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Last three guys I met up with had this same damn issue. One was older (ED), second had Tina dick and third had anxiety dick. I was disappointed in all three cases. I encouraged all three, hoping that it would be a confidence booster. Telling them how bad I wanted them inside me. How hot they were. How I KNEW it was gonna be great!!! Sadly.... That didn't work. I left without getting it from any of them. Sometimes I think that we get so heated up while talking about it online that when it comes to actually doing it, they are afraid they won't live up to what we've discussed. Another reason to hate online hook ups. Seriously considering trying the bar avenue and seeing if it's better that way. Keeping my expectations low tho.

Nothing too exciting based on what I normally do. Went to Meridian Hill Park in the Northwest (15th/16th St and Euclid/W St NW) 10 PM, simply curious to hear or watch some action. I was about to leave after an hour of nothing except for one U.S. National Park Service police patrol car driving through when I heard the unmistakable sound of a hand smacking an ass. I walked along the steep steps near 16th St side to discover two good looking black guys fucking. I made no attempt to hide, and I thoroughly enjoyed watching a monstrously hung (short, about 5'6") black guy roughly raw fuck a hot ass. Me being me, I wanted to know what the bottom's dick looked like, so I walked in to the bushes, knelt, and stroked his dick. Damn, about 7.5" and above average thickness. To verify the length, I inhaled his dick and started deep throating him. His precum tasted so good, sweet even. The top ordered me to make the bottom cum ... so I did. The bottom started fucking my face and riding the top's dick at the same time. I was jerking off while sucking. I felt the bottom's dick harden and thicken, so I clamped down on his dick but only at the head ... I wanted to feel him shoot that load in my mouth. Damn, I nearly choked his load was so much. I swallowed some and then got up to watch the top smash that ass even harder. I then grabbed the top's head and started making put with him, sharing some of the bottom's load. The top moaned and quickly unloaded in the bottom. I eagerly got on my knees and cleaned off his dick with my mouth ...although the top forced me to take a throat fucking and swallow his load. Had no choice as the top pinned my head on a park bench. Good thing I had my poppers, needed them his dick had to be a solid 9 inches thick. Both guys slapped my face with their dicks before leaving. As I sat on the bench recovering, another black guy walked up to me, whipped out his dick, and grabbed the back of my head. Instinctively, I opened my mouth and sucked two loads out. I wasn't in the mood to get fucked, so I happily walked to my car and met up with friends at a restaurant.

PART TWO As we sat in the backseat finishing the first movie John kept fingering my hole, playing with his cum. He remarked that he was in awe at how tight my ass was, and just how quickly he came. I replied saying "Don't worry. You can make it up during the second round." There would definitely have to be a round 2. Well, the movie, The Fantastic Four, didn't get good reviews from the critics, but to be honest I can't really say I saw much of the movie. After the pole lights dimmed, everyone was back to their cars, and the movie started, John looked at me and asked "Round 2?" I looked over at him, grabbed his hard cock and stroked it. "Of course round 2. That's a stupid question." He helped me slip my pants off (which I had put back on during the intermission because people were moving around). He immediately began playing with my hole, and with an air of amazement remarked "Dude, you've tightened back up. Like I never even fucked you. How'd you do that?" "No idea, but that won't do. Slide that raw cock inside me, balls deep. Use your first load as lube, man. Fuck me good." Which he did. There was no slow entry, no waiting. Just tip to base inside me as quickly as he could get into my ass. I moaned as he began plowing my hole, so much that he had to put his hand over my mouth so the family in the next car over didn't hear us. My god, John could fuck. He fucked and plowed my ass in all the right ways, smacking my prostate and stoking my dick simultaneously. After a little while he started to pull his dick all the way out then slam back in in one long stroke, slamming his balls off my ass. At one point he was actually able to suck my dick while he was fucking my hole. Man what a crazy rush lol. "Dude, your ass is still so fucking tight, and I can feel my cum all over my dick making your hole so fucking wet! I'm not gonna last much longer." "Well you know where to blow man. Let it rip when you're ready but keep fucking me!" John had a full body orgasm. He slammed his dick in me as I milked him with my hole: tighten up, loosen, tighten up, loosen. His whole body shook as I felt his dick pulse and shoot the second load so deep in my hole I could almost taste it. Again, he stayed inside me until he went soft and flopped out. "Man, you're not done, I haven't nutted yet," I commented as he slowly recovered from his orgasm. "I know, give me a sec" he responded. Then he stuck three fingers in my hole and massaged my prostate as he swallowed my dick down his throat. I started to buck up into him as he finger fucked me and blew me. I didn't last long, shooting my load down his throat. Naturally he swallowed every drop. The end of The Fantastic Four didn't make a whole lot of sense. I missed the first hour. And it's good we finished when we did, 'cause not five minutes later a group of kids walked by and obviously were looking as I massaged John's dick through his shorts. ***You tell me. Part 3?***

Becoming a Proud Slut Chapter 1 A Man of His Word The bar was crowded and dark and the music was loud enough that I could feel it pulse in my chest. Nobody was smoking, but the air was hazy and stale. The room was long and narrow, with the bar in the middle, separating the tables in the front from the dancing in the back. I was traveling alone for work, and had been to this city twice before, but it was my first time visiting this particular club. It was also the first time I had gone out since the end of an almost year-long relationship. I sat at the bar with my back to the dance floor, watching as groups of men entered and ordered drinks. The crowd was exclusively men, mixed types, but with a definite leaning towards leather and denim. Everybody seemed to know each other. Only the bartender said more than two words to me. After my third drink I noticed that a rough looking guy was checking me out. His face and arms were tanned and he looked like he hadn’t shaved or washed his hair in a few days. He kept staring at me, so I nodded hello. He ordered two beers and walked towards me. His body was slim and fit, but probably from a very physical job, not from the gym. He was wearing torn jeans and dirty boots. Only his white T-shirt looked new and clean. He wasn’t handsome, but he wasn’t ugly. He was just sleazy enough to be sexy. He handed me a beer and I thanked him. He took a long swig from his bottle as he looked me up and down. I smiled, and took a sip, again thanking him. He however was blatantly checking-out my ass, and then stepped closer, reached around and tightly squeezed my butt. I was surprised, but a little turned on by his confidence. He looked me in the eyes and with a gravelly voice said, “I’m gonna to cum in your ass tonight.” I almost spit beer and before I could respond, he grabbed my wrist and led me away from the bar. I tried to tell him that I don’t usually bottom and never bareback, but the music was loud and I don’t think he heard me. I kept following him and he led me right into the women’s bathroom. It was unlit, but not unoccupied. A dozen or so shirtless men were paired up and exploring each others’ bodies. He led me to an empty spot at the sinks and backed me against the counter. He kissed me on the mouth, hard and slow and wet. It had been a while since I had been with someone and we could both feel my dick stiffen against the hardness in his pants. We finished our beers, set the bottles in the sink and kissed some more. He was a great kisser and I decided to continue and to ignore his earlier comment. He turned me around and massaged my butt with strong hands. It felt good. When he gently pushed my shoulders down, I bent over and laid my chest on the counter. In one motion, he dropped to his knees and lowered my shorts and underwear. I stepped out of them and kicked them under the sink. He kissed and nibbled my smooth, naked ass. The stubble on his chin scratched, but it turned me on even more. He spread my butt cheeks and kissed and licked my hole. I lifted one knee onto the counter to give him deeper access. His tongue flickered in and out of my wet hole. He was an expert rimmer and had me moaning and fully erect in no time. He stood up, whipped out his cock and rubbed it against my crack. I could feel that it was long and thick. I looked into the mirror over the sinks. He was looking down, concentrating as he worked his dick and pre-cum all over my tight hole. He put his middle finger in his mouth and slicked it up with spit. He stuck it knuckle-deep up my ass and worked it around. It felt great and I squirmed with pleasure as I loosened up. He played with my fuckhole like this for a while - alternating between fingering me roughly, then rubbing his dick on my hole. He never hesitated to re-wet his finger after pulling it out of my ass. “Hope I’m clean enough,” I said. “Tastes good,” he replied. Eventually he managed to get two fingers inside, using only spit and pre-cum as lube. My ass was aching to get fucked. He stood me up and turned me around to face him. He lifted off my T-shirt and tossed it under the sink. I sat on the counter and leaned back, lifting my legs to my chest. Presented with my willing hole, he rimmed, fingered, tongue fucked and rubbed his cock some more. The sensations all felt good and my mind tuned-out as the pleasure took control. At some point I realized that he was no longer just rubbing his cock on my hole, but actually slipping it in for a few strokes and then pulling out to rim or finger me again. Eventually he was only fucking me. He fucked me deeply and slowly, satisfying my hungry hole. I rocked back and forth to meet his strokes and greedily took all his cock. “I don’t usually bottom…” I said. He looked right at me and said, “Yeah, well I guess tonight’s an unusual night.” Our eyes remained locked as he gradually fucked me faster and faster. I was lost in his gaze and my own pleasure when the couple closest to us suddenly got loud and verbal with cries such as “I’m gonna cum!" and "Me too!" and "You want my load?" and the inevitable "Fuck yeah!”, their cries and moans were followed by their respective climaxes. followed by their cries and moans as they both climaxed at the same time. It was then that I came to my senses and noticed the bowl of condoms on the counter. I reached down and felt my partner’s cock and confirmed what I already knew. He was fucking me without protection. Strangely, my dick got harder. “I never bareback,” I told him. “Guess you can’t say that anymore,” he said. Then he asked the top next to us, “Did you breed his hole?” The guy replied with a smirk and answered “Deep.” “Nice,” my fucker said. Turning his attention back to me, he said “You’re next.” He fucked me harder and faster. “I don’t bareback.” I said between groans. “You could have fooled me." “No, I mean, I don’t like to bareback.” He grabbed my hard cock. “Looks like you like it.” I couldn’t argue with that and moaned with pleasure as he fucked me and stroked my cock. A minute more of that and I told him, “I’m getting close.” “Me too,” he grunted. “You’re going to cum in my ass.” “That’s what I said,” then he grunted and bucked as he unloaded balls-deep in my guts. I shot my load so far and hard that it splattered on the mirror on the wall. Still on the counter, I caught my breath while he tenderly kissed me in his arms. His dick softened inside me then slipped out. He stuffed it back in his pants, quickly zipped up and left the bathroom without saying another word. I stood up, weak in the knees, wondering what had just happened. I felt embarrassed, rejected and used, but a feeling of pride soon took over. I was glad to know that I could be so slutty that I would take a stranger’s cum. I looked under the sink for my clothes, but it was dark and I couldn’t see them. I got down on my hands and knees and felt around the sticky floor, but they were gone - along with my keys and wallet.

I want to say just be a top, but I remember when I met my first partner and started getting fucked regularly, it hurt. I wanted it, but I hated that it hurt it so much. Getting fucked is definitely something you learn to do better. I've always been a bottom, but I wasn't good at it til I set my mind to it and learned how to do it. Learning to relax the sphincters, especially the second one, is important. Douching is one way to make your self relax. When you are not concerned with holding in a bowel movement it becomes much easier to relax. The book "The Joy of Gay Sex" was extremely helpful to me when I was young. I was not much younger than you are now when I set out to do this. My first partner was a total top with a big dick so I had to learn to like it or just get raped a lot. I not only learned how to do it, I learned to love it. But I do believe that being a bottom is part of who you are just as being a top is part of who you are. Its how its meant to be. Here is a link to the book on Amazon. I highly recommend it. www.amazon.com/The-Revised-Expanded-Third-Edition/dp/0060012749

Yeah... I don't find this surprising. I've said it before.... It's not natural to wear a condom. Not the way nature intended. Skin to skin... That sensation? None like it. That's the way it is supposed to be. Good to hear. Means less seed is going to waste.

Fucked my first freshman ass of the new semester. Best thing about living in a college town is the unending supply of fresh, naive 18-19 year old bois. He didn't say if he was a virgin and I didn't ask, but his ass was so tight it took me forever to get balls deep in him, mostly because he would not stop squirming. Once I got into him and his hole started to open up to accept my cock, he relaxed enough to let me give him a good, long fucking. Ended up fucking and breeding him three times. He is so my type, smooth, innocent acting/looking, and 100% twink. Sent him home about an hour ago, but he'll be coming back over on Monday for more.

Part 14: Epilogue - Decade Viktor: Had they ever been so young? Viktor wondered, looking at the framed picture in his hands. The picture Tommy had taken on Halloween ten years ago. It had been three weeks since the funeral. Scott’s funeral. He had been sure his tears would run dry eventually. But he still cried himself to sleep every night. It had been so sudden. Witnesses had said Scott was crossing the street. Drunk driver. Ran a red light. Scott was gone before Viktor could even get to the hospital. Viktor had been sure he would be the first to go. Scott tested positive a few months after they started dating but had always stayed pretty healthy. Viktor had not been so lucky. He was that one who always been hardest hit by the disease. They surely shared the same strain, but Scott had responded to well to the meds. Viktor had not. Tommy and Greg had been at the funeral but Viktor barely remembered seeing them. Nothing seemed to matter anymore. Not even old friends. He stood and walked over to the mirror. The wasting had set in within months of that Halloween night a decade ago. His cheeks hallowing out. His eyes becoming sunken. Work had dried up of course. No one wanted to hire a model who looked sick. Even companies selling HIV meds and services wanted handsome, healthy looking men. But Scott had stayed with him, had loved him, through it all. They had shared ten wonderful years together. Viktor knew he had let himself go even further since Scott died. He hadn’t shaved since the morning of the funeral. He just couldn’t be bothered. The beard, like his hair, was grey and disheveled. He barely recognised himself. And yet, he knew that face in the mirror. He had seen it ten years ago. On the night of the “seance”. The man who had fucked him. Infected him. “Hello Viktor.” A voice said behind him but there was no reflection in the mirror. Viktor turned slowly. The demon stood there, looking much as he had done years ago. If anything, he seemed younger. Viktor felt a wave a bitterness as he looked at the creature. “I’ve been expecting you, Zburător. Or do you still prefer Sebastian?” “I think we have more important matters to discuss that what you choose to call me. It is time for the third payment. I believe the terms were that the third payment would be do ‘after a heart is broken beyond hope.’ That seems to be a fairly accurate description of you, don't you think?“ “Why should I make this last payment? What if I refuse?” The demon tilted it’s head as if considering something. “If you recant now, everything that followed on from the night of the contract will never have happened.” “And that is supposed to be a threat? Look at me. Look at what your contract has done to me.” Zburător’s laugh was cruel. “Do you really not understand? If there had been no contract. then there would have been no love with Scott. He would have continued to resent you, to hate you, and — eventually — he would have succeeded in driving you out of his little circle of friends. You had ten years of happiness together. Would you throw them away so lightly?” “No. I would not throw them away.” Viktor’s voice was just a whisper. “But would he still be alive?” “No.” The demon said with a smile. “If you break your contract, I will make sure that he doesn’t. And I will make sure that you remember just enough to know what you lost. But you will remember none of the details. All those memories would be lost. Was your time together worth so little?” “That’s not fair.” “Did you really expect me to be ‘fair’?” Viktor was trapped. He had no option. None. He couldn’t give up those years with Scott. Not even to get his health back. “What is it you want me to do?” “You are going to fuck two men, breed them, and infect them with HIV. the same as you did to Scott.” “Who?” “Oh come now. You already know who one of them is. Michael did not recognise you, but you recognised yourself in the club that night. You told me so. And now you recognise that future self when you look in the mirror. You are going to, quite literally, go fuck yourself.” “And the second man?” “You have provided me entertainment.. and sustenance from you and your friends. I’m feeling generous and have chosen to reward you. You will be the one who takes Michael Christian’s virginity. Or, depending how you look at it, you already were that man.” Viktor nodded slowly. It made sense now. A little piece of the puzzle falling into place. But could he do this? He had already let the demon manipulate him into infecting Scott. Something he had always regretted. He hadn’t seen Michael in years. Hadn’t really thought much about him really. Michael had changed. Not just his appearance, or the strange ageing that set in so suddenly, but something more fundamental. It was like part of him was missing. Some part of his soul. Like Viktor and Scott, he had tested positive within months of that Halloween night. He tried to hide it but the virus left it’s mark on his body, as it had with Viktor himself. As Viktor and Scott had settled into domestic bliss, Michael had taken a different route. He was the subject of gossip in the gay community: the ‘total top’ who had fucked every pretty boy he wanted… was in the bathhouses four or five nights a week. Always face down, ass in the air, begging guys to use him. He had even ended up going some bareback films for some website that specialised in guys with the “poz look”. Until he had gotten too sick even for them. So they had drifted apart. All this was Viktor’s fault. He conducted the ceremony that summoned Zburător. He had lied to his friends and told them it was a seance. He had tricked them into the contract. How could he do what the demon was asking? How would he ever live with this guilt? But, no. It didn’t matter, did it? He couldn’t refuse. He couldn’t loose those ten years with Scott. He couldn’t let the demon cause Scott’s death even earlier. Not even to save himself or Michael. Even if his soul was damned for what he was about to do. He had no choice. “I agree.” “Excellent. Take my hand.” Viktor reached out and took the offered hand. It was like holding a piece of ice. “How does this work?” “I, and my kind, don’t see time quite the way you do. You are caught in the current of time, pulled along in it’s ebb and flow like the flotsam you are. My kind… we are not. But you don’t need to worry about that. You have other matters to attend to.” He whispered instructions into Viktor’s ear. Viktor nodded. And then the room began to grow dark. Like the light was moving away. Everything seemed… fuzzy. Indistinct. The room was spinning around him. Faster. Faster. And then everything shattered around him. And he was falling. Into a perfect darkness. And then there were lights and music and sweating men everywhere. The Club. Ten years ago. Halloween. Just an hour or so after the so-called seance. Back to the beginning. And there was Michael. Not yet changed. Still young, and beautiful, and arrogant. And yet strangely alone. No one looking at him. The demon’s doing, of course. Your eyes just wanted to slide off him. Scott was not to be seen at the moment. But there, out on the dance floor, was the younger version of himself. Their eyes met. The younger Viktor recognising his face in the older, sickly Viktor. Viktor could remember the fear and confusion he had felt all those years ago. But that was not important. His encounter with the younger Viktor was later. He turned and walked up behind the Michael. The other man did not see him. He took a deep breath. I’m doing this for us Scott. To make sure we have those years together. Viktor leaned in close and shouted over the noise of the club. “Hey.” - END - And that's the end of this story. Thanks to those who have sent likes and messages. Working on a few other stories and hope to have one up here soon.

Note: Here is part 12.... note that this is the second "chapter" posted today so scroll up and read the short interlude "Plans Over Coffee" (AKA: Part 11) above if you missed it. Not essential but helps set the scene for the below. Just two more chapters are this one. And away we go! Part 12: Surrender Michael: Michael wrapped his towel around his waist and strolled out into the bathhouse. Seb was waiting for him somewhere in the building. He wished they were back in his hotel room. But Seb had wanted this so they were here. He was so tired. He hadn’t slept well yet again last night. His dreams were… strange. The idea of getting fucked had never appealed to him. Never. So why was he dreaming about it now? The bathhouse was busy but no one really looked at him. He was almost used to it now. He wandered among the cubicles. No sign of Seb. The dark room? Nothing. Had the other man not yet arrived? The next room was fairly large with an open area taking up must of the space. Along the edges a raised platform, just a couple steps up… just high enough for a guy to stand there and have his cock be more or less mouth height for someone on the main floor. The wood railing allowed the guy getting his dick sucked to stand without falling on top of the poor cocksucker. Seb stood in the middle of the main floor. Michael paused for a moment — as if unsure whether to join the cocksuckers or move onto the platform around the edges of the room. He cursed himself. What was he thinking? He was a top. He didn’t suck cock. What happened with David was just a fluke. He made eye contact with Seb then stepped onto the platform and walked around to stand over him. Michael was already hard. Seb looked up at him with a smile. Then his hand was on Michael’s thigh and sliding up under his towel. The hand on his thigh pulled him tight against the railing. Seb’s lips teased his cock through the towel for a moment before pulling it free and sliding into his mouth. His wet, warm, wonderful mouth. Men were moving around the raised platform, moving slowly, looking for a willing mouth to fill. There was plenty of room though so Michael didn’t even have to move to let them move by. Other men milled around, so close. Hovering. It took a moment but Michael realised they were watching. They were looking at his face, his body, his cock. Lust and jealousy in their eyes. They wanted what Seb was getting. For the first time in months, he was the centre of attention. And it was intoxicating. It felt almost like old times. It didn’t matter that these guys weren’t up to his old standards. They wanted him. He felt like a star as they licked their lips and tried to make eye contact. But Seb’s mouth, his throat, were too good to pull out of. Let the other men look. It only excited him more. Seb’s hands were on his butt, pulling him deeper into the willing throat. And Michael obliged as those hands kneaded his ass like bread dough. Pulling the towel up and away to get better access to Michael’s asscheeks. Damn that felt good. So good. His whole body was tingling. His body was sweating but his mind felt relaxed, almost like he was dreaming but he knew he was awake. No dream had ever felt so good. Like laying naked in the warm summer sun as a gentle breeze danced across your body. Awake but totally lost in the perfect calmness. Then there was someone behind him. Fingers touching his back, sliding down to his butt. Michael tensed, started to turn around to push the other man away… but then Seb did something in his throat that sent whole new waves of pleasure through him. He sagged slightly into the railing. ‘Relax. It’s ok. Don’t fight it.’ It was Seb’s voice, but that was impossible. Seb’s mouth was full of his dick. And felt the man behind him move closer. Felt someone’s chest on his back, a hard cock touch his ass. He could smell faint smell of fresh perspiration, the kind a guy gets when he is sexually excited. ‘Can you smell that? The masculinity. The smell of desire. Of Sex. Seb’s voice again, echoing as if he were only hearing it in his mind. The man behind him reached around Michael’s chest. Fingers playing at his nipples. Sending shivers up and down his spine. The man’s masculine aroma surrounded him now. And it was strangely alluring. Intoxicating. Only adding to the dreaminess of the moment. ‘Aren’t you curious? Don’t you wonder how it feels? Have you never wondered?’ The voice in his mind was so rhythmic. So calm. The dreams. The recent dreams where he was getting fucked. Yes. He must have wondered. He could remember being turned off by the thought. But that felt so far away now. Some part of him must be — must always have been — curious. Right? The man behind him kissed across his shoulder blades. Fingers slipped into his ass crack spreading a warm gel around his hole. Circling. Circling. Moving inward. Ever so slightly. ‘You are a stranger in town. No one knows you here. No one will ever know that you let this happen. There will never be a better time to see what it feels like.’ Yes. This was the perfect time to try. To see how he had been making other men feel all these years. The finger sliding around his hole. Touched the centre. Gentle but firm. Pressure. This body barely resisting. Sliding inside him. Coating his insides with that warm gel. A second finger stretching his tight ring. A hand on his back guided him to bend forward, to lean over the railing, to allow his ass to rise. Seb’s hand’s, still reaching around, spreading his ass cheeks. Cool air caressing his puckered hole. He felt confused for a moment. He had always been curious. Right? He had always wondered how a bottom feels when he gets penetrated. Hadn’t he? Hadn’t he always wanted this? Surely he had never been turned off by the thought? Something touched him. Something big and hard. Touching that spot. Pushing. But wait… he was a top. This wasn’t right. His body tensed, started to raise up. He didn’t get… ‘Relax.’ That voice in his mind again. He wanted to question it, to question why it was Seb’s voice, but it was so hard to concentrate. ‘You feel so good right now. Relax. Let him take you. You want it.’ Yes. He wanted this. Just this once to see how it felt. He thought about asking the stranger to put on a condom, but the thought slipped away. Forgotten. He leaned forward again over the railing. “I…I’ve never been fucked before.” The pressure on his sphincter increased. Pushing. Demanding. And Michael Christian pushed back into it. Into the cock at his hole. Into the fuck. The head pushed partway inside him and pain exploded. Everywhere. As if something were ripping him open. He howled. His body screamed at him to make it stop. But he wanted it. Oh fuck. Despite the pain, he wanted it. And the hands held him steady. Seb’s hands. This other man’s hands. Michael turned around, suddenly wanting to see who was taking his virginity. The man had greying hair, an unkempt beard, and a gaunt face. with sunken eyes. Halloween… the freak from halloween. “You have no idea how long I wanted this ass. How long you made me wait.” The stranger said. “So give me that hole, bitch. Give up your cherry to me.” The head of the cock was inside Michael now. Pushing deeper. The pain… unreal. But something else. Pleasure. His body was responding to the invader. It wanted more. “Yeah….” the stranger grunted into his ear. “That’s it, you whore. Let me all the way inside.” Seb was still sucking his cock. But even that paled in comparison to the sensations coming from his ass. His hole. And more than the physical. Something emotional as well. Something about giving himself to this man. This pale, gaunt figure. Closeness, yes. But more than that. Something about yielding. About succumbing. About giving himself to another man without holding anything back. He had never felt so complete. He had never felt like more of a man. Another inch pushed inside. “Tell me you want it.” There was something so familiar about that voice. About the way he spoke certain words, made certain sounds. but Michael just couldn’t place it. ‘Tell him.’ The voice in his mind whispered. So softly. So seductively. ‘Tell him you you want to feel his cock inside you.’ Michael’s voice was barely audible. “I want it…” “What is it you want? Say it.” ‘Beg him to fuck you. Beg him to take away the burden of your dominance… to make you free.’ Michael felt something bend in his mind, his soul. Some part of himself simply gave way. Surrendered. “I want you to fuck me. I need it. I need your cock. All of it.” Another inch. Another. Pounding. Relentless. The crowd was circling now. Watching Seb suck Michael’s dick. Watching the stranger, gaunt and sick, pound his formerly virgin hole. Listening to him beg for the cock. Michael could feel the other man’s balls slapping against his ass. Balls deep. “Oh hell yeah. All the way inside.” The stranger sounded triumphant. The crowd cheered him on. “Fuck that faggot.” Someone yelled. The crowd laughed. “You want that don’t you?” The stranger taunted him above the jeering crowd. “You want my cum in your ass… don’t you?” “Yes. Yes. Do it. Please…” “Don’t worry, boy. I’m going to breed you. Going to finish the job. Going to make that hole into a pussy.” The thrusts grew harder. The gaunt stranger’s hands on his Michael’s hips. Pulling him back into the fuck. The stranger’s grip on his hip was tightening. “Going to cum inside you. Going to ruin you. Going to give you what you deserve.” Michael’s face was red. His eyes clenched in pain. Tears dripping from his eyes. But his mouth just formed one word. Repeated over and over. “Yes. Yes. Yes…” Michael was close himself. His balls were drawing up as Seb’s expert mouth idolised his cock. “Here is comes….” The stranger grunted. “… Take my POZ load!” And his dick erupted. “POZ?” Michael’s lips formed the word but he could make no sound… … and then the words meant nothing to Michael as he shot his own load down Seb’s throat. His whole body seemed to quiver. To throb. To shake. As if something were being sucked out of him. Something vital. Something integral to who he had always been. Going. Going. Gone. Michael’s body collapsed on the railing. His spent cock, already going soft, slipping out of Seb’s mouth. The stranger’s dick sliding from his ass. He felt strange. More exhausted than ever. Weak. The stranger slapped his ass, surprisingly gently. “I’m sorry. I’m just doing was has to be done.” Michael couldn’t process the stranger’s words. Instead he turned back to Seb who was looking up at him with a smile. A triumphant smile. A cruel smile. ‘You were a tasty meal, my pet. But you have nothing left to offer me.’ Seb’s voice again… but the other man’s lips did not move. Just his voice echoing in Michael’s mind. ‘We are done.’ And Seb turned. And was gone. The stranger had disappeared into the crowd as well. Michael started to lift himself off the railing. What was going on? He needed to find Seb… But hands pushed him roughly back over. “Where do you think you are going, slut?” Michael turned to look at this new man behind him. The man was older, maybe late 50’s, and heavyset. His big belly hung over his crotch. But Michael could only see the swollen cock under the big belly. Jutting up from his crotch. Big and thick as Michael’s own. Rock hard. And he wanted that cock inside him. No. He needed it. Needed to feel it pounding his hole. To feel this man using him. He raised his ass, offering it to this pot-bellied stranger. And moaned as the man slid deep inside in one hard thrust. Just the gaunt stranger’s cum for lube. “You’ve got several of us really horned up, boy. “ The heavyset man laughed. “It would be rude to leave us unsatisfied, don't you think? I think you have a long night ahead of you.”

Moderator's Note: The first couple of pages of this story don't have chasing in them. It only starts near the end. I've been lurking on here for a while and decided to post about my experiences slowly progressing from a safe sex only guy to a bareback slut. I don't know how many of these stories I'll post, but if y'all like them, I'll post more. I grew up in the late 80s/early 90s in New York. In my brain back then, everyone who was gay died. I tried hard to hide my sexuality. When I would lapse and mess around with a guy, it was only oral and making out. I never swallowed cum and always felt guilty afterward. Eventually Aaron, a neighbor boy, and I started trying to fuck. It hurt and we stopped most times, until one night in a not yet developed part of his subdivision he fucked me. It was safe that time and every time he fucked me after. I'd always feel guilty after Aaron and I messed around, but we always did it again until I graduated from high school. After that, we only saw each other when I was home from college. Aaron is another story. My freshman year, I didn't really fool around with guys much. I joined a fraternity, dated girls, drank and partied. In was my sophomore year when I met my first boyfriend. He was a medical student, 4 years older than me, at 23. He always topped me and he always used protection. I was also not really satisfied with our sex, but I was in love. That is, until we broke up about a year after we started dating. It was my junior year and I moved out of the fraternity house spring semester because I was tired of having a roommate. I moved in with a straight guy and finally had my own room. I hooked up with a bunch of guys and was learning to top as well as bottom. I was having a blast. I was still all about using condoms every time I fucked back then. I was very serious about only playing safe. Then I turned 21 and my friends and I started going to the gay bars to dance and drink. It's here that I should say I was 6'2", blonde, blue eyes, 185 lbs with a 30" waist and a 7.5"cut cock. I became really popular at the bars, not that I thought anything of it. I would hookup with guys and still always used protection, but the more I drank the more likely I was to get fucked that night by a guy I had just met - white, black, latino, asian, didn't matter as long as they were young and hot. One night, I was dancing on the box in jeans and a pretty tight fraternity t-shirt and this guy got on the box with me and we started grinding. We kissed and went to get a drink. We ran into friends and I learned this guy's name was Matt. We had a few drinks, danced some more, and I could feel his dick getting hard as he was grinding my ass. He said let's have another drink and talk. We went off and talked and drank some more and he turned out to be a really cool guy. Unfortunately, he wasn't a local. He was in town for work and staying with a friend for the weekend. After a while, he kissed me and his hand slipped into my pants and grabbed my ass. We made out at the bar like that for a while and then he pushed me into a darker corner and slipped his hand down the back of my pants and underwear and rubbed my hole. I moaned and I kissed him hard and asked if he wanted to get out of there. We left and went back to his friend's place a few blocks away. He had me naked as soon as we were in the door. I didn't even know if his friend was home, but I was naked and sucking Matt's cock in the living room of this apartment. He was hard and I was getting his cock wet as fuck. I wanted to make him feel good more than anything in that moment. He took his shirt off and then as he got the rest of his clothes off he told me to turn around. I got on all 4s and he ate my ass. No one had ever done that before. I was in heaven. I was moaning and pushing my ass back on Matt's tongue. He ate my ass for about 10 minutes and then he turned me over and we made out and I could taste myself on him. It was so hot. I wrapped my legs around his waist and we must've made out for 20 minutes or more. It felt like forever and I was so into it. The whole time his cock was rubbing in my ass crack and poking at my hole. I knew we should stop and get a condom but I was so turned on and I figured we wouldn't fuck yet. His cock felt so good on my ass that a spread my legs more and just then his cock slipped in my ass about halfway. I was shocked and so was he. We hadn't used any lube and he wasn't trying to penetrate me yet, but there was his cock in my ass bareback. It felt so good. I grabbed his ass and as he looked into my eyes questioningly, I said, "Don't stop. Fuck me." He started to rock his bare cock in and out of my ass. I loved it. No cock had ever felt this good in my ass, On the floor on this random guy's friend's apartment, I was getting barebacked and I loved it. I thought about stopping but I didn't want to. I knew it was dangerous, but it felt so great that I just kept kissing him and saying "Fuck Me." It didn't take long before I felt him getting close to cumming. He started tensing up and I slid my hands down his back and grabbed his ass hard. He looked at me as said, "I'm going to cum in your ass." I said, "Do it. Cum in me." and I pulled him into me as he shot his cum in my ass. I'd never felt anything like it. It felt so good that I came right after he shot his load in me. He said, "Wow that was so hot.' and he slipped his cock out of my ass. He said, let's take a shower and we did. In the shower he said, "I never thought you'd take get fucked bareback. You seem like such a good boy." I told him that was my first time bareback and he got hard immediately. He asked if I wanted his bare cock in me again. I just leaned against the shower wall and spread my legs. He lined up his cock and for the second time ever, I let a cock in me without a condom. He fucked me there until the water got cold and then we went out to the couch in the living room. He slid his bare cock in me again fucked me on the couch on the living room eight next to my jeans where I knew I had a condom in the pocket. I didn't want the condom though. I just was his bare cock. I was on all 4s and he was behind me. He was getting close again and I was jerking my cock. It's then that he said, "Tell me you want my cum." I heard a noise, but was so into getting fucked that I just said loudly, "Cum in my ass." He blew his load into my ass. I was so turned on that I was in a haze. I had just let a dude cum in me again and I loved it. After a few seconds, we looked up and there was his friend who had just seen me getting fucked and heard me begging for cum. He smiled and said, "Glad you're having fun Matt." I was so embarrassed. Matt was too, but less so than me. Matt and I slept together that night for a bit, but I couldn't sleep knowing what I'd just done and been seen doing. I left Matt my phone number and left for my own apartment. I was really freaked out, but that night and for almost a month I jerked off remembering Matt fucking me bareback and cumming in my ass. I told myself I wouldn't fuck again without condoms, but part of me knew that wasn't true.

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

A friend of mine, Jeff. recently told me about this. He recently visited a friend of his, Dale, in a nearby big city. Both Jeff and Dale are gay, but they have never made out with each other. On this visit Dale and Jeff were watching videos and drinking. Dale popped a dvd into the player. In the scenes that played, two fighters were fighting each other. No shirts, no shoes, no gloves. They were only wearing loose shorts. The fighters were in a cage of sorts. It was a no holds bar fighting. They were beating the hell out of each other. Finally one of the fighters fell to the floor. After several seconds had passed, a referee outside the cage called the fight, declaring the one standing the winner. At which time the winner dropped his shorts and pulled a big cock out. He gave it a few quick strokes while looking down at the other fighter. The winner then reached down and jerked the shorts off of the other fighter. He then got down and forcibly slammed his bare cock into the defeated fighter's ass. The winner, hard and fast fucked the defeated fighter for several minutes until he came in his ass. Pulling out. Jumping to his feet with his hands in the air in victory. Jeff looked at Dale, and said "What the fuck!" Dale explained that he got the dvd from a friend who had recorded it off of a streaming video. The videos are from a private stream. The fights are real. It is a fight club with a twist. You take all of the rules from the movie basically. However the looser gets fucked by the winner. No extra lube. No condoms. Either you win and drain your nuts, or you loose and you get your ass raped. There is no option of not fucking. You can clean out and prelube just encase you loose. If you loose, you will be fucked wither you are conscious or not. There was a total of five fights on the dvd. At one point Jeff realized that both Dale and him had their cocks out slow stroking. At which point Jeff had a realization. He had noticed when they first meet that Dale had some old bruises and scabs on his face and hands. Jeff did not think twice about it because Dale is in construction. Jeff also noticed that whenever the winning fighter slammed his cock into the loser, Dale would winch in pain just for a second. Jeff never did ask. Ever since I heard of this I have been looking all over the internet for this. I have not found it yet. For some odd reason this is hot to me. Does anyone have a clue? Do you have any suggestions on how to find such things?

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.”

We live in an awesome time! Grindr is like the best invention ever. The following story is 100% true. The names are changed for good reason. It was a Friday night and I had been stood up by the guy with whom I had been talking to for a few weeks. However, as I'm the kind of guy who has more than one plan, I pulled-out my phone and texted John, another guy with whom I had been talking to on and off, but with whom I had never met. As it turned-out, John had also been stood up for a date, and while that's a sad tale, it worked out for me! So John and I made plans to meet up. I went to the bathroom and made all necessary preparations for an evening that I wasn't even sure would happen. I told John ahead of time we'd see, but that I wouldn't just fuck him for the sake of fucking (that was a lie). It was a warm night, and we decided to go to the drive in, they were playing a triple feature. It would be a long night, plenty of time to hang out, talk, get to know one another. Then we would see where it went. So, we get there, movie number one comes on. We talk a bit, get the standard talk out of the way. Where ya from, what do you do for work, hobbies, etc etc blah blah. I turned and looked at him dead in the eye and asked "Did you bring any lube tonight?" "Yeah, but I thought we weren't gonna fool around. I thought we were gonna just talk." I chuckled and replied "Yeah, we did that: you work for (x) you like (x) etc etc blah blah. Now I want my hole stuffed full of dick. You wanna fuck?" "Fuck yeah" was his simple reply, "but I don't have any condoms." "Did I ask if you brought condoms? I need your cum balls deep in my ass, as many times as you can shoot over the next three movies." I then slid his basketball shorts down around his ankles and took his semi into my mouth, sucking him to a full erection. (Side note: car sex us hot, but confining.) When he was at full stature, I looked up at him, let his cock slap out of my mouth and onto his chest with a solid thwap as I undid my belt and slid my pants off. Guiding his face to my dick, he sucked me, fingering my hole at the same time. I had to try to be quiet as the drive-in was somewhat crowded and the car windows were down. We were in the backseat, radio on, and lights off. As John worked his fingers into my hungry ass I started bucking up into his mouth with my hard cock. He pulled out of me, and off of me and I game him a WTF? look. He grabbed the lube, slathered-up his cock and my hole and asked "Are you ready?" I looked him dead in the eyes and replied "Fuck me," and boy, did he. He started off slow, sliding just the tip inside, he leaned in and kissed me. While we were kissing he rammed the rest of his cock home smacking my prostate and making my dick jump. We got into a steady rhythm, hard fast slow steady. His raw dick see sawing in and out of my tight hole in a few different positions (again: car sex has limitations). After about ten minutes he looked me in the eye and said "Fuck man, your ass is tight. It feels awesome on my dick! I'm getting close, where...." I cut off his question replying "Balls deep, man, breed me!" With that John grunted and shot rope after rope of his seed inside of my tight hole causing me to blow my cum all over the interior of the car. He stayed inside me until he went soft and slipped-out. We then watched the end of the first movie. If there is demand there will be part 2 and 3

Wow great twist at the end

When you first get the PA, you will need to keep it clean and be able to rotate it so that the hole heals properly. after about 2-3 weeks, you should be fine with how you are cleaning now. There are several devices that are meant to wok in conjunction with a PA, the PA locking through the Cage. I can't give you advice on the exact ones sorry. as far as the PA hurting, after the initial needle, there is little pain at all. and some guys freak a bit with the metal tube they insert in your urethra to guide the needle so the piercing needle does not go through the cock.

Have had 2 hookups with this 'straight' (probably bi) college dude. The first time he came over he thought I would have condoms (I did not) but said his main issue was hygeine so if my ass was clean and showered we could go bare, you know, just this once. The fuck was fast but amazing and a massive load was dropped in me. He texts me about a week later saying he 'needs dat puss' and so comes over. I'm sucking him good and his cock is rock hard, as only a 20 year-old can be, and he tells me to bend over. I hear him ripping open the condom wrapper and I'm disappointed, especially after that amazing load he left last time. I spin around and begin fellating him with a vengeance and he gets wobbly-legged and has to lay down. As he lays there in blow job bliss, I kick the half opened wrapper to the floor and work my way up his torso to those beautiful, caramel nipples. While he's all blissed out and pre-cumming like a mothefucker, I straddle him and start rubbing my hole against his cock - still suckling at those luscious pecs. There is so much pre-cum now I have little difficulty maneuvering him into my hungry hole. I hold down his arms and legs so he can't do much except squirm and moan while I pull every power bottom move out of the book: slow stroke, clenching, reverse cowboy, jackhammer, etc. I'm a bigger dude so I can do the 'booty shake' and it was the ass-clap/clench combo that gave that guy the most intense orgasm of his young life. I have rarely had so much cum in my ass from one load. He looked adorable and kind of helpless as he stumbled around the room trying to gather his underwear and things, but having to stop from time to time to just mutter, "oh damn, oh fuck, oh damn...", and absently-mindedly tug his still half-hard cock, like he couldn't quite believe what happened I think I've shown him the truth and the light of the bareback way - he's over here again in about 20 mins and sent this pic saying he couldn't wait to, "nutt dat puss". Damn, I love a 20 year old dick!

Yeah, I'd love to hear more about what and who you had to do to get home bareassed and broke.

In my experience it has got much easier to find guys to fuck raw, even younger guys in their twenties and thirties. There is no doubt porn has played its part and two guys I've been with in the last few weeks, a 27 year old and a 35 year old plead to get bred. The language in bareback films has found its way into the bedrooms. It is a good development for those of us who want sex the natural way.

The ecstasy of cock penetrating, taking, owning you is too fine to interfere with. We are animals, we rut. Those of us who are the true whores want the feel of cum running down our thighs as men revile us.

Part 13: The Alley Michael: “Happy New Year.” Scott said before Viktor pulled him in for a long passionate kiss. Tommy broke off his own kiss with Greg and raised his glass. “Cheers, everyone!” Michael forced a smile. He didn’t really want to be here. Stuck with two couples on New Years Eve. But it wasn’t like he had any other offers. He couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened on his trip out of town. Five men, including the gaunt stranger, had fucked him that night. His ass had been sore for days afterwards. But he had felt something else as well. A hunger. A craving. He wanted that feeling again. He looked up and saw David from the gym. The personal trainer didn’t even notice him. Some twink was cozying up to him and the personal trainer was clearly going to give the boy what he wanted. The same thing that Michael wanted. “Be right back, guys.” He said. The bar had a smoker’s courtyard and, with the weather being so cold, it was the quietest place available. Michael pulled out his phone and dialled Seb’s number. “We’re sorry this number is disconnected or not in service at this time… “ the recording said. Michael hung up and put his phone away. Michael had tried the number at least 15 or 20 times in the last couple weeks since the night in the bathhouse. He knew what the result would be, but he found himself trying again and again. Hoping against hope for a pleasant surprise. But no. Seb seemed to have disappeared completely. Stepping back inside, Michael headed for the men’s room. The line there was too long so he slipped out the service door into the alley. He stepped into the shadow and pulled out his dick to take a piss. “Looks like I’m not the only one who thought the line was too long.” “Oh… hey Tommy. “ A bit late to be embarrassed now. The twink stepped up alongside him. Close. Michael could smell the alcohol on his breath. The kid should have stopped an hour ago. He was cute though. Michael had always thought the twink too flamboyant for his tastes… but, right now, Michael thought his friend just looked incredibly sexy. Tommy: Tommy’s eyes trailed down Michael’s body to his open fly and licked his lips. He had always wanted a taste of that dick. Or better yet, to feel it inside him. Michael might not seem quite as beautiful as he had once been. But Tommy still thought he was gorgeous. Just like the guys he had crushes on in school. The ones who tormented and beat him up. He had hated them, but wanted them to like them. Feared them but lusted them. Like those high school crushes, however, Michael had never shown any interest. Tommy had seen the guys Michael went for. And they didn’t look like him. Michael hooked up with and then discarded guys like Victor… not skinny “twinks” like himself. So Tommy had just settled for watching him from afar. Sneaking glances in the showers at the gym if they happened to be there together. But there was something different tonight. Something he couldn’t quite figure out. Tommy pulled out his cock. He was more than half hard and not just because he had to pee. Two streams of piss hit the wall. When the piss stopped, however, neither man put his dick away. Yes. There was something different going on tonight, Tommy thought. And he felt strangely fearless. Michael: Michael found his own eyes sliding down Tommy’s body. To the crotch where the twink’s dick hung out of his fly. The kid’s slim frame only made the dick look even larger. Tommy brazenly reached out and wrapped his fingers around Michael’s dick and slowly started to stroke. “Damn. I’ve always wanted to do this.” “Um… Tommy… what about Greg?” “Don’t worry so much.” Tommy whispered. “We have an open relationship. Plus what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him, right?” The logic made sense to Michael. He stretched his own fingers out and wrapped around the big dick hanging out of Tommy’s tight jeans. The slim man look startled but his dick grew even harder. Michael’s mouth was watering. He was so damn horny. He wanted that dick — wanted to suck it, wanted to feel it inside him. But how would the kid react? Tommy’s reputation as a power bottom was almost as infamous as Michael’s own reputation - well deserved until recently - as a total top. Michael knew he had changed, that he had crossed a line that night in the bathhouse. But this was different. This was someone he knew. Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was just how horny he felt, or just that craving he felt inside. But he decided nothing else mattered. Just the craving. He slowly bent over and took Tommy’s turgid dick into his mouth. “Fuck!” Tommy hissed. But he didn’t push Michael away. Michael could taste a strange musky saltiness. Piss, he realised. The last few drops of piss hadn’t quite dripped from the drunk twink’s dick. His tongue swirled around the cockhead, savouring the flavour. He breathed deeply. Enjoying the smell of Tommy’s crotch. The lad had been on the dance floor earlier so he was sweaty in his tight jeans. Tommy: This wasn’t real. It couldn’t be. Michael was a top. Everyone said so. Tommy wondered for a moment if he had slipped in the dark alley and hit his head. Maybe this was all a delusion. No. The sensations he was feeling were real. That really was Michael Christian sucking his dick. As impossible as that seemed. Tommy’s precum was flowing freely. and he had a hand on Michael’s head. He wasn’t going to last for long. His breath was ragged. His muscles tightening. And them Michael pulled away. Letting the dick slide from his mouth. Tommy groaned. He had been close. Very close. Michael: The dick felt so good, tasted so good, but Michael wanted something else. Something more. Sucking Tommy’s dick had only made that longing in his hole worse. Like an itch. With just one way to scratch it. Michael unfastened his pants and pushed them down his thighs, his naked ass glinted slightly in the pale moonlight. He looked over his should and Tommy’s jaw had, quite literally, dropped. But he still didn’t protest as Michael backed his naked ass back up. Lining his hole up with that beautiful shaft. Wincing slightly as the twink’s hips pushed forward. Instinctively. Too horny - and too drunk … and too inexperienced as a top — to be gentle. Two inches buried themselves in Michael’s dry hole. Michael moaned. God! He needed this. He felt whole. Complete. Topping another guy had never felt so good, so right, as having another man inside you. And — at least at this moment — didn’t care if someone heard him. Tommy: The twink’s hips were thrusting. He wanted to cum so bad. He had never really been interested in topping but this felt good. Hell yes, it felt so good. And the fact that it was Michael Christian — total top, the guy who reminded him of those guys in high school — that just made it feel even better. “I’m gonna shoot!” “Do it Tommy.” Michael encouraged him. “Don’t stop. Give it to me.” “Oh shit… here it comes. Take it!” Tommy opened his mouth. Wordlessly. His cock spasming. Unable to stop his hips slamming into Michael’s ass repeatedly. Filling his friend’s ass with his seed. Finally his body slowed. His muscles relaxing but his breathing still ragged. “Tommy? Michael?” A voice said from the door leading into the alley. “What the hell?” Michael: Michael’s turned and his face went pale. Greg stood in the doorway. He tried to stand up but Tommy didn’t move. “Greg… sweetie…” The twink stammered, his cock deflating in Michael’s ass. “This isn’t what it looks like.” Greg raised an eyebrow, glanced back into the club to make sure no one else was following him, them stepped into the alley closing the door behind him. “Oh, I think it is perfectly obvious that it is EXACTLY what it looks like.” Greg said, frowning. His tight white T-shirt was stretched over his pecs. It was pulled up just enough that one of his tattoos was visible as the muscles in his arm twitched. The construction worker stepped closer. Michael didn’t want to fight. He was quite sure he would lose. Then Greg laughed. “Fuck. you two should see your faces.” Michael breathed a sigh of relief. “You aren’t mad? I thought you were going to kill me.” “Mad? No. Shocked as hell. But not mad.” He put a calloused hand on Michael’s ass. “This is pretty hot really. My power bottom boyfriend just fucked your ass, dude. I've told him before that he should share that dick of his. But I thought you were a ‘total top’?” “What can I say.” Michael turned his head and gave Tommy a wink. The twink still stood, in shock, right behind him. “He has a fantastic cock.” “I’m rather fond of it myself.” Tommy said wryly. He finally stepped back, pulling his softened dick from inside Michael. “So. The real question is: is this a private party or can anyone join in?” Greg smiled. His hand sliding down Michael’s butt and into his crack. Feeling his boyfriend’s cum dripping out of the hole. “I see that you are already lubed up.” Michael didn't think words were necessary. He reached out a hand and caressed the front of Greg’s jeans. Feeling the hardness there. Yes. He wanted another cock in him. He wanted to keep feeling the sensation of getting powered. Bred. He bent forward a bit more. His ass raising up, clearly on offer. Greg just smiled and unbuttoned his jeans. Viktor: “Where have you guys been?” Scott said. “It’s been ages.” Viktor looked up to see Michael, Tommy, and Greg returning to the table. Michael just shrugged. “Lines in the men’s room are obscene tonight.” Viktor raised an eyebrow. The three men looked a bit… what was the word… disheveled. Had something gone on between them? No. Couldn’t be. Still, he told himself, maybe it was better not to ask questions. No one spoke for a moment. Everyone seemed lost in their own worlds. Scott leaned into Viktor’s shoulder and breathed a sigh of contentment. It was Tommy who broke the silence. “Oh. I was going through my phone today and saw this picture from Halloween, do you remember it?” “Viktor has it framed at the apartment.” Scott offered. Michael stared at the picture but didn’t say anything. Viktor knew the other man was comparing how he had looked two months ago with how he looked now. He felt a bit guilty. This was because of the bargain he had made with Zburător, a bargain he had tricked Michael and Scott into joining. Still, age caught up with everyone in the end. And Viktor wouldn’t give up the relationship he had fallen into with Scott for anything. Viktor had told his lover that he was positive, if not how it came about, and Scott had said he didn’t care. “It’s been a strange few months.” Viktor said. He took a last look at the picture before Tommy put the phone away.

I got to fuck that HOT ass in Chicago... been jacking to your hot porn for a long time and met you either on this site or BBRT... you're a fucking great kisser and cocksuckert and that ass felt amazing on my huge raw cock. Love when my porn star fantasies come true. Fucked a lot of porn boys and some of them are all packaging and no product but you're a hot stud and a true cockwhore, a nice guy with a really skilled mancunt

Well, I reported on this in another thread. It was in 1977 (before internet existed), when I was 17, about to turn 18. I had just moved away from home to study in a big city. I had never had sex with a guy but knew girls didn't interest me and guys made me horny. Just after I had moved I found out there was a sex shop near to where I lived. Was nervous but went there and asked to see a gay movie (first time). There was a hot guy, maybe late 20s/early 30s behind the desk. I went into the booth and started jacking to the movie. Moments later the door opened and the desk guy came in. He had closed the shop. He dropped his pants and fed me his cock. I sucked it (first time) and then he turned me around, lubed himself up and fucked me. I wasn't prepared of course but luckily there was no 'accident'. He fucked me for about ten minutes while I was still watching the movie, eventually shooting his load up my ass. I went back many times on the same day of the week when I knew he was working. Eventually, however, I discovered the park around the corner from where I lived actually turned into a cruising site at night. From then I cruised the park late at night , which, as I was a poor student, saved me the video fee. I was fucked hundreds of time in the park. At first I was picky but later on I let any horny guy have a go at my ass. The cruising in the park was incredibly hot, seeing men move around and fuck and suck between the trees and bushes. Eyeing me in my tight jeans and hot butt (still 17/18 yo) and invite me over to join them. I cruised the park most nights of the week, going commando in my jeans (easy access) and then sneaked back into the house where my room was late at night before going to class the next day.

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.

understall fuck another cute young student bare at college I found this young cute student today at my college toilet .. He wanna play understall .. I fuck him bareback and he let me cum inside his cute thight ass .. I cum just in time , just before someone entered the bathroom . I hope i will fuck is ass again soon , but i dont know who he is , he left so quickly .. http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=3EC2f-G604-

Too bad the group only allows fifty members and it's at its limit.

As Skinhead left, I noticed that there was bunch of men all standing at the open doorway. I assume they must have heard the action in our stall. Will and Stefan were standing at the back of the guys. Both had an expression of lust on their faces but Stefan especially looked like he was so proud of Artur. Will later told me that there were peep holes in the stall walls. He, Artur and several men had watched as Skinhead bred us both. Will said Skinhead was a local and had an infamous reputation. I didn't know what Will meant by infamous and he wouldn't elaborate when I asked. It wasn't comfortable lying with my back on top of Artur's front so I started to get off. Before I had a chance to do so, the guys at the doorway walked in to the stall. One guy aged around 30 already had his cock out and it was rock solid. His cock was about six inches long but fairly fat. He was cut which was not common here in Amsterdam it seemed. He stood at the foot of the sling immediately in front of our two exposed asses which were now dripping with Skinhead's seed. He slid full length into me in one hard quick thrust and I knew he hadn't had time to rubber up. Fuck, it felt so good! I moaned in disappointment as he pulled his cock out of me but in the next second he rammed it back in, balls deep. As he hammered my ass, I remember thinking I was so born to take the raw cock and seed from any and every man who wanted me and I would never stop doing so. I was shocked and at the same time turned on by this realisation. Not for the first time, I wondered what Will had turned me into. After maybe two minutes, the guy pulled his cock completely out my ass, not having shot. Artur then started groaning and it was clear the cock was now entering his ass. The guy bent over and kissed me in a dirty raunchy manner as he was breeding Artur's ass. I heard shouts from the guys encouraging him to shoot into the “darker guy's ass” and “breed him”. The same voices then spoke in Dutch and German, presumably repeating the same request. It took me a few seconds before I realised that it was Will and Stefan's voices. Whether it was their encouragement or not to breed Artur, the guy's fucking got harder and faster and all of a sudden he screamed into my face “.......I am shooting my seed into your boyfriend and breeding him up...”. (Little did he know, that Artur was not my boyfriend.) He wasn't finished yet though and proceeded to hammer Artur's ass for maybe another five minutes or so before he pulled out, turned around and walked out. Not one word of thanks or 'that was good guys'. I could see another guy was moving in to have a go but I knew I had to get up. I was uncomfortable so it must have been so bad for poor Artur underneath me. As I got onto my feet the guy didn't waste any time before he was balls deep in Artur. I looked around to see his cock pull out and he was also raw. The guy was maybe 45 and had about a seven incher. Another guy moved to the head of the sling and pushed his cock into Artur's face. His cock was about seven inches but had a bend in it facing left. It was such a turn on to see Artur sucking on one cock whilst another one was breeding his ass. So many men came into the stall there wasn't much room to move around. Eventually, the guy started making fast breathing sounds and had a look of ecstasy on his face, almost an agony sort of look, and it was clear that Artur was getting another load of seed. When he pulled out, yet another guy moved between Artur's legs. He started to pull a condom onto what looked like an eight inch cock. A hand stopped him and when I looked up it was Stefan who told the guy “no condom”. Stefan told the guy that that Artur was his boyfriend and it was raw or nothing. The guy was clearly conflicted. He came to a decision and said “OK, your choice”. With that he pushed his raw cock into Artur. Whether it was the fact he was raw or not I don't know but he lasted only about 30 seconds before shooting his load balls deep in to Artur's ass. He quickly pulled out looking like he regretted going raw and he left the stall just as quick as he had shot. Seed was dripping out of Artur and pooling on the floor. I bent over and as I was licking up the seed from the floor, some guy pushed his cock into my ass. I wont bore you guys with the same details as essentially for the next 45 or 50 minutes guys after guy bred Artur and I. We were exhausted by the time Will and Stefan broke it up and took us upstairs for a drink and rest. I could feel the seed leaking from my ass and knew the wet patch on my pants would be bigger than before. As we stood drinking I noticed a good number of men nod and wink at each other whilst saying something to each other about Artur and I.

Yes, of course you're right, it is the point, but it's a big shift in psychology. The point of PrEP for me was initially to take loads from this particular man, but I think that once the first load is in I will feel very different. If I'm lucky enough to have the pills, then I shound make full use of them.

It's been 6 week since I recovered from the fuck flu and I now have the family blood running through my body I'm also very toxic they say and there are some bug chasers who need servicing. Sam tells Joey and I that he has a client who need to be seeded and is his good friend. I a little scared as I've not been away from this loving family home for over 3 months. He wants Joey & I to do this so go together to this home about 1 hour ride. Joey is on meds and is undetectable now so its up to me to POZ this guy. Joey is caring Sam medical bag with all the good stuff in it and I hope some of its for me. We get there and we meet 3 people two are in their 30s and the other one is mid 20s and very hot looking with rip body and it's him that I will be seeding with my toxic load. The young one is very nervous but I look at that hot body and how hard my dick is. Joey goes over and starts to talk to him wile I talk to the 2 older guys. It's all small talk and when Joey comes back he ask for a glass and some water for the G he is going to give it to the one who I’m going to drop my toxic loads in. I'm jealous as he is getting a heavy dose of G. Joey also changes the jewelry for my PA as he say this will help rip him up as he ball is very ruff. Joey gives him the G and in a 20 minutes he's getting the effect of the G. I go over and start to kiss this hot body and I can sense he is no longer nervous and he is responding to my advances. I can feel Joey taking his arm and is about to slam him and tells me to hold his arm he is resistant now but he is Slammed . I ask the other 2 if this guy has ever been slammed and it's his first one. Once he is slammed by Joey he lets me know it was not heavy one as the heavy one will come later but his reaction is like when I get slammed hard. His body is like puffy as he is now sucking my dick wile Joey is kissing the back of my neck and is working over my nipples as he gives me some pills, he whispers in this will help you. My dick is so hard I just want to fuck so we spin him around and I just shove it in,Joey goes around and give him a booty bump and now his hole is well lube . I’m so hard and horny I go in balls deep and just start to pump for as long ask can stand it. I can feel his ass mussels squeezing on my dick as he wants more when I'm all the way in and relax when I'm all the way out. His friends are just watching with a big smile as I'm fucking him as one goes to his ear and say you to will be a POZ slut soon. I explode with my dick balls deep in his hole with the biggest load I think I ever had as like I was pissing in his hole. When I pull out I see some real dark blood on my dick and on my PA. Joey help spin the guy around so he can clean off my dick and to get me ready for round two. His friends are telling him how to clean my dick off wile Joey is staring to kiss my neck and rubs his hand over my chest. Joey is saying you have few more loads to drop in him and then he is going to slam me. For a slam I will do anything now so are my dick is hard I go back to fucking his hole again. This time I'm not going to rape his hole like the first load I drop in him as he's well torn up now. This time Joey is standing over the guy I'm fucking and Joey dick is right in my face so I start to suck Joey dick ,I think my dick got harder and I soon drop my second load and I get my dick cleaned again. We take a break as they want me to drop another load in him and I need a break and some water and ask Joey can he put some G in it for me. He laugh and says you are a real slut but gives me another one of thous pills. I look at the bed and the hot body that is laying there that I just fuck and will again very soon, Joey goes over to him ties off his arm and gives him a heavy slam and has been keeping him hydrated with G. Joey says one more load should do it and says as you are about to drop your load let him know. I lay him face down with his legs spread wide and see his wreck hole and I have the hardest dick that I have ever had. He is so out of it from this being his first slam getting G and booty bump and I have the honor of giving my family seed now. I just put the head of my dick in and Joey comes right behind me and puts his finger in my hole and gives me a booty bump. Wile I'm fucking him Joey comes behind me a starts to fuck me also. WOW the feeling is unbelievable. I holding as long as I can and Joey jump off of me and holds my arm tight and as I shoot my third load in I'm get slammed hard. Joey gave me a nice hard slam a few seconds after I drop my third load in his hole. I just lay on top of him with my dick still in his hole , as I pull it out it's covered with my cum and some blood. I get off of him and tell him to clean off my dick and as tired as he does. Right after he's finished I take my dick and slap his face with it and the PA is also hitting. I now look in in his face and said you now have my family seed in you.

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.

Lenny is taking his dick out and ramming it all the way to his balls and it feels great. Joey is told by Sam to keep me hydrated with that high octane G now as Lenny take a breaks. I'm drinking a lot of this and I'm starting to feel its effects of all the T & G that has been put in my body. Lenny goes back to wrecking my hole and shoots a big load in and is screaming as I feel his dick throbbing in my hole. Joey helps me get out of the sling , Sam says get him ready for round 2 on the fuck bench and give him a heavy slam. By now my legs are weak from being in the sling and my having my hole work over. Sam & Lenny talking that this is the most fun they have had and now that this boy is so fuck let's see if we can fist him and Sam says that is to much for now as converting him is there first priority. Joey put another needle in my arm , I see the flash of blood in the syringe then the push of it all in. I feel like I can't breath as it hits me so hard. I remember Joey strapping me to the bench and Sam & Lenny taking turns fucking and having me suck they're cleaning their dicks after they drop their load in me. Sam tells Lenny we might have converted him on the first try the way this hole is wreck, Lenny say that would take all the fun out of it but we have a few weeks before he is sick from the fuck flu. When Lenny pulls out he tells Joey to plug me so I don't leak out of the valuable Toxic seed that was just deposited in my hole. Then it’s Sam turn to breed me with his toxic loads and it goes on like this till both Sam & Lenny have no more left to give. They are both covered in sweat and are exhausted from fucking me and also want to give me a break so their seed will take.

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.

Joey is leading me down stairs as I really don't know what's wrong as I feel so free and I hope I get fuck today. Joey has given me so much water to drink during and after the clean out. We get to this room that is very large in the basement with mirrors on the ceiling and sides of the walls so you see everything. Sam ask Joey how is he and Joey responds he's clean and he started a booty bump as I have no idea what that booty bump is. Lenny tells me to sit in the chair as Joey puts leather cuffs on my wrist & ankles. Sam & Lenny are both dress in leather chaps an a leather harness on their chest and both have big dicks about 10 inches and very thick with a metal ring through the head of their dicks. In the chair Joey brings over a tray with hypodermic needles, Sam says give him a light one to start , later he get the heavy ones. Joey puts a rubber hose around my arm swabs a spot and sticks it in , there is a flash of blood and then he injects it in. I can't breath as I think they just killed me but then I cough and this rush comes over me. Lenny says put him in the sling we will start there. Sam comes over and puts his finger in my hole and tells Lenny we have tight hole here, they both are smiling. Joey comes over with a jar and a brush in it and Sam tell Lenny you found him you have the honors. Lenny puts the brush in and it and it burns as Lenny is going in and out fast and deep. Sam that a good starting point for now. Joey comes over and kiss me wile pinching my nipples. My hole is no longer on fire but I want it full with something very badly.

Correction, we're the new safeR sex. There is no such thing as safe sex (apart from masturbation). The risk is teeny tiny. But not 0. As long as they understand that, I have no qualms breeding neg guys. If I felt the risk was significant (eg I wasn't on meds), I wouldn't do it.

I've already said I use Bing. And still do. Google may be all pro gay and that, but they are far too intrusive in gathering data compared to Bing. Privacy is pretty much going out the window with the internet as it is, but I'll hold on to every last vestage I have of it. I'll stick with Bing.

I'd become addicted to meeting married guys. Even though I knew it was morally wrong, my dick didn't care. Neither did my asshole. Whenever I would chat with a guy who was "discrete" I would inevitably ask them if they were married. I think my brain hoped that they weren't, so that I could hook up guilt-free. But my ass would hope that they were married, so I could get fucked by a married man. There was something so hot about a guy, married to a woman, with children of his own, raising a family. A man so confident in his ability to manipulate those around him, to fuck a fag like me. After my first couple hook ups with married men, I desired to be their piece on the side. They can take it or leave it, but my ass was open to them. I met up with a construction worker, who was currently staying at his friend's place while working a job. His wife and kids were back home miles away, and I released myself to him with abandon. We kissed furiously within the first seconds of greeting each other. I couldn't get enough of his buff physique, hairy in some places and smooth in others, with skin bright red from working in the sun shirtless. After some hot foreplay, he made a move to fuck me. I asked if he had any condoms, and he said he wanted to fuck me raw. I appreciated a man who stated what he wanted. No bullshitting or lying like, "oh I forgot to buy condoms sorry!" He wanted to ride me bareback and made it known. I weakly protested, but he only smirked as he playfully wrestled me down. I tried pushing back against him, to see how far he would go. He wrangled me face down, ass up, his thick hand holding my neck. Using only a couple globs of spit, he sank his girth into me, and I squealed into the sheets. At last, I felt like was home again. Being filled by a man, a real man. A man who's dick has probably fucked many men and woman, including his wife. The same dick that has brought children into the world. In a weird way I wished his seed would make me pregnant, marking me as his property. I loved getting dominated like that. His hand held my neck down, choking me as he brutally fucked and seeded my ass. After he came, I massaged his cock with my ass, milking it for all I could get. We met up frequently before he finished his job and went back home. I knew it would eventually end, and that was all part of the allure to me. Am I fucked up?

I looked up what fillmyhole says and sorry but that is wrong. HIV can survive in the AIR but like most virus, not for a long period of time. According to what I found it can survive outside the body for as long as about 3 minutes, which is actually considered the low end of time for virus. Many can go for up to a half hour but could not find any lasting longer than that, anyone else? Oral sex is, though, considered very safe and your chances of catching HIV from giving blow job are quite low. You can catch it that way if you have a gum disease or sore throat or other things which may make the inside of your mouth or throat tender or an open sore of any kind where the virus can get into your blood stream.

I prefer my bottom sluts to have flaccid dicks or a small dick. To be honest I don't pay much attention to their dick unless it's a top. If I'm in love with a bottom slut then I will pay some attention to it...but otherwise I don't care...

Scary taking that first load. The other guys are right, start with undetectable guys, after a few neg tests worry level drops, then one night you will just be laying there heart pounding mind racing as you take your first toxic load. LOL then you change your mind, luckily miss that first bullet and get on PrEP.

First time was my best friend from middle/high school. I spent as many Saturday nights at his house as my own from the time we became friends around 5th grade to senior year of high school. Around the seventh grade I got curious and started encouraging him to play truth or dare and then dare him to streak or go commando or anything where I could see his cock. He began doing the same, daring me to do things that required me to flash him my dick. After awhile I wanted more, especially once I discovered the internet and began looking up pictures of penises and naked men. It started innocently with me waiting for him to fall asleep, then sliding under his blanket and fondling his package, my heart racing the entire time. Each night I got bolder continuing until he'd begin to stir. Eventually I managed to free it from his boxers and stroke it a little. One night when I was too tired to try, I just laid down to sleep, and soon he was nudging me while pretending to be asleep, obviously wanting me to do more. Once I knew he was okay with me playing with him I stopped worrying about waking him, since he was pretending all along, and just went for it. I sucked him off that night and soon I was doing more including putting my dick in his 'sleeping' mouth and jerking off on him. At this same time I discovered the chat rooms on gay.com and aol, and began talking to older men about what I wanted to try. I even managed to sneak out a few nights and meet a few to jack off in their cars and let them suck me off. We always played in their vehicles since I was too young to drive and too nervous to let them take me too far from my house. A few of them tried to convince me to fuck them or let them top me, but I thought that sounded nasty since it was where poop came out. One guy managed to convince me to let him rim me while I jerked off, and he slid his finger into my ass just as I came. The sensation was so intense I tried it on my own when I jerked from then on. Within a few months I was using my entire finger and sometimes a magic marker. About that same time I decided to investigate my buddy's butt, but I found that he didn't clean up well enough. I whispered to my 'sleeping' friend that he needed to shower next time I came over and instead sucked him off while straddling his face. He didn't seem interested in my ass until I fingered my hole and shot a huge cum load all over him. The next time I came over he showered before we went to 'sleep' and wore a pair of his Dad's boxers that were loose enough to slide down and off his legs without 'waking' him. For a few months we exchanged fingers in one another's holes while sucking and I always shot my load while grinding my butt on his lips and chin. It caught me totally off guard when he started tonguing me one night, and then reached up and spread my cheeks and chowed down. I came really hard that night and when I sucked him off he held my head down on his cock and shot in my throat which he'd never done before, making me swallow his jizz. His eyes stayed shut the entire time and he made it very clear we could only play as long as we both continued to keep up the charade that he was asleep. After that he seemed to want me to play with his hole only when I was sucking his dick and never let me finger him like I had before. He'd groan when I'd rim him, and I'd try to do it as well as he did it to me, but he stopped me from putting in any more than one knuckle by rolling over or clenching his thighs around my cheeks. His ass-eating got more aggressive too and pretty soon he was inserting his tongue as deeply as he could before working in two and even three fingers once. When I tired to pull away, he grabbed my dick and jerked me until I shot all over his smooth chest. Needing an explanation I sought advice from some men online, and one man in particular who'd been coming over to my house about once a week and blowing and fingering me in his car down the hill by the playground. He'd been desperate to fuck my virgin ass but while I was no longer grossed out by it, the idea scarred me too much. He explained that my friend was probably dreaming about eating pussy and wanted to fuck me. When I told him that I was 99% sure my buddy was actually awake, he insisted I let him come over and suck me off, but I declined. Instead he convinced me to try rubbing my friend's dick between my cheeks against my hole to see if he wanted to do more than just oral and finger play. The next weekend I was there, I made sure to grab some lotion from his bathroom (which is what I used at home to finger my ass) and some paper towels to clean up with if necessary. Our usual fore play ensued, but I was sure to use a lot of lotion between my cheeks so once I straddled his lap I wouldn't have a reason to get up. As soon as I pulled away from his cock, he moaned as if to say "Wait, where are you going? We're not done." I wondered if he might drop the act in desperation to get off. When he just kept moaning and making his dick jump and dance at me, I realized he'd never admit to being awake, and decided to try straddling him. Once my leg was over his other side, I lowered my butt until his hard-on was caught between my cheeks. This made him very happy and he thrust up to meet my buns. Within minutes we both shot gigantic loads, mine across his chest and face, his between my asscheeks and against my ballsack. Two weeks later I'd been dreaming of the last session while chatting with random men, and discovered that one of my former teachers was one of the men I was talking with. He had no idea it was me, but even so I avoided him for says until working up the courage to talk more without revealing that I knew him. I pretended to be older than I was so he wouldn't run away and we had long discussions about what we liked to do. He always told me stories about the young men he fucked and when I told him I had never tried it, he lost interest in me, explaining that virgins didn't interest him. Even when I told him he could take my virginity (which I had no plans on actually doing) he still said no, informing me that he had a pretty big dick and needed a bottom who could take the whole thing. He ended our final chat with a sentence that made me sure of what I had to do, saying "Sorry bud, but if you want to play with real men, it's time to get fucked." That weekend we repeated the night from two weeks earlier only this time I followed the instructions I'd gotten from a website, and held his hard dick up straight until I felt it make contact with my lotion-coated butthole. According to every account I found, it was going to be tough getting it in at first, but once I got used to it, I'd be ready to ride until my buddy was done. No one told me I should have removed my socks or been sure to have a hood footing before trying to sit on his cock, because the combination caused me to lose balance right as his cock head forced its way inside me, with the result my friend's thrusts knocked me entirely off balance, causing my feet to slide out, and my ass to slide down on his dick until he was balls-deep inside my ass. I held back a scream and saw stars from the pain, but I didn't have time to hop off or find a place to push with my feet and hands to rise up before his hands grabbed my hips and began slamming up again and again. It felt like an eternity, but we were both teenage boys so it probably only lasted for a minute or two before, to my horror, my friend filled me with his sperm. After he was done shooting, I finally managed to get my legs under me, sprang off his lap and dashed out of the room, down the hall, tiptoed past his sister's and parent's bedroom, and locked myself in the bathroom. My hole was still on fire as I examined myself to prove what I had convinced myself was true: he'd torn my ass from end to end, and my hole was sticky and sore, and I needed to poop. Once I'd expelled his load from my butt, I was still in shock but glad that no damage had been done and I returned to the room where he was now rolled away from the door, his boxers pulled back up. Angry, I crossed the room to him, pulled the boxers down as far as I could and began squirting lotion on his ass. Whether he was actually asleep or just resigned to the idea that I'd be doing him in return, I don't know, but I managed to get my dick hard and awkwardly mount him, pushing my head into his hole as roughly as I could, just to see how he liked it. You should know that he was six inches taller than I was, having hit puberty first and grown much faster. The same was true of his dick, which was easily over seven inches the last time we'd measured during truth or dare, and now might even have been as much as eight or slightly bigger. Mine, however, was just starting to get bigger and was only five inches, maybe ever smaller since I usually exaggerated when we'd measure. Combine that with trying to get it between his rather large butt cheeks and the awkward angle and I only managed to get an inch or so inside him and thrust three times before I began to shoot my own load. I couldn't even keep it inside as I shot, so most of it ended up on his hole and cheeks by the time I collapsed against his sweaty back. After that it was obvious he wanted to try again, always playing with my butt as much as I'd allow or even trying to maneuver us into a position where he could get his cock against my ass, but I had decided after the pain I felt that first time that I wasn't meant to be plowed. Once it was clear I wasn't interested, we went back to sucking, rimming and fingering until I left for college. Just in case I was wrong, I tried anal play twice more in the next few years, but both guys were too rough and I was too insecure to tell them how much I was hating it, so I decided I must be all top. I didn't get fucked again until I was in college and even then I didn't learn to enjoy it until I was almost 23.

it wasnt my idea, its the tops that started doing me that way

Although I've organized gang-bangs at home, they are definitely more likely to succeed at a sauna. But of course, a lot depends on the bottom. Young slutty bottoms are in more demand so a guy in his 20's has a better chance to get tops and organize a successful gang-bang than a guy in his 50's, 60's and older. My gang-bang experiences were in my 40's with a max of 5 tops. I had to put some rules in the GBs at home because I didn't want other guys who came over to be bottoms. I wanted my hole and their cocks only, but also because it was my home I did not want any "accidents" with bottoms who don't clean themselves properly. Guys understood that I was to be the only bottom and the reason made sense to them. Gang-bangs with only two tops ware a lot of fun, taking turns fucking me while making out with each other. My ideal GB is when guys take turns fucking and then they cum one right after each other: as one pulls out the other goes into my creamed hole. At the saunas GBs are just spontaneous and it's usually accomplished by leaving the door of the room open while one guy fucks you. To spice things up I use special clothing and signs with hot messages. By the way, being fucked more than once at the sauna and taking a few loads is not a gang-bang. To be a GB more than one guy has to be fucking me while the others watch and take turns. I once took 12 loads at a sauna but I never considered that to be a gang-bang.

The best place for what you want is a bathhouse, sex club or sex party. Trying to arrange a gang bang on your own rarely works out. How does it feel to be fucked by multiple guys...generally pretty fuckin' good. You may not make it past two or three guys the first few times, however, once you know how to open up, you'll be able to handle more guys. I like poppers as I become a total slut using them. Also if the first couple guys drop their load in your hole, it will be easier to take more cock as their cum becomes lube.

I would love to receive more loads. But now I'm off to sleep...

Great topics. I'm 50 years old and have been poz a year now. I freaked at first but after having many friends that are poz I was pretty informed of the realities. I haven't told my family yet and only one or two friends. I started meds right away and have had no problems at all from the meds or the HIV. I'm in a study so haven't had to pay for meds yet but I do have insurance so that shouldn't be too much of an issue. The meds is the negative. But...now the sex is amazing. I was always worried about taking a bb cock....didn't do it much...because I was worried...now it's really nice...I can be a whore and get fucked and not worry. It's really made sex hot. I go to bath houses a lot and 90 percent of the guys never ask about status when I'm fucking them...just assume they are poz or don't care. I would rather be neg....but being poz for a year has not caused many problems.

I could never stay hard in a condom, either fucking or when someone fucked me but the good boy in me just put up, then I hooked with a guy in a club...think I was 18 and he was 20 and we ended up back at his, once we got all he sucking and wanking over with it was time to fuck and there was no mention of rubber...he went in raw and it was like a whole new world opened up. By the morning I went home with 3 loads inside me. We dated for 3 months and then I spotted walking into a city centre cottage and upon investigation he was fucked a guy in a stall raw. But then I was young and thought that relationships where about fucking with one guy only so ended it but left with bareback desire alight. After that I would avoid rubbers if I could and by the time I hit 26 I was poz and I am now 36 and workout 5 times aweek and run triathlons so it hasn't stopped me in anyway; yes I have to take a pill a day...I have to do that for hayfever too, really not hard; I have to go to hospital every 6 months I get a full check up looking at everything from my weight to my blood pressure so if something is amiss there is time to fix it. I only look for guys into bb so don't have the rejection and I find these days 90% of guys in a dark room bb and if they want it safe I just move off; however I find a lot will take that bag off anyway and go in raw. If bb is your thing then becoming poz is something you have to deal with; so you can either moan or moan while taking a recharge off another hot poz guy and get on enjoying your one life!

Hey, there are so many sex on premises venues here that you don't need that stuff. Keep in mind that we speak a different language and hence often have different hookup sites. Try barebackcity.info for bb.... Or just explore the bars and clubs...

I use a lube called Grease by Swiss Navy that causes my lips to go numb for a very brief minute or so ( usually this happens after the guy has been fucking me using the grease, then switches over to my mouth) The effect though is that my gag reflex goes to rest for a bit, and I can really push down deep on his shaft, then as it gets past the back of my throat I begin small up and down movement and swallowing, and it really slips the cock balls deep into my windpipe. If you have hot wired nips, you might find really tweaking them hard while getting throat fucked will confuse your head enough to forget about the gag action and try to focus on whats happening to your tits- by the time the brain shifts back to your throat, that cock has been planted in and you are beyond the gag reflex point and are licking his pubes with his cock in the back of your head

When I'm sober I don't like watersports. I tried with my first 'daddy' but it didn't work and he didn't want to force me. One day he brought a pill that I didn't know. After that and with combination with poppers I became very horny, obedient and submissive. I begged like a pig for his piss. He let me drink it, then brought a bowl with his piss from the whole day, forced my head into it in the doggy position and started to fuck my ass. From that day he used me as an urinal every time he wanted, even if I didn't want.

I swallow, and I find it tastes better when it has fermented up a fellow filth pigs ass.