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This is a true story that just happened. I'm 26 and live in Newcastle, in the UK. I had just finished work and decided to go to the Eagle, which was on my way home, just for a quick beer. I had heard that sometimes one might find some fun downstairs, so beer in hand, I went into the basement to take a look. There were a few guys down there, most in their 40's and 50's. I went to the toilets at the back and in a cubicle found there was a glory hole. When I saw a finger slid through the hole, beckoning me, I couldn't resist and I slid my cock through. The guy on the other side of the glory hole was doing a really good job sucking my cock so I was thoroughly enjoying myself, when suddenly the door to my cubicle popped open. I assume I must not have locked properly. In any event, there stood a guy in his late 60's, maybe even early 70's, looking at me, my pants down at my ankles and my cock inserted into a glory hole. "Nice. You having fun?" "Yeah," I replied. He stepped into the cubicle and locked the door. Ordinarily I won't play with a guy so much older than my age, but I really didn't want to move as the guy sucking me was doing an amazing job, but when the older guy reached his hand between my legs and played with my balls, and after a minute or so, went down on his knees and began rimming my hole, I wasn't about to object. Moreover, the rim job he was giving my ass was amazing, and I went along with him when he produced some lube and pushed it into my ass. At some point the guy who had been sucking me left off, but not to worry, another guy readily went down on me, even if, truth be told, he wasn't quite as good as the original sucker. The older man, meanwhile, stood-up and wanked his cock, sliding it up and down my ass crack. "I don't want to get fucked," I commented. "What are you afraid of? You'll like this," he replied. "I'm HIV negative, and want to stay that way," I explained, still determined to enjoy the blow job.. "Don't worry, I'll wear a condom." A few seconds passed, with much rustling of a cellophane packet being torn open, and then I felt him separate my ass cheeks as his cock pushed into me. So I just let him slide his dick into my ass, and after he was balls-deep, he began fucking with an excellent rhythm that was doing all the right things to my prostate. "You like my old cock?" he asked. But I didn't answer. Between the attention to my cock and the added pressure on my prostate, I was perfectly happy. He repeated his question a couple more times, but I didn't bother answering. My acquiesence to his attention was a form of an answer. "I'm getting close," and "I'm gonna blow in your ass," were the next remarks he made, and they sufficiently got my attention that I asked "You are wearing a condom, aren't you?" "Don't worry, just enjoy it," he responded. Reading between his omissions, I responded "Dude, I'm negative. What's your status? Are you wearing a condom?" "I'm poz," he answered, once more not fully answering my questions. "You can't cum in me. I'm neg. Are you wearing a condom?" He then pushed into me hard, slamming me against the cubicle wall. I couldn't move. "Oh fuck, I"m cumming in you. Fuck, yeah, neg boy! Take my poz load. Mmmmm." he moaned as I shot my load into the throat of the cock sucker in the adjoining cubicle. As his began to fade, I managed to slide-out from his grasp, and as I did, his cock slid out of my ass. Turning, I caught a quick glimpse: as I had suspected, he was not wearing a condom. I almost can't believe this just happened, but it did.

A couple weeks after Travis took my virginity and bred my ass I got really sick. Travis told me I had the fuck flu and it would clear up in a couple of days and sure enough I was feeling a while lot better 4 days later. I had an idea of what had transpired with that first fuck, and the ones that closely followed. I had always noticed the biohazard tattoo Travis had on his right pec, but never really thought much about it until he took me to get mine. I started to do a little work for Travis selling to my friends. In time I became his best dealer. I was the only one working for him that knew where he lived. Travis had an old apartment that he used to deal out of and another one that be lived in regularly. I knew Travis would help with my plan, as long as he would get to breed Steven. I made sure to let Travis know that he would get Steven's ass to fuck after I've knocked him up. That brought a smile to my dealers face as I grabbed the Tina, some points and an smoke supply of GHB. The wedding came and after our parents left for their honeymoon. Steven had his spring break cumming up and he'd have a week and half off from school, just enough time to break him in and knock him up. During his last day of classes before his break began I prepared everything so that right after school I could put my plan into motion. When Steven got to my apartment after school I offered him a drink. He accepted as long as I didn't name it to string from him. I knew the taste of the G would make him think he had alcohol in with his coke. It was just enough to get him going to be open to hitting the pipe with his new bro. He downed his drink and I made him another before putting the pipe and crystal in clear view. I could tell Steven was open to suggestion as he picked up the pipe. It gave me the opening I was looking for as I asked him if he ever got high. He shook his head 'yes' as I asked him if he wanted to get high with his older brother. The G was definitely kicking in as Steven watched me light the touch and great the bowl of meth. I explained the process before sucking in my first hit. After I blew I nice cloud out I re-lit the touch heating the contents so Steven could take his first hit. I told him as the smoke began to swirl to put his lips to the stem and stuck in the smoke. Steven took in decent size (for his first time) before he blew out a smaller cloud than I had previously. I encouraged him to take a second hit and then a third, each one bigger then the one before. I took another hit after Steven's fished his third before he took a couple more on his own without my direction. Before I know it Steven was hitting it all on his own, he apparently was loving hitting the pipe. In between his he commented on how the Tina made him feel tingly all over. As we chatted I turned the conversation toward sex in order to get his blood flowing. I asked if he'd ever watched porn before to which he shook his head 'no'. I let Steven know that I had some great porn we could watch. Steven spoke his first word since we began hitting the pipe. As we watched the porn I asked him how many times he had gotten had from his 'girlfriend'. Steven bragged that she sucked his dick all the time. I egged him on asking if she swallowed his cum. He went on saying that she always swallows his cum. I knew he was lying, no girl likes to eat cum let alone suck cock. I then asked Steven about the first time he fucked her. His description of the events seemed a little far fetched I knew I could get him after a few more hits I the pipe. I definitely noticed a slight bulge in his crotch and hoped he'd swallow the bait. I asked if he'd ever done anything with another guy before. He stated to blush and wouldn't made eve contact with me. I led him where I wanted when I admitted that is jacked off with friends before, that that was innocent since we were both horny and watching some good porn like we were watching right now. Steven betrayed himself as he rubbed his hand over his crotch. I said in a suggestive way, 'damn I'm so fucking hard and horny, I need to stroke my cock'. With that I pulled out my hard cock and caught Steven looking at me as I slowly stroke my 8" bone. Steven took two more hits off the pipe before he joined me pushing his jeans and boxers down. He continued to hit the pipe (after I reloaded it) and as he did he began to get T-dick as he starred to get don't while I continued to free rock hard. He commented that he didn't know what why, the porn was great, as some bitch was getting her cunt fucked, when a second guy joined them presenting the bitch his cock to suck. After the bitch had had enough she left leaving the two guys alone. Both guys stroke there cocks looking at each other before the guy who has been fucking the bitch pushes the other one to his knees. The guy on his knees looked up at his more dominant counter part and began sucking cock. I looked over at Steven as his eyes never left the screen. After a few minutes of the action I made a comment that I heard that his give the best blow jobs. Steven looked at me then back at the TV as kept watching him trying to stroke his T-dick. After a couple minutes he asked me if that was true and if I had ever had a guy suck my dick. I knew he was about to be mine and let the drama build before I answered. I told him that I had to be honest with him and told him I've had guys suck my cock a few times. We sat there a few more minutes as the guys switched off positions sucking. Looking at hits shrinking cock as he continued to hit the pipe he asked me as he was hearing the bowl if I had ever suck a guys dick or every thought about driving a guys dick. I Answered him with a smile and said 'maybe'. He repeated my answer to me and told him I'd give him an honest answer if he is honest with me and asked him again about the sex he claimed to have had with his girlfriend. He hit the pipe again and as he blew the smoke out, looked at the ground and said no, he was still a virgin. I knew I had him right where I wanted him as I stood up, moved over to him, took the pipe and did a nice long hit before answering him with a yes that I've sucked a friend cock before. Steven looked up at me and let me know he really wanted to experience something more stimulating then his right hand as he asked that maybe if I'd suck his dick it would get hard again. He promised he'd return the favor and suck my dick after I was done sucking his dick. I let him know he'd have to suck mine first to show that he was serious about sucking my cock. I leaned in and brought my cock closer to his lips. I knew what was going through his head as he kicked his lips, closed his eyes and opened his mouth. As my cock entered his mouth I coaches him to watch his teeth as he closer his mouth around my 8 inches. Steven worked his mouth up and down my shaft as I coaches him on technique. I could tell with time he had the potential to be a good cock sucker.

Part 4 I looked over at Blayns' tight body dripping with sweat. I was insatiable. I needed to feel his hot flesh on mine, his tongue bathing every inch of my body, his nails digging into me to let me know that I was pleasing him. I pulled out the bag of Tina and was disappointed at the amount we had left. I knew I could get higher, nastier if I had more. Blayn looked over and saw my dismay. "Don't worry, I'm making a quick stop before I take you back to my place". In an instant my disappointment turned into a nervous excitement. I hope it has something to do with my reward. The sun was peaking over the horizon as we drove away from the unfamiliar driveway that I assumed belonged to a biker friend of Blayns. Seeing all the parked bikes made me think about all the men that must be in the house walking around in their leather. I wonder if they ever like to use party pigs like the one I had recently become. My hole throbbed at the thought of being passed around a group of hairy bikers, getting covered in spit, piss and cum. Maybe someday but right now I exist to serve my straight God. As we pulled up to Blayns house I noticed his driveway was empty. His roommate must have left for work, I thought. Getting my throat fucked in his garage was hot but I had dreamt of burying my face deep in his mattress while he buried his cock deep in me for so long. We hurried inside. I barely had enough time to close the front door before Blayn spun me around and jammed his tongue into my mouth. My body was on fire with sensation. His tongue wildly explored every inch of my mouth, his hard cock slid up and down between our soaking wet bodies and his hands tweaked my nipples. His grunts assured me that he was enjoying this new dynamic. He wanted to reward me for being such a good pig for him and I wasn't going to complain. He pulled down my shorts and grabbed my hard cock with a tight squeeze. Showing me that he was still my master, he led me , cock in hand, to his bedroom. He was naked in and instant and before I could think I hit my knees and started to kiss and lick every part of him that I could. After just a few seconds he grabs me by my throat and lets a long string of spit fall slowly from his mouth to mine which I savored in my mouth before swallowing. He pushes me back hard and I end up on my bare ass leaning against his bed awaiting instruction. Blayn grabbed the paper bag he got from his friends house and begins laying the contents out on his dresser directly in front of me, but I couldn't see what he was doing. "You know I love you, Blayn said calmly. "I trust you more than anyone, and tonight you showed me just how deep your devotion to me goes. The next couple of hours I want you to remember that I'm still your master, but I think you deserve the get something back for being such a good fuck hole and to be honest, this shit is making me wanna explore some new possibilities with you, the first of which will be our first slam." He turned around with two freshly prepared rigs on either side of his long erect cock. I was nervous but I trusted my master, so when the crystals were completely dissolved I tied off masters arm with a tourniquet and slowly pushed the liquid into his protruding vein. He coughed loudly 3 times before his eyes shot open, I could see the hunger in his eyes so I quickly tied off. I pushed the plunger down as soon as I saw the red cloud shoot up into the needle. after a small coughing fit I was suddenly aware that I had no cock in me, Blayn jumped up in a flash and pinned me down against his bed with my ass in the air. He lined up his big mushroom head against my cunt and pushed in with all of his force. The majority of the loads I had just received had slowly leaked out of my hole and down my leg but what was left aided Blayns assault on my hole. I let out a moan of pure ecstasy. He jack hammered my ass for about 30 mins like that. I could feel the walls of my hole ripping, his cock felt like it was in my stomach and I loved every second of it. finally he flipped me around and rammed my cock into his mouth. the change in sensation blew my mind and all i could do was whimper as I convulsed. he sat up and and looked at me with a wicked smile. "You really need to get that hole filled dont you slut?" he said in an almost sadistic whisper. I looked up at him and nodded furiously. "well you're about to get filled all the way up, piggy". with that, he left the room and returned with a can of crisco and I knew what was coming next. He greased up his fist and forearm before preparing my hole. He saw the scared look in my eyes and with a soothing voice he just said, " dont you worry boy, you'll love it" and started working his hand up hole. he was able to get 4 fingers in almost immediately, He closed his fist and I screamed as I felt my ass stretch wider than it ever had before. "You like that pig boy?" he yelled. "Yes Master!, I replied trying to open up more of my hole for him, "Please sir, just shove it in! I want all of you in me now!" I looked down in time to see his smile widen before his punched his fist into my hole. I was in heaven with my God. I never felt so whole. Master began fucking me with his big fist while deepthroating my hard, leaking cock. I dont know how much time passed when he pulled his arm out of my gaping hole. "You hold that pussy hole open and Im gonna shoot this fat load right in, you got that?" "Please sir, seed ME! I watched as he stroked his beautiful cock with his greased up hand. It wasnt long before every muscle in my Master's body tensed and I felt the hot ropes of his seed shooting right to the farthest wall of my hole. All I could do was thank him over and over again, but he wasnt done yet. He grabs my cock with the same hand and strokes my cock. After only two strokes I released and entire nights worth of cum hitting him in the chest and abs. We stayed like that for several minutes just taking it all in. Blayn would wipe some of my cum from his tight torso and feed it to me or get a little taste himself. finally he leans over and kisses me. "If you tell anyone about this I'll fucking kill you, he growled. My cock twitched. Blayn headed to the shower and I headed home thinking about this once in a lifetime experience. A week later I got a single text from Blayn: Get over here PIG. You got a long weekend ahead of you. Hope ya'll enjoyed this story. I'll try to get some more of Alex and Blayns adventures together posted on here soon.

I had met him on BBRTS a year earlier. He lived about two hours away, but there weren't many men where I lived, and his profile piqued my interest. It said he was 30, versatile, and it provided two photographs of a sexy dude with a nice cock in bed. HIV status: ask me. I contacted him with my bugchasing profile. He was interested, but said he didn’t know his status, adding that he preferred not to know so that he wasn't culpable of pozzing guys. We talked off and on for a few months trading fantasies. A re-occurring fantasy of his was that of fucking drunk college boys from the large school in his town and pozzing their asses with unmedicated cum. At the time I was mostly just fantasizing. I had taken an undetectable poz load once or twice a year earlier, and honestly wasn’t sure about this guy, but I knew I wasn’t going to drive two hours to find out if he was legit. And if he was poz and unmedicated, I wasn’t ready for that either. I lost track of him after about a while. A year later I spot him online again and by chance I would be driving near his town, so I contacted him. This time he didn’t hesitate to tell me he had recently been confirmed as POZ, and was still unmedicated. The last bloodwork had shown a viral load of 97,000. He mentioned he had been thinking of calling me, and so I found we ended-up talking about what he wanted to to do me. His voice was masculine and projected a cocky jock attitude. He told me to call him when I hit the road for my trip. A few weeks later, I was ready to drive. I called him after a few minutes on the road. He wanted to meet at a bookstore right off the highway. It wouldn’t add a minute to my trip. I was losing excuses to avoid his toxic load at the last minute, like on-the-fence chasers like me do sometimes. We talked for a few minutes then he said something that clinched it. He wanted to talk to me the entire way until I was at the bookstore, when I was 30 minutes away he would head towards it to meet. We perved for 30 minutes, my cock out and dripping precum as I drove. He wanted me inside a booth with a jock on ready to be pozzed. My heart pounded and I edged my cock as he told me about his latest escapades fucking his raw load into college boys. His favorite thing to do was fuck safe sex only bottoms. He bites the tip off of the condoms he uses, with his cock penetrating skin on skin while the ring and base of the condom remain in place. He relishes in the times the bottoms reach back to make sure there is a condom, feeling the latex ring and relaxing their holes to receive his death seed thinking they are safe from harm. I oozed precum as he told me of the many safe-sex boys to find themselves drunk, questioning if he came in their ass after being slammed full of his cock and cum. He assured them it was just extra lube he had used so his cock wouldn’t hurt them, and reminding them they saw and felt the condom. I was at the exit for the book store, so I telephoned him, saying I was pulling off the highway, and would be there shortly. He replied saying he was five minutes from the book store. We hung up as I parked. I was shaking with excitement as I tucked my cock into my waistband and went inside the metal building where I paid the admission fee and entered the video area. The video booth area was cleaner than any I had seen before. They looked brand new. There weren’t any gloryholes, and unfortunately, I was alone. I had asked him to be verbal so that others could know I was getting poz fucked. Maybe next time. I picked a booth and stripped my shirt and pants off, leaving me standing in a jock, athletic socks, and tennis shoes. He texted saying he was entering the store. The cracked booth door pulled open, he stepped in and closed it behind him. My dick was dripping precum all over the floor in a way it never had before. I dropped to my knees and pulled out his cock. It was about seven inches, decently thick, cut, with a big head. I licked his precum before deep-throating and working his cock. All the while complementing my skill at sucking his cock, he talked to me like the faggot slut I was, telling me I was going to submit to his toxic cock and get his AIDS strain I stood up and turned my hole towards his direction. I bent over and braced against the wall of the booth. He plunged his cock into my ass rough. His dirty talk was beautiful. Nonstop poz domination, telling me how I would succumb to and get sick from his unmedicated toxic poz seed. I ached for it and rocked my ass against him to take his cock deeper. He ground my ass like this for what seemed like 15 or 20 minutes, roughly handling my neg jock body, slamming me against the wall, tightening his hand around my neck as he made me beg for AIDS. He made me promise to stay off meds and pass it to college studs who will fall for my hot jock body, all while impaling me with his raw cock. He was ramping up to blowing his load of cum, and it was all I could to do hold my load in and wait for him to climax. I had been gripping my cock still the entire time, on the brink from the first penetration. As he grunted with the release of the first rope of toxic cum into my gut I pulled down on my cock, putting pressure on the skin on the head and shot all over the booth wall. His pace slowed and he continued to grind his cock in and out of my hole for another minute or so.. My post cum regret was quickly sinking in. Fucking idiot fag slut, taking unmedicated poz seed on purpose. This always happens. But this time was the shortest yet. I hurried out of the booth, but by the time I made it to my car I was hard. A minute after driving away I found myself texting him, making plans for my next seeding.

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Becumming Blood Brother, Part 1 My dad recently remarried and in the deal I got a new step brother, Steven. Although I hadn't seen him since high school I do recall that he was a freshman during my senior year and I remembered him as a scrawny little nerd. When we finally got reacquainted I was very surprised at how much he had grown and filled out. He became a genuine stud. He grew from his 5 foot, 100 pound skinny kid to couple inches short of my 6 foot, 2 inch 185 pound frame. I he claimed the he even had a girlfriend he was supposedly banging. I learned from my sources that wasn't the true. As the wedding approached I was asked by my father to ask Steven too stay with me while he and Steven's mother would be going on a month long honeymoon. At first I was a little put off at the thought since it would cramp my 'weekend activities', but as Steven and I spent time together we began to grow close. We began working out in the workout room in my father's house. I could tell from this that I had the size and strength on him easily. Steven and I grew close as the wedding approached when I caught my new step brother say something about wishing we were real brothers. Steven's comment got me thinking about the month he'd be staying with me and how I liked to spend my weekend when I got an idea. I knew I could count on my dealer to help me with the appropriate supplies. It was my dealer that turned me onto partying and the joys of gay sex. I knew I was gay since my junior year I high school and was already smoking pot when during my senior year when I met Travis. I was Steven's age, barely 18 when someone introduced us and he got me smoking from a clear pipe that he filled with a white, crystal like powder. After smoking a while he got me too suck his 9", uncut cock. He gagged me as I did my best to work him into my throat. He had me on his cock for a long time till he shot is load for me to swallow. Travis and I became friends as I started to do a little work for him. I had been working for him for a couple months when hang out with Travis late one night we began smoking a couple bowls. As usual Travis got me sucking his cock when he asked me if I was interested in a better high. I ready liked smoking a bowl or two (or three) and he definitely had my curiosity peaked (and the fact we were starting to smoke our 4th bowl) had my inhibitions lowered I simply nodded yes with his cock lodged in my throat. Travis had me follow him into his bedroom, told me to get comfortable on his bed as he disappeared into his bathroom. Fifteen minutes later he came out with something in his hands that I could barely make out. He asked me if I was ready and I knew there was no backing out, besides I trusted Travis. He tied this rubber strip on my bicep, wiped my arm with something cool the I noticed the syringe filled with a clear liquid. He stated to explain to me that I was about to get by first slam of Tina and what to expect. Although I was a little nervous about getting my first slam iI was also a little excited when I felt the pinch of the needle. I couldn't couldn't my eyes as I watched the barrel fill with a flash of blood before the contents were emptied. Travis had me hold something over where he had stuck the needle as he told me to raise my arm while he pulled the rubber strip off my arm. I felt a warmth run into my chest as I began to cough out (as Travis told me) and I felt my heart beat faster and my breathing picked up. I also began to feel so horny, hornier than I ever felt in my life. As I sat there riding my first rush I watched Travis do his slam. As he coughed out I noticed his cock seemed to grow hard and precum began to ooze from the tip. Since I was feeling very warm I didn't object when Travis suggested I get naked. I took of my t-shirt then stood up and slipped out of my jeans and boxer briefs in one move. That's when I noticed how hard my own cock had become. Travis moved right in on me and began kissing me working my body over. When he began eating my ass is when I knew I was going to lose my virginity. He got me nice and wet when he moved in and slipped his bare cock inside me. It felt so wonderful gee fucked me for a couple hours before he had me switch and had me fuck him for a while. It was the best night of my life and I repeat it almost every weekend. With Steven staying with me for the month I figured it was time to teach Steven the joys of Tina and how to suck cock.

THE BAREBACK PLEDGE I fully, and on my honor, pledge myself today and hereafter to unrepentant Bareback Sex. I pledge myself completely to fearless pleasure in the exchange of Cum. I hereby and forever refuse to live in fear and self-denial. I hereby and forever refuse the delusion of “safe sex.” If I delight in Bottoming, I commit my mouth and ass to the pleasuring of all cocks who desire to use me. I commit to being flooded with as much Seed as is possible, by as many men as possible. If I delight in Topping, I commit to using other men as my Cumholes, filling their mouths and asses with as much Seed as possible, as often as possible. I pledge myself to sluttery, wonton sexual abandon, anonymous hookups, gloryholes, gangbangs, orgies, and fuck fests. I pledge to strive towards completely indiscriminate sex, accepting Bareback encounters from any and all men, with no consideration of “status.” Yes, bet it known, that I absolutely, and with full intent, commit myself to having as much Bareback sex as possible, as often as possible, with as many men as possible; I pledge myself to making Bareback sex more than a fetish, but a way of life. I make this pledge fully sane, in radical defiance of the anti-pleasure, "safe sex" delusion I've been taught. And I fully pledge to do my best towards inspiring others to do the same. NAME/HANDLE_just_mike69@yahoo.com DATE 15 October 2015_

Background: I am a happily married whore who is addicted to cock. I am 27 and fit. Hairy otter bod. While my husband goes to work, I get fucked by random guys that I meet online usually on Grindr or Scruff or most commonly A4A. I have been pretty careful to make sure that I always get fucked with a wrapper on so far. I'm writing now because a "friend" of mine who I have not had inside me for over three years because he is in a monogamous relationship himself (with another top) just texted me saying it was his birthday and he was coming over to my house to come rape me raw and drop a load inside me. It's his birthday! How can I say no? I'm lying here lubed up. He will be here in another 20 minutes. .. Oh my God! I was waiting for him naked with the door unlocked. He came inside and saw me standing there waitin for him. the first thing he did was to slap me for not being on all fours. He pulled me by the hair and took me to the bathroom and asked me to get my husband's pjs. I brought them and he made me sit in the bath tub with his clothes and relieved himself on us. He said this is how I would know who owned me and who was in charge. Then he took me to the bedroom. Asked me which side my husband slept and then just pushed me down and spit on my ass. And shoved his raw cock in. I screamed and he slapped me. And then just kept going even while I was sobbing. A few minutes later it started to hurt real good. He fucked me hard for a good twenty minutes before he flipped me over and entered me again. He made me look at him and tell him I was his bitch. Then he made his armpit available to me and as soon as I took a whiff of the ripe man scent my ass got a mind of its own. I loosened up and he kept pumping my ass. he told me i was as sexy pussy boy and he was gonna mark me as his. Brand me. He took out his phone and started to take pictures of me as he was fucking me and made video clips as well. He saw my pictures with my husband on the walls and that got him really hard. He pulled out and lay down and ordered me to ride him. Then he made me call my Husband at work and talk to him for five minutes and tell him I loved him while he was fucking me. After I was done, He called his Boyfriend and told him the same. I could feel him pulsating inside me as he was talking to his boyfriend. And I rode him like there was no tomorrow. 45 minutes later, He made me flip over and took me from behind. I was definitely surprised at how long he could last. He kept fucking me and told me he was gonna put a baby inside me. Finally when he was close he flipped me over and wanted me to see him as he came inside me and made me his. i looked at him and begged fr his seed. A few minutes of begging and he finally came inside me and kept fucking me hard. 10 minutes after he had come there was no sign of him getting soft. He tole me he wanted me make sure his seed was deep inside my guts and didnt leak out. Then he told me I was allowed to cum. He jerked me off as he fucked me and i came like a rocket. I shot past my face and head and kept shooting volleys after volleys of worthless spooge. As i came my ass Tightened around him and that made him cum inside me once again. once he was dont nutting inside me he rolled onto the bed and cuddled with his dic still inside me. As I felt him pulsating inside me among all of his seed, I wished him a Happy Birthday.

Here's an idea for a story I've been thinking about for a while. While it might not be original, here we go. Couple of months back I was at a Sauna in Leeds, UK. It was Bear night, and in the course of the evening I had a few hot encounters, but at one point, whilst wandering aimlessly about, I saw a group of guys standing opposite the door to a booth, so, naturally being curious, I took a look. Inside was some twink, probably about 19, wearing a jock, laying in a sling, trying to get guys to fuck him, his main focus being a cute black guy. Sadly the twink's attitude was putting everyone off, including the black guy, who walked-off looking somewhat pissed. Well, me being me, I decided I had to fuck him. I don't usually do twinks, as I tend to prefer bears and cubs, but I knew I had to have him. When I entered the booth I saw the twink's name was tattooed across the lower half of his back, but I was really mostly focused on the fact that he kid could position his legs terribly far up in the stirrups. Without a word, I started off by feeling his hole. I sensed he was uncertain as to whether or not he wanted to play with me, so I probably wasn't his type. At 31, with a few extra pounds, I wasn't all that surprised, but when I dropped my towel his expression changed. Now, I'm not all that big, as my cock is only seven and a half inches, but what I lack in length I make up for in width. In addition, and the Kamagra I had had a few hours earlier left my cock harder than usual. "So, you wanna get fucked boy?" I asked him in a low voice. "Yeah, please," he virtually squealed in reply. Fuck, this was gonna be fun! So I began by using the lube I was carrying in prepping his ass and lubing my cock, slipping in a finger or two deeply inside his hole, enjoying the sight of him squirming. I wanted to make sure he was desperate when I finally made the move to fuck him, and sure enough, after a few minutes of attention the kid's erection told me he was really horned, so I lined-up my dick with his hole and pushed into him. Damn, his ass was like silk! I don't think he realised I wasn't wearing a condom, although I saw he had several packets available, along with a lube sachet. Well, once I was in I did my party trick: I held my dick inside his ass and twitched myself. He let out a low moan and closed his eyes in pleasure. Then I started to fuck him, hard and fast, definitely not gently, no pretense of love, just raw animal passion. From the sounds he continually emitted I could tell he was enjoying himself, so I picked up the pace. His face went bright red in excitement and he began wanking himself, very quickly blowing his thick load all over his stomach and chest. I think he expected me to stop, but no, once I start I never stop until I've cum. He tried to protest but I just kept fucking hard as his face went even redder with excitement. After about 30 seconds I shot my load, blowing my cum deep into his ass. As soon as my last jet of cum had shot into his hole, I withdrew, and when he saw my cock he clearly knew I hadn't been wearing a condom, and that my load was now lodged in his body. I grabbed my towel and, as I was about to walk out the door, I turned back to him and remarked "That's how a real man fucks," and left him there. After I showered I went for another prowl, but didn't see the twink anywhere and the crowds were thinning out so he had probably left. What I hadn't told him, of course, was that I had recently been diagnosed poz, so my viral load was sure to be quite high. I wonder if he thought of getting the morning after pill or if in a couple of weeks he would feel a bit ill. Well, it was fun to see the little fuck hammered, and I truly enjoyed every minute of it. I think I could find myself developing a taste for twinks with attitude.

PART 4 The Brotherhood Mark scheduled my coming out party to be held the next weekend, assuring me several of his poz and proud buddies would work my hole, leaving me with a new appreciation of the phrase ‘sore ass’. Mark also instructed me to avoid sex for the upcoming week so when the big party arrived I was certain to be beside myself in sexual frustration. The week slowly passed, and I did my best to comply with Mark’s instruction, but doing so was more of a challenge than I anticipated as repeatedly I found myself fully erect at precisely the wrong moment, and as beating-off not an option, I could only try to distract myself so I through myself into work, and in due course Friday night had arrived, and once home and cleaned-up, I made the trek to Mark’s house, heart-in-hand. Mark met me at the door to his place, and without a word, blind-folded me, and led me down into his dungeon where he ordered me to don a pair of chaps, a leather vest and a cod piece – which was not surprisingly a bit harder than would have been the case had I been able to see what I was doing, but blind-folded, it was a decided challenge. Where there’s a will, there is, however, a way, and when I was finally dressed as instructed, Mark assisted me in getting into the sling. Later I realized Mark had slid a leather-topped table under the sling, which was to serve as an altar of sorts. The smell of leather permeated the air in the basement, and Mark gave me something to ingest that added to my sense of euphoria. My cock was struggling to rise to the occasion, but the cod piece limited the options, even when something cold was inserted into my ass. While I couldn’t identify whatever the item was that had penetrated my hole, I was quite sure that whatever it was, it was steadily increasing in both length and girth, stretching my hole to new dimensions. Just when I was certain my ass would be permanently damaged, the device reached full size, only to emit a lubricant into my ass, thoroughly smearing the walls of my ass. “Welcome to your coming-out party,” Mark intoned, deftly removing the blindfold from my eyes. Although the light was somewhat dim, still my eyes struggled to adapt to the light-level in the basement, particularly as the only lights were from large red candles strategically positioned throughout the room, but in the mirror on the wall behind my feet I could distinctly see the device in my ass, a silver speculum, which was stretching my hole to frighteningly unbelievable width. A cloud of incense wafting around the dungeon lent the air of a dream world where I floated amidst a host of leather men, dressed in a variety of leather hoods of differing design. The leatherman closest to me approached and asked "Do you wish to enter into our Brotherhood?” “YES, SIR,” was my immediate response. He continued, asking “Do you understand this is the Brotherhood of Proud Poz HIV-loving Leathermen?” “Oh, absolutely, Sir, and I’m grateful for the opportunity to join the Brotherhood.” “Let us begin,” he answered, and with that the leathermen began groping, kneading each other’s crotch, and deep kissing each other, even though each was wearing a full hood. Fuck, the scene was thrilling. Five Leathermen demonstrating the highest level of lust and debauchery that comes naturally only to the most depraved men. Each man opened his cod piece and to the man, each was stunningly well built: five magnificent, fully erect, manly, poz cocks were on display to me. This was not, however, a dream, no, it was reality, a point that became clear when each man stepped close to me, presenting me with a close-up of the cock that would I would be expected to service. The leatherman who opened the ceremony continued, saying “You will address me as MR MR. You have asked to enter into the Poz Leather Brotherhood. The seed of the brothers will complete your communion with us.” Someone removed the cod piece I had been wearing. Without the touch of anyone, myself in particular, I was at full erection. The five brothers surrounded me, each man’s poz cock drooling pre-cum at a surprising rate, only to virtually simultaneously shoot his hot poz seed all over my cock, which corresponding shot a load such as I had never before experienced, so the amount of sperm coating my crotch was amazing. I was no less thrilled when each of the men bent over to lick some of the combined loads that coated my crotch, only to plant on my lips the Kiss of Poz Cum, the Kiss of Death. The sweetness and intimacy of this experience was beyond any casual sex I had previously enjoyed, and I yearned to enter even more deeply into the ranks of the depraved. Joe, one of the other leathermen, presented me with what appeared to be a white popsicle, which he applied to my lips and tongue. The texture and taste told me it was a cumsicle. Smiling with no little pride, Joe explained “This was made from the combined cum of all your brothers. Savor our poz loads.” Damn, it was the best treat I had ever eaten, and as it dissolved in my mouth, Joe murmured “This is just the beginning. Wait until we feed your asshole our poz seed.” My ass twitched in excited anticipation of the breeding to come. To be continued.

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Part 4 My whore just lay there on the dirty matress barely moving after his brutal poz fuck. I sat there looking at him while I smoked a cig. "Roll over and show me your cunt!" I ordered. Cory immediately did as told, grabbing his ankles, spreading his legs apart, showing us his red, oozing, fuckhole. We just laughed at the slut. "He minds well." commented Andre. "Yea," I said, "he already knows there's no use in disobeying me." Standing up, I spit on his face, followed by the other two men. "You wanna sell him today man?" Asked Andre. I know a few guys who would pay for some nice teen pussy." "Hell yea I do! No since wasting time. But I wanna film it. They can wear masks, but I wanna get his whole birthday on film to sell. Any poz guys?" "Yea, a couple. How much you selling him for?" "Since he's fresh, even though his pussy is already sloppy, we'll go with $50, but they can be as brutal as they want." "Aight, I'll get the word out now, shouldn't take long." And it didn't. His first official john showed up within an hour. I made sure Cory got another big slam before I turned the guy loose on him. I had the camera set up to catch the action so I wouldn't be in the room to impede the festivities. We just handed the guy a ski mask and let him in the bedroom. We sat in the living room, smoking a fresh pipe. Soon we heard Cory getting beat, his screams making my own cock stir in my jeans. Not too long later the guy came out of the room, handed me $50 bucks and left. I could hear Cory sobbing into the matress. "That's some fucked up shit man." laughed Andre. "Yea I know, but it's hot." I replied. The scene repeated itself many times over the next few hours. The fourth guy used his belt to blister my whore's ass real good. We could hear every time the leather was laid into him, followed by a loud scream from my son. After each john left I would inspect my property to make sure he wasn't seriously injured. But other than welts and bruises, he was alright. By the end of the night, I had $700 bucks in my hand. I gave $300 to Andre, since he was basically acting as a pimp that day. So I figured $400 for sitting on my ass and smoking was pretty good. We went into the bedroom where Cory just lay face down on the matress. His body covered in the marks of his abuse. His ass had severe welts on it, as did other parts of his body. Bruises covered his arms and legs, his face a dark red from repeated slappings, and the beginning of a black eye. He looked like a real roughed up prison bitch. But we weren't finished with him yet. We stripped off our clothes, my cock rock hard looking down at my fucked up son. I laid down on the matress and grabbed Cory, pulling his body on top of mine. With no effort, I rammed my cock up his cunt, it was so loose and wet. He just moaned as I entered him. Andre moved in on top of his back, and lined his cock up to Cory's hole, and forced it in next to mine. Cory just threw his head back and squealed at this new intrusion on his already ripped and sore hole. Andre just powered in, burying himself to the hilt, then started power fucking my son. I just laid there and let him do the work. "You like that boy?" I spoke into Cory's ear. "Tell me son. Tell me you love it. Tell me you are Daddy's whore. Thank me for your birthday presents." "Thank you Daddy," Cory panted, his mind and body too fucked up to resist anything. "Thank you for my birthday. I love you Daddy. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me." He just repeated that over and over. I knew I totally owned him. Andre must have fucked him for 20 minutes before he blasted another load in my son. As soon as he pulled out, Jamal took his place. Cory's hole offered no resistance, accepting the log right up his trashed out hole. Cory just moaned and begged to be fucked more. I grabbed his head and planted my lips on his neck, sucking as hard as I could. Soon I left a dark red mark, and moved to a new spot. I bit down, breaking the skin and tasted blood. This sent me over the edge and I started fucking his pussy hard with Jamal. Soon we were both dumping two more loads in my sons wrecked mancunt. 22. That's at least how many loads my whore took that day. Watching later what I had taped was so hot, watching anonymous men beat and fuck my son, I couldn't wait to get it edited and online for sale. I knew plenty of sick fucks would pay well for it.

Part 3 I parked just down the street from my dealers brick apartment building in a sketchy neighborhood and followed my son as we walked to the front door. A telltale wet spot showed in the ass of his skinny jeans as my cum continued to leak out of his pussy. I smiled to myself thinking how much more he'd be getting soon. We climbed the stairs to the third floor and down a dark hallway that smelled of stale piss. I could hear a couple arguing in Spanish, followed by what sounded like a beating. We just continued to apt 3G and I knocked on the door. In a minute the door opened and a huge black man answered, his frame filling the entire entrance. He just looked my son up and down, licking his lips, and moved aside letting us enter. I pushed my new whore over to the couch and told him to sit, going into the bedroom. Sitting on a chair next to a small table sat my dude, Andre, weighing out bags of crank. "Sup man?" he asked. "Got my new whore out there waiting," I replied. "We still good for the deal?" "Fuck yea man." He grinned at me. "Haven't had fresh white boy in a while." He handed me two eight balls and I stuffed them in my jeans. He stood and we went to the other room. Looking at my son sitting there he said "Damn! You sure he's 18? Looks like he's 15!" "Swear to God! He's 18 today. He's ready for his "gifts". He's a little spun already, but I want him fucked up and fucked hard!" My Son looked up with fear in his eyes as I said this. "What's your name boy?" He asked. "Cory." he replied meekly. "Cory, rhymes with whorey," Andre laughed. "Which is what your Daddy says you are now." "Yes Sir." he replied. "All right Whorey, lets get started." Andre turned up the stereo while his gigantic body guard grabbed my son off the couch and carried him into the bedroom, throwing him down on the dirty, stained matress on the floor. They each placed ski masks over their faces as I grabbed my camera and started filming. Andres bodyguard, Jamal, held my son down while Andre tied off his arm, swabbed him, and stuck the point in, quickly injecting him with a .5 slam. Releasing the band, Cory threw his head back and started coughing. Before he had even finished, they had ripped his clothes off him and had his legs over Andre's shoulders with his hard cock lined up at his hole. Andre's cock was about 10 inches with a fat P.A. on the end. Spitting on his cock, he rammed it into my sons pussy, ripping him open even more. Cory wailed at the pain while Andre buried himself all the way in. "Oh fuck that's some tight, wet, white boy pussy!" Andre yelled. "Oh fuck were going to wreck you bitch!" Tears streamed out of Cory's eyes as Jamal held him in a headlock and Andre pummeled his hole. "Fuck yea! Look at that red oozing out. Were gonna rape you good you little whore! Gonna make you beg for more! Fuck yea! You're gonna beg for us to breed you with our toxic cum!" That was my sons birthday present, to get fuckin knocked up. I wanted my whore to take any cock he was sold to without question. I knew these two would get the job done. Andre just kept up the hard fuck on my son and Cory eventually stopped crying. Soon he was moaning and begging for more. Andre gave him all he had while Cory's eyes rolled back in his head and gibberish spewed from his mouth. After 20 minutes Andre was ready to flood the cunt with his dirty seed. "Tell me you want it whore!" He demanded. Tell me you want me to breed you. You want my dirty poz load!" "Please," Cory begged. "Please give it to me! Please!" He gasped. "Give me your poz cum!" That sent Andre over the edge and he filled my son with his dirty load, pumping him so full it seeped out and down his balls. He pulled out and they quickly flipped him over on his stomach. Without missing a beat, Jamal got on top of my son and lined his even larger cock up to Cory's hole. That fucker had to be at least 12 inches, and also had a large P.A. "Tell me what I want to hear bitch!" Jamal bellowed. "Fuck me!" was all he had to say. Jamal rammed his monster right into my sons hole, not pausing, not caring about the further tearing of Cory's cunt. He buried himself to the hilt as Andre held a bottle of poppers under Cory's nose. Cory took several large hits, then just went kind of limp. Jamal pulled all the way out, then slammed himself back in balls deep. Grabbing Cory's black hair he yanked the boys head back as he raped his hole. Andre shoved his cum and blood covered cock down Cory's throat and fucked the boys throat, choking him. Cory just flailed and bucked as the two big, black cocks took control of his body, using it for their pleasure alone, not caring of any discomfort they were causing. After at least 30 minutes of non stop spit roasting, Jamal buried himself deep in my son and filled his brutalized guts with his load of toxic cum. Pulling out, Andre shoved his cock in Cory's cunt and pumped a third load into my son. When he pulled out I got a close up of Cory's wrecked hole, stretched open and puffy, his rosebud oozing pink cum. The men cleaned themselves off in his mouth and everyone just kind of collapsed. "Happy birthday son." I whispered in Cory's ear. "Welcome to your new life."

I take all the trolls.

Background: I am a happily married whore who is addicted to cock. I am 27 and fit. Hairy otter bod. While my husband goes to work, I get fucked by random guys that I meet online usually on Grindr or Scruff or most commonly A4A. I have been pretty careful to make sure that I always get fucked with a wrapper on so far. I'm writing now because a "friend" of mine who I have not had inside me for over three years because he is in a monogamous relationship himself (with another top) just texted me saying it was his birthday and he was coming over to my house to come rape me raw and drop a load inside me. It's his birthday! How can I say no? I'm lying here lubed up. He will be here in another 20 minutes. ..

Hey guys, I am mystified and would like to understand the reasons why guys want to be poz'ed or want to catch other diseases. I'm a critical care nurse and often take care of people who have the diseases that some on here "chase" and/or want to catch and I want to understand the reasons why. I personally hate it when I get sick in any way, even just a cold, and would like to understand. Thanks for sharing.

A stressful week usually meant one thing for Brian: a huge cock up his ass to calm things down. As he made his way home from work, he stopped at the local bar for a few drinks before heading down the sleazy part of Smith Street where the famous Club 80 was located. Club 80 was the sex club that changed many a man's life, changing bi-curious straight guys into gay men, and negative men into positive. Tonight would be no different. Outside the street bustled with people enjoying Friday night, and as it was midnight, people were starting to head home as the bars and restaurants closed-up. It was a full moon: the sky was painted with stars and the light summer breeze rushed through Brian’s hair as he adjusted his cap to hide his identity. Quickly entering the Club, Brian paid the entrance fee and the clerk behind the counter handed him a packet of condom and lube. Brian walked quickly past the lounge area and made his way to the corridors where all the action occurred. The club consist of separate rooms, glory holes and dark mazes (where anything could happen). A man caught Brian’s attention and, without hesitation, Brian pursued the man, eventually ending up in the dark maze area where he continued to follow the man into the shadows, where a strong hand caught him, and began to caress him from behind. “I’ve been noticing you for quite awhile now, boy,” murmured the man in a deep, soothing voice, which reminded Brian of the Sirens luring the sailor at sea. The man moved his hands slowly down and grabbed Brians’ seven inch, fully erect cock, while the man's other hand pressed a small brown bottle under Brian’s nose. Unknowingly in the dark, Brian took a deep breath. The man pushed Brian into a half-bend, and, without any introduction or lube, a finger was pressing inside his ass followed by something hard. It was a cock. A huge, juicy, eight inch cock was trying to break into his ass. As the man initiated the action, Brian fumbled with the condom he was still clutching, but the rush of the poppers got to him, and he dropped the packet as the man pulled Brian’s hips backwards and entered him. Slowly. One inch at a time. Balls deep. Raw. The sound of the club’s music thudded loudly throughout the venue, but neither it nor the darkness, nor the thin walls could mask the sound of men fucking. “This can’t be happening”, thought Brian amidst the fucking. Brian hadn’t been fucked bareback before and he hadn't planned to starting that night. He tried to pull away but the man pulled him closer and again passed the bottle under Brian's nose, commanding "Breathe." Brian complied. The rush raced through his body, and his ass relaxed, welcoming the man's cock. “Going somewhere?” asked the man as he pulled Brian yet closer. Using one hand to grab’s Brian’s hips and cock and the other hand to bend Brian still lower, Brian was essentially locked into place and couldn’t escape. The man thrust into Brian's ass a few more times, and then stood still as he unloaded his toxic stream of hot cum into Brian’s ass. “Hope you like the gift” and with that, the man buckled-up and left into the darkness, leaving Brian with streams of cum leaking from his ass. Confused and tired from the fucking, he dressed and left the club and, a few months later, after successive tests at the clinic, confirmed his status change to HIV positive.

Dark black skin, muscular, handsome. Packing a thick 8" BBC. He cruises the popular men's rooms at university and once bent me over the toilet in a stall and barebacked me. He pulled out and came on the floor, a huge disappointment. About a week ago he messaged me and asked if I wanted to meet up in a nearby men's room. I go to the far back stall, and he arrives a few minutes later. He slid his legs under the stall until his BBC was pointing straight up at me. I lubed up his cock with some spit, then sat down on his cock, taking all 8 inches at once. He began to fuck my hole vigorously. I reached back to feel his cock sliding in and out of my hole. So hot getting plowed in a public men's room! He slammed in hard and held that position. I could feel him shoot his load in my ass. When he pulled out, a huge amount of cum poured out of my hole. I licked up what I could. Then I fingered my ass to drain out even more and licked my fingers clean. He messaged me later to say it was a 5 day load.

What are your opinions on these. I've previously not really been much for them, but recently i've seen some that really show exactly what a guy is packing. It might be more the exhibitionist in me...plus the slutty bottom that wants to see exactly how big the cock is that will be up me soon.

Ditto this. It is complicated. I'm not into pain, but find myself drawn to getting spanked when I watch some of the porn. Not sure I'd enjoy the reality as much as I enjoy the porn though lol, and I suspect that is true about at least some who chase? The other side of the coin is "gifters." I was cruised by a guy once who wanted me to come to his house and get bred. As we were working out the details, he told me he had a new toy he wanted to use on me first. When I asked him what it was, he didn't want to tel me saying I wouldn't want to do it if I knew. Finally he told me it was a tooth brush. I ended up not going over because I thought he might be wanting to poz me and that's why he wanted to use the toothbrush first... he claimed to be neg though. I know the risks I take being a bottom cum slut, but I still ask about status in a tiny attempt to protect myself. I don't consider myself safe, but I'm not purposely trying to catch anything. I get bummed even when I get chlamydia. I went years without ever getting sucked because it seemed every time I got a bj id end up with chlamydia... but I never skipped getting fucked, so I don't consider myself even safer because I don't want a disease, I just don't want one and don't understand those who do.

Part 6 coming soon....I think it may have some tag team fisting using cum as lube...what do you reckon?

It is "difficult to get into somebody's head and see why..." that's why I am asking :-). The point of this post/question is not to judge, it's an attempt to understand. As far as "caus[ing] very serious self harm," what is your definition of "serious self harm?" Does trying to catch a potentially deadly disease qualify as "serious self harm?" I took care of a patient with hep C this week, I had to give him 2 units of blood because he was bleeding from his esophagus, a side disease caused by cirrhosis of the liver that results from hep C. That seems serious to me.

Fantastic story; hope for a sequel with lots of piss

nope... not really into the heavy smells. love the smell of cum, but a dirty hole or really smelly groin or pits is a turn off for me. I love all those parts, but love them clean with just the subtle scent of the guy.

I'm getting quite a collection of toys... I end up buying them when I'm in heat lol. I've too have bought several things from FT, but really think they are overpriced. As a side note, I'm currently building a 3d printer and hope to be able to make some of my own toys :-). While I seem to be getting quite a collection, I'm more a fan of others having toys and wanting to use them on me than I am of using them on myself. The sexual sub in me doesn't feel that satisfied by fucking myself. With that said, I have a couple of dildos, one is a nice fat lifelike one with balls, definitely a stretcher and I use it with cum lube and take pics, most guys think it's a real cock. I also have a long, fairly hard cock dildo, recently using that for depth and getting past the second sphincter, but it's a little hard for my taste. I use that after using some anal beads, which are kinda cool for opening the second sphincter, but also a little small (only about an inch). Good for depth, not so much for opening. Last night I got turned on while using the anal beads and longer dildo and ended up ordering 2 colon snakes from FT. I used to have one of theirs, but it was too big for me (then anyway), so I gave it away. The ones I ordered last night: one is long but smaller diameter, more for depth... the second has balls every few inches on a colon snake... that looks pretty hot, we'll see. Also own a "rawdawg", hollow butt plug and 3 speculums, some electro stimulators and a prostate stimulator (battery is way to small). The above list is really toys I own, but wish a top FB would own and want to play with my hole with. I get really turned on by tops into hole play and ass opening. It's not that I'm so into opening my ass, otherwise I'd probably play solo more, it's the attitude and lust of the guy who is into doing it that really turns me on. Before I moved I had a FB totally into it and he is responsible for turning me into a bottom slut who enjoys ass opening. He groomed me and slowly developed that part of me, a process that was/is totally fucking hot. Since I moved, have recently found a FB who is into making a hole sloppy... he's kind of new at it, but pretty naturally inclined that way, if not developed. He's good, but uses my toys... which kind of detracts from the experience for me because it's not about the toys, it's about the user.

I'm curious too. As noted initially, I'm more intrigued by the idea of hypnosis than I am convinced of its uses. I go back and forth between seeing it as a valid science and agreeing with not_sure_bb (i.e. "it's all bs" lol). The edgy stuff on sites like "warpmymind" are a turn on, mostly because of the idea of it. I don't but much weight on it, but still think it would be a turn on if a guy tried using something like that with me... kind of pushes the sub button in me.

for all you other folks....the bareback pledge is back on line at www.barebackpledge.com. not a lot of content there yet...but working on that. take the pledge...then take the plunge.

So I'm curious as to what your perception of your thought process was during all of this. Did you really think you were James Bond? Or did your brain come up with a way to "excuse" your acting as the hyptonist suggested (perhaps by laughing at it inwardly and telling yourself you'd go along with it "just for fun")? Or perhaps you don't have any memory of it at all?

mmmmmmmmmmmmmm thats how id wanna get it up my cunt

I am a cycle commuter and I've fallen in love with a prostate stimulating plug- it seems small but it aims directly at the right spot. Narrow flat base... Slip on my cycle shorts and take the bumpy roads!

Agreed. My fav site. Thanks for your work!

Jockstraps. That is all.

Monogamy is great, because only when you are in a "faithful" relationship you can experience how Hot it is to cheat!!

I just took a big ass load in Austin from some 20-something guy from BBRT. This thuggish looking, tattooed white dude came over after a few words online. I got to my knees and started sucking him per the order he sent via text on the way over. He was a grower - small at first but then long and rock hard with a crooked head pointing towards the ground - perfect for throat fucking. After about 10 minutes of sucking and choking on his tool, he pushed me doggy style on the bed and started fucking my front hole. My ass was locked tight at first (clearly I need to get fucked more) but he pried it open and plunged right down to his balls. He dropped a massive load within minutes, and left without saying a word. Now my ass feels so full that my body wants to push it right out and I can feel it dripping down my crack onto the hotel sheets. I love being a well-used hole.

Absolutely hate thongs on a guy regardless of what kind of body he has. Way too feminine for my tastes. Get a jock strap, some tightie whities, or even boxers would be better. Butt naked is always hot.

All I'd be saying would be, "Mmmppphhh! MMMPPPHHH!!!" as I got spit-roasted by anybody and everybody there. Oh, and I'd be giving two handjobs at a time too.

I fucked a couple of guys at Toronto Cumunion last night but it was kind of a drag overall. The first guy was ass-up in his room; I never saw his face but he had a nice tight twinkish body. I fucked him for a while; he felt good but not as tight as I like it. When I looked around there was a crowd watching at the door so I tagged out to the next guy in line and went back on the prowl. Unfortunately I didn't really connect with anyone else for quite a while. Then just when I was about to give up, I saw this cute cumslut boy I've fucked a couple of times before. He was chilling on the be u by the darkroom; I stepped up and gave him my cock to suck for a minute before he told me his ass was sore but he wanted to get fucked in the gym. He sat back in the leg raise machine and it was the perfect height for me to pole his hole. He didn't last long before he came all over himself, which is what happened the last time I fucked him too. Hopefully next time I'll find him earlier so i can give him a real ride and fill him with my seed.

Read the updates - fucking hot. I hope this will be me one day.

Zach I’ve been feeling crappy off and on for the past year, I may even be the source of an epidemic in my small town. I graduated last May from high school and will soon be heading off to college, where I will no doubt, begin a new round of infections. I’m 19 now and I’m a total slut, pig, whore whatever you choose to call me, oh and I have a taste for daddies I think my obsession with older guys started when I was doing competitive swimming as a youth, the coach would play us video tapes of athletes like Marc Spitz and Greg Louganis to train us and to give us inspiration in our swimming and diving, I was glad the warm up pants were a bit baggy as I always ended up with a raging hard on. I also guess that is when I internally started realizing and accepting I was gay although I kept it to myself. Now I have always been athletic although I really don’t like sports all that much other than swimming, wrestling and weight lifting. I have kept myself in shape and have proven to be outdoorsy, hiking, camping, and generally being at home in the outdoors, doing activities. I remember back when I was in my mid tens going camping with the family, including my Uncle and his boyfriend and I overheard my uncle talking “so when do you think he’ll come out?” they were talking about me of course. Now my family is pretty liberal and being gay isn’t a big problem with them, but I still stayed in the closet till just before my eighteenth birthday, when I finally decided it was time. Their reaction was “so, this is a revelation” coming out to my parents was easy. Coming out to my best friend since fourth grade was more difficult for me at least, his reaction was “so I’m straight but this doesn’t change anything, our bromance can continue the way it always has” he said with a wink and a smile. On my eighteenth birthday we were buzzed from some really good bud and I leaned over and planted a wet one on his lips, he returned the kiss and we soon were into a hot make out session for about 5 minutes before he pulled away “ok, that never happened, it was the weed, and it won’t happen again” I was a bit crushed but I knew what he was implying, I headed home to my surprise birthday party and pretended I was surprised, I got some cool birthday presents, but the one that piqued my interest the most was getting my own tablet, no more having to share with my sister and brother. As the festivities wound down I retired to my room and proceeded to set up the tablet complete with hidden profile, password protected of course. After getting things set up I connected to the internet and googled “raunchy Gay Sex” picking a site I began watching hardcore porn, the first one showed a guy surrounded by several other men taking a cock in his ass while the other men jerked, pissed and feed him their cocks. I was excited and intrigued, that was how I wanted sex. I spent a good portion of my free time jerking to different videos over the next week, after school I would rush to my room and lock the door, pull out my tablet and put on dirty movies. About three weeks later mom was reminding me not to plan anything for the following weekend as my Uncle was getting married to his partner. I was hoping that being a gay wedding there might be some hot gay guys who might fulfill my fantasies. The day of the Wedding came, and I adorned a black tee shirt and a blue and white striped dress shirt to wear over it unbuttoned so I would look cool. My family and I arrived early and there were a small amount of people mingling and then I spotted him, a handsome daddy bear about early 40’s apparently helping out with the preparations, was taking pictures for my mom so I tried not to be too conspicuous about cruising the guy, but I stayed within eyesight of the daddy. As more guest arrived it became a little harder to cruise him but easier since I was able to get more picture, which allowed me to get closer to him until we were standing next to each other, we exchanged polite small talk, enough to find out he was indeed helping the wedding coordinator and was a friend of my uncle. I noticed he visited the bathroom frequently and I began developing a plan to get him alone and in a compromising position. I handed my mom the camera and headed to the small bathroom, locked the door and pulled up Facebook on my phone, I clicked on my Uncles partner’s page and scanned through is friends to see if the hot daddy was listed, there he was, my heart was pumping and I was hoping he was interested in younger guys. The ceremony was short and sweet, even though I was on the opposite side of the room I kept the daddy in my sights. There was a short break while photos were taken, papers signed and such then the grooms were ushered in to start the buffet line. Soon the whole party was focused on food and drink, lucky for me my family choose a table where I could see him clearly, I went for seconds, and then back for more, after all I’m a growing youth. The second time I came back for more I noticed he got up from his table , but didn’t grab his plate to refill it so I slipped into the bathroom, and stood behind the partition that separated the sink from the toilet. I wait and hoped he would come in, I heard someone push open the door, I peeked as they were latching it, and it was him, he stepped to the sink and quickly washed his hands, as he dried them I stepped out and pressed myself into him, our lips met and he was soon returning the kiss. He protested a bit saying that there was our friends just on the other side of the door, and that he really had to pee. This was my chance I sat down on the toilet and took his semi hard cock into my mouth, I was living out my kinky fantasy, he asked me if I was sure, I nodded and his stream began to flow into my mouth, it was acrid and sweet at the same time. My cock began to get rock hard as he finished pissing in my mouth, I undid my pants and fished it out stroking it as I started giving him my first real blowjob, I had practiced on vegetables and hot dogs and such but this was the first real cock sliding down my throat, I gagged a little and when I had him all slobbered up I quickly stood up and turned around, directing that throbbing piece of meat at my unlubed and virgin hole. I pushed back and the head breached my opening, fireworks of pain shot through me, he grabbed my hips and held me still. At first I thought he was going to pull out, but then I felt his cock twitch the slid another inch in the back out then in again a little deeper, the pain began to turn to pure pleasure as he did this one more time then slammed his cock into my grasping hole. He began fucking me in earnest and had to put a hand over my mouth to help keep me quiet. He pumped me hard I could feel myself getting wetter then I realized his precum was flowing into me, then he grunted and flooded my gut with his seed. His slow gyrations stated up again and he started a new round of thrust hitting my prostate repeatedly causing me to shoot my load onto the toilet seat cover which then puddled into small lakes of semen. He pulled out with a plop and I bent over and slurped the puddles of cum up, presenting my ass to him which he then feltched eating some of his cum from my hole, I turned around and took his slimy cock into my mouth and cleaned off the mess my ass had left there. I stood and kissed him, taking in the taste of my ass while sharing the cum and juices which were still lingering in my mouth. I slipped him my name, number and e-mail and hid behind the partition again as he slipped out the door. I exited a few moments later, returning to my family with a full gut of cum, stopping at the buffet on the way to grab a slider to hide the scent of the sex on my breath. We exchanged glances back and forth but no one was the wiser of our tryst. I left shortly after the cake cutting with my family, riding in the car I could feel cum slowly oozing into my underwear, I was hoping it wouldn’t make a spot in my jeans. Upon arriving home I rushed ahead of my family upstairs and into my room stopping in the bathroom for a quick evaluation of my rear, my shorts were sticky with cum and ass juices along with spots of blood. As I got to my room, without running into either sibling I locked the door and pulled out a small plug I had purchased a few days before, running it up and down my crack to lube it with cum that had escaped then shoved it into my hole, my sphincter gripped the invader by the indent in the shaft, thus sealing my hole from further leakage, I threw on a clean pair of underwear and a pair of basketball shorts and headed downstairs. After watching television with the family for a couple hours I headed back to my room and pulling my used pair of boxers to my face took in the scent of daddies cum and jerked off, falling asleep shortly after blasting out my load. A few days later I was hanging with a buddy at school, and my best friend came by and greeted us both, and the three of us began walking towards the gym and locker-room, they were both on sports teams so I walked them to practice. As they changed into their uniforms I noticed that there was a new assistant coach wandering through the locker-room. I inquired and they told me he was the new assistant coach just out of college. He smiled at us as he passed by, I smiled back and excused myself from my friends, I followed him back to his small office “Err um coach I was just curious if you might have some time to talk” “Sure, what sport you interested in” As he turned around I grabbed my crotch and winked, the hot coach stammered then walked over and closed and locked the door. Coach began rubbing my crotch as I leaned in and began kissing him, I soon had the hot young coach on his back and was pounding his hole with my 7.5 inch stud pounder, I was soon filling him with my 18yo teen boy cum. After having sex with the hot young coach, his boss looked mighty hot, although he was a little more work to get him into my pants and me his. About a month after the wedding I came down with a flu which kept me out of school for almost a week. As sick as I was I still wanted our weekly meetings with each coach flip fucking with the older one and pounding away at the younger one’s sweet mancunt. Three weeks later we were in the final games leading into the playoffs and several players were getting sick with the flu, the coach had been ill a couple weeks after me and so it went the epidemic started and I decided I should lay low for a bit, especially after going over to the next town where nobody knew me and purchased a home HIV test kit. After using it to test myself I put the numbers together I had been infected at the wedding, I in turn infected both coaches who were fooling around with several of the players, who were also banging their girlfriends and boyfriends. I also infected my best friend when we were buzzed one night I talked him into fucking me then I fucked him in return all before I tested. So now my little home town has had an outbreak of HIV and health officials are baffled since no one is talking about who they fucked or let fuck them

My last poz fuck was about three months ago. Met a top guy online, and I happened to have the place to myself (bf was away). It was 3:00 a.m., and he asked if he could come around and fuck me. I was hardly awake, but agreed. He duly arrived, had a nice cock - not overly big, but thick - and a fine set of balls. His 'pits were also bushy and hot. Without talking about status, we got down to business, and it wasn't long before he was deep inside me, fucking me as if his life depended on it. I loved every minute of it, and wondered when the inevitable question would be asked. Sure enough, he was getting close, and then: "Can I cum inside you? I'm poz!". "Just DO it!", was my simple reply. The next I knew, he had unloaded a good amount inside me, and left his dick in there as he collapsed onto my back, sweating and kissing me as I turned my head to accept his mouth. Once recovered somewhat, he told me he was poz, not on meds, had a high viral load, but was healthy. I told him it was OK, especially as he expressed some kind of remorse at having "taken advantage" of me. I placated him, by asking if he wanted to fist me (he's VERY in to that). He withdrew his dick, lubed up his hand and lower arm, and inserted it into me, slowly at first 'til I had fully opened up, and then more deeply (I think he got up to mid-forearm). He slowly massaged his cum into my guts as he moved his arm back and forth inside me, finally withdrawing it and then began punch fisting me. I was moaning for as much as he could give me. I came onto the sheets under me without even touching myself. We then lay together on our backs. His arm had been a little smeared by the deeper parts of my innards, but neither of us was squeamish, and he simply inserted his fingers into my mouth and I sucked them clean for him, also tasting cum. I had no regrets, and it was erotic, stroking him and playing with his nips and chest hair, often with my face buried in his sweaty armpit. Around 5 o'clock, he told me he needed a piss, and I informed him he needn't get up to relieve himself; I took his now flaccid cock into my mouth and drained his bladder. He left a little later. During the next week, when I was home alone, he visited me four more times, and we had repeat sessions of the first time, but usually in the mid-evening instead of at stupid o'clock in the early morning. With the bf returning, I wasn't able to be visited anymore, and my poz fucker was only temporarily in the vicinity, so there's been no more toxic play since then, but I hope I will see him again one day. Other than a major dose of stomach 'flu a few weeks later (which EVERYone seemed to have had, anyway), I've had no symptoms of anything, but given his "sky-high viral load", who knows what is going on inside me. I'm not interested in being tested just yet. Perhaps it's foolish, but somehow the unknown turns me on greatly (any advice, guys?). I just hope I can meet up with him again soon. Oh, the bf and I don't have sex anymore, so there's no danger of infecting him.

I saw this guy a few times at the supermarket. I don't really know him, but he is straight, 38, 5"8, slim maybe middle eastern guy with ink. And he seems wanna have some fun with me. So I followed him to his place, thinking he would fuck me, if only 'cause I don't top very often. When he saw my cock he said "You're pretty big." "Stop, or I'll fuck you," I replied, suspecting he wanted me too. And so I was right. He didn't produce a condom, but presented himself. I waited a few seconds then I slid into his virgin hole. I could sense he was in pain, but I didn't stop. In truth I didn't want to stop, but after a while he said he wanted to take a break, but I kept fucking him, all the harder now 'cause I noticed his cock was fuckin' hard. I ended-up fucking him for ten minutes, after which he made me stop. I knew he didn't want me to cum in his hole, but I did.

There is no way to average how many guys it takes to get gono. It's like how this message was played out in the 90's movie Kids. Ever see it? Basically two girls who are friends decide to go get tested for STDs together. One had been very promiscuous and was very nervous about being tested. The other was not so nervous because she had only been with one guy. Well, it turns out the promiscuous girl tested completely disease free, while the other girl received the bad news that she was HIV+, just from her one encounter. Moral of the story, it only takes one person to do the trick and you never know who or when it might happen. A few summers ago, I tested positive for syphilis. I hadn't been with that many guys in the months before that. But, since I found out I am poz almost two years ago, I have been way more uninhibited and have played with many more guys and always bareback. I haven't gotten a single bug in that time frame (knocking on wood now). So in short, there is no average. It's just ONE guy to do the trick.

just one guy to get any of them - just needs to be the right one I get so horny when I have an std more so than when im chasing bugs

Time to ram it home. After several repeated sessions of coating Ram's chest, abs and even neck with my raw unmedicated poz cum, it was again time push his limits. When he asked to come over the workout, I told him I already had. The next day he asked again and this time I told him I was busy and would have to skip out. After a third rejection, he was getting antsy and asked "Did I do something wrong?" "Why would you think that?" "You haven't worked out with me for a while." "Rambo, it's been three days. Hardly 'a while'. "Yeah, you're right, I'm ...I'm just checking." "No, you're just horny for my dick, aren't you?" "Yeah, well, I can't lie. It's definitely fun." "You like me covering you in poz cum, right?" "It's fucking hot, man. You and your cock are amazing." "Come over tonight." "I can't. Joseph is here." "Make an excuse. I've been dying to lick that pretty ass of yours." "Fuck, okay. I'll be there." The cheating mode was already in him: the need to go even further. Tonight was going to be the night I had my way with him - completely. The hours rolled around, and 1:00 AM arrived faster than I expected - and as it did, Ram appeared at my door, clearly nervous. "How'd you get out?" "I waited till he fell asleep. He's kinda a heavy sleeper," he replied, adding "but I probably can't stay long." "Then what are your pants still doing on?" I asked as I pulled him into my arms, pushing my tongue behind his lips. He let out an almost girlish moan. I grabbed the small of his back and with my free hand explored his pants, only to discover Ram wasn't wearing underwear. His determination to cheat made me instantly hard so I kissed him harder, practically tongue-fucking his throat. He continued to moan while my mouth covered his and he dropped his pants and kicked them away. My finger sought-out his lightly fuzzed crack and rubbed his tight stud hole. "You want daddy to eat this hole boy?" I asked finally coming up for air. "Fuck yeah" he replied, mesmerized by the prospects. "Fuck yes daddy." I repeated "Fuck yes daddy" he said twice more while I growled and rewarded him with another deep kiss and he moaned into my mouth. "Get on the fucking couch boy and show Daddy your stud hole." He practically jumped on the couch on his knees wrapping his arms on the head rest and pushing his ass back. I took a moment to enjoy the view Then I dove in, grabbing each of his tight stud ass cheeks, pulling them apart to reveal that lightly furry hole. I ran my tongue from bottom to top around and repeat. "OHHHHHHFUUUUUCKKK," Ram moaned. I licked then sucked then chewed then licked again in rhythm, over and over, playing Ram like the instrument he was, using his moans and whimpers and words to create a masterpiece of sound that was his slow descend into betrayal - and soon after every inch of my deathly poz cock. I continued to suck chew and lick and slowly pull back on his hips until finally I was carrying him by his hips tongue fucking his tight hole, still so tight from lack of use, (stupid Joseph for not paying more attention to the fuckhole), leaving Ram face to face with my swinging dick while he did a handstand on the couch. Then I felt it: his warm mouth wrapped itself around the head of my dripping poz cock. He moaned as he sucked on the dirty precum, even knowing full well the danger, knowing full well that he was betraying the boy he loved. Not, of course, knowing my viral load was much higher than it would generally be after a two week lapse in meds. We 69'd for a few more minutes until I let him down and escorted him to the bed room. He jumped on all fours on the bed as I fed him my dripping cock, watching him choke until I pressed a small bottle of poppers under his nose and ordered him to sniff. I could feet the high run through his body as the warm of this mouth increased and he slobbered ever so much more. I let my hands run over his back, and slid a single finger into his wet hole. Slowly but steadily his hole opened, up, so I pressed him to take a few more hits of poppers, and sure enough his hole was then able to accommodate not one, but three fingers fucking his hole Pulling him up from his knees I embraced him and kissed him roughly. Then I rolled him on his back while biting his chest abs shoulders nipples all the while spitting on my rock hard nine incher, rubbing it on Ram's hole, murmuring "I want you so bad, Rambo." "I want you too." "I want to fuck you so good." "Fuck...." "I want to make you moan." "Yeah...." "I want to feel you cum with my dick all inside you." "Fuck, Daddy." "Fuck yeah. Daddy wants to fuck his boy." "Fuck, Daddy." "You want Daddy to fuck you, boy?" "Fuck, yeah, " he replied, his eyes locked on mine, even as he knew his next decision would be a milestone. I kissed him hard and deep, and urged him "Let Daddy fuck his boy good." "Fuck yes, Daddy." "Say it." "Fuck me, Daddy." "Say it, boy!" "FUCK ME DADDY!" I rubbed my hard precum covered cock over his hole and started to apply pressure. Ram went rigid and I bit him and licked his neck and body rubbing his back while my slimy death stick pressed in on him. He squirmed and growled and exclaimed in pain, but I continued applying pressure, and finally my cock head popped into his hole. His entire body arched and spasmed, but I held tight, sliding in inch by inch, diving ever deeper into his body. Ram looked up, his eyes and mouth wide open, staring at me, staring at the ceiling, willing me to tear into him. He tried to yell, but could only manage a high pitched grunt, and then his head would fly back and then he began shaking from side to side. Thrashing slightly until finally my balls rested on the curve of his ass, my full poz filled cock buried in him. He looked at me, pulled me close and kissed me and I returned the kiss with equal ardor. "I'm gonna fuck your brains out boy." "Yes, Daddy." "I'm gonna give you the fuck of your life," I stated as I flexed my cock inside his body, enjoying the sight of his his eyes widen and head shake Again he grunted "Fuck me, Daddy!" "This is poz dick inside you, Rambo." "Fuck!!!!" He ran his fingers over my back, striving to pull me in even deeper. I leaned close to his face and reminded him "I'm full of poz cum Rambo" "Fuck I know, I know I know." "You like me to fill you with my poz load?" "Fuck yes...fuck yes, Dadddddddyyy." "Daddy wants to fill your ass full of poz cum tonight," I again reminded him as I pushed forward and began slowly and softly pumping his hole. "Fuck Daddy." He was staring back at me looking at me and holding me. "You gonna let Daddy fill your hole up?" "Fuck me, yes, Daddy." "You gonna let Daddy fuck you full of poz cum?" At this point I began the rhythm that would lead to my orgasm. "Yes, Daddy fuck yes fuck yes fuck yessssuhhhhh." "You love poz Daddy fucking you, don't you?" "Yessssssssssssssssssss." "Say it." "I love poz Daddy fucking me." "I...Love....It...Fuck...Me...Uh....Fu...ck...Me...Fu...uh..ck...Meh.....Fu...ck. Meeeeeeeee...." I began to pile-drive his ass. It opened up quite nicely, which enabled me to fuck ever deeper, ever harder, especially as his juices (and my pre-cum) rendered his hole wetter and sloppier opening and opening to accept the full length and girth of my cock. "Joseph never fucks you this way, right?" He looked at me, suddenly remembering the man he had until now blocked. So I repeated myself, determined to drive home the message: "Joseph never fucks you like Daddy, does he?" "No." "So, you like Daddy's dick more than Joseph's dick, don't you?" "Yes, Daddy." "Say it, boy." "I love Daddy's dick more! I love your daddy dick more. Dadddddyyyyyfuck I love your dick more." "You're a cheating little cum whore, Rambo." "Yes I am "Your hole is for poz cum," I declared as I reached-over, grabbed his cell phone and positioned it right over him so I could record my raw dick sliding in and out of his hole, revealing the red and white a pink of his freshly fucked up hole as well as his writhing body and expressive face as he moaned in delight as I fucked him. Having him fully in my control, I demanded he "Say it for the camera, Rambo." "I'm a cheating whore. I love poz cock." "Joseph never fucks you like this." "Noone ever fucks me like this." "You love it, don't you, cumslut." "Yes, I fuckin' love it, Daddy!" "I'm gonna cum Rambo. I'm gonna cum in your hole." "Please, cum in me, Daddy!" I placed the camera right in front of both of us to see both our faces leaning in kissing as i shot cum string after cum string into him. He moaned and groaned as the fucking continued. I stayed rock hard holding his hands so he couldn't jack off fucking his cum filled hole. I flipped him to his back, I fucked him against the wall, I fucked him with him laying on top of me. Finally I fucked him again, this time his legs in the air. His eyes were so far in the back of his head he was nearly foaming at the mouth. For good measure I spat on him a few times, even as I withdrew my dirty cock, wiping myself on his lips and face. When we finally stopped I had blown three loads in his hole and I could fit four fingers in with virtually no resistance. He slept for a good five hours. When he woke up we briefly made out, and then he hobbled back to his car. His phone had died from the recording but we both knew Joseph would be losing his mind. He left while still trying to come up with a viable excuse to give to Joseph, but I was already working on the second phase of my effort: Joseph. God knows hes gonna need some TLC.

Agreed. I much prefer ALL the loads I take delivered deep till my cunt overflows & starts running down over my balls, cock & down my legs for the next fukkr to use as lube

Although I anticipated Joe would breed me next, Mark had a different plan, explaining to the two of us that Joe would have to wait, that he, Mark, was determined to convert me. So each night, for several weeks, night after night, Mark drilled his poz cock deep into my aching, utterly consumed hole, torturing my ass with his amazing cock until I would end-up begging him to blow his hot poz seed into my body. In particular I recall one night when Mark commenced our session by blowing on my ass lips, instructing me to pucker them, and then rimming my hole, his tongue a sort of magical key that could open even the strongest lock. Slowly he would tongue-fuck me, deeper and deeper with each thrust, taking full advantage as my hole gradually opened. Moreover, as Mark had been chewing some mint, when he spat on my ass lips, the sensation was both cool and oddly warm, with the result my lips would relax even further, mentally preparing me to not only be penetrated by his poz cock, but also preparing me for certain conversion. In the course of our play sessions Mark enticed me to open myself to more debauchery, occasionally suggesting “All in good time your hole will be pozzed, but first we need to expand your level of experience in the realm of pleasures.” I was putty in his sick imagination, and as he rubbed his glistening cock head against my awaiting hole, he would prime me further, asking “How does that feel, boy? Is your hole getting hot?” Hot didn’t even come close to adequately describing the sensations that were permeating my hole. It was virtually on fuckin’ fire, and I told him as much. “As it should be, boy,” he replied, withdrawing his cock, and donning a leather sheath which, when lubed with some special lubricant, he re-inserted his cock into my ass. Somehow I found myself wondering if the lube contained paprika or chili powder – at least those substances would explain why my hole was absolutely in heat. Damn, my ass was burning with a level of intensity I didn’t know one could experience, an intensity which I properly or improperly decided derived from the fact that Mark’s cum was laden with HIV, a virus I had come to love with an irrational passion. “Sir, plant your seed deep in my ass! I need to be converted by your toxic cum. It’s gotta seep deep into my wet, fired-up ass walls.” Grinning, Mark could not be persuaded to release his seed, and tortured me saying “Not yet, boy, we’ve gotta cool down the fire that’s burning in your hole.” His suggestion made sense. My ass was virtually inflamed with desire, no, the need to satisfy Mark’s cock. And, of course, my ass needed Mark’s toxic cum as an ointment. Yeah, I needed it bad, but Mark had his own agenda. He inserted himself and remained there static, commenting “I can see you have never been pissed fucked." "No, Sir, but my hole is definitely on fire, so do what you’ve gotta do,” I replied. With that Mark initially hesitantly, then with increasing vigor, began to release his piss into my ass, definitely extinguishing the fire, even as he filled my colon, which in turn excited me in a new fashion as the pressure of his piss began to pleasure my ass in an unexpected fashion. Damn, my cock was so hard I was stunned. What an experience! I found myself wondering why had I never before explored piss play? Well, after Mark had emptied his bladder into my hole, he ordered me into his shower, telling me to move quickly, where, once we couldn’t do any damage, he ordered me to expel his piss so it flowed onto his body. Man, what a relief! Afterwards we cleaned-up a bit, had a smoke, and I wondered what was next, particularly since I was utterly fuckin’ horny as I had not yet cum, but Mark had his own pace, and succeeded in causing my erection to subside by repeatedly (and lightly) slapping my cock with a small leather tasseled whip. His magnificent cock, of course, never subsided. After all, he was the Alpha male. Now ready to resume, we moved into another dimly lit room, where a sling, red-ensconced lights provided an earie cast, and floor to ceiling mirrors, as well as additional large mirrors anchored into the ceiling, created an aurora worthy of the Marque de Sade. Climbing into the sling, Mark efficiently bound my arms and legs with an experienced touch, as in the mirrors I could admire Mark from all angles, and, of course, see much of my body. A sense of utter gratitude possessed me: I knew this time I would get pozzed, and sure enough, as Mark swung me ever so slightly to and fro, tapping up against his erect cock so his cockhead nudged my ass lips, which gradually enveloped him, slowly, with each swing, my hole opened wider, and Mark’s cock correspondingly slid deeper and deeper into my body. As was his normal practice, each time his cock breached my hole Mark asked “What do you want?” There was only one possible answer: “Your poz cum, Sir.” Looking deep into my eyes, Mark surprised me with a new tact, answering “Then we need to ensure your hole adequately prepared to feed my poz cum.” Withdrawing, he produced a small brush, a toothbrush, in fact, and tortured my hole until the brush head showed pink with my blood. “We’re almost ready,” he remarked, adding “watch in the ceiling mirror as I prepare myself to breed your hole so this is a successful breeding.” Following his instructions, I watched as Mark used a small, cylindrical, sharply spiked instrument to lightly pierce his erect cock in several locations until his blood oozed forth in a surprisingly erotic image. ‘Fuck,’ I thought, ‘this is amazing. What an image: Mark is dressed in full leathers, his cock dripping with blood. This time it’s gonna take. I know it will’. Now apparently satisfied, Mark again approached my ass, and slid his bloody, hot poz cock into me, pounding my hole with a diabolic frenzy. Looking into Mark’s lustful, all-consuming eyes, I repeatedly begged “Mark, please, please, plant your poz seed in my body, and let your toxic virus feed on my blood!” Wordlessly, Mark loosened the cod piece which had kept my cock under control. Almost instantly I sprung to a full erection. Smiling with genuine pleasure, Mark leaned over and kissed my raging cock, tenderly remarking “This will certainly be your last neg load.” “Oh fuck yeah,” I grunted as he pounded my hole, “that’s what I want. Poz me, Mark, fuckin’ do it, man. I’m tired of being ‘negative’ and wanna be special, just like you!” No sooner had I made my confession than his cock head hit my prostate one additional time, and I blew my load of neg cum all over my abdomen as well as Mark’s crotch. Mark also crossed the line of no return and blew volley after volley of hot, toxic sperm into my raw ass – the culmination of our combined intentions. As we slowly came down, we both smiled in mutual satisfaction, each completely convinced this time would work, that our mission was accomplished. The post lude? Well, life went back to seeming normalcy, until a few weeks later I came-down with an unseasonal bout of the flu, which when tested, proved to have been the fuck flu. I was now poz. I made it a point to see Mark, and he responded to the news by taking me into his arms and giving me a big hug and deep kiss, announcing “You are now part of my family, so let’s celebrate this coming weekend! It’s time for the seed of my poz brothers to also take root in your body, and I know Joe is up for the task. Yeah, Joe will be the first of many, boy." “Bring it on,” I replied.

I just got over gonorrhea and proctitis. Miserable lil bug but a bug none the less. Being a disease trap comes with the territory of being a true cum dumpster. Enter at your own risk but don't leave until you've cum first.

2. The Surprise I woke sometime around two in the afternoon to Rick pressing his cock back into my nearly recovered hole. I moaned as my hole once again stretched around his impressive girth, the cum from the previous times he had fucked me lubricating his shaft as he sank into me. Once inside of my Rick wasted no time, and was soon hammering my hole with ruthless efficiency causing me to cry out with lust. I am not normally a screamer but Rick’s powerful fucking forced yelps and moans out of me like no one had before. It didn’t take long this time for the load to boil up in Rick’s balls and soon he was grunting and bucking like an animal as he added another load to my already well-filled ass. “One for the road,” he growled into my ear as he came inside of me. When his cock had stopped twitching he pulled out and rolled out of the bed. “I’ve got some shit to do, so much as I’d like to spend the day breeding your hole… I’ve gotta go,” he said as he moved towards the door. “I’ll show you out,” I said covering my disappointment at seeing that magnificent cock go. “Don’t worry about it. Go back to sleep. Get my number from Austin and let me know when you wanna get plowed again.” Then he was gone. I laid on my bed for a long moment, naked on my stomach, my stretched out cummy hole facing the door that Rick had left open again as he exited. I went back to sleep. Several hours later I woke up again to the sound of a new voice in my room. “Damn,” the voice said, “Who wrecked your hole?” It took me a long moment to place the voice. But before my eyes were fully open and I had looked over my shoulder at the speaker I knew it was Austin. I suddenly remembered that the door to my room had been open and that the way I was laying on the bed my cum covered ass was clearly visible. Austin smiled at me a little oddly as he took in my compromised position. Knowing what I did now about Austin I found myself seeing him in a new light. He was still a tall thin twink, but I took note of the well defined abs, the incredibly hairy pits, sweet pink nipples, the narrow but dense treasure trail that led down into his skimpy yellow underpants. I noted too just how well the basket of those underpants was filled out. “Seriously,” he pressed on, coming further into the room, “someone did a number on your ass and left a shit load of cum behind. I had no idea you were suck a fucking slut, let alone a cumslut.” “I’m not normally,” I said, shifting in the bed and covering myself with a sheet. “So who dumped all those loads in your hole?” I hesitated for a moment and then said, rather sheepishly, “Rick.” A strange series of emotions played across Austin’s face so quickly that I couldn’t place all of them; but I’m certain that surprise, anger, jealousy, and fear all flashed by before he settled on lust. He rubbed his crotch through his yellow briefs and I could see that the healthy bulge was beginning to swell. “Why are you covering yourself up man,” he asked coming even closer. “You liked getting railed by Rick didn’t you? Well I’ve got something I think you’ll like just as much.” With that he practically leapt onto the bed straddling my pelvis. He lent forward and kissed me roughly. My cock quickly hardened again as I began to explore my roommates trim body with my hands. Our kiss was short lived though as after only a couple of minutes Austin broke away and said, “I have to get my mouth on that ass, flip over.” I did as I was told and kicking my legs apart Austin spread my cheeks and started to devour my ass. He lapped up the cum that had leaked from my hole and pushed it back inside of me with his tongue as he desperately tried to penetrate my hole as deep as he could with that same organ. Much like our kiss though this joy was short lived as soon I heard rustling and felt Austin shifting about behind me. Soon his mouth left my hole but his hands remained on my cheeks, I felt something warm and hard press against my hole and knew that it was his cock. Without saying a word Austin steadily pressed his fat raw cock in side of me. It was not quite as long as Rick’s but it certainly was as thick if not thicker. I whimpered into the pillow as Austin came to rest balls deep in me and started to kiss my neck. He started out slowly, sensing that my hole was still a little worn to from my night’s escapades but soon worked himself up to a feverish pace. Soon Austin was panting as I moaned into the pillows in front of me, and sweat dripped from him falling onto me. He was not going to last long, that was quickly obvious, but his cock was tugging at my hole as it stretched me wide in such a magical way that I wasn’t about to complain. “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he groaned as he bottomed out in me and his cock began to throb. As his orgasm rocked through his body he leaned forward and kissed the back of my neck. “I’m sorry I didn’t last longer, I’ll be ready to go in a minute though.” He started to rock his hips forward and back slightly, “But feeling all those POZ loads in you I couldn’t resist adding my own to the mix right away.” “What,” I said, my ass clenching around his cock in shock, “You’re POZ?” “Yeah,” he replied sounding a little confused, and then after a moment, “So is Rick. I thought you knew and that’s why…” “Oh fuck,” I said, “I had no idea.” “I’m so sorry,” Austin said, moving to get off of me. As his cock started to slip from my hole I realized I didn’t want him to stop. I had six loads of POZ cum in my hole… there was no changing that so I might as well enjoy the cocks that put it there. I reached back and grabbed his hips, pulling him to me, and shoving his cock back inside of me. “Where do you think you’re going mister,” I said. “But I’m…” “At this point it doesn’t matter, so how about we stop talking and you get back to plowing my hole with your fat POZ cock.”

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