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OMG What Did I Do? Part II A couple of days went by since my session with the guy with the big cock. I was still turned on terribly by his gruff voice and the thought of an 11" cock like my dildo. That had been one of my most intense climaxes ever. My boyfriend was home for the evening and after supper I basically raped him. LOL Told him I had missed his cock so much and had to have it. We barely made it to the bed and got our clothes off when I had his cock buried in my throat sucking for all I was worth. I needed that cock hard and in me badly. In a short time it was nice and hard and let it go and laid down on my back. My boy tipped me almost upside down and rammed his cock home in my hole. The only lube, my saliva from sucking him. I let out a scream of pain as I had thought he was going to get some lube first. He held still for all of, maybe, 2 or 3 seconds and then started to pound my hole good. I love being upended like that. Basically being pile driven and my own cock just a couple of inches from my lips. He felt like he was trying to drive me through the mattress to the floor. Harder and faster and as deep as he could go. He kept it up and kept it up, driving me wild. Then after a good 20 minutes I felt my own cock start to tingle and I opened my mouth and caught my own load as I erupted. It was fantastic and then with my ass quivering my boy yelled here it comes and he let loose his cum deep in me and ground it into me making my cock keep spurting more also. It took us another good 5 minutes to finally start to settle down. What a fantastic fuck. It then dawned on me that right at the end I had thought of an 11" cock spurting into me just as my boyfriend was doing it. Fucking hot for sure and my own cock did another couple of twitches from that thought. We laid there in each others arms for quite a while after that and then my boy's cock started getting hard again, so we did it again. It was another intense fuck and we both were about as drained as you can get by the time we finished this time. We then laid in each other's arms and called it a night.

Hi guys. First time poster here. Hooked up with a 45 year old black guy I met online. Went to his place, sucked his dick, and he face fucked me with it. Then he alternated between pounding my ass and eating my ass. Pounded 5 loads into me and licked my ass after each one.

There are two ways I like to meet sexual partners- in person and online. I tend to reserve the in-person encounters for men I am genuinely interested in- both sexually and as humans. Although, sometimes, you just want a fun fuck with someone sexy and new that you've never met (and may never meet again!) today was one of those days. Started out normal, I woke up early and worked out with my trainer at a new private studio in West Hollywood. Beautiful space, extremely sexy guy. I'm confident and I think I'm a catch, but if I'm an 8- he's an 11. So I just keep the relationship professional (for now) After that I had a spin class at another studio in West Hollywood. I had just finished a BRUTAL class and worked up some serious crotch sweat. I got naked in the locker room and took a hot shower- I was feeling like I would enjoy busting a load. I had about 2 hours before my yin-yoga class and hopped online, not expecting much. Just to see who and what was available... Well much to my surprise, I found someone who looked great. He had no face picture, but 4 body shots. All showing an extremely athletic body, with about 20 different tattoos and blonde hair. The pictures were great! I didn't even expect he would reply in time, but he said he was looking for multiple tops to come use his hole!

My boyfriend and I have been together for seven years now and what a change those years have brought. I'm 30 now and still described as a little Puerto Rican muscle boy. I'm five and a half feet tall, and weigh in at 185 pounds, with a 46" chest 32" waist and 17 1/2" biceps and a beer can thick uncut seven inches. A real little fireplug. My BF is ten years older and the total opposite: he is six feet tall, a blond blue eyed German with a lean muscular body and a beautiful cut nine inch dick. When we first met I was a total top but through the years we've somewhat changed (with the help of a few of his buddies), and now I'm almost a total bottom and he's the vers top. We've had an open relationship for about three years now which is what led to us both getting pozzed. It started out with threesomes because the bf really gets off on watching me get fucked (usually safe) and sucking dick and swallowing loads of course. Of late it has also involved bondage with me being hand cuffed or tied up and getting used by one or two guys before my partner took his turn. He rarely gets fucked anymore but will join in and suck dick when he's really turned on, if only to keep the waiting tops hard enough to get a condom on and fuck me. He has let a few guys put a raw dick in me with the understanding that they'll pull out and cum in my mouth. He's been the only one allowed to cum in my ass. This is where the problem started. Our agreement up until last week had been that we only fooled around together or, if I was to do it alone, I would tell him all about it in detail and even take pics or video if I could, and I could NEVER let the guy cum in my ass. Last week the boyfriend was out of town for days and I was horny as hell so I trolled Craigslist for a while until I found what I thought was the perfect match: a black body builder, a total top, six three in height, 250 pounds of muscle with a thick 11 1/2" piece of meat. He specifically stated he couldn't host, and preferred it RAW and nasty. When I responded, he sent me a link to his online profile. Once I saw his pics I was hard and dripping at the thought of worshiping his cock. I send him a few photographs of me. He responded saying he wanted to split open my ass. I sat nervously in the apartment waiting...especially since I've never had a guy over when my boyfriend wasn't there. I just couldn't help myself at the thought of pushing my limits with that gigantic ebony tool. I asked my date beforehand if I could set up the webcam to take video for my boyfriend. He replied he was fine with a webcam, as long as he could wear a leather hood to hide his identity. As far as I was concerned that only made it hotter. I was so excited I was pacing back and forth in the apartment waiting for the downstairs buzzer to ring but the phone rag instead and it was my 'date' asking me to buzz him in and leave the door unlocked. He went further telling me I should go into the bedroom strip naked and kneel at the end of the bed with my eyes closed and wait for him to get into his gear in the other room. Of course I did as I was told. There I was on my knees in my OUR bedroom naked with the webcam on waiting on my knees with my hands behind my back waiting to be cuffed and used by a total stranger. What had I gotten myself into? I heard the bedroom door open then a giant hand grab my arm and put the cuffs on me. A deep rough voice commanded "Open your eyes, boy, and get ready to take a few loads." There he was towering in front of me: the most beautiful black muscle god I had ever seen. He was wearing a leather hood with slits for his eyes and mouth. He was also wearing a black leather jock with a removable pouch. He walk toward me and ripped off the pouch exposing his already growing monster meat and grabbed the back of my head and said "Take it all, NOW, and get me hard with the back of your throat." With that he thrust the huge shaft all the way into my open mouth until I choked and gasped for air. I was being throat-fucked like an episode of gag-the-fag and he just kept pounding away and getting off on me drooling and choking and my eyes tearing up. After five or ten minutes he commented "Damn boy, I'm gonna shoot the first load down your faggot throat and you'd better swallow every drop and and then keep sucking and get ready for the second load in your little muscle butt." Then it suddenly happened....torrents of cum hitting the back of my throat while he pushed in as far as he could go while screaming " swallow every drop bitch " . He told told me to keep my mouth on it so he'd stay hard. After a few minutes he started to go soft so I sucked harder and he told me to ease off as he had to piss. I tried to pull off, but he grabbed the back of my head again and said "Start swallowing, son. You're my new urinal." I had no choice but to swallow it all down. Naturally I did my best not to miss a drop. He never withdrew his cock from my mouth but instead told me to keep sucking "...'cause I'm gonna fuckin' breed your ass soon as I'm rock hard again." That word " breed " had me scared but also rock hard at the same time. Was I so horny and turned on I was gonna let this total stranger cum in my ass? What if he was diseased of even POZ? What could I do? He was now rock hard now and pulled me up off my knees and dragged me onto the bed where he secured me to the bed posts, explaining he wanted me on my back with legs up so he could look into my eyes while he pounded my ass. He was surprisingly gentle for a moment as he stroked my cheek and put two pillows under my ass to prop it into position. Condoms and lube were on the night table so he grabbed the lube and started getting my ass ready with one finger, then two and finally three. Then, when he was hard again, he sat on my chest, positioned himself to fuck my throat, taking a few plunges into my mouth. Already I could taste his thick gooey precum. Then he pulled out and got back down between my legs and with one thrust went balls deep into my pre-lubed ass. It was a good thing it was the middle of the day and none of the neighbors were home to hear my scream. He put his hand over my mouth and told me he was just going to keep his dick right there for a minute or two until I got used to it. When he uncovered my mouth I begged him to pull out and put on a condom. He just laughed and told me those regular size ones would just break anyway. He then started to slowly pull back and go in again not pulling out too far and it was starting to feel great..that huge raw dick in me: that huge raw dick that could be POZ. It was starting to feel great but I was also scared so I finally blurted out "Are you neg or poz?" He kissed me sweetly and whispered in my ear "Yeah, I'm POZ but I won't cum in you unless you want it " I was too shocked to speak as he fucked me deeper. Was it too late already? Had his precum dripping into me already infected me? His rhythm was slow and steady now, a little further out with each thrust and then harder and deeper as he pounded away at my insides. I was so wrapped up in the moment, which combined pleasure, fear and animal lust. I thought I heard the front door open but I wasn't sure as I was focused on the man whose cock was deeper in me than anyone had ever gone before. Then, without warning he removed the mask to reveal a movie star handsome face. As he slowly worked my hole he said "I want you to see who I am and look into my eyes before you decide if you want my DNA inside you for ever." I heard a noise in the doorway and had been right about hearing a key in the lock. There was my boyfriend standing all of six feet distant, wearing nothing but a smile and a fully erect member. He came closer to us and said to me "So what's your answer? Do you want his load or not?" With that he leaned over and kissed the black god who was fucking me on the cheek and said " Hi Sam, how's it going? If my boy answers 'yes', do you think you have another load in you for me? It might as well be all or nothing." Stay tuned.

I love going to Palm Springs. You see, once a year some friends - anywhere between 5 and 7 of us - rent a house with a pool for a long weekend. It’s never the same group of people and usually there's at least one person I don’t know at the start of the 4 days. This time I did know everyone, just not very well…. yet. The reason these Palm Springs weekends are so great is because there’s inevitably going to be sex involved. In years past there was lots of drugs as well. But it seems that, as we ‘mature’ that party aspect has gradually knocked down to alcohol and coke. Man, I miss Tina! And sex too, for that matter. I’ve been celibate for about a year with no boyfriend or regular hook-ups. At just 5’6” I had put on an extra 15lbs from drinking. Now 15lbs probably doesn’t sound like much, but to a late 30-something living in gay West Hollywood, CA — an extra 15lbs that’s not muscle might as well classify you as obese. But over the last few months I’ve been taking care of myself, doing the P90X, and gotten into shape. Which was needed for such a naked weekend…. where I was determined to take some loads. Lots of loads! My best friend's BF (Jake) had organized the weekend. Jake and Chad (my friend of 20 years) have a very open and adventurous relationship. I don’t know many of the details but when your friend of a couple decades starts wearing a chain and padlock around his neck out in public, you get an idea that something new and different is happening at home. The other couple was Ryan and Ken. Ryan and I use to be best buds, wing-men, and trouble-makers. Ryan is an ass hole, but I was always able to deal with his snide remarks. He first introduced me to all sorts of fun drugs, including tina. Thank you, Ryan!!! His bf, Ken, is also an ass hole - which is why I stopped hanging around with them. One asshole I could handle, two was too much. (I’ve been known to hold a grudge). But this weekend I was determined to let the past stay in the past and make nice. Because, actually, I knew that Ken had been good for Ryan. When they first started dating, I heard from a reliable source who said of Ken, “Once a nasty BB cum-pig, always a nasty BB cum-pig.” Which should have made me like him a lot! (he’s a bottom, though). Ryan and I had fooled around every now and again back when we hung out more. Even having smoked crystal together, Ryan would always insist on using condoms… which I hated. But his cock was amazing so I took it. I’d never seen a half-cut dick before. Ryan joked that he was circumcised as a baby, but his Mom was too lazy to take care of him so some foreskin grew back. It was long, smooth, and thick - with the little skin covering the head. And dark(ish). Ryan is Italian by decent and has a few of the features. A darker dick was one of them which turned me on so much just because it was different. Now on PrEP, I knew that Ken's piggy tendencies had rubbed off on my former friend and he was playing raw. Make no mistake, I was hoping to hop a ride on his bare fuck stick finally. Anyway the first day was fine. We all swam naked in the pool and hung out. David and Nathan are the last two I haven’t told you about yet. Not a couple but a couple of hot twinks! Nathan is very thin and tall with a huge dick — because all tall skinny white guys have monster cocks, apparently. All I knew of Nathan, really, was that he was shocked one time when he found out that a friend of ours did tina. You know, shocked in the way a young and naive “good boy” would be. Being so young and naive I just made some assumptions about his sexual tendencies -- and they bored me. David was the person I knew the least about but wanted the most. A chiseled frame on a cocky boy’s body, David had been flirtatious and slutty all day. David was a GoGo boy by night and a flight attendant by day. I know he’s hooked up in the past with Jake (our host) and Chad (my friend of 20 years). Chad said that the entire time they were all fucking around, David kept asking to take pictures. A hot, sexy exhibitionist. Nice! As night fell — remember, there are no hard core drugs anywhere just alcohol and coke — talk turns to harder stuff. Thankfully, the crew wants more. I’m relieved. Being a flight attendant must have it’s perks because David happens to know someone in town who may be able to hook us up. Talk then turns to what to order. The two couples are only really interested in E. David turns to me and whispers, “I’d rather get Tina and really fuck around.” (did I mention that we were all casually naked hanging out by the pool and that sorta talk makes me instantly hard?) “OMG, I haven’t done that in so long,” I replied but sounding incredibly anxious. “Wanna go in with me?” he asked to which I devilishly replied “you’re gonna turn me into a cum pig. Are you ready for that?” He was. For a change of scenery, the two couples left to go to Hunters, the local bar. David and I stayed back to call his dealer friend and wait for the package. Since everyone except us were going to roll, we said we’d also get the house cleaned up and ready for a fun night. To my surprise, Nathan stayed back with us but scampered off to shower. Finally alone and away from the condescending judgment of the others, David and I begin to have a more frank and open discussion about our devilish plot. “I love doing Tina so much better - it makes me an insatiable sex machine,” David admits to which I agreed. “How do you do it? Smoke, rail or slam?” “Well I haven’t done anything in years,” I confess. “But I’ve mostly only smoked before.” “Never slammed,” David asked me curiously? “Well once,” I admitted. "But it was years ago!” “Well, hopefully my guy will bring a pipe for you, otherwise you’re in for a trip with me,” he smirked. I was really starting to like this stud. “You need Leather!” he exclaimed and grabbed my arm pulling me to his room. I knew David was into some leather accessories from his GoGo pics. For me, eh - take it, leave it, whatever. Inside his room, David tosses an Atlantis Events duffle bag up on the bed. I didn’t know he’d been on an Atlantis cruise before. Guess there’s lots I don’t know about him. Inside the duffle was all sorts of fun leather treats. I’m fitted with one of his harness and a leather jock. The harness is awesome! Since I’ve been getting myself back in-shape, this new accessory really accentuates my body. “So I’m really into nasty pig sex when I slam,” David blurts out. “I do it all the time around the country where people don’t really know me and I can let loose. But in LA, around my friends, I keep it to myself. You know.” And I did know. I understood all too well how cliquish and judgmental WeHo fags could be. Especially couples. So I reassured David that my inner slut whore would be released right along side of his. We pop a couple of Cialis to stay hard. “So what exactly do you get into when you party?” I had to know. “Everything!” he said. My ripped little GoGo boy was trying on different harnesses himself while standing there in a tiny little jockstrap that was strained to contain his meat. “Fucking and taking photos and videos are hot. I’m also turned on by watersports!” This intrigued me to no end as I wanted to dabble in piss play, but never really found someone into it. My fantasy is to have someone piss in my hole. Amazing! “I just hope my mouth doesn’t get me into trouble with the others because I’m very verbal as well,” David continued. “There’s something about POZ talk, especially to someone who’s neg, that turns me on when I play.” *Ding Dong* We opened the front door to David’s friend, Steve. A well-build guy in his mid 40’s - which is young for Palm Springs. Steve had salt & pepper hair and broad shoulders - the kind you want to swing from. He was extremely nice. As a businessman, I’m sure he WOULD be nice with the amount we were buying from him that night. Standing around the kitchen island, we chit-chat about the weekend as Steve begins to lay out his wears. This guy came prepared! Not only did he have everything in-stock that we wanted, he also came with all the necessary tools one would need; including a pipe and torch and a couple of fresh needles. Wasting no time, and anxious for us to sample his inventory, Steve began filling the pipe without needing any guidance from us. And then enters Nathan. Fresh from his shower, the skinny twink walks out naked. What few pubes he had before the shower are now gone and he is smooth as a baby from the face down. His cock sways between his legs as he walks and looks even larger now - even though it’s soft. “Yea! Goodies! What do we have?” Nathan asked with a boyish excitement. “All the exctacy and tina you boys can play with,” chimed Steve very happy with his business offering. “Yea, so here's the deal - Sam and I are going to PNP and be a couple of slutty boys tonight,” explained David who was teasing young Nathan’s nipples. “Well I want to be a slutty boy too!” Nathan exclaimed in protest like a young boy telling his older brother that he can do anything the older boys can do. My jaw nearly hit the floor. Steve had already lit up the pipe and had taken a hit. I guess it was technically still his drugs even though a wad of cash was still sitting on the table. But here’s where my night started to change…. Because Nathan - the innocent, naive boy - grabbed the pipe and drew out a huge puff of the magical white smoke. And with a confidence of youth and knowing he’s cute, he then shot-gunned David who was now completely fingering little Nathan’s hole. “This is going to be fun,” said David exhaling a massive white cloud. We dimmed the lights and moved over to the couches. I threw on some porn as the boys all did another hit off the pipe. Finally it was my turn. “We’re going to do some very bad things with you tonight, Nathan.” “Oh good!” the boy exclaimed as he grabbed hold of David’s harness to hoist his little boy body on top of the GoGo muscle stud to grind up against his jock. Steve motioned to have me join him back in the kitchen. “Now I brought needles, saline, and a booty syringe - it’s all here and it’s all yours. Do you have any questions?” Excited and thrilled at what I knew was happening - and the euphoria of having a couple of great hits of tina in me after all these years, I did have a concern for Steve. “David and I - for sure - are going to slam but I’ve only done it once and I don’t know about him. Can you stay to help us with our first?” I asked thinking Steve was looking to leave. He was not - just still proud of the various level of prepared he was — which we were not. Collecting the required supplies and moving back to the couch, Nathan is now sucking on David’s cock. A long 7 to 8’ shaft with a huge mushroom head. I couldn’t wait to feel it deep inside me. Nathan is fascinated with the tools of our trade and is gazing at the two needles. This boy is much more forward than I expected him to be. “Do you want to slam with us?” David asks Nathan. “Do you want me to fuck you deep while you’re flying so high? You want to be a nasty cum pig like Sam and me?” David is fingering Nathan’s hairless and perfect boy hole whispering this to him like a seductive temptress. The boy’s eyes are so big and wanting but all he can do is smile a huge grin and nod yes as he stares at the needles being prepared. “You want to take all of our loads up your kunt like a good little bitch? Take our POZ cum deep inside of you?” “Fuck Yea” the boy exclaimed, now riding on David’s finger and dry-humping his muscular chest with a rock-hard cock that I wanted as well. “Infect me!” he exclaimed with joy. I nearly fell over. “Oh you want our POZ cum in you, is that it? You like the idea of taking toxic seed you little slut?” David said after licking two fingers and pressing them in Nathan’s ass. He really did like POZ talk. “Oh Fuck Yea!” said Nathan. “Give me all of it! Fill me with your loaded cum!” “Open your mouth,” David ordered before spitting in Nathan’s mouth which he then closed with a devilish grin and a happy moan. Now I may not know what I’m doing when it comes to injecting - but David looked to be a pro. He tightened a strap around his arm and found a good vein to poke with the fresh needle Steve and I had prepared. Drawing back the blood into the syringe, he was focussed for a guy who was already high from smoking. And the look on Nathan’s face was of a boy in heat. “Do it! Put that crystal in your arm,” whispered Nathan. I had seriously underestimated this boy! A couple of good coughs and David stood up whipped off his jockstrap and began playing with his very hard cock thanks to the boner pills we’d taken. “Now you guys,” he said pointing to us. Because we only had the two needles (we didn’t expect needing more than that) and because David and I are both poz, I grabbed his dirty needle and passed it to Steve to refill for me. Pointing to the unused one I said, “there, that one is ready to go, Nathan, but let Steve here help you with it.” “No,” he said with a calmness and a certainty. “You first and then I want to use the same needle.” This got David, who was now obviously high, unbelievably excited. He grabbed the boy’s head, “you want my toxic seed and toxic blood?” This was said with such excitement and glee but also with a perverted and sadistic tone. David immediately kissed Nathan deep before the boy could answer his question. But after a deep lip lock Nathan shot him that boyish grin that tells you ‘I’m cute and I always get what I want’. “Fuck Yes!” “Charge me up and fuck me up! All of you!” “Fuck! You nasty cum dump, bug chasing slut!” David exclaimed with excitement. He really did get off on this talk. I did too. This was the night I needed! I watched in amazement and excitement as the needle was poked into my arm. Steve was very precise and careful. Nathan had plopped next to me standing on his knees on the couch to watch the show. His massive dick pressed against my shoulder so he could lean over closer to watch as the blood was pulled from my arm to mix with the crystal solution. It entered my mostly slam-virgin body and Steve released the strap to let the drugs rush through my body. The sensation was warm and exciting. I coughed and stood up to touch David’s perfect pecs. I then turned to kiss Nathan. “You ARE going to fuck me with your massive cock tonight,” I said to him with a playful confidence. Now my inner cum-slut personality was emerging! Yea! “As long as you promise to fuck me with your poz cock,” he replied. As Steve began to prepare the last slam in the same needle, David had the brilliant idea to go grab the booty bump syringe. Nathan’s attention was now fully on Steve as he worked. “And I want you to mix some of Sam and David’s charged blood in with my injection,” he ordered. “Are you certain, boy?” Steve asked. Perfect -- the friendly neighborhood drug dealer was now the moral center of this horny group. “Yea, Nathan - that may be too much,” I was able to say trying to also be a little good. “It’s fine. I’m on PrEP anyway. Aren’t you and David undetectable?” he asked. We both were and Nathan assured us that it would be fine. “I’m a bug chaser but I’ve got a huge start and am not completely stupid. I take precautions so I can play hard and slutty like I like. But the idea of chasing is a HUGE turn on for me.” Steve took the needle and pulled out some blood from David’s arm. To stop the trickle of blood from his vein, David licked it from himself. Hot, I thought. My blood was next. Steve then shook the continues of this now pink needle and asked one more time to be sure. The boy was sure. With the same preseason and care, Steve drew back some of Nathan’s blood to mix with ours and began sliding it in. After the strap was released from his arm, the boy’s head thrust back and he squealed with excitement. “Somebody fuck me!” he said. And of course, David obliged. Steve had removed his shirt by now and he returned to his glass pipe to blow more smoke. As Nathan and David were now fucking on the couch, my ass needed some major attention. Getting Steve out of the rest of his clothes was easy. He wasn’t wearing underwear. His dick was also huge and uncut. There's nothing better than the feel of an uncut cock sliding raw inside your ass. I can feel the foreskin sliding back and forth in my hole. Remembering the sensation get's me over the moon so I lay back on the other side of the couch and raise my legs, silently ordering this hot, solid man to come and abuse me. He walked over, bent down and spit a huge glob of spit onto my hole and then slid his 8” shaft into my very hungry hole. “Oh Fuck Yea Man!” I grunted at him. "Fuck me good! Pound me with that cock. I need to feel it in me." “Oh - so there’s more than one slutty cum whore in the house is that it?” he asked me. “Oh fuck yea! I'm the original cum dump. That little trashy fuck, Nathan, isn’t going to get ALL the raw loads tonight!” I protested in a very deep and slutty voice that's half serious but half joking. I then open my mouth wide and Steve happily spits down my throat as he’s pounding my ass next to my tall slutty counterpart. After a few minutes, the two tops swap and my chiseled and hot GoGo boy has his fat mushroom head in my ass. "You like that, you little fuck pig?" "Fuck yea I do!" David's sex talk is turning me on so hard. "We're going to charge up that hot little boy hole good tonight," he says as he's in me. "Yea!" I exclaim. "And piss in my hole!" I couldn't believe the words escaped my lips so easily. "You wanna take my piss? You want to be my urinal? Want me to fill up your hole so it's soaking wet?" he asked. All I could do was grunt my Yes and excitement. "Turn me into a piss pig tonight," I begged. With that, David pulled down my chin and spit in my mouth before dismounting me. Tapping Steve on the shoulder he was all, "come on - we're moving this show." He grabbed the un-used booty bump (we hadn't gotten to it yet) and we all walked outside. "Sam wants to be a piss pig - who besides me can help with that?" David asked looking squarely at Nathan. "Yea, I could piss on him," he replied. "No... IN him. We're gong to fill up his guts and turn him in a wet, tripping toilet," said David. "And if you do a good job, you'll get a prize," he said to the boy waving a full booty bump in his face. On a blanket in the grass I laid down excited for the new experience. Nathan came down and hovered over me with his rock-hard cock at the entrance of my ass. "You want my piss in your ass don't you slut?" Nathan had now taken up a very dominant position as the commanding top. And I did. I did want his huge tool to douce me with his piss. It was over 8" and really thick. Maybe even thicker than Steve's. And I couldn’t wait to feel it. Nathan raised up and grabbed his cock. He stood still for a moment concentrating. Then I felt a couple of light splashes against my ass. Another moment and then the stream came. He maneuvered his cock to spray piss on my hard dick and stomach before guiding it into my hole. The sensation was incredible! The warmth was filling my gut really fast - which I hadn’t anticipated. He still wasn’t all the way in me - just the head of his cock. But the fluid was filling me up. “Yes! Fuck your piss up in me!” I said. “Take my piss you filthy slut.” Nathan had really done a 180 and was now commanding my obedience.

I've been single almost the last 5 years and have happily spent most of my adult life single. I'm in a place where it would be great to have a partner, but it's hard finding guys to date...I don't live in London (an hour train ride away, so not far), I only fuck bare and don't drink or use drugs and am not interested in a monogamous relationship, so that all narrows the field down considerably. I don't need a relationship to validate myself, so I'm not going to settle. But hoping to one day meet a cute lil barebacking bottom that doesn't need chems to get piggy and who will let me whore his ass out, or chill with me on the sofa after a great meal, watching the Walking Dead as I knit him some socks...and if I need a pee break, he'll be down on his knees, mouth open...

==== Cum Courier ==== A few days ago, I hooked-up with this guy online. His picture was amazing; massively muscled chest and shoulders and a great-looking bulge. He didn't send me any pics of his cock but said that I wouldn't be disappointed. I was feeling really horny as I had been visiting family for a week so hadn't even had a wank, let alone got off with someone and it was only 11am. His name was Gareth and he invited me over for a drink and a shag. I said yes straight away; I'm a slim guy and don't usually get muscle-men interested in me, especially one as big as he seemed to be, so I showered and dressed in a jockstrap, tight jeans and a white T-shirt and then caught the bus over to his place which was about half an hour away. The day was boiling hot and I was already feeling horny just from the heat. Arriving at his door, I rang the bell and waited nervously for him to answer. The door opened and there he stood; his pics hadn't done him justice. He was huge! He was wearing a very tight muscle-shirt and tiny cotton shorts, which barely contained a hugely thick cock with massive, heavy balls. His chest was massive with really big nipples showing through the thin cotton of his shirt. Blue eyes and a great smile made him look like a god. "Hey Paul" he said extending one massive fist to shake my hand. "Come on in. Fancy a beer?" We went into his lounge where a screen was showing a video from Treasure Island. He told me to have a seat whilst he went into the kitchen to get the beers. Returning, he handed me a can of Red Stripe and sat next to me. "Look, before we do anything, there's something you should know" he said, taking a swig of the beer. "I only do bareback and I'm very verbal. I'm going to breed my hot seed deep inside your ass and I want you to know it." He put a hand on my leg and looked at me. "Any problems?" "No" I said. "But I want to take your cock in a particlar way." "Hmm. OK. How?" he smiled. "I want to be on my back with my legs around your huge bod and I want to chew your tits when you shoot." As I said this, I noticed his cock hardening in the shorts. "I think we're going to get on just fine!" he said, flashing a smile at me. He took my hand and guided it to his rapidly swelling bulge. I rubbed it hard and he groaned, the material was stretched thin across his cock and I could feel that it was a real monster. He stood up and shucked the shorts off, exposing the most massive piece of meat I'd ever seen. It was so thick that I couldn't get my hand around it at all, and so long that I gasped. He picked a tape-measure off the table where he'd put his beer. "Want to measure it?" he said, grinning wickedly. I took the tape measure and placed the end against his body, rolling it out to the end of his cock. "Oh my god!" I exclaimed. "Fourteen inches... Wow!" He took the tape out of my hand and wrapped it around his girth. It was nine inches around. I looked up at him, face flushing with desire and before I could stop myself, dropped to me knees and tried to fit as much of his beautiful cock into my mouth as I could. "Fuck, you're enormous" I whispered as his big hands steadied my head against his meat. He let me suck him for a bit then swiftly spun me around, threw me to my knees and mounted me. The pain was incredible; I hadn't been fucked for ages and he was massive, but after a hit on my poppers, I started to enjoy taking his massive cock. "I'm really gonna seed that hole" he said, moving deep inside me. "I'm gonna blow my three-day load up inside you and I cum a LOT!" As he said this, I could feel his excitement build and his cock started to spasm inside me. "Tell me you want it, you cum whore!" he shouted. "I do, I do. I want your enormous load shot deep inside me, give me your cum, breed my sloppy cunt..." He started to breathe more heavily and remembering what really turned me on, picked me up still impaled on his cock and lay me on my back. He lowered his massive chest to my face and I sucked one of his bullet-nipples into my mouth. "Oh yeah!" he cried, forcing more of his cock into my hole and more of his nipple into my mouth. "Suck on those big tits!" I tightened my ass around his hole. "Oh, fuck, I don't believe it! I'm gonna cum" he said. My mouth went for his other nipple and sucked as much of the nipple and the muscular pec into my mouth as I could manage. "You fucking little cum whore!" he shouted. "You're gonna get my huge load bareback. I'm not wearing a rubber, I'm gonna breed your hole, I'm gonna pump my massive load deep inside you. My DNA's gonna mix with yours. I'm fucking knocking you up!" As he shouted this, I felt his cock pump what seemed like half a pint of very hot spunk into me. I sucked harder on his tits and felt another six or seven spurts of his cum flood my ass. I went to touch my own cock but he pushed my hand away and reversing our positions, pulled me on top of him, his amazing cock still buried inside me. We lay there a few moments then he got to his feet and smiled at me. "Wow! That was one hot fuck. Give me a few minutes and I can go again." "Really?" I asked. He nodded. "Yeah, but I'm really thirsty and out of beers. Can you just go down to the corner shop whilst I take a breather?" "Sure, I'll just get cleaned up a bit." I replied, gently fingering my hole which was beginning to leak cum. "Don't" he said, picking me up so I was standing. He handed me my jeans and helped me pull them on. "But your load was so big!" I argued. "Don't worry, the shop's just down the street. You'll be OK." I put the rest of my clothes on and started to leave. "Hey" he called. "Ask for St Pierre. It's my favourite beer." With that, he handed me a tenner and let me out, pointing in the direction of the store. A few minutes later I was in the local shop, scanning the beers in the fridge and on the shelves. I'd never heard of St Pierre so asked the tall, blonde Polish guy behind the counter. "Sure I've got that but we don't get much call for it so it's in the store-room." He started towards the door at the back. "You'd better give me a hand" he said. As I followed him into the back, I admired his tight-fitting jeans and the back of his wide neck. As soon as we got inside the store-room, he pulled the door shut. "St Pierre" he said, nodding. "The only person I know who asks for that is Gareth down the road." "Yeah, it's for him" I answered. He put his hand on his crotch and squeezed. "So, has he knocked you up? Has he pumped his load up inside you? I bet he has, hasn't he. You're probably full of his cum right now!" He pushed me up against the wall and began to unbutton my jeans. "God, I love it when he sends over one of his shags, filled with his spunk for me to swallow." He pulled my jeans down, lay down on the floor and pulled my ass down onto his face. "Relax" he said, tongueing my hole. "Give up that load and you can have mine in return!" I relaxed a little and felt the cum load begin to dribble out of my ass. His slurping tongue was really turning me on, and the knowledge that he wanted to shoot inside me, to mix his cum with Gareth's was making me hard. I loosened up a bit more a a ******* of warm seed ran out of my hole directly into his mouth. He pushed me away and got up, then unzipping his jeans, took out his extremely hard cock. It wasn't as big as Gareth's but it was still pretty big. I dropped my jeans and turned around, presenting him with my sloppy hole. He rubbed it into the spunk still dripping from my ass and then began to push it into me. I relaxed and he gasped as my hole suddenly sucked him in deep. "Fucking hell! You're hole's so sloppy and wet, I'm gonna cum really quickly!" he breathed, pressing his swollen head deep into me. "You want my cum?" he asked, sweat dripping from his face as he pounded my hole. "Oh yeah, I want your big load. Breed my cunt with that big meat, fucking shoot that spunk load deep inside me. Breed my hole. Seed me!" I cried, and with a yell, he unloaded inside me. I thought Gareth had a big load, but this guy's just didn't seem to stop! He fucked my raw hole for ages, spurting fresh spunk into my already well-used hole. Just as I thought he'd finished, he gave another yell and I could feel more spunk spurt into me. He finished, and stood dazed for a moment, then reached up to a shelf and with one quick move, pulled out his cock and replaced it with a butt plug. "That'll keep the spunk up there for a bit" he said. giving it a final push into my swollen hole. "Wow! You really know how to drain a guy!" He smiled at me and pulled on his clothes. I did the same and he reached up for a six-pack of beer. "Here you go. No charge!" "Thanks" I said, stroking his smooth abs. "That was an amazing fuck!" "Yeah, well I like sloppy seconds." he replied. "Now, if you're really getting into this, perhaps you should drop by at number twenty-six. It's a few doors before Gareth's place, on the way back from here. My boyfriend's there and feeling really horny. You like older guys?" I nodded. "He's fifty-three, really built with a beard and the biggest siliconed balls you've ever seen. Sound good?" "Yes" I said, already looking forward to it. "Ring the bell, tell him that Marek sent you and that you need another few loads to take back to Gareth. He's got some friends around at the moment so if you want to be gang-fucked, you probably will." He unlocked the door and let me out. As I walked through the shop, my head was reeling and my heart beating really fast. I'd just been fucked by two guys, was about to get gang-banged and had't even shot a load of my own yet. As I walked down the street, I could feel the base of the butt plug pressing against my jeans and it was keeping me rock hard. At number twenty-six, I rang the bell and waited for it to be answered. After a few minutes I rang again, leaning harder on the buzzer. I heard a door opening inside and through the glass saw someone approaching the door. As the door opened, I felt the blood rise to my face. The guy was a real muscle-bear; beard, huge shoulders and a sexy smile and all he was wearing was a pair of shorts showing a bulge that was about the size of a melon. "Hey Paul" he said. "Hey!" I replied, wondering how he knew my name. "Come into the bedroom. I've a few friends around and they're getting really horned up." Before I could help myself, I grabbed his huge balls with my hands and dropped to my knees, inhaling his scent through the thin cotton. "Not in the doorway!" he said, hauling me me to my feet. I apologised, but couldn't take my eyes of his bulge. He led the way into the house, and in the bedroom I saw three other, older but really good looking, very hung men standing around a sling. I dropped my jeans, shrugged off the T-shirt and jumped into the sling. Immediately, the first guy pushed his hand between my ass cheeks, pulled out the butt-plug and replaced it with his cock. After only three strokes, he yelled and began to pump spunk into me. I relaxed and let him breed me. He didn't last for long, but as soon as he pulled out, another guy was ready and pushed his hard meat into me. This guy had a short cock but it was nice and heavy. "I can feel that spunk sliding over my dick" he grunted. "You fucking little cum-whore, you're a fucking little spunk hole just waiting to be bred!" As he talked, his cock got harder and I squeezed my hole around his cock. "Fucking little cock-jockey" he grunted. "Can't wait to get cock inside you, can't wait to get bred by big guys shooting their loads into your ass!" As he said this, he too gave a yell and unloaded into me. The third guy had been watching and stroking himself, and without a word, pushed his cock into me and shot his load, then the guy with the silicone balls approached. His cock was also siliconed and I knew he'd waited until last so that I was stretched enough to take it. As the other guys stepped back, he pushed his meat into me with both hands, ensuring no spunk dribbled out. He wrapped his hand around the base of his cock and began to wank himself into me, not saying a word. My hands reached for his balls and I squeezed their hugeness as he began to moan. I could tell that the first guy was fucking him from behind as he suddenly leant forward, pushed his huge hairy chest into my face and commanded me to chew his nipples. The moment my tongue touched the first one, he began to spasm into my hole, filling it to overflowing with his big sperm-load. After a few more spurts, he pulled his massive cock out slowly and quickly replaced the butt-plug in my hole. "OK" he grinned. "Now you can take those loads back to Gareth!" I got out of the sling shakily, I was so horny but I knew where I wanted to blow my load. I pulled on my clothes and the muscle-bear showed me to the door. "See you around!" he said. I walked back up the road until I reached Gareth's house. As soon as I approached the door, he opened it and pulled me inside, leading me straight into the bedroom. "So, where's the beer?" he asked. "Crap! I must have left it at..." "Number twenty-six?" he finished for me. "Excellent!" He led me to the bed and unbuttoned my jeans. Producing a funnel and a pint glass, he had me squat over it. "C'mon" he urged. "You must be full to bursting. How many loads have you got up inside you right now? Four? Five? Let's see!" I carefully pulled out the butt-plug and a ******* of hot sperm shot out of my ass and into the glass. He carefully massaged my hole and a new load spurted out. "You got any more up there?" he asked, stroking my shoulder. "I don't think so" I said, just as another powerful surge squirted out. When I had emptied most of it, he held up the glass. It was half full of mixed spunk. Handing it to me, Gareth dropped onto the bed on all fours and rammed the funnel into his ass. "Now, give it to me!" he said. I began to pour the white liquid into the funnel and his ass sucked it inside him. In a few minutes the glass was empty and he was full... almost. My cock felt like it was going to burst, I was so turned-on by what had happened to me that morning. Using the last few drops of spunk from the glass, I lubed my cock and pushed it into Gareth's filled hole. The feeling of that amount of cum on my cock was mind-blowing. I grabbed his beefy thighs and began to stroke my cock into his hot hole. Within a few minutes I literally could not hold back, and with a roar, I dumped my load in with the rest. I seemed to shoot for ages, and when I stopped, I could hardly stand. Gareth pulled me down onto the bed and wrapped his arms around me. As I stroked his muscular chest, he whispered into my ear "You like being a cum courier? Delivering all that hot sperm to me?" I nodded. "Good" he said. "Because that's just the first assignment I have for you. I'm gonna send you all over the city picking up loads for me and bringing them back so that we can share them. OK?" I smiled and replied "Fuck yes!" ****** THE END *******

Hi everyone, The last time I was here, I said, "I suppose deep down I understand that I'm going to get HIV sooner or later. It doesn't bother me, and I believe that I'll accept it when it happens, but I want to experience as much unprotected sex as I can before I get it." and "Maybe the best thing to do is just accept every load, no matter what. It's what I want deep down, and I'm starting to believe my life is worthless if I deny it. It's what I am." But I still felt kind of confused. Since I was last here, I have spent my time thinking about everything, and I have decided that I want to become a cumdump. I feel totally certain, and it's like my life is beginning. The next time I have lots of free time is on Saturday, and I'm going to spend the day in a sauna, sucking every dick that I'm able to. I feel a bit scared about anal sex, but it's just because I'm really inexperienced at it, and if a guy wants to fuck me and cum in my ass and stuff, I will definitely let him. I'm not going to ask any questions about a guy's status, and I will take every load. I suppose I just want to tell you guys, because this is the place where I feel I can talk about this stuff and not be condemned. This is a really big thing for me, and I feel grateful to this place for helping me to understand what I want, and accept that it's okay. And yeah, if you have any advice for me, I totally welcome it.

How it started It started innocently enough. Well, a recon date to meet for fisting may not be everyone's idea of innocence, but it was really a quite not-very-kinky date. I was 39, quite normal guy called Simon. Out of the closet at work, but not out as a guy that liked to get fist deep into his ass quite regularly. Anyway, the guy seemed very nice: A couple years older than me, recently out of a relationship and keen on trying out fisting. He had only tried it once before, but was determined to try it again. He was a safe sex guy only which I also insisted on. I hadn't really been bare backed since years and recently tested this was how I preferred it. After a quite lengthy period of chatting, we agreed to meet at my place. I cleaned out well and was ready when he entered. He introduced himself as David. He had a great smile and soon also introduced me to a nice 15 cm uncut cock. David urged me to suck him. He made me suck it deep and holding the back of my head ensuring I understood my task was to please him. I did my best and loved feeling his nice cock deep in my mouth. I was rock hard. After a while he seemed satisfied and withdrew. While I recovered he wrapped up and proceeded to fuck me. First he wanted me on my back, looking me deep in the eyes while adding just a bit of lube before entering me. It hurt but soon I enjoyed it. He increased the speed and turned me around. Twisting my nipples while fucking me, he ensured I was very horny and wanted him deeper. It wasn't a merciless fuck, but very determined. He was pounding me intense and hard and was clearly more focused on his own pleasure than mine. Well, suited me well, I took a sniff of my poppers and wanked slowly. He withdrew, grabbed a black glove and fist lube and I lay down on my back with poppers within reach. The first time with a new guy I am always anxious. How is he? Soon I felt his first finger in my hole, and he soon stretched open with two and three finger. I relaxed and knew I could take more with a little help of poppers. He added another finger, and soon tried to push he entire fist. It felt huge, but I loved the feeling and soon he was inside me. And my anxiousness was replaced by pleasure. I knew this one was a good fister. Sure, he was as determined as a fister as a fucker, but he had a certain way of doing it that I immediately loved. I got super horny and as always I my inner slut is released as soon as I got a fist inside me. I really only wanting to feel it deep, feel the fist fuck me and to cum. David didn't allow me to shoot, and after a while he took out his hand and kissed me. Suddenly he showed tenderness that I knew was sincere and from then one I not only liked, but also trusted him. The reason for withdrawing was that he wanted to fuck me again. David made sure I was kneeling doggy in front of him and fucked me again. Can you feel my dick he teased? I ensured him I could. He smacked my buttocks a couple of times and I felt him increase his phase. Hard and deep he fucked me and soon I knew he was close and he came with a small cry that soon changed to a big smile. He turned me around again, handed me the poppers and I felt his fist against my hole. Soon I was urging him to fist me harder as I wanked myself to a big and intense orgasm. We were both happy. Over the next weeks we chatted more, but never managed to meet up and one day his Recon profile was gone. I was disappointed, but what could I do? It was never less a nice memory. Two years later Two years later I suddenly got a message on Recon from David again. Back after another relationship and breakup, he was ready for new adventures. We started to chat regularly again. His profile was still safe sex only, but now noted that he was chems friendly. I had never tried chems and told him that I was not interested. He said he thought I would enjoy it, but that it as of course up to me. We discovered was that we both really liked cuddling. That surprised him. He had thought I was a just sex only guy, preferring only rather rough fist dates. It proved difficult to find time to meet, but eventually we had a new date. Pretty much like the first one, I was once again enjoying sucking his nice cock before he fucked me just as rough as I like it and fisted me with determination and surprising skill. I teased him he was a natural talent as he claimed he hadn't fisted anyone since he first met me. After we had both shot our loads, we chatted, cuddled and had a nice time. From then on we started to chat online even more often. He called me his little slut and told me how much he loved to fuck and fist me. Like me he was very much the boy next door guy, but revealed his interest in leather. He was very happy then I told him that although not much into the leather scene I still owned leather boots and pants. Having sex with me in that outfit was definitely something he wanted. David told me he wanted to try out new things with me and again said we should try chems together. It made me horny to ask him to specify his fantasies. He told me he would love to try to pee in my ass or on my face, cum on my face and bareback me. I made me extremely horny to hear all of this. I said I would like to try most things, but no bare backing. Condoms only when fucking and no cum even in my mouth. However, I started to wonder how it would be to be fucked and fisted while on chems. I read some stories on breedingzone about guy being chemmed up and I realised it was a big turn on to imagine myself as slightly dizzy fucktoy. A chemmed up date I finally agreed to try e with him on our next date. He was very careful to underline this was up to me, and that he didn't want to force me. Anyway, I decided, I am more than 40 now and I should try it at least once. We agreed to meet on evening. As usual I cleaned out thoroughly and on his request I dressed up in my leather stuff and was ready when he knocked on my door. He kissed me passionately before handing me the e and some water and I swallow dutifully. He took one himself. Continuing to kiss me, he lifted my black t-shirt, found my nipples and pulled them just as I like it. I was instantly horny and soon I also felt a sudden rush. I understood the e was hitting. I loved the feeling immediately. We kissed while he was feeling my hard dick through the leather pants. My head was spinning for horniness and soon all I wanted was to suck him and make him happy. I urged him to give me his cock. He pushed me down on my knees, opened his jeans and pushed my head against his underwear. They had a slight smell of piss that made me even hornier. He continued to pull my nipples and I released his cock. I took his 15 cm in my mouth. I couldn't get it deep enough and he said I was a good slut. After a while he lead me to my bed, pushed me down with my ass pointing towards him and gave me some spanks. David opened my leather pants, and pushed them down and exposed my ass. He spanked it again and wanked himself back to a full erection. Putting on a condom and lubing my hole with an experienced move, he didn’t take the time to open me with a finger. He simply pushed in. Not extremely brutal, but not very concerned about me either. I cried out, more of surprise than pain although it was a bit painful. I was still a bit dizzy from the e and enjoyed the feeling of him entering me, fucking me and controlling me and using me. “I will take care of you” he said. “I love you. Just relax”. I did. After being satisfied by his initial fuck, he turned to fisting. He opened me quite gently while I added poppers to my chemmed-up state to ensure I could take his fist. David pushed in, I screamed in pain and pleasure and he said: just scream out, it turns me on. It wasn't a cruel statement, just an observation. He continued to fist me, kissing me, spanking me and then fucking me again. I was in heaven. “Do you still feel the e?” he asked. I realized it had subdued and I said "not so much". “Take some water and I will give you one more” he said. He did, and after a while I felt the intense feeling returning. He sensed I was ready for more and he fisted me again, soon punching me. Alternating between his left and right arm, my hole was punched again and again. It was so intense and so good. I didn't have the usual urge to shoot a load, it was more that I just wanted it to continue. He took some breaks and we cuddled, before he fisted me more. My as was more open than ever before and it felt amazing. We cuddled and I was in a very dreamy state. We were spooning up and I felt his hardening cock against my back. I played with it until it was again fully erect. The condom had fallen off when he had been soft so he was not wrapped up. Suddenly I felt him pushing himself against my open hole. I was still dizzy and not able to resist. He pushed in and said "can you feel my cock? I am barebacking you baby. Doesn’t it feel great? Don't you love it slut?" And I realised I really enjoyed it. Not only did it feel much closer and intimate but it was also the feeling of doing something very naughty. He started to fuck me more intensely and soon I knew he would shoot. I didn't try to avoid it. I just enjoyed feeling him shooting his load in my ass. It was so great and we kissed and cuddled as his cock softened. Still being very horny, I felt his cock slip out and suddenly I just knew I had to suck him. I took his beautiful cock in my mouth again, it tasted lube, assjuice and cum and I sucked it while wanking myself. I shot a big load and was totally exhausted, but very happy. I felt his cum dribble out of my ass and I smiled at him while fingering myself and licking his cum of my fingers. I knew I would be willing to far with this guy.

My Boy I hadn't seen my son since my wife threw me out 6 years ago after she caught me fucking our 20 year old brother. The only reason we got married was the fact that I knocked her up and I only fucked her cause I was trying to see if I could be with a woman. The entire time we were fucking I was thinking of her brother. So at the age of 18 we married and tried to make a go of it, but I couldn't resist a nice cock. After we split I turned to the wild side of things and began to party. I started off snorting Tina. After a short time I switched to smoking when the night came that a buddy of mine convinced me to try slamming. That night changed my life. Not only did I learn to embrace Tina I also got knocked up with my friend’s bugs. Now I was responsible for my 18 years old son since his mother was killed in a car accident. I kept in contact the best I could sending him a yearly birthday and Christmas gifts. I would get the customary thank you card back but my ex-wife never wanted me to have any more contact then that after she discovered I was really gay. After picking up Sean and bringing him to my one bedroom apartment he wondered where he would sleep. I offered him my bedroom and I told him I would sleep in the living room sleeper sofa until we could get a larger place. Since I lived in the same area as his high school he could have remained there but asked if He could change schools for the last half of the school year. I agreed to his request without much thought, but there was something about Sean that struck me, he seemed to be more family than by DNA. He wore a rainbow colored wrist band on both wrists and had his hair brightly colored. I decided not to pry and we went about settling into our home. As the work week ended I would normally be preparing to party with my friends but instead I was going to spend it getting to know my son. I came home from work early on Friday getting to the apartment before Sean got home from school. I decided to take a shower to wash away the hard day’s sweat that I had worked up that day. As I was relaxing under the spray of the warm water I heard the bathroom door pushed open. I casually looked over to see Sean watching me as I rubbed soap over my body. For a 37 year old man I was in good shape. I was still had a lean, swimmers build from working out at the gym a few times a week standing at 6 feet tall, I weighed a buck-eighty. I could tell Sean was enjoying what he saw as I soaped up my semi-hard cock that easily grows to 8” when hard. As I rinsed myself off I heard Sean knock and clear his throat. He let me know he needed to take a leak and I told him that we’re both men, he didn't need to knock if he needed to use the can. He came in and I watched through the cloudy shower door as he tried to piss with a semi-hard cock. I then began to see Sean in a different light. At just shy of 6’, he had a lean, thin build and looked to have a grower between his legs like his old man. I finished my shower before he could begin his piss and stepped out to dry off as he tried to hide his excitement. There was no avoiding it any longer, he turned to face me with his cock hanging out when he looked as my cock and licked his lips. I asked him if he saw anything he liked and he simply nodded his head yes and his eyes were locked on my growing cock. Without a word he dropped to his knees and licked my cock as I ran my hands through his hair. I wanted to take him right then and there but my status had me holding back. I couldn't resist his hot mouth as he worked my cock with an expertise that had me blowing my load down his throat in not time. After he cleaned my cock off I looked down at him and let him know that we needed to talk.

Chapter 1 - Prologue I never meant this to happen. I really didn't. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me back up a bit. My name is Stephen. I won’t bore you with too many details but I’m a 31 year old gay man. I am also a very sexual person. In college and beyond, I lived for my next sexual encounter. I was a regular in the local gay bars, cruised on the internet two or three times a week, and let's just say that if there were frequent flyer miles for bathhouses, I would be a diamond member. I sucked and sat on every dick I could find... condoms always optional. There is something about the thrill of anonymous sex that just really gets my juices flowing. I've got a nice (if I do so so myself) six incher, cut, but I'm an almost total bottom and getting fucked is "real sex" to me. Everything else is just foreplay or a distraction. Then three years ago, at the ripe old age of 28, I met an amazing guy and settled down.. A year later we were married in Massachusetts and I vowed I would never have sex with anyone else again. I considered myself lucky to make it through my slutty “phase” still HIV negative… despite having lost track of how many loads I had taken. Thomas, my husband, is the sweetest person I've ever met, I adore him, and would ever do anything to hurt him. Or so I thought. Thomas's cock is, to be honest, somewhat smaller than average. When he fucks me, there is always that nagging part of me that isn't really satisfied. Despite this, he is a "total top”. Even worse is that he doesn't have a very strong sex drive. For him, fucking once every couple of months is more than enough and even then he always wears a condom. He likes to cuddle, occasionally he will let me jack him a bit. That is the extent of our sex life. Meanwhile I'm so horny I'm basically climbing the walls (and giving myself carpal tunnel or whatever it's called from jacking myself off four or five times a day). I'm not trying to justify what happened. Really, I'm not. I'm just telling you.... Ok? Anyway. It was a couple months ago and I was having a crap day at work. I couldn't focus on anything but the guys walking by on the street a couple levels below. Playing the "I wonder how big his dick is" game over and over in my head with each cute guy who walked beneath my window. It was the noise from the renovation crew working on the offices one floor above me that finally interrupted my daydreams. When they started drilling right above my desk, it gave me a great excuse to get out of my office and go to the men's room to rub one out. I told my assistant Calvin that I would be back once the upstairs crew moved on and it was less noisy. He muttered a distracted "Ok Stephen" without looking up from the spreadsheet he was working on. I had found a men's room a few days earlier that, due to the staff moving around for the renovations, was always empty. So I headed there. There was an outer door and and inner door which allowed for a bit of warning if anyone did show up. I was clearly in my own little world because as I turned down the last hallway I almost walked into a guy talking on a cell phone and I hadn't even heard him. Maybe it was just because I was so horned up, but there was something about him that caught my eye. Blonde hair slightly too long and slightly unkempt. Blue eyes. About 3 inches taller than me so about 6' 1” and close to my age. The work pants and sweatshirt marked him as clearly part of the renovation team but more like a supervisor or foreman as his clothes were clean except for just a hint of sawdust or something on one sleeve. I'm no gym bunny but I try to keep fit. He was something different. I could see his arms, chest, and legs were firmly muscular without being bulky. His toned body, however, was the result of work not just working out. He was handsome not beautiful... but all the more perfect for it. But what really caught my attention though was something less tangible and harder to describe. He had a certain aura of quiet confidence and masculinity that was incredibly sexy. All of this took a second, maybe two, before I realised I was staring. He noticed me and glanced my way for half a second. In that half a second, I felt I had been weighed and measured, like he knew my thoughts, and what had exactly what had brought me to this empty part of the building. And then he turned away and back to his phone call. Even his deep voice was calm and exuded the same sense of being in control as the rest of him. I blushed and hurried into the men’s room. My dick was hard as a rock and i was breathing heavily. I don't think any guy has ever effected me like that before. I was even hornier than I had been before. I stepped to a urinal and fished out my dick and started stroking. I closed my eyes and pictured the man in the hallway outside. I could already feel my balls start to tighten, aching for release. And then I heard the outer door to the bathroom open. My eyes snapped open and I stopped stroking but my dick was hard, red, and ready to shoot. I turned my body to try and hide it while watching the door. The stranger walked in, his blue eyes meeting mine for another half second. Yet again I felt him measuring me up and assessing the situation. He knew exactly what I was doing before he entered and wasn't at all surprised.

Hit Midtown Spa last night looking for loads and to give a couple. It seemed kinda slow, but as I was laying on my bed, ass in the air, a hot older (50's) Latin guy come in who immediately began to message my ass. I turned around and told him to cum inside. He closed the door, dropped his towel and presented a beautiful thick uncut cock that was the same size as a redbull can. His goatee felt amazing as he went to my town eating my ass, his tongue fucking loads of spit into my hole. After several minutes he crawled onto my back, grabbed his poppers and asked if I wanted some. I told him I've never tried them before and he said I should take a big hit b/c he was about to fuck my ass full of cum! I took a whiff and immediately felt like I was swimming. Without ever mentioning condoms, let alone asking me if I wanted him to use them, he slid his thick cock balls deep in my ass, pounding and long-dicking my tight ass. While I definitely felt him, honestly his cock didn't hurt like I thought it would. It was amazing. He fucked me for a good 15 minutes, then he pulled out, positioned my ass on the edge of the bed and dove right back in. He was VERY verbal and told me to take his big daddy dick and that he loved my tight white boy ass and he was gonna breed me deep. He just pounded me faster and faster and talking very dirty to me. I was in hog heaven. Still hitting the poppers he kept fucking me hard. All of a sudden he moaned and slid in all the way in and unloaded a HUGE load deep in my ass. He stayed in me for a couple minutes telling me he loved my ass and it was the best he'd had in a long time. He pulled out, and grabbed his towel from the ground, and as I turned over, I asked his status he said, neg. He then turned, opened the door and that's when I saw the bio hazard tattoo on his back between his shoulder blades. I was in LOVE! Not sure why he lied, but still think it was hot.

This week I’ve been venting some of my emotional frustrations on really nasty, emotionally detached anon sex. The other night I went out with the intention of taking loads in my ass in various trashy ways. I cleaned out, went downtown and made my first stop at the blue store in Chelsea. I went into the booth area and picked out the booth where I always get fucked in. the last one on the far right, It’s not my favorite spatially, but its nestled in a corner and I think guys find it more private somehow, we’re in a cum stained back room of a video store but I kind of get it. I always slut-out in that one. I wore sweat pants for easy redressing and a white T, dark denim jacket— I look good in white T-shirts, I feel clean and comfortable. I took the whole outfit off once my first cock came into view. And it was a heavy fat one. White, cut 8inches thick, and veiny. His body wasn’t ripped but he had a flat tummy and low hanging balls shaved. I squatted to my knees and started sucking nasty. I wanted to taste every inch of this cock. I was ravenous. He loved it; making those really low grunting sounds. After I felt globs of spit hanging off his cock I knew he was lubed enough by my mouth to slide into my body raw. I wanted this raw cock to penetrate me. I wanted to fuck myself onto him, feel every thrust of his spit-lubed stranger dick. I don’t know this man at all and even if I saw him on the street I couldn’t recognize him. This is to me one of the sleaziest acts of sex one can ever commit. To take a strangers cock into your ass raw, one who’s face you’ve never seen or only bits and flashes of a chin, a smile, in the dark back room. A face only lit by porn playing in a video store booth. Completely anon and definitely the filthiest in terms of disease. We use each other as vessels for cum here. I hadn’t offered my hole up here for a while but had made plenty of deposits, but I was always a much better cumdump than top. I spit on my hand and opened my ass up. I took a huge hit of my poppers and let the waves take over me. When I felt the light throbbing of my ass heat against his wet stranger cock I slid my puckered ass lips around his head. I kept sliding and relaxing my asshole around his cock. I felt myself tense up and hit the poppers again medicating my hole to submission for the cock. I spread my cheeks open with my hands and pushed him into my body. The rush of being a sick faggot hits me right then and there as I feel my ass hit the booth partition wall. I pull myself up and slide him out slowly. I imagine my ass sucking his cock. I pull all the way off up until the very tip and slide down quickly onto him impaling myself. I kept doing this and felt for his responses. The subtle signs of gloryhole sex: You read your partners pleasure with slight motions. I pushed my ass against the partition and let him fuck me for a while. And he fucked me hard and rough. I liked to ram all the way in. I just held the wall in front of me watching myself in the faint reflection of the dark plastic booth. I looked like a whore, and I felt like one. I smiled. Then I felt hit the poppers again and started to meet his thrusts. As he backed off me I met him on his thrust into me. We synched up and I heard him hit his poppers—that’s my cue, and I hit my iron horse. Then he started to spasm and I felt it. The poppers were making my head spin and I could feel his sperts each hot rope of jizz blasting my on the inside. This random cock, this disgusting faggot shooting into another fag cumhole. It’s a dehumanizing experience that becomes addictive. He unloaded and started to soften. I clenched my ass around his dick and milked the rest out. When I pulled off he was still hard enough to suck so I did. I took his cock straight from my ass and into my mouth and cleaned him off like a good public gloryhole cumdump does. He pulled himself back in then seeing he was a little sensitive. And before I was able to get back up, he squatted down and looked me dead in the face. My light popped back on then letting me know my dollar was up. He could see me entirely just then. A young guy, white with freckles and blue eyes, gym body but small in stature crouched down on the floor with his stranger cum in his ass and cock/ass scum coating his mouth. He smiled at me. A white guy, late 40’s slightly potbellied light scruff, fairly hairless and really skinny legs and face. He kept smiling and then grabbed my head bringing his hands onto my side of the partition. He pulls me in and tells me to open my mouth. I do. He spits right into my mouth. I swallowed it. “Faggot slut” he said “keep those babies warm for me.” I took one more load from a small cocked man right after. The little ones hurt and this annoyed me, but I felt like he was roughing me up along my anus and I wanted him to fuck the first load deeper into my body. I knew from the way he looked and treated me like a piece of faggot ass that the sperm churning in my gut was poz. The little cock spewed his own load into my asshole and I could see them mixing. Sloshing around in the cavity of my ass just holding that cum cocktail inside me. I went to bed without showering. I had just gotten comfortable in my covers and then I involuntarily released an enormous amount of cum from my ass. I thought it had all absorbed in me by then but I had an extremely creamy slimy ass. I fingered myself some while jerking off and came so hard I thought I would pass out. I woke up in crusty sheets.

I met up with some friends tonight at a gay bar, not looking to hookup, I was just out for some drinks. At one point I saw a guy who was cruising me a bit - he sent me over a drink. I went over to say thanks. He was a very hot guy, a nice build, and at about 6'1", he was a little taller am I. We chatted a bit and after we realized we were a match he asked me if I would like to play. Naturally I accepted his invitation, and as he lived only a few minutes down the road, the game was on. We had not talked about playing BB or safe. As most all the guys I have ever played with from that particular club played safe, I expected the same. I am an ex-boyscout so I had cleaned-up well - just in case I did hookup. Always be prepared! We arrived at his place and went right to business. He had mentioned at the bar that he was packing seven uncut inches, but hadn't mentioned he was about six inches 'round: his fuckin' dick looked like a beer can. It was a welcome surprise but made sucking him pretty stressful on my jaw. We made out a bit, got naked, and he had me service his cock for several minutes. I was thinking we were not going to fuck, that I would just suck him off, and that such was why he had me work his cock for a long time. Then he stopped me saying "Relax, I don't want to cum yet" adding "I wanna fuck you." I was more than happy to hear that. He told me to bend over he wanted to eat my ass a bit. He was a great ass muncher - he really worked my hole. At one point he remarked that he became good at eating ass and getting it ready for fucking, because so many guys had a hard time accommodating his cock because of its girth. I understood what he was talking about. He teased my ass with his cock. I could feel the head of his dick rubbing my hole. All I could think was 'Please, fuck me RAW!' I moaned, signaling how good it felt and he noticed it. He stuck the head of his dick in just a little and then pulled it back out, doing this a few times. Then stopped, and grabbed poppers, lube and a condom from his night stand. Although I thought the use of a condom sucked nut, at least I would get fucked, which was better than not getting fucked. Little did I know what was to transpire. He took a long hit of the poppers and then handed them to me. I heard him playing with the condom wrapper, and as he donned the condom he said "Let's see how this works." He lubed my hole and his cock and started to push in. I don't know why but getting fucked by a guy wearing a condom has always been a problem for me. Maybe it's the increased friction of the latex against the flesh of my tight ass. He put on more lube but still his beer can dick could not really get in. He lubed up his finger and started to work the lube into my hole. After a few tries his dick started to slide in, but the pain was too much. I told him to stop I could not take it. He responded saying "I'll take my time, but one way or another I'm gonna fuck you" adding "There's no way I'm gonna let your tight ass get away without opening it up." I agreed saying "I"ll do what ever I can to take it" and with that I took another huge hit from the poppers and he started to slide in again. He got about half way in and we heard it: the snap of the condom as it broke. He quickly pulled out and muttered "FUCK!" His dick have been slowly sliding in, but the friction on the condom was to much. Inwardly I was hoping he would simply abandon the condom and fuck me raw, reasoning he would certainly be able to slide more readily, and I would certainly love it. He grabbed another condom, put it on, saying "If this one breaks I'm gonna have to fuck you raw!" My ass started to twitch. I was hoped the damn condom would break and that he would follow through on his threat. I took another hit on the poppers and again he started to push in. The pain was unreal. I moaned loudly, doing all the tricks bottoms usually do to take big cock, but I also wanted to stress the condom. It didn't matter. After about five deep thrusts there was another snap - the second condom also broke. His cock lodged in my ass, the broken condom still up there as well, he said, "Fuck man. That was the last condom. You neg or poz?" I said I didn't know. He responded "What do you mean you don't know. Do you let poz guys fuck you raw?" I was unsure how to respond, thinking that if I told him the truth, that I had let poz guys fuck me raw, he might be turned-off and terminate our session. I decided to evade his question and answered "I haven't been tested in several months and I had played bareback with several guys since my last test." Recognizing my evasion, he responded "You didn't answer my question. Do you take loads from poz guys? Do you let them fuck you raw?" He had painted me into a corner. If I responded "Yes" I might not get fucked. If I responded "No" I still might not get fucked. I chose a middle ground saying "I don't know for sure if any of the guys who fucked me raw were poz. I didn't ask." "So, as long as you get fucked, you don't care if the guy is neg or poz?" I replied saying only "I don't ask." During this whole exchange he keep slowly fucking me with his exposed raw cock in my hole. He looked at me and said, "To be honest, the condom was for you not for me. I'm poz." I was laying on my back his beer can size cock deep in my hole. He continued saying "I don't give a fuck. I'm gonna breed you now. I'm poz, but I'm on meds, so the risk is low - but it's there." He held me tightly and keep pumping me as he said this. "To be honest, I was gonna stealth you anyway. All my condoms break, although usually they last a bit longer. I go to that bar anytime I feel like spreading my seed. I always find a bitch like you willing to come here and get fucked. I don't know exactly what's going on, but your super-tight ass fucked up my game." The pace of his fucking increased. He was getting close. "So now I'm just gonna tell you, I'm gonna breed you." As he finished his statement he started to cum. As soon as he was done, he pointed me to the bathroom to clean up and when I was ready he sent me on my way, his phone number in my pocket and a huge load in my gut.

So my quest to get pozzed by my Black Daddy continues. We were supposed to hook up yesterday, but when I got to his place he need some parTy supplies. Unfortunately, his dealers were not to be found. While we waited for them to call us back, I douched and put on my new jock strap for my breeding. He was dressed hoping to get a call so we could smoke a bit and he could shove his big, black poz cock up my still negative, but very hungry and willing hole. While I sat naked on his couch except for the jock strap we watched porn - he had a little of the T left so we smoked it which just made me super horny for his big, fat poz cock. He only likes to fuck while high, and I'm becoming a big T whore, so since we couldn't get any I went home without getting fucked. We made plans for Thursday when his normal supplier would be back. I texted him before going to bed to make sure we were still on for Thursday and to let me know if the T didn't come through. Much to my surprise this morning I awoke to a responsive text saying he had gotten some T and to come over and get his cock. Since I hadn't made plans at work, I went in early, did what I had to do, made an excuse and went to his house - craving getting his fat cock and poz load in my ass. He opened the door wearing nothing but a jockstrap, his sexy black bear body making me horny. I jumped in the shower and cleaned out, put on my new jock strap and went into the living room where we fuck. He lit a bowl and we chatted, after several hits, I couldn't resist sucking on his big cock to get it ready for my ass. As I sucked it I rubbed his belly and he started telling me how he truly wanted to be the one to poz my ass - he wants me to just let him fuck me until I convert. He's on meds but has converted a couple of guys with his "virulent swimmers." The T, his now hard dick and all the poz talk had my hole craving his beautiful fat poz cock in my ass. I mounted the fuck chair, he mounted me and we fucked all afternoon - After the first poz load and we honestly discussed him knocking me up and how ithas alays been my fantasy to get pozzed by a black daddy bear with a fat cock. He even suggested that I bring a toothbrush next time. After another round of smoking and the dirty talk, my hole was again twitching for his cock and cum. After about another hour he shot his second toxic load in my ass with me begging him to poz my ass. I still have his cum in me - but think I have found the guy that will finally give me what I want. Can't wait to have his Black DNA in me forever!

Craig and I had been friends since high school, class of 1980. We discovered gay sex our first year in college and quickly discovered our roles. From the start, I was strictly a top, whereas Craig was versatile. Since high school I gained just a little weight, upgrading from 170 to 200. I had also grown a good beard. I liked to masturbate a lot so I had also taken to keeping my nails bitten to the nubs. My cut dick was somewhere between seven and eight inches, with corresponding thickness. I liked to fuck tight asses as well as face-fuck the cocksuckers. I had tried using condoms but just couldn't get the feeling I needed in order to get my rocks off. Over the decade Craig went from about 200 to almost 300 pounds. He had a small, cut dick which measured about five inches, but he also got super hard, so he really enjoyed breaking anal cherries, as well as getting sucked off. I was pretty much an exclusive barebacker, and in fact, the only time I nutted wearing a condom was when I fucked one asshole using Bengay for lube, which, I found caused his ass to flex around my dick while I fucked him as he tried to escape the abject pain. Looking back it may have been one of the fucks I most enjoyed, maybe ranking with my all-time favorite fuck, which was the time I took Craig's anal cherry. Back in 1990 I was working in a small factory, but Craig, who I still occasionally fucked, had taken vocational courses in college and then went to trade school, and several jobs later was working in a junkyard. I was pozzed about this time when, having gone on a month-long vacation, during which time I went to visit family out west, and ended-up at a bar which led to my attending a sex party. When I awoke the next morning I had a hangover and a sore ass. I remembered someone handing me a beer, which I had only partially consumed, but honestly I don't remember much more of that night. Even so, life went on for a few weeks until I found myself feeling as if I had lost a fight with a gorilla. I went to see my doctor who ran a few tests, and eventually told me I was poz. I called Craig, who I hadn't seen, and, of course, with whom I hadn't fucked since the week before going on vacation and told him the bad news. "Looks like our sex life is over unless you want to get pozzed." "Things will be okay," he replied, and suggested I take things easy. I also called my boss who seemed understanding, probably because he himself was bi. I spent the next two months recovering from the fuck flu, and eventually, after a long hiatus, I finally felt like masturbating. It had been perhaps two months since I had last cum, and I readily shot my first poz load off into a bathroom sink. It felt good to get my rocks off, and I found myself thinking of the first blow job I had ever received, which, as it was, had been given by Craig, who had also been my first piece of ass. I found myself remembering the pleasure I experienced when my dick broke his anal cherry, even as he writhed in pain. Fair was fair, however: he had fucked me first so he had been obligated to let me fuck him. A couple of weeks later I persuaded him to let me fuck him again and that time he came from getting fucked, so he was hooked. Our sex life became a rich mixture of getting my rocks off in his ass and mouth, me jacking him off and us putting our meat and cum to others. After I fully recovered from the fuck flu, I returned to work, and I could see I had been missed. Although my boss had hired a couple of temp guys, none of them could match my performance. A couple of weeks later Craig and I got together, and he confided he longed to fool around with me. Sure enough, he ended-up giving me a blow job, and I jacked him off. It felt good to use his talented mouth, get my rocks off in it and feel him swallow my cum with my cock in his mouth. I was on the crude drug cocktails and pondered if, by blowing me, Craig would likely end-up converting, especially since back in the mid-80s Craig had told me that if he ever got pozzed he'd want me to do it. I should explain that back then Craig and I were more or less monogamous. My dick was usually the only one up his ass, save for the dicks of a couple of friends of mine when we were still college where Craig occasionally played around with other guys, usually sucking them off, and I occasionally fucked other guys or had them suck me off. Craig and I also occasionally had oral sex, and I tried once or twice fucking him with a condom, but that didn't work for either of us. After I converted I looked into the dangers of each type of sex, top vs. bottom, oral vs. anal, and that the safest sex with a poz man of all was getting jacked off by one who kept his nails bitten or clipped to the nubs which prevented accidental cuts to the dick. As for penetration, getting sucked off by a poz cocksucker was safest and the most dangerous was getting fucked in the ass by a poz man. So when Craig and I resumed having sex after I converted, initially we had more oral sex and one time, after he had swallowed my poz cum and kissed my poz dick, we had a short discussion and decided that it was time for me to inject my HIV-laden cum into him up his fat ass. My dick hardened as we discussed how I'd take care of him when he caught the HIV flu and he assured me his medical coverage would pay for his treatments as mine was doing. The next afternoon he told me he had chosen to go on vacation in a month or so, which means if things worked out correctly, he would be hit with the fuck flu about the time he was scheduled to be off work. With that, we both stripped, hugged and french kissed, then he spat in my hand and I jacked him off. He shot-off his last load of neg cum in my hand. He sucked my dick to full hardness, left it wet with his spit and lay on his stomach on the bed while I smeared his cum onto my dick. My dick was rock hard and throbbing as I mounted my buddy and lined-up my shot. I put my weapon to his hole and drove it home with a quick thrust to instantly hilt it up his ass as he squealed in pain. My dick felt really nice in his snug hole. I flexed it and felt my masculine power as it expanded in him. He felt it too. He hadn't been fucked since the day before I started my vacation so his hole was tight and very easily abraded by my dick, which encouraged the opening of more fissures to facilitate passage of my toxic virus into his body. I began fucking him, and felt a sense of power over him, somewhat similar to how conquering I felt when I broke his cherry. Now I was breaking his HIV cherry and enjoying his hole which had tightened over the several weeks since I had last fucked him. This time, as I made it a point to pull out almost all the way, and to slam myself home as roughly as possible, just to make sure I tore-up his insides before my pre-cum began to provide too much lube. He felt the pain and asked what I was doing. "I'm preparing your ass to take my virus easier," I replied and rammed it home a few more times. I knew it hurt him but putting pain to holes provided more pleasure to my prick and usually resulted in better feeling more intense orgasms when I ejaculated. I pulled my dick out of him to check for blood and found some along with the usual other stuff from fucking ass. I rammed it back into him with a snap of my hips and fucked him, piston-thrusting in, intensely enjoying fucking him and thinking how great I would feel when I pumped my dirty cum into him and how my prick would pulse with pleasure with each spurt of my HIV-laden cum into him and how he horrible he'd feel three weeks later when he suffered the flu. I was so turned on I fucked him faster, harder, grinning in anticipation of my soon to come ultimate good feeling. I began breathing hard and working up a sweat as I fucked him good while he lay patiently under me accepting my self-serving thrusts in him. I knew he had trepidation about getting pozzed but then again he knew he'd get pozzed sooner or later and by someone else had I not fucked him soon enough. My thrusts became jerky as I got closer and I slowed my thrusts just a little, knowing that a slower speed near orgasm would result in a longer, better feeling orgasm, ejaculating more cum into him which would slightly increase my chances of infecting him. I had had mixed feelings about infecting my long time friend with such a life altering virus but as we'd discussed before, it would be better if I infected him instead of some Joe Blow. I varied my speed, got close and fucked him good, and then my dick exploded in one of my all-time best-feeling orgasms. I enjoyed the knowledge that my mighty meat was pumping spurt after spurt of HIV-laden cum into his ass, my virus-laden sperm forcing its way into his ravaged anal walls. After my initial eight or nine powerful spurts I repeatedly rammed it home to keep up that good feeling in my penis and to pump as much of my dirty virus into him as possible. I felt on top of the world conquering my friend a second and even more significant time. My hips took over thrusting my meat in him for another minute or two before i felt completely satiated. I rested on his back with my dick buried in his fat ass, feeling manly powerful like the studly mountain man who had conquered the fat asshole in the movie Deliverance. I had read the book as well as seen the movie and each time got a precum-slimey boner. Now thinking of the mountain stud having the virus and pumping it into the fat ass turned me on even more. I thrust every few seconds in Craig's ass while laying on his back and he massaged my still mostly hard dick with his ass muscles. "How's your ass?" I asked him. "Not too bad. About like the second time you fucked me. Oh, and I came," he replied. "Good. I'm going to leave it in and fuck you again when I reload," I told him. He felt a bit of pain but he agreed and I took a nap laying on his back, my dick still inside his ass. I also figured he might cum from getting fucked again. About forty five minutes later I awoke and felt my dick was still semi hard in his hole so I began taking short strokes in him while thinking of how he would suffer from the flu and my dick hardened in less than a minute. I began fucking him and enjoying how my hard stiff penis was forcing my virus from my first load into his bloodstream with each thrust in him. I had ass twice in a row before withdrawing many times as well a having someone suck me off for my second load and sometimes got the blowjob first and then fucked the guy's ass for my second piece. I sawed away in his ass and enjoyed the fuck, my first load of cum also providing additional lube but not too much, just what I needed to pleasure my penis and still further abrade his inner rectal tissues. It took about five minutes longer than my first fuck to nut in him. It was a great fuck with my dick feeling just as good pumping my second load up his ass as it had with my first. Again I brutally thrust and slammed it home while enjoying how great I felt pumping more virus up his ass and into his body. I also corkscrewed my hips and pinned him with my prick. Spent, I lay on his back and asked him if he had cum again. He said he hadn't but it felt good even with the pain from being fucked brutally. My dick, lodged in his hot ass, was in seventh heaven, and I found it quite comfortable to rest on his back, somewhat similar to laying on my good air mattress, so I remained in that position, on Craig's back, for another hour before my dick completely deflated and came out of his ass. I dismounted and lay beside him. He got up and sucked my dick clean, doing a thorough job in swallowing all his and my fluids. Then he lovingly kissed both my cock and each of my balls. Over the next several days I fucked him daily, and occasionally I let him blow me. Sure enough, right on time Craig came down with the fuck flu. Of course I honored my promise to care for him until he recovered, checking in on him before and after work. I showed him my hard dick a few times but he wasn't bitter. He knew the consequences of letting a man infect him and reasoned that it was better I had converted him than an otherwise unknown guy. In addition, we both knew how much I enjoyed injecting my diseased cum up his ass. He started feeling better after nearly another month and returned to work. He slowly built his strength back up and diligently took his drug cocktail just as I had been doing. He began losing weight, maybe a pound a month. He had lamented his decade-long weight gain and I had told him that catching the AIDS would result in weight loss. Craig and I fucked a poz guy or let one suck us off once in a while but Craig was still my main piece of ass and I was his stud. We continued our sex as we had before the pozzing. We also discussed various punks and assholes we could enjoy pozzing. Craig was curious about how good pozzing an asshole would feel compared to fucking someone of the same status. He did enjoy better orgasms when he broke ass cherries, feeling his manly power when the virgin hole suffered from the pain he put to him with his small but mighty prick, much the way I had felt when I broke his HIV cherry.

Moroccan dad made up some excuse to his wife and came over again. Gave me two loads but his dick is a bit too wide for me. Ended up bleeding a bit but it wasn't too bad Kept his loads inside me for as long as I could.

I gave my last few loads inside my cousins pussy.

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Got my hole creamed tonight by one of my favorite tops: a sexy older mix/black guy with a 10.5 inch BBC )))

When I was in high school, I envied the girls who were known as sluts, including one girl who took 5 or 6 guys at one time. I surpassed her a LONG time ago.

I was on A4A today, chatting with this bottom guy, and he mentioned how much he wanted to fuck while at work. That made me flash back to some good times when I was a wee little cumdump. Didn't even know I was one at the time. I was about 18. Working is a fast food steak and hoagie (sandwich) shop. My uncle had been cornholeing me for a little while now so I knew what I really wanted, but didn't have much guidance.. Until one day, I went to the back of the store, looking for what, I don't remember, but what I found was priceless. My boss and his friend were back there, just talking and when I entered, they stopped and just looked at me and that look, I will never forget.. It was pure lust, but in a sick sort of way.. My boss was about 6'3 at the time, but had a massive beer gut. Turned me on big time. He friend was much smaller. About 5'9, but very thick built. Both black. My boss, light skin, his friend, dark.. I had just gotten braces and was still getting adjusted when my bosses friend, "joking" around asked me how wide I could open my mouth, now that I had the braces? Not catching on right away, I just showed him, by opening real wide. Hey, I was young. I remember they were very excited about how wide I could open it. As I flash back, my boss and his friend were slowly luring me into the darker part of the room.. By the time his friend slide his hand down the back of my pants and rubbed my ass hole, I was in the corner, trapped, but blocked by both, who were keeping watch.. Again, my uncle had been fucking me for at least 3 year now, so while it was no surprise to me, it was a great shock when my bosses friend's finger slide right into my wet hole.. All the way in.. Of course, I moaned.. They both just looked at me.. Being a slut and understanding the situation a little better.. I was young, but learning fast.. I had to confess, just enough.. Told them both I just been fucked. They wanted to know by who, but I just would not let them know. Really, they didn't care. Mind you, my bosses friend was still fingering my hole all this time and it felt so good. The place where I worked has an apartment upstairs the boss used to often sleep in. Nice place. Full 2 bedroom apartment. They talked me into meeting them the upstairs apartment, but were smart about it. There was an alley next to the door leading to the apartment. They would leave the door unlocked and wanted me to sneak in, coming down the alley, so no one would see. Was easy for me. Worked like a charm.. As soon as I got to the first level, where one bedroom was, my bosses friend pulled me in and told me to just strip. I didn't hear him at first because he was naked and had a great body, but his dick was massive and i've only ever been fucked by my uncle. Yes, it was often, but my uncle was only about 6 inches and was pretty thin, so after a while, sliding in for him was nothing. This monster in front of me, had me slowly backing out the room.. He grabbed my arm and pulled me in and started to remove my clothes and pushed me down on my knees. I sucked as much as I could. It was fully hard, 8 inches, but about 6 -7 inches thick. Massive.. And again, Im 18. want to say I was about 5'9, maybe 170. Nice body.. I knew its was going to hurt, but this part of me just let them use me. When he was ready, he lifted me up, laid me face down on the bed, pulled my ass into the proper height for him, and put a lot of jell (lube) on my hole as his dick.. He stepped up to me, then froze for a few seconds, then told me to just lay flat.. Of course, I followed directions. He climbed on top of me and once he dick head touched my hole, he screamed.. He pushed my head into the pillow to muffle the scream.. He was very slow as I was still tight and his dick was massive, but he slowly worked that massive fucker up my hole.. I wasn't really crying, but it hurt like hell so the tears were flowing, but I never let up. I let this man, friend of the family, fuck my 18 year old butthole and he fucked me good and hard.. all while I screamed and moaned and teared into the pillow.. When he came in me, it literally felt like an explosion up my hole and he just froze and pumped it into me.. He pulled out and for some reason, I just jumped on my knees and sucked his dick clean.. That's when I looked at the door to see my boss standing there, dick out and rock hard. Now, I have to say, for his size his dick was pretty small.. Not really tiny, but for his size, I was expecting much bigger.. Didn't matter.. He walked in, grabbed me by my arm and pulled me into living room area, threw me head first into the sofa, with my ass up in the air, slammed in my sore, wet hole and fucked me pretty senseless for about 5 straight minutes. It's weird, as I flash back, there wasn't much talk with these guys.. except when my boss came deep in my hole.. "DAMN, that's a nice hole, boy.." Hearing that, I came instantly.. They threw me my clothes, told me to get dressed and sneak back out.... That was just the first visit to that upstairs apartment..

I've taken raw cock before, but have never been bred. I'm bi, but a total bottom slut when I'm with men. Now I want to focus on men a lot more and start taking cum up my ass. My ultimate fantasy is to be the bottom in a good size breeding gangbang or sitting in the sling during a Cumunion party. How often do you other raw bottoms get sti's while being a piggy slut? I want my cake and eat it too, but I would like to know some realistic numbers...how often do you all pick up a bug? Thanks for the info...I'll start telling you guys about my adventures soon. Can't wait for my first cum deposit(s)!

Actually it is just as hot to me taking loads on PreP. It lets me be the slut I need to be. The difference is, now that ive gotten hooked on being a cumdump, if something happens that I cant get the PreP, I think I'd positive pretty quickly.

Will be back in Austin this Monday the 6th. Still looking for toxic men who love to swap strains. the more toxic the better. The ultimate is blood slamming with a full blown AIDS man. Let me know if any of you nasty pigs up there fit the bill. Hopefully be seeing you.

I should have listened to my friends when they said that an English degree wouldn't be worth the paper it was printed on. Instead, I spent 4 years studying Medieval Romance Literature and wound up walking out of the ivy walled buildings of my university and straight into unemployment. After spending 8 months pounding the pavement, constantly downgrading the level of position I was willing to accept, I finally accepted a job teaching English to foreign students. They come here to Canada for the immersive experience of learning the language, being forced to use it outside of the classroom in their every day dealings with the outside world. Some of them are students taking courses at university, but some of them only take the English language course and spend the rest of their time as tourists. It's not a great job, but it pays the bills and allows me a little extra money left over from time to time for a treat for myself. When I have a couple hundred dollars saved up, I'll go and cruise down to "Tranny Alley," the street where the transsexual prostitutes work. It was the start of the month and I was flush with cash, having just been paid. After paying my rent, I went out with some friends to a pub for a night out. It was a good night, but once last call came around I felt in my pocket. I still had $180 and was feeling a little randy. So after saying goodbye to my friends, instead of walking towards my house, I walked from the pub we were at towards Tranny Alley. I was walking east along the street approaching the area where the girls usually work. I looked at my watch. It was almost 2:30 am, and I was starting to think that this wasn't a great idea, seeing as I had a 9:00 am class the next morning. As I walked along, still about 30 feet away from the block where the girls usually were, I saw her cross the street from the North to the South side of the street. From a distance she looked very nice, with a slim figure. As I continued walking along, she was walking in front of me at a slower pace, which provided me both the opportunity to catch up to her and to check out her ass as she walked. When I had closed the gap to about 20 feet, she turned and faced the street. I continued to walk towards her, and got a better look at her. She was white with black hair. She was wearing a pair of heels, a short electric blue mini skirt and a black top that exposed most of her mid-riff and the space between her breasts. On her hands she had lacey, black gloves. She appeared to start to turn and walk away from me, but then saw me, and instead turned to face me. I approached her, and started to get close. I could see her smiling, and I am a sucker for a pretty smile. I was hooked. She was still some distance from me, but as I approached I could see the look on her face change. Her smile disappeared, and she turned to walk away. This sometimes happens to me, I think mainly because I am a potential client without a car. But the fact that she had been looking at me and making eye contact with me prior to me getting close made me think it might be something else. "Hey," I called out, "wait a moment, please." She stopped and looked down. I approached her and walked around to face her. She was still looking down, so I couldn't quite see the face, but I did look at her body. She obviously had fake boobs and her black hair was a wig, but her flat exposed stomach had me hooked. "Hello there," I said. "Aren't you going to look at me?" She looked up, and I saw her very feminine face, and had obviously done a lot of work on making sure her makeup and hair was just right. I looked into her eyes, and saw that she had an expression of trepidation or fear. It took me a moment to figure out why. Beneath the makeup, I recognized that she was one of my students, a Venezuelan named Carlos. Carlos, in his early twenties, was short and slight, about 5 foot 7 and maybe 120 pounds. In class, I had always thought he didn't seem very masculine, but I had no idea that he could look so feminine. I had no idea the transformation that Carlos to make. I wasn't sure what to do next, and neither, it appeared, was the woman in front of me. Should I walk away? Should I tell Carlos I know who he is? Should I proceed like I have no idea? I was trying to figure out how to decide my next move as we both stood there in silence, when I felt my cock rising in my pants. It was apparent what my cock wanted to do, and that was to get to know this beautiful Latina woman in front of me. "You are a very pretty woman," I said, figuring a compliment might help ease the tension. "I am a lucky man to have met up with you tonight. Can I ask your name?" "My name is Carmen," she said, still looking unsure of the situation. "Hello Carmen, my name is Daniel. How are you doing tonight?" Carmen shifted her feet warily, and replied, "I am fine. It is a nice night to be outside. The weather is perfect, not too hot, not too cold." It was a weird conversation to be having with a transvestite prostitute at 2:30 in the morning, but I still think neither of us were sure of the protocol. "Your English is very good. You must have an excellent teacher," I said, winking. This seemed to cut the tension completely, and Carmen laughed. "I do have a good teacher, and he is very cute too," she replied. I put my arm around her waist and rested it against her bare back. I pulled her closer to me, so we could talk in whispers. I whispered to her, "So, Carmen, you know why I am walking down this street tonight, right?" She nodded, and I continued, "and I think I know why you are out here standing on this street tonight. I was hoping that perhaps we could spend some time together." Carmen looked up at me and smiled. "What do you want to do?" she asked. "I want to fuck you," I said. "Usually I charge $100 for that," she said, "but I would be willing to charge less for some private English lessons." "I can do that. What were you thinking the 'discount' would be?" I asked. She looked at me confused, apparently my turn of phrase not familiar to her. She could use some more work on her English, apparently. "I mean to say, how much do you want to be paid tonight?" "How many English lessons can you give me?" she asked. "As many as you want, as long as you are dressed as pretty as this," I said, looking up and down her tight body. "Then we will fuck tonight for free, and tomorrow you will teach me more English," she said, and took my hand. She led me down the driveway between two buildings, and we walked hand-in-hand along a driveway entrance to a condo, and then onto a dark path between the buildings. As we walked, I looked her over again. Her skirt had an elastic waist, and she had pulled it down so the top of her butt cheeks and her crack was showing. I love asses, and so already I was getting hard. We approached a dark area with some trees and a small brick hut, probably a utility shack or emergency exit from the underground garage. She pulled me into the dark area, turned to face the brick wall, and pulled her skirt down to expose her beautiful small ass. She kept her skirt pulled up in the front, hiding her penis. I undid my shirt and pants, and pulled my pants and underwear down. Carmen grabbed my cock, and guided it right to her asshole without me donning a condom or her applying any lube. I pushed inside her. It was tight at first, and my cock wasn't completely hard so it took a few thrusts, but soon I was rock hard and deep inside her ass. I pumped in her, as she was spread-eagle against the brick wall. I reached down and pushed her skirt lower in the front so I could feel her cock and balls. They were soft, but as I played with them they started to grow a little. "I want to kiss you," I said. With that, she flung her head around and pressed her mouth against mine, opening wide and shoving her tongue in my mouth. I continued to press deep inside her as our tongue wrestled with each other. I had to shift around a few times to try and get a decent position to really get inside her. We fucked for a couple of minutes, but I wasn't sure I could cum. I pulled out, and she asked if I came. "No, suck me," I said, stroking my cock. "No baby, you said you wanted to fuck me. Fuck me." I wasn't sure if she didn't want to do ass-to-mouth or she just wanted to get fucked, but I decided I would do what she wanted. I got ready to go into her again, but before I did she spit on her hand, and then lubed up her ass with the spit. I slid into her easily this time, and with the lube from her spit, I was able to really get some good pumping action going. "Come for me. Come for me," she repeated as she gripped the wall in front of her. I pumped furiously and soon was about to come. "I'm going to come," I said, giving her fair warning in case she wanted me to pull out. She made no move for me to stop, so I continued and shot my load up into her. I pulled out, and other than some slickness from the spit and my come, my cock was clean. She pulled back up her skirt, and I did up my pants and shirt. I pulled her close to me and kissed her. We quickly went our separate ways. She wanted to work a little more, and I had to get home to get some sleep. Carlos didn't have a class in the morning, but did have an afternoon class. After class, he approached the front of the room after all the other students had left. Carlos lives with a few other students in a shared house, so we arranged to meet at my place at 6 o'clock. When Carmen appeared at my door that evening, any thoughts of teaching English fled both our heads, and we were soon naked on my bed. If this is how all our sessions go, I'm not sure Carlos will ever get any better at English. But with Carmen naked by my side, I couldn't be happier. You can read more of my stories here: http://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=872373&page=submissions

Went to the bathhouse around the end of the workday. Wasn't that busy but I parked myself in the sling in the dark room anyway. One old fat guy bred me then two younger tweakers bred me after that. Just 3 pretty standard pump and dumps pretty much in a row.

fuckin hot as hell dude... sick twisted poz perv here.. sorry I missed ya when u were in town... hit me up!

Fuck! I wish that job was still available and open to a 58 year old ! ( It did come with benefits beyond cock, right??LOL) I am so ready to retire from my job and toss my ass to cock work-- and I do love hoagies ....

I've been on since April 2013. Since that time I've taken about 60 loads and been fucked by substantially more guys than that. Much of the fucking has been anonymous - at sex parties, bathhouses, etc. Sometimes I don't even see the guy - some guy will just start fucking me when I'm sucking some other guy, or I'm ass up and don't look back, or I'm blindfolded, etc. Needless to say I'm not asking their status. I've also fucked at least that many guys during that time, but that's much lower risk. 

I should add that I was getting fucked and going to sex parties and taking anonymous loads before going on PrEP. A year or so before I started PrEP I had sorta decided to "let it happen" (but it didn't happen). Prior to PrEP I took 43 loads in my ass. There wasn't quite as much anonymous sex before I went on PrEP. When I started taking loads I initially looked for undetectable tops - but clearly there was a risk. I didn't really start getting into taking anonymous dicks and loads until a few months before I started PrEP - I did a little here and there, but nothing regular. Oh, and I got the DNA test and I'm neither immune nor resistant. 

I haven't had as much sex as I would have liked this year - I'm only on track for 55 loads by the end of the year. I really wish I could get to 100, but don't see that happening. But maybe I can bump it up to 75 or so. Then next year bump it up yet again. And yeah, I'm still testing neg - the PrEP regimen makes you get tested every 3 months. AFAIK it would take an unmedicated top with a strain that's Truvada resistant to infect me. Given that I was just going to let it happen before I started PrEP I'm fine with becoming poz. There's no fear or anything. It's just I finally came to a point where my sex life was more important than staying neg. PrEP lets me do both. In a way I get to bug chase indefinitely – it's sorta fun. Just wish more poz tops were into "poz talk"

fucking bi and gays they need to get pozzed

Based on the last few weeks, at times, you may feel like something is physically 'wrong' with you. That feeling gets strong especially before and after an appointment (with lots of questions on your mind). For a week, I had this overwhelming thought that "I have a disease". It kept me up at night. But eventually, you will realize that you're surrounded with proper medical care, and HIV in 2014 is no longer what it was a decade ago (or even 2012 for that matter). My other advice is to get knowledgeable on HIV, but don't get lost in a sea of information either. I read somewhere in this forum that you should stick to the most recent documentation (discard anything written before 2012) - and I think they're right. There is a lot of outdated info on the internet. If you need to find out more, stick to "current", or ask your health professionals directly. Ultimately, your doctor is the one you should trust most, especially if he's good. Finally, if I could offer another piece of advice: don't think too ahead of yourself, like I did (for example, prematurely worrying about relationships, disclosure, perception, family news, etc). All of this is toxic for now. You just focus on yourself first -your health, your appointments. Realize that, right here right now, nothing has changed yet. And tomorrow, you'll still be fine.

I could see it in Sean’s eyes that he was enjoying his first fuck and it didn't take long until I was really giving him a pounding he was beginning for when I couldn't hold back any longer and blew my poz seed inside his neg cunt. After I deposited my load I had Sean nursing on my cock while I began to go through my phone texting my party buds. I let them know that I was available to party purposely omitting any information about Sean as to surprise them when we finally connected. I heard back from a couple of my buds letting me know where the party was located. I rubbed Sean’s head letting him know that we were going out and that he should throw on some shorts and a t-shirt. He grabbed a pair of mesh basket ball shorts and a wife beater. I stopped him as he went to grab some underwear letting him know he wouldn't be needing them. We climbed into my car. As I drove off I grabbed him by the neck and pushed his hed into my lap as he began to lick my semi-hard cock through my jeans. We pulled up to a modest house a few miles away and I led Sean inside where we found one of our bottoms in the sling getting used hard. I recognized him as a 20 year old we had recently pozzed a few weeks ago. I figured he’d have a high viral load by this point good enough to help poz my Sean. I introduced Sean to my 5 buds there and suggested that we get him in the sling. The bottom boy was a little disappointed until we told him that he’d get to chance to fuck my boy. Someone produced some Caverject for our bottom boy as Sean got comfortable in the sling. I fixed him a good slam that would have him so fucked up he’d have little clue as to the time he would be spending in the sling. Our bottom boy turned top couldn't wait to fuck my boy and got between Sean’s legs as I began to administer Sean’s slam. I barely finished as he began to fuck my boy with his 7” piece of meat. I imagined he becoming friends with my boy and (between the two of them) pozzing a number of neg twinks. While Sean was getting his neg ass fucked full of very toxic cum I let my buddies know what had happened that afternoon that had me fucking my own son. I could see their cocks stiffen as I told them about his excellent blow job and his first slam. Everyone gathered around Sean as he received a good fucking and a toxic load from our bottom turned top. After he finished up another bud took his place while Sean was fed cock. One by one each of my buds (along with myself) seeded Sean’s hole to the point he had cum leaking out onto the floor. As the sun peaked through the windows our bottom boy who first seeded Sean when we arrived began to eat the dripping cum from my boy’s hole. Once he had enough cum in his mouth he approached Sean’s head and spit the cum from his mouth into Sean’s right before he kissed him. The two spoke as Sean climbed out of the sling. It was Saturday afternoon and I knew that the baths would be getting a little busy soon. Sean and his new friend exchanged numbers as they dressed and we were off to the baths.

I couldn't resist his hot mouth as he worked my cock with an expertise that had me blowing my load down his throat in no time. After he cleaned my cock off I looked down at him and let him know that we needed to talk. After my son had finished sucking a load out of my cock he disappeared into the bedroom as I finished drying off. I walked naked into the bedroom to find him lighting up my Tina pipe as I slowly walked across the room to join him on the bed. He took a couple big hits and handed the pipe to me. I followed his lead and took a could hits of my own. I asked him how long he knew. The question had a double meaning, one was about his own sexuality and the second was about his knowledge of mine. He answered both meaning by telling me he knew about my being gay from his mother’s conversations with her friends. Sean knew about his being gay since he was 13 when he was abused by one of my ex’s boyfriends who got Sean to suck his cock while his mom was at work and unavailable to take care of his needs. He went on to tell me that he found my pipe and stash when he was snooping around the apartment one afternoon and knew that we’d get along just fine. He also told me that he wanted me to take his cherry and breed him. I cautiously told him he may not want that from me only to be told as he took another hit from the pipe that he knew exactly what he was asking me. I looked into his eyes and knew he knew what he was asking. As I kissed him he wrapped his arms around me as he lay back and allowed me to climb on top of his slim frame. It didn't take me long to respond as my cock began to harden again. As we kissed he looked me in the eyes and almost pleaded me to seed him but not before he pulled out a couple points from under a pillow as he asked me to slam him up and use him all weekend. I didn't ask him anything more. As I prepped a point for him (and one for me) I explained how to prepare a point. I then asked him if he’d like to meet some of my friends. He shook his head yes and asked if I might take him to the local baths as well that weekend. A smile came to his face as I had his point in hand. I fixed the tourniquet on his arm and looked for a good vein. Sean watched as I explained to him how to administer. I stuck the point in his arm and drew back to register a flash of blood to make sure I was in the vein. I then emptied the contents into his arm and pulled the tourniquet from his arm and watched his reaction. Sean coughed out hard as the slam hit him hard. I prepped a good strong one for his fist slam. Sean began to suck me hardening cock as I applied the tourniquet to my arm. He had my hard 8” down his throat as I registered the flash and emptied the slam into my own arm. I pulled the tourniquet and coughed out as Sean was eagerly swallowing my cock. I flipped us around so Sean could continue sucking my cock while I began to rim his eager ass. He couldn't keep my cock in his mouth as he began to uncontrollably moan. I continued to lick his sweet tasting ass as he moaned and began to beg for me to fuck him. I wasn't one to disappoint my boy and flipped him on his back as I placed his calves on my shoulders. I placed my semi-slick cock with his semi-wet hole and began to push my way inside as I kissed Sean. As our kiss broke Sean looked up at my with a slight look of anguish and pain in his eyes. I continued to work my cock into his hole letting him know that that was all the lube he was going to get as I set to fuck away his cherry. As I began to bottom out balls deep inside my boy’s hole I grabbed the pipe and light the torch. I let Sean know that we were going to shotgun this hit and he was eager to try. I began to draw back a very big hit of Tina and then sealed my mouth over my boy’s as I exhaled the smoke into his lungs which Sean returned the smoke to my own lungs. The exchange went back and forth several times until we both were in need of oxygen. After a good shotgun Sean seemed to be more at ease as I began to fuck at his tight hole. I fucked away at Sean’s hole I could tell I was tearing him up a little bit, not too much, but just enough to be sure his hole would be more accepting to my poz seed. I could see it in Sean’s eyes that he was enjoying his first fuck and it didn't take long until I was really giving him a pounding he was beginning for when I couldn't’t hold back any longer and blew my poz seed inside his neg cunt.

Going to the park wasn't a conscious choice. i was pulled there by need. It was like my body wanted to slut out more and sought for further infection. I walked passed the park restaurant and through the tunnel. This park always feels scary. it has that New York City vibe where you never feel safe and anything can happen to you. But that fear is a ferocious driving force to explore and to to have sex that shocks me. I walked through the regular path. It was dark and the lamps are out around here making it easy to become a cruising spot. the little light that is around is from a distant lamp that messes with your night vision making any incoming person seem like just a silhouette until their too close to avoid. I saw a few guys around, all of them older latino or black. This dominican older guy saw me and tried talking to me in spanish. I speak spanish but i always fake like i dont in these scenarios. He wanted to suck my cock so i pulled it out and he instantly went down on me. His mouth was awesome. he was a great cock sucker and i just leaned back against the tree taking hits of my poppers as he sucked me good and wet and slow. Guys kept passing by and watching me get my cock sucked by this older man. He was going to town really throating it. I was hard as a rock and face fucked him making him gag and wretch, his neck veins bulging. This thug guy was watching us jerking off. He had been lingering for a while saying nothing, not indicating he wanted the any sort of physical interaction just to watch. he was tall and black with baggy jeans and a long hard black dick. Having come to the park to take loads I pulled the older dominican guy off my cock with some resistance from him. He looked sad to be told to stp, but i wanted to suck cock, i wanted to take a raw load from this thug man. I walked over to him and dropped to my knees and started sucking. He didnt say a word just moved his hand to give me access. His cock was poking out the fly of his jeans and he had his earphones in listening to JZ. he closed his eyes and just enjoyed the long throat massage I was giving him. here i was on my knees in the middle of a NYC park sucking a strange thug cock with my pants down ass exposed to anyone who was walking by. I fucking loved it. i felt so slutty so open and free. I hit the poppers and kept sucking him like a faggot using my mouth to please this man who didnt even acknowledge me as a person, he never looked in my eyes. I could feel the older dominican man watching me staring as i sucked this cock. I heard someone walk by me but never looked. the guy saw a young white boy sucking on a random black cock. I wanted to feel him in my ass so i stood up and guided his cock to my hole. He thrust in me in one fell swoop and i was instantly in pain. I fucked myself onto him hard, roughing my own hole up trying to get him in as deep as he would go. I felt his balls against my own they hung so low. Then i wrapped my arms around the tree and let him fuck me. He rammed me hard and deep. He just fucked and fucked hard pulling his cock almost all the way out and then slamming it back in over and over again. I just held onto that tree for dear life letting him have his way with my slutty ass. More men showed up and they all just watched me. I smiled at them ass getting fucked raw from behind arms around the tree, face getting scraped by the bark. They all watched me be a whore for raw cock taking it like a champ. Some guys came over to see from the side and then realized i was taking him bareback. this one guy was shocked and looked at me in awe and disgust. He said "but you're so young!" and i just smiled at him taking that cock. I never felt so slutty! I loved it. All those times at the gloryholes were so private so alone. this was putting it out there telling everyone that i was a public cum dump for anon loads in a NYC park and I loved it. It was the lowest i've ever gone in terms of feeling like a diseased bitch. I loved the feeling of being owned by anyone openly. I wanted this to be my life forever. Then i felt him shudder and i knew he was cumming in my ass. I fucked myself against him and took every drop of that load adding his spunk with the wasted poz latino daddy i just took bouncing my hole against him milking it dry. He slid off me and I turned around and showed my audience my dripping hole. One guy stuck his finger in me hard and pushed it in deep and rough. He finger fucked me for a bit until another slid in me raw. His cock was thick and not insanely long at all maybe 6.5 inches but it stretched me out goos and he hurt me already throbbing boy hole. He leaned in and started calling me names "You fucking sick faggot. Take that nasty cock boy, you're just a faggot hole showing off that beautiful cunt letting these guys know you're just a cumdump." "Yeeeessss" i said has he fucked me. He stick his fingers in my hole with his cock and still inside and stretched me more. He shoved them in my mouth and slapped my ass. there must have been 6 or 7 guys watching me take this guy raw, hearing what he was calling me and stroking their cocks. "Here i cum boy another load for this sloppy faggot hole" "Yes fill me man, shoot that load in my ass man. You poz man??" I asked eagerly wanting to hear him say it. "Yeah boy take that fucking sick load, take my disease man, im fucking killing you with this AIDS man!" he said loud enough for my onlookers to see. And I smiled at them saying "yes man give it to me fuck that death seed into my ass." I kept pumping until he was done and when he pulled out i got on my knees and sucked him clean. "Fucking faggot!" he said and he slapped my face hard and spit on me. I bent over with his load dripping from my cunt and fingered my it deeper into my hole. I left his spit on my stinging face while the men watched this sick slut. When i realized there were no new takers I pulled up my sweats and went home. I slept letting the random loads ooze from my hole. I felt so proud of myself. I have definitely become a poz load taking whore. And I cant stop. I know this will end me one day but I love it too much to stop.

When I woke up the next morning I was still sore and my hole was still gaping slightly. I kept imagining the cum that ejected from my ass and I was craving more. I went on adam4adam and found a guy in my neighborhood. He’s older, late 50’s, latino with a guy and ugly face, but hung like a mule. His cock is Huge, veiny and uncut with a swollen head that glistens when its covered in my spit. I was quick in the emails. “Wanna fuck and load me?” I said “Hell yeah.” He said. “I can be over in ten minutes, I have your address from our last chat.” I left my apartment with nothing but my keys, phone and a bottle of poppers. He answered the door wearing just a tshirt to cover his gut. But that monster cock was swinging in between those older man skinny veiny legs and I wanted it now. I got on my knees taking my clothes off as my mouth found his cock. I sucked like a desperate faggot. I wanted to taste this man entirely to look up into his ugly mug and have him watch me suck him like a slut in heat. He guided me in front of the floor length mirror and I was mesmerized by what I saw: I was fully naked now. His hairy large fingers gripping the back of my head by my hair. My young gym toned body ass plump from running so much. My pale freckled skin and this ugly older man gagging me with his poz fuck stick. I felt cheap and nasty, like a used up poz cumslut. I thought to my self, damn when did this happen to me, when did I become this faggot hole? He forced his 9inches down my throat and I felt his guy hit my forhead when he rammed it in my straining throat. I would gag and he would feed me the poppers. I loved watching myself. I kept thinking of my parents, they would see me in disgust. Their little boy had become a fucked up little whore and he loves it. He pulled me off him and then told me to get on the bed. But I wanted him to watch me get fucked by him. I wanted to give this old guy a show of my hole and his cock. So I told him to lie down and I squatted my ass over him but not facing him. I wanted him to get a great view from behind of his hard raw poz old man cock sliding into my young boy hole. He was definitely more than twice my age, he was older than my parents for sure. I fucked myself onto his bare cock feeling my wet cunt slurp his cock. I felt my hole sucking on that cock. My ass lips protruding out and gripping is rod, sliding over ever vein and ripple of that diseased tool. I looked in the mirror again and saw myself at 25, riding a raw strangers cock that I knew was poz. My gym lean body looked more muscular that night in the dark lighting impaled on that cock. I watched as I slammed myself onto him hitting against his guy and loving it. I love getting fucked by nasty old poz men with crux belly and that wasted face look, this guy was perfect for then and I wanted more of him. Unfortunately he didn’t last long but I worked my ass up on his cock and milked out that load. Jerking my own cock until I came. I quickly got dressed and left. I realized his apartment was real close to ft tryon park and thought “fuck it, might as well cruise for more.” And I made my was to the area of the dog run in search of more disease…

Went to an orgy party with a top buddy of mine a while back in Orlando. Got there, stripped off and realized it was all safe party..grrr. Decided to go with the flow and jumped in. By 2am, party broke up and about 15 guys remained. Little did I know, my buddy had invited me along to be the designated cum hole for the after party. Was repeatedly fucked/bred by all and took between 22-25 loads.

Visiting family in Chicago and needed to take a break.... Headed to Steamworks tonight and in 2 hours had 11 loads in me and finished up in a hot as hell asian daddy. Only problem is I want more! ;-)

11 loads at Rawhide and The Phoenix/Eagle in New Orleans - a guy I met whored my hole in the back rooms/upstairs.

So one night Omar was out of town and Dante hit me up and wanted to party. Of course since Dante is only 18 and has no job so I had to buy them for us. But we also didn't know anyone. Omar kept his conection to himself so Dante won't go too crazy with drugs. Dante and I went online to chat with people and see if we could find any possible connection. Finally I was chatting with this cute Domican kid and we started to talk about partying and stuff. He told me that he's got a good connection and the stuff is really good. So Dante and I wanted to go meet him. He told me that his dealer wont' like meeting too many people so told me to come by myself. I told him I would but I really didn't want to go alone. It was all the way up on 207th Street pretty much all Domincan and Black neighborhood so I will stand out so much especially at the late hour. And I will be carrying lots of money on me... So Dante came with me to the neighborhood and waited for me around the corner from where I was meeting the boy. I was looking for the cute latino boy I was chatting online with but all of sudden this tall slim black guy stopped in front of me and told me that he's latino boy's friend and to follow him. I walked behind him as I looked back to the corner where Dante was standing. Dante didn't see us leaving until we were half a block down so he was walking fast to keep up with us. When we got to a smalll house, the black man turned around and told me to go in first. I walked in to the house and it looked like no one really lived there. It was dark and empty. The black man pushed me in and closed the door quickly behind us. I tripped over the door when he pushed me and felll on my knees. He pushed me down and started to smack my face and told me that he knew that I had someone else with me and he's angry that I didn't listen to his instruction. I told him that I was sorry and he said that I have to pay the price for disobeying him. He kept on smacking me around and talking shit to me as he pulled my clothes off one by one till I was completely naked on the floor. Then I realized that he must have been taking his clothes off too cuz I felt his big hard cock resting on my body. Then I heard someone's foot step and looked up and saw the cute Domican boy with a video cam in his hand... He was filming the whole thing. He got closer to us until he was right in front of me and told me to take the smoke as the black guy behind me fed me glass pipe with lots of stuff in it. I inhaled and had to hold it until I got his cock deep down my throat and let it out while I looked up into him. After few times of this, Dominican cock was big and hard as the black man's. While I was sucking on the cock, the black man worked hard on my ass. I think he gave me more drugs cuz it was burning at one point then it got a bit numb. They both held my body in place as they looked at each other and slammed into me at the same time. My whole body felt like I was going to be folded into half as they fucked me like that for a long time. Normally it would have been really painful to get fucked so hard by two big cocks but I think they gave me some tranquilizer cuz I was not in pain at all. Even when they kicked me really hard and knocked the air out of me, I didn't feel much pain. Rather I was loving being used by thse two sexy tops that I begged them for more and thanked them whenever they slapped or punched me. After a while, I heard my phone ringing. It must have been Dante but I wasn't able to get it. He kept on calling so finally the black guy went over and picked up my phone and saw Dante's ID pic on my phone which was his black cock half way out of my ass after he bred me. The black man laughed and asked me if this was the guy that I came with. I said yes. Then the black man asked me if he fucked me. I told him all about our little parties and the black man told me that I must have been loving the whole thing whilte they wre fucking and using my body since that's what I am into. I told him yes I do love to worship and service your cocks. He then told me to call up Dante and when he picked up, took the phone from me. They talked while the Dominican boy decided to put me on a sling and fuck me. With the clinking noise from the chain, I couldn't hear anything else but soon I found Dante naked and hard joining us as we were fucking on the sling. Anyway these two guys fucked me and taped the whole thing. And in the end, I had to empty my pocket of all the cash and left with a little bag of Tina. But both Dante and I had so much while we were there that we didn't want it any more. It was a bit of odd but interesting night that also turned my attention to Dominican tops as welll as black tops. =)

Thanks for the positive responses, I think sometimes my kinky desitres shock some, but as you say it falls within parameters of a pig and I should not worry what others think...just let go and have fun..oink.

It's a common submissive bottom fantasy ( which I share ).