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The next morning the cum had dried in my bed and I was horny. This is where the advantage of a gay hotel comes in. I jumped onto grindr, and after five minutes someone knocked at the door. It was a handsome guy, in his early 30s, with a nice seven and a half-inch cock, who only played safe. I hoped this would be as amazing as the cocks I had had the night before. We kissed, I sucked his beautiful cock and then he proceeded to fuck me. The sex was good, but something felt different and unnatural. I didn’t feel him the way I had felt the guys last night. He smiled, I smiled back, we kissed, he fucked and came. I came as well, but certainly not in the volume I had the night before. He tossed the condom in the bin, put his bathrobe back on and disappeared. I felt my hole. Cum must had still been in there, because we didn’t use that much lube. I played around, massaged it and got horny again. What was happening to me? I checked my grindr conversation again. He said he was neg. He looked neg. I leaned over, took the condom out of the bin. He left a decent load in there. I smelled it and my cock jumped into action again. I tipped a small amount on my finger and licked it. Hmmmm, that taste. I started wanking while I emptied the condom in my mouth. What a taste! And what a load I produced. After I came I felt disgusted by myself. Again. I ran to the bathroom, and rinsed my mouth with mouthwash. I looked up and stared at the guy in the mirror. What was this city doing to me? What was I turning into? I showered, got dressed and met the others for breakfast, traveling to a nice cafe in a nearby suburb, where we sat outside, chatting and watching families with children, old couples with their grandchildren and young couples. My friends discussed their hopes for children, and discussed the merits of one name over another. All the while, however, all I could think about was cock. I looked at the husbands, wondered what their raw cocks would feel like, and what their cum would taste like. Again, I was shocked by myself. After breakfast, the couple wanted to go to a museum, my mate wanted to do to some shopping, but I just wanted some alone time to understand what was happening to me, so I went back to the hotel, changed into my speedos and went up to the spa. It was completely empty which was great. The hot tub on the deck was just what I needed. I relaxed and closed my eyes. After maybe half an hour I awoke when two guys in their mid 30s joined me in the tub. “Late night?” smiled one. I returned his smile. The second guy then commented “We saw you taking those guys last night. That was amazing! Your hole must be sore." I turned red and my cock turned hard. “You know, I have never done it before. I have no idea what came over me there. I always play safe and have never been to a darkroom before.” I replied. “Looks like you found your true calling. Hi, my name is Sebastian by the way, but call me Seb.” “Nice to meet you, my name is Steve.” “And I am Christophe.” “How was it taking those raw cocks, Steve?” asked Seb. “It felt amazing” “Yeah once you go bare, you never go back.” “Yeah, I fear so. What about you guys? Do you fuck bare? Not scared of poz?” “We only fuck bare, and have been poz for years. Christophe actually a year longer than me. He gave it to me” Seb said gave Christophe a kiss. They started making out in front of me while smiling at me. “But don’t worry, we are both of meds now.” With that Seb, started kissing me. He then took my hand and I went to the steam room. He pushed me on my knees and I had two beautiful cocks to service. I sucked and licked and swallowed every drop of precum. Christophe pulled me up and turned me around. Started licking me ass again, which was still lose from last night and this morning. Christophe’s cock was about eight inches in length, but thin, whereas Seb’s was only seven inches, but was very thick. Christophe made the first entrance. I felt great. Nothing between me and him. Skin on skin. “How does it feel?” “Amazing” I moaned. “I bet you little slut” Seb chuckled. “Yes, I am a slut” I replied. Christophe picked up speed. His balls were hitting my ass and it felt just right. “Ready for another poz load?” “Fuck yeah." “Wait! Make some room for me!” Seb had been wanking while watching us, but now he slid under us and pushed his cock into me hole. I experienced both pain and pleasure, as did Seb and Christophe. A minute later both exploded in my ass, and I couldn’t hold it much longer either. “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck! Take our loads!” I just moaned and blew another record load. I couldn’t talk. Reality hit. I felt awful. Another two loads. I was pushing my luck. I have lost control over myself. Again. It felt right while doing it, but now, I felt disgusted. I was shaking, cold sweat and hated myself. A pig, I was a dirty pig. A slut. Conflicted, I returned to my room and sat in the shower for an hour trying to wash it all off, but I couldn’t. I was scared of what was coming next. I knew where the path was leading me, I knew what was happening, but I was scared. Yet, I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop it....

(Names and places have been changed 'cause I'm shy, but this is a true story) For a while, Bailey’s was the club to go to. Fridays and Saturdays were gay nights, and it was mostly straight on the week nights. Every once in a while they would have a foam party. They would put a low wall around the dance floor and fill up the space with foam. I was working swing shift at the time, so I usually missed those Saturday night foam parties. One night however, I got off early and got to Bailey’s around midnight. There wasn’t much of a line in the front foyer, so I was a little concerned it might not be busy inside. I walked into the club and my fears weren’t justified, The club was pretty busy. There was a walled off space on the dance floor, maybe twenty-five feet by twenty, about four feet high, just filled with foam. Everybody inside was wearing speedos, board shorts, or underwear. Some guys were walking around the outside of the foam area, foam still covering their legs. I got a drink from the bar. I was way too nervous to take off my clothes so I just stood on the wall drinking my drink and checking for any hotties in the foam pit. There were a couple of really cute guys I made eye contact with. One of them beckoned me over and I just shook my head a little bit and held up my drink, letting him know I wanted to finish it first. I finished my drink and then one more then I decided to take the plunge. Walking over to the coat check, I removed my coat, shirt, trousers, and socks and put them in the paper bag they provided and handed them over to the attendant. I kept on my New Balance trainers and my black Calvin Klein boxer briefs. I tucked a twenty dollar bill into my waistband and walked back into the club. I walked up to the bar and got another drink and downed it and then went into the foam pit. I caught my breath a bit as I went into the foam. It came up over my navel and was colder than I was expecting. I found an open spot and started dancing. It was quite liberating. I could have dropped my boxer briefs and no one would have known, the foam was so thick, which was probably the point. I danced for a little bit and was catching the eye of a hot muscle boy. He was slightly taller than me (I’m 5'10") with a bodybuilders frame, probably 23 or 24 years old, and I could just see as he shifted he was wearing a skimpy speedo. He smiled at me and I smiled back. I turned away as I was dancing and when I turned back he was gone. I went out of the pit to look for him but I didn’t see him anywhere, so I went to the bar and got another drink, and then a bottled water to chase it down with so I didn’t get too drunk. I finished my drink and went back onto the foam-filled dance floor. I was dancing for a little bit when someone bumped into me. It was the hot muscle boy! I smiled at him and he smiled back at me. He leaned in and asked me my name, I answered, and he then introduced himself as Paul. He put his arm around me and drew me close as were dancing. We started grinding our crotches together and I instantly got hard, my 6.5" cock pointing down the leg of my boxer briefs. Paul smiled at me and brushed his hand over it. I put my hand on the back of his head and pulled him close. Our lips met, and we kissed. I opened my mouth wider and he responded in kind, and our tongues met in a short but passionate French kiss. He pulled away and turned around, grinding his ass back onto my cock. I reached down and pulled my cock up so it was sticking out of the waistband of my Calvin Klein boxer briefs. We danced that way for a couple minutes and then I felt a pair of hands on either side of my waist. I looked over my shoulder and into the eyes of a really cute early twenties twink. I put my hands back and ran them down the sides of his body. It felt like he was wearing a pair of cotton briefs. My hand brushed along the front of his briefs and I could feel the hard outline of a 7" cock stretching along the waist band of his briefs. I looked back at him again and he smiled at me. He kissed me, our tongues dueling, and ground his crotch up against my ass, sandwiching me between this cute twink and Paul, the hot muscle boy in front of me. We danced that way for a few minutes more, with the twink’s hands on my waist, and mine wrapped around Paul. Then I felt the twink’s hands slide down into the waistband of my boxer briefs and then pushed them down to my thighs, exposing my cock and ass to the cool foam. I felt him shift behind me, then he nestled his cock in my crack, grinding up and down. He kept sliding his cock up and down my crack, slowly getting lower and lower, until it slipped down and pressed against my hole. At least thirty other people were dancing around us and this twink has the head of his cock up against my hole, ready to fuck me, and I was ready to let him. I felt him push and I relaxed my hole, letting the head of his bare cock slide inside of me. I moaned and leaned my head back on his shoulder. He started kissing and licking my ear as his cock pulled back slightly and then sank further up my hole. As we danced to the music he used the motion to slide further up my ass until I felt him bottom out. Then, timed to the music, he started long strokes in and out of my hole. Paul meanwhile, was still dancing with his back to me, grinding his Speedo covered ass on my now naked cock. He reached back and felt down my body. He could tell my underwear was gone and he squeezed my hard cock. He grabbed my hands from around his waist and put them down the front of his Speedos. His cock was kinda small, not much over five inches, and not too thick. Not bad, I thought. I can work with this. He ground his ass harder on my cock, and then I slid his Speedo down over his ass. My cock slipped right into his crack like it belonged there. Paul shifted forward, letting my cock slip lower until I felt it line up with his rosebud. This hot muscle boy then backed on to my cock as the twink behind me shoved his cock forward into my ass. The head of my cock popped through Paul’s ring, his sphincter gripping me like a vise. The foam was providing a little lubrication, but not enough to sink farther in his hole, so I pulled out, gathered up some more foam and slathered it on my rock hard cock, and slid it back inside.It went in easier this time, but it still took almost a full minute to work my cock all the way into his ass. Once I bottomed out, it was easy to pull back out and get a rhythm going. There I was, on a crowded dance floor, house music blaring, foam up to the middle of my torso, with a twink’s bare cock sliding in and out of my ass, my bare cock buried deep in the ass of the hot muscle boy in front of me, and no one paying any attention to us. (I’m sure a few were doing the same thing.) We managed to get a rhythm going where the twink behind me buried his cock deep in my ass as I pulled out of Paul’s ass. We kept fucking right in the middle of the dance floor for a little over five minutes in time with our dancing, when the twink behind me whispered in my ear, “Can I cum inside you?” I just nodded and smiled at him over my shoulder. He gave me a quick kiss on the lips and started fucking me faster, gave a few quick thrusts and sank balls deep into my ass. I knew he was blowing his load in my ass. He kept his cock deep in me as we swayed to the music, and then he slowly pulled out. He pulled up his briefs, kissed me on the neck, and walked off. This boy had fucked me bareback on the dance floor of a crowded club, shot a load inside me, and I hadn’t said a word to him. I continued to fuck Paul for a couple more minutes when he pulled his ass off my cock and told me to follow him. He pulled up his Speedo and I pulled up my boxer briefs, trying to make my raging hard on as inconspicuous as possible. He led me into the bathrooms and into an empty stall. I closed the door behind us as Paul pulled down his Speedo again, bending over the toilet. “Get in me,” he ordered. I stepped up behind him, pulled my boxer briefs down, spat in my hand and lubed myself, grabbed his waist and lined my bare cock up with his hole and sank back in with ease. I started rapidly sliding in and out of his now loosened ass, sinking balls deep each time. Paul started jerking himself off. “Let me know when you’re gonna cum,” he instructed. I kept fucking his ass for another minute and then said, “I’m gonna blow.” He started furiously wanking his cock as I felt my orgasm rising. I started long slow strokes as I unloaded shot after shot of cum deep into his muscular ass. I sank balls deep one last time as Paul shot his load into the toilet, ropes of cum splashing into the bowl. I withdrew from Paul's ass, and he then pulled up his Speedo as I pulled up my boxer briefs. We made out for a little bit. “Any chance I could get a ride home?” he asked. “Of course,” I replied. We left the bathroom, went to the clothes check and dressed. I drove him to his apartment, dropped him off, and went home. We exchanged info, but I didn’t see him again, mostly because he moved away shortly after that. Nor did I ever see the twink who had fucked me. But I am now a big fan of foam parties.

Hey everyone. My name is Steve. I am a Bachelor of Business student in the harbor city of Hamburg in Germany. I came out when I was 19 and had my fair share of men over the years (I am now 24) but have always played it safe. While I was fascinated by cum, I thought it was a dangerous fluid which shouldn't touch my lips and best stay in condoms. I never tasted mine or anyone else's for that matter. All that changed when I joined a group of friends in taking a two week vacation in Berlin where we planned to join the Pride (or CSD) festivities. We arrived Friday evening and the four of us, a couple and me and another single guy, checked into the (gay) hotel in the main gay area. The couple got a room for themselves, and the other two of us each got a single room as we wanted to have some fun, so were happy to bear the cost. As it was Friday after all, we decided to go for a couple of drinks to some of the bars around the corner. Reception gave us a map and we started our own little gay pub crawl. Now, I am 5’11, lean, 160 with dark hair and a smooth body. It is a pain in the ass to shave but I love it that way. While I love drinking, I can’t handle very much. My friends however, must have a supercharged liver, because they can handle whatever you throw at them. Tonight, Michael, the other single, decided it was the night of vodka. We drank, vodka straight, vodka cola, vodka red bull and started at the front again. Early on I started struggling, so I stuck with vodka red bull. Michael was calling the rounds and both our eyes wandered around checking out what was on offer. Soon he made some new friends and now we were ordering rounds for six people. While the couple and I were tired, and could barely walk, Michael and his two new friends started kissing, so we made our excuses, called it a night, and made our way back to the hotel. A short distance from the hotel I found I really had to piss. Fortunately we were in front of a pub, so I told the others, ran inside, found the bathroom and relieved myself. Next to the bathroom was a little staircase leading into the cellar. A guy passed the urinal, smiled at me and disappeared into the cellar. I was curious, so I followed him down the staircase. In the cellar were some couches, walls and not much else. Some guys were kissing in the back, and another guy was on his knees giving a blowing two daddies. No, as I said, I had never been in a darkroom, but the red bull and the vodka made me horny enough to stay. A guy approached me, and started feeling my ass, started massaging my back and kissing my neck. It felt great. We started kissing and I could taste a mix of beer, cigarettes (total turn on for me) and something else. He unbuttoned my pants and slowly slit them down my legs. Only then did I remember that I was wearing a jockstrap. His fingers went straight to my butt hole. “What an ass” he whispered. “Mind if I taste it?” Without waiting for a reply his tongue moved pass my neck, my shoulders and my back all the way to my ass. Another guy, he must have been my age, came up, kissed me and started playing with my nipples. My cock was rock hard and leaking. The guy behind me started rimming me. His tongue exploring my ass, deepening and widening my hole, My nipple magician moved my hand towards his bulge. I was amazed by the size. I unbuttoned his pants and at least an eight inch uncut monster jumped at me. Now if there is one thing, I am proud of, it is my oral skills. I don’t swallow cum, but that doesn’t mean I don’t swallow cock. My gag reflex disappeared with my third boyfriend. I took his cock all the way in, and he moaned. I could taste precum immediately. The two daddies who had been kissing in the back came over to watch. They took out their cocks and I started wanking them while sucking my young hung friend. Just then, the rimming stopped and I could feel a cock pressing against my hole. Instinctively, I reached into my pockets and passed a condom to the guy behind me. I heard the it being opened, but suddenly my young hung nipple magician slammed his cock into my throat. Tears were rushing into my eyes. A guy held a bottle under my nose and close one nostril at a time. I was inhaling some weird smell. I started flying. I felt warm, dry and horny. The cock entered my hole and it all felt amazing. He started pounding me, so I had to hold on thighs not to lose the balance. I kept sucking and the guy kept pounding. Every once in a while someone would hold a bottle under my nose and I would lift off again. The guy behind me started moaning. I knew he was close. “Aaaaaahh shit your ass is hot” he moaned as he unloaded in me. One of the guys high-fived him, but before my hole could relax another cock slid in. I lost all plot, and just enjoyed the ride. Soon after the second guy, my young hunk nipple magician couldn’t take it anymore. His cock exploded in my mouth. I was shocked, but the taste was great. For a split second I wanted to spit it out, but he said: “Swallow my babies.” And so I did. The third cock unloaded in me and as it did so, I did as well, shooting all over the floor, probably the biggest load I have ever produced. I am not sure how it is with you guys, but after I shoot, I come to my senses. I panicked. What just happened? The guys looked at me bedazzled. “Are you clean?” I stumbled. My young hung nipple magician looked at the others, and replied ”None of us are, but we are all undetectable. Looks like you got lucky, little fella. But looking at the load you just produced, maybe you got unlucky?” and he grinned. I relaxed, but ran home. Later, laying in bed, I tried to recall everything that just happened. It felt amazing. The connection was amazing. No artificial boundaries. Everyone relaxed. The cocks felt great, the cum tasted amazing. I wondered, and then literally slapped myself. What was happening to me? This was disgusting and dangerous behavior. I stared at the ceiling and back to my rock hard cock. I was laying in a paddle of cum from strangers which leaked out of my ass. Oh, and I had a massive erection.....

New guy in my office hit me up on Grindr last week. We chatted, etc. He has a boyfriend so I thought we'd only be friends... Then we started to flirt and send pics and talk dirty. Well yesterday he says he needs to pee and asks if I wouldn't mind helping him out. I said yes to meet me in the mensroom one floor below in the larger stall. I get up and head down there and he follows shortly behind. We're in the stall and both jerking our hard cocks. I suck his hot 8" cock and thick too. He appears to like it, because he's leaking precum like crazy. He pulls me off and then starts to suck my pierced cock and he knows exactly what he's doing too! Someone walks into the restroom but we still continue to trade blow jobs. I then pull my pants down and turn my ass to him. He takes the hint and spits on his hand and lubes up my hole and proceeds to slide his bare cock up my ass and fuck me all while people are in and out of the restroom. It took everything I had not to moan, but I was pushing back like crazy on his cock and meeting each thrust he gave. He bends over and whispers in my ear, "do you want me to shoot", I shake my head yes and he grabs my hips and pumps a HUGE load into my ass. I'm jerking my cock like crazy and shoot my load in the toilet about the same time. He pulls out, we wipe off and then wait until the coast is clear to both exit. Fucking hot time and I know we will do it again, it was hot. I asked him if he told his BF and he said no, that it's just between him and me.

A while ago I reported on a very sexy young guy who practically lives around the corner. He wanted me to make some pics of him in my jockstraps for profile pics because he didn't have any. This morning (still on my morning coffee) I got a message from him saying he now had some of his own and if I would mind making some more pics? Even though, like me, he is bottom only, I got hard thinking about it. And I knew there would be a "reward". Told him I would be over in 30 minutes. Showered, put on a cockring, sweatpants (commando of course), T-shirt and sneakers. Grabbed my camera and went over. The guy is gorgeous. Early 20s, fucking handsome, great body, juicy cock and an amazing muscled bubble butt. He told me the first time he wanted me to take the pics because he didn't want his dates to take them. He picked me because I was a handsome "daddy", bottom too and lived near his place. Got there in a few minutes. He was in one of his new jocks when he opened the door. We went straight to business. I took pics of him, ass up, bulging crotch (he is hung, such a waste), no face. I had also brought a skimpy speedo (too small for me) so I could take front (bulge) and back pics (fucking hot butt) of that. I got a raging boner taking the pics, which showed in the sweats. When I was done taking pictures I told him to lie down and then ate his ass. He jerked off and came all over his chest and chin. He scooped it up and swallowed it, fed me some. After that I pulled down my sweats and presented him my throbbing boner. He went to work on that as if he hadn't had breakfast or lunch. Even though I tried to hold back to enjoy the feeling the guy is such a good sucker I came within minutes and squirted my load down his throat. Told him I would send over the pics and to call me again if he needed new ones. Two Bottoms can have fun even though I prefer a stiff one up my hole. I hope he contacts me again

They All Fuck My Boy My boy and I had been invited to a huge blow-out party. Well, my boy had been invited. The host, Brad, had organized an epic party at his house in The Pines out on Fire Island. He was super sexy, and we’d seen him a lot around the city. He was a big party promoter, so he was always popping up in the gay magazines and at clubs. He was tall, with tanned skin, close-cropped brown hair with a tussle of bangs in his face. My boy and I are both versatile, but he’s much more of a hungry bottom than me. He told me that he once took six dicks in one night back at a frat party in college. I’d never taken more than two in one night. Of course, in those days, we had both always religiously played safe. We had only stopped using condoms when fucking each other a few months ago, promising to wrap up if having some fun on the side. My boy and I made sure to wear our cutest jockstraps, and sexy short shorts and tight t-shirts, wanting to show off our assets, and so that we’d fit in with the A-list crowd of guys certain to be at Brad’s party. I knew we’d be willing to do almost anything to feel like we belonged with these hot guys. As we headed down the beach, hand in hand, my boy told me what he had had to do to get the invite. One of Brad’s buddies was bragging that he had two extra tickets, and would give them to anyone who would take his load. I was surprised, not that he had slept with this guy to get the tickets, but that he had let the guy fuck him raw. That was sort of against our rules. My boy promised that the guy was NEG, and it wasn’t a big deal. Then he told me about the house rules of the party. Brad got to fuck anyone he wanted in his own house, but not to worry, he said, “Brad feels very strongly about protection… and safer sex…” I was a little unnerved that he had only just told me that he’d taken this guy’s seed, and that he was prepared to let Brad fuck him, but we were already at Brad’s front door. The house was stunning, all glass and weathered cedar siding, and the party inside was already in full swing. Dozens of hot guys were dancing around, flirting, and drinking. George, the guy who had bred my boy for tickets, greeted us at the door and told us that we were welcome to wear as much or as little clothing as we would like, but that he’d prefer my boy in a jockstrap. My boy, ever the one to please, stripped off his shirt and shorts right away. I took my shirt off and tucked it into the back of my shorts. We got cocktails and started dancing. All kinds of hot guys were pressed against us. George appeared with a sexy Latin, or possibly Middle-Eastern, guy, very tall, and very sexy, in a tiny red speedo that left nothing to the imagination, and introduced us. “This is Sam. He’s got a big dick that I think you’ll like. Make him feel at home.” Just as quickly as he appeared, George left, and Sam started grinding his body against my boy’s exposed ass. Sam’s dick was clearly getting hard and after a minute or two was forcing it’s way out of the waist of his briefs. From my position beside my boy and Sam, I could see that dick start to glisten with precum, and that precum started leaking all over my boy’s ass. I could see it dripping down between hiss ass cheeks and I knew it was on his hole, if not in it. I tried to get my boy’s attention, and put my mouth to his ear, more or less shouting over the music, “You don’t want to offend Brad! Doesn’t he feel strongly about safe sex? If you’re gonna let this guy fuck you, you should make him wrap up!” My boy opened his eyes and pulled me in for a kiss. Then he shouted into my ear, “I said he felt strongly about safe sex, but I didn’t say he was in favor of it!” My boy reached around and grabbed Sam’s cock and jerked it a few times, then held it up to my mouth, more or less forcing me to lick his precum. Then, he grabbed my hand and told me to spit in it. I did, and he led it to Sam’s cock, so I could get it wet, and then guide Sam’s bare cock into him. I was so hard, but knew this was going to get out of control relatively quickly. We hadn’t been at the party for more than ten minutes, and here was my boy, bouncing up and down on a muscle stud’s bare cock, back arched, and head thrown back, in a crowded room for anyone to see. Sam grabbed my boy’s hips and pummeled his ass before going balls deep, and then holding the position. I knew he was breeding my boy. After a few moments, he withdrew. Sam grabbed my shirt from the back of my shorts, cleaned off his dick, and just walked away. What the fuck had just happened? To be continued...

Part II The parade had been a hoot and getting to ride in it after hurting my ankle was kind of cool too. Wearing nothing but my jockstrap made me a little uneasy but hey, when you hurt to try things sometimes to get a lift. LOL As we crossed the finish line my new buddy told me to just hang on a bit as we were going to head back towards the start a ways to where they had set up a small camp for sales of gay pride items. That way I wouldn't have so far to walk to my car. My ankle was still hurting somewhat, so that sounded pretty good to me. We probably went back a good half of the distance to the start then. My buddy had hopped on the float too and stripped his other clothes off too, down to his jock too. I noticed he did have the same tat as the others and seemed to look to be in better shape than I had thought. Should have known from the way he had basically tossed me up onto the float when I first hurt my ankle, but now I could actually see. We both hung onto the same support bar and were again just passing the time talking about basically nothing. A couple of times we hit bumps or had to brake for other traffic. My buddy, being somewhat behind me, bumped up against me those times. I didn't pay attention until much until some jerk pulled out from a stop sign right in front of us and our driver had to hit the brakes pretty hard. I and my buddy were somewhat thrown on each other, and with laying on my back. I then noticed that I registered his hard which was rubbing up against my ass, which was essentially naked, as the jock strap I was wearing was open in the rear. We gathered ourselves back up and I turned slightly and glanced down. Yep, he was definitely hard as a rock and from what I could see through his jockstrap bulge, he was also very very big. He saw me look and seemed to be somewhat embarrassed. He told me he was sorry about that, but his busy schedule for a while now, had not let him have time for any sex and he was afraid the bumping against me had done him and he couldn't seem to control it rubbing up against my butt. I laughed and responded "No problem. Sorry, I turned you on for nothing though." "It wasn't for nothing as I enjoyed it, even if that's all that happened," he remarked, adding that my ass was really nice and firm. A few minutes later he remarked he would find a way to put his tool to use. We both kind of laughed, at which point he remarked "My boyfriend has been somewhat ill and is at the encampment awaiting my return." He also went on to explain his boyfriend just felt a little out of it, and in any event, and had felt neither up to the walk nor to the ride. He had probably helped set up their stuff though. He told me it would be about 16 tables in somewhat of a circle and they then set up poles in the center with tarps to make a place they could get into and rest or whatever without being seen from outside. We soon arrived at their camp and it did look nice. Away from most traffic but close enough to not be out of the way at all too. It had the tables in a circle, signs about almost anything gay and tops of tables full of things and customers and in the middle a circle of tarps just like he described it to me. He helped me down from the float but putting weight on my ankle still hurt like hell. "Why don't you come in and rest a bit longer and have a drink before walking to my car?" 'What the hell', I thought, I might as well, especially as I had no idea where my friends had gone. He led me in and introduced me to some of the others, and gestured for me to be seated, and asked what I wanted to drink. "Coke would be nice," I replied. "Be right back," he remarked as he disappeared into the kitchen. Sure enough, within a couple of minutes he returned, a Coke in hand, along with a towel in which he had packed some ice for my ankle. He pulled another chair up and had me put my foot up and placed the towel on my ankle. He sat down and we drank our Cokes and talked some more, then he excused himself and said he better help sell a little. He went and another of the guys he had introduced me too came and sat down and we talked a while too. After about an hour my bud came back carrying another Coke for me and asked how I was doing. I stood up and tried a few steps and had to admit it was feeling a lot better but still a little tender. He told me I should just walk around a bit and get used to it before heading out. I started to walk around the center tarps then as he went to wait on another customer. I walked somewhat slowly around looking at their wares as I went. I came to the opening they had made in the tarps to get into them. They were pretty well hidden from view from the tables and they had also taken the precaution, I noticed to not have any goods for sale for about a four or five foot section of the tables there. As I was just starting to go by, I came to an abrupt stop, as I could see from this point behind the tarps. What I saw stopped me dead in my tracks. There was some sort of swing hung from a frame, and a guy was laying on his back in the swing as another guy stood between his legs. Obviously the one man was fucking the other. I stood there, my mouth agape, I'm sure, for a minute or so. 'Wow', was all I could think. I had never seen two guys having sex before, and it had never occurred to me they would go about it in public. From their moans, however, it sounded like they were both having a good time. I turned to leave, and almost ran my new buddy down. He quietly remarked he was checking to see if I was or wasn't still around, and then he grinned and asked if I was enjoying the show. Then he chuckled, remarking the look on my face was precious. "That's the first first time I've ever seen two guys fucking," I explained. Taking me by the arm he answered "Come here, a sec," leading me right into the middle of the tarps. I have no idea why I let him lead me in there, but I stopped dead once there: not only were there the two guys at the swing but there were two wooden tables nearby on which four more guys fucking, two on a table. I stopped and stared with mouth open. 'What the hell?' was all I could think. "We don't just only come in here for rest but for fun, also," my buddy remarked with obvious satisfaction. Again he laughed again at my look, adding it must be quite a shock to a straight guy like me who had never even seen gay sex before. I had the presence of mind to reply "Sure, it's a shock, but go ahead if you want." I turned to leave, only to step on something with my bad ankle and all but fell almost on top of one of the tables, almost tipping it and the two guys off of on the ground. My bud grabbed me from behind to steady me, as I made my excuses to the two guys I had all but knocked to the ground. A few second passed before I realized my buddy cock was pressed-up against my ass, and that he was about as hard as he had been earlier on the float. "Are you okay," he asked, although I noticed he didn't move away from my body. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just stepped on something," which, as it turned out, was one of the guy's shoes. My buddy had pretty much picked me up off the ground again and then turned to set me down away from the table a little and his huge cock was against my ass the whole time till he set me down. Again, as I turned I looked down he again laughed, and remarked "Sorry about that. Guess that ass of yours just turns me on!" I returned his laugh, and added "It sure must!" Changing the subject, he asked "You want another Coke?" "Sure," I replied. As he turned to get it he then asked if I drank any alcohol. "Sure, Rum and Code is my favorite. The 151 proof stuff that, although strong, seems to me to be smoother." "I think we actually have some of it" he remarked as he began searching through a small cabinet. "Hey, yeah, we do have some," and with that he brought me an ice-cold can of Coke and the rum. I opened the Coke, took a big swig, just to make some room for the rum, and then poured a healthy quantity of rum into the can. He also made himself a drink, and we stood there drinking and chatting, although I couldn't ignore the reality of what was happening a scant few feet from where we were standing. After a minute or so the sounds from the table demanded my attention, and I turned to see the one man was apparently cumming inside the other man. Both men were moaning in pleasure and I could even see that the bottom guy's cock seemed to jump and he started to cum all over himself and he hadn't even touched his cock. 'Amazing', I thought, 'the two guys seem to be in another world'. I couldn't take my eyes off of them. My buddy put his hand on my shoulder and whispered to me, that he thought they were making more noise than normal and probably just showing off for the new guy, me. I looked at him and we both started laughing.

I am 64 years old. The older I get, the more bottom boys I find that know they are going to get bred by an experienced top that know their pussies are going to be used in the way they want - just a place to dump a load into.

I decided to attend the Gay Pride Parade this past month in my local town to show support for my gay friends with whom I work. There are about five of them. At sixty, I am much older. I'm also 6', and about 185 pounds. I've been married to my wife for 30 years, we had four children, and now have eight grandchildren. I guess I'm about as straight they come, but have always thought there was absolutely nothing wrong with being gay. It just wasn't for me and I had never even thought about doing anything with another guy. It was going to be a hot day, so I decided to dress for the heat and wear what I usually wore to my track meets: a jock strap, shorts, a tee shirt, sport socks and sneakers. One of my friends rode with me there and he was dressed fairly similarly. We found a place to park fairly close to the start, which surprised me, but then I thought, oh hell, when the parade is over I will be about 2-3 miles from here. Oh, well, can't have everything. We got out and walked over to the starting area and found the other guys. I was kind of rubber necking somewhat as I had never seen such an array of, well, somewhat crazy looking people before. There were all kinds of attire from just plain like I and my friends to wild costumes and back down to what looked to be a few guys with little or nothing on at all. It was a kaleidoscope of colors everywhere and I was like a kid in a candy store wanting to just see what all was going on. It was very festive scene and then there were the floats which were magnificent to look at. I started walking around to look at everything I could and soon lost track of where my friends were at. I looked for a bit but there were just too many people around to really look good. I soon decided the heck with it, I would see them later for a couple of drinks before going home tonight. I went looking for something to drink then. Soon found a nice little stand that sold my drink of choice, an ice cold CocaCola. I bought one and then wondered around some more but still did not see my buddies and the parade was lining up to start. I found myself by a float I liked the looks of, so decided to just walk along with it. Soon we were starting up and I found several guys walking around that float and on it all dressed alike, so figured they were all friends or at least had al worked on the float together. A few blocks later, one of the guys from the float turned and said hi to me. I returned his greeting and soon we were talking while we walked along. About a mile and a half into the parade I was starting to feel the heat and the long walk. The guy I was walking with told me I could take a break and ride on the float for a bit if I wanted, but he said I would probably have to take off the shorts and shirt as all on the float only had on jockstraps. I looked and was surprised as I had not noticed them stripping most of their clothes off on there till then. Only the guys walking were still in their shorts and shirts. I was kind of in a turmoil about that when I stepped on a rock in the road and twisted the heck out of my ankle. My new friend grabbed me or I would have went down. That pretty much settled it for a bit as he basically tossed me up onto the float. I decided, what the hell and soon had my shirt, shorts and shoes and socks off and was only in my jockstrap. My new friend then told me I looked to be in pretty decent shape for my age as I had told him that earlier. I thanked him and returned the compliment. I had not really paid much attention to his looks until he tossed me like a sack of sugar onto the float. Now, I noticed, he was definitely in good shape and although not a build of a weightlifter did have quite the muscles showing. I then rode the float for the rest of the parade. Looking around I noticed the other guys on the float all seemed to be in pretty good shape. Must all work out a lot I thought. I also noticed that they all, that I could see from where I was at, seemed to have the same tattoos. One, a tramp stamp on their backs and another on their stomach when they would turn and I could see it, of a figure that looked familiar, but I couldn't place it at first. Then as we passed a hospital on the way I noticed the design on one of the dumpsters I could see off to the side and it dawned on me they all, for some reason, had a biohazard symbol. I asked my new buddy about it and he said they had all decided to get one when they joined the club. I thought that sounded nice for them to do.

Damn this is so much longer than I intended. Maybe I should put this in the stories section? I work in a building with different organizations situated on different floors. It's a big building, with a big lobby and dining area, etc. For three months or so I had periodically noticed one specific guy, crossing paths with him once or more per week. Each time we eye-fucked each other. This afternoon I decided to go into the communal restrooms downstairs for the whole building and by some divine act who's walking out as I reach for the door? The 6'3'' tan built fucker I've been licking in my dreams. My heart jumped and we locked eyes, I excused myself, but still gave him a little scan and nod because I turned into a nerd and didn't know what else to do to signal that I wanted his cock buried in my hole. Anyway so I went in and pissed with my half hardon, and then went up to my office and immediately got on grindr. Nothing. I had never seen him on there, so I wasn't particularly surprised. Then at lunch I looked at grindr again and found a faceless profile messaged me three photos. It was the guy. We messaged back and forth briefly before deciding to meet up on his floor around 6:00 PM. I couldn't focus all day. At 6:00 we met, and as he didn't have a private office, he guided me up to the employee restroom on his floor. Once in the restroom we started making out. I immediately grabbed for his crotch and felt his thick, cement hard cock in his dress pants. I'd estimate it was around 7.5" and 5.5" around. That's just ballparking it, based on my own measurements. It was thick and hard, just like his build. In no time I was on my knees licking his moist balls and squeezing his precum onto my tongue. It was tart and strong, just the way I love it. After sucking his cock for a while he sucked mine and took my pants off my feet and started licking my hole. He was good and had me holding back some noise before he asked me to suck him some more. He sat on the toilet as I took him in my throat and massages his balls with my mouth for another good while. At this point he said he wanted to fuck me but didn't have any condoms, and I told him I didn't have any either but I wanted him to fuck me too. He was hesitant (why didn't he bring a condom?) and I told him to just rub his cock on my hole for a bit, he agreed. His cock stayed hard as cement and he rubbed the thick red head back and forth on my wet hole. It felt incredible and I was just imagining his precum that was soaking my hole even more. After a minute we started making out again and I slowly sat myself lower and felt his juicy cockhead push on my hole. His breathing changed immediately and with a little coaxing his pushed up into me as I slid down a little more. His cock forced my tight hole open and with a sudden sting the head of his cock was entering me. At this point I knew I had him in my grips and started kissing and sucking on his neck as I slid down further, wincing in pain as he stretched my hole with only spit to fit his swollen cock. After what felt like half of it was inside me I let up a bit as it was getting a little painful but he wasn't having it and as he felt me stop forcing my hole down he pushed up swiftly and stretched me open and pushed his raw meat into me deeper. It hurt like hell but I knew it would be over in a minute. I started pushing back down and he started pushing up into my hole harder, and soon I had his entire cock inside of my ass. It stung because it felt more on the dry side but I was hoping he was precumming as much as he did in my mouth to add some assistance. He held onto me and fucked me on the toilet, my cock slapping his stomach and getting his shirt covered in splashes of my precum. His raw cock felt amazing, painful, and pleasurable all at once. He waiting a while to touch my cock again (thank god) and when he did as he slid in and out of my hole I felt my balls swelling. I told him if he kept fucking me like this I was going to cum. He looked at me without slowing down a bit, and soon i felt my cock swell, he took his hand off my cock and grabbed onto my hips with both hands and fuck his cock in and out of me. I shot off a load as I bounced around, and blew some it off onto his stomach. I came HARD thinking about my ass squeezing and milking his cock as he fucked me and after I came back to reality I noticed he was close too. He didn't ask where I wanted him to come, didn't warn me that it was going to happen (i knew anyway), and fucked his raw sticky muscle deep into my guts as his body started tightening and quivering. He slammed into me so hard and let out a helpless whimper as he shot his load into me. I couldn't believe it was happening and the whole time I was squeezing my hole to match up with his thrusts to milk him dry. I barely had to try to convince him to fuck me raw and cum in me. He came for a while, and once he returned from that state of bliss, he kissed me with tongue and lightly smacked my cheek. He called me a "fucking prince" and smiled before I stood up off of him and clenched my open hole to keep his load as his dick slipped out of me. We put on our pants, and he wiped my load off of his shirt with toilet paper before taking it off and crumpling it up. He thanked me and smacked my ass before walking out of the bathroom. I stayed for a moment to wash up and compose myself and when I left he was gone. Never got his name but I fucking hope he hits me up on grindr again soon.

I was surrounded daily by hot, young jocks with smooth, firm muscles. All those well-built college football players were enough to drive any guy insane with lust. I never acted on my desires, however. I wasn't about to endanger the coach-athlete relationship. Some things were more important than sex - like my job. I also knew I'd be in another kind of danger if I started something with one of my players. I had a submissive side and I knew I could be controlled. I couldn't risk one of my players gaining that kind of power over me. It wasn't easy. Sometimes I barely kept control. Well, I resisted my players, but I couldn't resist the hot little punk that entered my life one afternoon. I'd been coaching for eight years and had just turned 36 when a beautiful, dark-haired young hunk walked into my office just after practice. I didn't even know he was there for a few minutes. I was too busy looking through the window, enjoying the view of jock flesh as some guys lingered on the field. "Uh, Coach Henderson?" "Yes." "Hi. I'm Justin. I'm working on a Physical Education degree. Could I talk to you for a minute?" I agreed quickly, if for no other reason than to be able to give Justin the once over. He was about 21...and gorgeous. The first thing I noticed was his face. It was handsome, cute...even beautiful. His eyes were grey and sexy. His eyebrows gave him an intense, sensual look that hinted at powerful passion. One look at Justin made me forget all about my players. Justin wanted to be my coaching assistant for football. He needed the experience to fulfill the requirements of his degree. Sort of like student teaching, only organized around athletics. I had to sign off on the hours he put in. I agreed to take him on. I could think of worse things than looking at Justin every afternoon. We sat and talked about what he'd be doing. My eyes wandered over his firm body. He was dressed in a nice button-down shirt with long sleeves, but I could tell he had an impressive build. When he left later, I noted his tight little ass for jerk-off material later that night. Justin showed up the next day in jeans and a white t-shirt. He changed at the free locker right in front of my office while I was scribbling a few notes. My eyes were drawn to him as he pulled his shirt over his head. His torso was lean, firm, and beautiful. The sight of his pecs made my cock twitch in my shorts. I yearned to reach out and touch him. Then he pulled off his jeans. The world's most beautiful young man was standing right in front of my office wearing nothing but tight briefs. He was gorgeous. The sight of the thin material of his underwear stretched over his tight ass was about more than I could take. When Justin reached into his gym bag and pulled out a jock, I beat a hasty retreat to the field. I had to get out of there. I was consumed by lust and couldn't stand it anymore. Every day, before and after practice, I was treated to a view of Justin's hard, smooth, nearly naked body. He never failed to get my nuts churning. I was cautious checking him out, but I wondered if I'd been careful enough. Something about the way Justin looked at into my eyes told me he knew I was filled with desire for his young flesh. Sometimes I could swear he was intentionally showing off for me. It was all very subtle. slow, sexy movements as he pulled off his shirt, the way his fingers stayed near his bulge a little longer than normal as he unbuttoned his jeans, the way he carefully moistened his lips. his hot display of his bubble butt as he bent over to take off his shoes. There was nothing apparent, nothing too obvious, but it was like each and every one of his moves had been calculated to drive me crazy with lust. By the end of the first week I was ready to pounce on him and worship his body. Was he putting on a show for me? And if so, did that mean he was interested? I knew much younger guys sometimes found me attractive. I don't mean to sound conceited, but I have a well-muscled body and a handsome face. Even a few of my players had come on to me, making it all the harder not to get involved with them. Did Justin want me? I sure as hell wanted him. Justin had a mischievous side that only heightened my desire for him. When he walked into my office that first day he was polite, almost quiet. The real Justin had come to the surface, however. He was wild, dominant, and quite the little punk. I found the combination captivating. Just how much of a wise ass punk he was became painfully obvious one afternoon after practice. He was more wicked and dominating than ever and I fell under his power. My nuts were aching from watching him pull on his jeans. I was drooling over his smooth, muscled chest as he pulled his shirt down over his head. As he tucked his shirt in, he looked at me and smiled playfully. Behind him, the locker room was quiet and empty. "You know, you really shouldn't torture yourself like this, Coach," he said, rubbing his hand slowly on his chest. "What do you mean?" "You know what I mean." A wave of fear passed through my body, a wave of fear and intense arousal. "You think I don't notice you looking at me and the players?" he asked. "I, un...." "I bet you're all worked up right now. Aren't you, Coach?" Justin ran his hand down his torso and let it glide across his bulge. I was so turned on, I was practically shaking. I remained silent, my breath coming fast and hard. "I could give you what you want, Coach, if you give me what I want." The little fucker was driving me out of my mind. He was taking control, trying to make me his slave. I could put a stop to that real quick...but part of me wanted it more than I'd ever wanted anything. "What do you want?" I asked in a low voice, ready to do anything. Justin smiled again. He knew he had me by the balls. "I'll tell you when I'm ready for it. Until then, you do as I say and I'll give you somethin' good."

Part V As my new buddy finished the kiss and got up, I could feel his cock pull out of my ass and it looked like another guy was stepping forward also. At this point I passed out again. When I finally woke up I was a little off my bearings of where I was at for a bit and then turning over to my side I realized I was laying on a cot and remembered I had had too much to drink and had passed out as my new buddy and his friend were going to help me to this cot to lay down for a bit. It must have been more than a bit though as it was now dark out. There were lights on an I looked at my watch and hells bells it was just past 9 at night. I had been out a good 5 hours. Damn, I had to get up and as I sat up my bud came walking up and asked how I was doing? I asked him why he had let me sleep so long and he said they had tried 3 or 4 times to get me up but couldn't so gave up. I though oh hell got to never drink in the daytime again. My clothes were stacked neatly on a chair at the foot of the cot. I sat up to reach for them and it hit me that my ass sure was sore for some reason. I looked around and both tables and the sling were busy again. I just shook my head and reache for my things. There were 5 or 6 guys standing around talking. I wasn't paying much attention but overheard some while I sat there trying to get my bearings more to get dressed. The little I picked up was something about a guy who had been in the sling, real cum dump, out of it, probably going to be poz soon (whatever that meant), must have taken 30 or 35 loads(whatever that meant too). My new bud came by again and the guy who had grabbed my ass too. Told them my legs were still mighty rubbery for some reason, which got a laugh out of the guy. My bud gave him a look of some kind and he stopped though. We just sat there for a bit and talked about nothing really for a bit. Then one of the guys who had been standing around talking came over. I looked up and he stuck his hand out and I reached out and we shook hands and he said something weird about me being his hero as he didn't think he could handle as many. He then turned and walked off. I just sat there and stared at him wondering what the hell he was talking about. My bud and the other guy both had huge grins on their faces. I had no idea what was going on but was starting to think someone was pulling one on me or something but couldn't figure it out. I tried standing again and made it to my feet finally. I grabbed my shorts to pull them on and as I bent over to step into them I all at once felt something wet on my ass and as I straightened up a veritable gusher seemed to come out of my ass. I quickly stepped aside away from the cot thinking I had all of a sudden developed the damn dreaded runs or diarrhea. As I looked down I noticed that was not what it was though. It seemed to be wet and even somewhat white in appearance. I stuck a finger in it to see and it was sticky and slippery at the same time. I lifted my finger to my nose and sniffed it and it had very little odor but one I know I had smelled before but couldn't place it. I then got real brave and stuck my tongue out and tasted it too. Still wasn't sure what it was but had a familiar taste to it also. I was at a loss. I looked up and my bud and the other guy were both trying not to laugh. I told them "Okay, now let me in on the joke, guys. What were you up to while I was out?" "You don't remember anything?" my bud asked, as he reached over, grabbed a towel and threw it to me to wipe off with as the liquid was oozing down my thighs. "No, nothing like this has ever happened to me before. I have no idea what's going on, but it sure is a mess," I answered. "Don't worry - I've seen it before," by bud answered. I wiped off and then finally was able to get my shorts on. I sat down again and as I did I heard a loud moan and looked up to see the guy in the sling being apparently filled again and loving it. As I looked my mind cleared a bit and I then remembered the fall earlier onto the table with the other guy falling on top of me. It was a little fuzzy but then it seemed like something happened. I then remembered something at my butt and yes, something wet and feeling good. I then remembered that whatever it had been felt so good I had a hardon like crazy. I looked up and both guys were grinning again. I was starting to remember things a little but foggy. I told them I must have had a hell of a dream. They both in unison told me to tell them about it. So I told them what I had remembered so far and as I was telling it I remembered more. I remember the guy having his fingers in my hole and then pulling them out and something larger going in and then in and out making my cock harder than hell. I then remember him pulling away from me and then a blank for a bit. Then it seemed I had woke up on the cot but my arms and legs were bound somehow and my buddy was between my legs then. I told them I seemed to be able to feel something going in and out of my hole again and my buddy apparently doing it. I then remember seeing a mirror and being able to see his cock going in and out of my ass. Then it felt so good my own cock started erupt and my buddy seemet to be done about the same time. I said wow what a dream. I then said there seemed to be a blank but every so often I had a vision of another guy and another guy between my legs for quite some time. I shook my head to clear out some more cobwebs but really couldn't think of anything else till I woke up a little bit ago. I said being around you gay guys sure made my imagination run wild in my sleep. They both were laughing like crazy as I stood up and pulled on my shirt. My sore as again seemed to be seeping fluids and I quickly pulled my shorts down and grabbed the towel again just a huge blob of stuff came out. I wiped it up and sat down again wondering what the hell was going on. Just then another guy came walking up and as I looked up he was asking my new buddy how I was doing and had they filled me in on how many cocks I had had in me yet? My mouth dropped open at that and I said what, what, what is he talking about. I couldn't even hardly talk it was such a shock what he had said. He said oh, sorry I thought they had told you already and turned and beat a hasty retreat. I looked from my buddy to the other guy. They both kind of looked down and the other guy said he had told me about that nice looking ass of mine might be trouble. He went on to tell me that when I had fallen on the table and him on top of me it was just too much for him and he had dived down and started to rim my ass and it had tasted so sweet he couldn't stop himself and soon had his fingers in my hole and then it was really too much and he had then stood up and in the heat of the moment and me moaning like crazy had fucked me and blew his load in me deep. I just sat and stared. I said I thought that was a dream. He kind of chuckled then and said it was dreamy anyway and a virgin hole had about driven him nuts with how good it felt.

Part IV I don't think I slept very long, like a half hour at most. I woke up to my new buddy shaking and asking "You okay, buddy?" "Okay, just tired," I replied. "It's more than the heat," he returned, remarking the 151 Rum I had been drinking was powerful stuff. "I should be fine. I've only had four drinks," I replied. "Yeah, but I don't think you realize how much booze you poured into your glass. You probably poured two, if not three shots per glass, and that's an awful lot of rum in a single serving." I just kind of nodded, too tired to really pay much attention. "We'd better get you up so you can walk it off a bit," he commented, as he and the guy who had grabbed my ass earlier each took one of my arms, and helped me stand-up. My legs felt like rubber and I could barely stand upright. We were all laughing but I had no idea why I was other than they were. They tried to help me take a step and I was so groggy I almost fell over, even with them holding on to me. My lack of balance threw all of us all off balance with the result I fell on an empty table. My buddy let go of me and ended up crashing into another table, and the second guy pretty much fell on top of me. Again, we were all laughing, the two of them at me as I laughed at their antics. "Lucky this table was here to catch me," I noted, which only set them off again in uncontrollable laughter. With that I spaced out again. Only for a couple of minutes, as far as I could tell, as when I came around the second guy was still more or less on top of me. "What's goin' on?" I asked. "We're getting a cot for you, so don't worry," he replied, and sure enough, the cot magically appeared and I crashed, more than happy to sleep it off. Completely exhausted, I nodded out for several minutes, only awakening when I felt something happening to my ass. It felt pretty damn good, even if it was miles away. "What's goin' on," I managed to ask. "Oh, you're awake! Sorry, but your ass is so fuckin' beautiful I just had to taste it, like this," the guy replied, as he drove his tongue into my ass crevice. I just laid there trying to think, but it was hard to do with the sensations he was causing with his tongue up and down the crack of my ass. Then I felt something actually entering my hole. I almost jumped off the cot where I was reclining, but found I couldn't move my limbs. They just didn't work like they were supposed to. He kept it up for a while and then it dawned on my befuddled mind that my cock was hard as a rock and throbbing. Just then my buddy came back and asked "Hey what the hell are you doing?" The other guy stopped his tongue but inserted a finger into my ass as he said he just couldn't resist this nice ass and it tasted so good. My buddy told him he probably shouldn't be doing that with me about passed out and not knowing what was going on. The guy said I think he knows as he has been moaning for a while and I just felt his cock and it is hard. With that he stuck second finger in my hole and twirled them around a bit and when he hit a spot I didn't know was there I moaned again. It really felt great. He kept up the massage there driving me wild but still unable to figure out exactly why. They were talking but I really couldn't understand what they were saying much with my foggy brain. Just heard a word here and there. Something about dangerous, toxic, convert, drunk. Last word I caught I was pretty sure of that but not the others at all. Between being tired, drunk and turned on with my hole being used I couldn't seem to keep a thought. The conversation went on for a while when they guy said he thought it was time for something and my buddy said something like he found this hot too. He said go ahead and try and see what it is like. The guy then pulled his fingers out of me all of a sudden and stood up. This caused me to moan as it left an empty feeling. It didn't last long though as I felt something wet on my hole and a pressure and I was trying to think and thought it was him putting his fingers back in me. It sure felt like all his fingers at once though and then boom I felt my ass give and a large pressure going inside me. It hurt but only for a few seconds as he held still a little bit and then I felt the pressure going in and out of my hole and it felt like about every other stroke went deeper and deeper. He was definitely hitting that spot and I was moaning in pleasure now and my cock was throbbing like crazy under me. He kept up what he was doing for a while and then I felt him go in deep one last time and it felt like he was shaking behind me and grunting some. I could actually feel something warm in my hole but had no idea what it was. Then the filled feeling was gone as he pulled back. My buddy then was saying that was hotter than hell watching that. He told the guy to help him with me a bit. The two of them then lifted me up off of the table and next thing I knew they were laying me down. I thought they were putting me on the cot to sleep for a bit and kind of spaced out again. As I faded a bit I felt something around my wrists and it felt like my legs were lifted up and out. When I came around again a minute or so later again my buddy was looking me in the eyes and I could feel the pressure in my hole again. In and out and wow, hitting that spot again and my cock felt like it was going to explode. I wasn't sure what was happening but my buddy right over me like that then leaned down and oh hell, he kissed me and in my state of arousal I was kissing him back. He broke off the kiss and told me my ass was like velvet but I didn't know what he meant by it. He leaned back then and I kind of lifted my head up. I then realized my hands were held in place by some sort of chains and my legs were being held wide apart and my buddy was between my legs and as I tried to focus I all at once could see down there and could actually see his cock huge and hard. I then noticed there was a mirror on a pole overhead that looked right between us. I looked in it and my buddies cock was hard alright and going in and out of an ass hard and fast. Took me a bit before I realized it was my ass. My mind was trying to figure that out and what it meant but failing as that blasted spot inside there was driving me totally in orbit and I could feel it getting ready to cum but couldn't seem to figure out why since I wasn't touching it. Then I heard my buddy talking. I tried to sort it out but again was only catching parts here and there. Something about him going to cum, fill that neg hole, toxic again, going to be a huge flood, hole going to be ruined. I lost it again though as I was watching in the mirror again as he suddenly rammed his cock to the balls in the ass there and I heard him saying something about converting that hole good now and then my cock erupted and sent cum from my stomach clear up to my face. Probably the most cum I could ever remember producing. My buddy then was leaning over me again but now was licking up my cum all the way up to my face where he planted another kiss on me and as my mouth opened he stuck his tongue in my mouth and I could feel something in my mouth also and swallowed.

Part III My new buddy and I had a good laugh about his joke. Those two may have put on a show for me but they didn't know I was straight so their show was for mostly nothing. Not that I hadn't enjoyed the show but it was just mainly curiosity to me. We then went over and grabbed another couple of chairs near the coolers and got another rum and coke. Was about 1:30 in the afternoon by now and the heat was really climbing. Had to be a good 90 degrees or more already and going up. As we were drinking and talking it all at once dawned on me that I was still running around in my jockstrap only. I told my bud I had forgotten my clothes on the float. He said oh hell and jumped up and said he would be back soon as the float had headed out. All I could think was crap, how can I walk through town now with only my jock on and my butt hanging out. Plus it wouldn't do me much good to get to my car as my keys were in my shorts pocket. I had nothing to do but wait now and see what happened. Being inside this 'tarp' room was relaxing though. I got up and decided to hobble around a little and went out to look at the tables. I kind of limped around looking at things I really had no idea about. Ran into a couple of the guys my bud had introduced me to and talked to them for a bit. While talking to them another guy I hadn't met before came up behind me and all at once I felt a hand grab my ass and rub up and down my crack as he came around me. I nearly jumped over the table. The guys I was talking to about laughed their heads off. The new guy wanted to know what was so funny. One of the guys told him he had just grabbed a handful of STRAIGHT ass. "Holy shit" he remarked, adding "sorry! I thought you were the new guy who was there to convert." He also complemented my ass, saying it looked mighty inviting. I told him "No big deal. Nothing's hurt" and he joined us in a bit of a talk. I asked if I could help and one of the guys said hold still and wrapped one of those lumberyard nail apron around my waist. He said there is change in there and prices were marked on everything. I dug in and soon was fairly busy with customers. This went on for a good half hour. While selling t-shirt with a big rainbow on it to a customer I was leaning over the table quite a ways to help. The guy who had grabbed me earlier was right beside me and as I stood back up he was smiling. I asked what was up and he said if I kept bending over the table like that with that nice ass you aren't going to straight much longer and laughed. I told him I didn't have much choice at the moment as this was all the clothes I had and told him about leaving my stuff on the float and my buddy had went to try and get it back. It kind of dried up a bit at that table for a bit so I wondered around a little and soon settled into another table selling sex toys. I recognized the vibrators and dildos but some of the stuff there I had no idea of and was glad the prices were already marked. I was going a fairly brisk business when a guy walked up and asked about the difference between two similar but slightly different items. I told him I had no idea about them. I said hang on a sec and I will try to get someone to help explain. I turned and saw the guy who had grabbed my ass just finishing with a customer at another table. He turned my direction and I waved him over. He asked "What's up?" I answered my customer was asking questions about a couple of products about which I had no idea how to answer. He turned to the customer and then started to explain them. I was listening too so I would learn. I found out the products were two butt plugs, a type of sex toy of which I had never heard. I learned quite a bit in a hurry. One was designed pretty much simply to be stuck in one's ass, but the other butt plug had two features: it could be inflated to a larger size and also could vibrate. I had no idea there were toys of this sort, but again, it's always good to learn. After a bit I decided to take a break again and went inside the tarps again to see if my drink was still there. It was right where I had left it and I picked it up and sat down to enjoy it. The swing, which I had found out was called portable sling, and both tables were busy again I noticed. I didn't have much interest but nothing else to do decided to see what they were up to. The one table had a guy on all fours with another behind him doing a hell of a pounding into him doggie style. The second table had a guy on his back and they were fucking missionary style and the top guy was munching the hell out of the bottom guy's nipples. The guy in the sling was something else, with a guy really driving hard into his ass and three others waiting in line for a turn. I thought that was a lot. I got up to go take a closer look having never seen a sling before. As I got closer I noticed the guy in it had his arms and legs apparently locked in it so he could not get out. I said something about it to the guy I was standing next to and he said sometimes guys want it but want to be restrained so they don't back out and get a full dose for sure. I watched for a bit and then went back to my seat as the second guy was stepping up to the sling for his turn. I just shook my head thinking that I had been in on a couple of gangbangs with women, but this was wild for sure. I finished my drink and made another one. By now it was about 3:00 PM and that damn temperature was really up there. Had to be a good 95 or more now so this cold drink was really good. Between the heat and being on my third 151 Rum & Coke I was starting to get a little tired. I kept catching myself nodding but managed to stay mostly awake. Then about a half hour later my buddy finally got back with a big smile. We were both wearing only our jockstrap, but he had two handfuls of clothes. He had found my short, shirt and hallelujah, my shoes. He told me he was sorry it took so long but didn't catch up to the float until it had got clear back to the farm they made it at. I told him I didn't care as he had got them though. "I see you've been helping out," as he gestured to the money apron I was still wearing. I removed it, gave it to him and he walked over and put it in another cooler where they kind of stored that stuff. He came back and soon had us both fixed up with another drink. It was definitely more relaxing now that I knew I had my clothes though. We talked for a while and then he said I will be back in a bit and went out. I leaned back in the chair and finished my drink and was soon nodding off again. I kept telling myself to get up and head for the car but it felt too nice just sitting relaxing and soon I had nodded off to sleep.

Fuckin hot story Stud ! That could have been me you was fuckin mate except I am uncut n I was probs not in brissy at that time ! I luv gettin fucked by random studs in public dunnys (or anywhere actually) I really get off on bein watched ! Its hot goin back to work with sum loads up me cum n piss hungry hole ! If the porta potty is rockin just wait your turn (_0_)

Really like this story ! What else did happen to you? :-)

[Moderator's Note: This story was edited so it uses the words HIV and AIDS correctly.] Note: This story is FICTION. It DID NOT HAPPEN. Enjoy ************************************************************************************************************************************ "I want to give you my HIV, now." The email was from, AIDSGftr, a new guy on BBRT. He had appeared just a couple of weeks earlier, and I noticed geo locator showed him to be just 300 feet from my place. I'd never emailed him, but thought he was hot: he was obviously sick, wasted, an AIDS belly, a few Kaposi's lesions. Looking at his pics made my asshole ache for his deadly cum. His profile said he had never been on meds, was recently diagnosed with AIDS and he got off on infecting neg bottoms. I was still neg, even after taking several loads I knew were high viral load, and, of course, having taken numerous anonymous loads. This guy looked to be my chance to take an AIDS load, to get the infection I craved. I knew there was a 1 in 70 chance of infection with each fuck from a regular high viral load poz top, and I wondered if taking a load from a guy who had been diagnosed as actually having AIDS would mean certain infection. I hammered out a reply and hit send. "Yes. Where?" "The big apartment building half a block east of you. Ground floor, corner unit, will be waiting in patio. Hurry." "On the way. Five minutes." I pulled on a coat and shoes, grabbed my keys and was out the door in less than a minute, cock rigid, oozing and about to blow. Was I really, at long last, about to take an AIDS load? It was 206 steps from my door to his patio. I made it in three minutes. He was waiting in the open door to his place, naked, hard cock jutting out, sipping on a beer. I walked up to him, he turned stepped aside and motioned me in. I stood looking as he smiled at me and stroked his cock. It was beautiful, long, thick, hard, perfectly formed - the perfect weapon to fill me with death cum and infect me with AIDS. He pointed at the back of a couch and set the beer down. "Bend over, pants down. You still neg?" I nodded and obeyed, my heart about to explode, and reached back to spread my cheeks. He looked disgusting, obviously very sick, but I needed his disease bad. To my shame I whimpered as I felt his cock smear precum on my hole. I getting HIV virus in me! "You want my HIV, my disease, you want that?" "Yes, god, yes, give it to me, give me your HIV!" "Oh, yeah bitch, gonna give it to you, gonna pump a load of my death cum in your guts, right now. I've infected three men that I know off, you'll be number four. You want that? You want my HIV?" "Yes, fuck yes. Please, give it to me, infect me now. Please infect me, give your HIV!" "Okey dokey, one more infected bugchaser, coming right up." He grunted and shoved hard, I squealed as his diseased cock slammed deep into my ass and he pumped away frantically. Four pumps and he shoved in hard and grunted into my ear "Fuck, bitch, fuck! Pozzing you, bitch, cumming in your ass, bitch, knocking you up, infecting you good! You gonna be one HIV infected dick sucker!" A warm flood filled my guts as he ejaculated. I convulsed with the hardest orgasm of my life. He humped into me spasmodically, gasping as he pumped his HIV-laden cum into my ass. My cock kept jerking and squirting and I wondered if I had been infected. Had he ripped me open when he shoved in without lube? I could feel my ass burning. Was I bleeding? If I was, his virus had a direct route into my bloodstream. Was this the time? Would I convert? I hoped so. We slid to the floor and lay flat, breathing hard. I wiped my ass with my hand and sniffed, then licked. Cum and ass juice, no red streaks. Was there a slight coppery taste? If I was bleeding there was no way he hadn't infected me. I bent over his crotch and swallowed his still hard cock. More cum, some ass juice. No taste of blood. He was ready very quickly. He flipped me over and spread my legs, dove in and licked and sucked my ass. I moaned as his tongue wormed up my newly pozzed hole, knowing he was about to mount me and pump another load of death deep in my guts. As he mounted me again, I groaned with pleasure, and this time he slid in with no trace of burn. My neg ass was well lubed by his poison cum. He pumped me slowly, pulling out and plunging in repeatedly, stroking deeply, not quite long enough to bump my sphincter but plenty thick enough to feel incredible. I moaned and fucked him back, eager for infection. "Fuck my neg ass, yeah, fuck, infect my neg ass, yeah, give me your HIV, infect me good. Do it, fuck me, pump me full of death cum! Give me HIV!" He slammed in hard, humping me deep and moaned "Fuck yeah, bitch, gonna poz you good you bugchasing bitch, gonna infect you good! Mmm, yeah, fuck yeah, bitch, gonna fuck you full of my HIV juice!" He slammed in hard and fast and held it deep. His cock pulsed and hot semen squirted into my guts. More toxic cum, more HIV pumped deep into me. "Fuck, bitch, yeah, you're getting it now, giving you my bug, bitch, giving you my HIV, bitch, you're one infected faggot now, giving you my HIV!" I lay back breathing hard, my asshole pleasantly sore, feeling his toxic semen ooze out of me. No more doubts. I wanted more. I wanted him to infect with HIV. I leaned over and swallowed his cock again, savoring the taste of semen and ass juice. Two poz loads in my guts - so far. I hoped he was up for more. Would I be infected with HIV before I left? He moaned and pushed me off his cock. I lay back and smiled, feeling his cum run out of my ass. Had he already infected me, or was that wishful thinking? "Damn, that was good, you're a hot piece of ass. I never fucked a man who begged for my death cum like you. That was hot, knowing you want to get infected from that fuck." "I do, I wanted poz cum in my butt, I want HIV in me, as much as I can get." "Well, you got some. I've been full blown for a while. My doctor warned me that if I had unprotected sex with a guy, I would likely infect him. Hope you're really okay with that." I was. There was no question what I wanted. "Yes, I am. I want your bug, I want you to infect me with HIV." "That's good, I'm gonna give it to you. You up for another fuck?" "Hell, yes! Let's make sure you infect me. Plus, that big dick of yours feels incredible in my ass." "Give me a minute, I'll breed you again. Mmm, do me a favor?" "Sure." "Don't fuck anybody but me until you test poz?" "Sure thing, as long as you keep pumping my guts full of your HIV, I'm your bitch. Anytime you want my ass, you got it." He fucked me twice more that night. I finally waddled home about 4:00 AM, my asshole raw, bleeding and leaking semen. In the next two weeks he screwed me at least once a day. My ass stayed raw, my shorts spotted with blood until I came down with the flu. When I was able he gave me a ride to the clinic. I was poz. Another dicksucker successfully infected with HIV.

My best friend Jason, who’s usually very responsible, shocked me when he told me that last night he had had unprotected sex with a guy, a complete stranger who was not only hiv-positive but had high viral levels as well. I asked him what on earth happened and, by way of a reply, he sent me a series of e-mails that he had exchanged with the guy. They’re pretty hot but I’m not sure if they are for real or not. That’s why I’ll post them in the “Fiction” section. See what you think! Jason had posted on CL, looking for his usual Saturday night fuck, when this guy responded. Here’s their exchange: You looking to get knocked up? Mmmmm! That wasn't my plan for the day but I'm open to suggestions. OK was wondering? What do you have in mind? Are you thinking nasty thoughts? Yes I am!! Only one man is going to be able to claim that he took my neg cherry...that he was the one that planted his dirty seed. Do you think that man might be you? I just might be You know, I usually just keep this a fantasy but I also know that someday some smooth-talking guy is gonna get me all hot and bothered. Then he's just gotta ease me over the edge. Whatever it is you're doing, you're already halfway there. I think, if you want it to, I'm willingly yours. That's hot!!! Fuck! It IS fucking hot! I'm laying back on the bed next to the pc, playing with my nips and moaning! It's like I've got brain fever! Tell me about yourself and what you would want to do! Maybe you can push me past the point of no return! 49 5'11 190 6cut love making out kissing sucking an fucking. Lick your ass get it nice an wet then slide my cock in you fuck you hard them cum balls deep in you You got me so hot the bed caught on fire! You owe me for that, lol! Seriously, you sold me on that "cum balls deep in you" line. Are you poz or neg? undetectable, hvl or...? Poz not on meds OMG you sexy fucking bastard! I just fell off the edge! Now I'm so worked up that I fucking NEED you inside me. You want to be pozzed??? The guy sent a photo of a nice stiff cock, uncut & curving slightly to the left Oh, fuck! It's not that I want to be pozzed so much as it's I WANT TO BE POZZED BY YOU! Fuck! Now you've got me beggin you: Please poz me! (The guy must have been slow to reply so Jason sent another message) The suspense is killing me! That picture of your stiff cock is making my hole twitch! I want you to give me your seed so bad! I want it planted down DEEP where that little bit of you can start to grow inside me! You pushed all the right buttons to get me to the point where I'm fucking helpless! Oh, fuck! fuck! fuck! I need to get pozzed so bad!!! You ready for this?? I’m 10 minutes away And that was it. That was all that it took for Jason to give it up for some guy he had never met before.

It started out as a typical Monday morning: I took my partner Rick to work then returned to our relatively new house which we had purchased the summer before, beginning some projects and editing some videos which had been shot a couple of weeks earlier. I was completely absorbed in my work, but then I heard noises that alerted me that I wasn't alone, but that our boarder, our 18 year old godson, was in the house. He was staying with us while he attended classes at the local university. It was still mid-January so Joel still had a week before classes began, so he was just puttering around and tying up loose ends, settling into his new lifestyle. I had just stepped into the shower and was washing my hair when I felt a presence, I rinsed the shampoo from my hair, rinsing the soap from my face I opened my eyes. Standing before me in the walk-in shower was my godson Joel, in all his natural beauty, his semi flaccid cock waving at me. “Uncle Ned, can I share your shower?” Not giving me a chance to reply he stepped up to me and reached around me for the loofa and the soap, his now hard cock slapping my thigh, he worked the soapy sponge across my back and down my ass crack before moving it to my front and across my hairy chest, caressing me and pressing himself into my crack. It didn’t take long before the soap and his drooling cock had him balls-deep in my hole. He gyrated inside me and slowly slid his engorged phallus out of my hole before plunging back in. He was inexperienced at fucking and I suspect my ass was the first thing to surround his cock other than his own hand. Joel kept fucking me even when I protested that this was wrong “Joel don’t, you don’t know the risks.” But he just nibbled on my neck and ears and whispered “Uncle Ned, I know you’ve wanted me for a long time and now you’re going to get what you want.” With that he shot his pent up teen age spunk into my ass. Then he pulled out his still hard cock and turned me around and began making out with me in the shower, my hard cock pressing into his abdomen. He soaped down my front with the loofa and pressed his lips to mine, his tongue darting into my mouth. “I always wanted you to be my first” he whispered to me, before handing me the cleaning sponge and turned around pressing his tight twinkie ass onto my drooling cock. I soaped down his back and ass cheeks, resisting plunging my tool into his crevice. He wiggled his ass against me but my will power was too good I finished washing his torso then rinsed myself off before exiting the shower. I toweled myself dry, tossing Joel a towel as he sheepishly exited the shower. He took the towel and bolted from the room back to his own. I reached around and felt my recently fucked hole, cum was beginning to ooze out so I reached in a drawer and pulled out a small plug and using the cum as lube slid it in to prevent any further escape of my godson's load. If he wasn’t careful, the load I was carrying might well be his last negative seed.

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!

After exchanging a few messages with a 6'2" somewhat muscular latino on a4a I ivited him over to breed me. We started going at it soon as he walked through the door. Im new to taking dick so it was a bit painful but he managed to fuck me in several positions and left a massive load of cum in me. Only the third guy to ever seed me, it was so nice! He had "safe only" on his profile too!

I am a huge fan of gay erotic cartoons. There are too many to mention I would have sex with. First, all of Tom of Finland characters, especially Kake. And I'll "settle" for Construction and Azn pwer.... Then there many of the gay heroes in Class Comics stories: Zahn, Ghostboy, Diabloand Naked Justice (and more) Look them up on www.classcomics.com. These is this demonic guy And there are some from Ixum, who posts his videos on Xtube. He makes his vids in Skyrim (which I don't know because I am not a gamer). He has some weird stuff (Orc sex) but hot ones too. For instance: http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=2Ylfp-G589-#.VboltREw_IU http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=W9XUW-G889-#.VbopnBEw_IU http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=Bo1Oo-G602-#.VbormxEw_IU Check out his other vids. He has 152 of them.

I got real good muscle control I can make me hole as loose or as tight as me fuckers want even after a hard gangbang I can still control it ! One of me first regular tops had a real thick uncut genuine 13 inches n he fucked real hard n ruff n he allways wanted a real tight hole so I think he trained me real good he was never gentle even the first time he just went balls deep in one big push (_0_)

Damn that was hot!

Very hot story

Rick was up stairs prepping dinner when the four of us emerged from the basement playroom, Pete and Bob, bid us their farewells, I was assuming they were going out to celebrate at one or more of the gay bars in town. Rick, Joel, and I sat down to a delicious dinner prepared by my hot husband, small talk pervaded the meal, and then Rick got up and cleared the dishes. By his manner I had a feeling Joel had something on his mind, he finally spoke up “Ned, I’m only 18 and I’m not sure about getting Pozzed up, I started taking those pills you gave me” I had handed him the bag of morning after PeP that had been given to Rick, just in case he slipped up and took a really high viral load, but thus far he took mostly undetectable loads as far as he knew, and had remained negative. “Joel, I gave you those pills in case you were having second thought, I made it your decision” “I know and I thank you for that, but what happens when the pills run out?” “Well I have an appointment with my ID doctor tomorrow, why don’t you come along and we can see about what can be done for you” “That’s awesome, but I’m still on my parents insurance” “We’ll cross that bridge when we get there child, It’s getting late lets help clean up then get a good night’s sleep on it” We finished clearing the table and helped Rick with the dishes in the kitchen then, Rick and I retired to our bed room where he pulled up the video feed from the server and watched the afternoons raw footage, getting horny we began playing and Rick got me to suck him off, while he stroked my engorged phallus to release. I awoke the next morning to find Joel snuggled between us, with Rick’s thick cock buried up to the balls inside Joel. Rick casually worked his cock inside Joel, enjoying Joel working his ass muscles around his knob, attempting to milk the cream from his nuts. Seeing me awake Rick got more aggressive and began pumping in and out of the boy, until he grunted that he was filling the boy up, Joel’s eyes widened as he must have felt the volleys of cream being pumped into his bowels. Rick pulled out slowly then fed his cock to the boy, before rushing off to get his shower for work. While Rick was in the shower I grabbed the boy and guided his well fucked ass to my face where I began to clean up his hole lapping at the escaping fluids with my tongue. Joel knew I was a pig and began pushing out the copious liquid from his bowel. Holding back just a little, he allowed me to clean off his hole before popping out of bed pulling me with him towards the bathroom. Rick was just finishing his shower as Joel pulled me in and began lathering me up, he then surprised me by sliding his still erect penis into my soap slick hole and fucked me in the shower before blasting his cum into my guts. I finished my shower and Joel ran naked back to his room, after drying off and dressing, I loaded Rick and Joel into the car and proceeded to take Rick to work before going to the lab for blood draws, I paid to have Joel’s blood drawn for an initial screening for STD’s. After test were taken I took Joel for breakfast “Ned why’d you have your blood drawn before breakfast?” “Well several of the test require Fasting to get accurate results” “Oh never thought of that” He ate a hearty meal before my appointment with my infectious disease doctor, I discussed my latest results from about 2 weeks prior and he prescribed new meds for me to take, a slightly different regimen since my previous meds weren’t working as well as they should have, something about resistance to some of the components of the drugs. We then discussed with my doctor Joel’s options, upon further questioning my doctor discovered that Joel was with the same carrier as I was and assured him that since he was now 18 his medical records could be kept between himself and his doctor even if his dads insurance was paying the bills, as long as Joel payed the co-pays himself there would be no record his parents could get that told them what he was being treated for. My doctor did some quick adjustments on the computer then prescribed PrEP for Joel, instructing him to not have risky sex for at least the next three weeks to let the drugs become effective in his system. We left the medical center and Joel had this big Shit eating grin on his face “if only your doctor knew I’ve already taken several of your toxic loads in me, Ned I want more but I’ll have to wait to take more, but Giving isn’t as risky is it” “Well no it isn’t” “Good, lets hit the gym, I got me a chubby that needs to be relieved in some hot mouth or ass”

My family operated a landscaping business and garden center called Plowman's. Mom's side of the family were into farming while Dad was a landscaper, so the business was a nice compromise. One spring, Mom's folks took ill, so Mom and Dad headed west to help with planting. While she tended her parents, Dad supervised their farm hands. I stayed behind, minding the store. That sucked, but not exactly the way I liked. You see, I'd grown up with those farm hands, and I joined them every planting and harvesting. In more recent years, it had gotten really interesting. Usually we'd go skinny-dipping after the day's work. The cold water was a dick-shrinking shock after the heat of the fields. And after-swim talk always turned to sex because the men would be joking how big their dicks really got, which would cause everyone to throw bones. Since the pond was secluded and it was just us guys, pretty soon we got into circle jerks. After a few weeks, guys started to jack each other off. And a few weeks later, everybody was swapping blow jobs and more. Ed's dick was my favorite. Short and thick, it oozed a river of jizz that I sucked right out of the slit. I'd learned to deepthroat like a pro by training on the biggest dick going - Al's. We measured Al's meat once, after he pulled out of my mouth and seconds before he creamed into my open mouth, That sucker came in a 9.5". My dick stirred at the memory, but my aching nuts reminded me I wouldn't taste Al's dick this spring. Hauling bags of seed and soil around the place every day after school had given me a nice solid build. While not built up like some of the farm hands, at 20 I had a wiry body with muscles etched into it. Working alone in the storeroom before opening and waiting for my parents to leave, I ground my crotch against a bag of feed in frustration. I dreamed of last fall, when I'd sucked Ed's juicy dick while Al pumped me from behind. Ed had prepped my hole by sucking it, while Al fingered it deep, jabbing my button with each thrust. Not only had I learned to suck that last summer, I'd learned to take it up my tail, too. "Hey, buddy! Wake up!," Dad yelled. "We're goin'." "Sorry, Dad. Just thinking," I said, dropping the bag. "Judging by the bone you've thrown, I can guess about what," Dad said, eyeing my crotch. Looking down at my tented shorts, I blushed. "It's okay, son. When I was 19, I had to tie it to my leg to keep it down!" Dad laughed. After seeing my parents off, I headed back to the storeroom. I had an hour before the staff came because my parents had wanted an early start. That morning at home, I'd dashed into the shower, hiding the morning hard-on I'd been pounding on. Just as I'd gotten into a groove, working my meat and slipping a couple of soapy fingers into my ass, Dad pounded on the bathroom door: "Let's go!" Which left me feeling sorry for myself and horny as fuck. But I came to the store prepared. Dropping onto a bed of flattened boxes, I reached up the leg of my shorts, pulling out my leaking dick, wet and growing fast. Juice pooled inside my foreskin. I'd never measured, but I figured I had 7.5" plus, with a thick foreskin hanging close to my knob. I ran a finger under the skin and drew it out. I sniffed it before licking it clean...Sweet! Fisting my meat, I took a magazine from my backpack. The photo layout showed two guys: one wiry - kind of like me - and the other a stocky football hunk. Closeups of the football player's fat dick spreading open the slim guy's pucker always got me off. That and a greased finger up my ass. I threw off my shorts and moving spit-covered fingers past my bouncing nuts, I rubbed the spit around my nearly hairless hole. Getting a shudder, I eased a finger past the wrinkled muscle inside to locate my boy button. Startled by the front door buzzer, I jabbed hard. My dick exploded uncontrollably, my ass muscles clamping around my finger. A stream of jizz shot from my piss-slit onto my t-shirt. A second rope soaked my pubes. The buzzer again. "Shit!" Pulling my finger out, I smelled it because I loved the smell of my ass. I flicked cum off my hand and stepped into my shorts. I was literally at the door before I remembered the cum soaking my shirt. Spreading it made it look less like a cum shot, but made the stain bigger. Opening the door, I didn't even get to say, "We're not open" before the delivery guy barged past. "Where to, buddy?" he asked, pushing in a trolley. My mouth hung open. I couldn't believe this guy. His attitude sucked, but he was hot.

Mmmmmmmm.........luv coach and young, hung jock stud stories!! LUST!!!!!!!!!

Thanks, MackyJay! I think the Coach is gonna get put through a workout and taught some things from the sexy fucker.

I say, it's not about your hole, it's about my cock into your hole. The only thing I want to hear from you is how good it feels. Other than that, I'll call your ass whatever I want, and couldn't give a shit what you think. Because I'm not asking.

At 45 years old, Jim was a tall man at 6' 6" when barefoot. He weighed about 200, had collar length brown hair, a mustache, wore glasses and was endowed with seven cut inches. His callused work-worn hands weren't conducive to masturbating so he needed to fuck ass and mouth or get sucked off. Clem was short at 5' 6" and about 150 to 160 pounds, sported blond hair in a buzzcut, was clean-shaven and sported well-bitten nails unlike Jim's nails which always had grease under them due to his job at a junkyard dismantling cars, engines and checking transmissions. Clem worked as a clerk in a retail store. They met at a bar and seemed smitten with each other. After getting to know each other over a couple of beers and Clem giving Jim's cock a quick kiss in the men's room, they headed to Jim's place, a pad in an older two-story block of flats. Once inside they hugged and french kissed and then stripped. They admired each other, Clem admiring Jim's rugged work-strong but slender body and his cock ans balls nestled in dark brown pubes and his size 13 feet. Jim liked Clem's youthful body and his masculinity as well as his respectable uncut 6" cock. They hugged and french-kissed, lay on the bed and continued for another few minutes. "You ready to get fucked Clem?" Jim asked. "I was ready before I even saw your cock in the bar men's room," Clem gushed. Clem began sucking on Jim's already half-hard cock bringing it to full hardness. Jim then got some Vaseline while Clem took his place on the bed laying on his stomach and spreading his legs wide. Jim quickly greased-up his loggerhead, spat on Clem's asshole and mounted him. Clem could feel the man's warmth as the stud mounted him. Jim put his hard on to Clem's entrance and let his weight drive it right home. None of the slow shit Jim reserved for breaking the cherries of men he liked. Clem flinched at the man's sudden complete penetration which ended a second later with Jim's balls on Clem's ass. Jim flexed his love-muscle which Clem felt as it swelled a bit and then began fucking Clem who was loving it after just a few strokes. Jim fucked Clem good, putting his own sexual pleasure and enjoyment ahead of how his conquest felt. Clem was enjoying Jim's studmanship, glad to finally find a real man instead of some wimp who worried too much about how some piece of ass felt. Jim sawed away for about ten minutes, gradually speeding-up his thrusts, his dick feeling better with each powerful thrust of his loins driving it in his punk's cunt of an ass. Clem was so turned on after eight or nine minutes that he came, his dick shooting off sperms between his belly and the bed sheet. The orgasm tightened his ass for Jim who liked it tightening-up around his dick. Jim fucked even faster and harder enjoying himself being the man in their relationship, his dick in heaven as he piston-thrust in the tight ass. The final minute saw Jim's crotch slapping Clem's ass with each powerful thrust as he pounded him into the bed and then hilted himself pumping spurt after penis-pleasing spurt deep into the man-loving ass. Jim then resumed thrusting, pumping his remaining cum into Clem who arched his back to get as much as his new hero's dick into his hole as possible. Jim snapped his hips to slam home two more mighty thrusts and rested on Clem's back to enjoy the after fuck while Clem praised Jim and the great fuck he threw into him. Jim told Clem he was a great piece of ass and that he'd gladly fuck him as often as he wanted. Clem lovingly massaged his hero's dick with his talented ass muscles and told Jim he wished more men were like him. After resting a few more minutes our hero withdrew from his anal conquest and stood beside the bed. Clem got up, bent over and lovingly sucked Jim's dick clean and kissed it and his sweaty balls. He then licked his cum off Jim's bed and said he wanted to rim Jim.

I always call a hole a pussy/cunt. It's a dominance/submission thing. It's putting the bottom in his place as a receptacle for cock and loads. As I have always said, it takes a real man to give up his cunt to another man. I have found that those who get all pissy about having their hole called a cunt or pussy have doubts about their masculinity.

PART 2 After a short walk, we reached a grim alley with a dark staircase leading down to the basement of an old brick building. A lonely scarlet lightbulb flickered at the bottom of the staircase. I looked at my chaperone worriedly, but then his eyes flickered with that same red glow as before, and I lost myself in his wicked half-smile. “After you,” he said with a flourish. Everything looked red in this light—his skin, his eyes, his teeth. (But why were his teeth suddenly so…shiny? How could his smile glisten like that when everything else was a dim wash of scarlet?) I wondered, but I didn’t ask. I didn’t ask about anything, really—I simply followed this man whose dark energy pulsed and throbbed across the surface of my skin. I glanced back to reassess the strange glint in his teeth, then decided I was just imagining things again. With that, I dutifully walked down the stairs. As I made my descent, I felt an unexpected rush of heat—but not like a rise in outside temperature. It was more like a warmth radiating from the depths of my smooth, quivering, not-yet-fucked hole. When I reached the bottom of the stairs, the door didn’t seem to be a door at all—more like a dense patch of shadows. I looked back at Abraxas for reassurance. He responded by motioning me inside. That’s the first time I entered his sanctuary. I’ve always called it the Red Red Room—the kind of place where even the walls seemed to pulse with their own heartbeat. In that room, nearly everything was the same shade of visceral, rosebud red. As my eyes adjusted, I began to notice a little bit of black here and there to add shape and dimension, plus a few dark-yellow eyes in some of the artwork. In fact, the walls were full of paintings -- every single one having something to do with sex -- and every image was stamped with various obscure symbols that I couldn’t quite make out. That’s when I felt the arm of Abraxas fall on my shoulder. He leaned down and whispered in my ear: “Welcome to the local branch of my corporation.” As he said that, his mouth slid down to my neck, and his long tongue slowly licked the length of my jugular. “Are you ready to have some fun?” he asked, the vibrations in his voice sending a chill across my backbone. “Oh, definitely,” I replied, inclining my head to the left so he had better access to my neck. “That’s fucking beautiful,” he said, tracing that prominent vein in my neck with his fingernail. (But why were his fingernails so sharp?) Then, with a guttural snarl, he grabbed my head with both hands, holding it tight. He withdrew his tongue. I immediately sensed the press of his teeth—now incredibly sharp—against my skin. I distinctly felt two painful punctures that plunged well below the surface. At first, I gasped with a little more pain than pleasure; moments later, with a little more pleasure than pain. Meanwhile, he kept his teeth buried beneath his skin, and I felt something pulse outward from those fresh puncture wounds—almost like a cloud of hot liquid filling my body. He withdrew his teeth. Within seconds, I felt myself take a sharp breath inward, followed by a violent coughing fit. As I coughed, Abraxas casually tore a perfectly straight line down the back of my T-shirt and shorts and underwear, all at once, all in a single motion, causing all of my clothes to fall to the floor in a single clump. The heat of the room traveled along the surface of my suddenly naked body. I turned to look at Abraxas, and was surprised to find that he was naked, too. My eyes immediately locked on his quietly throbbing dick as it extended out from a dense patch of fur, its long upward curve perfectly bridging the 10-inch gap between us. “You don't need to know what just happened--not yet, anyway,” he said. “I'll explain that later. Right now, you just need to enjoy your body, and you need to embrace your hunger. Are you hungry, my little angel Michael?” I shivered at the slightest touch of his cockhead as it pressed against my stomach. “Yes. I am. But I don’t know what I’m hungry for.” “But let's be clear: you're hungry. Right, boy?” “Oh, yes.” “Do you want me to feed you?” I didn't hesitate. “Yes, please.” "C'mon then, angelboy,” he said, running his tongue along the fresh puncture wounds in my neck as he trailed a sharp fingernail down the line of my back. “We'd better do something about that appetite."

Crown City Motel.. 2 mins metres from HQ, Signal, 357 & Bodyline

My hole is really tight. And I like it that way. I like being stretched by a thick dick so I can really feel it when the top enters. If it would be loose I would feel less. Love the feeling of a big thick cock working to enter my my ass.

Once a guy has his dick in my ass I expect him to cum in me. I actually prefer a guy poz on meds. I don't like a guy who says he is neg but never been tested.

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

Oink oink - a natural rubber pig - some guys are just born to become one and then pozzing follows naturally

Using Growlr, I found a hot Mexican completely tatted up and straight (according to him). He kept calling me a cock sucker telling me to take this dick. I was between his legs servicing a nice 7 inch uncut cock. With his hands placed on the back of my head forcing his cock down my throat he murmured, "do you get fucked?" I quickly lifted my ass in the air and said, " it's all yours." He squeezed a little nectar out and teased my hole, "you got a rubber?" I responded' " do you really want to use one?" To that he spit on my hole and proceeded to stretch me open. Once the head popped through all I heard was a sigh of relief and he plowed right in. I said "OWN IT" to that he started to jack hammer my hole for 20 mins before he shot his load. That day he fucked me 4 times in 2 hours and loaded me each time. He was getting dressed and shoved his cock in my mouth saying clean me up so the wife doesn't know. I gladly sucked his cock and zipped him up sending him home to the wife. I saw him 3 more times this week for a total of 13 loads... Now I am headed home to see my husband.... Gonna be a busy weekend with a cum dripping hole.

I hadn't heard from my horny cop neighbor for a while until I got a text yesterday evening. "Big Arab dick for you" it said. Door was ajar when I went downstairs. In the bedroom I saw my neighbor watching porn on TV and playing with his dick. Next to him, face down, was a beefy Arab guy with cum on his hairy butt. Looked like my neighbor had been busy. When I entered the bedroom the guy turned around showing a rock hard erection. Beefy guy, beefy cock, big balls.The guy didn't waste time when I had undressed and joined them. He used cum from his own hole to lube mine, spit on his cock and shoved it in. Fuck that hurt! Took a few minutes to get used to it. Fucked me like an animal. All the while talking to me in Arab (which I don't understand). Neighbor watched us and the TV, still stroking his now stiff dick. Arab shot a big load in me and neighbor took over. Pumped me 20 mins and dumped one in me too. After that I got another quick load from the Arab guy. Was exhausted and my hole was sore but went upstairs again with a big smile. Hope to see that Arab fucker again sometime! Don't even know his name.

Got a taxicab from city centre gay village where my coach had pulled in. Driver was an older Pakistani guy about 50 kinda stocky. He asked if I had enjoyed the boys and then laughed. I took a chance and said my favourite was Asian men in particular Pakistani men. He went quiet for a while; got to my house he helped me in with my luggage and asked if he could use my WC. Whilst he was there I stripped off except for my boxers and Pissed about doing laundry. He came down I paid the fare and he looked at my ass all the time.he then asked if I liked him?I said yes and seriously pulled out his shaven cock and I went down and sucked him he had great girth after a while I asked if he would fuck my arse he said yes and I bent over the kitchen unit and he just pushed in my hole. No lube no spit no mention of condoms after a while and adjusting I was enjoying it; he said he was coming and I tightening my ass muscles he shot his cum deep in my arse and collapsed on my back for a minute.He then gave me his taxicab name and number and told me to ring if I needed a cab at discount.

Plowman's ass and dick:

I met up with a hot dude today with whom I'd been texting about breeding. We had met once before, a couple years ago, when I bred him good, but then I lost touch with him. Then the other day we found each other online again and chatted back and forth a few times. He wanted my load and I wanted to reconnect with him, so today I texted him and told him I was horny as fuck and needed hole. I hadn't cum for two weeks so I was rock hard and really needed to blow a load. He was eager to get together, so I went to his place. Just as I remembered from our earlier session, he was hot: he was tall, about my height, tan, athletic, had amazing blue eyes, and a beautiful full beard and it was obvious he'd been working out because he had an amazing, musty scent. We made out some and I could tell he was a hungry for me as I was for him, so we didn't waste much time in getting down to business. We went to the bed room and made out some more. He had a hot furry chest and nipples which he really loved to have me chew on them, and his cock was rock hard. He sucked my big dick and within minutes he was riding me. He had a nice tight warm hole, but I was so horny I put him on his back and penetrated him balls-deep as we kissed. He was so fucking hot. His pussy easily took my dick, and, after I deep pumped him for a while, I needed to cum. He told me to tell him when I came so he could time his orgasm. The only downside was he stroked his dick too much while I was plowing him, I never liked when guys do that. It's like their in a hurry or something. But all in all it was mzing, I came huge a nd flooded his hole and he came all over his chest. Mmm.He was a sweet guy I totally would have cuddled with him too and told him so. He said, anytime you want. He said he wanted more, I know I do! And best part is he told me before we met this time that he's poz now! So we can be fuckbuddies hopefully.Next time I hope to last even longer if I'm not so horny :)It w a hot time! Love furry guys. He's a total jock too like me, real into ports, so huge turn on.

Joel picked up the bag I had thrown him earlier, looking inside he pondered the contents then reading the instruction popped a pill from each container, drank down a glass of water then went over to his laptop on the desk, opened up his web browser and proceeded to answer his e-mails and check on his Facebook. Joel then began researching the pills his godfather had given him, looking at the side effects and effectiveness studies etcetera. Joel then did what he never before even considered, while living at home, he did a search of gay web applications and sites, he grabbed his phone and opened play store and typed in gay in the search function, downloaded growlr, grinder, and guyspy opened A4A on his laptop and set up a profile, then began looking at all the available gay boys in his general location. His years of denying his homosexuality suddenly releasing the floodgates and his cock stood at full mast, leaking precum onto his sweat shorts. Before long his new profile had several views including a couple hot twink’s which upon viewing had Joel’s cock twitching and drooling even more, he smiled back at them, the hour was getting late although he wasn’t really sleepy so he went to lie down on the bed and flipped on the television over the armoire, flipping through the functions he raised that his god parents had a link to an external hard drive networked to stream movies, photos and music to the smart devices in the house. Joel searched through the movies then found an intriguing title, to which he hit play. The clip started out innocently enough with a couple of guys kicking around a soccer ball then they retreated to a home where they proceeded to caress and fondle each other, they were kissing and groping each other in their soccer shorts, when an older muscled guy comes in and catches them, then forces them to service his cock, Joel was rock hard, when the boys began jointly licking and sucking the engorged phallus and the older guy began moaning ”oh yeah get my juices flowing, lick up that toxic juice” Joel’s cock was flowing like he was pissing out precum, by the time the guy was alternating between plowing the two youths and they were begging for his Poz seed, Joel was almost ready to shoot when he turned off the porn playing on the television and crept down the hall to Ned and rick’s room, peering in the door he spied the pair about a foot and a half apart facing each other, he slowly crept into the room and climbed onto the bed between them then laid down on his back, Rick reached over and stroked his chest while Ned reached down to check the equipment. Rick rolled Joel onto his side and pressed his cock into Joel’s crack, Ned began kissing and caressing the boy as Rick slide his thick piece of meat home impaling Joel and causing him to grimace at the initial stab of pain. Ned rolled over and slid his ass down Joel’s cock, engulfing the phallus with his ass and gyrating his hips to fuck himself on the boy’s boner. As Rick fucked his godson he felt little regret at defiling the boy who had for years wiggled his sweet ass in front of the couple acting so sweet and innocent that and he knew this one was clean, unlike some of the others, Ned had brought home. Not to mention he could have never dreamt that his cute little godson would have such a sweet and fuckable ass, as he pumped into that ass he had to concentrate not to shoot to soon, Joel on the other hand was well on his way to the finish line as he was about to blow his negative load into Ned’s Poz hole, Ned moaned as he felt the monster in his ass swell and a warm sticky fluid jet out and hit his prostate causing him to jettison his Poz load onto the bed sheets, Joel’s clenching ass milking the load out of Rick. Joel fell asleep snuggled between us with ricks cock stoppering his ass from leaking too much until it shrank and withdrew from the boy’s tight ass only allowing a small amount of spooge to leak out. I fell asleep with two arms draped over my chest being cuddled by both Joel and Rick. Rick woke at his usual time and proceeded to fondle Joel before hopping out of bed to check his early morning internet haunts, stock quotes etc. Joel had rolled over during the night nestled between us and now had his ass turned up so that when I turned over my morning wood was in line to give him another shot of cream, I rolled over on top of the boy and slowly inserted my hard wood deep into his crack then wiggled it into his chute before beginning the pumping I and out of his tender hole, it only took about 5 minutes of fucking him before he began moaning that he was ready for release and begging me for my seed, I pumped my toxic load into his guts without slowing down or letting him know I was creaming inside him… I fained exhaustion and pulled out and rolled over just as Rick came back into the room and I had Joel join us in the shower where Rick allowed him to give his ass a try, Rick usually topped so his hole was tighter than mine and Joel didn’t last long while being milked by Rick’s talented ass muscles. After a exhilarating shower fuck we all dried off and got dressed for another day working and doing chores, Joel was running over to the college to meet up with some buddies from high school and to take care of some financial aid stuff, Rick went to work and I prepared for a exciting day of editing, some footage I really wasn’t ready to show Joel.

We hit the showers after our steam room encounter and as he was leaving with Carlos, his boy Javier dropped off his contact info for me, “see you around gringo” he quipped over his shoulder On the drive home Joel asked me about requesting Javier and Carlos’s status before allowing him to fuck him “well Joel, technically you’re still negative and I want to be sure you stay that way, for now at least and with him being so aggressive with you, I know he tore your hole abit, his boy was already filled with multiple loads so you’ll notice I didn’t disclose my status, but if he keeps lending his boys hole the boy is going to Poz up sooner or later might as well be sooner if my bug takes, which isn’t always the case” “But Ned, you breed me this morning” “Yes however I breed you with love and gentleness not like an animal rutting, to get his nut” We pulled into the drive way and headed into the house Once inside I grabbed Joel and embraced him, leading him back up to my room I removed his tee shirt and jeans, his boxer briefs did little to hide his new found excitement as I pulled those down and his hard cock bounced free, I turned him around and gently removed the plug. It was covered in ass slime and cum, I took a lick before handing it to Joel “clean that off with your tongue, that’s is what your ass currently taste like” With that I dove in rimming his hole and catching the escaping fluids on my tongue, it was bittersweet with a tinge of blood, got me rock hard as I slid my throbbing member into his spread hole. My cock gliding through the spooge in his rectum felt great as it was surrounding my cock, I lovingly stroked his rectum with my shaft pumping in and out with slow strokes the giving him some quick short jabs, he was moaning and begging me to fill him up again, I teased him for another five minutes before blasting my cream deep inside him. I let my cock shrivel and retreat on its own while laying on top of his belly and kissing his hot lips. After about a half hour I rolled off of Joel and went into the bathroom and took a piss, as the stream was hitting the porcelain Joel walked up behind me to piss alongside, I shook the last drops off, turned around and opened the medicine cabinet removing the bottle of meds, handed them to Joel “It’s not too late, these will help if you decide you want to stay negative” I walked out of the bathroom and went down stairs and to the kitchen to prep dinner and to fix a quick sandwich for lunch, I was feeling a bit remorseful about exposing the boy to the risk. I made two sandwiches and was about to call Joel down for lunch, when he appeared holding the bottle of pills “You do care for me don’t you? These are pills for PeP, you are trying to protect me” “Yes, yes and yes, there’s something you should know Joel, you researched the risk of HIV infection while having sex with someone on meds, and it is minimal as long as they are undetectable. Joel I haven’t been on meds for over six months now” Joel stood there for a bit and suddenly the weight of what I just told him struck him, the fact that he now had three loads of my high viral load semen in his rectum most likely soaking into his rectal walls and into his bloodstream, suddenly made him weak “Does this mean I’m going to get sick, will these really help?” “They can’t really hurt unless you have a reaction to them” Joel sat on a stool at the bar and looked at me, a look of pondering on his face, then he smiled “Guess I start taking the pills and we see what happens” “Yep that was the plan, child” We both ate lunch in silence, it was getting close to three and he offed to go pick up Rick at the office, I was behind on my editing so I said “sure drive safely you‘ll have my two prized possession in you hands” Joel and Rick showed up just as I was putting dinner in the oven, I poured Rick a beer and we discussed the day’s activities brushing over the part about Joel’s new found lust in his bear uncles. We ate dinner and watched a movie then headed to bed. We had been lying in bed for about 15 minutes when I rolled over “Honey what would you say if I told you Joel wasn’t as straight as we thought?” “What you mean?” “Well, what would you say if I told you he snuck into the shower and caressed my back and washed me down?” “I think your fantasies are getting the best of you” “And what if I told you he slide his cock in my ass and fucked me, and it’s still up there?” Rick held me and looked me in the eyes, I began to get a guilty shit eating grin on my face, and he fingered my hole, noticing a dampness he pressed in further “Damn boy had a huge load” “Told you so” He rolled me over and spit on my hole then tried to maneuver his cock into my hole, I wiggled my ass and handed him the lube “It’ll slide in easier if you use a little of this” He lube up my hole and his rod and slid in balls deep into the warm seed that was still coating my walls I moaned as he thrust up into me pumping me for a good five minutes before adding his seed to mingle with our god sons, he whispered to me “ I’ll take care of Joel in the morning

Joel was as inexperienced at sucking cock as he was at fucking, so his attempts were crude, although he did show promise. He might well, I thought, have a natural talent. He began by trying to go down on all eight inches, and naturally he choked and gagged several couple times, but with each plunge he seemed to be getting my cock deeper into his throat - with less effort and less gagging. And then suddenly he went all the way down and held it there massaging my head with his throat muscles. Except that he occasionally scraped my dick with his teeth, I would have shot my load down his throat. Moreover, as his technique improved I began feeling that pressure build up to a breaking point. He began playing with the plug in my ass, tapping on it and twisting and pulling on it to stimulate my sphincter, that and his improving ministrations on my cock head and shaft soon had me filling his throat and mouth with my three day load of toxic seed. Joel held the last couple of shots and the subsequent dribbles in his mouth savoring my seed on his tongue, as he moved himself up to share his bounty with me in a deep wet kiss, our kiss broke my reservations but not my concerns “You know this could be dangerous for you, your parent won’t be happy if you get my bug” “Then let’s not tell them, I know you have HIV, I saw the meds in your cabinet, found them a couple years back when I was snooping around in your medicine cabinet looking for prescription drugs to take, but I don’t think they know, I researched the names on the internet and realized that’s what they were for” “You are,… were a bad boy, so you still want to continue knowing what you know” “I’ve researched the risks of someone on meds, and read up on recent articles, I would like to take my chances, and if being fuck is half as hot as fucking, I want you to be my first” I couldn’t argue with his reasoning as I embraced him again my cock stiffening as it rubbed against his rippled abs, we lay there on the bed intertwined, wrestling and making out for about a half hour before I worked my way back down to his teenage cock and began sucking on his drooling tool, I removed the plug from my hole and using his spunk and my ass juices to start working it into his hole, I could see his discomfort as it began to penetrate his once, one way chute, working his own spooge into his hole, my ass juices laced with small traces of blood would soon join his as I not so gently pushed it in ripping him a bit until it was lodged in his hole, I licked around the plug teasing his stretched hole before pulling it out and shoving it back in several times. He moaned and wiggled on the bed as I alternately played with his ass and sucked on everything between his cock and his now puckering ass hole, I finally pulled the plug from his hole and tossed it aside, and began eating his virgin teen hole slobbering as much spit on his hole as I could, he was moaning louder now as I lifted my head from between his crotch to see the look of ecstasy on his face. His legs were already locked with his arms behind his knees holding them back for maximum exposure of his sweet ass and genitals, I pulled his cock back and gave it a couple licks and sucks as I lined my rock hard cock up with his hole, I pushed forward and just the tip entered his intersanctum, his eyes shoot open “You ok, Joel” “That’s incredible Ned, feels great” With that I sank a little more into the boy, I could see him grimacing a bit as I worked my tool into his hole, finally my whole shaft was buried in his no longer virgin ass, I leaned down and kissed him as I began to gyrate inside him, riding his hole moving in and out and across his prostate with the head of my cock. “Oh fuck yeah, fuck my hole, make me your boy” “Fuck yeah, you got a nice hole boy, going to wreck this hole, make it mine” Since had already released the three day load from me my urgency to cum was gone so I managed to be able to fuck his hole in various position and speeds. After about thirty minutes of pounding the boys hole and leaking my potentially toxic pre-cum on his intestinal walls the pressure began building and I started pumping in and out of him faster and harder our sex banter getting louder and nastier as we went “Where you want this cum boy, I’ll pull out now if you want me too” “Oh Ned fuck your toxic load into me, give me your Poz baby batter” “You want my Poz load in you boy?” “Oh yeah knock me up with your dirty seed” “Oh yeah boy here it cums” With that I pushed in as far as I could, his eyes opening wider as I breached his inner ring and flooded his guts with my poisoned seed, I orgasmed harder then I had in several months, I fell onto Joel my cock still buried in his hole and kissed my protégé hard on the lips and began gyrating inside him again, working the seed into his walls, I was still hard as I worked my cock into him some more. I flipped him over and began a new assault doggie style until a shot another load deep in his boy cunt. I pulled out as my cock began to soften and reached over on the floor and grabbed the butt plug and slid it up his battered hole

I dressed and headed down to the kitchen to have some breakfast, even as the seed squishing around in my gut. I poured myself some cereal in a bowl and began eating when Joel entered the room. Looking sheepish and a little embarrassed, he poured himself a bowl of cereal and we both munched in silence. I finished my bowl and rinsed it off in the sink before putting it in the dishwasher. Joel was about finished with his as I walked up behind him and gave him a gentle hug, he leaned back and turned his head to give me a kiss. I turned him around as our tongues intertwined. I couldn’t believe this 18 year old twink was making out with me, his godfather, a 46 year old daddy muscle bear. We broke our embrace and he said “Ned, I'm sorry for earlier. I was walking by your room and heard the shower running, saw you in under the stream and just had to have you.” “I always thought you claimed to be straight.” “I always thought I was, although I have had crushes on guys, and you always made me quiver.” “I have?” “Well not always, but the last couple of years I’d get hard when you were near or I thought about you.” “You have....” With that I began to smirk. He was rock hard in his basketball shorts, and it was obvious he was going commando as I could see the outline of his long slender penis through the flimsy material. "Yeah, and when I saw you in the shower this morning, my cock began to stiffen and I thought 'What the hell?' and I just dropped my shorts and joined you. Did you enjoy it when I soaped you down?” “I did and I also enjoyed your staff penetrating my ass and when you deposited your seed.” He blushed a little when I mentioned him shooting his load in my hole. “I didn’t mean to do that it just happened, but it felt amazing.” I hugged him again and we made out for a couple minutes. “So, what are your plans today, stud?” I asked. “To be your fuck toy, Daddy.” With that he took my hand and lead me up to his room. He removed my tee shirt, shorts and then pushed me back onto the bed, taking my cock into his hands. He gently kissed and licked the head before sucking it and the first few inches into his mouth.

The following is purely a work of fiction from my perverted mind and any similarities between anyone living or dead is purely coincidental also any statements made to the benefits of having HIV or taking meds is totally fictitious as well. Peter spent a lot of time helping with the construction of the gym/playroom over the next few days as I went off to work each morning to prepare for the upcoming school term. As the walls and partitions went up in the garage area of the room the unused garage area soon was transformed into a locker room and sauna area with steam room and dry saunas. Being as it was for private use I had them install the plumbing for the toilet and urinal in the shower area with a special hose tap for cleaning out. By the end of the week we were screwing on the green board in the locker area and the masonry board in the sauna and shower area. Our gym was beginning to shape up as we patched up the dry wall where necessary and installed I bolts in the ceiling where needed. Billy began drywall taping the ceiling and walls on Friday as we sealed and taped in the locker/shower area. Friday night I asked billy if they had been taking care of Peter’s needs while I was at work and Billy told me that lenny had especially taken good care of our plumber, Billy described that Peter liked fucking lenny then eating his cum out after he shoot in Lenny’s hole While Billy plowed him and made his deposit. He told me that they fooled around on just about every break < coffee, lunch, and afternoon> At the office the parade of young flesh came to a halt on Thursday morning as I interviewed the last team player, I don’t think I ever went softer than half mast all week long of interviews, my warm up pants showing a large precum stain on the interior as it leaked through my jock. Thursday afternoon was my first group meeting with the swim, diving and water polo teams then a general meeting with all teams attending in the wrestling room, it being the only room to hold all the players comfortably. My first group the swim team looked like an interesting group of guys, having interviewed them individually was one thing but to put them all in the same conference room together made my cock twitch. I started out by having all the new members introduce themselves to the other team members and tell something about themselves. Several of the new freshmen who I suspected were batting for my or both teams were very reserved when making introductions and the older players were hinting that they would be tested to see if they belonged in the ranks. The captain of the team got up and spoke telling the guys that they should be honored to be included in this almost sacred fraternity of athletes, and hinted that by the end of the season they would all be feeling the bonds of brotherhood. After the meeting I spoke to the captain and told him that my house would be ready for team parties by the first couple weeks of the semester, he just smiled and said he was looking forward to getting to know me better and I invited him to a BBQ on Sunday to see the house. The diving and water polo team meeting were similar and the same invite was offered to both of those captains as well. The general meeting was mainly for information and to size up the teams, getting a feeling on how well they got along and making a mental note of who I might want to house in my home (the college would compensate me for room and board for the athletes who stayed with me) many of the guys were already friends and there appeared to be a inter team bond that already existed. Many of the boys seemed very close already, and I mean beyond the normal friendship bonds. On Friday I meet with the wrestling team in the conference room and got to know them as a group, taking note of the groupings and who sat near who and who seemed close etc. I noticed a few who almost acted like couples, threesomes in the room including Yee and his little clique of buddies who I was sure he told them of his seeding in Andy’s office, and I looked forward to plowing their hot holes as well. I was able to go home after the wrestling meeting and found Billy cock buried balls deep in Peter, while our plumber was eating out what looked like a river of cum from Lenny’s hole. I fixed a sandwich and ate as the boys played with the plumber then took my turn seeding his hole, sliding into his well-used and cum filled ass I thought of all those hot wrestlers begging for my loads as I deflowered their sweet negative hole one by one, though I was sure that some may already be converting after Yee started spreading my demon seed to his buddies. I had already in 2 weeks had seeded 3 members of my teams , two unknowing that they would be on my teams and one in my bosses office while my boss got blown. We finished up applying drywall mud and tape to the gym walls and ceiling and after a light sanding I put Billy to work priming the drywall for painting, all the while I worked with peter in the locker room making sure all the plumbing was roughed in and we began preparing to tile the steam room and shower area. Peter finished installing the equipment for the steam room and running the fire sprinkler system throughout the locker room area. On Friday we also had a guy come in and tar the floor in the wet areas of the room (shower, steam room, dry sauna and under the lockers)thus sealing the floors and the drains against any leaks. I then let the boys have some fun with the guy and he managed to plow both boys before they got to dump on or in him. With most of the rough work done on the areas I felt confident we could have the project done by the end of the first week of school. We partied a bit Friday night and the Peter and the floor sealant guy stayed for diner and ended up being dessert for us as we all swam, sucked and fucked into the night. Saturday morning the Boys woke up late and found me rummaging through the garage for some stuff to take to work on Monday, The first day of school now just a week away, and freshman orientation for the teams just 4 days away on Tuesday. I also dragged out 3 boxes that had arrived while the boys and I were traveling across the country. I carried the boxes into the house and put them in the closet under the stairs. As the boys ate their breakfast we went over the chores for the day, Painting the gym ceiling and lower walls, cleaning up the floor and prepping it for flooring a rubberized cement on which a glaze was painted and I was going to start tiling the shower area and maybe the steam room and dry sauna. By mid-morning the boys had half the ceiling painted the dark blue we had picked out, making the eye bolts almost completely disappear in the section they had painted. During the week an electrician had come in and had wired the locker room and shower area where electrical (lighting and outlets near the sinks as well as some wall sockets in the locker room portion) was needed and installed wiring for lighting and outlets in the gym area as well. I had finished laying the Floor tile in the shower area as well as the steam room and was waiting for the mastic to set up so I could finish tiling the locker room area. It was closing in on lunch so I went in and fixed the boys and I some sandwiched and dished out some potato salad for each of us. I called to the boys lunch was ready , and they came in in their usual attire Basketball shorts, they were splatter with paint and looked so sexy, their ripped bodies with a coat of perspiration punctuated by strips and dots of dark Blue paint, cocks semi hard and bouncing in their shorts. They grabbed their sandwiches and salad on a plate and went out onto the patio to eat their meal. I was just about through with my lunch when the doorbell rang, I got up to answer it and found a delivery person waiting at the door, he had my mirrors for the gym as well as some workout equipment. I opened the garage door and had him place it against the back wall away from household traffic, he looked thirsty so I offered him some lemonade, and he accepted and followed me to the kitchen where he saw Billy and Lenny Making out nude by the pool. He gulped his lemonade and turned bright pink, as he turned away from the window to me his hard-on was evident in his pants, “need some help with that” I asked glancing down at his erection he stammered and blushed even redder I didn’t let him really answer as I stroked his cock through his pants and dropped to my knees and began chewing on the fabric. He had little choice but to undo his pants and drop them as I slobbered on his trousers or risk having to go the rest of the day with a huge wet spot. I deep throated his cock and he shot within minutes deep down my throat. I informed him I would have more equipment and other supplies coming and hoped he would be delivering them, and the boys would take good care of him as well. After Lunch and my liquid protein dessert I returned to the locker room and the boys pulled their shorts back on after a quick dip in the pool and they finished the ceiling. By midafternoon, early evening they had also painted the lower sections of the walls with a light green paint. I had finished tiling the steam room and dry sauna and had begun working my way up the walls in the shower area, Peter had come over and we hung the urinal on the wall and hooked it up so I could tile around it he also brought in the toilet and we set It to one side as I needed to grout before setting it in place, I was making real progress and Peter commented that I was doing good Just before I began sticking my tongue down his throat and fondling his cock and balls through his flimsy shorts he was wearing. We moved out to the locker room area and he began nibbling on my nipples as I fingered his ass beneath his almost now ripped off shorts. We had built raised wooden platforms for the lockers and I placed one of the benches on top of the platform and began fucking him hard, the bench rocking beneath our weight and motion. The boys came in to see what the commotion was and soon were joining the fray Lenny stuffing his cock in Peter’s mouth and Billy taking Peter’s cock in his. I pounded in and out for about five minutes before Peter’s orgasm and clenching ass took me over the edge and I blasted inside while Billy sucked every last drop from his cock then dribbled it out of his mouth into Peters as he sucked on Lenny’s soon to be exploding meat. Peter left drained and filled with our spunk, but not before turning the water back on and testing out the urinal hanging on the wall. After Peter left I went in to inspect the work in the gym and to my satisfaction the boys did a great job on the ceiling and the lower walls, Then I told them that the end walls need to be painted all the way to the ceiling (or at least 2” from the ceiling as I was going to put up coving at the ceiling line). I went out to the garage and grabbed a couple of lighting tracks and screwed them across the ceiling and then hooked up the wires, I put a few lights onto the tracks and tested the wall switch and the room was illuminated for the first time. It was getting to be dinner time and I asked the boys if they wanted pizza, they replied only if Jay got to deliver them, I laughed and said I’d do my best to get him out here. Jay arrived about 40 minutes later with 2 pizzas and a raging hard on. We teased him and asked if he had time to join us and he said this was his last run and he did it on his way back to the dorms as a favor to his boss. He joined us in eating the pies on the patio as the boys fondled him and slowly undressed him. After dinner we all ended up in the spa making out with Jay and making his hard on even harder till finally Lenny forced it into his ass and Jay shoot his load into him. Jay soon was riding me while making out with Billy until Billy laid him back on me and slid his cock in next to mine, we double fucked Jay for about 5 minute before Billy shoot coating my cock with his spunk and making the ride even more slippery, I soon blasted my load deep in jay as he collapsed on top of me. We were all spent and it was getting late so I asked jay if he wanted to spend the night, of which he agreed. The boys slept in their own bed that night while Jay cuddled with me. To Be continued – Final finishes – freshman jitters

My first stealth load was about 6 years ago (disregarding a broken condom, which I class as an accident rather than intentional which I feel is integral to it being by stealth). A Spanish guy I'd sucked off previously. He was very dom, big into slapping my face with his cock and face-fucking or otherwise controlling my head with his hands, and being verbal throughout. He had been asking after fucking me since we first contacted (through Gaydar). But both times we had met previously I had not been able to douche as was travelling direct from work. When he texted this time, I was at home. When I let him know he told me to "get clean and wet for putting my cock in you" and I obliged, doing a thorough douche and prelubing and stretching with the narrower of my buttplugs. When I got there, he had me strip to my boxers, as usual, then we went through the usual routine of him using my mouth, with a lot more ball-sucking then usual but otherwise as he had done before, slapping me with his cock and telling me what to do. I spotted the signs that he was getting close, shorter thrusts while jammed as far in as I could manage, when he abruptly pulled out and let me go. "Turn around" he said, while he ripped open a condom pack. I bent over the couch as indicated and watched as he rolled the rubber on, then spread a medium dollop of KY on the head of his encased cock. He pulled down my pants, yanked out the buttplug and lined up his cock. He repeated "Turn around" so I turned my head away, but that wasn't enough. He pushed my face down into the couch, put his other hand on the small of my back and tried to drive his cock right up in one go. I half-strangled a shout of pain, as he wasn't small and the lube ran out after about an inch of shaft, despite my prep. He made a tutting noise and pulled it out. I started to lift my head to see if all was ok, but he pushed it back down, gruffly saying "No stay". I heard the squirt of the KY tube, followed by what sounded like it being slathered over rubber. Then he applied a squirt directly onto my ass, and fingered it in. Then there was the sound of more slathering, and I guess if I'd been thinking straight I might have noticed a different quality to the sound. I reckoned afterwards that he had slipped off the condom directly after the first failed attempt, covering the sound with working the KY in his other hand. In any case, he repeated the earlier assault, and it went more or less straight up in one long shove, not without pain, but nowhere near as sore as it was the first time. At that point, I wasn't even considering whether it was bare, I was just glad that it wasn't going to rip my sphincter in two, like I thought the first time. I put the easier entry down to having more lube applied. But as I found out (after about five minutes of very hard fucking, when finally he started grunting, shot his load [and this guy was a big cummer too] then slapped my ass and pulled out) when I lifted my head, his cock was bare and slimy. I looked for a condom in his hand, but saw none. I instinctively offered to suck his cock, and then my stealthing was confirmed when he said "Is dirty" and went into the bathroom to wash it. I looked around and saw the discarded condom on the floor by the couch, untainted by any cum. I got dressed and left. We didn't talk about it then in any way, but the next time he texted, the message was "Fuck now? jelly, no condom". I told him I would be clean enough to suck him after, and it was never mentioned again. He fucked me bare and went ass-to-mouth every time thereafter. Never caught anything from him nor passed him anything, and we met roughly once a week or so for 4 months before he moved back home to Spain. Happy days.

met a freaky guy about an hour ago in the rambles. ate his ass, fucked him, dropped a load.....sucked it out