeks later he heard that his neighbor got married and his new bride had moved in. Bobby cried that night knowing his dream wouldn't come true. Shaun told his little brother he was happy to share Eric with him and they fell into each other's arm and made out intensely and then pushed the cummy toys into each other as they continued to kiss. When Eric woke up he found the two brothers still holding each other but now sleeping. He carefully separated them and carried Bobby out of the room and into his room. As he laid the boy down he saw his cummy boyhole and knew he had many guys cum in him and likely some of it was toxic got him very horny. Knowing that Shaun had to have given them both pills to be able to sleep he could fuck the sleeping boy hard and make sure his cum was the cum to get into his blood. Eric fingered Bobby's tight little hole and scratched in good then lined up his dripping cock to that hole and slammed into it and rooted to boy the way he liked to and hoped to do often. As he fucked him he whispered into the boy's ear that he was now a cumdump slut like his brother and that his little boy ass was now a boypussy and being a pussy would be fucked full of cum daily. Eric wished the boy was awake for his breeding but then again he knew that when he slammed the boy at the party he still wouldn't remember. When he was ready to cum he squeezed and held the boy tight which was probably what Bobby was dreaming about. As he withdrew his cock he saw some red streaks and hoped his DNA would mix with his new boy's. Eric showered and went out to get items for the party. What neither of the brothers knew was the party was tonight and once midnight passed and Bobby's birthday was reached then the real party would start. He called his friends that weren't at the club last night to invite them then called the ones that were there to remind them. As he returned from his dealer, the market and liquor store the doorman saw the cab driver get all the bags out so the doorman told Cory to help Eric bring everything up. In the elevator Cory asked how Bob was enjoying his visit. Eric had always wanted to get into Cory's tight pants but didn't want to create a problem however it was clear to him that Cory was interested in little Bobby. Eric told him that "Bob" was from a strict family and being here with him and his brother was the best thing for him and that he would be moving in with them too. He could see that Cory's cock had hardened knowing that Bobby was staying. "Cory, I think you might like him" Blushing, Cory nodded as the elevator arrived at the floor. Eric thought that it would be hot to have both Cory and Bobby side by side, chemmed up and being bred all night. They carried the bags into the kitchen and Eric told Cory that tonight they were having a small party for Bobby's birthday and as he said party he pulled a big package of Tina and put it on the table and continued to then pull out his cash to tip Cory but he was watching Cory and saw the reaction he was hoping for as Cory saw the Tina. Eric then rubbed his crotch and asked Cory if he wanted to be a special guest and help him show Bobby how to be a good party boy for him and his friends. Cory nodded but couldn't stop looking at Eric's crotch as Eric stroked the huge hard lump. Eric lifted Cory's face and told him to be there at 10, Cory again nodded and then left and it was Eric's turn to stare as he watched the bubble butt in the kid's tight pants and smiled at how good his life was. Eric checked on his boys and then laid down with Bobby for a nap knowing he'd get no sleep tonight. He pulled Bobby into his arms and held him tight like a teddy bear and fell asleep. A smile and quiet sigh came from Bobby as his dream came true and Eric fell asleep thinking about seducing, chemming and pozzing the boy not knowing that the boy was likely dreaming the same thing. Bobby woke up first and felt he was being held and thought it was his brother but when he saw the strong black arm he gasped realizing it was Eric and then his whole body shook in orgasm but it felt different. Eric woke feeling the boy shake and asked if he just jerked off and Bobby quietly said no, Eric said it felt like you were cumming and Bobby said he did but when he woke up in Eric's arm it happened. Eric reached down to Bobby's cock and it was dry and Eric got so excited knowing the boy came like a little boy just because he was in his arms. Feeling Eric's hard cock near his hole got Bobby wiggling to get it into him. Eric had already bred the boy in his sleep and planned on doing it again tonight after he slammed the boy but here now he could breed the boy willingly but he wanted the boy to take it knowing that he was getting pozzed too. Since Eric hadn't spoken with Shaun yet he didn't know that Bobby wanted to be pozzed. Eric reached into the bedstand drawer and got the T-lube and a nice sized shard. He set the shard down but poured out some of his special lube and brought his fingers to Bobby's hole. Again holding the boy he told him to ask to have his hole fingered, and Bobby remembered last night and said, "Daddy, finger my boypussy". Hearing the boy call him Daddy and his ass a boypussy even without chems made Eric want him even more. He wanted to wait until tonight but he knew he couldn't wait that long as his fingers were being sucked inside. He relubed a couple times and then reached over for the shard and pushed it into the boy. Bobby felt the chems and was excited that Eric was chemming him and knew he was going to get fucked soon. Eric asked Bobby if that was cum in his boypussy and Bobby told him that Shaun gave him some rubbers full of cum. Eric said if he kept doing that he'd eventually get something he might not want but Bobby told him he wasn't concerned because he knew both his Daddy and his big brother would take care of him. Eric wished he heard the boys earlier but thought Bobby was ready when he pushed his cock in slowly until he was completely in and then told Bobby if he was really ready to get pozzed he should tell him to do it. Bobby convulsed and Eric held him tight as Bobby already having an orgasm asked his Daddy to poz him. As Bobby finished asking his orgasm got stronger and was Eric started fucking him Bobby screamed and his cock started to shoot even though no one touched it. Eric loved Shaun and would always but he knew he was never going to let Bobby go either. He know had a lover and a pussyboy and once he got both pozzed up then no one other than him would ever breed Shaun again but everyone could breed his new boy. Bobby was either moaning, begging or having another orgasm as Eric fucked him and held him and after only five minutes told Bobby he was pozzing him as he shot into the boy's hot and tight pussy and as Eric expected that triggered another orgasm from Bobby. Shaun had woke up when Bobby first screamed and stood and watched his man turn his little brother into a pussyboy. Some guys might have gotten jealous but Shaun's love for Eric grew as he watched him take care of Bobby. Once Eric loosened his hold of Bobby he saw Shaun and told him it was his turn to show Bobby what his life was going to be like. Eric got off the bed and Shaun got on and keeping Bobby on his side he pushed his cock into his brother and pulled him tight and told him that he dreamed of this day which sent Bobby into another orgasm. Eric let Bobby finish his orgasm then climbed on the bed pushing his cum, anal juice and bloody cock into Bobby's mouth. Bobby sucked it clean and had another but smaller and certainly dry orgasm as he realized what a dirty piggy boy he was.

I stepped into the shower after our fuck and thought about what was going through my mind. Had I really been turned on by the thought of my cheating boyfriend getting pozzed by one of his tricks? As I washed off the sweat from our fuck, my hand soaping up my dick and nuts, I thought of the intense orgasm and I started to firm up again. Something that should be said about an Aquarius is that we have intense fantasies. I imagined Joey going to meet a poz trick and pictured him bending over to receive his gift. I got rock hard as I thought of the guy, who I pictured as Ethan Wolfe, sliding into him raw and thrusting, unloading his cum. Just then my second load burst forth and I stood there panting. I rinsed off and got out of the shower. My mind kept playing over that scene and I knew that I wouldn't be able to forget about it. When I went into my bedroom, Joey was fast asleep, cum drying on him. I was still awake so I went grabbed my laptop and went out to the living room. I had heard of a site called BBRT from a friend I knew who was into barebacking when I lamented to him of the fact that Joey was so staunchly "safe", but I told him I wanted to try being monogamous as Joey had asked. I went there and signed up for a profile quickly realizing there was more kinky stuff than I realized. Skipping most of it, I put in my stats thinking I would probably be better off being honest with whomever the guy would be so he knew what he was in for. I put up a cropped photo of my shirtless body when Joey and I were at the beach last summer. In my bio I put that I was discrete and looking to play out a fantasy - vague enough not to rouse suspicion in case there was someone who might report me for my immorality. I navigated to the search options and checked of boxes for poz tops who give loads within 10 miles of my zip code and looked through the options. Living in a major metropolitan city, there were plenty of guys fitting that description. I scanned through the first page and found a Latin guy the same age as me, 26. He was uncut and his bio explained he was into poz talk and dark fantasies. I had to purchase a membership to see his pictures better, but it was worth it. He looked hot and I felt my dick plumping up as I viewed each pic of his thick furry latin frame. I got a notification that I had a message and clicked over to see that it was from the same guy I was looking at. >hey there stud. What fantasy are you looking to play out? My heart fluttered and I hesitated, staring at the message for what seemed like hours. There was no taking it back if I told him, but if I didn't I knew I wouldn't be able to tell anyone and I wouldn't be able to get my revenge. >hey sexy. Well, to put it bluntly, my fantasy is to poz my boyfriend. I just found out he's been cheating on my the last year and a half we've been together. I sent the message and sat waiting for a second. I went back to his profile and looked at his public pictures some more, taking in his brown furry skin. I got another two messages and clicked back to see one of them was him unlocking. >that's one hell of a fantasy, very hot. I unlocked, do you have any pics of him and you? I quickly went to upload some nude pictures of Joey under private, adding the caption as "the bf" and added a few of myself just for good measure. I clicked onto his profile and unlocked my pics and started looking at his new photos that showed a pert furry butt and an impressive thick 8 inch tool. I began salivating at the thought of it pumping Joey full of cum when a new message appeared. >you two are very sexy. You've both got a sort of jock/cub thing going on, I like. So he's been cheating and you wanna get revenge by pozzing him. Tell me more. I told him how Joey and I had been together for a year and a half and that he was being shady so I snooped in his phone and found messages from a lot of guys that he hooked up with. I mentioned our rough fucking and how he wouldn't even let me fuck raw. Then I told him about my fantasy and that I even jacked off in the shower thinking of him loaded with poz cum. While waiting to hear back, I went to the picture of his cock and rubbed my dick through my sweat pants. It was thick and even hard there was skin bunched up at his head. There was another pic of his foreskin pulled back and I saw his thick mushroom head leaking cum. I rubbed my cock head and felt how wet I was getting when the alert came. >that can be arranged. For some reason the condoms I use tend to break And I've been poz for a year now and haven't started my meds yet so I know I got some toxic cum. I'd love to help you get your revenge. What's his name on Grindr? I sent him what I knew and described the image, as it wasn't one he sent to me. I gave him my address and said he would be around for at least the next day. He told me that he would head over to the Starbucks near my apartment and look for the thumbnail and hit Joey up in the morning.

The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 1 I was a gay man in my early 20s with some sleazy, kinky, taboo desires. I always had that streak in me. I love cum so bareback sex made an instant connection with me, and not just any bareback sex, but totally uninhibited bareback sex. Yes, I had a fantasy involving a hot guy, lots of bareback pig play, and him shooting his seed in me. Not just any seed, but poz seed. There was also something edgy and erotic about a tattooed, bareback pig. Seeing heavily inked guys always made my cock hard, and I always wanted to be one of those guys. It just took me a while to decide what type of tattoo I wanted on my body. I researched local tattoo artists for months, but none of their work proved to be of the quality I was looking for. I decided to drive 90 minutes south and attend the annual tattoo convention in Chicago in hopes of finding an artist with a portfolio that impressed me. It was such a lustful trip for me. I also love unusual facial hair like longer goatees and beards and handlebar mustaches. Guys with piercings also turn me on. Tattoos, facial hair, and piercings seem to go hand in hand. The convention center was packed with people covered in ink with a ton of piercings and facial hair of every length and type. The continuous buzz from all the tattoo guns running could be heard throughout the place. Every booth had an artist or two working on fresh ink. I eyed the sexy men between browsing through artists’ portfolios. There was a ton of guys with no shirts on getting inked up at the various booths. Some with sexy hairy chests or a nice treasure trail disappearing into their jeans. My brain was in eye candy overload, and my cock was half erect for most of the show. I rounded the corner walking through the rows of booths and came across a very hot tattoo artist. He looked to be about 28 and was slender with a shaved head. His hair was reddish brown, with a slightly wavy goatee that must have been about a foot long. It ended in a point near his belly button. His mustache had a slight twist of small handlebars at the corners of his mouth. Full sleeves of ink extended from his t-shirt. He even had hand and neck tattoos. He was working on the back piece of a handsome little twink, and he glanced up at me as I approached his booth. He gave me a smile, and a nod of his head to say hello as he returned to his art piece. I stopped and paged through his portfolio. I kept glancing up to look at him while turning the pages. As I turned another page I glanced up to check him out again. My eyes traveled up his sexy body to his face and found him looking directly at me. He smiled at me again, and I quickly turned my eyes back to his portfolio. Sure that he noticed me checking him out, I began to blush. It was hard to keep my eyes off him, though, and I again glanced back at him. He again was looking at me too, and stopped his tattoo work. He told the twink he would be back in a minute to continue and walked toward me. He appeared to have a nice sized cock from the bulge in his jeans. Holding out his hand he said, “Howdy, I’m Zak.” “Isaac, but most people call me Zeek,” as I shook his hand. I again paged through the book of ink, “Is this your work?” “Ah, yes it is.” “Nice work, I like it.” “Well, thanks. Are you looking to get some ink done?” “Yeah, I just don’t know what I want to get yet.” “Do you have any tattoos yet?” “No, it would be my first.” “Are you from Chicago?” “No, but I’m only about 90 minutes north of here in Milwaukee.” “Cool, well, if you would like to talk about it, I can help you with design ideas.” “Awesome, I’d like that.” “Here’s my card. Give me a call, and we can set up a time to talk.” “Thank you, Zak, I’ll do that.” “Nice to meet you.” “Ditto.” With that he returned to his customer to continue his ink, which gave me the perfect opportunity to check out his ass. Just as I imagined, he had one nice butt and I found it hard to look away. When he sat down he again looked at me, and found me staring at him. Zak picked up his tattoo gun, glanced back at me, and gave me a look that set my gaydar off. A smile came across his face. I nodded, smiled back at him staring straight into his eyes then disappeared into the crowd. I wandered the convention center enjoying the hot, inked up men and all the beards and 'staches. Pure heaven for this gay man. I had to piss, and found the bathrooms were lined up with guys waiting to empty their bladders. It took a while waiting in line, but I was next to piss, and a stall opened up. I wasted no time getting into the stall. My cock felt like it could burst from holding back my piss. I closed the door to the stall and quickly unzipped my pants. The entire toilet seat was splattered with piss. I chuckled a little thinking there must be a lot of PA piercings in those pants today, otherwise just a bunch of hot pigs with a bad aim. I let out a full stream of piss, emptying my bladder. It felt good to relieve the pressure, but I quickly found myself fully erect smelling all that piss and testosterone in the air. I also loved piss play, and thoughts of lapping up all the urine from the toilet seat was hard to resist. I stroked my cock a few times, then tucked it back into pants, trying to hide my hard on the best I could. I zipped up again and quickly left the men’s room. I buried myself in the crowd, waiting for my cock to go down then continued to stroll through the packed convention booths. About a week later I came across Zak’s business card in my wallet and decided to give him a call. The phone rang a few times, “Windy City Tattoo, this is Zak.” “Ah, hi Zak, you may not remember me, but I met you at the tattoo convention last week. You told me to give you a call if I wanted to discuss tattoo options.” “Zeek!! Glad to hear from you.” “Wow, you remembered my name.” “Of course I did. So, you want to set up a time to discuss tattoo designs?” “Yeah, are you free any time this week?” “My last appointment should be done around 5:30 tomorrow. Can you get to the shop tomorrow night around 6?” “Sure. I’ll see you then.” “Awesome!! See you tomorrow.” I had a three day weekend so this was the perfect way to kick off my weekend. I left plenty early to try and beat Friday rush hour traffic heading into Chicago. I arrived early, and realized Zak’s tattoo shop was just outside the gay district on Halsted Street, so I wandered around the gay district for a bit. When I returned to Zak’s shop he was just finishing with his last tattoo appointment. He was wearing black biker boots, faded blue jeans, and a white t-shirt. I loved his fully inked sleeves and hands. His entire neck being inked was so hot too. Just the sight of him gave me a partial wood. He invited me to the back of his shop, and we sat on a sofa and discussed the style of tattoos I was looking for. His suggestion of Japanese style tattoos intrigued me. He explained the meaning behind different tattoos in Japanese culture, and I decided my first piece would be a colorful full sleeve with yin yang koi, waves, flowers and filler. Zak sat next to me, and occasionally touched my arm as he discussed options and placement. Our legs were touching as we continued to look at designs. He suggested I remove my shirt, so he could do a quick, rough sketch on my arm. He explained that he liked to just draw out the design directly on the body to get better placement than trying to use transfers. I pulled my t-shirt off, and he began touching my arm, and turning it in different directions. Then he pulled out a marker and started drawing on my skin. His touch began to turn me on, and before I knew it my cock was fully erect. I couldn't hide the bulge that formed in my jeans. It was obvious Zak also noticed my hard cock, but he kept himself focused on drawing on my arm. The sketch began to take shape, and Zak maneuvered my arm into different positions as he continued to draw on my skin. Each time he lowered my arm to my lap his hand brushed again my hard cock, and I noticed his rod was also erect extending down his jean leg. He again moved my arm to a new position and my hand came to rest on his thigh next to his cock while he continued his design. I couldn't resist it any longer, and I brushed my hand against the bulge in his jeans. His cock throbbed against my hand, and before I knew it I was rubbing his cock through his jeans. He stopped drawing on my arm and reached over and massaged my hard rod. Zak leaned over to me and began to French kiss me. Our tongues and lips were locked in a passionate exchange for a bit. Then Zak stood up and saying “I was hoping you would be interested,” as he pulled his t-shirt off over his head revealing a fully inked chest with a sunburst around his belly button that continued down and disappeared into his jeans toward his cock. “Damn, man…..wooooooof!” He pulled me to my feet. We continued to make out, our tongues twisted together in deep, erotic kissing and panting. Zak wrapped his arms around my waist, grabbed my ass with his hands, and pressed our hard cocks against one another through our jeans. We continued to kiss, grinding our bodies against one another; our cocks throbbing with excitement. I was free-balling it and could feel a wet spot forming in my jeans from precum leaking from the head of my shaft. Zak reached for my crotch, rubbing my cock through my pants before unbuttoning my jeans and dropping them to my ankles. He pushed me backward onto the couch. I landed on my ass and leaned back on the sofa in a lounged sitting position, with my cock standing at attention. Zak flipped my shoes off and pulled my jeans from my ankles. He stood up in front of me, kicked his shoes off then unbuttoned his jeans and dropped them to the floor. His cock sprung to attention standing straight in the air, pulsing up and down. The shaft of his tool curved slightly to the left and upward about 8 inches long. His cock was pierced with a large prince albert, and inked with flames leading down the shaft to a black biohazard tattoo centered below his belly button. More ink led to the sunburst around his belly button. The ring to his cock piercing dangled with each pulse of his cock, and precum began to hang from the end of his jewelry. Tattoos covered a good 75% of his body. His body was an erotic piece of art that made my cock dance with excitement at the sight of this stud. “Fuck, you are so hot. I want to be covered in ink like you.” Zak pointed to his biohazard tattoo. His eyes remained locked onto mine, and a playful conversation started, “You know what this one means, don’t you?” “You’re poz?” “Are you okay with that, because I only bareback?” “Yeah,” with a smile on my face, “Are you ok that I’m neg?” “Yep.” “Do you want to cum in me?” “Uh huh.” “Are you into gifting?” “Are you into chasing?” “I could be.” “Then I could be too.” My mouth was like a magnet to his cock. I was on my knees in a flash. I wrapped my lips around the head of his rod, tasting his precum before sliding the full length of his shaft deep into my throat. His cock stiffened in my mouth, and he moaned as my tongue slid back down toward the tip of his shaft. Zak put his hands on the back of my head and slowly face fucked me with the full length of his tool, as he murmurred “That’s it, suck my poz cock. Taste my toxic precum.” As he continued to leak precum down my throat, fucking my throat with his death stick, he remarked “I’d love to do your ink work for you. Maybe I’ll even be marking you with a biohazard tattoo. Would you like that?” “Yes!!” “Want me to poz you, Zeek?” “Yes, charge my ass up, please.” Zak pulled his cock from my mouth and pulled me to my feet. He turned me around and pushed me onto my knees on the couch. “You want my poz cock in your ass?” “Yes, please fuck me. Give me your seed.” I was so turned on I felt like I could shoot my load at the anticipation of taking his charged spunk. He knelt behind me, spread my ass cheeks with a firm grip, and buried his tongue in my hole. It didn’t take long for my puckered hole to surrender as his tongue slipped past my cunt lips. His tongue lubed my hole and slowly worked inside, begging to open me up. Zak gave my ass a deep tongue bath and began to fuck me with its full length. The sensations made me horny as hell, and a strong urge to feel his bare cock buried in my ass burned within me. I moaned, “Please fuck me. I want to feel your cock deep inside me.” Zak continued to rim my ass, and worked a finger inside. He slowly advanced his finger all the way in and out of me then added another, before continuing to lick and fuck me with his tongue. My ass was wet and primed for his shaft. Zak stood behind me and spread my ass cheeks with his hands. I felt his against my cunt, then he slid his slick cock head across my hole, further lubing me with precum. He continued to rub the full length of his rod against my hole, driving me wild to be opened up wide. I felt the steel from his cock piercing fold to the side tight against his cock as he pressed the head of his dick against my hole. He slowly thrust the head of his tool, spreading my ass, and slipping inside. He spit on my hole lubing us both some more for me to take the rest of his meat inside me. I pressed my ass against his rod, and he again thrust inside me. Pain shot through my body and my hole tightened around his shaft as I tensed my body. Zak held his cock in place, “Easy, just relax…..relax.” The pain subsided and I arched my back and again pressed firmly against his cock. Zak grabbed my hips and with one abrupt thrust buried his cock balls deep into my guts. I again tightened my ass around his toxic meat, and let out a little gasp. It hurt so good, but my cock pulsed rock hard. I began to moan with pleasure. This was the first time I had a pierced dick in my hole, and it felt incredible. “You like my pierced cock in you, huh?” “Oh God…..yes!!!” I began to relentlessly pump my ass against his death stick, and Zak joined the rhythm. Tightening his grip on my hips, he pounded my ass hard with each thrust. His balls slapped against my ass with each plunge. “Ah, you’re a hungry pig for my toxic seed, aren’t you?” “Fuck, yes. Poz my faggot ass.” “Slow down, stud. You’ll get my DNA but not until I’m ready to flood your ass.” He held my hips steady, then slowed his pumping motion and continually withdrew his cock to the tip, with just the steel of his piercing remaining in my hole, then again thrust deep inside me, commenting as he did so, “Man, your hole feels awesome wrapped around my cock.” “That's good, 'cause fuck, I love your rod in me.” He continued a slow steady pace, edging himself close to shooting his load in my guts, then stopping, I could feel his cock pulsing a few times deep inside me, then Zak again began working his dick in and out of me. Each time he brought himself close to cumming then backed off. “You want my poz seed in you now?” “Yes, you feel so incredible. Load me up.” He again began to thrust in and out of my hole, but this time he slowly increased his pace, plunging in me harder and faster. “Fuck, I’m really close. You’re getting all my seed.” “You want it pig? Want my charged cum?” “Yes, give it to me.” “Yeah?” “Yes, I want to poz. Give it to me.” I again tightened my ass around his shaft, and he thrust in me one more time. “Here it comes….take my poz load.” He groaned and grunted, as his cock throbbed and pulsed deep in my hole. The sensations of his cum shooting from his death stick deep in my guts pushed me over the edge, and my cock erupted gobs of cum over and over with each throb of my shaft. With his cock still pulsing inside me, he grabbed my shoulders and shoved his cock even deeper in my ass. I couldn’t get enough of Zak’s cock. It felt amazing buried in my cunt. My balls drained themselves of all their seed. My ass was now filled with Zak’s poz juice. As he pulled his cock from my ass, cum trickled and dripped from my gaping hole. I knew he filled me with a huge load of sperm. My intestine walls were coated with his virus. Would it find its way to my bloodstream? The risk was incredibly exciting. I was hooked. There was no stopping it. I was definitely becoming a junkie for poz cum. Zak flopped on the couch next to me, panting and sweating. “Fuck that felt awesome. You have one hot ass.” Grinning and puffing, “It was very hot.” I turned and lay on the couch with my head resting on his thighs at his cock. I licked his mushroom head clean and ran my tongue down his shaft. “So……..am I hired to do your ink?” “How can I say no after a consultation like that?” We remained on the couch, naked. My head rested on Zak’s lap with his beautiful meat before my eyes. A small drop of poz spunk leaked from his piss hole and I lapped it up. We talked for a bit, getting to know each other a little better, while touching and caressing each other’s bodies. Zak told me he was born and raised in Chicago. He always had a fascination with tattoos from an early age on. He started working in a tattoo shop at 15, and after a few years became an apprentice for several years. He was lucky enough to be able to open his own shop a few years ago. Tattooing was something he loved. It was his passion, and all his tattoos had meaning in his life. I ran my hand across his biohazard tattoo. “So how long have you been poz?” “Not long, just a few years.” “Are you on meds yet?” “Ah…..no, so you got a fully charged load. Hope you’re cool with that.” My cock started to bone up. I nodded my head for him to look at my rod, “Does that answer your question?” “I guess so, you hot pig.” “Do you know who pozzed you?” “Yep,” with a slow drawn out descriptive tone, “A hairy, muscular, leather daddy with a beautiful ass and huge, uncut cock.” We both chuckled. “Did you know he was poz?” “You mean, did I chase?” “Yeah, did you want to convert?” “Fuck, yes, and it was one hot breeding.” “So why aren’t you with him?” “We weren’t looking for a relationship. We both got what we wanted from it. I was determined to get his poz load in me, and he was determined to make me work for it. It was an all-out, totally uninhibited, raunchy, verbal, poz fuck.” “It sounds like a hot breeding.” “Poz talk makes it the hottest conversion sex.” After a short pause, “So, when do you think you can get back down here to start your ink?” “Are you free next Friday in the afternoon? I could get down here by 3 or so.” “Ok….Friday at 3 it is. We’ll start your sleeve.” “Great, sounds good.” So, Zeek, what do you do up in Milwaukee?” “Well, let’s see, I like a lot of things. I graduated from college last year and just bought a home. I love doing remodeling and landscaping, so I’m redoing my house, fixing it up. I like being outdoor, hiking, biking, camping; stuff like that. I really enjoy movies, and dining out with buds.” “Cool. So what’s your degree in?” “Marketing and web design.” “Bonus!! If you’re up for it, maybe you can redesign my website for me.” “I’ll show you some of my work. If you like it, I’d love to do that for you.” “Awesome.” We stayed on the couch a bit longer and lye in each other’s arms. His naked body felt so good cuddled up against mine. “Hey, Zeek, do you have to be back in Milwaukee at a certain time? “No, I’m not on any schedule tonight. What did you have in mind?” “Want to go grab a few beers?” “Sure, that would be great.” Neither one of us moved too fast to get up. I think we both enjoyed cuddling together naked, but we reluctantly dragged our asses off the couch and slipped our clothes back on. Zak hung out in boystown at a few of the gay bars so we walked a few blocks to his favorite hang-out for a few beers. Zak introduced me to a few of his buddies that were out. We did a few shots with them then continued some one-on-one chat. “So, Zeek, what else gets you going besides ink, piercings and taking poz cock raw?” I chuckled, “Well, I’m pretty open-minded. I have a bit of a kinky streak in me.” “Oooh, kinky streak, like what? And you can’t shock me, believe me.” “Anything from toys, slings, sounds, to watersports, and more. What about you?” “There isn’t much I wouldn’t do, and everything on your list…… been there, done that. I’m a pig.” He leaned over to me and gave me a gentle nibble on my lip before planting a wet kiss on me. Standing up from his bar stool, Zak circled behind me and put his hands on my shoulders. He whispered in my ear, “I have to piss if you want a taste.” He made his way to the men’s room and looked back at me with a grin. You didn’t have to tell me twice. I was off my bar stool in a flash and following him to the bathroom with my beer in hand. When I walked into the bathroom, Zak already had his pants unzipped and his pierced meat dangled at the urinal. I walked up behind him and grabbed his ass. He turned to face me and pushed me to my knees. I took his cock in my mouth, and he held me still with his hands on my shoulders. “Fuck, here it comes.” As the first drops of piss hit my tongue I must have sprung an instant boner. I loved drinking from the tap. Zak’s warm piss sprayed from his cock filling my mouth. It had just a slight bitter taste to it, but was pretty watered down from the beer. I was like a hungry pig sucking its mother’s tit, wanting every drop of piss down my throat. Zak repeatedly stopped his urine stream, giving me just enough time to gulp down all of his nectar before letting his piss flow again in my mouth. My cock throbbed over and over again. He pulled his cock from my mouth and the last few sprays and drops of piss landed on my face, stache and beard. It was as if he was marking his territory. I stood up, slammed the rest of my beer in front of him then held the bottle to my cock head. I let out a full stream of piss filling my bottle to the top. I took a swig of my own piss then Zak took the bottle from my hand and left the bathroom. When I returned to the bar, he was sitting on his bar stool drinking from my beer bottle in front of everyone. They had no idea he was actually swigging my sweet cock nectar and not beer. After tipping another beer together and an erotic farewell kiss, I left for Milwaukee. On my drive up I94 I had time to think outside the heat of the moment. Even though I had fantasized for a long time about taking a poz cock raw, that was the first time I actually went through with it. A little fear set in knowing I could possibly poz from Zak’s DNA planted deep in my hole. I debated pulling into the Oasis pit stop, heading to the bathroom and emptying his seed from inside me. Those thoughts were quickly diverted by my cock boning up over thoughts of how awesome his hard shaft felt in me, and that having his poz cum in me also turned me on. The thoughts of his hot naked, inked body danced through my head. The smell of his piss still lingered on my beard and stache. My cock again throbbed in my jeans. I never even considered myself an actual chaser, but found myself craving more of his toxic spunk. The Oasis was just ahead, but I drove on past as my car continued down I94; my cock raging hard and my ass twitching full of Zak’s charged cum. I still had some fear in me, but I knew there was no turning back. I began to accept that I wanted to charge up, and I wanted Zak to be my gifter. The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 2 Unable to sleep, I got out of bed, and started my day. Today was a special day for several reasons. It was my 23rd birthday, and it was also Friday, the day of my first tattoo session with Zak. I was a little anxious and nervous, but excited to be seeing him again. I wanted to start my journey becoming a heavily inked pig, but I was not sure how much it would hurt. I turned on Netflix and watched some episodes of Miami Ink. Seeing hot Ami James and all his sexy ink just got me turned on and more determined than ever to go through with it. It was what I wanted. I decided to get dressed and cruise down to Chicago early. It was a perfect day for a drive, sunny and warm. I rolled down the windows and cranked the music. The air felt invigorating blowing across my body. I arrived in Boystown well ahead of my tattoo time with Zak, so I decided to browse the shops in the area. I came across a cool bookstore and bought a tattoo magazine. I also found an awesome pair of black biker boots, and a few t-shirts. Then I came across an adult bookstore and couldn’t resist checking out their gear. I ended up walking out with a “pig” t-shirt and a new yellow “piss pig” jock. After my little shopping spree I headed for the tattoo shop. I arrived a little early for my appointment. Zak greeted me with a hug and told me I could have a seat on the sofa while he finished up with his client. He grabbed me a bottle of water, and I sat down in the same place where just a week earlier I was taking Zak’s poz cock raw. The thought of it just gave me a major erection. I tried to find a distraction to get my boner to stop poking at my jeans. After all, Zak and his client were within eye’s shot. At least his client had his back to me. I found Zak’s portfolio sitting on the table next to the sofa. I browsed through the pages, but seeing his ink work only made my cock harder. I glanced at Zak, and he happened to look up at me. I immediately grinned back at him and stood up to show him my raging hard on through my jeans. I rubbed my crotch, and he chuckled then gave me a look that said, “Behave yourself.” I returned to the sofa and remembered an article I read several years earlier about a guy that popped wood at an inappropriate time and tried to “kill” the “snake” that had come to life in his pants by thinking about greasy dishes. (Why the hell I remember that article I have no idea). Maybe that would kill the beast in my pants. I tried to concentrate on dirty dishes, but all I could think about was stripping naked and having Zak fuck the hell out of me and unload his poz seed in my ass. My hard cock raged on. I grabbed a pillow for my lap to camouflage the bulge in my pants. After about a 15 minute wait, Zak poked his head around the corner and told me to follow him to his tattoo station. He walked to the entrance and locked the front door. “Now we’re all alone. No interruptions.” I pointed to my pants, “Good, because something is still up.” Zak laughed, “You’re becoming a cum-crazed pig. You know that don’t you?” “Yeah, and I love it.” I took a seat at his work station, and he walked up to me from behind. He put his hands on my shoulders, bent down and ran his tongue across the back of neck. He kissed my neck, nibbled my earlobe then worked his way to kissing my cheek. His tongue licked across my upper lip and he buried it into my mouth and started to make out with me, swirling his tongue with mine. Zak showed me his now hard cock bulging through his jeans, “As much as I want to tear your clothes off and fuck you right here, we won’t get anything done that way.” “And why is that a bad thing?” He again chuckled, “Let’s focus on your ink. We can play after.” “Oookkkaaayyy, ok.” “So are you ready to get started, sexy?” “Yeah, I’m ready.” “Awesome.” He grinned, “Besides, I’ll kill your hard on in no time when you feel the needle.” I chuckled and smiled at him, “You seem to be getting too much pleasure from that.” “I probably am, but there’s only one way to find out. Let’s get started. I made a few sketches for you to take a look at. If you like them I’ll use the one you want.” After looking at both designs, I had a hard time deciding between the two. Both were so cool. “Wow, I’d be happy with either design. They rock!!” “Well then, can I make a suggestion? This one is my favorite, because I think it will follow the curves of your arm the best.” “Cool. Then that’s it. It’s the one.” “Great. Get your shirt off and I’ll start the layout.” I pulled my shirt off over my head and sat down in the chair again. Zak was grinning at me. “What? What’s wrong?” “Nothing, I’m happy you are here, and allowing me to give you your first tattoo. That and you have one hot, trim body.” He pulled his chair next to mine, and took me by the hand. He positioned my arm and started the sketch. “This tattoo is going to look so cool on you, Zeek.” After about 10 minutes Zak completed the rough layout, and started to set up his ink. “Go look in the mirror and let me know if you’re happy with the layout.” I walked to the mirror and checked out the design. “It looks perfect.” “Awesome, get your sweet ass over here.” “Yes sir.” “Have a seat and get your arm up here. I’ll start out slow so you can see how it feels. We’ll work on it as long as you can. If you need a break, just let me know.” I sat in the “hot seat” again. I was nervous and excited all rolled up into one. Zak positioned my arm, “Here we go. You’re about to lose your tattoo virginity.” The familiar buzz of the tattoo gun filled the room, and my adrenaline rush kicked in. Zak rubbed a dab of aquaphor onto the first spot and the needle pierced my skin and the first line was inked in no time. I was happy to find the pain tolerable. It felt more like an annoying pinching sensation than anything. I also quickly discovered that I like to watch. I like to see the needle entering my skin watching the tattoo take shape. Guess that doesn’t come as a surprise to me, since I love visual stimulation with sex too. Seeing piss or cum shooting from a hot cock, or watching a hard piece of meat sliding in and out of a gaping ass is totally erotic. I like eye contact while getting fucked too. There definitely is a sexual side to the process of getting tattooed. The needle poked my arm again and snapped me back to reality. After about an hour and a half or so of turning my arm this way and that way, and switching to lying on the table, while Zak carved his design into my arm, the line work was finished. “How are you doing, Zeek? Need a break for a few?” “Sure. A stretch break would be good.” “How does it feel?” “It’s definitely burning a little, but it’s ok.” “Cool, we won’t finish in one session so let me know when you need to end. I’ll let you call it.” I walked over to the mirror to check out my new ink. Zak appeared behind me in the mirror, slipped his arm around my waist and kissed me gently on the neck. “It’s looking so hot on you, Zeek.” “I love it so far.” “Wait until you see the color start to fill it in. It will come to life.” Zak returned to his seat and set up the colors needed in his ink caps. After about 5 minutes, “I’m ready for you, Zeek. Let’s start shading in that sucker.” This time Zak had me lay on the table to start. He positioned my arm straight out away from my body. “Damn, Zeek, you make me want to tear those jeans off and fuck you right here.” Zak wheeled his chair to the side of the table and kissed me on the belly. I caressed the back of his head. His lips felt incredible on my skin, and his beard tickled my side. My cock certainly responded to his touch. It was already half erect. “I’d love to seed you right now.” “As hard as this is to say, Nah uh, it’s ink time. We can play soon enough.” He said, “I know, I know…..Focus.” The buzz of his tattoo gun kicked in again, and the color started on my sleeve. About 2 ½ hours later we were finished for the day. A bunch of color was completed and it was looking awesome, but my arm was also on fire. Zak cleaned up sleeve, and lightly rubbed a thin coat of aquaphor onto my skin. “That’ll cool it down, Zeek. Go check it out, man.” I walked to the mirror. “Oh my God, Zak, I love it.” He walked over to me at the mirror. “Wait till it’s finished. It’s going to look awesome.” He wrapped my arm then taped it in place then returned to his work station and began to clean it up. I continued to look at myself in the mirror, admiring my new ink. “It’s going to bleed a little and leak ink a bit, Zeek, so clean it when you get home. Put the aquaphor on it a few times a day while it heals.” “Ok….no problem.” Zak again appeared behind me in the mirror. He pulled his t-shirt off, put his arms around my waist and pulled my body tight against his. I could feel his hard cock against my ass. My dick quickly boned up. I reached back and slipped my hand between us to grab his hard dick. I rubbed his hard rod through his jeans. His cock throbbed in my hand, and Zak let out a moan of pleasure and began kissing my neck. As he whispered in my ear, “I want to fuck you raw, right here and right now,” he rubbed my hard cock, and unbuttoned my pants. He reached down into my pants and stroked my meat. My jeans dropped to my ankles, and Zak began to grind his cock against my bare ass. I could feel the wetness on the head of my cock as my precum leaked from my piss hole. Zak smeared my juice onto my shaft then put his wet hand over my mouth. I stuck my tongue out and licked up my precum from his hand. Zak slipped his thumb into my mouth, and I began to suck it. While he continued to kiss my neck from behind me, he unbuttoned his jeans and dropped them to the floor. I grabbed his ass and pressed his cock tight into my ass cheeks. Zak again moaned then grasped me around the waist and chest. He kept grinding his cock between my ass cheeks. “Fuck, you feel so good, Zeek. I want to feel my cock inside you. Give you what we both want. “Yes, you know I want it. Charge me up, Zak. Please fuck me.” I stepped out of my jeans and kicked them aside. I was now naked with Zak’s cock pressed hard against my ass. His precum began to lube my hole as he continued to rub his hard cock between my cheeks. He kicked his jeans off. Our bodies were both naked. The touch of Zak’s skin against my body sent chills up my spine, and I could already feel the sweat forming between us. Zak held me tightly from behind with his arm across my chest, and with a firm grip caressed my ass cheeks and rubbed his hand across my hole. My ass tightened and puckered while my cock stiffened and throbbed. Zak kissed me on my mid back, then on my side, and raised my arm above my head to bury his tongue in my arm pit. He continued to lick my pit, lapping up the scent off my body. He moved in front of me then pressed his lips to mine and slipped his tongue into my mouth. I could taste my salty sweat on his lips and tongue. He spit in my mouth, and we continued to exchange saliva, while twisting our tongues together. With a firm grip on the back of my neck, we continued deep, erotic, French kissing for a few minutes. Then he hugged me and kissed my neck. He nibbled my ear lobe and buried his tongue in my ear while we ground our naked bodies against one another. Zak backed away from me, and snuck in one more kiss on my lips, then took me by the hand, our cocks both standing at attention and rock hard. He led me to the sofa where he first planted his seed in me the week before. He motioned to the couch, “Get on your knees, and spread those cheeks.” I eagerly obeyed. Zak knelt behind me and spread my cheeks wide with a firm grip. My puckered hole twitched with excitement, and he gave me one slap on the ass before burying his tongue into my ass. I arched my back and after continuous prodding and licking my hole opened up and his tongue slipped inside. He buried his tongue as deep as he could into my ass. The sensations sent chills through my body, and my hole begged to be filled by his cock. Zak gave one last grasp to my ass cheeks and a little massage. He stood up and then lounged back in a sitting position next to me on the sofa. His cock stood straight in the air. “Get your mouth on my cock and lube it up.” I shot onto the floor on my knees and slid the full length of his shaft down my throat. My tongue slid along his cock, and I began for work his dick in and out of my mouth. I continued to suck Zak’s cock, and it throbbed and pulsed in my mouth, spilling sweet precum down my throat. Zak grabbed the back on my head, shoving his cock deep down my throat. “Yeah, work that poz cock, swallow that charged precum.” He held his cock buried all the way in my mouth setting off my gag reflex, and making my eyes water. “Get up here and ride my cock. I want to see my meat slide all the way inside you.” I stood on the sofa, my legs straddling Zak’s, my pole standing straight up; balls dangling in front of his face. He tugged on my sack and engulfed both of my balls into his mouth. He sucked my balls, and licked them before grasping them with his hand and pulling them down to devour my cock down his throat. He sucked my rod for a few minutes, then said, “Sit on my poz cock, boy.” He spit in his hand, and as I lowered myself toward his hard shaft he smeared his spit onto my hole and lubed his cock with a few wet strokes. He directed the head of his meat toward my hole. His eyes were fixed on the head of his shaft as I squatted above his tool. I slowly lowered myself onto his cock. His PA ring and dick head pressed at my asshole, and with a quick thrust his cock head slipped inside. With a slow, steady motion my ass lips slid down the full length of his shaft. His hard cock was all the way inside me. Zak grabbed my hips and buried his cock even deeper in me. “FFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!!! Feel my poz rod in you. My PA is going to tear you up.” His cock stiffened in me, and his PA stretched my hole with each pulse of his meat. Zak cupped his hands onto my ass, and spread my cheeks wide open. I began to ride is pole all the way in and out of me with slow, steady motions. He groaned each time I took his cock all the way inside me. “Fuck, yes Zak!” The sensations were driving me wild. My cock was stiff and pulsing. Zak again grabbed my waist and began to shove me down onto his cock faster and harder, thrusting his hips each time to drive his death-stick all the way inside me. I could feel his PA further stretching and working my hole raw with each slam of his cock into my hole. It felt amazing. “Damn, Zeek, I can’t hold out much longer. You want my poz load?” “Fuck, yes. Breed me. Make me your poz pig.” My ass tightened around his shaft. “Oh, fuck, yes, here it comes. I’m going to poz you up, pig.” Zak thrust inside me. I felt his cock throb over and over again. As he filled my guts with his DNA, I stroked my cock, erupting cum onto his face, and beard. He opened his mouth. My cock continued to pulse, and I shot more of my jizz across his lips onto his tongue. While my cock still throbbed, I slowly worked the length of his shaft in and out of my ass. “Fuck, yes, Zeek, work my poz babies into you.” Blood tinged cum dripped from my ass with each plunge down his cock. Then I sat on his cock until I felt it stop throbbing inside me. I pulled his dick from my ass, and it slapped against his biohazard tattoo. His meat was covered with streaks of pink tinged cum. “Fuck, yes. Look at that, Zeek. Keep my virus in you. It definitely has access to your bloodstream.” Zak scooped up his blood streaked cum from his cock and put his fingers into my mouth. I licked and sucked them clean, swallowing every drop. Blood dripped from the edge of the bandage covering my freshly inked arm. It splattered onto Zak’s biohazard tattoo and cock. He ran his fingers down his shaft through my blood, across his lips and tongue. I kissed his mouth, tasting my blood on his lips. Still puffing and panting, “Fuck, Zeek. That was so hot. I love fucking my poz cum into your ass.” “I love feeling you shoot your toxic seed in me.” We need to change your bandage. Zak removed the wrapping from my arm and walked to his station for more bandages. I enjoyed looking at his naked body. It was such a turn on to me. He returned with more supplies and reapplied the bandage to my arm. We lie naked in each other’s arms on the sofa. “When can you get back down here to see me? We can continue your ink after a few weeks too. Let this heal a bit first.” “I definitely can get here in two weeks to continue my ink.” “How about we go on a date next weekend and an ink session two weeks from tonight same time?” “Sounds perfect to me.” “You know, you could possibly be ready for a biohazard tattoo in two weeks too.” I smiled, “Fuck yes.” My cock started to bone up at that thought, and I planted a slow, passionate kiss onto Zak’s lips. “Zeek, I want you to know something. I don’t want to just poz you. I like you, and not just a little. I like you a lot. I want you to be my boyfriend, my poz pig. What do you say?” “I’d like that a lot.” We continued to make out on the sofa. Our naked bodies pressed tightly together. Before we knew it both of our cocks were fully boned up again. We began to grind our bodies together. Zak kissed my neck and whispered in my ear, “Zeek, I want to give you my DNA again. Make you my poz boy……….”

Seven weeks today since my last cigarette. No patches, gum or e-cigs either. Woo Hoo

I've been meaning to write this story out for awhile, it might be similar to a lot of stories already on here, but I wanted to put my personal spin on it. Bear with me, this is just the first part of this fiction, more will follow. Revenge I waited until Joey got in the shower before I grabbed his phone from the bedside table. My boyfriend had been hiding something from me and I was determined to find out what that was. He had been sidestepping questions and overall I got this feeling like he wasn't where he said he was when I texted him. I looked at the pass code lock on his phone and typed in his combination, having seen him enter it when we snuggled on the couch. For someone with something to hide, he could have made it harder to snoop through his phone. I swiped through his screens and cringed at how many random games and one-time use apps there were with no organization or folders. Among all that, I found he still had Grindr on his phone. I thought about whether or not I had ever heard that telltale yone go off while we were together and I couldn't remember ever hearing any sound, it was always on vibrate. I opened the app and went to his recent messages and while there weren't any new ones I saw that he was messaging someone as recent as this morning. I read through the thread and saw that they had hooked up that day while I was at work. I was livid as I read more and read through the other messages to find he was hooking up with guys at least twice a week and it seemed like a different guy each week. I suppose I should have taken it as some sort of consolation that he was using condoms because he always demanded them - even with me, but I just couldn't get over the fact that he lied about being monogamous for the year and a half we were together. I thought about how I might have been alright with having an open relationship if we had simply discussed it. We could have brought in a third guy or had an orgy. I started to get hard thinking about that and had to shake my head to focus on the problem. I looked at Joey's profile: discreet, masc/ddf safe and NEG only, no flakes. I shook my head and closed the app, making sure to put his phone right where I found it. Joey was still in the shower, but I didn't want to risk getting caught snooping. I thought about what I'd discovered and briefly considered confronting him about it, but I didn't feel like that would be enough. I thought about cheating myself to get even, but I would have to sleep with a man every night for month just to come close to his number. Thinking about going behind Joey's back made me hard again, just as he came out of the bathroom. "Hey baby, " he said as he strut over to me nude and steaming from his shower. Joey was sexy, 5'8" tall, white, and thick like a wrestler. He crawled across the bed to my 6' athletic latin frame. I admit I was getting a little chubby and thought maybe that was why he cheated and it made me angry. "Looks like you could use a hand," he growled softly as his hand stroked the outline of my uncut cock in my sweats. I briefly considered pushing him away, but I didn't want to come up with some lame excuse to cover up my newfound knowledge. Without a word, I pulled down my sweats and let my 7 inch cock stand to attention. I reached over to his head and pulled down, giving the signal for head. He licked at my skin covered head and slowly went down until I hit the back of his throat. There was still an inch to go so without warning I thrust in and out, forcing him to take more. He gagged and tried to push back but I held on tight and kept up the pressure until he coughed and sputtered for air. I let him up just a bit to catch his breath, but didn't let go of his head. Before he could sit up and yell at me, I pushed my dick back in his mouth and face fucked him. Being more prepared, he relaxed his throat enough for me to slap my balls against his lips. I thrust in and few more times and felt my cum rising. I pulled out and slapped my dick on his face and moved to stand up before I came. "Damn baby, that was hot" he managed to say after getting his breath. "Where did that come from?" "I had a stressful day," I lied. I moved behind him and rubbed his hole with my finger. The same hole someone was fucking that morning. "I was thinking, can I finally fuck you raw tonight?" "Andy, you know how I feel about that," he replied. "I know we've been exclusive but I just don't feel right yet." I didn't feel right about him lying right to my face just then, but I didn't say anything. I just walked over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom so I could fuck my frustration out on him. I lubed up my cock and slid into his waiting hole, realizing how much I wanted to bareback him. I thought about my cum leaking out of his hole and it made me rock hard, but I knew he wouldn't dare let anyone fuck him raw, not even me. I grabbed his nips and squeezed them as I thrust my dick all the way into him. He bucked up and squealed like a pig. I'd never been that rough with him before. "Fuck, baby that hurt" he cried. I smacked his ass in response and slid almost all the way out and back in again. His moan told me he was more prepared this time. Little slut, I thought. Of course he would get be used to my dick now. Getting fucked earlier today loosened him up. I started thinking of that guy he messaged fucking him raw and that sent a wave of pleasure through me. I wanted to see Joey flooded with cum, even if it wasn't mine. He was so worried about HIV and I thought about how it would be his just desserts if he were pozzed when cheating on me. That last thought of Joey filled with poz cum sent me over the edge. I thrust into him as hard as I could, four angry thrusts until I came. I pulled out and slid the condom off, tying off one end and putting it in the trash. Joey panted as he pushed himself up off the bed. It seemed he had cum on the sheets, the sticky substance showing on his stomach. "Wow, that was the best fuck we've had" he said. I smiled at him and nodded. It was true. I hadn't cum like that in a year, and what set it off was the thought of pozzing him.

I was in Toronto on business and had been chatting with a hot muscle jock who has a PA in his cock...which I happen to love. We weren't able to hook up at my hotel as I was staying quite a distance out of town, so I decided to hit the baths one afternoon when he was free, and I invited him to join me there. Arriving at the baths, I got a room with a sling. While waiting the arrival of the muscle jock, another very hung man kept hanging out my door so I finally invited him in. Began blowing him in earnest. He had a nice thick cock, and as I blew him, I craved it up my ass. As he moaned and thrust into my mouth there was a knock at the door. He jumped, but I told him I was expecting my buddy. I opened the door, and my buddy proved to be even hotter in person than in his pics online. He immediately stripped and clearly liked what he saw, as his very nicely sized PA cock was sticking straight up. I went back to blowing the first guy as I presented my ass to second guy. Without hesitation, he began rimming me, getting my hole wet for fucking. I then turned around and started blowing him, sort of enjoying his metal PA clicking on my teeth. He in turn began sucking the other guy. My buddy started fingering my ass too....and kissing the other guy. He invited the other guy to slide into my hole. The other guy was a bit tentative about going in bareback, but was encouraged and ended up going for it. While I continued to suck my buddy's dick, the other guy begin grinding his raw cock into my hole. My buddy was grabbing my head and pushing it down onto his dick. Then, my buddy wanted in my ass as well, so the two guys flipped me around and that pierced cock broke my hole open. I took that cock hungrily. One more switch...and the original guy was back to pumping my now very happy fuck hole. His breathing got harder and my buddy began to kiss him deeply. I just focused on feeling him pound harder and harder into me, feeling his cock begin to swell up. He let out a big moan and shoved deeply into me. I could feel a very large load being pumped deep into my guts!!! After his last spasm of cum left his cock he pulled out and left, leaving me and my buddy. My buddy was SO turned out he immediately threw me onto my back and began to pound hard into me as well. He wanted to save his cum for a later time...so kept edging himself even as he pounded my hole. We finally took a break and went out into the 'public areas'. He lead me to a fuck bench so he could begin to slow fuck me there, and to see who showed up. Some other guys did come around and were stroking. One slid his dick down my throat while my buddy plowed me. I heard some conversation, and felt my buddy pull out only to have a stranger's dick enter my hole. I moaned in pleasure as both of my holes were being used, slurping on the cock down my throat as he face fucked me, and as the guy in my ass opened my man. I could hear their breathing get faster...and they must both have heard each other, because I suddenly tasted cum being sent down my throat at the same time the guy in my ass also shot his load into me. When they left my buddy grabbed me and led me back to our room. He was intent on putting up the sling. I jumped into it, got my legs into the restraints. We left the door open for the show. He slid his hard cock into my now cummy hole and began very deliberately fucking me. Then he looked at me and asked "Want my piss, baby?" I let out a huge moan of "YESSSSS!" He stopped all movement and held me still in the sling. Looking deep into my eyes, I heard him say "Here it comes" and with that a flood of hot liquid flowed into my ass. He clearly was enjoying it as well. Eventually his piss stream ended and he began a rhythmic fucking of my hole again, which was, of course, full of piss and cum. There was a hot slurping noise each time he pulled out and pushed back in. My hole was so full of man juices being churned deep in my gut. I could feel him get harder and harder as his breathing became more labored. Then he leaned over and kissed me, whispering in my ear "My poz cum is gonna flood you now" as he simultaneously leaned back and shoved hard. His dick spasmed, as he added his charged load into my hole. He stayed inside me a while, kissing me over and over deeply. After he finally pulled out, we chatted some more. He met me at my hotel a couple of days later and gave me another good piss fuck! Totally made my trip to Toronto!!!!

Its completely up to you at this point. If you stay on PrEP and take it consistently as directed there is very little chance you will become poz. With that said some things are better left as a fantasy. You can have all the fun right now without the major consequence. Here's a couple quick thoughts on the issue. I've worked in HIV outreach and education before, and have NEVER ran into someone who didn't wish they could go back to being HIV negative. While the idea of some things may be really hot, its important to look at the long term picture. For example what if you meet the perfect guy, and he's HIV-, and cant commit because you are HIV+. Or what if you are one of the people who doesn't respond well to the main line treatments? Those are very real scenario's that you have the ability to keep yourself from experiencing. HIV is much easier to deal with today, but its still no cakewalk, and there is still a great deal of discrimination against people that are HIV+ out there. Oh and it can also end up being very costly. If I were you I would stay on PrEP, and have a good time that way.

I stopped smoking Dec 31, I wanted to start the new Year SMOKE FREE, no aids at all so far so good, I am very pleased, I think I will make it this time

Day Three As I sat in the cab heading back home after 2 days of non-stop fucking and partying, I started to feel horny again. I felt my hole pulsing again with the need to be filled. My nipples and my little dick got hard. I realized I was still high from the drugs as well as I struggled to keep my mind focused. I moved around my seat to keep my nipples from being brushed against the fabric of my shirt since that stimulus always triggered my body's arousal. However every time the cab ran over bumps on the road, my shirt rubbed against my nipples and my dick stayed rock hard. I monitored the backside mirror for the driver's attention as I slowly lowered my hand in my pants to adjust my dick. All of sudden, I saw the driver's eyes staring at me through the mirror. Few seconds later, the cab hit a big bump on the road and bounced my body up til my head hit the ceiling of the car then fell off my seat. As I pulled myself up back on the seat, We stopped at the red light and the cab driver turned around to look at me. I still had one hand in my pants. I heard the driver laughing as the light turned and he turned his gaze back on the road to drive on. "Your skinny ass can't stay on the seat." The cab driver said in between his laughter. I was a bit shocked at his such a vulgar remark but I didn't say anything. "You gay. You like cock? You take it in your ass?" He kept on asking me questions without giving me time to reply. As he continued his interrogation, we were nearing my house. I looked into my bag to look for wallet so I could pay the fare and run out of the cab as soon as we pull over to avoid replying to his questions. But when I looked up, I noticed that the driver have pulled over to the side of the road before he reached my place. "Um... why are you stopping here? You need to go few more blocks" I said as I leaned forward slightly and gasped at what I saw. Driver had his cock out and it was rock hard. "I want to fuck you." The old ugly Arabic cab driver started change into the object of my sexual desire as I stared at his freakishly large and hard cock. All of sudden I felt overwhelming rush of sexual and drug high taking over me. He told me to sit on the front and I obeyed. As soon as I closed the car door after moving to the front seat, he grabbed handful of my hair and pushed me down to suck him. He had a very strong body odor like many stereotypical cab drivers in NYC and as my nose got closer to his cock, it got even more unbearable. I pushed his hand away from hair and asked him "One second" so I could take a deep breath and hold my breath as I tried to plunge his cock deep into my mouth as much as I could. Even his repulsive odor didn't stop me from opening my mouth to him as my hunger and need for his cock was only thing I could think about right now. I bobbed my head up and down slightly and pushed his cock down my throat more and more til my nose rubbed on his pubic hair. The cabby pushed my head down as he moaned. I started to breathe through my nose as the head of his cock rested tightly down my tonsil. I opened my throat as if I was gulping down liquid and jammed his cock into my throat as he guided me. The cabby started to utter some words probably his native language as he jerked his cock with my throat. I started to get hornier and higher as we both started to lost in our sexual act. As he started to get more aggressive, I got hungrier. He framed my face with his hand and turned it up to meet his eyes with my mouth full of his cock. Seeing my need for pain and humiliation, he spat on my face and slapped me few times. I moaned around his cock as my mind was pushed to another sexual oblivion. Seeing my eyes rolled back, he asked me if I was on drugs. I nodded. He slapped me more and told me I was so filthy that I should get raped. As he tried to reach for my ass, we saw police car approaching us. He started the car and started to drive while I kept his cock lodged down my throat. As he drove, he told me he was taking me somewhere to fuck before taking me home. My mouth started to release more saliva at the mention of word "fucking." I was lost in servicing his cock til he pulled me off of his cock. We were parked in a small parking lot. He put his cock away and zipped up before he got out of the car and started conversation with someone. Through the fogged up window, I could see a sillouette of a figure. The cab driver told me to take more drugs now if I wanted to before he closed the car door. I took the pipe out and took couple of hits before the driver motioned me to come out of the car. When I stepped out of the cab, I saw who the cab driver was talking to and almost shot my loads at the sight of him. Handsome South American parking garage attendant was one of my students from last year. He didn't recognize me probably because the lot was pretty dark but I recognized him at once since I had a big crush on him. As a teacher I could compartmentalize my brain pretty well so I won't be sexually attracted to my students but for some reason he was the only student that was exception. I had to fight off my sexual urges around him for a year which wasn't easy. And now facing him in my sexual and chemical high, my whole body started to feel the need and hunger for him all over. Two men started to walk towards the little office and I followed them. As soon as I closed the door behind me, the two of them positioned themselves one by my face and one by my ass. Cab driver pulled my clothes off of me in a rush and lined up the head of his cock at the opening of my hole. I could feel my hole flexing rapidly around the cock head. I looked up to my formal student, young Brazilian parking attendant with lust filled eyes. He smiled down at me then put one hand over my mouth and pushed me down with the other. At the same time, the cab driver pushed his cock into my hole with one long push. I screamed with pain muffled by my Brazilian boy. The cab driver started to pound in and out of me without giving me chance to get used to his cock. Tears started to flow down my cheek as his mammoth Arabic cock rampaged my still tight Asian hole inside and out. The young Brazilian turned my head up and started into my eyes as wiped my tears with his fingers. This brought my sex drive to another height as eager acceptance of pain waved through my body. Both men must have sensed this change in me somehow as they got more aggressive. Cab driver started to slap my ass really hard as well making me shutter slightly each time. Brazilian wrapped his fingers around my neck tighter as he held my face up and started to slap me lightly. I continued to stare into his eyes and felt warm connection with him gradually building up in me. Brazilian and I maintained our eye contact the whole time cab driver fucked my hole with violent force til he shot his seeds into me. After he came, my Brazilian boy used his fingers to open my mouth. The cab driver pushed his cock head down my mouth and pour some water from a bottle to wash his shaft overflowing my mouth with the liquid. I tasted sweat, cum and some blood. Quickly cab driver pulled his cock back in his pants and went to his cab. Brazilian boy opened the gate for him and as soon as he pressed the button to close the gate, he sat down on the chair in front of me with his legs spread on either side of me. As he framed my face with his hand and resumed eye contacts, he asked me, "How are you doing Chris, my ex-teacher?" with a smile. I blushed at his recognization and greeted him. "How are you doing Kev?" "I knew you were gay but I was a bit shocked to see you like this tonight." I told him I wasn't usually as slutty as now and retraced the events of last 2 days of sex and party. He found it interesting that I just kept on getting used by everyone even my so called friend. I felt shameful and tried to break our eye contacts. But he held me in place and he started to whisper to me "I think that's how you were born. To be used by men like me." Wave of new desire swept through me and I told him, I wanted to please him. He told me to give him all the drugs I had with me. When he saw T pipe and bag, he smiled and nodded. As he started to set up the pipe I went on to tell him how I always found him attractive and admired him for a long time. I started to rub my hands all over his legs and started to massage his muscles. He told me to worship his cock with my mouth. I pulled his cock out through the opening and rubbed it all over my face. I started to make love to it with my hands and mouth. He took couple of drags from the pipe and told me I had an hour to enjoy his cock til the end of his shift. We repositioned the chair so I was completely under the table hidden from the view just in case we might be interrupted. I adored and worshipped his cock til the end of his shift and he drove to my house. We took a shower together and laid down in bed to sleep. Since we coudln't really fall asleep due to the drugs, he set up a line of some other drugs to help us sleep. As we waited for the drug to start kicking in, he rubbed some oinment on my ass to help it heal faster from being ripped by the cab driver.

This weekend I hooked up with this really hot tall muscular bottom and loaded his ass 2 times and shot a 3rd on him..... finally was able to get some good lighting..... http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=kudqf-G597-#.VLL0zivF_UU

I don't want to come across as harsh, but there's still a point I want to drive home, so forgive me my bluntness. Frankly I pity the fool who thinks that he needs HIV (or any other chronic disease) to live the life he wants to live. That's like longing to get cancer so you can become that amazing, saint-like, strong person you always wanted to be. It's bullshit. It's either in you or it isn't. Whether you self-actualize is up to you alone. Freedom is a state of mind, not a medical condition. That's not saying that there aren't many poz guys who live long, fulfilled lives and have great sex on the way. It's just that you don't need HIV for that. Also it's not the number of sexual encounters per se or the piggishness of the act that matters. It's the ability to enjoy yourself in the moment and to remember each fuck fondly afterwards what really makes for a great sex life. I don't want to brag, but the kind of sex I'm having on a regular basis would probably make some of you guys want to cry (also one of the reasons why I haven't contributed as much lately). If I showed you pictures of some of the guys I've seeded you'd probably call me a liar. That's because I don't see my neg status as a disability, but as something that leaves all options open to me, so I can just enjoy myself like a kid in a candy store. You're poz and on meds? Great. Let's fuck! You're neg? Bend over and take it. Some of my sexual adventures are like scenes from Treasure Island media. Half a dozen guys in a hotel room breeding and seeding for hours. Well, that's what I call a friday. I've fucked muscle gods while others pissed on each other in front of a crowd of 50 cheering guys. And two days later I can hook up with a student from the local college who wants to try barebacking for the first time because his boyfriend insists on condoms (or wants to take a load himself because his BF is a total bottom). I can be a safe-only guy's dirty little secret. Or a "straight" (yeah, right ) guy's experimental phase. Because I'm not hung up on anything or defined by something. Instead I just go with flow and see where my horniness takes me. That probably wouldn't change at all if I were poz. But only because being poz wouldn't really matter: I already am sexually liberated. If you have the option to go on prep, this should be a no-brainer. Just get over your psychological issues. Just let go of all of that bad karma like feelings of envy and start enjoying yourself.

New Year's Eve (part 6) Somebody handed me a towel, undid my cuffs and had me remove my jockstrap and then took me out of the bedroom and around the corner to the bathroom, I could feel cum streaming out of my ass and down my legs with each step I took. I reached up to scratch my hairy chest and felt the hardened cum all over it. I was a cummy mess from top to bottom. Boy, what a great bathroom, I was surprised to see a four man shower glass enclosed with nozzles on both sides of the marbled titled shower. It had a bench installed in the center, a couple of sinks, and a toilet off to the side. Each of the shower nozzles had an enema bag with a long tube cord attached to them and all ends met near the bench. I could not tell if they were full or empty as they were black in color and I was pretty buzzed. Without being told and knowing probably what the host wanted, I took off my towel and dropped it to the floor, climbed up on the bench in the shower, and got into a crouched kneeling position so it would be easy to insert any of the tube bags either in my mouth or ass. What I did not count on was the butt plug that was easily forced up my ass when I got into position. The butt plug had a drilled hole in both ends of it from what I had seen when it was carried in the room. Once inserted, I felt a snap and then knew the process. Each bag got inserted into the plug and drained liquid into my ass. My host told me he had been collecting everyone's piss at the party and had saved it in these bags where all the guests had been drinking beer and smoking T and crack, hell whatever they wanted. When all the bags were empty, the butt plug was stoppered and left in my ass so I could soak up the juices. My ass started to cramp and I started to moan in pain as I knelt there. A couple of lines of coke or crushed T, I don't know which, were presented on glass mirror before me with a short straw and I was told to clean it all up. I did not hesitate as the greedy pig that I was and even licked the mirror clean afterwards with an evil grin on my host as the plate was removed. The pain in my ass subsided until it felt natural to have so much water weight in my ass. I was left in this position as a procession of men with hard cocks came by so I could start sucking cocks in my mouth as guys came by to observe what was going on. Some reaching under and rubbing my stomach, some slapping my ass, and others feeding me more piss down my throat or spraying a pissload all over in my face or on my hairy body. The host returned and rubbed all the piss into my hair and skin, he allowed me to get out of the shower and use the toilet for awhile as it took some time to drain out all of that piss and cum and then had me take a quick shower, a fresh water enema til I was clean again, to dry off, and to put my jockstrap back on and my tall boots which he had retrieved from my secure storage spot. the ankle and wrist cuffs were attached, a tube was tied around my arm to try to get my veins to show, as I was led back into the bedroom and into the sling...

I am a bottom and I love being fucked bare and feeling the Top shoot inside me. I feel when the top shoots in me he has really enjoyed my ass. Even though I prefer bb and having cum inside I am not a bug chaser and want to become poz.

Do you guesstimate that you've been bred by a 1,000 or more different guys? If so, over how many years do you think it took you and at what age did you reach that milestone?

I met him in 2009. He had been in the country for five years, living in NYC but had recently moved to San Francisco. The second I saw his big, veiny, uncut cock on BBRT, I knew I had to get it in my cunt. I liked his status, which was listed as poz + other. The only status which turned me on more was do not care. We met at the hot tubs on Van Ness Avenue. I liked the place as I could fuck and not worry about getting blood on the sheets or piss on the rug, which would be the case if I got fucked at home. I didn't ask what the other in his status was, it really didn't matter. I fucking wanted it - I wanted every fuckin' thing he had. That cock didn't disappoint, it was a thing of beauty: thick, long and shiny. It flopped out of his suit pants, hard and dripping. He bent me over and rammed it home. I was being used like a hole, just like I wanted it. My insides were being torn up. By the time this fuck got sloppy, I would be lubed-up with a mixture of his precum and my blood. My whimpers turned into begging as we were running out of time. I begged for his poz load. The sheets and my ass were soaked with pink froth, my cunt was a hungry gaping hole. He was piston-fuckin' to get his nut. Softly he whispered in my ear "You want my strain, pig?"

The first fucking I got at the nude campground sure set the tone for all the rest of the weekend. Some friends of mine liked going to this gay, nude campground and they were always talking about all the "fun" there was to be had at it. Well, it didn't take much convincing on their part before I was begging to go the next time, so the next holiday weekend (I think it was July 4th) we went. It was a very interesting and very liberating experience. Everyone just walked around nude during the day and lounged by the pool, etc. With a few occasional excursions into the woods for some sex. I just viewed it as a way to see everyone's equipment before hitting on them. There was this one couple that I was sort of drawn to-- one had a biker, leather look and one was very clean shaven. The biker had a fu-manchu biker stache, furry chest, and a thick cock with some low hangers. His partner was taller, thin, smooth, and had a dick that was enormous! (It's always the tall, thin ones, isn't it?) Anyway, I made sure I hung out and drank with them all day (when I wasn't hanging with my friends). Then evening rolled around... and that's when the fun began. The whole campground sort of parties in the evenings, and there is a lot of drinking. They make a special lemondade that will knock you on your ass if you aren't careful. And I wasn't careful. Boy did I get hammered! And the drunker I got, the more blatantly I flirted with the couple. Eventually I learned that they had a portable sling set up, and that they'd be more than willing to take turns fucking my hole, so I wandered off with them, while my friends watched me go. They knew what was cumming. Once at the sling, we all got to playing. I was kneeling and taking turns sucking their cocks, and they were working my nips and we all were having a grand old time. Then they put me in the sling. Biker guy kneeled and started tonguing the hell out of my ass, while Big Dick was feeding my mouth his enormous cock. He grew to about nine inches when all was said and done. Biker Guy wasn't bad either, at a respectable thick 7 inches... with a big head. Then came time for fucking. Big Dick was still fucking my mouth, but somehow he produced a bottle of poppers and he began feeding them to me like a good host. Biker Guy lubed up and said, "I'm gonna fuck you for awhile first, to get you opened up for that monster, ok?" I nodded my consent. Another snort of poppers and I feel his raw cock start to enter my ass. It felt fucking incredible. He sets up a fuck rhythm and the sling is swaying, helping him penetrate as far into my ass as possible. All the while I was working Big Dick's cock with my mouth. After ten minutes or so, Biker Guy says, "This is a sweet ass- you about read for a turn Paul?" Paul (Big Dick) pulls out of my mouth while Biker pulls out of my ass. And I gotta admit, I'm a bit nervous about Paul's dick size. But I'm also drunk and flying on poppers. What the fuck, right? Paul somehow produces a condom, and starts rolling it on his impressive tool. Biker sees me watching and says, "He's poz, so he's gonna wrap before fucking you... house rules." Biker and Paul switch positions, and Biker Guy starts feeding me poppers while Paul is lubing and trying to work his cock up into a fully hard state again. I start sucking Biker and Paul starts nosing that big cock around my ass. Unfortunately he is having a devil of a time getting hard enough to get in my hole, and he's losing erection by the moment. We try this for while longer, but it just isn't working. Paul suggests switching again, so they do. Bike Guy's cock feels incredible in my ass again, and I'm loving feeling Paul's ginormous rod get hard in my mouth. After another ten minutes of fucking, Bike Guy says, "I can't hold out much longer... I'm gonna lose my nut." Paul is encouraging his partner to cum and moves around to watch. "Where do you want the load, man?" I barely have enough time to say "in me" before he's painting my guts with his load. It feels incredible, as I can feel every twitch of his fat knob in my ass. "Your turn, Paul." Biker Guy says while pulling out. "You really need to get in there and churn my cum." Biker Guy excuses himself and goes into their cabin to get a towel and beers, and Paul is standing next to me, starting to roll on another condom. I reach down, and gently stroke his dick and roll the condom off his head. "Fuck me, man" I beg him. "Shove that big fucker in me raw." John wouldn't want that-- besides, I'm poz man." "I know. And I'm telling you to fuck me. You can always pull out before you cum." Paul looked at me with lust in his eyes, stepped around to my ass, lubed up, and told me to get ready. I poppered up and prepared for the assault. Fuck did he have a massive fucking cock! He shoved that giant, raw cock into my ass all at once causing me to cry out in pain. This brought John out of the cabin and back to the action. "What's going on here-- you finally gettin' some of that hot hole, Paul?" John was hard again, and stood next to my face so I could suck his fat prong. John took over feeding me poppers while Paul fucked the SNOT out of my ass. He was using the sling to full penetration advantage, and it was about all I could take. Thank goodness my moans and grunts were stifled by John's dick, or the whole campground would have heard us. The entire time Paul is fucking me, John is coaching him, telling him to fuck my hole, to churn the cream that's already in my guts, to wreck my hole with his meat, etc. It's very hot. Then John says, "Paul's gettin' close to nutting-- I can tell by his face. Where you want it, man?" I looked up at him through my popper and drunken haze and said, "In me." "You heard the man, Paul. Breed this cunt's hole!" Paul closed his eyes and shoved in hard. I could feel all nine rigid inches throbbing inside me and I knew he was shooting his toxic spunk inside me. DEEP inside me. While Paul is cumming, John is jacking furiously and wandering toward my ass. He let Paul finish, then tells him to move. I feel that big fucking cock pull out of my ass, and then feel John shove in hard and start loading my sloppy ass again. Paul went inside while John finishes squirting in my butt. When John finally pulls out, he looks at me and says, "Well, THAT oughta get your weekend started right. Three cumloads in your ass." I asked John if Paul was gonna be in trouble for not using the condom. He said, "Nah. We always start off using the condom, but if the bottom pig begs for it raw... well, we give him what he wants. House rules." Paul and John tagged my ass several more times that weekend... as did about ten other campers.

I was really horny and cruising Claigslist one day. I'd just recently started taking anon loads and getting fucked without asking guys their hiv status. I was resigned to the certainty that sooner or later I'd get pozzed. To be honest, it made my dick hard thinking about taking poz cum, although I told myself I didn't want to get infected. I saw an advertisement I'd seen before that I'd always thought was hot. It was from a poz black top who only fucked bareback, and who wanted poz-friendly bottoms. I'd never answered it because I hadn't been willing to take a load from a poz guy. That had changed: not only was I willing, I was eager to take a charged load, especially from a lovely big, black cock like the one in the ad. He was a bit thuggish looking with a long thick cock that turned up abruptly toward the end; things that all made my dick throb. After a short exchange of emails I went over to his place, which was a run-down apartment in a rough neighborhood. I had video two cameras and tripods with me; he'd said it was ok to video the fuck as long as he got a copy. I was really nervous as I walked up to his door; was I really going to take a charged load from a black thug? He was even more thuggish looking than he looked in his on-line photographs, and I was really turned on. I set the cameras up, one with a side view and slightly above and one from the rear, level with where my ass would be. I hoped it would capture a good view of his cock in me and his cum running out of me after he bred me. He told me to strip and get on my knees. I complied and he stuck his crotch in my face. "Chew on my dick, bitch." I raised my hands to unbutton his pants and he knocked them away. "No hands, faggot! Work my cock with your pussy-ass mouth and get me hard." I moaned and mouthed the bulge in his pants. This was even better than my fantasies! He grabbed my head as mashed my lips against his cock. "Chew on it, you white pussy boy!" I was afraid I was going to cum in my drawers if he kept this up. His pants were spotted with my saliva and his precum. His cock had grown and was slightly hard. "Use your hands. Take my cock out." I frantically pulled his fly open with trembling hands, pulled his drawers down and saw one of the most beautiful cocks I've ever seen: it was long, thick, jet black. It was even uncut! I was in heaven. I took the head in my hand and stuck my tongue in the foreskin, which was dripping precum. I bathed the head of his cock with my tongue, lapping up copious juice. His cock had a strong taste, like he hadn't bathed or washed it in several days. There was no actual cheese, but it was the strongest tasting cock I could remember sucking. The lovely thing swelled under my attentions and the head emerged from the foreskin. "Suck my nigger dick, faggot. I bet you're a fucking bugchaser aren't you?" I nodded without letting his cock out of my mouth. He was almost fully erect and that upward curve was becoming more pronounced. "You sick fucking queer! You're going to get what you want tonight. When I let you walk out that door you're going to be one infected dicksucker. I'm going to tear that pussy of yours up and fill you with my poison cum." I moaned, this was what I wanted! I was going to get fucked and infected tonight! This was the first time I'd admitted to myself I wanted to get infected. He grabbed my head again and fucked his dick into my mouth to the root. He had to be eight inches long and that curve in the last two or three inches slammed into my throat. I gagged but managed not to throw up. "Cover my dick with cocksucker's slime fag; that's all the lube your faggot ass is getting." I moaned again, this was incredible, already easily the best sex ever with a man. I glanced down at my cock and saw precum flowing to the floor. "Last chance to back out, you sick fuck. Once I'm in your cunt I'm filling and pozzing you. Beg me to stop all you want, you're getting my babies in your guts." He grabbed my hair and pulled me off his dick. "Talk to me, faggot. You want my cock and cum in your cunt? You want me to knock you up?" "Yes, sir! Please fuck my ass and breed me! Please infect me!" "Get up!" He hauled me to my feet, grabbed my head in his hands and kissed me. He mashed my lips against his and raped my mouth with his tongue. I couldn't hold back; I moaned and shot my load on his crotch. He pushed me to my knees. "Lick it up, cocksucker! I don't want your weak faggot cum on me. I ought beat the crap out of your faggot ass for that!" I eagerly lapped my semen off him. I'd shot a big load and got a mouthful. I swallowed it quickly. I was shaking with fear and arousal. God, I wanted him to rape me and cum in me. "Bend over pussy-boy! You're getting it, now!" He spun me around and pushed me down, bending me over the bed. I felt the head of his cock on my asshole. "Take it, bitch!" He slammed it in to the hilt in one stroke. I screamed, it hurt so much. It felt like he'd split me open. My ass was surely ripped and bleeding. He slapped me on the side of head hard. "Shut the fuck up, bitch. You scream again, I'm fucking beating the shit out you before I knock your ass up! Take my big poz nigger dick in your white boy pussy and like it!" My cock was rock-hard again. He pulled almost all of the way out and slammed in again. "Blood on my dick, bitch. What do you think about that? You're already infected, you fucking queer piece of shit!" My cock squirted again. Not even twenty minutes and I'd shot two loads! This was beyond my wildest dreams! "Want to know something faggot? I'm not on meds, my viral load is off the charts. You are getting well and truly fucked and infected tonight!" I moaned and almost threw up. God, what had I done? I was pozzed, infected with HIV already. There was no turning back. I realized that was exactly what I wanted. "Thank you, sir! Thank you for your gift!" "You dumb fucking white boy faggot! It's not a gift. It's your fucking life!" He slapped me again, harder. My ears rang and it hurt. He pounded my asshole with his prick, fucking me hard and fast. After maybe ten minutes I felt his deathstick slide out of me and whimpered. He slapped the back of my head. "On your back, bitch, now." I rolled over and looked up at him looming over me. His cock was rock-hard, tight against his belly, covered in slime and dripping juice. He stuck it in my mouth and I moaned as I tasted precum, assjuice and blood. Already infected, for sure. The dick of death pulled out of my mouth and I felt my legs pulled up onto his shoulders. His cock slid back in me without resistance. One hand was holding my shoulder down, the other went behind my head and pulled my mouth to his. He kissed me hard and aggressively, tongue all over me while he banged away in my pussy. Finally he jerked into me hard and held it. Normally I never feel when a man shoots in me; this time he shot so hard and so much cum I felt warmth and pressure in my ass. He humped against me, spasming in my guts. "Knocking you up, faggot! I just shot my nigger bug juice in you. You are officially one ex-bugchaser. You caught it for sure." He collapsed against and rolled off, pulling his cock out me. "Clean it off, bitch, do it right." I eagerly took his softening dick in my mouth and licked and sucked it clean. I loved the taste of cum, assjuice and blood. He wiped my asshole with his hand. "Push my cum out, bitch." I did. He held his hand up and I saw that he'd shot an enormous load in me. He held it to my mouth. "Eat my cum, faggot." I did. It took a while there was so much. I loved the taste. "Now get dressed, gather your shit up and get the fuck out of here." He slapped me hard, twice. I tasted blood in my mouth where he cut my cheek. "Hurry up you fucking queer! I'll beat your ass down if you're not out in two minutes." I hurriedly dressed, grabbed my stuff and started for the door. "If I want to fuck you again, I'll email. I might get a group of guys together to rape your ass. You'd like that wouldn't you, you sick fucking piece of shit." I'd love it. I knew that if he wanted me, I'd do it. He could do anything he wanted to me. My dick was hard as I walked to my car. I could feel his poz cum oozing out of my torn up ass. I was looking forward to jerking off after I licked the cum and blood out of my underwear while I watched the videos of my pozzing.

There is a certain sort of clarity that comes from finally knowing one’s place in the world, of finally knowing what one is meant to do with one's life. Some find this clarity in work, others in art, still others in family; I, however, found it in one thing: cock. Laying on my bed naked, three fingers thrust deep into my cum filled hole I felt at peace with the universe. In that moment I knew that, from then on, all I would need to be happy was a fat cock shooting cum deep inside my hole. I closed my eyes and, fingers deep inside myself feeling the cum that flooded my guts, remembered the cock that had put the cum there. He had been the one to message me, one of half dozen men to message me as I got to NYC and checked into my hotel. Most had been gross old trolls but this man stuck out amongst from the crowd. At thirty-five he was sixteen years my elder, but Jesus he was sexy. A strong handsome face, a bright winning smile, and a broad muscular chest covered in thick dark hair and strapped with a black leather harness made his profile picture almost impossible to look away from. His woof was quickly followed by a message. Hey there kiddo. Cute pic. Name’s Steve. How are you? I responded quickly. Hey! Chad here. I’m good, I just got into town. I’m staying for a week, a birthday gift from my parents. They sent you all the way to NYC by yourself? Yeah, got me tickets to a bunch of shows too. I told them all I wanted was a week seeing theatre in NYC on my own for my birthday. That’s awesome. I had a few other things in mind as well. Oh really? Like what? Well there aren’t that many real men in Central Illinois where I’m from hoping to have some fun while I’m here. Cute boy like you shouldn’t have any trouble finding fun in the city. Haha. Thanks. So what are you looking for then? I’m honestly not really sure, I don’t have a lot of experience. I know I like to bottom, and that I’m attracted to older guys, especially muscular hairy ones, but that’s about it. Well I think I’m good for a few of those. lol. Yeah for sure. You got any more pics cutie? My heart was pounding in my chest. I couldn’t believe this gorgeous man was interested in me. I sent him a picture of me in a pare of light blue briefs that I thought showed off my fit runner’s body best. Very cute boy, love that you’re letting your chest hair grow in. Very hot. I smiled, I was quite proud of the patch of light brown hair that grew between my pecs and the narrow swath of hair that ran down into my crotch. Thanks! His next response was the zoomed out version of his profile picture. It was a mirror shot in a full-length mirror, Chad stood naked in a brightly lit bedroom. My eyes quickly drifted down the fur-covered abs to the dense patch of pubes out of which sprouted a long, soft, fat cock, it’s broad mushroom head hanging low over large balls. I couldn’t stop staring at it. My mouth watered and I felt my hole twitch. This man was unlike anything I had ever seen in my hometown, he was a god. You like? He messaged. God yes! I’m at work just now, but I only live a few blocks from work at 46/8 if you wanna come over and hang out. My heart thudded even faster. I pulled up Google maps and looked at the distance from the Hotel Edison where I was staying to 46th and 8th. I gasped out loud when I realized I was only one block over. When do you get off. I get done with work in an hour, but I don’t get off till later I sent him my phone number and said, text me when you’re done then and we’ll hang out! Great! See you in like an hour then kid. I felt like I couldn’t breath, my cock was hard as a rock and my heart was thundering in my chest. I ran and took a shower stroking my cock a little but being careful not to cum, and then laid on my bed naked scrolling through porn on tumblr while I waited. Almost an hour to the minute my phone buzzed again with a message from an New York area code number. Hey boy, it’s Chad. I’m just getting done now. I should be home in like 15, if you wanna come over in 20. Sound’s perfect! I replied. If I had been restless before now I was positively bounding off the walls. I paced up and down still naked, my six inch cock hard and shinning with precum. It was as if I could not be still, I was so excited and nervous that I was simply a bundle of energy. After about fifteen minutes I grabbed a pair of briefs out of my suitcase, and then thought better of them and just pulled on a pair of tight fitting jeans without them. I slipped on a black wife beater, and tugged on my shoes hurriedly before dashing out the door. He texted me his address saying that he was home now, just as I practically ran into the lobby of the hotel. I punched in the address to Google Maps and darted out the door. His place was less then a five-minute walk, and as I hurried along the street I could feel by breath coming in short ragged bursts. Keeping my head down I scurried past the doorman in the lobby of his apartment and slipped onto an elevator before he could notice me. I got off on the 31’s floor and then, hands trembling, knocked on the door for apartment 31E as instructed. There was a long moment of silence and then with a soft clock the door opened. I felt like there was no air in my chest and I took in his beautiful impressive form. He stood bold as brass, his door swung wide, in a pair of low slung basketball shorts that tented out at the crotch, his muscular hairy torso exposed for all to see. He smiled a broad bright toothy grin, and said, “Perfect timing boy, come on in.” He stepped back letting me into the apartment and then closing the door after me. “You want a beer or something?” “Yeah,” I stammered, “a beer would be nice.” “Great, make yourself at home.” He gestured to the brightly lit white walled living room as he walked into the kitchen. As he walked away I noticed a small thin patch of dark hair in the small of his back and the waistband of what had to be a jockstrap sticking up from his red shorts. My cock again twitching I was walked into the living room and perched on the edge of the couch my leg bouncing with nerves. After a few moments Chad returned with two beers. He seemed to have shifted his shorts down further on his waist as now a thin sliver of white jock waistband could be seen over his shorts in the front as well. He sat down on the couch, just out of touching range and handed me one of the beers. We sat for a little while talking about my life in Illinois, what he did for work, all the while sipping on the beer. I didn’t notice it at first but Chad was slowly shifting closer and closer to me but after thirty or so minutes I realized that his hairy leg was now touching my denim covered one. Chad kept talking as though nothing could change but I felt heat rising up my leg from where his knee touched mine. As he asked me questions about what I was studying in college his hand slipped onto my knee, at first it was still and then slowly he started to rub my thigh. What came next happened so fast that had I blinked I would have missed his move. Chad shifted and suddenly had me wrapped in his arms, his mouth inches from mine. A heartbeat later his mouth was pressed to mine, his tongue quickly invading my mouth. I melted into him, giving myself over to his embrace returning his kiss with equal passion and hunger. His hands swarmed over my body and mine did the same running across his bare skin feeling the heat coming off of his torso. My cock strained against my jeans as his hands drifted down my narrow torso to my crotch. “Tell me what you want,” he said in a husky whisper. “I don’t know,” I said honestly, my inexperience showing. “Well this seems like it could use some attention,” he said rubbing my throbbing cock through my jeans, “You want me to suck your dick?” “Sure,” I replied. Chad pulled away from me, his hands grasping at my shirt pulling it off over my head and then tossing it off to the side. He slid down onto the floor getting between my knees. Quickly he unbuttoned my pants and pulled the off of my tossing them aside as well. I sat on his couch fully naked my six-inch cock hard as a rock staring at him. Chad smiled that winning smile again and lent forward to take my cock into his handsome mouth. It wasn’t difficult for him to swallow my whole cock, and soon he was slathering the whole thing with his warm spit. I groaned, feeling hear rising in side of me far to quickly. I was far too horny and far too young and inexperienced to withstand such a talented mouth as his for very long. Chad seemed to know that and soon let my cock spring from his mouth. He stood up in front of me and as he stood pushed down his shorts. They fell to the floor in a heap and he kicked them off now standing before me in a bulging white Bike jockstrap. There was that smile again. My breath left my chest, and my heart thundered, as he pulled the pouch to the side allowing his fat cock to flop out. He was only just starting to get hard and already his cock was thick and plump. “How about you get on your knees and get my cock hard.” He phrased his request playfully but somehow I knew that the only possible answer to his question was yes. I slid from the couch onto the plush carpeted floor and after swallowing hard a few times reached out to take his semi hard cock in trembling hands. It was warm and meaty to the touch; I held it for a long moment before opening my mouth and leaning forward to take the slowly swelling head in my mouth. I swallowed as much of his cock as I could finding it more and more difficult to take as his member became engorged, growing to its full impressive size. I struggled to work the entire length of his cock slobbering all over it, my face becoming covered in spit and cock juice and precum oozed from his cock. Chad seemed to enjoy my sloppy blowjob, his hands resting on the back of my head as me murmured encouragements, “Yeah boy, work that dick, get it all nice and wet.” I’m not sure how long I sucked his cock but by the time he pulled his cock from my mouth my jaw was sore and his cock had swollen to be almost nine inches long and about as thick around as a beer can. “You suck a lot of cock back home kid,” he asked, that smile flashing across his face again. “No, and yours is by far the biggest I’ve ever sucked.” “Then you must be a natural bourn cocksucker.” I laughed a little nervously and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. “You ever been rimmed kid?” “No, most of the guy’s I’ve been with have thought it was gross.” “Then they aren’t fit to fuck you. Get on the couch and pull your knees into your chest.” I did as I was told and got on the couch with my ass at the edge of the cushion and lent back pulling my knees to my chest and exposing my hole. “Damn,” Chad said kneeling down in front of my ass. “Such a hot furry hole on a boy your age, you’re one hot little fucker did you know that?” I blushed. “No seriously, I love fucking boys your age, nineteen, twenty-ish, but most of them are either smooth or shave their asses it’s nice to see a boy who lets his ass and hole be furry the way they are supposed to be.” With that he lent forward and ran his tongue up my hole. I gasped I had never felt anything like it. The warmth of his tongue on my hole sent shockwaves through my body. I moaned loudly as he began to work my hole in earnest. I couldn’t believe what I was feeling. It was like he was making out with my hole, licking around the edges, pressing his tongue against my still resisting hole. He was slickening my ass with his spit desperately trying to work his tongue inside of me. I had only been fucked a few times and not very recently so my hole was very tight and put up quite a fight before ever so slowly giving way to the unrelenting pressure from Chad’s tongue. I groaned loudly as his tongue made it’s first foray into my hole, but he did not stop there licking all around he pressed more and more of his tongue into me. When he had exhausted the extent to which his tongue could penetrate my defenses Chad slicked one of his fingers with spit and, still licking around the edges of my tight hole, pressed the digit inside of me. My groans turned to whimpers as I was penetrated slowly buy his probing finger. Chad twisted his finger around in my hole pulling slightly to one side or another stretching my tight sphincter. Before too long he slicked up and added a second finger to my hole, causing me to gasp and groan all over again. It was the third finger that reduced me to a dull panting silence as he stretched me open. I had never felt such pleasure coming from my ass, I had known that I liked bottoming but this was beyond anything I had ever felt before. His three fingers still deep inside of me, twisting around in my innards, Chad sat back on his haunches and look at me. “You have an amazing ass kid.” His chin glistened with spit, “I have to fuck you.” I thought about his massively thick cock and imagined if his three fingers were bringing me so much pleasure how much pleasure his cock would surely bring me. “Yes,” I gasped, “please fuck me.” He twisted his fingers around some more and then went on, “there’s just one thing, I only fuck raw and I don’t pull out. If you want me to fuck me you’re getting my load shot deep in your gut.” My hole was tingling around his fingers, I had always imagined what it would be like to take a guy’s cock raw and feel him cum inside of me. I was away from home for the time in ages and who knew when the next time an opportunity to take a massive raw cock would come my way. Without ever even wondering what his status was I said in a breathy voice, “Please fuck me, I want you to cum inside me.” “Good choice boy, you have no idea what’s coming to you.” That bright toothy smile playing across his lips again he sat up and slowly withdrew his fingers from my hole. For what seemed like a very long moment I felt totally empty and longed for the full feeling that his fingers provided. Then Chad shifted forward and his cock head came to slide up and down my slick crack. He teased me for a moment before he changed his weight and brought his cock head to rest against my hole. Chad then dropped a big glob of spit on his cock and locking eyes with me, began to press forward into me. I groaned and whimpered as his broad cock head pressed against my still tight hole slowly forcing its way past the contracted muscles. For what seemed like an eternity there was only tension and pain and then all of a sudden my hole seemed to realize that it was fighting a losing battle and just gave up the fight all at once. My hole blossomed open around Chad’s invading cock swallowing the first several inches of his fat member in one swift stroke. I felt like I had been punched in the chest, and I gasped and spluttered feeling unsure of how to breath as I became accustomed to Chad’s massive cock being inside of me. He held still, his eyes shinning, allowing me to get used to his cock. Once my breathing had slowed he spat on his cock again and pressed forward another few inches. Three times we did this till I felt his large balls against my ass and I knew that he was finally completely inside of me. The was a long pause where Chad held completely still allowing my hole to become accustomed to being stretched out like it was. Then very slowly he began to slide his cock from my hole, his mushroom head rubbing against my insides sending slow tingles through me. I whimpered as his cock slipped towards my hole. This was like no cock I had felt before. All the boys who had fucked me in high school and during my first semester at university had had fairly small cocks and all had been wearing rubbers when they fucked me. I was in heaven as his mushroom head tugged at my wide stretched sphincter before popping out leaving my hole agape. I shivered for a moment feeling empty and wanting but Chad’s cock was soon pressing against my hole again his wide head keeping it from closing. Just as slowly he had drawn his cock from me he pressed it back into my waiting hole. My breath caught in my chest as he once again came to rest balls deep inside of me. “Feel good boy?” “God yes,” I groaned, “Please fuck me.” “When I’m done with you boy you’ll remember this fuck for the rest of your life.” Chad was suddenly done with being nice and gentle and with a wicked glint in his eyes he bucked back, his cock almost slipping from my hole again, and then slammed back inside of me. He hammered deep into my hole, his balls slapping against my tight ass. With each thrust a short moan escaped my lips and I felt sweat spring up across my chest and back. He fucked me like that for nearly five minutes, his ass wrecking pace never slowing for a second. His face had started to glisten with perspiration and the smell of sweat and sex hung heavy in the room. Wet sloppy sounds accompanied his every thrust now and my moans had turned into breathy whimpers. Then suddenly he bottomed out and held his cock inside of me for a long moment before pulling out completely. “Get on the floor kid,” he instructed, “I wanna be able to really wreck that hole.” A little stiffly I did as he instructed and rolled off of the couch onto the floor sticking my ass in the air and resting my chest on the carpet. “No, on your back still,” he said, “I wanna look in your eyes when I fill your hole with my spunk.” My heart skipped at that. Although I had always been a safe-sex kid now that I had felt his raw cock inside of me I knew that I wouldn’t be happy until I felt this amazing man’s load inside of me too. I flipped over and pulled my legs up, tucking my knees off to either side of my chest. Chad smiled and shifted his position. He was now directly over me, his hands on either side of my shoulders. Deftly he allined his cock with my no longer quite so tight hole and sank back into my wet innards. In this new position Chad’s enormous member punched even deeper into my guts banging away against what I felt certain had to be my inner hole. Then with one particularly powerful thrust he burst through my second sphincter his cock slamming far deeper then any cock had ever before. I practically screamed as his cock invaded yet deeper into my guts. “You like that boy?” He asked, his face now slick with sweat. “God yes.” “You like my cock wrecking your hole?” “Yes!” I called out. “How does that raw cock feel deep inside you?” Even as he spoke he still hammered away at my hole causing my answers to come in quick breathless bursts, “I love it!” “You want me to cum inside your hole boy?” “Yes!” “Good, cause even if you had said no I’m still gonna dump my load deep inside your wrecked boycunt.” No one had ever referred to my hole as a cunt before and my long forgotten cock twitched when I heard it. “Please cum inside me! I want to feel your load in my hole.” I begged. “You’ll get it soon enough.” He lent down then and shoved his tongue in my mouth. As he bent forward the angle of his cock changed and now as he slammed the full length of his cock in and out of me his massive head was bashing into my prostate with each trust. I was practically shaking it felt so good. I never wanted this brutal yet astoundingly pleasure fuck to end. Chad’s breathing had become slightly more ragged and his pounding even more ferocious, as he started changing over and over again, “Oh fuck yeah boy, take that cock.” What seemed like a glorious eternity later he locked eyes with me and said, “You ready for my load boy? You ready to get bred?” “Yes, please, fill me with your cum,” I pleaded. “Fuck yeah boy,” he growled as he slammed his pulsing cock deep as he could inside of me and unloaded a flood of semen into my waiting guts. My body was shaking and precum was running from my cock like a river and Chad slowly long dicked my hole working his load in. “Your ass feels so good with my load in it boy. How do you like having that big load from my fat POZ cock deep in your cunt.” I froze, had he just said POZ? “What,” I practically shouted, “You’re POZ! You didn’t say anything? What the fuck.” I tried to push him away but his hands were on my shoulders and he continued to fuck me slowly as I squired and tried to get away. “Why didn’t you ask if you cared,” he said, that wicked glint back in his eyes, “Besides a boy like you needs to learn that taking loads is what he’s meant for. Taking POZ loads just makes that so much easier.” My brain was telling me to fight him off and run but as he started to pick up the pace and fuck me again the pleasure coming from my hole won out and I relaxed allowing Chad to continue to use my hole as he saw fit. He fucked me once more on the floor shooting another load into my now completely wrecked hole, and then once more in his bedroom adding another two loads to my ass. When I got back to my hotel I stunk of sweat and cum but I didn’t care. As Chad’s cock had dumped it’s second load inside of me I had let go of my fears and succumb to the pleasures of raw cock in my hole. Now that I was back at my hotel room, laying naked in my bed with three fingers deep in my hole feeling the loads Chad had given me I found my self not worrying about the consequences of taking POZ loads but when I would be able to get my next load. I grabbed my phone from where it lay on the bed next to me and sent a message to Chad. This is an insane question, but… how do I get more? I’m still so fucking horny I need to get fucked again. His response came quick: I knew you were a slut at hear. Check out BBRT or if you like I can send your number to a few friends in the area who I think would be up for breeding your hole. Yes please. Ok, fasten your seatbelt kid, it’s gonna be a bumpy night.

It’s January 1, 2015, and tonight, for the third year in a row, I had a man’s arm inserted elbow deep into my tweaked out hole as the New Year dawned. It’s just a little tradition I have . It started on December 31, 2012. I was in Chicago getting thoroughly fucked by Verne, a 60-ish pervy top Daddy, at his place in the Bryn Mawr neighborhood. Earlier that night, a guy I was planning to meet cancelled on me, and I thought I’d be snuggling with Mr. Dildo all night. But, happily, there is this thing called the internet. I chatted on asspig with this hot 60-ish Daddy and he sent me his phone number. I called and he invited me over to pnp and be his fist bottom for the night. Sure! I said, and I think I was on the way to his place before I hung up the phone. It was a good thing his place happened to be less than a half mile from my hotel. I arrived at his place at 10 PM. His place was well kept as he was. We went to the bedroom, where he had points ready; we did them, and then he started fucking me - and pretty well too. He took only about 15 minutes to nut, but once he did, he pulled his cock out of me and without skipping a beat, just started fisting me. I was pleasantly surprised at his expertise and totally into this daddy stud now, so I settled in for a good long hard fisting...fucking awesome! Well, he was still in my hole when New Year struck - I really wasn’t paying attention, but he noticed and really thought it was hot. He used it for dirty talk as we kept fisting into the morning - since he got off on it so much, naturally I did too. Now to December 31, 2013. I was in working in DC for a month and since it was New Year’s Eve and I did not have to work the next day, I was really looking to have a good time that evening. I didn’t know anyone in town to call or where to shop for supplies. I was super horny since I remembered the past New Year’s and was determined to do it again. I decided to take a chance and hit up a couple guys on bbrts about partying - careful to say I buy my own dinner. I struck paydirt with Brett, a cute blonde vers guy my age in Arlington; he invited me to come over, so off I went. At 9 PM when I arrived, Brett met me at the door (naked) and waved me into the house. Two other guys (also naked) were sitting on the couch and they smiled and waved as I entered the room. I made a joke about being overdressed, and started getting naked. Brett introduced me to them as Mike and Glen, and then began to prepare some rigs. Mike and Glen looked like they had been partying some already. Brett looked really hot walking around with his veiny thick 7 inch hard-on bobbing to and fro. I thought, this is gong to be a good night. When the rig was ready Brett handed it to me saying I could use the bathroom if I wanted. I said I’d like to mount him and bottom out on his hard cock and then do my slam with his cock in me. He grinned evilly, saying, fuck yeah, let’s do it. Brett laid on his back on the floor and I straddled him, taking all of his cock into my ass in one thrust. He smirked at me, looking pleased with himself. I put the rig to my arm and they all said it was hot watching me slam while riding a cock. Then the four of us fucked and sucked each other for at least two hours until I noticed that it was 11:40 PM. I had already talked to Brett about fisting me, and he nodded eagerly as he was totally into it. He thought the whole scene of stuffing my hole as the year turned was kinda hot too, especially since it would be my second year in a row doing it. Brett set up his web cam angled toward the bed to get all the fisting action out to the world as soon as it happened. I got on the bed on all fours facing away from the camera, huffing hungrily at the poppers bottle as he slathered lube on my tweaked out hole and unceremoniously pushed his forearm half way to the elbow and held it there, twisting and flexing his hand inside of me. Mike and Glen, who were still fucking, watch Brett invade my ass. I loved it and told him so. Mike started reading the webcam site comments off the computer - most of the comments were nasty and full of name-calling - I loved that too! Brett kept his forearm inside of me for nearly two hours after the New Year came. Along the way the Mike and Glen fed me their cocks, and eventually Brett got his arm into me up to his elbow. And now to what happened tonight, December 31, 2014. It happened just a few hours ago now. I planned to do this third year in a row ever since last New Year’s, but I wasn’t sure where it would happen until last month. I was sharing my plan with a Mark, fisting buddy I know in Kansas City. He said he’d love to help me out - and I was more than willing to have him expertly fist open my hole as the New Year arrived. Mark has a husband, Brian, who just likes to have his cock sucked and watch Mark fist guys and get fisted. We started at playing about 8:30, and after preparing our points, I offered to let Mark get in the sling first. He eagerly accepted. I told Mark I was not going to slam until he had his whole hand inside of my hole; Mark agreed to that as well. He is so easy to fist; he has a big receptive hole and I would have no problem getting into him right away. But I know that he likes to draw the initial penetration out a bit, so I tease him, holding off. He finally can’t wait any more and nearly ordered me to fist him, begging, please, please, just put it in NOW! I smiled. I know what Mark’s feeling; I obeyed and shoved my left hand into his eager hole. Immediately, he hits a vein in his arm with the point and pushes. I hold still, waiting for the rush after the tourniquet makes a “snap.” I look deep into his eyes and I can see when the high is at it’s fullest. Against the background noise of his incoherent groaning punctuated by the occasional “FUUUCK,” I worked his hole open for about an hour. Then he politely offered to give up the sling to me. He is such a sweet guy! I gave him a couple of slow “all-the-way-in-and-out” strokes to express my thanks. As I take my hand out of Mark’s hole, my own starts to tingle, knowing what’s coming next. It’s now 10:15 and I am reclining into the sling, putting my legs in the stirrups and getting my ass over the edge to give him the best possible access. He lubes up my hole by injecting a massive syringe of J-lube into it and the shoves his hand in. He smiles and tells me he loves watching me slam with his hand in me. That’s my cue to go ahead with the slam. I know it’s a pretty big dose, .4g, so I’m eager to get it in and start flying. I find the vein easily, insert the needle, and draw some blood back into the syringe before pushing its contents into my arm with one smooth motion. I hesitate before I remove the needle and look into Mark’s eyes, surrendering my hole to him with complete abandon. In response, Mark moves his fat squirming hand around in fuck hole. I pull the rig out, cap it and drop it into the bucket. Here it comes: the familiar taste, the coughs, the vibrating eyes, the full body rush and the intense burning sensation in my hole as the tina courses through my body. Mark’s arm is thick and his hands are large but he is an amazingly skilled fister. Before a half hour is up, he is elbow-deep in my hole, rocking the sling as he maintains his depth into me. The clock tells us it’s midnight as we hear it chime the New Year in. I look at Mark with a lusty grin and mouth “thank you.” He smiles and slides his arm out of my hole with a long, slow motion and then just as slowly, advancing his arm into my hole to his elbow. I can feel his bony elbow press on my opening. I greedily snort more poppers and spread my hole wider for Mark as Brian slides his cock down my throat. I realize: THIS is exactly where I need to be and I am overcome with a feeling of satisfaction at how utterly natural this all is, and I love it! Three years in a row, welcoming the New Year with a fist in my hole. And as Mark skillfully twists and thrusts his big arm in my hole, I can’t wait to make it four in a row.

I was in the Philly burbs on business recently, and after coming back from dinner with colleagues I was in the mood to get fucked. The wine had gotten to me so I opened the laptop I use when I travel, and hopped on Craigslist. Posted a simple ad: "Hotel visitor seeking anonymous tops to fuck my ass in my dark hotel room. Send cock pic for response." After a couple of the usual spam responses, I got one that had my cock twitching. He told me to give him my hotel and room number, and leave the door ajar while I waited naked on all 4s on the bed. Attached was the picture of the perfect cock for my hole: a solid 7 incher, thick and solid, hairless with a head was a bit smaller around than the shaft, making it the perfect missile to deliver a hot fucking. I immediately responded with the information he requested. He wrote back in less than a minute, telling me that he would email from the parking lot and that would be my cue to get ready. My hole was already cleaned out and I had about 15 minutes to wait, so I split my time between surfing bb porn and keeping an eye on my email. I broke out my brown bottle and took a couple of small hits, just to heighten the sense of horniness mixed with nervous anticipation. Right on time, a new message from my mystery guest appeared in my inbox: "I'm here." That was all I needed. I pulled the door open so it was resting ajar on the latch, grabbed my brown bottle, stripped naked and went into the bedroom. I should mention that when I travel, I stay at an all-suite hotel, where the door opens into a sitting room and the bedroom is in the back. I had no way of seeing who or what was coming through the door. I squirted some lube into my hand and slathered my crack, slipping a couple of fingers inside to make sure I was ready for action. I knelt on the bed facing away from the door, placed the lube on the comforter beside me, and assumed the position of doggy-style slut bottom. I was so turned on the precum was practically running from my cock onto the bed! In no time, I heard the suite door click shut as he entered. There was a pause and some rustling while he took off his clothes. I remember the sound of each of his shoes hitting the floor, two "thunks" followed by the rattle of his belt buckle. I took a huge hit of poppers and held my breath. In no time I could feel his presence behind me. The bedroom lights were off but there was some light coming from the sitting room, so he could make out my outline on the bed. As I was facing away from the bedroom door I had no idea who was there. I felt first one, then two fingers slide into my hungry hole. Then, to my immense disappointment, I heard the distinct sound that could only be the tearing of a condom wrapper. My buzz started to go away at that point, but I thought, he's here, I have to go through with it, so I took another hit off the brown bottle and waited. I heard the click of the lube cap, then the sound of him stroking the lube onto his rubber-covered cock. Without a word, he was inside me, pushing into my ass balls-deep in one fluid motion. I wasn't ready for such an onslaught and I let out a gasp, and he backed off a little for me to catch my breath. Then with his hands on my hips, he started to thrust. His cock felt amazing! There was a slight curve that I hadn't noticed in his pic, and he hit my prostate just right each time he slid deep inside me. I took another hit from the brown bottle and in no time I was flying. I began to thrust my ass back toward him, matching his thrusts to get him as deep inside me as I possibly could. I could tell that his cock was sheathed, but it was still the best fuck of my life. After about 15 minutes of pumping away in my ass, I felt him stop. That's when he spoke for the first time: "A hot ass like this deserves to be barebacked." The precum ran like a river from my cock as he slipped out of my ass and I heard the telltale rubber snap of the condom being pulled off that gorgeous, perfect cock. Without stopping to lube his shaft, he was back inside me, hitting my prostate with every thrust and sending me into sheer heaven! After another 5 minutes or so, my anonymous top muttered the only other words I would hear from him that night: "Where do you want my cum?" I was so turned on, between the poppers and his cock, and I squeaked out the only answer I could: "Inside me!" With no more urging, and not another word, he gripped my hips tight and I could feel the rhythm of his pumping change, then his cock jerked several times as he shot his load deep into my guts. He left his cock inside me once he was finished, lingering there for a moment. It was all I could do not to collapse on the bed. Before long, he pulled out and left the bedroom. As I lay there on the bed, exhausted, I heard his belt buckle rattle again from the sitting room. In no time I heard the click of the suite door, and I knew I was alone again. I played with my ass for a while after that, coating my fingers with his lube and licking them off. It was sticky and sweet, a combination of his cum and the lube. There was never a sweeter, sexier flavor. I'm headed back to that hotel in a few weeks, and I'll be posting again as soon as I get to my room!

have you ever wish it was a men only world? im talking nothing but men no females at all on earth. just asking just want to know how gay we are i have a few times but if you think about it that means we get pregnant. so for that matter lots of us on here would have lots of sons lol

It talks about gay Tijuana. Sounds like there's a bar with several dark rooms, and no one practices safe sex. They think the HIV infection rate is 1 in 125, and few are on meds. So, if any of you are planning a trip to San Diego, you might want to make a side trip to Tijuana. Sounds like a good time. http://www.gaylesbiantimes.com/?id=7364

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

This first part is fairly tame, but sets up the rest off the story. GtP-P1 Steve was your typical next door type. He was a clean cut 20 year old, at 5' 10", 140 pounds, he had a decent body and a great 7.5" cock to match. He was 50/50 vers and always on the prowl. You'd never know looking at him that he was sick, well not really sick, but that he was HIV+. He got infected when he got in over his head with Rick, who was a rough type Steve met at a local bar. Before Steve knew what was going on, Rick was taking him home. There Rick got him in his sling and forced him to take a generous slam followed by his raw cock. Steve enjoyed the drugs so much he found himself back at Rick's on several occasions after that first night. When Steve came down with the 'flu' about a month later he went to the doctor. His doctor didn't think that Steve had the seasonal flu, establishing since it was in the middle of July. He took a lot of blood and sent Steve home. Steve got a little worried when he got a call from his doctor a week later that asked him to come into the office. He went right over and was taken back to the doctor's private office. The doctor came in and delivered the news that Steve was HIV+. At first Steve freaked, but as he made his way back to his apartment he thought about the past few weeks with his drug use and taking raw cock from Rick (and others) he knew he couldn't blame anyone but himself. Now that he was poz he made the decision to be open about his status. One night he was cruising on Adam4Adam when be came across a profile that caught his eye. It was a cute kid all of 18, who was 5' 8", 130 pounds, with an average dick and he was a vers/bttm. But what caught his eye is that his profile stated that he was looking for friends. Steve sent the kid a message introducing himself but got no reply. He knew the message was read, but still no reply. A few days later he noticed the kid again and tried sending another messages. The message he sent was one that said he was looking to chat. The kid replied that he didn't hook-up with anyone that was HIV+. This seemed to anger Steve a little. Sure he thought about fucking the kid, but he would have been OK with just chatting. He sent back a reply staying that he was only looking to chat and no where in his previous messages did he imply otherwise. The kid read the message then blocked Steve from being able to contact him in the future. It was at that moment that Steve decided to get the little punk. He contacted his friend Rick and cooked up a plan to create a false profile on A4A with Rick's picture and stats in the hope of getting the kid to meet with Rick. Rick knew who Steve was talking about and loved the idea of knocking the kid down a peg (or two) and knocking him up (as Rick had done to Steve). Rick sent Steve several pictures to use and left everything in his capable hands. Steve made the profile making sure to omit any reference to HIV status. He only posted public pictures of Rick just showed his clothed body. The plan was set into motion, in fact Steve didn't have to make the first contact, the kid sent the first message. The kid introduced himself as Jeremy and that he like 'Rick's' looks. Steve replied with a 'Thanks' and unlocked the private pictures that showed Rick's face and his naked body. Jeremy replied by opening up a direct chat. Jeremy was very eager which made him easay pickings. Steve (acting as Rick) asked Jeremy how he felt about kink and bondage. Jeremy admitted he lacked the experience but the thought of trying some kink and bondage excited him as long as they played safe. Steve kind of dodged the question among the kid if the kid had any diseases that he needed to Wirth about. The kids replied that he was clean , but never pressed 'Rick' for an answer. Jeremy was then asked about role playing. He replied with a question as to what type of role playing did 'Rick' have in mind? Steve knew the next step was crucial, he described in detail the scenario that he and Rick had discussed. Jeremy ate it up and agreed to every detailed. They set up Jeremy to meet Rick at a local dance place that Rick normally wouldn't go into since it was not his scene. It was set for Friday night.

Computer Repair/Contract Desktop Support Analyst. Though I miss when I worked in the retail aspect of it, all the porn I'd see backing up people's HDDs. I had a guy once who's PC crashed and I had to back up his data. Turns out, he had quite a Gay/BB/Kink porn collection in the data I backed up for him... and felt the need to apologize profusely for anything I 'might have seen' when he picked it up. Small shrug, smirk and open-ended reply of, 'Nothing I haven't seen before' got me a nice tip

I personally think a bottoms place, regardless of whether it wants it, is to be fucked. Fucked bareback. Fucked hard. The rougher the better. Fucked deep. Fucked all the way to completion. Remember, you can't rape the willing. That shouldn't stop you trying.

I went to Blackout night at 442 with a friend last night. I was intending to just breed my friend and whore him out. I did breed him, but once a guy fondled my ass, all hell broke loose. I ended up getting fucked by about 11 guys (lost count somewhere in between) and got 3-4 loads. One very fit black guy with long cock bent me over dentist's chair and bred me while I was hanging out for my dear life!! All in all, hot piggy night! Now my ass is hungry for more! Lol

Im a proud PrEP barebacker... they all know

I was overnighting in San Antonio, TX when I got the urge to go online and check out the local guys. One particular Mexican guy caught my attention. We talked on A4A and he came by my hotel room after a brief convo. I usually chat for a bit to get a sense of who I'm inviting over to my room, but this guy was young (22), muscular, smooth, short (5'4"), uncut and HUNG! (7.5 thick!) Pretty much everything I'm not! Well, maybe except the hung part lol! So I had no idea what to expect aside from him telling me he loved furry bear cubs. As soon as he walked in my room I knew I'd been right to invite him over. He put down his gear, said "Hey" and came right over to me sitting on the bed and we started making out... SERIUOS making out. He climbed on top of me laying me down on the bed and I could feel his cock was already rock hard in his jeans. We got undressed and started trading blowjobs. He got back on top of me and worked his tongue down between my legs, lifting my legs and going for my hole. I obliged and rolled my hips up grabbing my ankles. Damn that boy could rim! I actually felt his tongue sliding in and out of my hole, slowly, making sure I could feel it! Some guys just dart in and out so fast it feels like a dog lapping at the water dish LOL! Anyway, I flipped over onto my stomach as he continued to rim me like there's no tomorrow, hoping he'd get the hint I wanted that thick, uncut cock. Instead, he plopped down on the bed beside me and I started sucking him again. Online his profile said "Safe Sex Only" and I noticed when he put his stuff down there was a condom so I figured I wasn't getting his load tonight... but I went for it anyway! I got his cock really wet and slick then slowly worked my mouth up to his and started deep kissing as my ass worked its way up to the tip of his dick. I just started by gently riding him as his cock brushed my hole with every stroke. Then I sat up straight with my thighs on either side of his chest and lowered myself onto the tip of his cock... There was no objection... I slid down further... He wasn't stopping me... Now the head was pushing its way past my sphincter muscles... His eyes started to roll into the back of his head and he began to moan really deep - then I knew I had him! I sat completely down on his pelvis and I could feel his cock stretching my insides - it was amazing! I rode him for a few minutes then got up onto my feet and squatted down on him as he began to thrust upward and fuck me in earnest. After a few more minutes, he pulled out and got off the bed walking to the edge. He motioned for me to lie on the edge so we could fuck missionary. That lasted all of 5 minutes, 22 years old remember, before he was getting close. He actually asked "You want me to pull out?" Yeah right! I said I wanted his load deep. So he pushed all the way in and ground his hips into my ass as he pulled my cheeks apart. He was moving his hips in this circular grinding motion that was hitting ALL my spots... I mean I wasn't even touching my cock and was precumming like a leaky faucet. He said he was cumming and sure enough I felt his dick pulsing deep within me as he blasted his young, Mexican DNA into my guts. He pulled out and immediately headed for the shower. When he was done, we exchanged pleasantries as he got dressed and gathered his things (including the unused condom). I got the sense he regretted fucking, basically a stranger, raw and breeding them. Oh well, I got EXACTLY what I wanted: a hot load of manseed deep in my hole that's still inside as I write this. I will DEFINITELY message him when I'm in San Antonio again!

Yeah, I opened a similar thread as well recently. As a bottom I love wearing a cockring. It pushes my balls down, so more chance the top hits not only my ass but my balls as well with his own balls when fucking me. Love the feeling.

In Baltimore here. Always hungry for it. Hit me up.

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I mostly bottom. This is my experience at a sex club or bath house when I start messing with a dude: 1. He goes straight down to suck my dick - Oh shit! he's a bottom 2. He grabs my dick & starts stroking - Ok he's a size queen & wants dick..BOTTOM!!! 3. He grabs my ass before even noticing my dick - Fuck yeah! he's a top 4. He holds my ass & fingers my hole - fuck yeah he's a top & wants ass now...TOP!!! I mostly fuck bottoms just to shoot my load as I hate wasting a good load, most times I don't notice the btms dicks regardless of sucking it! So as a 'top' sucking dick is a NO NO (i.e. for me) When I get fucked I'm usually not hard, if the top wants to hold my dick I move he's hand away..leave my fucking dick alone & concentrate on that damn ass!!! If a top fucks me then wants to suck my dick..it will get hard as along as he's dick is not in my hole, but then...suck at your own risk because if you make me nut its your loss as your dick aint going back in my ass. Now just tilt your head back & swallow that load!

or so I thought, but then I remembered I had blinders on my eyes, my imagination was running wild fueled by the drugs and the fantasy that I had created. The gasmask was removed suddenly by the guy that was fucking me as he wanted to see my face and the pleasure I felt from his big beer can thick cock. Looking around the room, it had pretty much emptied out except for the line of hot built guys that had still not used my ass. I guess the majority of party goers and came and gone. Thinking over the evening, I almost forgot about the bullstud that was was fucking me until he started pumping my ass harder and harder and I was brought back to the present by his moaning and groaning.Wanting to come in my ass but loving the feeling and sloppiness of my hole as he pounded away until he came over and over again in my wanting ass. Next up guy seemed familiar, yes it was the swimmer guy from the start of my time in the house, looking him over, he was the tanned and freckled surfer type ginger Prince Harry type of guy that ate those first loads out of me. He was hot showing off his rippled abs as he grabbed the chains of the sling and pulled me deeper onto his cock. He pumped me for all he was worth until I could first feel the cum spurting in my ass followed by a hot stream of piss going in afterwards as he stayed firm against my hole. I had never had that done before and it felt great. I tried to hold in the juices but after he came he reached down and started eating out my hole wanting his own cum and piss down his throat. The line got shorter and shorter. Only about 6 guys left. Some guys shared their own poppers with me before or during their time to fuck and some did not. One guy sprayed like Maximum Impact on a rag and layed it on my face to cover it allowing me to continue breath it in while he pummeled me. There were still a few guys left, a couple of twins midway and the guys at the end of the line were wearing what appeared to be leather or rubber. One by one each of the guys had a turn, horny guys looking for ass to fuck. Next up were these two young smaller what appeared to be twins, gymnast built kind of guys who both were trying to get their cocks in me at once. Although not big cocks, they were having trouble until one climbed up on the sling and inserted his cock while his buddy steadied him on the sling and maneuvered below his cock to double penetrate me. I had never experienced this full a feeling before ever, but now I could not say that. One would fuck and then the other while both cocks lay in their target, once in awhile they would stop and both try to fuck at the same time, but that never worked out from what I could see and frustrated they each just started fucking me one after the other but I think they gave up before they came. After they left, I was starting to have feeling back in my ass, so I started to crave a dart or booty bump or something to keep me high. The host must have sensed my needs as he entered the room with the bartender by his side and a tray of something. The familiar pinch in my arm and I was sailing again. I was having a empty feeling for the first time that night. No cock attached to my ass. The few guys that were left in the room and around the house starting counting down 10-9-8 and so on til I could figure out that 2015 had rung in and 2014 was yesterday’s news. Glasses clinked as were beer cans from what I could hear in the other room. The line was now down to just the two leather and rubber guys, my host and bartender who had both changed into leather harnesses with boots and gloves. The door to the room was then closed off to the other guests. My hands and legs were released from the cuffs of the sling. Glas pipes and a bag full of crystals were produced and the real fun of the new year was about to start....

For me it is a sub-conscious control/domination thing....Having a BLACK MAN taking a WHITE MAN"S HOLE...it's the "mental aspect of it. I also think more black men know HOW TO FUCK better

New Year’s Eve (part 5) After they left and it looked like there might be a break in the action, I then bowed my head and reached my hands around and started playing with my hole feeling all of the cum leaking out of my ass onto my fingers and the rubber sheets, not noticing that the bed was now encircled by three hung horny black thugs and one white dude. As I looked up all I could see was more and more black cock. I love black cock. Did I mention that. I sometimes go to Flex baths in Atlanta with clients that like dark meat as it were, as I know I can always get loaded by a horny black guy on the down low who is more than willing to pummel my throat and or ass while they watch either in a room or in the glory hole aisle. All of these guys were in pretty good shape fantasizing in my head that they were a basketball team looking for a whore to use in the alley behind the court. I turned over onto my back to get a better view of each of these well built muscular guys which signaled one of the guys to climb up in front of me on the bed and raise my ass to start rimming it out holding me by my ankle cuffs which were still attached. I dropped my head back and another guy took the opportunity to stuff his prick down my throat in one straight shot. As I reached the sides of the bed to pull myself back to get more cock down my throat, my hands were stretched to encompass the other two guys’ cocks on either side of the bed. The guy that had been eating my ass got his fill and then pushed his hard cock into my ass. I was servicing 4 guys at once. Jerking two cocks while another was face fucking me for all he was worth and another guy with my ankles back on his shoulders was pounding me full of big black cock. Each of these guys traded positions every few minutes taking turns using my entire body sharing their newfound toy between them. I was so busy enjoying it that I did not notice that a crowd had formed behind them watching what was going on. In and out of my mouth and ass while jerking off the other two, making me feel so good at being used as their fucktoy. I felt like the hands of a clock being worked over and over again until each guy unloaded deep in my guts taking pleasure in dropping their seed after winning the game! A few guys took their place after that but nothing as hot as that, until the host came in and told me it was time to hit the showers… and I don’t mean water…

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

The breeding definitely. I love it when the fucker unloads in me. The same way, when I top, I love it when the person I fuck takes my load.

I tend to agree. A 15-year-old today is not the same as a 15-year-old back in 1963. They're maturing faster, they're experimenting earlier, and they're getting a lot bolder. I doubt it'll happen in a red state like Texas, but state legislatures really do need to take a look at legal age of consent and see if it's time to adjust to today's reality.

My son is 23 and gay. He has a boyfriend now and yesterday he arrived with him to spend a weekend at my place, and to introduce his new (and first) partner. He is 28 and hot as hell, a very handsome and mature guy, masculine and cute. After having a coffee with me in the kitchen they went upstairs to my guest room for a while and I had to do some things. When they came back down, they both were in trackies and went out for some running. In the evening, when both had left the house to go to some bar, I found my son's trackies in the laundry bin. I took them out to wash them, but couldn't oversee that from its inside the back of the pants was covered with a half-liquid mess which had obviously dripped out of his ass and ran down his legs. I checked it and clearly identified it as sperm. It must have been an incredibly huge load which had not dried within 4 hours after the run. It was also mixed with some blood. I went to see if I have to change the sheets, but there wasn't a single drop on them. My boy had taken the whole load in his ass and probably accidentally lost it only during the run. Good boy.

I never turn down a condom fuck because many times they will take it off anyway. They see you as safe. And when they can't get off, they are gonna take it off, maybe ask you if they can, or you can say in the heat of the moment, "take it off and cum in my hole". They think you are saying that becuase you are so into them that you are throwing caution to the wind....lol. Most guys ego's can't resist that one. Let it be their idea. Never turn down a good fuck. And a little forward thinking might get you a second and third fuck, and even if they go all the way with the condom the first time, they will eventually give in. Plus, you can always keep the used and filled condom. Don't be stupid.

I have a number of FBs, from 20-mid 30's.... They know my status and have no issue in fucking me BB and breeding me... One guy (the 20 yo) I've been playing with for over a year, he ha a BF, an will fuck me and breed me repeatedly for over an hour with his gorgeous rock hard 9+"s..... I gotta send him a text :-)

I experience the same. Being sucked does very little for me, and as whiteslutbttm says, it can be uncomfortable or even painful. Plus, it almost always leads to disappointment on the top's part when I don't react favourably to his self-esteemed awesome cock-sucking skills. After too many times where it broke the mood or even utterly ruined the session, I decided to be pro-active, and tell all tops up-front exactly how I feel about it. If it's a dealbreaker for them, we don't hook up.

GtP-3 After Rick pumped in his fourth load he pulled his semi hard cock out of the punk's hole. He fingered it for a while commenting, "Your hole its so nice and sloppy now. I think its ready for others to use it." Rick released of Jeremy's arms and pulled out a bottle filled with a solution that contained protein, electrolytes and G for the kid to drink. "As you work on replenishing your fluids I'll find you some more poz cock for your hole." This was the first time Jeremy had any clue that Rick had not only HIV+, but had fucked him bareback and cum inside his ass. Jeremy stopped drinking for a moment as he processed what Rick had just told him. "Do you mean you fucked me without wearing a condom?" "Yes I did, boy." "But you agreed we'd play safe." "I never agreed to that boy, you just made the request that we play safe. Once you gave yourself to me to be my bitch you gave up the right to request anything. Before I go and get you some more cocks to breed your hole with I think you need something to keep you flying." Rick produced another prefilled rig to use on the punk. This rig had a little more than what Jeremy got in his first slam. Jeremy watched with interest as Rick administered his second slam; the application of the tourniquet, the alcohol swab over a prominent vein, the needle stuck into the vein, the flash and the emptying of the drug into his arm. Rick told the kid, "Pull that tourniquet off and enjoy the ride while I make some phone calls." As Rick watched, Jeremy reached over and pulled off the tourniquet. The kid felt this slam even more than his first. He coughed out harder and heard a louder ringing as his eyes seemed to roll back into his head. He let out a loud, "OH FUCK!" as the drugs worked their magic on his brain. In his drugged up haze his mind was attempting to comprehend the affects his drug use would have on him. In his tweaked out mind he was becoming addicted when in reality he probably wasn't as addicted as he thought. As he lay there with Steve watching on closed circuit TV, Jeremy started to play with his sloppy, cum filled hole. Rick noticed what the drugged up teen was doing he walked over and began to use various dildos on his hole as he spoke on the phone. After a couple calls he placed the phone down and continued to work Jeremy's hole with a variety of dildos. As he stared to work in some of the larger ones he added some Special K to relax the kid's hole. Once Rick was satisfied that the K was working he removed the dildo he had inside the boy and replaced it with his fingers. The kid easily took for fingers spread apart and Rick felt that his hole was super relaxed he slipped his thumb in along side working his first inside the boy's rectum. Jeremy let out a couple moans and seemed to babble something that Rick could barely make out as, "Oh God I feel so full." Rick looked down at the drugged up boy telling him "Look up into the mirror boy." Jeremy did his best to focus when he noticed that Rick had his fist inside him. Rick told the boy,"You need to drink some more." knowing that the G in the solution would help the kid relax, possibly allowing Rick to work further inside the kid's gut. Jeremy worked on the bottle he was given as he watched Ricks arm disappear into his body. Steve watched in amazement as it took him several tries to just get Rick's fist just inside his hole. As Steve watched he heard a knock at the door. Steve knew what Rick's plan was since he had gone through it a few months back. He opened the door to see three of the guys who fucked him that first night, and he had partied with a few times after, standing at Rick's door. He welcomed them in and showed them the show on the TV. The guys couldn't wait to get down to the play room and at the drugged-up-boy. One of them asked, "How much has he had?" Steve responded saying "Well over two quarters in slams and a little more in a booty bump, a little K to relax his hole along with some G." Another guy asked, "Are you gonna tap that ass, bro?" "Nope, I've got other plans for him. You guys go and enjoy." The three guys headed down to the playroom while Steve continued to watch. When the guys got down stairs they wasted little time and stripped off their clothes. They stood around the drugged up boy as one of them recognized the boy from A4A. "Isn't this that punk that says he's open to new friends but won't talk to anyone with HIV?" Rick let them know, "Yes it is." "How did he get here?" "A friend helped set him up. He thought he was coming over for a night of safe sex, but when he submitted to me he gave up all his rights for the weekend." Rick pulled his arm from the teen's bowels as he told the kid, "Close-up that ass of your's, boy. Squeeze it closed." Jeremy worked his ass closed and he was ready to be used again. As two of the guys took turns at Jeremy's mouth, the third fucked his cum filled hole. Each man deposited two to three poz loads before they called it a night (actually Saturday morning) and went home. During this time Steve crashed on the sofa as Rick continued to invite guys over to fuck his drugged-up play thing.

GtP-P2 Steve sent Rick an e-mail to let him know that the plan was set. Rick replied that he had all that he needed to 'take care of' the little punk. Steve was to be there at a distance to observe the action when Rick was set to meet Jeremy. Steve wound follow the two home and enter Rick's place after the two had entered and proceeded directly to the play room. Steve could let himself in and observe the activity on close circuit TV. Friday night came and as planned Rick was waiting near the bathrooms as arranged. At the appointed time on the dot, Jeremy walked in and headed directly towards Rick. He walked up to the masculine, dominant stud he was going to 'role play' with. Jeremy must have practiced his line cause he said it perfectly, "Will Sir Rick please take me home and make me his bitch!" An evil grin came to Rick's face that seemed to be duplicated on Steve's as he observed the action. Rick's reply was also scripted to put the little punk at ease and throw him off guard. Rick looked him up & down before answering "OK boy. You look like you'd be a good fuck. Let's go!" Rick put his arm around the punks neck (as he did with Steve) and walked out of the place almost dragging the kid with him. From his position it will be difficult for Jeremy to have any idea where Rick was taking him. To add to the confusion, Rick did not take a direct route home. When he finally got Jeremy back to his place Jeremy had no clue where he was or how to get there. Soon his confusion wound grow once Rick got stated with him. Rick took him into the house as planned, and straight down to the basement playroom. Once he had him down there he gave Jeremy his first order, "You look like a good boy. Why don't you show me by stripping down and showing me your body." Jeremy quickly took his t-shirt off, kicked his sneakers off (no socks as instructed), and finally dropped his jeans (no underwear as inducted). Steve turned on the TV just as Jeremy was shucking off his jeans. Rick admired the kid's lean, smooth body making note to comment on what he saw, "I see you shaved as I asked boy. Looks nice to see you all smooth like a prepubecent boy. Now get on your knees." Jeremy quickly sank down to his knees looking up at the dominant stud standing before him. Rick handed Jeremy a small cup (unknowingly to the kid) with some G & a couple crushed up Viagra mixed in cola and told him to drink it all down. Then he gave further instructions for the punk to undress him. Jeremy first removed Rick's boots, then his jeans. As Jeremy opened up Rick's zipper his 9" cock sprung out slapping the kid in the face. A small amount off Rick's precum splashed onto the kid's face as Rick laughed. He then told this kid, "Lick my balls boy." Jeremy licked the man's balls as Rick removed his shirt. Slowly the G began to work on Jeremy as he kneeled before the dominant man. He looked down at the kid as he worked his mouth on the masculine man's nut sack. Steve was enjoying what he was watching as Rick began to do his work with the kid. Next, Rick had Jeremy start to stuck his hard and throbbing cock as it leaked precum all over the kid's face. Jeremy eagerly swallowed the man's pole. After sucking Rick's cock for a while Rick looked down at his prey and told him, "get your ass in the sling boy. It's time to tie you up and make you my little bitch." Jeremy quickly stood up and hopped in the sling. Rick walked over, placed the kids ankles and wrists in restraints. The kid had no clue what was about to happen as the G & Viagra took effect. Rick pulled out a needle filled with a full quarter of Tina. Jeremy began to panic as he watched Rick fill the syringe with an ample amount of water that would allow the crystal to dissolve. Jeremy quickly said, "Hey, we never talked about needles." "Boy, you agreed to be my bitch and therefore gave all control to me. I will decide what you get, how much you get and in what manner you will get it. If you don't shut the fuck up I'll gag you, got it?" Jeremy was shocked at how he was now being treated. He was already feeling the effects of the G with feeling very horny when Rick stated to prep his arm. The kid's cock was hard as steel showing that the Viagra was working. Rick reached down and stroked the bound punk's hard prick a few times as he said, "It looks like you're enjoying yourself so far. I just want to be sure you'll be denying yourself the entire weekend you're here." A little moan escaped through Jeremy's lips as Rick dropped his cock and returned his attention to administering the drugs to the bound boy. Rick placed the tourniquet around his arm looking for a good vein too hit. Jeremy watched with fear as Rick wiped the area with an alcohol wipe and stuck the point in the punk's arm. Rick pulled back on the plunger getting a small flash of blood in the barrel before slowly pushing the plunger down emptying the contents into Jeremy's arm. Inwardly Jeremy was freaking out. He didn't know if he was going to freak out or OD and die. He had heard that once you tried Tina you could be addicted easily. In his mind he had become addicted to Tina with that one slam. He continued to watch as Rick pulled the tourniquet off his arm. Jeremy felt the drug race up his arm, into his chest when he suddenly found it difficult to breath. He let out a couple strong coughs as his ears began to ring and the drug took control of his mind and body. Jeremy could feel his heart begin to beat faster as it seemed that the temperature in the play room jumped. You could tell that his breathing had become faster and deeper by how his chest was moving. Steve enjoyed everything he witness on the TV as Rick moved in for the 'kill'. He moved between the bound teen's legs and started to finger the boy's hole. "I know you're liking how the drugs make you feel. Why don't we add a nice booty bump to increase the hunger in your neg hole." Rick put a generous amount of Tina on his fingers and worked them, along with some lube, into Jeremy's neg ass. Jeremy felt the burn as the shards began to melt and seap into his blood stream. Jeremy's first exposure to drugs had his mind spinning. He never felt so horny in his life. All he knew now (at least in his mind) was that he was becoming a drug addict and needed to be fucked. "How's my little punk doing now? Are you ready for the time off your life?" All Jeremy could muster was, "Oh fuck!" Rick stood with his hard cock pointing towards the punk's neg cunt, "Yeah, you're ready." Rick then shoved the full length off his cock inside the drugged up boy eliciting a loud moan from the boy. He showed no mercy as he power fucked the bound boy. Jeremy looked down at the stud without any idea that Rick was fucking him raw. He just laid there moaning with every thrust. Then he noticed that his cock had shriveled from its hard 7" to maybe 2". Rick played with his soft cock as the boy continued to moan The bound boy tried to figure out why he wasn't hard. "Normally I'm hard as steel when I get fucked. Why am I so soft?" "Boy you're soft cause you're a bottom bitch and that's your place in life." Rick wasn't ready to tell the little cunt that he had Tina dick from the large slam of 0.5 he was given. Steve continued to watch as Rick fucked into the punk. He knew Rick was about to give the kid his first charged load. Steve recalled being on the receiving end of Rick's power fuck and that when he was close to Cumming when he began to fuck harder. Steve had his hard cock in hand when he heard Rick scream out, "FUCK, TAKE MY CHARGED LOAD BOY!" Steve wasn't sure the kid knew what Rick meant by 'charged load' but he knew once the punk got the fuck flu he'd know (or be told). Rick deposited a total of four loads inside the drugged up teen as Steve watched and enjoyed the show.

Listen, tell him as soon as possible. Be honest and speak with you heart. Because there is something called PostExposure Prophylaxis. He can go to the hospital and say he has been exposed to hiv and they should treat him. But he should go to the hopital 24-72 hours after exposure. are u on meds? Cause that reduce infecting probability. Please do so, asap! Hugs!

I think I tend to forget the small cocks... However, Ethan Ever is unforgettable. He has probably the largest cock I've ever had the pleasure of sucking off (several times). My partner, Aaron was lucky enough to take it and his load raw: Some of the scenes Ethan has appeared in with myself and Aaron: SETH CHASE SUCKS OFF ETHAN EVER MOUNTAIN SUCK OFF w/ETHAN EVER & SETH CHASE MT. BAREBACK WITH ETHAN EVER

No showers as frequently, nude (or jocks only) at the gym, I'd love spotting a guy at the bench press at the gym and just pissing on him.