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After I'm clean up Joey take me to get something to eat in the kitchen. I ask where Sam & Lenny are , Joey says they are away for 5 days. I sit there looking at Joey and his hot body and say to my self could I be this lucky. We start to talk as to what will happen to me , He says soon I will have the family POZ blood running through my body just like him. They will Monitor my health and if need be put my on meds. Joey says he is on meds and is shooting blank seed and that Sam & Lenny went off meds to knock me up. I ask when will we know when I'm knock up , he laughs and says we will know very soon when I get the fuck flu. Sam says to me that I will get the same body mods like him, PA , nipple ring right side ,Guiche piercing, nose ring with a unremovable steel ring around my neck that will be wielded. Joey says to me that I will be just like him and will be working for Sam & Lenny at we do best. We go out side to the pool and take dip , when we get out I can take my eyes off Joey and my dick is as hard as a rock and Joey puts me on the massage table and pours warm oil over me and starts to rub it in. All I can think about how much I would like to fuck Joey right now. When he turns me over he puts his tongue just on the head and I'm about to cum as I see pre cum coming out. I can feel his fingers in my ass as he now goes all the way down and I explode. Joey comes over to my face and kisses me and spits my load back into my mouth, he say my cum is not worth swallowing as it still is negative cum is worthless. After 5 day of just laying around and playing around Sam & Lenny come home as planed. They take me to a room I have not been in, it's just like an operating room everything spotless clean with very bright lights. Sam says we normally do this after you are converted into the family but they want me to know that as of now I am even before they know their seed has taken. They will be giving the same body piercing as I have seen on Joey and tomorrow the wielder will be over to put the metal ring around my neck. The piercing of the Guiche was not bad nor was the Prince Albert but the nose and nipple ring was off the charts for pain. Glad I only received one nipple ring. A few hours when I went to pee did that BURN and was pain full and Sam kept tell me to drink lots of water to keep it clean. In the following weeks Sam & Lenny were breeding me and slamming me with lots of Tina and G. Im at the point where I'm willing to do anything for a slam, booty bumps. Being fuck for hours with non stop fucking , sucking dick is how I want to live my life now. About 6 weeks later after my first breeding session with Sam & Lenny I woke up not feeling well. I went to Sam and he said to just stay in bed for now. Sam & Joey come to see me later , I tell them I have sore throat very tried Sam feel my head and say you are running a fever and gives me a thermometer to see how high its 102. Sam says either you have very bad cold or your body is being converted over to our family. We will wait a till this cold passes and do a few test. For 10 days I laid in bed till this cold broke , I could not eat much was sweating all the time and just want to know what was wrong. Sam, Lenny & Joey waited on me and took very good care of me Sam would check in on me 4 to 6 times a day. Went I started to get out of bed Joey was there to help me take a shower as the fever had broken and my body was not aching with pain. I got on the scale as I saw what I look like in the mirror and I did not to good. I went onto the scale and saw I was at 105lb. SHIT as I was 120lb. Before I get out of the shower and Sam wants to take some test. The first one takes 20 minutes the other one he draws some blood and does some test in his office and comes back and says you and now a full blood member of the family. He says my number say I'm highly toxic and in a few weeks when I get my strength back we will go out have find some bug chasers who would want to be seeded.

4. I didn’t have long to wait after the first guy was done with me. It seemed like word had gotten out that there was a free cock that was open for riding. I must have had at least 6 guys come in all of them bottoms working my cock to frenzy. Pounding their asses on my raw dick and shooting their cum all over my face. As I lay there panting and once again humping empty air I heard another bottom come in to ride my cock. I felt a warm tongue clearing away the cum from my face and eyes. The filthy fucker was damn hungry for it too. In under a minute he had cleaned away the most of it, though my eyes still burned. As I cracked open my eye I wish he hadn’t. He was old and one of those trolls that you know has been taken raw cock since the 70’s. his skin hung on his frame and his belly was slightly distended. I knew he had to be sick at least with one if not more STIs. His hands roughly grabbed my cock and pulled out the plug and the ring. Clear slightly pink fluid dribbled out. My piss slit must have been chaffed from all thos fuckers bouncing on my cock. The toxic fucker reached into the drawer and pulled out a toothbrush and grabbed my cock. Furiously working the stiff bristles all over my over sensitive head. I screamed into my gag and tried to thrash back and forth as the brush scrapped the shaft and head of my cock , causing little abrasions all over. Smiling at me the fucker licked the tooth brush and then shoved it in his own ass. A mix of pain and pleasure going across his face as he tore up his own hole. My eye got wide in fear as he climbed on top of me and began rubbing his bloodied hole against my scratched and raw cock. “Shhhhhh sweet boy gonna give you one more ride tonight and make it all sink in. After me so few people will fuck you I know I will have you back. And you can fuck me all the time like I want. Yes no one will want your dirty poz cock in their asses but I will. Though I doubt I will be the one to give it to you. All those poz loads on your face and in your eyes, im sure you must have caught something by now” With that he sank onto my cock and the feeling was amazing. I moaned into the gag as I slide into his loose hole. The cum and blood in his ass making the perfect lube mixing with the blood and cum on my cock. I was so warm in him so smooth it felt amazing. He rocked back and forth slowly working my cock and milking me with his well-trained ass muscles. He was jacking his cock leaking poz precum all over me. Soon I could see his breathing start to get harder and my heart sank. He was going to shoot before me and I was going to be left still hard and horny. I started to fuck faster getting closer and closer, pounding my raw cock into his hole. Feeling every scape and scratch and working his toxic ass and previous loads into me cock . Finally I hit the edge and pushed over climaxing and arching my back so hard I lifted us both off the bed, just as he shot his loads raining down on my face and belly. As I came down form my orgasm I must have passed out. The next thing I knew I was waking up in the bed and my arms and legs were untied. My poor deflated and bruised cock lay limp on my thigh where I noticed I had also been bruised after hours of been slammed into. On the dresser next to the bed was a card that read “You were good as a top…wanna try bottom?” and listed a phone number on the back I dragged my aching body to the showers and cleaned off and trudged home wondering what I would do…

I grew up in ST Louis but now live in burbs of KC. I became poz about 30 years ago and I became the sober good safe sex guy but after my lover died and then all my poz friends had gone back to barebacking when the new HIV meds came out. Although I have relatively good looks, negative guys would turn me down because I was poz and poz guys just wanted me to give up being sober and bareback anyone anytime. I was confused and horny. My friends in AA said you will met the right guy but it wasn’t happening. I started going to sites like BBRT and Breeding Zone. I finally broke down one night and went back to the baths. It was great to fuck without rubber to feel my cum go down a guy’s ass and to take loads too but now guys were offering me serious drugs. Pot made me goofy but I always fantasized about doing Meth. All the stories in Breeding Zone made it sound incredible but there were also the risks. I finally decided I didn’t care and I hooked up with a guy who was having supplied delivered to house. He wanted to help him slam and I agreed if I could smoke some Tina. He got out the glass cock pipe put a few shards in and lit the torch took a hit and showed me how to do it. Soon I was shotgunning with him and was incredibly horny. I tried to slam him but his veins were bad so his supplier came in and slammed us both. He started to give me the same amount as my new found Tina friend but I told him this was my first time. He slammed with a much smaller dose and then the supplier slammed himself and gave us some extra Tina if we would fuck together. My partner and I agreed and we were up from 7 at night until 4 in the afternoon fucking and fisting. We had Gatorade and lots of water and took some vitamins earlier. I felt tired and had a bit of a headache but I am kicking in big time for the stash next week. I don’t know where this road will go but I am enjoying the ride. I cannot pretend to think I will be a normal user but who knows? http://www.asspig.com/home

I think its hot, but I don't think videos taken from the viewpoint of the top looking down on his dick going in and out are very hot at all. If a top asks to do that I always say yes but I take out my camera or laptop as well and tell him I'm doing it too. I also download his footage before he leaves and I usually edit the two together. That makes a hot video. You can see my videos on my blog. Google me. They are on my blog, xtube and rauchyfuckers.com

If my face isn't being shown, I don't care so much. But I think these things should be discussed before someone just whips out a camera. If you are concerned, tell the guy to film with your phone and then you send him the video. That way, you can control if your face was shown. Don't trust anyone to handle footage of you having sex - not even a fuck buddy. That's my two cents.

My luck is turning!! Friend of mine...can refer to him as "MAX" for some obvious reasons...called to say has several men lined up for tomorrow and wanted to know if I would be the bottom for them tomorrow afternoon...as long as I hosted of course...small price to pay..after about a 10 second pause to catch my breath, well...looks like tomorrow gonna be a good day!!!!!

This guy sounds like a total psychopath. I am shocked that the police say they can't do anything here. This day in age, with all the tracking technology, I find it odd that they can't find where he lives based on his phone number or IP address. Any names he has given you shouldn't matter. He sounds like a dangerous individual. I wouldn't play around with him. You have enough proof based on threatening phone calls, text messages, and his actions when you have seen him in person. Get a restraining order, tell him you aren't fucking around with him anymore, and that if he approaches you or makes contact with you again, his ass is going to jail.

Last week cruised a hot latino who was hanging out on the street outside of my building on my way home from work. When I got him in my apartment I realized he was wasted, so he was happy to get naked in my bed and let me work on his dick. I moved up to get ready to line him up with my hole, and he freaked out and insisted on a condom. Damn it! We fucked a couple of times with a condom, but he kept not wanting to cum, so we alternated blow jobs and fucking until three hours later he left. I was pretty sexually aggravated, so the next day after work I texted an older Jewish guy who had promised to load me next change I got. He invited me over, so I ran down to his place and spent an hour making out, 69ing, and getting rimmed before he got his thick dick in me. He told me he wanted to seed me, so I started dirty talking and begging him to breed and cum deep inside his newly owned ass. He came in less than five minutes hearing me beg. I was still hard when I left him because I was making mental plans for my walk home since he lives right next to a cruising area I rarely stop in. I am definitely stopping by more often. It was about 7pm and was still pretty light, and there were only a few people in the park enjoying the weather. As soon as I got near the entrance of a cruisey trail, an older, very dark skinned black guy appeared and stared me down. I smiled at him and he followed me with his eyes as I walked down the path. I waited for him to catch up, and he whispered to follow him. We passed another beautiful hunk of a black man - light skin, short-trimmed facial hair, chiseled features, amazing gym-sculpted body - and I made a mental note to come back for him. The first guy led me to a semi-secluded spot and whipped out an uncut dick quickly hardening. I got my mouth on it, and a few seconds later the second black guy came to watch. I'm used to being a little more hidden, but he was so hot and I was determined to suck him next, so I just kept on sucking. After about five minutes the first guy whispered something and started cumming in my mouth. He pulled out, cleaned up, and walked away without another word. The second guy was standing next to the first when he came, so I was salivating at the thought of seeing this guy's dick. He waited a few minutes for the first guy to leave and seemed to be watching for anyone else. I started to get nervous that he was going to bolt. Suddenly he turned to me, unzipped his fly, and asked, "Are you going to suck this big black dick, bitch?" as whipped out a thick, probably seven inch cut dick with the biggest cock head I have ever seen. He was hard as a rock and I latched out and never let go. My hand went to his balls, and he had been sweating out in the heat - he smelled glorious! He kept talking to me while I sucked - "Do you like that black dick? When I saw you walk by I knew I wanted you to suck this dick. Did you swallow that other guy? Did he cum in your mouth? Can I get your number so you can suck this dick anytime and I can stop coming to this stupid park?" He pulled out of my mouth a few times because he was getting close and told me he was enjoying this too much to cum yet. I kept looking to make sure no one else would stumble upon us, but he told me to stop and just pay attention to my dick. Of course he didn't care when a 30yo white guy walked by and got a great view of me swallowing his dick, but I was pretty nervous about it. A few minutes later the guy walked by again, but something about the situation clicked in my head and I winked at him while he watched us. With a load in my hole and a load in my stomach, sucking this god of a man in the middle of a park in the city being watched by others, I felt pretty good about life. Finally he told me he was going to shoot, and he filled my mouth with some powerful spurts of cum that hit the back of my throat. I swallowed every drop. As he cleaned himself off, he said I was better than his boyfriend. Said my goodbyes and headed home.

I'm tied down to this bench taking the biggest dicks I have seen have the time of my life as they pound my hole and I get the honor of sucking and cleaning them off after they dump another load in me. I don't know how many loads I've taken by Sam & Lenny as the drugs of Tina & G have put me in a glorious haze of getting breed and becoming part of this family. I don't remember being taken off the bench or how I got into this bed but as I wake up I feel something in my hole and I'm in Joey arms on his chest. Joey looks at me as I wake up, says are you ok? I say yes but how did I get here and what's in my hole. Joey says that I took every load Sam & Lenny had to give even as I kept asking for more and more. They said I came in here as a tight ass virgin and left with a wreck bleeding hole asking for more. I ask what's in my hole and Joey said it's a 2 inch butt plug to make sure all of Sam & Lenny seed gets absorbed into my body it will help you convert over to our family faster. Joey rolls me over on my stomach and pulls out the plug and it HURTS, the plug is covered in some blood and Joey says its like my body has absorbed all of Sam & Lenny toxic load. I'm taken to the shower and we start to soap each other up and both our dicks are hard so I get on my knees and take Joey pierced dick in my mouth , he grabs my head I almost took the whole thing. He drops a load tells me to swallow it all. I get up and he starts to kiss me darting his tongue in and out of my mouth wile the water is running over us. He then goes to work my nipples over and I have never felt such waves of passion going through my body as Joey puts his hand on my dick and I explode.

[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.

PART I In the summer of my senior year in high school, I had just turned 18, I suddenly started looking less like a boy and more like a man. I gained 20 pounds of muscle, jumping two full weight classes on the wrestling team. My chest became muscular and defined almost overnight. My boyish stomach developed into six distinct muscles that flexed and tightened on demand. In addition, my ass wasn’t flat anymore - it was a genuine bubble butt, a jockboy muscle ass. Even my dick seemed to get fatter and longer. Girls started noticing me. And something else started happening, also: when I walked around town, the occasional man would shoot hungry glances at me, devouring me with his eyes. The truth is, I wanted to be devoured, and every night, when I quietly jacked my dick under the covers, I’d think about my wrestling coach, Mr. Pitt. He was in his late 30s, with jet-black hair and dark, playful, wolfish eyes. He always had a thick layer of scruff on his square jaw, and his torso was just fucking perfect: I’d never seen him with his shirt off, but he definitely had a hairy chest, and his hard pecs were always visible under his tight-fitting polo shirt. From the moment I met the guy, I jacked off almost every night wondering what his cock looked like, imagining what it would be like to touch that chest, that hair, those nips. The assistant wrestling coach, Mr. Strickland, was every bit as hot. A former college wrestler now in his mid-20s, he was a dirty-blond, green-eyed Midwestern jock dude with a massive bulge in his crotch. One time I happened to see him playing basketball shirtless, and I just stopped and stared: his schlong bounced up and down in his loose gym shorts, and his muscled chest was covered with a sexy layer of dark-blond fur. Coach Pitt and Coach Strickland—the brown-haired dude and the blond guy. They were like the Hardy Boys, all grown up, strutting around the halls of our high school with their dress pants stretched tight around their cocks. At the beginning of my senior year, Coach Pitt started paying a lot more attention to me. He made me team captain. He and I would often demonstrate wrestling moves together, and sometimes his hand would linger on my ass after he’d pinned me to the mat. And like all team captains at our school, I was responsible for helping him clean up the equipment after practice - which meant that I got to the locker room 30 minutes late every night, after all my teammates were gone. Then I’d shower by myself, get dressed, and head home. But something funny happened about a week before Christmas: after my shower, I was toweling off in front of my locker, bending over the bench to grab my briefs. And I swear I felt someone staring at me. I turned back toward Coach Pitt’s office, but he was concentrating on some paperwork at his desk. I began slipping my briefs up my calves and thighs, snapping the elastic around my butt, and again I sensed someone was watching - but when I looked up, Coach Pitt wasn’t looking at all. I figured my mind was just playing tricks on me. The next night was even weirder. After I got dressed, I walked past Coach Pitt’s office. His office was composed of two rooms: the front room facing the lockers, and a back room suited for physical therapy and private meetings. The door to the backroom was just barely open, and through the crack I could see Coach watching something on a computer. His back was turned to me, but as I looked closer, I could see that it was porn. And not just any porn - it was gay porn. From what I could tell, Coach Pitt had both of his hands on his cock, jacking like crazy to a scene where some dude was pounding a tight muscle hole. But then he suddenly froze in place, as if he could sense me watching. He tilted his head to the side, listening. And before he could turn around, I ducked out of the locker room and into the night. The next day was the last day of school before Christmas break. As I showered up, Coach Pitt poked his head into the shower room. “Hey, buddy,” he said. I looked over at him. He was only wearing a towel loosely draped around his hips. I stared at his perfect hairy chest, his taut abs, the dense thicket of hair just above his cock bulge. His body was even hotter than I’d imagined in all my jack-off fantasies. A few moments passed before I realized that I was staring. Startled, I looked toward the wall. “Didn’t mean to scare you, Lance,” Coach said, cracking a devilish grin. “Do you mind if I shower in here? The shower in my office is on the fritz.” I shrugged, trying not to reveal my excitement. “Cool,” I managed to croak. He swaggered to the opposite wall and turned on a showerhead. Meanwhile, my cock, no longer a boy’s little dick, but a man’s cock, fat and veiny, began to throb and grow. Then I heard his voice “You’re looking really great these days, Lance.” I turned around to look at him, and saw something I hadn’t even dared to see in my dreams. Coach Pitt stood under a full stream of water, his eyes closed, his face turned upward into the shower, shampoo streaming down his torso, down his abs. As my eyes descended down his body along with the water and the suds, I saw that everything was cascading around his giant cock. He was completely hard. His beautiful dick extended a full nine inches from his abs - a man’s cock, that made me feel like a boy all over again. Panicked, I turned back to stare at the wall. My dick was also now totally hard. I wasn’t sure what to do. Then Coach Pitt spoke. “Hey, Lance? Everything okay?” After a moment’s hesitation, I rotated my torso to face him, trying to hide my giant boner. He was still standing underneath the water, but now his legs were shoulder-width apart, his hands tweaking his nips, his hard cock visibly twitching. And there was a big ol’ grin on his handsome, scruffy face. I stared openly. I didn’t want to say anything. If this was a dream, I didn’t want to wake myself up. “You have the cutest fuckin’ butt, dude,” he said, reaching down to yank on his dick. “I’ve jacked my cock so many times thinking about your little jock ass.” He paused, then smiled. “You like my dick, huh? I knew you were a little cockhound the moment I saw you at your first practice back in freshman year.” I kept staring. He let out a low chuckle, then gripped his cock with his hand, the muscles in his forearm tensing as he began jerking off in front of me. “You wanna touch my dick, Lance?” he asked. “It’s cool, buddy. Just say it. You wanna touch Coach’s cock, huh?” I nodded. “What was that, boy?” “Yes, Coach, I want to touch your dick.” His smile got even bigger. “Good boy,” he said. “You smoke weed?” “Yes, Coach.” “C’mon, then,” he said. “Let’s go to my office. Hang out. Have a little fun. Cool?” “Yeah, OK,” I said, my body shaking with excitement. I followed him through the front office and into the back office. He closed and locked the door, then turned to face me. He brushed his hand against my chest, then reached around to the small of my back, drawing me closer to him. I could feel the heat of his breath. “Actually,” he said, “wanna try something even more fun than pot?” “Sure, yeah,” I answered. At that point I would have done anything - absolutely anything - to keep this dream from ending. He walked over to a desk drawer, opened it, and removed a glass pipe. “You’ll like this, buddy,” he said. All I could do was nod. I couldn’t believe I was standing in Coach Pitt’s office, the two of us in nothing but towels. “Here: put it to your mouth. I’ll light it. Wait. Just wait for it. You’ll see a little wisp of smoke coming out of this hole here, and then you start inhaling. Now. Start. Good boy. There you go. Keep inhaling. Good.” I blew out a cloud of white smoke. “Do it again,” he said. I obeyed. And a third time. And a fourth. Then he took the pipe and lit it for himself, blowing the smoke into my mouth, then kissed me, his beard rough against my lips. He growled, asking “How ya doing, buddy?” I wasn’t sure how to answer that. My head was buzzing. My cock was unbelievably hard. And something in my butt - well, it almost ached. Like the beginning of a hunger pang I’d never felt before. Coach Pitt dropped his towel, then removed mine. He stepped closer, rubbed his nips against mine, his cock against my stomach. Then he kissed me as his hands wandered down to my jock butt, each hand on an asscheek, spreading my hole. I arched my back just a little bit, and my ass spread wider. He grinned. “That smoke made your hole hungry, huh?” I nodded, and he laughed again. “I’ve got a confession, boy,” he said. “My office shower’s actually working. I just wanted an excuse to get naked with the hottest little stud on my wrestling team.” He leaned in to kiss me again, and this time I kissed him back, hungrily. He growled as his fingers hovered over my hole. “You ever take a man’s cock in this sweet little cunt?” I shook my head. He pulled me closer, grinding his abs against mine. “You gonna give up your smooth, pink, tight virgin ass to Coach? Let Coach dick you deep, slap his balls against your ass, pound you like the sweet hungry fagboy you are?” “Yes, Coach.” “Yes Coach what?” “Please fuck me, Coach. I want your dick inside me so fucking bad.” “Thatta boy," he said, then paused. He lowered his voice. "You gonna make Coach wear a rubber?” I didn't answer right away. Everyone's supposed to use rubbers, right? But then Coach slipped his hand back around my butt and spread my fuck hole with two fingers. “Your Coach fucks the way men are supposed to fuck. Raw. Natural. I want to feel the skin of my fat cock head splitting your little jock butt wide open. I want to feel the heat and hunger of your virgin hole against my bare dick. And you’ll let me do that, won’t you? Because you’re Coach’s good boy. Right, Lance?” “Yes, Coach. Fuck me the way you want.” “That’s what I like to hear. A true bottom boy surrenders his hole to raw dick. That right?” “Yes, Coach. Fuck me raw.” “And I won’t pull out until I’ve pounded my boy’s hole full of seed.” I don’t know why, but with those words I almost shot my load without even touching myself. Coach saw my eyes get big, and he grinned. “See? You know, and somehow you’ve always known, that a man’s cum is what you need in this sweet little butt. I want to train my boy to spread his boy hole for cock. Beg for seed like a good bottom. The best bottom.” “The best bottom,” I murmured, nodding. “Let’s get you cleaned out, boy. I’ll show you how to get your ass ready for Coach.” With that he took me back to his private shower and pointed to a little red plastic bulb. “This has some liquid in it already,” he said to me. “It’s a homemade recipe to help my boy get ready for dick.” He reached down, spread my pink hole a little bit, and inserted the tip of the douche. Then he gave a hard squeeze. “Clench your butt, Lance. Keep it up in there.” At first I didn’t feel anything, but then my head began to tingle, and my dick twitched, and I felt a warmth and a deep, dark hunger radiating out from my guts. My butt seemed to pulse with a need to be touched, licked, fingered, fucked, filled. Coach Pitt smiled. “You feel that?” I nodded. “That, boy, is what it’s like to douche with your Coach’s slam piss. You don’t know what slam piss is, but you will. Enjoy the ride. Just enjoy it. But keep your hole nice and tight. Nice and tight for Coach. Good boy.” He turned me around, cautioning me “Keep that hole tight,” as he rubbed his cock up against my crack, adding “You’ve got some fur on this hole, boy.” I nodded. Just a few months earlier I’d started to get hair around my ass, and just a little bit on my chest. “Listen,” he said. “I love a furry hole on a man. But a boy like you? A boy getting his cherry popped? That boy needs a smooth fuckin’ pussy. You OK with me shaving your boy hole, Lance?” “Yes, please.” “Yes, please what?” “Yes please, Coach.” While his chem piss continued to radiate waves of pleasure all over my body, Coach smeared shaving cream on my ass. Then I felt the brush of a razor against my hole, and as he shaved me, I swear I could feel every hair surrendering to his blade. “There you go, buddy,” he said, slapping my ass. “Now go release that special brew that Coach squirted up your hole, then come back and I’ll fill you with the rest.” After a second dose of slam piss flooded my guts, Coach handed me the little bulb and told me to finish up. “And then you know what happens?” he asked. I smiled eagerly, responding “You fuck me, Coach?” “Not quite yet. First we’re driving back to my place, and we’re gonna hang out with Coach Strickland. He’s dying to see your boy hole. Would you like that?” “Fuck YEAH.” “Such a good boy. You want both of your coaches to pound you full of their seed, huh?” “Fuck YES. Please, Coach.” He paused. Then he drew me closer to him, kissed me, and brushed his beautiful dick across my abs. I could feel the pulse of his cock, so full of blood. I looked down at his massive, swinging balls, so full of cum. Then I heard his voice again. “I want to hear you say, ‘Please knock me up, Coach.’” “Please knock me up, Coach.” “Good. Now: ‘Wreck my boy hole, Coach. Please.’” “Wreck my boy hole, Coach. Please.” “Good boy. And finally: ‘Make me yours forever.’” “Make me yours forever.” “Very good, boy. Now go clean up. We’re gonna make this the fuck of your life.” MORE SOON...

I sat sipping whisky, my ass sore, and with a deep feeling of sick satisfaction while a fine load of AIDS cum seeped out of my ass into my shorts. The guy that made the deposit sat across the bar sipping his drink, a smug look on his face. It's not every day an AIDS troll gets to pass his disease to a neg bottom. The geolocator on BBRT showed a top in the area that looked hot, a possible source of dirty, sick, deadly sex. The guy looked to be fucking hot, dirty, sick, literally. He called himself AIDSgftr. He was in his fifties, had been poz for twenty plus years, never on meds, and was highly infectious. I wanted his evil load. His pics clearly showed his sickness, wasted face and body, swollen belly, a few Kaposi's spots, but his cock was magnificent: long, hard, thick, uncut and drooling, a large PA that was sure to rip my ass open. I'd been a bugchaser for years, had taken several poz loads but none had taken, I was still neg. The sick thrill I got when some faggot pumped high VL HIV positive cum pumped into my guts had worn off quite a lot as the loads never had taken. It seemed I couldn't get infected. But as I knew that full blown guys had very high viral loads, soaring to astronomical as they neared death, taking a highly infectious AIDS load from a disease-riddled troll like AIDSgftr would be the ultimate in death bound bugchasing. I tracked him to a sleazy dive in a deserted block, all vacant lots or boarded up rattraps. The place was a magnificent example of a bottom feeder's dream, Not that old for the area, maybe from the fifties, cheaply built to start and gone downhill for 60 years. There were a half dozen old derelicts sitting at the bar. I took a seat and got a shot of bourbon. Now the AIDSgftr was very near me. BBRT showed him within 30 feet. An email popped. It had a couple of pics attached. "I'd love to fuck your neg ass and infect you with HIV, give you my AIDS. I'm full blown AIDS, and if I fuck you, I'll infect you. You know you want it. I will infect you with HIV. I will give you my AIDS." One of the pics showed him grinning toothlessly into camera while he fucked a bent over bottom. The caption above his head said, 'This can be you, tonight!' Another pic showed him fucking a really wasted, obviously diseased bottom. His grin was broader, evil, the caption chilled and excited me 'He died of my AIDS last week. You're next!' I looked over at the diseased fuck, he grinned at me, toothless mouth gaping exactly like the pic. If he could get it up long enough to ejaculate in my ass and fill my guts with billions of deadly AIDS bugs, I would get the disease I'd been seeking. He jerked his head towards the back of the bar as an email pinged on my phone, then got up and walked that way. "Bathroom, now. It's your turn to get bugged." My legs were shaky as I walked back to the bathroom, every man in the place looking at me. I wondered if they all knew I was a queer who was about to take another queer's load. That was scary. And hot. I was going to return to the bar with a load of AIDS cum in my guts. He was leaning against the sink, coat and pants open at the front, a large belly sticking out above his drooling cock. Figuring he needed help to get his diseased dick hard, I dropped to my knees and got to work. His cock was large, half hard, foreskin lapped over a large PA. I sucked eagerly as I pulled him to me, hands on his withered ass. He was soon fully erect, more than a mouthful of long, thick dick oozing lots of precum, mmm, AIDS precum, yum! A hand grabbed my hair and pulled, that was all the hint I needed. My eyes had adjusted to the light and as I rose I could see his legs, also withered and spotted with Kaposi's. The gaunt body, the belly and the spots made me queasy. I'd never seen a man as obviously diseased, but, he was plenty strong enough to push me around and his cock was big, hard and dripping. He pushed me up against the sink, grabbed my hips and humped. I bleated as the PA ripped into my hole and he pushed eight inches of meat into my ass and then started fucking hard, dropping me into bottom bitch heaven. This was the hottest sex I'd had in months! I grunted as he fucked me hard, ramming his cock into me. His hands left my hips and circled my chest, I looked at his arms and saw Kaposi's lesions, I was finally getting fucked by a guy with full blown AIDS! My dick had been hard, now it throbbed and almost shot. I had an AIDS cock fucking me! He'd ripped me when he shoved in, I felt the burn as my asshole tore. Now he was tearing me more, making me bleed, giving his bugs a clear shot at my bloodstream. I moaned and sobbed as he tore open my ass. This was the best sex I had ever had, and he was going to infect me! In fact, he probably already had. He was breathing hard, almost panting, ramming me urgently, starting to grunt softly. Fuck yeah. I knew I was about to get a gut full of AIDS cum! "Yeah bitch, fuck yeah, gonna give it to you, gonna give you my AIDS. You're gonna die from my AIDS. I'm gonna give you my AIDS, right fucking now!" I squealed and my dick squirted as he rammed in and held it still. I felt his cock swell and twitch, my ass went warm as a flood of his infected cum filled my ass. I had just taken my first load of AIDS cum! He lay on me for a few seconds, then his cock softened and slipped out. His AIDS cum ran down my leg. He pushed off me and slapped my ass. "You're a good piece of ass, bitch. We'll do this again."

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.....

San Francisco Bay Area Lets work to set up a BB breeding group that meets in different areas monthly. Perhaps we can arrange to meet once in the south bay then in SF or the east bay ect. Please add ideas and let me know if you'd like to be part of the group meetings. We seem to have a good number of Bay Area members but it seems like we need to reach out and try to start something.

I met Dave at the bars. We hit it off immediately and spent the night talking, until the bar finally shut down. We left and decided to go to a new bathhouse that had just opened down the street. We got checked in and got a shared room. We stripped off, making out briefly, and then went out to explore. We got in the hot tub for a bit and chatted with some guys. Had a nice chat but decided to get out and roam a bit more. The club was nice but plain so we headed back to the room where we made out, I sucked his nine inch cock and he sucked my six and a half incher. He was a total twink but turned out to be a top. I totally had him pegged as a bottom. He proceeded to fuck me bare in a couple different positions and ended up shooting his load deep in my ass. We met up again another night and ended up going to another bathhouse and he fucked me in the hallway. The club was pretty empty and no one really bothered us much. He cock felt great in my ass, I've always felt more comfortable taking larger cocks than smaller ones. He always gave a good fucking and ended up shooting another load up me. The next time we met he came over to my apartment just before I had to go to work. We were standing in my living room and made out for a little bit. He turned me around and put his hand down my pants, grabbing my hardening cock. He jerked me for a little bit then undid my trousers and pushed them and my underwear to the floor. He pushed his down freeing his massive nine incher and started sliding it up and down my crack while kissing my neck. He spit on his hand and slicked up his hard cock and put it back against my crack. He slid down and came back up and hit my hole. He pressed slowly against me and popped in me bareback. He fucked me for a couple minutes while I jerked my cock. He thrust in deep and shot a load in my ass while I shot a load across the carpet in front of me. I didn't see him for a couple years until I ran into him again at the bar. He came up to me and told me he was HIV poz. I asked him if he would still fuck me if he wore a condom. He said sure, but we didn't really have a place to go. He grabbed a condom and took me to an apartment building he used to live in. There was a door to one of the stairwells that didn't close all the way so we pulled it open and went to the top where there was a landing and a ladder to the roof. We could look over the wall and see down the stairwell. It was about three am, and Dave stripped down naked. I was a bit nervous about it because while it was unlikely anyone would come up to where we were at, it was still a possibility. I still got naked and he sucked me and rimmed me. He stood me up naked against the low wall looking down the stairs so I could see anyone that came out of the door on the floor below. He rolled the condom on and proceeded to slide all nine inches of his tool into my ass. He fucked me from behind while standing up for about ten minutes, then he dropped me to the ground on my back, putting my legs up on his shoulders and slammed his cock in and out of my hole. He kept at it, kissing me and sliding his rubber-covered cock in and out for another fifteen minutes before he flipped me over on my hands and knees to fuck me doggy style. Before he entered me again I heard a pop that I didn't really pay much attention to. I was pretty drunk and when I reached back to guide his dick into my ass I still felt the condom. He fucked me for a little while more and then I decided to turn around and lay on my back again. As I was guiding his cock back into me I realized only the base of the condom was intact. He had been fucking me bare for the last few minutes! The moment I had that realization I almost had a spontaneous orgasm. He slid half covered dick back into me and I started to jerk my cock. It only took me about thirty seconds to shoot a load all over my chest. I told him to pull out after I came because his cock was starting to hurt my ass. He pulled out, took the broken condom off and jacked his load onto my chest as well. He never said anything about the broken condom. I realized he broke open the condom while he was repositioning me. I guess he was used to fucking me bare. I was so turned on when I noticed the broken condom, I wouldn't have cared if he seeded me with his poz load. I saw him again a few years later on the local light rail. He was checking me out, but I couldn't tell if he recognized me but he was definitely cruising me. I had to get to a class, but I should have gone after him for one more fuck and one more load in my ass.

Anyone know of any videos where guys with loose, ruined asshole get fucked? Love to see slack hanging asslips doing nothing to keep cock out and cum in. Thanks!

Last Sunday a friend invited me to a toga party. It was near a university. He said these are fun and I might like it. Rules are all sex is bareback. Expect a number of guys to cum in your ass. Since it a mix of male and female ,the female are advised that a number of guys will cum inside of them. Take birth control measure. We got there at 9pm. When we entered we had to strip naked and put on this toga or sheet. We did that and entered. There were two floors and it was crowded. I went to the bar and had a beer. I was standing when a young twink came up behind me. He lifted up the back of my toga and proceeded to shove his dick in me. After a few minutes he wiispered he was going to cum. He proceed to go deep inside and shoot his load. He pulled out and another twink went right in. He also came inside me. After that I went upstairs. This hot young girl started to blow me. She then lifted up her toga and spread her legs.i shoved mu dick in her and could feel I was not the first. I came in her pussy. All total I took six loads in my ass and fucked two girls. Nice party

No no no. Unless you want that video on the Internet for everyone to see ( employers,etc.) never ever let a guy video tape yourvface

I just got done taking my incredible fuck buds load. He has an beautiful thick 8.5'' black cock and knows how to use it and we totally enjoy each other. We are both in long term relationships that have become non-sexual and we try and get together whenever our partners are gone and our schedules allow it, sometimes 4-5 times a week. I love it when we fuck.

I have had 2 stalkers over the years. A woman who called me everyday and showed up everywhere I was. Changing the phone number did nothing. Then about 9 months later she just disappeared. The other was a guy I said no to in a bar. He would show up at my workplace when I would leave or on my street or around my car but always too far for me to confront him. Police did nothing. I managed to catch the guy late around 3:00 a.m. one morning and beat the hell out of him and that's how I got rid of him. My advice, Be violent. Stalkers can't handle when their prey start fighting back

I don't believe he was meaning that your ex is the stalker but more that he is the one feeding your stalker the information and putting him up to this. I may be wrong, but I think that is what he meant.

Creampie in BCN My ex loads my horny hole after being fucked in sex clubs http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=G689G-G104-#.VdKJWvm6e00

bottom looking for loads, would especially love to get a vid of me taking a poz load while I beg for it. I have pictures and vids to share. Please breed me.

I'm just going to be blunt here, no euphemisms or innuendos , I want to suck his dick! I wanna feel his dick spurting cum in my mouth and down my throat.

I absolutely love sucking dick. i find it very intimate to have a man stick his most private part in your mouth. Even at a glory hole, a man sticks his dick through, I love the taste, the smell, the feel, how his balls feel. So many people, just don't know the art of really good cock sucking. Plus many times I have been sucking cock and thought, I got to have fucker inside :-)

My mouth was watering for big black cock and my hole was absolutely on fire. Scott grabbed a butt plug and inserted it into himself with a quick eyes-rolling-in-the-back-of-the-head effect. "Feel good, pig?" I asked......he just nodded and licked his lips and walked over to add more crystal to our pipe. We definitely wanted it ready for our hung black guest of honor. The torch heated the pipe and and that familiar crackle sound and the hum of the torch filled the room when a loud knock hit the door. Neither of us had checked messages recently. Scott smirked and handed me the pipe and torch and headed for the door. I hit that pipe and blew out a huge cloud. I heard a very deep voice introduce himself as Tyrell and heard his belt buckle hit the hardwood floor practically before the door closed behind him. As I walked over to the foyer, Scott was doing what he was born to do....on his knees deep throating that beautiful thick black cock. Tyrell loved it and motioned for the pipe. We passed it back and forth and he was telling us that he had come from a gang bang. Scott groaned at those words and I have to admit it turned me on, too and we both looked at each other wondering if there could be more in our near future. Tyrell got comfortable and motioned toward the bed. Clearly he was ready to fuck some white ass. He bent me over and ate my hole for a good four or five minutes. I had to have that huge piece. I crouched down a bit and offered him my pink fuck hole. He spit on his cock and slid the head in past my hungry lips. I felt that monster disappear deep inside me and he started to droll me with deep deliberate strokes. Scott hit the pipe, egging us on. We decided to switch up and Scott got on the edge of the bed and grabbed his ankles spreading his legs wide for our new buddy. Tyrell stepped a couple feet to his left and started plowing that hungry cunt. It wasn't long before his breathing became more intense and he grunted every couple of seconds.....finally dropping that sweet nut that we were so fucking crazed for. Tyrell assured us there'd be another round or two and I exited to prepare some G/gatorade cocktails.

sorry, the 2nd quote should go: "If I wanted to fuck a balloon, I'd marry a clown"

SKIN IS IN!!!

"Bareback: your mom and dad did it, why can't we?"

Fuckin hot story bro ! I have been fucked n loaded on the dance floors of several clubs (_0_)

Ok, part of me wants to shout "Tease!" But I do respect how you are building up our anticipation!... Eager awaiting the next hot-n-heavy episode...

"…if my cock goes in, the load goes in…"

YAY a new chapter and mmmmm loving it. you real do write well. thanks for keeping this going.

WOOF My mission is to take a least a load a night. On busy weeks, it's been 5 a week, so just about every other night. Last night had this really hot married guy with big dick HMU. Said he could be there in a few minutes. I opened the door, got on hands and knees and he came in. Told me he was interested in leaving a load in my pussy, which i was looking for. Came in, slapped his dick on my ass and shoved it in! Stroked a few times before cumming and leaving a nice big load dribbling out. Said he couldn't help it, that my tight ass just felt great Hit me up just a few minutes ago looking to cum by again tonight. WOOF

A big thick cock and a hungry mancunt a match made in heaven, who could refuse

2. I started thrashing and realized my arms were not strapped above my head in leather wrist restraint hooked to the bed. My struggle just seemed to make the bottom smile since my cock was still deep in his ass and he was riding me hard. Slamming into my hips like a mad man. Sweat was pouring off his body dripping in my fur and mingling with my own, my desire to cum was so intense I gave up on trying to get free and just kept fucking him. Suddenly I felt his ass constricting around my cock, pulsing and gripping my cock from the inside. His whole body shudders as he slammed himself harder onto me. Cum erupted from his cock spraying my face, getting in my eyes and my mouth on the first shot, the subsequent shots landing in my chest hair mixing with the sweat. As soon as he was done he pulled off me and began furiously jacking my cock. Finally it seemed like I could cum. He gripped my cock hard and I was arched me back. My tongue lcking my lips tasted his come and my eyes squeezed shut to stop more of his cum from getting into my already burning eyes. I screamed and shot the biggest load of my life, waves of pleasure coursed through my body as I shook violently and thrashed. I was laying there are still secured above my head, completely exhausted when I heard two more clicks and found my feet were now also secured. I opened my mouth to complain and the btm shoved his sweaty jock in my mouth. “There we go, a perfect top all trussed up and ready for bottoms to take their pleasure with. There is nothing I like than making tops realize that they are really just here for the btms pleasure. So many of you are way to cocky and think you own the bottom. Well tonight stud…that is going to change.” With that he reached back into the drawer and pulled out 2 syringes. My face went panicked. I had never done anything more than pot in my life, always used safer sex and gotten tested regularly. The bottom noticed my panicked looked and smile. “No worries there are no needles on these syringes, but there are other ways” He then took out what looked like a really small cock ring from the draw. He straddled my waist backward and grabbed my cock. I could see what he was doing but felt the worst pain shoot through my penis like when they swab for stds at the clinic. I screamed into the jock and felt the same thing happen again. Then I felt tightness around the head and something was shoved once again down my piss slit. It felt weird and my cock felt like it was on fire. “I am sure you have heard stories about bottom getting booty bumps….well I thought this would be the proper way to do it to a top.” I looked down and the small cock ring object was secured just under the head of my cock and connected to it was a strap that ran over the top and had a circle where my piss silt was. “Of course now when you cum nothing will get out, but neg cum is never as delicious as poz cum…..as you should know since you have tasted mine, even got some in your eye. You look thirsty here let me get you some water” He took a bottle of water and placed it firmly in the jock that was in my mouth and began squeezing. TI started sucking the water through the jock and gulping it down fast. I hadn’t realized how dehydrated I was . The bottom was smiling as I continued to suck on the jock. “Good the Viagra in that water will get you hard in no time. Meanwhile I’m going to go get some clients.” With that he put a blind fold over my eyes, I already felt my cock getting hard again, the burning sensation was going away and I was lost in the feelings of my cock. I started mindlessly humping the air. “Looks like you are all set, ill just leave the door open and be back in a bit, enjoy”……

When I was in Chicago earlier this year I stayed at the Helix. Awesome boutique type hotel, but rather expensive. They also lock the elevator to the rooms after a certain time, no not really the best to get people up there. As for a car, I just used Uber for nearly everything. DEFINITELY go spend some time at Steamworks! Man's Country too if you can fit it in. I spent most of my slut time at Steamworks and was NOT disappointed!

Power bottom here I luv bein Tagteamed by as many tops as possible as often as possible ! I have found that sum tops become very compeitive n try to out fuck the others present of course sum are very shy but once they see how much fun the others are havin they relax n join in ! Also if they do know each other sum will want to show off by poundin me real hard which is what I want ! Often the best tagteams are not organised they just seem to happen (_0_)

While I like getting fucked, there are times when I just want to suck cock. I love the taste of cum. And I can suck for hours when I'm in the mood. It can be one guy or ten.

Contract top available for those willing to come to Pittsburgh PA and compensate me for my time. I am on meds but take med holidays. Just starting one in May, prior to switching meds.

After he had left his latest load inside my ass, my B/F almost shyly told me a fantasy of which he had been thinking, namely that he wanted to see me getting fucked by someone else and to join in when he was excited enough. Without mentioning that I had had similar thoughts, I replied I was game, and asked if he thought he could set it up. "Yeah, I think I can" he answered. A few days later, on a Wednesday, I received a text from him, asking if I really want to do what we talked about. I replied “If it’s about you wanting to pimp me out, hell, yes!” Two day later, around 3:00 o'clock on Friday afternoon, he sent me another text asking how much free time I had that weekend. I replied my entire weekend was clear. He responded saying he couldn't set it up for my place, but he had set-it up for a local hotel, providing the time, address and room number, and instructing me to meet him there. While this was certainly an unusual set of instructions, I drove to the hotel, and having gathered-up my nerves, I took a deep breath, then another, and finally got out of my car and entered the hotel. As I rode the elevator up to the floor, my mind was racing, wondering if he really had some waiting for me, or was he teasing me, and did he just want to fuck me somewhere different for a change? Arriving at his room, he answered my knock, and no sooner had we exchanged pleasantries, I dropped to my knees, pulled-out his cock, and sucked him for a few minutes. Before long, however, he stopped me, which both surprised and disappointed me, and told me he wanted to set things up. I glance over to the bed and notice that there are nylon straps with Velcro cuffs lying on the corners. He had expressed a fantasy of fucking me while I was tied but had never actually acted on it. I was beside myself. I heard his phone beep, he checked it and told me to strip but leave my underwear on. The cuffs were comfortable but kept me securely in place, spread eagle, face down. Once in place I struggled as he suggested, as if I wouldn’t have anyway. Once he was satisfied I couldn’t get free, he climbed on the bed and I felt him teasing my hole with his cock. I gasped as he slipped inside me and I took a deep breath as he slowly worked his cock completely inside my ready ass. He slowly pulled out then began a slowly building rhythm which I had been dreaming about since his text. As his stroking continued and built slowly, I was beside myself and pulled against my bonds. As he approached the pace that usually meant he was within a few minutes of cumming, he asked me if I was ready. “Oh God! Yessss, Give me that cum!” He slowed and stopped, buried deep inside me. I was beside myself in ecstasy, thinking that he had just bred me. He slowly pulled out of me and left me there wondering if he had bred me or simply teased me. My mind wandered back to his original text, so I asked. He said he had indeed made arrangements. He pointed out the camera sitting on the dresser in the room. That convinced me he had something in mind. I finally asked, since I wasn’t feeling anything running down my scrotum. He told me that I would get his cum when the time came. He asked me once more if I was sure I wanted him to ‘pimp’ me out. I responded that I was here, I let him tie me down, that I was as ready as I was going to get. His phone beeped again. “Okay, let’s get ready.” He stepped over to the dresser, reached into his bag and pulled out a sizable penis gag. I opened and accepted the gag plug and almost got hard as I felt him cinch the strap tight. He asked yet again if I was ready for this, all I could do was manage a muffled 'yes'. He then leaned in close and told me the first guy was on his way up. I couldn't believe it. It was finally happening! I was about to get fucked with my B/F watching, and he had set it up! The moment arrived. My B/F and the new guy spoke briefly, and then the new guy climbed onto the bed. He ran his hands over my ass then plunged his cock into me, and pounded my ass, cumming within about ten strokes. I was almost disappointed that he had cum so quickly. I heard him pulling his pants up and then the door close. I was hoping he wasn’t my B/F’s big 'pimp out' hope and frankly I expected my B/F to climb on the bed to fuck me himself, but then I realized suddenly something warm was dripping down my scrotum. I had just been fucked raw. I tensed up. Up till then I had only been fucked bare by my B/F. I started struggling and trying to get his attention. His phone beeped again. “Hmmmm, that’s the fifth response so far,” he commented, adding “Oh, by the way, there are three guys on their way up. I hope you’re ready, and in case you're wondering, I’ve booked this room till Monday.” His phone beeped again. “I didn’t mention,” he added, “The ad I ran said I had a cum dump willing and ready to take any and all loads up his ass.”

I am the busiest cum dump in north America, maybe world wide, over 5000 loads in 2013 over 5000 in 2014 including 435+ loads just at IML, and I am over 1800 loads already in 4 months of 2015. I am on bbrt and I do not flake out, and I never ever use any drugs or pnp. So do not put everyone in the same catagory for being on BBRT. You want a marathon bottom cum dump, whore me out, I will be in Chicago May 20 to 26 and my ass takes cock 20 hours a day, day after day and dunreds of loads.

that story was fucking hot and i lose 2 more loads of my toxxic cum. and yesterday i shared my toxic blood with another aids hungry mate

shot my poz load not even through half the story

I actually have two positions I love. One when I am sleeping on my tummy with my ass slightly in the air and the top pining me doing and fucking the shit out of me. The second is with me in a missionary position with my legs over his shoulders and again getting a real hard fucking.

The Stealth Bomber, Episode 3: A Little Family Business – William Walter Jefferson Hanscomb III, or “Tre” as he is called by his family and friends, is the nominal head of my firm and a complete douche bag. He is an entitled prick who comes from a wealthy family in Houston, Texas – the River Oaks crowd – and who’s granddaddy made a killing in the oil business. William Jr, Tre’s daddy, tripled the family fortune but instead of another grand leader for the Hanscomb family they got Tre. It was clear Tre did not inherit the family balls, those went to his sister who officially runs the family conglomerate in Houston and Tre got shunted off to DC to run one of the family’s many side businesses and reminds everyone daily how he has been cheated and abused by his family and three ex-wives and is stuck in this – in his words – “God forsaken shit hole of city full of nothing but thiefs.” Tre makes a special point of being extra nasty to me in front of the other staff, and none of them can understand how I take it and don’t fight back, but I brush it off with a smile. What they don’t know is that every chance Tre gets he is on his knees in my executive suite swallowing my infected load, or bent over my desk begging to be fucked. Maybe one of these days I’ll tell the story about how I stealth bombed Tre, who became my cuckold bitch and I added his bloody cotton square to my treasure chest and infected his dumb ass cunt. Since the first night I shot my load of toxic jizz in his mouth and up his ass, he has never once asked me to use or condom or asked my status and I think part of him knows he is sick and infected. I can see it in his eyes, my virus swimming around inside him, his skin has gotten grayish, his face has sunken in a bit from the weight he has lost, he has had several major bouts of what he called ‘just being a little tired,’ but I can tell. There are some days when just looking at him as he steps closer to being a full blown cunt gets my dick hard and I order him to my office to take my cum, ensuring his body never has a chance to recover. Tre will never get tested, he is a chicken shit and too afraid of what he may find out, and quite frankly the cunt is just too damn dumb to put the pieces together, which is fine by me. Earlier this spring Tre came to my office late one night all in a fluster and said he needed my help. I told him to shut the fuck up and lock the door and he could tell me what he wanted to while I shot my load up his ass. Tre pulled his pants down exposing his round ass. He never wore underwear so I had easy access to finger his hole with my right index finger, using my long nail to bloody him up as always, then dry fucked him, making Tre cry out a little and grunt as his ass opened up for me. Once I was balls deep and able to get a good stroke going I said, “Fuck. You sound just like a woman with all that wailing and whining and shit. Maybe if you had learned to be a man you might have kept at least one of your wives, so what the fuck is going on?” “You know my sister right?” Tre asked. “The one in Houston? Well her son is in trouble again the little shit. Christ what he has put our family through – UGHHH EASY PLEASE THAT HURTS!” I slapped Tre upside the head and continued to fuck his ass dry like I wanted as he continued, “Well the little shit just got caught stealing again. Can you believe that? Stealing? He is fucking 20 years old and not worked a day in his life! I guess it was to buy drugs or something since my sister cut him off when he got kicked out of college. I don’t know. Anyways, father worked out a deal with the judge that instead of sending Corey – that’s his name – instead of sending Corey to jail, they sent him to rehab again and then once he finishes his initial detox, they will send him up here to work at the firm and I am responsible for keeping the little shit out of trouble! How the fuck do I do that? The little shit is nothing but trouble and is more of an asshole than his mother!” I had to laugh at that and slammed my balls deep as I infected Tre’s ass yet again and said, “Clearly being an asshole runs in your family. Shut up minute and lick my dick clean like a good cock sucker.” While Tre was tucking his dress shirt into his $3,500 suit pants and I settled back behind my desk, his sick eyes looked at me as he pleaded, “I need your help. I need Corey to work for you. I can’t handle him – no not all – I can’t. I know you can though, you could make him your assistant, you could teach the little shit some manners, and finally learn how to obey!” I laughed again and said, “You mean like I taught you to obey? So is your nephew a cock sucking cunt like you? Does that run in the family too?” Tre’s face got bright red now, his anger getting the best of him as he yelled, “YOU WILL fucking do this for me and YOU WILL NOT TOUCH HIM!!” I jumped out of my chair, grabbed Tre by the back of the neck and pushed him face down onto my desk, banging his face hard, stunning him a little. I grabbed a pair of scissors from the top desk drawer and quickly drove them into the seam of his expensive suit pants, ripping and cutting the fabric as I exposed his ass. I dropped the scissors onto the desk, shoved three fingers inside his cummy hole, clawed and scraped as hard as I could while Tre struggled a bit under the grip of my left hand. My right hand quickly opened my zipper and my 9-inch dick was brick hard and ready to punish the mouthy little cunt and zeroed in on my target. I slammed balls deep as hard as I could and quickly gave Tre another load. I pulled out, wiped my slimey dick across the back of his shredded dress pants, zipped up and said, “You may want to speak to your tailor about that. Pretty sloppy work if you ask me. Get the fuck out of my office!” Tre looked honestly chastised as he wrapped his suit coat around his waist and slunk back to his office and he stayed away from me for the next couple of days. Later that week he came and apologized, asked nicely for my help with his nephew who was scheduled to arrive on a plane the next morning, so I agreed. I had several big projects going so could always use the extra help. Late the next morning Tre knocked on my office door and introduced me to Corey. For a 20-year old he looked rough for his age and the drugs Tre said he had been on had clearly taken their toll as Corey looked as sick as his Uncle, but for clearly different reasons. Corey was dressed in a dirty and stained t-shirt, baggy denim shorts, torn up sneakers that were untied, and was wearing an ankle monitor. His black hair was greasy and stringy and he was taller than his Uncle and about my size. He could have been good looking if he didn’t look like such a train wreck. Introductions were made, I gave Corey the up and down checkout and he boldly gave it right back. Hmmm, interesting. Tre explained how the ankle monitor would go off if Corey left the office building or his new apartment, that he had urine tests scheduled every two days to make sure he stayed clean, and that if he did not show the judge he was committed to working and getting his life together he would end up in jail. Tre then closed the door and I was left with his wayward family spawn. “Would you like something to drink?” I asked Corey as I walked over to my wet bar. He just ignored me, slumped into the oversized leather couch, crossed his arms over his chest and closed his eyes. I sat down beside him and said, “Look, I think your Uncle is an asshole too – frankly your whole family is – so you and I are in a bit of the same boat on this one. Let’s make a deal, let’s just get through this together, do what has to be done, and get you back to wherever the fuck you want to go, alright?” Corey didn’t say word, just looked at me and said, “You got any cash man? I need to grab some food and though I might hit the sandwich place downstairs. I gave him a $50 and 30 minutes later he was back, slumped on the couch again, and eating a roast beef sandwich. He was acting pretty fidgety too and as I looked into his eyes I saw they were glassy so asked, “How about my change?” Corey hemmed and hawed a bit, so I sat beside him and said, “Look. I frankly don’t give a shit what you do. You hear me? Hang on, I need to piss.” I purposely left the door open to my executive bathroom and stood so Corey had a nice view of my thick meat and piss stream. Straight or gay or whatever, most drugs make your horned as shit, so I wanted to dangle some bait and see if this fish would bite. I walked back into my office with my dick still half way out of my pants to make sure he got a good look before zipping up. I sat back down beside him, real close, and said, “So Corey. You played sports right? Like what? What did you study in school? Tell me what sort of things you’re good at? We’ll see where you can help me.” I grabbed a handful of my dick, shifted it, stroked it twice, and settled in for him to answer. Corey was still not talking so I said, “That’s cool if you don’t want to talk about that stuff. So tell me, how did you make all the money you needed to buy drugs if your family had cut you off. What exactly did you do?” At this Corey sat up straight and replied, “I’ve done what I needed to do.” Just as I had thought, hhhmmm. After he ate, Corey used my bathroom and seemed even more wired when he came out. I knew then he was definitely on something and was biding my time until I knew most folks from the office had gone home before making my move. At about 7:45, a good hour after Corey had crashed, his Uncle Tre came to my office and saw Corey passed out on my couch. He tried to wake him up, but Corey just rolled onto his side. I laughed and told Tre, “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of him tonight. Go on home. I know your future ex-wife is expecting you.” Tre shot me a nasty look, shook his head and left. It was now time. I went over and shook Tre and sat him up. He came to for a moment and asked, “Was….was….was that Uncle shit…my Uncle? You….you covered for me man. You’s a good man, thanks, I…I..don’t want to go to jail…I just needed…shit…I just.. no one has ever looked at for me man…..thanks…I….” Reaching into Corey’s short’s pockets I found the baggy that had probably been full when he started and took what was left and flushed it down my toilet. I had not seeded an ass in a few days, and my need to infect someone was raging, and the universe had just handed me a fresh hole to use. Corey was laying on his side again, so I shook him a few more times and did not even get a mumble, the kid was out. Excellent. I adjusted his body so he was flat on his back, slid his shorts down and off, then worked his dirty t-shirt off over his head. Corey was breathing deep and steady and did not stir, so after removing his underwear and his sneakers I stood back to admire tonight’s offering. Yeah he was a bit scrawny and sick looking, looked like he might have a nice size dick, but it was not his body or face I was interested in, I wanted his ass. With little effort I rolled Corey over and kneeled beside him so I could smell his sweet, unused ass. SNIFF!! Yes, a little musky, and I bet it tasted even better. I stood back up, got undressed, hung my suit on my chair, walked into the bathroom and out of my bag pulled a couple of my cotton squares and an index card and a towel. I never knew when I might get a chance to infect an unsuspecting cunt, so I was always prepared. I set my supplies on the floor by the couch, shifted Corey’s right leg to the side so it was dangling off the edge, climbed between his legs, parted his cheeks, and sniffed and licked at his hole. DELICIOUS! As I ate his ass I could feel his pucker twitch and try to pull in like a clam hiding in its shell. Corey barely made a noise as I ate his ass like a fury, my need to infect was so intense now and knowing I had someone beneath me I could use as I willed made my dick drip with cum like acid. It was time for this boy to become a man. I took my right index finger and made sure I gouged his ass ring as I clawed my way in. Corey’s whole body twitched, he moaned loudly, and just in case he decided to wake up, I grabbed the towel, ready to press it over his mouth. I continued to claw at Corey’s ass and his body relaxed, no more moans, no more moving, he was mine. If he had done whatever he needed to do to score money, getting fucked was not it. His assring was tight, so if anything, I bet he had topped men, or maybe sucked dick. Even better. I withdrew my finger, a trail of fresh, hot blood followed, which I scooped up and mixed with a bit of spit to coat my dick. When my dick was nice and wet and sticky, I climbed up on the couch, positioned myself over Tre’s sleeping nephew, lined my dick up with his now torn hole, and gently lowered myself down. Corey’s ass resisted, so I put my full weight on his back, used both hands to spread his cheeks, and pushed with my hips. There was no going back now even if he did wake up as my dick could smell that neg hole and wanted in and I was sure I tore him more as I continued to push in and his pucker gave way. A few loud moans and a couple spasms told me Corey was still alive but hardly kicking as even with me pushing into his ass raw he did not rouse. I took my time feeling the heat from his ass broil my dick while I slid all 9-inches inside. When I was balls deep, I slowly pulled out a few inches and pushed back in, the widest part of my dick opening him up more, his throat letting a small gasp of air escape. My need to infect now was like and army of Titans screaming in my head so I pulled almost all the way out and slammed back in, 4, 5, 6, strokes and BAM! A steady river of AIDs cum exploded out of my dick and into his neg ass. Holy FUCK! I swear his hole milked me as I came, and as the roar of the Titans should have subsided. They did not and continued to build and build as a second stream spewed right behind the first. While it was not much of a fuck, it was what I need for the moment, so I yanked my dick out hard eliciting another gasp of air from the still knocked out nephew. I sat on the edge of the couch, grabbed one of my cotton squares, and stared in awe and wonder at the reward of my conquest as the bleached white cotton turned red as sin. I got up, made myself a drink, watched Corey sleep for a while and knew when I set my empty glass down I was ready for another round, so I licked my right index finger and started to get that tender hole shredded for more. A few loads later I was satisfied, and the toxic Titans appeased, so I walked into my bathroom and had to smile at the stain of red on my upper thighs and lower torso. Yes, tonight was well worth that $50. Corey was still out, and I still couldn’t rouse him, so I called his Uncle Tre, told him I had to work through the night to finish up for a presentation in the morning, that his nephew was with me and was OK. I grabbed some shut eye on the other couch, awoke a few times through the night to check on Corey, who was still breathing and had barely moved. Whatever the fuck he had taken sure did a number on him. I was up at 5:00 a.m. sharp, had some coffee and breakfast and a clean suit delivered by my assistant who was in at 6:00, and around 6:30 Corey stirred. I was sitting at my desk, reading the NY Times when Corey groaned, moaned, rolled over, sat up, rubbed his eyes, yawned, stretched, and with barely a nod to me stumbled into my bathroom. He did not seem to wonder or care that he was naked, and my suspicions were confirmed from his morning hard-on that he did have a nice dick on him, better than his Uncle for sure. I heard the shower start and a few minutes later I saw Corey standing in the door looking at his hand, and then I noticed what he was holding. Corey had dug around in my bag and found my index card that had his name on it and yesterday’s day - the same index card that had the bloody cotton square on it for my treasure chest that was still damp, red, and covered in the blood from his ass after I fucked him. Corey looked at me, and I’ve seen those looks before – flashes of what they think happened, fear, loathing, excitement, confusion, desire, and need – that in turn made my own need grow again. I rose from chair and calmy walked towards Corey as his face flashed black with anger, his fists clenched at his side. “What…what….did you do?” he asked in a voice that was slightly hoarse. “I didn’t do anything you didn’t want Corey, or need. You need a man to guide you, help you, show you what a father should have shown you, or your piss ass Uncle.” I calmly started to removed my suit as Corey’s eyes watched me. He didn’t move, just stood there with my index card, my treasure, his hands not even trembling. Yes, he wanted it, and needed more, as did I. When I was as naked as Corey was, I walked back to him, put my hands on his shoulders and turned him face first against the door. I pressed my body against his, rubbing my hands up and down his arms, his sides, and then once again spread those ass cheeks to let me in as I thrust my dick into his dry, caked hole. “PULL OUT, PLEASE, I CAN’T TAKE IT, IT HURTS!” Corey pleaded. “It’s supposed to hurt, that way you know you have been fucked like a man, by a man, and connected in a way that no two others can. Let your mind go, embrace what your body is feeling, trust me, this will be the best fucking high of your life and won’t get you locked up. The intense pain, the pleasure, the ecstasy, and when you cum, you will cum with your whole body.” “No stop, please stop,” Corey whined louder. I knew he didn’t mean it, I knew he wanted to feel his ass throb for days afterwards, a reminder of me inside of him, so I gave it to him harder. He was making little sounds like a puppy makes begging for his momma’s teat, so I slid my dick out of his hot ass, turned him away from the door, held his face between my hands and said, “It’s OK to want it, I will give it you more than I already have. Come here.” I eased down onto the floor and laid on my back, my dick rock hard and straight up and coated in fresh blood from tearing his hole open again. Corey straddled my dick and looked into my eyes as I held his hands and guided him down. He threw his head back and let out a big, “AAAAAAWWWWWWW FUCK,” as my dick reentered him and he clenched my hands tight. Corey was still hesitant so I thrust my hips up, burying my dick as deep as I could while Corey let go and dropped his body onto mine. We were once again united. I moved my hips and his body, making the endorphins rush to his brain and whatever pain Corey had felt was now surpassed by pleasure as he started bouncing on my infected dick as hard as he could, his eyes rolled back, his dick flapping up and down with each thrust of our bodies. “You getting close boy? I feel that hole grabbing onto my dick, trying to milk my load out. Is that what you want? Let me hear you ask for it, tell me to cum in you, tell me you want me to breed you, TELL ME YOU WANT TO GET FUCKED LIKE A MAN!!” As I shot gobs of my AIDs laced cum in his hole, I knew he was mine now, just like his Uncle Tre. Some guys feel the need to tell the bottom they are infecting that they are charging them with bio-cum. Not me. Oh they know I bred them, and I know I infected them, but the rest…well words can never truly convey what I just gave them. Corey fell forward onto my chest, panting hard, and as I nestled my still hard dick inside Corey’s cummy, tore up hole, I whispered in his ear, “I think we have come to an understanding yes? I don’t give a fuck what shit you snort, shoot, or take as long as you can control yourself, and if you let me, I can show you how to manage your need – all your needs, including that new one you got scratching at your belly to feel my dick in your ass. More importantly, if you get yourself cleaned up, I think it is time for you to take your right place in your family. You interested? Good, now here’s my plan.” Within 48 hours Corey was a sick as a dog, which his Uncle Tre thought was because he was still detoxing. Well, that was partly true, but I also new my AIDs bomb in his ass had taken, fast and furious, so I stayed with Corey at his place, nursed him through the worst of it, but still continued to fuck him and seed him as I wanted to ensure his immune system was destroyed! Corey got better, he chose to skip any more drugs for now and to focus on pleasing me at the office in every way he could. Time for the next round. Tre had been nagging me like an old woman about Corey and I kept brushing him off, but still made him suck my dick so he would not suspect a thing. It had been about two weeks since Corey had arrived and he had taken to being fucked like a cum hungry slut like a duck to water and had showed some pretty good business skills to boot. I told Tre to come by office around 8:00 p.m., once everyone else had left the office so he could get a progress update on Corey. Right on time Uncle Tre walks into my office, he stops in his tracks, pauses, his mouth drops, his eyes bulge open, and he starts screeching, “What are you doing? Get the fuck off him, get the fuck off him right now!” You see, when he walked in he saw his nephew bent over my desk, naked as the day he was born except for one of my silk ties wrapped around his neck, and me using it like the reins on a horse as I slam fucked his hole raw and with no mercy. I had already cummed in him once, and was working on load number two when Tre walked in, so it was perfect timing. I paused, slid my dick out of Corey’s ass as I backed him away from the desk a bit so only his hands were on the edge now. I walked over to Tre, the funk of his nephew’s hole making my dick all shiny. I grabbed Tre by the back of the neck and said, “Shut the fuck up and get on your knees here and clean my dick. Tatse your nephew’s ass juice!” I looked back at Corey who looked as stunned as Tre and then he got a wicked smile as he watched his Uncle kneel like the dumb cunt that he was and started sucking my dick hard. I let Tre slurp a good minute, then said, “Get the fuck out of that suit or should I play tailor again?” I casually walked back over to Corey and slammed balls deep using his Uncle’s spit for lube. Corey groaned and started trying to ride me as I told his Uncle, “Now crawl over here, wrap those pussy lips around your nephew’s dick, and show him what a good cock sucker you are.” The sounds of Tre sucking his nephew’s dick, and my body slamming Corey’s ass soon filled my office and within minutes Corey was warning us he was going to shoot. “YOU BETTER SWALLOW EVERY DROP OF YOUR NEPHEW’S CUM, YOU HEAR ME! VERY DROP! THAT’S IT – FUCK – I CAN FEEL HIS HOLE PULSING, HE’S CUMMING RIGHT NOW, TASTE IT, LET ME HEAR YOU, TASTE IT – TASTE HIS LOAD!” Hearing Tre gurgling on Corey’s cum sent me over the edge and I blew another load in Corey’s trained hole. Cum and ass juice ran down Corey’s thighs as I pulled out and went into my office’s bathroom to take a piss. I heard a few grunts and angry whispers so took my time to let them work out their family issues. When I stepped back into my office I realized it was all good as Tre was the one now bent over the desk and Corey looked back at me with the biggest shit eating grin I had ever seen in my life as he rammed his dick up his Uncle’s ass. I went to my bar, poured myself a drink, sat down on my leather couch and watched the show. Tre looked over at me, his face a mix of shame, guilt, and hunger so I raised my glass to him and said, “I think we can all agree now, time to acknowledge the torch has been passed to a new generation of your family and looks’ like you will always be the family BITCH!”

I got mine 2 wks ago. My first load in me cause I usually top. But met this hot guy off CL , he couldn't host se we used the mens bathroom at my clubhouse. He didn't rim me, just spit finger me and pushed inside. I got used to it since I'm VERY tight and he pumped away and asked if I wanted his load I said fuck yeah I want your load. Give it to me and he did. Now I'm cum crazy, always home alone and really wanna host orgies or gangbangs but no such luck in michigan. Can't wait to get loaded and load guys back in nyc

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

At home. I made one of my regular cumdumps come over tonight and I shot 4 loads in his ass. Boring, I know, but if you want to shoot multiple loads it's easier when you dont have to worry about being interrupted. I think I'm going to go give him #5...

After getting buzzed a rawhide, I was standing in front of that video store in Chelsea nyc. Blue something. saw some sexy dude who looked like he was down for a nasty fuck, took him too a nice dark street. fucked him raw and came. I was so horny that I was the top when i usually bottom lol.