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With a big nod to Scottyrim’s story “Steamroom.” ____________________________________________________ When I entered the steam room, the hot moist air billowed around me and then settled down again as I eased the door shut behind me. I looked around me and saw two young guys were sitting on the right side platform and they were jerking each other. On the left side, two guys were sitting towards the back. The two young guys were rather well built,but the the two on the left looked a bit gaunt and wasted. I knew what that meant, although I had to admit that they still looked kind of handsome. I sat near the two guys on the right and attempted to join in their play but they made it plain that my participation was unwelcome, so I sat quietly for a while, enjoying the stress-relieving heat. As I looked around the room, my eyes kept returning to the two guys in the opposite corner. Each time I looked, their eyes were gazing at me steadily. Neither hostile, nor friendly, they just seemed kind of curious as they looked back at me. I smiled nervously and this got their smiles in return. One of them, he was the shorter of the two at about 5’10”, got up and came over to where I was sitting on the wooden platform. He had a very nice cock, somewhat swollen from all the heat. It waggled temptingly back and forth as he crossed the room, making it impossible not to stare at it. “See anything you like?” he asked. I was too tongue-tied to respond. “I do,” he continued, and with that he reached out, put his hands on my bare shoulders and pushed me flat onto my back. My legs were still hanging over the edge, bent at the knees, so that my toes were just brushing the floor. Then he leaned over and started gently manipulating my cock. I was getting charged up and it felt amazingly good. I didn’t know what to think. My mind was racing. This guy was pushing all the right buttons but he was clearly in the grip of the virus. I knew that what we were doing was safe but it somehow seemed to be going awfully fast. I knew we should stop at some point but I could not clearly figure out what that point was going to be. All I knew was that I was getting hotter and hotter and it wasn’t the steam. He kept stroking, squeezing and tugging my dick, rolling it in his hand and gently pinching the head. My eyes closed, and my head began rolling around with my mouth agape. The massage stopped and I felt a hand gently grip my chin. I opened eyes and looked up as he turned my head towards him. I saw that he had moved up along my body, walked around the end of the platform and was now right next to my head. “You like that, don’t you?” With that he leaned over me and his cock swung forward and hovered over my still open mouth. He gazed at me calmly and said, “There’s something you can do for me!” I shook slightly as a thrill or shiver ran through my body. “Relax! Everything’s gonna be okay.” With that, he smiled and lowered his cock into my open mouth. I moaned in surprise and fear as well as sheer lust. He repeated, “It’s gonna be okay.” Now, I’m a born cocksucker so my mouth knew what to do. I suckled on the head, then moved up and down his growing shaft. I felt his hand return to fondling my dick, but when I twisted my neck to look down there I was shocked to see that his friend had taken over that task. I hadn’t even heard him get up and join us. He nudged his way between my knees. When he suddenly widened his stance my legs were spread apart. His cock was fully erect, not too thick, but about eight inches in length. At this moment I knew I was in great danger. Here I was with two men clearly infected by the bug. One was see-sawing his cock in and out of my mouth, and the other was standing between my legs, his hard cock already starting to drip toxic pre-cum. The two young guys opposite had ceased their play and were silently staring at the unfolding scene with a mixture of wonder and horror. They could see that I was in trouble. With the stranger’s dick in my mouth I couldn’t do much more than utter moans which could have meant anything. I gazed at them with mute appeal. Could they possibly save me from this situation? With relief I saw that one of them jumped up and hurriedly left the steam room. Help would be here soon, I thought, until he suddenly returned alone. He had gone to retrieve his phone so that he could capture the events on video. Despite my fears, I was also consumed by sexual need. These two men had seduced me, with hardly a word being spoken, and now I was teetering on the verge of the unthinkable. I looked up. The first guy smiled reassuringly. I could tell from his unwavering expression that there was no chance of stopping them. Some part of me had already surrendered to their will. It was simply understood that I was going to bottom for them. Here and now, with the other two as witnesses. The taller of the two gaunt men began to nudge into me with his cock. “Uh-uh!” said the shorter man. “Today, I go first!” With that, he changed places with his friend. As he entered me, my toes began to flex and curl as the flash from the phone camera lit up the room.

When our company was bought by a larger company in another state they decided to close our offices and have everyone work from home. My home office has three monitors, two for work and one for my computer and I'm usually cruising a few sites to see if there's anyone looking. I always clean out in the morning then lube and plug my hole so I'm ready for anything. The other day a guy on bbrt messaged me, he had just one pic. It was his big black cut cock in his hand with cum running down his cock, over his hand and into his bush. The rest of his profile was mostly "Ask me". I knew from that one pic that I had to get a huge load from him in me. I asked him what he was into and he said he mostly likes to kick back watch some porn while someone takes their time with their head in his crotch, sometimes top an ass. I told him I live about 20 miles west of the center of town off the I-10 and he said he was on his way. When he got here I definitely was not disappointed, he was about 40, 6'4", 250 lbs but carried it really well and really nice looking, big hot beefy man just like I like them. I had some emails to take care of for work and his phone was going off from his work. I told him to get undressed and take a seat. When I'd handled the emails I got down and started working his cock with my mouth. He got hard in seconds, easily 8 thick cut inches, and was down my throat soon after that as I played with his nipples and ran my hands through his tight chest hair and pubes. He was really getting into it, grabbing my shoulders and head and pushing me down on his cock while thrusting his hips up to fuck my throat good. I could tell he was getting close, then he said the magic words, "show me your ass". I got up from the floor, took off my shorts and turned around. He started rubbing my furry ass and then fingering it. He liked that I was pre-lubed and ready for him and said he wanted to fuck me. We went into the bedroom and made out while I lubed his cock then he pushed me back onto the bed and got my legs on his shoulders. He lined his cock up with my hole and pushed his cock in in one thrust. We both could tell I really needed it because I took it like a champ and started using my legs for leverage to pull my ass onto his cock to make sure I got it all. He started out slow making me work to get him in every time then picked up the pace fucking me hard for about ten minutes pushing me back with each thrust. I was getting close and then he pulled out (the worst feeling in the world) because he wanted to get on the bed with me. Before he had a chance to climb up I was on my feet, I couldn't hold it any longer and had to cum. I shot my load on his cock for lube and said "now let's get on the bed and keep going". We got on the bed with my legs back on his shoulders and he lined cock up with my hole again. I could feel my load dripping off his cock onto my hole and then he slid right in riding my load into my ass. I had to grab him and pull him down to kiss again. My knees were up against my shoulders but I had to have more of him. The feeling of his short bush scraping my taint when he bottomed out in me was fucking amazing. After about 15 minutes of him fucking me in my cum while making out he pulled up and really started slamming his full body weight into me. I grabbed hold of his nipples and he said he was going to cum. "Fuck yeah, breed my hole". I could feel his cock pumping his huge load into me and told him not to pull out. I could feel about seven or eight blast from his cock mixing his seed with mine in my hole. He pulled out pretty quick after he was done cumming telling me he always has to pee right after he cums. I told him he didn't have to pull out for that and grinned at him. Maybe next time.

Continue of Part 1: Once safe in the car, I tried to calm him down through the space in the window- "Dude I was just sending a text while watching u walk off from that scene! You need to relax, bro- need a smoke?" I could see the wheels turning in his brain. His eyes were a warm brown and u could see the attempts of a chin strap starting to form on his face. He was torn by want and image- a true struggle for such a young man. In the end, image won out; "whatever, fag." As he walked back to where his board layed on the ground i couldn't help but admire how the sweat and sun highlit the muscles of his tapered back to his pantline. Once his board was retrieved he disapeared into the crowd and I went back to watching the young meat on display. I was watching one boy intently. Blonde hair, with a waiflike build that if not for the tattoo on his back i would have worried we was too young; but the looped tribal ink told me he was open for business. I loaded a bowl of herb i had prepared laced with Tina and was about to take a hit when there was a knock on the driver's window. I nearly jumped out of my skin but was relieved to see it was the guy with anger issues with a look of shame on his face. "Hey dude," he said through the crack in the window; "I'm sorry about earlier... If you're still offering I'd love a smoke." Outwardly and inwardly I smiled- he's mine. With my head I motioned him towards the passenger side while I took my hit. I unlocked the door and blew my smoke towards the ceiling while he climbed in. I rested the pipe on my thigh, right near my crotch as he got comfortable in the seat next to me. Out of my periphs I saw him watching the pipe in my hand. "I'm Chuck," I said as i brought the pipe up to take another hit. "Jordan," he answered as I lit the crystallized herb. "How old are ya, bro" I struggled from coughing to keep the smoke in. "20" LIAR! "I'll have to check your ID, dude, nothing personal just want to make sure you aren't a teen." He shifted in the seat to pull out a purple duct tape wallet from which he pulled an eastcoast ID. The picture was pretty dark, and it was hard to tell for sure if the kid in the picture was the same sitting next to me. I suspected a fake. Indeed first name Jordan, but the year didn't match. I again asked, "how old are you?" He sighed as he admitted to being 18, but in 2 months he would be 19. According to the ID this was true, if it was a fake he remembered the details well enough... either way, at this point I didn't much care. I handed him the pipe and watched him take that first hit of what he thought was just green. He closed his eyes an leaned his head back as the smoke started to flow into his blood. His Adam's apple stuck out like a shelf. He smoked to hand it back to me but I told him to take a few. As he sat back, relaxing and feeling the tina begin to work with the herb I asked him what was going on- who was the 'cunt' he was so pissed off over. After a couple of hits he looked at me with a tear in his eyes as he said that his girlfriend back home had gotten bored after only a week of him being away and had hooked up with two of his friends. I struggled not to laugh as I said, "You've been here a week, so how many times have you hooked up?" He turned bright pink and tried to deny it but i simply put my hand on his arm and looked him right in the eye- dude to dude. "Well," he began; "my second night here i let a dude blow me cause i was super horny and he was bitching about missing his bf back home... but that isn't cheating, and letting 2 dudes breed you is!" He pressed to justify how he wasn't wrong but she was. "I agree!" I assured him as he took another hit. He again leaned back to feel his hit, his hand with the pipe falling to his lap. Using the slightest pit of pressure, I rubbed the back of my hand against his crotch as I took the pipe from his hands. The feeling of my hand against his junk made him jump but relaxed hen he realized I was reaching for the pipe. I took my hit as he continued about how unfair pussy can be. "Well, Jordan, that was the end of the green. I have booze and something stronger at my place if you need." He couldn't resist. I slowly drove back to my second apartment- my place is grand and lush- but I never bring my hookups there. Since I could afford it, I also rented out this piece of shit apartment in a building that was probably going to be condemned in the coming years. This is where I bring my hookups. Can't rob me if you don't know were I live.... Once inside he jumped on the old ratty sofa I got at a thrift store and took a deep sigh as he let it all hang out. I asked if he wanted a drink. I brought him the beer he ordered as i went into the bedroom to get the supplies. More to come if there is interest....

"Let me slip it in, just a little. You've got such a cute ass, I need to feel your hole grab the head of my dick. Don't worry, I won't fuck you, I won't cum in you, just let me slip the head of my dick in a little." That's what Tom said right before he fucked me for the first time and filled my HIV negative guts full of his virus laden semen. He'd moved across the hall from me a few months before and I'd introduced myself and asked him over for a beer. He accepted and promised to reciprocate when he was settled. It was obvious he was gay, a big, butch black man given to wearing leather with tight white tshirts and equally tight, carefully worn 501s. I'd never been interested in men in the slightest, but I found myself attracted to him. He was ruggedly handsome, very fit and moved like an athlete. I couldn't help but notice the very large bulge in his crotch. Was it true what they said about black men? One night a week or so after he moved in I came in late and drunk from the bars and took a while unlocking my door. I could hear what was clearly the sound of Tom having sex through his door. His deep voice was growling urgently, another male voice whined and begged. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but hearing them made my dick hard. My bedroom was next to Tom's so I opened the window and collapsed on the bed, pants down, my hand slowly stroking my cock. I could hear better and made out occasional words and phrases, like 'fuck me' and 'breed you' and something that might have been 'knock', something or other. I listened intently, stroking my dick, imagining Tom was fucking me, and also wondering what would it be like to have sex with a man. With Tom? I shot my load as I heard Tom bellow, obviously cumming in the guy he was fucking. I licked up my load, wishing it was Tom's cum I was eating. The next morning I remembered what I'd done and tried to feel disgusted at being aroused by a man. Why did my dick stiffen when I thought of Tom's cock filling a man's ass with cum, filling my ass with cum? In any event, a couple of days later I answered a knock on my door and found Tom standing there. He was wearing a wife beater and cutoff 501s. His nipples had large rings in them and the bulge in the shorts was very large. My dick started to swell. "Come over for a beer, a new batch of homebrew is ready." I followed him in to his place and took a beer, he waved to the living room with the invitation "Have a seat." I did my best to sit so my excitement was not obvious, but Tom noticed. We made small talk and the beer went fast, it was good. He stood up and smiled at me, then slipped off his shirt, saying "It's hot in here. Do you mind?" I shook my head dumbly as he dropped his shorts and stepped out of them, then went to the kitchen saying "Time for more beer. Strip if you like, Mike. It's too hot for clothing." As he walked into the kitchen I couldn't help looking at his body, thinking to myself that he looked good. My dick stirred: I was more than a little aroused. I never been at all interested in men, but...he looked good. Tom came back with two bottles and towel. I looked at him and couldn't help staring at his cock. He was huge, completely flaccid he was longer and thicker than me hard, it swung back and forth heavily as he walked. His balls were equally large and hung low. There was a tattoo of the universal symbol for biohazard on his abdomen just to left of his cock. My dick stirred more, I was getting an erection. I blushed, Tom couldn't help notice it through my thin shorts. He looked at my crotch and smiled suggesting "Lose the shorts, Mike. You'll be more comfortable." I was startled to realize it was command, not a suggestion. My dick was fully erect. I slipped off the shorts. Tom smiled broadly as he saw my hard dick, which was oozing precum. I looked at his cock: it was stirring, growing. Thinking this encounter was going in a direction that made me uneasy, I considered leaving, but I didn't want to leave. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do, but I was more excited than I had been in a long time. Tom smiled sat me and moved in his chair, I saw his cock stirring, thickening, the pink head just peeking through the foreskin was wet with precum. I couldn't help it, my mouth watered and I licked my lips. Tom beckoned to me, pointing at his cock, commanding "Come over here, Mike. I know you want to." I went and sat beside him, mesmerized by his rapidly growing dick, wondering what would it be like to touch it. As if he read my mind, Tom said "You can touch it if you like, Mike, it won't bite. Go ahead. I can see you want to." The truth was, I did want to touch his cock. It was fascinating. Only partially erect, his long thick, very dark black cock was much was larger than my hard cock. His foreskin hung long over the tip, precum oozed out. My mouth watered as I wondered what would it be like to suck it. Tom reached down and took my dick in his hand, stroking slowly. I moaned and almost shot my load. He laughed softly. He was seducing me. He twirled his finger around the head, smearing precum over it, and then removed his hand. My cock was hard and throbbing. Tom's hand had felt so good stroking it, and I had come very close to shooting my load, but he had stopped and in so doing, had frustrated me. I wished he hadn't. I wanted him to make me cum. I would return the favor: I wouldn't stop. I reached down and took his dick in my hand, marveling at my first feel of another man's penis. I felt him stiffen and stir in my hand, growing. The pink head peeked through the foreskin more, precum flowing. I stroked the head and loved the slippery feel of precum. Tom slipped his fingers in my mouth, I licked and tasted my precum. I wanted to taste his, I wanted him to cum in my mouth. I slid my hand up his hardening shaft, then down, pulling the foreskin back from the head. The head of Tom's cock was large, pink, wet. My mouth watered. I lowered my head for a better look. Tom sighed and whispered to me "Go ahead, Mike, you know you want to, you know you will. Suck my cock. Mike, suck me and make me cum in your mouth. Suck me off." My heart pounded as I looked as the fully erect cock. He was fully erect, had to be almost ten inches long, I hadn't known real cocks got that big, and he was thick. Tom took my head in his hands and pushed my mouth down to his cock, rubbing the head on my lips. My heart threatened to burst out of my chest as Tom whispered "Suck it, Mike, suck my dick!" I opened my mouth and he pushed in, sliding past my lips, rubbing the roof of my mouth, butting the back of my mouth. Tom grunted and pushed harder, the head of his cock slid down my throat. I couldn't believe I had a dick in my mouth. I loved it. He stopped with almost five inches of thick, hard cock in my throat. I was very surprised there was no gag reflex, Tom told me later that if a cock is long enough to put at least a couple of inches in the throat, it bypassed the reflex. "That's good, bitch, that's good. I knew you were a queer when I first laid eyes on you, knew I was going to fuck your pretty mouth and make you my bitch. Take it, white boy. Suck my black dick, white boy!" Tom fucked his cock in and out of my throat, using me like a fuck toy. I loved it, loved a larger, older black man using me, making me his bitch. Was he going to want to fuck my ass? I wouldn't do that, it was too risky. I wanted to. My dick exploded, squirting cum all over Toms' leg. He moaned and pulled his dick out of my throat and rubbed the head on the roof of my mouth. I felt spurt after spurt of creamy, tangy, sour semen jet out, filling my mouth and leaking out my lips. I gulped eagerly, loving that a black man had fucked my mouth and was cumming in me. I wanted him to cum in my ass. I sucked and swallowed, moaning, nursing all the cum out of his cock I could get. Tom fondled the back of my head while I sucked him and sighed "That was very good, Mike. You're a good cocksucker. I'm going to teach you the ways of man on man sex, I'll show you a world you never really knew existed, you'll love it. "Don't worry about being queer, lots of men like women and have sex with men. You will too." Tom shooed me away after a few minutes, saying he had a trick coming, that we'd do this again. That excited me, I knew I was his trick now, I hoped he wanted me soon. I was a cocksucker now and I loved it. Tom had me suck him off several times a week, sometimes there would be other guys there and Tom would tell me to service them. I did so gladly, eager to feel men cum in my mouth. One night after sucking Tom off I thought about the biohazard tattoo, I knew it meant something, but I couldn't remember what. I googled it and gaped at the results. Tom was HIV positive! I had been swallowing poz cum for weeks and he hadn't told me. It didn't take much research to find out it was almost impossible to get infected by sucking poz dick, even if the bottom swallowed cum. I also found that if Tom was on meds and his viral load was undetectable he couldn't infect anyone. I was pissed that Tom hadn't told me he was poz before he had sex with me. Then I became aware of something else: I was seriously aroused knowing I'd had a poz cock and cum in my mouth. I looked at pics of guys with the tattoos and stroked my dick imagining they were fucking me, that I was getting poz cocks and poz cum in my ass. Then I found breedingzone.com. I was amazed to find men that eagerly sought out HIV infection and others who looked for men to infect. It was obviously sick, but my dick was rigid and throbbing as I looked at the site. I especially liked the section for bugchasing 'fiction', especially stories where a neg bottom got infected, intentionally or other wise. I read several stories about poz tops 'stealth pozzing' neg bottoms, intentionally infecting unsuspecting bottoms. Is that what Tom was doing with me, grooming me as his bitch to take his infection? I wondered if he was on meds and what his viral load was. If it was undetectable he couldn't infect me, but if his VL was high....? I stroked my dick as I looked at a hot pic of a black top with a biohazard tattoo fucking a white man, bareback of course, and wished it was me. I wanted Tom to fill my neg ass with his poz cum, I wanted him to poz me. My dick exploded as I said to myself, 'poz me, knock me up, infect me with HIV!' Did I really want Tom to infect me? I decided not to say anything to Tom about him being poz, I would take whatever he wanted to give me. A week later I was hanging out at Tom's, we were drinking beer, both of us were naked and I had an idea that things were going to go further. I'd sucked him off when I first came over, he'd jerked me off and fed me my cum. I was idly playing with his cock, I loved the feel of it and hoped he'd let me blow him again. He was hard and oozing slightly, I lowered my head and opened my mouth. But Tom had another idea. He rolled me over on my side and snuggled up to me, pressing his body against mine. His cock moved slightly in the crack of my ass, I knew what was coming and moaned as the head of his dick nuzzled my ass and smeared precum on my hole. Now that the time was here I was scared. I wanted him to fuck me, but I didn't want to get infected. He pushed in slightly, I pushed back, shook myself and pulled away. "Don't fuck me raw, use a condom, please!" "Don't use rubbers. Don't worry, it'll be okay. Just let me slip in a little, I want to feel your tight hole around the head of my cock, just a little." "No, please, no, you'll fuck me and cum in me. I don't want to get infected." "I know you want it, you'll love my big nigger dick in you, you'll beg for it. "You're my bitch, Mike, just let me slip it in a little, you'll love it, you'll beg for all of it." I moaned and squirmed, pushing my hole into his cock, I wanted him to fuck me, but I was afraid. Getting his poz cum in my mouth was one thing, in my ass was too risky. I didn't know if he was on meds or not. "Just a little, I won't cum in you." He pushed in a couple of inches and pulled out, then in again, deeper. I moaned helplessly, needing to get fucked. It felt better than I could have imagined. Tom stroked in and out deeper and deeper, until the head of his dick pushed against my first internal sphincter. I whimpered, it felt so good, why didn't he just fuck me, just take me and fuck me? "Please, please fuck me, fuck me, cum in me, breed me, knock me up, please knock me up!" That was the first time I'd admitted to myself I wanted poz cum in me. I'd been having fantasies of getting pozzed since I'd found the bugchasing underground. He chuckled and started stroking in and out slowly, fucking me deeper and deeper, he hit the sphincter, paused and pushed slowly, I whined as ten inches of black dick went where nothing but shit had ever been before. Tom was going to fuck me, I was going to get semen from an HIV positive man in my ass, I was going to get HIV virus in my ass! If he was undetectable, it would be okay. It was hot thinking there was a chance he was infecting me. I wanted it. That woke me up, an HIV positive cock was fucking me and was about to cum in my ass! I didn't want to get infected, getting fucked felt good, but wasn't worth infection. I struggled and tried to get away. Tom growled in my ear and stroked his cock deep into me. It felt like the head of his cock was about to enter my throat, from the bottom. "Too late, bitch! Too late, you're getting what you want, Here it comes, bitch, cumming in your ass, breeding you, bitch, knocking you up, bitch, take my bug, yeah, fuck, bitch, take my fucking bug, gonna infect you good, infecting you good!" I felt his cock swell and pulse and a warm feeling filled my guts and jet after jet of virus laden semen erupted from his cock and filled me. Tom moaned and moved in me, fucking virus deeper and deeper in me. My dick erupted, pushed over the cliff by knowing I getting virus in my ass, that I could get infected. Tom had to have ripped me open a little when he fucked me with that huge cock and that HIV virus could already be in my blood. Had Tom had just infected me with HIV? He kissed me on the neck as he slowly pulled his softening dick out of me. I whimpered at the empty feeling, getting fucked had felt so good. "Don't worry about getting infected, Mike, it's only a matter of time before a pussyboy like you gets the bug, it might as well be now. I'm going to keep fucking my virus into you until I do infect you. When you're poz you'll be free, you'll thank me." I was Tom's bitch, I would do anything he told me to do.

Brad is totally my type: tall, lean, and having a basketball player's build, has reddish-brown hair and the most sexy light brown eyes. He's 6' 6", 190 pounds and 26 years old. He is simply one of the sexiest guys I've ever known, he has a gorgeous eight inch cock and a great set of balls. I was very happy with him, and had been with him for six months when he found out that he was poz. I was negative, and during those six months when we had sex, Brad had never cum in me ... although I asked for him to. I thought it was quirky at first that he wouldn't shoot inside me, but just let it go, although I knew ex had done IV drugs and they had plenty of bareback sex.) When he told me he was poz, he said he would understand if I broke it off with him, feeling I deserved a less-challenging relationship. I wouldn't hear of it. Three months later we moved in together into a West Hollywood apartment and had sex all the time - always bareback. Brad's doctor suggested he attend a gay men's poz support group where he could talk about being poz with guys who could understand. That's where he met Justin, who was also in a poz-neg relationship. Justin and I are surprisingly similar in build, 6 foot tall, 185 pounds, 28 years old and light brown hair. They both had the same HIV doctor and had met once before in the doctor's office, although just in passing. Since the beach is a long drive, Brad and I regularly went to a bathhouse, North Hollywood Spa that has an outdoor sun deck. We'd lay out to get some sun and then go inside to have some fun, always together. It worked for us in our new relationship, so why not? Being around other hot naked guys just got us even more horny for each other. Shortly after Brad joined the poz support group, we ran into Justin on Santa Monica Blvd, and he told me he thought it was cool that I was OK with Brad being poz ... and that his neg partner wouldn't touch him at all because of it. I said "You're a hottie! I can't imagine any man not wanting to be naked with you!" OK, so sometimes my 'edit mode' doesn't work well, and I guess the cat was out of the bag. Justin was hot and now he and Brad knew I thought as much. Justin wanted to know how Brad fucked my neg ass without him pozzing me, so Brad explained he would pull out of my ass right when he was starting to cum and then shoot on my abs. That way we were able to avoid condoms and also avoid having me seroconvert. Then Brad apparently had a brain storm 'cause he said "Rob and I are going to lay out naked at the tubs on Saturday," adding "would you like to join us?" Justin was up for it as his boyfriend was out of town for work, so we arranged for Justin to meet at our place and then we'd head out together. Justin had never been to a bathhouse before, so we got him checked in and inside. I got a big room for us to throw our stuff into, with the thought we'd strip down and then head to the sun deck. That's when Brad and I first saw Justin's cock. Holy Fuck, it was huge and he was sporting a Prince Albert. His nipples were also pierced, which I also found hot. I definitely wanted his cock in a big way. While I knew the poz support group’s rules said Brad and Justin were not supposed to play around with each other, I had the distinct feeling that rule would be broken before we went home that day. Brad and I chose to lay naked, and Justin wore a Speedo as he wanted a tan line. Brad and Justin lay next to each other, and my lounge chair was in front of their's, which, as long as I was on my stomach, made it really convenient for me to stare at Justin's basket. The Speedo barely contained his pierced poz cock. I wanted it. So did Brad. I had a spritz bottle, so after a little bit, I misted water on me to cool off. I then to be a dickhead, adjusted the stream to a jet and squirted Brad directly in the balls. That got his attention! His cock started getting hard, so I continued doing it. Justin laughed at what I was doing, so I squirted his Speedo as well, then worked the stream up to his nips. My cock was hard. Brad's cock was hard, and Justin's cock was filling out his Speedo even more. "Let's take a break inside and cool off," I suggested, wanting to be naked with these two studs. The three of us showered off downstairs and then headed to the room, "Just for a couple minutes." But no sooner had the door behind us, than we lost our towels, and we were three guys in heat, making out and feeling each other up, our cocks drooling precum like crazy. We were horny and needed to get off. In no time, the three of us were on the bed and ravaging each other. I was on my back with Brad sucking my cock, while Justin sucked Brad's cock. It wasn't too long before it was time to switch-up. "I gotta get a taste of my first pierced cock," Brad said. I said "Don't get him off, because I want some too." Justin wasn't used to three-ways, and this was his first since he converted to being poz, and he certainly wasn't used to a neg guy being so hot for his poz cock. Brad switched places and laid on his back and Justin crawled up to straddle Brad and fed him his cock. This was a great opportunity for me to get Brad's cock up my hole and to feel up Justin while he got his cock sucked by Brad. Justin blocked Brad's view, so Brad was surprised when I lubed up his bare cock and lowered myself onto him. I moaned at how hot Brad's cock felt up my ass ... and what a hot view I had of Justin's butt and hot body. He turned around to see what I was up to behind him, and was surprised I was taking Brad's cock right there. It was erotic as hell to watch Brad suck on another poz cock, and I certainly enjoyed having his cock up my ass. Unfortunately, Brad's gag reflex had a problem with the ring in Justin's cock, so he had to back off it and just suck on the tip. Seeing what was going on, I said, "Let's switch positions ... I'll be able to take his big dick with no problem." Brad and Justin just looked at me and laughed as Brad remarked "My boyfriend the slut! Give the man what he wants." Justin took Brad's place on his back, I bent over to suck Justin's cock and Brad fucked me doggy style. Everyone was happy until Brad pulled out saying, "I'm getting too close. I don't want to cum yet." Justin said, "Yeah, I want to have a turn with Rob too." I moved off his cock and stood next to Justin who then reached over to my loose lubed butt and gave it a grab. I turned a little to give him easier access to my hole and he slid a finger up inside me. Brad and Justin got a little quiet and for a couple moments Brad and Justin looked at each other's eyes, and gave each other a slight nod. Brad said, "Yeah, Justin ... it's Rob's turn." Brad slid back on the bed to give us some space and watched while Justin worked my already-lubed hole with one finger, and then two fingers, and as he did so, Justin turned to Brad saying "Rob's ass feels amazing. No wonder you told me you love fucking him." Brad said, "Go ahead and give him a couple more fingers, he loosens right up." At that point I was bent over the bed just enjoying the amazing treatment Justin was giving my asshole. I was totally relaxed having him do what he wanted and Brad was playing with his cock watching Justin. Justin slid his four fingers out of my ass and slid his pierced poz cock inside me. Wow, he felt great. I love my boyfriend's eight inch cock but Justin's seven inch, fat cock was a whole different kind of great. "Yeah, fuck me," I urged Justin. Brad meanwhile was jacking his cock, taking in the scene, his cock rock hard. Clearly he was totally into watching me be get plowed by his poz friend. Justin bent over and whispered in my ear, "You get off on my hot poz cock, don't you?" Brad didn't notice Justin's question, but it had me rock hard. I didn't say anything at first, so Justin asked more loudly "You want that, huh?" Brad looked up at both of us and smiled when I answered "Yeah, fuck me ... give it to me! But first let me change positions!" We all started laughing and they both made room for me to get on my back with my legs in the air. Justin said, "Let me take a couple minutes ... Brad, you get back inside him." Justin pulled out of me and noticed a little redness on his cock. He realized his Prince Albert piercing was rubbing my asshole raw from the friction. We looked at each other and he was about to say something about it. I gazed into his eyes and slowly shook my head and whispered, "Don't say anything." Once his cock was inside me, Brad said, "Oh yeah, Rob has such a hot hole. God I love fucking his ass." "Yeah, I want this ... fuck me, Brad," I urged. As Brad fucked me, Justin kissed me, quietly saying "Rob, I'm going to help you get what you want." Brad looked at Justin saying "We're probably okay fucking him, since we're both undetectable." A strange look crossed Justin's face, which led Brad to ask "What's that look for?" In a slightly dull tone Justin answered "My doctor didn't like my blood panels, so he took me off my HIV meds two weeks ago. I thought I told you." Justin continued, "But don't worry about me. Fuck Rob's hot hole and shoot inside him!" There wasn't much room behind Brad and the wall, and Justin had a plan. He got off the bed and stood next to Brad, lightly tweaking his nipples. That drove Brad crazy and filled him with lust. Justin then moved behind Brad as he was fucking me and tweaked his nipples. Brad muttered "Oh, fuck, I'm getting close!" I grabbed Brad’s hips to pull his cock into my ass, and Justin lodged himself against the wall so that Brad couldn’t back away as Brad yelled, "Shit! I'm cumming ... fuck, I'm shooting." I was also shooting, but unlike Brad's load, my cum load blew all over my chest. It was likely the biggest load I've ever had. Fuck that was hot. After all this time with Brad, I finally got him to cum inside me - and I wanted it really bad. Poz cum just made it hotter. Brad's cum had nowhere to go, but inside my ravaged hole. And he was freaking out softly saying, almost to himself, "Oh my god, I came in you! Fuck! I don't want to poz you." "Hang on, honey, it'll be okay. A lot of guys don't get pozzed the first time they're bred! Come here...." Brad's cock was still in my hole and I pulled him towards me and kissed him many times, murmuring "Don't worry." He moved off me and laid down on the bed and Justin was there with a slight smirk. We both knew what he did for me, and I was grateful. "Can I get a hand here?" Justin asked. In the excitement, Brad and I hadn't helped Justin get off, and his cock needed to blow a load. "Yeah, I think I can help you out," I replied, turning to Brad and asking "Okay with you? I think it's Justin's turn." Brad looked at both of us and slowly nodded yes. I pulled Justin down to make out with him, and I could feel his poz cock grazing my thighs and balls. I reached down and aimed his cock inside my hole, easing his pierced poz cock inside me, my boyfriend's poz load the only lube. I announced with genuine excitement "Fuck, this is amazingly hot." Justin grinned as he slid in and out of my wrecked hole and asked "You really like this. Fuck, man, I never thought I'd ever get inside your hole." "Hell, yeah, man, this is amazing." In a slightly louder tone Justin asked "You want me to cum in you?" Mischievously I replied "Ask Brad if you can." Justin replied in a voice loud enough for the guys in the adjoining rooms could hear "It's not Brad's hole I'm breeding. Do you want my poz cum?" There was only one possible reply for me: "Fuck yeah, dude. Shoot your hot poz load into my ass!” Just then every muscle in Justin's body tensed up as a prelude to his hot load. He pounded my hole even harder, as if to force his virus into my body. Justin yelled, "You're such a cum slut, take my poz load." I could feel his cock unloading in my guts. The spasms triggered another orgasm for me. I was in heaven, as was Justin who collapsed on top of me, with his cock still lodged inside my hole. We hugged and kissed. Brad looked a little shell-shocked at what just took place. We all stretched out on the bed and wrapped our arms around each other just to hold on. I wasn't sure what was going through Brad's head, so when everyone caught their breath, I said, "That was amazing. I've wanted that for a long time. Thank you." Brad looked at me with a puzzled look. He said, "I had no idea ... you never talked to me about it or asked me for it." I asked, "Would you have bred me if I asked you to?" Just then, I felt Brad's cock start to get hard against my thigh. Brad said, "Justin and I hoped you would be okay with us just fucking you, but now, you'll have a lot more of our cum from now on." The three of us smiled, relieved about how the afternoon turned out. Brad got off the bed, his big poz hard on, pointing in my direction. I got up on all fours, and pointed my ass in his direction and my mouth on Justin's cock. Justin's cock was slightly funky, but I didn't care. It was my turn, and I got what I wanted.

==== 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 *******

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

I go to a gym that has an affiliation with some local hotel, so we get the occasional out of town businessman coming by for a workout. Or more often they just come to the locker room to get picked up in the steamroom/sauna. One evening it was pretty dead. I was lounging by myself in the sauna (post workout) when in walked a handsome stud I had never before seen. Stocky, Italian-looking guy, furry chest, probably in his 40's. Since I always see the same faces in the locker room, I had this guy pegged as one of those stray business men who was wandering astray. He took a seat across from me, still keeping his towel tightly fastened around his waist. I nodded a brief "hello" and went back to my 'relaxation'. I decided to let things unfold naturally. I sat quietly, with my eyes closed and my legs spread. No towel on. I'd let him get a show, and then sneak a peek at what he was doing. Hopefully he'd take an interest in me and I could get some Italian sausage. Sure enough, after five or so minutes I caught him blatantly staring at my junk. So I casually reached down and scratched myself a bit... and tugged a little. Fingered my balls. All stuff that could pass for a guy wiping sweat or 'readjusting' in the sauna heat. I saw him furtively adjusting himself in his towel. So I went further. I deliberately start slow-stroking my cock while staring at him. He met my eyes, his towel opened and fell away, revealing a beautiful, uncut piece of meat. He was definitely aroused and interested Fortunately we were still the only two in the sauna. I stand up and stretch, my cock sticking rigidly out from my body, while I walk over to where he's sitting. I stood there, right in front of him, basically daring him to make the next move. Which he did: he reached out and gently took hold of my dick. At that time I saw his wedding ring. At that point I knew I would get-off with him. I kept a lookout of the small sauna window while Mr. Italian fondled me for awhile. Then before I know it, he popped my cock in to his mouth and was sucking away, right there in the sauna! While I was no stranger to having sex at the gym, I was a bit surprised he went there first. Additionally, normally I am the cocksucker, but I let him go at it for a several minutes, and then told him to switch places with me. His cock was fantastic: bigger than mine and uncut, with a heavy, loose hood of foreskin. I worked him for all I was worth and he moaned softly in appreciation, but just as I was getting into it, he pushes me away abruptly and says, "Someone's coming!" We just have enough time to get seated and covered when "the creeper" came in. It was an older guy who is ALWAYS hanging out in the locker room hoping to either get or witness some action. Regretfully, I have actually played in the sauna when he was in there also. He's watched me suck and get fucked, but I just know Mr. Italian won't be into this guy hanging around. The Creeper settles in for what he thinks will be a good show, and Mr.Italian heads for the showers shortly thereafter. I waited a couple minutes then followed. We both soap up (a lot) and kind of show that we are still interested in each other. But Creeper wouldn't leave, so I gave Mr. Italian my best "follow me" look and head to my locker, which he did. At my locker I whispered to him that I really want to finish what we started, maybe even taking his cock up my ass and ask if we could head to his hotel. "How do you know I'm staying at a hotel?" he asked. "Because I know the gym has a deal, and you have "out of towner" written all over you." He agreed to meet me outside the gym in ten minutes. We dressed, and each casually make our way to the gym exit. I gave him space so as not to look like I was following him. Want to keep discrete, you know? But we met outside the gym and walked together to his hotel, some three blocks distant. Once in his room, all pretense was dropped. We tore off our clothing and sexually attacked each other. We made out and took turns sucking each other's cock. I was thinking that all I would get is a '69' and maybe a load, but then he dove down to my asshole and started rimming, which gave me hope he would breed me with his Italian stallion cock. But he just pushed me onto my shoulderblades and kept going from my ass to my cock. Back and forth, just slobbering and spitting over both. Who was I to argue with that kind of treatment? Then suddenly, he spat in his hand, rubs it on his asscrack, spats some more on my cock, and straddled my groin. "Dude, what are you doing?" I said. He positioned my cockhead at his hairy butthole, and proceeded to squat down on me. Now, I'm not huge (a real life 6.5" -- online 7+) but I am rather thick. Much thicker than average and I have a big ol' mushroom head on me. And damn if Mr. Italian wasn't having a devil of a time trying to wedge my cock into his tight little pucker. "Man, I don't know if we should.... you sure about this?" I asked. He was lost in the moment, desperately trying to get me inside him. The man needed cock-- again, who was I to say no? Finally there was intense pressure and then a "pop"... and my cockhead was inside him. All he could say was, "Holy FUCK that hurt! Hurt so damn good!" And then he slid the rest of the way down my shaft until I was balls deep. He started rocking back and forth and slowly bouncing up and down on my dick. This obviously wasn't his first time at the rodeo, and he was doing a fine job. His ass was like a vise and was hot as hell and I knew my dick wasn't going to last long in there. As his ass adjusted to my thickness, he is able to slide more freely and he starts working my hole shaft with his asshole. Up and down, slamming to the hilt, then sliding nearly off of me only to impale himself again. And again. And again. His beautiful cock was rock hard and thwapping against my stomach, leaving trails of precum in my belly hair. The man was in heaven riding my dick and he sure as shit looks beautiful doing it. "Man, I'm getting close."* I warned him. "If you keep fucking yourself with my cock like this, you're gonna make me cum." He just closed his eyes and kept riding me. "Dude, I'm really close-- i'm not gonna be able to hold back much longer!" He just kept riding me, but now harder and faster. "You want me to cum in you or to pull out? Cuz I'm so close! What do you want?" "Fucking cum in my ass, man!" he said forcefully. And so I did. I grabbed his hips hard, held him down on my cock and launched my swimmers into his guts. Hard. "Fuck yeah, I can feel your cock cumming!" he says, while he starts furiously jacking his cock. And I knew his tight ass WAS feeling me cum; because I really cum. A lot. More than one guy has been impressed with the way I shoot. His pucker was twitching tightly and milking my cock while he fisted his meat. Seconds later he blew-- a nice, thick load of Italian baby batter all over my chest. Naturally I scooped it all up and took turns feeding it to myself and to him. After our orgasms subsided, he gingerly pulls off my still semi-hard dick. When my head pops out he grimaced and said, "Ouch! Damn that hurt. I'm gonna be feeling THAT tomorrow!" While we cleaned up we made small talk. He was in town for a conference. Yes he was married. Two kids, both boys in high school. I told him he sure seems to know what he's doing with guys and asked if he gets much action on the road. "Some. It all depends on the guy. I get a lot of random blowjobs. And, um... normally I don't let a guy fuck me... like that," he says a bit sheepishly. "I guess I was just really horny tonight and couldn't stop myself. Thanks." "It's all good," I told him. "We all get that way now and again." He dressed to go out to dinner and followed me to the lobby where we parted ways. Of course what I didn't tell him was that I was POZ and I saw the blood left on the white hotel towels when we cleaned up. And that I sincerely hoped he liked the three-days worth of toxic jizz with which I just impregnated him that he was gonna let slowly seep into his guts all through his business dinner.

My load soaked my fuzzy chest, firm pecs, all the way up to my well trimmed beard. I was surprised at the amount since this was my third load of the day, all produced while watching a video of the ripped 19 year old stud who was renting one of the smaller apartments in my building. On my computer screen, the webcam recording showed him going from fully clothed, to naked and hard, to shooting his hot teen spunk onto a pair of black lace panties(left on his bedroom floor by one of the sorority sisters who shared the 3 bedroom apartment above his). Every time I watched it, I always ended up cumming when he reclined on his bed and described fucking her in the stairwell only 5 yards from his landlord's (aka my) door. As the vid rolled on to his massive explosion, I began to get hard again but had to put it away before I rubbed myself raw. How did I find myself stroking to my hot, young buck-of-a-tenant? With a little luck, some careful planning and a bold goal. This was only stage one of my plan to transform Derek from a normal, innocent young ladies man into my personal plaything. It all began when he walked into my rental office and asked if I'd had a chance to look at his application for the smallest unit, hidden near the back of the building in the basement. Normally I do not rent to college guys, due in part to their irresponsible tendencies, and in part to my perpetual hardon whenever I am near one. Derek could see my reluctance before I spoke, and cut me off with a well thought out list of reasons why I'd be lucky to have him living there. After the usuals, like tidy habits, quiet hobbies, etc., he added that he was working two jobs to pay for school since losing his athletic scholarship due to a blown out knee. His warm smile, round cheeks, deep blue eyes and dusty blond hair made me want to say yes, but his tight tee shirt and shorts led me to say no. Still he persisted, practically begging, since his dorm was too loud to study and all the other apartments within walking distance of his jobs and the school were either too expensive or taken. I apologized and waved for him to leave, knocking down a stack of flyers accidentally. He bent to help me recover them, causing his sagging briefs to reveal his firm bvd covered buns. When he stood up, his shirt rode up, giving me a tantalizing view of the most chiseled abs I'd ever seen in real life. He moved in two days later, and soon his fan club included all of the ladies in the building as well. After he was let go from one of his jobs, I decided to take advantage of the situation, hiring him on as afternoon help in the office. Now that we were spending a few hours a day together, I discovered just how naïve Derek truly was. Everyday some girl would find an excuse to come interrupt us in order to check out Derek, but he would just blush and get shy. One of the smutty sorority girls from the third floor even came by in her bikini (on her way to the pool lol) and the only thing that proved he was alive was the obvious outline of hard teen meat in his pants. "damn those are nice tits." I said once she left. Derek was caught off guard but agreed whole-heartedly. "fuck yeah man, and what a sweet ass." he added while trying to discreetly readjust his hefty hard on. "wish she'd invite me out for a swim." "if you asked," I laughed at his innocence. "She'd let you tittyfuck her in the middle of times square." This began our free discussion of sex, which proved, as I thought, that Derek's experience was limited to some sloppy head from drunk party girls, and 4 sessions of missionary with a girl from his high school. Since he was too shy to approach girls outright, I suggested he try meeting them online. At first he seemed hesitant, until I told him about sites where girls with webcams would strip and masturbate if he found the right one. The next day was spent with him regaling me with tales of smutty bimbos creaming on cam, and his desperation upon discovering they'd do more if he had a cam too. Begin phase one: I offered to let him use the office computer after closing time as long as he was careful not to be seen. Meanwhile I downloaded security software so each of his sessions was saved for my pleasure. After a few weeks of scenes where he'd only whip it out at the end and usually cum off camera, I became proactive. The thing I should have mentioned before is my real profession: drugs. I make a tidy living selling to the local campus and surrounding area, with a select few of my employees living in the apartments, right next door to unsuspecting students and model citizens. One such employee was the same girl that gave Derek a fashion show in her string bikini, and she owed me big. A few months earlier she'd given in to temptation and spent 3 days with her ass in the air at a local frat house, getting gang banged and smoking almost 300 dollars in Tina, which she still owed me. She had no problem with my plan to work it off by seducing Derek and convincing him to perform a stroke show for her while she was "out of town." All it took was getting her to catch him at the computer one night and she had him. Friday night I could hear them fucking on every surface of his apartment, and from the sounds of it, he was talented. The following morning he was at my door by 7, recounting every glorious moment. "I could pound her cunt forever Mr. E," he praised. "it sucks that she is going to visit her family this weekend, but she wants to video chat tomorrow night. I want to make her squirt on the keyboard." "Then you better get some moves Derek," I said, leading him onto phase two. "Why don't you watch some dudes who jack off on cam for money, see what they do that works best, then copy it for her?" The result of his research was the video I can't stop watching, with another session the next morning. As expected, Derek became obsessed with getting her on his cock, which was difficult to fit in with his classes, afternoons in my office, evenings bussing tables at the old Chicago's, and the 90 minutes a day in the gym. He skipped a couple work outs to hook up with her, before I told her to only be free during his bussing shifts instead. this leads us to Phase three: deciding between paychecks and pussy. "so what should I do, sir?" he always called me by my last name or sir, which had me hard in no time. "Do I keep giving up shifts for the fuck of a lifetime, or do I tell her I can't do it then?" "first of all, she is just a piece of ass Derek," I educated him in the secret to women. "She seems magical now, but I bet I can find you another slit who is even hotter if she can't be bothered. Second, didn't you say you'd been doing those cam shows every weekend with her? Why not do a live show for a paying audience? Chances are you'd make enough in one night to equal a month at that shitty restaurant." He declined, but left with a look on his face that told me he wasn't as sure about it as he let on. When he went to his 'girlfriend' that evening and told her he needed to work, she informed him that he could either do her when she was free or she would find a new stud. Stunned and a little heartbroken, he went to work, but texted me when he was on his way home that night: Taking u up on offer 2 find new girl, and decided to do the pay show. C u tomorrow. Saturday night he did his first show and made enough that he quit his busboy gig before the clock hit midnight. A week later, he'd done three shows and had enough to splurge on some beer and brats, which I shared in. He'd never had any beer before, except a sip here and there to seem cool at parties, but my influence was having its desired effect, so he'd finished his third when my 'surprise guests' arrived at my door. Lana and Lois were two of my regular clients, buying enough each week to provide their clients with enough crystal for any and all dates they scheduled. As pros go, these two were the least skanky, but they still had the hints of 'will fuck for cash' in their clothes, make-up and long hair. Lana was some sort of Asian/Hispanic mix, with dark red loose curls, and per my instructions, she was wearing a pair of tiny shorts and a tight tank top. Lois was creamy white with black straight lochs, and her huge breasts were barely covered by her tight, see through dress. Derek sat in silence while I lead them inside and asked them to join us while I got them their goodies. Phase 4: introduce Derek to drugs as a side dish to hot pussy. As expected, his jaw dropped when I admitted to selling drugs to these "sweet grad students." if Lois hadn't sat in his lap when I brought it all out to measure it, he probably would have run for it, but after some drinks, he was all too eager to let her grind into his lap. Accepting a couple beers, they playfully flirted with us both, suggesting all the wicked things they could imagine happening if they got high with us. By the time I brought out a pipe and asked Derek if he minded if we smoked it, Lois had taken his hand and slid it between her thighs, riding his fingers and whispering how horny Tina made her. "Tina? Who are you talking about?" Derek asked, his eyes drifting to where Lana had joined me on the couch, her hand in my fly getting me hard. "this," she said, loading some crystals into a pipe, lighting it, and exhaling a giant cloud. "is Tina. Wanna try some? It make Dicks throb, pussies drip, and orgasms like you won't believe." "I don't do drugs," Derek said, regurgitating the line he'd been hearing since he could crawl. "isn't it bad for you?" "Yeah, but so am I," Lois moaned as she slid off his fingers and walked over to hand me the pipe. I took a huge hit and shotgunned it back to her before reaching out and tugging on her dress so her tits popped out of it. I leaned forward and took her nipple in my mouth while Lana and Lois hit the pipe, shotgunning back and forth. Derek stood up and walked over to our miniature orgy, pressing his huge bulge against Lois' bubble butt, but still declining the pipe. "Don't pressure him if he doesn't want to, he's just a kid Lois." I said dismissively, taking a huge hit while Lana fished out my hard 8 inch Dick and swallowed it whole. Really, I was fed up with his prudishness, and I winked at Lois who turned around and backed Derek into his seat. "That's okay," Lois said, stripping out of her dress entirely. "Lana and I will just fuck around with your boss. Maybe you can join us next time, but I guess it's just us grown ups tonight baby boy. Lock the door on your way out." Derek sat speechless while the three of us continued getting naked and grabbed the pipe to head for the bedroom. "How... How do I smoke it?" Derek's soft voice stopped us as we were almost out of sight. I smiled before turning back around a walking over to show him in nothing except my dogtags and socks. "go ahead and get him started while Lana and I get ready for you two." Lois said before pulling Lana into the bedroom and shutting the door. They knew I wanted to be alone with Derek when I got him addicted to meth, so I'd always be the first thing on his mind when he smoked it. "Hold this but don't inhale until I tell you," my hard dripping meat pulsed while I lit the torch and cooked the crystals, until a thick white cloud swirled out of the round bowl. "Ok, now suck as hard as you can boy." Derek did as he was told, inhaling until he couldn't anymore, then coughing hard for a minute while I took my turn. We did that back and forth, and in only a minute or two, Derek's whole body came alive and started humming for sex. "Get undressed for those hot bitches. We're wasting the smoke boy," I said, watching Derek peel off his tight tee shirts and slide off his basketball shorts, leaving him in tennis shoes and a pair of white briefs that barely contained his massive rod. "this time, exhale your smoke into my mouth and I'll do it for you too." When he leaned in to shotgun, his briefs grazed my thigh, causing us both to drip precum. When I returned the favor, I got closer so our lips were almost touching, bring our hard cocks together, separated by the thinnest of cottons. His next exhale, I leaned in and our lips rested against the other's, as I felt the pulse of his racing heart pumping through his shaft and head. The last hit before we went in the bedroom, I put my arm around his shoulders, and peeled away his briefs with my free hand, kissing him hard and gripping his penis for a long moment before striding away. When he recovered from shock, he ran after me, and we spent the next six hours trading off using the girls' in every combination imaginable. By the time we shot our loads, Lana was practically blacked out on the floor and Lois was hanging from my neck, sandwiched between us while we double fucked her pussy. I locked eyes with Derek as I covered his Dick in my semen, which freaked him out enough to make him pull out and spray his load on her ass. While Lois and I went to shower, Derek grabbed his clothes and ran off into the night... End of part one. Still to CUM: Derek craves more Tina, needs cash and agrees to fuck a girl on camera in exchange. Instead Derek discovers the last Phase in Mr. E's plan: taking Derek's cherry.

I've always associated the term "breeding" with a poz top giving his seed to a bottom, whether that bottom is poz or neg. In my mind, I've always associated "breeding" with poz cum. Today, I came across a BBRT profile from a neg top into "breeding" his bottoms. Just struck me as kinda odd. What do you guys associate with "breeding"? Is it simply giving cum to your bottom, regardless of HIV status? Or do you, like me, associate it specifically with poz cum? I've never differentiated undetectable vs detectable poz, although definitely for me, a true breeding involves detectable poz cum.

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.

Skate Park Pick Up - part 1 I love going to one of the local skate parks not far from a big name university on the Cali coastline. I don't skate- I spectate. During the hott summers most of the boys end up shirtless working their bodies into a sweat on the ramps and bowls. With their baggy pants that sag well passed their boxerclad butts, they all try to work themselves into sunkissed, toned Adonises wile trying to 'outman' the next. It's like watching a documentary on the posturing practices of hormonal apes- well, i guess it's the same thing,.. Either way, when I have a free afternoon, its nice to blow a couple of clouds before going to watch as young college meat (sometimes some of the local high schoolers show up but they are few and far between and easy to discern from the college boys) glisten on display in the hott Cali sun. I even sometimes take pictures (discretely!) -- or even video -- with my phone if a boy(s) is exceptional, which often happens... A Note About Me: I am in my early 30's (but could pass for mid 20's) and am a highly paid advertising/sales exec for a company you have heard of, which gives me a fair amount of spendable money and time. I have my vices for young meat and good party supplies- both of which have led to several great interactions with the local student population. College boys are so willing to trust and open up to me for some reason, and I'm not complaining. Most of them just see a friendly guy in me willing to provide. I have many stories about my own conquests of young flesh and many that other hunters like myself have told me over the years... This, 'Part 1' is the story of Jordan- one stupid, hurt soul who's life I forever changed--- It was a hot Tuesday afternoon in August. I knew the freshman were starting to fill the city in droves, bringing waves upon waves of fresh, horny meat from all over the country. Any hunter like myself knows this is the best time to pick off the easy prey- first time from home with the smallest feeling of freedom and rebellion against their former lives. I had smoked a small bowl heavily laced with T before going to the skate park that day, and was decisively horny and hunting. Upon my arrival it seemed like the usual lazy day with really nothing more than the promise of some good shirtless pics to show for my efforts. After an hour or so there was suddenly some commotion on one side of the park. One kid was literally baseballing a parking pole with his board screaming, "Fucking Bitch! Fucking Bitch! Who needs her sorry cunt?! I'll get plenty of pussy out here and then she'll see who the real COCK is!" He was a stunning piece of young man. The taut muscles of his arms and back flexed and glistened with sweat as he swung his wood against the pole ( ) He was maybe 5'8" 120lbs of lean boy, with long dark hair which covered most of his face. His skin was so white that it could almost glow in the dark. He had no piercings or tattoos which made me unsure of his age, but his rage certainly showed he was man enough to be prey. He continued to beat his board against the steel pole (making quite the scene) while a couple of other guys tried to calm him down, but this kid was not having it. He lashed out at them, telling everyone within eyesight to 'Fuck Off', throwing his board into the air and walking off towards to busstop. Anticipating a fight or something from when the commotion started, I had already turned my phone onto video and was recording as he made his way to the street. Suddenly, he spotted me- "Dude, are you recording me?!" I quickly turned my phone off and got into my car as he approached me shouting "Dude, What the Fuck?!" I tried to assure him that I had not been recording him but was watching him as I was simply texting. .... If there is interest in the story: A lot more to cum....

Ari and I had been together for about a year. We met at a local gay club on 'studs in suds' night, which is where all guys are expected to show up wearing only undies and an under shirt, (or less), to party and dance in a dance club full of soapy suds. We were both in our early 20's, drunk, covered in soap and nearly naked, so it wasn't all that unexpected when we ran across each other, even given the size of the crowd. Over the year since we have enjoyed a growing love for each other, while still being able to enjoy outside fun. We agreed upon certain rules, however: we would only play with others while we were together, only play safe with others, always tell the other if we were flirting with someone else, whether online or in person. What I hadn't told Ari is that I love poz play. i have tried to get him to play bare with a few of our random hookups but it never panned out. Online I talked with guys almost daily about taking poz cum or watching it get shot into my boyfriend's vers hole. I want to be pozzed so badly but Ari would never approve, unless it was his idea, (even if he didn't realize as much).

Two previous notes: 1. I'm not an English-native speaking man, so bear with me, in case of some misapplied terms or verbal times. Not looking for sympathy: it's just tha way it is... 2. The Miguel, in this story, is negative... It all started with the opposite feeling I would have a few hours later: I was bored… Bored and horny. I was browsing a blog website a guy had introduced me to: lots of hot pictures of hot men and some videos… As usual, I was wanking watching some bareback videos. I decided to take some action and went to the sauna… Mid-week night, maybe not so many men, but men who definitely wanted to fuck. After my usual routine: getting naked, wrapping a towel and placing the condoms, poppers, a Viagra blister and lube packs around my waist, I headed for the shower and started soaping, thinking I’d go to the steam room, after… When I opened my eyes, I had a vision of heaven: a man in his mid 50’s, six four, around 220 pounds, crew cut, hairy, muscled and tattooed -- arms, chest and legs, pierced nipples, huge, thick cock, even soft as it was, hanging low, I thought due to weight of the thick PA there…, entering the shower room and absently nodding, with a faint smile surrounded by a walrus moustache which made me wanting to kiss him that same moment. One thing about me: when I’m really into a guy, I tend to be colder and shy than to a guy that I “just” want to fuck with… I guess I feel I’m unworthy of a god like the walrus man I had just seen… So, I just wrapped the towel back around my waist and left, trying to imagine a way to have this man closer to and inside of me, forgetting about my earlier plan to go the Turkish bath, I did not notice I was standing just outside the shower, blocking the way, until I felt this huge hand grabbing my whole shoulder and this low voice booming close to my ear “excuse me”. I just trembled and my towel fell down, along with all the things I tucked there… Bending over to catch everything back, I saw him kneeling beside me and helping me to gather everything, taking his time to return the pills to me, with a devilish smile I would get to know so much better, later on… He asked if I used to take Viagra to fuck and I just told replied, dry mouthed “I’m into long sessions and staying hard is a good way to get them…”. He gazed at me, locking my eyes into his, and, with that same smile, asked me if I would offer him one of the pills and he would trade it for something that would help me in a long session with him… Innocently, thinking the poppers I’d brought would be enough, I wondered if he was talking about coke – I had tried that before and I always got a good trip with it, so I said “Sure”. He lead me to a cabin where I could see he had some personal stuff, although I could not really identify everything there… We climbed naked on the mattress and sat in front of each other kissing and feeling each other’s bodies. He swallowed a V pill dry and he gave me an E, taking one himself. I thought “Now, that’s what he meant!”. I started sucking him while he started playing with my hole… Shortly, I started having that strob effect I have under E and that warmth that makes me sweat, turning my skin in that slippery hot sticky-not sticky surface that drives me wild, and with the poppers under my nostrils I was having much fun… His thick fingers opening my hole, readying it for his huge cock which wouldn’t stop growing in my mouth, making it difficult for me to breath properly… I could feel my throat getting wider and wider until I could feel his heartbeat though his cock head deep inside me… He told me to bend for him and started licking my hole, which was what I really needed at that point… He inserted his finger quite deep, but, this time, instead of lube the feeling of getting fingered I felt a burning inside… Then, I really got hot. It seemed my hole was having an orgasm, almost like it produced its own lube, getting wider and craving to be filled. I noticed I started moaning, in a deep guttural way, and I heard him chuckle. I didn’t have to watch his face to know he was smiling “that” way… I was feeling wired: his tongue on my ready-to-be-used hole, his fingers shooting electrical shocks wherever they touched. He was turning me in every way possible, his body sliding against mine. I know I licked every toe of his feet, I caressed his thick muscular veiny legs, I covered his hole with my tongue and saliva, I licked his pierced nipples and bitted them, as he demanded, I rubbed the back of his neck, while his meaty tongue was inside my mouth, but I don’t know the order of events… But I know that, in the end of it, my hole had gotten plugged… He stopped and told me we should drink something and grabbed a bottle of water and drank from it. He delivered it to me and noticed my hesitation… Smiling that devilish smile I knew he was reading my mind: he placed his hard 9” veiny cock in front of my mouth and started caressing my skull. He started to hum, and that humming was hypnotical to me. Like a music binding us in synchronicity. I opened my mouth in the same moment he started to piss. For the first time in my life I was able to drink all of it, managing to swallow with my mouth open and not spilling any of that hot golden liquid. I thought he would fuck my throat, after, but he laid in the mattress telling me to nest between his hard thick harm and his furry chest, feeling his deep fantastic scent. “How’s that hole?”, I replied that I could feel the buttplug like I never felt anything before. Apparently, I was wired not only on the outside, but also in mu gut. He removed the plug and I could feel my hole coming out, along the plug. I took the opportunity to climb on top of him, rubbing my hungry hole on that thick tool. His gaze was keeping me alert and awake, I could not break that stare. I was feeling I need not to speak to get fully understood by this masculine dominant yet quiet man. He told me “Grab my stuff” with an even more devilish grin, if possible… I managed to take a hold of everything not stopping to rub my hole in his cock. Knowing perfectly what I wanted he told me “Wait some more and you won’t regret it”. The tone he used, his hand on my face, his hard cock against my hole, lubing it with his precum made me ok with all the wait he would request, although, by then, I could beg to have him inside of me, using me for his pleasure. He took a glass pipe out of this pouch and asked me if I smoked. “Yes” I nodded and, smiling, he asked again “Do you smoke?”. I think my smile matched his when I said “I guess not”. He lit his lighter and I watched a white smoke forming, trapped in the pipe. He inhaled the smoke and I watched mesmerized trying to count the times he inhaled the smoke… He put the pipe into my mouth and nodded, clearly wanting me to do the same. I swallowed the smoke and coughed it all out… He just looked at me and I knew I had to do a better job at it, and so I did. I took a few loads of smoke inside and when I was thinking of letting it out he placed a finger on my lips. My head was spinning with the chems inside of my system… I started to get reddish and only after an eternity he let me exhale all the smoke… When I did, he grabbed my neck and pushed for what I thought would be a kiss. I opened my mouth, inviting his tongue inside. His tongue was not alone: he exhaled all the smoke he had still inside deep inside my mouth, throat and lungs! That made me climb to an even higher level of heat and hunger. When I asked him “Please, fuck me” my voice didn’t sound like my voice. The tone was even deeper to my regular tone, but what was different was the level of honesty: I never said anything before with some much truth. I wanted him deep inside of me. I needed to give him pleasure. That moment, I was breathing to give him joy. 100% selfish of me, I knew: that way, I’d achieve bliss. “It’s time” he said, what sounded heavenly to me. He grabbed one of the condoms I brought with me and staring at me, asked me “What’s this for?”. “Safe sex”. “I don’t do safe. In fact, I’m not safe. I’m poz. Do you still want me fuck you?”. “Yes, I do”. No hesitation, to my surprise. “Are you sure? I won’t pull out!”. “Yes, I am.” Again, the honesty in my voice. And in my gaze. He smiled and nodded. “Bend over” and I never moved so fast, despite the haze I felt. I was breathing poppers when he placed the head of his cock in the entrance of my hole. My hole became a different entity: alive and pulsating, reaching out to engulf that hard dick inside. He put some white powder on the top of his veiny cock and pushed it all in, in one swift quick thrust. The burning sensation, again, along with the satisfaction of finally having him where he belonged made me reach an upper level. The lack of condom allowed me to feel his cock inside of me like nothing before. I could feel the enlarging meat, making me groan and move the way I knew – don’t know how I knew it – would make him have the highest pleasure fucking another man’s hole. I heard the lighter again and watched the white smoke descending in front of my face, making me aware he was hitting the pipe again. I knew he swallowed another V, even without actually seeing it. I knew it was another E he fed me, although my eyes were closed, that moment. I felt his cock getting harder and harder when he started to piss deep inside of me. It was like I could feel every squirt of piss, hot and chemically loaded on my inside walls. He managed to place a foot on my neck, submitting me to become his hole. His fingers rubbing my butt, his hands slapping my butt. “Turn around! I want you to watch me when I shoot my charged load!” My legs wrapped around his hard body, his rock hard abs pressing my own, his tongue filling my mouth. The humming sound, again. I think it was not an accident I shot my load when he started spasming, his throbbing cock shooting his own load, countless times, inside of me, filling me. He took his cock out and replaced it with the buttplug. “To make sure” he said, the devil smiled… “We need to be sure” I replied. Only then I could lick his cock. Still huge but softer. So easy to be engorged by a hungry mouth like mine. Again, we drank. He, from the bottle. Me, at the same time, out of my newly found favourite fountain. Panting, we rested, next to each other. His arm around me. My hand caressing his nipple. Our lips touching, exchanging our breaths. “I’m going to stay with you for the next few days” he announced. “It will be my pleasure” I replied. “After all, we have to be sure”. “Pedro” “Miguel” I said “and I love your smile”.

A huge thanks to all the slutty bottoms out there who are more horny than bright! About 10pm on a Friday night I was getting horned up before bed and decided to troll Craigslist a bit. Late night Friday to early morning on Saturday is when you catch the horniest bottoms who just haven’t been laid after a long week at work and probably struck out at the bars. The later it gets, the more desperate they get. I came across a juicy ad with a decent looking guy and a sweet looking piece of ass in pic to boot, which read: ----Walk in door unlocked, lights out, blindfold on and ass up. You walk in, unzip, lube up, fuck as long or quick as you want, cum and leave. Be under 30, send age, height and weight in first email and I’ll send back the hotel address and room#. When you get here, email me and I’ll unlock the door, turn off lights, get face down and blindfolded on the bed before you come in for your 100% discretion. I’ll have the lube and condoms on the edge of the bed for you. Safe play only!!!---- Perfect opportunity for me to get what “I” needed, a load inside a unsuspecting hole. I emailed my stats…minus 10 yrs, 25 lbs and added an inch…who doesn’t and what the fuck did it matter in this scenario. He sent me his location and room# and I was off. I arrived about 20 minutes later at his hotel and emailed. He responded immediately and I headed for the room. He’d put a slip of paper in the lock to keep the door from auto locking and I walked in. It was dark with just one small light on to guide me and I headed for the bed, tossing my clothes into a pile next me I was already hard as a rock hearing just his heavy excited breathing in the silence. I made sure to unzip slowly to intensify the sound, let my belt hit the floor for an extra twitch from him and drop my shoes with a good hard thump. I could tell the anticipation and noises had him completely fucking horned up and ready. I was naked and climbing up behind him as I used my knees to push his legs open further. I grabbed the lube and started dripping it slowly up and down his ass crack generously before tossing the bottle to the side and starting to let my fingers wander all around that ass crack to find my target. He was already moaning load for me before I started to slide a finger inside him. I said “let’s feel that warm hole of yours” and started to rubbing it, fingering him and then sliding two fingers inside him to start stretching that hole a bit. He was slowly moving his ass a bit and completely into it when I grabbed the condom wrapper and tore it open. I spit out the wrapper and then made noises with it in my hand before snapping it. All the sounds he wanted to hear to be safe as I just held the condom in my hand for later and lubed up my bare dick for him. I aimed for that hole and slowly slid right in, no resistance, no idea he was getting bred and all the pleasure I needed to get off and get off HARD inside this horny fucker. I started fucking him and nice pace and enjoying the ride for a while until I needed to blast that load. I pushed a hand down on his back as I picked up the pace and raised my hand with the condom to my mouth. Using my teeth I started tearing the end to get a nice big hole going for my exit ploy and once I had a big and obvious tear showing I came like a fucking demon inside him and just left my dick pulsing and buried. He raised his head off the bed but blindfolded and not turning back said “Oh God, you were wearing a condom right? Did I feel you cum inside me?” I quickly said “I used it and started pulling out. I pulled my dick through my wet dicked hand to get it slimed up and then turned it back on him saying “Oh fuck, did you give me a broken condom, DAMN IT YOU ASS!” tossing the condom on his back so he could feel it was wet. “If this was your plan, you’re fucked up…I’m leaving and you better fucking stay there like you promised so I can just get the hell out of here without the anonymous part being a damn lie too!”. I got dressed lightening quick as he stayed on the bed blindfolded but now begging and swearing that was an accident and he didn’t do it on purpose. I just huffed a “Fine, whatever!” as I headed out the door giving an just enough of an aggravated attitude that didn’t scare him but kept the tables turned and then fucking grinned my ass off all the way down the hall and into the elevator. Sometimes it’s just too easy. Thanks again to another dumb fuckhole!

I don't know about other bottoms but I tend to want more and more fucking once I start having sex. When I party, I love dominant pig tops only. Lately I have been meeting many black tops and some latino tops. Many of them have hugh cocks and know how to use them well. But when it comes to party pig tops, none comes near my three black top fuck buddies. Omar, Mike and Dante. Omar is really tall and muscular and has a 13 inches of man cock that stays hard for days when we party. I am sure he takes Viagra or something. I first met Omar and he enjoyed our fucking enough that we became regular fuck buds. Then I met Omar's neighbor, Mike during one night at the staircase of his building. Omar made me get on my knees and suck his cock in the middle of staircase during one of our late night partying sessions. Then Mike walked in on us with a girl who he was fucking behind his wife's back. Mike was going to fuck the girl in the staircase so Omar and I went back to Omar's apartment. After that night, everytime I saw Mike he would smile at me til one day he wanted to try Tina with us and ended up getting into fucking my throat and ass for days with Omar. Dante was another kid in their building who I seduced in the elevator. At first he just wanted to get sucked and fuck me but Omar introduced him to Tina and slowly he started to become a piggier and piggier top. Now when we party, he's the one who gets into the dominating me the most. He's been pushing me more and more into being punished and tortured. He loves to tie me down and fuck me while another top fucks my face. We don't always play all together but when we do, I know I will be happy for days. Then one day, Omar started to piss deep in my throat while holding my head down to force me drink his Tina piss. I tried to pull away but couldn't, so I started to swallow. It tasted so horrible so after few minutes, I started to puke. He then bent me over the tub and started to piss-fuck me while I was puking in his tub. Mike and Dante thought it was hot so they took turns piss-fucking me as well. All three of them have been partying for couple of days so their piss contained a lot of chemicals, so I got so fucked up from them. They fucked me for few more hours after that but we had to end the three day long party session. While I was in the shower, I was still too high from theirTina piss. When I got of shower, Omar's delivery boy was sitting on the couch. He asked them about me and when he found out I was a sub bottom and was still high from their piss, he wanted me to leave with him. Omar made a deal and got some supplies for him and I left Omar's Apartment with a total stranger. We first went into his car and sat on his backseat. There was a cute Latino boy in the driver's seat. As we got on the road, the dealer pushed me down to his cock so I started to suck him deep and wet. We made few stops that night and sometimes he would take me in with him and play with other people or sometimes he left me in the car with the Latino boy. When the sun began to rise, we drove up to his place in the Bronx. We went into a big dark house with no furniture and the dealer pulled my clothes down and started fucking me. I was opened from three days of partying but still at first it hurt a bit. He fucked me hard standing up and when I fell over, he leaned on my body as he continued to fuck deep and hard. When he came, his load splashed all over my ass as well as inside as he continued his pounding. When he pulled out his cock, he shoved it in front of me and told me to clean it. After I cleaned him, he walked away. After few minutes, I went to use the bathroom. I turned the shower on and turned around when the Latino driver opened the bathroom door. He was naked with a hard on. He pushed me down to my knees and started to piss into my mouth then down my body and started piss fucking my hole again. He kept on saying something in Spanish which I didn't understand so he just slapped my face around till I got to the positions he wanted. His slapping was making my skin burn and eyes tear up with pain. But as he fucked me really hard, the Tina from his piss started to run through my veins and I began to enjoy getting slapped around. Everytime he slapped me hard, my cock would jump with excitement. He kept on moving me around the bathroom and shifting position as he fucked and slapped me around to control. After he shot two loads in me, he pulled out and left the bathroom. I took a shower and my skin started to burn. When I got out of shower, he had an aloe lotion in his hand and he applied them all over my body. I got dressed and left their house but didn't know where to go. I saw a Cadillac driving by that looked like a car service so I stopped it and got on it. I told the driver to drive me to Manhattan. As we were driving, he kept on asking me many questions about myself and what I was doing in Bronx. Initially I avoided giving him honest answers to his questions, but eventually I told him I had come up to the Bronx to have sex with my fuck buddy. He then told me he could also use a fuck buddy like me, and that he had a huge cock, but since his shifts are long, he doesn't get to fuck much. I was still high from Tina so a bit horny but the driver was too old, too fat unattractive black man that I didn't want to have sex with him. Then as we were stopped for a light, he told me to "look" so I looked where he pointed and it was his massive hard biggest thickest black cock I ever seen. My mind was still saying no but my ass started to twitch with hunger for this cock. Finally I told him okay. He drove me to an apt. building in Harlem. When we got in the door, he got naked and told me to get naked. As I stripped, he didn't wait but started to push himself into my hole. Even with all the loads, my hole was too tight for him. He started to spit into my hole and his cock and shoved into me again and again. I had to bite down hand to stop myself for screaming. Finally his cock won and popped into my ass then slowly made its way into my body. I tried to slow him down or ask him to stop, saying it hurt too much, but he disregarded my pleas and kept on doing what he was doing. He then started to fuck me really hard and deep. He kept on lifting me off and dropping me onto his cock as we switched position and location around the apartment. His cock felt amazingly long and wide. I kept on sensing he was getting deeper and deeper into me when all of sudden I felt another popping opening in my guts. He then planted his cock all the way in to my body and started to shoot his load into me. Few minutes later he pulled his cock out and told me to get dressed and he drove me to a subway stop in Harlem. I was in love with his cock, how he had fucked my hole so well. I felt utterly empty without him. I asked him if he would like to fuck me again and he said yes, so I gave him my phone number. As I headed home, I had to fight my urge to get down on my knees and suck someone on the subway. =)

I had to make a business trip to central Texas Saturday, so decided that instead of returning to Houston, is drive up I35 to Dallas for the night instead. Got a cheap motel online north of downtown and posted a couple ads on craigslist, with variations on the theme: "Blindfolded cumdump ass up for nutt (Addison/Dallas) Looking for quick pump n dump top to load my faggot ass with nutt Prefer black & Latino tops. RAW ONLY Send pic text or email" First guy was white, but had a nice fat dick, about 7.5" or so. Started sucking him and he wanted to suck me a little. But pretty soon he was ready to fuck. His raw cock felt so good slipping into my hole. Gave me a good hard fuck, climbing up on the bed and pistoning that dick into my hole before bring itdeep and unloading. Load number 2 came from a 21 year old mixed top. He slid into my well lubed hole and pounded away, making softly as he fucked me for about 5 minutes before plunging deep and unloading with a sigh. It got quiet after that and I ended up falling asleep. Sunday morning, before checkout, I hooked up with a guy off BBRTS that lived close to my hotel. He came, slid his raw dick into my hole and fairly quickly added another load to my ass. Definitely worth the trip!

Got two anon loads at bookstore tonight, but oops forgot to ask HIV status

So as of last year i'm now poz, I really wanna get usedas a cumdump but live up north, any suggestions?

You'll have to see this one. Amazing vid. I hesitated at first posting this link as I am not entirely sure if it is commercial or homemade. I tend to think the last but it could also have been made for a Brazilian porn site (language is Portuguese I think). Anyway, it's on Xtube. Fucking hot bottom gets fucked and his ass destroyed by a sexy black guy with a massive cock, Top dumps four loads in him and fucks in the load that the cameraman dumps on the guy's hole. If the moderator thinks this is commercial then feel free to remove this entry (instead of banning me :-). But it's too hot not to point you to. http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=PeRZG-G200-#.VUD2vXkcTIU

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Alright. I'll see if I have time to write this week.

Then give us the next chapter.......

I love fucking women and being fucked by men, a Tgirl would be awesome

Sex in dark places is so hot for so many men and I can't understand why saunas and sex clubs don't provide more dark spaces. A sauna in Santiago (Chile) comes to mind. All the action takes place in the darkest parts of a hallway because they don't provide adequate dark spaces. I find the same thing happening in saunas in Montreal (Canada). At GI-Joe, sort of a leather sauna in Montreal, there are several public slings but none of them in a dark enough place for the more anon action. I wish some of the larger saunas offered rooms in both lighted and dark areas. I would like to see a public sling in a very dark room, so anonymous bottoms could get bred by totally anonymous horny tops.

Massive turn on, the first time was when this hot guy was fucking a guy on a bed, l climbed up on th bed and put my mouth on top the guy being fucked ass and smiled at the guy doing the fucking, he grinned massively and pulled hIs cock out and fucked my face for a bIt then went back to the ass, this continued back and forth until he blew is load up the guys ass.

Agree. Poppers, poppers, poppers...and I have found Albolene is an amazing lube. I lube up a small dildo and slide it in, clamp down and pull it out and I'm lubed all the way in. BIG thick cocks slide in and there's no pain. BBC is the best but takes a little prep! Enjoy!

I was at the office today and really bored so I thought i would go on bbrt and i found a top who was very nearby and wanted a pig to take his load before meeting his friends. The only problem was he could not have guests and I was at the office. We tried to figure out and it became complicated but I was so horny for cock and cum. I decided to take the plunge and ask him to come to the office but told him I would meet him in front and we would need to fuck in the bathroom (which is never used on the weekends). He said sure. He came over and was hotter than I thought - we went to the bathroom I sat on the toilet and sucked him till he got hard. He then commanded me to turn around and spat on my hole. He shoved his very thick cock inside me and pounded me until her shot while i was bent over holding onto the toilet. He zipped up and left I pulled up my pants and went back to my desk feeling his load wet on my pants and oozing out from my hole.

No going back now

One guy, Jake, with whom I've been talking lately is, at 21, a few years younger than either Ari or me. Jake has known for the past four months that he is HIV positive, and he explained to me that he had chased hard for it, taking loads from guys who were up-front about being poz, as well as from random arcade glory hole cocks. Jake hasn't started meds and enjoys fucking around as both a top and a bottom. Since being diagnosed, he has fucked three chasers, two of whom have since tested poz but the status of the third won't known for a while as he won't be tested for a few more weeks. This tally doesn't include the possible infection of any guy who didn't specifically ask about Jake's status. All-in-all Jake estimates that, since converting, he has fucked six or seven guys, and taken an equal number of loads in his ass. Any how, I showed Jake pics of Ari, explaining that I wanted either have my Ari himself poz me, or have him arrange for me to be pozzed. Jake was definitely down for it, and asked if getting Ari to cheat on me would be easy. "I honestly don't know," I replied, and then asked "anyhow, how would I know if Ari cheated unless I caught him in the act?" Jake suggested I should orchestrate a 'chance meeting' with Ari where Jake could test the waters. I thought for a minute, and then mentioned Ari worked in a retail clothing store. With that information Jake came-up with a plan to determine if Ari would cheat on me, and if he did, it was likely Ari would end-up poz. And, if Ari didn't cheat, well, the door to a three-way was always open. With that, Jake instructed me not to have sex with Ari for awhile and asked where he worked. I agreed, and gave Jake the information, and also told him what days Ari has commented on as being slow-customer days. Thus armed, Jake could pick a time when he and Ari wouldn't be distracted by other customers, and during which Jake could test the waters.

This is a very cool community. Thank you rawtop for creating a place where we can meet others like us. :-) With exceptions that are too few to innumerate, I am a total bottom (i.e., every once in awhile, I enjoy sticking my cock in a warm ass, butt am not obsessed with it like I am receiving). For me being a bottom refers to my ass, hole, cunt, pussy, not my mouth.... I can use my mouth, and even like to, but not for long. My main desire is a top who's main desire is a guys ass, hole, cunt, pussy ( or whatever he may call it). One of my fantasy desires is to meet someone who is a groomer. To me a "groomer" is someone obsessed in the opposite way that I am (i.e., they are obsessed about man hole), but has taken it to another level when it comes to getting what they want. They have turned it into an art form. We all know that getting a bottom is easy, so "art form" is far from necessary, but it is a way of making sex more exciting for both parties. Here is an example of what I am talking about: Before moving I had a FB who I would describe as a "groomer." I met him on CL. His ad said that he liked to give massage and thats what I responded to. It took me quite awhile before I figured out this guy is a groomer, though looking back I can see how he controlled things right from the beginning even though I thought I was the one getting (a massage). He always wanted me to host and he always had certain ground rules (of control it turned out). He always wanted me to leave my door unlocked and be waiting in a darkened room lying face down naked and blind folded. We got together dozens of times, but I never saw him once. The first time he came over, he gave me a long, sensuous massage (all face down, which should have been a clue for me). He was so good at what he did that when he left I felt both totally relaxed and totally wired. He managed to get me totally sexually aroused and hungry, but didn't sate my arousal, just provoked it. He was already "grooming" me for the future. He only teased my hole. I found out later he did that for 2 reasons: one, to gauge me (i.e., find out if I was a bottom), and two: to make me hungry for more. He left my ass twitching I was so horny for more. After the first time, his "massages" became more and more focused on my ass. He always took the time to massage the rest of my body, but that became a short (but never felt hurried or rushed) procedure. That was a huge part of how hot this was, he never felt like he was in a rush or hurry, which spoke to me of perfect control, because no matter how turned on I was, he was always in control. What I learned, over time, was he was into opening my hole. That was his real desire all along. He got totally turned on by controlling and opening a guys cunt. He never fucked me, which at first both frustrated me and left me wanting more. He would use his mouth, hands and toys. Part of what made this very sensual was being blind folded all the time. I could tell that he brought toys and lubes because he would lay them out on my bed so they were touching my body. I couldn't see the toys, but I could feel them against me. Like a blind person, I could only imagine what was coming. He was so slow and purposeful about how he did things, I often couldn't figure out what he was doing. He wouldn't let me talk, but was very verbal, but not in a loud or forceful way. He would be working a toy into my hole and would encourage with words like "that's it, open your cunt for me...," which totally made me compliant. He liked to rim me after opening me with toys... or I thought he was rimming me. I found out after awhile that his rimming was really sucking on the edges of my cunt, helping it to rosebud (he took a picture of my cunt and sent it to me after one session and he had thoroughly rosebudded it and I didn't even realize it when it was happening). I moved away, but he told me after I moved that he had planned many things for me that we never got to. One was to tie me up spread eagle on my bed and pimp my hole out. While he didn't want to fuck me himself, he liked owning my hole and doing with it as he pleased. What made it so hot was how he did it. He was almost stealthy about getting what he wanted.

Part 3: Closer Sorry it's been a while on the update here. Eric had finals last week. And then things started getting very interesting. Needless to say, I signed the contract last week, and I added a note to it "sorry for cumming on it" after I signed it. I slid it underneath his door and anxiously awaited. A few days later, I received a package in the mail. The return address was left blank. I wasn't sure what to expect. As I opened it up, it was obvious who it came from. It was a white cock-shaped dildo. I'd guess around 8 inches in length and somewhat thick. And, at the base of the dildo cock in magic marker, the handwritten word "POZ" appeared. A bottle of KY was included in the package. And a note. It took me a few moments to process what I was looking at. I definitely wasn't expecting this. The note read "Use this dildo to practice taking poz cock. Mine is longer and thicker, but this will be good practice. While you fuck yourself with this dildo, remind yourself that you are being fucked by a poz cock. Text me a picture of it inside your ass so I know you are still serious. And I will give it to you soon." I didn't waste any time at all. I never used a dildo on myself before. It just felt weird. I applied lots of lube to my hole and the dildo and started forcing it into me. I paused for a moment as I noticed the "POZ" lettering at the base. And then I did as instructed. I imagined being fucked by Eric's poz cock. I could have cum in a few seconds, but then remembered I had to take a picture. I was only able to get the tip of the dildo near my hole as I took the picture. I made sure that the POZ lettering was clearly legible. I wanted him to see the evidence of my willingness to take his cock. After snapping the pic, I worked the dildo inside of me and imagined the pozzing that awaited me. Within a few minutes, I shot my load all over my stomach and chest. Even though I just came, I was still turned out which was rare for me. I texted Eric the picture and texted a few words with the pic. "I want ur poz cock in me so fucking bad!" And then I waited for what seemed to be an eternity. It took Eric a day reply to my text. I've never been so eager for a hookup. What was this spell he had over me? I didn't care. I wanted him. And that's all that mattered. His response once again wasn't what I expected. It read "My viral load is very high. One fuck should do the trick."

Tonight. In an adult bookstore. Thru a gloryhole.

That is fucking hot! I love the taste of cum and ass juice

Hey, cheatingjock, I think you requested a cheating story. LOL

Love where this is heading

Spent 1 night in California last night. Posted ads on BBRt, CL and A4A. Well in no time, I had cummers showing up at my hotel door. I left the door ajar, turned the lights down low, slipped on my blindfold and lubed up my hole and they filtered in 1 by 1. In a 4 hour period, I took 17 loads. They just kept cumming and cumming and some of them even returned for a repeat session. One guy that wanted me to see him was a big muscular black guy with a HUGE cock who totally wrecked my hole. He went for a good 45 minutes. I had so much cum in my hole by the end of the night. Hope to do it again sometime soon and try and break the 17 record. Best night ever!!

The crazy thing about this exchange, too, is that i'm standing in his office, a naked, hairless pierced fuck twat in a chastity, calling myself a "cumdump" -- and he still just says, "use a condom." lol

Win the lottery and do a road trip across the US and then Europe. Taking loads in a different city every night.

Good rule of Thumb... Get tested for EVERYTHING, every 3 months regardless of symptoms if you are "ACTIVE"....

I'm a (gay) top, so physically it's the other way for me -- fucking straight, bi and gay guys in relationships is incredibly hot. I have no problem playing with guys who are cheating (nor with cheating or being cheated on). All of the parties are adults, old enough to know what they need. This is true even of the spouse: if sex isn't happening at home, it should be obvious that it's going to happen elsewhere. I don't buy the notion that there's some "healthy" gay relationship ideal from which playing with attached guys distracts us. Sometimes, incredible intimacy can develop in an affair. It just isn't analyzed, belabored, or taken for granted as it is in conventional relationships. And sometimes, in addition to the sexual chemistry and the excitement of sneaking of around, I welcome the limitations imposed by fucking an attached guy. Maybe I want to enjoy my space and freedom and leave the marrying, the parenting and the other societal obligations to him.

I have a straight fuckbuddy who calls me once a year, always when his wife is pregnant. He is 28 now, married for 6 years, and father to 5 boys already. He is a short turkish guy with an enormous sex drive and a fat cut cock, hard and ready to shoot 24/7. When his wife is about to give birth to the next child, she will not let him touch her for about 8 weeks, which is far too much for him. He then calls me and I will let him fuck me. He seems to have never heard about condoms, never mentioned the option. I prepare my hole well, since he goes for it without any foreplay. He just shoves in balls deep and gives me a brutal pounding. His first load cums after only 5 seconds, but he will not get soft for about 2 hours, and I always end with at least 4 loads of turkish boys in my guts. He doesn't talk much but always remarks that my ass looks great (round and white), and that it feels even better than a cunt, and that I can take him much longer without complaint about pain than his wife does. I will never turn him down when he calls me, and I hope that he will have many more kids.

I have a married fuck buddy. About every two weeks he will call and come over. He only wants to fuck me. Always bareback And he always cums deep in my ass. He will shoot two or three loads up me then leave.

Goferit! I was cracking up as I typed it. It's a nice alternate view from the hetero-centric world we live in, isn't it?

The looser my hole get the sluttier it gets. Love the feeling of seed dripping down my leg. Love feeling my hole and seeing how sloppy and wet it is. That to me is the ultimate

I was recently in Santiago, Chile and noticed that attitudes towards homosexuality have changed quite a bit. A 20 yr-old told me that he was on a city bus with his dad, who knows his son is gay. A couple of young gay boys were also on the bus, singing and having a good time, when someone on the bus started yelling: "Those faggots, get off the bus!". The father of the boy stood up and said that his son was gay and that he was proud of him. "And the person who has to get off the bus is you!" pointing at the person who had started complaing. Then people on the bus started clapping. When I told this story to a niece of mine, she told me that something similar had happened in her university class. She is attending Medical School at a Catholic university and in one of the religion classes a priest started saying that homosexuality is a sin, etc, etc. One of the students got up and told the priest that he is gay and that he cannot identify with anything the priest was saying about being gay. Then, the students began to clap and the priest had to shut up. Attitudes towards same-sex relations have changed in many countries. But what has to change next is the attitude towards free sex between men. Yeah, many people are willing to accept men getting married and living together, but the need that men have for porn and impersonal/anonymous sex is still not accepted. Let's face it, men like sex and this fact should be accepted. This is for me the big one.

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. =)

I am 38 years old and do not think I have ever pulled out with out at least leaving one load. I let my bottoms know he is going to have my cock in his ass for more than a few minutes. I blow the first load deep if I am asked to pull out. I can cum without making a sound if I have to. I have faked a cramp a few time in order to take a break so my cock can rest a few before I go round two. So if he does not have time for the fuck it is his loss. I like to be in the hole long enough that he knows he has been fucked three days later.

I hooked up with a guy a few months back who had insisted when we were chatting online that it had to be safe. He had a big enough cock, about 9" & slightly thicker than average, so I didn't complain. We wasted little time on niceties when I got there, he had me drop to my knees in the hallway and start sucking his already hard cock. Within a minute he was ripping the wrapper off a condom, pulled my head off and walked into the living room telling me to bend over the couch. He yanked my pants down and shoved his cock right up me. Now, I had prelubed after cleaning out, so this wasn't as difficult or painful as you might think, but when he got to my inner ring, he just kept pushing, telling me to "relax and take it". With a lot of focus and some careful movement, I managed to line him up right and finally one of his thrusts went right thru, popping like a jar opening, but it was just nicely tight. He started saying "yeah, that's it" over and over. He kept up a steady rhythm for a good 10 minutes and my hole accommodated him snugly. Then he gripped me hard and shouted "fuck yeah here it comes" and shot off while still thrusting hard. The usual couple of bumps and grinds to finish off followed, then he slid out and sat down beside me on the couch. "You gonna clean this up or what?" he asked, and I immediately knelt down to find a slimy, cum-covered cock with the remains of a shredded condom crammed like a rubber ring around the base. "When did that happen?" I asked, slightly surprised. "When your ass couldn't take my cock, it snapped. It was your fault. Now you're full of my cum, slut. Suck it." And he chuckled like some Bond villain. Needless to say, I obliged with the cleaning. Had another two fucks afterwards. No more mention of condoms.

I like this thread -- I'm very into how a true btm's hole changes with use, especially the ones that are totally smoothed out inwards, like a funnel. The feeling of sliding into that... very nice.