Leaderboard

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 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.

So guys just wondering if any of you had had all nighters cocksucking with one horny dude or many hot dudes feeding your mouth loads of fuckmilk. I love to get a hot young horny stud and drain his fuckstick of many wads of cockjuice and love to be milked dry of my jizz. The most loads I had sucked from any hot dude was 6, but have done that a few times with different hot dudes. I have also been sucked for 6 loads over a horny night. Cocksucking rules

[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.

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."

This story is a work of fiction and fantasy. My first attempt at this so sorry if it's lame. Normally this would be a rough draft but I'm afraid I'll never post it because I'll be too busy revising it. anyway, enjoy! My friend had joined a motorcycle club recently and since we're very close I usually found myself attending a lot of the parties they threw and even special club members only events. I got to know a lot of the guys pretty well. They seemed to have accepted me into their inner circle. unfortunately, this group of men is only a small chapter of the whole club and being good with them DOES NOT mean you're good with everyone, which i will soon find out. my journey began when i was asked to drive some members, including my friend, up to a convention the club was having.not seeing any downside I eagerly agreed. It was quite a drive but we filled the time by smoking a few bowls and sharing stories about the best fucks we've ever had, best tits, tightest pussy; I loved hearing my friends stories because i know hes got a nice 8 in cock that looks all the bigger given the fact that he's about 5' 8" weighing in around 124. Usually I don't find myself attracted to really skinny guys but for not ever working out he's got great tone. So Chris starts his story, and i start to find it hard to concentrate on the road. I recognized it immediately. Hes talking about the time he fucked his ex in the bed she shares with her husband. I know it well because anytime we're alone with some Tina I get him to show me the videos he took of that night. Thats when I saw his beautiful circumcised rod. Sadly for me, even after getting spun Chris still doesnt see me as an option for sexual relief. Mainly because he gets the worse tina dick I've ever seen. I start to feel my jeans get tight. Chris is in the passengers seat and immediately notices, I'm too preoccupied thinking about Chris' big white cock to see him pull out his phone and send me a quick text, "need me to take care of the huge boner for you?" I would have been embarrassed if we hadn't decided to show each other our hard cocks one night to compare. I get another text, "Never mind, I've only ever touched my own dick, Idk if i could handle your girth." He had about an inch on me in length but i had him on girth. I look over at him and roll my eyes. He flashes that sexy smile as I take our last exit. A lot of the convention was extremely exclusive, so i wasnt allowed to attend any of the functions, and since i had decided to be the driver for the weekend I couldnt leave the hotel room just in case i was called for a ride. Finally, just before midnight, i get a text from Chris saying there's going to be a get together at the main clubhouse and I should go. Dying of boredom and horny from the hits of Tina I just had, I quickly left for the party. As soon as i finish my first beer I realize that Im craving some Tina pretty bad. Knowing there had to be a dealer somewhere, I start going through the house trying to find my connect. It only took me about an hour before coming across and empty room with a single solitary bag of meth sitting on the nightstand. without thinking i make my way up to it and pick it up right as 3 members walk in. Back home a misunderstanding such as this would be easy to navigate, but at this moment i was just a stranger taking what isnt mine. they're all staring at me with a mixture of anger and confusion on their faces. I put the bag down, lower my head and try to leave but the door is quickly shut and locked, and finally the silence was broken," Is it my imagination, Bud, or did we just catch this faggot trying to jack my sack?" "Ya thats what it looks like to me, travis" replied Bud. " No I..." I tried to explain myself but was cut off by the third man. "hey maybe hes that "gift" we were supposed to get for finishing our last run so quickly, you know how these club sluts love their dope before taking some cock". I could see where this was heading and while id be more than happy to service these men individually, a group situation would certainly push my limits seeing as how I've never done that sort of thing. They start to take of their shirts exposing some rather impressive torsos. I knew I might really be in danger of just getting jumped by these men, but all I could think about was Travis' arching adonis belts, Buds hard hairy chest and Brad's massive biceps. At once they all grab me and hold me down on the bed, "hey maybe the whores just mad that it hasnt gotten its fix yet, Brad how about you fix him a needle?" Brad nodded and disappeared. I was no match for the two mountains of Aryan muscle lying on top of me, but I struggled to free myself; I had never slammed meth before. Hell, I only smoke it once or twice a month. When Brad returned I had decided I shouldn’t fight him. Im a pretty big guy but I was out numbered. Slamming cant be too different from smoking can it? End of Part 1 Part 2 It can and it was. I refused to watch them inject me, I was so angry to be treated this way for now reason other than bad timing, but all that faded away when the tourniquet was pulled from my arm. I felt a rush of warmth throughout my body, I was suddenly very aware of my fuck hole and how clothed I was. As my body relaxed I could here laughter. The men had stood up leaving me to lay on the bed writhing in desire. I tried to fight it; I didn’t want to be their fuck toy for the night, but my body needed cock. Brad was the last to take his slam. I couldn’t hold it in any longer and before he could finish I just blurted out, “Please fuck me! I’ll suck your cock, lick your boots and worship you, just please don’t let me leave this room without your loads in me”. I was staring at these men- no, they weren’t men anymore, they were gods and I knew I’d do anything to please them. One by one they dropped their pants. At that point I didn’t care how hung they were, but I was thrilled to see that my new masters, already all hard as diamonds, were probably going to wreck my hole with their tools. There’s nothing I love more than big, cut, white cock. I was salivating at the sight of Brad’s fuck stick which pointed straight forward, no curvature (not unlike chris’) about 9 in from his hard torso. Bud and Travis both looked about 8 in, but it was Bud’s huge low hanging balls that brought a smile to my face. Before I knew what happened I realized they had stripped me and laid me across the bed with my head hanging off just a bit. To my delight, Brad stepped up and quickly put his cock in my mouth. He went a few inches in and started to pull out and a twinge of sadness hit me; this poor man has this beautiful meat swinging between his legs and hes so used to females being so bad at oral that his natural instinct is to hold back. Well if ever there was a position made for deep throating a cock, it’s the one I was in so when I felt him pulling out I wrapped my arms around his legs and brought him back while also bringing my off the bed a bit to show him that im not an amateur. His surprised confusion turned into pleasure as the head of his cock pushed past the back of my throat, “Holy shit y’all, look at this shit. Ive never seen my cock go so far down someones throat!” I held him there with my nose in his musky taint, massaging his cock with my throat muscles for a little while just appreciating the moans of pleasure emanating from above me, “fuck! This feels just like a tight pussy!” he exclaimed. Bud decided he wanted to try out my “pussy throat” so he and brad started taking turns with it. Travis knew a good deep throat bj would be nice but he knew exactly what he was after. Travis is what you’d call an ass man. He loves watching a tight asshole reluctantly open up around his fat white cock, a sight hes been deprived of for several weeks now since his wife left him. I felt the weight on the bed shifting and I knew he was coming up to inspect my hole. Chris sucked his finger leaving a good amount of spit on it. He looked up at his fucktoy being used by his friends, sure that with a throat so loose he cant expect his fucktoy to keep his hole tight but when he brought his finger to his sluts fuck hole he found that pushing past the outer ring was a bit harder than he expected. He grinned. The best part about anal to travis is the pain his big dick causes as he forces it in. In the past he would have to drown his cock in lube, but for this new chem pig he decided rubbing a little bit of spit on his meat would suffice. He wondered if he’d make his pig bite down on his friends cock. I presented my hole for travis and felt him explore my pussy with his finger. I started wondering if he was just gonna tease me or—I couldn’t even finish my thought due to a mixture of blinding pain and indescribable pleasure. My mouth widened in shock which allowed more of Brads cock to enter. I’ve never felt a cock move so roughly in and out of my hole and if I was sober I probably would’ve hated it, but since I was still riding the wave of my first ever slam, the pain added to the pleasure. I could hear travis enjoying my tight hole, calling me a cock hungry chem pig, I loved it. I was just a warm wet hole for these real men to fuck. I gave Travis a squeeze with my hole which sent him over the edge. He slammed his cock deep into my body, I could feel his cock pulsing, shooting streams of his straight cum deep inside my pussy. Bud finished in my mouth as Brad made his way to my hole. “fuck Travis your cums leakin out of him like crazy, how long have you been holding that shit in?” Brad asked, “ almost two fuckin weeks! Its too bad this pig doesn’t live around here or id use that pussy everyday” Travis said as he found a chair to sit on while he waits for Brad to give this chemwhore a load. Brad flipped his fuck hole over so it was on its stomach and mounted him using Travis’ cum to slide his monster deep into the warm wet hole. Once he was in he started slamming his cock in which brought yelps of pain from his fucktoy. He could feel himself bottoming out, prompting him to slam his hips harder into the pigs round hairy cheeks. He was surprised how much he enjoyed fucking another man. Something about the hair surrounding his cock as he pistons his cock in and out, the sensation of having their balls collide with each thrust, and the complete disregard for how much pain he might be feeling kinda made Brad think that he could do this again. With the drugs wearing off, Brads deep long strokes were causing more pain than pleasure but I was still hungry for loads in my pussy so I squeezed down and started fucking back. Not long after that Brad clenched my ass and planted his hot seed inside me. I smiled as I felt his load fill me up. I laid on the bed in ecstasy as they got dressed and left. Before leaving Brad spun around and tossed the sack of meth at me and I could faintly hear him ask Travis, “So who’s sack was that anyway?” followed by laughter. I never told Chris about the encounter, he wouldn’t believe me anyway. Sometimes I’ll feel really ashamed for being such a slut for tina, But then I think of Brad’s 9 inches and im reminded that I’m just a slut for big cock and I can definitely live with that.

PREP’D BUT GOOD By Randy Rawman “You want it?” he pants. “You want my seed?” “Fuck, yes,” I gasp. “Breed me. Breeding my hungry ass. Shoot that seed, fucker.” Dev’s about to unload his giant bull balls into my raw ass and I can’t fucking wait to feel it. It’s going to be the first of what I hope will be hundreds of raw loads taken and given in this new phase of my life. I’ve been a safe sex boy for decades, ever since I’d starting having sex at 21 I’m now 40 now, fitter and hornier than ever, but all I can think about—all I daydream about, all I want to look at on line—is breeding; huge hot wads of stud-cum being dumped and taken in sloppy, starving asses - like mine. As Dev quickens his fuckstrokes, building to blast-off, I turn my head and see the white lab coat he wears at work abandoned on the floor along with the gray slacks that caress his ass and showcase his cock-bulge so spectacularly. Dev was wearing both the first time I laid eyes on him, at the pharmacy I rushed to after getting my first prescription for PrEP from my longtime doctor, Dr. Foster. “This guy I’ve been seeing, well, he’s HIV-positive,” I explained to Dr. Foster, whose deep voice and soap-hunk handsome looks always drive me to distraction, “and things are getting pretty serious and I think the smart move for me would be to go on PrEP, because even though we practice safe sex, you never know, right?” This was a lie. I wasn’t seeing anybody, let alone a guy who was HIV-positive. But it sounded a lot better than the truth, which is something like, “Yeah, doc, I’ve always been super turned on by the idea of barebacking and breeding and taking seed and giving seed and felching and snowballing and now I’m determined to make my fantasies a reality.” When I handed over my prescription, the pharmacist Dev read it over, then looked up at me without a trace of interest or emotion. He then typed in the info and told me it would be ready within 20 minutes if I wanted to wait. I bought myself a soda and cruised the BBRT app and daydreamed about cum-swapping until Dev called my name. When I picked up the prescription, Dev made sure to reiterate Dr. Foster’s instructions; to take it everyday without fail and that it takes a little while to become effective. I told him I understood, handed over the copay—thank you, Obamacare—and went on my way. A few weeks later, I awoke to a phone call from an Unknown number. “Randy, this is Dev from CVS Pharmacy calling.” “Oh hi,” I said, groggily. I have my pharmacy number saved in my phone and it always comes up as ‘CVS,’ not ‘Unknown.’ Odd. “I’m the pharmacist who filled your prescription for Truveda,” he explained. “Uh-huh,” I said. “I wanted to make sure you knew that if you started taking it the day you got the prescription, it should be effective by now,” he said, “and see if you or your partner had any questions.” “I think I’m good, we’re good,” I said. “Thank you.” “I also wanted to let you know that I have a 6-day load in my balls and I would like to blast it in your ass.” This stunned me into silence. “I know that’s what you want, Randy, you don’t have to pretend,” he said calmly. “You want that more than anything; to take cum in your aching ass. I saw that in your eyes when you handed over that prescription. You were shaking, just a little bit. And while you were waiting for it to be filled, you were on BBRT, cruising around like the cumswapper you’re dying to be.” “How do you know that?” I asked, still totally stunned. “There’s a mirror behind the waiting area and I could see your phone in the reflection,” he said. “Is your partner home?” “No,” I said. “Actually, I don’t have a partner. I don’t know why I said I did.” Dev laughed, then said, “Okay, here’s the plan,” he said. “It’s 9:47 now. I’d like to be balls-deep in you by 11:30. Give me your address.” So I did. And he was. Balls-deep in me at 11:30. But first I got to give him the once-over, with my eyes and my hands and my tongue. I got the lab coat off first. Then he removed his glasses. Fuck, he was good looking, like the Indian-American actor from the show Heroes. He was around 40, with a gym-toned body and a hairy but well-trimmed chest. Once the lab coat and the pec-hugging polo came off, I got to admire his hot ass and packed crotch in those snug slacks as he walked to my bedroom window and closed the drapes. Then he walked back to me, got right into my face, our mouths close to touching, put his hands on my shoulders and shoved me down to my knees. “Suck me through my slacks,” he said. I grabbed his globes with both hands and pulled his bulge onto my mouth. He must have been going commando because his cock was unimpeded as it swelled and arched up to the right. I slid my mouth back and forth on it like an ear of corn and it got longer and each time I slid back to the tip. I pulled away and looked at the wet spot we had created together; me with my spit and Dev with his pre-seed. “Pull it out,” he said. “You got me leaking and I know you want any seed that comes out of my dick to go inside you, one way or another.” I unzipped Dev’s fly and pulled out his cock: eight inches, thick and rock hard, with a fat purple head that I knew was going to open me up good. I dove down on his dick, my hunger for cock trumping the gag reflex that used to trip me up in my younger, more inhibited days. As I sucked and savored his pre-seed, Dev started in with the verbal, saying “When I went to school to become a pharmacist all those years ago, I didn’t know that modern science was going to give me such a tremendous gift; an endless, excited stream of fresh, desperate-to-be-bred cumdumps; and that I’d get to be at first in line to seed them.” I pulled off his throbbing cock and looked up into his dark, sexy eyes. “How many customers have you initiated this way?” I asked. “You’ll be 37,” he said. “I keep track on my phone.” And then he laughed. Turned on by the thought of all that barebacking, I dived back down on his cock, determined to get it as hard and wet as possible for my hole. “But you’re definitely one of the hottest,” he added. I groaned around his cock. “And hungriest. Stand up, lose those slutty little shorts.” I pulled off my red vintage Adidas running shorts and before I regained my balance, he shoved me on the bed and dived tongue-first into my hole. “It’s 11:18,” I said to him, stealing a look at my alarm clock. “Don’t worry, baby,” he said. “I’ll keep my balls-deep promise. Just getting you wet and ready.” Dev grabbed the bottle of lube from the nightstand and lubed-up my hole first and then his throbbing cock, and then, as he positioned his cockhead at the opening of my pucker, I looked at the clock. It read 11:25. “You ready?” he asked. “Yes,” I said. “You sure? Because once I’m in you, I’m not stopping till you take my seed. There’s no turning back.” “Have any of the 36 other sluts pussied out?” “One,” he said. “But he called me back a day later and I gave my him jizz in the storeroom at work during my lunch break.” As we were talking, Dev slowly sunk his hot cock into me, a millimeter at a time. God, it was hurting like fuck but if I kept him talking, if I didn’t focus on the pain, it wasn’t that bad. Dev knew that, too, and was happy to keep up the verbal. “How long have you wanted to cross the line, become a hardcore barebacker instead of a guy who slips up once in a while and feels bad about it?” “Years, man,” I admitted, sensing he was about halfway inside me now. “I remember when Hot Desert Knights came out with their first video, I ordered it on VHS and I came so hard at the end of the first scene when the bottom took his fucker’s seed deep inside. And it was an internal breeding, too. Not one of those cum outside and slather it on the hole jobs. I still remember the anticipation of watching the bottom’s freshly fucked hole and waiting for him to push his breeder’s seed out. It took a while, but when that juice came oozing out—God, I remember it was so thick and white—I came again. It took me about a week to get through the video because I would cum after one scene and then shut it off so I could savor the thrill for as long as possible.” “The videos I post are almost all internal,” Dev said casually, rocking from side to side, his cock almost all the way inside me now. It was 11:27. “Videos?” I ask, intrigued but also scared. I’m ready for his seed, I think, but am I ready for my closeup? I don’t think so. “On Xtube and Tumblr,” he said. “And then they end up all over.” “What’s your screen name?” I asked. “FitFlooder,” he said. “Fuck,” I said. “I’ve seen your vids. I know it. Holy shit, I’ve jacked off to my pharmacist.” I couldn’t help but laugh, which oddly made my hole relax a little more around his stiff invader. “I don’t show faces,” he explained, “unless the bottoms are okay with it. I let the bottoms tell me what they’re comfortable with showing. The only real rule I have is I always cum inside.” “As it should be.” “There are two videos I’ve posted where I creamed fuckers faces but that was only because I had already bred both the guys multiple times and each guy wanted my huge load all over his face.” “Hot,” I groaned as I tried to get used to him. “Mission accomplished, fucker,” Dev said, looking down at where his cock would be if it weren’t buried all the way up ass. “Balls deep and it’s only 11:29.” “Oh fuck,” I groaned. “I’m so fucking full. If you start sliding in and out, I think I’m going to break in half.” “I don’t care,” he said simply and then without taking his cock out of my ass, reached over to the night stand and grabbed his phone. “What are you doing?” I asked. “Recording the moment for posterity,” he said. “What if I don’t want you to?” I ask. “I pull out and go home,” he said. “It’s your choice.” The thought of him leaving without seeding me was nearly unbearable. “Okay, but no face.” What the fuck was happening? Here I was, about to take my first raw load from a virtual stranger and I was seriously thinking of letting him make a video of it. “I won’t show your face,” he agreed. “And before I leave here, I’ll show it to you. And I bet when we watch it, you’ll get so hard you’ll insist on taking my seed again…or I can take yours. I’m an equal opportunity spunk-swapper.” “All right,” I replied. “Do it. Fucking breed me.” Dev turned on the camera and held it with one hand while he steadied my hips with the other. He slowly started to slide his hot cock out of my ass and just as he felt the rim of his cockhead connect with my first ring, he’d slide back in. “God that feels so good, fucker,” he said. “Your ass is like fucking velvet.” “My ass is yours,” I groaned. “You didn’t ask my status, fucker,” he said, gradually picking up the pace of his fuck strokes. “I didn’t,” I said. “Because it doesn’t matter,” he said. “You’re free to be the cumwhore you’ve always wanted to be. Is that what you want to be?” “Yes,” I gasped as his fuckstick hit home again and again. “Yes, it is.” “Say it then,” he said, looking me in the eyes while the camera caught his cockstrokes into my hole. “I need to hear you say it. So do the fuckers watching this.” “I want to be a cumwhore,” I said. “I want to take seed all the time, everyday, from every hot fucker I can get my hole around. And give it, too.” “I may have to take you up on that,” he replied, "but not yet. Right now I’m going to give you what you need so bad. I knew you needed it the second I saw you and you’re about to get it.” “Oh yes. Fuck yes.” Dev’s fuck strokes were coming fast and furious. I used my battered ass muscles to try and milk his seed out and make the insemination as mind-blowing for him as I knew it was going to be for me. “What do you want?” he asked. “I want your cum,” I said. “You want it?” he panted. “You want my seed?” “Fuck, yes,” I gasped. “Breed me. Breeding my hungry ass. Shoot that seed, fucker.” “Once I do it, I own you. You understand that? Do you?” Dev’s intensity snaps me back into the present moment, this moment I’ve been fantasizing about for so long and I finally got the courage to make happen. “Yes, breed me.” I say. “After this, you’re going to be hooked. You’re going to live for cum. You understand that?” “Yes, breed me.” “Oh fuck, that six day load is coming, fucker. Get ready to take it.” “Yes, fucker, yes! Fill my up. Seed my fucking guts, stud!” “Aaaaarrrggggghhh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Unnnnnghh!” Dev bellowed as jet after jet of man cum whitewashed my insides. “Take that seed!” “I feel it, fucker. Every rope, I feel it. Give me every drop.” “Take every drop of that DNA. Let it soak into your guts.” “Aaaaah,” Dev sighed. Then, turning the camera off, tossed his phone beside us and collapsed on top of me without withdrawing his python from my ass. “God, that was incredible,” I sighed, reaching my hand down to stroke my hard cock. Dev smacked my hand away. “You’re not jerking off, fucker. You’re a Truveda Slut now.” “So?” “Truveda Sluts don’t waste their seed.” “Fine. You gonna take it?” “I might,” he said. “Or we can hit a bathhouse together or find a hotel party on BBRT. The options are wide open…just like that ass of yours. The point is, as you’ve just discovered, your hot sperm can make some lucky studfucker’s day so it’s just selfish of you to waste it.” Dev shifted his weight a bit and his spent dick snaked out of my hole with a plop. “Don’t you dare let my spunk come out yet.” Dev grabbed his phone and slid me over the edge of the bed where the light was better, hitting ‘record’ on the cameraphone. “Pull those legs back,” he ordered, adding "And let me see what six days worth of cum looks like oozing out of a brand new Truvada Whore.” I did as Dev ordered. I relaxed my ass muscles, and felt glob after glob of Dev’s wet spunk ooze from hole and down my crack. “Damn, I shot a huge load, fucker.” Dev commented. “You don’t have to tell me,” I answered, “I felt it.” “You brought it out in me.” “Mmmmm.” “Are you glad you picked my pharmacy for your Truveda prescription?” “Yes.” “Are you glad you let me in your hot hole raw?” “Yes.” “Are you glad you took my seed?” “Yes.” “Do you want more cum?” “Yes.” “Good, because this is just the beginning.”

Part 1 After the third time I was caught giving blow job in the park my father threw me out of the house. I had not finish school and had no skills except one. So I used that skill to support my self. Taking adds out in Craigslist getting fuck by creepy guys being robbed and taking a beating every so often. I get this response one day of just going to a restaurant and talking and he will give me $1,000 I say WTF it's easy money to just sit and talk. He sent me his face picture so I would know him, I was there on time and so was he. We went into a back booth where we could talk in private. The first thing Lenny ask for was my ID as he said I don't look 18. I showed my real ID and his response was Happy Birthday as my 18 birth day was 2 weeks ago. He passed me the envelope with $1,000 like he said he would. Then he ask if I like being a working boy and being with creepy guys getting robbed. I said no and his respond by saying there is a better way that I'm perfect for. It for me to become part of his family. He said at the rate I was going I would be lucky to make another year but in his family things are a lot different. In Lenny and his brother Sam family we are all of the same blood ( at this time I had no idea what that meant). Lenny offer me $10,000 to go out to his family home and see what's it's about. I will also be check out to see how my health is to make sure in D&D free as I have dealt with some nuts. He gave me a number to call and to think it over and give him a call if I want to do this, I said ok and left. Back at the SRO that I'm staying in looking at the easiest money that I just made and I look at this run down room I'm in and I say to my self I think Lenny is right it's a very hard life I'm living. A week later I give Lenny a call and make arrangements to be pickup. It almost dark when we meet and I get into the car with everything I own, Lenny says that's all you own and I look down and say yes it is. By the time we arrived it was dark and I had no idea where we were. We turned into this very long wooded drive way and we came to this very large house. I enter this house and Lenny partner Sam is there to greet me. Lenny & Sam are both in there 40s both and in great shape with steel blue eyes. They take me to a room and we start to talk as they really like having boys like me around. They say here I will have new life in a loving family and if I want to be part of it. It does not take me long to say yes. Sam who is a real Doctor I found out later takes out a STD kit and starts. He takes blood and right after it is taken Joey walks in and takes it and told to get it tested. After a long talk and they know how I have been making a living we get something to eat. After diner they show my room where I will living. I can't believe how tired I am and go to bed. After a 12 hour sleep I wake up so horny I want to get fuck by anyone or thing. As I'm laying bed Joey walks in and says it's a nice day out side and do I want to go for a dip in the pool. We get to the pool and Joey hands me a thong just like his. Joey is a little older than me maybe 20 is 5ft 10 140lb. nipple ring on his right side with a nose ring and a steel ring around his neck.With a swimmer build. I'm 5ft 7 120lb. and skinny real fem body. Joey in his thong has the biggest bulge and it's ready to bust out. I'm bone white as have not been out much and Joey lays me down on my stomach by the pool and starts to rub sun screen over my body. I'm so fucking horny I feel like asking him to fuck me raw as his hands is working my ass cheeks and my ass crack with his finger so close to my hole.

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

You are not thinking it too much. Once you are poz you cannot go back and nowadays there is really no excuse to "want the bug" or anything of sort. If really all you think about is getting bred, get on PreP (I'm sure it's available in Norway, being the advanced country it is) and go have fun. That's not 100% safe, but it's a much better deal then repressing your inner wishes till one day - perhaps on vacation - you go nuts and take 20 loads at an anonymous party, without being on PreP.

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

To be clear, I was not suggesting that your ex is the person stalking you. But your ex is behind this. Do yourself a favor and stop communicating with your ex as well. No texting, no phone calls, no nothing. Just a wall of silence. He is getting some type of sick pleasure terrorizing you this way. By talking to him, you are letting him know that his plan is working. Change your phone number (again). Stay off Craigslist for a while. And stop feeding into all this. It will go away. If the intention was to hurt you physically, I think it would have happened by now.That being said, don't leave yourself open to anything and don't escalate the situation with threats.

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

The only think I could think of, is if you went on meds the day after seroconversion. You may not give your body a chance to develop ABs that show up in the test, when you are effectively positive. A positive PCR test would be conclusive. Which is what you should do in your case if there's any doubt.

Fella, this is without a doubt one of the best stories I've ever read on here. Really natural, realistic and incredibly horny. And I love Stuart's cockiness. Cheers. Can't wait for more. Ps heading on holiday to Scotland myself next week. Shame you're going to be away yourself ;-)

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.

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.

"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_)

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

Stockholm, Sweden here!

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

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”……

Found this hot post: http://johnsmith26283.tumblr.com/post/123474250312/hot-cum-dripping

Four hours later my phone rang. My friends wanted to go for breakfast and then have a look at the pride festival around the corner. Usually, I can’t handle anything less than eight hours of sleep, but my dick all-but commanded me to get up and join my friends. You see, I hadn't cum the night before, so essential horniness awoke me enough that I could meet with them. Looking into the mirror I had knew I had looked better, even if I was somewhat proud of myself. Overall I looked like shit. My hair was a mess, caked with cum, hair gel and who knows what else. My knees were scraped-up from kneeling on the ground for an extended time, my hairy legs were covered with dried cum, my hole was also a mess, but my jock saturated with dried precum. In addition I noticed the sheets were stained with white and even some red. 'Not a good sign', I thought to myself, grinning internally, as I remembered a statistic I had encountered, that on average, every 30th load bites. Thinking back, I thought I had taken 15 or so loads the night before, which was far from 30, but the intensity of the sex play, and blood stains suggested the probability was somewhat higher than average. Was it too late to catch myself and return to the good side? I jumped into the shower and sat on the shower bench, letting the water pour down on me as I fingered my hole. A little more blood, as well as more cum oozed out. My cock got hard. “Fuck it!” I thought. It was probably too late anyway. Getting out of the shower, somewhat cleaner, I dried myself, pulled on another jock, a T-shirt and some jeans and ran out the door to catch-up with my friends who were waiting in the lobby. “What happened to you? You look really tired,” was the gist of their greeting. Someone else asked “Didn’t you leave early?” I mumbled something about a noisy party next door and a bad hangover. They left me alone. We walked over to a nice place where we could sit outside and look at the farmer’s markets. We had a nice breakfast, but all I could think of was cocks, dicks, cum and being poz. We went and had a look at the pride festival. Heaps of stalls, men and beer. Being on holidays, a beer at 11:00 was totally justified. We each paid for a round, so life was good. Started chatting with a couple of guys, the atmosphere relaxed and a little cruisey. My single friend started an intimate discussion with a twink and disappeared, and my friends who were couples were getting bored, so I sent them on their way and promised to meet up later. I kept wondering around and ended up at the tent for the national AIDS council. Condoms and brochures everywhere. A mid 30s, tall blonde stud was discussing treatments with one of the volunteers. A sexy guy in his early 20s, dark hair, blue eyes approached me. “Are you alright there?” “Yeah thank you” I stumbled. “Are you informed about protection? Do you have any questions?” “Ah thank you” I blushed. “Big couple of nights recently, not sure whether I need protection anymore...” “Oh really? Sorry to hear that” ”No no it's fine. Guess for some it is their destiny.” “Maybe. Maybe not. You think you are already infected?” I began to tell him about the last two nights and as I did I noticed an increasing bulge in his crotch. When I finished my story, somehow I wasn't terribly surprised when he commented with a broad smile, "So, you were quite the slut!” As I sputtered a reply he continued saying "You don’t look at all like it. I love your innocent looks and the inside piggyness. I got pozzed to years ago. A condom broke, but I have no idea who it was. Would have loved to be aware of when it was happening.” “Oh, I assumed all you guys are negative." "Hell no. Most of us are poz. And some of us are here to make new friends. Some of mine stopped talking to me after they found out I was poz.” “That’s heavy” I replied. “Yeah, but we are a club here now.” “Once you are diagnosed, you are very welcum to join” he winked at me. “Only then? No possibility to join earlier?” “Well there is an option,” he replied, explaining "One of the members needs to vouch that the diagnosis is inevitable.” “And how does he do that?” “Special one on one time” his eyes now looking devilishly at me. I was rock hard. This hot twink wanted to poz me! Should I risk it? What were the odds? What did I have to lose? Would I regret it, if it turned out I was already infected and said no now? I grinned and asked “How do I sign up?” “Come with me.”

I can feel Sam dick and PA touching my hole as he rubs back then stops and pushes it in slowly and says to Lenny, this is the tightest hole he's ever stuck his dick in. For me there is a lot of pain at first as I've only had a few dicks in my hole, second this is the biggest dick I've ever seen. Sam is pushing more as Joey puts something under my nose and tells me to inhale. Sam stops and pulls out and tell Lenny I'm only half way in and you have to feel how tight this bitch is so you found him so you should be the first one to go all the way in before we wreck this hole for good. Lenny dick is the same size as Sam but it going in a lot more comfortable than Sam dick when he started. Lenny say good God how tight I am and he goes in all the way. Lenny take a hit of the same stuff that Joey was giving me and is now starting to fuck me as hard as he can,I feel his body starting to quiver as he shoots his first load in me. Then it's Sam turn and he tells Joey to slam me hard , I almost black from the rush as Sam is drives his dick right into me to the balls. Its now starting to feel great as I see Sam sweating as he is jack hammering my hole from the side mirror , then Sam puts his load in me and shows his dick to Lenny and says this is a great start. Sam comes over to me and tell me to clean his off his dick I see some blood on it , so I do the best I can wile Lenny starts to fuck me again.

I such cock because I love the juice. I love precum and I love cum. If a cock doesn't deliver, then I get less interested. And without being arrogant, I have a reputation as being a great cocksucker. Female friends asked me for advice, because some of my ex-partners referred them to me My record was 10 loads over 5 hours from 7 guys.

Your doctor could just give you a 4th Gen HIV test that looks for antibodies to both HIV-1 and HIV-2 (which your immune system creates) and an antigen of the HIV-1 virus in your blood itself. HIV-1 is the much more common form in HIV, except in parts of Africa.

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!

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.

I’ve have been with Doc for 10 days and in that time he has been fisting & stretching my hole open me almost every day before we leave for IML. We get to the airport and I can see a lot of guys who are going on this plane from NYC to Chicago. A few come over to Doc and say hello and say is this your boy for IML, Doc says no I was training him for his family who we will meet up at IML, they say you must have had a lot fun and Doc says you have no idea how much fun I had. We all sit near each other and some ask is this my first time at IML , I say yes and I’ve have really been looking towards it. We get inside the lobby and its pack with a lot of hot looking guys and they are bumping into me witch I really don’t mind.Doc goes to the front desk and he gets his room and the room number where my family is staying. Doc and I get to my family room and the whole family is there , they all come over to hug me and welcome to IML. Jack ask Doc how I did and Doc pointed to his elbow and everyone started to laugh, Doc said to Jack that I’m ready. Jack comes over to me and says clean your hole out real good as I have some friends who want meet you. The room we have will sleep all 8 of us very comfortable even with the 2 slings and bench that are in the room. After I finish getting clean in & out Jack give me a pice of paper with a room number and says go to it and have fun. Since this is a leather event all I will be wearing is a leather chest harness and a small leather pants with my butt cheeks exposed. Before I leave Jack gives me a big glass with G in it and says you will need it. I would rather have been slammed. I get to the room and knock on the door and the GHB is starting to take its effect, the door opens and this daddy greets me with his 3 other friends. In less than a minute I’m out of my shorts and on the bed sucking his dick. All 4 of them are of good size of 7-9 inch with big prince alberts, 2 have bio hazard tattoos .As I’m sucking one dick I feel someone spitting on my hole then I feel their dick rubbing my hole. One says to the other I hope he is not a tight ass as I like to pound little twink. The one I’m sucking is gaging me and stops as the one working my hole just shoves it in, there was every little discomfort and it felt very good he just starts to just pound me as he says to the others this one is a winner and maybe we should keep him. I feel him starting he is ready to blow his load and someone says just breed him, after he is finish they spin me around to clean off hid dick as the one who’s dick I was sucking just shoves his dick in me and just bangs away. After I clean the dick that came out of my hole I start to suck another dick . This goes on for hours till I don’t think they can drop any more loads. They take me into the bathroom and tell me to get into the bath tub on my knees and open my mouth. They stick their dick in my mouth and pee,they tell me to drink there piss, after they are finish I ask if I can use the shower, they say NO and get the fuck out. I go back to my family room and Jack is on his cell phone and seams very happy. I take a shower, when I get out Jack says I did a very good job for his friends and that he is very proud of my performance. Jack puts leash on my slave collar and takes me down to the vendor area. He is very proud by the way people are looking at us and the comments we are getting. The good and the bad of going to IML comming

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

MAL Leather Slave’s Reward - The Stealth Bomber, Episode 4:– Slave #1-2014. The bloodied cotton square is safely secured to the index card and placed in my treasure chest. Another negative ass has been infected, and 2014 is off to a great start. Washington, DC, provides many opportunities for stealthing and infecting negative ass. Lots of business travellers, college kids, tourists, government-related workers and officials, the list goes on and on, but there is one group that I always find a challenge and that is the leather crowd at the annual Mid-Atlantic Leather (MAL) Convention that is held every year in January. Now, there are cum slut bottoms galore at MAL, fuck just walk through the hotel and you can find bottoms with their doors open and asses up for any dick that will mount them. But for me, that’s too easy and most of those dumb cunts are already POZ, so I go on the hunt for the rare leather species – the negative leather bottom – and Friday night I tracked and bagged my latest prize. There are several websites where people attending MAL typically post messages looking to set up connections and as I scoured and trolled them there was one that caught my eye. A leather bear daddy was bringing his slave to MAL for the first time and wanted to find a ‘safe’ top to share him with, also for the first time. They were both negative, the slave was in his mid-20’s, new to the leather scene, and the leather bear was clearly trying to still have fun while protecting his slave from the hungry wolves. Perfect. We exchanged several emails to discuss what we each got into, how big my dick was as the leather bear’s was average so they wanted someone well hung to work the slave’s hole, did we only play safe, our status and of course I assured him I was negative and played only safe. Bullshit. Yet, as always, the asshole believed me and so we agreed to meet early Friday evening to help get their weekend to DC started right. The leather bear daddy wanted also wanted to be a sub/cuckold and be ordered to sit and watch as another top used his slave so to prepare for the big night I polished up my black boots, pulled out my bag of paddles and other toys, and let my balls churn my toxic load into a thick heavy cream, and did not jack off or fuck any ass for 5 days. I could almost taste my own jizz every time my dick twitched because my nutts were so swollen and full. At 6:30 p.m. I made my way through the lobby of the MAL host hotel, acknowledging some of the looks and stares I got, dismissing others, and making a mental note of one or two slut looking bottoms I may want to sniff out later if things did not go as planned. But I’m the Stealth Bomber, things ALWAYS go as planned. I knocked on the hotel room door and the slave opened it immediately. The slave boy was cute, scruffy looking, average body, and was wearing a thick leather collar with a chain that dragged on the floor. His eyes were downcast so I slapped his face and pushed him aside as I walked into the room, knowing his cheek was stinging good right now and his eyes had teared up a bit. As I had ordered, the leather bear daddy was sitting in a chair close to the door, the only light in the room was from the fixture by the door to the room, casting much of the room in a dim glow and dark shadows. The daddy’s head turned, his eyes gleamed, his mustached lips trembled a bit as he saw me, and he jacked his dick frantically in anticipation. I stopped in front of him and SLAPPED his face too and said, “Don’t forget who’s in charge tonight. Did I say you could touch your dick yet? Fucking sit there, and watch.” The leather bear daddy’s eyes were alight with fire now, anger and desire mixed, but he nodded and set his hands on the arms of the chair. I proceeded to the far side of the bed where he could not see, set my bag down, pulled out my cotton squares and a few other essentials. I flung a box of condoms onto the bed, a bottle of lube, a leather paddle, a hand towel, walked back around the end of the bed and said to the leather daddy, “You fucking stink. If you’re going to stay and watch me use your slave you need to take a good shower, or you can leave and can come back when I call you.” The leather bear opened his mouth to object, thought better of it, nodded, got up, and walked into the bathroom, closed the door, and I soon heard the water running. The slave was still standing near the door, so I walked over, scooped the chain up, led him towards the bed, dropped the chain, and with my left hand reached out and stroked his dick which made him jump. He had a pretty good size dick for a bottom and he looked at me in confusion. I lowered my voice and whispered, “I bet your master doesn’t let you cum often does he? Here, put one of these condoms on your dick and jack yourself off. I’ll then put it in my bag and he will never know. I want you to have pleasure in this too and it will be our little secret. It’ll make my big dick really hard to see you jack off and I know you like having a big dick up your ass don’t you?” The slave smiled, nodded his head anxiously, I could see his hunger for my dick. I reached over, grabbed the box of condoms, tore one open and handed it to him. He slipped it over his dick, furiously jerking himself, as I leaned back in and said, “We don’t have much time. You may speak – what will make you cum quicker? My finger in your ass?” The slave was almost panting at that, he just nodded, so I let him watch as I stuck my right index finger in my mouth, spit it up real good, then turned him, spread his cheeks, and then rammed my finger into his dry chute. He squealed like a stuck pig, “Shhh,” I said, as now that my finger was in his hole I took my left hand and covered his mouth. I knew my right index finger was hurting him. It was supposed to. I always keep that nail longer, and the edges sharpened just so I can slice and dice the inside of an ass and get it ready for me to infect. I jabbed my finger harder and harder, his little chute tried to pucker up tight and fought me, but I cut my way through and while be beat his dick I began to finger his golden knob, messaging his prostate round and round making him sigh and moan into my hand. This was taking too long. “Come on boy. Shoot that fucking slave cum. Shoot that worthless faggot cum. If you want to get fucked by a real man’s dick you better shoot that cum faggot. Just wait until you feel my big dick up your ass, filling you up like your master can’t.” That did the trick. The slave’s chute tried to snap my finger off and his body trembled in joy as he shot a big load into the condom. I yanked my finger out, saw it was coated pretty good in red, turned the boy around, gently eased the condom off his dick and had to admire the load he shot. “Feel better now?” I asked. The slave smiled, nodded, “Stay there,” I ordered. I walked over to the bed, set the freshly filled condom on the bed near the pillows, laid one of my hand towels over it, picked up one of my cottons squares off the floor and rubbed my red-coated finger clean, walked back to the slave with another towel and whispered, “Here. Wipe your dick clean. Get off the cum. Now coat it with lube, just stand there looking in the mirror and jerk your dick. Get it hard again.” The slave nodded. I took the towel, laid it near the foot of the bed with my lube. The scene was set, time to get the action started. I went to the bathroom door and rapped on it hard with my knuckles, “Get the fuck out here. I don’t have all night to wait on your hairy ass.” The door swung open, the leather bear looked ashamed, he nodded, grabbed a towel and followed me back into the room as he dried himself off. “Much better,” I snarled. “You don’t smell like a fucking barn anymore. Time to work this piece of shit over. I told him I wanted to see if he could get that faggot dick of his hard. So far it looks like he’s got a cunt dick. Soft and worthless like a good slave huh. Sit back in that chair. I don’t want to see you touching your dick. You just watch. Understand?” The leather bear daddy nodded, sat back in the chair, I picked up the slave’s chain as he wiped his lubed covered hand off on his chest. I slapped his face hard, told him to lick my boats, and the leather bear started moaning in joy and agreement at just that. “Shut the fuck up!” I yelled. “I don’t need to hear the fucking peanut gallery. You sit there and WATCH and be QUIET.” After the slave licked my boots, I sat on the edge of the bed and had him undress me. When I stood up and my dick flew out, hard and ready to infect and breed, both the slave and the leather bear gasped a little. That was alright. I wanted them to be mesmerized by my dick and remember it well. I then made the slave bend over the bed, his chain rattling against the metal frame, as I used my paddle to beat his ass nice and red. By now the leather bear daddy’s dick was practically streaming precum and I caught him a couple times reaching for his dick, but one look from me and he jerked his hand back. Preliminaries were over. The blood had dried on the cuts I had made in the slave’s ass earlier, so it was time to open them up again and unload my infected cum. This slave might have come to MAL clean and negative, but he would go home carrying my POZ bug and it would happen right in front of his loving and protective leather bear daddy. The man who is supposed to keep him safe. The man who is supposed to ensure no harm comes to him. Dumb asses. I dragged the slave to the far side of the bed, deeper into the shadows. I slapped his face hard a couple times, forced him to his knees, shoved my dick in his mouth, then in disgust said, “You’re a worthless cock sucker. That mouth is a waste. Here, open your mouth, this is all your mouth is good for and you better hope your ass is better.” When the slave opened his mouth I inserted a big ball gag and tied it tight. Can’t have him telling his bear daddy what’s happening next. I yanked him back up, shoved him onto the bed, “Get on your fucking hands and knees, scoot back a little, you want this big dick? Think you can take it?” All the slave could do was whimper, so I said to the bear daddy, “You sure your slave can take me? It takes me a while to cum? You sure you want me to give it to him? Make his ass sore?” I could see him smile and his dick twitch and bounce as the bear daddy nodded, eager to see me give his slave what he couldn’t. I grabbed the slave’s chain, yanked on it hard, his head craned back as I drove my right index finger back in his pucker hole making him cry out and whimper into the ball gag. He strained against the collar trying to pull away, but I held tight. “You better not run. Your master is watching you. You want to make him proud don’t you? You want to serve him like a good slave right? Good, now you fucking faggot, toss those condoms back toward me and listen to your master tell you what a worthless slave you are and how he is going to punish you later for fighting me. Tell him asshole, tell him how worthless he is. Tell him I’m here because your fucking little dick ain’t shit and it’s time for his ass to feel a real man. Talk dirty. That shits gets me hard. Tell your slave how it humiliates you to see someone else give him what you can’t.” As the leather bear daddy did as he was told and started talking dirty to his slave, I made a grand show of grabbing the box of condoms, tearing one off, opening the packet up, mumbling about it not going on quick enough and pretending to squirt a big shot of lube on the slave’s hole. In reality I had only put small a squirt of lube on his ass and a light coating on my dick and in my ‘fumbling’ had dropped the condom from the packet into my bag on the floor. “Fucking faggot slave. Ready for this dick? I can’t hear you, I said I CAN’T FUCKING HEAR YOU!” and with that I rammed my raw dick into the slave’s already bloody ass. Every muscle in his body tensed and jerked like he had just been electrocuted and the leather bear got louder and more verbal as he saw his slave assaulted and knew it was hurting – he was fucking loving it. Immediately as the initial shock wore off the slave’s head snapped around, his neck straining, his eyes bulged as they met mine and I could tell he knew. He knew I was fucking him raw and there was not a damn thing he could do a about it. Shit I love that look of fear, realization, and the shimmers of desire for it, wanting it, needing my cum inside them. I have to admit he played the loyal slave part well and tried to buck and twist and get away, but I just dropped the chain, grabbed the collar around his neck, yanked him back and up against my body as I buried the rest of my bareback shaft in his hole and whispered so only he could hear, “Feel me? Feel that dick deep? I know this is what you want, and I will give it to you.” The slave started to struggle wildly to free himself from my raw fuck, so I slammed him face down on the bed, pulled his body back a bit so his ass was hanging off the edge of the bed and deep dicked him. The leather bear daddy was going crazy and was excited as hell and was literally pounding his fists on the arms of the chairs in excitement as he watched his slave get fucked and used. It only took several strokes of deep dicking before the slave relaxed and stopped fighting. The pure ecstasy of having a big, raw dick stroking his guts and opening that ass overwhelmed all other thoughts and feelings. “Look at your faggot slave,” I said to the bear daddy, “Pushing his ass back, he wants me deeper, harder.” I lifted my right leg and angled into his hole, making him whimper, and I could tell his ass was getting wetter and it was time for my first load. Hot scalding cum shot from the head of my dick into his quivering hole and I pulled almost all the way out to ensure some of shot directly into the bloody cuts I had made with my nail before sinking back in. To the leather bear daddy, I did not let on that I was cumming at all. As far as he knew, I was just mixing up my thrusts and angles. The slave however knew. He strained to turn his head again, his eyes begging and pleading. Maybe he wanted to say stop, but I knew he meant he wanted me to give it to him. Bottoms can always feel when I cum. I shoot hard into the walls, and its thick and sticky like oatmeal, and my dick pulses like a cannon with every shot of infection. The slave whimpered a little, turned his head back, and I continued pumping, working my load deeper and deeper. After another minute I slowed and said to the bear, “OK, shut the fuck up. Just watch and learn.” Leaving my dick buried to the hilt in his ass, I grabbed his collar with both hands lifted the slave up and off the bed, turned, sat on the bed and laid back. “Ride that dick faggot slave. Bounce on it. Open that ass up.” I wrapped the chain to the collar around my wrist in case he got any stupid ideas and watched as he sneakily tried to reach back and feel my raw dick. I rapped his hand with my knuckles, spread my legs, he got the idea and slowly started bouncing on my dick. I gave him just enough chain so he could get a good bounce, but not come all the way off. My poz cum had made my dick glisten and shine and with every bounce the slave made, he helped assure his own infection. Time for the second breeding. I leaned up, grabbed his collar tight and in one motion pulled him back onto my chest as I brought my feet up and wedged them on the edge of the bed. “Listen to your faggot slave moan,” I said to the leather bear who was still sitting and watching in his chair, “My dick is stretching his walls now, punching in with every thrust, now listen to him as I bust his hole open.” I paused, adjusted the slave’s body on top of mine, I let go of his collar, reached down and cupped both hands under his ass to pull it open wider and hold him in place, leaned to his right – away from his master – and whispered in his ear, “Time for the next load in your ass.” The slave mumbled, I am sure he said PLEASE, as I eased my throbbing dick all the way until just the tip of my head was nestled at his torn hole. I shifted my feet, then SLAMMED MY DICK THROUGH HIS ASS RING, TEARING HIM MORE, SHREDDING HIM UP, PREPARING HIS HOLE FOR MORE INFECTED CUM. The slave shook and trembled, and swung his head from side to side as I beat fucked him. I dug my nails deeper into the flesh of his ass cheeks to keep his hole in place as I busted in and out and in and out, and as his whimpering increased so did my need to unload so I picked up the pace, angling from side to side with each thrust, doing as much damage as I could. Again the leather bear daddy thought I was pausing to change positions, but I was seeding his slave’s hole again. With every burst of my infected cum into his sore ass, the slave whimpered and turned his head to try to nuzzle into me. His assring was in total spasm from being abused, and milked every drop I had. My dick was still in the slave’s ass when I turned my head and said to the leather bear daddy. “Pull your chair all the way back to the door to the room. I want your slave to be able to really see you good.” While he was moving his chair, I dropped my legs, pushed the slave forward and up and stood up with my dick still in his ass. The slave seemed somewhat dazed and confused so I led him to the spot between the end of the bed and the dresser the TV was on, told him to brace himself with one hand on the bed, the other on the dresser. He hung his head, I yanked his head back with the chain, leaned close to his ear and whispered, “You look in your Master’s eyes as he watches you take my poz load.” That revelation made the slave try to turn again, but I slapped his head hard and he stumbled as I ran him forward, driving his body against his leather daddy who was stunned and shocked and had put up in hands in self defense. He opened his mouth and I said, “SHUT THE FUCK UP. DON’T SAY A WORD YOU CUCKOLD SON-OF-A-BITCH. YOU’RE AS WORTHLESS AS YOUR FAG SLAVE. NOW YOU GET TO FEEL UP CLOSE AND PERSONAL HOW YOUR SLAV’ES BODY REACTS TO BEING FUCKED BY A REAL DICK!” I started to slam fuck the slave’s ass, his cum filled guts slurping and burping and making wet sloppy noises as he grunted, his face just inches from his leather daddy’s as I forced my poz cum deeper and deeper in his ass. I dropped the chain, took a step back, clawed my nails into the flesh of his hips and drove my dick hard up his hole as I pulled the slave’s body backwards to meet my dick. He was defenseless now. His ass was totally open and if his leather daddy could have looked down, he would have seen a glistening trail of cum and pink juice streaking the back of the boy’s thighs. The leather bear daddy’s eyes were wide as saucers now. His mouth was twisting in odd shapes as he forced himself to hold in any sound. The slave was whimpering louder, begging for me to finish my poz work, so I did. With the full force of my body I slammed the slave forward against his leather daddy sitting in the chair, wrapped both hands around the slave’s neck, squeezed his throat hard and exclaimed, “I’M GONNA FUCKING CUM, HOLY SHIT, FUCK, GIVE ME THAT FAGGOT SLAVE ASS, GIVE IT TO ME, GIVE IT TO ME…..UGGGGG….SHIT…..UGGGGG……” This load felt twice as big as the first and went on and on and the slave’s body shuddered and spasmed in response. I was breathing hard and took my time working my cum in, caring nothing for how the bear daddy or his slave may feel right then. It was all about me and my need to infect and breed. Still keep my semi-hard dick in the slave’s ass, I reached down, dug my nails back into the flesh of his hips, pulled him back a yard or so and gave his leather bear daddy my most wicked, evil smile. The bear daddy was breathing hard too and I looked, and he had shot his own load all up onto his stomach, his dark hair now matted in gobs of white. “Did I fucking say you could touch yourself?” I asked. He gulped and meekly replied, “I didn’t I swear. I just, it just, fuck. It just happened. I…..” I shook my head, “Whatever, go clean that off real good. I don’t want to smell your funk.” The leather daddy bear held his hands out like he was afraid to touch himself as he walked into the bathroom. I yanked my dick out of the slave’s used ass making him cry out into the ball gag, quickly dragged him by the chain back to the other side of the bed, moved the hand towel near the pillows aside, took the condom the slave had filled earlier and squirted a dob of lube on it, rolled it around, then flung it onto the carpet in front of the TV. The slave looked at me in realization and I just smiled. I then bent down, grabbed a couple of my cotton squares, roughly dabbed his hole to secure my treasure trove, dropped the chain and said, “Go fucking kneel by the condom.” I jumped into my pants to hide my cum coated dick, then slid a piece of paper out of my pocket, walked over to the kneeling slave, slid the paper between his collar and neck, and leaned down and whispered in his ear, “You’re mine now.” I grabbed my boots and was just putting them on when the leather bear daddy came out of the bathroom. He looked at me, his slave kneeling, the used condom on the floor, he smiled wide, not having a fucking clue I just changed both their lives. I finished getting dressed, grabbed my bag, and pushed past the leather bear on my out without saying a fucking word to him. The elevator doors closed and I had to smile and wonder, what would the slave do to make sure his master did not find his ass full of cum? Hopefully this was a two-fer and once turned, the slave will then infect the leather bear daddy. I did not even make it to the next floor in the elevator before there must have been some fucking blue-light special tweet go out as it seemed the bottoms could smell cummy dick. Greedy slut bottoms were getting on at every floor it seemed. I just shook my head, they were all too easy, no I had something better in mind. At 11:55 I opened my front door and there sitting on the steps was the slave I fucked at the hotel. I held the door open as he walked in. I shut the door, he unzipped his leather jacket and held out the chain that was attached to his collar. I wrapped the chain around my left hand, pulled his cold body close, looked down in his eyes and snarled, “What the fuck are you doing here faggot slave? Where the hell is your master?” The slave shook a little, looked at the floor, and said, “Your note said ‘AIDS DICK – BE HERE BY MIDNIGHT’ so I am Sir. I…I left Master at the club, the one holding the Domination party. He…he..” I smiled, slapped his head, and said, “Good faggot. Time for you to learn how to worship an AIDs dick and to get your reward.”

The Stealth Bomber, Episode 3: Hotel Hunting Grounds – As the college boy bent over to pick up a bar napkin that had dropped on the floor I could not help to think that his ass reminded me of a pan of hot biscuits in those tan khakis he was wearing and I decided then and there that I had the perfect buttery topping his hole needed. Along with Ernest, I have several regulars I fuck because they all have something they can offer me beyond being the dumb, cum craving cunts that they are – and one of those was Nick, the General Manager of a Courtyard Hotel next to a local university in DC where I used to rent rooms on occasion to bring negative asses back to breed and infect. Like most predators, I never took my prey to my den or home. He was working the front desk when I first met him, and on my second night there he offered to upgrade me to a suite. I went to the desk to get the key, Nick offered to help me with my bags, and within 30-seconds of the suite door closing he was on his knees, sucking my big dick, and 60-seconds later had my raw dick in his ass, which was soon sloppy with my poz cum. I loaded him up on a regular basis, and part of our routine now was me telling him about how I bred someone on his staff or a guest at his hotel whenever I used his cunt. Nick loved it and had called me to let me know they had a new college kid working the lounge and asked me if I might be interested. My rooms were always comped now, and Nick put me up in one of the suites whenever he could. Tonight I had a suite at the end of the hall on the 7th floor next to the maid’s closet and by the stairwell, so my privacy was ensured. I went back to watching the college boy for a few more minutes and decided yes, he would do just fine for tonight. The past two weeks had been crazy busy at work and very stressful, and without any negative ass to breed I was angry, frustrated, and my balls were more than pent up. It was a Thursday night, so the lounge had the usual mix of business men who were tired after a long day of traveling or meetings and all looking forward to get home to their wives and families. I picked a quiet table in the corner where I could watch the boy and the entire lounge and soon the boy approached, looking a bit frazzled. “Hi, my name’s Deklin, I’ll be your server tonight. We have some appetizers and stuff over there if you like and what can I get you to drink?” I took a moment to look the boy up and down. Deklin was fairly short, blond, pale white skin with a bit of late-teenage acne, and for a skinny boy had a nice little ass on him. I met Deklin’s eyes and could see that my once-over had made him a little nervous, good, I then said, “Rum and coke, heavy on the rum please.” As Deklin walked over to the bar area to make my drink, his ass cheeks shifted in his khakis with each step and I knew I would have to give Nick a special thank you for this one. Deklin returned, spilling most my drink as he set it down, his hand shaking, “I’m…I’m… fuck…I’m so sorry Mister, I just…It’s been a busy night and I’m the only one working…and..” I firmly grabbed his wrist as he was hastily trying to mop up the spill and as his eyes filled with fear I said, “Relax guy. It’s OK, really. It’s no big deal. It’s just a drink, right? Let me guess, you’re new here? I come here often and this is the first time I’ve seen you. Deklin, right? Nice name. Don’t worry about it, but hey, how about this one you make double for me, O.K.?” I slowly released my grasp on his wrist as Deklin continued to stare at me, his hand still shaking slightly, he then nodded, finished cleaning my table off and went back to the bar and quickly returned with a new drink. “Thank you Sir, I’m sorry – again – I...yeah I’m new here and thanks for not being a dick…ummm I mean not being angry. I really need this job, but this shit is harder than I thought.” I laughed along with Deklin at that and inside liked how he was fighting to play the clean-cut professional server. The boy knew how to make a good drink and I continued to watch him as he worked and caught him glancing my way several times, a flash of fear marking his face each time I caught him, but I could only smile. Yes, I was going to enjoy stealthing his negative cunt for sure. Deklin brought me a fresh drink, I grabbed his wrist again, a little harder this time and said, “It looks like your other guests are all doing OK. Tell me about yourself Deklin, you’re in school at the university? What are you studying? Where did you grow up?” I loosened my grip as Deklin nervously began to tell the short version of his life story, how he was having to work double shifts because he needed the money, how he missed his girlfriend back home, how his parents were the best ever, blah blah blah. I smiled, nodded, and to him appeared to utterly enjoy what he was saying, but in my mind I was reviewing the many ways in which I planned to fuck him and how I knew I would add his name to my ledger of stealth breeding conquests. As the evening wore on, I continued to put away the drinks and Deklin relaxed more and more as we continued to chat, even asking me about my ‘wife’ as he noticed the gold wedding band I had on my hand. Soon I was the only one left in the lounge area, so I got up from my table, walked up to where Deklin was restocking supplies and asked, “Could you do one more thing for me?” Deklin jumped a little as he turned and found me standing so close I was practically pushing his body against the bar. His eyes darted back and forth, the instinct of the prey looking to flee from the predator taking hold, so I grabbed his wrist again and said, “Before I settle my bill, can we add one more item for room service?” Deklin stammered, “Umm, sorry, but we don’t do room service here…we….” I shook my head a little and said, “I understand, but I’m looking to drink some more so how’s this. Let me sign one of your tickets and note my room number. Go ahead and ring up my tab, but also charge me for a full bottle of that rum, a six-pack of coke, a bucket of ice, and add a nice tip for yourself and charge it all to my room. Finish up your work and after your shift officially ends, put my order in a bag and bring it up to my room for. I’ll see you within 20 minutes, and here’s a little something for your trouble.” As I walked away I turned and saw Deklin staring at the $100 bill I had just given him and then at me, so I casually waved, and made my way back to my suite. I unpacked my supplies including some lube, fuck towels, poppers, and more, tuned the TV to one of the pay-for-porn channels, got undressed, and waited. My 9-inch dick was growing and drooling in anticipation and my balls were shifting from side to side as the cum churned, eager to get out. At the 18-minute mark there was a soft knock on my door. I opened the door to find Deklin with my order, and stood behind the door as I let him in, put the DO NOT DISTURB SIGN on the handle, and bolted and locked it. I turned and Deklin was staring at the porn on the TV, some chick being ass fucked and he jumped a little as I walked up beside him and said, “Fucking hot scene huh?” Deklin then turned to me, his eyes wide, and his mouth then dropped totally open as he realized I was completely naked. “Umm…I…I..” Deklin stammered as he stared at my semi-hard dick. I laughed, “I thought I might have time to hop in the shower, and didn’t realize the time. Thanks, come on, join me for a drink, I know you had a long night too.” I poured myself a rum and coke, and when I offered him one he shook his said, “I…I.. can’t. I have to be back on shift at 5:00 a.m. to help cover breakfast...I...I…” Fear was all over his face now as I stepped over to him, my pre-cumming dick gently brushing against the hand at his side as I said, “No worries guy, I understand, but at least hang with me a moment. Alright?” Deklin shook his head and I wandered into the bedroom where I had the same movie playing and causally sat on the bed. Deklin nervously came and sat beside me and I could see him looking down at my dick as it twitched and bounced. After a couple of minutes I looked over at Deklin who could not take his eyes off my dick as it streamed precum, sensing a negative hole was so close. “Like what you see guy? It’s OK, touch it. I like showing it, why don’t you go ahead and slide your pants off. Let me see yours.” Deklin shook his head no and started to get up, but I grabbed his wrist hard, making him flinch and yelp a little, my voice getting more serious, “You need your job right? I think you need to do what I say. You were checking me out all night, and I’m horny as shit. I am sure the security cameras caught you taking my $100, would be a shame if when I’m asked about that I told them that instead of a tip, it was because you had propositioned me and offered to give me a blow job.” Deklin’s face went even whiter, his eyes were bulging with fear, his whole body was shaking a little, and my dick was straining as the blood engorged it for the breeding to come. “Do we understand each other?” I asked, “Good, now, slide your pants off, get on your knees, and suck my dick.” While Deklin sat back down on the bed and removed his shoes, I closed and locked the bedroom door, turned, and watched him shake almost uncontrollably as he slid his pants down and they puddled around his ankles before he pulled his feet out. “Now your underwear too,” I growled. Deklin shifted his white briefs down and quickly covered his hard little dick with his hands, yeah the boy may be scared but his dick knew what his body really wanted. I walked to the end of the bed, my raging dick needing attention. “Have you ever sucked a dick before? No? I find that hard to believe with lips like yours, lips just like my wife’s, just lean forward and open your mouth and wrap your lips around the head.” I don’t know why, but it always makes them more comfortable to think the dick they’re sucking is ‘straight’. Anyways, Deklin squinted his eyes shut, his whole body still shaking as he leaned forward, I grabbed the back of his head and forced his open mouth onto the end of my dick as he was now huffing and breathing hard like a horse that had just run the Derby. “OUCH!” I slapped the side of his head as his teeth had clamped down on my dick. Deklin looked up at me, his eyes wider now, tears puddling, the fear over taking him – good. “Open your mouth wide this time, and watch those fucking teeth. That’s better, good, that’s better, OUCH!” Fuck, this is not going to work. Get your ass up on the bed, you got me all worked up now and since you can’t suck dick I’m going to need your ass.” Deklin scrambled off the bed and said, “No, NO, NO, I can’t…I’m not….No, please Sir, I’ll do anything…I didn’t mean, I won’t tell no one, I promise, …I…” I smiled, grabbed both of his wrists intent on leaving a mark, “You’ll do anything? That’s exactly what I needed to hear. See those pillows? Get those pillows and put them here on the end of the bed, then sit as close to the edge as you can lay back with your legs up.” I let go of Deklin’s wrists, he rubbed them quickly as he walked to the other end of the bed, grabbed a couple pillows and sat on them as order. As he laid back onto the bed to raise his legs, I bent down, grabbed his ankles, and flipped him fully back, yes, the perfect angle. “Hold your legs back just like that. I won’t fuck you, I promise, I just want to look at your ass and maybe play with your hole a little while I jack off. That’s it, OK? Good, yes, just like that, sure you don’t want a drink? OK, this will feel a little cold, but its just some lube, see, just rubbing some lube on you, how does that feel? Good right? Good. I can tell you like that, see how hard your dick is? Ok now, just a little pressure at your hole, that’s it, it’s just my finger, now don’t move, keep your legs like that so I can see your ass. Good, see that’s all I want, just to tease your hole and make us both feel good. I can tell you’ve never been fucked before right? No worries guy, it’s OK, here, just feel my finger a little, shit you’re tight, here just let me slide my finger in your ass.” Deklin’s cock spasmed, his whole body tensed, and he cried out as my finger jammed his prostate and his little dick shot a big teenage load all over his chest without ever touching himself. He let his legs drop, my finger still in his ass as he tried to sit up, which drove my finger in deeper. With my other hand I pushed him back down, leaned over him and said, “NO, you may be done, but I’m not,” and then I bent over further and licked the fresh load – his last negative load- off of his stomach and chest making Deklin moan a little as my tongue slid across his nipples. Deklin raised his legs back and I gently began fingering his hole, feeling his virgin cherry pulse and squeeze my finger as I used my other hand to lube up my dick, fuck he was tight. After a couple minutes of me telling him how I liked watching that, his dick was fully hard again and I knew he was enjoying it too and wanted more, “You like that guy? Doesn’t that feel good? See, I told you I would make you feel good.” I removed that finger and it was not time to move this along as my balls were literally aching now to unload. I took my right index finger, the one with the longer nail, and gently slid it in his hole and began massaging his prostrate again. Deklin was moaning a little louder now, so I turned my finger a little and scraped at his guts. He almost sat up again begging me to stop, but I pushed him back and said, “It’s OK, it’s OK, just give it a second, this will feel good too I promise. Look how hard you have me man, a little bit more and I can cum, OK.” I kept clawing at his ass with every few thrusts of my finger and Deklin started squirming more and more, and trying to pull away. Nothing pisses me off more than a bottom dick tease and my anger and frustration were growing so I dug my nail in as deep as I could and scraped his guts hard as I pulled my finger it, a little stream of blood coming with it as his pucker closed back shut. Deklin sat up, the tears welling in his eyes again, “I’m sorry, just lay back, I promise I won’t do that again,” I said. The boy was shaking now, but he did as ordered as I told him, “See, I’m just rubbing the outside again, let me jack off against your hole, feel that? Feel how hot my dick is against your ass, oh that feels good guy, so good. Here, put your ankles up on my shoulders so I can get a better angle to watch.” Poor boy had no idea what was coming as he did as I ordered and with his ankles up over my shoulders I leaned over his little body on the bed, my dick nestling against his hole, his eyes full of fear, his body shaking, as I grabbed his wrists and lifted his arms over his head and held them together with my left hand. “You said you’d do anything to make me feel good right?” I whispered as I looked into his innocent face, “Tell me again, tell me again, please, I’m so close, I just need to hear you say that.” Deklin softly murmured, “I’ll…I’ll… do do anything, I promise, I’ll...do anything. Just please, I’ll do anything, I’ll do anything,” he repeated. It was time. “I’m almost there guy, feel how hard my dick is, I’m jerking off against your hole, let me hear you say ‘Fuck me, please fuck me,’ let me hear you say that, just say that and I think I can cum. Can you say that? Say ‘Fuck me, please fuck me’ while I jack off.” While I waited for Deklin to reply I jacked my dick fast and furious like I was close, but in reality I was far from it, but he did not know that. His fear now laced through his voice as he said, “Yes, fuck me, please fuck me. Please cum. Fuck me, please fuck me.” No sooner had those words left his cock-sucking lips then I held his arms tight, pushed his legs up and back further, and dropped my weight down on the boy, slamming the head of my raw dick into his virgin ass, feeling his ass walls tear, and his gasps and cries fill the suite. Deklin’s whole body was shaking, his words were intelligible, but his dick was hard and I knew he wanted more, I wanted more, so I pushed in a little further making his back arch as he struggled to get away. The poppers were sitting right there and I could have eased his pain, but not yet, so I pushed a little more, and then rested. “It’s OK, it’s OK, I’m just giving you what you wanted, what you asked for, now shhh… this could have been so much easier, but if you like it rough, I am happy to give it.” I started to ram fuck Deklin’s ass as hard and as deep as I could and while he struggled at first, quicker than I expected he started to moan and his body began to move in time with mine. It wasn’t a conscious act, no, as his mind and mouth were still saying no, but his body was responding to the amazing sensations now overwhelming it of having another man inside him. His sweet tight ass was just too much and I could not hold back my first load any more and as I shot my infected cum inside of him, I leaned on top of his body and said, “Damn boy, you’ve got such a sweet hole on you. That was my first load, and since you said you will do anything, I think I have a few more to give you yet tonight.” Deklin groaned in pain and ecstasy as I slid my dick out of his ass, his cherry juice coating the bed’s comforter as his body went limp. I dug into my supplies on the side of the bed, pulled out my cotton square, lifted his legs back up and wiped at his freshly-fucked hole. The now red square would be added to my treasure chest as a reminder, along with the all others and as soon as I had tucked it away, I opened the poppers, held them up towards Deklin’s face and said, “Here, sniff these, I want that hole nice an relaxed for the next load.” When I was done breeding Deklin, he shakily sat on the edge of the bed and looked around in a daze, his eyes barely registering the evidence of what had just happened. I stood in front of him and said, “Here’s what happens next. I want you back here 30 minutes before your shift tomorrow morning as I wake up hard and horny. Understand? Yes, I know that is in only a couple of hours and I don’t give a fuck. Here’s another $100 for your trouble. I come here often and know the General Manager, so if the thought has run through your head that you will say something to anyone about this, think again. Remember, all I have to do is report that you offered to prostitute yourself during your shift, that you charged all that liquor to my room without my knowledge, that you came to my room after your shift which is against the rules, and when you tried to hustle me for more money after being a bitch cunt whore, I refused and now you are making up lies. Oh, and for additional proof, I can direct them to a few little cute freckles just above your ass. Who do you think they will believe? Me – or you?” Deklin hung his head, “I can’t hear you?” I said, “That’s better. Before you go, it looks like I am ready for another round now that we have come to an understanding as there’s nothing better than breeding a dumb cunt’s sloppy, used, hole. Bend over the bed.” Right on time at 4:30 a.m. Deklin was at my door, resigned to being a breeder’s cum hole again. This time I took it easy and fucked slow, hitting all the right spots and made his ass squirt like pussy. I shot my load, pulled out and said, “I don’t want you to be late, so you better get going. I will make sure to see you next time I come through, but in the meantime, see who else might be up for some fun. I had my eye on that cute boy in housekeeping. You know him? No? Well make friends as I am sure I will need some fresh towels.”

I got 5 loads last night at Slammers in Ft. Lauderdale! First one was almost as soon as I walked in the door by this TOTALLY hot top! Took a load in the mouth in addition to the 5 in my ass!

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

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.

Tonight I traveled to the tops' apartments - Got fucked by 5 guys in about 3 hours and got 4 loads... By the last two fucks there was a puddle of cum under where we fucked I had so much in my ass...