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I'd been in this city for three days. It had rained every day and the gym was being renovated in my hotel. I hadn't gone for a run since Sunday evening. I was having a really rough day at work. I was tired and just needed to get the hell out of the office where I was working. Since I couldn't go for a run or go to the gym, I decided "what the fuck" and got online to find a gay bar or at least a gay friendly bar nearby. I found one a few blocks away (good since I had no car) and I went to the hotel and changed out of my suit. I put on a t-shirt and jeans that showed off my ass. Maybe, on this particular rainy Wednesday evening, I'd get fucked. I went to the bar and when I got inside I was not thrilled, but it was raining and I was wet and not going outside leaving to find a cab (Uber wasn't ubiquitous then). I grabbed a seat at the bar and ordered a vodka tonic. The bartender said, "It's doubles night. You get a double for the price of a single." I agreed. The bartender and I started talking. He told me that the place got busy around 9pm. It's 7pm. I gotta wait 2 hours. Fuck! I looked around. There was a group of business gays in a corner area and a few scattered guys around the bar. Not much to choose from. I talked to a few guys at the bar and was on my second double when I decided to go to the bathroom. I walked in. Two urinals next to each other, a toilet with a door, and a sink. I walked over to the urinal by the wall and started to piss. There was a kind of bulletin board in front of the urinals - get tested for HIV, a gay chorus was starting, etc. This bigger dude walked in. My height, 6'2" and had to be 220 lbs. He was built. A daddy type, definitely older than me, and he exuded confidence. He checked me out and I was trying hard to just look at the bulletin board and pee. I looked over at him and checked out his cock. It was 5" soft. I looked up and smiled at him. He smiled back. I finished peeing and I zipped up my pants and went to wash my hands. He was behind me wanting for the sink. I looked him in the eyes in the mirror and we "connected." He turned me around and we started kissing passionately and furiously. His beard was rubbing on my soft face. It kinda hurt, but I was getting really turned on. His hands were on my ass and I my arms were around his big shoulders. He turned me around fast, unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans and was pushing them down. I reached back and undid his belt, button and zipper. I pushed down the back of my underwear. He went down on his knees for a few seconds and ate my ass - really mostly spitting on it and shoving his tongue in my hole. I know he was wetting me because he was going to fuck me. He got up and spit on his cock. He rubbed it on my hole and started to push inside my ass. I grunted because it hurt. I wasn't lubed up enough. He didn't care and that was turning me on. He bottomed out in my ass and left his thick cock in me for a bit so I could adjust. We made out with my chest and left cheek on the wall. My head was turned to the side and he was kissing me and I was sucking his tongue and kissing back. He started to rock his cock back and forth in my ass. He kept rocking back and forth until I started to moan. Then he stopped kissing me and started fucking me. I pushed my ass back for his cock and he held the rest of me against the wall. After a few short minutes he said, "I'm gonna cum." I reached back my head and kissed him. He unloaded in my ass. He was breathing hard and resting my chest on my back. I was still pressed up against the wall. The bathroom door opened. It was one of the business gays - button down and dress pants. He apologized and was about to leave. My top (never got a name) said, "No worries. I'm done. You want a turn?" The top pulled out of me and the tall Asian business guy stepped behind me. I looked back at the Asian guy - handsome, slim frame. The other top goes to the sink to clean up as the Asian guy undoes his belt and button. He says to the other top, "Got a condom." I'm unzipping Asian guy's pants and reaching for his cock. The other top says, "Doesn't matter." With that said, the tops smile at each other and I feel the new top's cock harden in my hand. He pushes my hand away and slides his raw cock in me. Daddy top left the bathroom. Asian guy talked while fucking me. "You're so hot," "I love fucking bareback," "It's been 2 weeks since he fucked a dude," "I'm not going to last long." This top fucked me for a few minutes and shot his load in my ass. We got cleaned up and left the bathroom. I went back to the bar to finish my drink. The place was still not busy yet. The bartender asked if I was ok because I'd been in the bathroom awhile. I said yes. I heard the business gays erupt with laughter and I looked over. They were looking at me. The bartender came back to me and said a dude had bought me a drink. It was Daddy top. He came over and said thanks for the fuck. I smiled and said it was hot. Daddy top laughed and said it sure was and he went back to hang with his buddies. Now I finish my second double and I have a full third drink, so I start on that one. About half way through the third drink, the business gays start leaving. The Asian guy who fucked me just ignored me as they walked by. One of the business guys - he seemed like a total "geek chic," nerdy type stops on his way out to say goodbye to the bartender. Too much hair covering his face, glasses, thin body, good arms and dressed in a sweater, dress pants, etc. He's right next to me and he says, "Is it true?" I smiled. I was a little drunk. He introduced himself, Gabriel, Michael (an angel name) and said that his friend said he'd fucked me in the bathroom. I said my name and said it was true. The geek nervously asked if I wanted to get fucked again. I said sure but at my hotel. The geek smiled and I turned toward him on the stool. My legs were on either side of him as he stood. We talked and he ran his hands all over my legs. I looked over at the Daddy top. He was smiling at me really big. I finished my third double and I took "geek chic" back to my hotel. He was all over me in the elevator. Kissing me and rubbing my body. It was hot, but not as furious as the make out session with Daddy top. We got to my room and collapsed on my bed. He and I made out and lost our clothes. He had a great slim fit body and a nice 7" cock. He was uncut and I went down on him. I loved playing with his uncut piece - hands, tongue, mouth. I sucked him for awhile and he was moaning. He said, "I'll cum soon if you don't stop." I wanted him to fuck me so I stopped and we made out some more. He slipped his hand between my legs and rubbed my cum wet hole. He fingered me some. He said, "Is that part true too?" Coy, I said, "What part?" He smiled and kissed me. He said, "That you let my friend bareback you and cum inside you?" I said, "Yes. That's his cum lubing my ass now." I could see the dueling looks of desire and hesitation on his face. I put him on his back and kissed him as I climbed on top of him. I put his cock on my ass crack and started rubbing his cock on my ass. I said, "You want to bareback me too don't you?" He said, "I don't know." I lined his cock up with my hole and said, "Your choice or I'll just sit on it if you don't say anything." He looked at me and said nothing. I sat on his bare cock. Slowly guiding the biggest cock of the night into my hole. Fuck he was big. The cum was not so much lube that I couldn't feel the friction and heat in my ass. I let him bottom out while I adjusted to him inside my ass. I squeezed back and said, "You have a great cock." I started to ride him. I rode him for a while and then he got aggressive. He flipped me on my back and slammed his cock back into me. He fucked me hard. The best fuck of the night. He was slamming into me and then slowing down. He'd pull out and smack his cock on my hole and slide it back in. He and I kissed and fucked. I was moaning and feeling his tight small body. This geek chic twink was fucking me so good. Finally, after about 20 minutes of fucking all over the bed he said, "I'm cumming." He slammed his cock inside me and exploded with a big roar of a grunt/moan. The excitement of his explosion and me jerking my cock caused me to cum for the first time that night. We cuddled and slept until the morning. No more sex. I think he felt guilty about barebacking me. I didn't. It was a hot night.

I had an incredible 36 hours of cum-filled excess in Phoenix over the weekend. I’m in town to buy a new house and relocate after ending a five year relationship, but don’t feel sorry for me, because if this trip is any indication, it was a change that was long overdue. 1: Still being on east coast time, I woke up on Saturday morning at 4:30 and decided to drive around Phoenix just to see how things had changed since I used to live here. As soon as I get in to my car, I get a Facebook message from an old friend who says he notices that I'm in town. Evidently FB messenger lists your location even if you haven't posted anything. We start talking and I ask him if he’s up so late/early is because he’s been partying. He says yes and that he’s now a dealer too. Of course, I rushed right over. I haven't partied in about five years, so we'll, you know, I was quite a lightweight. He and I chat about old times as I start to get my buzz on. I start rubbing my cock through my jeans by reflex and I look up and see that he has porn on. He’s about 50 years old, 300 pounds, and a white bottom but he's got a decent, thick 7 inch cock. We sort of fooled around once a decade ago, but upon realizing we were both bottoms it never went anywhere. Well, maybe he was really horny or since he’d been obviously slamming by the look of his arm, we end up in his bed and he rammed his bare cock in to my unprepared hole in a quick thrust. 30 minutes later he filled me up with a big gooey load of spunk. 2: I’d noticed a cute, 25 year old, short construction worker type sitting on my friends couch when I’d come in. He was sleeping but clutching a fancy water pipe and straight porn had been playing on the tv. My friend said the guy was “straight” but made air-quotes while saying it. I walk out of my buddies bedroom to get some water and straight guy is wanking a nice 8 incher and looking real dazed. I say hi and he says it sounds like I was having some fun without looking up from the TV. I glance back at my buddies room and he gives me a go for it look. I walk over to construction worker guy, grab his cock, jerk it for a minute then start to give him head. He’s not super hard at first and doesn't look away from the TV. Eventually, he’s hard as a rock, bends me over the back of the couch and slides it right in. He never looses eye contact with the screen where some blond chick is getting anal from a roomful of dudes. He’s got a jackhammer kind of rhythm and shoots his load after about 15 minutes. He never says a word and just goes back to the couch to smoke and watch porn. 3: My buddy gives me some party supplies, a bottle of lube, and an almost empty bottle of poppers as I'm leaving. At this point, it’s around 9:00 AM and I head back to my hotel. I put the first of many ads on Craig's List advertising an anon hookup with a bareback hotel bottom. The add includes the truth about my age and weight (45 y/o & 235 pounds) and also has a pic of a huge black cock plunging in to my ass that some dude had sent me a copy of years ago. I start to get the usual volley of emails, most of which don’t amount to much until guy #3 actually shows up. It’s the kind of hotel with electronic security, so I have to go downstairs to meet him. He’s early 30’s, scruffy beard in a hip kind of way, white, straight looking guy. He gets out of a contactor’s truck. We go upstairs and he drops his drawers showing a hard 7 ½ incher. I start sucking him and notice his wedding ring. After about 10 min, I assume the position on the bed. He hesitates and says he just wants a bj. I told him the ad was pretty specific about what I wanted. He says he’s never fucked a guy before and do I have a rubber. I told him again that my ad was pretty specific about what I was expecting. I put my head in the pillow and just wait and figure if he leaves that’s fine. After a pause, I feel his cock head ram quickly in to my ass in a way that shows he really never has done it before. He makes an inrush sound and mumbles something about “having no idea.” No more than a dozen tentative thrusts and he groans like a moose in heat and I feel his cock swell as he pumps in load number 3. By the time I look up, he’s out the door. 4: Around noon, guy number 4 comes over. I meet him downstairs and we ride up in the elevator. As soon as the elevator door closes, he kisses me. He’s a good kisser but I kind of freak out since there are cameras everywhere in this hotel. So, this one is obviously a gay guy (not by looks, but by the fact he wants to kiss, talk, etc). He’s about 40, solid build, and a thick seven incher. His pants fall to the floor as we get in to the room and I suck his cock. He is evidently close very quickly since he picks me up, throws me on bed and doggy’s me for all of 6 strokes before cumming. Afterwards he tries working in my cock, but I've got Tina dick and don't really like the focus to be anything but my ass anyway. He seems perturbed that I’m tweeking and gives me a little bit of a speech about drugs and unsafe sex before he goes. 5: An hour later number 5 comes over. He’s remarkably similar to number 3, but younger and also with a wedding ring. His cock is about 7, beautiful, but not much girth. I grab some lube and rub it on my ass while I'm on my knees blowing him. He notices and asks me what that was for. He’s a really nice guy so that when he doesn't show any sign of wanting to fuck, I finish him off by blowing him. I do think I freaked him out a little when I spit his considerable load in to my hand, rubbed it on my ass, and pushed as much in as I could. 6: Around three in the afternoon, a 50 something straight guy with an electric company truck and work clothes stopped by. He said he hasn't done this in years but that his wife doesn't give head. He pulls out a 4 incher which goes, hard, soft, hard, and ultimately soft. After about 30 minutes of trying, we both kind of give up and says he’d like to come back some time (he actually did email me days later but I begged off). 7: At 4 PM, a 34yo black guy who says he needs to be discreet comes by with a thick 8 incher and a very tight metal cock ring. He’s “ready to release a load with another guy” and he does, right in to my willing ass. He asks me to drive him home, but I tell him that I don't drive when I’m spun. He walks home in the Phoenix heat as I enjoy his hot load up my ass. 8: So, my ad is very honest about my age, weight, height, etc. The ad also says that I don’t care about the dudes stats, race, looks, age…it’s all about the dick. Guy number eight is getting off a 12 hour shift somewhere and simply replies to add “where?” and doesn't ask anything about me. I'm waiting outside when he pulls up and he walks around the building twice after seeing me. Finally he texts and I tell him that he’s at the right place and that I'm the guy. We go up in the elevator and I catch him really looking at my ample body in a not so happy way. We get up to the room and he immediately turns off every light there is. I know I'm not Justin Bieber or all that hot any more so I'm not offended. Guy #8 is a hot looking early twenties Hispanic guy with lots of tattoos. I drop to my knees and pull out a huge, soft, uncut cock. I can just hear his thoughts as he’s trying to imagine I’m as hot as he is. He’s disappointed in my comparable hotness level but he’s horny and he’s here. I suck his impressive meat in the dark until it’s pointing straight up like a compass pointing north. I jump up on the bed and assume the position just as he says “I only play safe.” I tell him I don't do condoms and I think that I'm ok with him leaving anyway since its so obvious I'm so not his type. I crawl up the bed to grab my iPad which had just dinged with a new email when he sighs and says “got porn?” I say yep and put on a bb clip of a Hispanic dude fucking a twink. I lean over the bed again and just wait. I'm glad he stayed. He is an incredible fuck. He pumped fast, then as he got close just stopped. I could feel his cock pulsing with his heartbeat as he alternated between perfect strokes and desperate rests to keep from cumming. The fact that he didn't actually like me was a weird turn-on. He started calling me a “dirty cumdump faggot”, slapping my ass, and at one point after touching my Tina dick, he asked if I wanted his cum in “my nasty old tweaked hole?” He shot one of those loads that was so strong, I felt the pulsing flood all the way from my ass to my eyeballs. He dressed in 30 seconds and was out the door. The next guy that I had lined up said he only wanted 100% anon and didn't like that I was at a hotel where I had to come let him in. He said he pictured his cumdump’s face a certain way and didn't want it ruined by actually seeing it. I agree that one of the best parts of a cumdump evening is waiting there ass in the air for the unknown cocks to use me. I decided to move my operation down to a cheap motel 6 about 10 miles away. 9: I get to the Motel 6 around 8pm and checked in. I update my Craigslist ad with the new location and I log in to BBRT to place a party ad. On the BBRT site, there is already an ad for a cumdump at the very same motel! I sit there thinking that it would not be good sportsmanship to post an ad that competed so directly with a fellow cumdump. Besides he was probably hotter than me and I kind of assumed he’d be territorial. On a lark, I emailed him to tell him I was in same motel with same idea but wouldn't place my ad. Surprise, he emailed me back and said that he was actually not feeling well haven taken a viagra on a empty stomach. He said I should go for it and then proceeded to send me the handles of 5 or 6 tops who usually come fill him up. I placed my add and the fellow cumdump and I continued to exchange messages. After about an hour he says he’s feeling better so why don't I come and smoke with him. I walk over to his room and he’s got quite the setup. He’s a hot Hispanic dude about 45 and he's got a very hard 7 inch cock. He’s wearing a harness and a jock strap. We smoke a little and start to talk about the cumdump lifestyle or whatever you call it. It’s fucking hot, this dude is 100% in to everything I am. Really! We talk about how straight and black guys just want to fuck an anonymous hole. He tells me about the best times and motels in Phoenix for anonymous sessions. We talk about the best wording for cumdump ads, how to not draw undue attention in the motel, about how both get off on being video recorded. He reassures me that my being a little heavy is no concern to the anon tops who “just want hole and don't want to even see your face.” We’re both so turned on by the conversation that he orders me to assume the position on his bed and rams his cock right in me with one forceful jam. When I protest he tells me loves it when it hurts and that as a cumdump I should too. For a fellow bottom, he does know how to fuck. It doesn't last long, but before he cums he asks me “you sure you don't mind a charged load?” I answer with my hips instead of my mouth and he pours a witches brew of god knows what in to my willing ass. 10: I head back over to my room to meet the next guy. He was a 25 yo black dude from Ohio who was staying at a hotel across town with some other guys..sad it was some kind of work thing. He was 160 pounds and promised a 9 inch dick which he delivered. I sucked him hard. It was a long, but just average girthed cock. As he fit it in, he said “there won't be any poop on it will here?” I said no, but was thinking, no shit but plenty of other dudes jizz up there. Despite all my previous fucks that day, I had a hard time taking him. He was ramming hard and seemed to be hitting some vital organ inside me. I grinned and bared it as he pumped his first load in me with barely a sound. He washed himself off with my towel and I stayed in doggy position as I usually do until the dude leaves. He surprised me by coming back to the bed and going for round 2. He fucked me a good 20 minutes and again silently added to my collection of cum. After he left, I noticed that the towel he used had just a pale hint of blood on it. I guess he was hitting something important in there. 11: At 1:30am, I received this message “love to fuck a wet slippery hole, I ready right now, 42 6 feet 3 245 ddf and hiv-“. He was a white dude who also included a nice cock shot. He doggy fucked me but the angle was bad, or his dick was small, or I was opened up too much after my last fuck and he kept falling out. He gave it a good try and I kept trying to adjust myself to the optimal contortion and he finally popped one off. I caught a quick view of his face as he was leaving and he was one handsome dude. 12: Around 2:30 AM I got this message “Can I come over?? Would love to walk in and see you get fucked and I wait my turn. 26 Latino 230 cub here's cock pic.” It was a nice thick looking uncut dick. I was in the position when he came in to the room and he went straight in to fucking. Despite all the earlier ax, I could feel e girth of that thing and it was rock hard. After about 15 min he made an unmanly sounding whimper and stopped fucking mid-stroke. It was probably just a few seconds, then his thick cock seemed to swell to twice its size and I felt pulse after pulse of very hot cum. After he pulled out I quickly swiveled around to clean up his cock. I love how the mixed jizz of all those dudes was trapped inside his foreskin. I sucked it as long as he could take post orgasm without ever looking at his face. 13: I headed back over to the friendly cumdump’s room. He was feeling better and was going to opening up for service soon. We smoke a little of his superior product and talked more about being a cumdump. I loved that his so damned proud of it. Even his friends know about what he does and will and him random dudes that they come across. It was so cool hanging out with someone who gets off on the exact same things I do. We talked about taking any dick from any dude and I told him how I prefer ugly dudes over hot ones since they make me feel more humlilated/turned on. We then jerked off while watching videos of each other servicing dudes that we both had on our iPads.. So,at a out 4:00, a dude that had no-showed earlier said he was outside my door and was pissed that I didn't answer. I ran back over to my room and assumed the position. The email he’d sent earlier said “BBC 37 6'1 230 8.5-9cut.” He comes n the room, drops his shorts, and drags me off the bed to suck him off while he sat in a chair. His dick was 9” like the earlier bbc, but was super thick. I sobered up and down on us cock and he watched my every move, grabbing my hand when I touched myself and yelling at me to pay attention to my work. Eventually, he tells me to go back to the bed and slowly inserts his bbc n to my wanting ass. He only fucks for a few minutes then stops and tells me I'm enjoying it too much. He goes back to the chair and I finish him off with a bj, the whole time, arching my ass up hoping he'd go back to what I really wanted. No dice. He held my head down and shot a bitter tasting mouthful of jizz. I wanted it in my ass, so I waited for hm to leave before I spat it in my hand and got as much up my ass as I could. 14: I was getting pretty tired and was really spun at this point, when an old fuckbuddy with a real beer can sized dick (the thickest dick I’ve ever had in my life….hell I still fantasize about that monster and I haven't seen him in 10 years). I tried putting him off because I kind of wanted to see him under fresher circumstances. I could have a thing for this guy if he was the relationship type. Anyhow, he kept at it and I told him which room number. He came over but he’d been partying even harder than I had and his gorgeous beer can dick, although teasingly thick and long just hung there. He did get it up a few times, but couldn't get it in to my surprisingly still tight ass. I fucking wanted it, but it wasn't to be. I told him I had one last guy coming over at 7:00am and needs to close my eyes for a few minutes before he got there. Well, my beer can buddy is also a renowned rimmer. While I dozed in and out for the next 90 minutes, he ate out load after lad f those other guys come from my ass. 15: I was still getting rimmed when the hottest guy of the night walked in. His profile name was “jock” something or another. He was ripped, young, hung, and obviously slumming with this cumdump. He’d contacted me early the night before and specifically asked for a 7:00am appointment. I'm not sure why, but I imagine him being out with some equally hot safe sex dude and knowing that he’ll want to fuck a bare ass once on his way home from his hot but sheathed encounter. I imagine that he knows that a cumdump is the best fuck even if he would never date one. My beer can rimming buddy jumped off my ass and on to jock boys cock immediately. Once jock boy was hard, he fucked me for about 10 minutes while huffing on my pipe. A part of me thought this guy was the hottest piece of meat ever but I wasn't going to acknowledge it like the whole world probably does. I took his perfect sized, perfectly shaped, perfectly coifed cock up my ass the same way I’d taken homeless grandpas dicks before. I'm just a hole for anyone to use. 16: I checked out of the hotel and since I was still horny, I went to the closest adult bookstore. It is now Sunday morning about 9:00 AM. Was hoping to catch the church crowd, if there is such a thing. The theatre was empty so I went to a preview room and watched a straight interracial gang bang movie. I tried the doors of the other rooms, and one f them was open. It was an 50 year old accountant looking married guy watching Asian chicks. He didn't protest so I entered his room and felt his hard but small cock through his shorts. He just sat there, didn't even unzip to give me access. He didn't acknowledge me at all or help me to help him. I had to unzip his shorts, lift him enough to get them to the ground and then repeat the whole thing with his tighty whities. I spent an hour on his hard little dick and boy did he have control. It wasn't until his movie was ending that he finally looked at me with a far away look and silently choked me with a gallon of semen. It came as such a surprise that I coughed, swallowed, and didn't get to keep any for my waiting ass. 17: I go back to my room and eventually hear the accountant leave and another person enter the screening area. It is actually two guys and they are speaking Spanish. I can hear the movie and I'm confused about two Mexicans watching porn together but eventually get enough courage to try their door. It is locked. I rattle it a little and go back to my room. 10 min later I head out to try the rooms again and it is open. They are two Hispanic dudes in their 20’s. One is heavy, one is thin. They’re both short and have their uncut dicks out. They both seem to have the classic 6 inches. One of them motions me in and over to him. The two of them say something in Spanish then one points to his buddies dick and asks me in English if he ”can go to my room and watch my movie while I do that?” I guess they are straightish or embarrassed but they are definitely here for what I am offering. I start sucking the tall guy alone in the room and I do it slowly since he looks like he’s very excited. After a few minutes, he kind of tugs at my shorts and says something in Spanish. I’m not sure what he said but I pull my shorts down and he immediately is groping my cummy, well fucked ass. He seems surprised when his hand comes back all wet but relieved and the happy after he smells his finger and realizes it's cum. He doesn't seem to know what to do next, so I jumped up and sat down on his uncut dick. It had a pronounced bend to the side and was hitting me in an area that felt great. I'm not a big fan of riding dick but it seemed like a situation where I had to take charge. After about 15 min, he shot his wad and held me down sitting in his lap as his breathing slowed. I got off and again got to clean up multiple loads of cum from his shrinking uncut cock. I headed back to my room where e other guy was waiting. His dick was thicker and I think he was a little gayer cause he kept trying to touch my Tina dick. I sucked his dick and offered up my ass but he didn't go for it. I pointed at my ass and at his buddies room and he grinned and briefly ran his finger over my hole. It took about 30 min for me to get him off. My mouth was running a bit dry from the Tina, but he finally pulled out, aimed for my ass and shot his load. It went a bit high in my back but I appreciated the effort and scraped it in to my hole after he went back to his room. I heard them laughing in the next room but couldn't understand a word. I'm guessing they were calling me a cumdump or a crazy anglo. 18: After 2 hours, the movie ends and I head back to my hotel. No get to the hotel and realize that I'm still horny. I decide to go to “the chute” bathhouse in Phoenix. It isn't very crowded there on a Sunday afternoon, but I get a room and lay ass up, drifting in and out of sleep. I wake up and find my way though the maze of rooms to the bathroom. I look up and there is my cumdump friend from the night before. We laugh and he tells me which room he’s in. I stop by and we make out and then he pushes me down on the bed and fucks another one of his charged loads in to me. I’m jealous of a bottom who can fuck but happy to see and feel my friend again. 19: I go back to my cubicle and eventually a dude comes in and I suck his cock. He gets hard and I jump up on the bed assuming the position. He quickly grabs his towel and leaves. I'm embarrassed but remember my new friend telling me to own being a cumdump so I just man up, think it’s his loss and lay back down. 20: The bathhouse is clearing out and there are a handful of guys left. An old ugly guy wanders in to my room and I suck him hard. He has a nice cock hanging between his ancient legs but I soon realize he’s a bottom too. Maybe it's been a long day and a half and something went wrong with my bottom cumdump programming, but I got rock hard. I bent grandpa over my bed and pushed my 6 incher in to his ass. I've probably only fucked about 6 times in my life, but I tore in to his ass while he wheezed away underneath me. His ass felt so wet, I chcked down there expecting the worst and instead found that grandpas ass was full of cum. When I go for over a day having sex, I can shoot enough to fill ten shot glasses and put smeone’s eyes out. Feeling all that cum in that old trolls ass sent me over the edge and I let it lose, giving him every ounce that I had. Grandpa was very grateful and I was finally spent. This trip, especially those 36 hours, were like something out of a TIM Dawson movie. I have never been so happily full of cum and sexually fulfilled in my entire life. I wonder if I can ever top it…um…or should I say bottom it!

Easy, fellas. It's been an interesting day so far. As I said, it was such a surprise when I undressed him. He was smooth and had a lovely star tattoo at the end of his back. Perfect bubble ass, yet he wasn't exactly buff. He was shaking, I was down on my knees behind him. I kissed his tattoo, his glutes, I smelled him. He started breathing heavily, but I hadn't touched hin yet. I pushed my face in between his glutes and started rimming him. I got hard as hell, and his shadow against the wall drew his boner. I was rimming my workmate after months, years of fantasizing about having him in my bed. I started stroking him as I ate his ass. He put his arms behind his head, he didn't know where to put them. He just kept whispering: "don't stop, please." I delivered and continued. He grabbed my head the best he could in that position and pressed my tongue inside his hole. We were starting to have fun. The best part? Our workplace is a few minutes away from home, so it's was kinky and exciting. Horny as fuck. I stood up with my cock throbbing against his ass. He turned around and we made out for a while. He started praising my arms, and to my surprise he lifted my right arm and licked my pit. Fuck. This bitch was into kinky stuff. He got down on his knees and started sucking me. I face-fucked him for a while and the first load went down his throat. I didn't say anything, he just looked at me when he tasted it and deepthroated me. He just took it and kept sucking. My cock was still hard. "I'm super horny," he said. "Me too, babe." "I really need you to fuck me." "Want me to fuck you hard?" "Fuck yes." (He opened his legs to me in bed) "Want my thick cum?" "Just give me more." And I just lubed us up and pushed my cock's head in. He moaned a little, I stopped. "No, no, I'm ok. Keep pushing." I pushed all my cock in, my balls slapped his ass. I looked at him: "You ok?" He smiled and said "I'm fine." I pulled it out but not entirely and I released all stress by fucking his brains out. We fucked for about 25-35 minutes and he said: "Keep fucking me. I'm cumming." I thrusted and banged him even harder, deeper, faster. What a beautiful cumshot! Covered all his bright-white-now-turned-red face. I couldn't hold it much longer: "I'm seeding you, babe." What a fucking tasty orgasm as I felt my cock shooting seven times inside his hole. I collapsed on his sweaty chest and we kissed. We started chatting and went on repeat mode twice. I wasn't able to come back in here because he was with me this morning, and I was breeding that busted hole once more. He's definitely one of a kind. This is him.

"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 wanted you all to know that I haven't abandoned this one yet. Life has just gotten in the way of my writing and imagination. I'm working on some updates but am having trouble squeezing time to put them into words. Thanks all for the kind words.

Graduating to Becoming A Gifter Looking back on it now...it all began so innocently (or at least, innocently enough.) After those hung guys had bred me, I never told anyone how much of a violated and used up cumdump I had felt like but the change was apparent to me even though I could not even admit it to myself. I went from willing and submissive bottom to an over-the-top macho dom fucker top. I plowed the ever-living-hell out of any cute, sexy, or hunky ass that passed my way but...I tried to play safe until I got up the nerve to get tested. Then something went horribly wrong...although now I think it was the best thing to have happened to me. Bang! My dorm door slammed open as I stumbled groping and kissing this slim dominican with a sexy set of six-pack abs and a swimmers chest and arms. He was at some pride dance and we had gotten to grinding in the sweaty crowd and as soon as I put that ass against my crotch, I knew I was going to have to fuck this kid like there was no tomorrow...and he knew it too. "Damn, you're a stud," he moaned ripping off his pants and bouncing back onto my bed, already bare bottomed since he had gone commando and his shirt I had torn off someplace between the club and the short hop to my place since the college was in the middle of the city. My belt was unbuckled and jeans falling off to the floor in no time. "You're quite the looker yourself playboy," I flirted with a wink and sly grin. My 8.5 uncut dick was throbbing something awful in the otherwise comfortably fitted black boxer-briefs with the word "TOP" stitched onto the backside incase I went to an underwear party and anyone wanted to take the guessing out of what I wanted. "I have a feeling you want to get right to fucking me," he said as though he wanted an expected it rather than was asking it. He rolled onto his stomach wiggling his ass and getting on his knees and looking back at me with a wicked glint in his eyes and a quirked eyebrow, "Doggy or missionary to start?" I already had produced a condom and went for my desk next to the bed to grab the lube. "Lube that hole up good too, I am gonna be diving in hard and will fuck you like the bitch you are whether you can handle it or not," I ordered, half-serious, and half in jest. "Yes, Daddy," he obeyed already fingering his ass and taking ahold of the lube to apply gratuitous amounts onto it as he did so. The condom was already on and I tossed the wrapper aside, my fat veined cock was hurting it was so hard, I had to fuck him good so I could cum at least once just to get a hardon that wouldn't drive me nuts. I was on him before he had barely taken his finger out of his ass and my rubbered cock sunk into his firm bubble butt swiftly. He reared his head back and gasped moaning and trying to move forward a little to stall for a little adjust time, but I had already grabbed ahold of his dirty blonde hair and tugged on it hard like reining in a horse and plunged balls deep and kept my other hand firmly on the small of his back to rail this tight-holed bottom until he was as loose as I preferred a bottom to be. "Fuck kid, you're mine now," I told him as I smashed unforgivingly into his twink boy hole. He cried out in pain and pleasure and before too long began to loosen and give in when he couldn't get away without me gripping his hair harder to force my cock in fully. "Take it you fuck slut," I barked the order in his ear as I leaned in pounding on him and then licked and sucked on his sweet and sweaty neck. All there was for the next 10 minutes was the sound of him moaning and my balls slapping into his ass checks while splitting that hole ever deeper with my dick. I couldn't believe it was getting even thicker. I think I felt it more than heard it, even though I know I heard something faint...but it took me a moment to realize the condom had suddenly snapped. Whether because of how tight he was when I first started or how fat my cock had gotten...or fuck, maybe it was because gun oil and regular condoms don't go so well together, oops! I kept on fucking him though, he didn't seem to noticed and was grinding now into me like a bitch in full-on heat. I was so turned on thinking of cumming in such an amazing ass I couldn't even help it. I went from planning to fuck him mercilessly for the next half hour to shooting a near week's worth of saved cum right up the fuck-holes raw cunt. I just impaled him harder and harder as I shot volley after volley of my seed. I still hadn't gotten tested...but maybe he was lucky and I was neg. Otherwise it had been months and I would be unmedicated and he'd be knocked up for sure. "Fuck, yes," I whispered just imagining him now carrying my DNA inside him and being forever branded with what was now my calling card. I knew I'd never wear a condom again..at least not without planning to break it and cum inside a bottom. A gifter was born and so was the next part of the Breeding Chain with this poz seed. "Oh god, that was amazing..." he breathed slowly pulling off my wet semi-hard dick. I tried tugging at the condom to make it seemed covered still as he turned around to look back. He must have suspected cum was inside him, I shoot so fucking much even when I have been jerking off daily. "Yeah, you don't know the half of it," I laughed.

I knelt and leaned forward, my face in the dirt and my backside upraised. I heard them growl with excitement and a finger rubbed lube into my hole, the long finger nail scratching and piercing my skin. I was panting with excitement and fear as I knelt there helplessly. I didn't want this - or did I? Suddenley, a pair of muscular thighs gripped mine and I felt a huge, slick cock head nosing into me. It stretched me to the limit and I howled with pain. Just when I thought I couldn't take it, the head popped into me and the shaft slid up me with a long, delicious, slippery rush. I gasped and gagged, face down in the dirt, impaled on the enormus cock which began to move sensuously in and out of my bottom. It was too late, much too late for any regrets and I began to meet the man's thrusts whcih were becoming more urgent. "Ahhh.." He grunted "He wants it. Well, little pig, time to knock you up!" I felt his cock swell in me and squealed with pain and pleasure as it began to throb and I knew he was spurting seed into me. He held his cock in me, chucklng with pleasure and raking my ribs with his nails. "Mmmm! That was good. Now just stay there like a good pig whilst they breed you." He got off me and pulled his cock out of my gaping, wet arsehole. Almost immediately, I felt a heavy body on my back and another stiff cock enter me. I was lost, damned and I knew it. But beneath my belly, my cock hung down hard and twitching with pleasure....

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.

Finally broke the bottoming spell earlier today, xD. I've been patronizing a take-out food place (repeat customer cuz of a guy that works there lol). The first time I went, I knew immediately after making eye contact with him we were gonna fuck, and I was gonna pound his ass. First encounter we both stood staring at each other for about a minute lol. It's rare that I'm attracted to an Asian guy, but there's something about him that makes my dick hard as a fucking rock just looking at him. Anyway, I went in today and decided to eat in rather than take the food home. The same Asian guy greeted me, and used any excuse to come by my table to talk, stare at me, and bend over to show me what was hiding in his pants. I ate rather quickly ... when I was done I was playing games on my phone but watching him from the corner of my eye. Well, he eventually said aloud that he was going on his lunch break, glanced over at me, and walked outside. My gut told me he was telling me to follow him. So I did. Once we were outside and away from the building, he "accidentally" brushed his hand across my crotch. So I playfully smacked his ass and walked to my car. He followed and got in ... from that point I simply drove across the street onto a path in the woods. I parked and he without me prompting unzipped my pants, whipped out my dick, and started giving me some of the best head I've ever had! I grabbed his head with my hands and started forcing him to suck my dick hard and fast. I didn't want to cum in his mouth so I pulled him off and told him to get in the back of my car, laying on his stomach. We got in the back and I was so horny I needed to taste his ass. I started rimming and eating his ass real good, ensuring I left quite a bit of spit as some lube. Haha he was moaning so loud and so much it made me even more horny. I keep a supply of poppers in my glovebox and grabbed them and had him take some deep hits. His ass definitely loosened up, but he was still tight. I had him suck me a bit more to get my dick wet, then had him get on his back ... I wanted to stare into his eyes as I dominated him. I pinned his legs to his chest and was not gentle at all ... I used no lube but spit, and simply rammed into his hole all the while making him stare into my eyes ... haha I showed no mercy. He was making too much noise so I grabbed my tie and shoved it in his mouth. He was moaning like crazy, made me so hot and hard. I didn't last long, in total I fucked his ass for only 10 minutes. I wanted his coworkers to know stuff happened, so I sucked on his neck real hard leaving obvious hickies. I had him jerk off as I wrecked his hole ... he came as I was sucking and biting his neck. I didn't last much longer after that ... about 30 seconds later I grabbed the front of his neck with my left hand, squeezed hard, slammed in his ass one last time, and flooded his hole. For the first time for me, I pulled out of his ass and saw blood on my dick, and I knew it wasn't mine. I pulled the tie from his mouth and had him suck my dick clean. No talk about status or condoms. Haha he was definitely late returning to work, hopefully he didn't get in trouble for that. Damn, I'm hard and horny to fuck his ass again after typing this!

Got a text Saturday night from a former versatile bb fuck-buddy (25, cute, nice body) who I hadn't seen in about a year because he's in a relationship. He was home alone and bored because his boyfriend was with family, so I agreed to pick him up and head to a bar near my house just in time for last call. We made chit-chat and managed to down a couple of quick drinks, and since we're both tired and slightly buzzed at this point, we decide to crash for the night at my place. I assume he intends to be faithful to his boyfriend, so we both stay mostly dressed and lay down on the bed and quickly doze off. Around 6 a.m., I wake up to the feeling of him rubbing my ass and stroking his dick -- about 2 minutes later, he was lubed up with my legs over his shoulders. Fearing that there might be regrets later, I even asked, "You sure you're cool with this?" He just nodded and slid inside me. He lasted about 5 minutes before shooting an amazing load. We get dressed and had awkward conversation as I drive him back to his apartment 10 minutes away. Neither of us mentioned the fucking, or his boyfriend, or whether he was still negative.

The host met with us bottoms briefly and asked if I could stay for a moment. I was about to expect the worst when he started telling me that he was about to change up some of his party scheduling. He hadn't considered the demand for positive tops before. He had been used to negative bottoms wanting to stay negative, so he hadn't actively recruited positive tops. He had just recently, because of me, realized that there were quite a number of negative bottoms that had fantasies of being fucked by positive or possibly positive males. He also noted that out of that number he had recently seen, while loving the fantasy, he had been seeing quite a number of them chickening out when faced with the very real situation. That was puzzling to him to a point. He asked me if I had any suggestions. My only suggestion was to try to arrange more of the possible bug chasers than he had been since I had personally seen several of them leave once they learned about positive tops in the mix. I suggested that he ask if they had already taken positive tops, if so, then they might be more likely to participate. He looked thoughtful and thanked me. He told me that he was working on a party he expected me to be interested in a month or so. A month later found me bound to the fucking bench with four other ready bottoms. The host was a bit vague about the party plans other than telling us that he didn't know for sure that there were any positive tops, but he suspected there might be one or two. This time none of the bottoms left. "Bottoms," he announced loudly, "This is a somewhat special night. I've managed to bring together a rather large number of ready, horny tops. You are free to guess, but since you are all blindfolded, you won't know how many." He continued, "Tonight's plan is to let the tops decide who gets fucked and, as one drops out, then the next one from the pool takes up the empty hole. As usual, we're going to continue until the last top finishes. The bottoms may or may not be released as the party winds down, but there will be a lot of fucking and cum delivered. I hope you all enjoy yourselves. This time the tops were allowed to fuck until they wanted. If they came, someone got bred, if not, he had to wait for another open hole. The first top that entered me was either about average or I had been learning to accept larger cocks. I have to estimate it took him about fifteen minutes to leave his load inside me. Once he pulled out, I was ecstatic that another cock slide right into me and began stroking toward leaving his cum inside me. It, at that point, occurred to me that these tops were getting turned on by the fact that they were getting to fuck, not only a ready hole, but one that had just been fucked and left full of cum and they were getting to watch said hole getting filled. The second top didn't take nearly as long to show the signs of breeding my ass. He clinched my hips and simply kept stroking in and out, all the while, grunting. I snapped for the poppers and enjoyed the head rush as the next cock slid into me. I soon found that rapturous release somewhere about the fifth or so load I knew for a fact had been shot into my guts. I took another deep breath as I felt the next cock slip in and start fucking me. Sloppy and loose as I was by then, I understood that it would take a sizable cock, girth or length to cause me any serious discomfort. I was ready for nirvana. This one took a while and I enjoyed every bit of his stroking and verbal abuse that led up to his loading me up. I loved feeling him thrusting viciously as he met his orgasm, knowing that it was not only my ass that provided it, but that he was rewarding me whether he wanted to or not with his cum. Being that I figured he was buying into the idea he was fucking a cum-dump, I expected he was as happy as I was at that moment. I loved the idea of being fucked raw, not knowing a thing about whoever was seeding me. Just as the idea of cum-dump goes, I wanted to live up to it. Show me, give me a cock, you need to cum, you want to cum, give it to me, fuck me, leave me well-fucked and sloppy, dripping cum. That's what aroused me now. I was lucky tonight, every time a cock pulled out, another took his place, fucked to add his cum to the pool growing inside me. I was wondering how much more blissful I could feel. I finally fell into that mellow mindlessness that I had learned to fall into while being gang-fucked. One cock fucking me, seeding me all began to blur together until they shot their loads. That I always remembered. For some reason, I always remembered in sharp detail whenever a top filled me with cum. It had been a good evening. My asshole was sore and, I knew, full of cum. I was elated. My scrotum and thighs were sticky as hell when I was unstrapped. I was led to the bottom's room and offered a shower. I begrudging took it. While I wanted to keep as much of the cum inside me as I could, I knew I had to clean my thighs off before I went home. I was the last to enter the bottom room and was met by our host. He asked me to stay for a moment. Shortly, once everyone else had left, he informed me that he was starting to arrange a party based on HIV positive tops and was hoping I was interested. I asked and he answered that he had gotten a definite answer from several tops and several bottoms that had expressed interest in being anonymously fucked and bred by known positive tops. He admitted a bit of surprise at that but was willing to set it up since there was a demand. "I'm invited, I hope." "Of course," he said, "I'll text you when it's set up." I had to ask, "How many tops were here tonight? Will you tell me?" He was a bit vague, but admitted that it was north of twenty five.

Once home that evening, I was content about having been fucked and bred. I was sore but mostly happy. I still had nagging concerns about having specified that I wanted as many positive tops as possible and, the fact that the host refused completely to tell me anything about the tops. "You told me what you wanted, I delivered what I could. Let's leave it at that." He didn't seem too happy about the conversation. It seemed to me that he was still working over a problem with having to deal with positive tops and bottoms that didn't want to be pozzed. He told me privately after my gangbang that he had been forced to reconsider a previous frame of mind. He admitted that he hadn't considered the idea of bottoms seeking positive tops specifically for the purpose of being infected. He had made his quiet fame by being able to arrange gang fucks for cum-dumps and hadn't considered status previously. On the way home, cum leaking from my blissfully abused hole. I was afraid to fart since the seats in my car were cloth. I kept a happy feeling for the first few days, remembering that the host had told me that I would be a future participant in further parties. I was momentarily beside myself, considering the thought that I might not be invited back. I opened a beer, sat down at my desk and started thinking. Paul had fuelled my fantasies of being fucked by more than one guy. He had introduced me to the guy I now mentally called our host. My multiple partner/gang fuck fantasies had been happening since then. It still bothered me about the way Paul had responded. Then I wondered what I had said or done other than those parties. The second beer opened my thoughts to Paul being concerned about the HIV presence in the parties. I had pretty graphically described my thoughts of having possibly being fucked by positive tops during a couple of the parties and, in that one, readily accepting the fact and, perhaps in his mind, my cheering it on. I knew I had participated when I was convinced I was already positive. I still don't know if I had taken a "hot load" as I had learned it was phrased or not. What puzzled me at this point other than Paul's responses, was my specifying to the host that I wanted as many positive tops as possible in the party where I was the sole cum-dump. While I had enjoyed every moment of it as it happened, in retrospect, I wondered why I had acted that way. Did I actually want to become HIV positive? Or had I rebelled subconsciously against something Paul had said. I finally told myself that it really didn't matter at this point, since everything was a done deal. If I was infected, I was positive. I had insisted on as many positive tops as he could arrange and had readily taken them. I grinned for a moment at that thought and knew that I would do it again. I still hadn't heard from Paul which was concerning me less and less when I got a text from the host about an impromptu party and asked me to call him. Since I was at work, I had to find a place where I wouldn't be overheard. Shortly I was on the phone with him and asking what was up. It seemed that, strangely to him, he had received requests from several bottoms about finding positive tops to add to the breeding parties. He told me that he had decided to branch off and work those parties separately and asked me if I was still interested. Date and time was my next question. He told me he would text me that information. I was strapped to the fucking bench and felt the popper vial against my nose as I waited for the host to announce the top's entrance. I had already been in the bottom room and watched two potential bottoms leave when they learned that both of the tops tonight were indeed fully HIV positive and, potentially, multi-orgasmic. My main concern was that there were four of us bottoms which lowered the possibility of being bred unless they were REALLY multi-orgasmic. It caught me off guard when, in the breeding room, we were told that we would all be gagged which was shortly followed by my feeling something against my mouth which I later learned was a penis gag. Under other circumstances I might have enjoyed it, I wasn't happy. "Bottoms," He began, "I'm sorry that I was only able to arrange two positive tops for you since that's what you specified you wanted. Circumstances being what they are, I can't guarantee that all of you will take an infected load of cum tonight. The best I've been able to come up with was to redo the 'musical asses' idea, so, for tonight, we're going to have the tops start inside one of you and fuck you until I stop the music. Once I stop, then they move to the next bottom they fancy. This time, they don't have to go in any specific order. They can move to the next bottom, just not the same one. This will continue until we get a breeding. Then we'll let the other top continue as he pleases, bottom to bottom until the other top tells us if he's ready to rejoin. I was one of the two bottoms that got to start. His cock went inside me and I was overjoyed to be their first choice. I hoped beyond hope for a premature ejaculator, but didn't expect it. I was right. Once the music stopped, he slowly pulled out, leaving me disappointed. It took three more 'musical asses' interludes before I felt a cock against my anus again. Apparently I wasn't top hole tonight. This cock was about average compared to the first one. He slid in easily and met my ass. Hope! Hope! Hope! I wanted cum. The music started then he did. I was enjoying his thrusting. I had just been empty for too long I felt. I heard him breathing deeply and felt his rhythm falter just a bit. I was hoping! The music stopped and so did he. He was buried deep inside me and I was working my anal muscles trying to milk the load out of him. He pulled out. Three more cycles of the music before I felt a cock entering my hole. I snapped for the poppers and tried to work my anal muscles again on his cock before the music restarted. The music started and so did he. This top was aware of the size of his cock and worked slowly and deep. I was beside myself when he hit my second ring. He was clearly not the other top. I was hoping but expecting for him to be my breeder. He kept stroking me in his slow and steady rhythm and I felt so relaxed to it that I almost forgot that he only had that minute or so inside me. The music continued as did his stroking. I was so relaxed that I barely noticed a warm feeling inside my ass. My eyes went wide, hoping, but couldn't cry out or ask. The music stopped and he held himself inside me until the host ordered a change bottoms. The rest of the evening was similar. A cock stroking but, no clear declaration of cumming. Most of the time I ended up listening to music without a cock inside me which frustrated me to no end. Finally, the host announced that the evening was over which turned my mood sour. I thought I had been bred once but wasn't sure. But I had gotten what I had asked for that evening. I had been fucked. Hmmmmm.

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."

As many of you know, I tried to be a 'good safe sex boy' for years. I always had 'Safe Only' in my profile and after I realized how much I liked getting fucked bareback I even typed it in caps in my a4a profile - SAFE ONLY. As if the all caps was going to change how I acted when I had a cock resting on my ass. LOL I went out of town for a family wedding and was staying at a hotel by the airport where my cousins had their 'after reception party'. I got drunk and went to my room before things got totally insane. Besides, I was horny. I got upstairs and since I had marked myself as a visitor in the town/city, I had a few messages, but as it was about 2:00 AM, only one guy who had messaged me was still online. He was mid-30s, 100% top, and, as he had unlocked his pics, I could tell he had a hot cock. Oh, yeah, his profile also said 'Safe Only'. At this point I was 23 years old, so mid-30s was pushing my age range, still I messaged him and unlocked my pics to show off my ass and cock. He got back to me right away: Him: Sexy pics. 2am, huh? You horny and looking to get fucked? Me: Fuck yes and kinda drunk so I'll be extra slutty. LOL Him: I like slutty boys. What are you into? Me: Making out, oral, getting rimmed, getting fucked, and dirty talk. U? Him: Sounds hot. Like all that, except I'm a top. Where are you staying? Him: You ever been nailed bareback? Me. XXX Hotel. Me: Yes. Him: Are you open to getting fucked bare tonight? Me: I prefer you wrap it. (He had read the message and not responded for a few minutes. I was nervous.) Me: I'm open to it if you want. I'm not a condom nazi or anything. Him: So you'll let me fuck you bareback? Me: Sure. I'm neg and ddf, u? Him: Leaving now. I'll be right over. 10 minutes. (Small fucking town/city apparently because he was there fast.) I opened the door for him wearing just my briefs. He was wearing basketball shorts and a tee shirt and flip flops. He kissed me and grabbed my ass. I sucked his tongue and grabbed for his cock. He was going commando. HOT! I took out his cock and stroked it. "Suck it," he ordered. I dropped to my knees and started licking and sucking his cock. "You like that cock boy?" he asked. I mumbled 'Uuh huh' as I sucked him. He replied with the simple order "Get it wet for your ass." I sucked him harder and tried to use all my skills to get his cock off because I was worried about letting him fuck me bareback. He said, "You're a great cocksucker. Keep going slut." "You're a hot slutty bitch showing off your body to a stranger wearing just those briefs. I bet you like showing off how slutty you are. Don't you?" I stopped sucking his cock and said, "Yes I like showing off." "Stand-up and turn around," he ordered. No sooner had I done so then he pushed me on the bed, he stripped off his clothing, and lay on top of me, his cock nuzzling my briefs and we were making out front to back. I liked how his cock felt against my brief clad ass and I kept pushing and grinding back against his cock. His hands were all over me, cock, ass, chest, hair; but he never made a move to take off my briefs. I reached back for his cock and it felt so nice. I needed to feel him on my skin, so, I pushed my briefs down so they were resting just below my ass cheeks. He said, "That's right slut. Show me what you want." I stroked his cock and put it on my ass crack. He rubbed his cock on my ass and poked at my hole a bit, but I was too tight for him to slide right in. He pulled me up and stood me at the end of the bed and was rubbing his cock on my ass. I went over and slowly removed the briefs from my legs, which, of course, allowed my cock to pop out. He said, "That's right slut. Show me your ass. You want to get fucked?" "Yes," I replied. "Where's the lube?" I replied "The stuff is over there," gesturing to a night table where I had placed some condoms and lube. Glancing at the night table, he asked "You're going to let me ride you bareback tonight, aren't you slut?" "Yes, but please don't cum in my ass." He squirted some lube on his fingers, lubed his cock, and also worked his slippery fingers into my ass. Then he removed his fingers from my ass, bent me over the bed and started to push his bare cock inside me. I grunted and needed to adjust since I hadn't warmed up my ass much. He slid in slowly but after a bit he had got it all inside my ass and his pubes were resting on my ass. He moved his cock a bit back and forth and the pain subsided. I grunted in pleasure as his cock head grazed my prostate. He started fucking me to open me up more, so longer strokes, but not deep-dicking. We did that for a while and the dirty talk started again. As I moaned like a bitch in heat, he asked "You like my fat cock in you?" "Fuck, yes." "My bare cock feels so good in your safe sex ass," he responded, clearly teasing me. Between moans I replied "Fuck, your bare cock feels great." "Not so worried about those condoms are you? You just want my bare cock pumping your slutty hole." "Yes. That's what I want." We were completely into the fuck. He positioned me on my back and started fucking me with my legs around his waist, as he kissed me again and again, his hairy belly pressing on my abs. He said, "You are a hot slut." I responded with a moan and by kissing him even more deeply. After a bit, he murmured he was getting close, to which I suggested "Let's finish off doggie-style." We re-positioned ourselves so I was on all fours at end of the bed, and he stood behind me and slid back inside my fucked hole in one stroke. Involuntarily I grunted "Fuck, that feels good. Do it again." He long dick jabbed me a few more times and that got me really fucking horny. My cock was rock hard from feeling him hit my spot. He got a good rhythm going on my ass and he reached around to jerk me off. The dirty talk started again when I said "Fuck my slutty ass with your hot bare cock." "You want it slut? Want this dick?" "Fuck yeah, I want your bare cock. It feels amazing." "Glad you said you wanted it bareback tonight? Bare cock feels better right?" "Yes. I wanted your bare cock as soon as you asked if I get fucked bareback." "Why?" "Feels so much better." "What else feels good?" His tempo was picking-up, so I knew he was close. So was I. "Cum!" "What cum?" "Yours." "Tell me what you want slut. Tell ...this....stranger...uh...uh...what you....want." "Your cum. I want your cum shot inside me, Breed me." I'm not exaggerating when I say that very second he exploded in my ass, and I came on the bed. He collapsed on my back and then rolled over on his side. After he caught his breath he stood-up, and dressed, but before he walked-out the door, he said "Thanks for taking my load, slut." He left and I fell asleep. In the morning I occurred to me he had never answered the question about his status. Too late now.

Intro The best stories are the ones we secretly know are true, and man have I got some truth for you. Often we just talk about how we got pozzed or how we knocked up someone else, but how often do you see the chain reaction? The ones who came before. The ones who came after. So let me show you what most don't see. You're probably wondering who I am, how old I am, what race I am, what I look like, but I won't bore you with the details...I could be anyone and when you hear my story you can imagine it as anyone or even yourself because if you go raw...it probably will be you soon if it hasn't been already. How It All Began: 2 Macho Arab DL Stealthers Part I I was horny. Typical, right? Yet, horny for something particularly special. I like all races honestly, as long as they have a sexy look to them, but some completely make me melt. Middle-Eastern guys were a rare thing to come across for me and when I saw a mailing from two that were both hung tops from a craigslist ad I had placed, I couldn't resist. DL, hairy chested, almost latino in skin-tone, one 33 and the other 41 but they were neighbors and were going to play separately. I didn't care to ask questions about the unconventional dynamic, I just wanted the best part about their stats to be in front of me and then in me...their 8,5 and 9.5 inch cocks. I was ready in no time and out on the road...it was an hour drive, but I had a feeling it'd be worth it. When I arrived at the first guy's place, I felt the all too familiar nervous excitement heighten my senses and cause my hole to ache hungrily to be satisfied. I'd brought poppers and gun oil for lube. He had told me the door would be open and to wear no undies. I turned the knob to the one-story home and sure enough it was open. It was minimally decorated but the quality of the items was evident. The bedroom I could see from where I stood and I could also see the naked form that occupied it stroking an already hardened cock. Resisting every urge to just run over to cram that meat into my mouth I instead sauntered over sexily, stripping as I went making a show of my every curve, muscle, and sexy asset I felt a horned top would appreciate seeing. As my track shorts dropped to the hardwood floor and my shirt was carelessly discarded it was nothing to kick my tennis shoes off and crawl submissively onto that king sized bed to that thick veined 8.5 incher and start going down on it. I locked eyes on my soon-to-be-top and seductively went down as far as I could on his fat dick before my throat began to protest. I quickly repeated that a few more times before focusing on the conquest in my mouth completely and looking down towards his crotch and deep throated it fully. His hands flew up to my head and held me down to bury my face into his pubes. The scent of a sexy man is an intoxicating thing and I could not help but inhale it deeply. His hands roamed down my back and I could tell he craved my ass already. With a tug at my hair that had just started growing out lately, he pulled me off his cock and maneuvered around me on the bed swiftly to position himself behind me as he kept firm hold of my hair and kept me on my knees. His free hand went to grab the gun oil I had let roll to the side when I initially crawled onto the bed and he wasted no time opening it and applying generous amounts onto my hole and then his swollen manhood. "When I fuck that hole you take all this, I don't care how much it hurts you better get every inch in that tight thing," he ordered and with that he began to push his uncut cock into my hole. "No condom?" I asked, trying to resist and pull forward just a little so he didn't go in fully, but his free hand now pushed down on the arch of my back as he was pulling my hair to lower me down onto the thick thing. His cock head already half way inside. "You said you were neg, right?" He said, and without stopping popped into my protesting ass and began to slide in inch by inch with ease. I hit the poppers despite myself because I could tell he wasn't going to stop and I confess...I did not want to stop him much either. Hung cocks I often prefered raw when I felt more or less safe that they were not poz or had something else. "Yeah, but I..." my words were lost in a sudden gasp of pleasure as the poppers kicked in most wonderfully and opened me invitingly for his filling cock. He plunged the rest of his dick into me and fucked at full on ball slapping speed right from the start. I hit the poppers desperately again moaning and arching my back subserviently to him, just allowing him to take my hole again and again with every thrusting. "Oh Fuuuuuck!" I whispered contently as it hit places in my hole I hadn't felt opened in such a long time. His dick was one of those rigidly straight sorts that you can feel how badly it wants to make it to the deepest and most center part of your ass to plant a seed as quickly as possible. I was just going to be a cumdump for him and it turned me on even more. Smack. Smack. Smack! SMACK! His cock, hips, and balls were crashing against me and into me with total animalistic fervor and intent. Then I heard the grunt. He drove it once more balls deep and held me down his cock lurched and throbbed inside powerfully and spewed surprisingly hot thick spurts of cum into me. I felt each and every of the six streams of jizz hit the back of my ass and fill it easily. He held me there only a few seconds longer as he squeezed the base of his cock and then began to pull out to milk the last bit of cum into my used up hole. "Sorry I came so quick, I've really been needing to fuck since I don't jerk off to cum," he said sounding rather pleased with himself. "It's no problem," I replied with a small smile, not wanting to say I didn't agree to be bred and wasn't warned at any rate. "Well, don't leave. Turn around to face the door, lay on your stomach, and spread those legs," He commanded me with a mischievous grin. My heart quickened in excitement as my newly ignited craving for his magnificent tool took over my thinking -- meaning I didn't think at all and was the obedient little fuck hole he oh so desired. I arched my back and waited patiently, not even wiggling my ass unless commanded or if he grabbed or slapped it for his visual pleasure. It was maybe three minutes before he was near full on hard and got up to swiftly dive into my already cum-filled ass. "Fuck this bitch is full," he chuckled, "You're going to be gushing everywhere when my bud gets you and he'll love that." Damn, that's right...as good, kinky, and especially as risky as this was...it was still just the beginning of my "fuck date." And if he had just expected to fuck and fill and use me I had a feeling his even more hung buddy would be anticipating much the same. What had I gotten myself into?

At the baths a couple weeks ago - doin' my regular party, leather, whore thing. I guess it was around 3 am on Saturday morning when I saw these two leather guys in one of the double rooms. The 'boy' was probably around 30, built, pierced nipples, leather harness and chaps. His 'Daddy' was closer to my age (mid 50s) good shape, but thinner, also in a leather harness and chaps. They were kicked back on the bed smoking cigarettes - looked like they were takin' a break. We all nodded at each other, and then I moved on down the hallway toward my room. Fuck! I couldn't decide if I wanted to fuck the boy, or get fucked by his Daddy - and that was assuming they wanted a third party.... I shut the door to my room, grabbed my glass pipe and started warming the bowl with my torch. There was still plenty of T left in the bottom - and in less than a minute I was inhaling a thick column of white smoke deep into my lungs. I lay back and fingered my warm hole while the drug leached into my bloodstream - a combination of cum and lube oozing out onto the black rubber sheet I'd brought with me. My cock wasn't totally ruined by Tina, but it sure wasn't rock hard either. I sat up and fished through my duffle bag until I found the brown pill bottle that held an assortment of favors - X, V, K and more T. I shook a half of a 'little blue pill' out and washed it down with some water. Now I needed to wait about 30 minutes. I took off the two cheap rubber cockrings that I was wearing to make sure my cock had plenty of blood flow, but left the heavy chrome donut ring in place. Even soft, I had to admire the thickness of my pierced cock. It had made many men happy over the years. And even though I consider myself more of a bottom, I still like seeing my meat disappear into a hot man's fuckhole! I laid back with a cigarette and watched Corey Jay fuck himself with a huge dildo on the tiny TV in the room. It was some sort of jail/cop scene, and he was showing the rest of the prisoners how to take cock. Fuck, he's hot! Wish I'd brought my portable DVD player and some BB movies. Nuthin' gets me hornier than seein' big, gapin' muscleholes drippin' cum, or takin' a leatherman's fist. The Viagra was startin' to kick in - my cock was fillin' out with no effort on my part! I smeared some grease on my balls and cinched a leather ballstretcher tightly around them. Pulled my leather harness over my head and snapped on some wide leather armbands above my biceps. Damn! Seeing my reflection in the mirror, I looked pretty fuckin' hot! "Fuck yeah!" I said quietly, boosting my confidence before going on the prowl. It was late, and I was on the 3rd floor, so I didn't worry about walkin' around without a towel or jock. Hell, I wanted everyone to get a good look at my swollen meat. With the cockring, ballstretcher and "00" gauge PA, it was one mean lookin' fucktool. And the Viagra gave it a mind of its own! One last look in the mirror, and I headed out into the hallway. I passed a coupla young twinks who gave me the onceover and giggled nervously as they ran on past. I stuck my head in a few open doorways where a muscled ass would raise off the bed begging to be bred. One room had a guy leaning back against one of the black-painted plywood walls while a hungry cocksucker on his knees slobbered all over his hard cock. I nodded my approval to the top, and he grinned back, sharing the brotherhood of power that a man's pulsing cock holds over a hungry pig. I was almost to the end of the hallway where my boy/Daddy duo had the corner room. The door was still open, and a couple of guys in towels were standing just outside checking out the occupants. They weren't bad looking, but it didn't look like they were into the leather scene (though looks are often deceiving...). My cock twitched at the thought of the 'boy's' rounded ass, framed by his black leather chaps. Being taller than the two guys at the door, I was able to look over their heads into the room. Daddy and boy were still propped on the bed, occasionally taking a drag off their cigarettes. The fluctuating light from the X-rated video gave a kind of strobe effect on their bodies, allowing only bits and pieces to be seen at any one time. They were both slowly stroking their cocks - not really jacking off - just keeping them semihard and showing them off. Daddy was closest to the door, but I think boy noticed me first. He leaned over to Daddy and whispered something in his ear. Daddy slowly nodded and whispered something back. Daddy got up and walked over to the door, reached between the two gawkers, and pulled me by my harness into the room! boy scooted over on the bed, making room for me, while Daddy shut the door and dug through one of their bags on the floor. I was quickly pushed down on the bed and boy swallowed my Viagra-stiff cock in his warm mouth. We were in a 69 position with my boots on the floor and boy's thick cock dangling in my face. I wrapped my hands around his muscular, leather-wrapped thighs, and took his cock in my mouth. In the near-darkness, I could hear Daddy moving around the small room, occasionally growling words of encouragement as he watched his boy service my cock. "That's it boy - suck that big cock. Show 'im what a whore you are. Fuckin' leatherpigwhore! Yeah...that's it! Get it good an' wet... polish that ring, boy...damn he's got a big dick!" I felt Daddy's hand wrap around my leather-wrapped nutsack and give it a slow tug. "Mmmmmmmm," I moaned, not able to say anything with cock stuffed in my mouth. The tension from his hand and boy's sucking made my cock throb to full hardness. My hands wandered from boy's thighs inward to the crack of his musclebutt. He adjusted his legs a little, giving be better access to his butt, and my right index finger found his lubed hole! Just as my finger slid in the boy's hole, Daddy slid his finger in mine. I faked a flinch and a moan of pain, trying to give the effect that I didn't get fucked - much. The more I worked the boy's hole, the more Daddy worked mine. He pulled out for a few seconds, and when he slid his finger back in, I felt that familiar burn! "Oww!" I said, tightening my greasy hole. "Oh, sorry," Daddy said calmly. "I didn't mean to hurt you." The burn spread throughout my hole, turning into a throbbing warmth. I had just been stealthbumped! Our little game continued, with two more booty bumps that I faked not knowing about. I was really hungry now, and needed his cock in my hole. It was all I could do not to throw the boy off, and take his Daddy's cock in me. It wasn't long before I felt the fat cockhead poking my buzzed sphincter. I thought I'd have a little more fun - reaching down, I stroked his fat cock, feeling its heat. "Ya got a rubber, man?" I mumbled, with the boy's cock thumping on my chest. He paused; then reached over to the bedside table and grabbed one of the cheap, foil- wrapped condoms provided by the bathhouse. I glanced toward the wall, and could see him stretching the thin rubber with his thumb until it broke! He rolled the thin rubber onto his cock, and let me feel the ridge at the base of his meat. Satisfied...I spread my legs and let him slide into me. "Fucccckkkkkk!" I moaned, not so much out of pain or ecstasy, but more out of satisfaction that I finally had an almost raw cock fucking me. boy sat up, straddling my face and pinning me down with his muscular ass. I could tell they were kissing, obviously satisfied that their stealth bumping and stealth raw fucking had worked. Daddy picked up the pace of his fucking, and it felt like the shredded condom was rolling back on his cock like a cockring! "Yeah Daddy! Fuck him! Fuck his whore hole!" boy chanted, enjoying watching his Dad's thick cock breeding a strange fuckhole. "Oh fuck! Yeah! Fuck me! Yeah! Unggh! Fuck! Unnggghhh!" I panted, enjoying every deep thrust from the hot leatherman. I heard the two of them whispering, but couldn't hear what they were saying - but I was soon to find out. boy had grabbed the bag of "T" and sprinkled some on his Daddy's cock. More burn as he slid back in - I didn't care now - just enjoying the ride! "I think he likes your dick, Dad!" boy observed. "Yeah! He's good 'n' open now, son. Ya wanna give him a try?" he offered. boy climbed off my face and walked toward the edge of the bed. I was sad to give up the sweaty/cummy smell of his ass, but couldn't wait to get that young, hard cock in me. He was hung thicker than his Daddy, and had a beautiful, thick foreskin that covered his cockhead even when hard. A thick vein ran down the top of the shaft, making it look even thicker. Damn, I needed that dick in me - - - NOW! As Daddy pulled out, I looked down at the remains of the condom hanging from his cock. I tried to give a horrified look - to which he just gave me an evil grin. He knew that I was too fucked up to protest, as his boy pushed my legs back and sank his uncovered cock deep into my pulsing chute. "Holy shit!" I hissed, staring at the two of them with unblinking, drugged eyes. "Fuck!" was all I could say, as my tweeked body gave in completely to the stealth chemfuck! The boy's cock was everything I could have hoped for - rock hard, beercan thick, and burning hot in my ass! The two studs took turns pounding my ass for what seemed like hours. Both had also been partying (I found out later), so neither was able to load me with cum. But on an occasional break, they would open their door to the hallway, and invite strangers to come in and fuck me. Any loads were fucked in deeper by Daddy or his boy. - - - "You havin' a good time, pig?" Daddy asked. "Fuck, yeah!" I grinned back, fingering my vibrating hole. "You know why you're havin' such a good time?" he asked. " 'Cause I'm with two hot guys?" I answered dumbly. "Well, there is that," he grinned, leaning over and kissing his boy deeply. "But, we've been feeding your ass with crystal meth the whole time, an' you are so fuckin' high right now, that you'd do anything to get your hole plowed!" he said, holding up a nearly empty baggy of white crystals. "An' you remember how worried you were about gettin' fucked without a rubber? Well, you've been takin' both our raw poz cocks since we started - - - plus all the guys we brought in here to fuck you are buddies of ours - an' you're full o' poz cum right now. Whachoo think o' that, pig?" he snarled. "I don't fuckin' care, sir. This is the best fuckin' time I've ever had - - - an' I want more of it!" I said staring deeply into his black eyes. "That's my boy!" he grinned, licking his index finger, dipping it in the baggy and shoving the bump up my hole. When I heard my room number being called for renewal, I asked if they were going to be around for awhile. "Yeah - we're here for the weekend - maybe longer," Daddy replied, stroking his glistening cock. I excused myself, and went back to my room to get my towel and go downstairs to renew for another 8 hours.On the way back, I stopped in my room, drank a whole liter of water, smoked a cigarette and fired up my glass pipe (like I needed it!). Amazingly, the Viagra was still working, and my cock was still pretty hard. I went back to their room, and we continued playing on and off until Sunday afternoon. By that time, I had fucked both of them, and we had progressed to dildos and fists - - - and the occasional hung stranger . I never let on that I knew about their stealthing from the beginning - - - knowing that it helped to fuel their fantasy about turning a safesex puritan into a raw, Tina whore!

I'd been chatting with this guy online for ages. We were gonna meet up but we never really managed it. I was hot for his cock because of the pictures he sent me, and he was saying he was mostly bottom. He wanted it BB. When he knew my status he got into poz talk with me. His messages online were soo horny I was gagging to meet this guy. He was getting turned on by poz talk and the idea of fucking and being fucked by me and my toxic dna. This guy was getting me hot. The thrill of him - neg - fucking a poz guy, the taboo and the risk were getting him off. We got into more and more dirty poz talk on the messages and this guy wanted my poz cum in him. I wanted his neg cum in me. Told him I was undetectable and on meds (which I am, even though some of my fuckbuddies wish I were highly toxic.) The chat got deep and hot. One of those chats that made you wish you were neg again, just so you could get pozzed up again to please this hot stud getting turned on by you. He'd just cream himself watching me being pozzed for him I bet. A meeting was fixed then couldn't happen cos one of us couldn't, after all make it. The chats, and the horniness, continued. Until Saturday...then we were gonna meet, at a local cruising ground in North London. Fantastic, I couldn't wait. He didn't really know where he was going but I thought my directions were reasonable so I duly set of. I got there, stripped down to my very short shorts and lubed my hole. I walked round, almost no guys here (it had been a sunny afternoon so everyone had probable fucked in the sunbathing area earlier, and indeed evidence on jizz on leaves, used rubbers and lube sachets still fresh met me when I got there.) Fucking hell, it was humid. I was sweating already. The time for him to be there came and went, and by this time I was feeling both disappointed and horny as fuck. I wanted to dump my load and I was desperate to get fucked. "I'll be in black jogging bottoms" he said. So I looked for guys like this. Nothing doing. Then he messaged and told me he was at the edge of the woods.I started to make my way back. Fifteen minutes later, nothing. I was in just a jock by now and to be honest was thinking nothing was gonna happen. Where is he? did he get lost? Was it my directions? Did I miss him? What if he thinks I'm a timewaster? Fuck, Fuck, Fuck.... Meanwhile I stand there, remembering the fuck I had on new year's day with another guy online. Tattooed, a PA and an old fashioned white sports jock and this guy had me from the way our eyes locked as he looked the image of sex. We've met once or twice since and his load is sweet. We were both naked except jocks we stripped and fucked in the freezing cold. We sucked and fucked and I loaded his tight arse after a good rimming session. Hes mainly top but he sometimes bottoms. He's a great bottom. and a hungry aggressive and rough top. He grabbed my shoulders and pounded me with his PAd cock, sending me into heaven as he just threw poz talk and breeding talk at me before he angrily and hungrily spunked in me. I mused...and got hard. Ten minutes later and nothing. Where is my fuckbuddy? I am aching for poztalk and raw fucks. Meanwhile up comes a guy in blue shorts and a grey polo. He walks up to me, we kiss, it's electric. My hand go to his shorts and feel a big bulge. I get excited. Then he puts his hand round to my prelubed hole, opens his eyes in surprise and kisses me deep. I like the taste of his mouth. I grab the back of his neck to draw his mouth closer. He's sweating. my cock hardens for this hot man whose name I don't even know, but with whom I hope to swap body fluids. A hit of poppers. They're strong and old fashioned. And this guy behaves like an awakened bear. We grab each other. And we kiss. deep and hard. God, this is gonna be good... I practically pull his shorts off and then his slip underwear comes down revealing a BIG and THICK heavily veined uncut cock, stiffening in response to my hand I'm liking this guy and stoop to suck his cock...."I wanna get fucked by that" I say. He kisses me. He wanks my cock. He bends down and sucks me. It's delicious and I am in his warm mouth, my poz precum blending with his spit. I suck him. Deep. I am determined to deep throat this tall stud with a huge cock who has got me so turned on. Fuck me, I say, I want your cock in me so bad as I strip his top off him and he is naked before me. He agrees. "got any rubbers?" he asks. "Don't you want it bareback?" I reply. "I do" he says, then "But I;m the guy online you agreed to meet and I'm so turned on by you being poz but I bet you'd poz me" My cock lurches and I nearly cum on the spot as I grab him close and kiss him...."It's you! Fuck! I'm so happy...I am horny for you" I bend down and lick the precum from his dripping dick before kissing him deep. He kneels and takes my dick in his mouth "you like my poz pre-cum then Mr? My toxic dna mingling with your spit" He groans and sucks me deeper....I feel like I am gonna cum. I lick my fingers and reach down to find his hole responding to the touch. Twitching as my fingers gently probe. This guy likes getting fucked, clearly. And here we are, me having set out to be the top and all I can think about is being so turned on I want this enormous cock pounding me. This guy has turned me - the poz one - into his aching, begging would be cumdump! We kiss and cuddle and wank again then he turns me round..."I'm gonna use a rubber cos I've seen your posts on breeding zone and I know you'd stealth me, you'd poz me if you got the chance" he said. I wouldn't to be honest but he doesn't know that and in fairness my posts may give that impression. He's getting turned on by the idea and he rubbers his cock. "I'm gonna fuck your poz arse" he said. "I so want to bareback but I cant". I'm in no position to quibble, this guy has me insane with lust for him and "fuck me...use me" I pant. His rubbered cock presses against me...slides in...I don't even feel pain this time...and he starts to fuck me. He bends me over a tree and leans over me and I feel the heat from his cock inside me, the heat from his belly on my back ad the heat from his chest on my upper back, and I feel his urgency and I am in heaven. I am having the time of my life. The poz talk starts again "think of your cock and pre cum mingling with my poz arejuices" I say." you're so big and banging hard against my prostate you might get some poz blood in your piss pipe". he groans and answers back "yeah you wanna poz me don't you" "fuck yes I say"....all I wanna do is please this guy, cos he is pleasing me so much. "Ohhh" I hear and his rythym changes....he keeps going but pulls out after two or three minutes. "The condom broke" he said. "So your unprotected cock was in there with my toxic juice and you kept fucking me" I said. "Yeah,hot." "Come back in me" "I cant, not bareback, you'll poz me up" "Please" What has gotten into me? This guy's sex and smell is under my skin...the chemistry so intense. He tells me he is married to a woman, and can't. I understand and at the same time am jealous that this lucky woman gets a hot top like this. And all I can think of is his cock, and then his arse, and fucking and sucking each other and I have to pinch myself to stop shooting there and then. I lick his belly and chest and nipples and soon am drinking the sweat from his armpit and his neck. I suck his cock deep, telling him I am drinking my poz juice. He sucks me again. Another rubber is produced and he's soon back inside fucking me I want this never to end. I am having the time of my life. And its entirely lust. We fuck like this then alternate with sucking and then I am so close I cant hold it. The poz talk keeps going. He wants to fuck me after a bunch of poz guys have loaded me. I tell him I'd love to be neg again just so he can get me pozzed up and he groans and moans and tells me he is so close to coming too. I just know I will do whatever this guy wants if he wants it regular. My neg fucker wants poz talk. We face each other, wanking, our cocks slick with spit and lube. I want him to come in me even if rubbered and then finger his cum up me or let me drink it but that's probably not gonna happen. Doesn't stop me wishing. "come over me" he says..."I want that poz cum all over me" I cant hold any longer and start to buck and moan...he kneels down and I begin to cum. My first shot on his chin and chest...My second and third on his chest and belly. I am cumming as his arms grip my legs and he slides his fingers into my fucked hole...fuck he knows how to please. And then his mouth is swallowing me. "Urrggh" I moan as he sucks my now sensitive cock head before managing to say "drink my poz cum". A groan and he shoots upright "Im gonna cum on your cock" And he shoots, and shoots....I watch the first two then I kiss him as he bucks and spunks and I am covered in jizz. He quietens. I finger some of his cum into me as I lick his freshly spent cock. I want this man's dna in me just as he is so turned on by my dna , and the dna of the HIV inside me. He licks my poz cum from his chin and it's swallowed. And I nearly come again. I kiss him again...toxic cum and neg cum and spit mingling in our mouths before I bend and lick and drink up every bit of cum I can find before kissing him again. And I am spent, and happy, and feeling my arse without his cock in it. This neg married guy who got off on breaking a rubber in me and the risk of fucking me raw, just for a second. We agree,kissing in each other's arms, that we wanna do regular, indoors and outdoors, and explore each others' bodies and desires. I loved the condom break but resolve to order XXL condoms for this guy. "Awesome cock, your wife's a luck woman" I say. "She has commented" he says. I bet. The talk, the pre-meet chats, the kissing, the heat of his body, the cock, his face and so many other things make this the most intense fuck I have had easily in months. And that includes the poz PA'd tattooed fucker who raped my hole rough and raw on new year's day not fifteen feet from where we now stood. The grin on my face is almost tangible as we kiss and dress and hug. I hope we do this again and again. Two hours later I am at home, not yet showered. I'm still covered in his cum. My arse slick with lube and the cum he spunked on my cock is on my balls and groin. I am feeling well fucked, a little sore (he WAS big, I'm not complaining) and just being grateful. I hope this guy will be a regular fuckbuddy. He wants me to fuck him. I cant wait to fuck him, and I want him to fuck me again. ....my big neg fuckbuddy is so turned on by the risk of being pozzed and by the fact I am turned on my barebacking him and the fact he is turned on by the risk. And I wanna know what else will turn him on. I think of finding poz guys to recharge me as he sits watching and getting turned on by it, and joining in. Knowing that I am gonna beg him to let me bareback him, and beg him to bareback me I am so turned on. He's not gonna give in I suspect, but he says he knows that wont stop me asking. This sexual game is gonna continue, I hope...and please us both. And then it strikes me I didn't rim him...I was so carried away I forgot to get my tongue stuck up his sweet puckered arsehole before fucking it. And I picture the scene we've just had. And a grin spreads across my face, and I start to feel a thickenining in my pants and a twitching of my arsehole. Next time, I think, next time...I cant wait to taste him.

Yesterday after I left the gym, I stopped by a shop to get some whey protein as I run out of it a couple of days ago. I saw this cute guy with his iPhone outside, but ignored him as I was supposed to go in and out real quick. He was slim though athletic, scruffy hair, green eyes, a bit dark. Perfect bubble ass, like that ass that calls your name and says: "do me, do me now." Grabbed my stuff and headed to the car, so I turned my head around once more to check on him but he was gone. I sighed and continued. When I got to the car, opened the trunk and put my stuff there, and when I closed it there he was. Out of the blue, he starts random chitchat by asking me about the protein I'd just got. (Seriously? I thought) Told him a little bit about it, and he complemented my arms and stuff. Things started to get weird, so I asked him if he wanted to join me for a drink at home (I was inviting a total stranger home, what's wrong with me?) "Yes," he said. He got in the car, my heart was racing, and we went home. Parked the car, he helped me with my gym bag and headed upstairs. As soon as we got in, I told him to make himself comfy while I got us something to drink. Got us a couple of beers and headed to the living room. He was wearing skin tight jeans, so you could see everything. That got me a little horny and he sensed it. We exchanged a few anecdotes, chitchat, and I jumped and kissed him. We made out for a while and he grabbed my throbbing cock. Fuck it, I was damn horny and this twinky wanted cock. He got down on his knees, pulled my shorts down and started deep throating me. Hell yes, I moaned like a bitch. He's got skills! I face-fucked him for a while, as I touched his cock with my feet. That was a fine cock, trimmed, veiny, and rock hard. Pulled him by the hair and took him to my room. He was lying on his back, legs opened, and I just started eating his ass. That was delish to see him breathing heavily, saying "yes, please." Condoms were never discussed. I have loads of them, but I grabbed my Durex Aloe Vera lub, splashed his hole, covered my dick, and started shoving in. He didn't ask to pull it out, he didn't ask for rubbers, so we were good for good. Temperature inside was high, so fucking hot to feel his ass rubbing my cock... His legs were on my shoulders and I started pounding his ass hardcore style. He was moaning so loudly I had to covered his mouth for the neighbors not to call on my door. Hot. We fucked for good hour, and I started breathing heavily. He just looked at me and said: "breed me, papi." Hell, I delivered and filled him with sweet cum. I jerked him off and he shot all over my chest, his abs, and part of my sheets. Fucking beautiful. We had some more beers and fucked again. He went home with three loads in his ass. So I had a twinkie for snack, full of cream and best of all: no calories.

I mostly agree with this. The thing is to really work you need a city with a certain level of urban density. Otherwise people have to travel long distances between fucks. NYC and other large cities like Chicago can be great but also annoying because some people wont travel, and other people cant or wont host. Also all large cities are better during certain times of year like Chicago during IML, or NYC during black party. Its also important to note that gay resort areas like Fire Island can be fantastic because there are so many people in a walkable distance with woods available. Overall however I would say major world cities are the best. There is almost always someone for everyone, and more of a liberal culture to allow it. Obviosly London, NYC, Chicago, Berlin, Paris, etc would be on the list. Rio is also supposed to be amazing with gorgeous men who all fuck raw, but there is also the crime and poverty factor there.

I met a hot 34 year old today with a fat 8 inch uncut cock that curved up til it nearly touched his abs! We fucked for an hour and he didn't lose his baron at all until he deposited his third load deep inside me.

Only had one guy absolutely refuse to fuck me bare. When he came and had pulled out i pulled the condom off and put it in my mouth and kissed him, which i hate doing, and was on top of him, his cock just slid right in me and he was blowing another load in 10 mins with me on all fours and him saying he had never rammed a bottom so hard in his life because of fucking bb.

Had a crazy day today. Hit up a guy who was hosting walk-in breedings at his hotel. We email back and forth and he eventually gives me his hotel and room number. He also says I can video. I go up and he's this hot, muscular, and thin guy with some scruff and a tramp stamp. It takes some work at first, but I eventually get it in. As time goes on, he repeatedly pulls off to go and check his ass. I guess it was to make sure it was clean or whatever. The frequent stopping annoys me and I fake cumming and clean off and leave. A few hours later, I hit up my chiropractor friend with the gloryhole. I come in, he sucks me at the gh, slides on my cock, and then has me come around to the bedroom where I fuck him nonstop for about 30 mins before depositing my load deep in his hole. About an hour later, a guy wants me to come meet him so he can give me some car head. I meet him in the alley behind a tim hortons and we drive about 60 feet around the corner to the parking lot of a church. I park and let him go to town on my cock. Since I already blew a load not too long ago, it takes a while for me to blow again. This guys was a truly experienced he cocksucker. He had the right amount of suction and deepthroated like a champ. Once I started playing with his ass, I ended up busting in his mouth and he got out and left. To top the night off, I met up with this daddy at a local motel. He has me come up and I fuck him nonstop for an hour before busting in him and watching him push it out. This guy let me video it too.

Hi it's Will After reading Jake's blog, I thought I would add something with his permission. This is because he has not been kind when describing himself. Jake is a bit embarrassed by his height. He says that he is 5.5 but that is a wrong. He is actually just short of 5.0. He has the most lovely blonde hair and beautiful, fuck and breed me now, deep brown eyes. He is very slim and smooth. At the time we met he had hair above his cock and pit hair, but being blonde, it did not stand out. I say at the time, because after our first weekend together he has kept his crotch and pits smooth. When he walked into the bar the night we met, I boned up instantly just seeing him cross the floor to the bar counter. I knew I had to breed him, within the next few hours. (Honestly guys which breeder wouldn't want in him.) I could see how nervous he was and if I was lucky, he'd be a bareback newbie. After he finished his drink so quickly, I saw an opening and made my move. What a surprise to find he'd never been fucked, something I intended to change within hours. Jake described the next few hours accurately, but I thought I'd put my spin on things. After getting him into the bedroom it took a lot longer than Jake indicates to get him relaxed and a lot longer to take my dick, especially when I wanted it in him raw. I had a three day nut load of seed and there was only one place that was going and that was inside Jake's ass! After I took his clothes off, I almost shot there and then and would have done so without self-control. Jake's body was and still is amazing. He was standing there naked. His waist is so slim and tight and his chest is skinny. He has a big 7inch cut cock, so its huge for his body size. His ass needs to be seen to be believed. It is small, but at the same time round and firm. I knew I had my work cut out to breed it, but that I was going to do. He took some convincing and lots of cock/ass teasing, but I know how to to get into any ass raw. As Jake says, I had him all over the bed and he did relax eventually. I teased his ass a lot with my dick, but Jake under estimated how long it took before I got in him. Once I did my cock was in heaven. His ass was vice tight and I had to be a lot more gentle that I am used to. I fucked him for ages, my cock hammering his ass walls with my pre seed. I slowly ground my dick into every part of his ass, alternating from slow to increasingly harder and deeper thrusts. Jake began begging for my seed. I knew I couldn't last any longer and felt the usual tightness of my nuts indicating that I was seconds away. I shoved in as far as Jake could take and pumped volley after volley of seed into him. It seemed endless. After laying in top of Jake for a bit whilst kissing, I turned him onto his stomach so my seed would stay put. I might add my spin on the foursome and the fuck club later if Jake allows it. Tot weerziens

Uncle Jim 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. While the three teens chilled Ray approached his friend Uncle Jim. The two had discussed Rays moving together with Uncle Jim. Now that Freddie was well fucked and had been away from home for his dad and step mom he thought this would be a prefect time to inform his father about his two son's sexually Ray's relationship with his father was already stressed and he knew that his brother's regained wasn't much better. He grabbed Freddie phone from his pants pocket and noticed a number of missed calls and texts from their father. He knew it was time, he called their father from Freddie's phone and when his father answered screaming and asking where he (Freddie) was, why he was out all night and asking why he hadn't called. Ray (acting like Freddie) told their father that he was with his older brother (Ray) and had been at a sex party getting fucked by guy after guy. In not so many words Ray had just told their father that they were both gay, although Freddie didn't really know it yet. The brothers followed Uncle Jim back to their house. When they got their Freddie was already out while Alex and Nick were ready to join him. They carried Freddie to the Alex's bedroom where they stripped Freddie down and placed him in Alex 's bed. The two teens stripped down and climbed in with Freddie with one on their new friend right and the other on his left. They were out for over 12 hours as they recovered from the lack of sleep they had the past weekend. Freddie was slightly freaked when he woke up in between Alex and Nick, all three were naked. Freddie looked around for his clothes but none were found. Alex and Nick made sure that anything that would fit any of them was well hidden. Freddie kept saying he needed to get dressed and get home before his parents freaked. That's when Alex and Nick began to make advancements on their new friend. At first he was resistant, but as he recalled the events of the weekend he quickly flooded back. Once Freddie was rock hard Alex guided Freddie's cock inside Nick's ass. With Alex's coaching Freddie quickly dropped a load inside Nick's hole. As Freddie caught his breath Alex maneuvered him so that he could spoiling suck his hard and dripping cock. Freddie was more resistant to sucking his cock but with Alex and Freddie coaching him he had Alex's cock in his mouth. Alex's balls were so full of cum and he was so horny coming of a weekend of partying he blew a nice size load in Freddie's mouth. As Freddie attempted to deal with the load of jizz in his mouth Nick licked up what dribbled out ending in a cummy kiss. As Freddie continued to deal with his new found male on male sex again he wondered where he was and what was going on. Alex and Nick led Freddie down stairs where Uncle Jim and Ray had breakfast waiting. All three were starved and quickly chowed down. While they were eating Ray explained that their father didn't want to see his two gay sons ever again. Freddie asked how dad found out what happened that weekend. Ray let his younger brother know that against his advice Freddie called dad and told him that he spent the weekend getting fucked by Ray and a number of his gay friend. Ray showed Freddie his phone and he saw that the last call he made a couple days ago was to his father. Since then his service was cut since his phone was through a family plan. Ray let his younger brother that he needn't worry since he'd look agree him since he was kicked out. The next day Nick began to feel sick. A couple days later Freddie stated to feel sick. Nick's fuck flu was right on schedule about two to three weeks after he was exposed. Freddie came on quicker since every slam he was given over the weekend had an ample amount of his older brother's poz blood. As Alex cared for his sick friends Uncle Jim and Ray discussed plans to use the family home for a base of operations. With the local community college and a major university close by they figured that they could bring in some nice young talent with their newly pozzed family members. Once the two newly poz boys were feeling better they all returned to classes. Alex and Nick went back to the community college while Freddie went back to classes at the local university. Alex and Nick had a could friend they knew that would be willing to party at the house. Freddie knew a few himself including a guy who was in the university's football team. The party was planned for the holiday weekend coming up in a month. In the mean time Uncle Jim and Ray taught their three teens the art of partying. Alex was already aware of the importance of taking Viagra week before starting to party to insure that they'd be able and t-dick. Each teen took their Viagra as Alex helped Uncle Jim and Ray teach Nick and Freddie how to slam. They practiced with sterile water before they'd hit the real shit. Uncle Jim and Ray planned to watch (and video) the action between the three teens as they were testing out the installed video cameras that were installed around the pool and in the pool house. It was evident that the Viagra was starting to work as the teens were starting to sport wood as they made their way out to the pool house. Once they were in the pool house they pulled out the fresh points, filled each with the same amount of crushed Tina, added sterile water and each prepared to slam themselves. Each applied a tourniquet on his upper arm, swabbed a prominent vein then stuck their point in before pulling back on the plunger just enough to register a flash of blood. They looked at each other as they each emptied their point simultaneously before Alex counted off, 1-2-3, and they each pulled their tourniquet off at any the same time. As each one coughed out they then proceeded to kiss, lick, suck and fuck while Uncle Jim and Ray watched on camera. After each one fucked the other they then took a break for a quick swim before another slam and more action out by the pool. After sufficient action the camera were ready for the party in two weeks.

The general consensus is that tops are superior to bottom cumdumps? Damn... I must have missed the day this was discussed in class. That and that I should feel some level of shame and humiliation. No top is superior to me. No bottom is superior to me. At the end of the day, we are equally human beings and sexual beings. I fuck for the pleasure AND to get the load. I let the top do what he wants. Giving him pleasure fulfills me. I feel no shame or humiliation in that fact. In fact, I revel in the pleasure of being a bottom. Feeling shame and humiliation would imply I'm doing something wrong by allowing a man inside me. That argument goes against every equal rights war that has been fought. While I respect your opinion, I politely disagree with your statements. Except the last one. Every top should respect the bottom and show them they do indeed have worth. Just as much as the top, I might add.

2. Leaning up again the door to our room, a skinny Asian boy was on his knees, sucking off a an older guy. I felt bad breaking up their activity, but my hole was itching, and there was only one way to scratch it. They headed off towards the dark room, no doubt to pick up where I had interrupted them. In the room, TJ and I put down our bags. "Goddamn," TJ said. "Did that just happen? That guy? Just getting blown in the hall?" "Yeah," I said. "It did. And that's kinda tame for this club. You should see the glory holes." "How did I not know about this before? It's fucking amazing. That your favorite place? The glory holes?" It was hard to pick a favorite part of the club. There were so many parts I had memories of: the glory holes; the maze; the sling room; and, of course, the simple pleasures of getting pounded in a private room. "Well, now you know," I said. "And there are so many parts of the club I like." "You're gonna have to show me," TJ said. I put down my bag. I needed to get naked, get high, and get fucked. "What's the envelope?" I asked him. "Dunno," he said. He opened it. "Damn. Score!" he said, pulling out a small bag of white crystals, and another of four oblong blue tablets. "This is going to be a great night. You better be up for it, cocksucker." He put down his bag as well and pulled out a bottle of water. He popped one of the viagra, and swallowed it. "You need another hit from the pipe, don't you?" he said. It was a command, not a question. "Yeah," I said. I kicked off my shoes, pulled off my shirt and undid my khakis. With each piece of work clothing I took off, another set of inhibitions was removed. By the time I got down to the jock strap, there would be very little I wouldn't do. With another few hits from the pipes, even those last inhibitions would fall to the side. I took another look at TJ, even as I fumbled with the zipper on my pants. I had been taught to see black men as ugly and something slightly less than human. Likewise for so many other ethnic types: Latinos, Asians, Native Americans, Jews, and Arabs. Perfection was a blond-haired, blue-eyed man of unimpeachable Nordic stock. Even my dark brown hair seemed like a fundamental personal failing. Despite TJ's muscular build and thick, hard cock it was hard for me to think of him as an equal, much less a superior. But yet, I was staring at his cock, imagining what it would feel like down my throat again or how it would feel sliding in and out of my hole. I couldn't believe I was lowering myself down even below his level, but in my drug-clouded mind, it was the only right thing to do. "You can leave the jock strap on," TJ said, as I finished taking off my pants. "Keep your dick out of the way." "Ok," I said. My mind was racing under the influence of the crystal. I was staring at TJ, as he undressed, wanting to get back on my knees to suck him off, thinking about the guys I had seen wandering the halls, wanting to bend over and let them fuck me. TJ pulled off his shirt, exposing a broad, muscular chest with the slightest spray of black hair across his pecs. Everything about TJ, from his physical presence dominating the room, to his cock straining against his shorts, all the way to his scent now filling my nostrils screamed "man" to me. But it was hard to reconcile these signals with what I had been taught for so many years, that he was only slightly more evolved than a monkey. "Can't decide if you want to beat me up or suck me off, can you cocksucker?" TJ asked. I nodded, still staring at the black man. He kicked off his shoes and pushed down his shorts. His cock sprang free. It was hard and erect and his balls hung low, heavy with cum. I felt small. I was shorter than him, skinnier than him, and behind my jock strap, my dick was limp and helpless, a victim of the booty bump I had done earlier. "It's ok," TJ continued. "You can still get on your knees and suck me off." It was barely even a command but I still followed. I dropped to my knees, submissive in front of the black man. "Feels better, doesn't it, knowing your place?" I nodded. I tried not to think what my old friends would say, me obeying a black man's every command. I should have been the strong one here and it should have been my cock getting sucked. But instead, it was me on my knees and the black man's cock nestled against my lips. I started to get up, to reinstate the proper order of things and to set the world right. "No, faggot," TJ said. He put his hand on my shoulder and pressed me back down to the floor. "On your knees. Where you belong." I tried once more to stand up, but I was no match for TJ. Effortlessly, he held me down with one hand, and used the other to guide his cock back to my lips. "Give it some attention. You choked on it earlier and loved every moment. You can do it again." I opened my mouth, and took the dark head of his cock into my mouth. There was a bead of pre-cum, slightly salty and bitter, that spread across my tongue. TJ moved his hand to the back of my head, guiding me further down his shaft. "Come on cocksucker," he continued, taking a step back and forcing me to shuffle forward. He sat down on the edge of the bed, spreading his legs wide for me to kneel between. "Let's see how good this crystal is." I did my best to stay on his cock and stole an occasional glance as he prepared the hit. He grabbed his pipe from his bag, and carefully loaded the bowl with a few large shards. I heard the hiss of the lighter, and the barely audible crackle of the crystal melting. "Did you know the guy?" TJ asked. I nodded, not daring to take my mouth off of his dick. "I figured. Has he fucked you before?" I nodded again. I had lost track of the number of loads Dennis had given me. "Damn. He use a condom?" I shook my head. Dennis was adamant about condoms. He never used them. "Fuckin' nasty faggot, taking it bareback." I forced myself to go further down on his cock, further debasing myself. I glanced up enough to see him stick the stem of the pipe in his mouth, then a relative silence as he inhaled the thick white clouds. "You let a lot of guys fuck you, don't you?" I nodded again. It was true. I had tried to keep track starting on New Year's Day, but had pretty much lost track by the time Valentine's Day rolled around. As my personal testament to the enduring power of love, I had partied that weekend and lost track after 7 guys had cum in me. By then, my total for the year was well over a hundred. That had been four months ago and my pace had only picked up. TJ exhaled and a white cloud momentarily occluded his head before drifting down slowly towards me. "How many?" he asked. I pulled off of his black shaft just enough to speak. "I don't know. At least a few hundred in my life." I had never told anyone that and had barely even admitted it to myself. Each individual man seemed ok: it had felt like the right thing at the time, sucking him off or letting him fuck me. But then, over days, weeks, and months, they added up, until it was painfully obvious that I was little more than a cockslut. "Maybe more," I said, now fully aware of how he saw me. "Tweaker slut," he said. TJ stuck the pipe in my mouth. "Time for you to do another hit. You need to be high." Even though the booty bump had me flying, I was more than ready for another hit. TJ held the torch under the bowl. It heated up quickly so soon after the last hit, and I inhaled deeply. The stuff Dennis had given TJ was very good; even from the first wisp, I could feel it hitting my blood and brain. I inhaled as much as I could, watching TJ carefully. When I thought I had taken as much as I could, I nodded, but he just smiled. "A little more, tweaker boy. For me." I did my best, even though my lungs felt like they were about to explode. TJ eventually relented, and took the still-smoking pipe from my mouth. He put it down on a towel next to him, then turned back to me. "Hold it," he said. I needed fresh air, not the intoxicating clouds of the crystal, but I did as he said. "You ever gotten fucked by a black guy?" he asked me. I was about to say something, but TJ put his hand over my mouth, and pinched my nose closed. I thought I could stand it, but it was only a few seconds before I felt smothered. Every second meant that more of the crystal entered my body and I lost more control over my actions. Even just keeping my eyes on TJ seemed to get harder and harder as the seconds ticked by and the room seemed to get darker and darker. Just as I thought I couldn't stand another second, TJ released his grip, and I coughed, expelling the thickest cloud I had done in ages. "Answer me, boy," he said. "You ever let a black guy fuck you?" I was still coughing, trying to regain my composure. Before I had a chance to think clearly, I started to speak. "Never been fucked by a nigg..." Luckily, I caught myself, and shut my mouth before said anything else. "What did you say, faggot?" TJ asked me. "Nothing. I said. "Was just coughing." "No. You were starting to say something there. We both know that." His words were taut and clipped. He knew what I was going to say. And I had failed to weasel my way out from admitting it. "Now tell me what you were going to say," he continued. I didn't know where to look. If I looked him in the face I would have never been able to say what I had to say. If I looked at his cock, I would have had acknowledged the complete and utter power the black man held over me. I finally settled on staring at his chest and watched the muscles move with each breath he took. I took a deep breath as well. "I've never had a nigger fuck me," I said "That's what I thought you said," TJ said. I looked up at him. He was smiling. For a brief moment, I thought it was going to be ok. He would understand it was a slip of the tongue, under the influence of the crystal. But he grabbed my chin, and held it tightly. With his other hand, he slaps me. Hard. As I was gasping in pain, he spoke. "Fucking racist faggot." I expected him to slap me again; maybe even harder than the first. But instead he picked up the pipe and put it back in my mouth "You're going to do another hit for me tweaker. Hopefully it'll get some sense in you." He held the torch under the bowl. With the tiniest nod of his head, he let me know it was time to inhale. The pipe was already full of thick clouds and as soon as I drained it, it would re-fill. Once again, TJ was making me do a massive hit. It was not long before my lungs were bursting, and he gave no indication that it was time for me to stop. Finally, he put down the torch, and grabbed the pipe from my mouth. "Hold it, boy," he said, and put the stem in his own mouth. He did a hit, although it didn't seem anywhere near as big as mine. "Don't," he said, careful to let only the smallest cloud out as he spoke. He put down the pipe, and once more, held a hand over my mouth and pinched my nose closed. This time, the panic set in much earlier. I needed air, and I hated the knowledge that every second only made me more tweaked out, more out of control, more willing to do anything at all. Even kneeling between TJ's legs and him holding onto me mouth and nose, I started to struggle, trying to escape his grasp. "No, faggot," he said. "You're not gonna get away that easily," he said. He leaned in, exhaled his cloud right in my face, but did not release his grip on me. I was keeping my eyes open, but it was hard to see anything but his face right in front of me. "Tonight is your lucky night, tweaker. You're gonna get fucked by my nigger cock tonight. More than that. You're gonna get raped by a nigger cock. And if you are really lucky, you're gonna get raped by a few of us." He finally loosened his grip on my mouth and nose; I exhaled in a paroxysm of coughing, trying to catch my breath. "You want that?" I nodded. His thick black shaft was right in front of me, standing up straight, erect and proud, gently swaying in reaction to his easy breathing. "You want that," he asked me again. He slapped me on the face, hard enough that my ears were ringing. "Yes," I said. It was an automatic response, but it was suddenly the correct response. I needed to feel his black tool force its way into me and dominate me. It was crucial that he dominate me. As pathetic and banal as it was, he needed to make me his bitch. I had spent too much time looking down on black men, mentally and physically degrading them. It was not something I was proud of, and my apology was long over due. "Yes, sir," I said. The apology was not going to be easy. But I had no right to expect it to be simple. "Fuck, that's what I like to hear, cocksucker." He was smiling now. He put a hand on the back of my head, and guided me back to his cock. There some pre-cum at the tip, and I licked it up. My brain still rebelled at the thought of debasing myself in front of the black man, but I tried my best to suppress it. His erection was a beautiful display of masculinity and it was my honor to service it. "You said there were glory holes here?" I nodded. I didn't know what he had in mind. "Sweet. First place we're gonna visit. Let you taste the rainbow." He pressed against the back of my head, forcing me down onto his cock. This time, I willingly took his cockhead in my mouth. "First though, you're gonna show my black python some love as I hit this pipe. No way you're gonna be the only one with your head in the clouds." I closed my eyes and heard the familiar hiss of the torch. This time, TJ did a hit just as large as the ones he made me do. I stayed on my knees, trying to swallow his entire thick shaft. It seemed that each hit he did from the pipe only made his cock harder, in sharp contrast to me. I reached down, and felt my dick. It was soft and limp and stroking it seemed to make no difference. "Don't worry about your dick," TJ said. "The one in front of you is the one you need to focus on." He took another hit from the pipe. It was getting harder for me to take his cock. His shaft was like a steel rod, and I had to do all of the contortions to align it with my throat. But it felt so good to have him inside of me. My only regret was that he was not fucking my ass. But that hardly seemed like an impossibility. It would happen, and it would happen tonight. TJ did several more hits as I twisted and turned. I worked his shaft into my throat, and let him drip pre-cum right into my throat. Finally, he did one last massive hit. Even with my attention focused on his dick, I knew it was going to be a big one. He held it longer than I thought possible, before finally exhaling. The cloud overwhelmed the two of us, and for a moment, all I could see was the white fog. As it dispersed, he pulled me off his cock, and stared at me. "Time for the glory holes, cocksucker. Time to show your skills." TJ carefully put the pipe and torch on the table by the bed, then stood up. "Come on," he said. "Lead the way." I grabbed a bottle of poppers from my bag before wrapping the keys around my right wrist. I wasn't sure if it was still a signal anyone got, but it better to make it painfully clear than have any misunderstandings. I opened the door; with the light on in our room, it was better lit than the hallway. "This way," I said. The glory holes were on the same floor, although in order to get to them as a bottom, we had to navigate the maze. It was a Friday evening, and the club was getting crowded. A few guys tried to grope us. TJ gently removed their hands from his body. It made me feel even luckier that I was able to service him and to give him pleasure. Not everyone had this privilege and it was one I should treasure. We reached a series of stalls; each one had a hole in the far wall that opened onto a platform where the tops would stand. "Damn," TJ said, as he stood next to me in the stall. "Just stick their cock through the hole?" "Yeah," I nodded. "And you never see them?" "Nope," I said. We hardly had to wait, before a cock emerged from the darkness through the hole. In the dim light, it was hard to make out any details. It was darker than I expected; it might have been a Latino, an impression re-enforced by the foreskin that covered the head. "Uncut," TJ said. "You going to suck it?" "Yeah," I said. If I had not been flying on the crystal, if TJ had not been there, if I had not been sensitive to all the men I had turned down for bad reasons, I might have thought twice. I might have waited a while longer for my eyes to adjust and I might have been more careful about an uncut, brown-skinned dick. But I didn't. I cupped the stranger's heavy, warm balls in my hand and ran my tongue over the sensitive margin where his cockhead emerged from his foreskin. "Damn," TJ said, as my tongue darted under the foreskin. I could taste some sweat and pre-cum and the stranger's cock started to respond. It was a slow response at first, like a locomotive gathering steam. It thickened and lengthened slightly, pushing itself further into my mouth. Like the train, there was a grunt of pleasure, and the stranger shifted his weight, pressing himself against the thin plywood barrier that separated us. I leaned against the barrier as well, positioning myself to take more of the stranger's dick. "You're doing it," TJ muttered. Despite his incredulity at my actions, I saw out of the corner of my eye he was still stroking his cock. The plywood was cold at first, but warmed up from my body. It was just thick enough to ensure I would never know anything about the man I was sucking off, nor he about me. Its primary job was to keep us both totally anonymous while I did one of the most intimate acts one man can do for another. By then, the stranger's cock had gotten fully erect, a respectable seven inches or so, and nicely thick. It was not as big as TJ's, but it was still a mouthful. I took a quick snort from the poppers, and waited for them to hit before attempting to go any deeper. It was not long before the warm waves washed over me, and I felt my body relax and open up. I swallowed and the cockhead slid into my throat. It elicited another moan of pleasure from the unknown man, and he began to drip pre-cum. Powered by the poppers, I started to properly service his cock, going up and down his shaft and deep throating him. "Are you going to get him off?" TJ asked. I nodded, keeping the unknown man's cock in my mouth. It would have been the height of cockteasing to not let the man get off and there was no way I would let his precious fluid go to waste. Even letting him cum on my face would have been too wasteful for me. Plus, I wanted his seed. I wanted to know what this man tasted like and the best way to work him to a furious intensity where his only option was spew his load all over my gut. It did not take much before his moans started to get louder and he started to buck his hips. His balls were still cradled in one hand; I used the other to take a quick hit from the poppers. They relaxed me, enough for his cock to slide deeper into my throat. It was just a tiny bit of additional stimulation, but it was what he needed. "Oh fuck," he grunted, his voice clearly audible through the glory hole. "He's getting close?" TJ asked me. I nodded, just trying to focus all my attention on the stranger's cock. His balls pulled up tight, and there was one last hip thrust. His cock pulsed and a warm spray of jizz coated my throat. I swallowed the first spurt, massaging his shaft enough to get a second spurt. This turned into a virtuous cycle where each time I swallowed, I got another spurt of cum. Finally, his balls were drained, and I had a pool of cum in my stomach. As quickly as his cock had appeared in the glory hole, it disappeared, leaving TJ and me alone. "Who was that?" TJ asked me. "I don't know," I said. "He was a total stranger." "And you just sucked him off like that?" His voice was a mixture of disbelief and interest, revulsion and arousal. "And you swallowed his load?" "Yeah," I said. "I did." If I needed any more proof of what I had done, I could still taste the stranger's cum in my mouth, a salty, bitter mixture. "And really. No idea who it was." "None at all." "Fuck man. I mean, I know you said you were going to do it. But you actually just sucked a total stranger off and swallowed his load." TJ was stroking his cock. It was still stiff and erect. "Do it again for me," he said. "Suck off the next guy that sticks his dick through the hole. You gonna do that for me, cocksucker?" "Yeah," I said. I was committing myself. No matter what cock: short, long, thin, fat, clean or smelly, I would take it. I would nurse it. And I would take it all the way to orgasm. I turned back to the glory hole, staring at the darkness beyond, wondering what would appear next. Now that I was looking for someone, the club was suddenly still. There was only the constant deep bass of the music, and the steady pulse of TJ's breathing. I stared into darkness beyond the gloryhole, eager for any sign of movement, any flash of white of a towel wrapped around a man's waist. "Slow all of a sudden," TJ said. "You may have to suck my cock, just to have something in your mouth." However, as soon as he spoke, there was the familiar creak of the floorboards, as another man walked across the platform. I didn't get a chance to see anything about him before the white towel filled the gloryhole. The stranger pulled off his towel, exposing a thick, heavy black shaft. "You're in luck," TJ said. "It's your favorite. Nigger dick." I hesitated for a second. It was one thing to suck off TJ, a perfect specimen of masculinity. But this man was a different matter. I knew nothing about him, no idea what he looked like, other than the cock right in front of me. It would be the second black man I had sucked off, both of them in little more than the space of an hour. TJ was going to start thinking this was the real me, not some aberration due to a sense of guilt and crystal. "Go on," TJ said. "I know how badly you need cock in your mouth."

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…”

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."

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.

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.

Polish guy came back for more tonight. Spent two hours nailing me and again dumped three loads in me. Told me that one of the 5 guys he lived with was his brother. He never told him he had sex with men. Big taboo. Told him to cum back anytime if he needed ass to fuck:-). The guy has a magic dick and shoots massive loads. Plus it's all very anon, which suits me fine..

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.”

My life was getting out of control as my sex life with some school faculty members and few of the older students continued. So far only students who were fucking me regularly were over 18 but I started to see more and more younger ones giving me dirty stares in classrooms. Finally one day, the principal told me to stop teaching and offered me a position as a social worker working with young adults to help them with education and jobs. Given the situation, I felt like I had no choice and took the offer. My supervisor was a young black man with ROTC background and he did very professional and formal introduction of me to my colleagues before leaving my training in charge of David who's been workin g there for almost 10 yrs. David was a good looking white jock with big muscles visible even under dress shirts and was only 28 yo. Old. As he showed me his clients, I saw how most of them wer attractive young black Hispanic males except one or two girls. David saw the look on my face and said,"It helps me being devoted to clients and to provide max service with a quick smile. 28 yo. White muscle jock David didn't strike me as gay til this little hint. I shadowed David for a month and spent much of free time with him as well. I even joined the same Gym and worked out with him. At the end of the month, I got my own case load of 10 clients. There was one immigrant and the rest were young men of 23-25. Many of them were fathers and paid Child supports except two who raised the child themselves. I called them and left messages on most of them. Both clients with kid called back and set up home visits for Monday before I left WI David who invited me to his apt. to celebrate end of my training. As soon as we got to his place, he stripped all his work clothes revealing his tan white muscled body with peach fuzz blonde hair before he jumped into his shower. He told me to take off my clothes and shower in his other bathroom since we don't have much time before the guests. His other bathroom was connected to his bedroom and David set it up to shock me with a sling and few toys. In the shower was an Ennemna hose. As I started shower, David walked in with dripping wet body and said, "feel free to clean deep inside your hole since you might need that tonight. I've already done mine during my lunch." He walked out and as I started to fill my hole with the water hose, another person who wasn't David walked in and went to the toilet and started pissing. I peeked and saw a quite large soft cock and low hanging balls that started to make me feel horny and the hidden slut inside of me started come alive again that I hid deep inside for last month being afraid of fucking up at the new job. As my eyes traveled up from the cock and balls, over muscled dark skin to his face, I was so shocked and lost my balance. It was one of David's client who was standing naked and pissing in front of me. David's bathroom had a shower stall with a glass door and I pushed it open as I lost my balance but didn't fall on my ass as the young man quickly turned around and held me from falling however his piss didn't stop quick enough and it continued to spray on my face and my body. The hose filling my inside popped out and was spraying water at his socks covered feet and my hole was slowly emitting the water to flow down my legs. We locked eyes for a sec before I closed the shower door and watched the figure on the stained glass. He pulled his socks off and opened the shower door again and took one of the hose and sprayed the floor clean of his piss and let the water drain thru a huge drain in the middle of the room. " custom made" he said with a smile. I stood half frozen except my eyes quickly traveling all over his body before they locked on his now growing erection. He saw the gaze and smiled. "You may service it". And he started to push me down til my inner slut woke up and took his cock deep down my throat hungrily. He reached down to my ass and pushed the tip of his finger into my hole. He pulled my ass up and did play with few more fingers before he started to push the hose spraying water and fucked me with it. Every few minutes he'd stop the fucking and guide my body over the middle drain and after he removed the cover, he said, " let it go" in a bit husky voice that sounded older than his age and exuded power and authority. I simply obeyed the stranger and opened my hole and released the water and whatever the impurities inside of me and let them fall on the drain hole beneath my body while the stranger held me up over the drain hall with his arms wrapped around my body and his eyes switched between my eyes and my hole. He stared at me half amused as I would obey a complete stranger and let myself be seen embarrassingly filthy state, and his cock started to grow bigger and harder. I was releasing clean water and started to get hungry for the huge cock in my sight when David broke us up. " Javi, please. Tonight we have to be good and introduced him to his clients. You can do whatever u want after that as long as u still promise ur love." David and Javi started to make out standing over me as David covered Javis cock with both hands and pulled him away. I stood up and started to dry myself when David came in and handed me a jock strap, a shorts and a tank top to put on. He put his on as well before we walked out to the living room and met the group of young men who were mostly on my client list. They were all dressed less revealing although I thought I saw some growing bulges on some. David was in the kitchen preparing drinks and I was sitting quietly among them. Javi joined us in few minutes dressed in khakis and a golf shirt. He introduced me to the group and told them I was going to provide service to them and help them with anything so they should take advantage and use me to fit their needs. Then they each introduced themselves to me. " there are 2 missing. They had to pick up their kids from school and drop them off with sitters. They will join us later if they can." Javi and the guys started to talk and I saw David motioning me to come into kitchen. He handed me a tray of drinks for the group and asked me to serve them. For couple of hours, David and I served food and drinks to the guys and only stopped to take a quick sip of our drinks. The guys left after 10 and as soon as the last one left, Javi locked the door and yelled, "Party time" and he pulled me tight in his arms and kissed me roughly. I opened up and accepted his tongue as deep as it pushed in and his rough hands touched me all over making gasps and moans escape through my parted lips. My head felt like spinning as his arms lifted my body up completely off the ground and it didn't stop spinning til I felt a thick finger tip pushing in at my hole opening. I quickly opened up to welcome the thick finger however once I felt something else at the tip being pushed into me that made me feel some burning sensation, my hole closed tightly around the finger. However Javi jammed his fingers with more force and speed and forced more and deeper into me until my hole muscles finally warmed up to his assaults and started to accommodate his fingers. As he fucked my hole with two or three fingers roughly, my body started to squirm and twist at his finger tips. Then I heard David's voice, " suck it deep into your lungs and hold" and felt the familiar glass pipe end at my pared lips as I opened my eyes to see both David and javi's faces close to mine and I watched them smoking and shot gunning and all three of us were surrounded with thick white smoke as I joined making out with them. Javi continued to feed me the pipe as the bodies repositioned and I was kneeling at Javis magnificent cock with a wedge under my belly to keep my ass property positioned up and out towards David who was behind me and was teasing my hole with his cock head as he watched me blowing smoke on Javis cock as more and more of thick brown cock disappeared into my face. When I reached the balls, I stuck my tongue out and licked a bit of the balls before David pushed my head from behind and all I could do was to concentrate opening as wide and to keep my teeth out of the way. David also started to fuck into me and although he wasn't as big as some of the guys I've had, his cock felt so good after a month of no sex and my penis got hard and I was on the verge of having the anal orgasm when the door bell rang. We tried to ignore but the person kept on ringing the bell and even texted Javi. " shit, it's Ruben. " " I will get him." David reluctantly pulled out and put a shorts on and walked towards the door. Javi lifted my body and carried me towards David's bedroom and half way down the hallway, skewered me down on his cock and kept my body bouncing on his cock as he stood behind the closed bedroom door. Then David screamed, "Javi, You turn on the new boy is over for tonight. Ruben wants him. ". Javi walked out to the living room with me still bouncing on his cock and kept this up for few minutes while we both watched a handsome black man getting naked and take hits from a pipe offered by David. After few hits on his own, he pulled my head and gave me a huge shot gun and his lips kept the tight locks on mine as he repeated the inhale- exhale few times til both of were out of smoke and air. He repeated this two more times and got me a huge hit before they lifted me off Javis cock while our lips stayed locked passing smoke back and forth. As we broke for air, my body was lowered onto Rubens cock then my slutty hole went on auto pilot mode and fucked itself on it for a while taking more and more. David was doing the same thing as me few feet to my left and I reached for Reuben's balls as I watched Javis balls bouncing up on David's crack. To my surprise, Ruben still had few inches remaining and I screamed and shot cum as I eagerly impaled myself down on the rest before I passed out. I woke up as shower water hit my body and washed some blood from where Ruben and I were still joined and Ruben continued to bounce me up and down on his cock. We both must came since my stomach and chest we're coated with cum and some cum coated my legs as the flow liquid oozing out of my hole travelled down. He finally pulled out with a loud "pop" and I gasped and whimpered feeling the huge void immediately. "Calm down, babe. That's all u get on first date" and Ruben quickly finished the shower and left me standing still horny and trembling with sexual high. I reluctantly finished my shower and joined David in the living room. Without Ruben nor Javi to my disappointment. David sat me down next to him and told me about how the agency was aware of me and my past. There were some regular case managers in the agency as well as more "highly motivated" ones like David and me. Hank, our supervisor first saw David a 18 year old intern orally servicing some clients who were hard to reach til David contacted them that day. They stayed responsive to the service and moved onto college or other jobs. When David's internship ended, Hank offered a part time position with only 5 clients and saw how dedicated and passionate David was with his clients. Not every case worked out and there were few fall backs and twice Hank had to rescue David from some possible violence. Hank helped David to work out with him and prescreened the clients before he assigned them to David. Most of David's clients were gay friendly or gay. David was a good bottom and served tops very well but as a strong person, he was able to gain trust and provide guidance to many bottom boys from the hood as well. Hank and David tried to train an intern from Columbia university to be like David, but the kid was too much into sex with men from the hood and probably that was why he applied for the internship at the agency and had no intention of learning or providing actual service to clients. Few months after he started, the kid ended up in ER cuz he ODed at some club that the hood young men hung out. His drug and sex problem kept on getting worse and he kept on getting spotted at a public restroom with local gangsters doing drugs and fucking around by police officers who were friends with Hank. Hank finally gave up and worked with his parents to send the kid to rehab and then military after that. Since then, David was the only case worker with "special service" til Hank accepted me recommended by my ex-boss principal of high school. The whole time David was explaining the situation, his naked body with peach fuzz blond hair laid next to my soft smooth Asian body and I felt the blond body hair tickle my skin from time to time. I was still high and although I did have few more questions about the situation, I reached out for his cock which I was glad to find still rock hard. And I teased the tip of his cock with my soft warm hole opening by placing it right there and slightly pushing and gyrating myself on it. He started to get distracted and eventually gave up the talk and started to angle himself better so little more of his cock entered my hole before he popped it out of me, torturing my hungry hole. His cock popped in and out of my hole with few inches at the tip and it drove me insane with hunger and I begged for his whole cock with tearful eyes in few minutes. Unlike the rough fucking I usually got from Latinos or blacks, he was deeper and more sensual. However David had as strong stamina or maybe the drugs helped, and continued fucking me for hours and through few orgasms from both of us. He repeatedly mentioned our commitment to our clients and to each other over and over as I slowly drifted to sleep while gently being rocked by his fucking.

Once you're naked, tease his cock with your ass and start sliding down on it. There's no way he'll say no to that

From mid 2007 to early 2008 I had a black lover who would come over to my house unannounced and fuck me at will. I had given him a key, and It could have been at 3am when I was asleep or just after 6pm when I got back home after work. It was a very subservient relationship and it wasn't forced in any way nor wad there any type of role playing. He came, he fucked me hard, and he left (not before taking a beer or snack out of the fridge I should add). What I loved most about his cock was the bulbous head and the low hanging balls. He was also in great shape and worked out alot,..his sweaty body fucking me after a gym session was always a nice treat. I have had black cock since then but not over any length of period like with him.

I was in Savannah doing work on a case. I usually fly home on Friday, but I'd decided to stay and fly my boyfriend down to see me instead. Then my boyfriend got sick. I had upgraded to a nicer room and I had a car so I thought it wouldn't be a bad weekend to stick around. It did really suck that I hadn't had sex since I last saw my boyfriend and I was really trying to be loyal. Friday night I ate at a place that was pretty good, but since I was alone I sat at the bar and well, since I was alone I probably drank too much. The bartender was nice and was always refilling my drinks quickly. He was kinda cute, but I think he was straight and just working me for a tip. I went back to my room and got online -Grindr. You know because everyone with a boyfriend is on Grindr just to make new friends, right? LOL. This couple was really hot. Both shorter than me - one baseball player build and fit and the other a twink. I was chatting with the baseball player. He said that he liked me, but that he and his partner only played together. He checked with his partner and eventually suggested I should come over. I drove to their place; getting lost twice because I kept missing their street. I got there and we said hi and baseball player was the top and totally acted like it. Twink looked annoyed that I was there at first, but it turns out he just had "bitchy face." Baseball player poured me a vodka and we were chatting and getting comfortable. Baseball player told me to take off my shirt to show him my body. I did and he said, shorts too. I slipped them off and was just in my boxer briefs. They were both clothed. Baseball player refilled my drink and kissed me. He said, "Tell us what you like. I want to hear you say what you want us to do." I said, "I like getting fucked. I like getting used by guys. It's fucking hot. I love sex and love having sex however guys want to have sex." Baseball player was rubbing his crotch in his sweats and the twink actually smiled. One of them asked if I liked to suck cock. I said yeah. Baseball player said, "Take off your underwear." I did and I went over and straddled the twink and kissed him. Then I leaned over and kissed the baseball player while the twink rubbed my cock and ass. Baseball player said, "Let's go upstairs." So we walked over to the stairs and we got about 2 steps up and we all started making out again. Twink was leading the way and he turned around to make out with me. Baseball player started playing with my ass and kissing my neck. Twink opened his shorts and said, "Suck my cock." So, I did. It was a hot cock on a little dude. I was impressed. I licked and sucked it. Head and balls. Baseball player was pushing my head down on Twink's cock and I was letting him do it and trying not to gag when he pushed too far. I think baseball player was getting really turned on because he got naked and was rubbing his cock on my ass. He was rubbing it all over my ass crack and spreading my ass cheeks to let his cock slide all over. He picked my mouth off the Twink's cock and said, "Go get the stuff," and he kissed me. Twink ran upstairs and came back down and I was sucking off the baseball player. He also had a nice cock, probably 8' cut. It was really nice. Nicer than Twink's cock; but twink still had a nice cock. He turned me around again and I saw the lube and poppers get handed to baseball player. I went back to sucking the twink's cock.Twink told me I was a great cocksucker. He said, "I can tell you really love giving head man." Baseball player was fingering my ass with lube and began rubbing his cock along my crack. He kept rubbing it on my ass. I was pushing back to feel more of his cock in my crack as I sucked the twink's cock. He said, "Why don't you sit on twink's cock." I turned around and grabbed twink's cock and lined it up with my ass and sat on it. I winced, but I was drunk enough, horny enough and had lube in my ass so I kept sliding down on it. Fuck it felt good to have a cock in me. I started riding his cock some and the baseball player leaned in and said, "you look so hot riding his cock." He watched me ride twink's cock and stroked his own. Twink was kissing my neck and reached to get the poppers. He did some and then put them under my nose for me to sniff. I was feeling great. I rode his cock like a champ. Twink said, "slow down or you'll make me cum." I said, "that's the point right." I kept riding him. He pushed me up and said, "Turn around." I did and he got behind me and slammed his cock back inside me. I grunted. He started fucking me hard. Baseball player was cheering the twink on. After a few minutes I felt twink get faster and he jammed his cock in my ass and shot his load in my ass. Now it was baseball player's turn. This dude had been sniffing poppers and jerking off watching his boyfriend fuck and breed me. He was so turned on. He said, "My man's cum is the only lube my cock needs." He slide his 8" cock inside me slowly, but forcefully and did not stop until his balls were on my ass. He started fucking me. Long strokes, short strokes, all the way out, jackrabbit. This guy was a great top. Without warning, after a few minutes, he grunted loudly and came in my ass. It was wild sex. I started jerking off and I came on their stairs. it was hot sex. We made out some more. I rode both their cocks again. They both came in me again. I was in heaven by the time I left just before dawn. I went back to the hotel and collapsed into my bed and slept until mid-afternoon.

Great story, lots of potential! Don't stop now!

Well, I think POZ talk is a fetisch, so I think we have to distinguish between the moments of fetishistic pleasure that everyone has (just like someone who isn't into SM can, under the right circumstances, find it very hot to be spanked) and the NEED to live out one's fetish in order to feel sexually fulfilled. Can I understand it? Sure! Especially if it's a genuine spur-of-moment expression of lust. Do I find it hot or disgusting? Frankly, to me it's like every other fetisch. Taken to its extreme it's an obsessive rumination on the subject. In that regard poz fetishists are actually not that different from condom nazis: Both obsess about HIV. I don't think hardcore POZ fetishism doesn't appear in too many porn flicks, because it's too outrageous and taboo. I just don't think many guys can relate to "all poz talk, all the time". After all, it's supposed to sell. Personally I do watch TIM porn when I'm in to the mood for something intense and gritty. I also watch Sean Cody or Chaosmen-style porn when I'm in the mood for college guys. Personally I find a natural approach to sex much more enjoyable than extreme fetishism. E.g.: I find "I've been barebacking with everyone since I was 16, who uses condoms nowadays, anyway?" a much hotter thing to say than "I was a bugchaser and finally had success with my quest." No worries. Just fucking.

Part 10 About 11:30 Eric had Bobby and Cory help him in the kitchen and asked if they both were enjoying the party. Both boys agreed and Eric told them that he was glad they liked his friends but as he opened a cabinet he told them that some didn't get high but thought they could together in the kitchen and pulled out a pipe and took a hit and gave the pipe to Cory as he grabbed Bobby to shotgun with him. After passing his smoke to Bobby he told Cory to do the same. By the time Bobby got the pipe he was actually taking his third hit and was feeling great and ready for what Eric had planned. Eric had Bobby take two more hits and then told the two boys that it would be hot to watch them make out. Cory leaned in and put his lips to bobby's and Bobby opened his mouth and let him. Eric told Cory to hold bobby's head and shove his tongue in. Cory understood and for a slim twink he for the moment became a Dom and owned Bobby. Eric had them stop and said they should rejoin the party. It was now just five minutes until midnight. Once back in the living area Eric handed Bobby the pipe again and he did three more huge hits. A few minutes later at exactly midnight Eric announced that it was Bobby's birthday and he was now 21. After the obligatory song Eric produced a wrapped present and handed it to Bobby. Bobby opened it and it was a large youth safetgard red jockstrap. Someone yelled to try it on and Eric told Bobby that was a good idea. Bobby was so spun he kicked off his shoes and pulled his jeans down. A couple of guys commented about his tight little briefs but Bobby didn't hear them and removed his briefs. Bobby was standing in just socks and a shirt in front of about 25 men and didn't care. Eric held the jockstrap for Bobby to step into making sure the boy's back was to the crowd. After the jockstrap was on Bobby he kissed Eric and thanked him for his gift. Shaun stepped forward and handed his brother another wrapped gift but told his little brother he should take off his socks and his shirt first as it was covering his first gift. Bobby now stood nearly naked as he opened his next gift. Bobby gasped when he saw his present and his brother told him to show everyone his gift and Bobby held up a wooden paddle that had holes in it. Shaun asked if he wanted to try out his gift and a small nod was noticed by all. Eric told Bobby that since it was his birthday that everyone would give him a spanking and had him lean over a chair. Cody gave Bobby a bottle of poppers and had him take a few big hits then Eric handed Cory the paddle. Cory understood Bobby better than most as he too was a sub boy and he gave Bobby a whack as hard as he would have wanted and handed the paddle to the next guy. By the sixth guy Bobby was crying and by the twelfth his cock was rock hard. As the rest spanked him Cory and Shaun brought out the preassembled sling from the master bedroom. When the last guy spanked Bobby Eric asked if he wanted his real gift and Bobby still crying nodded and Eric led him to the sling and put him into it. Shaun secured his brother's hands as Eric secured his legs. Cory then put a tourniquet on Bobby and told him Happy birthday to the rest of your life and stepped aside as Shaun brought the rig he prefilled to his brother's arm and after finding a great vein he inserted the needle and he pulled back and saw the red blood fill the bottom 1\4 of the rig then he loosened the tourniquet and emptied the rig into his little brother. Bobby had dreamed about this day but had no idea how intense it could be. The quick panic and cough occurred then his little body raced and he settled down and felt amazing. Eric was playing with Bobby's butt plug and it was the best feeling ever but when Eric asked if he was ready to become boyslut cumdump Bobby started begging to be fucked. Eric pulled out the butt plug and asked if he wanted to be fucked or did he need to be bred. Bobby felt a need in his boypussy that we overpowering and yelled that he needed cum, he needed cum in his boypussy and he needed it now. Eric slammed his cock into Bobby's tight hot hole and grabbed the boy's hips and power fucked his new cumdump and bred it quickly and told Shaun to breed it next. The guys loved seeing brother on brother and egged Shaun into a quick breeding too. Cory was next. He teased Bobby's hole and asked him to beg for his cum. Bobby begged as asked and Cory started fucking his new friend but then as he got close to cumming he surprised Eric when he told Bobby he was going to knock him up and then held Bobby tight as his cum shot into the boy.

Got off of work late... decided to go on grindr and see if any hot raw tops were in my area. Just my luck... a tall sexy guy was looking looking to get off. We traded pics and it was a match. I texted him my address and hopped in the shower. Within 15-20 min he showed up in sweatpants with no underwear hard as a rock begging to eat my ass. Of course I was wearing a nice tight jock that showed off my bubble ass and he dove his face into my cheeks getting me nice and wet. Then he rubbed his bare dick on my smooth wet asshole and poked it in and out. By now I was hitting the poppers and craving his load. We started deep fucking and he was slamming into me to the point where it almost hurt. Finally he let out a grown and told me to take his load and he seeded me while i was on all fours on the the floor in my bedroom. It was hot ,,, NYC has alot of nasty freaks at night

Robert's Place.... Josh walked in front of me barely covering his naked body with a pair of shorts. I followed Josh dressed as little as he did. As we walked down the streets of Philly barely dressed, we met gazes of few men hanging out on the street. For some odd reason, we didn't see many women. James opened the door to an old house and we quickly followed in. It was pitch dark so I couldnt see anything. I stood by the door til a hand grabbed my hair and pushed me down. I heard metalic click then a hand felt my body around til he found my neck and put a chain around it. Then I started to crawl in the darkness as I was pulled by the chain around my neck. It felt like we were walking on a downward slope til we stopped and old school lantern was lit up. It was just 3 of us, James Josh and me. Then a loud noise started deeper in the darkness and the lights started to come on all over the place. It wasn't bright but gave enough light to see that we were on the basement of some home either being built or being turned down as the floor board of first floor was mostly gone. But the outer walls looked new and strong. There were lots of metal pipes and wooden poles that were supporting some odd things. From the darkness, Jam, Sam and Robert emerged and I felt my body being hit with a wave of lust at the sight of them. Josh must have had the same experience, as I saw him crawl to their feet and begged them for their cocks. Robert told him to help everyone out of clothes. I started to help Josh and started to take clothes off of James as I marveled at his youthful yet manly body. His semi hard cock was even bigger up close and his balls hung low and heavy. I couldn't help but stuck my tongue and licked his skin a bit before I moved to Jam to help his clothes off. Jam was rock hard by the time I got to his briefs and he was huge probably the largest of them. And just like the rest of his body, his cock was dark and shiny. As I started to lick around his dark foreskin, I tasted his precum and sweat and some other things that tasted like men. The more I tasted him, the hungrier I got. as I licked his head all over, his huge gigantic cock started to get even bigger to reveal his red head underneath all blackness. As I held up his cock and stared at it, I was fearful of its size. He must sensed it as he told me that I will learn to take it eventually. Now that all four of them were naked standing over me and Josh, I stayed on Jam and tried to take as much of his cock as I have done with others. James pulled me off and fed me the bong and told me hold my breathe and take as much of cock before releasing the smoke. I did that few times as I was told and found myself taking more of Jam into my throat and after few hits of poppers Jam fed to my nose, I was down to his balls. Then both James and Jam held my head and wrapped their fingers around my neck. My neck felt thin being stretched with a huge african monster cock from inside and the tight grips of their big fingers wrapping around. Jam and James yelled "look up" and as I looked up, I felt Jam's cock pushing out streams of hot liquid down into my body. James whispered "swallow pig" and I did. Jam pissed so much that inspite of my hard swallows, some started to filled my other cavities like my nostrils. But I continued swallowing as my face was now covered with piss, mucus and spit. Jam's piss had a very strong scent and it drove me crazy. As Jam pulled out of me, he took a marker and wrote on my forehead and took pictures. From far away, I could see Josh drinking Roberts piss as Robert worked on his computer. As James approached me, Robert yelled and the everything around me turned on to reveal myself on the floor. There were projections of cameras from different angles and I was the main focus. Josh came over to me and whispered "Now it's your turn" and started to kiss me as the butt plug was pulled out of me. It was yanked out of me so hard that I saw some blood on the plug. But the pain ebbed away as fingers rubbed all around my hole. I actually became quite numb at the opening of my hole. I felt some liquid drip down my thighs and Josh started to lick them all up. As he returned to kiss me, I tasted cum. The smell turned me on and I started to moan to Josh. Josh stood over me and started to lower himself til his cock was inside of me and started to pump in and out of my hole as he released his bladder into me. James held my body up just so that my open hole would be directly below josh. When Josh stopped pissing and fucking me, James slammed into me. He was only semi hard but my muscle was super relaxed that he entered without much problem. As I felt his balls rest on my butt, I saw Josh being led out by someone other than the four since they all stood over me. Jam started to piss more over me and I opened my mouth and swallowed as much of it as I was told by James. James was sweet and placed his hands over my eyes so it won't get into my eyes. After few jerks, James' cock started to get harder and bigger. He then filled with piss deep inside of my bowl. I used to my stomach muscle to carry his piss deeper into my body. Then Sam started to push his hard cock next to James'... after few unsuccessful push, Sam used to his finger instead and kept on rubbing some cream over and over til i felt a bit numb and he was able to push his cock alongside James' When he was half way in he started to piss and pump in and out of me. I felt pain and cried but James had me locked so I couln't even move an inch. As Sam continued his pumping, he was entering deeper and deeper into me. James put his lips on my ear and told me how good I felt. And he told me to take it like a man for him even if it hurts. As Sam fucked me vigorously pulling all the way out and slamming it in, lots of liquid splashed all over and saw some blood in it as well. James told me to look at the screens and I first saw myself. I was amazed at how my slim muscle butt was taking cocks as thick as my whole body. Then I saw blood but soon comforted by James telling me not to worry about blood since it's natural for a virgin to bleed. And he told me he loved me for me giving up my virgin hole to him and his friends. I told him I love him few times before I couldn't talk any more. Few minutes later, Jam sat over my head resting his cock and balls on my face. I hungrily used my tongue to guide his cock down into my mouth. His big balls covered more than half of my face and as he picked up his pace, his balls started to hit my face as they landed heavily on my face. When Jam got really hard, Sam and Jam switched places. James still kept his cock buried deep in me and stayed hard as ever. Jam was quite bigger than Sam so the whole fucking had to be rougher. I loved painful fucking by now. Jam started to slap my ass hard as Sam started to slap my face. James continued his whispers but gradually he was becoming more aggressive as well as he told me that I was born to serve him and his friends. As they took turns fucking me hard along James' hard cock, pain started to come back and my hole startedt to close up but as Jam fucked me with brute force, my hole got ripped open. Jam pulled out completely and they brought another frozen cum and rubbet it all over my ripped skin. It stung but I bit hard and took it like a man as James told me. Shortly after the frozen cum insertion, Jam bred me for the first time that night. It was so hot to feel stream of cum shot into me rather than melting out of me. I was hooked after Jam and begged James to breed me as well. When Sam started to cum in me, James started to shoot cum as well and for some reason, I felt more pleasure from James' cum since I felt more emotion for James at this point. Sam and Jam took over the filming and gave Robert a chance at me. James was still hard as ever and still deep inside o fme after the first cum. Robert told James to put me on a swing and I was lifted up in the air by James. James was pretty much same size as me yet he was way stronger than me. As he dropped me on the sling, my body moved away from him and his cock popped out of me but the swing moved back on time to impale me on his cock before my hole closed up. This made me jump and squeel with new kind of feeling.

Next up: Dalton fucks his girlfriend by the pool while Brian and Tom watch from behind the fence -- their eyes glued to his jockbutt as he pounds her, his asscheeks spread wide as he crouches for leverage, inadvertently showing off his smooth pink virgin hole. And as it turns out, the only way Dalton can cum is when his girlfriend...well, you'll just have to wait for that one.

CHAPTER 3 – JACE THE WHORE I love watching Brian plow a neg hole. He likes to get a boy on all fours, back arched—the position of total surrender. He grabs a giant handful of the boy’s musclebutt in each hand. Then, after impaling that poor unsuspecting bitch on his fat poz dick, he pulls back to expose the length of his shaft, throwing the full weight of his body into another deep thrust, his stomach and balls smacking hard against the boy’s wide-open hole. More often than not, a full thrust of Brian’s raw dick produces my favorite sound that humans can make: an involuntary primal grunt, emanating from somewhere deep in the gut, like pain and hunger at the same time. When he’s fucking a negboy, Brian pulls out every few minutes to slather more Tina-laced lube on his dick, leaving that hungry hole empty and gaping and slick with toxic precum while the boy whimpers a little louder and reaches back to spread his hole a little wider. With every dose of chems – with every shard of Tina smeared into that twitching fuckhole—the boy’s hunger keeps building, his fears and shames falling away as he gives in to a desperate, almost delirious craving. He starts mumbling incoherently, bits of pigtalk interspersed with sounds that aren’t quite words, but not quite moans either—the primal ravings of a bitch in heat. Before long, he’ll be making sharp backward hip-thrusts, impaling his chemmed-up jockhole at an increasingly rapid clip—smack, slap, slosh—as the skin on his bubble butt grows red from the pounding. If he’s like most boys, he doesn’t stop to ask questions when I put the Tina bong in front of him. By that point, he’s already tweaking on the chems in his butt, so he doesn’t put up a fight. He just wordlessly wraps his mouth around the glass stem, looking up at me with those pitch-black pupils as the bong chamber turns solid white and he eagerly fills his lungs with smoke. With every cloud billowing out of his mouth, he arches his back a little more sharply to elevate his fuckhole a little further toward the ceiling. There’s no question now: his ass is ours. In less than an hour, we’ve managed to transform a nice, upstanding kid into a helpless faggot with a Tina-fueled hunger for dick. I make sure to teach him the basic skills: how to take a nice deep hit, hold his breath for a few moments, and wrap his mouth around my cock before exhaling a thick cloud down the length of my shaft. (“Good boy,” I always say, which he usually answers with a muffled moan.) And while Brian’s cock keeps plunging its full length into that raw cumhole, I look down on our sweet, naïve, fucked-up negboy with a crooked smile of sadistic pride. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Let’s get back to Jace. * * * After getting dressed, I headed back to the pool party. Jace followed just a few steps behind like some kind of forlorn pup. When we rejoined the group near the pool, I gave Brian a little wink. He walked over to Jace, chatted briefly with him, and led him back inside. They were gone for about five minutes. When they returned, Jace looked a little more flushed than before, and Brian was grinning the cockiest of grins. “I took him to the bathroom,” he whispered in my ear. “Then I worked a nice big shard of T up inside his butt with my dick. Had to keep my hand over his mouth to keep that bitch from sobbing with pure joy.” “You breed him?” “Not yet. Gotta keep his cunt on edge, you know?” “Good thinking, babe. Now it's my turn.” I turned toward Jace, flashing him a crooked grin before walking back into the house. He followed me to the bathroom. I locked the door behind us. Almost by instinct, he simply turned around, pulled down his swimsuit, and leaned over the toilet to expose his hole. I placed my palm over his mouth and shoved my cock inside him in a single rough thrust. Tears formed at the corners of his eyes and his hole spasmed in pain, but he nodded encouragement. I began pounding his twitching cunt with my raw dick. “Brian and I are heading back home in 5 minutes,” I whispered in his ear. “Cancel your plans. Be at our door in half an hour. Got that, pig?” He nodded again. “Good. Because I know you’re hungry for seed.” I felt a cold shudder run through his body. Goosebumps formed on his back. And then I pulled out, giving his ass a hard smack. “See you soon, faggot.” * * * Almost exactly 30 minutes later, I found Jace standing anxiously at our front door. He looked directly into my eyes and managed a single word: “Please.” I nodded and gestured him inside. Five minutes later, my dick was back inside his raw fuckhole. Brian placed the glass pipe against Jace’s lips and lit the chamber. “I’ll tell you when to inhale,” he said. “You ever play with Tina?” Jace shook his head no. I grunted in appreciation—as far as I’m concerned, there’s nothing hotter than a chempig initiation—and my cock twitched as I delivered a little bump of precum into that boy's newly partied-up butt. Meanwhile, with my cock still lodged deep inside him, I grabbed my phone to call Tristan, our dealer. (I'd been sending him updates throughout the day, so he knew what we'd been up to.) Tristan and I never bothered with formalities. "Please tell me that boy came back," he said when he picked up the phone. "Please tell me you're bringing that hungry hole to me." "Oh, he’s fuckin' ready, dude. In fact, he just blew a giant cloud on Brian's cock. Want him?” "Yes. In fact, I've set aside a very nice reward for you guys. A finder's fee, you might say." “Fuck yeah, bro. We can head that way in a few. He doesn’t have any loads in him yet, so you can be the first.” "Sweet! Get here fast, fucker." And with that, Tristan hung up. I pulled my dick from Jace’s hole, eliciting a truly pathetic whimper. “Don’t you worry, pig,” I said to him. “We’re taking you to meet our friend Tristan. He’s very eager to make a little money off this chemmed-up musclebutt. You ready to be a whore, boy?” “Yes, sir.” “OK, but let's be totally clear about one thing: I didn’t say slut. What did I say?” “You said whore.” “That’s right, boy. I said whore. And by that I mean a literal whore—a trashy fuckin’ pig who eagerly spreads his hole for any dude with a fistful of cash. Got that?” He moaned and reached back to expose his butt, now leaking a steady stream of lube and precum. “That's what I like to see, boy. Now get your fuckin' clothes on.” MORE SOON...

I find this to be true myself. When in a video booth with a guy and he won't fuck without a condom, I ask him to please cum all over my hole and cheeks. 2/3 times they stick the tip. Then it's the whole thing. Then they unload inside me. If they choose to cum all over my hole, I scoop it up and finger myself while they watch and smile.

June 15 I was at the party in Berlin. He came in 20 minutes before opening. Already there was a line of 8 mares. I chose a red caps. It was about 50 mares. The red caps was 20%. We got up on the dog and put our asses. Included loud music and let the horses. Stallions started to fuck mares in red caps. Standing next to me in a white mare first idle. A little later, the turn to them. By this time I fuck 3 stallion. 4 hours into my asshole included about 30 horses. 3 horse fuck me in condoms. Cum flowed from an ass. It's cool. I want more!

HI guys. I've just been to the latest Fickstutenmarkt in Berlin. I was fucking terrified to start with and like Faggot Hole says, the atmosphere is totally calculated to give the best experience to the mares (and I suppose the stallions). I wore a white hood for safe sex only (sorry to disappoint), there were only 2 guys with red hoods that I saw before we started. Very much a strong emphasis on it being a safe sex party. On arrival, you're taken downstairs and told to strip naked. They mark you with your mares number on your arm and back, then photograph you from behind. The mares are then allowed to hang out having some beers and stewing for a bit, getting more anxious and horny all the time. You can tell the first timers, we all looked pretty scared. Then they stable-hands come around and start hooding us up and loosely tie our hands together, and by this time i'm starting to panic a little and thinking 'what the fuck am I doing here?". So, we're all hanging around hooded up, just waiting and it goes pretty quiet. It seems to be like this for ages, maybe 15 minutes or so but felt like an hour. Suddenly this music starts, very loud and very aggressive (Buch Dich by Rammstein) and it's fucking terrifying. The stallions arrive, start wondering around you, touching your ass to check you out. Then i'm aware that someone somewhere is getting fucked and he's loving it. Then the guy next to me starts squealing like a pig. Within about 5 minutes someone pulls me up, slaps some lube onto my hole and he's in...just like that. When he's finished he slaps my ass then he's gone and i'm left standing there, blind, unable to move. A few minutes later another stallion fucks me, then another. It's quite disorientating so I lost count very early on after I got confused over stallion 4 and 5, but the total of stallions who covered me would have been about 10 to 12. Some just fucked me where they found me, a couple led me away somewhere else to fuck me. They then just leave you where they want and someone else picks up. So, the night turned into one of the best things i've done. I don't think any other sex-party will ever be better than this. Totally awesome.

mmmm peto coast is a dreamboat fukker

I enjoy watching Christian too. You can tell he loves every thrust and inch.

6'4, 220#, 34w/46ch/17arms, great muscular talented hole, 7.5 thk cut. I'm looking to be a total cumdump and have guys line up and use my hole for what it's meant for - cock. I can loosen or tighten my butthole muscles around your cock and suck your seed deep outta your balls. Please get in touch so we can do this. Also love a few regulars to breed me often! My email is studpig65@yahoo.ca Thanks!