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This story is inspired by a recent post by traindriver68 on his experience on the heath. Part one I had heard about Hampstead Heath and how wild it could be, but had never had a chance to go as I didn't live in London. To be honest, it also scared me a little as I knew what could happen, but at the same time it exerted a horrid fascination. Then one hot summer night I found myself staying overnight in London on business. Before I realised what I was doing, I took the tube and found myself on the edge of the heath. It wasn’t quite dark and there was enough light to see a path leading into the bushes. I followed it for a while, aware of some figures moving around me but I couldn’t find what I was looking for – the notorious “fuck tree”. I paused, my heart pounding in my chest and beginning to have serious doubts about what I was doing there. Did I really want this? My palms were sweaty with excitement and fear. Just as I determined to retrace my steps and get out of there a voice said “What’s up, you lost kid?” I turned to see a chubby, middle-aged guy wearing a leather waistcoat over his bare chest, leather jock strap and boots. Beside him was a taller, thin guy in denim shorts and sleeveless t-shirt. My throat was dry, but I nodded and managed a smile, my eyes fixed on the bulge in his jock. “Jesus, a newbie.” Croaked the second guy. They grinned and took my arms in theirs. “C’mon, we’ll show you the way.” We moved deeper into the heath, pushing through some bushes and into a clearing where an old tree had fallen on its side. It was packed with guys, sucking and fucking around the tree. I paused and felt my heart skip a beat. The chubby guy laughed. “Nasty, ‘ain’t it? You up for this?” “Here,” the other guy handed me a bottle of poppers. I took a deep sniff and felt the aroma sweep through me, melting my muscles and sweeping away my reluctance. They led me down into the crowd of sweaty, excited men. Many of them had stripped, and I was engulfed in sweaty naked bodies. There was a fat, balding man bent over the log being fucked by a younger guy in a baseball cap. I clearly saw the cock going in and out of his arse and there was no condom in sight. The thin guy handed me the poppers, then pulled my head down and levered his cock out of his shorts. It was dripping pre-cum and I eagerly lapped it up. I could sense we were becoming the centre of attraction and a number of hands began to caress my body and tug at my jeans. The chubby guy in the leather jockstrap squeezed my hand. “Easy kid, don’t be scared.” He whispered and his hands loosened my belt buckle, allowing my jeans and underwear to be tugged down by the denizens around us. I found myself being pulled over to the tree, and just managed to step out of my jeans and underpants before I tripped. Gently, but firmly I was bent over the log beside the fat guy lying there who put an arm over my shoulder and began to kiss me. Someone got in front of me and offered me a stubby cock which I began to suck. But as I felt the warm night air on my naked backside I asked myself what was I doing? Someone smeared lube into my arsehole, and I jumped with surprise, now scared and unsure of what I wanted. The fat man’s arm held me down. “Easy, son” he said “ Let them breed you.” I asked for poppers and as the chemical swept through me I felt a thick cock begin to open me up. I reached back and felt the bare shaft as it slowly slid up me, and groaned in surrender. I heard a low chuckle and looked back to see the chubby guy in the leather jockstrap riding me. He had discarded the waistcoat and I saw he had two tattoos on his chest of a scorpion and a biohazard symbol. He leant over me and began thrusting hard and animal like into me until I felt his cock stiffen and throb and he grunted like a pig. “Oh yeah,” He gasped. “No turning back now, kid!”

Friday evening came and I showed up to be gang-fucked and seeded. I was led into the bottom's waiting area and started stripping down when the host came in. I greeting him but he wasn't smiling tonight. I asked if something was wrong and he answered, "Well, I've been having problems lately." I asked and he continued, "I had some problems gathering tops for you due to the positive top problem." "I don't have a problem with it." I replied. "Two other groups seem to," he responded, "The tops and the bottoms." He hesitated a moment then continued, "You've seen the reaction of some of the bottoms once they learn there are positive tops in the breeding group, so you know why I'm concerned about that. I generally don't have problems getting bottoms since so many have gang bang fantasies. Previously the problem was sorting out the ones that really wanted to live the fantasy and those who didn't. You clearly do and with a passion." "Go on." I prodded. "Now my problem is with my pool of tops. I've managed to put together a sizable pool of tops that are willing to breed willing cum-dumps on a regular basis at the drop of the hat." I nodded a bit of understanding. "I've had a problem lately with the negative tops since they've been sharing all of you with admitted positive tops. Some of them are afraid of becoming infected by sharing bottoms and are starting to refuse to participate." I understood and told him so. "So," I asked, "Where does that leave us for this evening? No one showed?" "Not as many as I expected" He looked thoughtful for a moment and continued, "I've made some decisions and I'm going to let you know about the new changes. I silently thought, 'Oh Shit! If I get fucked tonight, it's my last time.' "Starting tonight, I'm not announcing positive tops in the fucking room, only to the bottoms in this room and, this is a big AND, only if I know. From this point on, I'm not revealing status in the fucking room." "What about me after tonight?" "You'll be invited back. You've been a welcome addition to our cum-dump pool. Too ready in fact. I was somewhat scared to try to set this evening up." "I've sorry for the trouble." "The only problem I had was due to you specifying that I include positive tops." "You couldn't find any? Or too many?" "That's my secret tonight. In response to your demands, I'm keeping even the number of tops and their status from you. You are not only going to know how many tops are lined up for you, I'm not going to tell you their status, now or afterwards. That's my stand for the night, is that understood." I agreed, and asked, "What happens after tonight? Will I be invited back?" He responded that I seemed to be somewhat a favorite with several of the tops that generally participated. "Especially when they all have to wait in line for a willing hole to breed." "Tonight?" I asked. "All I'm telling you is that you're going to be fucked by more than one top tonight and that's it. You'll have to tell me afterwards how many and if you think they were positive." "Fair enough." Shortly I was wearing my blindfold, being led into the fucking room and strapped in for my latest ride, or 'being ridden'. I was somewhat distracted by the host's conversation with me as I waited for the tops to be brought in. That distraction ended quickly when I felt fingers probing my ass. "Please, " I moaned, "Please fuck me." "You want my cock boy?" "I want your cock and please, I need your cum." "You'll get it boy, give me time." "I've got nothing but time." I responded. "Breed me, please!" His cock into my ass settled that question. Fingers snapped resulted in the poppers. The head rush kicked in just as he hit bottom. All I remember about that fucking was that it took a while and I was in heaven when I heard him start his grunting, feeling his rhythm faltering and, finally, his clinching my ass to his pelvis and feeling him cumming inside me. I went into that level of ecstasy that I had been seeking for the past month or so. I had just been bare fucked and shot full of his semen. The kicker was that I had no idea who he was or his status. I might have just been made positive and it gave me a strangely warm feeling which confused me until I felt him pulling slowly out of my ass. It didn't take long to be filled by another cock, then another load of cum. I was ready to settle into that mindlessness that I had learned to love while being fucked by a number of horny bastards that I knew nothing about and wouldn't recognize if I passed them at work or in a restaurant. Then I felt that reassuring clinching of my hips that I recognized as the precursor of another load of beloved cum. I whispered, "Breed me."

Part 2 The chubby guy got off me, and I felt a gush of wetness drip over my balls as his cock slid out of me. I was shocked, scared and surprised at what I had done, but my cock was rock hard as I stood up and moved away from the tree. More and more men were arriving all the time and the clearing was filling with sweaty, rutting bodies. I heard a noise and peered into some bushes beside me. There were three or four figures squirming in the dirt and leaves. One was a twink, clearly drunk or high and out for the count, whilst the others were older, predatory. They were taking turns fucking the supine body lying in the dirt, and their eyes glittered with lust as they saw me standing there. I backed away and bumped into someone standing behind me. He was tall, muscular and dark skinned with long fingernails on the hand which gripped my bicep. “I know what you’re thinking.” He whispered in a low voice as dry as the leaves rustling around us. “You want to be him, don’t you?” His eyes were glinting redly though there was no light around to reflect the colour. I couldn’t speak as he led me away from the clearing and into a small hollow. At the bottom were three naked men, as muscular and dark skinned as the other was, with a balding middle-aged stock-broker type on his knees as one of them crouched over his upraised buttocks fucking him. I was led over to the group and forced to my knees. The man who’d brought me was held in some deference by the others. “Breed him” He whispered to the guy fucking. The balding man gave a groan of pleasure and also something else – fear? – as the cock plunged in and out of him. Then the top came with a gasp of ecstasy, filling the bottom with what I assumed was toxic cum. The dark-skinned man bent and kissed me, his lips burning and the kiss melted me like jelly. Beside us, the balding man got to his feet and staggered off into the gathering darkness and I was alone with them. His cock had stiffened, huge and veiny with a drool of cum at the tip. “It’s time,” He said. “Get on your knees with your worthless face in the dirt…”

That early morning meeting with Paul did not go well at all. I had managed to find a liquor store just before closing and bought a six pack of Paul's favorite imported ale. In the long run I ended up drinking it. He arrived at my place about ten minutes after I got home and his first question was did I have fun? It went downhill from there. I told him about the previous party and the results of the second HIV kit. He went quiet. After sometime, he finally asked me why I went back and stayed once I knew that one of the tops was positive. He didn't like the answer at all. I finished the second half of his beer after he stormed out. Then, being early Saturday morning, I finished the other five. A pretty good night except for that one bump in the road. Tuesday afternoon I got a phone call from the clinic telling me my test results were back. I asked about them but they told me that I would have to speak to the doctor. I was annoyed but made another appointment and made arrangements. I had forced myself to be ready for the announcement but it was hard to keep my calm. I'm normally an optimistic person but I had already been led to believe something life altering and simply expected this news to be the same. To say that I was stunned simply doesn't begin to cover it. My clinic tests had come back negative, that I hadn't been infected. I was told that simply because these tests hadn't shown any signs of infection didn't mean that much, especially if I continued having unprotected sex. The phrase, 'unprotected sex, my multiply bare fucked ass!,' ran through my mind and, thankfully stopped there. I understood the doctor's concern but it meant little to me. I loved being fucked and loaded. I was a full-fledged cum-dump junkie now. Who they are, what they do other than my ass didn't concern me. All I want from them is a good fucking and their cum inside me. The following month was far too dry. No word from Paul so I felt he had abandoned me before finding out I wasn't positive. I had messaged and left voice mails after the visit to the clinic, but he hadn't returned any of them. I had tried placing ads and some of the online services looking for bareback sex and got nothing but flakes. Braggarts describing their cocks and how they wanted to do me bare but not showing. What nagged at me the most was the texts I had sent to the breeding party host. They continued going unanswered. That's what had me really beside myself. I had participated willingly and played with my fate and health. Now nothing. I considered driving to the building the breeding parties had been held in but doubted at this point that it would do anything positive. I kept scanning ads and online services looking for some bareback action but kept coming up short for some reason. I was aggravated that I had gone from feast to famine so to speak concerning being fucked raw. I was at low ebb late Thursday evening when I got a text from the breeding party host. He wanted me to call him. I made the call and he asked if I was still interested in participating in future breeding parties. I instantly asked when the next one was. He was working on it, he responded. Strangely enough he asked me if I had any suggestions for a next party, what would I want? I knew what I wanted. Cock and more cock, cum and more cum. I said so. That, he said he could do. I asked how many bottoms he planned for the next party. He asked how many I wanted to share tops with. My mind went cold and I answered, "None. I want to be the only bottom." I had one request. "I know you've been able to arrange up to twelve tops for a session. How many do you think you could arrange for the next breeding session?" He didn't know but would start checking and asked when I wanted it to happen. I thought about it and asked him to arrange however many he could round up in by the next weekend. "Let me get this straight," he asked, "You want to be the only bottom, right?" I agreed. "And you want how many tops?" I responded, "As many as you can arrange between now and then." "Okay, I'll pull it together. Anything else?" he asked. "Yes." I hesitated then told him, "Make sure that there are as many HIV positives as you can round up in the group." The phone was quiet for over a minute. I finally heard him ask, "You want positives in your gang fuck? You're sure?" "Yes."

The next two weeks weren't quite the living hell I had expected. I did a lot of reading and contacted a local clinic listed as "Gay Friendly." Since it looked as though I had been infected, I felt that I needed to learn as much as possible so I could deal with what I had done. Still, I wanted more. I tried but couldn't reach Paul most of the first week which I took badly. I couldn't bring myself to check for any hookups. I was oscillating between wanting to be fucked and not wanting to move at all. Still, I found myself wanting more of what had caused all my new, major problem. I corrected myself. The situation provided the problem, I knew and had accepted the risk and had participated willingly. After contacting the clinic, the soonest appointment I could get was a bit over two weeks from the time I contacted. I just couldn't bring myself to believe a drug store test kit, but still wasn't holding out hope. A week and half after the last party, I got a message inviting me to another party. My first reaction was fuck it. Two hours later I had decided. If I was positive, how much more infected could I get? I wanted to be a cum-dump again. I texted back. I found myself a bit early and wondering if anyone else was going to show up or if I was going to be the single cum-dump for the night. That idea DID excite me in a strange way which make me wonder how many tops were lined up for the evening. Shortly another guy younger than me was ushered in. As with last time, he was younger and better looking, I felt. If the tops were the one making the choices, then I might be losing out. Before long two other guys showed up, one nearly my age and the other young and more fit than me. "Cum-dumps," came the now familiar voice of our host. "Hmm," he glanced at me and welcomed me back. "Tonight we've got twelve tops looking to use you for their pleasure. I was considering letting it be a round robin circle of musical asses again, but decided to do tonight what didn't happen last time. In other words, in this case, since there are four of you then twelve tops mean three each randomly assigned to fuck and breed you until they can't go anymore. How does that sound? Interested?" I was somewhat disappointed at the idea of ONLY three but hoped they would be multi-orgasmic. "Good, but conscience forces me to tell you all that we have two HIV positive tops tonight. Both volunteered the information. One is on meds which means that the likelihood of infection is negligible, nearly as safe as a negative top. On the other hand, the other positive top is not on meds and potentially infectious. I just felt you should know." The older guy and one of the younger guys glanced at each other. Shortly there were two of us. "You two are sure you understand the situation? Now that it's just you two, then that means six tops will be randomly assigned to each of you and you'll be their cum-dumps for the evening till they can't cum anymore. " I nodded. "Okay, then, let's make this happen." Shortly I was in the now familiar position, secured to the fucking bench with my ass liberally lubed for the start of the breeding party. I knew at I was about to get at least six loads and hoped they were all capable of breeding me twice. I weighed in my mind that if I got the positive top I'd be taking more infectious cum but, since I'm already probably positive, the kit said so, what the hell? "Gentlemen!" Our host's voice rang out after a door opened. "I had planned and attempted to arrange more cum-dumps for your use, but things fell through. I hope you find tonight's entertainment acceptable. Keep in mind that both of these cum-dumps know that they are here to service you and take any and all loads you provide them. There are to be no pull-outs, when you cum, shoot it completely inside them. They are cum-dumps and want your cum and as much as you are willing to gift them with. Please step to the center of the room and we'll work out which cum-dump you're gifting. Since there are two, we're assigning six of you to each and feel free to use them until you're done tonight. No limit other than your ability. It was completely different from the first two times I had been an anonymous cum-dump here. It was, however, similar to the last time when I was the sole hole. I just found myself almost jealous of not being the complete center of attention. I suppose some might have considered it humiliating to be letting man after man shoving their cocks into their ass and shooting their cum into them. Not me. I loved it since I felt that I was serving a purpose and supplying pleasure for a horny male and was happy for their horny attention. Normally I would have been hitting the poppers far more heavily but this time I was trying to keep track of how many times I was being fucked and how many loads I was taking. I was hitting the poppers as I heard the top fucking me at that moment start grunting and feeling his rhythm faltering. His pelvis met mine and held there and I paid momentary attention and drifted back to that mindlessness that I had learned to love during these gang fucks. I snapped for another shot of poppers and something crossed my mind. That thought escaped as I felt the vial against my nose and took a breath for each nostril. I knew I had just taken another load of raw cum into my ass and felt a warm glow at that thought. I felt at that moment I knew for sure what my role in life was. I was a cum receptacle for horny tops. I was a bit fuzzy for a moment and resumed counting. I had been fucked four times and something nagged at me about that last top. That thought slid away instantly when the next top took his place in my ass. Despite my haze and the amount of cum in my ass acting as the perfect lube, I needed to control my breathing as he slid into me. He was the largest cock that had ever invaded my ass and the lube and fucking hadn't prepared me for him. I heard myself whimpering and tried to keep from crying out for him to take it easy. I snapped for the poppers and hit them three or four times and took several deep breaths. His invasion of my ass slowed shortly and, I felt his hands clenching my hips as he buried his huge organ inside me. There was no question I had just been bred by him. By my count, I had been fucked eleven times and, almost felt a bit of regret that that monster cocked top hadn't taken a second round with me. Almost. Still, I guessed that I had been bred every time, hoped I had. I wanted every drop. Greedy as I was, I was still satisfied and somewhat shaky when I felt someone releasing the straps and leading me back to the bottom's waiting area. I was asked if I wanted to shower but I declined, telling him I wanted to keep all the cum as long as possible and loved seeing the stains in my underwear and jeans. I had mixed feelings during the drive home. I was soulfully satisfied at how the evening had gone and had loved every minute of it. I was enjoying the thought that there had been eleven loads of cum put into me by horny men that simply wanted to gain sexual relief and I was happy to have given them that service. I was about ten minutes from home when I got a text from Paul. I called him and he asked if he could come by. I came straight clean with him and told him where I had been tonight. He was silent for a long moment. I asked if he still wanted to drop by and the silence continued. I was just about to hang up when I heard a quiet, "Yes, I do."

It was a pleasant 4th of July, the temps had finally diminished to a almost comfortable level, dropping from the low 100’s to the low 90’s. I had dinner with the family and easy conversation while watching a few movies, and returned home to find frightened kitten cowering in the hall, the furthest from any window where the fireworks could be heard booming outside. Calmed cat down, I cuddled with my fiancé, and soon it was almost 11:00 PM and we were both drifting off to sleep, but I decided to check my phone and, as an after thought, hit the Grindr icon, as I hadn't checked in all day. Almost immediately saw I had two messages. The first had been sent at 10:30 that morning. I kicked myself as the message said “Feeling piggy. Hosting all day.” The message had been sent by a hot 28 year old. I replied explaining I had just seen the message and was sorry I couldn’t participate in his piggy fun since I was already in bed. The second message was from a guy 'Bottom Pig Boy', who said “White 25 thin college boy looking for regular guy for fun and $ome help with school.” “Bottom Pig Boy,” I replied, “I only fuck raw and I don’t pull out. Do you?” I waited a few minutes and was about to put phone down when he replied back with two pictures of his ass and a frontal of torso/cock. I spent the next half hour messaging back and forth and finally told the boy I was falling asleep and would text him in the morning if he was still looking. In the morning boyfriend indicated he was going out for bike ride and would be back in a few hours before it got too f’king hot, so I texted the pig boy that I was free to cum over and he shot me an address which was about three miles away. I arrived to a modest home, thinking he must not really need the money if he lived here. I knocked and he answered in a jock strap low slung basketball shorts and a tank top. His body looked great and might have been one of a 25 year old but he looked much younger, much more like a teenager, so I asked to see his identification. He sheepishly produced a driver's license which clarified that he had actually just turned 18. I frowned at seeing this and he admitted to having falsified his age, but he added "Would you have agreed to come over if you knew I was just 18?” I told him I might have if he had been honest with me to begin with and started to retreat. “Please Daddy stay, I’m sorry for deceiving you,” he begged and I let the little pig plead and beg me, while making it look like I was on my way towards the door. Finally he placed himself between me and the door and kissed me deeply. I had him. He was going to be mine. I pulled out a liability release I had drafted for just such cases, and he signed readily before dropping down to suckle my cock through my shorts, running his hands up my body and pinching my nipples, finally pulling out my hardening cock and deep throating me. I felt my cock hit the back of his mouth and placed a hand on his head. He had offered me a little bottle of water when I had arrived and I had consumed about half of it. At this point I finished it off, and, holding his head on my nearly ridged cock, I let the stream begin slowly at first but letting the pressure increase as he gulped down my piss. When I stopped the flow he stood up and shared the last drops with me in a passionate kiss. After a couple of minutes of making out, he told me of his predicament: the house belonged to his parents who were away for the weekend. He also explained he and his best friend had been going at it since his birthday a couple months back, but the BF was gone for the weekend, which left his totally horned up and, since his part time job paid minimum wage, basically broke. Finally, he was staring at large tuition payments that he would need to shoulder alone, as his parents' income made him ineligible for financial aid, but at the same time they had refused to help cover his bills when he had messed up in his first semester of college. Too much fucking around. We made out on the couch for a bit and he laid me back and rimmed my hole, getting me rock hard then he slid up my body and began kissing me, sinking his ass down my steel shaft, using only his spittle for lube. He was tight and it felt not quite cleaned out as good as he could be, so I told him I needed to finish pissing. Sure enough, when he slid off me, my cock covered with both his ass juices and spots of blood and brown speckles. This didn't phase him, however. He immediately dropped down and cleaned off my cock, then offering me his hand lead me upstairs to what I figured was the master suite and lead me into an enormous shower enclosure with a seat across one end. TBC

Hi everyone, here is the story of my last load. Am a 25 year old british indian guy with very little experience in gay sex, hadnt been fucked in over 8 months. I met a black guy i had been teasing on grinder with pics of my ass, we went to his place while is kids and wife were out and we got down to business. After lubing up, he spent a while just sliding his thick black cock up and down between my plump butt cheecks before he asked me to blow him. After a good while of face fucking me , we moved to anal, I asked him if her had a condom and he said yeah while sliping on on to his tool. He told me to get on his huge leather sofa , kneel on the cushion and lean forwards over the back while pushing my booty backwards. After the initial pain of getting my ass pussy stretched after so long , we settled into a slow fuck , it felt quite nice, enjoying his nice cock going in and out of me . A while later he suddenly popped out of me and I felt him fiddling around behind me before putting his dick back at the edge of my pussy... then he pushed in. I felt a difference IMMEDIATELY, like in the very first thrust things felt really nice, cozy and kinky.... it just felt naughty , natural and nice. He kept going and i kept feeling so damn good, so i asked him if the condom was still there and he casually told me no while he continued to pound my ass even harder. I was a bit scared and told me wait wait wait i dont do raw and he reassured me that he would not cum inside me, i reluctantly agreed, no doubt the pleasure from my rear was having an effect in that decision. We switched to missionary, I had a good look at his bare shiny lubed cock before he slipped into me again and resumed tenderising my bum while stroking my dick untill i shot my load all over my chest when i saw him nearning his limit i finally gathered myself and told him to cum in my mouth. after an intense blow job and face fuck he blew his load down my throat. it just made me think, i've always loved the idea of having someone seed my ass but never went for it since i saw a cousin die of hiv related medical issues but that was scary how easy it was for me to have gotten a load into me from a total stranger. i still jerk off when i remember how that raw cock made me feel ...

Did a lunchtime sauna visit, got two loads in my arse . Anyway I heard two blokes talking about a cruising wooded area which uunbelievably is a 5 min walk from my house..... and I never knew. I drove there this evening, hot guy with an eLectrical maintenance shirt jacket on, I sucked that guy in the woods and I turned around whilst he fingered my cummy hole he was hesitant about fucking me, asked if I had condoms,,, er No,, sucked him more, nice thick uncut dick, someone else walked through the trees, tall stocky bloke and presented his cock for sucking, I obliged, the other bloke win a wedding ring on btw, decided o fuck me, shorts around my ankles sucking this other bloke who also was holding my arse cheeks open, I was fucked hard and he was really moaning, he came right up my arse balls deep, the other guy moved I thought he was leaving, he moved to my arse and felt my cummy hole and just shoved it in me, I was then sucking the electricians cock clean tasting all the previous cum loads mixed together. He left and the new guy was fucking me really hard, I pushed back on a tree for support, he came in my cum lubed hole and asked me to clean it I did he went, just a few guys mooching around just wanted sucking off, not one cut cock, everyone tonight was uncut, 4 out of 6 gad wedding rings on, really exciting place and evening. Anyone local to me, message me and I will tell you where this rampant place is .awesome.

Met up with a buddy this weekend. Poz undectable. I'm neg. We fuck raw of course. Started off with a three way where the 3rd wanted banged with rubbers. He was super tight. Buddy then focused on me after we both fucked the third a few times. Rubbers off and his big 8" curved dick was ready for my tight hole. He showed the third what a good bottom I was and how I love to take those loads raw. Had me up on all fours fucking doggy style at the end of the bed. Then moves me to the center of the bed and fucks me. Grabs the poppers and I knew I was gonna get his load. Fucks me and goes all the way in and I can feel his dick throb as he unloads deep in me. He says in me and we slide flat on the bed. After a few minutes ass is back in the air and he is fucking me again. His dick never left my ass. Again another great fuck and he unloads #2 in me. Another 10 or 15 minutes pass and I work him for load #3 for the night. I got three loads in me Saturday night. Went to bed with them in me. Sunday rolls around and the afternoon hits. Before he leaves I want more. Again doggy style I got one load. Then he wanted to push me to new limits with his big dick. That was load #4 The final load was pure bliss. He wanted to push my limits. This time I was on my back. Instantly his big dick hit my prostate. He fucked me fast and hard. I was screaming like a bitch. I was in sensory overload as he kept pounding my hole and hitting the prostate. He dumped load #5 in me and the end results was a dripping hole of cum. Dripping out of my ass and as my ass is up over the edge of the bed it's dripped into a puddle onto the floor. 5 loads of cum in me this weekend. Best buddy!

"Okay guys, we all know why you're here. You've either had the fantasy of being a cum-dump or done it before and want to do it again. Either way, that's what we're going to do here tonight." He was a good looking younger guy, about six foot, maybe 185 pounds with dark brown hair. The term "cum-dump" made my insides tingle from the way he said it. "We're going to do this in a different sort of way than you might have thought or, maybe, wanted, but I'm about to tell you how we're going to do this tonight. We're going to play a game somewhat based on 'Musical Chairs'." He was addressing six other guys and me. "I hope you all understood when you came to this little party that what's about to happen is you bottoms are all going to be anonymously fucked and, probably bred by a number of horny tops. You're all going to be blindfolded, led into the other room where you'll be secured to well padded fucking benches. You'll have use of your hands for poppers or anything else you need, you'll only have straps around your waist, thighs and ankles." I was getting aroused by his narration and trying to picture the situation all the while trying to suppress my physical reaction. I was also wondering if I was actually nuts for getting myself into this situation. I had actually shown up, knowing that, if what I had been told by my fuck-buddy was true, I was going to be fucked raw by more than one guy tonight. I had a hard time controlling my breathing and suppressing my erection urge. I was still somewhat a novice at bottoming but had thrown myself into the role after that first time. There had been several guys that had topped me but always safe. Most of them had insisted and I hadn't objected because I hadn't known what I was missing. Then Paul happened to me. He was my first and, up until tonight, my only bare fuck. He had cajoled me into letting him enter me without a condom by insisting that he just wanted to feel my ass bare and would pull out in a couple minutes. I'm sure he went beyond that "couple minutes" before I felt him thrusting faster and deeper. I started to say something to him about the condom but found myself enjoying his bare cock fully stroking in and out so much that I failed to get anything out of my mouth. Shortly thereafter I heard him growling softly, grabbing my hips and I got my first load of cum inside me instead of my mouth. He got up, grabbed his jeans and started for the door. I heard myself ask if he had to go. He hesitated a moment. I got my second breeding about thirty minutes later. Paul became a regular fuck buddy and, for some reason, the only one I would let bareback me. Soon, my interest in other guys slowed because sex with a condom simply didn't interest or excite me as much as feeling his bare cock and knowing that he was about to shoot his cum inside me. Paul was somewhat multi-orgasmic. He always left me well-fucked and with at least two loads in my ass, a few times, three. During the down time between we would talk, generally about sex and, eventually, fantasies. He had eventually gotten me to admit that I would like to be bare fucked by someone else and that I had been reading about anonymous sex, "pump and dump" as it was called. He enjoyed my light duty fantasies but seemed to keep circling back to getting me to flesh out my fantasies about being fucked raw by guys I didn't know and taking their cum. That's what led me to being in this room with six other guys and Paul's friend who seemed to be the guy in charge of this situation. "I'm going to explain what's about to happen tonight so everyone knows what they're getting into besides the fact you're going to be fucked bare and, likely leave here with cum in your respective asses." When I had been led into the room I had wondered who the bottoms were and who were the tops. Shortly I realized us seven were the bottoms. "We've got ten horny tops tonight for this party. I know two of them personally, met three of them at a few of these parties. The other five I don't know at all other than they were referred by trusted friends. You won't know their names and, since you'll all be blindfolded during the breeding, you won't even see them." He continued, "Now for how we're going to do it. To make things interesting, this isn't going to be a simple fuck and breed situation. We've got ten tops and we're going to make this interesting for you and them both. Once you're all situated on the benches, the tops are going to come in and work out who starts with which one of you about to be cum-dumps. Once his cock is inside you, I'm going to start music playing. While the music plays, your top is going to fuck you. At various intervals, I'm going to stop the music. At that point he's going to pull out and each top is going to move to the next hole and enter, waiting for the music to restart. That way each of you gets fucked by each of the tops. Once the music restarts he'll start fucking you. If he cums, he's to stay inside you until the music stops. Once he cums, one of the other tops will join the fucking circle." "Now," he stopped and looked each of us in the eyes directly and seriously, "here's the one thing you all need to understand before we start. Once we start the party and the 'Musical Ass' party, we're going to be here until the last top finishes. You are here to serve as cum receptacles and will be used as long as one of them is hard and wanting to breed you. I know for a fact that three of the tops I'm familiar with is able to supply five loads in under an hour. Once the fucking starts, you have NO say in it. Your ass is there for the use of any and all of these tops. If they cum, it's in you. Understand that, accept it, or leave now." He looked dead serious. I took a deep breath and thought about it. For some reason, the idea of being fucked by somebody I didn't know, might never see again and knew absolutely nothing about simply excited me to no end. I had to do this without knowing why. Two of the guys suddenly shook their heads and told him that they didn't want any of this and wanted to go. Surprisingly, he didn't take offense or get angry. He simply told them fine and if they ever changed their minds, let him know. He turned back to the remain four and me saying, "Well, that increases all your odds of leaving with cum in your ass and the amount. Okay, I can't really promise that you'll all be bred, but I can promise that you'll all be fucked and fucked a lot." We glanced at each other some smiling and sharing a feeling of bottom camaraderie. "Okay cum-dumps, strip down, if you're wearing jocks you can keep them on if you like but you need to be naked otherwise except for the blindfolds which are on that table over there. Get ready and I'll be back shortly to take you each to your fuck bench and secure you down. Lube up, popper up, just be ready in about five minutes or so." I was terrified once I was strapped in place, unable to see and knowing my bare ass was fully exposed and available for whoever or whatever was about to happen. Then I heard the door open and his voice. "Gentlemen, and by that I mean you Tops, here are five cum-dumps for your use and this evening's entertainment. They know that you're going to fuck each and every one of them and some of them will be rewarded with your cum if they please you. You do know the rules and know that once the music stops you pull out of that cum-dump's hole and move to the next one, enter him and wait for the music to start fucking. If you cum during the music, you push all the way in and wait for the music to stop. Raise your hand so I'll know You can take a seat, rest and enjoy the show, knowing that these cum-dumps are being used as they should and see if you're ready to rejoin the breeding circle." I was glad I had lubed up liberally to the point of it nearly running down my legs. The top that chose me was larger than Paul and it was uncomfortable but tolerable as he entered me. I was happy when I felt his pelvis meet my ass. I wasn't sure I would have been able to accept anymore cock. Then the music started. He pulled slowly out and thrust his entire length back into me with very little pain. Shortly I was enjoying his steady rhythm and took a shot of poppers. My eyes were closed and I was thinking just how different it felt from Paul fucking me. Different but I was enjoying him immensely when the music stopped. I took a deep breath as he pulled out. I had been enjoying it and, for some reason, had forgotten the rules of 'the game' and had expected to be fucked and filled with cum. I felt a pair of fingers probing my ass, then a surprisingly large cock head against my anus. It was momentarily uncomfortable until it popped through then I realized that it was the head of his cock that was large, not the whole thing. Once inside he was pleasing me with a few cheat strokes before the music restarted. "Tops Ready?" came the question just before the music restarted. This guy was completely different in his fucking style. He would stroke fast, then suddenly slow then deep and shallow. His changing his rhythm kept my attention since I couldn't simply drop into a mindless trance and simply enjoy what was being done to my ass. It was a bit disturbing but I took another shot of my poppers and tried to anticipate what he was going to do next and work my hole on his cock. I heard his breathing getting deeper and a light growl out of him just as the music stopped. The head of his cock didn't hurt as much pulling out as it had going in. Damn, still no cum. Another cock slid slowly into my ass. This one wasn't unusual in any fashion. He was smaller than Paul and a bit shorter. I attempted to tease him by squeezing him with my anal muscles. He responded by slapping my ass. The music restarted after the 'tops ready' question. This guy stroked slow and methodically, steady as a metronome. His fucking let me relax into the mindlessness I like when being fucked. I started to take another shot of the poppers but decided to pace myself since his cock fit me perfectly. He surprised me by interrupting his perfect rhythm then plunging into me and holding his pelvis against my ass. I thought I felt something warm inside me and was wondering if he had just cum. Just then the music stopped. "We have our first breeding of the night." I heard our host announce. Was it me? Was it someone else. I heard the guy still in me whisper, "I hope you got what you wanted." It was me! The rest of the evening was mind-boggling and, somewhat, a blur. Without vision and very little speech, it was hard to keep track of time or events. I know I felt cock after cock entering my ass, fucking me, which was far easier after that first load of cum I received. My hole relaxed to the intrusions except for one top who was significantly larger than the rest. I was uncomfortable every time I ended up his bottom which ended up being several times as the night progressed. I know for a fact I got two loads from that fat cock since I heard him grunt, then tell me to, "Take every drop Boy!" as he plunged his monster into my increasingly sore hole. I was tired and nearly about to be sleep fucked when the host announced that the 'game' was over and asked the tops if they were sure. I had noted that I wasn't getting ploughed as often or as long but was so tired I almost missed the obvious. The poppers hadn't helped keep me that sharp. I was tired, sore and, sweaty. My thighs were sticky. I was just ready to go home. The host released each of us in turn and led us each, one at a time, to a shower and told us to wait in the next room. There were cold drinks and I grabbed two beers then called Paul to come pick me up as I sat in the waiting area where we had been told what to expect for the evening. I was tired, elated, and still wondering if I was out of my mind for what I had just done. I had just very recklessly allowed myself to be totally used by men I didn't know and might never see again and had loved every minute of it. Our host came into the room and called to us all, thanking us all for staying for a moment while the tops were all leaving. He conversed with us all, asking us how we were feeling, had we enjoyed ourselves, was it what we had felt it would be, would we like to do it again? Those sort of questions. It seemed that we all pretty much agreed with one hold out, that we'd all love to be invited back for the next party. He smiled and seemed very pleased then a pained look came over his face. "I do have something I need to tell you all that I didn't know about beforehand because we don't normally ask about status but I was told by one of the tops just before he left that he was just notified earlier this week that he was HIV positive with a high viral count. The problem is that I don't know which of you he bred or how many. He told me that he only managed to cum once tonight but, since he failed to tell us his status, he might be lying about how many of you he bred."

Just got flooded by my regular black buds.He has a nice 8.5 cock and loves to fuck.

As a straight guy, I have to admit, this discussion got me hard lol. And I've done it to numerous chick's. My load goes deep or it doesn't go.

I like to have sex everywhere. This includes pools and the like. My fav though is on the side of the road on my car.

Uncle Jim As the sun came up the three teens needed a break and to stretch their legs. All three were helped out of the slings and into a refreshing shower. After a specialized protein/carbohydrate drink to refresh and energize them they were taken bake to the basement where the slings were replaced with mattresses and each was given another slam. As the three cum holes were sent into the stratosphere Uncle Jim, Ray and one of there other friend with a nice size cock equal to the 8"each of the box friends (Jim and Ray) had laid down on the mattresses with their heads towards where the mattresses met in the middle of the room. As the three teens were rushing they were helped to their feet and assisted as they each mounted their signed cock (Alex mounted his uncle, Freddie mounted his older brother and Nick mounted their third friend) before they were pulled in for a deep kiss. This was Freddie's first kiss as the three teens were easily distracted. While the three were leaning in for their kiss they each felt a hand on their lower back. This still didn't hint on what each was about to get. Freddie was the first to feel the second cock start to slide in along side his brother's. As Freddie moaned out in pain and pleasure as both Alex and Nick began to feel their own double penetration. Both enjoyed the extra feeling of being filled as they were able to watch each other getting fucked. This do was mostly for Freddie to stretch and rip him a little allowing the poz jizz to seep into his rectum and into his blood system. Ray made sure that the second cock to penetrate his brother's ass was the largest of the remaining friend. Alex and Nick could see the pain in Freddie's face as he was really being stretched. The next few hours the three were well fucked and constantly high. While they were getting dp'ed they'd get a slam at regular intervals. Alex and Nick got to watch Freddie get his additional slams. This really turned Alex on as he was getting week stimulated by the two cocks inside his week stretched ass. Alex then got to watch Nick get his next slam and when it came time for Alex to get his slam he was well turned on. Alex felt the tourniquet being applied to his arm as he heard Nick cough and watched Freddie turn into a tweaked out cum dump. He then felt the coolness of the alcohol followed by the pinch of the point. After the tourniquet was removed Alex coughed out hard his body began convulsing. Uncle Jim and the second guy fucking Alex felt this stimulating their cocks. This simulation caused Alex to begin to cum which caused his ass to squeeze the two cocks in his ass sending them over the edge. All three guys began to cum together as the two filled Alex's tight ass and Alex sprayed his cum on his uncle's chest and flat abs. After all three called down and caught their breaths Uncle Jim and his friend pulled out of Alex and they allowed him to rest as the other two continued to be double fucked. Alex looked over at his buddy Nick then the two of them looked at Freddie then back at each other and smiled. The three were kept high until mid day Sunday when they all began to relax. Alex and Freddie knew that they'd soon crash but Freddie had no idea that he was going to pass out for a coupe days.

I figure if I am going to let a guy put his bare cock in me, then I am going to let him and want him to cum in me. That`s just the way I feel it should be. Going on PReP is an option. But I feel we need to let go and do what really feels good and take a chance now and then. I`m just starting my gay sex life and I know it will always be bareback for me and cum in me. I am not going on Prep or anything either. To be totally truth I would rather not know their status either. Breed me and see what might happen!!!

Uncle Jim Nick wouldn't hear any of what his parents were telling him. He had been pondering this moment ever sine he admitted to himself at the age of 10 that he was gay. He went to his room, packed his things, went to his parents and told then he was gay and walked out the door. He drove his car over to Alex's house, knocked on the door. Uncle Jim answered the door seeing Nick standing there with what looked like his life's belongings. Alex was smoking a joint to help himself settle down from the partying they had dune for two days. Nick wanted stone of what Alex was smoking as they passed the joint around Tim they were stoned enough for bed. Alex invited Nick to share his bed with him as the two drifted off to sleep. While the two teens slept Uncle Jim got on his laptop. He sent an email to his party pals letting them know that he now has two HIV poz sons. They all knew he wanted to give his nephew his DNA, but they didn't know about his nephew's friend. His friend were hard core partiers that couldn't wait to meet the newbies. They ranged in age from 22 to 50 and they were ask I decent shape. What really got Uncle Jim's cock twitching was that the 22 year old had an 18 year-old brother who wanted to join in on the fun. What the 18 year-old didn't knew was the actual type of party he wanted to attend and that he (along with Alex and Nick) were to be the 'guest(s) of honor'. Uncle Jim knew he wouldn't have to convince Alex and Nick to participate, the trick was getting the very straight 18 year-old slammed up, fucked and pozzed just like his older brother. When the boys woke up Uncle Jim informed them of the party that would be held at a friend's house. When Uncle Jim told them about their friend's straight younger brother and the plan to drug him and fuck him full of cum, poz cum. That's when Nick realized that he was probably pozzed the other night. Alex rubbed Nick's back, kissed him on his cheek and placed a hand on his crotch. This brought a slight simulation to Nick's cock which began to get hard. As Alex began to suck Nick's cock. He wanted hard enough to ride as they talked about what both of then had gone through the past couple weeks and how they could pass their bug on to unsuspecting guys. Nick plowed Alex's hole filling it with what was probably still neg jizz that they knew would be poz in due time. The poz talk as they fucked turned both boys on while Uncle Jim watched knowing he had created a couple of prime gifters. I the few days before the party Uncle Jim came up with a plan, he figured he could have Alex and Nick play dumb and innocent like the straight boy. The straight boy's older brother was going to drug him and he figured his two boys could play along and once all three of them were in slings and the newbie was waking up they'd get slammed up (again since Uncle Jim wanted Alex and Nick really fucked up without their knowledge). When Friday night came the three of them arrived at their friend's place for the party. The only people visibly there was three host, the older brother, Ray, and his younger brother, Fred. Alex and Nick played it up with Fred (or Freddie as he liked to be called). Freddie's brother got him to the party by telling him that there were going to be some 'easy pussy' at the party to fuck, what he didn't tell him is that he was one of the 'easy pussies' for fucking. Alex and Nick played along telling Freddie they couldn't wait to score. When Freddie began to get 'woozy' the boys played along. When he was out the two were told to carry them down to the basement where most of the guests were waiting. After they stripped Freddie and placed him in one of the slings they quickly stripped and climbed into the other two slings. As they laid there and had their arms and legs restrained do that they couldn't get out even if they wanted to climb out. This would match what was being done with Freddie that way he'd think that all three of them were set up with Alex and Nick loving the attention and (hopefully) cumming Freddie down, although ate his slam he'd have no will to fight. Uncle Jim knew it would be a good half hour (or longer) before Freddie would be awake to be slam. He pulled out a couple decent size slams to get the boys started. Alex and Nick were eager to get going as tourniquets were fixed on both boys arms, their arms swabbed with alcohol, followed by the point. Both boys coughed out as the drug took control. The friend began to take turns teasing the boys as they each begged to be fucked as they waited for Freddie to come around. As he stated to stir the attention Alex and Nick were getting stopped as they prepared Freddie for the first slam of his 18 year-old life, as well as preparing Alex and Nick for their next set of (stronger) slams. Uncle Jim reminded the boys to be a little vocal of their objections or they'd get slammed and left in the slings without any attention. Alex and Nick thought they were getting weak slams as they fixed the tourniquets, swabbed each arm as Freddie was asking his brother 'WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON RAY, LET ME OUT IF THIS THING!' Alex and Nick gave their own protests as they all were getting points stuck in a vein. The slams were administered, Freddie was specially fixed by his brother who made sure to mix in an ample amount of his poz blood and as the tourniquets were removed all three coughed out hard. Alex and Nick were (pleasantly) surprised when they were totally fucked up (and then fucked). After Freddie caught his breath he began to moan and was heard saying 'OH FUCK'. Uncle Jim leaned close to Alex and asked how he liked his second slam of the night? Alex could barely make out what he was being asked as there was a ringing I his ears and wasn't sure who was asking since he couldn't focus his eyes. He just simply replied to keep them coming. When Nick was asked the same question from Uncle Jim he simply mumbled, 'Fuck yeah.' Over the night the the boys were fucked (and seeded) by each guy at the party. Ray was the first one who fucked his younger brother. It was apparent by the moans escaping from Freddie's mouth that he was enjoying the attention his ass was getting. It was self evident by Uncle Jim that Freddie needed to be taught how to suck some cock as he stroked up to Freddie's head and rubbed the tip of his cock over Freddie's lips. His older brother Ray whispered in his ear to open his mouth and suck the cock he was drooling over. As the sun came up the three teens needed a break and to stretch their legs. All three were helped out of the slings and into a refreshing shower. After a specialized protein/carbohydrate drink to refresh and energize them they were taken bake to the basement where the slings were replaced with mattresses and each was given another slam.

Eugene stood under the shower and watched his buddy, Takashi cleaning himself in their custom made communal shower room. Takashi just graduated highschool and was going to Oxford in the fall. Eugene is a junior in UCLA. They met in highschool back in Texas where Eugene grew up. Takashi came as an exchange student but he liked USA so much that he stayed to finish highschool. And now he was visiting Eugene before he moved oversea. Takashi was soaping his body with a bar of soap and Eugene watched as Takashi took extra time to soap between the butt cheeks and stole a quick peek at the smooth pink hole as Takashi spread his cheeks while he ran the soap bar over the hole. Eugene's big white cock got hard and met Takeshi's eyes as he turned around to rinse his back. "Wow, Eugene. You horny? You are not boy any more." Takeshi's smiled and blushed as Eugene smiled back. He saw Takeshi stealing looks at his hard cock few more times before they ended the shower and walked out. Eugene met Kai ( Takeshi) at the airport since his parents hosted the exchange student and they wanted the whole family to be there to pick him up. Eugene and his younger brother, Rob were playing video games on the phone when Eugene spotted a young Asian kid approaching them slowly. He was surprised at first at how young the kid looked who was supposed to be only a year younger than himself. He also noticed the big fat red lips on the little Japanese boy and a small round butt that looked too big for the little boy. Eugene wondered if the boy sucked or got fucked by a cock as the boy's look gave strong sexual vibe. His parents set Kai to share room with Rob since they were in the same year. Eugene was taking a piss in the bathroom that joined his room and Robs room when Kai walked in with his bag of toiletries to unpack and Eugene saw the lust in Kai's eyes. At the school, Rob was busy with his new girl friend and other kids were too impatient to talk to someone who didn't speak English so Eugene saw Kai sitting alone next to Rob and his gf making out whenever they met. Eugene felt sorry for the kid all day and was glad to see them in the locker room last period as he started to get ready for his PE. He saw Kai lustfully looking at other boys changing and unfortunately some other boys did too. After school, Eugene had wrestling team first meeting so he took his time to get showered til other boys were done after the gym and lifted some weights. As Eugene walked past the mirrors by the sink to hit the shower naked, he lingered a bit to check himself out when a stall door opened and one of Robs friend walked out zipping his pants. He almost ran when he saw Eugene. Through the opened door, he saw Kai on his knees slowly getting up and there were cum in his hair and all over the face. Eugene helped Kai wash up but saw the kid licking the cum off his lips and swallow before they cleaned up. Eugene took the big bro role for Kai and helped in join wrestling team as well. They worked out together and now the little Japanese boy had a small muscled wrestler body still with big fat lips and round bouncy ass. By the end of first year, Kai was strong enough to defend himself from bullies however his bouncy ass often drove his opponents' cocks hard and Kai got too distracted when he felt a hard cock rub on his ass and lost the match and ended up with others on top of him. Kai gave Eugene few blow jobs before Eugene left to UCLA. Eugene met Andre his black daddy at a gay club and realized his versatility in sex. And sometimes they enjoyed fucking a bottom together but this was not easy since both Eugenes 8" and Andres freakish 12" cocks were thick as well and only few bottoms who were drugged and high were able to take the fucking from them as rough and hard as they like to fuck. Kai offered his bouncy ass to Eugene at Eugenes apartment in LA after he picked him up. After Eugene rolled the condom off his cock after first fuckand laid back while Kai gently sucked his cock, Kai started to tell Eugene about his love for Eugene and the fucking he got from him. It was then that Kai shared with Eugene how he was raped by his tutors in Japan when he was young and found out he was gay and gave Eugene the idea of a nice gift for Andre on his next visit to his ranch in Palm Springs....

I was beside myself on the way home. I was still somewhat in a haze from the poppers and the fucking. I was frightened once I came down from the high of being bare fucked and comprehended the seriousness of presenting my bare ass to an HIV cock. There was the chance I had been infected the first time without anyone knowing there was a positive top there. I was terrified that I had let myself stay and, knowingly, let myself be exposed to a known HIV positive top. Who knows? I might have been loaded more than once that night. I might have HIV and not know. It came to a head for me when Paul texted me wanting to fuck. He showed up and I told him about the last two parties I had attended and my fears. He took me to a pharmacy and bought one of the HIV testing kits. He talked to me for quite some time while we waited for the results from the kit. I still wasn't sure about the results one way or the other. I was skeptical about the accuracy of a drugstore kit. I was relieved somewhat by the results after the waiting since the kit showed me clean and uninfected. I was elated by the results enough that I hugged and kissed Paul and found myself in bed with him for the next several hours. Normally he would have stayed an hour or so and left me with one or two loads of cum. This time we cuddled at various times of the night and I felt his cock pressing against my ass and I accepted it readily. Paul is a horny bastard I found out that night. I didn't get much sleep. Not that I cared, it was a long weekend for me. I was so relieved at the test results that he could have moved in with me and I would have taken his cock every time it got hard if I could. He seemed fascinated and aroused about my cheating on him and attending the breeding parties. He kept asking me about them and it seemed to excite him enough for him to want to fuck me again. I took advantage of that and got more cum loaded into my ass by him in that night which ran into the whole weekend. I was calmer than I had been for a while when he finally left Sunday evening. I even got a goodbye fuck under the car port which I was nervous about since I wasn't sure the neighbors knew about me being gay. The next two weeks were mundane for me. I was relieved at the thought I hadn't been infected and had decided to swear off bare backing except for Paul. I had learned my lesson. It was too big a risk. Over the next two weeks it got harder to stick to that idea. I had been fucked bare by men I knew nothing about and it still excited me. I felt I was missing something even though Paul would drop by a couple times a week and seed me. Something was missing. I wasn't happy. Something was missing in my life. I finally knew what it was when my phone dinged. It was a message that there was another breeding party planned and I was invited. Dammit! I was in turmoil for the rest of the week. It surprised me to find only one other guy in the waiting area. He was younger than me and in far better physical shape. I felt inferior to him and figured that the only reason I'd be chosen tonight would be the only open hole. That was the other thought. "Hello, I'm glad you two responded to our invitation. This is going to be a different situation tonight than the previous parties. You have already noticed that you are the only two bottoms here tonight. I'm going to tell you that we have ten tops tonight ready for cum dumps." I took a deep breath at that concept, but I expected a down side. "Ten guys for us two?" I asked. He responded that, yes, there were ten tops for us. His eyes glowed for a moment then he dropped the news. "One of the tops is the same HIV positive top from last time. The plan is to have each of you bred by five each at random. If you're not interested, now is the time." The other bottom and I glanced at each other. He got up and headed for the door. I took a deep breath and told my host, "I suppose I'm the evening's entertainment now. So tell them to have their way with me. If they can cum, leave it in my ass. I'll take every load they can give." Shortly I was brought, blindfolded, and secured to a fucking bench, knowing that, if I had been told correctly, that there were ten horny fuckers ready to fuck and breed my ass and one was definitely the jackpot of HIV. Once I heard the host let the tops in, I spoke up for the first time and told them to fuck me as much and as often as they could, I wanted as much cum as possible in my ass. My phone showed 3:22 AM when I got to my car. I checked to see if the drugstore closest to my house was open on the way. It was and I bought the test kit Paul had and took it home. I didn't want to know right away. The crotch of my jeans was still moist from the cum leaking out of my ass. I know that I took at least ten loads but I'm sure there was more which I happily took. P.S. I'm pregnant.

Uncle Jim Alex was a budding drug user that was will initiated to meth use by being thrown in the deep end with generous slams. That first night Alex was well fucked that first night and he loved every second, inch and cc of what he got that night. Sure it was most likely the drugs, but Alex was already experimenting with pot, the leap to crystal was easy for Uncle Jim to get him to make. Alex was receptive to the drugs, what he wasn't aware of was the fact that Uncle Jim was HIV positive and the points his uncle used to slam him with were needles that his uncle had used before to slam himself. Uncle Jim wasn't taking any chances, Alex was going to be his HIV son. Alex crashed for the next couple of days after his first night partying. It didn't take long before Alex began to feel 'under the weather'. Uncle Jim cared for his nephew as he kept Alex in bed although he wanted to see his friend Nick. He had learned a lot from his uncle and wanted to share his good friend. While Alex was recovering from the fuck flu, unaware that he was becoming toxic himself, he asked his uncle to teach him how to slam himself. Uncle Jim let his nephew know hat there are several ways to do Tina and he will teach him every way as long as he could join him when he got Nick high. Uncle Jim had a plan and Alex was interested. A couple days after Alex was feeling better he invited Nick over to smoke some primo weed. Right before Nick arrived he took a couple bite pills his uncle gave him that would help him get (and stay) hard. They lit up the joint with Alex urging Nick to take large hits as he took small hits. This gave Nick more of the joint that had an ample supply of Tina. As the two got high, Nick higher than Alex, Alex had his moment to ask how Nick was enjoying the pot. Nick was loving the pot as he smoked the last of the joint. Alex moved in so that he could make his move I his friend. Nick was receptive to his friend's advancements. When Alex put his mouth on his friend's 6 1/2" cock hit gave him access to Nick's virgin ass. Alex knew what he had to do to get his friend higher and more receptive to the advancements he was making. This distraction made it easy for Alex to slip a couple small shards into Nick's hole. Nick felt the sight burn As Alex played with his hole. Despite the burn Nick was feeling he was starting to enjoy the attention his ass was getting. This allowed Alex to slip more of his finger (and more Tina) further into his hungry hole. While the drugs and stimulation were working his mind Alex moved on to the next step in the plan, planting the seed to get higher. Nick was very open to going hover just as Alex had done the night of his birthday. A little more Tina in his hole and Alex's suction in his cock had Nick practically begging to go higher. Uncle Jim had a plan Alex didn't know about which was to use a point that he used in when he taught Alex how to slam a couple days before knowing that this dirty point would bring Nick into their new family. The points were already prepared when Alex pulled them out from where he had them stashed along with a tourniquet. Nick watched with fascination as Alex fixed the rubber tourniquet on his left, muscular bicep. Without saying a word he used an alcohol prep on a prominent vein and quickly stuck the point in before Nick could say anything. There was the brief flash of blood before the large slam was emptied. When the tourniquet was pulled off Nick felt the drug move up his arm and into his chest causing him to cough as he rode his first rush. Nick never noticed that his 7" hard on had disappeared as Uncle Jim appeared and stated to rim Nick's hungry hole. This gave Alex an opportunity to give Nick his cock to suck as he prepared his own slam. Nick want and to watch as Alex administered his own slam. He fixed his tourniquet, swabbed a his vein then did his point home. With Uncle Jim's teaching, Alex made that this slam a lot milder compared to the his first slam and the one Nick had just received. Alex coughed out as he began to ride his own rush while Uncle Jim prepared Nick's hole fit Alex to fuck. Alex and Uncle Jim traded places allowing Alex to position his death stick at Nick's neg hole. Alex paused a moment as he began to reflect on the consequences of what he was wait to do, fuck a poz load inside his hunk of a friend. The thought of knocking his friend up just as his uncle had done to him. A reflected on the news when his uncle told him that he had pozzed his ass. This actually brought Alex and his Uncle Jim close. Alex fucked his friend with a passion and dropped a good size load into his friend. After he had drained his cock Uncle Jim took his place ass fucked Alex's toxic sperm deeper into Nick's formerly virgin (and soon to be poz) ass. They all had more slams as the afternoon progressed into night into the next day. Nick had been away from home longer than he had planned. This caused his parents to worry. When he finally returned home his parents wanted to ground the 19 year old. Nick wouldn't hear any of what his parents were telling him. He had been pondering this moment ever sine he admitted to himself at the age of 10 that he was gay. He went to his room, packed his things, went to his parents and told then he was gay and walked out the door.

I had to go back once I learned there was going to be another breeding party. Despite the possibility that I might have gotten a load or more of positive cum and my blood running cold when I saw the invitation on my phone, I knew I would go back. I had to have that bare cock. I began obsessing about being semi bound and waiting for the cock and knowing that once the music stopped, a completely different cock would be inside me, about to fuck me, maybe leave a load inside my ass before the music stops. His cock would remain inside me until the music stops. I wanted that again. I had lost count of how many loads I had taken and still didn't know if I had taken a load from the poz guy. I just wanted more. I was torn about telling Paul. Our relationship hadn't been anything more than fuck-buddies but I sort of felt I should have told him about my going back. Almost as a thank you for introducing me to the guy that was organizing the parties. I didn't. I just went. "I'm glad to see some of the bottoms from the last party back. Welcome back. " I didn't recognize anyone but those of us that had participated nodded. There was more than five of us this time. "I'm about to explain the rules to tonight's party which are different than last time. This time, of course, you'll all still be blindfolded so that you'll still be fucked anonymously. You won't know anything about the tops fucking you." I trembled at the thought, aroused as hell. "You'll all be strapped to the fucking benches as before, but this time you'll be completely strapped down. Your hands will be secured this time as well. Those who use poppers will have access to that by snapping your fingers. You'll be served. Anything else, let Charles here know." I made sure I could snap my fingers. "Now, " he got very serious, "Here's the caveat. Tonight we only have three tops. You'll all be fucked, so don't worry about that. You might not get cum tonight, that's part of the problem tonight. The other thing you need to know ahead of time is that one of the three tops is HIV positive. He's told us ahead of time. So if that is a deal breaker you need to leave now." No one left. Surprisingly, I was one of them still. I don't want to get HIV. I don't know if it was the host or Charles that led me to my fuck bench, but they did know how to secure me to it. I wasn't able to move anything but my head. I snapped my fingers and a vial of poppers met my nose quickly. I took a huge shot of them and waited for the rush. "All right Bottoms!" Our host announced, "We are about to start, so here are the rules. There are 6 bottoms being serviced by three Tops. Ordinarily that would mean some of you might not get a load of cum. All three tops tonight are multi-orgasmic so there's a much better chance you'll all get at least one load tonight. Keep in mind that one of these multi-shooters is HIV positive so there's a chance that at least one of you could leave here infected tonight. Good luck however you take that statement." I snapped my fingers again, trying to deal with the idea that I might leave here tonight positive. The rush of the poppers made my hole tingle. "Tonight I'm going to use the 'Musical Asses' idea, just a little different. Tonight I'm going to stop the music after a minute so that the top can service as many of you as possible tonight. Tops, choose your bottoms." I took a deep breath, hoping I would be chosen to start. I wasn't. I heard the music stop and took a deep breath against the hope I was one of the top's next hole. I still wasn't. The music restarted. I could hear sounds of raw, male on male sex. I heard bottoms grunting and, presumably the verbal responses from the tops. The music stopped again and my eyes went wide behind the blindfold. I felt the head of the top's head against my hole and slowly thrust completely into me. I was full. His cock filled me with absolutely no pain but just a bit of knowing something was there that didn't belong. I loved it and told him so. Apparently I was too loud. "Bottoms will remain quiet or be gagged, is that understood?" I felt the organ probing my ass throb. The music restarted and he began fucking me by slowly pulling almost completely out and thrusting as deep as possible. I was guessing I was the third hole his cock had been in so far and was hoping to make him cum by working my anal muscles. He moaned slightly just before the music stopped. Dammit! Two more music cycles and no cock. I was becoming frustrated at this party but knew I couldn't do anything about it at this point. Next stop of the music found a cock slipping into me easily. He wasn't very large, but was rather long. It was a bit uncomfortable with his cock completely inside me once his pelvis met my ass but, after snapping my fingers and getting two large hits of poppers, I decided I loved his cock. I loved it even more once the music restarted. For some reason, despite the initial discomfort, once he pulled back and thrust back in, he hit some magic spot that almost made me orgasm. That feeling didn't last but he hit that magic point often enough that I was almost ready to shoot a load myself when the music stopped. He held himself inside me long enough to make me hope he was shooting his load. If he did, he didn't indicate it, nor did the host. I found myself somewhat disappointed with this party since I wasn't getting the amount of cock I had during the previous party. That was when the host's words ran through my mind again. " Keep in mind that one of these multi-shooters is HIV positive so there's a chance that at least one of you could leave here infected tonight." All the sudden I wasn't so sure I wanted cum in my ass. "Tops," he suddenly announced, "I'm going to change the rules here a bit. Have any of you cum yet?" Apparently none of them had. "Since all of you have had the opportunity to sample all of the bottoms, I'm sure you might have decided which ones you want to breed. I'm now going to stop the music at my discretion, but you get to choose which bottoms you fuck. Is that acceptable?" Apparently it was. I felt a cock enter my ass and settle, pelvis against my ass. "The only thing now is that once you've cum, you have to move to one of the other bottoms. Let's be fair to them all, since these cum-dumps have come here to serve you and take you without ever knowing who you are. Perhaps you might consider rewarding them all." Once the music started, I remembered the way this particular top had fucked me and worked my anal muscles despite that quietly nagging thought that I might be trying to work a load of cum out of an HIV positive cock. I snapped my fingers, took a huge shot of poppers and relaxed to the fucking. Since I had done the poppers that heavily, I hadn't realized that our host had let the music run longer. I didn't hear my present top change his breathing and he wasn't particularly vocal, but I suddenly guessed that he had bred me when he plunged into me and held my ass tight to his pelvis for quite a bit of time. I think I felt a warmth inside me and hoped that he had just cum while also hoping he wasn't the positive top. Once the music stopped, our host announced the first breeding of the night. I felt a warm feeling about my being the first but was still concerned about the HIV. "We have our first breeding of the night! The top might take a few minutes to rest and rejoin but we are going to continue for the other two." Apparently, out of order I felt a cock plunge into my ass before the music restarted. I was happy to have it but, suddenly, realized that, if the other guy wasn't the positive, this one might be. I snapped my fingers again. Apparently this top was that close to cumming. I felt him grabbing my hips and holding himself into my ass for a noticeable time before the music stopped. Our host announced the second breeding of the night. He had, absolutely, cum in me. The tops were apparently multi-orgasmic. Either that or there were some tops that our host hadn't told us about and sneaked them in. I ended up fucked four or five more times and, puzzling to me, apparently got bred three more times that evening. This evening wasn't as physically demanding as the previous party and I was pretty much aware of what was happening. I know for a fact that I had taken at least four loads of cum from the tops. I had conflicting feelings since I wanted to be fucked bare and take loads inside me but didn't really want to be infected. "Bottoms!" Our host announced, "We're about to have the final round since the tops have told me that they've got to leave soon. I'm going to let them breed whichever bottom they choose to, no music, no time limit. The ones not being fucked to breed will be released to the waiting area so that they can leave if they wish." I snapped my fingers, got my shot of poppers, not sure if I was hoping to be chosen or released. I felt a hand on my ass just before his cock plunged into my slick, sloppy ass. I took a deep breath or three once I accepted I was going to be one of the last three bred and was going to get another load of cum. I was just praying that he wasn't the positive one. "Tops," he finally announced, "Let the final breeding begin." I felt the top's cock pull slowly out and plunge in. This was the fucking I was far more used to. Once the cock was plunging in and out, I knew I was going to get cum. Paul had led me to love being fucked bare and I had quickly learned to love having him shooting his hot load of cum inside me. Now I was just a cum-slut taking cock from a man I didn't know, hadn't seen, knew nothing about and was enjoying taking every inch of his cock as it plunged into and pulled out. I forced myself to control my breathing while waiting for him to finish. I had no idea how many times this top had cum but knew that it always took longer after cumming. Though I was enjoying the fucking, I was beginning to wonder if my top had overestimated his ability to deliver another load of cum. Suddenly his rhythm faltered and I felt him meet my ass. This time I was sure I felt a load of cum being shot into my ass. I took a short breath and snapped my fingers for the poppers which were under my nose immediately. As the rush of the poppers flowed over me I heard him telling me, "I hope you got what you wanted." My blood ran cold.

It was a cool spring morning and I was cruising on Breeding Zone looking for trouble, well really looking for good jerk off material and just wasting time when I noticed an e-mail alert in my notifications. I had a friend request. I clicked on the link to find a cute young guy who wanted to be my friend. After looking over his profile I quickly went back to my friend request page and clicked on add and save to add this hunk as a friend. I had been dabbling in writing stories for the site and was fairly successful in getting a small readership of my fantasized tales. Well this hot naughty boy, had been following along with one and had commented on it several time encouraging me to progress in the story line. A few days had passed and I received a message in my in box from the boy thanking me for accepting his friend request and asking me to be his daddy and to fuck him the way the coach was using his new swim and wrestling students. I responded back I would love to use him as my character was doing to his hot athletes in the story. He wrote back a couple days later, you have yahoo? And I replied that I did and gave him my yahoo nickname and he replied back with his. I added him to my messenger and sent a request for him to do the same. About a week had gone by and I had not heard from him and I figured he had flaked on my request, suddenly on a Saturday afternoon I was playing on face book when a messenger notification popped up “Hey daddy sorry for the delay but had School projects to finish” “You’re in school” “Yes college” “Big or little one” “Large one in metropolitan city” “You get much action there” “Not really into guys my age, tried it once in senior year of high school, but it wasn’t good” “So you like daddies, so how old were you when you tried man on man sex? “I had just turned 18, my buddy said he wanted to fuck me as my birthday present” “Oh really” “He wore a condom and it hurt like hell, I think he was a virgin as well, although he was 4 months older than me” “Sort of hot two virgins going at it” “Still haven't even tried bb sex yet dad lol” “And you want daddy to pop your bb cherry” All went quiet on messenger and he soon logged off, I put him down as another twink teasing me, most likely shoot his load and logged off. I went back to Facebook and a couple other social websites then saw I had an e-mail on my secondary mail account. I logged in and found he had written me a message on BZ asking me to be his daddy and asking if I was willing to make him my little boy, own his ass. I could play along with his fantasy, and told him I would be honored to be his daddy and own his hole, but I told him that he had to share his hole with my husband of 20 years. A few days later I got a message back saying he was excited that we wanted him and he would be on-line Friday evening for chat “Hey Daddy’s” “Hi son” “Are both of you there?” “I’m in the bedroom on the laptop, hubby is in living room playing games on the WII” “Oh, does he know about me?” “Yes, and he thinks you’re adorable” “Do both of you want me?” “Yes child, we want you” “You know I’m technically too old to be adopted” “I was hoping that to be so, I’m not a pedophile” “You ok with me being 18?” “Makes the fantasy that much hotter” “Is this just a Fantasy to you? I was hoping for more” “Well so far yes, you are being so elusive about your details” “What do you mean?” “I mean you won’t even tell me where you’re from” He discloses his general location to me and we discuss I have relatives in the area, and that he is just a year younger than my nephew in the area “So daddy are you going to knock me up?” “You want to be knocked up?” “I’m kind of scared, but I really think I do” “So when’s your schools spring break?” “In two weeks” “You want to spend it with your two new dads?” Once again he logs off, and it is a few hours before I get a off-line message from him “Yes, where should I fly into, you will pick me up won’t you?

Uncle Jim Alex was a few months shy of his 18th birthday when his parents were killed in an automobile accident. Since his parents were very wealthy Alex was set to inherit everything after he obtained a college degree. In the meantime his only other living relative, his mother's younger bother Jim, was to be executor of his parents estate. Uncle Jim moved into the family home as Alex began to move on with his life. Jim was an 'after thought' and was considerably younger the his sister. At 12 years younger some in the family law firm wondered if the single young man was the right person to manage the vast estate even though he had a law degree from Harvard. Alex was a jock in high school. He wasn't good enough for a college scholarship and in his frame of mind after losing his parents he chose to attend the local community college. This allowed him to hang out with his best friend, Nicholas Richardson (or Nick Dickson as he was called). The two teenagers enjoyed smoking pot a couple times a week. Since Nick's mother always seemed to be around and Alex lived in a large home the two typically got high in the pool house at Alex's home. After a nice joint the two would be totally stoned and extent horny. With the weed in them they typically would jerk off. This interaction led to oral that Alex really enjoyed. Now with Uncle Jim living with him they thought they'd be a more careful since the two had just started living together. There was a small party when Alex turned 18. In the time since Uncle Jim moved in Alex and Nick had smoked pot on several occasions, and the night of his birthday was no different. The two snuck off for a quick smoke. After Nick left Alex went back into the house he was hoping to avoid his uncle. Uncle Jim already knew about Alex's use of pot and knew that he had his nephew in the palm of his hand when he walked into his nephew's room seeing him half baked. Jim had a plan and now was the time to launch it into action. Jim looked at his nephew sitting on the bed and commented that he looked baked. Alex had no where to run and with what Jim knew he was forced to admit his use of pot. Jim's comments put Alex at ease as he leaned that his own uncle like to get high when he asked if he'd like to smoke a joint with his uncle on his 18th birthday. Alex was already high and horny which his uncle already knew. He figured another joint would only fuel the fire. He lit the joint, took a small hit and passed it to his 18 year old nephew. Alex wasn't shy when it came to smoking pot. He never noticed the small hit Uncle Jim and just taken and took large hit followed by another one. Jim joined his nephew on his bed and the two smoked the joint. Alex commented that his uncle's pot seemed much better then his own. What he didn't knew was that Jim's preferred drug of choice wasn't marijuana, although he liked it he preferred Miss Tina. The strange feeling from the pot that Alex was experiencing was from the ample amount of Tina that Uncle Jim had made sure was in the joint they were sharing. Jim could tell by his nephew's eyes that the drugs were digging in and with the right suggestions that he'd have Alex right where he wanted him. Before tonight the conversations the two had were centered on family, the conversation they were currently engaged in was about the high Alex was experiencing. Jim asked Alex if he like the feeling he was getting from what he was smoking. Alex admitted that he really like his uncle's weed as he smoked the last of the joint. Jim had a big grin as he progressed the corruption of his nephew when he hinted to his nephew that ha knew about him and Nick. Uncle Jim's comments he'd Alex a little uncomfortable, but seemed to be open to what was about to be suggested. Alex was asked by his uncle if he'd like to get high, ready high. Alex was hooked before he heard the details. Alex followed his uncle back to his bedroom where everything was already prepared. He told his nephew to get comfortable. Alex was already wearing just some board shorts from the birthday pool party from earlier in the day. Alex sat on the bed and was handed another joint as his uncle slipped into the bathroom. Alex heard the water running as he lit up the Tina laced joint. He took several good tokes on the joint letting mute Tina infiltrated his already smoked hazed brain. Alex was busy with his joint and never noticed the syringes in his hand along with a tourniquet, alcohol wipe and a couple cotton balls. Uncle Jim asked his nephew if he was ready to go higher. Alex smiled at his uncle suggestion. The two had never been really close and Alex never knew why, but he was any to find out why his conservative father didn't really want him around. With Alex intently watching his Uncle Jim fixed a tourniquet on his left bicep and swabbed a prominent vein. His uncle then took a nicely filled point, stuck it in his nephew's vein, drew back a little bit of blood making sure he was in the vein before he pushed the plunger down emptying Alex's first slam into his blood stream. The tourniquet was pulled off as the Tina began to flow through his body Uncle Jim rubbed his nephew's chest as he coughed out hard. Alex was blasted into the stratosphere as he was given a hefty slam as his chest rose and feel with his increased breathing. Uncle Jim reassured Alex what he was experiencing was typical as he did his own slam. As his uncle looked at him as he coughed out after his own slam he began to ruin his nephew's chest and flat 6 pack as he could see the horniness growing I Alex's eyes. As his hand moved across his nephew's body he began to move lower and lower getting closer to what Uncle Jim knew was probably a soft (yet very simulated) teen cock. Alex reached up to touch his uncle's body with his eyes pleading for more. Uncle Jim wasn't going to deny his nephew's growing lust as he pulled his t-shirt off his muscular body allowing Alex to touch his bare skin. As Alex's hand explored his uncle's chest and stomach Uncle Jim began to push his nephew's limits by rubbing his hand over his sensitive cock producing a "gasp" from Alex. After a couple passes Uncle Jim knew Alex was ready to discover himself. With the next 'pass' Uncle Jim pulled the draw string that secured the board shorts Alex was wearing. With the next move Uncle Jim slipped his hand inside his nephew's shorts eliciting another "gasp" from his teenage nephew. Alex seemed to follow his uncle's lead as he did his hand up the leg of the loose cargo shorts his uncle was wearing. Uncle Jim used his free hand to loosen his belt allowing his shorts to drop to the floor revealing his 8"hard cock. Alex needed no guidance as he rose to his knees and positioned himself so that he could stick his uncle's hard and doing cock. Jim worked Alex's board shorts off as his nephew worked his uncle's cock into his throat. Uncle Jim knew his nephew could suck cock, his nephew would soon learn what it was like to be fucked and bred. As Alex sucked his uncle's cock, Uncle Jim lubed up his finger with his own spit, slipped it into some loose shards of Tina before sliding it into his nephew's virgin ass. Alex felt the penetration (along with the sight burn from the meth) as his hole was explored. Alex couldn't hold back add moans escaped from his mouth around his uncle's cock. Uncle Jim knew the added Tina to his nephew's ass would increase his desire to be fucked. He added a second then third finger into Alex's warm fuck tunnel. As Uncle Jim lifted his nephew's head off his cock he withdrew his fingers leaving him feel empty. He knew he'd be asking for his hole to be filled and wouldn't be able to resist being fucked. As predicted Alex looked up at his uncle and asked for him to stick his fingers in his ass again. His uncle shook his head no as he stated drop into his soul and let him know that there was only one thing his uncle would would stick inside his nephew's ass as he stroked his 8"cock. Alex locked his lips as he looked up at his uncle knowing what his uncle meant. His uncle pushed him on his back, crawled up between his legs and began to give his nephew his first rim job. As he began to get his nephew's home wet and hungry he heard him moan and start to beg to be fucked. Uncle Jim had waited for this moment (and deep down Alex did too, or was that the Tina talking for him). It didn't matter which one it was Alex was about to get his chemmed up, neg ass fucked fit the first time. Uncle John moved up and now had his cock pointing to the prize he worked to get. The two naked and high men locked eyes as Uncle John's cock began to slide its way home. It poked through the external ring (as easy as was planned) and was balls deep in no time. I his drug induced haze Alex had no idea what really was going to happen. Since Uncle Jim became the executor of his parent's estate he wanted to share more then part of his family's DNA, he wanted to share his HIV. Uncle Jim stated off show but before Alex could process the implications he was pounding away in his nephew's hole. Within a coupe hours Uncle Jim had deposited a couple good loads inside his nephew in a attempt to make him his son.

Don't know if anyone will be interested or if this is the right place to but i'm 18 and have been locked up for my first week. It was originally going to be for a month but my daddy says i'm never going to cum again and, oddly, it makes me very happy =). Here are a few pics of my new eternity with reference to before and after. I just had some questions for masters and slaves out there: I've only ever been with my master. I've known him since i was quite young and our relationship progressed to the next level. How does the relationship work with you guys? Is there a big age difference? (my daddy is 47) How did you meet? How does he use/make love to you? Is it all bondage or do you do other things? Any special kinks that you can offer for me to suggest? Is it just you two or do other people get involved too? How many times was your most in one day? (ours was 6!) Bareback or not? Can your sub/boi cum hands free? For those subs that are locked up: how do you deal with it in public? Is exercising a problem for you? Has anyone ever found out??? How often are you released? Is cleaning an issue? And don't worry, he likes to show me off and he knows i'm posting on here! If you've any more questions then ask away! I've more photos too and can take more if anyone fancies giving me suggestions! Edit: for some reason it's only letting me upload three photos! I have loads more though!

If you are really 5'6" and 165lbs I would not say you are "fat"...more like "chubby". If they want the guy on the cover of MEN'S FITNESS then they had better be ready for a long, hard search. I used to call a phone sex line called "The manhole" and I swear every guy on there said he was " 6'4", 195lbs, ripped muscled abs and an 8" cock"...lmao. Wow! First of all, if you think you need to look like a porn star to get laid, you are VERY mistaken. Porn may be hot, but there is a reason that those guys get paid to get filmed and photo'd. They are a rare exception. Very rare. I think that the image that porn portrays of all men being Greek Gods is somewhat laughable...and if you let it, it can screw with your self esteem. Having said that, we can always improve, the trick lies in not being vain about it. Shyness and a lack of self-esteem are not always, but usually, linked. It's all about self-confidence. Another contributing factor perhaps is the community in which you live. Is it gay friendly? Are you worried about being outed? All questions to ask yourself when confronting the issue of "being shy". Maybe your shyness is worry concerning if people will find out. Only you know. Just post a basic, simple profile. No need to write a book. Men are visual. List what you are into, etc. Good luck to you.

Undetectable guys are the new safe sex.

Have had sex in several pools over the years. Fucked one woman on the beach at night -- planning to go skinny dipping with 2 men this weekend, so excited to see what develops :-D

I like having sex in the hot tub. Especially with a stranger I have just met. The whole inching closer, touching each other. Slowly playing with each other. Then moving on to sucking and fucking. Even better when other guys join in.

http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=K3tMF-G267-#.VZ5KHWt5mSM The tops (both poz) tagteaming a lucky bottom. The groans of pleasure make me so envious of the bottom.

It's a site run by people who really enjoy having lots of rules about things that are silly (and some not, but still a pain). No mentioning other sites -- incl. skype or zoom And the rules were written by amateur software guys so they are inconsistent. Plus there's a text monitoring program that removes anything referencing possibly illegal sex or drugs (!) (this on a site where one section is full of slam vids). I get that they are trying to cover their ass. But it's over inclusive to the point where it is as funny as it is annoying. For instance, if u try to type a word like "gram" or "pill" or "slam" "hit' or "bump" or "kid" or "ped" the system just ignores it and nothing appears. But this also means that if you try to write "It was Kelsey Grammar yelling shit, cause he sped up outrun some bumpkin took a spill, and slammed his head" it'll come out as "It was Kelsey mar yelling s cause he s up to outrun some kin, took a s and med his head." And then they send warning notes, threating to close your account cause u mentioned a "bump"y ride or something. If you put your head down and write an little apology and "so sorry, forgot your wonderful rules, wont do it again." they back off but I just got so annoyed at how they were nitpicking their customers I stopped subscribing. The site is okay though so I get why some guys put up with the bullshit. sorry "bulls "

Glad you took the step and happy to hear you are doing well so far.

The guy i used to have sex with he had a jacuzzi, fooled around in it a few times. I like fucking girls in pools!(not sure anyone here cares about that). First time i ever fucked a girl up the ass was actually in a lake near her house

In Gran Canaria gay clothing optional resorts this happens all the time. You're not supposed to swim after dark in the pool (let alone have sex in them) but once the staff is gone, who cares? Guys have sex all over the place after dark there. It happened to me more times after the encounter I described here. I always wanted to go to Key West, Parliament House in Florida, Palm Springs or Fire Island, but never made it there from Europe.

This is not original fiction. I thought of it long ago! But I never managed to bring the tops and bottoms together. I hope to do so soon, in NYC, or elsewhere if I travel. Jamie, you're doing fine. Keep it up, infected or not.

The smell of the leather hood was strong. Since I wasn't prepared for it, I quickly became dizzy. Before I could come around, I found that leather cuffs had been strapped to my wrists. There were hands on both of my arms, keeping me from breaking away, and another pair of hands was undoing my belt. Just as my jeans were yanked down around my ankles, my shirt was torn roughly away from my body. Now dressed in nothing but my jock strap, I was thrown forwards, landing roughly on a mattress. They stretched my arms over my head and snapped the wrist bands to something. I was face down, helpless, with my ass exposed, and one of my captors quickly thrust a rough finger inside my asshole.

You have a gift Jamie85. Thanks for continuing to write.

PART 6 – DEEP-DICKING THE BITCH Dalton didn’t return to work. He marched right past the lawnmower and went back inside his house. Meanwhile, Brian and I texted Jesse—Dalton’s friend from high school—and told him to get his sweet ass over to our place, making sure he parked a few blocks away and entered discreetly through our back gate. About 20 minutes later, we heard a car pull up in Dalton’s driveway. It was the girl he was dating—I frankly couldn’t remember her name, nor did I fucking care. For the purposes of this story, I’m just going to refer to her as the Dickless Wonder, or maybe just Dickless. She wasn’t trying to be a cockblocker, but she was blocking my cock all the same. She needed to go. After she entered Dalton’s house, the two of them made their way to the pool out back. Brian and I were already sitting in our usual spot for spying on the neighbors’ backyard, and we heard a lot of giggling and whispering, with the girlfriend asking all sorts of questions about just how private this little pool was, and Dalton assuring her that it’s really fucking private, OK? Jeez, let’s just fuck already. But I guess she wasn’t listening, because she just kept asking the same goddamn questions. And finally—thankfully—he ended the conversation by shoving her down to her knees and pulling his cock out of his shorts. By this point, Brian already had me pinned against the fence, his fat raw cock shoved deep in my guts. But here’s the thing: while we knew Dalton had a nice piece of meat between his legs, we really weren’t prepared for the sheer impressiveness of that boy’s dick. So when his monster flopped out of his shorts, I actually gasped. Brian gasped, too. And then Brian shuddered, signaling the deposit of a thick load of sperm deep in my guts. I leaned back and kissed my man deeply. Then he pointed toward our neighbors’ backyard, and I turned to see what I’d missed: Dalton had already stripped the Dickless Wonder naked, positioning her for a doggy-style fuck on one of the poolside lounge chairs. “Spread your cunt,” he said in a low, cold voice. She dutifully reached back to open up her pussy with her fingers, but Dalton didn’t seem to pay much attention to her efforts. Instead, he was busy rubbing his cockhead against her asshole. Sensing where he was going, she gave out a sharp little whine. “Honey, no,” she said, trying to get back on her feet so she could negotiate. “You know I don’t like that.” Dalton didn’t reply. He just pushed her tailbone down, forcing an arch in her back, and brutally shoved his giant dick deep in his girlfriend’s ass. She yelped and told him to stop, trying to squirm away from being buttfucked against her will, but it was no use. He just closed his eyes, pressing down on that bitch’s back and crushing her perky little tits against the lounge upholstery, his hand clamped tight over her mouth to stifle her screams and sobs. After a few minutes of thrusting, he repositioned himself by bringing his feet up onto the lounge, squatting directly over her wrecked asshole and letting his full weight deliver a merciless deep-dicking while the poor bitch’s entire body heaved and convulsed in obvious pain. “Please cum or please stop,” she managed to squeak out between thrusts. “I can’t take this. Baby, please stop.” “You know how to make me cum,” he replied. She was silent. “C’mon bitch,” he said, his voice reduced to a cruel, guttural growl. “If you want this to stop, you know what to do.” She seemed frozen. Then he slapped her hard across the ass, sending her into action. Contorting her body to get maximum reach with one of her arms, Dalton’s girlfriend stretched her hand as far back as she could make it go, past her stretched-out hole, placing two of her fingers against Dalton’s twitching ass—her nails brushing up against that beautiful boyhole covered in a light dusting of late-adolescent fur, every one of his hairs illuminated by the late-afternoon sun. Then she hesitated. “Do it all,” he said, “Do it all, and do it now. If you don’t do it now, I’ll never fucking cream your tight little butt. Which means I’ll just keep going at it. Which means you’ll never get a break from my cock destroying your ass.” Hearing that, she stretched her arm further, slipping two knuckles of each finger into Dalton’s butt. He moaned. “Deeper,” he grunted. She managed to get another knuckle in. “Oh fuck,” he muttered under his increasingly shallow breath, his entire body now making the switch into primal breeding mode. His pounding grew more intense. That went on for at least 5 minutes, until he finally reached back and shoved two of his own fingers up his butt. Only then, with four fingers stretching his own ass, did he finally launch into a full-body thrashing assault on his bitch’s hole, unleashing a torrent of seed in her guts. Brian and I watched this entire display silently, unbelievingly. Afterward, I turned to my man and grinned stupidly, shaking my head. He did the same. “Un-fucking-believable,” he said. All I could do was laugh in response. We turned our attention back to Dalton, who was now giving his girlfriend the silent treatment. Clearly he’d gotten what he needed, and he just wanted her to get the fuck out. We heard snatches of an argument from inside the house, followed by the Dickless Wonder walking angrily to her car, stifling tears, then driving off as her tires screeched against the asphalt. * * * Feeling a tap on my shoulder, I turned around to see Jesse in nothing but a jockstrap, his face covered in a giant grin. “I didn’t get to see the whole thing,” he said, “But I think I heard half of it from a block away. So tell me: there’s been a rumor around school that he likes fingers in his butt. Is that true?” “Oh, it’s true alright,” Brian replied. “You wouldn’t believe how true. But listen, pig: see that water bong over there? Instead of worrying about your buddy Dalton, you need to be sucking on that glass pipe like the greedy little methwhore you are. Then I want you to blow some nice thick clouds of white smoke on my dick, OK bro?” Jesse grinned and ran over to grab the pipe. Meanwhile, I kept my eye out for Dalton, hoping that he would return to the pool. Sure enough, about 5 minutes later—while Jesse was silently gorging on my husband’s dripping cock between hits on the bong—Dalton reappeared in his backyard, this time wearing his Speedo. Just as I’d hoped: it was time for his evening swim. He dove into the water and began noisily splashing his way across the length of the pool. That was Jesse’s cue to stop worrying about staying quiet—he was now squatting over Brian’s cock, impaling himself on raw dick. I gave Jesse the thumbs-up signal, which meant he could start letting his ass slap noisily against Brian’s body, and he could start letting loose with the occasional moan. For those first few minutes, Dalton didn’t appear to hear any of the action unfolding in our backyard. But then Brian’s cock suddenly shoved past Jesse’s second sphincter, eliciting a sharp yelp followed by a gruff “Fuck yeah” from our partied-up jockboy. That’s when the splashing stopped. Dalton went quiet. I looked through our little peephole to see him treading water for a few moments, craning his neck in our direction to confirm that he heard what he thought he’d heard. As the water grew calm around him, he almost seemed to suspend his breathing. Somehow even the crickets seemed to go silent. And just like that, the only noise penetrating the evening air was the steady slap-slap-slap of Jesse riding Brian’s dick. Dalton silently propelled himself to the edge of the pool, doing his best to lift himself onto the asphalt without making any noise. Standing up now, he craned his neck toward us again. There was no way he couldn’t hear it now: Slap-slap-slap. Grunt. Slap-slap-slap. Fuck yeah. Without hesitation, Dalton walked right up to my peephole. He placed his eye against it—clearly he’d spied on us before. Except this time, instead of seeing our backyard, all he saw was my eye looking back. “Hey, Dalton,” I said. He didn’t respond at first. He just stared. Then after a few moments’ pause, he simply answered: “Hey.” “We’re hanging out with a buddy here,” I said. “If you wanna join, you’re more than welcome.” Again, no answer. Then his eye disappeared, and for a moment I thought I’d lost him. But I didn’t see him, either—it was like he’d just stepped aside to gather his thoughts. Then after a long silence, he answered in a near-whisper: “OK,” he said. Another pause. At last, his eye reentered my line of sight. “OK,” he repeated. “I’ll be right over.” I turned back to Brian and Jesse, who’d paused their fucking to listen to the exchange. Jesse had the most triumphant smile I think I’ve ever seen on anybody, plus he had a giant mess of cum all over his stomach and chest. His cock was still oozing seed as Brian’s dick twitched steadily, rhythmically, deep in that sweet boyhole. “OK, you twisted motherfuckers,” I said with an evil grin, “Our wait is over. It’s time to fuckin’ own this boy.”

CHAPTER 5 - A COLD BEER The next day was a scorcher, and Dalton did everyone in the neighborhood a favor by stepping outside in a few scraps of clothing to mow his parents’ lawn. In keeping with tradition, Brian and I stood at our kitchen window watching Neighbor Boy put on a show. Within 10 minutes, the kid’s tank top was soaked through with sweat, so he stopped to peel it off—leaving him in nothing but basketball shorts and tennis shoes. A few minutes after that, his waistband glistened wetly in the sun as it slowly slid down his lower abdomen to reveal a patch of dark fur sprouting up between his bellybutton and his cock. While Brian fingered my hole and I jacked my dripping poz cock, I told him we should invite the kid over for a cold drink—and maybe put on a little show of our own. My husband flashed a wolfish smile in response. And without saying another word, he stepped out toward the pool while I made my way toward the front door. * * * “Hey, bud—it’s fucking hot out here today. Can I offer you a beer?” I stood on the front porch wearing nothing but a pair of soccer shorts, waving a can of beer in Dalton’s direction. He looked a little surprised—I don’t think he expected us to be supplying him with alcohol—and responded with a friendly nod. I headed back inside, leaving the door cracked open. Moments later, he walked through the door, still shirtless. “I took off my shoes,” he said. “Is it cool for me to be in here? I don’t want to drip sweat everywhere.” “Sure, bud,” I replied, handing him the beer. “Drink up. Lots more where that came from.” He tilted his head back to chug the beer. As he did so, he inadvertently thrust his hips forward to reveal the clear outline of his fleshy cock. He killed the can in a single giant gulp. “You obviously need another one,” I said, tossing him a second can. Just as he opened it, I heard a door slide open behind me. It was Brian returning from the pool. I kept my gaze on Dalton—and just as I expected, the kid’s eyes suddenly went wide. I feigned curiosity and turned around to see what Dalton was staring at. And there was my husband, stark naked, dripping wet, his fat hole-wrecker of a cock fully erect, its thick dorsal vein pointed directly toward the taut, sweaty abs of Neighbor Boy. “Jesus, Brian!” I said, doing my best to appear mortified. “Put some fucking clothes on. We’ve got a guest.” “My God, Dalton—I’m so sorry,” he said, grabbing a towel from the guest bathroom and wrapping it around his waist. “No worries, dude,” Dalton replied quietly, his eyes locked on his beer can as his face flushed red. My gaze traveled down toward his crotch. Just as I’d hoped—and though he was trying to hide it with his free hand—the bulge in his shorts had grown noticeably thicker, causing that sweat-soaked waistband to slide a little lower. All three of us stood there in silence for a moment. Then Dalton shot a quick, guilty glance in my direction, gulped down the rest of his beer, and gave me a stiff nod. “Better get back to work,” he said, his voice shaking just the tiniest bit. “Thanks for the cold beers.”

I had a friend, well it's complicated, coming over last night. We met about nine years ago, he was 16 at the time, I was 19. We flirted back then, kissed a few times, but never actually fucked or anything because he was way too confused about coming to terms with his sexual orientation. We've been on and off through the years, so last December our contact started up again, this time more intense. Anyway, he got home last night and we started drinking a few beers and smoking. He's into weed, I'm into hookas, so we just blended the whole idea and started getting high. It hit hard and fast. He knows I'm a versatile top, but he's a top himself, so he knew that if there was going to be sex, he was going to top me. Yes, please. We started making out and I just grabbed his package. That sausage was soft, but you could feel it getting thicker and harder by the second. He moaned a bit when I put my hand under his boxers and grabbed his balls. The feeling of being stoned but conscious of what you're doing is actually kind of pleasant. We left the living room and crashed in my bed. We undressed and there he was: a 25-year-old male, with the right amount of hair, athletic but not muscular, clean shaven, with a 9-incher completely rock hard. I pushed him back, he fell on top of the sheets and I just started sucking. He was moaning and groaning. He also became extremely verbal: "Fuck, I've never felt that. Do it again," he said when I deepthroated him. He grabbed my head and started fucking my mouth wildly. We kissed and he started stroking my throbbing dick. In a matter of seconds, he was giving my head like there's no tomorrow. I seriously advice to try getting high and having sex, best feeling ever. While he was sucking me, he started to massage my hole and put a wet finger inside. I moaned and he kept finger-fucking me. We were ready to fuck. Even though I love BB sex, I got a box full of rubbers just in case. I'm not going to let a hottie escape because he doesn't want to go BB. The problem was that his cock is just too big, so my condoms would not fit. Well, they did, for a while. He started pounding my arse as I was on all fours, and I could feel the head of his cock in my stomach. When he started going wild, he said: "Fuck, babe. It broke." I turned around, looked at him, removed the rubber, lubbed it up and said to him: "put it back in." He asked me if I was sure, and after nodding he went back at it. What a fucking festival of sounds, heat, sweat! We were sweating like pigs, and this boy-turned-man was pounding the shit out of me bare. He pushed harder and said: "I'm gonna cum," and I only said: "do it." He groaned and moaned as he bred me, immediately falling over my back knackered. He asked me to stroke my cock and give him a facial, so I complied. Turned him around -he's way smaller than me- and started jacking off as he dirty-talked to me. I shot five or six times, I think. His face was all shiny and white. After that, we hit the shower, had something to eat and went to bed. He left about an hour ago. Who has been fucked or has fucked a friend from the past after many years?

Steve watched his roommates bubble ass bobbing up and down as his roommate fucked his girl friend. The slut was moaning with pleasure as her sexy boy friend made love to her. Adam was a pastor's kid from a small town and was so naive that he had no clue that his girl friend was a druggie and was fucking many guys behind his back. Steve was disgusted by that slut but he adored her boy friend Adam so made a deal with her to help him get Adam. She convinced Adam to take some drugs with her and in the middle of wild sex, she left leaving Adam high and horny with Steve. Adam was cursing out of sexual frustration as Steve pretended to just wake up from his sleep. " what's up?" " I am sorry. My girl friend just got me so upset. Hope I didn't wake u up." He was so polite with his hard cock in his fist. Soon he started to pump his meat vigorously. " do u want something to help u relax?" " what do u have?" I gave him an e and soon he was laying down on the floor near me. I started to rub his shoulders and he warmed up to me more. I rubbed his body all over til I had him on his stomach and I was massaging the back of his thighs. I placed a pillow under his body helped him to prop up his butt higher. As I approached his hole with my massaging hand, I. Quickly. Loaded another E and some t into his hole and pushed them in with a finger. He started to protest weakly but soon opened up more as the drugs started to work. I pressed down on his body with mine and popped into his hole with my cock head. As soon as he protested, I popped it right back out which made him yelp as well. I popped my thick cock head in and out of his hole repeatedly and made his body jerk under my body til he opened up and started to push up taking my cock head deeper into him to stop nywonderboy@me.com from popping in and out of him. As he took my cock deeper into his hole, he started to enjoy how it fit and rubbed the prostate deep in his hole. Soon he was fucking himself on my cock as I held my body up above him. I started to feel him reaching orgasm as his hole started to grab and squeeze around my cock shaft so I took over and started to use my whole body to fuck his hole deep and hard. He gasped for air as I knocked the air out of his lung on my downward plunges.... Soon I started to spray and coat his inner walls with my cum as I heard him say " fuck me more please" under his breath. I happily obliged and fucked him many more times while we shared the room

fucking hot, nothing better than getting fucked in public

As I had been told, the following weekend I met Joe, and he, Mark and I had a very intense weekend. Joe arrived at about 8:00 PM on Friday evening, greeting Mark and me with a bear hug. Just looking at him, my cock twitched with excitement, especially as his cock was bulging in his tight 501 Levi jeans. He was about 6' 2", was nicely built, had a full head of dark, even black hair, as well as a full black beard. Just my type. Mark led us down into the dungeon where we had a few drinks while watching the TIM film, Viral Loads. Seated between Mark and Joe, two hot leather men, my cock involuntarily got harder and harder. Noticing as much, and gauging I was ready, Mark pushed my head down onto Joe’s lap, ordering me to “Lick the wet spot on my buddy’s crotch.” Of course I was more than willing to do so. Joe opened his jeans and extracted his seven inch cock, which was, as I suspected, already hard. I devoured every inch. Mark, meanwhile, managed to rip a hole in the ass of my jeans, and vigorously fingered my hole with two fingers, and then even managed to place a wet kiss on my ass lips. Damn, my hole wanted to get more and more, and both Joe and Mark were just the men to give me what I wanted. Picking me up, Joe carried me to his sling where he expertly restrained me. This was the same sling where I had my ass had received its first poz load from Mark. Now it was time to willingly take more of his highly toxic cum deep into my ass. I had been anticipating this second baptism the entire week, and damn, my hole was more than ready. Before this would happen, however, Mark ordered me to worship his poz seed, and I was to accomplish that through the respectful worship of his cock, which he facilitated by standing directly behind my head, and allowing me to lick his soft cock and balls, sporadically, however, withdrawing from my reach, teasing me, urging me to describe the desire I felt for his manly member. The courtly language of the past sprung to mind, and seemed to suit the occasion: “Your cock is the erotic gifter of the pleasures I seek,” and “Let your member speak to me, and return my lust,” and again, “Oh sir, fill me with your cock and leave with me your toxic poz seed.” Slowly, with the dignity the occasion merited, Mark's cock rose to its full dignity, which, of course, turned-on Joe, who all this time had been preparing my ass with a large dildo which he inserted into my body through the hole Mark had ripped in the seat of my jeans. My cock, meanwhile, strained against my jeans, leaking pre-cum in generous quantities, which soaked through the jeans, and led Mark to pull my jeans off, and, securing my cock by the base to discourage further erection, he snapped a leather cod piece on my cock. Both leather men continued to use my body, Mark, by fucking my face, and Joe by rubbing his cock up and down my ass crack, teasing my hole with his juicy dock head. Man, I was so fuckin’ horny. Perhaps thinking of the film we had been watching, Joe then used a baster to squirt a generous quantity of cum into my ass, confirming my unspoken question, that yes, it was poz cum. Just to add to the experience, Mark then slid a frozen cum popsicle into my mouth, which, in softening, left me feeling totally immersed in toxic poz cum: toxic poz cum dripping into my hole, and no less erotic, toxic poz cum was melting in my mouth. “It’s now time for you to receive more of my highly toxic cum,” Mark intoned, and apparently having choreographed the move, Mark and Joe moved the portable sling over to the leather breeding table, and in a deft movement, Mark slid a chrome speculum into my hungry hole, which made it easy for him to squeeze the contents of a condom into my cavity. I was gratified when Mark casually remarked the poz seed he was now giving me was from Joe, and that it constituted no less than four loads. As the last drops of Joe’s load disappeared into my hole, Mark removed the speculum, and inserted his magnificent, toxic gifter cock. My cock throbbed under its leather cod piece, and my hole was on fire. Mark’s cock felt so good. My ass muscles tightened around his cock, welcoming it, pleading with it to plunge deeper, ever deeper. Mark, however, was not one to be hurried, and established his own pace in splitting me open. Slowly, gradually, Mark moved deeper, ignoring my pleas that he plunge in balls-deep. Joe, meanwhile, was not one to stand aside idly, but rather he stood over my head, and slid his cock into my mouth, face-fucking me as only a leather man can carry off, his cock head drooling generous quantities of poz cum in the process, which told me he was approaching his climax, as was Mark, who groaned he was about to blow his toxic poz load into my hole – poz seed for both my willing and desirous mouth and my no less willing and desirous ass. Just then, as I thought Joe was about to blow his load deep in my throat, he withdrew his cock from my mouth and managed to order to me extend my tongue, which I did just in time for him to blow his load on my lips, face, chin and tongue. Oh man, his hot poz cum on my tongue, and while I was tempted to immediately relish it, Joe forestalled by action by immediately licking-up the stray drops of cum, and sharing all of it with me in a deep, all-encompassing kiss, a kiss that surely pushed Mark over the top, and he announced as much by yelling “Receive my poz load!” as he blew another deadly load in my hole.

If I have a cock in my fuckhole, don´t want it pulled out before the load is inside my hole.

I met a bottom like this. He buzzed me up to his apartment and when I went inside he was face-down-ass-up on the bed. I rimmed his cunt for a few mintues and then slide my hard cock deep into his asshole. His ass was like fucking warm butter. I fucked him hard and deep and my cock got frothy. He told me that he already took 5 loads before me. I LOVE fucking a creamy hole like that. Had such a sweet hole and I held on as long as I could and then fed his hungry cunt my load. He turned around and sucked my cock clean. As I left I met a guy coming up the elevator heading toward the bottom's apartment. I've been back a few times.

What I did was stupid, and I knew it. But by not articulating the obvious, I could keep things in suspense in a way, making the oh-so-real threat seem less tangible, somehow blurry and far away, as if it had nothing to do with me. I should have stopped him, but I didn't, somehow couldn't. And you're right, PozfetishPig, I was helpless in a way, but not like most people would expect. It wasn't like I was at his mercy, tied up or held down, forced to surrender to whatever he had planned for me. Sure, he was on top of me, holding my lank, boyish legs spread wide with his paw-like hands, while his fat bare dick was sawing in and out of my teenaged pussy. But I could have asked him to pull out and let me go anytime and - call me naive - I'm 100% sure he would have complied, if I'd asked him to. Though his big cock and towering body was totally dominating me, I never felt like I had given up control, which makes my reaction even harder to explain. You know, I was free to go and I wasn't drunk or on drugs either. My mind was clear, the meaning of that tattoo obvious and I knew the only reasonable thing to do - but for some reason I couldn't make myself do it. I had to ask him to pull out, had to better ask him soon, but each time his fat mancock was sliding back into me, bottoming out inside my sore rectum, I was telliing myself 'Just once more, oh my God, just once more'. I yelped each time he was hitting ground, his cock was hurting my insides, my hole way to small to properly accomodate its girth, but I just couldn't imagine a world in which this fat, throbbing intruder was not ravaging my boypussy. Or, probably more accurate, I didn't want to imagine it. Of course I knew where this was leading, that I would end up with a big load of this guy's poz cum deep inside my guts if I didn't act soon. But though he was hurting me, I had this strange feeling that I was born to be hurt like that, to have strangers abuse me like that. 'One more thrust, just let him hurt you once more'. And before I really knew it, one more thrust had proved to be one too many and I felt his cock expanding inside me, throbbing fiercely as his poz load was coating my insides.

PFG? I can respond with a big fat FUCK YEAH! When it comes to dirty Poz Talk turning me on! It seems to go right into your brain and fucking stroke your deck. Right now 'bently67' "The Tatoo Artist" ! Has me most horned up for it's filthy hot Poz Talk. Serious twisted and amazing fucking going on there. ​Really I think there needs to be a Fucking Glossary for anyone out there wanting to write down a Poz Fuck Fantasy. No one should call a cock just 'cock' or cum just 'cum' when you can call it: Poz Pecker Poison Pecker Demon Dick Death Dick AIDS Cock POZ Cock. And cum? How about Death Seed Demon Seed Sarah Palin Seed Poz cum Deadly DNA Or shoot, just using words like "Toxic" "Poison" "Venom" "Disease"all fucking hot Love really loaded talking like: "Going to fucking CHARGE YOU UP!" or "My Dick is a fucking loaded Poz Gun up your ass! going fucking shoot my Death Bullets up your hole!" or the fucking good "Take my Toxic Death cum! Converting your fucking NEG hole with my charged Poz death seed!!!" Would love to find someone I could chat like that with any fucking time.

I watched Jake abuse the boy's stiff dick like the expert, seasoned cocksucker he'd become. Tanner was completely lost in the sensation, being edged almost continuously and not being able to cum. I had to admire my handiwork as the two hot little studs made out with other, feeling each other's tight little bodies, massaging, squeezing, exploring as their tongues embraced. I took a final hit, sauntered over to the boys, put my mouth next to theirs and exhaled, watching the boys breathe in the white cloud as it dissolved around them. I joined them in a three way kiss, sucking on Tanner's tongue then moving to shove my tongue down Jake's throat. "Can I fuck him ?" Jake whimpered I patted him on the head, "Not yet...I'm gonna replace the seed you felched out of him" "Ok daddy" Jake replied, my dick stiffened. "Tanner, daddy's gonna fuck you...when he cums, clench your ass...I don't wanna see his vim leak out...I don't want to punish you" Jake commanded, in between sweetly kissing the boy. "Turn around, turn out your ass and spread your cheeks boy" I said Tanner complied instantly, straddling the chair. Jake went round the back, stood on a Stoll and shoved his cock into the jocks throat one thrust and his 8 inches vanished without so much of a cough from Tanner. I rubbed my now concrete shaft on the boys hole... "Open it boy" I said, he complied...his tight boy cherry parted ever so slightly, pulsed open. I took the opportunity to shove my index finger in at its most open. It was like hot silk up there and I had to moan. "Its going to be rough boy, I'm going to Fuck you into manhood" I fingered his prostate and I swear he nearly swallowed Jake's ball sack as well as his entire shaft. "You'll thank me later when some of my friends Fuck you into oblivion....you won't want to be tight in an hour boy, and you won't be" I ran my nail along his pleasure button and felt him spasm uncontrollably.... another anti-orgasm swept over him. I ripped my finger out and delighted as he hole stayed open just a little bit longer. "1..." I said, spitting on my hand. "2..." "Here...we...go" "3" I shoved my entire shaft up his gently open cum-lined shoot...this time he moaned hard and Jake pulled out of his throat. "Just in case" he laughed. He took a hit of poppers, and watched me as I pressed into Tanner. He was way too tight for what I had planned and he'd have to loosen up quickly, 3,4,5 inches pushed past his hole's resistance. The boys shared the amyl and, in no time I was buried to the hilt in his hot little ass. My hands gripped his hips tightly as he breathed deep and hard. No help waiting, the boy needed it hard if he was going to make it through our party. I started pulling out, I thought he was about to scream but he moaned deeply instead. "Yesssss" he sighed in a thick baritone I'd have to thank Bruno, my dealer later...whatever he'd given me, was working magic on Tanner. Even as his ass lips tugged against my invading cock, blossoming on my being shaft, he still wanted more. I shoved back in. "Whoah" Jake clapped, "Fuck that's hot" "Can..." Tanned started as I shoved in and out of his de-virgined cunt "Can...I...uh....please....uh...God...suck your cock!" He cried, head up back low, ass out. Jake looked at me with sheer glee, took a step forward, eyes still fixed on mine and planted Tanner at the root of his dick...matching my thrusts into the Adonis' throat. Bit by bit, I felt Tanner's hole stretch but, not quick enough. He'd make all our guests cum in seconds in this state....I was only lasting so long because of sheer, mental diligence. I closed my eyes, gritted my teeth and pummelled the boy's pussy like it was going out of fashion, in out, feeling it tense looser and looser around me. The the fog of my discipline of not cumming, I felt Tanner move slightly, backing up towards me. Then another set of legs by mine. I slowed down, opened my eyes and saw that Jake was sitting in the chair, under Tanner...cock primed. He smiled at me over Tanner's shoulder. "Need some help?" he asked, pushing his cock head ever so slowly against the underside of my shaft. "You read my mind fucker" I said..."Here though" I pulled completely out of Tanner, rubbing my pre cum, ass juice coated shaft on Jakes, then shoved back in. Jake smiled, bit his lip and pressed his dick against Tanner's stuffed cunt. As Jake applied pressure, Tanner's head flew up "Yea!!" he cried..."Fuck me...uh...together!" You gotta love jocks, I thought. Always up for the challenge. I heard Jake grunt loudly, felt a piercing rip shudder through Tanner's body and then, Jake's cock head pop through the outer ring, lodged next to the base of my already ball-deep shaft.

Jake poured a small capful of g into some soda, and handed it to me as he pulled out the points. "Hold your nose and shot this boy" I said to Tanner, lifting his moist lips off my dick. Tanner knocked the shot back and immediately sucked his gums as the flavour registered in the back of his head. I quickly guided him back to my dick as he flushed red and started to sweat a little as the g worked into his system. Jake left the toys for a moment, got behind Tanner in the chair, hoisted the boy's ass onto his lap and stuck his tongue up the boy's freshly seeded hole. Tanner moaned around my dick as Jake gave him his first, out-and-in rim job...hitting all of the boys anal buttons. It turned me on knowing Jake and Tanner were tasting me at the same time, I felt my cock start to grow again, snaking its way down Tanner's receiving gullet. To his credit, the boy never lost suction even whilst his face was buried in my crotch. Jake was list in the jock's ass, he'd come up for air every once in a while, spread the boy's cheeks further apart before diving back in, licking, kissing, and slurping on the perfectly corrupted, cherry-ripe hole. Whole minutes passed in this perfect daisy chain, each worshipping the other. All the while Tanner moaning, experiencing the pleasure of being rimmed out. Eventually, Jake came up, smiled, and indicated that we should switch. I was only too happy, the boy was close to milking another load out of me and I was close to letting him have it. We spun the boy around and Jake planted his lips on Tanner's, passing him a mouthful of my cum, sucked out his ass. Tanner looked momentarily surprised but, his cock got rock hard... "Taste it...Taste the seed that bred you" Jake said.... "Good bro!...now swallow..." Tanner did as he was told as I gently started fingering his hairless little cunt. Jake made a "syringe" action with his hand behind Tanner's head as he deep kissed him again...time for the real party to start. I got the tourniquet and points "On the chair kid" I commanded, slapping Tanner's ass hard. Jake switched out and grabbed a ball clench from our 'bag of tricks" "Dont want any accidental spillages" he grinned. Tanner looked so fucking gorgeous in the chair, like some kind of blonde God...cut glass body heaving under taught, Sun kissed skin, rivulets of sweat creeping down the crevices of his muscle. "Boy" I said "Anyone ever told you, you are perfect?" He smirked, a little slowly from the drugs I ruffled his blonde hair, bringing my hulking frame close to his, pressing my hairy chest against his hairless frame, kissing him deeply and passionately. Tasting my cum and feeling his heat. I broke the kiss, and began to whisper in his ear. "Tanner, I'm going to fuck you again..." His pecs shivered "Jake's gonna fuck you. We're gonna break you in right, get you used to cock, craving it...by the end of the night it's all you're gonna think about...that tight little jock pussy is gonna bleed with cum..." Jake began kissing Tanner's drug sensitive thighs and he moaned. "And...you're gonna love it" I continued licking his ear. "O... ok..." He breathed I smiled "First, cuz you deserve it...I'm gonna give you a shot of something, help you relax baby boy, help you on your way to realising what you were built for...what you were bred to be" "A ..." I bit his ear "Jock boy cum dump" He moaned and I tweaked one of his pink nipples. "That a consent boy" Jake bit the boy's thighs leaving an angry love bite "Yes!" He sighed "Please" "Jake's gonna clamp your boy balls, stop you from cumming till you're a man...no one wants your neg boy jock juice...ok" Jake began screwing the device on the boy and he winced as I strapped up his arm. "Ok boy..." I said...finding a pulsing vein "Here we go" Jake finished screwing the ball clamp as I shot the boy up. There was a moment of silence, I took off the tourniquet and... "F...fuck...chggghgg". The boy went into coughing overdrive as I soothed him, rubbed his back. "Ride it pup, ride it out...we'll see you on the other side." Tanner was still coughing as Jake prepped his own slam. He winked at me as he found base and let go...Jake starting coughing as Tanner came out of his fit.... "Holy fucking hell" he whispered "Holy fucking hell" His eyes were solid black and he smiled wildly as he caught sight of my semi hanging between my legs. "Want it?" I said "Fuck yes!" He cried, licking his lips.... Jake rose up between Tanner's legs. "Daddy'll be back in a minute" he said, passing me a newly packed pipe and engulfing Tanner's growing, useless cock in his mouth. Getting him hard and horny. He'd not cum with the clamp affixed. "Very good boys" I said, sitting in the opposite chair, stroking my semi and lighting up....Jake knew slamming got me off but smoking got me hard...the little fucker.

"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck" he chided as I got up, pulled on some sweats and strode to the door. Tanner furiously stuffed his throbbing cock back into his pants, pulled his shirt back down and sat back on the couch, trying to look like nothing was happening - pretending to watch T.V "Don't worry man" I said, throwing my head back to shoot him a big grin, "You're already fucking mine" I whispered so he didn't hear. Jake was outside; a large overnight bag thrown over his shoulder and a huge grin on his face. "Come in bro" I said, motioning to the big room behind us with my cock as it tented in the jockey fabric of my sweats. "Nice" Jake said, meeting me in a deep, passionate kiss out of Tanner's line of sight. Jake was such a hottie - I felt up his tight, swimmers torso under the fabric of his polo. "We gonna get this party started?" I asked as we broke our kiss. Jake nodded at the heavy bag over his shoulder and flashed me an evil grin. "Good boy...let's go get this jock tweaked" I whispered in his ear, shutting the door behind him. I felt Jake exhale - raditating a deep desire to initiate his hot little friend into the party-fold. Jake walked straight into the kitchen with his stuff, calling out to Tanner as I returned to the jock's side, still shirtless and tenting: "Hey man" Jake called, "Got the booze - bringin the noise man, what you boys been upto?" Dace was still visibly flushed with sex and still trying to conceal his erection.. I shot him a wink as I joined him on the couch - trying to tease him into a kiss but, getting nothing. Tanner tried to wriggle some distance between us as he answered: "Chillin' man. We've just been, chillin" Jake smiled to himself in the kitchen as he loaded a cap of my potent G into one of the sweet, sugary drinks he'd bought at the market: one capful is usually all it takes to get a jock-boy good and hungry for some raw dick, pushing those boundaries far enough to make them receptive to even darker suggestion. However, no matter how hard you try, there's always a gross after-taste to the stuff I get. It's good but, boy does it taste like crap. Luckily, sugar goes a long way to making it better - not to mention the fact that those cheap, alco-pop flavoured drinks are gross to begin with. Jake popped a bottle of amyl into his pocket and sauntered into the living room as I got up to replace him in the kitchen - I wanted to collect a few 'props' of my own from my play-bag but, also see if Jake could take the next step in his education and chem up his perfect friend alone. Tanner was still in a state of agitation, nearly being outed as a bottom-boy fag had really got to him - he grabbed the drink Jake offered him, downing the tumbler full of chem-pop in one, long hit. He slammed the glass on the little table next to him and scrunched up his face like he'd taken a hit of strong whisky: "dude, what the fuck was that?" He blurted as the taste hit him. Jake looked down at the pinkish liquid in his glass, trying to conceal a giant smirk: "Raspberry-Nado" he said, remembering the label. Tanner squirmed, shaking his tongue in the air. "I know, I know" Jake said sipping on the 'same' drink - "It's fucking gross dude but, it gets you totally fucking blitzed...Honestly, I've already had one on the way over - it gets better the second time, promise" Jake said, handing Tanner his own drink and shouting to me in the kitchen to 'bring more booze'. I smiled to myself - Jake really was a hot little find, a real dom-top, chemslut in training. He was a natural and I couldn't help but be so proud for having brought that out of him so young and perfect. He'd corrupt so many fucking boys - he had all the hallmarks of becoming a man no boy could resist.

There used to be a theater like that in San Mateo called the Palm. A filthy theater showing old porn full of horny men looking to get off. I spent several years of my lunch hours, pants around my ankles, leaning against the wall in the back taking anon cock n loads in my cunt. Some weeks I got 10+ loads. The Palm is gone now replaced by condos - it was a great place while it lasted...

The next couple of weeks flew by, I cleaned up the spare bedroom just in case the boy actually called us from the airport, not really expecting him too since I’m used to being teased by sweet young things. Friday night of the second week came and went, really expected it would then around 5:30 on Saturday morning my phone buzzed “Just arrived, on way to baggage claim, please cum pick me up” My heart was all aflutter as I nudged my husband awake “The boy actually arrived, get dressed, and let’s go get him” We didn’t even bother to shower and just threw on some clothes, we both were a little sweaty and even had a hint of the sex we had with the neighbor boy the night previously we arrived at the new terminal in about 25 minutes and circled around the arriving flight area, on the second go round my heart stopped as I spotted him standing near the curb, I stopped about 50 yards away and texted him “Here, at airport looking for you, dark blue ford, little roller-skate, wave if you can see us” I noticed him fumbling in his pocket and pulling out his phone, he read the text and began looking around, he looked toward us then raised his hand and waved, and I pulled forward and stopped the car in front of him. Popped the trunk and got out to help him with his medium sized bag and gym bag, as I approached him he set down his gym bag on top of his other bag and pulled me into a big hug, there were small tears streaming down his cheeks “I wasn’t sure if you were really going to come get me, I can’t believe I’m actually doing this” I hugged him back as my partner shifted himself to the back seat making room for our house guest, I threw his bags in the trunk and slammed it shut, climbing into the driver’s seat, putting on my seat belt and pulling away from the curb and onto the exit from the airport, the boy looked terrified and excited all rolled up into one “I’m not sure if we ever exchanged first names but I’m Nathaniel, and I’m so happy to finally get to meet you in person” I introduced myself and my hubby to him and took his hand in mine to let him know he had little to worry about, he moved my hand to his crotch which was already bulging in anticipation. We exchanged small talk on the short drive back to our apartment all the while he groped me and I him, while my hubby in the back seat kneaded his shoulders and teased him with views of his large phallus. We arrived at our apartment and I parked the car and retrieved his luggage from the trunk, assisting him to carry it into the dwelling, once inside the boys reservations suddenly disappeared and he breathed in a sigh of relief, out of public view he suddenly relaxed. “So how was the trip?” “a little bumpy, but I made it here, I honestly didn’t know if you were really going to show up and was prepared to take the bus to the city” “Aren’t you glad we showed up, saving you the bus trip and god only knows what else?” “Yeah and you two turned out to be the sexist couple, when you pulled up I thought I had gone to heaven” I laughed, and Jake my partner chuckled. Being a serodiscordent couple my status was only discussed in whether I disclosed to potential partners, Jake only occasionally got off on Poz talk, and the idea of gift giving was somewhat taboo with him. I had warned Nate throughout our conversations to keep his chaser status under wraps “So how’d your coffee house encounter go” I asked referring to his post on BZ about a pending hook up with a daddy he spied in a local coffee house “he was a flake sort of, he made a date then kept rescheduling, then when we did get together he just wanted to suck me off, wouldn’t even let me touch his junk” “Ah I see, so total wash out eh” “Yeah, but I learned a good lesson out of it, some guys just like to tease” I had refrained from making a move on Nate, didn’t want to scare him off, this god from the northwest, I picked up his luggage from the middle of the living room, bent over slightly towards him and placed a kiss on his cheek, then carried his bags into the spare room, he followed me as I showed him his bed set off to the side of the room “This is your room for the week, if you so choose to stay here” “Why wouldn’t I want to stay here daddy” With that he became somewhat the aggressor and began kissing me passionately, I reached under his tee shirt and began playing with his nipples as Jake came up behind him and began nibbling on his neck, he raised his arms above his head and we removed his tee shirt revealing that hot torso I had been drooling over ever since seeing his photo album on BZ. I began sucking and nibbling on that nubile body while fumbling with his belt and zipper, then peeling his jeans from his hips, boy claimed to be all bottom but his cock was ridged and drooling while Jake and I worked over his body, Nate stepped out of his jeans and cute sexy briefs and stood before us completely naked as we caressed and fondled his hot body, it didn’t take us long to shed the few articles of clothing we wore and soon we were on the bed with Nate between us as he sucked my cock and got rimmed by Jake, opening up his nearly virgin hole. Nate got me hard and turned around to sit on my erection as he began taking Jake deep into his mouth, the head of my engorged tool poked into his moist hole, he grimaced and screamed as my shaft penetrated him for the first time, I quickly pulled out, Afraid I had hurt the boy “No daddy, it really didn’t hurt that much, put it back in” I reached over to the nightstand and withdrew a bottle of lube and applied it into his hole then worked my cock back into his slick orifice, this time he just moaned around Jakes cock ,as it slid into his throat, Nate gagged a little, then swallowed Jake to the root. The boy suddenly became voracious and began bucking back onto my cock, which was by now coating his rectal walls with my toxic pre-cum, stretching and tearing his sphincter and ass up. I began piston pumping the boy as I knew this first time I wouldn’t last long. Jake was beginning to growl and scrunch up his face and I knew Nate was getting a taste of his baby batter as he shot his load in the boys’ mouth and throat. Jake pulled out and Nate licked his cock and balls clean as I continued to pump away at his tender ass, as my partner exited the room to go fix some breakfast I pulled Nate down onto the bed, still impaled in his ass I began fucking him with him on his side “You want my toxic Baby batter up your ass boy?” I whispered in his ear “Yeah daddy, knock me up, give me your Poz seed” “So, you want my toxic, Poz dna in you” “Give me your bug Daddy” A couple more thrust and I could feel my cock pulsing with my toxic seed flowing into this once sweet thing, one, two, three blast of cum deep in his gut, my cock aching to spew more seed into this once innocent boy, a boy now begging me for my seed ”here it cums boy no turning back now” He suddenly clamped down trying to push me out but only succeeding in milking my cock of its final drops, I lay there behind him nibbling on his neck my cock still buried in his convulsing ass, I pulled his face around, and gave him a big sloppy kiss as my cock began to soften and slid out of his hole. He rolled over and kissed me back before sliding down to clean off my cock his ass suddenly in the air again as Jake re-entered the room with breakfast. “Well this can wait a few” as he set down the plates and slid his cock into Nate’s now used and cummy hole. Jake fucked him for about 5 to ten minutes before adding his negative deposit to join my toxic spooge. We ate breakfast and then took Nate to the shower where we proceeded to make out and tease him while soaping him up and washing him off. Jake got dressed as we were drying off then proceeded to tell us to be good as he left to go do errands. I took the towel from Nate’s hips and led him to the king size bed and turned on the television and Blu-ray to stream some movies for the boy, it didn’t take much and he was hard and dripping again. “Ok son, now its daddies turn, I know we have discussed you only wanting to bottom but daddy has needs too” With that I took his 8 inch cock in my mouth and began to give him a blow job to remember. He was getting close when I began to rim his hole and he thought he was going to get fucked some more. I could taste the two loads of cum in his hole and sucked some out savoring the taste the kissing him deeply to share with him the cummy taste of his ass, as I lay on top of my hot Twinkie stud I guided his cock to my hole then breaking our passionate kiss sank my ass over his pole impaling myself on his ridged dripping cock “Daddy I don’t top” “Well if you’re going to take my seed, you’re going to have to earn to give back every now and then” I rocked back and forth a few times sliding my ass lips up and down his engorged penis giving him immense pleasure, Nate began working his cock into my hole then hilting it blew his first top load deep into my guts. I rolled off him and cleaned my ass juices and his cum from his cock then once again sharing it with him via a deep kiss. “Wow that was mind blowing” “Don’t get used to it son, that is the last time you get to fuck daddy again till you test Poz.” “Well times a wasting” With which he rolls over and mounts my hard cock again this time using the cum in his ass to lube my entry, I pump in and out of him for some time working his slick wall with the seed that already exist then slowly adding my pre-cum to the mix I was still sliding my cock in and out when Jake returned home a couple hours later having made two more deposits. Jake prepared dinner and Nate and I picked out some movies on Netflix to watch