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Cody: Sunlight streaming in the bedroom window caused a bit of haze as I very slowly awoke. The two day drive from Seattle to Dad’s house in the suburbs of Chicago had really taken a lot out of me, but after a couple of very groggy minutes I realized I was in his bed, alone. I figured he had likely gone for a run. I really love sleeping in Dad's bed. Although I would have preferred to find him sleeping next to me, at least I could still smell him. My Dad and I started having sex several years before I left for college. It wasn’t an affair as much as it was pure hormones. Being a horny teen, I was eager to learn about sex, and Dad was more than willing to be my guide. I never complained, especially since I had long since adjusted to the reality I was gay, and, as my relationship with Dad expanded to include sex, I was more than ready and receptive, especially since then as now, Dad maintained had a nicely toned body. As I lay there in his bed, it occurred to me my morning wood was in complete agreement. After high school I was accepted at an out-of-state university. Fast forward several years of fun and hard work, and now, post graduation, I had a degree in finance and was back at my Dad’s house. I was horny and wanted his body more now than ever before. I couldn’t get enough cum. In college I had been a real pig, and sucked off more than one roommate. I’m surprised I came away from college without coming down with one STD or another. Anyhow, Dad was now 43 to my 22 years, but as he exercises religiously, he is still really young in my eyes. I was always slim and had been on my high school’s swim team, which helped get me a scholarship and to tryouts for the college swim team. I was trim, and I definitely like my body, but my 'little Cody' was doing all the thinking. I imagined if Dad were here right now I’d be sucking his cock and swallowing his cum. I wondered why we hadn't fucked the night before. I know I wanted him, and he had been very happy to see me, but as I had been exhausted by the drive, I guess I just passed out. The thought of Dad fucking me got me rock hard and horny to the point of distraction. Something needed to happen soon; I wanted, no, I needed Dad's cum inside my hole, especially when I thought back to my experiences in years past with Dad. I really liked it when, as we fucked, Dad would get verbal and nasty, calling me his cum hole. My cock started to leak. I got up to piss, and afterwards checked my phone. There was a text from Dad that read, “Getting an early run in, back soon Cod.” My name is Cody, but as long back as I could remember Dad has used the nickname 'Cod'. The kinky part of me wanted him to call me his “cum hole,” and tell me how he was breeding my ass. Fuck, I wanted to taste his cum. I decided to shower and get myself together before Dad got back. I was horned as fuck and thought about jacking off but decided to wait until Dad got back. I was determined to get his load. Dad: It was nice watching Cod sleep was nice, and knowing he needed the rest, I decided to let him sleep in and use the opportunity to hook-up with one of my regulars, Sam, I guy I met on Grindr. Sam and I have been fucking a couple of times a week or so for nearly a year now; with Cod away at college I had to have relief, and Sam satisfied my needs quite nicely. I have always barebacked, and had always topped with Cod but after he went away to school I decided to explore the role of a bottom and started taking bare cock from several guys, Tom, Alan, Nick, and Sam - just a few of the guys I had fuck me at one point or another over the last few years. I loved taking it bareback. I initially asked about the top's status but when Alan answered "I don't know," I decided to still take his load. After taking Alan's load I stopped asking the guy's status. I just wanted to be fucked hard and to take big loads of cum in my ass. I really had no idea if I’d ever taken a poz load of cum until I met Sam. He’s now 28, 6’ tall and lean. He reminds me somewhat of Cod, even if he is a couple of years older. He told me upfront that he was HIV positive. I replied I was HIV negative, but didn’t care either way; the truth is my cock had never been harder. What I didn’t know is that Sam did care about my status: he only wanted to fuck guys who were negative, and since he and I had hooked-up and I made switch to being a cum pig, one who had no trouble that an HIV positive guy was regularly fucking me, Sam had decided me wanted me to convert. Meanwhile I couldn’t get enough of Sam, and was flattered Sam couldn’t seem to get enough of me. He asked if I was still negative, but as I hadn't been tested for quite some time, more than a year or so, even if I had taken many of Sam's loads, still I had to answer that I didn't know. Sam frequently commented "I hope you convert," and "I'm gonna make it happen," but as far as I was concerned it was more of a matter that maybe he would, maybe he wouldn't, but as he was on meds I knew the chances were slim. Whatever the case, however, I definitely wanted him to fuck me - either way. I took a very short run and made my way to his place for sex. I was horny and given the thought of Cod laying naked in my bed, I needed poz cum right now. Sam and I had a fairly regularly routine: I would let myself in, strip naked and climb into his bed, and then we fucked hard and heavy while he told me how he was going to knock me up. “Hey sexy, fuck I’m so horny,” I called out. “Get on your back. I want to see your face while I breed you,” he replied as he entered the room. I flipped over, legs up and he thrust in roughly with no lube. He had fucked me so often that his cock goes in easily, and honestly it didn't really hurt, although I was surprised he was balls-deep on the first thrust. “Gonna’ really breed you deep this time, Mark. You want my poz cum?” “Fuck yeah, give it to me" was all I could mumble as he road my ass. Sam looked down at me, smiled, and leaned over, giving me a deep kiss. I could feel his sweaty nuts resting against my ass. I love that sensation. Somehow it really makes me feel like the top is in complete sexual control of me. “Sam, I’m so fuckin' horny. I want you to blow your poz cum into my hole. I want you to give IT to me.” “Oh yeah, you twisted fuck," he grunted, asking “You want me to poz .. uhhh... maybe both of you?” Sam knew Cod was back at my house. I knew what he meant. I was conflicted, but grunted approval. Sam knew we’d be fucking and if I was, or converted, I might pass it to Cod. “Yeah, you do want that. So fucking hot." He kept banging me, keeping-up a good rhythm, grunting and banging my ass. And, as he did so he remarked “I stopped taking my meds. I want you to be HIV positive." “Uhhhhhh… uhhhh… fuck me”, was all I could manage, “Fuck, it into me.” Sam was in full stride now, kissing me, he was looking me right in the eyes with a very devious grin and he knew that I wanted this as bad as he did. “Fuck… fuck… fuck… close”, he was kissing me hard now and “Uhhhhhhhhh…. FUCK… cummmm… ” and like that, he unloaded in my ass. It seemed like a really intense orgasm for him. As he lay on me, his hard cock plugging my ass, french kissing me, he sweated profusely. “I’ve been wanting to do that since we met,” he eventually commented. “Stop meds?” “Yeah. I wanted to convert you before we were really open about it and I knew I’d probably have to take a break from the meds to do it for real." “That’s so hot that you told me the way you told me just as you were about to blow. How long have you been off them?” "About a month or so, now, so I'm sure I'm toxic." We kept making out, Sam was so hot and his cock was still hard and still inside me. I knew I was a horny pig and I liked it bareback but I never thought of myself as chasing. Right now I couldn’t think of anything I wanted more than another load of his poz cum, so I murmured “I want more.” He, on the other hand, was still out of breath, and replied “Let me rest. Maybe you’ll get something you can’t get rid of.” I was hard and leaking. I hadn’t cum, I rarely did when Sam fucked me, but I started thinking about Cod and my cock started to leak. I felt an odd pang thinking I was going to give Cody cum, knowing I might seroconvert from my sex with Sam. Cody: I finished my shower, ate something and started to think about Dad. I was about to text him when I heard the door open, and in walked Dad, looking a bit sweaty and worn-out. "That must have been a good run," I commented. “Good run? Uh… yeah, good, wore me out. I think I’m going to get a shower." I could smell his arm pits as he walked by and it made my cock hard as he walked past me. “Dad?” “Yeah, Cod?” I walked up close to him and looked him in the eye the way a lover does, “I’m glad I’m home.” “Me too, Cod.” He smiled, kissed me, and then entered his bathroom, I nearly passed out in anticipation of the pleasures in store.

A fling out of time It was a casual Sunday morning and I was bored. For some reason I had gotten up early, had already hit the gym and had had breakfast. And it was still only 9:00 AM. So I decided to take a stroll on the parkway close to my house. As I walked along I passed several people walking their dogs and a few just taking a stroll like me. In the two years I had lived at my current place I had never explored the area around the parkway, although every so often I had noticed some very hot guys casually heading down either the paved path or the gravel path. I had come out in my late teens and started hanging out with several other gay teens, sometimes frequenting the local bars once I was 18, although I couldn’t go into many of them except on 18 and over nights where I would be branded with a red x on the back of my hand, I could converse with those gentlemen coming and going to the establishments. I was not virgin to having sex with older guys many up to 15-20 years my senior as I grew older and was allowed to enter and partake of the libations served within. So at 23 I suspected what the guys might be doing off the paved path, I was intrigued by what the dirt paths might be hiding, so after observing the area for about a half hour I noticed more guys used certain paths more than others. I finally gathered the courage to explore and headed towards a path that seemed to be popular. Looking around I didn't see anyone paying attention to me, so I slipped through the brush at its entrance and soon found myself in a whole new world. It was a world of nature and within the first fifty yards the noise and bustle that was ever present on the parkway's paved path disappeared and the sounds and smells of nature permeated the surroundings. I followed the path for another hundred yards and thought maybe the guys were just trying to get away and relax when I noticed movement to my left. I stopped and watched as a head poked up through the brush under a tree. It was a blonde guy, perhaps a couple of years senior to me. His eyes were closed, and appeared to be in the throes of pleasure. Stepping closer, I apparently made a slight sound because he opened his eyes and, having registered me, smiled at me. Then I saw the young man on his knees in front of the blond guy. The young man's head bobbed up and down on the blonde's erect phallus. The blonde began shaking as he climaxed into the kid's mouth. As the boy pulled off I recognized him as one of the courtesy clerks at my local market, just turned 18 5’7’and a skinny 135 pounds but with the beginnings of toned muscle starting to show from carrying groceries out for customers of the market. He had close cropped red hair and just smiled at me as he licked cum off his lips, I think he recognized me as well. The blonde being satisfied by the twink zipped up and walked towards me slipping me a business card to me as he passed and groped my hard on in my jogging shorts “He’s going to enjoy this one, give me a call sometime” I looked at the card he passed me, it had his name and number on it along with a phrase at the bottom “Versatile Top, Massages, Video productions, Party planner, Guaranteed conversions” I looked at the boy in front of me, sitting back on his haunches ass against his heels looking at me with puppy dog eyes beckoning me to come closer, I stepped up to him as he placed his fist on either side of my bulge and caressed my member with the back of his hands through the flimsy nylon material, making a wet spot appear on the front of my shorts. He began sucking my cock through the shorts, before pulling my tool out and swallowing it deep into his throat, gagging as it hit the back of his throat and entered his windpipe. I was getting close , feeling my balls pull up I was about to cum as he pulled down on my scrotum and pulled off my cock, stood quickly and turned around and impaled himself on my engorged tool, riding me till I blew 6 or 7 blast of my semen up his raw unprotected hole, a first for me as I always fucked with a condom until then. It felt incredible as his hole milked every drop from my phallus. He pulled off and turned back around sucking my cock clean, then pulled up his pants and quickly left stating ”Darn I’m going to be late for work, but thanks for your gift sir, I’ll be holding it in all day thinking about you” He dashed off and I stood there alone with my shorts around my ankles almost in shock coming down off my orgasmic high.

When a top pounds me the right way I start leaking precum all over the place. It feels great. Not cumming yet but precumming. Until he hits my prostate so many times I cannot hold back and blow my load handsfree. Amazing feeling. My favorite way.

Joey.... Joey loved to be the center of attention and his natural gifts has never failed him. Joey's golden blonde hair and bluest eyes hasn't failed him to get all the girls he wanted. His 6ft tall body was naturally toned and covered with golden fuzz all over which drove the girls crazy for some reason. He also had the biggest cock in school reaching over 8" when it was hard. Just the sight of his big white cock could make most girls and even some boys be mesmerized and Joey loved it. He wasted no time as he entered the locker room to strip his clothes to get ready for his first wrestling team meeting today. Before he put his jock and the singlet on, he walked over to the mirror and flexed around loving the eyes of his friends admiring his beautiful body. His cock started to get semi-hard as he enjoyed the boys eyes on him. He swaggered over to his locker and bent down to pick up his jock and he even felt some boys stare at his pink hole between his golden mounds of muscled ass. Joey took his time to put on a show for other boys a bit before he started to get up when he felt something in the air that he never felt before. As Joey put his jock on and adjusted his cock, he looked over his shoulder to the source this stir in the air. Momentarily Joey's body forgot to move as he saw one of the darkest person standing behind him. He was maybe an inch taller that Joey but his body muscles were massive and his cock was massive as well. It was as big as Joey's 8" and it wasn't even hard. "Hi, I am Jason and I am new." A deep voice brought Joey's attention to the hand extended to him offering a handshake and that's when Joey realiized that his hand was still inside his jock holding his own rapidly growing cock. Joey felt himself blushing all over as Jason took his hand back. "Ummmm, let's skip the handshake for now. So you must be Joey." "Yes." Joey replied softly and turned around to get his singlet out of his locker. For some reason, his knees felt weak and he lost his balance as he turned to his locker. Jason's arms were quick to wrap around his waist to save Joey from falling on the floor. "Be careful, Joey. I want you down on the floor when I pin you dow during our match not in the locker room." Jason's laugh made Joey feel weak again and Joey felt Jason's naked body standing closer behind him to give him a better support. Joey's heart started to beat almost ouf of his chest as Joey felt Jason's body heat on the length of his naked back and Jason's cock on butt. "Easy boy." Joey felt Jason lightly push him away as Joey started to push his butt out to feel more of Jason's cock wihtout realizing what he was doing. Joey felt shame and embarassment but his cock stood bigger than ever. Joey hurriedly finished getting dressed and walked away from Jason but not before he saw Jason's cock getting semi-hard and growing to a size that Joey could never imagine on a human body. Jason and the rest of his team joined Joey in the gymnasium. They always had the wrestling team's gym's temperature set up high to make everyone sweat during the practice as it helped with the weight management as well. However Joey felt it was almost unbearable today as Jason stood close to him. When the door opened, instead of Mr. Smith, there was a black giant whose face resembled Jason's. Everyone admired and welcomed the two big strong black men newly joining them. However Joey was uneasy with new feelings these two men started in him however Joey felt strong connection with two men as well. As the coach ordered the team to break up in two to stretch, Joey and Jason faced each other as they both felt so naturally drawn. Even the whole team seemed to accept their coupling as if it was the most natural thing and didn't crowd around Joey as they normally do. After few minutes of stretching, the coach told them to play around with their partner for a while. At no time, Jason had pinned Joey down and used his body weight to push him down. Strangely Joey didn't fight hard as he felt safe and comfortable with his new position. New coach came by them few times and made eye contact with Joey before walking away to attend others. That's how Joey met Jason and his new coach, James.... and Joey's new life began.

Wednesday night, I visited a poz bud who had stopped taking his meds. He had a nice toxic load for my neg ass and was eager to give it to me. He knew what I wanted. I made sure my hole was nice and raw first thanks to a cheap drugstore toothbrush. Kept his load in me until the next day!

Hoping to make it out to my first Horse Fair on September 5th in Hamburg. I'm nervous as hell, but want to sport a red hood and attend as a mare. I love older, uncut, German daddies and hope that there are lots of older stallions at the Fair.

4. I stayed kneeling on the dirty floor Mark's cum and sweat dripping of my face. Boss pressed his cock, covered in ass juice, cum, and a bit of blood to me and I licked it clean. Loving the taste of his big manly cock. My hands grabbed his furry ass and pulled him deep into me as my tongue licked under the hood and cleaned him. “Get ready to swallow pig boy and don’t spill a drop” I only had a second to wonder and then I felt his warm piss flooding my mouth. In fear I started gulping it down. His cock was far enough to the back of my throat that I didn’t taste any of that first piss until he slowly pulled it out. I expect to be disgusted but it tasted amazing and I moaned and suckled getting every last drop. Boss reached down and pull me up, started into my eyes and lifted both his arms, locking his hands behind his head. I sprang to action licking the fuck sweat from his deep furry pits. Smelling him and moaning. Humping his leg with my caged cock, grunting and devouring him. His hand traced down my back to the plug still in my ass. With one pull he yanked it out fo me causing me to whimper. “Ready for another charged load fucker” Now that I knew…..now that I knew what the consequences of taking his cock and cum in me….i lowered my head, turned around, and presented my ass. Arching my back against the wall. “Fuck I knew you would take to this like a duck to water. “ With that his raw cock plunged back in my ass. A screamed escaped my lips and before I had a chance to say anything else poppers were under my nose. Making my ass loose and my mind spin. Making me want more, more cock, more cum. Thrusting back I met each pounding. Sweat once again dripping off me. I ran my hand across my chest and gathered it with my fingers. Sucking the salty delicious nectar from my own body. “Please Boss, please shoot the poz cum in my hole. Make me your poz son. Knocked me up, own me, make me into your bitch, your pig, you cumdump.” “Fuck yeah boy here comes my second load, make you my fucking pig , my man , forever. With this cum I own you. With this load you are mine forever” Amazingly he cock sent 6 jets of his cum shooting into my hole. I felt each one like a tongue, lapping at the inside of my ass. Caressing and filling me with his fuck poison. He collapsed against my back , our sweat mingling. Both of us shuddering. I looked down and was not surprised to see he had worked another load out of me without me even touching my cock. Something came over me. I grabbed my poppers and took four big deep hits. Just as the rush started to come I dropped to all four and started licking the cum and sweat from the floor. I wanted the cum in me I wanted to take it all. My tongue lapped again and again getting every drop of sweat, cum and who knows what else before I knew it a clean circle was visibly present form the other dirty areas, I took the Boss’s cock back to my mouth for cleaning. Cum and dirt were smeared all over my face. My eyes were glazed over at what I had done. A smile formed on my lips and a sense of belonging settled in. I knew what I was. I was his. And I was a popper whore, cum slut. “Good job boy. I see you learn quick and are coming along, but you still need to be punished…..”

A fling out of time 2. I pulled up my shorts, and made my way back to the dirt path, following it deeper into the parkway, exploring how far back it went. Must have gone about half a mile from my previous position (where I found the box boy and the professional guy) and saw a few caves and once again guys cruising and a few having sex in the underbrush. A group of bears were having their way with a twenty something brunette over a downed tree, I walked closer to see them spit roasting the poor guy, although upon closer inspection he was backing up onto their cocks and slurping down the ones offered to his mouth, obviously a willing participant in the action. A tall burly bear motioned me over and like a moth drawn to a flame I found myself moving closer and closer. I was just within reach of a hot cub on the fringes of the crowd, and the cub reached out and stroked my exposed nipple, the touch was electrifying and I felt myself move closer and soon had the cub and an otter pawing over me stroking my cock and caressing my ass, the cub dropped to his knees and began sucking my cock as the otter begins to suck on my nipples and kissing my lips, a bear comes up behind me and slips his hand down the back of my pants and begins fingering my hole. I began to melt under the assault on my erroneous zones and before I knew it the bear had started rimming my tight hole and fingering it roughly before bending me over a bit and sliding his cock into my slippery hole. He slid in and out slowly at first while the cub sucked my cock and the otter fed me his cock to distract me from the pounding I was about to receive, I was getting fucked by a stranger raw and for some reason I didn’t care, the stimulation was too great and I was lost in the moment. The bear didn’t last long after he started savagely pounding my hole then exclaimed “Oh yeah take my dirty load, take my nut, oh yeah boy I’m going to own you now” I blasted my load into the cub’s mouth just about the time the otter filled mine. The bear pulled out and joined the other bears who were finishing up with the guy they were pounding over the tree, his eyes suddenly didn’t seem so cooperative once he heard my bear exclaim he had a dirty load and began trying to disengage himself from the orgy. He wiggled free and stood upright cursing that they had indicated they were all negative, as he collected his clothes and quickly dressed and began to walk off towards the caves. I moved away and followed him upon pulling my shorts up, my ass leaking the bears cum making a wet spot on my shorts in the back. I found him in the nearest cave entrance sobbing “Hey dude its ok” “No it’s not, they all said they were clean and disease free” Now I wasn’t born yesterday and I knew what he meant and it was beginning to sink in what had just transpired 50 yards away “Dude he was fucking me when he blew his load, I should be the one to be upset here” “No you don’t understand he had bred me twice before you showed up” “Oh shit, maybe he was just talking trash, maybe he didn’t lie about being negative” “Doesn’t matter, my boyfriend will find out, he works at the clinic on campus” “Not one to meddle but you were out here getting pounded by a group of bears” “My bf is a total bottom, so he sort of looks the other way when I get the urge to bottom myself, he just doesn’t know I like it raw outside our relationship, even then it is once in a blue moon he lets me fuck him raw” I began laugh but caught myself “Dude tell ya what follow me back to my apartment and I have some PeP you can use till you can get to the free clinic off campus to get tested or your own meds” I am normally a very safe guy but I had stockpiled some post exposure meds just in case of a accidental exposure and it looked like I was going to need to use it on myself. “By the way I’m Ted, your savior for the day” “Ha ha I’m David my hero, you are so sweet” We started walking towards the dirt path and realized the bear gathering was still where we left them, so I bid a quiet retreat and lead David back towards the caves “I’ve done some cave exploring and these caves should be interconnected so let’s make our way to a cave farther down away from those bears” We entered the nearest cave and I used my cell to light the way as well as the GPS mapping to keep us from getting lost. We wandered in and out of several pathways and found ourselves deeper into the cave than I really wanted to go. We turned a corner and I detected a source of light, although my senses told me it was in the wrong direction I steered David that way, soon we could see the opening and the bright light streaming in. we quickened our pace, but about 50 feet from the opening we both experience a sudden chill and the light quality changed unexpectantly then back again. But the chill remained As we exited the cave we were greeted by a thunderstorm, although it was warm and sunny, with no clouds in the sky when we entered the cave system. I checked my cell phone and not only did I not have any service but no GPS data. Strange it seemed that the satellites had suddenly disappeared. We wandered out to find that the path had also disappeared to be replaced with a thick undergrowth in its place. I had no idea where we were and was about to turn around and retreat back to the cave when we heard voices coming over from yonder. It was a couple young men riding through on gallant steeds in what could only be described as medieval garb. They also spoke a English dialect almost undiscernible to us. We crouched down as they passed not wanting to interrupt whatever game they were playing, although the costumes looked authentic. After they passed we made our way back to the cave and went back the best we could remember the way we had come. Once again about 50 feet from the entrance we experienced the strange light shift and the temperature shift as well. Suddenly my cell phone had service and GPS data again. We found our way out and made our way down the dirt path back to the paved parkway path.

Sydney 2008 I was working in Sydney in 2008 and before I flew out I had planned a hook up with two pierced, inked pigs off the internet, who looked fun. One was a Top and the other His slave. There has been many emails exchanged about needles (I like being pierced as part of play) and Ice, and though I know my way around, I have never experienced this and had to google it. They also told me that they were both Poz, but with low viral loads. Was I interested? You bet but also really scared - if I did drugs, would I get hooked, would I be taken to hospital if I OD'd and how would I cope, being on the other side of the world from home. I insisted that they played safe with no BB, and both agreed. After much reassurance I was met at my hotel by the pig slave, dressed in leather shorts, a mesh tank top, with a leather vest, big boots and obvious facial and ear piercing's and very visible ink. The pig had no teeth - it later told me that they had been removed so that its mouth was just another cunt. Now I have a fair amount of ink and metal, but it is hidden under my shirt and was turned on by the overt display of sex but also embarrassed to walk in the street with him. A short ride to their house, during which the pig talked about his Boss, about taking T for the first time, what to expect and how to cope, how they would look after me etc. and what they would do to me - all turning me on, so that I was fully reassured. When we got there I was told to hand over my wallet, ticket and passport, strip on the drive in front of the house and put on what was waiting for me... a collar with a lock, wrist and ankle restraints, weighted ball and cock straps and a black rubber pig tail. This pig was ready for action, but scared shiftless- I did not know the guys yet I was locking myself in bondage. A hood was then placed over my head and fastened and locked in place and I was led into a door and down a long corridor. I could sense nothing but heard techno music mixed with cries... disturbing. I was spread-eagled to hooks on the floor and chains from the ceiling and shaved from my neck downwards. I have no idea how long this took but could feel them scraping and pulling at every part of my body - I felt raw, especially when they rubbed some liquid over me - found out afterward that it was a spirit to clean the skin - but fuck did it sting! Then I was taken to a chair where, after removing the pig tail and hood, I was fastened with arms, legs and head restraints. Before my was the pig with a camera taking one picture after another, and the tallest, thinnest, tattooed, pierced Top that I had ever seen. He had ink over his arms, chest, legs, stomach and it disappeared down into his leather jock. This was principally organic patterns but when I looked closely could see that this was a continuous chain of bio hazard symbols, similar to the one that the pig had on his chest. Right, he said, you have come here of your own freewill - we have the emails and various pictures of you stripping - and tonight you are my property. My pig will also use you as I see fit. you have already give us your limits; my aim is to break these tonight in any way that I can. We are Poz and will not deliberately harm you - but you have to accept that with our type of sex there is an element of risk. Without more ado, the pig got out several loaded points and after putting a band around my arm, and wiping the skin, proceeded to inject me. As he released the strap I felt how, couldn't stop coughing and suddenly became aware of how much I wanted to be here. I wanted to be used as a pig and have my arse and dick plugged (we had already talked about how I liked catheters and arse tubes) and have needles stuck in me. The two P/pigs then proceeded to stick themselves. My dick was suddenly invaded by a thick sound, thicker than I have used on myself, which really hurt - but I could hear myself telling them to open up my piss tube. Sound after sound went in to really stretch the hole and I could see in the mirror that was facing me that my piss slit was now a gaping hole, big enough to get a decent sexed finger in. Wow. After releasing me and putting me in a sling, securing my hands and feet, I was given some really strong poppers and felt my arse hole being played with. A fat plug was inserted and tied in place whilst the pig stretched to insert needles into my tits, along my shaft, in my cock head and ball sack. again I could hear someone shouting, stick me in the balls, and realized that this was me as a tick needle entered my bollock. I was then pissed over and made to suck the Top as he pissed into my mouth. He told me that this was Tina piss and that the next load would be in my arse. I should have told him to stop - but how could I - I was flying. Photos were being taken all the time and I was now dripping blood from my dick, tits and balls, onto the rubber sheet under the sling. The pig was down there licking it up and rubbing it over himself - and where he had stuck needles into himself and his Boss, was mixing our 3 bloods. This was smeared over me and then the plus was pulled from my arse and well greased fingers started to slowly open my hole. After a considerable time fingers were replaced with a speculum, but the largest that I have ever seen - which was pushed into me - fuck it hurt and I was starting to struggle. The pig proceeded to get another point and again injected me, before injecting himself from the same needle. My arse was stretching and opening up and the speculum was replaced by the Top's fist - which slowly tried to open me up. He told me that I was too fucking tight and that he would have to work on my hole for a while. He then removed his jock and I saw the thickest and most heavily pierced and tattooed dick that I had ever seen. With no more words he started to rub the pierced head against my hole- and I was shouting no BB please, but was ignored. The next thing I knew was feeling his pierced shaft slide into me and me shouting for him to fuck me deeper and harder. The pig then got underneath me and by balancing on a stool was able to get his dick at my hole. in unison they entered my gaping arse and I was loving it; being fucked, flying and knowing that I should not be there. They seemed to cum in unison and when they pulled out I could see blood mixed with their semen, and they inserted a large rubber plug in me that they then taped around my arse and groin. I was told to keep that in for a while and they left the room and turned the lights off. After a considerable time, during which I was coming down, they returned and said that they thought that I was ready for the next round - given more poppers and a pill slipped under my tongue. By this time I had give up and they could do anything to me - and they did, short of using me as their toilet. Everything was photographed and filmed and when I looked back at them the next day I could see that I was enjoying every moment, if completely off my head. After 48 hours I was returned to my hotel since I had work the next day, but had to call in saying that I had food poisoning. I spent two days in bed worrying about the weekend, the drugs and did I really take their poz cum, as well as what they could do with the explicit pictures. My local mobile phone received a message, and to it was attached a picture of me being fucked. I was told to be at the corner of the street in 10 minutes since The Boss wanted to speak to me. if I did not come down my pictures would be put all over the web and linked to my facebook site - since they now knew my full details. I hurried, pulling on shorts, tee shirt and trainers, and rushed to the corner. the pig and Boss were in the car and I was told to get in the back seat and pull the hood that was there over my head. I did as instructed and we drove a considerable distance until we pulled up - and I was told to get out of the car. As I did I was manhandled and taken into a doorway - into a building. The hood came off - fuck we were in a tattoo shop, with the most sexy, heavily tattooed man I had seen. The Boss told him that I was ready and signed a concern form for me and I was strapped to the bench. Work began on my right hip and it was only after a while that I was shown a black and grey pig inked on my hip. The next ink, I was told, would be the start of a bio hazard chain after I had converted. I was flying back to the UK the next day and was taken back to the hotel where both again fucked me pieced my tits and then pissed up my arse. They plugged it and told me not to remove the plug until the morning, when I was ready to fly. I did as they told me - but why? I suppose because I had enjoyed it and felt like the true pig that I had always wanted to be, and I was also worried about the pictures. Since I was returning to Sydney the following year I was told to make no plans other than work, to stay at their place and be ready for them to continue my journey. As it was, after 2 tests in the UK, I was still negative - gave a sigh of relief, but then wondered why? By converting I would be able to do as they did and really pig out, but I did not wish to do this in the UK, but wanted them to choose when and how and I certainly want more T , as much as I can take. I am going back next month.

Before we knew his name, we called him Neighbor Boy. Brian saw him first. On a gorgeous Saturday in May, I walked into the kitchen to see my husband jacking his fat dick while sneaking glances out the window. When he heard me approach, he flashed a piggish grin and motioned me over. That’s when I caught my first glimpse of Neighbor Boy. He was shirtless, maybe 18 or 19, and hauling boxes into his family’s new home. His face, square-jawed and intense, was still boyish in a lot of ways, but you could easily see the drop-dead-handsome man he was becoming. And to make things even hotter, he was obviously packing a man-size piece of meat, judging from the package bouncing between his legs. As sweat ran down the ridges of his abs, his shorts began to slip past the beltline, exposing just a bit of what appeared to be a bubble-perfect jockbutt. My eyes followed the dark line of sweat forming between his asscheeks; I wanted to bury my face in the fresh boy-musk around his crotch, his pits, his fuckhole. Brian turned to me with an evil grin. “That boy is ours,” he said, still furiously jacking his cock. Then, with a grunt, he sprayed three powerful volleys of thick, unmedicated poz cum across the kitchen sink. * * * Brian and I have been together for 10 years. I’m 35; he’s 40. People tease us about looking like twins, and I can see why: we both have dark brown hair, beards, and hairy chests. We also have cocks that are roughly the same size, about 8.5” by 6.5”. And when our big dicks spring out of our jockstraps at the same time, we can usually turn a run-of-the-mill bottomboy into a trashy, knocked-up dickpig in no time at all. It wasn’t always that way. Back when we met, Brian was a top. I was vers, but I wouldn’t let him fuck me raw. My reasoning was simple: I was neg, he was poz. And then one night, he invited me to his house for a homemade dinner. It was my birthday, and he’d hinted at some kind of surprise. I had no idea what was in store: halfway through my first cocktail, I started to slur my speech. I remember asking him what was going on, but Brian just stood there, grinning like a demon and rubbing his cock through his jeans as I slipped into unconsciousness. When I woke up, I found myself suspended in midair, my body swinging back and forth in a steady rhythm. In my drugged-up stupor, it took me a few minutes to realize that I was directly underneath a large mirror on the ceiling. Very slowly, I managed to process the image I saw in the mirror: for some reason I was naked, with my legs splayed wide and arms tied back. I’d heard of slings, but I’d never been in one. And just then, it dawned on me that my body was swinging back and forth in a steady rhythm because a total stranger was pounding my hole. That’s when I heard Brian’s voice cut through the noise in that dark, crowded, sweat-stenched room: “The second booty bump definitely woke him up,” he said. Right about then, the guy fucking me started to convulse, and everyone in the room shouted encouragement as he thrust in and out of my hole frenetically. Next I heard a loud round of clapping and grunting from the crowd, followed by an odd sensation of warmth and wetness when that cock pulled out of me. My hole released the stranger's mushroom head with a subtle *pop*, and then I suddenly felt an emptiness in my ass, as if my knocked-up cunt somehow wasn’t complete anymore without a raw dick lodged deep inside. But the emptiness didn’t last. Within a matter of seconds, I felt the familiar contours of Brian’s cock inside me. “Hey, baby,” he said, his big dick making an unfamiliar sloshing sound as he fucked away. “That was load number four, and you've just begun. It’s your birthday, remember? My gift is to get you fuckin’ pregnant. You want another poz load?” I stared at him, uncomprehending. Then my eyes grew wide as I realized what all this meant. “No,” I said. “Fuck no. I don’t want to be sick. You know that. What the fuck are you doing?” “Oh, please—you have no idea what you want,” he replied. “From the moment we met, I saw right through you. You’re just another clean-cut, handsome boy waiting for somebody to give you permission to be a cumpig. I mean, just look at your dick right now—it’s harder than I’ve ever seen it.” I glanced down at my cock, and I could see it dripping beads of precum onto my abs. Meanwhile, Brian kept pounding me. “Your dick seems to be a few steps ahead of your brain at the moment, because your dick knows what you need,” he said. “And what you need, little piggy, is an ass full of fresh poz loads. Don’t worry—your brain will catch up to your cock before the night’s through. Until then, we’ll just gangrape you full of poz seed, OK?" "FUCK YOU." "Sorry, bud, but I'm pretty sure it's the other way around. You're the one getting fucked tonight, remember? You're getting fucked and bred and, if you're really lucky, maybe even pozzed. So...are you ready to beg for another dirty load, boy?” “Fuck no, Brian. I don’t want this. Fucking stop, OK? STOP.” He didn’t stop. Instead, he nodded to someone behind me, and I was quickly muzzled and blindfolded. Brian stopped thrusting for a moment, lodging his cock deep in my hole, and ordered me to stay perfectly still unless I wanted to get hurt. In the stillness that followed, someone wrapped a tourniquet around my bicep. I felt a pinch in my arm, and the tourniquet came loose. Almost immediately, I gasped as a wave of dark energy rushed to my chest, my lungs, my cock, my ass. I coughed violently, and I struggled to catch my breath while the dark wave kept crashing through my nervous system. And just as Brian predicted, that's when my brain finally caught up with my cock. I was in heat. I loved the feeling of Brian's raw dick pounding me full of toxic seed. And by the end of the night, I would whimper and moan anytime my hole wasn’t stretched around a charged-up cock. I'd been transformed from a neg condom queen to a bareback slampig in a matter of hours. In the years since, Brian and I have developed a knack for initiating young men into the world of chemsex, feeding drugs to unsuspecting boys before knocking them up. The hottest of all, I think, was the seduction of Brian’s college-age nephew. And it didn’t happen on just any night, either, but on the night of our wedding. This kid was a hot little faggot with a naturally hungry butt. He was deeply closeted, but Brian and I saw right through him in a second. So after flirting with him on the dancefloor, then feeding him our dicks in a restroom stall, we took him back to the honeymoon suite, smoked him out with the glass pipe, and slathered Tina-laced lube all over his fratboy fuckhole. Within 15 minutes, he was taking a seat on my raw cock and bouncing on it like a natural-born bitch. Eight hours (and two giant slams) later, Brian’s fratboy nephew was a confirmed chemwhore, proudly spreading his wrecked fuckhole while it oozed loads from 11 strangers. Even then, he was still shoving fingers hungrily into his cunt, pleading for another slam of Tina in his arm. Instead, we dropped him off at our dealer’s house with instructions to push every boundary possible until this boy was corrupted through and through. Our dealer didn’t disappoint, and within a month or two our fratboy nephew was a slampig escort with a real talent for getting double-fisted. We couldn’t be prouder. * * * The day after we saw Neighbor Boy for the first time, we introduced ourselves to his parents. Over the course of a 30-minute conversation that included far too many details about the sister we didn’t care to meet, we found out exactly what we needed to know: Neighbor Boy’s name was Dalton, and he was finishing up his senior year at McKinley High. He’d just turned 18. He had a steady girlfriend named Melissa, and he’d landed a scholarship to be a kicker for one of the state university football teams. “Oh, and one more thing,” Dalton’s father said to us. “We’ll be chaperoning our daughter’s class trip to Washington, D.C. at the beginning of June. Dalton is perfectly capable of running the house by himself for a week, but could you just make sure he doesn’t throw any giant keggers? We’d really appreciate it.” We nodded eagerly, because we’d found our window of opportunity. As the conversation wrapped up, we slipped our hands in our pockets, attempting to hide the bulges from our rapidly hardening cocks. * * * When Brian and I returned home, we closed the door and fell into a deep, sloppy kiss. We would do whatever necessary to fill all of Dalton’s holes with chems. And if we had our way, he’d be going to college in the fall with poz blood flowing through his veins. “I wonder if Jesse knows Dalton,” Scott said. “That could be hot.” I nodded and grabbed my phone. “Let’s give him a ring.” We love Jesse because he’s an evil pig. But we love him even more because he’s an evil pig who happens to look like a blond, buff Mormon. And it doesn’t hurt that he’s hung like a lumberjack. Like Dalton, he’s a senior at McKinley, and we’d initiated him about six months earlier after chatting him up on a bareback fetish site. We pozzed him on the day after his 18th birthday. He was already entertaining some very dark fantasies by the time we found him—apparently he’d been watching bareback porn and trolling fetish chatrooms for years. But unlike most of the naïve little faggots we corrupt with chems and impregnate with toxic seed, Jesse was eager to get slammed into the stratosphere, and he required no encouragement to spread his muscled boybutt for our poz dicks. And now, in the months since his seroconversion, he’s been helping us lure boys to the world of chem-fueled bareback fucking. Jesse answered my call right away. Yes, he said, he was pretty good friends with Dalton, who was basically the hottest guy in the entire fucking school. We asked if Jesse was planning to hang out with Dalton anytime soon. Yes, he replied: he’d be at Dalton’s pool party the following weekend. “You guys should come, because a lot of the parents will be there,” he said. “I’ll tell Dalton to invite you. And I'll tell you something else: everybody at school would swear he’s straight, but I just don’t know. I get a weird vibe from him. Maybe not a gay vibe, but like a curious vibe.” “So you’re saying there might be a faggot buried deep inside that boy?” I asked. “Just a hunch,” Jesse replied. “Well, in that case,” said Scott, “it’s time for us to get deep inside Dalton and find out.” MORE SOON...

The door opened and his buddy was standing there with a big grin on his face. “So, this is the little pig you were talking about?” "Yeah. Want to make the little fucker squeal some?” “Come on in.” We got two feet into the stairway when my new pigmaster spun me around and clicked a short leash onto the collar I was wearing. He dragged me up the stairs, all the while telling his buddy what a good bootlicker I was. When we got to the top of the stairs he pushed me against a wall and held me there. His buddy took a good, long look, right into my eyes and the let out a long, slow chuckle. That’s when I realized I’d seen him before. He fisted a guy at a sex club one night when I was new in town and was first discovering the scene. I remembered because he was mercilessly punch-fucking a guy in a sling and I was fascinated by how the bottom’s prolapsed hole responded to his touch. So… is that what I’m in for? Oh, well, put on a brave face… I smiled back at him. Then for some reason I stopped smiling and pulled against my leash, against my pigmaster’s hold, and challenged him without saying a word, just with my eyes. His eyes hardened into slits, and his mouth turned down. Challenge accepted. They led me into a bathroom, stripped me and cleaned me out but good. In fact, I started to complain, so my pigmaster put a ball gag in my mouth. For the rest of my time being cleaned out all I could do was grunt and groan but their touch was anything but comforting and told me just how serious the two of them could get. When they were satisfied, they took me down the stairs again and through a door and into a playroom. A big one. It must have been a garage, but our host had transformed it into his own small-scale sex club. There was a toilet, urinal and gloryhole setup on one side, a fuck bench, a St. Andrew’s cross, lots of mirrors as well as a sling hung from the rafters by chains. They pushed me to the right and here were two chairs sitting directly in front of a wooden cage. Into the cage I went and they swiftly locked me in. Our host pulled up a small black table between them. There on the table were sex rigs, loaded and ready to go. The two of them lit cigars and put their booted feet tantalizing close to the bars of the cage. I reached out to touch my pigmaster’s boots but he just pulled them closer to the chair. They went on, silently smoking their cigars, groping their bulges, drinking a beer. I lapped the water from the bowl in the cage. “What first?” said my pigmaster. “Your call” said our host. “Let’s get fucked up and you can show me how hungry this pig can get.” Out of the cage, then made to stand at attention directly in front of them. My pigmaster tied me off, cleaned my arm and hit me with a great big slam. I was spun. Totally fuckin’ spun. The two of them hit themselves then dragged me over to the cross. Our host handcuffed me to the beams and then grabbed a flogger. Slowly, slowly he started bringing down the flogger on my back until I was raw and begging for more. It wasn’t pain; it was something else entirely, as if the drugs in my system and the insistent whap of the flogger just made me ON FIRE. He stopped flogging and with a leather-gloved hand started smacking my ass, making it just as red and fired up as my back. My pigmaster took me down from the cross and pushed me to my knees and shoved his fat, leaking dick down my willing throat while I looked up at him, begging him to fuck my face, slurping and talking to him while he fucked my face even harder. Our host got down and, with a large handful of j-lube, worked his hand into my willing hole. Then he moved behind me and sat down on the floor. He backed my ass down on his nice, fat PA’d meat and made me go into a frenzy of bouncing up and down on his dick while my pigmaster skull-fucked me. Our host laughed and said to my master, “Well, he’s one fucked-up little pig. What the hell, maybe there’s a couple more buddies that might be interested in working over this fuckhole.” I could only think about the two meaty cocks working my holes, focused completely on the feel of our host’s cock in my ass, while I gasped for air while my master held my head and shoved his cock all the way down and held it there. My eyes watered as I looked up at him. He then pulled out of my mouth and his first load of the night went all over my face. He rubbed it with his stiff cock, smearing it all over my face, forcing me to look up at him while his buddy’s cock surged a load into my hole. We took a ten minute breather after they shoved a nice fat butt plug into my juicy hole. Then our host got on the phone and started making plans. Plans I was sure would be just fine with me... considering the circumstances.

First time writing. Let me know what you think. Any thoughts or critiques. Also if you wanna see something in the story let me know and I will see if I can work it in. ________________________________________________________________________________________ “Oh, yeah gonna shoot this poz load in that fucking sloppy hole.” So announced the latest top as his cock throbbed in my once tight hole and with his announcement I felt another load added to the flood of cum in my ass. He shuddered and dripped sweat onto my smooth chest. My eyes rolled back in my back and all I could do was moan in my popper haze. At this point I had been in the sling for about four hours, and had taken eight loads. During this entire period my Owner stood behind me, encouraging the men who penetrated my ass, feeding me poppers and steadying the sling. I felt so slutty and wondered about how I had come to this point in my life. The next top stepped up, furry as all hell and tatted up and made eye contact as he slid his raw cock into my abused hole. As he did so, I hoarsely moaned "Fuck, yes, more please.” ****2 weeks prior*** I had just graduated college and was home working at one of those job that we've all taken, simply to earn some money. I had just broken it off with my girlfriend since we lived too far away to bother with trying to keep a relationship going after college. I wasn’t really worried though I was always good at finding girls to fuck. I’m Italian-Sicilian, 6 ft , 185 pounds, and have the pale skin and black hair all over to prove it. In fact, I have a great manly dense coating of fur all over my well toned pecs, abs, and leg as well as super dense pit fur. I love to smell my pits after a workout and jack off while still wearing my boxers. Oh yeah. My cock is eight inches, uncut and thick, and it drools like a faucet when I get hard. I jerk off at least three times daily, just to remain sane. I was super horny coming home from a workout one night and was passing the adult bookstore in my town and thought I would stop in and pick up some porn as a jerk-off aid. I parked my car around the back so that people wouldn’t see it, and made my way in. Once in the store, I began looking at the various dvds for sale and drifted over to the toy section, where I saw a huge cabinet filled with different types of lube and bottle labeled as 'Aromas'. “Need help?” a deep voice asked. I turned around and less than a foot away stood the sales associate. He was about 6'2", 225 pounds, was apparently as hairy as was I, and had a scruffy, good looking face. His tight black shirt and jean showed that he was also thick with muscle. I felt some how small standing there in just my tank top and basket ball shorts. “Ummmmm, I was wondering what these little bottle are for?" ’ “Those are poppers, son. They make ya super horny and relaxed. Do you want some?” “Well I am always super horny but sure, I guess so.” He reached around and unlocked the case and handed me a bottle and quietly commented "Here try these. They're my favorite.” I went to reach in my shorts and he just shook his head and said he would cover me and suggested I try 'em in the back video area before I left. I was so horny I decided to take him up on his suggestion. My cock tented against the material of my jock as I made my into the video area at the rear of the store. It was dark back there as lit only by a couple red lights. There were two banks of booths, five on each side and a cluster of larger booths in the middle. Not liking to be constrained I made my way to one of the booths. Once in I feed a five dollar bill into the machine, I fished-out my cock. Of course it was hard and leaking from the earlier exchange as some straight porn booted up on screen. My mind returned to the sales guy and wondered why he had made me nervous and hard all at the same time. I put those thought out of my head as I unscrewed the bottle and tried my first hit of poppers. The smell turned me off at first but then the rush hit me. My hand paused on my cock as my face turned flush and my breathing increased. I felt my self getting even harder and sweat broke out on my skin. My mind focused only on my cock and the feelings of how horny I was. A moan escaped my lips and I closed my eyes as a large drop of precum slicked the head of my cock as I jerked myself. I am not sure how long that lasted but when I opened my eyes the guy from the sales floor was standing in the door to the booth. Fuck I had forgotten to slide the latch. “Seems like you enjoyed those. Why not take another hit? I'll help you out.” He was staring directly into my eyes and for some reason I nodded slightly. He moved towards me and lifted my hand holding the bottle to my nose and told me to inhale deeply. I am not sure why I followed his orders so readily but I did. He moved the bottle over to my other nostril and, in his deep, almost hypnotic voice, said “Again. boy.” I did so twice more. My head was swimming as his hands roamed down my body, pulled my cock out, and took me all the way down his warm mouth, occasionally licking around the head of my cock, cleaning up all my precum in the process. Then he roughly pulled my shorts, leaving my bare, jock clad ass pressed up against the wall. I was sweaty like a horse and the smell drifted up from my pits and mixed with the smell of the poppers and my cock got even hard from this guy sucking me off. I was starting to come down from the effects when the guy pressed the bottle back to my nose and sent me off again. I would barely think all that was on my mind was how horny I was and how I wanted to feel more. After several minutes of pleasuring my cock, the guy reached-up, and slid two fingers in my mouth. I supposed he wanted to keep my groans to a minimum, but he in fact only seemed to make me horny. His fingers tasted salty and I loved it. “Fuck you are hot. I wanna make you mine and mark you up. Let's see how that hole of yours is.” He encouraged me to take several more hits, and then gestured for me to turn around. He spread my furry ass and dove right in, licking at my hole. I had never had anyone do that before and it felt amazing. My back arched and I pushed back into his wet tongue, loving the sensation of having my hole eaten out, loving the sensation of his facial hair rubbing roughly against my ass as his soft wet tongue darted into my hole. My hand went right to my cock and started jerking it fast. The guy wouldn't have any of that, however, and grabbed my hand, and restrained me, saying quietly, "Not yet, boy. I wanna make you beg to shoot.” I had never been called boy before but it triggered something in me and I moaned. Suddenly the guy stood up and turned me back around. “Stay here I will be right back” he said and left me standing in the booth high on poppers and panting. He came back in a minute with something in his hand. Sinking to the ground he took my cock back in his mouth and sucked me hard and fast. He held the bottle back to my nose and I took 4 more hit while he gave me the best blow job I had ever received. 10 shots came out of my cock as I came. Between the intense orgasm and the poppers my head was spinning as the guy swallowed and suck at my shrinking cock. I was sweaty and panting when I felt something being pressed around my cock and heard a click. “There we go all locked away, that should make sure you come back again next week” “What?!?!” looking down I saw my cock encased in a plastic tube that only left my balls exposed. I looked at the guy with confusion. “What you thought this was only going to be about you. If you want that taken off be here again next week same time and we will see what we can do. And expect to return the favor for what I just did and then same. If you don’t see me up from just say you need to see The Boss, when you get here. Have a fun week” I was dumbstruck. Before an hour ago I had never tried poppers or had a guy suck me off. Now I had shot my load and my cock was locked in this thing. Thinking about the blow job I felt myself start to get hard and felt pain as it pressed against the plastic. In a daze I tucked my now caged cock back in my jock pulled my shorts up and drove home.

I've been quite horny lately, so I recently posted an advertisement on Craigslist, as well as posting on all the other mobile sites too. Within minutes of my posting I received a reply from a daddy who to breed me. He described himself as 50 years or more old, and that he had an eight inch cock. He also mentioned he only had a few minutes. I sent him my address and when he walked in he found me on my hands and knees, waiting for him to breed me. His cock was, as described, big, hard, and thick. He shoved himself in, and fucked me for a few minutes before filling me with his load. Then he left, saying he'd be back for more.. As his cum dripped out of my pussy and on to the bed. I jerked off thinking about the encounter. Then I scheduled the next guy. WOOF

Seems there's a bit of debate over this...however, personally I'd never put my penis in a chastity device or want my partners to. There are plenty of other options for physical and psychological play.

I got mine last night! I met this guy from an gay online dating site. We met up at a bar, and really hit it off. And he wasn't that good looking. But then I really don't care about looks. It's a man's muscles and cock size that do it for me. And as I got to see a bit later back at his house, he did not disappoint! Nice and buff, and a decent size cock! Well, he couldn't get my clothes off fast enough. That guy was so fucking horny! Then so was I. lol. Anyway, he pushed my head down to his cock, and I got as much of it in my mouth as I could. And I was only able to go about half way down his cock before I started gagging. I told him to ease up a bit. And he did. And after a few minutes he blew a nice big load into my mouth! Then I licked his cock clean. After that we got into his bed and began kissing and caressing each other. Then he started fingering me and I was getting really turned on. I stroked his cock until he had a huge hard on. Then I climbed on top of him, and sat on his cock. I was sliding my ass back and forth along his cock. And then it got to the point where he stopped me from moving and aimed his cock towards my ass, and he said something like, 'sit that cute little ass on this baby.' And I did! It took a little bit of time for him to get his entire cock into my ass. And it felt so good! At first he was going nice and easy. Then when I began moaning and groaning, he started thrusting faster and faster! Then he started moaning and groaning. Then I saw and felt his entire body stiffen up and I knew he was about to blow his load. And as I usually say to men at that point, I told him to, 'cum in me baby! Pump me full of your cum!' Well, that did it. He blew his load deep inside me! And he was still hard after that! But he pulled out because he had to go to the bathroom. So, when he pulled out I saw cum dripping from his cock. I told him to hurry back because I wanted more! And when he got back he gave me more! lol. Later, before I had to leave, he wanted me to jerk him off as he stood over me. He wanted to cum on my chest. OK. No problem! And so that's what I did. And he blew a load, though not only on my chest, but also all over my face. After cleaning up, I got dressed and went home. It was a great night!

It's quite hit and miss whether I leak precum or not, but it does seem to happen most often when I ride a dildo. It seems that if I get it at just the right angle so that it rubs against my prostate then the precum really flows out. I love to taste it! I just wish I could precum more regularly or "on demand"!

I was in Portsmouth Friday. A young navy guy posted on cl he said he was a safe only top. I invited him over and he was hung like a bull. He stripped and I started to blow him. He asked me to lay on the bed on my stomack. He rubbed his massive dick around my hole. I then felt some lube dribble on my ass. All of a sudden he went right in. No condom after a while he said he was close and asked if he could cum inside. I said sure and with that he went balls deep and unloaded a huge load in me. He pulled out and gots dressed and left. Neve a word about why he deeded to bareback me.

oh yeah, that lol. it's always a thrill to feel and discern a guys balls while he is fucking me, particularly love the feel of them dragging between my inner thighs when he is sliding in. oh fuck yeah

as a top... when i fuck hard and deep that the bottom starts to squirm because it hurts them. love it when they struggle with 10 inches. love to lay on top and pound raw and deep. especially old guys (once i fucked this 79 year old russian bottom, who barely spoke english.... hard, deep and creamed him inside and then i ate it out his raw hole). he could barely take it. loved it! its hard to find raw white older men that like young, hung 10 inch bbc. i need to travel more to see where these guys are located so i can give it to them raw.

Im a top who LOVES ass. Can eat it for hours.

I spefically love it when guys with low hangers have a cockring on. Love the feeling and sound of their balls slapping against my ass or even my balls.Turns me on major. And their cocks are harder.

Yup, once you have had raw cock in your ass...there's no going back to latex. Been on PrEP for 16 month and luv the freedom it has given me to take it raw...bath houses, hoo ups, cum union...hell yes!! No anxiety. ;)

I just had that happen to me this week, i stop at the rest area in my town and there is this hot looking trucker standing by the front of his truck rubbing his pants,as i walk up to him he tells me to walk around his truck so no one sees me and said that know one needs to see me. In a bit im rubbing a nice bulge on his front and he said that this is his first time trying this. Jack pot i think need less to say two hours later and three load in me, two in my ass and one down my throat im floating on cloud nine he said that he's a local driver so may find him again

I have had times when I ride a dildo or get fisted just right and the precum flows. Just amazing to see how much I can leak.

Thinking back years ago, mid 1980s. Met a guy named Chuck, he was a barber and owned his shop. He was in his 50's married with kids. There were 4 chairs in his shop, his was in the back enclosed with temporary walls and blinds that when closed created total privacy. He had a video camera set up with TV monitor so he could document a child's first haircut. Quite the set up. I would schedule an appointment at the end of the day, as he cut my hair the other barbers would be leaving. After he cut my hair he would lock the door, pull the shades and we would get naked. He would suck me hard and the get in the barber chair and lower the back. I would fuck him while we watched it on the monitor. He would cum on his chest when I exploded deep in his ass. This went on for a few years, on a monthly basis. Great for a poor college student, a free haircut and a great ass to fuck.

I've been in prisons before. Not because of being convicted of anything. Did some concerts for the inmates. I couldn't wait to get out of there. Sex never crossed my mind. Reality most likely will never live up to fantasy on this one. At one of the prisons, an inmate on the front row was in prison because he poured gasoline on his wife and set her on fire while she slept. Not the kind of men I want to surrender my ass to. Factor in the gang mentality inside those prisons... Not to mention that some would fuck you up because they hate gay men.... I'm all for a rough fucking but...... Yeah.... No thanks. I prefer my sex partners to be on the outside of a prison wall.

Berlin was wonderful. I was fucked with and without condoms, depending on how things went with the top at the time. The main thing was the complete lack of anxiety related to sex. Even the sex with condoms seemed easier and more enjoyable due to the lack of that small nagging concern about 'is the condom still there' type thing. No doubt though, the bare sex feels completely different and I now can see that what guys have been telling for years is indeed true. For the first time ever I returned home with the knowledge that my special man's cum was in me and stayed in me as I travelled home without him. That felt really special.

more to cum in the next couple weeks, as i am developing the storyline

I had an affair with a married cop for 2 1/2 year a couple years ago. He was 250 lbs of solid muscle. 6'3" and a former Marine with a high and tight flat top haircut. 40 years old. A classic image. What a man he was. And best of all, he was dumb as a board. lol. Your typical big dumb oaf. Man how I loved it when he picked me up and fucked me while I hung around his neck. He made me feel like I want a man to make me feel. Kissing him was amazing.I had to cut him off because it was getting way too deep and he was married. But yeah, the cop fantasy does it for me too.

Went out last night for drinks with a buddy and one of his exes. He has a long list. My buddy gets drunk, starts hassling me because he knows I fuck around raw. I tune him out and pretty soon the ex is arguing with him about something else and they have a blow up. My buddy takes off and I left with the ex. Well, he made it pretty clear that he was turned on--maybe partly because my buddy talked about how I am hung. So this guy is cute and muscular but he's my age and that's usually not my type. But the idea of paying back my friend by loading his exes's ass was too good to pass up. So we go back to the exes's place and damn he had a really manly ass. Not just muscular but hairy. Great fuck and he was really asking me to cum in him over and over. I shot a big load in him and we were both really happy about it.

Tonight I was in the restroom at a fast food restaurant taking a piss. There was only one toilet there. Somebody opened the door while I was inside and saw me from behind. I heard this gruff redneck sounding voice say "Hurry up, boy. I gotta piss real bad." I pulled my jeans down so he could see I was wearing pink g-string panties. I said "You can just use my hole." Then I was kinda nervous because some guys have kicked my ass when I did that. Especially when he said "What a fuckin' faggot." But he walked up and grabbed my ass pulling my panties to the side and I could feel he was hard rubbing against me. He unzipped and I could feel a big dick pressing into me and he just slid right into my loose cunt. I felt his balls smack my ass as he shoved all the way inside and felt his load of piss filling me up like a race horse. He didn't say a word as his hot piss flooded my cunt and I felt like a balloon that was going to pop. Then I felt the piss stop coming and he grabbed me by the hips and started thrusting into my piss filled cunt. I started to moan but he grabbed my chin with one big hair hand and stuck 2 fingers in my mouth. All I could hear was the smack-smack-smack of him thrusting into me and then he shot spurt after spurt of cum into my cunt that was already full of his piss. He pulled out and I fell down feeling the cum and piss start leaking out onto the floor, and I had to grab a butt plug I always carry to keep the cum and piss inside me. When I stood up I noticed he had just walked out and I never even saw his face. I went home and pulled the plug out and pushed out all his cum and piss into a glass and drank it.

Couple weeks ago went to the Hole at Jackhammer. Never been there before. Had a great time there, was more in mood to get cock sucked and maybe suck some cock. One guy got me hard and then a group came around me to watch. Had to make the first move and slide into one of the sluts there. Could tell he'd had at least one load up there. Wore him out and he didn't make me cum. Another guy took his place and after topping him a while he couldn't take it. Another guy asked me how I could keep going as long as I did. Totally hot showing off for the guys there.

Part II. “Wait here,” I said, smirking to my new filthy friend. He didn’t believe that I was coming back, let alone that I was bringing reinforcements. He pulled up his pants and shuffled behind me to the doorway of the restroom. I walked out to the car, looking over my shoulder and winking. My boy was sitting there, on his phone, looking at hook-up apps. “You ready for some action right now?” He smiled, thinking I meant we could fool around now. “Is the coast clear in there for some rest stop action?” he asked. "Not exactly. Just follow me.” My boy got out of the car, and I realized that he was already hard, with a dark spot of precum leaking through his shorts. He saw the unattractive surly stranger in the doorway immediately, as his phone vibrated with an incoming message. He chuckled, and sent a message, before slipping the phone into his pocket, and practically running up to the hairy man, shirt still unbuttoned. My boy leaned in to kiss him and twisted his puffy nipples in his fingers. The stranger smiled at me and dragged my boy into the bathroom, back to the stall where I had bred him just a few minutes earlier. As I entered the bathroom, I saw the man on his knees, slobbering all over my boy’s dick, already hard, his pants already pulled down. He had his hands at his own ass, fingering out my cum, and the cum that was already there when I got to him. With his fingers streaked with seed, he started working them into my boy’s ass. I knew my boy wasn’t shy, and didn’t mind taking cum from strangers. In fact, it turned us both on, especially not knowing the man’s status or health, and as in confirmation of as much, my boy was moaned in pleasure as the guy gurgled on his cock and teased his asshole. I fished out my sticky cock and fisted my hard-on as the guy bent over for my boy, just as he had for me. My boy eased in as the guy pushed back to meet his thrusts. “How many loads you got in you, man?” “Not sure,” he grunted back, “but you’re at least the fifth or sixth guy in me today." "Cum slut,” my boy grunted in reply, fucking him even harder than before, his balls slapping against the stranger’s ass, as cum started forcing its way out of his hole, practically splashing between them. “You want my load, man?” The man moaned in approval as my boy filled him up, holding onto his hips, shooting deep inside. The man pulled forward hopping off my boy’s cock, spun around, and swallowed it to the root, getting his stubbly face smeared with cum. My boy smeared his face against the man’s cummy face, and reached behind himself to work two sticky fingers inside his ass. The man stood him up, facing me, circled around, and eased his raw dick into my boy. The man’s thick cock must have been over eight inches long, and my boy clearly loved taking inch after inch. ‘Fuuuuck me,” he grunted as the man exhaled as he went balls-deep. My boy looked up at me, his eyes extending a 'thank you', and the man also looked on, smirking and grunting as he plowed my boy so hard he nearly fell over. I watched as my boy’s face went from blissful pleasure to pain. I knew this guy’s rough fucking must be tearing up his asshole. “So hot, fucking your boy… You share his holes with your friends?” I nodded. “That’s so hot… and so stupid… so dangerous.…” My boy was in heat as he said these words, and I knew he was working his ass muscles, trying to get the man to cum so it would be over with. He had gone from enjoying an anonymous rest room fuck to really being in agony. “You like getting your boy bred with dirty seed?” I knew what he meant, and I knew there was nothing I could do to stop it. “Gonna do it! Gonna breed your boy!!!!” My boy clenched his eyes tightly as the man filled his guts with his dirty cum. The man smiled at me, starting to laugh, nearly cackling as he pulled his cock out my boy’s wrecked hole, wiping it on his hands and bringing his hands to his own mouth. My boy stopped him and licked the filth off his hands, kneeling down and swallow his cock, covered in my boy’s ass juice, and the man’s dirty load. I heard my boy’s phone vibrate on the cold filthy tile floor, having fallen out of his shorts during his intense fuck. I heard the door open behind me as two guys walked in, one older, one younger, both very handsome and muscular, both smiling at the scene before them. “Is this a private party, or can anyone join?”

Previously… After an indefinite period of pure rimming pleasure, I noticed that as I thrashed around in response to Richard, I loved every muscle movement I was making. I started to feel even more energetic, I closed my eyes and squinted, and each time I squinted it seemed like I was releasing little squirts of pleasure into my brain. The pleasure was building and building like going up a rollercoaster. The Blue Angels had me and I was coming up. Right so… I was coming up on E. I fucking love that realisation. That feeling when you know – “ok brain, for the next few hours I’m gonna just be in pure bliss”, and it just keeps building. How can I describe it to people who haven’t tried it? Let’s try it this way - if you think of the dopamine or whatever the pleasure neurochemical is, as sugar; it feels like you’re pouring sugar into a heap in your brain. You can feel the extra sugar just piling up in a bigger and bigger heap, higher and higher, and if you take a breath and concentrate, you can feel each grain of sugar as it hits the pile and bounces down the ever increasing mound – each grain that it knocks off of is a neural synapse of pleasure triggered. You can just roll your (very dilated) eyes back in your head and just soak up this bliss. Add that to all your nerve endings being amplified to max sensuality (stroking woolly things and your friends’ hair feels amazing) and your energy levels going through the roof, it’s the perfect drug for sex. It does cause some problems with some people’s hard-ons, but the Viagra usually takes care of that if you take it at the same time or a little bit before it. Man, even thinking about it now reminds me how much I fucking love shagging on E. It’s the fucking tops! Of course, like all drugs there are the negative effects that you just have to accept. It’s almost impossible to cum while on it, and when the pills start wearing off, you stop being able to feel any pleasure for a day or two or three. It’s like the Ecstasy pulls all your pleasure-sense from the next three days and piles them into one massive 5-10 hour rush (or longer depending on how many pills you take before crashing). You can keep raising the roof on this by taking more pills, but there comes a point where it doesn’t matter how many pills you take, your brain’s had it and refuses to cooperate anymore, and you just need to chill the fuck out and recover for a few days. This period I always hated. Being “scagged out” is what my group of mates used to call it. The other effects of ecstasy mean that you’re not able to usually sleep through this (though a lot of my mates would then take a sleeping tablet to do just that – which is fine if you’re not due in work in a few hours). I generally just smoked a fuck-tonne of weed to get me through this part. I still remember the first time I took E – it was with Bill while he was still in university. While he and his straight friends all just wanted to dance, I wanted to fuck anyone there – from the beginning drugs have always made me a complete and utter slut. I even remember coming on to two girls at the party, that’s how fucking desperate I was for a shag! Then during the scagged out part we all ended up walking around Dundee on New Year’s Day desperately looking for a dealer to get us Xanax or something cause the weed wasn’t helping much. I still remember walking through a cinema car park at midday like a zombie. It was where we were meant to meet a dealer who flaked out on us – the sunlight was too bright, there were all these fucking noisy people around, it was fucking hell. We eventually just gave up and spent the next day and half, huddled in Bill’s gaff trying to enjoy watching reruns of Southpark, smoking spliffs and drinking a shitload of tea, and just “getting through” it. Mind you, the first time you’re scagged out – that’s usually the roughest. Anyways, at the party I was coming up. I was naked on all fours in front of the couch being rimmed by Richard, the fucking king of rimming, while I was blowing Mac, who was still only semi hard cause he was so fucking big. I pulled my head off of Mac’s cock and said hoarsely “oh fuck, it’s hitting me, it’s hitting me hard, oh fuck”. I looked around to the others, and sure enough they were all feeling the effects too. Finn was sitting with his head back while face-fucking Harry, who was leaning across Finn’s lap, while getting fingered by Pedro. I smiled at Harry, who flashed me his wicked dimpled grin – well as much as he could with his lips around Finn’s cock. His eyes were massive now too. Richard started doing something with his chin’s beard hair on my hole. Everything started to feel interconnected. Richard’s energy was bleeding, no, “rasping” into me as I was mingling my energy with Mac by jacking him off. The tides of this energy were ever rising. I shoved my hole back at Richard’s expert rimming as I licked Mac’s monster cock like a lollipop. I arched my back and groaned “ah faaaaack yeah”. I submerged myself in Richard’s mouth – his mouth was stimulating every part of my body – my nerves were all radiating from my hole outwards. As he slobbered and nibbled and licked and deftly poked his tongue into my pink pucker, he was playing my senses like piano wires. I stopped licking Mac, I was too caught up in Richard’s attentions. Mac was ok though, he just went over to Finn and fed him his cock. Finn was now staring at me and was a little surprised to be butted by Mac’s dick. Without breaking eye contact with me, he opened his mouth and let Mac feed him his heavy semi-hard meat. Finn’s eyes were massive too. I knew right now that Finn was sending me thoughts that he was really blowing my cock, and through the sexual energy in the room, I could feel myself being blown by him, through Mac’s cock. Ecstasy can be a bit trippy that way, plus, these Blue Angels were cut a little with LSD I think. Mac meanwhile helped take the towel off of Finn so Harry could get better access to Finn’s cock, while Mac began to play with his hole. After a couple of minutes of this, Finn moved off of Mac’s cock to turn to his left and reposition himself over Harry. The two of them started to sixty-nine, while Mac and Pedro both were jacking themselves and playing with the respective lads’ holes. Even though we were all flying like kites now, it was a bit early for Finn and Harry to be fucked, as Mac found out when he got a bit too eager with Finn’s hole, trying to get three fingers in. Finn pushed him off and so Mac went round to Pedro, who started blowing him. All this happened while I was in this blessed out state, having Richard work his magic and destroy all future boyfriend’s attempts at rimming me, just by this (and about three other that year) masterful performances. I remember having these thoughts that Richard was some sort of computer programmer, and he was hacking into my interface, creating new codes and wiring all these sub-routines. Sounds like a pile of shite, I know, but that’s ecstasy for ya. After what seemed like an age, Richard pulled back from me. I turned around to him and literally with tears in my eyes and shaky voice, I managed to say “Richard, thank you so much for sharing that with me”. He just chuckled and wiped a tear that escaped. “Don’t mention it lad” he said, but I continued “no Richard, seriously dude, you have a gift!” He smiled bashfully and replied “well it’s always good to be appreciated”. I said “fuck appreciated, you have to pass this on!” “What do you mean?” he asked. I stroked the side of his face and leaned in to kiss him, tasting my ass on him. I’ve always like the taste of myself – I’ve a savoury smell, like steak in pepper sauce (a weird way to describe myself, I know, but honestly I just took a whiff of my pits there to try and figure it out and that’s the closest I can get). The kiss lengthened, and lengthened and as the E was pouring its sugary effects in the back of our brains, it felt like Richard and I were mingling our essences. I loved him so deeply. He loved me. We were pure. Dammit if ecstasy isn’t the greatest fucking drug out there! After a while we broke our kiss and I reeled. I took a little time to remember who I was, what I was doing and what I wanted to do next. I stood up. My 7.5 inch cock was standing out proud, the Viagra was working. Richard popped me into his mouth and I languorously stretched back. Now normally I’m not mad about blowjobs. I love giving them, but I’m usually a bit impatient about receiving them- they’re not mind-blowing to me (pardon the pun). However with all the right chems I was loving Richard’s wet slurping mouth making a perfect fuckhole for my cock. I started to slowly grind up into his mouth. He slowed me down to a gentle rhythm. Fuck he was good. Leaning back to look at the other guys, I saw Finn and Harry were sprawled across the main part of the couch now, sixty-nining. Pedro and Mac had moved over to the computer and I heard buttons tapping away. I locked gazes with Finn who pulled off Harry’s cock and offered it to me, grinning. I turned around, taking my cock out of Richard and presenting my hole once again to him. Then I bent down to take Harry in my mouth. As I did Finn started licking at where my lips ended and Harry’s cock began. Richard enthusiastically started back at doing what he did best. I pulled off of Harry to snog Finn. We were grinning as we kissed, as if we were sharing a dirty secret. I broke off and licked up the shaft of Harry’s thick 7” cock, while Finn engulfed the head. As I reached the top Finn and I would snog, then we’d break off and repeat our actions. Harry moaned in appreciation. I lowered the point where I started licking up, first down to his balls, then down to the join between the leg and the taint. If you haven’t ever tried it, this can be a really sensitive area on a guy, just trying sucking and lapping down there on your next trick, and see how he likes it. Though be warned - for a good few guys it can be too sensitive and they’ll seize up and push you off. As I did this I heard gasps from Harry. I knew he loved this area being licked, and usually after a little bit of this, he was putty in my hands (and it tended to turn him into a total bottom). Then as I came up to snog Finn again I took another onslaught of Richard’s tongue. It was sensory overload, a wave of pleasure that had washed over me. After a while he relaxed a little, and I took stock of where I was – snogging Finn (a little distractedly), with Harry’s cock in between us in our hands and Richard taking a breather behind me and ever in the background that glorious trickle-tickle of the coming-up of E. I pulled back to take a breath. “Richard”, I called back, “you’re gonna have to take a break on me dude, I’m in bits with your rimming”. I heard a laugh from Richard, while Finn grinned as he started sucking Harry again. I turned to Richard with a cocked eyebrow, and continued, “but I want to see what the hell you’re doing to me. So I propose that Harry be our rimming model!” I heard muffled noises from Harry at the other end of the couch (his mouth was busy with Finn’s cock) while Finn pulled off of Harry and laughed and said “What are ya trying to do now Stuart?” “Let me show you” I gleefully replied. I got up and quickly moved Finn off of Harry, while Richard came up to kneel beside us. Getting Finn to hold Harry’s ass up in the air, while Harry balanced on his shoulders and neck on the couch below. Harry had a hairy hole that he loved getting played with – fingering, toys, multiple cocks, Harry’s hole had seen a lot of action but you wouldn’t think it to look at it – he was a tight bastard who needed a lot of preparation to fuck. I turned to Richard and asked him, “dude show me what the hell you did to me!” Richard shrugged and said, “I can try to show you, but I just follow my gut mostly”. “Well whatever you’re gonna do, let’s get on with it, someone rim my ass already!” Harry shouted up to us. We all laughed and then Richard bent down and started to flick his tongue across Harry’s wet sphincter. Harry started moaning. As I watched I started to try and note how deep Richard went in his rhythm, how he varied between slow and fast, how he teased Harry to make him beg for Richard to eat him deeper and longer. I wish I had a video camera, cause I was in no fit state to remember anything. The abiding memory of the whole act, was Richard handing over Harry’s ass to me and then to Finn and getting us to repeat an action he’d just done. It was like we were passing a glass of wine and Richard was a wine expert telling us how to taste it. I still clearly remember Harry’s upside-down body rocking on his shoulders as Richard held his ass and passed him between us. With each repeatable motion we would dip down in between his cheeks and try our best to use our tongues like Richard. Harry tasted amazing, I could taste Finn and Richard’s spit mingled with Harry’s own scent. Harry was in another world of bliss and later told me it was one of his top five sexual experiences of all time. We must have spent at least an hour in Richard’s rimming session, cause next thing I remember, Pedro was coming over telling Richard that he’d been online again chatting to that dancer, who was making his way to us – it was 2 am and the nightclubs were closing. Richard smiled and said, “Andrew and his mate will be finishing their shift too then”. “What?” I asked, “you invited Andrew over? When did this happen?” Richard laughed and replied, “I got the idea when you were telling us how you met Pedro. Andrew’s an old fuck-buddy of mine and I sent him a quick text while you were talking about Pedro coke-fucking you.” Was there anyone who hadn’t fucked Andrew? To answer my own question; no. Not many. Andrew was a massive whore, who considered a day without dick as a waste. Pedro at this point mentioned something to Mac about Caverject, and next thing I know he whipped out a syringe and an alcohol swab from the sideboard and took Mac’s cock in his hands. I cringed but didn’t look away. I could feel Harry’s ass clench under my fingers. Later he told me that this was one of the reasons he left a couple of hours later. The needles were a step too far for him. Though to be fair Pedro did motion Mac over to the side of the room to administer the dose. I could still see it from my position. The syringe went surprisingly deep into the side on Mac’s cock. Afterwards Mac held a tissue on the injection site and sat at the computer saying “I’ll be out of action for a little bit guys”. At this point Harry pulled a few cushions under his shoulders and had lowered his ass to about 45 degrees off the couch. Finn started to tease Harry’s hole with his cock. Standing over Harry’s upturned ass, Finn spat down on Harry’s already spit-slick hole and started pushing his hard cock down to move the spit around. Harry turned to me and winked and I immediately knew what he was thinking. I turned to ask Pedro where his nearest lube was but he was a bit busy – having come round and bent Richard over beside me. Right now he was starting to finger the 40 year old’s furry hole. I remembered Harry’s own bag of tricks and found the Boot’s bag behind the couch with Harry’s clothes. I took one bottle in each hand and passed them silently to Finn and Pedro. They both smiled their thanks and opened them up. I stood watching as Finn rubbed his cock with lube and then squeezed out a blob on Harry’s hole. Pushing his cock down he started to edge the head in. Harry started groaning as Finn slowly edged a bit more and bit more of himself in. I felt my cock getting stroked and then something cold. I looked down to see Pedro prepping my cock and lining it up with Richard’s hole, and was that some white powder mixed in with the lube? Richard, eager for his coke fix, pushed back against my hard cock. I stood there and let him work his way back onto me. Only once he started an easy motion, did I start to gently respond. I’d be the opposite of Don in topping. I’m all about making the bottom comfortable and making sure there’s no trapped air if possible. I guess it comes from being vers. You know what you like in a normal fuck and most others want the same. I watched as the coke-laced lube plunged into Richards hole and disappeared after a few strokes. Pedro was watching too, and looked up to me. “Hold on tight Stuart” he said, “as soon as that kicks in Richard’s gonna be a wild ride”, and then patted my ass and walked over to Mac. I lost track of what they were doing as I just focussed on Richard’s tight hot hole enveloping my cock. The E was trickling down from my brain to my spine to my cock, and mingling with Richard’s now highly stimulated hole. Richard’s groans changed in pitch, to become deeper, more primal. He started shoving himself against me with more and more force. “Oh yeah, fuck me Stuart” he grunted out. I got into a quicker rhythm with him and raised one bent leg on the coffee table for better access. I swear I could feel how Richard was taking my cock and where his prostate was, not just from my perspective, but from his. I/we started building up the pace, smacking my hips into his increasingly sweaty meaty ass. I grabbed both hairy cheeks with my hands and felt them being grabbed as Richard. As I/we pulled almost fully back and shoved in, in increasing speed, I/we felt my cock push open our/my ring and push past to massage our/my prostate. This was fucking intense. I looked across to see Finn fucking Harry to the hilt and as Finn and I made eye-contact, he sped up to match my rhythm. This pounding went on for an age. Richard could take all I could give him. Sweat was dripping down our faces and backs, and adding lube to where we joined. Ecstasy makes you sweat gallons, so I was delighted to be passed an Irn-bru by Finn. Two of them in shot glasses. Oh right so – time for another shot of G. Richard and I stayed still, still locked together and knocked back our shots. I grimaced at the vile taste again and looked over to see Harry had already taken his. He was now pulling off his blue jockstrap and repositioning himself for Finn who was returning. I looked around for the other two, an our must have passed by now, when through the living room door come the guys, Mac sporting a massive throbbing 9 inch erection, with easily 7 inches of girth at the base. Pedro was wearing his dressing gown again and smiled at us as Mac came over and fed me his monster. “I’m just going to let the lads in”, he mentioned, and walked out.

I miss the "good old" cruising days. Going to the Woods or park and check out the guys, getting fucked between the trees or bushes. Really exciting. It's all (or mostly) internet based dating now. Nothing wrong with that but it is not as exciting. Cruising the woods or park really built up the atmosphere.

two months ago I went and got a PA. Since then, I have not fucked, just a few JO sessions and one nice Oral session. well, finally thought I was healed enough to fuck. a buddy came over last night and I pounded his ass into the mattress, then flipped him over onto his back and pounded him till I felt my load rising. Told him I was gonna cum, he told me to shoot it deep. I shoved all the way in and shot my seed into his willing ass. Pulled out, he jerked off and shot. we snuggled and fell asleep. At 5 am, I woke up to him playing with my cock. I told him to get on his belly, got some spit on my cock and pushed in to his hole, with just my sit and cum as lube. Pounded him again for a while stopped and held myself inside him for a minute or two, then pounded him again. took another break inside him before giving his ass a final pounding and seeding him a second time. This morning as we were getting ready to get some breakfast, he told me it felt incredible to have me fuck him with the PA. he loves me fucking and seeding him, but he said this was way more sensual, that the PA was hitting something inside him that made if really incredible.

you can also google biohazard tatt, there are lots of options out there, from traditional, tribal, celtic, you name it. each of my tatts have meaning to me, including the design I did up for my biohazard. any you do should have meaning to you. and find a reputable place, look at reviews before you make an appointment and get it done, it will be with you for life. Mine.

3. “Please sir I can’t lick the floor, I can’t ill take your punishment” “Glad you said that boy now follow me… and don’t even think about putting those clothes back on” I followed Boss back out into the main store and he flipped the sign to open and unlocked the door. “Get behind the counter boy and kneel on the floor ” I went behind the counter and kneel on the floor, my body shivering with what was coming and wondering what punishment he would think up for not cleaning up the mess in the back room. I didn’t have long to wonder because he came back shortly with a medium sized but plug form the rack and nipple clamps. He attached the clamps to my furry tits making me moan in pleasure. Then order me to bend over the counter. He spread some lube on my ass and started to push the plug in. “Please may I have some popper sir , it hurts” “No that would make this pleasure and you need to be punished and learn that when I tell you to do something you fucking do it and say thank you” “Yes sir” I said through gritted teeth as the plug popped in an I yelped in pain. He then order me back to my kneel position under the counter and pulled out his cock, ordering me to suck and lick it clean while he worked. About fifteen minutes later I heard the door chime and heard someone walking up to the counter. I try to move and sir just grabbed the back of my head an held me there. “Hey Mark glad to see you” sir said as the guy stepped to the counter. I was in clear view, my furry well muscled back and plugged ass on display for anyone standing at the counter. I felt myself blush and feel pathetic and weak as Mark got smaller bills for the video booth. “That boy for everyone or just for you?” he asked the voice sounded oddly familiar to me and I panicked that it might be someone I knew. “Needs to be trained up a bit, should be ready on Friday for the party though….actually would you mind helping me with him a bit. He needs to learn how to suck cock better.” “Sure always glad to help” With that Boss grabbed the chain connecting my nipples and pulled up making me get to my feet. There I stood naked, plugged, caged with my nipples chained together and my stomach dropped. There stood my old wrestling coach from high school. He was 6 ft, 225 with only the slightest bit of padding, goateed and salt and pepper hair. He looked me over and smiled with an evil glint in his eye. His hand reached out and grabbed the chain and pulled me around from behind the counter. Just as we reached the door to the vid booths Boss called out “No fucking him but anything else if free game, and if ya need him to do something just give him a couple popper hits and he turns into a fuckin slut” I lowered my head at the comment and was lead to the first booth in the middle. “Well Justin….didn’t think you would turn out to be a faggot bitch but I can’t say I am unhappy about it. What you thought since I didn’t use you name when I saw you I didn’t know who you were. Hell I shot so many loads watching you in the shower and now I get to shoot one down your throat. I am shocked that you hooked up with Boss but hey, it’s your funeral. “ Mark reached down and pulled his shirt over his head revealing a chest covered in grey fur and muscles. He grabbed the back of my head with one hand and shoved my face into his pits. Instinctively I started to lick the sweat mass of fur, lapping up his scent and swallowing it down. “Oh fuck yeah lick those pits jock boy make me feel good for teasing me all those years. Fuck you are a damn pig aren’t ya. Now lick the other side, make me nice and clean….unf yeah feels so damn good. While I was licking his pits he undid his jeans and let them fall to the floor revealing a 9 inch uncut cock about 3 fingers thick and dripping precum down his furred thigh. He pulled my face out of his pit and look me in the eyes. Grabbing a bottle of poppers he unscrewed the cap and held it to my left nostril, than my right, than my left, than back again. The warmth and dizziness spread over me and my knees went weak. I sank to the floor and shoved his perfect cock in my mouth. SLAP “Did I tell you to suck my cock yet bitch” Tears sprang up in my eyes as I looked up from my kneeling position, I was dizzy form the poppers and the slap and had no idea what he wanted. He turned around and spread his cheek. “Eat my hole slut , I wanna feel that tongue deep in there. And don’t worry I took a shower….this morning.” I hesitated for 5 second and he turned around and forced another 4 hits of poppers on me. This time when he turned I dove right into his ass. It smelled amazing, musky and maly. I could taste his sweat form the day and my tongue rand from his balls to his hole and back again. A sound came out of my chest like a growl and I used my hands ot spread his ass cheeks so I could get deeper in hi hole. My tongue lapping at it like a cat with cream. Then darting in and out like a small cock. His moands let me know I was doing an good job. “Fuck yeah that feels great, damn you are good at this for being a beginner. I should have had you in my office every day eating my ass.” The small room began to heat up and we both started to sweat. Mark’s as was slick with my spit when he turned around and presented his dripping cock to my mouth and said “Now you can suck it”. I dove down on the cock like my life depending on it , taking it to the root and burying my nose in the thick bush at the base. My tongue darting out and licking the underside of his cock. The bottle was at my nose again and I took two giant deep hits and snuck a finger around to play with Mark’s hole. It must have startled him because he dropped the bottle and it spilled on the floor. The small space filled with the scent of poppers and sweat. Mark pushed me agains the far wall with his back to the door and started to face fuck me for all he was worth. The continuous scent of poppers making me hungry for cock. Lost in the haze and pleasure of my blow job Mark didn’t hear the door t the booth open, but I saw Boss’s boots enter and wonder if he had come to check on how is friend as using me. Suddenly Mark stiffened and let out a moan of pain and pleasure as Boss’s big arms wrapped around his throat and a bottle was placed against his nose. Mark tried to escape forward and just drove his cock deep in my mouth as Boss plunge raw into his ass. “Please, don’t fuck me. I can’t , I don’t want to be like you “ “Fucked if I care , I have been wanting to dirty this cunt of yours for years and my little slut boy gave me a great opening I could not resist.” Mark was sandwiched and couldn’t escape and Boss’s thrust deep into his ass. Every time Boss thrust forward precum would gush into my mouth from Mark. As his passed picked up Mark just kept pleading oer and over to for Boss to pull out begging him not to cum in him. “Fucking to late so close gonna drop this big charged load in your hole and make you the cum slut you should have always been” With that Boss have a big growl and drove balls deep in Mark’s just as Mark hit the point of no return and flooded my mouth with his cum. “Make sure not to spill a drop boy, a man’s last neg load is special and should always bee eaten” Just then the reality of what they were saying hit me…I had his poz load plugged in my ass….his poison working into my system for the last hour, trapped there, soaking into me. Infecting me…..my cock strained against its confinement and I groaned around the slowly shrinking cock in my mouth. “Good job boy….but we are not done with you yet” Moderator's Note: Mark's story continues here https://breeding.zone/topic/33395-subverted-cum-whore-marks-tale/

2. That week passed so slowly. All I could think about was my cock. I was distracted at work, and I couldn’t go to the gym because I was so embarrassed and didn’t want anyone to see my cock cage. Finally it was Friday and I head back to the store. I was so horny I sped the entire way and practically ran through the door. Boss stood behind the counter and smiled at me when I walked in. “Hey boy, has it been week already?” I looked at him with hungry eyes and stated “Please take this off I need to cum so bad I’ll do whatever it takes just get this off me” “Are you sure about that boy? How about we take you to the back and see what we can do.” With that he came around the counter and flipped the closed sign and locked the door. I followed him urgently to the back area and into a booth in the back of the video room. “Take off your clothes boy let me see what that once proud cock looks like” I stripped off my workout shorts and tank top and stood there in only my shoes and the cock cage. My furry body breaking into a nervous sweat plastering the hair on my chest and abs. Boss came up and stood within an inch of me looking into my eyes. He reached in his pocket and I felt relief that he was going to take the lock off my cock and I could cum. When he opened his hand he held a bottle of poppers in it and gave it to me. “Here ya go boy, you know what I want to see you do.” I took the bottle from his hand and inhaled deep 4 times in each side. My head was spinning and I leaned against the walls of the booth. My cock vainly tried to get hard. “yeah good boy hitting deep like that for me. Now the way I see since I sucked your cock last time you should return the favor for me” I had never sucked a cock before and but I was so horny and high on poppers I drop to my knees and started to unbutton his jeans. I could feel the cum and dirty from previous occupants coat both knees and could smell Bosses sweaty crotch as he pulled his cock out. A huge drop of precum glistened on the tip. Could I do this? I was so horny and feel out of it. As if reading my mind Boss held the poppers back to my nose and I breathed deep. Next thing I knew his cock was going in and out of me mouth and I was moaning like a whore. This tasted amazing and I loved his uncut 9 inch cock slamming into the back of my throat. Boss grabbed the back of my head and firmly planted his cock all the way down blocking my air supply. Just as I was about to struggle the bottle was place to my nose and he pulled back. Poppers flood into me whether I wanted them or not. Sending my head spinning and make me want more cock. Bosses cock began to grow bigger and he started to grunt as shot after shot flooded my mouth. I swallowed without thinking and loved the taste of his cum as it pour down my throat. “Fuck that was good boy, you are one poppered up cock pig now. DO you want more of this dick boy? You want that cage off?” “Oh god yes please please please let me out I need to cum so badly.” “Stand up and turn around boy and show me your hole first. I want to eat that tight furry hole.” Obediently I got up and present my furry ass to Boss. He bent down and started eating me out again. “Hit those poppers boy” I inhaled 3 times deep and arched my back. Moaning. I felt his finger push into my tight never been fucked hole and grunted with pleasure . backing on to his rough callused finger I felt waves of pleasure. Boss kept licking and wetting my hole working a second than a third finger into my ass. All the time I kept hitting the poppers and gyrating my ass. Wanting more. His fourth finger opened me up and I took a huge deep hit of poppers and held my breath as he loosened me up even more. I felt so full and stretched and never knew how much pleasure I could get from my ass. Boss stood up and started rubbing his once again hard cock through the crack of my ass. Plastering the fur with his precum. My hole itched to be filled and I was panting and sweating. Boss held the bottle back under my nosed and I sniffed again and again. “You want that cage off ? You want to feel my cock in that hole? You want me to fuck you boy? Make you mine forever? You want to be owned boy?” “OH god I don’t care fuck me I need release I need to cum so bad. Do what you want just let me cum” “Ok boy but remember you wanted this” I felt the head of his cock press against my hole, increasing the pressure more and more until it felt like it would never go in. The bottle was back under my nose, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 and on the sixth hit he broke through and sank all the way in balls deep. My moan of pain and pleasure surprised my. I never wanted it to end. I could feel his raw cock all 9 inches buried deep in me and I start to fuck myself on it. I wanted more. Sweat dripped off my body and down my back. Boss ran his hands over it and brought it to my face and I Greedily sucked it off his fingers. It tasted so good. Precum was leaking out of my caged cock like a faucet, dripping on the cum covered floor of the booth. “Fuck I love this tight hole. It feels so good gripping my fucking daddy cock. Leaking my dirty precum in the clean hole. Gonna make this fucking mine boy. You want that. You want to be my poppers pig and take my raw cock. Get bred by me and my friends. Take any load I tell you to. Be owned and used.” Taking 3 more hits from the popper bottle all I could do was utter gibberish over and over again. “fuckme , fuckme fuckme, yes whatever you want fuck my ass breed me own me just give me more cock. make me however you want I need more cock please fuck me fuck me fuck me” “Good boy gonna drop this load in that ass now boy take this fucking cock you sweaty fucking popper pig whore” He grabbed my shoulder and pushed as far into me as he could and I felt something in my give way. His pulsing cock shooting 8 shoots in my hole hitting my prostate. At that time I started to have the most intense orgasm my ass contracting uncontrollably around his cock. milking every drop from it while my caged cock leaked out a bucket of cum to add to the sweat and dirt and cum already on the floor, I couldn’t stop shaking and I sank to the ground. His cock plopping out of my no longer tight ass I fell to the floor on my knees. “Fuck you are a good boy now clean up that mess on the floor” I looked up at him questioningly and he point down were my cum, sweat, and the cum of who knows else had congealed on the floor. “Lick it all up boy or you will be punished.” “I can’t who know what is down there that is disgusting I please don’t make me “ “Well you really don’t need to worry about catching anything anymore but Ok pig you get two choices….lick that all up…..or you get punished” I stared at the man that had just fucked me and wondered about what he had just said while I also tried to figure out which was worse. Licking up the sweat and cum and filth of previous tenants of this booth ….or the punishment he would think up.

I just returned from one of the local bookstores here in Dallas in which I found a few Mexicans standing around talking, and a skinny white guy who passed me and didn't even look my way, so i went in a room and left the door cracked-open, dropped some money in the machine, dropped my pants down, and watched the screen, my pre-lubed ass facing the door. Within a short length of time the door opened and then closed. Turning around, I found the skinny white guy I had seen in the hallway. He looked a little scruffy and smelled like alcohol, but he got on his knees and began sucking my cock. After a few minutes I went down on my knees and began sucking his cock. Although generally he didn't look very clean, his cock was clean and shaved, about seven inches, cut. After lubing-up his cock with spit, I stood-up, turned around and guided his cock into my lubed hole. He never said a word, but just gripped my hips and fucked me. After a few minutes he said "I'm gonna cum," so I reached back, grabbed his ass and pulled him closer. When he came he went quiet, so at least at first i couldn't tell if he actually came. After a minute or so, he pulled out, pulled-up his pants, and left the cubicle, without saying a word. I slid a finger in my hole and confirmed he had blown his load in my ass. After that I went back out into the hallway and saw a couple of Mexicans standing against the wall, one of whom kept looking at me so I went into a booth and left the door cracked. He took the hint and followed me, and upon entering the booth he began sucking on my nipples which I absolutely love, grinding his body against mine at the same time. Reaching down, I pulled-out his five inch cock, and as I sucked him, he took a hold of my head and face-fucked me, doing so for about five minutes, until he blew his load into my throat. I could distinctly feel about five sprays of cum sliding down my throat. He didn't release my head until he had finished nutting. Then he pulled-up his pants and left. After that it was kinda quiet so I went home with the load in my hole. Need less to say, I had a good time.

Berlin is the pig capital of the world and is always busy. For pride it will be extremely busy so be even earlier whereever you want to go. But trust me, you are going to have heaps of fun!!! Let me know if you need a tour guide

Part 2 Today I meet what will I hope becomes my family.When in the house I’m to be naked at all times in the house and except for my school work I’m to be available at all times for any member of this family. No one is to have sex with me except for opening my holes with toys and that is to be done by the Master only. I will be in chastity for one full year and the only time taken out is for cleaning. After meeting the family and they are all hot looking and have all gone through what I will be going through. One of my brothers takes me to the bath room and shows me how to clean out my hole and ask me what foods I eat , I tell him I’m a vegetarian he say that great. I’m taken down stairs to the playroom and they start to fit me for a chastity device witch I will ware for the next year. Tonight is time to give Tom a party, I’m told this is what will happen to me one day. I see all 5 of the slaves have Bio Hazard tattoo over there right nipple with a pierced nipple, the 2 Masters have the same thing over their left nipple.They wrap a rubber strap around Tom arm and stick a syringe in and draw some blood out then shoot in . He cough they give him something to drink , I’m told it’s GHB. Once he is ready they start to fuck Tom all I can see is how much Tom is enjoying this and after everyone had drop there loads in Tom, Jack starts to fist Tom, I’m shock how far Jacks arm went in. They spent the rest of the night fucking & fisting Tom. Over the next few months one of the Masters takes me down stairs put me in the sling or over the bench and work my hole with a dildo or learn how to suck a dick. After 3 months Joey takes me to a Tattoo & Piercing place for some piercings. They give a stud for my tongue , my right nipple pierced , septum piercing and a guiche. I walk out very sore, Joey says we all have gone through this and we all survived. A few days later I’m tole I will be going to my first party and my brothers are to watch me and make sure nothing happens to me. Before all my brothers are wrapping there arms up and injecting tina, they say it’s going to be a long night. We are waiting out side the Rose land Ballroom for The Black Party, witch I’ve never heard of but the line out side to get in is very long with lots of hot guys on line. I ask Tom what goes on in there, he smiles at me and says everything but not for you. They had me dress with a leather harness over my chest with leather chaps, leather collar around my neck and a small leather thong to cover my chastity device. Once I see all the light and the music and the beat with the dance floor pack. Tom takes me over to the floor and starts to kiss me and rub his hands over my body , as are my other brothers now pinching my nipples driving me crazy, then one of the Masters comes over to me and kiss me and passes a pill into my mouth and his finger in my ass, I feel this burning sensation in my hole. I’m taken around and see guys fucking all over the place and I want to get fuck so bad and my dick is straining against this cage my dick is in. People grab my ass an I do my best to tease them. Between the dance floor and seeing what is going on in the back room I’m in heaven. I see my family members take some guy and gang fuck him till he is screaming in ecstasy begging for more and more.

When I woke up, I was on the basement floor with dried cum on my ass, legs and mouth. As I started to stir, Sam came downstairs and noticed I was awake. He then took me into the bathroom to shower and get cleaned up. As I started to shower and wash my body, Sam joined me in the shower with his hard cock and pushed me under the shower head and then pushed his cock into me. As he slowly fucked me in the shower he was using his hands to soap up the rest of my body including my rock hard cock. He was slowly rubbing my cock as he was fucking my ass and as I began to shoot ropes of cum against the shower wall, he was shooting ropes of cum inside of me. After the shower we dried off and went into the kitchen where my dad was. Dad says that I should know what happened between him and my mother. He begins to explain what happened. Before he left us he explained, how he and my mother hadn’t had sex in months and one night after work he went into a new bar by the office. He didn’t realize at the time it was a leather bar as it was only about 5:45 at night and the place was mainly empty. He said that he was drinking jack daniels and Sam noticed him and started talking to him and buying him more drinks. Sam realized that my dad didn’t know what type of bar he was in or that my dad was gay at the time but Sam decided to change both of those things that night. So has he continued to buy my dad drinks to get him drunk he slowly got closer to my dad. After a few drinks my dad felt the need to take a piss and Sam told the bartender to save their spots as Sam showed my dad to the bathroom. When they got to the bathroom, my dad saw two guys making out in one of the open stalls wearing only leather jock straps. My dad stood there in shock at the scene before him and slowly Sam walked up behind him and asked if it excited him. My dad said he had never seen anything like it before. The two guys noticed my dad and Sam watching them and they motioned for them to come over. My dad was stunned but Sam knew these two guys and as he nodded he pushed my dad over to them. The two guys then proceeded to give my dad his first man on man kiss and as the two leather clad men alternated kissing my dad, Sam slowly undid my dad’s suit pants and they fell to the floor. Dad was was only wearing a jock and Sam took full advantage and slowly started to lube my dad’s ass as the guys slowly started working on his cock. Before my dad knew it Sam had put his bare cock into my dad and slowing took his anal cherry. After Sam deposited his load in my dad, the two leather clad guys did the same. After an hour my dad and Sam finally made it back to their chairs to close out the tab. Sam took my dad back to his apartment near the bar as my dad was in no condition to drive. Once back in the apartment Sam proceeded to fuck my dad all night. When my dad woke the next morning he was being spooned by Sam with Sam’s semi-hard cock still inside my dad’s ass. My dad asked what happened and Sam proceeded to tell him that my dad was his best fuck in years. My dad said he wasn’t gay but before he could finish the sentence Sam started kissing him and fondling my dad’s cock to hardness. Before he knew it, my dad gave in to the temptation and proceeded to fuck Sam for the first time. When my dad blew his load into Sam’s ass he knew that he was no longer straight and preferred fucking a tight ass over my mother. Sam and my dad continued to flip fuck the rest of the day until they realized how much they fit each other. My dad started spending his time outside of work with Sam fucking each other and playing with others. All of their sex was bare as my dad said it should be and one of their sessions at that leather bar left a lasting result on my dad. He and Sam were cruised by a couple of leather bears and the four of them ended up at Sam’s place flip fucking all night and into the next day. What the leather bears left Sam and my dad was the gift that keeps on giving and a few weeks later both of them got the fuck flu. Once the doctor confirmed my dad had HIV, my mom threw him out of the home and left my dad homeless. Sam said he and my dad should move in together as they had a shared connection now. to be continued (next time I learn how James got involved and what's next for me)

I really get off on being watched while I'm getting fucked and sucking cock. It started when I was young and just able to go into bars. I went into a leather bar on a very hot night, so I went in shirtless and sat at the bar. It wasn't long before a beer appeared before me. I looked across the bar and two rough looking guys in chaps and harnesses nodded at me and raised their beers. I smiled back at them and drank the beer they had sent over. I had gone in there with every intention of getting my ass fucked so I was happy when these guys came over and sat on each side of me. After I said hi and thanked them for the beer,we talked and before I knew it they had another two beers down me. I was feeling pretty good and both had their hands all over me. One slid his hand down my back, under my jeans and was feeling my ass crack eventually working his way to my hungry hole, I didn't resist and worked my ass back on the stool so he could finger my hole, which he quickly did. He looked at me and said "we were hoping you were a bottom" which I confirmed. I expected them to ask me to go home with them, but instead they asked me to come with them. I went with them downstairs where there was another dimly lit bar area. There were lots of guys down there, some were naked, I saw some guys were getting sucked, which got me excited. The two guys that took me down there smiled at me and one started kissing me while the other was taking off my shoes and my jeans so i was completely naked. I didn't resist and my cock got immediately erect. The guys both took out their cocks and I got on my knees and sucked on both of them. They got real hard, lifted me up, bent me over and took turns fucking my ass raw in front of everyone. Because I was new, it attracted a bunch of the guys down there to come over and watch. I thought it would be awkward, but instead it really turned me on and I loved having all those guys watch me taking both of their loads. I ended up sucking a lot more cocks down there that night and took a few more loads in my ass before the place close. Ever since that night I have been a real exhibitionist bare backer.

I love it when the tops goes in ballsdeep and his cock massages my prostate. I feel I am starting to leak precum even though I may not even be hard then. This mostly happens with long deep thrusts when he's slowfucking me doggy style at first (when I am starting to leak)and then after a while grabs my hips and just rams it home with his balls slapping my ass building up to a cum explosion in my hole. Always gets me off.

I'd been meaning to write about my experience for a while, I just kept forgetting. Now as some of the details begin to fade I figured it was time! So this was my first experience at Southern Decadence & my 2nd time in NOLA. I went with a 'client'/friend of mine. He's older & quite a bit more reserved as far as his actions but is cool watching me do whatever. We flew down on Friday. Our flight was light, so by the time we got to the hotel, it was around 12:30am Saturday morning. Cleaned up a bit, grabbed a cab & got over to Rawhide by 1:30. Honestly, I didn't expect much from Friday night. The place was packed though with people even pouring out on the street. Stood outside for a bit debating what to do. Finally decided to push our way in. Got a drink at the bar & I continued pushing my way back. I'm from Chicago, so I'm used to packed bars but this was something else!! Got towards the back room but from what I could tell from lifting myself up using random guys shoulders (I'm only 5'4) there wasn't much going on back there, plus it was too packed even for me! So we left & grabbed a cab to Phoenix/Eagle. They had a little street thing going on beside the bar, so lots of people, but they were restricting the flow to the upstairs (where the action happens). That seemed sucky at the moment, but turned out to be pretty good! Had a few drinks & by then we could tell that the line kept moving decently so we hopped into it. Got upstairs shortly their after & it was full & quite steamy up there but again, that line served a purpose, it wasn't packed beyond belief! Initially was pretty hesitant. Took off my shirt because it was hot but kept my shorts on. After seeing some nearby fucking, I immediately got in the mood & so stripped down to my jockstrap. Had a guy suck my dick for a bit which was whatever. I like getting head, but in these situations I just want guys fucking me! Slowly pushed back into the place as people would leave & eventually got to one of the tables that ya stand at. Stood there & had our drinks & I took the opportunity to push my ass out. Within a pretty short amount of time I had my first taker. Now the bad thing about this place is that there are a lot more condom users. Normally I'm not a fan, however, I want people to see that I'm available & that they can fuck me if I'm want & even condom users fucking me help to serve this purpose. So had a few guys fuck me, at least 2 with a condom, not sure about 1 or 2 more but nothing remarkable. After about 3 or 4 random guys though, a hot, older, muscular black guy comes up. Talks to me a bit as he's stroking his dick & then sadly puts on a condom. At this point though, I figured i just wasn't going to get much raw dick. So I bend over & take it. He fucks & fucks & fucks. Slow & steady, but intense & definitely different from the usual shorter fucks you get in places like this. Eventually I needed a break & had to pee so I stand upright & he pulls out. We chat for a bit & he's definitely wanting more so I take my break, go pee & work my way back to where I was, getting a few short fucks along the way. Eventually I find him again & we chat for a while. Pretty soon he starts to get horny which makes me want to let him fuck me so I stroke his dick for a bit & then turn around & push my ass towards it. I fully expected him to pull out a condom & put it on but I sure as hell wasn't going to help him. To my surprise, he lets me push my ass onto it. I was sure this was just going to be "the tip" & then he'd put the condom on but he kept going & then whispers in my ear something to the effect of, "You feel so good like this, I'm glad you let me do it". I didn't say anything back but I was immediately hard because I knew I was getting raw dick for sure this time! He fucked me for quite a while but he'd already been in there for sometime so sadly he couldn't get off. Not sure I got any loads that night but I probably got fucked by 8 guys in total. Slept in the next day & had dinner late so that we could head out late. I really don't remember much at all about Saturday. I know we tried Rawhide again, but still, majorly packed. Went back to Phoenix/Eagle & went upstairs three times I believe, probably getting fucked by 6 or 7 guys each time so we'll round low & say 15 total. Did go by Rawhide again before heading home & found a little action but not a ton. Probably got fucked by 5 guys, & then I fucked this big booty guy that was bent over the pool table & gave him my load as we were walking out! So night 2 was maybe 20 guys fucking me?!?! Now the third night, Sunday. Things had definitely slowed down a bit this night, but don't get me wrong, I wouldn't call it slow, just much more manageable. Went to Phoenix/Eagle for a bit & there was still some action, got fucked 6 or 7 times upstairs but then had to come down because of the heat. Went up once more & probably got fucked like 4 more times but the action was slowing. So decided to give Rawhide a try & I'm glad we did! It was busy still, but workable. Got drinks & slowly pushed our way to the back room with the pool table. I was just in my jockstrap again, hoping to attract some attention as we walked. Made our way to the far back corner & I decided to camp out here. We're standing back there sorta talking over the noise when I feel someone touch my ass so I push my ass back & arch my back. The guy got the signal & started fucking me & we were off! This continued for sometime with me just bent up against the wall. Probably had 10 to 12 guys fuck me like that before a pause happened. So stood there taking a little break & moved our position a little bit. I'm not sure when it happened but at some point once I started getting fucked again, I ended up bent over the pool table in the middle of the room with a few other bottoms, hitting our poppers as guys just pounded us. At one point, the guy that was with me taps me on the shoulder & points behind me saying, "You have a line". I look back & sure enough, jamming up the regular traffic going around this pool table was a line, waiting on my ass. I just smiled & bent back over. Got to have some convo with the other bottoms as we were bent over the pool table which was fun & kinda hot! At one point during this, someone had gotten underneath me & started playing with my dick while I was getting fucked. Another person had their hands on my balls & someone was also playing with my nipples all while a dick was being flopped around my face. I started to get a little worn out both me in general & my ass, & I was about to pull away when I stopped myself. I realized this was an amazing moment & I just needed to give myself up to it. Being an object like this at the center of a crowd was a fantasy come true, so I just focused on relaxing myself & letting all these men do what they wanted & it was amazing. I seriously have no idea how many guys fucked me though. We were in that place for like 3 hours & it was near non-stop fucking the entire time. My ass felt great! I'd guess probably 40+ guys fucked me. I mean there were almost 10 guys in the little line when I turned around so I think 40 is a conservative number. All in all, I'd honestly say my numbers are pretty conservative. I really think I could have been fucked by as many as 100 guys over the weekend but I think 75 is a pretty safe number. Next year I'm keeping better track!! Not sure on how many loads I got, that was hard to tell. So much action going on around me that at a lot of times, I was paying more attention to what was happening around me than what was happening to me. Next year I'm going to keep better track of that & the number of guys that fuck me!!

Chapter 2: The First Encounter He passed me and stepped up to the urinal next to mine and fished out his dick. I tried not to look, I swear, but at the sound of his piss splashing in the urinal my head turned of its own accord. He was far enough back that I had a clear view. His uncut dick was soft but about 5 inches and thick. I stared and held my breath as he pissed. My conscience told me to get out before this situation developed But I didn't move, just stood and stared. His stream finished and he shook his dick gently. He made no move to put it away. He turned slightly towards me, his uncut shaft pointing at me as if in challenge. I found myself turning to face him no longer thinking of hiding my own straining cock. I felt his hand on my shoulder pushing me to my knees without a word. I didn't resist and found myself at eye level with his hardening dick. His foreskin had peeled back and the sight of that thick head on that thick long shaft had my mouth watering and my ass twitching. This was crazy! Someone might come in, I could lose my job, and Thomas would be hurt if I betrayed him like this. But I stayed. I was close enough that I could smell him. Just a hint of sweat as he had been working but still clean. Virile and masculine. God I love that smell. I leaned closer to him, my lips parting out of old habit. His tool slid past my lips and across my tongue. His dick was at least seven inches long now, his cocked fully exposed, and still not at full mast. It tasted so good but he didn't stop on my tongue. He quickly hit the back of my throat and I struggled to remember how to relax and let it in. It had been so long since I had sucked a cock where this was an issue. I gagged and he backed off slightly to allow me to catch my breath then pushed forward again. This time my throat remembered how to open for a cock and his cock slipped in. A heard a sigh of approval above. Encouraged by his approval, I increased my efforts as he worked his hard dick back and forth on my tongue and in and out of my throat. That is when it happened. He unbuttoned his work pants and slid then slightly down to give me better access and I saw the tattoo on his hip. A biohazard symbol. A flood of panic threatened to overwhelm me I realised the implications. I was on my knees sucking off a HIV positive stranger is a men’s room at work. He seemed to know I had seen the tat. He waited patiently while I struggled between my lust and my fear. Then a drop of his pre-cum landed on my tongue. Salty and sweet. Awakening the sensations I had repressed for so long. Everything else, everything rational, was forgotten again. I didn't think of Thomas, or getting caught giving a blow job at work, or even getting the bug. All I could think of was getting that hard meat throbbing in my throat again. And it felt so right. This was where I belonged. On my knees worshipping this stranger and his big uncut cock. I leaned forward, drawing him back into my throat. He seemed even more turned on now that I knew his status. His hands were on the back of my head now. Holding me in place as his rod pistoned in and out of my throat. I know it sounds like a porn cliche but he had to be at least 8 inches long now that he was fully erect and his thickness was almost threatening to trigger my gag reflex. "Tell me you want my load." It was the first time he had spoken directly to me. His deep voice seemed to rumble through me. "Tell me that you want my dirty seed, you slut." All I could do is moan desperately in the affirmative. HIV or not, I wanted his cum. He was getting close. His breathing was heavy. His balls were drawing up. "Here it comes you cocksucker!" He pushed in deep one last time and I felt his cock throb as wave after wave of hot cum fired deep in my gullet. I struggled to breathe but didn’t want to let his dick go. Finally he pulled back so the tip was on my tongue and I immediately began to suck and lick. His cock pulsed again... an unbelievable amount of cum. I couldn’t remember anyone with such a big load. My mouth was now coated with his warm spunk and itwas as delicious as anything I had ever tasted, I wanted to savour it for hours but he stroked my throat until I swallowed. He pulled his softening dick out of my mouth and I moaned desperately like a baby who lost it's bottle. His wiped up a bit of cum that had escaped my mouth and he fed it to me as he looked into my eyes. I sucked his finger clean and he chucked. I leaned back on my haunches and watched as he tucked his dick away. It was only then that thoughts of my husband returned. Oh fuck. What had I done? I was so ashamed. So afraid that Thomas would find out... That my actions would cause him pain. had shot my load at some point. I hadn't even noticed. The front of my underwear were covered and there was a puddle on the floor. My stranger stepped past me. As he reached the door he stopped. "Be here tomorrow morning at 11:30.” I didn't say anything, still kneeling in my guilt. He stood there waiting until I looked up. "I like my bitches ready ". He said. "If you want any lube you had better grease yourself up before I get here." And with that he turned and left.

After he sent the letter to his folks, life went on pretty much as usual. Aaron continued to relish his role as the ranch's reliable cumwhore. Most every night, one of his brothers would seed and recharge his ass, more often two or three. During the day, they'd find him in the barn with one or more of the Doberman's, spreading his ass and taking dogcum in his willing ass. Sometimes, the brothers would sell his ass to raise some extra cash; placing ads on Craigslist or M4MRent. A succession of horny old men, bald guys with guts, fat sleazy truckers, and sometimes even a relatively clean-looking guy, would drop and find Aaron trussed in the barn, ready and willing to take any load offered to him. Another time they made a video of him and a young bull and put it on the internet PPV; made quite a tidy sum. On a warm day in late summer, Aaron was strolling around the front yard of the ranch wearing what he usually wore, a torn-up pair of cutoff jeans with a rip up the back for easy ccess to his mancunt; the remains of the pair the men had cut off him when he first arrived. It was about two months after the letter that formally severed ties with his previous life. He was walking toward the barn with one of the Dobermans when a pick-up truck pulled up to the ranch. It braked to a halt just a few yards from one A young man of about Aaron's age got out of the driver's side and pulled a shotgun off the gun rack in back. The Assistant Coach who'd brought Aaron to the ranch observed this from the ranch house; recognizing the boy as Jesse Hausserman, one of Aaron's teammates. "What do we do about this?" asked one of the other men. The Coach was calm. "Let's just watch and see how this plays out." Aaron looked up at his former teammate, and greeted him casually, "Hey, Jesse, how ya' been?" Jesse replied, "Get in the truck, man, I came to get you outta here." The dog growled, Aaron patted its head. "Easy killer, it's all right. How did you find me?" Aaron asked. Jesse answered him. "It took me a long time, after your mom and dad got that letter. It almost killed them. But I knew something must have happened to you, and I kept looking around and asking until I figured out where you were. I've come to take you home, home to your family. Let's go." Aaron shook his head. "I don't wanna go. This is my home, and this is my family." Jesse looked over to where a group of Aaron's brothers were watching with interest. "Those faggots aren't your family, Aaron. They've brainwashed you, somehow. You don't belong here." "Hell I don't," Aaron shot back. "I get high and I get fucked every day. I love cock. Cock is what I live for, and I'll take any cock I can get. I'll take your cock." Jesse's voice was pleading, desperate. "Come on, man, this isn't you." Aaron laughed in his face. "Of course, it's me. I'm a cockwhore now. I'm looking at you and all I can think about right now is sucking your cock, and getting your cock in my ass, and you coming in my ass." Jesse turned away, but Aaron pulled his face back to him. "Look." Aaron had unbuttoned the fly of his cutoffs and freed his massive, erect horsecock from it. Aaron grinned. "Fuck me." Jesse looked appalled. "I don't know you any more." Aaron just grinned. "I get high and I get fucked every day, and I like it." "You're gonna end up with AIDS!" Jesse shouted at him. "Already got it," Aaron replied casually. "What?" "I got it, the virus. My body is an incubator for the virus my brothers planted in me." Jesse paused a long time, and spoke quietly. "There's still time," he said. "If we get you a doctor..." "No!" Aaron said firmly. "Aaron, if you keep this up, you'll be dead in five years..." Aaron laughed, "So fucking what? Five years of getting high and fucked every day is better than fifty years of bullshit on the outside. I could leave any time. I choose to be here. So, let me get on your dick, or get the fuck out." Jesse paused, reconsidered his tactics, as though it had never occurred to him that Aaron would refuse. "I don't know what they did to you but this isn't right." "You're hard," Aaron said, almost giggled. "I can see through your shorts you got a chubby. Did you come out here to rescue me or fuck me?" He put his hand on Jesse's crotch and Jesse swatted it away. "Goddam, Aaron." "Touch mine," Aaron said. "Look how big and thick it is." Jesse was turning red. "The fuck man..." Aaron drew Jesse's hand over to his hard, erect phallus. "It's okay, man, just feel it. Doesn't it feel great?" Jesse's big hand was wrapped around Aaron's meat, as though he was mesmerized. He held onto it as Aaron's deft hand moved back toward the front of Jesse's cargo shorts. This time, Jesse offered no resistance as Aaron undid the front and pulled out a fat, impressive hunk of meat that drew appreciative looks from the audience of brothers watching from the house and fence. Aaron began to get in a kneeling position in front of Jesse, and only then did Jesse pull away. "I can't... I don't wanna get AIDS..." Aaron grunted, "You won't... it's the guy that takes the load that gets the virus." Jesse offered one last protest, "I can't... make you..." Aaron offered no argument but engulfed Jesse's entire thick eight inch cock into his mouth and throat in one swift movement and then worked it like a pro, moving up and down, sucking hard as he drew out and releasing as he drew in. "Fuck..." Jesse was heard to say. Aaron worked Jesse's dick like the pro he had become. Jesse's stood there, cargo shorts peeled back showing a pair of well-muscled legs. Made some of the brothers wonder if Jesse had ever thought about this when he and Aaron were in the locker room together, sweaty and wet, dicks swinging free. For a guy who had come out to take Aaron away, Jesse sure as fucked seemed to be enjoying his blowjob. Less than five minutes in, Aaron stopped and stood up, letting his cutoffs fall and kicking them aside, but not before taking a little wax paper envelope from the front pocket and snorting its contents. He leaned against the side of the pick up and sighed, "Fuck me, Jesse." Jesse looked unsure of the situation. He was still holding the shotgun. His cock was sloppy and wet, and Aaron was offering his butthole to him. "Fuck me," Aaron repeated, and this time he pulled Jesse to him and, bracing himself on the door of the pick-up, wrapped his legs around Jesse's mid-section. "I..." Jesse began. "Come on, fuck me! Fuck my manhole! Put your cock in me!" Aaron demanded. Jesse may have had the gun, but Aaron was in total control now. Jesse pressed his large cockhead against Aaron's hole. With all the infected slobber on top, it slipped easily into Aaron's well-worked ass. Instinct took over at that point, and Jesse just slammed it into him like it was any other cunt. His hips soon found a satisfying pistoing motion. "That's it, now fuck me harder. Fuck me harder!" Aaron insisted. "Oh, fuck,'" said Jesse, fucking his big cock harder and deeper into Aaron's hungry wet hole. "Oh, fuck yeah! Fuck yeah!" Aaron sang as he rode that cock and the drugs took effect, making every nerve ending fire and overloading his brain with pleasure. Jesse kept up the rhythm longer than anyone expected. He muttering "Oh fuck" in response to Jesse's "Fuck yeah" in a call and response that went on and on to the point where it was almost funny. The brothers could tell Jesse was about to come when his thrusts got harder and faster, and the exclamations of both boys became incoherent grunts and moans. Finally, Jesse issued out a long, loud, "F-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-c-k," and unloaded into his buddy's willing ass. Almost as soon as he had finished, Jesse pulled away. "Oh... fuck... what did I just do?" "You fucked the quarterback, baby," Aaron replied. He threw his arms around Jesse and gave him a wet, sloppy kiss. Jesse pulled away looked confused, "Is that what you've been doing? This whole time?" "That and more, come here, boy," Aaron dropped down on all fours and presented his bareass to the Doberman. The dog knew exactly what to do and immediately impaled him on his long brown and pick cock. "Dude...!" Jesse exclaimed in disgust. "Oh fuck yeah," Aaron said as the dog rapidly thrust into and out of his mancunt. "I love cock, all cock. Man cock. Dog cock. bull cock. I'll take any cock. I'm a cockwhore and a cumwhore. My purpose is to have cock in me all the time. I'm never leaving, Jesse. Ever." Jesse pulled up his pants, awkwardly. He looked for all the world like he was gonna cry, like he was gonna bawl his eyes out. Was it losing his friend, or was it humiliation and shame over what he'd just done. No one would ever know. He got back into the truck and slowly pulled out of the driveway, leaving behind an ecstatic Aaron on all fours, his ass full of dog cock and dog sperm.

I hit a bookstore in a sleazy part of town near the ghetto.. a blue collar white guy, a blue collar black guy and another cum whore all shot loads in me. I'm sure the cum whore was poz I have spoken to him before. But the other guys not sure. Hope so!

Last night, while watching the Lakers/Celtics game with a FB and a few of his friends. Took five loads up my cunt and ate three. The price for being a Celtics fan in L.A.. Or maybe the reward. Celts won -- so did i.