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Part 4 The doorbell rang and I went to answer leaving the twins on the couch. They were totally lost in each other, making out, feeling each others hot bodies. I don't even think they noticed when I returned with my best friend Joe. Joe was a sexy dude, 40, blond and blue eyes, just a little shorter than me with a swimmers build, and a nice 7 inch cock. He was my partner in crime when we'd to out. Our goal was usually to pick up some young twink and fuck the shit out of him together. And we usually succeded. But even he wasn't prepared for the hot site of the twins together on the couch. "Fuck dude!" He said, I can't believe you did it!" "Never underestimate the power of ole T!" I laughed. "They're ready to be slammed my friend, in more ways than one!" Joe laughed as he stripped naked while I retrieved the rigs. Brodi looked up at him with a glazed horny look and asked, "whose that?" "My best friend," I answered. "Don't you worry. You boys are in for the time of your life tonight." I told Joe a group of our friends were coming over soon, so lets get them ready. I handed him one rig and we approached the boys. Pulling them apart,we sat next to them on the couch. "I've got a special treat for you guys, this is another way to enjoy what you smoked earlier. And it's going to make you feel real good." The twins didn't say a word as we each took an arm and banded it. We swabbed and inserted the needles, getting a flash, then pushed the plunger. Then we released the band's. Like the mirrors they were, both boys went ridged and coughed hard a few times, then both melted into the couch. "Which one do you want first?" I asked Joe. He just grabbed Brodi and placed him on the floor on his hands and knees. He grabbed the plug and yanked it out, eliciting a low moan from the slut, then rammed his hard dick in the boy with no mercy. Brodi's head flew back in extasy as he cried out, "Oh yea man, Fuck me, FUCK ME!" I went to unlock the front door and left a sign telling my friends to just come on in, the twin cumdumps were waiting. After all I didn't want to be continually pulled away. I returned to see Brodi getting fucked with no mercy, and loving it. Benji sat there looking a little jealouse, but he'd get his turn. "Oh fuck!" cried Joe. "This is some amazing pussy! Best I've had in ages!" Brodi just grunted as he was deep dicked. I couldn't stand just watching so I grabbed Benji and did the same thing to him. Both boys were getting pounded as the guys started showing up. It didn't take long for things to get crazy. The twins were fucked in every conceivable position non stop. Dicks were in their asses and mouths, pounding them and breeding them. They just begged for it. Begged for more cock and more cum. They were insatiable little fuckboys. The guys especially loved it when the twins would make out with each other as their pussies were stuffed with cock. I even had the pleasure of giving Brodi his first double fuck as Joe and I slid our cocks into his sloppy, cum filled cunt. He just bounced on us, his eyes glazed and half closed, his head flopping around, while he begged for more. It felt so good to seed him with my best friend at the same time, two cocks filling him deep. His brother was getting double fucked at the same time by two other guys. When they had dumped their loads in Benji, I grabbed Brodi and shoved his face into his brothers gaping wet hole. "Eat that ass!" I commanded him. " Suck out all that cum! You like that, don't you slut? You like eating you brothers sloppy cunt?" Brodi just moaned in lustfull agreement. I think he was my favourite of the two. Since he was the more dominant of the pair, I took extra pleasure in debasing him more. The Fuck fest continued till the wee hours of the morning, till noone had any cum left in them. It had all been deposited in the twins. It dripped out of their well used asses, and dried onto their faces and chests. But their cocks were still hard. I told Benji to Fuck his brother for the guests, Fuck him like the Slut he now was. Benji grabbed him and threw him on the ground. Grabbing his legs, he rammed his hard cock into his brothers cum filled hole. "Take it faggot! Take my cock!" Benji shouted. "Whose the boss now, bitch? Your bro is fucking you like a whore!" Brodi just moaned and beat his hard dick while he took his brothers abuse. Benji went ridged and dumped his load into Brodi as Brodi shot his own big load, hitting Benji in the face and chest. Without being told, he licked all of his cum off his brother, then cleaned Benji's cock when he pulled out of his cumhole. After the guests left, I sat on the couch and held the boys. "I'm proud of you boys. You were a big hit tonight! You are now officially my fuckboys. And I have more to teach you. We're going to have a great summer!" As they drifted in their post sex haze, I attached chastity cages to their cocks, so they wouldn't be able to fuck without me around. Gotta keep an eye on my boys!

Part 3 I left the boys for a moment while I was texting and getting "fresh" sodas. The responses started coming quickly, 18 year old twins are a rate find, and soon I had 12 of my buddies coming over in a little bit. Handing them their new drinks, I also popped a little blue pill in their mouths. A freshly loaded pipe was passed around, and my boys were loaded and hard. I grabbed Brodi and pulled him onto me, sitting him on my cock as I layed on the carpet. Like a good slut he moaned as he slid down my veiny cock, setteling his pink pussy into my pubes. Then I grabbed Benji and pulled his ass to my face. He sat down on my tongue and I licked and sucked the cum out I had deposited in him. Both boys moaned as their cunts were being put to use. I pushed Benji forward into his brother, and the twins started kissing each other deeply. I didn't want to miss seeing that hot show, so I pushed the boys off of me. Benji fell back onto the carpet and I guided Brodi between his legs. "Fuck your brother." I whispered in his ear. Brodi spread his twins legs and lined his hard cock to the waiting hole. Benji let out a deep, guttural moan as his brother slid his cock into him. He wrapped his arms and legs around Brodi, pulling his cock in deep and locking his mouth onto his brother. Brodi went into overdrive, pounding his brother frantically as they made out. Fuck it was so hot watching the incest taking place right in front of me. I couldn't help but think they had been wanting this for a long time, and I had finally freed them up to fufill their desires. Brodi just pounded the shit out of Benji for at least 15 minutes before he pulled his mouth away. "I'm gonna cum bro! Fuck yea! Take my cum!" He shook and twitched as he pumped his load into his brother. Benji just begged him for it. "Oh god Brodi! Do it! Fuckin cum in me bro!" He pulled Brodi as deep into him as he could while he took his brothers load. When Brodi had finished, I pulled him up and laid his chest on the couch. He was still breathing hard from his orgasm. I just grabbed Benji and pushed him up to Brodi's waiting ass. "Fuck your brother man!" I ordered him. "Fuck him like he fucked you!" Dazed in drugs and lust, Benji rammed full force into Brodi, grabbing his hips and riding him hard. "Take my cock bitch!" He yelled at his brother. I was surprised at the dominance coming from him. "Take it bro! TAKE MY FUCKING LOAD YOU BITCH!" He pumped his brother full and collapsed on his back, licking Brodi's ear as he drained his load. Pulling out, he turned Brodi over and the boys started kissing furiously. I just smiled as I watched, knowing what I had awakened in them. As they made out, I pushed a plug into each of them to hold in the cum. The plugs popped in easily. "All right boys, the night has just begun." I told them. "The real party is going to start real soon!"

Part 2 Friday finally arrived, and I had big plans for the twins! After tonight they would be my little fucksluts for the rest of the summer. I knew once I had them hooked in they wouldn't be able to refuse hard cock, mine, or anyone else's. And I had plenty of party supplies on hand to guarantee my success. They came over as planned for another "movie" night, and I was just in my underwear as usual. Instead of beer this time, I handed them glasses of soda and told them there was booze in them. Of course it was G that was in their drinks. We settled down to watch 300, which I of course picked for all the hot practically naked men. Soon the boys were getting loose and relaxed, and I noticed, erect in their shorts. Time to introduce the big guns. I brought out a glass pipe I had preloaded with a hefty load of shards. "You guys ever had T?" I asked. "No man." Brodi said, rolling his head toward me. "What's it like?" "Dude," I said, "if you thought weed was great, this shit kicks its ass!" I lit the pipe and melted the shards till it started filling up with white smoke. Holding it up to Brodi's pink lips, I told him to suck. He inhaled it deep, and coughed a bit. Then I held it up to Benji and looked deep in his eyes. "Suck boy." I told him, and he took a big hit, and coughed like his brother. I sat between them and passed it back and forth, from one pouty pink mouth to the other. Each boy had 4 big hits before it was empty, their blue eyes turning glassy and black. I had them. I let their first rush settle in a bit, while I casually rubbed their hairless thighs, eliciting light moans from them. I could feel the sexual heat building up in them as I moved closer to their cocks. Benji grabbed my hand and placed it right on his hard dick. "Patience boy," I said to him. "All in good time." I knew they thought I was going to suck them off again, but little did they know what was truely in store for them. I stood and replaced the movie with a nasty gay porn from T.I.M. Soon the tv was filled with images of hot bareback sex. I loaded a fresh pipe, and took the first hit myself. Turning to Benji, I placed my mouth on his and pinched his nipples. He gasped and instinctively inhaled as I blew in his mouth. I slipped my tongue in him, meeting no resistance. I sucked on his tongue and pinched his pink tits for a minute as he melted into me. Taking another hit, I did the same thing to Brodi, again, meeting no resistance from the supposedly straight boy. We all hit the pipe a few more times till it was gone, the boys flying high. "Do you like?" I asked, already knowing the answer. "Fuck yea," said Benji, "feels amazing!" "You ain't felt nothing yet!" I said, pulling his shorts off. "You thought a blowjob was great, feel this!" I rolled the naked boy over, chest on the couch, legs hanging down, and spread his ass cheeks apart. There before me was a perfect pink virgin hole. I shuddered as I dove into it, digging my tongue deep into him, eating his pussy. He just moaned and pushed his ass back on my face, getting as much of me in him as he could. Damn he was going to make a great fuckboy! I pulled off him, and grabbed his brother, putting him in the same position, ripping off his shorts and diving into the identical match of the pussy I just ate. Brodi groaned as I gave him the same treatment, getting his hole nice and juicy. It was all I could do to pull off of him, but it was time for the next step. "Don't move boys!" I said as I got up and retrieved two needeless syringes, inserting them into the twins simultaneously, pushing the plungers, releasing a hefty dose of T into their asses. "This will burn a little, but then it will feel so good!" As they got higher, I started fingering their holes. Soon they were taking two fingers each, and begging for more. I couldn't wait any longer. I grabbed the lube and chose Brodi first. Since I knew he was the more dominant of the two, I wanted him to take my cock first. I grabbed some poppers and held them under his nose. He inhaled several times, and I knew he was ready. I pushed my head into his anus, and it just popped right in. I held him down while I slid it all the way till I was buried. "Oh my God!" He yelled. "Oh fuck! Take it out please!" He begged. I just stayed buried in him. Grabbing his nipples I started to Fuck him while I pinched his titties. Soon his begging for me to pull out turned to begging for me to fuck him. I slammed his sweet hole while his brother watched him. After 10 minutes I pulled out of him and moved to Benji. I gave him poppers and slammed my cock in him hard. He howled out in agony but I didn't care. My dream had come true. I was fucking the Baxter twins! And it was everything I had hoped it would be! Benji was soon moaning and begging for more, just like his brother. I knew I had two hot sluts in the making! I pulled out, and rammed back into Brodi. He took it all, moaning like a whore. I went back and forth between the boys, stretching their cunts, pounding them deep, until I couldn't hold off anymore. "Tell me you want it boys!" I demanded. "Tell me you want me to breed your cunts!" Both boys begged me for it, each one desperate to take my load. I gave Brodi the first couple squirts, shooting deep in his guts before pulling out. Then I slammed Benji and unloaded the rest of my big cumload into him. I pulled out and looked at my work with satisfaction. I had done it. The twins were mine now. My spunk in both their holes, claiming them as my cumdumps. I grabbed my phone. Time to introduce my new sluts to my friends! Awww foxboy, you're my new best (slutty) friend!

Note: Everyone in this story is meant to be above the age of consent. Back in highschool, the first time I really had gay sex, although I fantasized about it and read a lot of gay porn stories, the first time I was fucked up drunk and on downers after a party. One of my friends, who was rumored to be gay, starts to massage me, and I just acted like I was asleep, but he may have known I was faking. I let him take off my pants and underwear and go down on me and also lick my ass. I started moaning then, I figured fuck it. He swiveled around so his cock was in my face while he sucked me, and at first I was like, I'll receive but I'm not giving and avoided it, pretending to still be drunk and out of it. He held my head with both hands and forced his cock in my mouth so fuckit, I started sucking it. Turns out I was a natural deep-throater. After his cock became steel-hard he pulled off and laid on me. He was really into body contact, and he laid out full on me, rubbing our hard cocks together, sucking and biting my nipples, which I got into immediately, then he started sucking and kissing my neck and ears while he kneaded my butt cheeks and rubbed my ass deeply right next to my hole on both sides and I knew what was coming. I masturbated fantasizing about sex with men, but I didn't consider myself gay, to where I'd be romantic with a guy or fall in love or make out with him. Just concentrating on his cock and ass seemed less gay somehow. Anyway, again, he wasn't having any of it and he held my face and quit acting tender and just jammed his tongue in my mouth. Again, I said fuckit. I was into making out, I loved girls and I was a randy teenager, so I just went with it and it kind of cool to be on the receiving end, he was very aggressive and rough and kissed me hard and almost choked me with his tongue. Meanwhile, he had been rubbing my pussyhole until I relaxed, then fingering my ass with lube he had, first one, then two and finally all four fingers pushed into me like a slot. I was still all fucked up and with good barbituates you feel no pain, a friend of mine on downers broke an ankle and didnt realize until the next day, so I could take a cock up the ass easily. He held a jar of poppers under my nose and forced me to breath them deeply, first one nostril then the other. I became instantly insanely horny for cock up my ass, all my muscles down there went slack, it felt like my balls were hanging a foot below my ass and my boypussy just opened up like a flower. He didn't even break the kiss as he positioned himself then pushed it in, not really slowly, he didnt back off and just pushed and pushed, first missing my hole and pushing like he was trying to drill me a new asshole. I reached down and spread my cheeks with one hand and guided him in with the other. At first it seemed like it was blocked or something my ass was so tight, but all the sudden I let go and it pushed all the way in. The weird thing wsa the rim of my ass burnt and hurt, but inside it was fucking incredible. It was like I had an itch deep inside and the only thing that would satisfy me was his cock, and I spread my legs wide and pushed my hole hard against his groin trying to get him as deep as possible. Long story short(er), he fucked the hell out of me 3 or 4 times that night, came in me repeatedly, I sucked the ass and cum off his cock each time and I became his regular fuckboy. I was dating a girl and didn't have a car, he used to drive us around, take me to a secluded place so we could fuck while he watched us in the rear-view, then drop her off and drive me back to the same place and fuck me in the back seat on my back so we could make out or leaning over the fender. Once I was jacking it and came all over his car while he fucked me. Another time a car full of teens (who luckily we didn't know) drove past while he was fucking me bent over the hood of the car and they drove by slow and gawked at him riding my ass while I laid my upper body all the way down on the car and he laid his chest down on me, but they didn't stop or say anything. Maybe they were gay too. Anyway, he started picking me up in the morning to take me to school, he came early so we had a chance to stop at a nearby park, make out for a while then I'd suck him off and swallow. I wouldn't let him fuck me because cum has a way of working its way out of your ass, and I didn't need a wet stain of cum on the back of my jeans in school. However, after school was a different matter, his mom worked and we'd go there and suck and fuck like rabbits. None of my friends knew of course, and I had a girlfriend I was fucking. One time he remarked that I was the only truly bi-sexual person he knew. However, my sexual feelings were changing. All the fucking and making out I started to find I was developing feelings for him, although I still considered myself just someone who like gay sex, not gay myself. He asked me to start wearing girl's panties to school and I did, on gym days I'd wear shorts over them under my jeans so noone would see I was wearing panties. It had the affect of making me feel feminized and even more submissive when he fucked me. When my gf and I broke up (I had pretty much lost the desire to fuck her and thought about cock even while having sex with her) I didn't look for another and really got into gay sex with him, roleplaying and making sounds and whimpering and begging like a girl while he fucked me, playing rape games and taking spankings. He liked to use demeaning language like calling me a little bitch, faggot, slut, cunt, whore and telling me to take it up my faggot ass and making me beg him to fuck my faggot asshole etc. I got off on it. I told him how much I loved his cock and body and his very cute ass and he let me tongue his butt and bury my nose in his cockhair and even put my open mouth over his bush to suck in his scent, it drove me insane with horniness. During the day I'd sneak a finger up my own ass and smell his cum on my finger and go mad with the desire to masturbate. Sometimes we be out in his car partying and he'd have to piss and I'd get out with him and kneel down, look up into his eyes and take every drop of his briny, burning piss while looking at him lovingly and he looked back at me with contempt, holding my ears and jamming his cock to the back of my throat. As our sexual relationship started to mature into an actual romance we started going to drive in movies. He was into CD so I'd wear a bra and panties under my clothes, and as soon as we parked I'd take off my jeans and we'd make out while he felt up my titties under my bra. We kind of played I'd try to fight him off like a good girl but finally he'd be pinching and then sucking my nipples and feeling up my cunt in my panties while people walked by. I had long hair so they probably thought I was a girl with a flat chest. They would also walk slowly by getting an eyeful of this 18 year old slut (me), half-naked with her face in her bf's lap, sucking cock. It was too risky to fuck there though so we'd leave and go to the woods or his house and I'd leave the bra and panties on while he ate my pussy, pulling the panties to the side, then fucking me while pinching the hell out of my nipples under my bra and with my panties rubbing my asshole while he fucked me. One time his mom opened the door because I was whimpering and moaning and she just stood there for a few minutes watching. He was oblivious, I guess he had his eyes closed, but I looked over, it was light enough from the light in the hall I made eye contact with her and just kept moaning like a girl and telling him to fuck my pussy, and finally she walked away without shutting the door. After he came in me I went to clean up and get a drink and I was at the refrigerator with just his button up shirt on over my panties when she walks in. She out and out asked me if I enjoyed taking it up the ass and I said, yeah, it's amazing, you never tried it? She said she tried it once but had to stop because it hurt so bad. I said you just need someone patient to break you in, then it's great, for women or men. She lifted up the back of my shirt to see my panties, laughed a little. She saw the wet spot and asked me if I wasn't worried about barebacking. I told her I trusted her son and wasn't worried. She laughed dryly and shook her head and went back to bed. We fucked there all the time with no fear after that. At the end of my junior year, my bf was graduating and going off to college and he told me he had something to tell me the last weekend before he left (we had already agreed to start seeing other people since he was going to be out of state). I had been sick on and off all that Spring and he told me why: he was HIV poz and had probably intentionally infected me months before. The year before he and I had gotten together he had been a bottomboy and his junior year bf had bred HIV into his ass, so to retaliate he had become a stud topman and looked for a queer to pass the gift to, and I was the "lucky" faggot who got the prize. He suggested I consider switching to topping so I could break in my own slavepig. I told him "no time like the present" and forced him facedown on the bed, ripped his pants down and raped his long-unused ass. He barely fought back as he took my thick, unmedicated load with his own strain of HIV streaked through my cum. We kissed and fucked for the last time as I started my new life as a topstud stealther. That night I got a cock stud piercing so my cock would rip any ass I fucked. I already had my eye on an unpopular emo-boi who idolized me. I would offer to take him out partying that weekend and get him fucked up and horny. He would be easy to seduce and breed. My Senior year was going to be fun.

Live in a rural area and set up a private gloryhole now and then. Got a guy coming now. Anyone want to watch live on video? I'm rippofff on Skype.

12:40 I stood up with shaky legs, unsure if anything was coming next. It was just me and Kent left in Dan's house. And the residuals of the men there all night running down my legs. Dan broke the silence. Dan: "Can I ask you one more question for the video?" He smirked at me and I amused him. Andy: "Sure what is it?" Dan: "How do you feel now compared to the beginning of the night." Andy: "I feel fucking dirty man, now give me my fucking phone. There's no one else here now, you wanna try it with me alone?" He just handed over the phone fast. Andy: "That's what I fucking though. No way you're sending this to anyone." Kent stifled a laugh. I looked his way and we locked eyes. I just laughed because we were both just standing there naked and having no idea what comes next. Clark was the one who was making everything happen and he just up and left when he was done with me. Kent: "I guess it's time to go..?" Andy -small laugh-: "You fucking think?" I could only move so fast, but I did stumble myself throughout the living room to find my clothes. I put on my pants and my jacket and carried the rest out. I told Dan to fuck off and Kent escorted me outside. We walked to the drive way with an awkward silence, which he broke first. Kent -awkward laugh-: "I sure enjoyed myself." I just glared at him. Kent: "Sorry man, I thought you were good with all of that." Andy: "You think I'm fucking good with what happened in there?" Kent: "What? Didn't you want it?" Andy: "No! I just got the wrong address and walked in there tonight. They started all that shit!" Kent: "Oh fuck! Clark said you wanted to role play with us." Andy: "Fuckhead. That wasn't the case. Kent: "Shit, I'm real sorry." Andy: "Yeah well you did it too." Kent: "I'm real sorry." Andy: "Well, too late now. It's done." I felt cum dripping all down my leg. Andy: "Fuck. Can I clean up at your place? Is it far? I can't go home like this." Kent: "Yeah of course. It's not so far, just follow me." We drove a little while, and he was right, it wasn't far at all. I pulled up behind him. We walked up to his porch together without saying much, and then we got into the house, where he showed me where the bathroom was. I showered and cleaned myself up for what felt like an hour. I was so shaken and felt so dirty I just stood there for a little bit. I got out feeling a little refreshed but also a lotta sore. I walked through the house with just the towel around my waist since I didn't have any clean clothes. I found Kent in his pajamas, he looked freshly showered too. He had on some long pants and no shirt. He looked warm and comfortable, a little concerned. Kent: "You alright?" Andy: "Yeah, just. Can I wash my clothes?" Kent: "Yeah of course." Andy: "Thanks." We put them in the washer. I looked towards him. Andy -laughing-: "So can I stay the night?" Kent: "Yeah definitely, there's three spare bedrooms you can choose from." I hesitantly replied. Andy: "Can I-uh, can I sleep with you? I just feel really weird right now." Kent -smiling-: "Yeah definitely." We got into bed. At first we slept on different ends. I was still up a bit later when he rolled over and wrapped his strong arm around me, he was sleeping. I felt his breathing on my neck and the warmth of his chest on my bare back. I felt safe, and I fell asleep. 2:01 _________________________________________________________________________ Note from Mister23: I changed the format because I like this one more; it's neater and easier to keep track of things. Also, this is just like a middle part to the next part. This one kinda bored me, but it was necessary for the next one.

That's hot man. I really do love black meat. It took me a while but my buddy and I decided to try our first slam. We were hanging with a guy that we'd partied with before and he asked if we wanted a shot. My buddy said yes, so I said sure too. I was thinking of a G shot - had no clue it was going to be a slam. He leads us to his bathroom which I thought was odd since the G was in the kitchen, but figured they got distracted. The next thing I knew he was measuring out crystal and placing it in syringes mixed with saline solution. My eyes must have been bugged out of my head. We'd been smoking and did some G earlier, so my inhibitions were already down. It turned me the fuck on! We waited a few minutes to let the solution reach it's potency and he asked which of us wanted to go first. My buddy Scott volunteered (fucking slutty pig! lol) and I watched as he tied off his bicep and wiped the veiny area with an alcohol swab. Within a few seconds, the needle was in his arm and he was talking Scott through what to expect. He pulled a bit of blood back into the syringe and slowly began to inject the tina into his veins. Scott took a few deep breaths, coughed a bit - and exclaimed "HOLY FUCK!" a few times and darted over towards the bed. I followed him to make sure he was ok and I could tell he WAS. He grabbed at my cock and just fucking needed it. It was incredibly hot. He sucked me and I fucked him a bit and then it was my turn. I laid back on the bed and assumed the position. Scott kept looking at me and I could tell he was flying so hard and just waiting for me to lift off and join him. It was the most intense feeling I've ever experienced. I just wanted dick and ass and MEN. Scott and I fucked and watched our hot daddy buddy slam himself - and joined us in lift off. We fucked and played and stretched each others man-holes for the next couple of hours. Our mutual craving of big black cock kicked in and we prepared 3 more slams for us and started hunting ...

. . Can you see them now

use to fuck around with this total redneck, he loved to go to sleep with his fat soup can cock in my hole- I'd wake up with him pissing up my ass, so many times, cause he was a raunchy fukker and too lazy to get outta bed

Personally, due to porn being generally the same old same old actionwise, the audio is what gets me off the most. I wanted to start a thread where we could post videos that had really hot audio in them. http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=fn4su-g362- This one the guy breeds deep without pulling out and the talk back and forth is amazing. I've literally jacked off multiple times to this video. Also, don't spam the thread with talking about barebackerman, yes, we all know his audio is hot.

They were a perfect match, Benji and Brodi. The Baxter twins. Most identical twins try to differentiate themselves from each other, but not Benji and Brodi. They both had light red hair cut straight just above their bright sky blue eyes. Button noses perched above full, pink, pouty lips that created dimples when they smiled. And their skin was a creamy smooth paleness that covered their petite, slender, 5'7" frames. I had spent many times over the last couple of years jerking off while secretly watching the boys next door. This summer would be different. The boys were 18 now and had just graduated from high school. Just ripe for the picking. Their parents had left for the summer on an extended European vacation, leaving the twins home alone. And you know the trouble teenage boys can get into when left alone. And I was more than willing to help. My name is Dax. I'm a youthful 45 with thick, dark hair, brown eyes, and plenty of hair covering my muscular, 6' frame. Perfect Daddy material. My crowning glory was my thick, 8 inch cock with a bulbous head and huge veins running up and down it. It looked like an angry monster when hard. Perfect to breed some sweet boy ass. I didn't waste time starting my plan in motion. It started simply enough. First by inviting the boys over for beers and a movie one night, which they readily accepted. What boy wouldn't want to drink like a man? I made sure not to run the air condition so the house was a little warm, and I was just in my underwear. I also made sure to wear a pair of boxers that would gape open "accidentally" while we were chillin. After the first beer the boys shed their shirts and just sat around in their shorts while we watched an Adam Sandler movie. I had to try not to get erect staring at their smooth chests with large, pink nipples. After all, I didn't want to rush too fast and scare them off. I wanted them to trust me before I changed their world forever. A couple nights later we had movie night again. This time I wore a pair of white boxer breifs that outlined my cock perfectly. The boys took off their shirts right away and settled down with their "cool" neighbor with beer in hand. That night we watched a movie with lots of nudity and sex, and I started to up the ante and brought out my bong. "Wanna get stoned boy's?" I casually asked. "Fuck yea!" exclaimed Brodi. He was the more alpha of the two. "You are the coolest, dude!" I packed a nice fat bowl and we passed it around. As soon as it was gone, I packed another one. The weed and more beer had the boys loose and giggly. We got the munchies and pigged out on pizza and junk food while we put in another movie and bullshitted. Of course it didn't take long for the conversation to turn to sex. They already knew I was gay, and that didn't bother them. Kids these days aren't as freaked out by it, they all know gay people. I learned more about them that night. Neither of them were virgins, but had only each fucked one girl. The interesting thing was they lost their virginity together, in the same room, at the same time. It made me wonder what else the boys had done together. We smoked more weed and we were all as high as fuck. The boys started asking me all kinds of questions about gay sex. What was it like to suck a cock, or fuck an ass, or take it up the ass. I answered all their questions honestly, thinking how easy this would eventually be. All the talk about sex made the boys get hardons that they tried to discreetly adjust in their shorts. I decided to move just a little quicker than planned. Standing up, my own hard cock clearly outlined in my breifs, I popped in a porno. I made sure it was a bi porn for the first time. And I passed the bong around again. The boy's eyes were glued to the movie and they gently rubbed their groins. I just took my hard cock out and started jacking it. "Don't be shy boys. I don't know about you, but pot gets me fuckin horny! You don't have to be embarrassed about jerking off. It's natural, we all do it." "We're not embarrassed," said Brodi, pulling out his dick, "we jack off all the time. Kind of hard to hide when you share a room." Benji's eyes were just glued to my throbbing cock as he pulled his own dick out, not saying a word. Brodi's eyes were glued to the hot action on the screen. I was amazed how quickly I got these two sexy boys to pull out their teen cocks. And such pretty cocks, identical to each other, just like the rest of them. They were uncircumcised, about 6 inches, and leaked lots of precum. So sexy! I decided to push things further. "Have you ever jacked each other off?" I asked. "Yea," Brodi answered. "Its awesome to have another hand on your dick." "Yea it is," I said, "have you had a blowjob?" "No," said Brodi, "those chicks wouldn't suck us." "Pity," I said, lust taking over my mind, "they don't know what they're missing!" With that said, I bent down and engulfed Benji's cock, since he was next to me. He just gasped in surprise and pleasure as I expertly deep throated him. I furiously sucked him in and out, using all my best tricks, and very soon he erupted in my mouth, feeding me a big load of 18 year old cum. As Benji layed there in a state of extasy, I quickly dove on his brothers cock. Brodi was of course expecting this, and grabbed the back of my head, pumping his dick down my throat. "Oh fuck! That feels so fucking good dude! Oh my God! That's so much better than those chicks we fucked!" He too was soon pumping a hot load down my throat, mixing his twins sperm down in my belly. I pulled off and sat back, furiously jerking my own cock. Just as I was about to cum, I got the surprise of the night as Benji just leaned over and took my cock in his mouth. Oh god it was so sweet feeding that boy my load, and he did his best to swallow it down like I did. His brother just watched in amazement as Benji ate my cum. As we lay in a post orgasm haze, I half expected the boys to leave in embarrassment. But they just stayed, their spent dick hanging limp. I passed another bowl around, knowing our next meeting would be their true turning point.

Well here i was, 9PM friday night, relaxing at home with a bowl of fresh t id picked up from my dealer on my way home. I didnt fancy hitting the scene tonight so went onto Grindr to see if i could score a nice party. I hadn't been on 5 minutes when i got a message. Quickly checked the profile, 18 year old twink, not my usual type at all. "Hey Daddy, am also chilling at home, what you looking for ;-)" I sat and thought, was this kid parTying himself? "Not too bad kid, just kicking back with a smoke, yourself?" Not 30 seconds later "Not too bad thanks daddy, just been out with mates having some 420 and feeling buzzing now!" So, the kid was high on weed, made sense. "I see, what you looking for kid?" "I like older guys daddy, looking for some wank and suck fun" So at a guess closet gay or Bi, not done much, trying his luck. As i said dont usually go for twinks, prefer mid to late 20's (im 45) with a few extra pounds, this kid looked gym toned! Well i thought about it, when suddenly my evil side started to come out, Tina does this to me sometimes, either makes me a good sub or a nasty dom! "Well boy im looking for some fun myself, wanna come over for a smoke and stuff" With that i went to the kitchen to prepare some drinks, two cokes laced with G (one more than the other) and cranked up the heating. When i got back there was a reply "Hi daddy, sure id like to come over if i can sneak out ok, whats your address?" So he still lived with his folks, all the better! I quickly typed my address and my moby number, and waited. 15 minutes later my intercom buzzes, the voice at the other end sounds very high "Hi daddy its me!" I buzz him up. I heard the lift doors open, out he struts, typical teen skater punk, i quickly usher him into my flat, as soon as he's in i lock the door turn around ram him up against the wall and kiss him hard, initially resisting he melts into my arms like butter! Breaking off, i step back "wow daddy, that was hot!". We move through into lounge, it is by now red hot but he doesn't comment, just sits on sofa. "Want a drink?" i say moving to kitchen, not waiting for a reply i head back with the two glasses, making sure his is the right one. "Thanks daddy!" he says and gulps half down before tasting it, "god that tastes weird" he pulls a face. "Yeah cheap cola sorry, store own brand!" As he sits there i produce my Tina pipe and start heating it up, his eyes are glued to it. "Whats that, weed?". "No kid better than weed, maybe you'd like to try some?" I can see the heat and the G is taking effect with him now, his face is flushed and hes sweating. "Take off your shirt kid, or you'll boil up!" With a moments hesitation he does, i sit there across from him watching, blowing out big clouds. His eyes are still rivetted to my pipe, i move across to him, hold the stem to his lips, and start heating the bowl, when its ready tell him to inhale slowly, he too a massive lungful of that pipe, held it then blew it out without a cough. "That's smooth, can i have another?". Overall he took 4 hits before i said down next to him. "So kid, what you wanna do, what you done in past?" I ask. "Well mostly jerk and suck with mates, not done much yet, not out yet". As he's saying this i can see his eyes get moist and a glazed look, he starts sweating more. Wow thats some rush he pants, as he looks at me i lean forward and shotgun some more smoke into his lungs before giving him a long hard kiss, again, he seems to melt into me and this time i hear him moan. This is going to be fun! To be continued...

At a recent CumUnion, one bottom monopolized the fuck bench in the orgy room. Although he was laying face down with his ass up, he gave all the tops attitude, and even went so far as to push away one top saying "I don't take less than 12 inches." He pushed me away saying simply "Fuck off." He quizzed another top about his poz status. During the time I was there, no top got into his ass. So here's my question: when a bottom lies on a fuck bench in an orgy room, shouldn't he keep his mouth shut and take all cocks and loads up his ass?

If I can be a little self indulgent for moment, I'd like to share a link to the Raven's Eden Porn Awards. I'm nominated in several categories and am blown away. Some of the categories are a real stretch, like Performer of the Year, come on (but thanks to whoever nominated me for that!). But some of them I'd really love to win. Like Best Newcomer, Best Performer Blog, and of course, Best Creampie (though I'm not sure where I would display that one lol). I'm also nominated with fellow BZ bud Jeff Grove for hottest Male/male couple. I have to admit we do look good together. He's a hot man. Anyway, I'd appreciate it if those of you have jerked off to my videos over the last few years would take a minute and vote for me. A little recognition would mean a lot. I'm pretty tickled right now. https://www.surveymonkey.com/r/RavensEden2016

It was not that long ago. I met up with a friend who wanted to hang out. He text me and asks "Do you want to get together?" I said sure, I'm not doing anything. So he has me pick him up and we go riding. He says a few buddies want to chill; lets go to their spot...so I said Ok. Anyway, a little while later we get over to house to find the guys chilling in the living room with party supplies scattered about the table. Everyone is smoking weed and T and a guy is slamming. I felt real uncomfortable and I was anxious to leave but my buddy grabbed my arm and asked "Where are you going? I was like..." I can't hang" I going home. He said "naw! You can't leave me here. You said you wanted to chill. So I reluctantly stayed. Anyway, one of the guys on the couch. He was an older scruffy dom type. I would say about mid 40's brown hair, tall, thick, muscular. He was stripped down to just his boxers briefs and you can see the outline of a huge hung cock that was leaking a little. I kept eyeing him the whole time I was there. He offered to calm me down, so he shoved a bowl in front of me and said. "Try it. You'll relax. I said naw...I can't do that. After a while he offered to me again and I kept resisting until he moved closer to me on the other end of the couch. He gave me a bunch of compliments and said he liked me. I thanked him and he started rubbing on my chest and neck. It' felt so good to feel such strong hands touching me. I slowly relaxed and he offered me a hit on his bowl. I told him I never done any kind of drug, not even a single puff of a cigarette. He said that's cool. "I will take care of you" in the back of my mind I was like what the hell. I want you! So after he offered another hit I took a long drag off his bowl while he held the lighter up to heat the T. Shortly after I took a puff and offered me another hit and than another. I was feeling really good. He than pushed me to the floor right in front of his dripping cock. He said "suck it" I was like I don't do that. He than pulled his throbbing cock out. It had to be a good nine inches of thick italian cock. I began sucking and he said I'm going to fuck you up real good tonight. I was a little afraid of what that meant but he than ripped my closes off without me hesitating. He turned my ass towards him and said I am to open that hole up and make it relax. he a minute of waiting he took his finger and slid it deep into tight pink hole. I felt a burning sensation and I was like what the fuck. What did you do? It burns...He was like, naw it's ok, it's just the T that I inserted into your willing hole. I said what the fuck. I don't do this shit and said "your gonna do a whole lot of shit tonight. You will be my pig slut. I melted. I was thinking in the back of my head "this is what I wanted!" He than started to finger my hole real deep and slowly adding fingers and lubing me up oil. After a while of hole stretching, he than pushes me flat on the floor and props my ass up. He than slams his hung cock deep into my hole. He had no condom on. Part II coming soon.

I like Yuckboys live very much. It is my favourite now. Especially the one with tooken. Damn, he is one hell of a boy. Anyone have full length video link, the below one is 5 mins http://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph55bbebe21fbb9

This has been a really strange weekend of encounters and what I'm about to relate really happened. I had a fuck last night and one this evening which have had similarities. Both guys are fairly new to getting fucked up their arses. Early this evening I was south of Leeds and received this message on Grindr: "Discreet meet now I'm bottom accom not out free now" A photo was sent of a slim young guy. Yep, I thought, looks good. He went on: "I'm bi discreet not out home alone bottom accom" I replied, "I don't use condoms m8" His response: "I'm inexperienced just want to try to get fucked. Free to drive now?" I was and off to Morley I went. He told me the house was empty until 9. I asked if I should bring lube, he replied he had some. Arrived at a smart modern terraced house, the blinds moved and the guy came to the door. Now as I'm reproducing the grindr chat I see the photo he sent me was not actually him. The guy in person was actually hotter; a very hot Asian lad I would say in his early-mid 20s with a very trim body, tattoos, really nice cock, and one of those perfectly formed arses with small brown buns, covered in a light fuzz of hair. I could imagine him being a smart dresser with a girlfriend on his arm. He lay down on the bed on his front. I'd have eaten his arse out but he had lubed his hole. He sucked me a bit and then I got him onto his side and I lay behind him and pushed my cock up his brown puckered manhole. Was a little tight but we got there and I started fucking him. He found the position difficult so we changed to doggy. He then got up and staggered towards the wardrobe muttering about getting a condom. He then stopped and said, "Oh but you don't like condoms". "No, they turn me off I said". He then came back to the bed without getting protection. He admitted he had got drunk. He had only been fucked twice before and it had been too painful, so he had got himself drunk so he could take cock. Presumably both times before he had taken wrapped cock. I said he needed more lube, and the he went to an olive oil bottle, poured some on his palm, and lubricated my cock with it. He got on his knees and pushed his hairy buns towards my cock. I slid in and got a good rhythm going. "Have you cum?",he asked . No I said, I take much longer to cum. By this stage he was getting nervous about the time. I got dressed and left him lying with his well-fucked barebacked hole. Now we go back to last night, in Hull. Was on Fab Swingers and a 36-year-old bi-curious guy messaged me. "Wanna play x" "Yes", but again said I didn't use condoms. He replied: "I'm a receiver so make me your toy x" He sent his address and I turned up at am old house that had been converted into flats. He had left the outer door and flat door open. I walked in and saw no sign of anyone. I then walked down a hallway and found this slim guy lying face down on his bed; naked. A small but inviting arse was the focus of my attention. I stripped off and rimmed his hole, licking between his legs, tonguing his puckered hole, using my lips to suck out his asslips. I pulled his cock out from under his trim frame. It was generous in size and fat. I got to work on it with my mouth, and then back to his hole. Then he raised onto his knees and I pushed my way in. He had no lube, but my mouth had done its job and he was gagging for a cock in him. I gave him poppers. As I fucked him he kept asking for reassurance that I hadn't cum in him. I think it was the first time he had ever taken it bare as he was muttering,"I can't believe I'm doing this". Turned out he was new to getting fucked and had only experimented with men in the last year, after separating from his wife, with whom he had two kids. He said he felt free to try new things. He was stoned too, which no doubt loosened him up. Then rather bizarrely, after I got dressed, he said there was no rush for me to leave and he wanted to sing some songs he had written while playing on his guitar. I thought it rude just to leave and he clearly wanted company. He was actually very good. Told me he had a 16 year old daughter who he hadn't seen since he was two, he had been in prison, and sang songs of his life. Must say this was a first for me. I just had to write all this down as I don't want to forget the details. I really am struck by the fact that both these men, previously completely straight, desired to take cock inside them and get fucked by me, an older guy, bareback. Neither seemed to really desire the raw option, but were so turned on that they were willing to take it as nature intended. Of course alcohol and more had stripped them of their judgement to play safe. I wonder how they will remember their fucks. Worry in retrospect for getting fucked without protection, or will it ignite a desire to experiment more...

Guys I just looked at the voting form and I have to say, while I'm extremely flattered that someone would nominate me for Performer of the Year and for Best Body, I have to ask you not to vote for me for those two. First, I don't deserve either one. Second, Performer of the Year needs to go to someone who does this for a living full time. My vote would go to Antonio Biaggi or Dolf Detriech. And Best Body, please. I have an OK body. That one needs to go to someone with a body like Dolf, who works very hard at his physique. I would very much like to win Newcomer of the Year. Best Ass wouldn't be bad either lol. And Best Creampie, well...not sure where I would display that one but OK. lol. I would also like to win the one for Best Performer Blog, as I have spent a great deal of effort on my blog and would feel very good about accepting that one. Thanks for your support. You guys are the best.

Voted for you in all categories you were listed. Good luck!

Ok Tiger all categories accounted for, keep us posted on the results, rooting for you

not sure if my opinion means a crap, but in my view, those that use terms like sexually uninhibited are really fishing to find out what you are looking for...then they can decide if you match up. no doubt finding out about bareback preferences could be an issue to some of those folks. just be direct and say if you are of if you are not a barebacker......and then lets not judge either way.

Congrats. I voted for you, hope you win.

Young and full of cum maybe i will least i can do for these awesome storys

The sky is falling the sky is falling. Dude, you are being ridiculous. I barebacked as a bottom for over 25 years with hundreds of men and only got the virus three years ago. You thinking your situation is dire after only eight encounters is absurd. The virus is hard to get. Even if you fucked a positive bottom with a high viral load, you would have had to have blood contact in some way. True, it only takes one encounter, but stop with the dramatics. What you need to do is go tomorrow and get tested. Stop with the "probable acceptance" crap. Accept the truth when it becomes your reality. After you get tested, then you need to get on PreP and go fuck some holes. A premature ejaculator can be very popular in a gang bang setting where a bottom is taking loads. But, for now, enough: go get tested. You have nothing to accept at this point except that you are overly dramatic. Sorry if I sound harsh, but eight times topping bareback is nothing. GO GET TESTED TOMORROW.

Gone to sleep with cock in my ass with the guy laid on top of my back kissing my neck. Even better is waking up to getting fucked with a cock in my ass.

I backed off then, just to see his face. The glazed look was still in his eyes but there was a new one now, Lust. Well, lets see how far he wants to play this out "Mmmm you kiss well boy, making daddy hard". As soon as id said this his face flushed an he looked down at my crotch, then at the floor "Thankyou daddy" he quietly replied, god this boy was really into it! I gently took his hand and placed it on my hard dick, Tina always makes me a) hard, and pre cum heavily). With my other hand i took hold of his chin and pulled his face up to look at me "You gonna suck daddys dick boy, show him how good you are?". Fumbling with my zipper he slowly took out my cock, not massive, only 7.5 uncut but thick. He seemed to be a bit lost in a daze so i put my hand on the back of his head and pulled his head down, he opened his lips and took my dick in his mouth, trying to go balls deep in one go and choking himself "Wow boy, pull your lips over your teeth as well" Must admit he wasn't that bad for a newby, and god did it feel good to have this twink working my dick. Then the nasty side started coming out in me, gently at first but with increasing force i pushed his head down further until he strated choking, then pop, i felt my dick head enter his throat "keep breathing boy" i told him as he adjusted, then stood up whilst holding onto his head whilst forcing him onto his knees and roughly started fucking his throat. God this felt hot, knowing i had this twink at my power, knowing he was mine to do with as i wanted. I kept the skull fucking up for about 10 minutes then let him come up for air, pushing him back off my dick he fell back slightly and lay there panting and flushed. Time for some more t i thought, but i think we need to up the game a little. "Stand up boy" i firmly told him, the look in my eye then if nothing else convinced him to do as i said, quick as a flash he was stood in front of me. "Follow me boy" with that i turned and walked out of the lounge and into my playroom. Well i call it that, all it is really is my spare room with a sling frame in it. When i got there i dug out an old dirty jock left over from my last hard session, put it on the sling and dug out a leather harness, i turned to him (he had followed me, good boy!) and told him "Strip off your clothes and put these on, call me when youve finished and dont take too long". Without waiting for a reply i walked out and into my own room, i quickly stripped off and put on my leather jock, harness, bicep strap, boots and muir cap, slipping on and tying my boots to finish off. "Im ready daddy" i heard him call, he sounded eager and alert, my dick twitched in my jock. I walked back into the sling room, he was stood there waiting, in my hand i had another G laced coke, some tina, my pipe and some slamming gear. I dont slam often, tending to prefer smoking, but i do partake sometimes. "Good boy, now have another drink then get in the sling" he quickly downed his drink with only a minor grimace, then looked at the sling. God he'd probably never even seen one before! "Ok boy, stand in front of it, facing me, then lie back" nervously he did. "Right now bring your legs up" again he did it, after only a minor hesitation. I secured his ankles into the straps, telling him that they were there to stop him falling out (yeah, right!). "Would you like another smoke boy?" "Yes please daddy!" I could see the T was getting him hooked, he wanted to keep that buzz. "You've done well so far boy, keep it up and il have a treat for you" I lit up and as soon as the pipe was ready got him to have 4 big hits off it. The 2nd dose of G and the T he'd just had were really hitting his system now, his dick was no longer hard but he was really turned on, slowly i caressed his chest, then went to work on his nipples. Probably no onehad ever done this to him before, he moaned like a bitch on heat and lifted himself up to meet my biting mouth "Easy boy, not so fast" then i went back to work, soon i had him writhing in the sling, i backed off and he looked at me confused. "We've got hours yet boy, and ive so much more to show you" Then i pulled up a stool and took a good long look at his ass, best bubble but id seen in years, with just a light coating of fuzz, god this lad would have every daddy in a club lusting after him! Pulling apart his cheeks i dived in and started rimming him, if he thought me chewing his nips was good he wasnt ready for what this did to him, the groans and moans he was giving off would of woken the dead, i kept working his hole hard, loosening it up bit by bit, then decided to try a finger, at first he flinched but i ressured him and he opened up enough for me to work into him. "I wasnt expecting this..." he panted, yeah right probably expected a spliff and a suck when he turned up! "I know boy, but daddy's gonna show you" Little prick tease probably been trying it on all over Grindr. Whilst i was working his ass with one hand, with another i gently worked a nice tina shard out of the bag with the other, passing it upto my other hand as i quickly pulled out my finger, placing it on the tip before working it back in again. "Ow that stings!" he exclaimed, again i reassured him, telling him it was because he was so tight, as the tina melted and worked into his system his ass loosened right up, i looked at him maintaining eye contact, as the rush hit him he threw back his head " Fuck!". "Oh i will boy, just wanna make sure your ready for i" What he didnt know was i was also using my fingers to scratch his insides, as i now worked 2, 3 then 4 into him i could see red traces on them, i had already strated using j-lube on him to work his hole with. He now looked back at me with a worried expression "I've never been fucked before, im not sure....". "You'll be fine boy, you like how my fingers feel dont you?" He nodded. "Good, i think your ready for the next step boy, you like how the pipe feels dont ya?" He nodded again. "Well this will feel a hell of alot better, believe me!" With that i turned around and prepared two rigs, nice medium size dose for me and a slightly bigger one for him, picked up the rigs, strap and some swabs i turned around and walked around to his head, placing the stuff on a nearby set of draws. He looked at me nervously again "I dont do hard drugs..." he said, "Well kid what do you think was in that pipe, weed? Its Tina boy, crystal meth, feels good doesnt it". I could see his face become more worried, almost panicy. Dont worry boy, i wont do anything to harm you, i havent yet have i?" my voice intoned nothing but re-assurance. "Ok il do myself first, you can see what i do, theres no harm involved and you'll be ok". I then strapped my arm, swabbed a vein and put in the syringe, pulling back for a flush of blood, i then pushed in, pulled out the needle, undid the strap and held my arm above my head, a quick cough as the rush hit and i felt fucking amazing! "See boy, nothing to it!" He still looked nervous, but there was a look of hunger there too, the rush from the shard was lessening a bit "Ok daddy, but not too much, god i never do this kind of thing!" Yes i thought, tina does tend to do this to you, silly young fuck! Slowly i prepped him, talking him through it all, with only the slightest wince i put in the needle, when i pulled out and told him to raise his arm, i pulled off the strap and then the rush hit him, if he thought the pipe felt good this must of been fucking amazing. "God that feels good daddy" he was panting heavier now, i fetched him a glass of water and made him drink it down, dont want him passing out on me! "How does your ass feel boy?" "Different daddy, twitchy?" I moved back around to his ass, i could see it twitching, god he needed to be fucked. Slowly i lined my dick up with his ass, then started teasing his hole, rubbing over it then slowly pushing in a bit before pulling out again. "What do you want now boy" "I want you to fuck me daddy, i've never been fucked but i want it" He'd probably jacked himself off at night thinking about being fucked, suprised no one had got there first! "Ok boy but theres a few rules, once im in i dont pull out, i never use condoms, and i always shoot in the guy, ok?" "Please use a condom daddy, i dont like the idea of unsafe" Dumb shit, does he think he can tell me what to do? "I thought i was clear boy, when i fuck its bare only, if your not happy with this then get up and dressed and go home and dont bother me again" With that i made to unstrap his ankles, as i worked the first strap i saw him chewing his lip. "Ok daddy, i want to get fucked so bad, i dont know why but i do, and i trust you" God he really was naive, little bit of chems and a stranger and he was offering them his hole. Gotta love twinkies! "Right boy, but any more of that kind of shit and il throw you out myself, got it?" He lay back and nodded. "Ok, now you may need these i said as i passed him some poppers, i showed him what to do with them. He took 6 huge goes up each nostril as i placed my dick at the entrance to his ass, then i pushed forward, i could feel his hole tense despite the poppers. Now what i hadn't told him through all this was i had HIV, wasn't on meds, probably had a high viral load, and got off on pozzing guys, with or without they're knowledge. "Slow down" he croaked but i kept pushing until i was balls deep. "You'll get used to it boy, kee breathing, try some more poppers". I held my dick there for a few minutes whilst he adjusted, then slowly began to work it in and out, building up a nice rythym until i was pounding him. As i worked myself up all i could hear from him was a stream of "fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck" which as i sped up descended into groans. "After a while i slowed down a bit, looked him hard in the eye and said "tell me you want my cum boy, tell me you want daddy's cum in your ass". By this time he was in 7th heaven, the drugs combined with my cock had sent him into a dream world. "Please cum in me daddy, just dont stop fucking me, god your dick feels so good, i never thought it would be like this!" With that i picked up the pace a bit, then 30 seconds later i felt it, my dick started spasaming and i shot a huge load in him. "HERE'S MY DIRTY CUM BOY, TAKE MY GIFT FUCKER!" As my orgasm subsided i saw that his cock had got hard again, id been so lost in the fuck i hadn't noticed until now, and he has a small pool of precum on his stomach. Slowly i pulled out, telling him to clench his ass to stop any coming out whilst i reached over for a butt plug to put in him. He winced slightly as i force it home, but then just lay there panting. I helped him out of the sling and back into the lounge. As he sat on the sofa, i fetched him another drink, his dick was still hard but he didnt seem to have the energy to do anything with it. This was too good an opportunity to miss, taking this lads last neg load, so i discretly put a bit of lube on my ass, then started jacking him off with my lube covered hand, with his eyes closed it was the work of a moment as he came to orgasm to quickly stand up, sit on him and ride him, in a few quick strokes he came, the suprise on his face realsing he had shot on me was a picture. After we'd both cleaned up a i fetched his clothes and told him to get dressed, he looked suprised. "But i cant go back home like this, they'll know im on something!". To be continued, have one or two ideas i need to think through 1st.

The End.

I go to adult bookstores every single day. My mouth AND my asshole have been pressed to every single gloryhole in every dirty bookstore in town. I have no idea whose loads I took today.

Fuck I wish someone had done this for me I'm like a rock atm

Omg I love this.

I'm surprised the tops gave him a choice what cocks he took.

I wish a guy like that would send me a message and tell me he wants to infect me. I would be there in a hurry to see what it is like.

Part X As he got up then, I could not move at all. I just lay there wondering what the hell I had just done. I had not even thought to ask him his status, and now he has told me he is HIV poz and that his viral load is around 1,000,000. Way the hell high enough to knock me up on one try, I would think. He just stood there staring at me for a bit and then asked "You okay?" I had trouble answering as all I could do was stare at his huge cock which was still quite a ways up, even if it wasn't a full on hard. My mind was racing all over the place, trying to figure out what to do. I had only wanted to see that beauty of a cock, and maybe touch it, but now I was laying there, having not only touched it, but having sucked it and having been fucked by it. OMG was all I could think. Such a magnificent fuck. Way better than any fuck I had had before. And I was fucked by a huge fuckin' poz cock to boot! What the hell was I to do now? Finally I found my voice and asked "Why did you do that to me?" "Well, I've seen you and your boy in the bar several times, and I noticed how you dance, and I sensed you needed for me to fuck you. Well, that plus you have one of the nicest looking asses I've ever seen. From your movements on the dance floor, especially when you rub up against some of the other dancers, teasing the guys and driving them crazy, I just knew you needed some poz cum to set yourself free so you could really have fun." "I don't remember having seen you at the bar," I replied. "Well, I own the place, and often watch the floor through a one-way mirror. I don't go out on the main floor very often. I just like to watch to make sure my guests are having a good time, and that my employees are doing their jobs. When I saw you, I was really tempted to join in, but as it was, I didn't think we'd ever get together - until, that is, I saw you on line. That's when I decided to tease you a bit, tempting your inner slut to come out, and, if I was successful, I decided to fuck you and turn you into my poz cumdump." Whatever he thought, I was still, however, freaking out, and I blurted out "But I love my boy! Now what am I going to do?" "Honestly, I just wanted to have sex with you, and so just go on - stay with your boyfriend," he replied. "How the hell am I going to explain to him that I've been pozzed? He'll obviously figure-out I've cheated on him." "Bring your boy up here soon, and start fucking him. I'll take it from there," he suggested. "What do you mean, by saying 'you'll take it from there'" I asked. "I'm betting your boy will bottom for my cock - once he takes a look at me," he replied. I didn't think so, but thought it sweet to watch, especially as I had never seen my boy bottom. Ever. It would definitely be hot.

Well, began vacation today, had toyed with flying somewhere, but decided to stay in town and try my luck--a piggy top bud hit me up today and was in my ass by 2p, got fisted, ball fucked, fucked, pissed in and on, and then more fisting and fucking- went on for 6 hours, and I think we were on just about every piece of furniture in the bedroom, ( sling, fuck bench, bed, floor, end of the bed--) played on the patio for the piss scene, and even played out in the back yard with the garden hose after all the pissing was done ( and then started back up as the water began spraying) Sitting here now trying to decide if I am really done, or if I ought to head out to the tubs for a while and see who is hard and willing to breed--AND I still have 9 more days to get bred up

For me it was long-festering Condom Fatigue. I lived through the "bad old days" of HIV and AIDS and the deaths of friends and lovers. The fear made me a strict condom user for years. I hated the damn things but saw them as necessary for staying alive while still having sex occasionally with other people. Gradually, I started watching only BB porn and hating the condom even more. When I didn't use a condom (for the great sex!), I would beat myself up with worry afterward. I saw how much hot the sex in BB porn vids was. I read about other real men's experiences here and yearned for the some of the same. So when I heard about PrEP, I eagerly researched and learned a lot about it and finally decided it was right for me. (I also learned a lot about TasP and how undetectable HIV+ guys are essentially non-infectious. And I started meeting HIV+ guys in person and online who were living normal, healthy lives.) I stopped fearing the HIV monster I'd been taught about. Before I was on PrEP, I avoided opening an account on BBRT. But once on PrEP, I signed up with BBRT right away to finally meet the sexual partners I really wanted. These past couple of years I'd say I have been having the best sex since college: I enjoy it a lot more, now free of all that worry that came with condoms and the hassle of having and using and negotiating their use.

I still kick myself for having played safe for too long. Now condoms don't even enter my mind, and certainly not my hole. It's addictive. Neg or Poz , if a guy has DNA to share I want it.

Amazing!!!!!!!!!

fuck i loooove this!!! cant wait for more!!

And "for a minute" turns into hours of tweaked-out sketchy sex.. looking forward to the next installment

hot!!

fucking hot lets hear some more

My boyfriend and I go to the bathhouse and other cruise spots together. We both take cocks bb (he is vers, I am a bottom). He's doesn't quite realize how much of a nasty pig I am as far as other stuff, but the bb thing is a non-issue.

The Hunt- Part IV: The Hunter's Gathering Marcus I must've dozed off. I woke up in a field of wildflowers on a breezy summer day. I knew this was a dream. Witches are naturally adept at telling the difference between the real world and the Dreamtime, as it is known to some. I looked around and saw my beloved Garrett standing feet away. 'Garrett!' I cried out. We embraced and kissed. So passionately, the Sun above us began to heat the landscape. Suddenly he broke our kiss and looked me straight in the eye. 'I haven't much time, my love. I've been given one chance to help you and this is the only way you will survive.' 'What do you mean? Where are you? Are you ok--' the questions billowed out of me, but he cut me off. 'There's no time to go into all that. You cannot let these people complete the Hunt. You must disrupt it and help the innocents trapped with you.' 'But how?' I asked. 'My powers are gone.' 'Not gone, suppressed. You can revive them.' Suddenly my arm began to sting- right where I was branded, my memory told me. Slowly he began to fade away. 'NO! Please don't leave yet!' I cried. 'Beware of the werloga, the wolf among the sheep. Fear not, my love. We shall meet again...' I woke in a sweat and short of breath. I had hoped it was all a dream and that I was back home with Garrett. No, I was stuck in the same dingy cell that I was put in. God, there had to be a way out of this. Then the dream came back. My arm! I touch the sensitive brand, still healing. There had to be some way of breaking this binding. I began to scour around for anything sharp that I might use to at least scrape a part of the brand away. When a sigil like this is altered or broken, it loses its power. The spark of hope within me rekindled, my desire to be reunited with Garrett keeping me going. The door rattled, causing me to jump back in defense, ready to strike. A small opening slid open in the lower part of the door, sliding through a plastic tray with what appeared to be baked chicken, mashed potatoes and carrots with clear plastic utensils. A small bottle of water rolled in after it, and then the opening shut quickly. Now I know for a fact that they wanted me alive, at least for now. They probably wouldn't feed me otherwise. Then it hit me. Chicken has bones. Bones can be sharpened. I took up the tray of food, making a show of eating. I figured I was probably being watched in some form, so I had to be sneaky about this to pull it off. I ate ravenously, deliberately snapping the chicken in half to get all the meat from it. As luck would have it, one of them snapped in just the right way to create a sharp edge. Perfect, I smiled in thought. Jarek I flipped through my old copy of Malleus Maleficarum, studying up on my Witch lore, my naked body spattered with blood. The slave had come back as I instructed. After breeding him a second AND third time, my bloodlust got the better of me. His now pale and cold body lay there beside me, his neck perforated by the punctures of my fangs. It made no difference to me. After all, Nephelim did say 'do as you wish' and he had a plethora of other obedient slaves to serve him. Which reminded me. I rose from the bed and took in hand a velvet rope hanging nearby from the ceiling. A gentle tug produced the ringing of a bell. Within moments, Dagon was gently knocking at my door, his heart beat only slightly elevated. I pondered a moment: Strange, most humans have a faster beat when working to get through a house as big as this, adding to the mystery and identity of his master that continued to elude me. "Come in," I said. Dagon opened the door and bowed low. "What can I do for you, Master Jarek?" he said as he raised his eyes to me. I pointed to the bed. Dagon straightened and went to examine the body. My first thought was that he would warn me that Nephelim would not be pleased. His apathetic reply to the scene before him declared otherwise: "Such a shame. He would've made such a fine servant." He began to caress the body's frame almost sensually. "While it is not necessary for me to sleep" I spoke, waking him out of his necromantic fantasy," I would like this cleaned up." "Of course, sir. I was just coming to see you. The rest of the invited party have arrived. Nephelim requests your attendance in the Great Hall. The festivities are about to begin." "I see." I replied, and with lightning speed, I cleaned myself off with a towel and put on clothes, favoring black for a color as usual. As I strode out the door, Dagon was already quickly at work wrapping up the boy's lifeless body in the sullen bedding, and other slaves were hurrying in to assist with cleaning supplies in hand. I made my way through the house to the Great Hall, along with other men and beings of various body types and garb. A good share of them were human, their scent easily recognizable and each one unique. My eyes were drawn to one who was much taller than I. Much taller than any of us. A half Giant, I realized. I had thought the world was void of their kind. Wide, sullen eyes, thick arms, torso and legs, with a short but tussled mane of hair growing from his head. He seemed like an ancient and prehistoric form of man prior to Homo sapien, only taller and far stronger than many beings I've ever encountered. I pitied the poor soul that encountered this leviathan during this event. Surely the human quarry would perish from the assault he would bring their fragile bodies. Behind this behemoth, I spotted another rarity of the Supernatural world: a Satyr. The muscular and hairy face, chest, arms, and swinging erect phallus of a man with the horns, legs and short tail of a black goat, his face set in a cocky smirk, a syrinx(pan pipes) tied to his waist. My eyes noticed a bright aura emanating from them, indicating some form of enchantment was placed upon them. No doubt to help draw in unwilling or frightened people for him to ravish. It was said that Satyrs were always wanting sex, prepared for more even after they've had sex countless times. My awe of these mythical beings was disrupted by a scent that stung my nose and began to slowly boil my blood in a muted rage. I recognized it instantly, reminded deeply of an ancient feud that began long before even my human life and continued on to this very day: a Lycanthrope (Werewolf or Lycan, as is the popular term), a natural and particular enemy of mine as well as most of my kind. While different breeds of them (others being panther, tiger, etc., collectively called Weres or the Two Natured) were found scarcely across the world, Wolves were most prominent in number, ferocity and duplicity, turning even on their own kind if it served their own agenda. While some covens and tribes have found ways to coexist, others it seemed were naturally meant to be at war with each other. The source of the acrid odor came from the man coming up behind me. A man of my height and build, though darker in his complexion. I knew not his name or his nature, but I detested him immediately. It was without question that the feeling was mutual. His eyes flashed a primal yellow as he snarled and sneered at me, grabbing at his swollen crotch as he did so. Ignore the primitive little dog, I said to myself. While there was to be no vendettas settled in our hosts' house, the grounds outside were a different matter. Just give me a reason, I thought at him, my face set in stone. I turned back from him, keeping my eye on my prize rather than foolish pride. We all arrived together at the Hall doors, which swung open before us by some unseen presence. Upon a dark throne sat our host, Nephelim, whose shadowed form gazed upon us with unseen eyes. We all entered the Hall, found a place to stand before him and bowed. The Giant got down on one knee and bowed. The Werewolf kneeled down and bowed with his hands balled into fists upon the ground. No matter which way they bowed, it was to pay homage and respect to this being of power. "Welcome, one and all!" his voice boomed throughout the Great Hall. "Before we begin, my servants will assist me in calling forth our final guest." His hand gestured toward his left, where we saw a group of five of his slaves, all cloaked in black, standing at the points of a pentagram etched into the floor. They all suddenly produced ceremonial daggers, athames, which they all pierced their left palms with. Blood dripped onto the diagram before them. It was calling to me again, enticing my bloodlust to rekindle. Nephelim began to speak in a dark and ancient language, thick with malice, as he gestured towards the pentagram. Those with the eyes able to see saw the blood moving on its own, filling in the etching upon the floor. Suddenly the aroma that was usually alluring to me turned sour and rank, like the coagulated blood of the dead warmed thrice over. The slaves slowly back away as smoke, fire and darkness billowed up from the wide crevice that opened in the etching. They didn't get far, however, as the darkness formed prehensile tendrils which grasped them tightly and dragged them kicking and screaming down below, the echo of their cries sounding in my ears for several moments. Sacrifices, I realized. The rituals and use of this primal dark magick usually required a steep price. A column of fire soon erupted, nearly blinding the lot of us. I took a moment from the sight to glance over toward Nephelim. Maybe the light of this hellfire could produce the face of our host. Nothing. The darkness hid his face from me. A deafening roar from the column drew my attention back. The fire began to ebb away, revealing one of the most feared yet desired beings in existence- a pure bred Demon. Not one of the modern-day, watered down, hybrid Demons that can only possess other beings on this plane. This was one of the original breed, the Old Ones that existed long before the creation of man, their power surpassed only by the Gods. Every being in that Hall connected to the Supernatural could feel it. His form began to shift, no doubt of his own accord. His form shifted through several features before settling on an appearance. Dark hair, eyes that became a piercing blue, skin which mixed evenly to a soft, cream-colored human shade. The fires subsided, and the crevice closed up as if it had never opened. The Demon slowly descended down from levitating above us to touch down softly on the etching that helped to bring him forth. His body sculpted as if from marble, hard features and strong stance. Strong pecs and abs leading down to a thick, hanging cock, which no doubt tripled in size when erect. These Demons were known in all lore as 'destructive lovers' being that any mortal who tried to mate with them was killed in the process. One of their many descendants is the Incubus- one of whom was gathered with us in that Hall, obviously possessing a human host, only discernable from a human by his bright red eyes and the sharp devil horns protuding from his wavy black hair, his head bowed lower than all of us at the sight of his ancestral brethren, which soon proved to be much more than that. The Demon moved with speeds faster than mine over to his kin, gesturing him to rise. He did so, and the two embraced like long-divided lovers, kissing deeply and passionately before us. "Bael, I bid you welcome to my house," Nephelim interrupted. Bael broke the kiss, touching the face of his kin gently. The skin of the human he possessed burned slightly from the touch of the Old One, an event unnnoticed by his admiring Incubus. Even though they possess humans and use their faculties and functions, Demons, hybrid or pure, feel no pain unless brought on by magick or exorcism. "Nephelim," Bael bowed slightly to our host, his words resounding like a chorus of voices speaking in unison, emitting different pitches and tones; some distinct, others a whisper. "It has been too long. I thank you for inviting me, and reuniting me with Caelus, my bethrothed. I see that the mortal realm has been kind to you." So these two knew each other, I realized. Another question answered about our host. Obviously inhuman, powerful, skilled in the Black Arts, and acquainted with a pure Demon, the last sighting of one being nearly 3,000 years ago from the ancient tomes I studied during my long life. I filed what I had witnessed in the back of my mind to be pondered later. Nephelim chuckled deeply and replied, "It has indeed, and now, the gathering of the new breed of deadly and virulent Hunters and the imprisoned Quarry is complete, and just in time. All your service fees are paid in full for your part in making this tradition of perversion a reality once more. Now the Hunter's Moon begins to rise in the sky." As he spoke of it, the curtain of one of the Hall's grand windows drew apart unaided, revealing the luminous Hunter's Moon, which now began to slowly eclipse, a small sliver of it taking on a copper-red hue. I spotted out of the corner of my eye the Wolf, twitching and shuddering at the sight. Their kind has always been empowered by the Moon, I remembered. While it was intriguing to others, I personally found it unimpressive. "The time is upon us. You have been selected to participate in a competition of masculinity, strategy and debauchery. Dagon, open the doors and release the Quarry." Dagon appeared from the shadows, pulled back his left jacket sleeve, and pressed a button on a device worn on his wrist. The doors leading out onto the estate swung open, the early evening air rushing in, bringing in the smells and sounds of the coming twilight. In the distance, at a range far beyond that of a human's, I heard the collective unlatching of doors and bolts. The captives had been released. My fangs shot out in anticipation. Others growled and shivered in kind. "The quarry you collected have been released from the old infirmary across the vineyard, and will be led out different paths to different places. As a treat for some of you, I've included as well a few single-minded bigots as well as some of the pathetic inbred swine that dare to call themselves Hunters, as well as a few of my personal slaves to the quarry count.You will have the grounds, this house, the garden labyrinth and all materials found thereon to assist you. You can team up with others on any of the quarry, or do it alone. I leave that for you to discuss, but they must receive your 'gift' internally to be counted in your favor. Also, there are a few various challenges for both you and your prey to make things more interesting." Well, I surmised, it seems I have much more in common with this lot than I realized. It seems like every single one of them was chosen because of some virulent strain they carried, like the one I was cursed with centuries ago. Possibly the very same one. In this age, humans discovered it by accident with science and named it the Human Immunodeficiency Virus (HIV). While it is incurable even now, it is treatable for them with synthesized medications and changes in nutrition and lifestyle. I've been alive long enough on this Earth, discovering the dark side of the lifestyle surrounding this virus to know this for what it truly was: behind the mystery and suspense, this was a Pozzing party, and our quarry were to be infected (if they survived the encounter), whether they wanted it or not. "You are given a certain amount of points for each being you vitiate. Humans give you one point. A Fae will give you two points. A hybrid being of any sort will give you three points.Those that have already been 'hunted down' prior to you will give you an additional point. The points will be tallied just before dawn,and the one with the most wins. It is IMPOSSIBLE to falsify your numbers, as you will soon discover. However, the one who has conquered our 'special quarry' (his darkened face turning in my direction as he emphasized this, hinting it seemed) will be granted title of 'Supreme Hunter' and be granted one wish. Any one thing you can imagine, I will bring to fruition. Nothing is beyond my power. Now go forth, and LET THE HUNT BEGIN!" His form, shadowed though it was, began to fade even further into the darkness, shimmering out of sight, his hand raising up and producing a final, echoing snap, signaling us to begin.... In an instant, the others began to race out to prepare their strategies while searching for the prey. The Giant strode out, his longer legs thundering as he lumbered and ducked down below the door frames. The Satyr let out a wild shriek and broke into a run, the hooves of his goat legs clicking against the floor. The Demon, known as Bael, as he wrapped his arm around his Incubus lover, Caelus, whipped his other hand about, conjuring a dark fog of living smoke that enveloped them both, after which they vanished from the room as our host had. The Wolf sneered at me, looking sure of himself and took off in a run, shedding his garments along the way, probably to shift into his canine form to become faster and tap further into his animalistic senses. Egotistical mutt, I thought. But enough of him. Now to claim what I've been waiting for. To hell with this petty little contest. The money, Nephelim's wish, it didn't matter in the slightest. My prize will be far more satisfying: the Witch, the one I've been seeking for centuries, who holds within the key to my ultimate desire, will be mine, mine alone- and woe to he who stands in my way.... *Writer's Note: Now the Hunt truly begins. Stay tuned... Next time- Part V: Hunter's Moon

Part 2 I was 22, and working in Lewisam Hospital HIV centre as a third year medical student. I was young, blond, 11 stone, 6 foot tall, and was not surprised I received a lot of attention from the gay guys on the AIDS ward where I had earned a reputation as a potential target. I had fooled about with one of the AIDS patients, although I don't think he had told the other patients the sordid details. At most, the other patients guessed something had gone on, but precisely what was not common knowledge. I needed a fag, and to go out to the smoking hut. Because it was summer time, I slipped into a pair of flip flops as we weren't allowed to wear our hospital shoes outdoors, but, as usual, I was dressed in scrubs. Arriving at the smoking hut, I saw one of the patients from the AIDS ward, named 'Andy'. He was in his mid-thirties, bald, skinny, and in the advanced stages of AIDS. In addition, I knew he kinky, and was a nasty exhibitionist slut. "Hey Joe. Looking sexy, as usual, with your cute feet showing like that. I approve," Andy said as I lit-up a cigarette. "Hi, Andy, and thanks," I replied, in the process slipping off my flip flops off and flexing my toes. I love my feet and being barefoot made me horny. "So, how are you, Andy?" I asked, flexing my knee and holding my bare toes as I smoked my cigarette. "I'm good. Thanks. Did you have fun with John the other night?" he asked. As I debated my reply, he took a last drag on his cigarette, extinguished it, and stood-up. Dressed in tracksuit trousers, slippers and a hospital gown top, his bulging cock was visible in his baggy, grey trackies. "He shouldn't have told you, I could get in trouble," I replied, as I massaged my toes. "He just said you had some fun. I aint gonna say anything, don't worry" Andy commented as he took a step so he was standing directly in front of me. "Besides," he continued as he took hold of my bare foot and rubbed it gently with his big, muscular hands, "you're young, body full of hormones, and your nuts are full of cum, huh?" With that he pulled my foot into his crotch and rubbed his hard-on against it. I did my best to curl my toes around his shaft. "Your cock feels massive, Andy. Promise not to tell anyone about John? Or this?" I asked, rubbing his boner through his trousers with my bare foot, gripping his shaft with my sweaty toes. "I promise," he replied, grinding his crotch against my foot. With some pride, I noticed a wet spot of precum appearing through his trousers. "I'd better stop or you're gonna have a tell tale stain," I observed, removing my toes from his cock, and returning my bare foot to the concrete flooring. The concrete was quite cold, but that didn't stop me from slipping off my other flip flop, and standing barefoot in front of Andy. "Will you tell me what you did?" he asked, reaching over and squeezing my cock through my scrubs. "I can't. I could get in so much trouble," I replied. Andy continued to rub my erection through the thin fabric, but after a few seconds he paused, and poked his head out the door, checking to see if the coast was clear. 'I'll do anything. Come on, please. I can see you're turned-on by talking about it" Andy plead. With that he knelt down and, lifting my left foot up to his face, he brushed the dirt off my sole and, one-by-one, sucked my toes. "Oh god, Andy, that feels nice," I responded, trying to grip his tongue with my toes as he licked all around the underside of my sweaty digits. "You're a foot loving boy, aint ya? If you won't tell me what John did, will you show me?" as he moved from licking my bare sole to sucking my big toe. "Fuck, oh god. I can't here," I answered, pointing my toes and poking them into his mouth. "You sure?" And with that Andy took all five of my toes between his lips and sucked about half of my foot into his mouth, deep-throating my foot, and tongue-fucking my toe gaps, coating my toes in saliva. He had earned my respect. "Fuck it, ok, stand-up and drop your trousers," I said, removing my foot from his mouth. My toes were covered in his spit. Andy stood-up, again glanced-out the door to make certain no one was near. Then he slipped-off his slippers, dropped his tracksuit trousers down to his ankles, stepped out of his trousers, and tossed them on the bench. Standing in front of me, his hospital gown came down to his knees, so his genitals were covered, but his fat erection made a huge tent in his gown front, and the back was only loosely tied so his bum and bare back were visible through the crack. "Have you got a condom?" I asked, pulling my cock out my scrubs and giving myself a few wanks. "Nope. Did you and John use a condom?" he asked as I wanked myself. Andy then reached over and took hold of my erection, repeating his question "Did John use a condom?" "No, no he didn't," I finally answered. "Then you don't need one now," as he commented as he continued to wank me off. "Ah, fuck. Turn around," I ordered. Without a pause, Andy turned around, showing me his half-tied hospital gown. His skinny bum cheeks and muscular back showed through a gap in the gown. I slid my hand up his inner thigh, and along his ass crack. It was wet and slimy. Andy smirked, commenting "Oh yeah, I took a load from my boyfriend load earlier this morning," all the while standing nonchalantly at the entrance of the smoking hut, smoking a cigarette, playing look-out as I played with his bum cheeks. "Is your boyfriend HIV positive?' I asked, pulling his bum cheeks apart and looking at his cum-coated, poz fuck hole. "Yeah, he gave the bug to me,' Andy answered, and then cajoled me saying "come on Joe, show me what John did to your little neg ass." At the same time Andy bent at the waist, arched his back, and backed his cum-oozing hole nearer to my cock. "It sounds like you already know," I remarked, having made my decision. I rubbed my helmet in the cum oozing out of his hole, getting my mushroom head coated in brown tinged poz cum. Then I slid my helmet slowly into his poz man cunt, feeling the hot cum ooze out round my coronal ridge as I held my helmet in him. "Oh, yeah, fuck me neg boy. Put your student cum up me," Andy moaned as I buried my cock slowly into his guts until my balls hit his arse cheeks. I held my cock inside him, slid my hands up his back, un-knotting the ties on his hospital gown, and, opening the back of his garment, I slid my hands round him to feel his bare chest. "How far can you see if someone is coming?" I asked, pushing the hospital gown completely off his shoulders, letting it fall to his waist where it hung on his erection. "About 50 feet. Plenty far for a quick naked fuck" Andy replied, as he pushed the hospital gown off his cock, standing completely naked impaled on my bare cock in the door of the smoking hut. "Fuck, I shouldn't be doing this," I whispered to myself, my cock balls-deep up Andy's ass. I pulled my scrubs top over my head, dropped my trousers and boxers to my ankles, awkwardly kicking my bunched-up trousers and underwear off my bare feet, all the while trying valiantly to keep my cock buried in Andy's guts. Eventually, however, I too was completely naked. "Fuck yeah, fuck me nude boy," Andy moaned as I worked my cock in and out of his sloppy ass, his boyfriend's poz cum making his ass slurp every time I slid out. "You're so sloppy," I quietly remarked, sliding my cock out completely on every stroke so I could watch the second hand cum drool off my helmet before plunging back into his guts. "I could get in so much trouble if someone sees us," I said, standing on my bare tip toes to get more purchase to fuck his cum leaking man cunt. "Don't worry, damn it, I'll give a shout if anyone comes! Don't want you getting in trouble! Relax and enjoy yourself," Andy advised as he encouraged me to fuck his poz ass. "Fuck getting in trouble," I said, horniness getting the better of me. I pulled out, and before Andy could question me, I instructed him "Lay down here, on our clothing," as I kicked our discarded clothing into a pile with my foot. Andy obliged, laying on his back on the mound of clothing, as I knelt between his legs. "We won't be able to see if some one comes,' Andy observed as I lifted his feet up onto my shoulders, my helmet at the entrance of his hole. "Are you okay with getting caught?" Andy nodded his approval, so I continued "Shit a bit of cum out onto my knob." Andy immediately strained his sphincter muscles, pushing a glob of cum out onto my cock head. It was farty lump of frothy white cum that, once shat out onto the tip of my cock, smeared along my shaft as I slid into Andy's bowels. "Fuck yeah, but I thought you were worried," Andy continued, as he reached-up and pulled my face to his, pressing his lips against mine. "Honestly, I'm too fuckin' horny to care," I responded, slowly starting to fuck Andy, sliding my cock in and out of his diseased guts as we started to snog. "Close your eyes. Fuck it. If someone walks past, just fuck me and snog me with your eyes closed until you cum," Andy suggested. And with that we both closed our eyes, Andy on his back, his feet over my shoulders, bent double as I rutted on top of him, grinding my raw cock deep into his intestines as we snogged, oblivious to where we were or how risky it was. We fucked for several minutes, my cock slopping in and out of his cunt, and, pulling his left foot between our faces, and we snogged each other, his dirty toes in our mouths and occasionally up my nose, slobbering each other's face (and his foot) as we fucked in a contortionist's pose. After a few minutes, I pulled Andy's foot away and rammed my tongue down his throat, making him gag, fucking him for ages, but eventually we heard faint foot steps approaching, and I opened my eyes and tried to pull away. Andy, however, held my face to his, our lips pressed together, and commanded me to "Keep fucking me," licking my nose as I resumed fucking him. The footsteps meanwhile, were getting louder. "But Andy," I said as he sucked my nose and stuck his tongue up my nostrils, "there's someone coming." He held my face right up to his, my hips bucking into him as we listened to the approaching footsteps. "Just fuck me, deep, slow, fuck yeah, come on, fuck the person coming, let him see," he urged, snogging me hard as the shadow of two people appeared on the wall of the shelter. The newcomers were two young guys, probably in their late teens or early 20s, and with their first clear view of the shelter, I was about to blow my load. "Fucking queers," one of the guys said as the two of them walked past. My nuts were boiling with lust and pride, having just been seen by two youths, in a smoking shelter, fucking this guy, both of us completely naked. Just in case the guys couldn't tell precisely were I was in the process, I announced "I'm cumming," slamming my cock into Andy's guts, my balls jumping as I unloaded, simultaneously shoving my tongue into Andy's throat as I bred him. We moaned in pleasure into each face as I came deep in Andy's guts. I exaggerated our respective role by ramming hard into Andy as my cum flowed into his body, my balls emptying their load into his poz bowels. Suddenly one of the guys re-appeared in the doorway of the shelter again, just as I was bucking my hips into Andy, finishing-up in dumping my load deep inside him. Asking the obvious, he said "Are you cumming up him?", his iphone in hand, apparently filming the two of us in action. I continued, finishing-up in dumping my load into Andy as we both snogged, glancing at the guy but more or less ignoring him. After all, I was making bareback nasty with a very poz guy, breeding his dirty asshole. I lay on top of Andy, my cock up his ass, our bodies interlocked on the floor, our naked bodies heaving as the boy stopped filming. "Are you going to piss off so we can get dressed?" Andy said sternly to the boy. "Andy, don't be so horrible. He's just curious," I said, and then turning to the young guy I asked "You gonna stay until you've seen this, aint ya?" Just to entice him, I withdrew my cock from Andy's ass, and both it and I stood proudly in the full light of day for the inspection of the guy. As my cock was slick with anal juices, I grabbed my shaft and squeezed the last few drops of cum out my tip. The boy just stared at me as I stroked my softening erection, my cockhead shining in the sun. "How old are you mate?" I asked, helping Andy to his feet. Andy immediately stood behind me, pressing his cock into the crack of my ass as he hugged me, both of us standing naked in front of the boy. "I'm 19", the guy answered. Meanwhile Andy ran his hands up and down the front of my torso, making my cock throb as the on-looker watched, Andy also grinding his erection into my ass crack. "Thank god for that. What's your name, mate?" I asked. Andy finally stopping molesting my naked body. I reached for my scrub top, but Andy grabbed it from me, handing me his hospital gown. "Simon," the guy answered, as I looked puzzled at Andy, taking the gown from him. "I'm Andy, and this is Joe. He's a patient here. Put your gown on Joe," Andy said while slipping on my scrubs top and pulling on my scrubs trousers, handing me my boxers. Still mystified, I did as he ordered, pulling the hospital gown over my head, and pulling-up my boxers. Andy tied only the top tie of the hospital gown up on my back of me, squeezing my bum through my boxer shorts. "Why were you guys fucking here?" Simon asked. I looked him up and down. He was skinny, five foot nothing, wearing high top skater shoes, skinny knee length shorts and a tight white polo shirt, a 'Justin Bieber' hair cut, and a button nose. I remember thinking to myself 'Simon is as cute as hell - a very trendy young lad'. "Joe has been a patient here for ages, and we can't do it in the hospital, so we have to come out here," Andy lied to the boy. At that moment the boy's phoned beeped. "It's my mate. He's waiting for me at the youth club," Simon said, as he stepped out the doorway. "That's not fair," Andy retorted, stopping Simon in his tracks. "What isn't?" Simon asked. "We showed you ours. You've gotta show us yours. Here, look," Andy said, lifting my hospital gown up and getting my cock out my boxers, and then hauling his own cock out, holding both and stroking them gently. "I dunno..." Simon replied, looking round to see if anyone was near. "Go on. I can see you thinking about it," Andy urged, stroking both our cocks, one in each hand. "Fuck, hold on," Simon answered. Putting his phone in his pocket, he unzippd his flies, popped his button, and pulled his shorts wide open. He was wearing bright blue boxers. Then he then hooked his thumbs into his underwear waistband and paused, looking over his shoulders again to check if the coast was still clear. Apparently satisfied the coast was clear, he turned to face us, and then pulled the front of his boxers down, inviting us in saying "Here ya go," wagging his cock round. It was, at most, five inches, and matched his build as both he and it were fairly skinny. His foreskin covered most of his helmet, his japs eye nevertheless visible. His blond pubes, glinting in the sun, and neatly trimmed, completed the package. "Joe, I haven't a hand free. Pull his foreskin back for me. I want to see his helmet," Andy said wacking both of our cocks. I didn't need any further invitation. I reached over and took a hold of Simon's cock. He took a deep inhalation. "Don't worry, Simon. I'm just gonna skin it back for you mate. Okay?" Simon nodded, watching as I gripped his shaft and pulled back his foreskin. Simon sighed as I began to play with his cock, and I used every manual trick I knew, holding it, cupping it, stroking my thumb along the shaft, gently pulling his foreskin over his helmet again and then peeling it back slowly. His pleasure was evident as his piss slit smeared my palm with his precum. "You ever fucked anyone, mate?" Andy asked, as I let go of Simon's cock and watched as it jumped with ever heart beat. "Eermm.... No...." Simon replied. "Joe likes watching me get fucked by other guys," Andy said, letting go of our cocks and pushing his trousers down to his ankles. "Andy, you can't," I said, as Andy again took hold of my cock. "Maybe this will convince you," Andy replied. Turning his back to Simon, he bent over and slid my cock into his mouth, sucking hard on my helmet as he presented his ass to Simon, who just stood there, still holding his boxers down so his erection could hang out proudly, all of six inches from Andy's hole. "Simon, push your boxers down below your balls. That's it," I observed, as Andy sucked my cock. Simon did as I ordered, pushing his boxers down so his cock and balls hung out. His little nuts were pulled up tight under the base of his cock. I leaned over Andy as he in turn bent over between Simon and me, gagging as I shoved my cock deeper into his throat. At this point I was thoroughly horny, and certainly horny enough to carry through with this scene. I then pulled-out of Andy's mouth, and stood next to Simon, as I stroked my cock. "Simon, are you ok? You haven't said anything," I observed, as I reached over and moved Simon's hand to my erection. Andy was still bent over in front of the Simon, his ass no more than inches from the tip of Simon's innocent cock. "I'm ok. What do I do?" Simon asked, still holding my cock. "Inch forward, that's it," I instructed, as Simon put his helmet to Andy's cum-leaking hole. "I've got a condom in my wallet. Should I get it out?" Simon asked, adding "what's that stuff?" as he smeared his helmet in my sperm. "You don't need a condom. Andy's not a girl. He can't get pregnant, and that stuff is my cum. I wouldn't have fucked him bareback if it was dangerous would I?" I lied. "I guess. Should I just fuck him without a condom then, like they do in porn?" Simon asked, gently squeezing my cock onto which he was still holding. "It feels so much better without a condom, Simon. Never use one. Always get your little cock in there skin-to-skin," Andy recommended, reaching back and pulling his cheeks apart, presenting his poz cunt for the him to fuck raw. "Help him do me bareback, Joe. Please," Andy said. "Line it up with his hole, and now just push inside. That's it," I said as Simon's helmet slid easily into Andy's experienced hole. Simon's cock skin, of course, was being caressed by Andy's poz bowel lining, and in obvious pleasure, Simon grunted "Oh, wow", as he all but throttled my cock in the excitement of the moment: his erect cock was lodged in Andy's guts, and my cum and all sorts of other juices leaked out of Andy's ass, to lubricate Simon's entrance. In fact, Simon's pubes and nuts were completely matted in cum. "Good huh?" Andy moaned as he pulled his ass forward and then back, and back again, fucking himself onto Simon's erection. "Fuck!" Simon exclaimed, perhaps a little loudly, but certainly understandably, as he began to thrust his hips, slowly and gently, fucking Andy, all the while still holding my cock with his young fingers. "Glad you tried it?" I asked, sliding my hand onto his skinny bum, the top third of which was bare as his boxers were puled down a bit. My finger tips were exploring his ass crack, pushing his boxers shorts waistband down even further as I pushed Simon into an ever harder fucking motion. "Oh, I think I'm gonna..." Simon exclaimed, as he likewise dropped my cock, grabbed Andy's hips, and fucked Andy deeply and erratically, jerking into the poz guy. "Just let go - cum inside him. Good boy," I said, sliding my hand down the back of Simon's boxers and feeling his bum cheeks clench as he started to cum, his little hips hammering into Andy, unloading his cum into Andy's hole. "Oh, fuck, yeah, fuck, fuck.......' Simon grunted as he came, grinding his cock into Andy's guts. "Good boy," I praised him, letting Simon come down off his orgasm. I couldn't help myself, but found myself openly stroking his bum cheeks as he pulled out, cum dripping off his cock, which was still rock hard and pulsing. Andy stood up and started to pull my scrubs trousers on again, as I stared at Simon's pulsating, all the while playing with his hole. Panting quite hard, Simon gasped "Fuck me, that was cool," looking with obvious pride at his throbbing cock. I knelt down and sucked it into my mouth, sucking all the grime off it - until Simon pushed me off. "All clean," I said, standing-up and stroking Simon's cock one last time before he pulled his shorts and boxers up. "Fuck, well, I've gotta go," Simon announced. "Thanks, and nice meeting you mate,' Andy grinned. "Yeah, and thanks. See ya," Simon replied as he hurriedly left the shelter. "Young guys always run after they've cum," Andy observed. "You shouldn't have let him fuck you bareback, Andy," I said, gripping Andy's cock through his trousers. "Hey, at least I didn't breed him. I done as much to guys his age. "So tell me, Andy, why am I wearing your hospital gown?" I asked as Andy rubbed his fingertips on the skin of my bare back through the gaping gap in the back of it. I shuddered in pleasure as he slid his hand down into the back of my boxer shorts and grazed his finger over my hole. "So Simon didn't know you worked here. Plus, I thought I'd have easier access. If, that is, you've got a little longer?" he asked, turning me round to face him, our bare toes touching. "You're still horny? I guess you haven't cum yet. Sure. I'm not needed in theatre for an hour," I answered, adding "What did you have in mind?" Andy slipped on my flip flops on and picked up his slippers, suggesting "Let's go for a little walk, shall we?" as he squeezed my cock through my clothing. "I can't go barefoot and dressed like this," I retorted, as Andy stroked me to erection again. Then he took my hand by the wrist and slid it down the front of the scrub trousers he was wearing, getting me to hold his fat shaft. "You want this up you?" he asked, as I slowly stroked his cock. I nodded. "Come with me," he said, further instructing me to keep ahold his cock in his scrubs trousers, and as he held his tracksuit trousers and slippers in front of his crotch to hide where my arm entered under his waist band. With no more ado, he led me off towards the hospital, barefoot, in just boxers and a loosely tied gown, my cock throbbing....

Greetings, readers. Sorry about the delay. Tried posting this three times here already, but I lost all my work trying, so trying a different format. I know it may seem out of place in this forum, don't be dissuaded. Be patient, you deviants. The sex will be hot, intense and stimulating. Though I am an amateur at this, I think it'll excite some part of you readers, either in mind, body, or both. Anyway, let us pick up this tale where we left it... The Hunt-Part II: The Hunter The sound of cheerful whistling and water cascading against stone stirred me from my blissful trance, the tingling sensation of ecstasy still ebbing away from me, yet still could stand to go a few more rounds if presented the opportunity. As I slowly rose stretching from the bed, I reached back and caressed my swollen, well-fucked hole, feeling his hot, fresh load slowly ooze from me. Gently, I used my finger to push what had escaped back inside, where it belonged. As much as I would've loved to stay in bed all day, there's no rest for the wicked like me. Had to do some put off housework while Garrett was at work, as well as hit the city to look for work. Before that, however, one thought crossed my foggy mind: breakfast. While Garrett's serenade echoed through the hallways, I threw on a tank top and shorts, excluding underwear today. The heat wave we'd been having finally lowered to a bearable degree, which was a relief for us. We've been producing plenty between the two of us already. I made my way to the realm of sustenance aka the kitchen, wanting to give Garrett a good meal before his long day of work. Though time was short before he had to leave, when you're like me, you can take a short time to make something hearty for your true love, if you possess the knowledge and 'special' skills. In an instant, I felt the energies grow within me, raising power as I focused on my immediate desire and began my work. Channeling energy through every part of my body, my eyes and hands especially, I turned my gaze to the fridge. My thoughts brought to life, the door swung gently open. A beckoning gesture of my right hand brought out all the food I needed: eggs, bacon, butter, orange juice and a small container of strawberries, with another wave bringing the loaf of bread out of its box on top. While many others of my kind struggled regularly, or work endlessly in some form at the beginning level, I was a natural prodigy in wielding the ability of telekinesis, mastering and controlling it in a short time while I was still a mere student. pyro kinesis, or fire-starting I mastered soon afterwards, followed by a cornucopia of various others. Visualizing the element of fire in my mind's eye, I manifested a small rotating circle of fire hovering above the stove, increasing its temperature to the memorized degree, which I had learned through trial and error, would completely cook everything in less time than the regular slow way. Feeling the flame's warmth caressing my skin, and seeing the sun's golden rays shining through the drawn window blinds, I decided a cross-breeze was in order. As I moved a skillet, making it hover in the ring of fire by thought, while bringing out a plate and utensils with my right hand, a wave of the left unlocked the kitchen patio doors, making them open with a muted creak. In flowed the gentle summer breeze, which gently swayed the hanging chimes, creating beautiful music, almost in time with the bird song resounding through air. The sweet floral scents of lilac, rose, bleeding hearts, other various plants and herbs filled the room, adding elemental power to the space. Refocusing, I lifted three eggs, four slices of bacon and two slices of bread from the packaging, after which I waved them back to their proper places. With accurate precision and control, I split the eggs open, separating the shells from the edible goodness inside, then whirling and mixing them to liquid form to scramble, pouring it gently into the heated skillet with the bacon alongside, gently starting to sizzle and cook in the conjured flame. For the bread, I again thought of fire, focusing the power of heat through my left palm. I held this heat to the bread hovering in front of me, which slowly began to brown. Finishing that, I used my actual hand to spread a thin layer of butter across each piece with a knife, while my mind alone poured out two glasses of juice from the pitcher, which then floated back to its place in the fridge. The delicious aroma alerted me that the food was done - in record time. Bringing the raised power down, the circle of fire began to slowly dissipate, sputter, then vanish as quickly as it appeared. Everything looked and smelled great as I used my mind to plate it, slowly lifting the used dishes to the sink. Finally with a final thought and burst of power, all the open doors of the fridge, cupboards, and drawers closed gently in unison. I looked out on the beautiful day, a single thought crossing my mind: I love being a witch. "As do I, my love," Garrett's voice echoed inwardly in my mind and heart. I smiled and turned to face my partner, my handsome Adonis, who had witnessed the end of my magick display. Tall, clean cut, thick chest, strong and loving arms, dressed sharp for work with a pressed suit and shined up shoes. His deep brown eyes sparkled at day, speaking volumes without saying a word. While not a witch, he was gifted since childhood with telepathic abilities, able to read the thoughts of others. My arcane knowledge, other psychic skills, as well as our love and sexual connection over time created a powerful psychic bond, which enabled us to speak mind to mind and feel each other's emotions, a trait that came in handy during sex. "Hope you're hungry," I spoke in thought. "In so many ways, " he responded. I didn't need any special ability to know what that meant. "But that will have to wait till tonight," speaking by mouth this time, sensing my growing lust at that last remark. "Any time, me ami," I smiled, strolling over to him, embracing him. His soft lips meet mine in a kiss that made my heart skip a few beats. Never in life had I ever had a love like his: a love that made me feel like everything was possible. While he ate, I took a warm shower and got ready for the day. Like a sitcom couple, we walked out our front door, kissed once more, saying 'I love you' before he drove off to work, waving goodbye from the wheel as he ventured off. (Yes I know. Getting cheesy with romance, but bare with me.) It didn't take long to finish the remaining housework, which I did by hand this time. While I loved using magick, it doesn't replace hard work. Not to mention that we lived in close range to normal 'humans'. While I'm not certain what would happen if discovered in this age, but if history was any indication, secrecy was the safest option. After some stretching, aerobics and meditation, I freshened up, dressed in decent clothes, deciding to get some resumes and applications in while I still had daylight. Leaving a note for Gary and food for my feline companion Bastet, I locked up and set off on foot, basking in the gentle sun. Nearing the downtown area, I cut through a neighboring park to see the bright blooms and green leaves of the trees dotting the spacious, largely unpopulated park. Beautiful and inviting as it was, it carried a long standing reputation of strange disappearances-mostly young or middle aged men, missing even to this day. Most dismiss it as propaganda, gossip and rumors to scare off the degenerates, gang bangers, and various other hooligans from the surrounding areas. In my single days, I'd had many steamy adventures in the secluded parts of it, at all different hours of the day. Hence, these rumors didn't phase me much, but I still keep a vigilant eye for any possible threat. Although a pacifist by nature, I was by no means a pushover. Feet away from the city streets, I was suddenly overwhelmed by the presence of strong emotion, followed by random flashes of images flooding my mind's eye. I dropped to my knees, trying to ground myself in the Earth below. The first vision had me running away from some dark shadowed being slowly gaining speed. The next was nothing but darkness, broken shortly after by a radiant green light. After that, I was stumbling through a dimly lit corridor of locked rooms, the sounds and signs of several men growling, grunting, swearing, the sounds of flesh meeting flesh, unbridled scream of pain and forced pleasure. Overlapping visions of bodies, violence, sex, repeating over and over in whirling colors, ended by a sudden silence, save for a man's voice and four chilling words: 'I'll catch you soon, witch." Suddenly I was back in the park, the images and sounds echoing in my head. As disoriented as I was, my senses detected a nearby presence. Unknown to me, but far from human. Raising protective shields, I cast my senses out, searching for the source. As if aware that I was using my powers, the presence disappeared completely. I clutched my pentacle amulet hanging around my neck, invoking its protective qualities to boost my shields. Not wanting to linger any longer, I hurried out of the park through the downtown entrance. Until I could figure out what the hell just happened, I decided to take the bus back home after I was done. I realized a few moments later that, despite how disturbed I was by this phenomenon, I was also hot, bothered and nearly rock hard. Shrugging it off, I readjusted my cock and continued on. After about an hour or so of completing and returning work applications, I stopped by the library to print out more resumes. Upon refilling my stock of them, I started to pack up, eager to get home before Garrett got off work. Then again it came. The same presence I felt after my vision. In my search for its source among the crowd of patrons, I accidently bumped into someone. I whirled around, staring at the chest of the tall man who seemed to come out of nowhere. "I'm sorry, I didn't see you..." my voice trailing off upon seeing the man's face. Taller than me by almost a foot, short dark brown hair accented his fair yet muscular face, a 5 o'clock stubble around soft lips that spoke in a smooth, deep voice: "No harm, no foul, brother. " It was the eyes that really caught my attention. At first I thought he was wearing contacts, but was close enough to see they weren't. A bright shade of emerald green, brighter than any I'd ever seen. I then realized he would likely be uncomfortable by my prolonged gaze, but then I realized he was giving me the body scan himself, a smirk on his face. An awkward silence continued, others passing by as if we weren't there. I took a few quick glances at the rest of him while we stood there. Dressed all in black, right down to the biker boots, the clothes were obviously big name designers that accentuated his muscled chest, vein-riddled arms and thick legs. Adjusting his shirt as we stood there revealed a shiny belt buckle, a crimson red biohazard symbol, his eyes flashing as he showed it off. I smirked in my mind, thinking he likely thought I was some dumb twink looking for cheap thrills. Well, I may be partially insane, but I'm not brain damaged. I knew its symbolism, as does anyone who chooses to wear it. But enough was enough. This was a weird day that needed to end. With a nod, I said good bye, turning from him towards the door. His parting words, however, chased any fuzzy feelings from my mind, replacing them with a frigid chill that ran down my spine: " I'll catch you soon, witch." The exact same words from earlier that had been echoing in my head since then. I turned to confront him, only to find he vanished. No trace of him anywhere in the lobby. 'That's it', I thought, 'I'm getting the hell home'. I rushed out of the library into the crowded street, finding that it was much darker than it should've been. One of the towers read 9:10, which made no sense. What time did I get to the library? How had I lost that much time? I calmed my questioning intuition and set off for the bus stop I needed to get back. Mere seconds after reaching the next block, my head exploded with searing pain, which nearly floored me. Fortunately the pain quickly subsided, although it left my head intact but my with a mental cloudiness that would not recede. Then I realized what had happened: some of my mind-based gifts had been blocked. I sent a call to Garrett, but there was no reply. I tested my telepathy, again only finding silence. Now, beginning to freak out, I turned back towards the direction of the library, only to find the black clad stranger staring directly at me with those green eyes, eyes which, even from a distance, I was positive were now glowing brighter. Out of the shadows and the crowds, two hooded men flanked him on each side, facing my way. 'Run, Marcus', a faint whisper of Garrett slipped into my mind, slowly fading but firm in the message: run.... Next time on The Hunt: what do this green eyed stranger and his phantom lackeys want from Marcus? Was he a witch-hunter perhaps, bent on Marcus' destruction? Was it a sick game of cat-and-mouse for this man's own dark and twisted sexual pleasures? Or something other plot entirely, orchestrated by an even more sinister hand? Coming soon: Part III - The Hunt Begins

For my bf and myself its not all about sex, we have sex for fun, more guys mean more fun in our opinion. Since we are both poz we both fuck bb. With others bb too. We maintain our relationship outside of sex. But its always fun to have me getting bred over and over by random guys and him breeding random guys.

This one is pretty fucking hot http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=FS7aKhR009_

from my earliest memories of seeing pornos as a tween, moneyshots always seemed absurd. deep inside only. cumming in air can never sustain comparison with cumming in ass....hell fukn no.

This is not by TIM, but it's a good match: http://www.rawtop.com/porn/2011-01/inked-musclebear-and-poz-daddy-screw-filipino This one is by TIM, maybe it's what you want http://www.rawtop.com/porn/2010-08/fred-mayer-loose-cummy-cunt-gets-used-timfuck-style If you give me more details of the scene, I can try again.

I treat my bottoms really nice. I kiss them. I eat their hole. I dont slam my cock in. I let them adjust to its size. I start off slow when I fuck until theyve loosened up. however. they are servicing my cock.....but I in turn, am servicing their cunt. This thread sounds like a bitch session for Womens Lib. and frankly I dont hook up with versatile dudes. I dont understand them and theyre too aggressive. and believe me. most tops will fit into my line of thinking more than yours. I dont want a submissive, but I do want a bottom. I dont want a top trapped in a bottoms body whose mad at the fact that he's not the boss in the bedroom. oh and lastly, there have been bottoms who have pussywipped me to where Id do just about anything to get into their hole. so whos really in charge there?