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I have gotten a little bit too casual lately I guess when it comes to my fuckbuddies. One of my most regular buds has been around a lot lately. We've started hanging out as well as having sex, which is all we used to do. My kids have known him and seen him around for about 7 years and it has always been kind of a "don't ask, don't tell" type of thing. I never lied about who he is but never volunteered information either. The age difference is such that he is only six years older than my son and seven older than my daughter. She came right out and asked me "Who is he to you?" the other day. I was kind of shocked and stalled for time by asking the classic line "What do you mean?" She responded with "Is he your friend, your boyfriend, a hook-up? I responded by using her words. "He is my friend, he's not my boyfriend, and he started out as a hook-up". She said "Oh Ok". It makes me wonder, how much do you tell your kids about your activities? I realized that lately they have seen several men in my place either when they would come home or wake up. It is probably why she felt she had to ask. I felt like it was important to be upfront and truthful, since that is what I have taught them is the right way to be.

Trying to look on the bright side, hopefully this will introduce the general public to the concept of an undetectable viral load.

FT. LAUDERDALE - Have you ever met someone and thought "too bad he's out of my league, he'd be a hot fuck" ? Well, I guess I got to jump up a league last night because I tagged (and got tagged) one of the hottest fucks I've ever had, and I've had A LOT of fucks. Tall, just over 6 foot, in shape, defined body, sexy tatts in strategic spots and a face that any mother could love.... and HE came onto ME! I'll cut to the fucking --- he arrived at my condo wearing only bluejeans and Converse sneakers. No shirt, no underwear. His lack of a belt meant his jeans kept sliding down where I could see the very defined "V" of his lower body pointing right at his crotch. And at the rear of his jeans he was showing me about 2 inches of smooth ass crack. That was all the motivation I needed..... we started making out and made our way to the bedroom where it didn't take much effort to get him all the way naked. I could worship his body but my dick had other ideas. It wasn't long before my cock was sliding into his hole without the discussion of status or condoms. I fucked him missionary, doggie, on his side, on my back, and some other interesting ways. I am not usually a quick cummer and I could tell he needed a break so he flipped me over and slid into me. He fucked me very aggressively and gave me about .5 seconds warning before he nutted in my ass. (I kept it in me all night and when we left this morning I pushed it out and FUCK.... those 22 year old boys shoot huge loads!). After he cums he's a quitter, which I was ok with and so we snuggled. He passed out quickly while I was too psyched up about getting to play in a league over my head. I caressed him and kissed his forehead. About 30 minutes later he woke up and my finger was massaging his butthole. I wanted more and he could tell cause my cock was rock hard and pressing against his stomach as we snuggled. He rolled onto his back and raised his legs for me so I could get down there and get his hole nice and wet. I was soon pushing the head of my cock into his hole for round 2. I fucked him for about ten or twelve minutes before he got sore again and had to quit (damnit!). There was one last session around 6:30am where I fucked him for 20 minutes and finally blew my load up his hot little boyhole. He would cum too, this time all over my chest. I then had to escort him out of my condo in his jeans and Converse's with the sun up. It was that "walk of shame" that I certainly wasn't ashamed of! I'll be in Pittsburgh this weekend if any young whores are looking for some raw cock and cum

I get out it of the cab at the host hotel of IML and I see all this hot meat in front and I can feel there eyes raping me . It started as I was coming home from the lake witch is about 6 miles from home and I would go every chance I could to see if one day I could get into some girl pants but it never happen. At the time I started think I was a human freak by having a dick that is big 11 X 7. Well, on the way home my Bicycle chain broke again and being over 90 degrees with 4 more miles till I get home and needing a drink you don't turn down a helping hand. Rocky pulls up in his truck and offers me a ride home. I have seen Rocky around and new very little about as he kept to him self very much on his farm. He offers me a drink and boy I am thirsty so I gulp it down fast and then the lights went out. When I wake up it's very dark I'm naked with my hands in hand cuffs above my head and my legs are spread wide on some type of bed. When Rocky enters he turn on the lights and I see what's on the walls and I know my life is in a lot danger and scream and Rocky says I can make all the noise I want. He comes and sits on the side of the bed and looks me in my eyes and says all the stories about my dick are true as he grabs it and starts to jerk me off and says I bet you are still a virgin. The truth is I am as the few times I tried to fuck a girl they would say no way. Being 5 Ft 7 120 lb. my dick does make me a freak but Rocky says to me I'm just looking at the wrong place to get my dick in a hole. He says that will change when his friends come over to show me but for now I have to get you ready. Rocky give me a drink and it taste like heavy chemicals are in it then the real shock hits me as he takes out a hypodermic syringe and takes out the alcohol cleans my arm , Rocky puts a rubber band around my arm. I tell him I don't do drugs ever and I don't want to be an addict, the needle goes in my arm I see a flash of my blood , he pushes the plunger and lb. I can't breath I feel like I'm going to die. After the rush Rocky gives me a kiss and says this will help me when his friends get here and the Medicine he just gave me will let me enjoy what they have planed for me. When Rocky friends show up i’m really scared as they look like some motor cycle gang with tattoos in all their leather. They tell Rocky that he found a nice piece of meat for them. One says they have not had the pleasure of taking someone so young into the brotherhood. I tell them I have to get home and their leader says this is my new home and if I don't do as they say I will be beaten. The leader takes me off the bed and cuffs me the wall with me on my toes. He takes his belt off and starts to hit me and says this is just the beginning. When he stops he runs his hand over my body, I can feel him sticking his finger in my ass , he says to Rocky you did very good job with finding this new prospect as he is very tight and never took a dick in his hole yet and my body is perfect for what they have planed and I could be a big money maker for them as a cum dump or taking care of chasers once I become a member of the brotherhood. Rocky basement is full of all kinds of scary equipment whips, floggers , cattle prods I and some medical equipment that we use on the farm to impregnate or to help with birth of cows. They take me over to a bench and strap me down and I see Rocky with a tray with syringes some with needles and the bigger ones without. Rocky says I have given him a small slam and I should be given a bigger one before they get to work. The leader says also give his hole a good booty bump as I'm very tight. Again that needle goes in my arm and I feel the rush , next I feel my hole being force up and it's BURNING. Once it stops the leader comes in front and stick his dick with a large PA and tells me to start to suck , I refuse and he takes the cattle prod off the wall and gives me a ZAP. He comes back in front and says for me to open my mouth and I do and that prod HURTS. It does not take long before he is hard , I feel his dick by my hole and he yells IT HOLE WRECKING TIME. With one thrust he goes balls deep on me and it hurts and he is pulling out and then back in again. I guess he is finish as he comes in front of me and tell me to suck his dick and I can see blood and his cum on it and I don't to be zap again so I start to suck it. He tells the other 2 who he calls his sons to start helping me become a member of the brotherhood with their babies in me.

Wow. I had forgotten about this one. You guys are in luck; I have four more chapters already written. I'll start on editing them in the morning to post...

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."

CHAPTER 9: Dad: Waking up I realized it was almost Noon. I remember fucking Cod earlier this morning while we were both half-awake but I suppose I passed out afterward; apparently he decided to get up and let me sleep. I went looking for him but he was gone, a text on my phone read, “Dad going to run errands, back in a while, Love you”. I decided this was the right time to text Sam. “I’m horny, come over” is all Sam’s reply said. I swished with mouth wash and threw on a t-shirt and some sweat pants and was out the door. I don’t know why but I was hornier than normal and Sam never disappoints me, he always scratches that itch lurking deep in my ass. We’ve been fuck buddies a long time, there are no pleasantries when I show up to his place, I let myself in, I get naked, we fuck. The biggest difference now, versus when we first hooked up, is that he’s not taking his hiv meds, and we are both trying to see me get infected. It was clear to me, I’m a bugchaser and Sam is meant to be my gifter and that’s the way I wanted it. Hooking up with Sam always feels great, I love the way he fucks his cum into me. He always makes a point to be nasty and verbal and let me know his intentions -- to infect me. Looking up at the ceiling, relaxing, all I can think about is the huge load of poz cum Sam literally just fucked into me; I can feel it. I can hear his labored breathing, smell his arm pits, my ass feels so used, so good. I look over at him, he’s in ecstasy too, and that poz cock harder than steel. I need him. I can’t control myself, I wrap my fingers around his dick and started stroking him slowly. Sam rolls onto his side to face me, smiling. He reaches between our bodies and wraps his hand around my slippery shaft. Sam’s staring at me; we lay like that for a bit as we simply jerked each other off. Feeling Sam's hot breath on my shoulder really turns me on. He starts making small thrusting motions, forcing his cock up and down through my fist. I’ve noticed that Sam always seemed to have control of when and where he cums – we both knew he wasn’t going to blow his load this way. Sam pulled us a bit closer and let go of my cock. I squeezed our dicks together, jacking both cocks with my left hand. Sam put his arm around my back and pulled me still closer, his poz cock grinding against my own (soon to be poz cock). We were so close to each other, eyes locked; right now, I can’t help but think, I feel as close to him as I do to Cod. Sam and I have this connection -- I want Cod and I to be this way. Instinctively, Sam places his hand on my shoulder and gently pushes down. I stopped stroking our cocks, not really surprised by Sam's touch, but I took the cue he was giving me. I slowly moved down his body until I reached his cockhead. My heart was beating fast in my chest; I think, this is going to be the cock that infects me with HIV. Maybe it already has? I lifted his heavy cock from his stomach; the broad, flared cockhead staring me in the face. I loved sucking cock, but had never sucked Sam. I took a breath, opened my mouth, and wrapped my lips around him. Sam's right leg flexed against my crotch. My tongue brushed along the head of his cock; Sam let out a low groan and squeezed my shoulder. We may have only fucked but Sam loved being sucked it seemed. Sam filled my warm, wet mouth with his cock. I pressed my tongue against the underside of that hot poz deathstick and sucked, hard; keeping a hand wrapped around the thick base of his dick. Sam, just like a top, is pushing his hips up, trying to drive his dick deeper into my hole. His cockhead pressing against the back of my throat hoping to orally rape me; unfortunately, I gagged a bit and he pulled back. Seeing me gag, Sam’s cock seemed to swell larger. Sam put his hand on the back of my head, running his fingers through my hair, encouraging me to not let up; I gagged again, but I was determined to get his poz cock in my throat. I came up for air and gasped a bit. Looking up at Sam, our eyes locked, we both knew this was the right place for me. A poz load of cum wasn’t likely to infect me orally but being with him like this, it just felt right. I started licking his cock again, dragging my tongue up and down the length of it. I buried my face between his legs, tasting his wrinkled nut sac, sucking each of his balls between my lips. I grabbed his cock and pressed it against my face. I looked up at him, cum hungry, the desire, the power, the control he has over me; I wanted Sam.. no, I needed Sam. I rubbed more of my face against Sam’s cock, getting his poz precum on my cheeks and lips, I wanted to be sure he knew his cock owned me. Cock worship always gets me hard, and for his part, Sam moved his leg against my cock to make me feel good. I used a hand to press my wet meat against his calf, I moaned. I took his head back into my mouth, repeatedly swabbing it with my wet, rough tongue. I started stroking Sam's thick pole while sucking the glans -- I wanted cum and I wanted it now. I can feel Sam’s orgasm building; every time I stroke his cock, I knew that poz load is working its way out of his balls and up his shaft; his nuts pulling up close to his body. I thought, Sam and I have always fucked, this is our first sexual experience where his cum is going to go somewhere besides the insides of my ass. "Oh FUCK! OH FUCK! Mark!" he grunted. "I'm close." That kind of encouragement only made me hornier, I sucked harder. "I'm going to cum ……Mark. You’re getting another poz load." I kept sucking him, his dick seemed to get bigger as the first ribbon of his poz cum spurted from his long, fat prick into my accepting mouth. I never really realized how much cum Sam was dumping into my ass until just now. How in the hell am I still neg?. Two more ropes of his cum squirted into my mouth as I swallowed; his eruption finished with a river of cum and I swallowed all of it without missing a drop. I can see Sam’s face contorted, we relaxed and laid like that for several moments as Sam caught his breath and came back down. “That was so hot.”, “You’re telling me”, I said. Sam kissed me, his tongue rooting around in my mouth for his cum, but he didn’t find any, I swallowed all of it. “You’re a pig”, he said, “Yell … well, what does that make you?”, we both laughed. “Do me a favor, can you keep from cumming for the rest of the week… is that possible?”, he asked. It was Sunday, I thought about it, was he kidding, “Uhmmm.. why?” (thinking Cod will be very annoyed), “It’s a surprise actually, and I want you wound up…. just trust me.”, he said, “Hmmmm… “, I thought about it, “Ehhh… ok.. I’ll try, but whatever it is, … it better be damn good, Cod will be pissed if I’m not fucking him”. “Fuck him if you want, just don’t cum in him”, he said. Cod: Dad was sleeping hard this morning so I decided to message Adam. After his reply, I tried to be very careful as I got out of bed with Dad and put on some clothes; as far as I know, I got out of the house without him noticing. Adam, was waiting for me naked, at his apartment. A quick look at each other and I undressed as quickly as I had dressed, and we went to his bedroom. Adam greased his fat hardon, and I took some pillows and placed them under me. "I want you to breed me face to face Adam! I want you to look into my eyes and my face and see how hot it makes me to have that cock of yours inside my butt!", I nearly stammered, thinking he’s poz, but Adam clearly liked my words. "Come on stud! Mount my hot little ass and fill me up with poz cock!" Adam looked down at me, it seemed clear, he felt nothing but lust for me. He knew I wanted him inside of me and he wanted to be inside of him as well. He climbed between my legs and positioned himself so that his dick was parallel with my winking hole. Tentatively, he pushed forward so that the head of his greased poz cock can enter my tight canal. "Aaaaah," I moaned as he felt the coolness of his stiff rod pushing inside of me. This feels so good and fulfills my darker fantasies… I wanted this feeling to go on forever! “Do it Adam!”, I moaned. Seeing the pleasure he was bringing me encouraged Adam to slide even more of his cock inside my hot hole. "Damn", Adam thought. 'I can cum right now it feels so fucking incredible! I feel so connected to him like we were Siamese twins!", and indeed we were connected. Connected by nine inches of his hot poz fuck buddy cock. I reached around and grabbed Adam’s butt cheeks and pulled him forward so that the last half inch of his fat cock slid up and inside of me. That was it, i had all of him. I would have taken more. Any and all cock Adam could feed me will make me happy! Slowly, Adam began to thrust that poz dick in and out of my hole, I can feel his big balls bouncing against my butt cheeks on each downward thrust. I can feel the load of my life building up in my own balls and hoped Adam did, too. Adam stared down into my face and saw the look of ecstasy. He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine, we were now connected another way. Adam pumped away mercilessly as I fought to take every inch of the thick cock he was giving me. My own cock was rubbing against Adam's belly and streams of my pre-cum oozing out of the slit. I knew that I might shoot my load just from having Adam massage my prostate and my dick rubbing against his warm, hot flesh. Then, I felt it. That feeling in your balls you get when you jack your cock real slow and work yourself up. My head felt like it was going to explode as we broke the kiss. "Shit, Adam. You got me there, man. I'm so fucking close to busting my nut. I want you to cum in me bro' I wanna feel your hot macho spunk filling my butt as I shoot. Can you do it, Adam? Are you ready to fill my tight butt with poz cum? Fill me full of hot mancream til it's cumming out of my ears?", I moaned. That really made him crazy, "Oh, Shit, I'm so fucking close. Gonna lose it babe…. Gonna do it any second! My cock feels like it's on fire, it hurts so good… I feel like I'm gonna cum from the bottom of my toes! Gonna fill that tight butt with my juices. Gonna do it right now. Shit man, oh shit! I'm there! Oh shit! FUCKING CUMMINNGGGGG MY GUTS OUT RIGHT NOW!” Adam again planted poz seed inside my tight orifice, I’d swear I can feel it splattering against my anal walls. I was so caught up in the moment that I didn't even feel my own cock explode, sending streams of jizz all over both our bellies and chests. When Adam’s cock finally stopped shooting, his body came to rest on top of mine; we were still connected, but out of breath. Sweat covered my body. Dad: I finally got home, Cod still wasn’t around, that seemed weird… then I heard his car pull up and he came inside. “Hey sexy!”, I grabbed and kissed him as he came in the door, “Hey Dad”. It wasn’t like Cod to not be home, “Sorry I was gone most of the day, running errands, went to the Mall and tried on clothes, its been a busy day”. “No problem… I had a jog with Sam, then stayed around the house the rest of the day, had lunch, watched tv, I knew you’d be back whenever you got done with your errands.”, I kissed Cod again. It was getting late we stripped and cuddled on the couch, we both seemed exhausted, and I knew there wouldn’t be any sex tonight which fit perfectly with Sam asking me not to cum for the next five days. I took Cod to bed, we cuddled close, and drifted off to sleep.

I don't think having a healthy and active sex life is modeling bad behavior. Its perfectly natural. I don't offer up details but there are things that they see and I'm glad she asked rather than assume. It was funny because she was explaining it to her boyfriend on the phone when she asked. I think that trying to explain it to him made her ask, what is he to you? I think honestly and openess is the best policy, said the man who's kids don't know he is an internet porn star. But if that ever comes to light, I'll handle it the same way.

Good looking latino hit me up on grindr, after seeing his dick and body pics I had to have his cum. He had a nice fit body, just a little bigger and wider than mine, really turned me on. Told him i'd let him go bare, he seemed a bit hesitant at first but went through with it. My tight ass had a hard time taking his cock but I layed on my stomach and eventually he got balls deep and started pounding away. Felt the warmth of his cum deep inside my gut as he exploded, he pushed his dick so deep into me, it was great! Didnt even leak out till many hours after! Heaven.

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.

PART 1 My name’s Sloan. I’m 35, white, hairy, and hung. My dick is a fat, veiny hole-wrecker, and I love to show it off in public. I keep my body in the best shape possible—rock-hard six-pack, muscular chest, beefy legs. I’m really good at luring younger guys into giving up their holes. There’s something about my look, about my square jaw and intense brown eyes and high-and-tight crew cut. Something that makes me look trustworthy, wholesome. The good guy. The older brother. The mentor. But see, I’m not the good guy. In fact, I’m one evil motherfucker. My favorite hobby is seducing, chemming, and corrupting college dudes, pushing their limits, taking their fantasies to the dark side, and pozzing their sweet smooth hungry holes—pounding them raw and leaving them dripping with multiple loads of unmedicated virus. And the funny thing is this: no matter how much they protest at one time or another, no matter how much they claim that they don’t want to be barebacked and gang-bred and pimped out, they always end up hungry and begging for more of that sweet seed deep in their guts. So yeah: I guess you could say that I’ve pozzed a lot of boys, destroyed a lot of unsuspecting holes, initiated a lot of slampigs. But last weekend—well, last weekend was the hottest transformation I’ve seen yet. My favorite place to hunt for victims is about a block away from a bathhouse here in Berkeley. I watch for a certain kind of guy: 18 or 19, an undergrad just getting his first taste of freedom away from the parents, well-built, preppy. He might walk hesitantly toward the entrance, then stop to reconsider, then start walking back to his car, then decide to go into the bathhouse after all. That’s when I intercept him. I emerge from the shadows to strike up a conversation—and with any luck, change his life forever. Last weekend, I was in my usual spot. It was a warm August night, and I was wearing a pair of mesh gym shorts with no underwear, a tight wife beater to show off my hairy chest, and a ballcap. I’d taken a dick pill about 30 minutes earlier, so my cock was forming a huge tent in my shorts as I anticipated my next conquest. That’s when the boy got out of his car. He looked both ways down the street—a little lost, I guess—then spotted the bathhouse entrance. Clearly a first-timer, I thought. As he walked closer to me, I began to make out his features: short dark-brown hair, a handsomely boyish face with a nice strong jawline, a fucking adorable nose, and a pair of big, dark, expressive eyes that revealed both his anxiety and his excitement. He was in a pair of khaki shorts and a tight black tank top, so I got a pretty good look at his sweet little jock body, his muscular calves, and his deeply tanned, sinewy arms that showed evidence of some serious time at the gym. He stopped in the middle of the street. He wavered. He almost turned around and went back to his car. But he kept walking toward the entrance—and that’s when I spoke up. “Hey, buddy,” I said, stepping onto the sidewalk, my dick still at attention. That startled him. But as he squinted to look at me in the semi-darkness, his fear turned to relief. I was obviously the kind of guy he was hoping to find here. His eyes widened as they traveled the length of my body, from my face to my torso to the outline of my cock. “Hey there,” he answered in a surprisingly deep voice. “Whatcha doin’?” I looked down at my dick. “Oh, just hanging,” I said with an evil grin, giving my cock a giant twitch. He almost gasped to see it jump like that -- and then he couldn’t stop staring. I stepped back into the shadows and beckoned him to follow me. He obeyed as if in a trance, his whole body shivering as he approached. “What’s your name, buddy?” “Conrad,” he said, but he didn’t look at me. He was still staring at my dick. I made it twitch again, and this time he almost laughed in total fascination. “I’m Sloan,” I said. “How old are you, Conrad?” “I just turned 18 last week,” he replied. “I’m starting at Berkeley this fall. Most people in my class are about a year older—I skipped a grade.” “18 is a good age,” I managed to say, my mind suddenly filled with images of chemming and pozzing this perfect 18-year-old boy. My cock grew harder, and I took a tiny step closer to him. “By the way, Conrad, it’s OK to look at my dick. Really. This cock likes attention. In fact, you can even touch it if you want.” He gave me a funny look, as if he hadn’t heard me correctly. I smiled back, gripping my dick in my hand, then released it by slapping it against my thigh. Another gasp from Conrad. After a moment of hesitation, he reached down to touch the outline of my dick, his hands visibly shaking as he grabbed a handful of mesh and cock. After a moment or two of running his hand along the length of my poz shaft, he looked up at me with a dazed kind of desire. “No, no, Conrad,” I said, shaking my head. “That’s not what I meant.” I took his hand in one of my hands. With my other hand, I pulled the elastic of my shorts away from my waistline. Then I slowly guided him down my treasure trail until he could feel the touch and girth and weight of my cock. It was throbbing with heat, its surface slightly sticky from the steady stream of precum dripping from my mushroom head—as if my poz dick were drooling at the thought of devouring this beautiful, trusting boy. He grabbed onto the dick that would break him in half and poz him deep—and his eyes fluttered in total bliss. I laughed and said: “You like that dick, huh?” He nodded eagerly. I placed my hand on the small of his back and drew him closer to me. He smelled like all good 18-year-old boys should: a combination of cheap cologne, sweat, and chewing gum. I imagined what his crotch might smell like, all musky with dried cum and piss and hormones. As our faces hovered just a few inches apart, I reached my hand down the back of his shorts to feel a perfectly round jockbutt. He trembled again. I whispered in his ear: “Are you looking for a big bro tonight?” He nodded, and I drew him closer, letting him feel the heat radiating off my body. He sighed in contentment as he nuzzled my furry chest. Then I whispered in his ear again: “Do you want your big bro to fuck you, Conrad?” “Yes, please,” he said, lifting up his head to look me directly in the eyes. I smiled and mussed his hair. “Oh, poor lil’ bro,” I said. “Didn’t anybody ever fuck you before?” He nodded and shrugged. “Yeah,” he said. “Two different guys. But they were my age, and didn’t really know what they were doing. I was kinda hoping that I’d find somebody here at the bathhouse who could—um—” “Break you in?” He buried his face in my chest again, mumbling “yes,” and I ran my hands gently up and down his spine, feeling the strength of his back muscles, imagining what he would look like on all fours, back arched, ass in the air, begging for loads. My hands returned to massaging his beefy little jockbutt, and he let out a deep, shaky moan. “I would be so honored to break you in, little bro. I want to show you how a man should fuck a boy, and how a boy should surrender his hole to a man. Would you like that?” “Yes,” he said again. His arms wrapped a little tighter around my torso, and I gently pushed my cock against his body. My throbbing poz shaft thrummed next to the firm muscles of his stomach. He exhaled a long, slow breath, as if melting into me. And at that moment, I smiled to myself and thought: This boy is fucking mine. I pointed down the street. “I live about two blocks that way,” I said. “Wanna come back to my place, maybe smoke some pot, fool around a little? We can go to the bathhouse later, if you decide you’re ready for it.” “Sure,” he said, giving me the cutest fucking grin. And right at that moment, seeing his innocence and sweetness and eagerness to please, my dick twitched even harder than before, and the head of my cock released a small geyser of toxic precum. With any luck, I thought to myself, I’ll get to see that same giant grin on his face in just a few hours—right about the time he’s spreading his slammed-up jockboy hole to get pounded and knocked up by poz cock. I pointed him in the direction of my house. He walked about a half-step ahead of me, his sweet bubble butt bouncing beneath those gym shorts as my cock followed just a few inches behind. The poor kid didn’t know it yet, but he was as good as poz. I knew exactly what to do. Everything was prepared for my victim’s arrival. And within the next hour, I planned to be blasting my potent strain deep inside this sweet 18-year-old fagboy’s chemmed-up cumhole. MORE SOON…

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Last night at Sawmill Campground in the "Garage" took a total anon load in the dark room. I never saw the guy just felt his dick. Some other guy was egging him on to the breed me. When he stopped at first I was disappointed as he had made no noise at all and his rhythm fucking me had not changed, but then I realized that there was a load leaking out my ass. So fucking hot.

This really happened to me. Since I started to take PREP I have been toiling with the idea of having unprotected sex. I had only had unprotected sex so far with my boyfriend of many years but always with condoms when having sex with other people. Even on PREP I could not get to the idea of having unprotected sex and putting myself at risk, however each time I had sex I started hating condoms more. If I was the top, putting on a condom was guaranteed to make me limp. When bottoming, because I have such a tight asshole, I always felt it hurt more when a condom was involved. Therefore, I decided I would start considering raw sex now, but only as a top, where the risk is much lower. In the last month I fucked a couple of hot guys, and did not even consider putting a condom. With the first guy, he asked me to wear them, and I said that I was clean but that I had no issue. He asked if I was sure and upon my confirmation he just went and sat on top of me and rode my dick with no mercy till I came on him. The second did not even bring up the topic. While I was usually versatile and often bottom, I actually started liking my new raw power top role. I also knew that my risk was really low so I finally was letting myself enjoy casual sex. However, this would change yesterday. I was walking on the street yesterday and saw this really cute twinkie asian, smile at me. He was about 5 inches taller than me and much younger. I smile back at him and he says "Hi". We start talking and it turns out he is a 21 year old thai kid who is in college in NYU. He then asks "Do you live around here?", to which I answer that I lived three blocks away. My boyfriend was away for the weekend visiting his sister so the apartment was empty. He grabs my hand, smiles again, and says "Let's Go". I was very excited, I knew I was going to fuck this hottie without mercy. We get home, and before I can even say "welcome" he is already grabbing my crotch and kissing me passionately. I really love young asian men, so I almost feel I am in heaven. I put my hand in the back of his pants and start touching his hairless hard bubble butt. Less than 5 minutes later we were totally naked and in bed, he had a young innocent face, but his body was amazing. Six packs, not an inch of fat, and nice small but toned muscles everywhere. I start sucking his dick and it was actually much larger than I thought it would be (based on my mental stereotype), and he grabs my head and starts getting rough. It was actually a surprise too, as I would assumed he was going to be submissive and let me take care of him. After a while, he starts liking my dick, then my balls, my thighs, and finally, his tongue starts to rim my ass. I said, kind of surprised, "Hey! I am going to stick my dick in your ass very you soon so don't get to carried on". He laughs and keeps licking my ass, and I think that a little rimming of my ass before fucking him would not bother me at all. I get in all fours and he keeps licking my ass, and it is probably the best rim I have ever had, his tongue kept getting inside my ass, while I was enjoying some poppers. I just felt I was in heaven. Suddenly, he stops rimming and with no notice, he sticks his dick into my ass which was already so wet and relaxed that I felt no pain, and of course, I opposed no resistance. He got from behind and then pushed my body down so I was laying face down, legs open on the bed with his cock inside my hole. I knew he was entering raw but I thought, "It won't happen anything if I let him stick it in for a short time, I will not let him come inside". It was very nice but after a couple of minutes, I asked him to stop. He totally ignored me and keep pounding me. I tried to get his dick off my ass, or to push him out. Unfortunately I realised that I was not strong enough to get him out of me without putting a major fight. And also, I was actually enjoying his warm dick inside me. Finally, he was too good looking, and I did not want to annoy him and put on a fight. As I saw his rhythm get faster, again I tried to get him out of me, and when that failed I tried to entice him by asking "Please come on my mouth, I want to swallow your cum". He covered my mouth with his hand and I can tell that he is starting to cum as his dick gets warmer and my ass starts feeling a warm sensation too. He actually says "take my load now and shut up"! I was so fucking turned on by the situation that I just turned back my face and smiled back. After that, he did not even wait for me to jerk off, he got on his clothes, kissed me quickly on the mouth ,and left my apartment without even saying anything else. As I walked to the shower, I felt at the same time dirty, confused, excited, overpowered, hot, worried... my mind was in total turmoil. Today, each time I think about it I get hard. I guess I liked it more than I want to accept. Who knows, if next time I decide to play around I will look for a tight bottom or for a dominant top.

Several guys have asked me to repost the Dr. Mike - Biohazard or Healer - main story from 2012 along with the various related and side stories. As I just wrapped up the story My Name is Mikey, the story arc is complete and all the links are below. Enjoy! Dr. Mike – Biohazard and Healer https://breeding.zone/topic/10939-dr-mike-%E2%80%93-biohazard-and-healer-%E2%80%93-part-1-%E2%80%93-the-first-office-visit My Name is Mikey (Dr Mike’s back story) https://breeding.zone/topic/33452-my-name-is-mikey-20-%E2%80%93-happy-18th-you%E2%80%99re-a-man-now/ Charles – Horse Dick Leather Lord and Master and Dr Mike’s Lieutenant https://breeding.zone/topic/11410-charles-%E2%80%93-horse-dick-leather-lord-and-master-and-dr-mike%E2%80%99s-lieutenant-part-1/ The Soldiers – Supporting our Troops the Dr. Mike Way https://breeding.zone/topic/12476-the-soldiers-%E2%80%93supporting-our-troops-the-dr-mike-way Carl – the Homeless Dick Gangbang in the Library and Matt the War Hero https://breeding.zone/topic/11164-carl-%E2%80%93-the-homeless-dick-gangbang-in-the-library-and-matt-the-war-hero/ Joseph – Dr. Mike’s Patient I Stealth Pozzed and Earned my BIOHAZRD Status https://breeding.zone/topic/12248-joseph-%E2%80%93-dr-mike%E2%80%99s-patient-i-stealth-pozzed-and-earned-my-biohzard-status-and-tat The Homeless Guys from the Video Store – Fucked Up, Dicked Down, Pimped Out https://breeding.zone/topic/12893-the-homeless-guys-from-the-video-store-%E2%80%93fucked-up-dicked-down-pimped-out/ Franklin Square Park Crew – Warren the Drug Dealer Gets me High, Fucks me Higher https://breeding.zone/topic/13555-franklin-square-park-crew-part1-warren-the-drug-dealer-gets-me-high-fucks-me-higher/ Dr Mike – The Sire Chronicles – the Final Chapters https://breeding.zone/topic/12719-dr-mike-–-the-sire-chronicles-the-final-chapters Uncle Jack Attacks: The Kidnap – A Sire Chronicles Story https://breeding.zone/topic/14279-uncle-jack-attacks-chapter-1-%E2%80%93-the-kidnap The Breeder’s Market – The Tours and Training Begin: A Sire Chronicles Story https://breeding.zone/topic/14592-the-breeders-market-%E2%80%93-the-tours-and-training-begin-a-sire-chronicles-story

Where do you guys find your fucks? Which is the most successful? Does it have to do with volume (Grindr has the most members) or content (barebackrt has the barebackers.) Hope you all vote Steve

The Talk just confirmed how ignorant people are. They have no clue. My local news opened with the teaser last night stating that Charlie was going to reveal he has a disease that will be the cause of his death. I wrote the news anchor. Educated her. She wrote back and said she was forwarding it to the producer because he wrote the line and she realized after it came out of her mouth that it was wrong..... Who knows. But it's great to see ignorance is alive and well...

I was looking for this story forever and thought it was deleted for some reason - The entire subject matter is NOT Straight nor is it Bi - it's about knocking the stupid straights up that's all - it should have stayed right where it was originally. I can totally sympathize with the author - the guys in this story are NOT Bi they are just fucking a girl just to knock her up - it's all about pozzing that's it - Gay men (not straight) pozzing.

I want my bottoms to enjoy it. If you don't get used to it fairly quickly I don't want to feel like I'm hurting you. It has to be pleasurable for both parties.

I was having a difficult time falling asleep last night. Finally, at about 2am, I gave up and got on Grindr. There was a hot guy online that lived about 1 mile from me. I clicked on his profile. Hot pic of a 40 year old, buff, muscled jock type guy. I was sure he wouldn't be interested in me. However in just a few minutes I had received a message from him. He said his partner was fast asleep. And he was horny to get blown or to fuck. I messaged him back that I was up to do both with him. We swapped some pics and he told me to come over. He gave me his address. Yes, he was close by. His instructions were that his partner would be upstairs, asleep, knocked out by ambien. So, as long as we were fairly quiet we could play in his garage. He told me to message him on Grindr when I arrived at his house. And he would have the side door to the garage unlocked. I quickly dressed and drove to his home. I sent the message that I had just parked. And I walked to the side of the garage. I found the door unlocked and walked inside. The garage was dark, except for a small night light he had plugged into a wall socket. It was a 3 car garage. 2 stalls filled with their autos. The other stall used for garden tools and storing their patio furniture for the winter. This buff stud was seated in one of his patio chairs. He was totally naked, except for the flip flops on his feet. At his feet he had placed some patio cushions for me to kneel on. "Over here" he whispered. I closed the door and walked to him. I pulled my poppers from my pockets as I knelt before him. I took a deep sniff of my poppers then leaned forward and took his hard 7" cock in my mouth. Though he was already hard, I could feel him harden even more as I sucked up and down his shaft. I licked his balls and sucked on each one of the. Then I licked under his balls. He lifted his legs and held them against him. Exposing his asshole to me. I licked his puckered hole. Then slipped my tongue up inside him. He liked that. I ate his ass for awhile. Then went back to sucking on his balls. Finally, he put his legs down and I returned to sucking his cock. After a few minutes he said, "Let me fuck you". Without needing to be asked twice, I rose and stripped off my clothes. "Over here on the lounge chair", he motioned. I walked over to the lounge and knelt down on the edge of it. He stepped up behind me. He spit a couple of times on my ass and pushed the saliva up inside my hole. Then he put his cockhead up to my hole and spit down onto his cock. Then he slowly guided his cockhead into me. I was taking deep breaths of poppers as he entered me. Once he had slid balls deep into me, he started to pump. I was moaning, but he told me to be quiet. He didn't want his partner to find us out here. In silence he continued to fuck me as I kept poppering myself up. He thrusts were getting harder and deeper. The only sound now was his crotch slamming against my ass. About 10 minutes of fucking, finally produced a low, but soft growl from his as he emptied his balls into my raw asshole. My ass muscles milked every drop I could from his cock. Then he finally withdrew. "Thanks. I'll lock the door behind you", was all he said. I dressed and left the garage the way I came in. Got in my car and was back home in 5 minutes. The fuck made me definitely ready to sleep. I rolled into bed and fell fast asleep. I woke up the next morning, feeling great. My sheets were wet from his load of cum that had been dripping from my ass all night. I loved the smell of cum on my sheets. I'll definitely be looking for him on Grindr on those sleepless nights I sometimes get.

Great topic! How do you balance a very active and revolving sex life with parenting? Few here have kids but hoping other people chime in here.

In a way, I think it's a beautiful thing that this can be a situation in our day and age. I'm not a parent and couldn't imagine this situation. But, It sounds like you handled it well, knowing your kids, etc. Most kids are adaptable and if you don't overdramatize things, they get it. But on the otherhand, as a kid, I wouldn't want too many details. Gold star for healthy parenting, in my book.

Why did it have to be Charlie Sheen?

I don't have all the details but it seems as though he wasn't on meds but knew he was poz when he was skeeting in all these women http://www.tmz.com/2015/11/16/charlie-sheen-hiv-lawsuits-settlement/ ..that's just wrong on so many levels ...and apparently people close to him leaked that he was poz after he confided in them ...this is why I always say be careful who you tell because you can't untell them

I'm with the last two posters. Sounds like he had an ego problem. And you popped his bubble. I'm a bottom, so I can't really answer your question. But I will say I'm not going to complain and act like it's too much just to make the top think he's huge.

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Guy on Growlr invited me to come over and fuck his boyfriend. When I got there, there were three guys; older with dude, younger Pakistani dude, and a hairy balding cub. The cub sucked me hard and then I fucked the Paki while the older dude watched.

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Unfortunately, gonorrhea, chlamydia and syphilis are easy to catch these days, compared to HIV. As a top, the most common infections are gono/chlam (infected through urethra), followed by throat gono if you perform oral. If you actively seek and enjoy bare sex like the rest of us, the truth is "you risk contracting the same or a new STI every time you have unprotected sex and/or have sex with someone who has that STI" (this is a quote straight from the CDC). Risk reduction methods for gay men like us mostly amount to the following : - choose your partner(s) more thoughtfully (hard to do if you attend sex parties and bathhouses) - openly discuss STI prevention with your partner(s) - get tested often, detect early, and treat immediately I think it's just something you need to get used to. It's the trade-off for having really hot/sleazy sex. Whether the trade-off is worth it, or needs adjustment, is up to each person.

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.

If your cunt is full and someone starts fucking you it comes out. As long as you are comfortable with leaking (which is a great turn on for me especially on the way home from a big party or waking up in the morning with your bed sheets ruined) there can never be enough cum.

NEVER! Best is when I am still leaking days later. Guess my ass is just always hungry for dick and cum.

Follow-up. Met with hipster last night...and he is really into piss. Had a crock pot waiting full of his piss waiting for me. I drank it from a glass with his cum floating in it. He used a funnel to fill my ass with piss. Then we went outside where he fed me from the tap and hosed me down. Had a kiddy tub for me to be is so we didn't loose a drop. Soaked me good. Never saw anyone piss so much. I was great. Then had me push the piss out of my ass into a bucket, then drink it while he stroked his dick. He ended up shooting his load on my face before throwing me out. I was naked, dripping in piss with cum on my face standing outside his door putting my clothes on. Fuck it was hot!

Drinking directly from tap is preferred, but I have put an empty cup or mug to catch a guys piss at the unimal and most times he fills it for me. Lucky I guess. Last week at movies, I went to get a soda during film and stopped by bathroom on way back. There's was a hipster with man bun pissing. I dumped my soda into my urnial and put my empty cup in front of his stream and he kept pissing. Actually aoplogized for not having more to give me. Took cup back and drank his piss watching movie. My date never knew. On way out, I was standing outside restroom waiting on my date, when hipster handed me a cup and his number. More of his piss with his cum floating in it. Fuck yeah! We're getting together this week so he can feed his piss to me. Can't wait!

To recruit twink bottom bois for weekend-long training sessions (or longer...) where they'll be bound in chastity and a jockstrap, gagged, and blindfolded while I whore out their holes to my mates and via their online accounts. They'd be fed nothing except the cum and piss that their slutty profiles can pull. Between loads, I'd train them in the important points of being proper holes for the men they strive to please. Advanced bdsm, ass stretching, and the like. If performing well, they'll be let loose to further their training through domestic service and more public acts of devotion. Proceeds from whoring out their holes will be mine as a "thank you" for helping them live out their dreams of being proper cumdump slaves bois.

Guys still host at Red Roof. La Quinta off of Cheshire Bridge is also a great location.

Spent holiday weekend making my younger cousin into a gay for pay bottom. Even surprised I pulled it off

The Atlanta Man I got in contact with ordered me to stay at the NOrcross Suites? Something like that. Talking to 3 potential black owners there just trying to find a way to get there and fulfill my destiny

To get totally used by a group of guys as their whore while they watch a football game. Guys stop by, see me getting fucked, join in. And you know half time, they are all going to want a turn, getting double fucked and throat fucked. Plus as the game would go from winning to losing to winning again how the fucks would change. Guys cheering each other on that are using you. Then the end of the game, hot sweaty, drinking, hairy, men all banging you, getting that one last nut out before they hit the road. The straggler that would still be fucking a couple hours after the game. When it's all said and done, you covered in man stink and sweat, with deep filled cum dripping hole

To be bound and gagged and blind-folded, ass up in the air and to be whored out to dozens of complete strangers who want to use my ass for a cum dump until my ass is gaping, puffy and seeping with cum. That or, to be a total sex slave to a sadistic dom of who likes to bound me, slap me, rape me, spank me, flog me, gag me with his cock and generally rough house me and humiliate me, even when i'm compliant. Just to use me for his release and sadistic urges.

I did not think I would like someone pissing up my ass. This first time it happen he was Chem up and I was hook.

This main story is not about sex. It's about control, power exchange, surrender agaibst your will and pride where sex, drugs and bondage as elements and weapons are used to gain the goal. You have to focus master's instruction, tasks, trying to get the pleasure from pain, humiliation, hatrated, degradation, getting defeated until you breakdown. If you archived it, at the end of the section, you would feel like hugging the master's legs, kissing his boots and saying "Thank you for teaching me to know where my place is." PS: Never stare at master crotch except focus on his eyes for his next instruction. At one point, Sean woke up in a bed naked but no restraint, where mater said "it's break time, whore boy, ". That's a part of the task and trick where there is no such things of treatment in those situations. The kid should have known what's coming next. LOL. Never fall romantic with master. He should have said " I'm so greatful, Master but I'm not worthy to receive this kind of treatment. However, if this is what you want it and this is your order, then I will obey and comply." That's my first expression on this website by the way.

Fucking HOT story! Being a slam perv myself!

One point, streetmonkey ;-)

Just because we're all twisted pigs, here's a picture of me immediately after doing my biggest-ever slam just a few hours ago.

By the way, this is the picture I had on my desktop when I introduced Dylan. Pretty fuckin cute, huh?

A great story! Just the right mixture of realistic context and setting and hot fantasy :-) Streetmonkey, u got an appointment...

It's so much easier getting a guy to fuck me raw. Getting one to piss in my hole is another story. Wish it was a bigger turn on for more guys. I always feel like a good piss after fucking. It's so natural to lay still and let go in the bottoms hole. I love sucking it back out and feeding it to the pig as well mixed with my load.

Day 1 – Part 2 SE-DC Breeders Market - After the smoke, Lionel handed me a black plate with several lines of powder, “A little something to tide you out,” he said as I snorted it up, savoring the burn, and suddenly feeling 1,000 times hornier than I already was. Lionel Laughed, we got dressed, the van slowed, stopped, and I followed him out of the van and into the garage adjusting my pants as my ass was dripping cum. The Breeders Market would start in a few hours, so Lionel took me on a quick tour. I had not even made it inside yet and I had a couple loads up my ass and was flying high. What would the next several days be like would I get lots of AIDs cum and other dirty bugs? First, we inspected the Mares. They were all in a large open room being groomed and prepped by the Stable Masters. I was surprised at how many there were, over three dozen, but Lionel explained there was no shortage of men volunteering to be Mares as DC was full of fucking bottoms, the challenge was finding those who could handle my infected blood in their bodies. That was the main requirement for most Mares, they had to be shot up with my super-infected blood and it had to take. Of course we always had a few Mares who were negative that were sold to the highest and nastiest bidder and their infection was also consensual, as we chose Mares who begged and pleaded to be converted. There would be no stealthing of the Mares, but we did plan on stealthing as many tops as possible through their infected asses. Of course I was most interested in one particular Mare, the one who had worked for Uncle Jack and kidnapped me and tortured me. Lionel directed me to him. He was dressed in bright pink lace, thigh-high stockings, had on a matching pink bra and a wig to match his neutered nature now. He was truly a cunt to be used and no longer a man. He flinched as I approached him, and well he should. I was suddenly flooded with anger and hatred and wanted to grab the chain on his collar and beat the fucker with it. Lionel understood and held me tight to assure me everything was ok and inclined his head as if to say, “You want to fuck him?” The thought turned my guts, all I wanted was to see Deacon ripping his balls off again and again in an endless, torturous loop of punishment. Since I could not have that, making him a whore for all of his old SE-DC buddies would be the next best thing. Lionel then showed me the rest of the set up. The private garage our VIP clients could enter, the immense security presence both technological and personnel, the various sections of the market for those who wanted rooms with dance music, or an area to watch porn while they fucked, a bar to grab a drink, or for those more hardcore a special bar that provided every drug you could imagine from T, to G, to E, and the entire fucking alphabet if you had the right cash. All of these areas would be staffed by Mares and Stable Masters so no matter where our Breeder clients went, there was a raw, warm hole ready and willing to get bred. We delivered it all. “What about the local police?” I asked Lionel. He laughed and said, “You were right, your old buddy Pooh, the cop who fucked you up at Franklin Square, had all the connections. We good. We help hold down and deal with the violent shit like murder and stuff, and they look the other way to all this. We’re the best enforcement DC police have right now, cause no one fucks with my business and stupid killing and shit does that, so we make sure it don’t happen around here and where we’re working.” I was pleased to hear that as the tour continued, but first I asked to stop at the drug bar for some more powder or smoke. “How fucked up are you willing to get?” Lionel asked me with a look that told me he was ready to get buck wild. “I am all yours, so your call,” I replied before bending over and cleaning off another black plate filled with straight white lines of the best money could buy. Lionel smiled and looking in his eyes I saw days full of mischief and freaky-off-the-wall-sex ahead. Good. Next Lionel showed me the Stockyard. This was designed as the high traffic area of the Breeders Market and while any of our Breeders could enter, the charge was only $20 as the Stockyard was designed for the blow-and-go crowd. Lionel’s crew had been out the past few days handing out $20 passes to all of the druggies, homeless, and infected men at the clinics, they could find. These Mares would be raped and filled with the dirtiest, nastiest, and most infected dick and cum this city had to offer and in turn, my infection would continue to spread to more and more people. The Stable Masters were now leading the Mares and locking them down in their stocks. For these Mares, there was no break, they were locked in and would be used until their holes were open, ripe, and flowing with infected loads. Lionel took me next to the core of the drug operation, which was centered in the old meat factory section. The large metal coolers made great secure locations for the drug suppl. The powder was wearing off and I asked if we could go back by the drug bar. Lionel shook his head and continued the tour, next showing me the mechanics bay that now contained various swings, slings, and raised platforms all designed for sex and allowing people to stand on the ramps on each side to watch the show. Wow, I was impressed with the entire set up, but was antsy so asked again for the drug bar. Lionel said nothing as he grabbed my hand and now led me to an elevator and past several checkpoints where his crew openly brandished their weapons. “Don’t worry,” Lionel said, “They have orders to shoot and kill that mother-fucker Uncle Jack if they see him or any of his crew, no questions asked. Trust – I plan to have that asshole’s head stuffed and on my wall before the year is out.” Lionel unlocked a large metal door that was guarded by four men and we entered a large suite. “This is my new crib, what do you think?” Lionel had turned the top floor of this part of the warehouse into a luxurious living space that rivaled COVENANT HQ in Chicago. I was taking it all in when Lionel said, “Here, hit this smoke, this shit is going to fuck you up! I want you to enjoy yourself while you are here, and you are in my house now, my crib, and you belong to ME! You get me? Good. For the next 7 days you ain’t nothing but a white bitch pussy who chasing this big black snake. Did you miss this dick? Tell me you missed this dick! Good. I like nothing better then a sloppy whore who is fucked up and nasty! Got me? Now do a few big hits, take that shit off, and I’ll be right back.” I was in the middle of Lionel’s living room, stark naked, waiting to see what Lionel had planned. I guess I caught a little chill of air as suddenly I was covered in goose bumps and started to shake a little, or maybe it was the drugs. Lionel was suddenly there, his naked body pressing again mine, rubbing my arms and back and pulling me close, “No worries man, I got you alright? I promise you will be safe this week, do you trust me? Good. Just enjoy yourself. I know more about what is going on with you then you may think. I know how you got those new tattoos on your arm, I know all about how you got to the level of infection that you are, and I know all about Deacon – well I know SOME about Deacon, I guess now you know more than anyone.” I pulled away, startled that Lionel knew Deacon’s name, let alone the other details. Was he a spy for Uncle Jack too? Lionel pulled me close again and said, “Our meeting at the library so many months ago was no accident. Deacon was already tracking you, and wanted you watched, and wanted you to learn, and wanted you to be tested. No, no, I have never met him, but I know of him, and have received orders from him, so close enough I guess. Anyways, you are the boss now, well except for this week. So relax, let go, enjoy yourself, and no worries as I will make sure you alright when I deliver you back to Deacon and those fucked up white-boy soldiers of yours. What’s up with them anyways? Tight ass mother-fuckers!” Lionel laughed as I pondered what he had just said, but the drugs were making it hard to focus, so I let it go – for now. Lionel stepped to the table, lit a new smoke, handed it to me, and I was warm all over again as I took several long drags. I set it down and bent over the end of the couch, wagging my raw and waiting hole at Lionel, needing to be filled and bred. Lionel then stuck a wet finger up my hole, pulled it out, coated it with powder two layers thick, then gave me a booty bump that made my ass burn like acid had been poured into my hole. I flinched, then Lionel spit and rammed his hard dick into me as he barebacked my hole and loaded me with some more of his cum. Can you get a contact high off cum? Sure felt like it! When he was done, Lionel pulled out, let me lick him clean, then he handed me a pile of clothes. “Put these on, good, now turn around,” Lionel said. I had put on the black t-shirt and black jeans he had given me and was surprised when he reached around and placed a large collar around my neck. Lionel fastened it and rattled the chain, turned me to face him and said, “This is to show everyone you my bitch, got that? You’re going to do everything I say right? Open that pussy for who I tell you right? Smoke what shit I tell you? You ain’t nothing but a worthless AIDs chasing whore this week right? Did you miss this dick? Tell me you missed you this dick! Here slut, have some more smoke.” I hit the smoke again and felt really dizzy. Lionel yanked my collar chain, making me focus, as he dragged me over in front of a large mirror and said, “Ain’t no pussy of mine going to look down and out, how’s that shit for bling?” I laughed, as while the black t-shirt and jeans were low key, the collar was not. It was studded in little white stones, and I looked like some poodle at the dog show. Lionel laughed, showing the grill covering his teeth and pointed saying, “This shit ain’t fake! These are real diamonds on my grill and that collar too, so time to make that pussy work and earn what I spent on your ass.” Lionel led me by the collar and chain back out into the rest of COVENANT’s headquarters in SE-DC. A few of the guards smiled knowingly as I passed and a couple even grabbed their crotches, making sure I saw they were packing some big, black, steak between their thighs. Woof! I was ready. We made a stop at the drug bar, I hit the smoke some more, and was flying high as Lionel led me on. The Breeders Market was open and I was surprised at how many people were already in the Stockyard area where all the Mares were locked down and being mounted Lionel kept walking and we were soon in the mechanic’s garage. “Kneel,” Lionel ordered. I looked down, and kneeled on one of those things mechanics roll around on – a creeper. This one had been modified though with thick leather padding and a thick foam matt specially formed to cushion the knees. I got into position and Lionel yanked the chain, “Open your mouth, and close your eyes.” I did and soon had a nice thick dick in my mouth, so I started to suck. The man lasted a while, but then started to groan and moan as he shot his nutt into my waiting my mouth. Heavy smoker for sure from the taste. My mouth hung open, with drips of cum falling off my chin when dick number two filled my throat. This one was a little bigger and he lasted barely 30 seconds before some of the tangiest cum I had ever tasted filled my mouth. I wonder what he was infected with? I sucked him clean and left my mouth open – waiting. My jaws were aching, but then I felt a nudge, push, and a thick long dick start to push into my mouth and down my throat. Lionel must have liked this one as he yanked my chain, the collar tightened and he snarled, “Open that mouth BITCH! I plan to get you coated on both ends.” So I opened my jaws as wide as I could and the guy I was sucking pushed deeper, made me gag and choke and started to fuck my throat. I have to admit I opened my eyes a little at that point and peeked and could see a light skinned dick, but Lionel cuffed my head, so I closed my eyes and focused on getting this load. I won the prize, a thick hot load that tasted and felt like cottage cheese, and kept sucking and milking his dick even after he tried to pull away. Lionel laughed, “You a greedy cum whore tonight ain’t you?” I licked my lips, nodded yes, and got off the creeper to see what was next. As the evening progressed we monitored the Breeders Market to ensure everything was working as planned. Lionel and his crew may be thugs and homeboys, but they are brilliant businessmen and everything ran like clockwork and the cash and cum were flowing. Lionel continued to make sure my ass and mouth were filled with dick and my nose took all the powder I could handle along with a few stops back at his suite for his special smoke. I was one fucked up bottom when Lionel yanked my chain hard and said, “I got an old friend who wants to see you.” I stumbled along through the warehouse to the loading docks, and saw the ominous shadow of a big man standing alone, stroking a very long and thick dick. Between the dim light and being high as shit I had a hard time focusing. Lionel yanked my chain again, the collar gripped my neck, and my eyes focused in on the man before me. I was still trying to place him when he said, “I love a cummy ass.” YES! The black guy from the bookstore that fucked me when I was making Joseph a stealthing top! WOOF! No Need to ask me twice, I turned, dropped my jeans, and presented my wet and used hole while Lionel laughed, adjusted the collar and said, “Fucking cum whore, told you his hole would smell that dick out a mile away! So what you got man? AIDs, gonno, syph, HEP?” His answer was only a grunt as the heavy built guy stepped forward with his 10+ inches and said, “Fuck yeah! Just like I remember, NICE cummy ass – oohh that’s good, I love fucking a white hole like that – oh yeah – you want to see your boy take my cum man? You want to see him be my bitch? Be my white bitch?” I could barely keep my balance as his dick fucked me raw, stroke after stroke like an Olympic crew team until he gave me his charged cum. When he was done he slapped my ass twice, said, “Good to see you man, next time I’m want those ankles in the air!” and walked away. I was still bent over when Lionel yanked my chain and said, “Alright, that’s enough of old-home-week for tonight. What say you and I make a final round and see some Mares get mounted and plowed. Then I plan to take you back to my suite, wipe your hole nice and dry and rape that pussy so when I go to sleep you be speckled with all that red red up and down your ass? Yeah I know you good with that. Tell me again how much you missed this dick! Come on now.” “OH YEAH, ONE MORE THING,” LIONEL CASUALLY CONVEYED AS WE WALKED TOWARDS THE MAIN STOCKYARD. “TONIGHT WHEN I AM DONE MAKING THAT ASS AND YOUR BACKSIDE SPECKLED, THE BOYS ON MY CREW ARE SWINGING THROUGH. NO MATTER HOW HIGH YOU GET, OR HOW MUCH CUM YOU HAVE HAD IN THAT DIRTY WHITE ASS, EVERY NIGHT YOU ARE HERE WILL END WITH ME AND THE BOYS ON MY CREW FUCKING YOU TIL YOU CAN’T STAND! YOU READY FOR ALL THAT?” I passed out a while later in Lionel’s suite with his dick – well ok someone’s dick, I was too fucked up to know who exactly – buried deep up my ass. The last thing I remember hearing was Lionel saying, “The Philly Boys arrive tomorrow. They run all the crack and weed in Philly, but I plan to bring them into my network and before I am done they will be the bookend of our drug empire, with Norfolk/Richmond the other. Those Philly boys are freaky fuckers and it’s making me hard again thinking about them gang fucking you! They’ll make that pink hole open and sloppy wet with their AIDs and nasty STD dicks! Let me hear you say you want their dick!” Stay tuned for Day 2 of the SE-DC Breeders Market- Philly Boys, Dwayne and Malcolm Return, and the Stealth Fuck