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I visited the local adult bookstore tonight. This handsome slender guy, probably in his mid-40s, kept walking nervously in and out of the booths, pausing in ones that did not have a gloryhole. After chasing him around for 20 minutes, he finally went into an adjoining booth that had a gloryhole. He teased me by sitting far from the gloryhole and jerking his cock. Then, suddenly, he stood up and aimed his dick at the gloryhole. His cock was so thick it barely squeezed through the hole. It must have been at least 8" long. I sucked his cock for 15 minutes, and he didn't seem any closer to coming. So I spit in my hand, lubed up his cock, and slid his thick raw cock up my ass. He thrust hard in and out for about a minute before he bred my ass. When he pulled out, he was still shooting cum, and it landed on my crack and legs. I felt my loaded hole and the massive amount that had coated my insides. This was the hottest fuck I can ever remember. The most cum I have ever received from one guy.

Was in las vegas recently and was super horny coming into town after the drive. Found a dirty little sex shop with booths in back with gloryholes. Went in back and stripped naked and got on my knees like a good cocksucker. Hot middle eastern daddy takes stall next to mine and before I know it im taking his rod in my mouth and tasting pre. I was worried when he pulled out before the finale, but he came around and entered my booth instead. He pushed me up against the wall and ficked me in the corner of that dingy little plywood vid booth.

So. This is another true story. A few weeks ago, my husband had just left for work and I was horny as hell. Note for those who didn't read my earlier post: I'm a 27 year old whore. 5'7" and about 150lbs. Hairy and love bottoming. My husband is a sweet adorable man who doesn't have much of a libido and I'm always horny as hell so I fuck around when he is away at work. Bored out of my mind, I decided to hit up some of my regulars to see if they were free. Nothing there. I hit up A4A and BBRT and small town that I am in, nothing. I finally resorted to Grindr. Posted a note saying I was horny and looking for now. A few minutes later I was hit up by a blank profile. No pleasantries. Just a simple "address?" Being a good slut I gave him my address. He asked, "std and HIV?" Me, "Clean. You?" Him, "Squeaky clean." That's all he said. I quickly showered and cleaned up and prepared the lube and condoms. Fifteen minutes later he sends me a message, "Here." Buzzer didnt work so I went downstairs to get him. At the door I literally stopped short. I saw a fucking hunk of a man. Handsome as fuck. White guy. Late twenties. Built like a football player (big and beefy). Black beard and the deepest blue eyes. The guy seemed too good to be true. I thought maybe he was there to meet someone else. I walked up and opened the door. He looked at me and said, "this is gonna be fun." I led him upstairs slowly. I was so in awe of him I couldn't walk any faster. I finally ushered him into my house and he asked where the bedroom was. I pointed it out weekly. He held me by the neck and led me into my own bedroom. I knew who was in charge. Once inside, he said, "Listen faggot. I'm straight so don't even think of trying to kiss me. Understood?" I weakly replied, "Yes Sir." I quickly got to my knees and untied his shoes. I took them off and took a big whiff of his sweaty smelly socks. I licked his smelly socks and rubbed my face all over and under his feet. My submission to his superior self got him hard. He motioned me up to his crotch and I obliged by quickly unbuckling his manly texas style belt and jeans. I pulled down his pants to his ankles and he stepped out of them. All the while my face was buried into his sexy grey boxer shorts as I was aiming for that hard on. He slapped me on my right cheek on the face and pulled off his shirt. For the first time I saw his sexy hairy chest. He had the perfect chest. Big and burly. His chest hair thicker and blacker than mine (which can be hard considering I'm brown). He had a sexy Tattoo on his left pec with his name on it. We will call him Brandon. He had another sexy complex mechanical tattoo on his left shoulder and upper arm. Basically with his shirt off, this Addonis went from a 9 to a 13 out of 10. I feel it is a bottom's duty to ensure that the bottom slut is undressed faster than its top. So I too quickly took off all my clothes down to my birthday suit left in just the work socks that my baby daddy had given me and told me to wear every time I got fucked by another man. Anyway, my sexy straight top then went to lie on the bed on his back. He made himself comfortable using my husband's pillows. And then ordered me with those Godly eyes onto his crotch. I politely obliged and took a big whiff of his sweaty crotch before begging him for permission to remove his boxers with my mouth. He permitted me. I did the finest and fastest job of doing so considering the practice I'd had. His cock was a beer can thick 9" member oozing precum. It was covered at the base by a thick growth of the densest public hair I had ever seen. This white man, whoever he was, was the finest specimen of a testosterone filled man I'd ever seen. I quickly started to lick his hairy balls and work my way up to his thick uncut cock. His crotch was pungent. And he was sweaty. Maybe he had worked earlier. It got me even more horned up. I took his cock in my mouth and tried to deep throat it. Gagged. He laughed and pushed me down on it. I choked and gagged for a few minutes before he let go. And then my throat became used to him and I wored his thick dick deep into my throat over and over. "I dont want to cum this way faggot," he said. I knew what he meant. I squirted some lube on my ass and positioned myself on my back. I grabbed a condom and started to open it. He laughed. "I'm gonna breed you raw faggot." With that he forced his thick cock onto my hole. It was too big. I screamed a "No. Condom please." He slapped me hard across the face. So hard it hurt. Angrily. He grabbed my face and chin with his hand and pushed his face into mine. "I will do as I want. And I will fuck your ass raw. Understood?" I started to cry. He spit on his thick cock and forced it in. I screamed in pain and he held his hand over my mouth and pushed my face down as he forced his way into my ass. He was pushing down on my face so much and so hard into the mattress, I could feel the box spring hitting the back of my head. My ass was higher than my face and completely at his disposal. He kept forcing his cock in till he was balls deep. And that's when the rough thrusting began. My screams were muffled by his sheer force and his loud animal grunts as he raped my ass raw. Twenty minutes later I had lost all strength to fight back and he was still strong and powerful destroying my sore ass. The pain was slowly starting to feel good as I knew I would probably never be raped like this by real man ever again. He moved his hand from my mouth to my neck and pulled me up to his hairy pit. I took a big whiff and as soon as I smelled his manliness, my limp dicklet sprung to life. This seemed to please my sexy bear rapist and his thrusts started to get deeper and faster. He kept hitting my prostate and after five more minutes, he had me cummings hands free. I shot all over my chest and face. He smiled and continued to grunt as my hole automatically became tighter after I had just come. It started to hurt more and more. I started to tear up again and whimpered. Finally he announced that he was getting close by grunting loudly and started to deposit volleys after volleys of his baby juice into my ass. I counted thirteen thrusts and volleys. I finally took a deep breath as he pulled out of me. My ass felt empty. He brought his dick close to my face to clean off. I could see pink splooge on it. I knew he had ripped me up good. I lapped up everything that was on his dick as he laughed for some reason. He looked at me handsome as ever and said, "You're such a faggot." As he wore his clothes and I lay there exhausted with my ass sore and bleeding, I said to him, "Thank you Sir."

Was wanking to some Xtube stuff this afternoon in my fav outfit: tanktop and tight stretchy gymshorts (which I actually don't wear at the gym because they are too revealing) when the doorbell rang. Postal Service delivery guy (cute younger guy) delivering a package. Well...he looked at my package (no way to hide that rockhard boner), grinned and told me to have a good time :-)

I have been following this story for months, just like many of you. I have read a LOT of dirty stories and this one is in the top percent for me. Anyone can throw some words together and call it a story, but it takes talent to leave you wanting more....this leaves me needing more, just like I bet Dalton is going to be needing more of what his neighbors are going to give him.

Excellent new chapter versbbguy. I like it how Cod and Dad are getting sluttier and sluttier independently of one another, and still neither of them know that the other is chasing poz. Cod jumping on BBRT was a hot move. And Dad connecting with not one, but two hotties from the clinic was superhot. I'm thinking Chris is gonna be a great contact for pulling in a bunch of HVL poz guys to get the job done. I envisage a whole bunch of raunchy possibilities: a). Dad is still neg, but Cod is poz. Cod hooks up with Sam and with the new guys in the story and the focus is on putting Dad in nasty poz gang-bang situations. Love the idea of Cod witnessing (and participating in) Dad's final descent. OR . Both Dad and Cod are still neg, and Sam sets up some gangbang situations for the two of them as a pair. The thought of them face to face on all fours making out and whispering dirty things to one another, while a train of poz guys fuck them is uber-hot. OR c). Maybe the ultimate gang-bang takes place after-hours at the clinic where Chris (who knows Sam) has set up a bunch of the clinic's best HVL clients to help out. OR d). Perhaps Chris and Sam advertise an HVL conversion gang-bang on BBRT for the neg father and son pair. The advertisement includes full photographs of the pair (including their cum-leaking holes), and attracts an amazing turnout. The advertisement attracts the attention of a BB porn company who gets in touch to film it, with before and after interviews (documentary reality TV style). Love the idea that when Dad and Cod finally poz up (which I hope is not for awhile), they become highly sought-after poz escorts and/or underground fetish porn stars and their adventures continue. The idea of Dad doing a nasty, explicit photoshoot advertising his hole (with Cod watching) is major turn-on. BTW, by now their holes must be getting very used, stretched and sloppy, (as good bb bottom slut holes do) Be great to document that. Whatever scenarios cum next, you're doing a great job versbbguy. I will be very sad if and when the tale ever ends. In the meantime, every new chapter is a filthy pleasure. THANKS for writing this story!

CHAPTER 8: Dad: It seemed as if every day for weeks continued like this. I would fuck my boy, then visit Sam, take his load, again and again. It might as well been a ritual. Many times after having visited with Sam I would find myself so horny that I would go home and have Cod drive Sam’s poz cum deeper into my ass. On other occasions I nearly raped Cod’s ass. My son Cod was my lover and I, his. I speculated on a few occasions if Cod was having sex with anyone other than me. I hoped not. The last time Sam fucked me he said he’d recently visited his immunologist and his viral load had spiked in the three months since his last visit. Sam had been blowing an enormous amount of his HIV+ cum inside my ass, and we were both determined to see me convert. I had to know if our sex had done the deed. I was determined to convert, and was equally determined to see my son also convert. I decided to get tested. Cod: Dad left for the afternoon to run errands, for all I knew Sam was fucking him right now, I wish Dad would talk about him. Two can play at this game, I thought, and I decided to get on BBRT which I haven’t used in a while; I created a new account. So many men are into bareback sex in Chicago, and so many it seems like are hiv+ undetectable. I remember how nervous Todd was when he told me he was positive and worried I’d never talk to him again; I think he was honestly surprised when we went back to him fucking me bareback. After searching a bit, I found one guy close by, twinkish, versatile, loved my profile; his status said “Ask me”. It took 2 emails to find out he’s hiv+ and undetectable and for us to exchange numbers and text each other, he was 19 years old. He never once made mention or asked me about my status (which reads negative in my profile). “I only bareback he said,”, “Same”, I responded. Amazing.. twenty or so minutes online and a guy was coming to my house to fuck me. Adam texted a few minutes later that he was close and he pulled up to my Dad’s house about 5 minutes later. “Nice place”, I let him in, “Thanks”. We looked at each other and immediately started to make out, it felt so good. “Where’s your bedroom?”, I let him down the hall to the bedroom I shared with my Dad, he saw photos, “You live with someone? Roommate?”, “My Dad.”, “Ohhh.. is he… “, “No he’s not here and won’t be for a while” and I grabbed him to make out. We started to undress and got on the bed naked, still making out, Adam was rubbing his cock against me. It was getting hard quickly, I didn’t realize for a short guy (he’s 5’ 7”) that his cock would be so big (it was easily 9”), I loved it. We were kissing and he was leaking precum and rubbing it onto me, “You want this?”, rubbing his cock on me, “Yes.”, I moaned into his mouth, we kept making out and somehow I reached over and grabbed the lube. I thought about the words Todd used to use, “I want you to fuck me and breed me deep.”, that really turned him on, as he elicited a “HOT!” while kissing me. Adam used the lube on both of us and then got between my legs which went over his shoulders very easily, I was horny, I wanted it and I didn’t give a fuck if he was hiv+ or not; besides I thought, Todd fucked me bareback all those times and I’m still negative. Adam eased slow into me and moaned, I know it had to feel good, I’ve got a great ass or so my Dad says. “Ohh fuck… your cock… feels so good”, “Yeah.. your ass feels great, too.”, and then he used his weight to slide that huge cock the rest of the way in, “I’m all the way in you… is that cum already in there?”, “Yeah…. “ (I grunted), “Fuck that’s hot”, his cock was big and I grunted, “You ok?”. I looked at his eyes, “Fuck me” and we kissed, he started slowly moving his cock inside of me. I didn’t bother to tell him it was my Dad’s cum he was driving deeper into my ass. “Fuck… I love your ass, I’m so glad like to fuck bareback,… you know I’m poz right”, and he pushed in as he said it to punctuate his tone. “I know”, and I squeezed down on his cock with my ass muscles, “Uhhhhhhh….. “, he groaned, “fuck, … that felt great”, “Fuck me Adam! Breed my ass like my Dad does." He looked at me a little strange but he didn’t stop fucking me. “Your Dad fu..fu.. fucks, you? That’s his cum?”, “Yeahh… he does”, I paused and gave it up, “And yeah… it is”, and I clamped down hard on his cock. “Much more of that and you’re gonna get a big load of poz cum in your ass.”, I did it again to make sure he knew I wanted his cum. “Fuck… oh fuck! Alright then… I’m close”, “Cum inside me!”, I practically demanded. “Oh fuck yeah… I love guys who bareback, “ he said between breathes, he was working up a sweat and I knew from enough sex with Dad that he was close to cumming. He leaned in and got my ass raised so that he was fucking me deep and his balls were slapping my ass, we were making out and my breathing was ragged, “I’m gonna cum… “, “Me too…”, I felt my nuts tighten and my load started to squirt, “Uhhhhhhhhh…. Uhhhhhhhhhhhh………. Cummmmmmmm… “, was all he managed to get out and I knew he was dumping his load inside me. My first poz sex and cum since Todd, Todd was on meds though and Adam said he was undetectable so I felt alright about it. Besides Adam was so hot I wanted his cum inside me bad and there we were. He removed his cock and we laid on the bed together, kissing, me with 2 big loads of cum in my ass, “That was great”, he said, “Me too… I mean yeah… yeah it was”. After a few minutes Adam got up and dressed, “Again sometime?”, “Love to”. He left. Wow that was intense my first real sex with another guy besides my Dad since college, it was fucking hot. Dad: I found myself sitting in the HIV testing center on Halsted. They use a numbering system to keep test results anonymous; Sam said that is how I should test. It was Tuesday afternoon and the place was practically empty except for the 2 guys working the desk, the one greeting people, Chris, was very good looking with a go-tee. He gave me a number; I sat down. A few minutes go by and a cute kid, looked 18ish, comes in, takes a number and sits down nonchalantly as if he’d done this many times before. I thought he really looked younger than Cod, but not “too much younger”. He had short brown hair, under a ball cap and the cutest blue eyes; I had to get to know him. “Hey… uhmm… Getting tested, too?”, “Yeh”, he replied and held up his number. “Me too”, holding up mine and smiling. He smiled back. “I’m Mark”, “Jake”, I swear my cock got a little hard as he said it. “This is my first time testing.”, “Really?”, he said, “..think this is my 5th or 6th time.”, “Oh yeah? You get tested often?”. “Eh.. I guess not .. good friend of mine, says I should get tested often because .. well, you know.”, “Because… you’re… “, I paused, “Gay.”, he said. “I’m gay too, its cool.”, I nearly blurted it out. Chris gave me a quick glance, we made eye contact, and he smiled. Wow he was so good looking, but I wanted to focus on Jake. “Glad to hear that.”, he said, “… glad we got that cleared up”, and be both had a quick laugh. “Your boyfriend couldn’t come, too”, I asked, “I’m not dating anyone right now… “, he paused, “You?”. “My boyfriend and I … we uhmmm… we’re… open”, I tried not to making sound so slutty, and I didn’t want to tell him my son was my boyfriend – at least not now; I also didn’t want to push him away. “That’s cool”, he moved over a seat to sit beside me, we made eye contact, “Hope this is cool.”, “Yeh… its cool Jake,.. you’re a good looking guy,”, “Thanks you too. My last boyfriend was 40.”, he offered, I obviously paused a little too long, “Not that you’re … “, “Its cool Jake, “ we laughed, “I’m 42 actually and my boyfriend is 22.. I love younger guys,”, “Cool. I like older guys”. “How old are you?”, I asked, “Eighteen…. That cool?”. I looked at him a second and smiled, “Very ok Jake… definitely ok. You nervous about getting tested?”, “Nahhh…. I get tested often”, and he lowered his voice a bit, “I really prefer to bareback and one of my friends… well, she worries I’ll get something.”, “Well its possible”, especially if I pump a load of hiv+ cum in your ass, I thought. “I decided to get tested, it just seemed like the right idea, even though I’ve been careful”, “Me too”. Chris called my number. “That’s me… ok, nice meeting you Jake, hope you’re here when I get back.”. Chris led me to one of the examination rooms and asked what seemed to be standard questions about safer sex practices, I said “no” when he asked if I had questions about using Condoms or the test itself. He said they test for hiv antibodies that can show up as early as about 90 days, sometimes sooner, sometimes later and that a negative result might not mean I’m not positive. I spoke cordially and told him what he needed to hear, its not like I was going to tell him I was bugchasing with a guy who went off meds to poz me. He asked me to swab the inside of my gums and he put it into a solution and closed it up, “Go back and sit in the lobby and I’ll call you when this is ready.”, “Ok, thanks Chris”, and I gave him a smile, he gave me one back. Jake was sitting there still, “They already test you, too?”, I said, “Not yet.”, and then Chris called Jake’s number. “Back in a minute.” And he disappeared into the same lab room I was in. It seemed like only a few minutes and Jake was back, “back”. We sat and talked about boyfriends and Starbucks and whatever to kill the time. Chris called my number again and we went into a different lab room; that got my attention. “ok.. I’ve got your test results, … any questions”, “Nope.”, I said. “Are you ready to learn if you’re hiv+ or not?”, “Yeah… I think so, I can handle it.”. He paused, “Your test was negative.”, I lied to him and said matter-of-factly, “That’s good.”. “We do ask for a $20 donation to keep the center open and offering free testing, if you can’t… “, I cut him off, “It’s cool. I got it.”, I gave him $40, “That second $20 is for whoever comes in next that doesn’t have it,”, “Nice. Thanks.”, he paused again thinking, “Can we uhmm.. “, he paused a bit, ”get toge….”, “You wanna get together sometime”, I blurted out. We both grinned, “yeah man…. Love to”. “Sorry we’re not actually supposed to do that… but I … I… you’re hot”, we made straight eye contact, “I think you’re hot, too.. is it forward to ask if you top or bottom?”. We both laughed, “Mostly bottom… “ and he paused again, “Bareback?”. My eye went up, I smiled, “Me too.” I gave him my number, “Just text me later when you’re off”, “Cool.”, that was weirdly intense and I was hard when I went back to the lobby. Just like before I got to the lobby and Jake’s number was almost immediately called, he looked at me, and he went to a lab room with Chris; I wondered what his results would be? I decided to wait. Jake returned some minutes later like I did, “That was weird he didn’t ask me to pay this time. I didn’t think you’d still be here”, “I thought I’d wait for you”, we were talked but decided to walk outside. “Wanna get together sometime?”, “Love to…. “, he leaned toward me looking down at my crotch, “Love for you to give me your bare cock”, I smiled, “I tested negative, we can do that”, “Cool. Same.”. My thoughts went a little wild thinking I went to get tested for hiv+ and met two cute really cute guys and both want to fuck bareback; crazy. I texted Sam, “I’m horny and I need to cum over right now.”, “Just got home… come on”. About thirty minutes or so later and I’m naked at Sam’s house, on all fours, and his bare poz cock is riding me like he has all these times before. “Fuck! Sam! I love your poz cock…. Still off meds?”, “Yeah babe… “, fucking me, groaning, “You know I’m not going back on ‘em ‘til you test poz… when you gonna get tested?”. It hadn’t been quite 3 months since Sam and I started down this path, him intent on being my poz gifter, and me intent on being the hiv+ bottom that he knocks up. “Got tested today”, I said as I pushed back on his cock, he groaned again trying to push in further, “ohh yeah….”, “yeah….”. I loved teasing him. He kept fucking me, the only noise was our groans punctuated by the slapping sounds of his crotch and my ass. “So……?”, after a few minutes go by, I waited… I knew it was making him crazy, “Still neg”, “FUCK!”, he said, “I know”. He started fucking me harder. “Bareback fucker… you want it don’t you, you and me, we’re gonna knock that ass up --- get a positive test result next time.”. “Oh fuck yeah… Sam! Do it... fucking breed me… I want it.”, I was squeezing down on his cock the way Cod would do to me sometimes. “I … fucking … want you … to fucking … POZ ME!”, I nearly shouted and Sam took that as a marching order, he was directly behind me but he was adjusting his cock left and right to try and push harder into me, he told me he liked being rough to try and make me bleed a bit; that’s how he went poz so quickly when he chased. “Yeah… Sam,.. do it, fuck me rough .. make me bleed, fill me with poz seed deep in my ass and infect me. I want poz”. “You are going to poz Cod aren’t you?”, “Already trying… I want that as much as I want you barebacking me and dumping unmedicated poz cum in my ass", “I’m close, neg boy”. “FUCK YES! GIVE IT TO ME…. POZ ME SAM!”, he was groaning hard I knew he was about to dump inside me again, “Fuck….. fuck… fuck… here it comes babe… you’re gonna…. ARHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”, he held still and I could feel his cock expand and his hips jerk a bit, he was filling me up. Sam was pumping hiv+ cum inside me. “Oh fu...... love it… love that….”, he was out of breathe again, like usual. He held still for a long time, longer than normal, heavy breathing between the both of us, both of us sweaty. I was gonna breed the fuck out of Cod when I got home.

His day to day life was pretty normal. At least everyone thought. He had a man who he shared his life with for a few years now and they were a happy couple talking about marriage and maybe even a family. Their friends and family always said that they were the model couple for both str8 and gay people. He had a very bad habit of fucking around on the side. There was some sort of need built into his genes that made him want to coax a married str8 guy to take his raw cock. The thrill of seducing an otherwise faithful guy into a steamy sex scene with no protection was a thrill he could barely contain his bone while thinking of it. He loved to deep seed those guys too. He prided himself on being just that sort of gay man who could interests guys regardless of their preferred sexual orientation. It wasn't just those stupid str8 guys that made him bone up. He loved to meet with the twinks with the new relationships. The ones who thought they met the boy of their dreams. Some sort of Disney princess fantasy boy who could never cheat on his usually twink boyfriend. Those boys made him growl with lust. Those twink boys who still used condoms with their new boyfriends and never actually felt a raw cock or cum in their tender cunts. Those were a true delicacy for his lusty appetite. His escapades never went home with him and home life continued to be the perfect picture it always was. One night after notching another "married" guy on his belt he ran into a dude who knew what his fetish was. The dude was something like a porn star with a perfect muscled body and a bit more ink than most guys have. His confidence and shared interest in cheating was a big thrill for our hero to learn about. What he didn't expect to find out from this dude was that he would be bottoming for him on a regular basis for the next few weeks. It was an experience that was new for him. It wasn't like he hadn't bottomed before but he rarely bottomed lately and almost never raw. The dude fucked him that first time and his cock was so fucking huge and perfectly shaped. This guy knew exactly how to move and pound that meat into a raw cunt to make it sing. He found himself craving another fucking from his newly found top. After a few months of daily fucks after work, his boyfriend began to notice that his cunt was a bit more stretched out than usual. He asked about it but it was not discussed or even acknowledged. It was easy for him to divert his boyfriend from his cheating ways by hammering the boy's cunt for an hour or so just to be sure that he was too worn out to question anything any further. He realized that he had become the guy he used to prey on.. He was seduced into being a cheater for his porn star dude. He was hungry for the cum that this man was saving for him each day. He was feeling a little bit ashamed of himself for being the faggot that he turned others into but it felt good being treated this way by his stud. After 4 months, the stud never showed again. Our hero was now empty and a little hungry for a good fucking. After being seen in dark rooms and bookstores, a lot of other guys knew that he took raw cock pretty well. So he sampled the cock around for a few days just to find that right feeling. He finally gave up and went home. He figured he'd take a few weeks to get himself together and then get out there and find a new crop of men to disrupt. His boyfriend was at home with a piece of mail from the doctor. He was poz. He was sad and told our hero that he was probably infected from an afternoon indiscretion he had a few months ago with a stranger. He was so ashamed of himself and told our hero that he would be so guilty if he pozzed him. Of course our hero was more than thrilled to find out that he was poz. Not so much because of his ability to lay a lot of guilt on his boyfriend's affair. but imagining all of those str8 men going home to their wives and girlfriends... maybe those guys who fucked their own kids in private and all of that mess that would be revealed because he stealthed them totally by accident. He had a huge dripping boner thinking about his poz daddy stud man while they finished the bio-hazard ink on top of his shaved cock. He never bothered to ask or even think about why the stud had it and now he wanted to be just like him. He wondered how he could fuck his own younger brother......

I was one of the under-18s seeking out older men though I'd already managed to find plenty at the local park.. Once I read a 'room available for rent' ad in the paper looking for a 'broadminded' person to share. I thought broad-minded must mean gay (as well as possible stoner lol) so at age 16 I headed to this address and knocked on the door, answered by a maybe 35yr old, solid-built guy. I said I was there responding to the ad and he said 'for the room?' and I said 'no for the fuck'. I told him I'd read a 'for a good time, come to *address*' graffiti on some toilet wall. He was confused but said I'd better come inside, maybe for a coffee, and came up with the idea that his ex-flatmate who'd left on bad terms must have written the graffiti. Anyway my scheme worked perfectly as it wasn't too much longer before I was on my back in his bedroom. He introduced me to poppers for the first time, which helped a lot since he was pretty thickly hung.

"Oh, man, please, keep going," I exclaimed when his cockhead breached my ass. "Don't worry, guy, you'll get it. I'm just easing it in," replied Colin as he slowly filled my ass. Eddie, meanwhile, had shifted position so the two of us were face to face. When he took me into his manly arms I thought I would melt with pleasure. "I'm gonna make sure your first time is special," Eddie whispered, just as Colin's cock was balls-deep in my hole. Easing his cock in and out, Colin repeated the movement with increasing vigor, a bit harder with each thrust. Eddie crawled out and was now in front of me. He grabbed my face, knelt down and kissed me, then went back up and pushed his dick into my mouth. He grabbed my head and started to fuck my throat. I didn't want Colin to think Eddie was being too rough for me, so I let out some moans. "Damn Colin, just started and I think he's decided," Eddie remarked. "Yeah, decided what?" Colin asked. "You know, which team he's catching for," Eddie replied, which earned a chuckle from Colin, as they exchanged a high-5 in self congratulation, I supposed. I let out some uncomfortable moans just to change pace, but they understood that I was enjoying it on some level. Colin was fucking me at a pretty steady rate, each thrust pushed into me. I couldn't even speak because Eddie wasn't giving my mouth a break. He must really like the straight boy thing. He released my head and told me we were switching positions. They moved me onto my back and Colin pushed his cock into me. Eddie tried to put his down my throat, but was having a hard time fitting it in. Since this wasn't my favorite position anyway, I went with the role play asking "Hey I don't really like this position. Mind if we swit...." Suddenly Eddie was able to figure out how to stop me from finishing that sentence when he slid his beautiful cock into my mouth. True, the position in which I found myself was clumsy, and in some degree it worked, but I reasoned the two guys were enjoying themselves and I was more than pleased they elected to play with me. It also occurred to me I knew how they would react to any resistance on my part, so I groaned a bit, whereupon to my surprise Colin withdrew, even if Eddie held my face for a few seconds longer, deep-throat fucking me before letting me up for air. Grabbing the back of my head Eddie commented "Listen, we've already seen you handle it. You can definitely handle it," adding "Let's keep this up Colin." He still had my head in his hands and held it in front of my face. I wouldn't open my mouth for him which earned the sharp question "Are you gonna make me ask?" 'Not yet', I thought. I looked up at him for a second, then opened my mouth to his cock. Eddie immediately slid his cock all the way down to the base, commenting "That's-mother-fucking-right. Come on Colin, let's show this bitch what he likes." Colin moved slowly, but he did press his cock back into my ass. Not so long after he grabbed my ankles and started to fuck me harder. Eddie released his hold and made me look up at Colin who exclaimed "Oh, fuck, I'm about to bust." Even at that moment I managed to blurt the question "Wait! Do you have a condom on?" "Yeah, of course," Colin replied, following with "Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, I'm about...ughhhh...." Clearly pleased, Eddie smiled at both Colin and me, saying "There you go, shit," although the mood was a bit spoiled when he added "What's your name, kid?" Oh fuck, how dumb, I felt as I answered "Jacob." "Sexy. There you go Jacob. That's how to take a it. How'd it feel?" he asked. I contemplated what to say, and settled on "I-uh-I, that was incredible." Colin smiled broadly saying "Glad I could help kid, enjoy yourself," as he abruptly walked out the door, leaving just me and Eddie in the room. I looked at him with a question in my eyes. "Good, now that that fuck is gone, I can really have you," Eddie announced. _________________________________________________ Note from Mister23: Damn, sorry it took so long. Class and what not.

Yesterday morning. I woke up horny as hell and answered an ad on craigslist. Some guy wanting to fuck ass in his complex laundry room. It was in a sketchy part of town...but I needed to get fucked. I found his complex, parked and headed towards the building he described thinking how long will it take them to find my dead body. This place was scary. When I rounded the corner there was a young tatted and braided thug waiting. He asked if I was the faggot looking to get fucked and when I said yes, he pushed me towards the laundry room. It was as nasty as the outside. He pushed me against a washer and told be to drop my pants. As soon as I did he was fingering spit into my ass. Then on his cock before ramming it in me. Never saw his dick but knew he had a mushroom head the way it popped in my hole. The thug was brutal. No finesse just rough pounding my ass, calling me faggot as he rammed his dick in me. Must have kept up for 10 minutes or more before he came slamming is dick deep I me. Then he yanked his dick out and told me to clean it. I got down on my knees and started licking his dick. I was right about the mushroom head. And loved tasting his load and my ass juice on it. He grabbed my head and started face fucking me when the door opened and in walked a guy with a laundry basket. He saw what was going on and left. But a couple minutes later he was back and watched me gag on the rough face fucking I was getting from the thug. The thug liked being watched because he really started raping my throat and calling me names til he shot his load. It was a big one, so I knew my ass had a big load in it too if this was load two. He pulled out and left me there on my knees. The other guy walked up, dropped his sweat pants and fed me his cock. And I sucked him off in no time. Not as rough and a sweeter tasting load. I got up, got dressed and headed to the car. The thug was waiting for me. He said the next time he fucks my faggot ass its $20. I asked him to explain and he said he'd fuck me any time but it would cost me $20. I said OK and got out of there. His load dripped out of my sore ass all day...so it might be money well spent the next time I need to get fucked!

The first guy that ever fucked me was my best friends dad....I was 16 and sleeping over at their house, I sucked off my best friend and swallowed his load and about an hour later I went downstairs to get a drink of water and ran into his dad with a huge erection..he looked at me and then looked at his cock and I knew he wanted me....I pulled his boxers down to find a 9.5 inch cock and started sucking on it..he then told me to follow him to the den and he told me to get on all fours and started to rim me......he fucked me and it hurt like fucking hell until he expolded deep in me. I kissed him and he said he tasted cum and I told him it was his sons and I swallowed his load earlier......this made his dick hard again and he fucked me longer and harder and shot another load in me. Next morning my best friend had awaken and had his morning wood and was playing with my ass..he asked why I was lubed up and I told him that I wanted him to fuck me.....he slid in and started to fuck me until he shot his load in me to mix with his fathers 2 loads...he pulled out and I went down on him to clean his cock and taste the mixture of both their loads.....he asked me where I got the lube and I confessed to him that it was his dad's cum in me and he said that was cool. It was the start of a dad/son tag team for me that went on for 2 years and they enjoyed it as much as I did.

Luke just got home from the best night of clubbing he ever had. It was just only a half hour before that Chad had given him his phone number after two hours of dancing and kissing on the dance floor. Luke couldn't help but to think of the reflection in the mirror in the club as they danced with Chad's toned, smooth and lightly tanned body moving expertly to the music. He thought about the huge bulge being pushed against his crotch as they danced tightly together. He didn't want to be too eager and call; but if he didn't see Chad again soon, he couldn't live with it. He pulled called the number scribbled onto the drink napkin. "Hello," answered Chad in a gently manner. "Hi, this is Luke. You gave me your number at the club while we...." Luke could hardly finish before Chad replied. "Yeah, cutie. I remember you. What are you doing now? I don't want to be forward, but if you're not tired, we should hang out," Chad offered. Luke was trying not to sound too excited, "yeah, that's cool. I'd like to see you." There was a slight pause and then Chad volunteered, "Just so there's no surprise, I'm HIV positive. I mean, if we end up getting that far, I think you should know up front." There was an even longer pause; as Luke was completely unprepared for that remark and he had never found himself in this position before. "Are you there?" Chad asked. "Yeah, sorry. I'm just...um...surprised. I think you're really hot. I just...well, not saying we'd get that far anyway, but I wouldn't feel comfortable having sex with a poz guy. I don't wanna risk it." "It's cool," Chad said evenly. He heard this before; and had gotten used to it. Still, Luke still couldn't get the image of Chad out of his head; and still felt a longing to feel the huge bulge against him again, and quickly found himself suggesting an alternative, "Well, if we get that far, how about I just blow you? I give great head." Chad tried not to sigh loudly, "Nahh, sorry. Head doesn't get me off. I need to fuck a nice ass raw to get off. So, this isn't gonna work. Sorry man." "Wait," Luke felt a sense of panic, not wanting to let Chad hang up. "I promise you I'll make you cum by sucking you off good." "That never works. Everyone says they can, and it never happens. Sorry," Chad replied. Another awkward pause. Luke was growing desperate. "Um .. well, how about this. I'll suck your cock for ten minutes; and if I can't make you cum, then you can fuck me." Chad was a bit shocked, "Um..., I'm not sure you wanna do that. I'm not kidding, no one has ever made me cum by head before; so I would end up fucking you bareback. And I don't think you'll be able to handle it." Handle it? Luke thought to himself: is it *that* big? Luke was even more aroused at the thought of it now, but kept himself composed, "I can make anyone cum. I promise if I don't make you cum in ten minutes, you can fuck me bare." Chad thought for a moment. "Well, you better not back out. In fact, I want you to lube up your hole with lots of lube before I come over 'cause if I don't cum in ten minutes, like you say, my cock is plunging right into your hole, so, you better be ready." Wow Luke thought to himself and found himself instantly hard, and agreeing to the proposal, gave Chad his address. About 45 minutes later, Luke's mouth opened as Chad pulled down his jeans and revealed 8.5 inches of length and a thick head pointing almost straight up. "I'm counting starting now," Chad said as he looked at his watch. Luke found himself a little scared, but still aroused. He knew the odds of contracting HIV from sucking a poz cock were very low; but he was still nervous. He also felt turned on by the idea, somehow, though. Luke slowly took the tip of the big cock into his mouth and swirled his tongue around the head for about a minute. "Oh, that's a good start, keep going," Chad urged him, knowing full well, he was not going to cum unless it was up Luke's ass. Luke was giving the best head he could muster, and was surprised only to hear a slight moan every few minutes. Chad stayed rock hard, and Luke thought Chad would come at any moment. Then Chad remarked "One more minute until I own your ass." Luke felt somewhat anxious, but also turned on. He sucked frantically, and played with the low-hangers dangling at the base of the massive cock he was enjoying. In the back of his head, he found himself secretly hoping that he would fail in this task. And then he found himself slowing down some so as to maybe not be successful. "That feels so good, yeah go slower," Chad said, even though the slower pace was even less pleasing to him. Luke sucked even more slowly; and found himself going from the tip to about a third of the way down the cock in about 15 seconds, far slower than his earlier attempts. 'I wonder what it would feel like?' Luke thought to himself, knowing he was failing at his self-appointed task. "Time's up." Chad announced. Luke looked up at him with a sense of wanting and apprehension. "Tell you what," Chad considered, "I'll give you three more minutes to get yourself off the hook. But, if you can't make me cum these last three minutes, I get to cum in your ass too." Luke was so turned on by the idea of this huge cock owning his ass, that he quickly agreed even though he desperately wanted to fail now. "Go slow again like you did. That felt good," Chad lied. So, Luke continued with the slow blowjob while he considered the implications. Now that Luke was wanting to get fucked, he found himself slowing increasing his pace. If Chad liked it slow, then Luke reasoned he should pick up the pace to prevent Chad from cumming. "Oh fuck," Chad said as Luke picked up the pace, "I said go slow...fuck, that feels good...fuck...you...are...good." Chad was starting to lose a little control. Luke sucked ferociously on the cock, gagging occasionally and making the thick meat in front of him as wet as possible. Chad found he was having a little difficulty from getting too aroused; but he kept his eye on the prize and managed to stave off the orgasm that was building within him. Luke felt the cock tightening in his mouth; and feared his mouth would be filled with cum any moment; and now was determined to get fucked, so, Luke stopped suddenly. "I can't do it. Your dick is just too big. My jaw is tired. I give up." Luke tried to act upset and disappointed, yet, at this point, it was nearly impossible to contain the excitement he was feeling. Luke got off his knees and onto the bed on his back. "You win," Luke said in a faked sad voice. "Go ahead and fuck me." Chad had learned to not give neg guys a chance to re-consider. Without missing a beat, he quickly moved into his position, and worked his cock into Luke's pre-lubed hole, forcing his thickness into the tight wanting hole in front of him. "OH GOD!" Luke yelped. "Not all at once! Ahh!" Luke ignored the Chad's order, and shoved his big tool all he way to the hilt. "FUCK! FUCK!" Luke cried, "You're...FUCK...oh fuck!" Luke slowly slid it out a couple of inches and then back into the hilt. "Unhh...No! Fuck!" Luke exclaimed. "I don't know if...oh FUCK!" Chad was slowly picking up his pace. "It's okay, you'll get used to it. Yeah, take my cock. Take it." The initial sharp pains brought Luke closer back to reality and he remembered that Chad was poz; and he started to get tense, saying "I don't know...if..." Luke started to say. Chad cut him off by again pushing in all the way. "Oh fuck! Oh god, that feels amazing..." Luke's ass suddenly got used to the big piece prying its way into his body. "I'm just not sure if...." Another thrust. "Oh fuck! Nooo!" Luke again exclaimed. Chad picked up the pace; he knew Luke was now under his control. "Oh no! No! No!" was all Luke could mutter as his ass was pounded. "Oh yeah, I knew I'd get your ass," Chad taunted, as he continued to drive his cock into his new twink lover. "No..." Luke mumbled. "You want me to stop?" Chad offered, anticipating the answer. "No" Luke could barely utter as he tried to catch his breath. Chad drilled for another minute and then directed Luke, "Get on your stomach." Chad pulled out and Luke immediately complied. Chad shoved his big cock back in, startling Luke again, but pleasing him all the same. "HOLY FUCK! FUCK!" Luke yelled, "No! No! NOOO!" Chad continued to hammer his newly conquered hole, "You ready for my poz cum?" "No! Don't cum in me!" Luke blurted out, yet he was craving it now. "You want me to stop?" Chad asked as he pounded as deeply as he could. "No! No! Fuck me! FUCK ME!" Luke screamed. "Get ready for my load!" Chad commanded, picking up his pace. "NO! OH FUCK! NO! NO! FUCK ME!" Luke kept yelling as he neared his climax and was too turned on to reconcile the conflicted feelings he was having. "TAKE IT!!!!" Chad yelled as he buried his cock deep and unloaded in slow, forceful thrusts. "NO!!!!!!!!!!" Luke shouted as he felt the hard cock pulsating in his ass, and as he jizzed himself into his blanket beneath him. Chad collapsed next to Luke as each guy caught his breath. Luke was slowly coming to his senses after the insane fuck he just experienced. "Oh my god. I can't believe I did that," Luke said as he started to regret what just happened. "I told you that you couldn't make me cum from head," Chad replied with a smirk.

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

Moving in with Dad Todd never knew his Father when he was growing up. His Dad, Jeff, had knocked-up Todd's Mom back when the two of them were in high school and since they lived in a small, ultra church-going town, she was not going to have an abortion. Todd's mother raised him on her own until she suddenly died midway through his senior year of high school. His maternal grand parents wanted to take him in, but state law gave Jeff primary responsibility for Todd's care, so once Jeff was apprised of the situation, he gladly took Todd in to live with him in a town in the adjoining county. The first few days for Todd in his Father's were, quite naturally, somewhat awkward, but the two found a comfortable routine. Todd was particularly pleased when he realized his Father was far less controlling than his Mother had been, so Todd found himself enjoying a sense of freedom which he never experienced with his Mother, especially when Jeff guided Todd through the process of getting a driver's license and in providing a car which Todd could use to drive to and from school, as well use as around town. Todd even felt the freedom to explore more of himself. From an early age Todd had sensed he was gay, but given the ultra-conservative character of his Mother's family and the town in which he and she had lived, he suppressed any exploration of his sexuality. Living with his Father, on the other hand, was a different story, and Todd quickly found a himself a friend at school, David, with whom he could let his guard down and be himself. Quickly David and Todd were spending a fair amount of time together, and, given Jeff was often out on weekend evenings, Todd was able to host. The first night they hung out Todd received and gave his first blow job, in the process swallowing David's load, which was Todd's first experience in tasting cum. The following week David got Todd to fuck him, and as David never used condoms, the fuck session was bareback. Naturally David bred Todd's hole, maintaining condoms ruined a good sexual experience for both the top and bottom. On Todd's 18th birthday came around, Jeff took him out for a nice dinner, and the following Friday night, when Jeff was on the road, David introduced Todd to a strange glass pipe, showing Todd how to take a hit off of it. Now, Todd had never explored any recreational substances, but having enjoyed everything David had suggested they explore up to date, it wasn't a stretch to get him to try smoking a bowl or two. That night, however, somewhat unexpected, Jeff came home early, entering the house quietly to avoid awakening his son. Moving soundlessly down the hallway, Jeff passed Todd's door, which was slightly ajar, the glow of a television providing the only light in the vicinity. However, before Jeff had completely passed the doorway, he registered a slight hint of movement which arrested Jeff, compelling him to pause to understand what he was seeing. Then, through the gap between the door and the door frame, Jeff registered Todd was 'entertaining' David, and that David on Todd's bed, on all fours, and that Todd was behind him and that both boys were naked. Standing discretely in the shadows, Jeff smiled and thought to himself, "Like father, like son," and, this same reaction extended to seeing Todd light up and heat the bowl. At this exact moment, David chanced to glance back at Todd, and in so doing, caught a glimpse of Jeff. The two briefly locked eyes, and then Jeff discretely and quietly moved down the hall, heading for his own bedroom. David, however, was not as sang froid as Jeff, and slid off of Todd's cock saying "Todd, your Dad just walked down the hallway and saw us!" "You sure?" Todd asked, even as David dressed. "Yeah, absolutely. Sorry, guy, but I'm out of here. We'll talk later." After David left Todd thew on some mesh basketball shorts and, taking a deep breath, walked down the hallway to see his father, whose bedroom door was slightly ajar, and a light was burning. Before Todd could knock his father called out in an even voice, "Come on in, Todd." Not knowing what to expect, Todd complied, finding his Father in the bathroom doing something with the water running. "Todd, make yourself comfortable, I'll be right out," Jeff called. A few seconds later Jeff walked into the bedroom, shocking Todd in the process: Jeff was butt ass naked. Todd was not so shocked, however, not to think 'Man, Dad has a great body, and I guess I have Dad's cock'. In fact, Todd couldn't help but stare at his Father. Although 35 Jeff's body was quite muscular, and his cock was a full eight inches, even soft. Moving his line of sight up to his Father's face, Todd relaxed somewhat. Clearly his Father wasn't outraged or distraught, in fact he looked quite cool. 'He's probably going to give me a safe sex talk', Todd thought. What he didn't expect was Jeff's opening question "So, how do you like fucking David?" Although a bit startled at the opening question, Todd had presence of mind to answer honestly "It's great, Dad, I love fucking David." "And what about the pipe?" Todd wasn't on uncertain ground how to best answer, but Jeff made it easy when he set the stage saying "I sure like smoking sand glass pipe. Don't you?" The Jeff really blew Todd away when he asked "Todd, would you like to get high with me? The stuff I have will blow you away." Todd didn't have to actually answer his Father. Rather Jeff approached with a rubber strap, a syringe loaded with some liquid, and an alcohol wipe. Jeff put the rubber strap on Todd's left bicep, and then used the alcohol wipe to wipe-down Todd's inner elbow, and then, still not having said a word, Jeff took the syringe in hand, pulling the cap off with his teeth, then sinking the needle in a fat vein in Todd's inner elbow, withdrew the plunger, drawing forth a drop of blood before emptying the content of the syringe into Todd. Just before Jeff removed the rubber strap was "Todd you'll probably feel a surge of warmth, followed by a chemical taste in the back of your throat and then you'll probably cough a couple times, then you'll feel your heart race and your breath will also increase. Just ride the rush, relax and enjoy the experience."

Most people thought of Drew as one of two things: shy or nerdy. With a slighter build, and eye glasses that were just a tad too thick for his face, he often went unnoticed to most people. Take off the glasses and the Walmart clothes, and a heart-stopping twink appears with big brown eyes. Underneath the shy exterior, there was a young man full of lust, curiosity and dark fantasies. He couldn't dare find a way to express his wants to guys he met in real life. The Internet sites he visited provided him with the right combination of opportunity and anonymity for him to be bolder .. and more daring. Last night, his online chatting brought out one of Drew's darkest fantasies. For reasons he could never understand, he always found himself drawn to the online stories of bug chasing and conversions. Nothing made his dick harder than the story of unexpected stealth breeding. He had all of the bareback story sites bookmarked and indulged them on a regular basis. He was well-versed in the "lingo" and felt it was time to put his working knowledge of this forbidden world into practice. Drew didn't really want to get pozzed, he decided. He loved the "fantasy" of the idea. So, when he got the nerve to engage in some sexy talk with a poz guy on Adam4Adam, he didn't fully expect where it would take him. drewtrek22: hey that's a hot screenname. top9inyou: yeah? you want it? drewtrek22: whoah! not so fast, man. Just like your pics. It says ur poz. And anything goes? Maybe that's not such a good idea? top9inyou: if it's not your thing, then peace out man. drewtrek22: just saying i wouldn't let a big poz dick up my ass. even though your're hott. topin9you: okay Drew waited. He needed to keep the conversation going. He was too curious and excited now. drewtrek22: i bet you want to poz my hole don't ya? shoot your charged load up my ass? admit it. top9inyou: only if you wanted that. drewtrek22: like i would want poz cum up my ass? no thanks! you're hot, but I'm not taking your poz babies. thanks. top9inyou: well if you change your mind, you found me first. so you know where to find me again. drewtrek22: i just don't want you to stealth fuck me and turn me into a little poz cumslut top9inyou: oh? well then, don't let poz guys up your ass. you never know what you'll get. drewtrek22: yeah, i bet you want to stealth breed me. your profile says "anything goes." i bet that means you like to seduce a guy and make him beg for your cum, right? top9innyou: i never had to make anyone beg for my cum. everyone that takes my cock wants my cum. it's cool if that's not your thing. drewtrek22: nobody ever said stop?! top9inyou: everybody always says "more." drewtrek22: not me. don't get any ideas with that big dick of yours. Drew's dick was so hard it strained the buttons fastening his jeans. The anticipation of that big hot dick entering a forbidden place - it was too enticing an idea to stop thinking about; so he pressed on with the conversation. drewtrek22: well, like i said, you're hott. and your dick looks amazing. but i wouldn't beg for poz cum. top9inyou: so you say now drewtrek22: i mean it. i might suck your big cock and let you rub my ass with your thick cock; but no pozzing my hole!!! top9inyou: if you don't want it, you won't get it. Another long pause. Drew had to continue. drewtrek22: i gotta say it's hot thinking about a hot guy with a big dick pushing my boundaries, though. top9inyou: what kind of boundaries? drewtrek22: ya know .. barebacking with a poz guy. top9inyou: oh that turns you on, huh? drewtrek22: yeah. kinda. i'm not saying you can fuck my ass with your hot poz cock though. Drew reflected on that last message he sent. That was when he tipped his hand, he realized. top9inyou: oh you think my poz cock is hot eh? drewtrek22: i'm just saying your hot, that's all. do u ever pull out? top9inyou: nope drewtrek22: think you can make an exception for me? top9inyou: if my dick goes inside you, it's not coming out until i unload inside you. It was that statement that Drew couldn't let escape his mind. So, it was no surprise that just a couple of hours after talking with Evan (aka "top9inyou"), Drew found himself in a "vulernable" position. Drew was laying on his side with Evan beside him as well. Evan was reaching around Drew and slowly pulling on Drew's small but rock-hard shaft. All the while, Evan slowly rocked his pelvis into Drew. Evan had boxers on and Drew was in his briefs. It took an hour of akward chit chat before Evan finally persuade Drew to "cuddle" in his bed. The large bulge being rubbed into Drew's bottom was driving him crazy. Evan knew he could take things at least a bit further; and pulled down his boxers and then pressed his large eager member into Drew's briefs, aiming for his hole. "Mmmm .." Drew leaked out. "I bet you want to put your big poz dick in my ass now, don't you?" Evan turned the question around, "are you wanting my big poz dock in you now?" Drew's only response was another "mmmmm ..." as he couldn't bring himself to say yes, despite wanting to feel the shaft nudging into his pleasure spot. Moments later, the line had been crossed. Drew was trying to catch his breath. His ass felt like it was on fire, being pinched, pulled and stretched in impossible ways while Evan slowly pressed his now spit-drenched thick dick into Drew's hot hole. "That's it .. take my dick," Evan said softly as he pressed in deeper, and kissed Drew softly on his neck. All Drew could think about at the moment was the pain his ass was feeling. He had forgotten that moments before he was anxious over the dick making its way toward's his hole. "You like that big poz cock in you now?" Evan poked Drew was now second guessing himself. The pain was so intense, "I don't know .. maybe we should stop. It hurts..." Evan did not let up, though. He continued to use the ass he was initially offered. He was feeling stupid now. Drew thought a dick like this big would feel great; and he's letting a poz guy up his ass. It doesn't feel good at all, and now he's gonna get hiv, Drew was realizing. "There's a poz dick in my ass, " Drew thought to himself, "he's trying to fuck hiv up my ass." And somehow logic escaped him. The thought of a big poz dick inside him triggered the release of that pent-up desire he had tried so hard to supress. A moment later, the punishment of Drew's ass was quickly turning into a rampage of pleasure. The painful jabs quickly turned into exciting thrusts of ecstacy. Drew never had such a full wonderful feeling deep inside him. His tiny hard dick sprung up involuntarily with each jab he welcomed. Drew's ambivalence quickly turned to demand. "Yes! Fuck me with your big poz cock!!!" Drew implored. The combination of a poz cock, coupled with the biggest dick he ever had inside him won him over. "I knew you'd want more," Evan reminded Drew. "Yes! More!" Drew vaguely remembered denying the notion before. "I'm gonna poz your little ass," Evan informed his new twink lover; and continued to hammer into Drew's now-stretched, full and wanting hole. "Oh fuck!" Drew said as he took short intense heaving breaths, "yeah, poz me up!" The only thing keeping Drew from cumming instantly was a small bit of doubt buried deep in the back of his head telling him that this might be a mistake. He ignored the thought as best he could; and somehow that thought reinforced the arousal he was feeling. Evan embraced Drew even more tightly, and then asked, "are you ready to take it all?" Drew couldn't imagine his ass any fuller or the cock even deeper. He was almost afraid to answer, but wanted to feel it all, "Yes give it to me!!!" With little effort, Evan rolled Drew onto his stomach, while keeping part of his large cock still inside him. Drew instinctively bucked back and felt Evan pry deeper. Drew's eyes widened. He felt a combination of pleasure and pain he never expected. "holy shit .. Yeah! DRILL ME!" Drew muttered. The only response from Evan was re-doubled effort of ass pounding. Drew coughed unexpectedly. Maybe it was pressure on his balls that forced the cough out. It didn't matter. A huge cock was pounding his hole about to unload poz cum inside him. "This is what you wanted all along, wasn't it?" Evan pryed. "FUCK YES!" FUCK YES!" Drew exclaimed even though half his face was buried into a pillow. A deep strange pain emerged with each thrust. Oddly, the strangeness of this unfelt sensation only turned Drew on even more, if that was even possible. Words failed Drew and primal howls were the only sounds piercing the air as Evan drove his cock relentlessly in and out of the tight hot hole beneath him. Drew was about to explode. The assault of pleasure and pain. The stretching of his ass; the big poz cock invading him. It was all too much to handle. Evan seemed to sense the orgasm building and coaxed his new lust, "Ready for my load?" It took a few moments for Evan to respond. He was lost in the moment of pure bliss as he tried to refrain from blowing his own load, "oh God yes!!! Cum in my ass! PLEASE!" and then Drew remembered it would be his first known poz load and he surrendered to the moment and remembered to add "give me your charged load! POZ MY ASS!!!" With those last words, Drew felt his ass lock around the big cock inside him. He felt a sudden surge of wetness deeper than he ever felt which triggered the release of his built up load as well. He could feel Evan's cock continue to pump what seemed an impossibly large load; and somehow Drew's orgasm seemed to last in duration. He never shot so much cum out of his own dick as he felt his hole now slick and wet as Evan unloaded. "Don't pull out," Drew pleaded. Despite his orgasm, he still felt an insatiable desire to have the big dick kept withim him. Evan obliged. It was the best fuck of his life, Drew decided. And even in the immediate moments to follow, he wanted more. The next afternoon, Drew logged on hoping to find Evan online. He was disappointed to not find a green dot next to the name in his inbox, but opened the new message. After reading the message, Drew found himself instantly hard again. It read simply "I knew you wanted my hot poz cock."

POZ top/vers looking to fuck your hot butthole and more !!! Sleazy, Raunchy, Passionate and Perverted seeking bug chasing, raunch Perv buddies wanting a Top/Vers into raw and sleazy pig play !! Few limits when playing hard !!! 420 or??

Rob and myself had made plans to test out the dark world of evil men and substance abuse. Yes! we both had been into "pnp", chem-sex for quite some time but felt it had become stale and not as "on the edge" as we first enjoyed it. Rob and I had joined some on-line Satanic Worship groups and had also met a few very wickedly handsome Masters who enjoyed us newbie Satanic slaves who were so ready to submit to Sarah Palin and his earthly Lord & Master . Boss Owner of slaves, was an older man of early sixtys, tall and of soilld white stock with a mscular upper body, thick upper legs and a firm round bubble butt. His, firm, tan body was covered with dark hair with his skull shaved smooth and a masculine go-t. His scar built nipples were pierced with heavy guage rings as was his mushroom head on his dick. Thick, long and veiny, Boss's proud tool of Domination and Power hung front and center and was to be serviced worshipped and pleasured. As slaves that was a more than an eager sericeto perform. I just finnished shaving my whole body head to toe smooth and hairless. That way any custom made leathers and gear would fit perfectlysnug and tight to every part on the body Boss perfed hairless slaves as so not one thing gets in way of their use and abuse. cock and ball rings and stretchers were put on then my super tight unlined black leather jeans were pulled up my legs and over my ass cheeks with a thick belt closing it all in but all so buldging out. harness boots, a chest harness and bar vest open to the chest was my look. i tied my full leather slave hood and locking bondage collar with metal chain lead to my side belt. just in case i meet a MASTER who wants to hood n collar me in public. only three fresh rigs left and no product to fill them with. i like to slam and with the real good stuff pure crystal shards that have an extra kick or chemmical bite to them and a good overwhelming sexperv rush once slammed hard into my vein. got to call my dealer and see if i can pick it up on my way out to the bars tonight. Brent was my meth and other substance dealer. if you needed it he could get it and it was always good shit. Brent had been in prison for a few years for dealing and was proud of it. he was not black but acted like a black bro with his speech, body language and his hair was done in tight cornrows. most of his buds were black guys who also were dealers, hustlers and your basic street thugs. they were always around Brent and i even had to go through them at his front door, once buzzed in they would follow me down to his basement office where many of his deals were made. i showed up in full leathers with the black guys looking at me. "thats cool man, you lookin like Shaft" White boy want to be black? Boy wanna have black man in it? we were already in Brents office as two of the big black thugs were mandhandling me like a side of beef. i was getting a bit horny as the two of them had very large cocks trying to get out of there pants. One black dude liked the leather clad body and said i wanna fuck ur ass, boy. You a tweaker boy? i know u are cause your here to buy shit. by now i was forced back down and onto a couch with one of the black dudes pressing his whole body down on mine and holding back my wrists. I wanna slam you full of meth boy and then have a black mans way with a white boy. your gonna like it cause im gonna give it to ya nice and strong and then ur gonna be begging for it, greedy fuckchempig so ass horny for our long and thick black dicks. Brents voice could be heard from across the room, "got some real strong stuff from Mexico if you wanna try it out on this pig. hes one of my regular customers and i dont think you two will have any issues with him. before i knew it i was up and bent over a table with my hands cuffed behind me. the black guy hooded my head real tight and locked it all in with my collar. my jeans were pulled down to my boots with ass exposed and horny black me about. i then felt a cold swab of my arm behind me and a tie off. then without a word a sharp prick and "are you filming this" from one guy before my whole body started to hot rush and flash as my dick driped and my ass caught fire i begain to go wild with chem injected mind and body sexual use and abuse. i heard them laugh out as i became a drooling, oversexed drugged fuckslamslut. before i could start begging for cock both my ass and mouth were filled with thick african man meat. i was theres and belonged to them as they controled me as i so wanted it. a white slave for black Tops. all night long i was slammed and fucked while being locked or cuffed down, helpless without any escape. my legs chained high over my head and arms spread out i could see a black guys reaction as he held his dick in my hole and at same time slammed an arm vein. he smilled and grined a wicked smerk as he pushed down the plunger sending all the meth into me his deep within me cock became harder and fuller as he felt the rush i felt in my ass wall tissue. "i like to drug and fuck whites til they are raw, red, bloody, sore and loaded with black mans man juice.

Just booked for 2016

I honestly don't know how manhunt stays in the mix. So few guys on there. Too limited in how many profiles and messages you can view in a day unless you pay way much more than the site is worth. I met one guy on there. And that was before a lot of these other apps came about. I too can't get into Grindr. Too many Ken dolls and self absorbed boys on there. More so than the other sites any way. But that's just my experience. Maybe it's different elsewhere.

I'd definitely enjoy two to three guys taking turns on me, but my boyfriend is enough at times considering he'll cum in me a couple times a day.

I tried it because I'm on beta blockers, too. I felt a bit flush while it was in my system. I don't think it really helped all that much. Each person is different. Viagra worked better for me and only felt flush for a few hours instead of all day

It depends. But in my experience, Bbrts is hands down the best, and most reliable if you aren't too picky. There's usually at least one or two cumpigs on there who are willing, again if you aren't too picky. I've had decent luck with it. Adam4adam is all about where you are, but it's no-frills, no-hassle, and if you're clear about what you're looking for it usually works but might take a bit longer than bbrts to find someone willing to bb. I always state that I ONLY bb, and usually guys will be so cumhungry that they come around. On adam4adam, I list my status and just go online and wait for guys to contact me, that filters out many of the flakes. Whereas with bbrts I feel more comfortable about hitting up guys I'm interested in because everyone on there are cumpigs For me Manhunt is the worst, never got any action on there. And Squirt isn't much better. Never could get into Grindr

BBRT is good but full of so many guys who demand parTy with every hookup. So I find there's more drug-free bb sex on a4a, my personal favorite. Manhunt and Grindr are the absolute worst.

Things had been a bit dry between my regular feeder for about a month, so I checked C/L of all places. Most of the ads turn me off because I don't fit their demands. I found one that fit me and piqued my interest. Long story short, I was contacted by my regular feeder, got him, got his cum and managed to get the new guy from C/L to drop by and feed me too. He was different for me. He wasn't particularly well hung but was well worth sucking. I'm not particularly good at deep throat but he and I was a perfect fit and he grabbed my head just as he was about to cum and held me in place as he shot his load down my throat, something I've wanted done for a long, long time. I don't know if I'll get to suck him off again, but I loved his performance.

I totally get off on several guys using me for there pleasure & taking turns filling my ass up with cum

I am in San Juan on vacation aware from my be and I was bored on Grindr and invited this guy to my hotel. He came over and tied me with my legs in the air and blind fold on. He turned off all the lights and his phone chirped he said he had to check it. I heard the door open and he stepped outside. The door opened again and soon I felt his dick slide in me and soon he exploded inside me. Then I felt a larger dick slide in me, and do the same. I heard more than one voice. I took off the blind fold and there were five guys still waiting to use my ass.

Part 4 After only a few thrust Steven asked me to fuck him harder and I wasn't one to disappoint. I fucked his brains out and before the session was over he took three charged loads from my balls. Over his spring break I kept Steven high and taking my dick the days at a time letting him ready/sleep enough to keep him wanting Tina in his vein and my cock in his hole. I have him the weekend before he had to go back to school to recover hoping that the lack of sleep along with my fucking him and the drugs (mixed with some of my poz blood) would have him coming down with the fuck flu quickly. Monday after school Steven was asking for stone Tina which I denied him until he earned it when my DNA took hold inside him. He definitely got my dick thrusted drop inside his hole wheeled he got home, after dinner and before bed planting three toxic loads inside him. The next morning I have him a quick fuck I the shower before he heard off to school. Steven commented that he wasn't feeling all that great when I first joined him in the shower. I pushed him against the wall of the shower and rammed inside him ignoring what he said. I made him head off to school knowing that he'd be coming hole sicker then a dog. I was waiting when he walked through the door wanting nothing more then to climb bed. I told him to get naked an climb into my bed and that if get him 'something' that would make him feel better. I was in my bathroom as I watched Steven in the mirror strip down and get under the blanket on my bed. I came into my bedroom with what I needed to administer a small slam. Steven didn't have the strength to fight me as I quickly gave him the small slam (well, small compared to what I had been giving him during his spring break). After his small cough I stepped out of my basketball shorts and slipped in next to him in my bed. We comfortably snuggled up with each other as we began to kiss more like lovers the I was giving him during his during spring break. Soon enough Steven was getting my cock hard and wanting to be fucked. I made love to him know my DNA had taken a hold inside his blood. The cumming weekend we would find out for sure. Steven and I fucked every day he was home sick. He was able to return to school on Thursday. Friday after he got back to my place after school I told him to get out of his school clothes and put on some mesh basketball shorts and a t-shirt, no unaware, no socks instructing him to slip on an old pair if tennis shoes I had for him to use. I knew what Travis liked his boys to wear. The dive over to Travis' place was a quiet 5 minutes. When we arrived I saw a familiar face already waiting. A lab tech friend who Travis used to check when we had a convert. The lab tech administer a rapid HIV test and then drew sine blood for a confirmation test. After the tube was in hand he checked the rapid test. He didn't need to say a word, we could see the results in his eyes. Travis had us follow him into his bedroom. He had a loaded pipe and point waiting. Travis quickly dropped his basketball shorts, climbed onto his bed on his knees, then back on his heels. His hard 9" cock pointed out. Travis held the pipe out and asked Steven if he wanted a smoke. Steven shook his head yes to which Travis replied the if he wanted a smoke he needed to get his ass into his 9". Steven quickly kicked of his shoes, shucked off his shirt and stepped out of his basketball shorts and worked his ass onto Travis' cock. Once he was sliding down the shaft he was handed the pipe and the torch was lit allowing him to get a good long full of smoke. After he blew a big cloud he was inducted to take a second then a third. As Steven took his his from the pipe Travis prepped Steven for one of his 'special' slams. Travis was known for his double slam technique. He used two tourniquets, one high on the upper arm and a second one just below the elbow. He then would slip a point between the two tourniquets and the second one in the forearm. I got naked and climbed on the bed behind Steven knowing that after this he'd want to lay back and I knew Travis would want to make sure the my bro stayed firmly on his cock. Both tourniquets were in placed and I took the pipe from Steven. Travis slipped both points into Steven's veins easily and emptied the one in the forearm fist followed by the point in his arm between the two tourniquets. Travis pulled the tourniquet on the upper arm first followed by the one on his firearm. Steven began to cough with the removal of the fist tourniquet and coughed harder when the second tourniquet was removed. As predicted Steven fell back and I eased him down to the bed. I knew Travis was ready to blow his load after the way (I'm sure) Steven's ass spasmed with each cough. Steve eagerly began to suck my cock as Travis seeded his poz ass. I watched Travis use Steven as a cum dump as I smoked away on the pipe. As the sun was starting to peak through the blinds I knew Travis was just about done using Steven's hole and it was time for me to get style of his cock for myself. We helped Steven up from the bed and has him take a long, relaxing shower as I was prepped for a double slam. I laid on my back as I helped Travis apply the tourniquets and administer the slams. This was the most I had slammed in months. Travis still had some 'juice' left in him as he gave me a fucking I surely needed. When Steve came back to the bedroom after his shower I motioned him over Ryu me so I could suck his cock. By might fall Travis had given both Steven and I a good fucking.

is another part ever coming?

(PART 2) The cool air cut through my skin as I stepped outside. The moon’s white light splashed on everything. I began to walk towards the field quickly before the drill sarge catches me outside the barracks practically naked. I find my water bottle sitting next to a blue truck. When I approached it I felt a chill shoot across my spine. Goosebumps over my arms and shoulders appear. I bent down and reached for my canteen and quickly turned around to head back when I ran straight into what I thought was a wall. Shocked, I looked up to find out that it wasn’t a wall I hit, it was Vince! He effectively cornered me by the blue truck. I took a step back until I finally realized what I was doing. Refusing his body language, I stood my ground and gave him an angry stare. “Why are you sneaking up on me?” I asked firmly, but his response wasn’t one I expected. I watched his eyes run down my body. I was scared and my resistance dwindling I could only stare into his dark complexion and whisper, “What do you want…” My voice sounded so weak, the truck had an imprint of my body at this point from me being pressed so long against it trying desperately not to let him overwhelm me. Without a word he was on me instantly. His large arms reaching over my hips. I couldn’t fight back, the swiftness and suddenness of his moves had shocked me to the same stillness of a statue. I felt his dick poke against me through his boxers. He lifted his head up to stare at me briefly, before bending it back down to lean in and kiss me. He lifted me up with ease so that our hips would grind together, making me gasp at the incredible power and feel of his dick grinding against mines. I could feel his greedy hands slide under my jockstrap, his hungry fingers exploring my ass. He gripped one check so hard it made me wince in pain. My mind didn’t like it but my body responded with pure lust. I can feel my cock swell up from his immense power. “You like that, huh” he whispered in my ear. I melted at the feel of his mouth on my neck, his erection pressing against my stomach. I could feel my blood pumping through my veins in the freezing cold, flooding away logic and reasoning. With an impatient grunt he seized me, turned my body around, and aggressively held me down over the hood of the truck. He kneeled down and eagerly spread my ass cheeks apart exposing my bright pink tight hole. He looked at it as it flinched in the night air. “Fuck boy this ass needs a breeding, it’s too tight” he said as he proceeded to penetrate your hole with his tongue. I felt the warm wetness and it sends you into a frenzy. A soft moan escapes my mouth, and I could see that it had struck a cord in him. He spat into my hole and licked it up immediately while trying viciously to ram his tongue down my hole. I whimpered at the sensation of his hand running over my most sensitive spot. I feeling was so evocative that I moaned his name softly. That annoyed look returned to his face, those bushy eye brows and serious eyes gazed down at me before looking down to the position of his cockhead against my hole. Suddenly, my fear had gotten the best of me and I looked up at him “Please don’t it….” I pleaded with him softly but my words fell on deaf ears as I felt his cock press against the resistant entrance of my ass. “Shut the fuck up you’ll alert everyone!” he whispered at me with a furious voice that could move waters. His hand gripping the base of his erect cock guiding it into my tight pink hole that was wet with saliva. I squeezed my ass, and he could tell I was doing it. I felt a loud smack descend on my ass. “Loosen it up boy.” The pain from the smack made me release and I could feel his cockhead pop right into me. It was unbearable. Burning pain split into me and set every nerve on my body on fire. “Please no!” I pleaded, he wrapped his hand around my mouth muffling my sound. My squirming and discomfort left a smirk on his face. I soon began to realize that he was going to have his way regardless. His gaze revolving around from pained expression to his cock plowing into me over and over again. I could feel the tears welt up in my eyes, rolling down the sides of my face as he used me. I watched helplessly as he gratified himself. “Fuck yeah boy” he grunted. I glanced around to my side and watched as his hips thrust violently, crushing my cheeks turning them beet red. “It’s too deep!” my sound was muffled by his hand around my mouth. I can feel beads of sweat drop down on my back from his labored muscles, each stroke brought a wave of pain and pleasure through my body as he forced himself inside. Abruptly, he grabbed the back of my head and brought his mouth down to mine, kissing me passionately. I could feel his hands everywhere. “Fuck I’m gonna cum!” Vince said while savagely slamming into me. I whimpered, though I couldn’t deny that a piece of me wanted his load in me. From the look on his face, he knew it as well. “Fuck!” He said violently under his breath as you felt the first load shoot down your ass. I could feel his cock throbbing, pumping seed deep inside me. He collapsed on top of me. For a few minutes we laid there confused, sweaty, interlaced heaving as the last waves of pleasure subsided.

I hung up my phone. Angry, yeah. Very! My brother called to gloat about something very personal and I couldn't do much but listen. Two weeks ago, my 19 year old son came home looking sad and a little puzzled. He said he needed to talk to me in private. This is sort of a strange request and even more strange because we never have any sort of private talks. I just fuck him. That's all I need to say. I get my paternal cock up inside that faggot's deep cunt and I bang his head against the wall while I'm drilling into his fucking cunt until I cum. I pull out, I slap his ass a few times and I wipe my cock off on his bed sheets. He usually stays in the last position I nailed him in until I leave. That's the way daddy does it and there's nothing to discuss. So why the talk now? He sat on the bed just about eye level with my cock. I can't help myself. I walk into the fucker's room and my cock just gets bone hard and fuck ready in seconds. I don't pull my cock out just yet. He looks up at me...another thing I don't usually tolerate but I still want to see what's going on. "Dad, I just got back from the clinic and they told me that I am HIV positive." I looked at him and then I started to smile. He really had no clue the whole time. I spent a year dumping load after load up his high school cunt just so I could be one of those dads who had the balls to stealth his own son. And now I get the news. He looks like he's gonna get a beating. I just pull out my super hard cock. "Open up you stupid cunt. Don't you know that faggots like you are made for breeding and you only got what I had expected you to get in the first place." He was already throating my cock while I laughed and looked down at him. He knew I did it. I could see the look of disgust in his eyes. He just started swallowing as fast as he could. I was just about to slap his head to stop him from trying to pull my load out when I lost it....I screamed. "Swallow your daddy's poz load, baby boy. I'm so proud of my cock for giving my son my own DNA once again. Now you won't have to worry about what kind of cum is blasting up your cunt." So my brother found out about the event and he acted like he was all good with it. He even fucked the faggot with me just to help me belittle the fuckwad. I can't imagine what the fuck he was thinking when he took the kid away from me and brought him out west to do porn. He said that I ruined him so he thought he'd take advantage of the kid's new status and get him into some really raw bareback porn. Actually, he confessed, he was going to be one of the many cocks that would be fucking the kid. And he'd be sure to send me a copy. I was so pissed off. All I could think of was who the hell I was gonna plow my raw cock into. I guess the time is right to start on my younger son. He's not a faggot but he'll do just fine.

Actually the opposite. I had a guy using a prostate stimulator on me. I never leaked so much precum as then, but didn't cum. I was so ready to get fucked. My hole was screaming to get fucked but unfortunately the guy was more of a bottom himself. Left me me super horny with a leaking cock and a hole that was ready for a big one to pound me.

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!

The more Steven smoke the mower he was working further down on my cock. I looked at him and asked how he like sucking my cock. As he took a moment to lick the shaft of my cock he answered that surprisingly he liked sucking my cock. That's when I told him how much I enjoyed it when I sucked my first cock. He went back to trying to get more of my 8"into his mouth but he couldn't figure out how to get it into his throat. I let him know I'd be glad to help him get it in deeper. I then placed my hand on the back of his head and as he went down I pushed his he'd further down until I felt my cock pop into his throat. The look on Steven's eyes was priceless as he leaned his ability to deep throat. After a couple times of my helping him, Steven was going down to the root on his own. He was concentrating and enjoying sucking my cock he never realized I had yet to suck his cock. I knew it wouldn't do any good since by now he was high enough that he wouldn't get hard. But I felt something for him and since it was part of my plan I looked at him and let him know that it was my turn to suck his cock. Steven stood up and sat I the couch as I moved between his legs. He was limp as a piece of spaghetti (and probably as small as a piece of macaroni). I took his little dick I my mouth and began to suck. He moaned in pleasure as I worked his tool but his dick didn't grow. I kept it up as he continued to hit the the pipe. I knew the drugs would have him losing track of time. After I had been sucking fir a good 10 to 15 minutes I looked up at Steven as I slowly stroked his limp dick telling him that I didn't think I was doing anything to help. Steven commented that even though he wasn't hard it was feeling really good. I knew I could take the next step in my plan, eating his virgin ass. I went back to licking his limp dick, down to his balls as I made my way to my target. I pushed his legs up so I had access to his hole while I quickly mentioned if he liked my mouth on his cock, he was going to love my tongue up his ass. I moved in swiftly and began tonguing his hole causing him to moan more than he did when I had his limp dick in my mouth. I kept up my assault on Steven's hole as he did everything he could to keep his composure. After enough time I knew he would be ready for more. l had been rimming his hole for a solid 20 minutes when I stopped. Steven looked down at me asking me to continue locking his ass. I knew what to say to him to get him primed to be fucked, but first he was going to have to take a needle to his arm. Unlike myself (a willing partier) Steven was going to have to be 'convinced' to be slammed. I told him my tongue was tired as I watched him suddenly stick his finger into his assault hole. At that point I knew that he was mine. I told Steven if he followed me into my bedroom he could get his hole filled again as I slowly made my way towards my bedroom door. Steven quickly stood up and followed me as I then told him to sit on my bed with his back against the headboard. Steven climbed on the bed naked and did as I directed. I pulled a could prepared points from my drawer, alcohol wipes, cotton balls and a tourniquet. A worried look was on Steven's face as I began to explain that what was I the syringe was the same that we had been smoking and if he liked the smoke he was going to love what he was about to experience. I then added, 'trust me bro'. That seemed to relax him as I tired the tourniquet on his arm, wiped a nice vein and explained what he was about to experience. I told him he'd feel the pinch of the needle, then I'd pull the plunger back getting a little bit of his blood to flash I the barrel making sure that I'm in the vein before I emptied it into his arm. When I pull the tourniquet off he'll feel something I'm the back of his throat and chest and then he'd cough out hard as his heart would begging to beat faster and he would feel the rush and euphoria of the drug. What I didn't tell him had I slipped the needle into his vein is that this needle had already been in my arm and since he didn't notice the slight pink tinge to the fluid he was about to get a hot needle (like all the points he was going to get over the next few days). After the point was emptied into his arm he had a look like he wanted to change his mind on doing this with his brother. After I pulled of the tourniquet Steven coughed out hard 3 times as his breathing increased. I revved his chest to comfort him and told him to just go with it and ride his rush. I then tired of my arm and administered my own slam. By the time I pulled the tourniquet off and coughed out I see that the look on Steven's eyes had changed from fear to one of lust. I climbed on the bed and on top of Steven without any trouble. Steven had become a very willing participant by this point. I leaned in kissing him forcing my tongue into his mouth. He didn't resist my kiss, he welcomed it and I could tell he was enjoying himself as I began to grind my hard cock into his soft dick. I didn't want to waste a lot of time and used a free hand to grab the lube on my night stand. I worked some into his hole and as I raised off of Steven I applied some lube to my cock. I resumed applying some lube to Steven's hole is I slipped a couple fingers inside his hole. That quickly increased to 3 fingers as I began to tease him with the penetration. When I pulled my fingers from Steven's hungry hole he looked up at me with pleading eyes. I asked him if his hole was feeling empty. He nodded 'yes' as I let him know that it would be filled again real soon as I hooked his legs under my arms and listed then to my shoulders. I then lined up my cock and slipped it inside is chemmed up hole. The look I Steven's eyes was better then what I had witnessed earlier. A slight moan escaped his mouth as my cock moved across his prostate and I bottomed out balls deep. I began to rock back and forth really easy as I new he'd be begging up have me pound him soon enough. And after he sero-converts he'll have some of my DNA in his blood and become my true blood brother.

As an insecure, visible minority gay guy, I often relied on other people's approval or wild sexual satisfaction to define my self-worth. When the diagnosis hit me, I immediately had depressive symptoms. I also lost my mind a bit. I was convinced I would remain an outcast for the rest of life. My paranoia even got me banned from this place for a couple days. Things got 100% better when I started medication and became undetectable. Lots of therapy. Some support on this site as well. HIV doesn't have to be a lonely experience if you have the humble courage to seek help and connect with other poz guys.

Our society would benefit from eliminating repressed sexual frustration and taboos. And teaching a son to take a cock up his ass isn't rape. It's keeping control of your hormonal beast so he doesn't dip his beautiful manhood into any twat and keeps drained by nailing his gay brother instead. But that just my fatherly perspective. Mormons and middle eastern people fuck their sons and forbid gay sex. Trust me on the middle eastern info.

We decided to take a mini-break and drank a couple glasses of water. We figured it would take our new buddy longer than anticipated to return - but maybe not because he was pretty enthusiastic to get back to sweaty, man sex. The hunger for the pipe would probably accelerate his timing, too. I mixed up some G cocktails and raised my arm to sniff my armpit. My own manscent was ripening and it turned me on. Scott and I made out and fucked and started to enjoy that warm, sweaty feeling of the G high taking off. We loaded another fat bowl and hit the pipe back and forth for a few minutes. Scott was starting to really feel good and backed his muscled ass onto my rock hard cock and started fucking himself on my dick. There's something really hot about a muscle power bottom that just takes cock when he wants/needs it. His sloppy hole was so warm and he kept squeezing the fuck out of my dick. I could tell I was leaking pre-cum because it felt so good. I shifted slightly to rearrange positions and began to feel the slightest urge to piss. I closed my eyes to concentrate and Scott knew exactly what he was about to get. He stayed really still and just whimpered a little and said "fill me up - give me your tina piss." After about 20 seconds, I could feel the piss flowing through my body and into Scott's. We both growled and I just kept pissing. Within seconds, Scott began wiggling his hole clearly getting one hell of a booty bump. He carefully rolled over on his back and we made eye contact. His pupils were enormous and I stuck my tongue down his throat with my softening cock still in his hole. My sweaty body draped over his and I gently collapsed on top of him. The musty smell of sweat, cum and piss surrounded us. I spit on his chest and right into his mouth which he loved. After a few minutes of deep passionate connection it was time for Scott to release my chem piss from his hole. I made him promise not to empty his bladder because I wanted his piss. While Scott was in the bathroom I hit the pipe a few times and decided to take a tina shard and stuck it up my ass. It burned like hell at first but slowly began to turn into a smoldering hunger. I started playing with my own hole like a true fuck pig. I had every intention of breeding our visitor but I knew I also wanted his beer can deep inside my ass. The laptop was nearby so decided to hunt for more cock online. I was fucking flying and we were still logged into BBRT and a4a. Since I was so fucked up I went right to the "Pros" ads because they have some huge cocks - and especially black dick. Some hot fuckers were online and I started unlocking our pics and chatting up a couple of them. One guy was 25, 6' 1" and 220 pounds of chocolate muscle. Packing an 11" cock and advertising $150. We'd never hired a hustler before but had fantasized about it and dirty talked it a time or two. Scott returned and saw the huge black dick on the screen and said - "fuck! i want thatt!" Obviously, both of our holes were hungry and I asked him if he wanted me to arrange it. It didn't take long to find out that he wasn't too far away .... and that he partied and barebacked and loved fucking white hole. We told him we were looking for now and wanted him to bring over that huge black cock....

Just a few random updates from a poz guy in MTL : I've now been on treatment for over 6 months, still undetectable, and t-cell count has steadily increased since then! The only thing I need to work on is my weight. I'm only 105 lbs, but that's better than the 90 lbs I used to weight after going through depression last summer. Also, I'm not sure about other meds, but because I'm on Tivicay/Kivexa (and soon Triumeq), the minimum at my clinic is changing from bi-annual to annual viral load checks! Assuming I don't change meds, I don't hook up left and right, and I don't have other medical conditions, I only need to worry about viral loads once a year. That said, I will probably head back at least twice a year. 12 months seems like a long time in between visits. As far as sex, it's a different story now. I'm starting to enjoy the perks, but I try to be careful. Dating in MTL still sucks.

Part 3 As we pull up outside the house the front door opens and he steps out into the sunshine. Wearing shorts and a tee shirt he has an air of confidence about him as he walks to the car. His hair cut short barely revealing the salt and pepper hues, his body firm and trim. His shorts reveal the outline of his cock swinging as he walks. I decide there and then I made the right decision. With some nervousness I open the car door and stepped out into the heat. Pete walks over and without a word wrapped his arms around me and gave me a lovely bear hug. "It's so good that you're here, sorry I couldn't be at the airport to pick you up, I hope Steve took care of you?" "Oh yeah he took great care of me". He nodded and winked. "Come into the house, let's get you settled in" I told him I'd get my stuff from the car. "Don't worry, Steve will bring your bags in and unpack for you. Steve is my personal assistant, if you need anything and I'm not around you can ask him for anything and he will sort it for you, and I mean anything" Once we're inside the cool air of the house Pete grabs me and kisses me with a passion I haven't experienced in a long time, his tongue explored my mouth, I could feel his hardon pressing against me, I nearly dropped to my knees right there. He reaches round and with both hands grabs my arse and continues to kiss me. He pulls away from me "You must need to freshen up, come on". He steps away so I follow him through into a huge living room, tastefully furnished and airy. Down into a long corridor lit by a glass roof, it should be so hot but the air con manages to keep the house silently cool. Turning left we enter a bedroom with little furnishing other then a big bed, a cupboard and bed side tables. Off the bedroom is a huge bathroom. I see my toiletries have all been unpacked for me already, a little odd but I guess it's something I'm just not used to. Pete reaches in around the frosted glass wall of the shower and presses a button and multiple jets spray water in ever direction. "There you go, take your time, no rush. When you're finished come and find me and we'll have a dip in the pool". Giving me another deep kiss he leaves the room. Quickly I get my clothes off and step into the shower, the warm water soaks my hairy body quickly and feels so good after the long journey. I notice the douche nozzle hanging in one corner above the open drain, not knowing what's next I decide to make use of it. I turn around and back into the corner, checking the water coming from the nozzle I find its a perfect temperature so I aim it at my hole and slide it inside, the pressure builds so I pull it out and squat over the drain and let the water out. Repeating the process a few times I decide I'm clean and push the last drops of water out. Seeing my shower gel on the tiled shelf I start to soap myself up and enjoy the experience. I soap myself up again paying special attention to my cock and arse, the earlier booty bump making me enjoy it more than normal. Without warning I feel a hand run along my arse crack grazing over my hole, I shudder and let out a little moan. Strong arms wrap around me from behind and a voice whispers in my ear "I couldn't wait" His hand reaches back down to my soapy arse and slips a finger inside me, his hard cock pressed against me. "Hold on". He steps away and switches off the shower, disappears for a moment and comes back with a pipe, obviously packed with Tina, he sparks up the lighter, and hands me the pipe. I put it to my lips and he holds the flame under the bowl, as the smokes starts to creep out the top "breath in deeply and hold it until I tell you boy". The smoke fills my lungs and I hold it there. "Ok boy, let it out". A big white cloud surrounds us both before fading away. Three more hits like that and my buzz is getting higher. Pete firmly turns me around so I'm facing the wall and reaches between my checks again, every time he touches my hole it's like an electric shock. Taking a handful of gel he soaps my arse up again and caresses it so gently. I put my hands up against the wall in front of me and start to moan and then I start to beg, I need to feel Pete inside me. The Tina has really hit now, my whole body is alive with the stuff. Pete gently spreads my legs with his foot and I have that sensation that my hole is now exposed, "please fuck me" I sob. "Ok boy, as you ask so nicely". He wraps one arm around my neck and I feel the other hand go down to his cock, using one finger to guide it to my hole he rests the head at the opening, very gently he pushes his cock against my hole, the soapy suds let the head of his cock slip in easily and the head passes into me. Oh fuck, at last I have him in me, I've waited so long and now he's finally in my cunt. I want him to give me all of it but he just holds it there, his arm firmly around my neck, his other hand playing with my soft cock. "You want more ?, tell me how much you want it boy, persuade me to give you more" "Oh please, fuck me. I've wanted you for so long, please don't make me wait anymore. Please.........I want your cock so much.........I need you inside me..........please I'm begging you" "Good boy". And with that he slams the rest of his cock deep into my guts, pushing hard against my cheeks, almost knocking me off balance, even tho he's already all the way in he gives another hard shove that's make me almost cry out. My brain is on fire, all I can think of is the naked head of his cock rubbing my insides. You see bareback fucking isn't just a choice for me, it's a fetish, an utter obsession and that obsession is heightened even more when I'm on t. The thought of those little drops of precum oozing straight into my arse drives me crazy, skin on skin nothing between us, just as nature intended. Slowly and steadily he grinds in and out, sometimes all the way out sometimes just a little. The sensations in my hole are electrifying, I'm vaguely aware of us both making animalistic noises, but most of my mind is on his raw cock and my hole which not an hour before was taking shards of crystal, one thing I did know, I wanted more of both. I reach round with one hand to try and touch his cock, to touch a cock that's fucking me blows my mind, to feel it naked as it fucks into me, to feel the skin, every curve and contour slipping through my fingers into my arse. Pete pulls all the way out and the head slips between my fingers, I grip it at the entrance to my world and he pushes back inside. He repeats this for ages, getting the sensation of both my hand and my arse, I grip it even tighter. "I've been saving this load for two weeks boy, I'm not gonna last long, you want it ?" "Oh fuck yes please daddy, give me your spunk, make you yours" "You've been mine a long time, ever since I started manipulating you to come here, I've had this planned for months". With that he pulled my hand away and starts fucking me harder. Resting my head against the wall I reach back with both hands and spread my cheeks for him so he can get even deeper. I'm moaning like a fucking whore and then I hear Pete start to moan louder, his pace quickens and I'm sure I can actually feel his cock get harder. He's almost screaming as he slams into me and I beg him to cum, his cock starts to spew inside me, filling my guts with two weeks worth of spunk. He doesn't lose his pace at all, I know his cum is filling me up and being churned up and pushed deeper with each thrust. He begins to slow and finally he pulls his cock out, my hole suddenly feels incredibly empty and I sob a little as his cock finally leaves me. "Feel empty boy? I've got something for that". He pulls away and slips something inside me which makes the empty feeling a little less. He leads me from the shower and as I stand in front of the mirror I notice a black rubber tail poking out between my butt cheeks, I've give it a little flick and he smiles a wicked grin at me.

Part 2 "Pete wants you nice and relaxed, and as I'm his friend you need to do as you're told. Drop ya shorts for me and spread those legs." I looked at Steve, his face covered with dark stubble, his neck thick and strong. He's playing with his cock through his shorts, I can see the bulge quite clearly, like me he's obviously not wearing underwear. My eyes catch his again and he just raises he's eyebrows and looks down to my shorts. Well I know Pete has paid a lot of money to get me here and this is obviously the start of me doing as I'm told. So I undo the tie holding my shorts up and push them down, I hadn't realised just how hard I'd gotten and my cock springs out, my PA just peeking out the end of my foreskin. I spread my legs as wide as I can, my shorts tight around my ankles. "Step out of one leg for me, shift your ass forward on the seat and spread those legs wide". I do as I'm told and now my hole is exposed right on the edge of the seat and I realise why the seat was pushed so far back when I got in the car, this was obviously planned. Steve slides his finger in his mouth and covers it with spit. Leaning over he reaches between my legs and finds my hole through the hair and rubs the spit around, I can feel my hole relax and then he just slides right in, his finger opening me up a little before he slides a second one in. Slowly he pulls his fingers out and grabs the bag of T, fuck I know what's coming. He opens the bag, spit on his fingers again and reaches in, he rummages around and next thing I know he's showing me two big shards on his index finger, he smiles and reaches down between my legs. "Spread your cheeks for me, don't wanna drop this shit". I do as I'm told and with both hands pull my cheeks apart. I can feel his middle finger finding my hole and then his other finger pushes the crystals inside me. As his finger swirls around inside me I suddenly start to feel the burn. His second finger joins the first and he's stirring around in my guts and I know the stuff is dissolving inside me, I can feel the warmth and then I feel it start to spread. I throw my head back against the seat and close my eyes, not sure how long I stayed like that but I'm enjoying a nice gentle rush sweeping over my entire body. Steve seemed to be enjoying my hole, another finger goes in and now he's really stretching me. I lift my legs up, one foot against the door the other on the centre console, Steve pulls out and gets another shard then brings his hand under my leg and quickly he's pushing back inside me, stirring the third shard around inside me. My groans fill the car and I want more now, I need more than just his fingers. Devastated he pulls out, leans back and looks over at me and smiles "Petes gonna love your hole" He's got his cock out now and he's holding it and beckoning me to it with his eyes. Leaning over I take hold of it and admire it for a while, cut as to be expected, and there's a single drop of precum which I quickly lick off with a swipe of my tongue, tastes sweet. I can't wait anymore and I open my lips slightly and try to take as much in my mouth as I can. By now the Tina is flowing through my body and I'm hungry for it, my whole body craves cock, I don't just want it, I need it. I begin to suck his cock with all the skills I can, using my tongue and the roof of my mouth to stimulate the head and Steve is moaning, I think I'm doing well. Letting his cock free I look up at him and ask him to fuck me, well not so much ask as beg. "With time boy but not now, Pete will be your first not me, so suck my cock". With that he pushes my head back down on his cock, well if he won't fuck me I'm sure as hell gonna get his load in my mouth. I didn't have to wait long, I can hear him moaning louder, his cock seems to get even harder so I pick up my pace desperate for that taste. With an animal like groan I feel his cock pulse as glob after glob of creamy cum fills my mouth, eagerly I swallow it all down savouring the taste. Steve pushes me away and tucks his cock back in his shorts. "Well done, get yaself sorted and let's go see Pete". Reluctantly I pull my shorts back up and shift myself back on the seat. My head swimming with thoughts of what just happened and that craving for cock. Steve starts the engine and without saying a word pulls back out onto the road and heads around the edge of town and we start to climb a little. This is obviously a good neighbourhood, houses stand way back from the road behind gates, giving a sense of mystery to who lives there. I'm assuming this is just part of my tour of the sites, so I just relax and gaze out the window at the passing houses. Steve suddenly slows the car and swings the car round and pulls up in front of a pair of big heavy wooden gates, he punches a number into a little keypad on a pole, and silently the gates swing open revealing a long driveway leading to single story house that looks like something out of a movie - surely this isn't Petes place ?

I noticed a 20 something bearded hipster eyeing me in the rest stop bathroom about 11pm, then he went into stall and didn't quite close the door. I of course walked over and opened it, and he's sitting there jerking off. I pull my cock out and feed it to him a while, before having him stand so I can lick his hole. It's hairy as fuck and drives my crazy. Before he knew it, I was standing up and pushing my cock in his ass. He started to yelp but caught himself, and I held his hips firmly in place as he tried to pull off. I knew he was in pain but I couldn't stop. I kept fucking into him and buried my load after about 15 thrusts. Fuck it was hot. I pulled him upright and reached around and grabbed his cock. He was hard as fuck and after I jerk it for about 10 seconds he shot his load all over the toilet in front of him. I sat him down on toilet and told him to lick my cock clean. He did a great job. Man I love fucking a virgin hole.

Were the sex and dance parties well attended during Folsom Europe 2014? The crowd seemed down in pix of the street party. There are many places to have good sex besides the lab.oratory. Ask around the bars, as not all parties are well-publicised. AND many, many men leave Berlin with an uninvited friend or STD. So stock up the fridge before leaving home. You may be unwell for a week or two on return - but still go and swap loads.

hot hole dude, if you decide to take poz dick lemme know, love to dump my dirty load in you...

I hit puberty right around the time chatrooms, PlanetOut, Gay.com were all the rage. I met my first boyfriends on there when I was 12-13 and they were also that age, and we would take the bus to meet each other, and pretend we were friends from school to our parents. That quickly escalated to fucking around with older dudes. I started regularly hooking up with dudes in their 20s, 30s, even 40s. We would arrange stuff online and then do stuff in their cars or I'd figure out a time to sneak them into the house late at night. I was fucking lots of older guys all through my high school and teenage years. For the record, I always told them I was 18, but there's no way I looked 18 so I think they just believed what they wanted to believe! lol I was pounding all their asses bare all through my teens, never bought condoms and they never brought any with or mentioned them. I only got fucked once and that was by a 30-something guy when I was almost 16.

#3. Jason I had managed to drift off a bit, into a liminal state between wakefulness and sleep, where my mind was able to wander and to imagine what was would happen the rest of the afternoon. I was interrupted by a light knock on the door. It shocked me back to the present reality. "Ready?" Nathan asked, but the door was still closed. "Yeah," I said. I sat up on the side of the bed, and then shakily, I stood up, ready for my next man and my next breeding. The door opened, and a tall black man stepped inside. From the light spilling in from the hallway, I could see an impressive mane of dreadlocks hanging down his back. He was wearing a pair of grey sweatpants, and a black tank top. Even in the dim light of the bedroom, it easy to see that he was impressively muscular. "Hey," he said, as Nathan closed the door behind us. I had to look up to see his face. He had a wide smile and a bit of a goatee. He had definitely taken care of himself, but I still guessed that he was probably in his early 40s. He was starting to show his age: his goatee was dark but was flecked with bits of grey. Plus, as I looked closer, I saw that his dreads also had bits of grey. The grey only re-enforced a quiet confidence about him, he knew his place in the world and he had the strength to assert it. "Hi," I said. "I'm Jason." I felt very small next to him, almost vulnerable, especially wearing just the thin jockstrap. He smiled. "I know," he said. "I'm Eli." He took a small backpack off, and put it on the floor next to the bed. In a surprisingly smooth motion, he pulled off his tank top, flipping his dreadlocks over his shoulder and down his chest. His chest was just as muscled as his arms, and the dreads hung all the way down to just below his waistband. "Having a good afternoon?" he asked. "Yeah, I am." I said. On a dark street, I'd be trying to avoid him, but in the intimate setting of a bedroom, he seemed surprisingly calm and easy-going. "Uh, Intense, but also very fun," I said. "That's what I want to hear, white boy,” he said. He took off a watch and put it on the bed table, then kicked off his sneakers. He reached into his backpack, and pulled out a glasses case, just like Sean's earlier in the day. "You party?" he asked me. "Yeah, I do. Did some earlier today," I had a warm flush race over my body. I was already anticipating the rush of the drugs. "Good," he said. "But now it's time for us to share a bowl." He pushed down his sweatpants, exposing very tight pair of white underwear. I tried not to stare; it was literally the biggest basket I had ever seen. I wondered how I was going to be able to take it all in either my mouth or ass. Through the tight fabric, I could see a fat, long shaft seemingly wrapped around his hip. In addition, he had heavy balls that were pressed against his underwear. He pretended not to notice my stare, and sat down on the bed. He motioned for me to sit next to him. I sat down, feeling the warmth of his body so close to mine. Only then did he open the case and pull out the glass pipe with a fat bag of tina. He loaded up the bowl with the drug, carefully measuring out far more than I thought we would need. "Don't want to try to reload it with my hands covered in lube," he said, grinning. He had a brilliant white smile, greatly enhanced by the contrast with his rich, dark skin. I tried to focus on him filling the pipe, but my attention kept on shifting between the pipe, his muscular chest and arms and most of all, his massive basket. "That should be just about enough for me, I think," he said. I looked at the pipe, and there was a huge pile of crystal in it. He dug into the bag again, and added several more big shards. "And just a bit for you." He took a torch and started to heat the bowl, melting the mound of drugs. "You first," he continued. "Guys always seem to need a bit of help to handle me." He twitched his cock; even through the underwear I could see exactly how big it was. He handed me the pipe, and I put the stem in my mouth. He continued to hold the torch and it wasn't much longer before the pipe began to sputter and smoke. I took a long hit, filling my lungs with the thick smoke. "Don't skimp on it," he said, urging me ever onwards. "Nathan says you're pretty much a virgin, to both partying and getting fucked. So you need to get loaded. In both senses." Even after he took the torch away from the bowl, it still filled up with the smoke a few more times. Under Eli's watchful eyes, I made sure I got every bit of the drug. "Good job. Now, shotgun it to me," he said. I turned to him and he opened his mouth. Our lips locked while I exhaled my hit into his lungs. He surprised me, holding the kiss for longer than needed. His tongue started to explore my mouth. His free hand wrapped around me, and he pulled me closer. I didn't expect this closeness from such a man. Pressed tight up against him, I could tell his body was solid; he was all muscle and not a bit of fat. "Oh fuck, that's good," he said as he exhaled my hit. "That first one is always the best, don't you think?" I just nodded in agreement, and handed him the pipe. "The second hit doesn't suck either," I said, as he put the pipe in his mouth and started to heat it up again. Still warm, it didn't take long for the bowl to begin smoking again. He puffed on the pipe much longer than I did, rolling it back and forth on the torch and letting the bowl really fill up each time, before sucking the white clouds into his lungs. He held the hit for a while as he handed me the pipe and torch. "Your turn," he said, letting only the slightest bit of the cloud escape. Greedily, I took the stem and started to smoke it. I kept the torch on it, but I hardly needed it to get a good hit. "Here's some extra for you," Eli said. He exhaled his hit right into my face, engulfing my head with a thick white cloud. Even though he was only a few inches from me, I could barely seem him through the dense smoke. As Eli's cloud slowly dissipated, I finished up my own hit, and let the torch go out. The drug hit my system quickly, and it was clear that Eli's source was very good. This was some potent tina. His cock was going to be a real challenge, but with the powerful drug fueling me, I knew it would be an incredibly fun ride. I held my hit as long as I could and then exhaled. The familiar feeling of horniness was hitting me. I wanted to get Eli naked, explore his body and most of all feel that massive cock in my hungry, needy hole. "My turn," he said, taking the pipe from me. I could see that we were nowhere near exhausting the pipe; there was still a big pool of crystal at the bottom of the bowl. While Eli heated up the pipe again, I wondered if he was planning to smoke the entire thing during his short visit with me. I was definitely nearing the limit for my drug use; I didn't know what I would do or how I would behave if I smoked any more. Eli seemed to have no such concerns as he sucked down on the pipe, carefully letting the bowl re-fill several times. "Ready?" he asked me, as he pulled the stem out. I nodded and exhaled, ready for him to shotgun his hit. He leaned in, forced his mouth against mine, and blew his hit into my lungs. Compared to Eli's lungs, I could barely take much from him. He filled me up far before he had gotten close to finishing exhaling. We continued the kiss and I ran my hands over his smooth, muscular chest. There was just a hint of hair leading down from his navel, disappearing into his tight white underwear. I ran my finger along the waistband, wondering what was hidden behind the taut fabric. "You wanna smoke my other pipe, boy?" he asked me, as he exhaled the last of his hit. "Yeah, I do," I said. I was a bit scared of the sheer size of his bulge, but knew that his size was the least of the dangers that Eli presented to me. "Can I?" I asked. "Of course," Eli said. "Isn't that what you're here for? Sucking my cock and making me feel good." He stood up, and pushed down his briefs. I nearly gasped when I saw what he had been packing: a fat, thick, long, cut black cock. It was the largest cock I had ever seen and it wasn't even hard yet. At the base hung two large balls. Somehow, Eli had managed to slip a metal cockring on. It pushed his equipment out and further emphasized just how well endowed he was. "Yeah, I know. It's a monster,” he said, noticing how I was staring. "Isn't it?" "Yeah," I said, almost speechless at his endowment. Coupled with his easy-going masculinity, he was like an ebony god. Eli sat back down on the bed, his legs spread wide. "Gotten anyone else this big today?" "No one as big as you today. Or ever." "All white boys today?" he asked me. "Yeah," I said. Suddenly, I wanted his black cock in me. I wanted it because it was big, because it was hard, and most of all, because it was black. It was the ultimate transgression, the mixing of the races. "That's too bad," Eli said. "Come on, Jason," he said, "Kneel down and find out how good black cock can be. Show it some respect. Give my black mamba a kiss." He motioned for me to get between his legs. Mesmerized by his cock, I did what he told me to do. I got off the bed and knelt down between his legs. Like the rest of his body, his legs were solid blocks of muscle. I could imagine him closing them around me and crushing me easily. Leaning in to his groin, I let my nose fill with his scent. He smelled like a man should: a bit of sweat, a bit of musk, and a bit of dirt. It was almost as good as a hit of poppers. "Like it, huh?" he said. I looked up at him; he was flashing a brilliant white smile while waiting for me to take his cock into my warm mouth. Again, I didn't know what to say. I was drunk on his maleness and flying on his drugs. "Yeah," I finally managed. "Right on," Eli said. "One more hit for you, white boy. Then you can get to work and get me hard and wet." He held the pipe out for me to take. I rested my arms on his thick legs and he positioned the stem in my mouth. He also took care of the torch for me. He melted the crystal so that a beautiful wisp of white smoke escaped from the bowl. "Go ahead," he said, when the pipe was just right. "Hit it." I did my best. I wanted to impress him. I drained the bowl a few times and let my lungs fill up with the smoke. Finally I nodded, letting Eli know that I was more than satiated. I was right at the edge; another hit and I'd be too far-gone to control myself. But for now, I was at just the right place. All I could think about was getting him hard and getting him off. And finding out more about him: I wondered what his story was, and how he had joined this unique club of men, the band of men whose cocks could kill. "My turn with the glass cock," he said, as he took the pipe from my mouth. "And your turn on the black cock," he said as he pointed to his cock. "Go ahead, suck on it." I leaned in and took the head of his cock into my mouth. There was already a bead of pre-cum there for me to lick off. I had to be careful not to exhale any of the crystal smoke. I didn't want to waste any of it. While I started to get myself acquainted with Eli's cock, he watched me intently. I licked his head and then started on the shaft. "Nice, Jason," he said. "I like a boy that can hold his hit like that. You're gonna do just fine when you're choking on my shaft." With that, he put the pipe in his mouth and lit the torch. While he heated up the pipe, I stretched my mouth wide, and started by swallowing his cockhead. Even soft, he was more than a mouthful and I strained to get even just the head into my mouth. But it tasted so good. He was a delicious combination of sweat and pre-cum. I didn't care how hard it was going to be to take the entire thing. After a bit of effort, I was able to get his whole cockhead in my mouth. Eli was patient, doing his hit, but still moaning softly when I ran my tongue over his piss slit. While I could still breathe, I exhaled my hit and engulfed both of us in a thick white cloud. Eli finished doing his hit. He held the still-smoking pipe in one hand. "Take more of it, Jason," he said, resting his other hand on the top of my head and gently pushing me onto his cock. "It's feeling so good already." His challenge was clear, as was my goal: we both wanted me to deep throat his huge cock. Opening my mouth even more, it was easy to take an additional inch or so. But then his cockhead hit the back of my throat. I dreaded the next, necessary step. In response to the tina and my oral skills, Eli's cock grew longer, fatter, and harder. At first, he didn't get as long as I feared; his cock mostly got fatter as the blood rushed in and lengthening a bit. But, the downward curve in the middle got more pronounced, making it harder to work into my mouth. As I lavished more attention on it, his cock started to get longer. It was when I least expected it that it began to grow longer. A lot longer. Terrifyingly longer. It grew from nearly eight soft inches to a hard and enormous eleven inches. "It's big. I know." he said, exhaling his hit. "And the better you are, the bigger it gets." "Don't think you're near done," he said, before putting the pipe back in his mouth. I had got as much of his cock into my mouth as I could. The next step would be to let him invade my throat. It wouldn't be easy. But then, the entire day seemed to be about things that weren't easy, about things that scared me. This would be one more thing like that. His cock was hardly easy and more than just a bit scary. "Come on, Jason," he said, taking the pipe out of his mouth for a moment. "It's not going to deep throat itself." Eli flicked the torch and started to do another hit. I did my best to relax, finding the hiss of the flame strangely comforting. My mind was racing because the drugs, and the torch's white noise helped me to focus. I swallowed slightly, and forced myself further down onto his cock. "Oh, fuck. That's what I was looking for," Eli said, as his cockhead entered my throat. His shaft more than filled my narrow throat. As he started to press against my windpipe, Eli hit the glass pipe hard. He seemed to be mocking my inability to breath at all as he took in deep lungfuls of air mixed with the rich methamphetamine smoke. I was on the edge of gagging, but couldn't bear the thought of disappointing him by choking. Instead, I focused on the discomfort of his cock in my throat. I was the one letting him dominate me. I was the one who was eagerly swallowing his fat snake. I was the one who was choking on his black pipe. I was the one who was unable to breath. And I was the one whose cock was twitching at the entire experience. I kept on taking more of his cock down my throat and wondering if I would ever get to the base of his shaft. I had my eyes tightly closed, focusing on getting his entire dick into my throat. When I heard Eli exhale his hit, I opened my eyes just in time to see another big cloud of smoke drift down. Even though it felt like I was stuffed full of his cock, I could now see that it looked like I had barely taken any of it. I couldn't imagine how I was going to get the rest of his dick into my throat. At the base of his dick his close-trimmed pubic hair still seemed so far away. "Just relax, Jason. Other boys have taken it all. You'll take it all as well. I'm sure of it," he said. I wasn't clear if had made a prediction or given me a command. He rested an arm on the top of my head, pressing down on me. In response, another half inch of his cock slid into my throat. He leaned over and planted a kiss on the top of my head, as I suppressed the urge to gag again. "Great way to be spending the afternoon," he said. "Hot fucking white muscle boy sucking my cock while I get high. Only a few more inches for you to swallow, white boy." I closed my eyes again, and focused on the warmth of his shaft. It was gently pulsing in time with his heartbeat. I knew if I thought about how thick his cock was or how long it was, I would immediately start gagging. The warmth was something safer and easier to concentrate on. It reminded me how alive Eli was, how real this experience was, and how much we both needed it. My body was starved for air and my mind was filled with crystal, so was hard to focus on any one thing. This scattering of thoughts was a blessing in disguise, because my brain managed to turn the lack of focus into not just a desire for sex, but also a need for Eli's cock and especially his cock in my throat, my ass, and my body. I built up a world where the only way I would live was to take his entire shaft into me. Even though each small millimeter of his shaft stretched and scratched my throat, I took it. I had heard of cock worship before, and I knew with certainty that this was what I was now doing. Was this how a fundamentalist Christian thought of his relationship to Jesus? But instead of a mythical man who died for our sins, Eli was a very real man. A very real man whose semen carried the seeds of my own salvation. A very real man whose cock I was impaled on. "Right on Jason. Only a bit more to go," Eli said. I opened my eyes again, and saw that I had almost taken his entire cock. My throat was stretched wide. I wondered if his cockhead was already in my stomach. But I repressed those thoughts and instead concentrated on the good: on how he was going to give me a new life. A diseased life, yes, but a life without worry, a life without shame or fear, and most entrancing, a life with Nathan. While I worked the last half inch of his cock into my throat, Eli did another hit. As he puffed on his glass pipe, I took the last of his black pipe. My chin was right against his balls, his short pubic hairs were scratching my nose, and my mind was exploding in pride at having taken all of this dark god's manhood in my mouth. "Damn, boy. That's so fucking hot, seeing you choke down all of my cock," Eli said. He exhaled his hit, another big cloud. "Seems like you deserve a reward." He must not have exhaled all of the hit, since another cloud drifted down when he finished talking. "And I know just what you need to get ready for the next level." I wondered what he meant by the next level, but I had to focus on the living, pulsing snake inside of me. His cock was right at the edge of my abilities, and I didn't want to disappoint him. "That was amazing," he said, and started to gently lift my head off his cock. Even though pulling off his shaft was a lot faster than swallowing it, it still felt like it took forever. Whenever I thought I was almost done and waiting for his cockhead to pop back into my mouth, there was another inch with no satisfaction. Finally, the fat cockhead entered my mouth from my throat, and I could breath again. I gasped for air, staring at the glistening shaft in front of me. Still wet with my spit, it hung down from its own weight. I wanted to suck it again, to keep it hard and happy, and to get that hot and deadly reward. "Glass cock for you, now," Eli said. "I think I'm good," I said, but I still straightened up and got ready for the pipe. "You were very good at sucking my cock. But you can always do another hit of tina," he said, as he stuck the stem in my mouth. I didn't protest. Eli lit the torch, and heated up the bowl. I was surprised that there was still any crystal left in it, but the bowl quickly filled with the white smoke I didn't know I was craving. I inhaled, easily draining the bowl a few times in succession. "More," Eli said. I let the bowl fill up again, and then drained it again. "Still more," he said, and I repeated the process two more times. "Good enough," he said. Not wanting to disappoint the ebony god, I took a few more hits, until my lungs were nearly bursting. "Better," he said. "Now, hold it for me." As he had been feeding me the crystal, I had felt his cock brush against my chest, and knew that I'd do anything to feel him inside me once more. I did as I was told; holding the hit of crystal was such a small thing to do to make him happy. He leaned in. "Don't exhale before I tell you to," he said, before he locked lips and began to kiss me. With his mouth covering mine, I couldn't have exhaled even if I wanted to. Besides, he had told me not to exhale, and I needed to make him happy. Plus, I was enjoying the intimacy that he was willing to share by kissing me. That such a masculine, dominant man was willing to open himself up to another man was an unusual situation for me. He continued to probe my mouth as his hard cock rubbed up against my chest. I could barely contain myself; I wanted to jump on top of him, and feel his thick rod penetrate my hole. But I knew that would come soon enough. I did my best to restrain myself, despite the tina coursing through my veins. Breaking off the kiss just long enough to speak, he said, "Give me your hit." I exhaled into his mouth, and he sucked up my entire hit. I was glad to finally get a chance to breath again, but wondered how I would behave once the hit took effect. "Nice hit," he said, holding it in his lungs. He broke off the kiss, and stood up. His cock was level with my face, and I took the opportunity to lick off the head. "Not quite yet. But it's good you are an eager boy," he said, pulling me off his shaft. He turned around, and knelt on the bed. "First, lick my ass," he said, pushing his muscular cheeks right in my face as he exhaled the hit. Without thinking, I dove into his ass, licking his musky, sweaty hole. As I did it, he lit the torch and did another long hit. I pushed my tongue into his hole, feeling him open up for me. He moaned in pleasure as I probed his warm hole. It was a totally unexpected move from him, to let me lick, kiss and penetrate such a private part of his body. He was such a textbook example of a dominant top, but I would eventually let him enter and penetrate me and fulfill his own imperatives. As I licked his ass, he continued to suck on the pipe and filled his lungs. "Oh fuck," he said, "Don't stop." The torch went out, and I heard three more puffs on the pipe. I pressed my face deeper into his ass, my tongue pushing as far as I could into his tight hole. From how tight he was, it was clear it had been a long time, if ever, since he had taken a cock. And he had certainly never taken anyone as large as he was. I lost myself in his ass. His muscular ass cheeks pressed against my face, forcefully reminding me of my place in the world. I could taste the sweat and musk on his tight hole, reminding me what I was doing. I didn't mind; I was where I wanted and needed to be. I was kissing a god's ass. It wouldn't be long before this god rewarded my dedication to him with what he alone could provide me with that afternoon: a hard, deep, raw interracial fuck, ending with a thick load of this black stud's HIV-infected sperm. As I probed, explored and pleasured Eli's ass, he continued to hit the pipe, heating the bowl, drawing a hit, holding it, and then exhaling it slowly. Given my position, I took the opportunity to reach around his waist and grab his now-hard cock. It was still wet and slippery enough from my blowjob; it was just slippery enough for me to easily stroke it, even if it was so thick it was hard for me to wrap my hands around it. "Oh damn, boy," Eli moaned between hits. "That's what I need. Lick my ass and stroke my cock." I wanted him inside me. Although the two men were completely different, I couldn't help but think of Nathan. Each of them epitomized a particular model of masculinity and used it to command obedience and respect. Nathan was the perfect example of an understated, mature man, confident in knowing what he wanted and certain that he would get it. In the wild associations of my drugged-out mind, I pegged him as almost British. In contrast, Eli was brash, almost loud about his masculinity. His manhood was wrapped in muscle, swagger, and the unerring knowledge that he could take anyone in a fight. For either one of them, I wanted to be their bottom and was overjoyed at letting them satisfy their needs with my body. Now it was my turn to moan. "Please, Eli. Fuck me," I said, while I licked his tight, unsullied asshole. Once I had formed the mental image of his cock sliding into my hole, complete with his heavy balls dripping their sweet and deadly pre-cum into my body, it was hard for me to imagine any other pleasure. I wanted him to fuck me, fuck me hard, fuck me deep, and finally breed my hole. I knew it was going to happen, but now I couldn't wait. I needed to be penetrated, and I was hungry for more sperm--his sperm--in my hole. "Got that itch now, don't you, white boy?" he asked me. "That tina finally kicking in for you, huh?" He had put down his pipe, and was enjoying me rimming him. He got off his arms, and turned around on the bed. Because of his new position, I couldn't rim him any more, but now had a close-up view of his cock. He handed me the pipe and torch. "One more hit for you, boy," he said. I knew better than to protest, even though between Sean and Eli, I had done more than enough. I was worried about doing more. I worried that I'd loose control and end up going further than I had ever planned. I took the pipe, and saw that even after all we had smoked, there was still plenty of the drug left in the bowl. Despite my misgivings, I forced myself to light the torch. I heated up the bowl, getting ready for the hit. As a few wisps of smoke started to escape from the pipe, I inhaled and drained the bowl. "If you want to take this," Eli said, grabbing his cock and giving it a good shake. "You're going to want to do that. And a lot more than just that." I didn't doubt him; it was a big cock he had. I drained the bowl a few more times, then held the cloud in my lungs for as long as I could. Eli took the pipe from me, and set it on the bed table. In exchange, he grabbed the lube and poppers. "Don't pass out there, white boy," he said, as he finally gave me permission to exhale. I looked up at him; he was looking down at me, his dreads had fallen over his shoulder and were hanging down his chest. "Go ahead," he said, his brilliant white teeth flashing against his dark skin. I smiled and he nodded; his dreads bounced against his taut skin and then hit me in the face. Surprised by the sudden contact, I exhaled and the white smoke momentarily obscured his dark skin, and hid his black cock. I was now totally lost in the high, not caring about anything but pleasure. He reached down, grabbed me by my shoulders and roughly threw me onto the bed. "You'll need these," he said and tossed the poppers by my head. As he forced my legs apart, I remembered that he had said "need," not want" about the poppers. I did a quick hit. He grabbed my hips and pushed them up, so that my ass was level with his cock. I was now on all fours with him kneeling behind me. We were in a perfect position for the long-awaited anal pounding to begin. He was fully erect and ready; I could feel his cockhead rubbing up against my ass. And I was itching for a fucking, but still wasn't sure if I could take his massive cock. "Go slow," I asked him. "I've not been fucked much before." "I go at my pace, boy," he replied. "But don't worry. You'll love every second." He poured some lube on my ass, and stuck two fingers into me. "You've got a tight white hole. Gonna feel fucking good opening it up with my fat black cock," he said. He added a third finger, and just as I got used to the three, he inserted a fourth. I knew that asking him give me a chance to get used to it would probably be futile, so I opened the poppers and did a hit. "Maybe a bit slower?" I tried. "Right on. That will open you up good, Jason." I think it was the first time he had used my name that afternoon. But there wasn't much time for me to think about it before the poppers hit, and I found myself pressing up against his hand, trying to get his fingers deeper into me. He slid them in and out a bit, letting me get used to it. "You hungry for it, boy? Want to get opened up by my monster?" He was more accurate than he knew in his description of my need for his cock. I was not just hungry; I was starving. The poppers were still in full force, not the mention the crystal. The two drugs answered for me. "Yes, please. Give it to me." He poured more lube on his cock and worked it into the length and girth of his shaft. I did another hit from the poppers; I knew I was going to need all the help I could get. Eli pressed his cockhead against my hole. My experience had been that big cocks rarely got very hard; Eli was definitely an exception. Even just his cockhead felt like he was trying to force a boulder into my hole. He kept one hand on my ass, guiding me down on his cock, while the other hand steered his shaft into my hole. Of course, he had to force the cockhead into me, in order to just open me up. But once he got in, he paused and allowed me to get used to his size and presence. Even through the all the enhancements I had done, he hurt. He hurt like a dull glowing poker was being rammed into me. He hurt like that very first hit of crystal, the one that had permanently opened my eyes. "Just relax," he said. He tightened his grip on my waist, letting me know not only that he was near me and ready for me, but also that he was holding me down, holding me in place. I couldn't squirm away from his cock, nor did I want to. I did my best to manage this dilemma, starting by taking another hit of poppers. Right when I thought I couldn't take it any longer, he pulled out. But the relief I imagined his absence would give me didn't come. I could still feel my muscles stretched and screaming, trying to close up around where his cock had been. He took the opportunity to squeeze more lube right into my hole, and the cold fluid finally brought me some respite by numbing some of the most painful sections of my ass. Before my hole could close completely back up, he slid his cockhead back into me. This time, the pain wasn't so intense and the pleasure almost obvious. He was able to press a few centimeters of his shaft into my hole. "Relax," he said. However, the details of trying to relax when I had a fat, hard cock stretching my ass open were far from easy. I did another hit of the poppers, and focused on how warm and alive his cock felt. Even if there was a rubber that fit Eli, I didn't think he could fuck me with a condom on. It was only the ability for each of us to feel the other so intimately and completely that even made his penetration of me possible. Eli was dripping pre-cum, which really helped lubricate his passage into my body. He would push in a bit, forcing me to open up, then pull back, and let me relax. Despite his outward swagger and bravado, the reality of the fuck was surprisingly slow and measured. After a few minutes of work with Eli pressing his cock into me, and me struggling to stay relaxed and open, we had gotten about a third of his cock into my hole. He paused. "How are you doing, boy?" he asked. "Good, actually," I answered. "I thought this was going to be a lot worse than it is." With the help of the drugs and my eager hole, I was opening up nicely for Eli. "As I said, the first time is always slow and easy." "It's good." Not only did it not hurt as much as I had feared, I was also finding a lot of pleasure in taking his big black cock. There was something deeply natural about this black stud forcing his raw cock into my white ass. It was natural that his thick black tube was dripping infected pre-cum into my vulnerable hole. I pushed back against his shaft, and felt another inch slide into me. "Not that bad, huh?" Eli said. He leaned over me and I felt the heat of his muscular body against my back. "Want more?" he whispered into my ear, his breath warm, moist and close. I nodded without ever thinking. I wanted all of his cock inside me. I wanted him to start pounding me. I wanted him to tell me who was the dominant man this afternoon, who was the one with the cock, who was the one who would force me to take his pre-cum deep, and who was the one that would shoot his load deep in my in my hole. He paused for an agonizing moment, while he poured a bit more lube on his cock and let it dribble into my hole. "You're doing great there, Jason," he said. "Fucking hot, seeing my black cock slide into your tight white hole." He thrust his hips, and I felt one more inch of his cock slide into me. I was getting used to being the bottom. While this might have once been too painful, all I could feel was the pleasure of my ass getting opened. "Almost there, boy. Just another few inches, and you'll be properly impaled on my cock." I took another hit from the poppers, and nodded my head for him to proceed. I was not just ready for it, but needed it. I needed it like I had never needed cock before He took my cue, and pushed further in. The next inch was surprisingly easy, but then his head hit something deep in my body. I gasped, and realized I had never been penetrated this deep before. "It's that last bit that's always the hardest," Eli said. "Deep breath. Long hit. And we'll drive it all the way home." I took a big breath, opened the poppers, and, as instructed, did a long hit. Eli stood still while I sniffed from the brown bottle. As I put them away, he gently rocked his cock back and forth, exploring just how deep he could go before the pain overcome the pleasure. He then waited for the poppers to hit me. "Please," I moaned, once again thinking only of the pleasure for my hole. He pushed in the rest of his fat cock. It still hurt, but it was much better; if he only gave me a few more minutes of gentle probing by his cock, I would be in pure heaven. "It's all the way in, boy. Balls deep in that hungry white hole." He pulled his cock out some, then pushed it back in. "So fucking tight. Going to be fun getting you opened up properly." "Opened up?" I asked. My sex-fogged mind wondered what he meant by that; I thought he had finished doing just that. He didn't say anything in reply. Instead, he slowly pulled out the entire length of his cock until only the cockhead remained in me. Then, he pushed it all back in, until his low-hanging balls were once again slapping against my ass. "Right. Opened up properly," he said. He continued to thrust in and out of my hole, slowly increasing both the force and the speed of the thrusts. "It can take a lot for me to get off." I did another hit from the poppers and relaxed while Eli continued to pound my hole. As he got in deep, there was still a bit of pain each time his thick head found some new stretch of virgin, untouched territory. But it was a manageable pain and a small price to pay for the glory of his massive cock fucking me properly. As he continued, his pace changed: his thrusts were slower but deeper. Eli leaned into me, forcing me onto my stomach and resting all of his muscular weight on me. His body was already warm and definitely sweaty from the fuck, alternately he would stick to me and then slide smoothly against my skin. I stopped trying to analyze my emotions and feelings, and just let the black man dominate me. "Having fun bro?" he asked. "Oh yeah," I said. The crystal was hitting me hard, and it was difficult to think coherently enough to even formulate that short response. All I wanted to do was feel cock in my ass, and especially a big, black, raw cock. "Breed me," I grunted. "Yeah?" he asked. "You want my poz load in you? Seed that tight, white, neg ass?" He was whispering this in my ear, his breath hot against my skin. When he was done speaking, he nibbled a bit on my ear. He could be both aggressive and tender. He let me know that he would do whatever he wanted whenever he pleased to my body. But at the same time, his teeth scraped the skin just enough to send an electric chill down my spine, ending right at the hole where his cock entered me. He knew exactly how he was making me feel. I had to focus on the cock inside me. Having something to concentrate on was useful. My mind was no longer racing from through to thought, and I once more contemplated my situation. A black man was fucking me raw and his huge cock was dripping a toxic mix of sperm, pre-cum and the deadly virus into my unprotected hole. The raw black cock was sliding smoothly in and out of my hole with each stroke, Eli pressed Sean and Jake's toxic juice deeper into my hole, and deeper into my body. He was bigger than any man I had taken before and each stroke found fresh stretches of my hole, stretches with no defenses against his attack. Eli grabbed my torso; despite my muscular build, I was small in his hands. He wrestled me onto my side, and then proceeded to flip me onto my back. He managed to keep his cock in my hole and barely paused his fucking of me. We had ended up face to face, and I found myself staring into his dark brown eyes. I was surprised to see how closely he was watching me. His eyes were darting all over my face, as he tried to discern the slightest change in my expression. Maybe it was just his black skin or perhaps it was the thick dreadlocks that were hanging over his shoulder hanging onto my chest, but it seemed like he was from a very different world than Nathan, Sean, Jake or myself. It was a harder world and a more complex one. Finally, I decided to break the silence. I wanted to know more about him. "How long you been poz?" I asked. "About three years now. It's a long story." He didn't sound like he meant it dismissively, just that he wasn't sure if I would be interested in his tale. "I think you've already made your choice," he said. He leaned in and kissed me. Even though we had kissed while shotgunning the crystal, it was a surprising move. He was still so dominant and controlling. But now it was different. Like the saying went, it wasn't gay if you didn't kiss. And he had kissed me. "Yeah, I guess I have," I said. "But I want to know about you." My statements and Eli's sudden kiss changed the energy in the room. Eli's fucking slowed down even further. He was taking longer and deeper strokes, no longer using me just as a hole to get off in. Instead, he now actively wanted to be inside me and to use his cock to give me pleasure. Eventually, he would use it to give me his load, something we both craved. He rubbed his goatee against my cheek, and then licked my ear. "Then you'll get the story," he said, going in for a particularly deep stroke with his cock. "I didn't get to make the choice you're making. It was forced on me." "Would you do it again?" I asked. "I don't know. I hated rubbers. I still hate them. Of course, they never fit me. I like skin-to-skin fucking. And I fucking love to party and play." He had nearly pulled his cock out of my hole, and took the opportunity to slide it back in. "Plus getting to breed a guy. That can't be beat. But it's not all easy. Being poz. Especially if you can't get used to the drugs." I had been slowly stroking my cock, enjoying the fuck. It was hard for me to believe that something that felt this good and natural wasn't good. But I knew that most of my rational mind had been suppressed. Suppressed first by my desire for Nathan, then suppressed by the crystal, and finally suppressed by this big black cock. I was now being driven by my need for pleasure. Crystal, cock cum, and virus were my only goals, and although I was aware of the all the risks I was taking, it didn't make much of a difference to me. I could never ask Nathan to wear a condom to fuck me. And I never wanted to wear a condom if I got to fuck Nathan. Sean, Jake and Eli were not much easier to ask. To deny them the pleasure of fucking me raw, the pleasure of breeding me, the pleasure of letting their virus live on in my body seemed like a denial of all that was important about desire and all that was important about desire between two men. "I want you to breed me," I said. "Good thing, white stud, because you weren't going to get a choice there." Once I had the pleasure of getting bred, I had taken all the loads willingly. But I was also glad that Eli didn't want to give me a choice. Today, of all days, getting bred had to be both something I gave up of my own free will and something that was taken from me. I urgently needed Eli to mark me, and I certainly didn't want him to give any way out. Not that he would take it. His weight pressing against my legs was forcing them apart. That alone told me who was in charge here. It also let his cock get deep into my hole, which further drove home the fact just how well I was getting fucked. And how little input I had in the decision at all. "I made my choice a while ago," I said. "Lucky man," Eli said. "You had a choice. And you'll be getting some damn potent cum. I'm not on meds right now." "You're not?" Suddenly he had become much scarier. And much sexier. I knew that his cock was a loaded pistol. But it was a game of Russian roulette. I didn't know if he chamber I got would have any virus. But with Eli, every chamber was loaded. And that was exactly what I craved. "Nope," he said, very matter-of-fact. "Bad reaction to the last one. And my numbers aren't so bad to make me want to get back on." "That means..." I trailed off. "Yeah. A proper poz fucking." He smiled, slammed his cock deep into me, and then continued. "I came very late to fucking men. I had a girlfriend, did what I thought I was supposed to do." He had started telling his story, about how he became poz. "Yeah, I'd occasionally jerk off with a guy in the gym steam room. Sometimes, if I was really horny, I'd cruise the park and get a blow job" He continued, explaining how he had found the Internet and the entire DL culture. Of course, it had been easy for him. A masculine, hung top was always in demand and the bottoms would do anything to please him. And, no one was gay, so everyone was clean. Condoms were never needed. Or even discussed. But then it got harder for him to hide. His girlfriend started to ask difficult questions. "I was having a lot more sex. And we were having a lot less sex," he told me, his balls pressed tight against my ass. "She tried to spice things up for us, getting stuff like toys and restraints. It didn't do much for the amount of sex she was getting, but the boys I picked up loved them. And then, finally, what was going to be just a no-strings trick got complex. Far more complex." "How so?" I asked. When he walked in and undressed, I had put him in a category of big dick, little depth, but now he was becoming someone real. I wondered how Nathan had met him; wondered if Eli had ever fucked Nathan. Or maybe if Nathan had even gotten to fuck him. Nathan was the type of man who could do that, convince the pure top to take a cock. Eli continued; he story still hadn't even gotten to the point where he had caught the bug. "Oh, it wasn't just plain fucking anymore. Javi and I would hang out together. We'd go drinking, then one or the other was always 'too drunk to drive' and would have to spend the night. Sharing a bed. Hell, I even started to kiss Javier when I was fucking him." He leaned in and kissed me; his tongue forced itself deep into my mouth. Even though he had just wrapped his arms around me, his tongue was jammed deep in my mouth, and his massive cock was splitting me in two, I was suddenly jealous of Javi. I was jealous that the two had been able to explore their feelings more deeply. I was jealous that they had been able to discover what turned them on and made their cocks hard and their asses itch. I was jealous that they had discovered what made them happy even after Eli had drained his balls into Javi. "And?" I asked. So far, this story didn't seem that bad. "Well, I was still leading a double life. Fucking around with guys, while still supposedly straight with a girlfriend. And by then, I wasn't just fucking around with Javi, but still lots of other guys. From online. Steam rooms at the gym. Cruising the park at night. Fucking every piece of hot ass I could find." He paused in his story. It was long enough for him to throw his dreads over his other shoulder. "You know Sean?" he asked me. "One of Nathan's boys?" "Yeah, I do now. You're fucking his cum into me." I tried not to think about Sean as "Nathan's boy." I wanted to be that boy so badly. "The bastard," he said, although he was still smiling. "Always gets to the hot ass first. Almost as bad as Nathan. But I should have guessed he'd be one of the guests of honor." I knew it was pointless, but I tried to force myself to remember to ask Nathan about Sean. I was so high I could barely keep track of where I was and who was barebacking me. Remembering to ask Nathan about someone several hours from now was going to be nearly impossible. "I met him online. It was late, Javier and I were horny, and he was eager to get fucked." "And?" "He came over. He had a bag of tina, and a pipe. That was the first night I had ever done it. Crystal that is. And of course, I loved it. So did Javi. I nearly got fucked that night, I was so high." "But?" "Nope. Never been fucked. Ever." I had gotten my answer about Nathan. His cock was hard inside me, reminding me that he was the top today. As he always was. "Even high on crystal, I'm still 100% top. Except when I bottom." He paused for a moment and adjusted his position. "Javi, Sean and I started to play pretty regularly there, at least for a while. Then one night, Sean invited another guy over." "Nathan?" I asked. I already knew that it was Nathan, but I asked anyway. It made me feel close to Nathan that I was getting fucked by the same guy who had fucked him. I wanted the same sperm that had been inside of Nathan to be inside of me. "Yeah. You fucked him yet?" "Not yet." "Too bad. You're in for a treat. He's got an amazing ass. Anyway, the four of us ended up at a sex club that night. First time I had been to one. And I was like thirty-eight! Like a kid in a candy store -- we were all naked, sharing a room, doing lines of tina and I was getting to fuck everybody I saw." He continued. "We must have been there for 36 hours or something. I lost track of time and how many guys I stuck my cock in to." "Sounds fun," I said. I figured that Nathan and Sean had been poz by then. I wondered if Eli got to fuck them raw. But he always fucked raw. And high on crystal, of course they were barebacking. "Yeah. Took me a few days to recover from that. And almost as soon as I had recovered from the crystal crash, I came down with a wicked case of the flu." "That what I think it was?" "I still don't know for sure. But yeah. A few weeks later, Javi got sick as well. We'd been fucking the entire time. And fucking raw. Javi got tested first." "Poz?" I asked. "Of course. Then I got tested. Poz as well." "How did it feel? To be poz?" "Scary, of course. I was still occasionally fucking my girlfriend. And of course, we never used rubbers, since she was on the pill. And I was still hiding all of the sex I was having with guys. There were a lot of guys to hide. And a hell of a lot of sex. But it was liberating. I didn't worry about sex any more. All bareback. All the time. Javi and I would get tweaked up, go to a bathhouse or sex party, and fuck every bottom we could find." "Like me?" I asked. "Oh fuck yeah. Especially white muscle bottoms. Had you been there, I'd have fucked you into next week." He slammed his cock into me again, letting know just how forceful he could be. I realized that so far today, he had been holding back on me. As he pounded me harder and deeper, he was also getting more intimate and close. Part of this was just him telling me about his life, how he had come out, started partying and then gotten pozzed up. But, the crystal was also important in helping us get to this point. However, most critical thing was the act of having sex, the act of barebacking. The act of me letting him insert a part of his body into my, and sharing the closeness was it. If there had been any barrier at all, even just a thin rubber sheath between us, it would have been different. It would have been an impersonal and unpleasant intrusion into my body, more a medical procedure than sex. Him sharing his cock and story with me was nothing short of magical. "You really want my seed?" he asked. "My bugged up sperm?" "Yeah, I do," I said. "Absolutely. You think you got it from Nathan? Or someone else." I wasn't sure which one I wanted the answer to be. I wanted to be closer to Nathan in any way that I could. But there was an itch also driving my desires and actions. I wanted more loads, from more guys. I wanted as much as I could get. I wanted every load to be infected, every load carrying a different strain. Every load would have evolved through so many varied and diverse men, until finally it reached me and infected me. "You're way spun, aren't you?" he asked. "Yeah, I am." I had to agree -- I don't think I had ever been that high before. "Hot," he said. "Something really satisfying about shooting my poz load in a tweaked up white bro." He slammed his cock in and out, letting me feel every veiny inch of his massive tool. "Then watching them try to keep my toxic sperm in their holes. You going to hold it for me, boy?" "Yes, of course man." It just seemed appropriate for Eli to hold his cum as long as I could. It was appropriate for every man. "Good boy. Tell me what you want again." "I want your jizz. I want your infected, HIV-laden sperm." I lost any sense of personhood, and was begging him for his dirty cum. "Please, man. Give it to me, Eli." Eli's thrusts were getting harder, more intense, and as impossible as it seemed, I felt his cock firm up and lengthen in my hole. I knew he was getting close. "Please, man. Breed me. FUCKING BREED ME MAN," I begged him. "Yeah, boy, take my dick scum," he moaned, as he slammed his cock into my hole. Deep inside my body, his cock pulsed and pumped, and I got the start of another load of sperm shot right in my hole. That was only the first spurt of several; as his orgasm continued his cock continued to pump out shot after shot of thick, white cream. As his ejaculate filled my hole, it lubricated each of his thrusts. The slippery hole let him fuck me harder, which, in turn, made him cum more. It seemed like several minutes passed before this virtuous cycle of sexual escalation finally came to a halt. His balls were totally drained. "Fuck yeah, boy. I needed that. And I think you needed it as well." "Of course. Thank-you Eli," I said. He collapsed on top of me, his sweaty, muscular body pressed against me. He moved around and started to kiss me. "My pleasure, boy," he said, between deep kisses. "We should do this again soon." We lay there, together, his still-hard cock in my ass, his tongue in my mouth, and we could enjoy each other fully. I was happy and had long ago stopped worrying about the time. Eventually, his cock softened more, and it popped out of my hole. He shifted slightly in order to look at his watch. "Damn. Need to get going." "Too bad. That was nice. Really nice." I wanted Nathan to come in, and join us. I wanted Nathan to watch me get fucked by Eli, then have Nate slide his cock into my spermy ass. I wanted Sean to join us, and add another load from his cock. And I wanted all of us to share the pipe, and then start another intense round of breeding my tender, negative hole. "Well, Nathan knows how to find me," he said. He lifted himself off of me. I was about to get up, but he put a hand on my lower back. "Stay there. I want you to keep my swimmers inside you." I didn't need to be told twice, but still turned my head so I could watch him get dressed. The most difficult step seemed to be him forcing his still-firm cock into the too-small pouch of his underwear. Once that was done, he dressed quickly, throwing on his sweats and tank top. "Be good. Or have fun. And take some pictures for me," he said. "But I bet Nathan has that covered." He obviously knew about Nathan and the cameras. Eli gathered up his various supplies, party and otherwise and put them in his backpack. "See you soon, I hope," I said. He quietly slipped out the door, leaving me in the dimly lit room. I had only his massive load in my ass to remember him by.

It is great to talk a bottom to where you want him to be and the more you talk the louder they usually get. I love brainfucking and sharing the phantasies in my mind with my bottom. Through the yars I've found out what turns a bottom on and to tell them little sleazy stories, phantasies and situations make their pussy drool

my stepdad,3 brothers, the swim team in high school,older men and my neighbor

Back in the '90s, when I was in the Army and gas was a lot cheaper, I used to road trip a lot to get away from the closet I lived in on post and indulge my need for man-on-man sex. And I discovered the best part about road tripping is in unexpected fun along the way. For one long weekend, I'd decided to head down to New Orleans. I'd heard about the bars there and decided I wanted some of that backroom action. My plan was to drive straight to the bar without stopping, grab a beer and hit the second floor on the Phoenix for some action, then hopefully hook up with a guy who'd take me back to his place for the night so I wouldn't have to pay for a hotel room. So, I decided to stop at the last rest area before the city to do a quick washup before I got to the bar, and to change into more appropriate clothes. I stepped up to the urinal to piss and saw fresh graffiti telling me to show hard at the door to the men's room. Well that was something I couldn't resist. My cock quickly sprang to attention as I pulled up my shorts. I stepped out of the building and grabbed at my cock through my shorts, hopefully with enough subtlety that I only attracted the attention of the horny bastard I hoped was out there. I stepped around the back of the building and waited. My cock jumped when I heard a car door slam. From the other side of the building stepped a red headed otter, about ten years older than me, rubbing his cock through his jeans. He whispered to me to follow him and led me into the trees at the dark end of the rest area. I dropped my shorts and my cock fell out. I started stroking it while looking at him. He grabbed my hand and put it on his crotch. Needing no further invitation, I undid his fly (no underwear of course) and pulled out a beautiful thick 8" uncut cock. I immediately bent over to start sucking on him. As I worked the head, slipping my tongue under his foreskin and slobbered on his rod, he groaned, "Oh yeah, get me hard and wet". As I sucked him, he reached over and started rubbing his hand in my ass crack. I moaned in anticipation. Suddenly, he grabbed and spread my cheeks with both hands. I felt a presence behind me, and heard someone spit. I felt the stranger's cock head rubbing up against my hole. I had no clue who he was but I knew I needed him in me. He grunted in surprise as I pushed back on to him and wrapped my ass around his raw cock. But he recovered quickly and started fucking my ass as the otter fucked my face. It wasn't long before I felt the stranger thrusting deep and filling me with his warm load. A few more thrusts and he pulled out. The otter kept me busy sucking his cock, so I never did see who that stranger was who'd just cum in my ass. Finally, the redhead couldn't take it any more and spun me around and shoved his cock into my asshole. Between all of my spit on his cock and the cum in my ass, I was well lubed. He drove that cock into me aggressively, but I just begged for more. Soon I felt him deep inside, with his thick cock swelling as his load flooded into my guts. After squeezing out the last drop in me, he pulled out. My ass felt warm and wet and I struggled to keep all of the cum in me. Again I bent over to suck his cock, now covered in cum from two men from my ass. I greedily licked him clean, savoring the taste of my well-fucked ass. Then with a "Thanks man", he buttoned up his jeans and walked away. I pulled up my shorts over my throbbing hard cock and leaking ass and decided I was ready for the backroom. I walked to my car and drove on into the city.

My family home was (very conveniently) about 2 minutes walk from a very busy park. I was about 14 and would tell my parents I was off for a jog, but that wasn't the reason I came home sweaty and breathless! Of course pretty much every guy I got off with was older than me. I can still remember one guy who used to fuck me in the back seat of his car. He was probably around 30 and used to tell me that when I was 18 he would take me to a brothel to fuck a chick. LOL I was much more interested in his big dick than any chick. Can also remember going home with a married guy (probably in his 40s) who had to smuggle me into his house before fucking me. I can remember him giving me some porn mag which had some black shemale in it. Getting porn was quite exciting at that age cos you were too young to be able to buy it yourself. Another guy I can remember meeting was a delivery driver (maybe 30) and had the biggest cock I think I've ever seen in my life. I got off with him a few times but he's probably the only guy I wasn't able to take. Tried a few times, but it was just too fucking big. Ahhh wish I was 14 again!

Older, definately. Sometimes I would add a year to my age so they wouldn't feel so bad about it - but didn't want to completely lie about being young as I just always felt it was wrong to lie about that. Looking back, I realise now just how much alot of them liked my young age! I generally still go for my age and older to this day, never younger....