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Trex slowly pulled the half inflated butt plug out of me, leaving my hole gaping. Then, he walked over to the shelf, and picked up the baggie of Tina, and sorted through it until he found a shard about the size of his fingernail. Handing it to Dantrell, he said, “Here. Push this big shard just a little way into your piss slit, then shove your lubed up cock into Danny’s hole. That’s it. Keep going until you can feel the head of your dick up against his inner ring.” Dantrell followed Trex’s instructions, then said, “Okay.” Trey said, “You’re there, up against his inner ring ?” Dantrell said, “Yeh, I can feel it.” Then, Trex handed the bottle of poppers to me, and told me to take several hits. When he saw my face becoming really flushed, he told Dantrell to gradually push his cock head against my inner ring. “Whoa,” Dantrell said, as I let out a yelp, and Trex knew that Dantrell’s cock head had popped through. Continuing his instructions, Trex told Dantrell to push out a small stream of chem piss. When he did, he felt the big Tina shard shoot out of his piss slit, deep into my guts. Trex said, “Perfect. Now, let’s wait a few minutes for that to dissolve. In the mean time, go ahead and fuck him, but not too deep, yet. Oh, and hand the bubbler pipe to him, and make him take a couple of hits.” Then, Trex took the red plastic cups from the shelf and headed back into the kitchen. When he returned, he was juggling 3 cups, handing one to me, one to Dantrell, and saving one for himself. Dantrell said, “G ?” And, Trex replied, “You know it,” as all 3 of us drained the cups down our throats. Next, Trex told me to take several more hits of poppers, and he told Dantrell to push his cock deep inside my hole, again. “Push right through that inner ring,” Trex said. “Yeh, man, give him the entire length of your BBC. That’s what he needs.” At first, Dantrell kept his cock deep inside my hole, fucking in and out of my inner ring. Then, he switched to pulling his cock back farther, then punching it all the way back through my inner ring, with every thrust. “How does that feel,” Trex asked me ? “Fuck ME,” was my reply ! “That’s fucking incredible !” For more than a half hour, Trex kicked back, occasionally hitting the bubbler pipe, and watching Dantrell’s big long cock giving my hole a good workout. The Tina and the G had me flying high. I was obviously tweaked, and loving the intense fucking that my hole was getting. Soon, Trex blew out a huge white cloud and stood up. “Time for the big one,” he announced ! “Here, I know you’re going to need these,” he said as he handed the bottle of poppers to me. At the same time, he motioned for Dantrell to pull his cock out of my hole, which he did, very gradually, revealing inch after inch of his BBC, until it finally fell out of my gaping hole, and flopped around. I was lying back, my ass a few inches off the end of the sling, my feet in the stirrups, and my legs spread wide, an open invitation for Trex’s BBC. I watched Trex lubing up his thick monster cock, and as he approached my hole, I started snorting the poppers, moving the bottle back and forth, from one nostril to the other, each time taking a big hit, and holding my breath as long as I could, feeling my heart slam and my head pound, until I felt the head of Trex’s cock pushing into me. That was the easy part because his cock head was nowhere near the huge girth of his shaft. Even though my head was spun from all the Tina and G and poppers, I still let out a loud gasp when Trex started forcing his shaft inside of my hole. “Come on ! You want this BBC ? Push back against it ! Come on ! Take it ! Take it ! Trex continually coached me while taking a few steps forward, pushing me and the sling backwards, and increasing the pressure of his cock against my hole until the huge shaft suddenly broke through and the thighs of Trex’s black leather chaps made a loud slap against my ass. Sweat rolled down the sides of my face, and I could see thatTrex was sweating, too. Right now, he knew enough to stay very still, his monster thick cock completely buried in my hole, letting me relax and get used to it’s size. “Holy FUCK,” I yelled out ! “I wasn’t sure I could do it.” Trex told Dantrell to hand him a couple of paper towels. He handed one to me, and we both wiped the sweat from our faces. “Good job, Danny boy ! We need to celebrate.” He told Dantrell to reload the bubbler pipe. Then, he told him to hand the torch and the pipe to me, and ordered me to take several big hits. Next, while Trex was hitting the pipe, he could feel me moving my ass in the sling, fucking myself up and back an inch or two on Trex’s massive cock. Trex blew a huge cloud down toward my hole, then he grinned, knowing that his BBC was in charge, and that my hole wanted it, wanted it fucking me. Handing the bubbler pipe and the torch back to Dantrell, Trex told me to hit the poppers, again, and, as I did, Trex pulled his cock back about half way, then slowly shoved it all the way back in, again. I moaned loudly, and pushed my hips forward, signaling to Trex how fucking good it felt. Trex responded by pulling back most of the way, then slamming back in, in one quick motion. My entire body shuddered, and I yelled out, “OH, FUCK, YEH !” For the next 10 or 15 minutes, Trex kept pounding his BBC in and out of my hole, only occasionally stopping for a few seconds to let me hit the poppers. When, he felt like taking a break, he let Dantrell have a turn, marveling at how my ass was able to take Dantrell’s big long cock punch fucking my inner ring. Dantrell and Trex kept taking turns pounding the hell out of my insatiable ass, and pumping load after load of cum into me, only stopping long enough to fuck more shards deep inside my ass, to make me hit the pipe, and down a few more doses of G. The session ended up lasting about 36 hours, with all 3 of us feeling pretty well warn out. I had received 5 big loads of cum blasted deep inside my ass. Before I left, Trex shoved a large butt plug up my hole, and told me to keep it in for at least 24 hours, to be sure that I had completely absorbed all those chemmed up loads of cum.

Choose Your Poison: Part 2 - The next morning, per Ripper’s instructions, I was up early as I had never shaved myself down there and fuck it took longer than expected and I had to even hit the internet to search for some tips on how to do it. I was finally ready to go and a short cab ride later was at the airport making my way to the gate for what may come. My mind was muddled. My ass was twitching. My guts were crying out for dirty cum. The plane was boarding, there was no going back now and 90 minutes later we touched down and I resolved myself to relish every nasty drop I could get. I was fidgeting like hell as the line for the Yellow Cabs slowly snaked along. I had texted the number Ripper had given me and had been waiting for almost 20 minutes. Hell I could have gotten a taxi and been there by now. I was rubbing my hands and stamping my feet to get them warm again when a Yellow Cab zoomed into the front of the line cutting off one who was pulling out. Horns blared, people yelled and waved. The car pulled up in front of me, the window rolled down and a tsunami of smoke poured out onto the sidewalk. “Hey man,” the driver with long dreads said as he leaned towards the open window, “Rip sent me. Get in.” The trunk unlatched, I walked to the back and set my suitcase in amongst the trash and boxes of God knew what, then climbed into the back, sliding onto a seat sticky and dirty, stepping on more trash on the floor, and taking one last breath of fresh air before closing the door. After kicking some of the fast food litter to the side, I fished the paper out of my pocket and told the driver where I was supposed to go. The dude just snorted, the car lurched, and off we went. We had barely left the airport when my taxi barreled off the road and careened into a gas station. The driver looked at me through the window between the seats and said, “Give me a $20, need to top the tank – old Charlotte’s here and mine. Better make it $40.” Luckily I had extra cash on me so fished out the money and watched as he got out, spit a few times, hacked, cleared his lungs and proceeded about his business. I took the time to look around the car. Clearly this was no regular Yellow Cab. It might be painted Yellow and looked like it had been a cab at one time, but it’s day of taxi service were in the past as there was no meter and I could not imagine anyone using such a dirty vehicle for a regular taxi. The driver finished pumping the gas, ran in to pay, came back a minute later with a bag and hopped back in the front. The car started, lurched, the gears caught and we started to leave – so I thought – but instead of pulling back out onto the road, he veered right and the car partially slid around the side of the building as he drove towards the side and back of the parking lot. He parked, rummaged around, and with the car still running turned and said, “Get up here a minute.” I wasn’t sure what was up, but climbed out the back, looked closer at the car and decided it was definitely no regular taxi as it did not even have a light, just a hole in the roof with some tore up tape over it where the light used to be, then opened the front passenger door and got in. The crap that was in the front seat the driver was now sorting and then tossing through the window into the back. Once done he said, “Clean my dirty dick off,” as he unbuckled his pants and shimmied them down his thighs a little. I felt dizzy from the heat in the car and the rank smell coming off him. The driver settled back down, and lifted his arms up with a smoke in his right hand that alternated with his left as he fed himself from a bag chips on the dashboard. I tried to get to his dick, but between the steering wheel and the seat that did not seem to slide back, it was damn awkward and I could not make it work. “Fucking hell,” the driver said. He knocked his bag of chips to the side, put the smoke between his teeth, shimmied his pants back up and with the car still running got out, opened the back door, and climbed into the back. “What the fuck you waiting for? Get back here.” I climbed back out and into the backseat with him and by the time I closed the door his pants were down again, his head back as he exhaled, and his left hand wanking his dick to full hardness. I nervously looked around as it was broad daylight but between the steamy windows and where we were parked, did not appear anyone could see us. I now got a good look at his dick. It was uncut, about 9 inches, nice thickness, had a number of larger bumps on the head and shaft, and strings of white slime around the head and sticking to the foreskin. He reached out and guided my head towards his dick, “Some dudes say their warts make their cocks feel numb, not mine. Rip said you wanted to taste some rank, so put that mouth down there and clean off my dick. I have not washed it in about a week now – just for you dirty slut.” My pig-tendencies overrode all common sense and before I knew it I was moaning in pleasure as I tongued and bathed his infected dick with my lips and mouth. His dick was hard and eager for the attention and as I cupped his full and hairy, hard balls, he stroked my head and face enjoying the affection. “GET YOUR MOUTH DEEP DOWN THAT COCK YOU CUM CATCHER…OPEN THOSE PINK LIPS…..I DON’T WANT TO SEE A CHUNK OF MY CHEESE SLIP OUT….OPEN YOUR MOUTH, THAT’S IT, SQUEEZE MY BALLS JUST A LITTLE…MORE…MORE…FUCK….” The driver’s hot cum flooded my mouth and throat and I had to fight to take it all and swallow it and felt like a chipmunk with a mouth full of acorns. It tasted like curdled milk, with a tang of herb seasoning, and I wanted more. “No, no, no more right now. Give me your scarf.” I sat still as he tied it around my eyes and made a knot – tight- at the back of my head. What, was I not allowed to see where we drove? “Get your pants off and put your ass towards the door,” the driver said as I heard him pull his up, shuffle some things, then get out and close the door. The quick blast of cold air had made my dick shrivel and goose bumps pop out on my thighs, but I did as I was told, hoping he was going to fuck me now. I was half on the back seat with my left leg kneeling on it, leaning forward on my arms when the door behind me opened and a different voice said, “Scoot the hell up. Fuck it’s cold out.” I flinched and jumped as a cold hand rubbed my ass and was tempted to take the scarf off and see who it was when the front door open, the driver got in, and said, “Come on man, I told you, you need to be quick. You know Rip and this ain’t on the schedule, but I owed you so now we’re even.” My hole was resisting the finger prodding hard at it, flinching at the sharp nail and insistence, “I am, fuck this hole is tight,” the new passenger said, “I’ve been rubbing and jacking my meat since you first got here just waiting. Come on now, how about a little privacy.” The driver laughed, “Fuck that, I plan to watch, so deal with it. You taking it or not?” The guy mumbled, he pushed me forward a little more, his cold pants rubbing against my ass as he slid his hard dick up and down my crack trying to find the right angle in the back seat. “Here’s some Soy Sauce,” the driver said. I shivered as I felt the cold liquid squirt onto my hole, the guy sighed, then grunted and pushed and POPPED through my ass ring. My head was wedged into the corner of the seat and door now as the other guy fought to keep his dick in, grunted, pushed, fucked my hole, and used me. The driver chimed in, “Go on man, blow that dirty cum in that ass.” The new passenger fucked harder and adjusted himself again. My right hand scrambled up the side of the window and I found that little handle that hangs down to help people get in and out of the back seat and grabbed onto it trying to keep my face from banging against the glass. “YOU WANT THIS CUM UP THAT SHITTER….TRYING TO CATCH MY NUTT.. .HELL THIS IS GOOD QUEER PUSSY…” the fucker said as he picked up his pace. “Cum in me,” I begged, “Give me some dirty cum, I want it all, please fuck me, fuck me,” I cried out. The new passenger stiffened, grunted, my head hit the window hard, and his dick goo slid up inside me. Panting a bit from the heat in the car and the workout, he slid out of me, sat back on the seat, shuffled around to get his pants up and said to the driver, “Fuck damn I needed that,” and then left the car. The driver laughed, “Alright you cum slut. Not a word about this extra minute we took here understand me? That’s between you and me – well you and him too I guess now – fucking hell. Get dressed, we got to get back on schedule.” The taxi belched fumes into the cold morning air as we proceeded on our way and I managed to get back into my clothes as the taxi swerved in and out of traffic. About 25 minutes later we pulled up in front a deli/sandwich shop with a green, white, and red striped awning. The driver turned his head, “I’ll be here when you’re done.” I got out of the car, adjusted my clothes, and went to the front door. The deli did not seem to be open yet and the door was locked, so I stood and waited a minute not sure what to do. I turned at the blare of a horn and the taxi driver had rolled down the window a bit, smoke mixing with the brisk air, “FUCKING KNOCK…KNOCK!!” he yelled. I knocked on the front door, the glass rattled, I knocked some more and a shadow exited the back and came towards the front. “We’re closed. Come back in 30 minutes,” the small, slightly bent woman hollered through the glass. She started to walk away so I knocked again and yelled, “I’M LOOKING FOR GIOVANNI, I WAS TOLD TO MEET HIM HERE.” She just shook her head and I could hear her mumbling as she started back towards the rear of the deli. Fuck, what do I do now. I then heard voices raised and saw a new shadow emerge from the back. The tall, lanky guy came to the glass door, undid the locks and opened it as the woman in the back continued to holler. “MAMA I GOT THIS! NO, NO. MAMA….UGHHH…I’LL BE BACK IN A BIT.” “Giovanni?” I asked. The tall Italian guy gave me a nervous glance, cocked his head, brushed past me and said, “Come on.” He walked towards the right, opened a door about 5 feet down, stepped in and held it for me. He then started up the stairs without a word and I guess I was meant to follow. Up on the third floor he walked to the back of the building, fumbled with a large set of keys on a key ring, opened the door, cocked his head, and I stepped inside the small room. It was a small apartment with a tiny little kitchen area, a small bed, a bathroom I could see through the missing door, a beat up wood table and two chairs and not much else. “You got my money,” Giovanni asked. I was not sure how much he expected or what the plan was and as I paused he interrupted my thoughts and said, “Look. I ain’t got all fucking day. It’s $50 to stroke my load out. $100 to suck me off. But if you want to get my AIDs cum right, it’s $200 cash up front, I fuck to nutt, and I need to prep you a bit first.” Prep me? What the fuck did he mean by that? My hole was clean, I was sure of that. I fished into my back pocket, pulled out the stack of bills, handed him the $200, he counted, nodded, and proceeded to start to undo his pants as he walked into the bathroom. I heard him fumble around in a cabinet and as he got whatever he needed he said, “Get naked and lay on the bed. On your stomach. I did as he ordered and his blanket and bedding smelled like they had not been washed in months. I turned my head to the left and craned my neck to watch him as he came out of the bathroom. He had a nice long dick swinging between his legs that was nestled in a patch of dark, curly hair. His balls looked like bright red tomatoes that had been hot flashed, stripped of their skin, bright red, raw, and angry looking. Giovanni set a plastic bucket down on the floor, “Pull the pillow up under your chest a little and hang you head down the other side,” he said. I got myself adjusted, the bed creaked as he got on it and straddled me. He then lay on top of me, his t-shirt feeling itchy against my back, but the skin of his hips and legs were nice and warm and the heat from his dick as he nestled it into my ass crack was even more welcome. Giovanni then began sliding up and down my body, using my shoulders to pull himself back and forth. Each pass along my body, his dick grew, stiffened, and when it felt good and hard he reached over the side of the bed, grabbed something out of the bucket, I heard it go SQUIRT, then the sound of him lubing up. Something about the smell piqued my senses of warning, but I was too horny to care or give it more thought. “PULL IT OUT! HOLY FUCK FUCK WHAT ARE YOU DOING? STOP, OH PLEASE STOP!” I cried out and whimpered. Giovanni had used his full body weight and angled himself just right so he could drop and force himself deep into my hole with one thrust. It wasn’t that so much as it felt like my ass was on fire – literally – flames tore me up on the inside and this was more than just a rough fuck. “Shut the fuck up right now or I stop and you get nothing,” Giovanni hissed. “I told you I had to prep you bit. It’s my special ‘AIDS CUM DUMP LUBE’ prep formula. My favorite lube, mixed with a little Vaseline so it does not get too wet, and to top it off some Icy-Hot muscle balm. Love how it makes my dick feel so warm and hot and even better, will make your insides raw and ready for my charged cum. Just lay there and let me get it in there good.” I was crunching my face trying to keep the tears back as his Italian dick pushed that foul mix around in my ass. I gasped in relief several minutes later when he slid out and took several deep breaths to steady myself as I heard the sink in the bathroom. Thank God he was washing his dick off. “Come here,” Giovanni said. So I gently got off the bed, every step burning hot and new. In the bathroom Giovanni was standing by the sink with a Fleet enema in his hand. “Bend of over the sink,” he said, “I’m going to flush you out now. While my lube will burn your ass raw, it might also kill my dirty seed, so this way I can make sure you are prepped and primed for my AIDs cum to get you good.” I flinched as Giovanni roughly stuck the plastic tip in my ass, held it as he instructed, and flinched some more as he squirted a second bottle in. “Squat over the toilet now and let it out. Let me see how primed you are.” I did as Giovanni ordered and tears came to my eyes as the watery mass came out and the heat and lube burned me more. I stood up, shaking a little, water dripping out of my hole and down my legs as Giovanni pushed me to the side a little, looked in the toiled, smiled, “Fuck yeah look at that. Nice and pink. See all that stringy-web-like stuff floating around? That’s your gut lining. Sit down again and make sure it’s all out.” Giovanni’s dick was right by my face as he supervised my flush out and so I reached up to stroke it, hoping to get him to face fuck me while I finished up. “Unless you got more cash on hand, it ain’t happening,” he said, before stepping away to let me wipe dry. I then followed him back to the bed and he told me, “Get back on your stomach. Beg for my toxic load up that dirty snatch. Beg for it you fucking cum dump. Beg for my whizz juice in you.” I gasped and choked back my whimpers as Giovanni forced his raw Italian dick back in my tender and blistered hole. With nothing but spit now for lube, he rough fucked hard and deep with no mercy and it hurt like a son-of-a-bitch. But I begged for it. I wanted it. This was what I came for right? “GIVE ME THAT MONEY DICK ASSHOLE. COME ON FUCK IT. SHRED MY HOLE UP. I WANT YOUR AIDS LOAD MAN….GIVE ME YOUR AIDS…POZ MY ASS UP….HARDER…FUCK IT HARDER….FUCK ME…YES…THAT’S IT…FUCK ME…MAKE IT HURT MORE…” Giovanni gripped my shoulders hard and buried himself to the hilt as his balls spewed his toxic jizz into my brownfield waste dump. Giovanni gave one last shudder and twitch, yanked his dick and rolled off the bed and stood up. “GET THE FUCK UP HERE AND CLEAN MY DIRTY DICK OFF. TASTE HOW NASTY AND FUCKED UP YOUR ASS IS NOW,” Giovanni demanded. I hurried up, knelt in front of him, and started slurping my tongue up and down his shaft, hungrily lapping up his gifts. He stepped away when I started to try to suck him. “Bend back over the bed,” my Italian spermanator said, “I got one final parting gift for you since you were a good lay. Most folks try to run and push me off. You laid right there and took it like I need...I fucking like that. My load is deep, and you need to keep it in there until Rip tells you otherwise. In the meantime, this will keep those ass lips tender and sore and your love canal ripe.” I arched my back from the burn as he fingered my hole and scraped my insides with his nail. He licked his finger clean, got dressed, I started to as well but before I could get my pants pulled all the way up he grabbed my arm, twisted me, shoved two fingers dry into my wrecked hole, wiggled them back and forth and warned, “Next time I plan to slam it harder. Get ready.” Back on the street Giovanni locked the door and headed to the deli. I found the taxi idling right out front and gingerly climbed into the back, grimacing and grunting as I did so, my ass burning and hurting like hell. My driver laughed at my pain and for a split second I was embarrassed that he knew what had just happened, but that quickly passed as I remembered the rank taste of his load and how nice and sleazy I felt taking his buddy’s anonymous dick. Fuck, I had not even made it to the hotel yet and I had taken three dirty dicks and some ripe poison. This trip may be more than I bargained for, but my tender ass was already twitching as I wondered what would happen next.

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Part 4 Nick was mostly out of his clothes by now, his sweet boi cock standing straight up. He still had a nice ass too. I got naked as fast as I could. I was shaking. Anthony was kneeling on his bed, Nick sucking his cock to full sail. God your poison cum tastes good Nick said. I jumped on the bed and said I want some of that. I grabbed Anthony's bony ass and sucked as much of his veiny cock in my mouth as I could. Nick had his face buried in my ass and I was loving it. Anthony had his head back and his veiny hands on the back of my head shoving his toxic snake down my throat. He went on poking my pie hole for a few minutes then pulled me off. He got down on his knees and kissed me deep and sloppy. He whispered "you need to die". "Fuck yes" I said. I want all the disease you guys can give me. MMMM fuck yeah Anthony said and spun me around. Ass up, head down, I was begging for his death cum. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, I want toxic cum, fuck! Nick was on his knees by my head. I looked up and took his cock in my mouth. Anthony was smearing his leaking death stick around my hole. I knew this would hurt. He was gentle though, until he got in all the way. God you have a tight sweet ass Anthony said. With that he started pounding me like a possessed demon. His bony hips cutting into my ass. I'm killing you right now, Anthony said. You are probably already infected. My cum is super toxic. Tell me what you want. I want your disease, I want as many loads as I can get, fuck your death into me I said. I looked up at Nick and said you can kill me too, and went back to sucking his cock. Nick shot his load down my throat seconds later. He got down and I shared his infected cum with him. Anthony went stiff and growled as he shot his load as deep as he could in me. He leaned over and said you are one of us now. Condemned. We all flopped down on Anthony's bed breathing heavily. I looked at anthony without saying anything. He said what? Nothing, I said smiling. No! Tell me, Anthony said. Well, I said, I'm surprised you have as much energy as you do. Both Anthony and Nick laughed. Nick said, when it comes to fucking, he always has energy" I may only have weeks to live but what else do I have to live for. So tell me what I'm in for, I said. Anthony smiled and said, don't worry about that now. You will get sick in a week or so, as the virus builds up in your system. I want you guys to fuck as much toxic cum into me as you can when I'm sick, and I'd be ok with it if you guys could kill me right then, I said. That's a pretty common theme around here Nick said. I told Anthony the same thing when he infected me. Anthony infected you? I said. Then thinking to myself, it should have been obvious. Yeah, Nick said, I love having Anthony's poison in me. One thing you might not know, Anthony said, is that each person develops his own mutation. Nick and I will want your mutation in us too. Well, if I live long enough. I said, so you don't seem that bad to me. You don't think you have long to live? Anthony looked down and said, it's not like that. This virus also attacks your heart and nervous system as well as the same CD4 destruction that HIV does. After you get bad enough, if you don't get some other infection, your heart and other organs just turn off. Often you will have some muscle jerking just before lights out. I said, so, it sounds like there isn't as much pain and suffering as AIDS. It's probably because you go down faster with RAS Anthony said.

Adam had never worked harder in his life then the first few days as a roofer - well in truth he was a glorified gopher but it was a good paycheck and he was starting to find himself drawn to his new friend and raunch companion Jason. The first few evenings after the first were spent trying to push each other to find limits through taboo talk - always followed by some form of flip fucking - rough and bareback of course. Adam opened up about his 'being ok with tasting shit - he had eaten worse food during his time fending for himself and although had never resorted to escorting, he hinted at a desire to be pimped out. In return Jason admitted he had been a no limits s/m bottom when he was Adams age and had the stds to show for it. Adam asked if Jason was Gay to which Jason replied I guess most would say I am. I have gotten almost as crazy raunchy with women in the past but nothing fully compares to the sick fuck sessions 2 men can come up with. That led to an even more open taboo discussion broken up by two fast fucks Jason road Adam and showed him how to milk a cock of its cum using his ass muscles. PNP became a constant after work - something Adam started to look forward to almost as much as the sex and raunch planning he was discussing with Jason. Sometimes they would Smoke clouds as soon as they got into Jason's truck followed by a few shots of tequila with beer chasers and 2 or 3 lines of fine snow - more clouds and beer. Jason had told Adam he may want to 'Slam' someday and if he said the word Jason could 'hook him up' anytime. Adam had jerked off a lot to needle play and slam videos - getting off on the close up of the face on some guys after the drug too effect. It never occurred to Adam that Jason was fronting a lot of product over that first few days - Adam was quick to pay for the pizza when it came and to pick up Beer when he had a chance during his daily 'gopher' duties - but it was on the 4th evening staying with Jason that Adam began to understand how he could better contribute to their partying. (he hadn't been back to the room he was renting since that first fuck night). Not long after they had gotten back from the job site Adam was on the toilet taking a dump when he heard Jason talking to someone on the intercom - someone was at the front door. Jason stuck his head in the bathroom - "Fuck dude you eat egg salad or what - that's some nasty farm stank in here" - he turned on the ceiling fan and then added "Dealer just got here, so be cool". Adam reacted to a not so hidden instinct - Hey Jay - I want to slam... you said you would hook me up... so, you know... what should I do or...? Jason had just left but poked his head back in as there was a knock on the door. "OK Fucken A! Done deal' Adams cock went from piss soft to half hard as he squeezed out the last few turds before leaning back and started to fondle his thickening cock - eyes closed - mind searching for some past images of dudes being slammed - the thought of the pain of a needle made Adams cock twerk and grow even harder. when a voice jarred him back to reality causing him to sit forward as his eyes flew open. "I hear you want to slam I think we can work this out" the voice was coming from a total stranger standing at the door - 6'6 skeletor thin dude with more tats than Jason had - which was saying something. Adam took this all in, but before he could raise his voice to a question (like who the fuck are you?) the man spoke again "Jason said I may be interested in some trade and if your as much a pig as he says you are - I think we can make this good for all of us... So you want to slam right now?" Adam's mouth opened twice and closed twice in quick succession - He stopped himself from asking what he thought would be stupid questions. and said "Hey fuck ya that would be fuckin great - Names Adam" - he reached forward to fist pump or shake this guys hand "Hey Adam, Call me Sir" - he took Adams hand and instead of shaking it turned it to look at the forearm. (What was he looking for Tattoos?) Adam let out a snort - getting the sudden realization that he was sitting ass still dirty from a shit - cock 3/4 hard - talking to a total stranger who had just said he was to be addressed as SIR. "What's so funny PIG" the stranger snarled as he slapped the forearm a few times (ah he is checking my veins). "Sorry dude, nothing's funny I just realized your looking for..." he was cut off by a flash backhand stroke so sudden Adam couldn't be sure what had happened. "You will call me SIR or MASTER Bob but I am not your buddy and certainly not a DUDE you fuckin worthless piece of SHIT. Another quick tight slap rocked Adams other cheek and sent a ringing into that ear. "Do you Understand Faggot?" Adam spoke quickly but with a voice that quivered half in shock and half in excitement "YES Sir, I am sorry Sir... Master Bob... SIR" Master Bob moved swiftly without looking directly at Adams face at anytime - he was concentrating on unrolling his kit and preparing a rig to slam Adam. Adam knew what his Master was doing and only had the occational thought of 'Where is Jason?' But mostly Adam was watching Sir's Eyes. they were steel grey dark eyes - the sort of eyes of a man who had seen a lot and done more than many others - and more bad than most. Sir paused in his preparations to remove a black cloth from his back pocket and leaned over Adam with it - it was a blindfold - Adam relaxed and let Sir tie it on him. His cock began to get harder again. He could see nothing but was aware of the noises Sir was making - clearly he was preparing the needle and product the sounds vague and unknown to Adam - twice there was a pause and a hand - Sirs clearly grabbed Adams now erect cock and gave it a few tugs. Sir only spoke once during this time - a casual aside comment to himself but Adam heard him say "Ya I know just the fucker who will pay to sit on this and rock out. sick fucker but I hear your up to D - too bad could have tried to check of conversion followed by a low almost evil chuckle" Adam kept his mouth shut - having been beaten by his mother for daring to speak at anytime during her (constant) drinking times - Adam was good at listening and 'learning'. He wants me to fuck someone - someone sick - but conversion - so sick maybe Aides? Along with slam vids Adam had seen every type of video related to poz chasers and conversion - he hadn't thought about it just jerked off as he had to all other raunchy vids but now he wondered.. what is it like to fuck someone who is sick - maybe dying. Further reflection was halted by the sharp prick in his forearm - he was barely aware that something had been tied around his upper arm. The RUSH - HEAT - SIRs VOICE "raise your arms - both of them RAISE them up" Adam raised his arms above his blindfolded head - breathing fast - HOT - (cough) RUSH - "Ohhhh... moan" (cough cough COUGH). Adam felt Sir helping him to stand - a towel? - wrapped around his waist "Sir?.... Sir? I.. oh..." Adam was unable to articulate.... what? Was he trying to ask something - nothing mattered this rush was turning into a wave - he was floating and then flying but walking - they had left the bathroom - Sir was talking - to Adam? No - away from him listen damn it... oh fuck this floating flight is... wait... "...again but if he is this big of a whore you can forget the debt" Sir was saying this Jason's voice floated up to where Adam was tethered like a helium balloon. "Sunday then? OK give me a call I will pick him up" then Adam felt a face close to his ear - it was Jason - he whispered "OK buddy - trust me OK - this is what we have been talking about you want out just say so but trust me OK?" Adam trusted Jason but more than that he knew inside deep dark down inside himself - this was one of those times you have to just go limp and the universe will provide more than you can imagine. Wild thoughts and images ran through Adams scattered brain - of men beating him with riding crops and burning him with cigarettes - pissing on him IN him - making him beg for cum all cum TOXIC... He turned his face to say something to Jason about trusting him - words felt thick in his mouth but thicker in his mind... "What's that PIG? You trust me?" Sir was there NOT Jason. then Adam realized he was in a moving vehicle NOT in Jason's apartment. Time lost meaning - then the car (truck?) stopped and Adam was helped out of the seat through the passenger door - loosing the (towel?) but not caring that he was now naked ass cheeks stuck together from not having wiped after a shit what was that an hour ago? more? less? Sir was speaking - and Adam felt himself being propelled forward then down some stairs then through a door then another door the sounds were distinctly like a basement or cellar. "Like I said, Jason has quite the debt with me and from what I understand you like to party as much as you seem to want to fuck your way through the alphabet of sex acts boy" It was not a question but Adam needed to clear his throat "Yes Sir". Adam felt his hand being restrained to something outstretched and then legs forced wide too - in a standing X position. Soon both arms both legs were tied up. "So PIG, D is for Domination. and as you have been told I am your Master and as such I may remove your blindfold - I may not. You may cry or scream but we are in my basement and it is soundproof so no one will hear it. You have one safety word and only one. You say Jupiter and this stops - you leave and never come back - but know this JASON will pay twice for the debt - THAT is our agreement. Do you Understand?" "YES SIR" Adam heard his voice crack a bit - fuck this is exactly what I never imagined but always wanted! "I am not here to play your fucking faggot alphabet game. I am going to use you to make some cash - you will do anything and everything that you are asked to do. You may have some marks and bruises but you will survive and if you are the whore Jason has said, then you will come out of this knowing your place in the world." Adams cock began to grow thick and hard again - he wondered if he could cum hands free his cock was bouncing so much... when the air was pulled from his body. it took a moment to realize that Sir had hit him in the nads... HARD. "CBT Bitch" Sir said "Tell me boy - do you like to have your nuts punched?' "Sir" Adam could taste bile and was still working to catch his breath "Sir... I like to have them punched if it pleases you Sir!" As he said it he knew he meant it. He had nutted himself a few times while jerking off and ya he had liked the feeling then he felt fire on his left nipple as sir did something to it. Then the right nipple - something (metal?) clamped onto them. a hand pushed Adam forward from the standing cross X he was leaning against and he realized fully tied to - he wouldn't fall if he collapsed - his arms would keep him up but his legs could sag. As he was moved forward he felt something thick against his shit hole. "Its lubed up so push out hard slut!" Sir commanded so Adam pushed like he had to shit The pain was intense as a huge object plopped into his ass - it had to be a but plug the size of a baby's head Adam thought Oh god it is tearing my ass up oh god oh god it hurts. it was only then he realized he was saying it out loud. No reply - was he alone? the pain slowly receded into a throb - whatever was inside his ass was not coming out easily - Sir would have to remove it if and when he wanted to do so. time passed then adam felt movement at his side and realized Sir was tying something around his upper arm again. another slam! Adam anticipated the effect - the rush the heat the coughs and the flight. As he slowly found some reality to ground himself with he could hear Sir talking and others responding - they were not alone. "Nope not gonna fuck him until just before I turn him loose" Sir's voice. "Is he a virgin?' one voice asked "not with that plug in him" another voice replied "he has been taking Jason's loads for a while now' Sir said and to that a few different laughs rose up at the same time. Adam could feel a breath as a face leaned in and whispered "so that true? you take Jason's cock and cum in your faggot pussy?" "yes sir I do sir" chuckle "do you like it faggot?" "yes sir I do sir - I love Jason breeding me sir" chuckle "you know I used to own him right up until we converted him 2 years ago - made a good friend but lost a true pig - never found a limit -at least nothing he would admit to. Why once he actually triedl...... " he was cut off by other voices. "What you telling him Ivan?" "Tell him that those sores on your cock are pleasure enhancers?" great laughter from 4 maybe 5 voices "Asking him if he wants a poz load first or last?" more laughter "I want all loads sirs" Adam spoke out clearly as strong yet as respectful as he could muster in his restrained position. "oooooohhh" several together a few more laughs and a hoot of excitement "Well you better be clear with us faggot - what kind of cum dump are you - you a poz bug carrier?" "No sirs, I am negative sirs. I have only had one man fuck me (not entirely true but I am not supposed to post what happened many years earlier to Adam) Only Jason has bred me Sirs." this was met with laughter. "You know Jason is poz?" this voice was close to him and sounded taunting. "I don't care Sirs. I am a cum dump sirs and that means poz cum all cum please sirs". No laugher this time - this time he heard a guttural chuckle almost a moan of pleasure. Adam realized he was saying all the right things and a starters pistol had just been fired for these men. "OK slut we are going to have to make sure we provide Jason with a full tally so he knows how you paid off the debt." he felt himself being removed from the cross and moved forward onto a padded table that had his arms and legs over it - like a pummel horse or something he thought. he then felt something rubbing on his back - and smelt the alcohol tang of a felt pen - he was being drawn on! "Loads Ass... Loads Mouth... Neg Loads... UNknown.... POZ.... Toxic.... Poz/toxic PLUS... that should do it." Sir's voice "OK Beer and Games on in the den upstairs. Use away but remember you must mark him to get the tally up and maybe convert this fucker" sir leaned in to Adam. "Jupiter remember?" Adam found his voice strong and sure "I remember Sir - I wont say it - no matter what" Sir chuckled and Adam felt his nuts being squeezed - not friendly or lovingly but with force and again he felt it hard to breath "See you later then slut... good luck... you need it". Footsteps leaving several voices walking way... then shuffling of feet near Adam and another set nearby (pacing?). More shuffling behind him and then the overwhelming wave of pain as the massive butt plug was ripped from his ass. Adam let out a wail of pain as he felt his ass suddenly empty as if it had collapsed. He felt fluid running from his ruined hole - ass juice - left over shit and then felt warm - someone was behind him and pissing on his hole. the other feet stopped pacing and moved to Adams front side he felt a hand grab him by the hair and lift his face onto a cock Adam greedily started to suck - the cock was thick not too long but tasted like a stinky work boot smelled - and then his throat felt the blast of piss - he had no time to think he was suddently drinking and choking on the pissing rod when he felt fingers probe his wet hole. he then felt someone make a mark on his back with the big felt pen. "First load slut... just so that you know - your starting with one of the smaller cocks" the two in the room laughed at that "sorry slut we are laughing because I also have the highest viral load count and your ass has been shredded so..." more chuckling "you gonna tell me to breed you like the poz cum dump whore you want to be or are you gonna cry and call out the password we see written on the chalkboard here?" Adam processed this as well as his clouded mind could manage. he wanted this with no way of fully comprehending how or why but THIS was suddenly the most important thing he had ever wanted to do in his life. THIS mattered because THIS was what he was and yes he would... "YES Sir I will take your toxic load into my worthless neg cum dump hole and YES sir I will not only beg you for it I will thank you for it... Please Sir Breed me and make me your bitch." "OK boy - lets see if I convert you - and when you see Jason - remind him that PATCH was in town and missed on breeding his ass this time but you are making up for it." Adam felt a cock slide into his hole "This is gonna be fun" the other voice said... "I get sloppy 2nds" Adam began to use his ass muscles to squeeze and contract during deep strokes to help milk the toxic cock in his ass... he felt his own cock rubbing hard against the wooden front of whatever he was laying over - it hurt but nothing mattered - he was living a fucking dream... and it was only just beginning. More to cum?

Holy fuck ! The inflatable butt plug that Trex had shoved up my hole, felt enormous ! Trex asked me, “How does that feel ?” “Huge,” I said ! He said,“Good. That’s how it’s supposed to feel. He handed me another bottle of water and told me to chug it all down. Trex took a minute to check his messages, then he told me that a buddy of his was going to be stopping by to pick up some “supplies,” and that the guy would probably be hanging around for a while. “Right now, I think you need some more TINA,” Trex said, his deep voice booming ! He retrieved the torch from the shelf, lit it, then, instead of handing the bubbler pipe to me, he applied the torch to the bottom of the bowl, and told me to stroke his cock while he took a hit. He was so fucking thick that my hand didn’t come even close to going all the way around it. He groaned loudly, as I stroked my hand up and down the length of his monster cock. “YEH,” he called out ! His cock got harder and thicker, and he kept flexing it while he steadily pulled the clouds into his lungs. For a few seconds, he held his breath and returned the pipe and the torch to the shelf. Then, he leaned over and blasted a huge Tina cloud right down my throat. He grinned when I blew the cloud back out, and watched it wafting all over his BBC. “I’ll be right back,” he said. When Trex came back into the room, he had a red plastic cup in each hand. “I think Danny boy is ready for a little G ! But, first, you need to hit the pipe, again.” I felt like I was already flying pretty high. Don’t get me wrong. I was feeling great ! Trex placed the red cups on the shelf, then handed the lit torch and the bubbler pipe to me, and he stroked his cock as he watched me take a hit. After I blew out a big cloud, Trex placed the pipe and the torch back on the shelf, and he picked up the red plastic cups, handing one to me, and he said, “Cheers,” just before we both gulped down the G. While we waited for the G to kick in, Trex pinched and twisted my nipples, driving me wild, and I stroked his BBC, still absolutely in awe over the size of it. A few minutes later, Trex moved around to the end of the sling, and he turned the release valve on the inflatable butt plug, causing it to make a loud whoosh as the air rushed out of it. He slowly pulled the deflated butt plug out of me, and checked to see if everything was alright. Now that my Tina charged hole was empty, I was feeling desperate to get fucked. Plus, I could feel the G kicking in, and it was really making my head spin. I saw Trex grinning at me. He knew what I was feeling. Again he lubed up the butt plug, and pushed it only about half way inside of my hole before he started inflating it, “Awwwww, YEH,” I moaned, as the butt plug grew thicker and thicker, stretching my opening. “Oh, FUCK, that feels good !” “Yeh,” Trex said ? How about now,” as he popped the butt plug past my opening, then pulled it all the way out, again ? “Holy FUCK,” I said, just before he popped it back inside my opening and proceeded to fuck it in and out of me, repeatedly, rattling the chains on the sling as it swung up and back. “Oh, fuck, fuck, FUCK” was all I could say. When the doorbell rang, Trex shoved the butt plug all the way inside my hole, and left the room. It seemed like a long time before he returned, but it might have been only less than a minute. “Hey, Danny boy, this is Dantrell. Dantrell, this is Danny,” Trex said, making the quick introductions. “Hell, yeh, I think this’ll do just fine,” Dantrell said, looking me up and down. Trex gestured his hand toward the shelf, a silent invitation for Dantrell to help himself to the pipe, which he quickly accepted. While Dantrell fired up the bubbler pipe, and took one hit after another, Trex went back to working the partially inflated butt plug in and out of my hole, stretching my opening, more and more, his BBC flexing regularly as it got harder and harder. Trex said, “Hey, Dantrell; how about getting out of those clothes ? Show Danny boy here what you got ? As a guy who is addicted to cock, especially BBCs, I was watching Dantrell’s every move. And, he definitely didn’t disappoint. First, he stripped off a long sleeved flannel shirt that was already unbuttoned, followed by a baggy tee shirt, and an untied pair of high tops. As he slid down his equally baggy jeans, and stepped out of them, I could see what appeared to be a very impressive dick, flopping around inside his blue and green plaid boxer shorts. And, when he stripped off the boxer shorts, I was a lot more than impressed. While Trex’s cock was definitely a lot thicker, Dantrell certainly had him beat, in length.

Part 7 Spent, Luke looked up at the ceiling and contemplated how much he had changed in the span of 72 hours. He turned to the camera that Steve held and whimpered with a grin “I’m YOUR whore now.” Weeks and months passed. Symptoms – some annoying, some painful, some just gross – came and went as Steve and Billy’s toxicity -- among others after that weekend -- took hold of Luke’s body. Two constants remained resolute: Luke’s ever-present lust for and obedience to Steve, and the fact that he’d been forever marked by Steve - physically and emotionally. ********************************************************************* The camera panned up Luke’s body: his tan feet, protruding calves, bulging quads, and large flaccid dick, where the shot lingered for a bit for admiration. The camera then made it to Luke’s relatively new scorpion tattoo above his pubic line, then to his taught abdominal muscles, his pecs, and finally his face. “This is Luke,” the cameraman could be heard saying. Luke smiled and responded with a casual, yet friendly “Hey.” He was now used to being objectified for the benefit of Steve. The camera then panned to the guy standing next to Luke. He was around 20 years old with freckles and shaved red hair. “What’s your name?” the cameraman asked. “I’m Josh.” The video frame then started its way down Josh’s pale body. He was less muscular and skinnier than Luke, but was in good, athletic shape. The happy trail of red hair above his waistline lead to a large uncut semi-hard dick, and then the camera then continued to his bare feet. “Okay, fellas, what are we here for today?” “Well,” Luke responded, “I’m gonna fuck Josh!” giving the camera a wide smile. “Josh, how do you feel about this?” “It’s hot. I’ve wanted this for a long time.” Steve interjected “Cut, cut, cut. This is coming off like pretty boy porn. It’s not a fucking love story here. We need to rethink how we set this shit up, otherwise it’s not gonna sell. I mean, we’re about to film an actual pozzing! Josh -- you’re about to get fucked by my unmedicated whore, and you aren’t on anything that’ll save your ass from getting the bug. He’s gonna give you every god damn disease you’ve ever heard of and we’re gonna advertise this to the world. You’re gonna be huge porn stars for this, and I’m gonna make a ton of money off of you sluts. I need to hear and see fear and desire here. All right, go on. Action.” “I’m gonna fuck him raw.” Luke said into the camera, then he turned to Josh. “I’m gonna knock him up with my HIV baby. I’m gonna convert this little faggot like I was converted and then we’re gonna seed other faggots out there together.” Steve was pleased with the results of his directorial aside as he knew, having shared the fuck photos and video of Billy and Luke with his friends, that this could be a lucrative way to exploit his lover. Finding Josh – a cute, willing, neg, exhibitionist chaser – was a hard feat, but the internet finally produced gold with this ginger. Josh broke character and said frankly “I can’t stop shaking I’m so nervous. I want this – I really want this – but it’s just.. I’m just.. it’s overwhelming.” “Relax.” Luke said, putting his arm around Josh’s waist. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.” “I want to do this. It’s just so real now – it was one thing before today chatting online or camming, but now, I mean, it’s not fantasy anymore. This is taking the fucking plunge.” Josh said, and the camera continued to film. Steve might not have wanted love or emotion, but such were unavoidable. “You’re hard, Josh.” Steve said off camera. “Luke isn’t yet. Maybe if you suck his dick you’ll get over these jitters.” “OK” Josh said with some stress in his voice. Josh kissed Luke before sinking to his knees, but just before Josh took Luke's cock into his mouth, Luke and Steve locked eyes, sharing the moment and smiled. Once Luke’s dick was hard in Josh’s mouth, Luke grabbed hold of the back of the ginger’s head and started to skull fuck him. Josh gagged on Luke’s cock and fought for breath. Luke enjoyed looking down at Josh servicing him, who occasionally looked up and made eye contact. Luke could sense that Josh’s trepidation was subsiding. Josh was enjoying sucking on Luke's magnificent prick. After about five minutes, Luke pulled his dick out of Josh’s mouth and asked “You ready to take my raw diseased dick in your ass, bud? “I think so,” Josh replied. Steve interjected again “Josh I don’t give a fuck what you’re thinking, once he’s in you, you gotta want it. You gotta beg for it. Do you want to share in our cum or not?” “I do, sir. I want it. I want to be knocked up. I’m ready. I promise.” Josh answered with confidence. Luke and Josh walked a few steps to the bed, where Luke positioned Josh on his back and then his legs onto Luke's shoulders so he could dive face first into the pale lad’s round ass. Luke spit on Josh’s tight hole and showed it to the camera as he inserted one finger, then two. 'Josh’s asshole is fuckin' perfect', Luke thought, as he maneuvered his tongue in and out, digging deeper and deeper. Josh moaned and yelped as Luke’s whiskered face brushed against his inner thighs. Luke's tongue lashed inside his fuck chute, eating out Josh's ass for several minutes until he could no longer hold off fucking. He got to his feet, standing between Josh’s legs and asked simply “You ready? And ready, he apparently was, as without hesitation Josh answered with a firm "Fuck yes. You’re a fucking god, and I need you inside me. Make me yours.” Luke’s dick was throbbing and dripping pre-cum. He reached for the bottle of lube on the bedside table and squirted some onto his shaft and on a finger, which he then inserted into Josh’s hole. He then inserted a second finger, and then a third, as he did so remarking “I’m about to stick my dick in you. You ever taken a poz dick before?” “No, never.” “Are you negative?” “Yeah.” “You know, I’m not on meds and my viral load is high. You’re probably gonna get the bug, HIV, from me. You know that, right?” “Yeah, I know all that. I want your bug.” “Fuck yeah, Josh. That’s so hot. And you know I carry a bunch of other things too – you’re gonna be a filthy whore like me if I shoot my load in you. You want that?” “Yes. I want to become just like you. I want you to seed me and for your seed -- all your seeds -- to grow inside me.” Luke pulled his fingers out and positioned his dick against Josh’s pucker. With a slow push forward with his hips, Luke’s dick head entered Josh’s ass. Josh winced, and Luke continued pressing ever deeper. Josh grunted “Oh my god, I’m taking your bare dick. This is my dream. I’m so hard,” his eyes closed and smiling, clearly savoring every moment of a long-anticipated experience. “Your hole feels so good around my dick. You’re so tight. I’m invading your ass – you’re like a fucking virgin right now and I’m taking that away from you with my poison cock.” Jush pushed into Luke’s dick, helping it move deeper inside him. Luke was about three quarters inside. “I’m gonna get herpes too, right?” Josh asked. “I’ve got 'em. You probably will too.” Josh pulled Luke tight into him with his legs, which were wrapped around Luke now. “Fuck me. Give me everything you have. You’re a god and I want you.” With that Luke made a final thrust to bottom out inside his conquest. “I’m all the way in you.” The camera man zoomed to Josh’s hole, below which Luke’s balls rested. Steve was rock hard and, off camera, precumming under his jeans, and couldn't stop himself from loudly exclaiming “Now destroy that neg pussy. Shoot your load in this fucking ginger and convert him!” Obediently, Luke withdrew almost completely and then slammed back into Josh’s ass and repeated with wild abandon. He quickly pumped in and out of Josh, his big dick head getting raw from rubbing against the lining of Josh’s ass. Josh screamed in pleasure. Precum was pooling on his white abs as his ass was getting a merciless pounding from Luke. “Oh yeah, bitch. Are you ready for your fucking conversion? Do you want my big fucking toxic load inside you?” Josh moaned "Oh, yeah, please daddy, give me your load!” “What do you want, whore?” Luke asked. “I want everything you have, every drop of cum that’s ever infected you, I want. Make me your cumdump. Make me toxic. Make me yours.” Luke’s pace picked up even further for a few beats, and then he yelled “I’M CUMMING!!! I’M SHOOTING MY RADIOACTIVE JIZZ IN YOUR NEG FUCKNG PUSSY! TAKE MY LOAD YOU CUNT!!!” His fuck pace came to a halt and he relished the release as his spent cock rested inside Josh. With three strokes, Josh’s dick erupted and he shot himself in the face. “FUCK, your load is in me, you converted me. Oh shit, oh yeah.” Luke collapsed onto Josh, and they kissed. “We’re gonna be rich, fuckers,” Steve announced, a wet spot and a hard cock visible through his jeans. “That’s a wrap."

The first time we connected, we agreed to meet in a park where we made our transaction. Several times after that, he would meet me at my house, an hour late, or two hours late, or he wouldn’t show up at all. It drove me crazy, but dealers are hard to come by, and I knew that if I pissed him off, I’d probably have a tough time finding another connection. After we’d met up maybe half a dozen times, I guess he decided that he could trust me, and he started having me meet him at his apartment. That worked out great, no more having to wait around, hour after hour, for him to show up. He would answer the door, we’d make the transaction, and I was on my way. One Saturday afternoon, after the usual frustration of trying to connect with my dealer, I finally got him to answer his phone, and he told me to meet him at his apartment. Fine. At least I wouldn’t waste an entire afternoon waiting for him to show up at my house. No matter how many times I met up with my dealer, I was always extremely nervous, so I got in the habit of taking a couple of big hits on my bubbler, before I left the house. That always made the tension and nervousness roll right off of me. I pulled on a pair of 501’s, my boots, and my black leather motorcycle jacket (no shirt), and headed out. Traffic was good, and parking was easy, so it didn’t take me more than 15 minutes to get to his apartment. Apparently the leather motorcycle jacket look gave him the idea that I was in the mood for some action, because, for the first time, he invited me in. As soon as I was inside, he offered me his pipe, and, of course, I accepted. I took a good hit, then handed it back to him. After we each had taken a few hits, he asked me if I did G. I said, “Sure,” so he went out into the kitchen to mix it up with some Gatorade. He handed it to me, and I drank it right down, as usual. But, man, this was some strong assed stuff ! It made me feel extremely dizzy, and just before I passed out, my eyes closed, and I could feel him unzipping my jacket and tearing open my 501’s. The last thing I remember, I was sitting on the couch, feeling his mouth on my cock. When I came to, I was all put back together, but I was still feeling kind of dizzy. I couldn’t help but notice that, now, there were 2 more men in the apartment. It turned out that one guy was another customer, and the other guy was my dealer’s supplier. The customer was a hot young guy who looked like he was barely of age, if that. He and my dealer were passing the pipe back and forth, and my dealer asked him what he liked. He said that he liked sucking big dicks. My dealer said, “I’ve got a pretty big dick,” and he proceeded to haul it out. He wasn’t kidding. It must have been about 8” long, and quite thick, and cut, with a big helmet head on it. The kid wasted no time dropping to his knees, enthusiastically sucking my dealer’s hard cock. Soon, the kid stripped down, and he resumed sucking. I asked the kid if he wanted to have his cock sucked, too, and he said, “Yeh !” So, I went right to work on him. I’m one of those guys who gets Tina-dick, as soon as I start partying. Not these guys. I was surprised that, even though they’d both been hitting the pipe, over and over, their cocks stayed rock hard. While I happily sucked the entire length of the kid’s cock in and out of my mouth, my dealer placed his hands on the back of the kid’s head, and repeatedly forced his down into the kid’s throat, and held it there until he had to come up for air. It was fuckin’ hot to watch, and I wished that it was my throat that was getting fucked. Several times, the 4th guy in the apartment (my dealer’s supplier) mentioned that he needed a ride back to his house. After a while, the kid had to take off, so I volunteered to drive the supplier back to his house. Every time I think of that afternoon, I could kick myself for not hanging around. Maybe I could have had a nice long session partying with my dealer and sucking and riding his big cock. It was about a 30 minute drive to the supplier’s house, and we exchanged small talk, then he suddenly blurted out, “Have you ever thought about becoming a dealer ?” I admitted that I hadn’t, and he proceeded to give me kind of a soft sell proposition. “You want some real quality shit, not that stuff he’s dealing you, that’s been cut so many times that you can hardly raise a decent cloud.” Well, he was certainly right about that. I told him I’d give it some serious thought, and I’d let him know. When we got to his house, he said, “Come on in. I’ll show you some real quality shit.” No way was I going to refuse THAT offer. I parked the car, and we went inside. Having never been in a supplier’s house, I didn’t know what to expect, but it looked pretty much like any other average house. He quickly gave me the ten-cent-tour, casually mentioning the sling that was hanging from a couple of beams in the ceiling of one of the bedrooms. Of course, my eyes lit up when I saw that. Back in the living room, he told me to have a seat, while he went out to the kitchen to get a couple bottles of water. When he returned, he also had what I was pretty sure was his “stash” kit. Smart guy, I thought. Being a supplier, he must have had a fairly large quantity of Tina, well hidden, somewhere in the house, and he kept a small “stash kit,” just for regular use. “Have you ever done hot rails,” he asked me ? I said that I had done, a couple times. “Wait’ll you try this shit,” he said. “This shit will knock you on your ass ! But, in a good way.” And, he laughed. I was surprised that the only thing in his “stash kit” was one small baggie, about half filled with very finely crushed Tina. Again, he was being smart, not keeping everything in one place. From one room, and then another, he retrieved a large mirror, a long glass rod, and a lighter. After placing the mirror on the coffee table, in front of me, he layed out a couple of fat lines of the Tina, then he proceeded to move a steady blue flame up and down the tip of the glass rod. When he determined that the glass rod was blistering hot, he handed it to me, and said, “There you go. Do that one,” pointing to one of the lines on the mirror. I put the glass rod to my nose, and very quickly sucked up the entire line of finely crushed Tina, holding the smoke in my lungs for a second, before blowing out a huge white cloud. “You feel that,” he asked ? He already knew the answer. He could see my bulging eyes and dilating pupils,as the rush intensified and i gasped for breath, my head and chest feeling hot, and my heart beating a mile a minute. Again, he laughed. Suddenly, I felt an urgent need to get out of my clothes, which I did. I could feel my hole twitching, and I couldn’t keep my hands off my cock as I watched him reheating the glass rod. Then, he handed the rod to me, and told me to continue heating it. “I’ll be right back,” he said. When he returned, he was minus all of his clothes, and wearing nothing but a steel cock ring and a pair of black leather chaps, with his big black cock hanging down, very thick and heavy. Showing a big grin, all I could say was, “Whoa !” “I thought you might like that,” he said, as he took the glass rod from me, and heated it a little more, before he bent down and snorted the second line. Immediately, he grabbed the back of my head, and pressed his lips to mine, and shotgunned the cloud into me, completely filling my lungs. Now, I really was reeling. “Chug down that bottle of water, then follow me,” he said. I was more than happy to do as I was told. He handed me a black jock strap, and said, “Here; try this on.” I pulled it on, glad to cover my ever shrinking Tina-dick, and turned back and forth to see if he approved. He smiled and nodded. “Go ahead and hop in the sling,” he told me, which I was more than happy to do.

Part 3 Nick put his key in and opened the gate. Fuck, Nice place Nick! Yeah, Anthony is pretty wealthy. We don't have to worry. The gate swung shut and in the house we went. Anthony's room is upstairs Nick said. I grabbed Nick's ass as we went up the stairs. I love little butts. You really want it don't ya, Nick said. We got to the top of the stairs which opened up to a big landing that connected all the upstairs rooms. Nick said hey to a 30ish guy watching TV in one of the rooms. He was naked, but didn't even try to cover up. He was pretty skinny. Nick said, that's Dave. As we went on...That's my room, That's Christian's room. We were getting to the end of the hall. Nick called "hey Anthony" yeah? I have someone for you to meet... shit, I'm naked! Anthony said. Nick just kept going, I wasn't sure if I should follow. It doesn't matter Nick said. We were at the doorway now and I got my first look at Anthony. He was standing with is back to us. He looked over his shoulder and yelled Nick! Nick laughed, and said this is Gary. Anthony turned away for a second. I was fixated on his naked skinny body. He couldn't weigh more than 80 pounds. Then he turned around. Without thinking I said holy shit! Then blushed and said sorry, I'm Gary. Anthony just laughed. "yeah, my wasted body makes my dick look even bigger than it is. I was staring at his huge cock as it started to rise to the occasion. He was hung, alright, wasted or not. I looked over at Nick, and he busted out laughing. Yeah, forgot to mention that! We all laughed. Anthony was looking me up and down, surely noticing the wet spot at the end of my cock. I looked around, we were all hard by then. So what's the story Nick? Anthony asked. Nick said, Well, um, Gary says he wants the bug. Anthony looked at me and said, it sure looks like your cock wants it. I looked down instinctively at my obvious erection, and then at his impressive cock. Anthony continued, are you sure you know what you are saying? I said, yes, as Anthony sat down on his bed, he patted the bed next to him, so I sat down. You know we are all infected with RAS, and there is no cure or treatment. We all will die before our time. Some sooner than others. He looked down. Nick says, but we should still have fun while we can! Anthony looked up with a smile and said yes, we should. So, you're sure you want this? Anthony said as he stood up facing me. I looked at his cock and up at him. Kill me, I said.

My name is Will. I live in the South, in a really big small town, or a really small big town, however you want to describe the place. At the time I had just turned 30 and was very cute with dark messy hair and long eyelashes. I didn’t hang out many people so I had the reputation for being mysterious and that got me a lot of play. I also had the reputation of barebacking a lot, but everyone else was also barebacking, right? I was hanging out at one of the two gay bars in my town on a Tuesday night. This was the seedier of the two and on a Tuesday it was just a meat market. Of course I was trying to get laid. Why else would I have been there? I was sitting at the bar with my back to the pool tables trying to pick up Dave, who sort-of worked at the bar. Or at least just thought he did. Anyhow, I knew he was a big whore, he was so cute and funny that I just didn’t care - I wanted to fuck the hell out of him. I’m 5’10 and, after running a furniture store for several years my body was thick and strong. Dave was five inches shorter and looked like Peter Pan. I thought we made a great looking set, but Dave was hedging his bets. You know, trying to put off deciding who to choose because of the promise of something better coming along. I knew there wasn’t anything better coming along, but hey, we all know the type right? I had noticed he was also talking to a guy to his right, I was on his left. I looked over and the guy was really sexy, lean, clean cut and very preppy looking. He was obviously young because he bore the mark of the underage, Giant Xes on his hands in permanent marker to stop him from drinking. I was tired of Dave’s bullshit and was ready to call the night a bust, so I leaned over to Dave and told him I was calling a cab and going home. Dave said “Hey Mark," pointing at the guy to his right who was just about to leave, "I bet he’ll give you a ride.” I looked over at Mark who nodded shyly and I quietly remarked to Dave "I thought that Mark was your trick for the night." Dave whispered to me “No, you've got it wrong. Mark’s my ex, but just to warn you he loves to fuck and if you think I’m a whore, you haven’t seen anything yet!” I looked over again at Mark and thought the night might be looking but it was probably too good to be true, because although he was a slimmer than I normally went for, Mark was beautiful. With that Dave introduced us, and casually mentioned to Mark that I needed a ride home. Mark looked me up and down and quickly said "Sure, I'll give you a lift," and with that we were on our way. I just lived ten minutes from the bar so we just made a little small talk on the ride back. I asked him if Dave was a fun fuck and that relaxed him and got him talking. When we got to my place he asked if I had anything to drink, since he couldn’t get anything at the bar so I invited him to come on up. We had a couple shots of Everclear and were chasing with a Corona, and Mark told he had asked Dave to hook us up earlier and reached over and kissed me. We made out for a few minutes and I said we should go to the bedroom and we did. I took his clothes off. It's one of my things. I love to undress a guy. He was fucking perfect: tall, smooth, and a nine inch dick. It wasn't fair. He was fuckin' perfect. When I took my shirt off he ran his hands over my chest and stomach and said “I love fucking muscle guys!” Up until this point I had thought I was topping. "You’re a top?" I asked. “Yeah man, I don’t get fucked” he replied. "What makes you think I do?" I replied. "Oh, people talk" he casually remarked as he started pulling at my nipples. Damn people did talk. Playing with my nipples was the sure way to make me take a dick and a few people knew that. No matter what I was in the mood for, if you played with my nipples enough I would let you fuck. It wasn’t long before he had pushed my back on the bed, pulled my pants off and had my legs on his shoulders. He spat on his hand and rubbed it on my asshole and the pushed the head of his dick in. I couldn’t believe this kid. I barely knew him, and his bare cock was deep in my hole. He was so young and sweet I was sure it would be okay. He was good at it too. He worked that big dick in my ass till I was whimpering for it harder and harder. The more he fucked the less innocent he seemed, and the mantra he kept saying, “Fucking you bareback is so hot!” only added to the excitement. After a few minutes I suddenly felt really wet and warm inside, he had cum in my ass with no warning. "Did you just cum in me" I asked him, but he didn't seem to hear me, and just kept on pumping. There was something about that, about him loading my ass up without even clearing doing so with me. Man I wanted more. He must have seen that I was losing control cause he got ready to blow the second load he let me know “Fuck man I’m cumming, take all of it man, all of it! Fuck here it is, here its is!” With that my ass was flooded a second time. After he caught his breath he commented “I didn’t think you take my load like that man!” Not that he gave me much choice. Fuck, I thought. He pulled out and fell in bed beside me, pulled me on my side and spooned me, with my ass leaking his own cum out onto his slicked up dick and that’s how we fell asleep. I woke in the middle of the night with Mark pushing the head of his dick back into my ass for round three. When he blew in me again he left his dick in me and we fell back asleep like that. When I woke up the next morning he was gone. I didn’t hear from him in the next few days so I just chalked it up to a hot one-nighter and man, was it hot. Two weeks went by and I was trying to pick up a guy on Saturday night at the better of the two bars in town. He was a pretty guy, a little on the stocky side but I loved that and he had a great ass. To my surprise he turned me down, saying "No man, I heard you are positive!” I told him that I didn’t know where he had heard that but it wasn’t true. He replied “No, Mark told everybody that he fucked you without a condom a few weeks ago. He said he felt really bad about doing it, but you let him nut in you three times and never even asked. Everyone knows Mark is positive, man!” I tried to play it off like it never happened, but my face was on fire and I just walked away. Sure enough, a few weeks late I came down with the flu. 'Fuck', I thought. This is a true story. But what do you think? Is it the end, or the beginning?

That has to be one of the hottest vids I've seen. Fuuuck....... Who could watch that and not want that experience? Proud to be a barebacker. Fuck!

My eyes were bulging, not just from the potent hot rail I had just snorted, but also from staring at this guy’s super thick cock, and wondering if I’d be able to handle that monster fucking my hole. He must have noticed that I was checking out his big cock because he said, “Wait’ll you see it fully hard.” I just said, “Oh, my god !” And, he laughed. “Don’t worry. In a few minutes you’ll be begging for it. By the way,” he said, “My name’s Trex, you know, like, ’T-Rex ?” “Glad to meet you. I’m Daniel.” Trex walked over to the closet, and unlocked two padlocks, then slid open the door. Inside, there were a couple of steel filing cabinets that were placed side by side, both of them padlocked, as well. After unlocking one of them, he slid open the top drawer and took out a bubbler, a torch, and a very large baggie. Damn ! Was that two 8-balls, or three, or more ! He carefully loaded the pipe, then handed the torch, a lighter, and the pipe to me, telling me, “Here. Work on this for a minute while I get some other things ready. We need to get your hole stretched out a little before I go in there.” I flicked the lighter and lit the torch, then placed the lighter on one of the shelves that was conveniently built into the wall, within easy reach from the sling. As I applied the torch to the bowl, I watched the shards quickly melt into a puddle. Then, I pulled the torch away, and rolled the bowl back and forth, letting the liquid Tina coat most of the inside surface of the bowl. All the while, I tried to keep one eye on Trex, curious to see what was going to happen next. I moved the torch under the bowl, and watched the Tina quickly start to swirl as I continuously rolled the bowl back and forth and moved the torch away, then back under it again, while slowly sucking the clouds down into the bong water, then up the short glass rod, and deep into my lungs, before cutting off the torch and blowing out a huge white cloud. Holy fuck ! I could easily tell that there was a world of difference between this high powered Tina and the stuff I was used to doing. Just this one hit (along with the hot rail I had done) had my heart pounding, and I felt like I was ready for anything. While I leaned over and placed the bubbler and the torch onto the shelf, Trex was unlocking another file cabinet drawer. He rummaged around for a minute, then pulled out what looked like an average size black dildo. He also had a bottle of poppers and a bottle of lube. “Let’s get you opened up a little before I fuck you,” he said. Man, that sounded good to me, considering the girth of that BBC that was slapping against his leather chaps with each step he took. What I thought was a dildo, turned out to be an inflatable butt plug, in its deflated state. As Trex gave the rubber bulb numerous squeezes, he informed me that the butt plug was 8” long by 6” around, and that it would inflate to a maximum of 9” long and 10” around. He must have seen the doubtful look on my face as I stared at the butt plug, which was now fully inflated. “Calm down,” he said. “We won’t be going that big………….unless you want to.” With that, he hit the release valve, and the butt plug quickly returned to its original size. “Okay, Danny boy; let’s try this out,” Trex said. “But, first, let’s get you flying a little higher.” He fired up the torch and handed it to me, along with the bubbler. In just a few seconds, Trex had the butt plug lubed up, and he was working two, then three, lubed fingers in and out of my hole. When he nodded his head, I started sucking the potent clouds into my lungs, as the bong bubbled wildly. At the exact same moment that I blew out a huge cloud, Trex steadily shoved the 8 by 6 butt plug all the way into my hole. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” was all I could say, as the Tina rushed into my brain, and my hole spasmed, from the incredible sensation of the butt plug that Trex had just jammed into me. “Just go with it,” he told me. I closed my eyes, and repeatedly let my head loll over to one side, then back again. When I opened my eyes, Trex had a big grin on his face. “Good boy,” he said. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I kept moaning, as I flew ever higher. Handing the bottle of poppers to me, Trex told me to take a couple of big hits. After the first hit, I could hear a whoosh, whooshing sound, and realized that he had started squeezing the rubber bulb, inflating the butt plug that was already filling my hole. In my ears, I could feel my heart beating even more rapidly , and my chest and head flushed, feeling the hit of poppers making my head swim. “Again,” he said. “Take another hit. That’s it. Good boy.” Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…

Doesn't matter to me if he has a wife or kids. I just need his cum.

My step-dad broke me in when I was 12. He basically had the birds and bees talk with me, and lied to me about finding out whether I was gay or straight by seeing if I would get aroused from me stroking his cock and sliding his cock in my ass. He would use butter for lube, fingering my hole and stretching it before he would slide his 9 inch cucumber thick cock slowly in me. I am thankful that he was very patient and gentle in the beginning because once I got used to it, he would skin smack pound the the hell out of me before busting. He would make me cum by stroking my cock while boning me, and it made me crave his bone since I was getting pleasure out of it as well. He boned me for about 10 years. After he passed away, I ended up becoming a total top because I couldn't find a top who would be able to bone me, stroke me at the same time, and make me explode all over my stomach and chest like him. Has anyone had any similar experiences with family member for a long period of time?

Sucking married guys and swallowing their loads has got to be one of my favorite things in life. If I could have my way, I'd have an endless line of married men to suck loads out of. This is a pic of my regular married stud.

Choose Your Poison – Courtesy of The Ripper: Part 1 - It hurt to piss. Burned like a little branding iron being shoved up inside my dick slit. My ass felt like glass shards were coming out when I had to go and my entire abdomen felt swollen, tender, and full. He said it would. He said I would come home pregnant with their gifts. He said, “You better be careful what you wish for.” Happy Holidays full of dirty gifts. The holiday season had arrived, but I wasn’t feeling very joyful. Usually finding a good, raw top perked me right up yet lately, that was not doing it for me either. When raw sex was being ‘implied’/shown on mainstream TV and Netflix shows and almost every other ad on the cruise sites was a top who had ‘Negative on Prep’ in their profile, being a bug chasing cum pig just was not the taboo rush that is used to be. Fuck I needed some charged up dick. In boredom, or more honestly pure desperation, I started to scan personal ads in other cities. While part of me said that desperate, the bug pig in me said I needed a vacation anyways so I might as well go someplace new and try my luck. Hundreds of ads later in a couple different cities and nothing had yet appealed me, that is until I saw the headline, “Seeking a Gangbang Creampie Princess For Anonymous, Public, Raw Breeding.” Holy fuck – that sounded hot as shit! I read the ad several times and started fondling myself as my dick got hard just thinking about the set up. In brief the guy was looking for: “…a submissive pussy who will take ANY dick in any hole – NO QUESTIONS ASKED OR ANSWERED…” “ …RAW is mandatory….” “…ANONYMOUS breedings and PUBLIC action (bookstores, car, parking garage, alley, parks) REQUIRED…..” “…must be a FREAK and NASTY…” “…TABOO, PERVERTED, EXTREME, …” Oh fuck my ass was wet just reading it. Best of all was the dude’s stats: “…looks don’t matter – yours or mine – all that counts is what will leave you sore – my 10+ inch dick and don’t bother contacting me unless you KNOW you can take it all ….” OK, clearly this guy lived and played on the wild side, and if he was real – which was a big IF given all the fakes and players online – he was dipping and slinging in some nasty shit. Even better, it was raw and no mention of status and Prep, which often means someone is POZ, does not know, or does not care one way or the other. My kind of man! The one hitch? His ad was in a straight section, but he did not say only females specifically and noted he was looking for “couples and singles”, so what the hell. I quickly typed my email to him before I lost my nerve – or hard on – starting with, “I mean no offense, but…” and then in brief told him I was planning some vacation time to his city and based on his ad, seemed like he knew the places to find the nastiest dick and could he help? In truth, I didn’t really expect to hear back. That night when I got home from work I anxiously scanned my email. Nothing. Same the next. On the third night however there was a response: “hey faggot gurl – I only deal with the serious who will submit to a cash MASTER. Send $100 by 6:00 p.m. tonight via MoneyGram. Details below and once sent, text the confirmation number. - The Ripper” Damn! Or maybe YEAH?! Well, no risk no reward and I was willing to gamble so I sent the $100 as ordered and anxiously checked my email for the next two hours hoping I would hear back. I knew he had my money as MoneyGram confirmed it was picked up at 6:10 pm, so I waited, and waited. Finally my In Box chimed – new mail! “Good faggot. At least you know how to obey. For me to consider if you are worth my time, send me an email telling me exactly what you want from MASTER. You said you want nasty dick. Well I fucking got that but I ain’t called The Ripper for nothing. That boy pussy will get shredded. Pay-to-play, but trust, you’ll be satisfied. If you want more, I want to hear that too. Tell me everything. Tell me every freaky shit, fucked up, whore faggot thing you want to do and send me confirmation that you have bought plane tickets here and booked a hotel. I ain’t wasting my time if it ain’t real time. - The Ripper” Oh my God! I jacked off right then in my chair at the dining room table as I reread his email. I then wiped up my mess, quickly got online, booked a flight and hotel, and responded back. My ass was thinking for the rest of me for sure, but the potential of what he was offering was too fucking good to ignore. Not 10 minutes after sending the confirmations of my travel, I had a response: “What the fuck? I said to tell me the freaky and fucked up shit you want to do. I thought you wanted nasty? You send me some tripe that’s all vanilla sweater-queen fag shit. Be real. I want it honest. Last chance or that gurl pussy can keep on scoping and hunting and being a desperate mutt hole. Because you must be stupid, use the checklist below too. - The Ripper” Fuck. I guess he had a point. I’m so used to filtering my dirty-inner-self so I went balls to the wall and let it all out. First I used his checklist, which was like some Dr. Frankenstein shit asking stuff like: 1. “What STDs have you had? Have now? Want?” 2. “How many POZ dicks you taken? How many AIDs dicks (and if you don’t know the difference, don’t bothering responding)?” 3. “How many raw dicks have you taken in the past two weeks?” 4. “How many strangers have fucked where you never saw their face?” 5. “What’s he wildest place you ever got fucked?” 6. “Do you have ANY limits?” OK, this dude took his shit serious and while sort of creepy, again I was so fucking turned on I had to jack off. One perverted checklist and taboo laden email later, it was time to crash. My mind was not focused on work the next day as I kept thinking about The Ripper, and wild fantasy fucks. Shit like this does not happen in real life so I might as well not get my hopes up. Yet, when I got home his email was waiting: “Good faggot. I don’t lime limits so you may just be fucked up and freaky-ass-nasty enough for a taste. You ready for some monster AIDs dick? I got you. You ready to get seeded deep by some total strangers with buggy dicks? I got you? You ready to bend over and let some other dudes watch as infected cum creampies that hole? I got you. You want to be treated like the fag-gurl-pussy-cunt-dick-craving-fuck-hole-mutt that you are? You will be. Send me your cell number again and hit the ATM and let me know how much you willing to spend when you arrive. Like I said, this is pay-to-play and if you got the cash The Ripper can make ANY-TABOO-FUCKING-NASTY-THING happen. - The Ripper” Oh hell! I was fucking flipping out thinking about that shit. Some of the things I had written down, well not stuff I would normally share I guess, but fucking Christ – this dude sounds like he can provide so what the hell. The next 10 days I spent in wild anticipation of what may come. I sent several more emails asking questions because I was nervous as fuck and wanted some reassurance I was not wasting my time and money and received no response. But, the day before I left I got a FedEx package with a DVD and a note that said, “Hey faggot gurl – here’s a taste of what I got in store for you.” I was shaking as I put the DVD in and hit PLAY. Immediately the screen was filled with white ass taking a monster black dick. The white guy was hunched over and it was hard to see more, but the black guy was really vocal, “Gonna breed that pussy with my babies, tell me you want that raw dick, tell me you want that raw nutt, come on now, let me hear you FUCKING BEG FOR THAT DICK!” Jesus I was in pig heaven. I jacked my dick hard watching the scenes play out. Clearly this was not all The Ripper as there were black guys, white guys, Hispanic, and other, but every fuck was raw, wild, nasty, and extreme for sure. In my horniness I almost missed it, but the last 30 seconds of the DVD was an audio message in a deep, masculine voice, that played against a screen of shadows with faint grunts in the background: “When you land, go to the front end of the TAXI LINE in the pickup zone, pull out your cell, call the number on the screen, and wait. You will be picked up. Then go the address below and ask for Giovanni. DO NOT go to your hotel first. Have $200 in $20 bills in your back left pocket. Make sure that gurl pussy is shaved – clean and soft – because it WILL get owned and abused. No facial hair either. You ready to get owned, used, and abused by The Ripper? You ready for some dirty dick and bug chasing you mutt pussy? You ready for what I got in store?” In the silence that followed only one word kept coming to mind – YES!!

I was prescribed 50MG of Viagra for "performance anxiety issues" with regards to topping. I was scared to take it because I've never taken it before so I cut the pill in half and took half of the 50MG pill. Well let me tell you...the first half that I took (25MG) I was already starting to feel within 10-15 minutes and I said to myself..."this feeling feels very familiar." I realized it was making me feel the same way as I did when I used poppers. About 40 minutes later or so I was doing alright so I took the other half of the pill (25MG) and now had taken a total of 50MG. My question is do you think the full 50 is necessary? That's the normal dose that is usually prescribed but I've also read that a lot of people claim they have tried both 25MG and 50MG and they can't tell a difference between the two strengths. If I can get away with just taking half of the pill, they will last me much longer (I will only be using them for topping.) Curious as to your thoughts? I definitely have to say that this stuff works, it felt like a had a bottle of poppers up my nose for 4 straight hours, it was an amazing experience! I can't even imagine people who take 100MG of this stuff lol...

Hottest thing I've seen in ages.

damn, that was fascinating and hot as hell.

Wow, as someone that works in medical I found it fascinating. Curious how they got that POV, would be afraid of shoving a camera up my rectum

Ask a local - from this site or barebackrt. Or some one in a bar. Lab may not be best for your needs.

Just wanted to second this (also something my doctor keeps repeating to patients) : CD4 counts are not something you need to stress about, as long as the trend line is constant or increasing from the time you start ARV treatment. It can also fluctuate quite a bit based on when you did your tests. Most importantly, do NOT compare absolute CD4 counts across different patients. One person can have 1,400, like poptronic, and another 300 - yet both can be in perfect health and within their average. It does NOT mean anything.

And it will only get better in 5-10 years. I really believe a cure is not too far away.

I just got home. I was working a little late anyway, and since my cat is fine without me for a few ore hours I hit CL while at work. Found a TS that adverts BB and loves to give you her sperm. I was game, so I texted her and gave her the d/l (some don't like that I am so fem and my dick is as small as it is and doesn't work). She was fine with it. Met her at her hotel. Right off I loved her cock. Nice fat mushroom head. Bigger than her shaft. Perfect to pound my prostate. I cleaned up a little bit in the bathroom, then used a deep lube injector so she could just bury it in me. She had me lay face down on the end of the bed and asked if I was ready. I told her hang on while I popper up so you can go straight in all the way. I also love that using poppers kills any possible hardness in my dick. Makes me limp as a wet napkin and the size of a thimble. She pushed in slowly for about the first 2 inches of her 9+ then buried it fast. She let out a little moan and told me my ass was so "nice and deep for a white boy". She fucked me silly for a long time (lost track between poppers and 420), saw by the clock she had been fucking my hole for nearly 35 minutes. She finally said, "fuck i'm gonna blow" and I told her "wait do it missionary I want see you", poppered up so she could get past the second sphincter easily again. Took 5 deep hits and turned over, grabbed her hips and slurred "breed me baby". Her face said it all, she let out a long guttural "uhhhhhhhhn" and I felt her cock twitching deep in me. She must have shot about 6 times and then collapsed on top of me with her cock inside me. Didn't want to leave anyway so I just embraced her and we both fell asleep for 10 minutes or so. When she came to so did I and I could feel the massive pool she dumped in me. I told her to grab my plug and put it in as she pulled out to keep her load in me. Then she shocked the fuck outta me and said "i can shoot again now, how about you swallow a load?" So she filled my mouth after about 5 minutes of me showing her cock how much I love dick. I still hadn't really cum, and she said she felt kinda bad I didn't, but I reminded her with all the shit I'm on for MTF transition there isn't much left. She convinced me to let her try with some toys. Why not? Well she managed to use some strange O-ring on the end of a vibe while using my butt-plug and sucking on my swollen nipples and before I knew what was happening I shot stream after stream of clear cum all over the place and past my shoulders. All that prostate pounding really edged me and built up a load, even though it's like water now. She licked it up and then made me swap it with her while DFK. She told me to join her in the shower, we cleaned up and I caught uber home with my prize feel inside my guts, where it is currently working its way into my body. She told me next time she will bring another TS friend to tag-team and spit-roast me, and asked if guys were OK too. She has some BBC guy friends. "Fuck yes, anything goes in this hole" I love being a little cock-whore. Can't wait to have my balls and scrotum removed next year and transition full-time. I will be draining dicks non-stop.

...when the phrase "what do you think about the confederate flag?" Was muttered.

Just back from Berlin. It's true if you cant get a load here you may as well just give up. Hooked up with about 10 guys over the 3 nights and took cum in my ass and mouth. So many of them really hung as well. Definitely going back for more.

I flew into Los Angeles today for a couple of days. I normally stay in nice hotels near LAX or in the downtown LA area. But, I really wanted to get some raw, nasty sex on while I'm in town. So, I'm staying at a motel in the Hollywood area. It's not the best neighborhood. But there's free and convenient parking, which makes quick fuck and go hookups easy. I checked in, quickly douched and showered, then got on Grindr and Growlr. I had a couple of hits that didn't go anywhere. Then I got a hit from a 28 year old German visitor that was nearby. He wanted to come by. We shared some pics. He's slender, tall and a 8", slender cock. He seemed almost too good to be true. I gave him my hotel name and room number. He said he'd be there in 20 mins. True to his word, he was knocking on my door in 20 mins. I opened the door to see a beautiful, tall, young man smiling at me. I let him in and locked the door behind him. We immediately began to do some passionate, deep kissing. He's quite a good kisser! Then he began to remove his sweater, shirt and kick off his shoes. I removed my tee shirt and basketball shorts, then dropped to my knees to suck his already hard cock. After just a few minutes of sucking, he lifted me to my feet and guided me to the bed. We fell back onto the bed in an embrace and continued to kiss. I then sucked on his nipples, which he loved. Then sucked on his long cock again. He was moaning in pleasure. I came back up to kiss this handsome German man when he whispered to me, "Can I fuck you"? "Fuck, Yeah!", I said. He hopped off the bed and pulled a tube of lube from his backpack. I positioned myself on my knees on the edge of the bed. He lubed up his cock and slid easily up inside me. Though his cock was slender. The length felt great as he began to pump in and out of me. Then he pushed me up onto the bed and pushed me on my side. Fucking me from behind and on the side, he leaned over me and kissed me. He was passionate as well as horny. He pushed me into several different positions as he continued to fuck me. Finally, he was laying on top of me, reaching under me and pinching my nipples. That drives me wild. "Oh, fuck me, baby! Fuck your Daddy", I said as he quickened his pace and thrust faster and deeper. Finally, he let out a loud groan and slammed deep into me. He let out a growl as he filled my ass with his young load. Both our bodies shook in orgasm as he filled me. We laid there embracing as we caught our breaths. Then he hopped up, took a quick shower, dressed as we kissed a few last times. And he left to meet his friends that he is traveling with.

Love sucking out baby batter - - my favourite cum of all!

Two loads from my hot cop neighbour. Wasn't aware he was at home. He's been away for some time. Texted me if I was up for some fun. Cleaned and went down to his apartment. This guy is horny all the time (I get hard when I see him in uniform with his big basket) . He can fuck like nobody else I ever met. Made me cum too (again).

Part 2 Well Gary, if you are so sure, you could come back to the house with me, Nick said with a wink. So, Nick, what's your situation, if you don't mind my asking. Um, well, I got infected about three months ago, and got kicked out by my roomate. I met a guy at the baths that was living at a house with some other RAS guys. I have been there for 2 months. Me and 3 other guys. So, what's it like, I asked. Being infected? Nick asked. It's bad, of course, I mean knowing you are going to die pretty fast, and all. You look at things alot different. Nothing really matters, ya know? The two biggest things are that I'm horny as fuck all the time and I'm just not hungry much. Now that I think about it thats the way it is when you are young and looking to breed, he added. I could see Nick's cock getting hard. Yeah, lets go back to your place, I said. He asked again, you sure? Yes Nick, I want it. Nick leaned into me and kissed me. I grabbed him and stuck my tongue down his throat and squeezed his cock. I looked Nick in the eyes and said I want your Virus in me. He laughed a little and said, well you might already have it. We did just kiss ya know. I laughed and said, hmmm, yeah maybe I do. No turning back now I guess. On the way to the house, Nick told me he would introduce me to Anthony first, it was his house. Nick told me Anthony was the farthest along of the guys that lived there. He had been infected nearly a year ago. I said do people last more than a year? Nick said, no not usually. Anthony doesn't have long. It made me think, hmmm, I'll get to see what I'll look like in a year. Nick continued, some guys don't last 8 months. Since the virus mutates so fast, you keep getting re-infected as often as you get exposed. Some guys, like me, fuck as much as we can. It isn't worth it to worry about anything. Enjoy it while you can. Here we are, Nick said. I swallowed hard. This was it. A year from now I won't be alive. It really hit me at that moment. No more worries. No more anything except fucking. I was boned and leaking.

Update to world market story - went out for dinner last night and who did I see in the restaurant but mr. married man, wife 'n family - to say he had a panicked look on his face is an understatement - hope to see him again soon 'n get that thick baby batter to eat.

By: 1981dc http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=jDfE5-S173- Raw Foursome Had a great time making this one. Hope you enjoy it.

I'm a total top and have a large thick dick that I take pride in using to breed and seed guys. The dick works fine when I'm relaxed and jerking off to porn or having sex with well known fuck buds, but when I have to perform for someone new or in front of a group, the damn thing acts like a turtle and climbs inside my body only to expose his head---makes me look dickless. I think it's emotional pressures and maybe the use of metoprolol and add in the use of some T and the damn thing just shrinks up and becomes useless... Viagara and Cialis cause me major problems as if I'm coming down with the flue and are not worth using as bad as I feel. What does work superbly for me is the tri-mix shots--injections directly in to the penis. Penis gets hard for a specified length of time and your prick works very adequately. I can continue to fuck even after. cumming...It has been the answer to my prayers and was recognized as the best solution for ED in an article I read by AARP.

It was a hot breeding! College boys are so cum hungry, I love it. They just want dick and cum in their hungry tight holes & I am more than happy to oblige! This boy had a dorm room & was very cramped & he had to sign me in to the building but loved plowing him on his upper bunk! He says he'll be back in a couple weeks and wants more I can't wait. I filled him with my poz seed & plan to give him plenty more.

I was the only one in the dorm in a midwestern university over the Thanksgiving break. I went to the truckstop to cruise. There I found a guy whose car had broken down. No mechanics on the Thanksgiving holiday. He was on his way home for his Thanksgiving--another 8 hours. He was really dejected, sad, and lonely. He had called his dad as he had no money for a motel. Dad tried wiring money, didn't work. We ate at the truckstop and I took him to the dorm with me. It was cold and snowing. He was 22, 6'2", very dark hair, heavy 5 o'clock shadow, dark eyes. I offered him my bed and would sleep in my mate's. He said why mess up two. He fucked me with his big uncut cock for hours, giving me load after load. We spent most of Thursday in bed. Friday the money had come and he had the car fixed. He stayed Friday night and returned to Michigan on Saturday. We kept in touch and met several times a year. What a bod! I haven't seen him in over 5 years but still dream of that Thanksgiving.

I get off seeing how big a slut I can be -- connecting via craigslist... ringing a doorbell wearin nothin but boots and shorts, one testicle out... starting to strip in the living room or kitchen ... following the other guy(s) to the bedroom, playing w/myself... slurpin and slobberin as I tongue assholes... making enough noise for the neighbors to hear ... then stopping by the dirty bookstore on the way home.

that sucks because im in my mid 20s, a hung bbc top and all i want is older white raw bottoms (over 50). when i travel thats all i look for.

Married guys are hot. They are generally very horny and really get into fucking. I love looking at their ring as they unload in me.

I've been on PrEP for less than a week (no side effects), and am wondering if I'll ever act on the fantasies I have. I'd love to blow about 5 guys, and have one or two fuck me.

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

I'm glad you have looked into PrEP a little more, but I have to echo 420SubCub and bearbandit. Taking a handful of pills (that you don't have a prescription for) right before a cumslut week-end is exactly the kind of behavior that the PrEP haters accuse all of us of doing - a "party drug". I appreciate that you've realized you made a mistake, but just in case anyone else is considering a similar strategy, you should understand the health risks. The reason you have to be tested and monitored while starting on Truvada is because if you are already positive or become positive before the drug is built up in your system, the HIV will become Truvada resistant, meaning that you won't be able to take Truvada as a treatment, and will have to take more harsh and physically damaging HIV drugs instead. Also, the guy who gave you his pills, that means he's missing 10 days of treatment himself? If he's positive, that's really just insane, he's seriously compromising his health, and if he's negative, he's putting himself at risk for the same Truvada resistant HIV. Two-three days is all it takes for the drug to drop to levels that will no longer prevent infection. Either way, he's committing a crime. Truvada is not meant to be taken a few days here and a few days there, it's an extremely expensive and controversial drug that requires doctor supervision and long-term commitment. In order to make sure that everyone will be able to access this important preventative option, we need to use it responsibly. I talked to my doctor about whether there would be an issue in the future with Truvada being taken off insurance plans' formularies, similar to how birth control right now is optional for insurance providers (because they are "slut" drugs). He said it was pretty far off anyone's radar right now. Let's keep it that way, at least until it goes generic and we can afford it w/o insurance.

I hope to hell PrEP will make me sluttier, that's for sure. I've been paralyzed by the fear of HIV into shutting down my sex life since I can only really get hard when the thought of semen exchange is in the mix, and I haven't wanted to risk my health (as hot as all the pozzing stories are as fantasies). Basically I've wanted every part of my fantasies except the HIV. That's what Truvada is offering. I just got a prescription for PrEP, and am interested in how many days/hours go by between the time I take my first pill, and the time I take a stranger's load. If I'm good, I'll last the prescribed week. Just need the final hep test back, and that shit's mine. Can't wait to scream out "Fuck Yeah, Breed Me" to some hot fucker I just met on Barebackrt, and feel his sperm shot deep inside me. Yes, it will make people sluttier, and that's a good thing. Everyone wins if more people have better sex. Shouldn't the goal be to keep people healthy? The safe-sex message was to avoid fluid exchange only when we couldn't make that happen safely. Now we can, so let's get our heads shifted back to what's important. With all the psychological and physiological benefits associated with semen exchange, if you can do that in a healthy way, shouldn't everyone do it? Imagine a world where every graduating high schooler gets a lifetime prescription of PrEP and a raw gangbang as a graduating present. Truvada: More sex, less risk. Truvada: Better living through safer slutting. Truvada: Become the whore you've always wanted to be...safely!

Well I pretty much went from good bf to slut in a week...from only getting fucked by bf to being the bottom at a pool party and taking all loads. Then being taken to a bathhouse. And now being fucked by my boss...and I'm loving it all. I was on PrEP for a couple months before I first cheated, and did so while bf was out of town. But once I started the more risky the hotter it was and I have since been fucked in out bed while he is at work and in the basement of our building while he has been home. What I find most interesting is how many guys say it's wrong to cheat...but then are completely willing to fuck me even though they find out I have a bf. And even get more turned on when they find out. And also how many of my bf's friends, even those with partners, will fuck me.

What your boyfriend doesn't know can't hurt him -- truthfully, in this case, thanks to your use of PrEP! ;-) Re: less than a week, after I proposed to my former partner, years ago now, I held out for two or three months. Sex dwindled as he settled in to a contented domestic routine, so I had to make up for it somehow. Most of my adventures were oral. I didn't start fucking other guys, safe or eventually bare, until much later. By that point, my husband wasn't putting out at all, so I didn't have to worry. I hope you will push the envelope and tell us about it. You could make up an excuse for why your hole feels so "wet". After reading the books Sperm Wars and Sex at [the] Dawn [of Human Civilization], which explain the biological and evolutionary advantages of promiscuity, the idea of a guy's coming home already loaded up by a stranger and then getting fucked by his boyfriend/partner/husband turns me on. It's also what I want my BF -- who is a bareback bottom -- to do for me. Not only is the shape of the penis designed to pump out the last man's semen, but it's also been shown that we ejaculate more and more-viable sperm after an absence or when we fear we've been cheated on. Cum is the best lube, too. ;-)

He doesn't know. I'm on a couple other medicines so it's just another pill. I decided to get on "in case" I cheated....and told myself I'd still use condoms. That lasted less than a week once I started screwing around. I don't think he suspects, but he has fucked me after I've been loaded but only either really drunk, in the shower, or after I've cleaned up.

Even before starting PrEP, I mostly topped bare and swallowed loads, including at bathhouses, so PrEP hasn't changed things except that there's less risk and less worry. My new BF is Poz and we're 100% bare together and with others, which is awesome. Incidentally, sinfuljock, it's hot that you're enjoying sex on the side while protecting your BF by taking PrEP. Does he know you're on it? Was the need to cheat one of your motivations for starting PrEP? Does he ever suspect you're getting bred elsewhere, if he fucks you when you're already loaded up?

I fully agree with you. I was in two situations like that and it all centered around them and what they want and they do not know what the word "no" means. I avoid all married guys these days there are more than enough gay guys around for me to play with!

I've had a few married guys in my day but I encourage gay guys to not give up on looking for meaningful relationships with other gay men. Becoming preoccupied with married guys can be a distraction. At the end of the day, married guys are just using you as a receptacle for their cum. Keep in mind that the wife and kids do allow the married guy to have companionship and love in their lives. What are you getting out of it? Hoes are a dime a dozen. I stopped fucking a married guy (who still contacts me) because I decided that it was unfair for him to maintain this double life and reach out to me only when his balls were full. So basically I can't have your dick when I want it, but you think I should drop everything I'm doing and give you some ass because you happen to be free today? Oh I don't think so (rolls eyes). I'm in a relationship now which is open. Technically, I would fuck a married dude. But only when it works for me.

Thanks maverick! It feels fucking awesome from my end and I can't figure out why more guys aren't into it. I used to have a young fb I did this with all the time. Every time he'd pretend to be upset, but he really loved it too. Especially when I'd keep my cock in him like a stopper, and walk him to the bathroom with his feet on top of mine like a little kid. Then he'd stand in the shower and let it out ... the piss and cum running down his legs. Good times man!

It was one of those nights where I was fooling around with a friend of mine and he said he had always wanted to fuck me at the ABS.....so I told him to let me get cleaned out and ready for him to fuck me hard and long. On the way there I was sucking on his dick and fingering my tight hole that I knew he would be abusing in about 10 minutes. We got there and it was packed....he said he was so fucking hard and he was going to give it to me good. As soon as we walked in he pushed me on my knees and pulled out his cock. I love my friends cock because it is so perfect and 9 inches long. While sucking his cock, he called 2 guys over and told them I would suck them both off and swallow their loads....of course I did as I was told. Him watching me get fed their loads turned him on and he was ready to fuck me..he bent me over the chair and rammed his huge cock up my ass. He then called this guy that just got fucked and bred up his ass over and had me eat the cum out of his ass...he was totally into making me the PIG at the store that night, which was fine with me !! When I got done eating the cum out of his ass he then fed me his cock until he fed me his load..his master came over after that and fed me his cock and I could taste the pigs ass on his masters cock and then fed me another load. My friend then called 2 more guys over and told them I was getting dry and to lube my hole with their loads because he was going to fuck me for an hour....they were happy to start sliding in and out of my fuckhole..he then shoved his huge cock down my throat and called another guy over. He informed the guy I was thirsty and wanted him to piss down my throat..the guy did and fed me a whole lot of piss...he then got hard and blew one of the thickest loads down my throat as the 2 guy blasted up my ass one after the other. My friend then started fucking me again with his huge cock and 6 or 7 guys got in front of me to feed me their cocks....one by one they fed me their loads of cum and then my friend filled my hole with his manseed.....he then pulled out and ordered me to clean his cock which I happily did. He then said he need to piss and proceeded to piss down my throat, he got done and looked around and we had cleared out the theater... I sat down fingering the cum out of my ass and was eating it while jacking off..I came all over my stomach and chest which my friend licked it up and then spit it in my mouth and I swallowed my own seed...he then told me I did such a good job at being the PIG he knew I was and this would become a monthly routine for us and I am very happy about it...till next time OINK OINK