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Part 2: Sarasota Load 2: Semi Public Breezeway The morning after I arrived at the beach house (I could literally roll out my bedroom window and hit the white sand beach), I was hit up on Grindr & BBRT by a guy who wanted public, risky sex. I'm totally in for that as some of my other encounters this trip will bear out, but I was tired from the drive and wanted to spend time with my kin so I put him off till later. A couple days later, after he kept pestering me somewhat desperately, I had the opportunity to steal away for a few minutes. The set up he wanted to enact was for me to drive to his apartment naked, walk up into the breezeway, naked, bend over and take his load. A couple of problems with that: A: I had no desire to be arrested 3 states away (or anywhere for that matter) for indecent exposure; 2: NO WAY was I going to drive around Sarasota nude; and Thirdall: No cock or load was worth all that aggravation. So, after some Grindr negotiations, I did drive over to his place, more Grindr negotiations, I walked into the public breezeway wearing nothing but mesh athletic shorts, flip flops, and a tank top. A mid-20's white furry otter came out of the ground floor apartment naked stroking a rock hard 7" uncut cock. I immediately squatted down underneath the stairs and took his unwashed, funkily lovely tasting prick in my mouth and got him lubed up using only my spit. Within 3 minutes he ordered me to bend over and rammed in to the hilt. I barely had time to take a whiff of the Amsterdam poppers I'd brought with me. I'm not even kidding that 2 minutes after mounting me he fired 6 six volleys (I counted) of his 4 day load, painting the insides of my fuck chute. After the sixth throb, some guy opened a door upstairs, I literally got pushed off of my breeder's cock as he disappeared back into his apartment, I hiked up my shorts, and walked quickly to the car. Turns out the guy upstairs had come down to smoke and was a young redneck hottie that made me wonder what would have happened if we had been caught. Load 3: The Beyond After collecting myself I decided I needed a soda, so I stopped at a nearby convenience store for a Diet Pepsi. While I savored my sweet treat and the questionable spunk swimming its way inside my body, I noticed a guy on Grindr mere feet away, who's handle implied he was always looking. No pic, scant information, but always looking. So being the good slut I am, I hit him up. He was at a nearby shopping center at a store that specializes in home decor, kitchen, bed, and bath products. After trading a few messages in which he told me he was a Poz top and wanted to fuck me in the john. I headed over. I walked into the bathroom directly to the handicapped stall with the other stall being occupied by someone using the bathroom for its actual intended purpose. This guy was right behind me and walked in practically with me. Late 40's, white, about 5'9" with a thin, almost wasted build. I immediately and quietly started sucking his semi-hard 8" cut thick cock. After a few people came and went, and the guy in the next stall finished his constitutional, I assumed the position and spread my ass cheeks apart to give his now solid dripping dick unfettered access. Another quick one, this time a known Poz one bred my hole deep inside. I was definitely in the great Beyond of pig heaven. Load 4: Latin Porn Contributor After I returned home from my public adventures, I decided to hang out and enjoy the house and pool. My kin usually heads to bed around 10, so I turned in at the same time and fired up A4A. Just sort of leisurely cruising, I came across a profile that sparked my interest and made my still cummy ass quiver. I smiled at him never dreaming he'd be into me, but, nothing ventured nothing gained, right? RIGHT! He WAS interested. Since I had a private bedroom I was able to sneak out. I'd had the foresight to leave my car in the driveway so the garage door didn't wake the dead if I wanted to get out late at night. Chance favors the prepared. I got to his place very late at night which was in an interesting neighborhood of chic townhouses on one side of the street and sort of, let's say "un-renovated" older apartment houses on the other. I walked up to the ground floor of one of the un-renovated buildings and was greeted at the door by one of the most beautiful Latin young men I've ever seen. Mid 20's, 6'2", lean, really hairy body, long shaggy hair style, beard, piercing black eyes, just really beautiful. He was only clothed in a pair of joggers so it was easy to take in all of his magnificence. I was completely gob smacked with this guy and TOTALLY flattered to be standing there. We fell into a passionate kiss as soon as I got inside the small, comfortable, but run down apartment. Fuck this boy could kiss. I felt an immediate connection. Not an "I want to get married and have your babies" connection, but a connection of two guys really into one another. He led me back to his bedroom where we quickly shed our clothes and continued our deep kissing. I couldn't wait to taste every flavor of his 7.5" torpedo shaped uncut (tight foreskin) cock. I sat on his bed and there it was in my face. I love to smell a cock before I suck it, usually hoping to smell the sum total of its day. I was only slightly disappointed to discover he had showered at some point earlier leaving only a faint trace of man scent. Ah well. Not everything can be perfect, lol. Let me tell you guys, I could cut glass with this cock he was so hard. I actually wondered if it might be hurting him. A nibble on the foreskin, gliding my tongue under it, finally engulfing his whole cock in my wet mouth. He gasped in pleasure as I made love to it. Pretty sure I gave him some of my best head ever. At some point (I'd lost track of time) he got me up on my knees at the edge of the bed and choked on my ass like he was starved. This kid loved ass. Spitting, nibbling, and some light fingering were making me squirm. Finally he stood up and lined that perfect missile at my entry, hocked a big wad of spit where they met, and sank balls deep in one thrust. Ugh. Bliss. I arched my back to meet his invasion and gripped that cock on every out stroke like it was my last lifeline. I wanted him to feel the same amount of pleasure I was and the noises he was making assured me I was. After some time, he needed to slow down intermittently to prevent his orgasm. Finally, he was ready. He flipped me onto my back, pinned my legs back while throwing his weight on me and plunged in. He was fucking to breed at this point. Kissing me, I inhaled his hot 420 scented breath as he panted his way closer to eruption. He stopped breathing and groaned like he was being strangled. I simultaneously felt his cock swell even bigger as he banged against my prostate and released wave after wave of molten spunk in my butt. It felt like someone had released a fire hose of super heated cum in there. And. He. Just. Kept. Cumming. So much I could barely contain it and swore I could taste it in the back of my throat. We cooled off for a few and chatted for short time. Man what a nice guy. I couldn't shake the feeling that I'd seen him before. Not in person, but perhaps on a highly favorited amateur porn site. Hmmm. I'd have to think about that for a minute. THIS one, I wanted again. We're at 4 loads out of 20 fellas. I hope this is as entertaining for you to read as it was for me to live and recall. Stay tuned if you like.

I've been with my fella for the past eight years and about five years into it I started cheating. I've been hooking up with my fuck buddy "CA" for the last two years. CA is a nice enough guy and has an extremely thick nine inch cock, so thick in fact, that when at first he fucked me, his cock would cause me to bleed, but since (at least at first), he wore a condom, I wasn't worried about it. Then about six months ago I started letting CA fuck me raw. He'd tie me up and bend me over before pounding me for ages and dumping his load in me. I remember shopping with my fella in town one day. As CA lived above a shop in town, I ditched my fella and snuck off to get fucked by CA. He push me into position, right there on the staircase to his apartment, spat on my hole and fucked me for five minutes before pumping his seed in me. It was so fucking hot. He slapped my arse and sent me back into the busy town to find my boyfriend. I spent the next hour shopping with my fella whilst having CA's cum deeply in me. CA and I fucked behind my boyfriend back every chance we had. I imagine I've taken 60 or more loads from him. Once I invited CA around just as my fella left for work and CA fucked me in our bed, our sweat soaking onto the bed. Of course I didn't change the sheets so my fella unknowing slept in the sweat. Even so, I'm sure my fella knows something is going on as he found a text thread on my phone and asked me about it. I told him it was nothing and he never mentioned it again. On our last hot breeding session CA told me he was moving away the following week. I was destroyed. About a month later I was chatting to people on a certain site and I came across CA's ex, who mentioned both he and CA were undetectable poz, and he also mentioned CA had been poz for the last five years. I was completely turned-on knowing CA was poz the entire time he had been fucking me. I just wish I'd known. My fella still fucks me. I haven't told him that I've been a slut behind his back and been getting fucked raw by an undetectable poz guy. Whenever I wank off or stick a dildo up my arse imagining it's CA's cock, I cry out begging him to poz me and make me a dirty seeded slut. My fella always talks about fucking others when he's fucking me, and is really turned on, but sadly once he's done there's no more mention of it. I'd love him to go out and fuck guys then come back and fuck me with his dirty cock.

You won't be good enough for me, you won't like me, and I'm perfectly ok with that. Yes I know it makes me a prick but again I'm ok with that. I'm a typical gay narcissistic asshole. I crave all of the same things you do, cock, cum...and the list goes on and on. But I'm not willing to settle for these things from a Grindr, Scruff, BBRT hook up that's nothing more than common trash. I crave these things from a man with wealth and power, someone who's someone not just another bookstore whore or bathhouse skank. I've spent years searching the web for the perfect man. He must have looks, an insatiable sex drive, and be able to provide a lavish lifestyle where my every want is met. The search seemed endless and hopeless at times so many fakes and flakes. Finally in December 2014 there he was. Adam from Chicago IL. He had it all, he was perfect. A chiseled body that was manscaped to perfection, a cock that made my hole twitch in excitement and a bank account balance that held enough zeros to keep me happy for a little while! Details were exchanged, plans were made and finally the airline ticket arrived, I would be leaving bumb fuck nowhere for Chicago. I would be Adam's trophy, I would have my own American Express black card with no limit! The day after the airline ticket came so did a text, " you need to take tomorrow off, there you have appointments". I responded back, "no I'm pretty sure I don't". A very abrupt text came back stating "that will be the last time you argue with me" and a photo was attached of him taking a scissors to MY Amex card. NO! I immediately responded with an apology and his response was "8am tomorrow be ready! You are not to contact me again, I will initiate our next contact." I wasn't sure what was in store for me but with visions of an unlimited credit line in my head I was ready at 8 am. I was taken to a clinic and given a through exam and full blood work panel. I was then taken to the spa where I was waxed, manicured, pedicured, massaged, cut, color the hole 9 yards. Oh he was already bringing out the princess in me that deserves to be pampered! Returning home I found a package at the door, filled with everything thing Armani, except for the shoes, those were Prada bitches! Inside the box was a note "pack nothing, you will want for nothing here. There will be a ride to the airport tomorrow morning, my driver will pick you up upon landing in Chicago and bring you to my home. First class flight in my Armani and Prada sipping champagne, oh hell yes, my hard work had finally paid off, I am getting the life I deserve! Landing in Chicago there was the most handsome man to greet me, his muscles had muscles and fuck that had to be a sock in there, that bulge couldn't possibly be all him! He introduced himself as Josh as we drove from the airport. He reached over and took my hand placing it on that incredible bulge, nope no sock it was all real. I quickly removed my hand, I'm not here to put out for the help! Adam controls the Amex card, this piece of common trash to find some low life skank on an app to deal with his needs. He let out a loud chuckle, shaking his head in disbelief. My only thought was whatever driver, keep going there's an Amex card with my name on it. As we pulled up to the gated community I was in awe of the spectacular houses and couldn't believe my luck that I was going to live here! I received a text from Adam stating I see you've arrived, Josh will escort you in. At the house Josh got out of the car and I remained seated. He stopped and looked at me and I just sat there, he came over to the door and asked what was wrong, I instructed him that as the driver it's his job to open my door. Another loud chuckle and an "in fucking credible" he opened the door. He lead the way up the walk and this time remembering his place opened the front door and stood aside with a wicked wry small. I didn't give that smarmy slimey snakey smile a second thought as before me inside the door stood Adam in see through black silk trunks. He was perfection! The perfect hair, smile, tan, he should have been on the cover of magazines. He greeted me with a warm embrace and kiss to the cheek. "Welcome, I'm so happy your finally here!" A thousand watt smile sent chills down my spine. As Adam reached around and grabbed my ass with both hands he looked over my shoulder at Josh and said "how was it?" What did he mean, how was it....I turned to look at Josh surprised he was still there, and with that same wicked smirk the help had plastered on his face he uttered "oh you've outdone yourself brother, he's a miserable little cunt that needs to learn respect". I turned around to face my dear Adam again and deny Josh's bullshit allegations. I then saw the same wicked smirk and thought "brother?" as Adam said "well then, respect the little cunt will learn, as I felt Josh's massive forearm come around my neck and begin to cut my air off. The last thing I remember is Adam tapping my cheek twice and saying "you'll learn".

All of these accounts are 100% true. Some details, names, locations, etc. have been modified or changed to protect the privacy of others. PART 1: Valdosta GA I drive from Nashville to meet family from the northeast down in Sarasota every year for the holidays. We get a house on the beach in Siesta Key, drink, swim, and eat the week away. Last year, I had brought a guy I was seeing who "needed space" the day after we got home from the vacation paid by me. Oh well, lesson learned. This year I decided that along with spending time with the family, I'd carve out a little "me time" which equals "slutting my ass out all over southwest Florida". Load 1: Valdosta I always keep my location apps live during the drive and periodically check messages/woofs/views etc. Just outside Valdosta GA a sexy top guy woofed me and asked me to stop by. His pics were great, he had a load cocked and ready for me, how could I refuse? I got to this cute restored Victorian super easy and this tall Caucasian, shaved head, super handsome guy with a nice lightly hairy build answers the door. 15 minutes later I had his rock hard 7.5", right curved cock buried in my ass while I was on my back with my knees next to my ears. This guy fucked like a freshly released prisoner, it had apparently been a minute for him. When he fired his large load into me after about 20 good, really good, minutes, I could feel every pulse of his cock in my increasingly wet hole as he groaned loudly in my ear. Fuck I was in heaven. Turns out, in our post-coital recovery, he was a super nice guy as well. Icing on the cake. We made plans to see each other on my way back as I continued my hunt south. Stay tuned, more to cum...

Today I spent another Sunday morning with my friend from last weekend and his roommate. This time I arrived clean and lubed already, and they were waiting for me naked in their living room. We never made it to the bedroom. My host - the guy I originally went there to hook up with - opened the door and like last weekend, his roommate was sitting on the sofa. Unlike last weekend, though, this time the roommate was stroking his long, thick cock. I pulled out my brown bottle and took a couple of hits before kneeling in front of him and taking that perfect hog into my mouth. In no time my host's hands were on my ass. I had prepared for this not only by cleaning out and pre-lubing my hole, but by wearing nothing but a pair of loose shorts and a t-shirt. He quickly pulled the shorts down around my knees and with no warning, rammed his already-hard cock into my tight hole. It took me by surprise and the pain made me instinctively pull away from him. He hadn't lubed his shaft and the burning sensation was a little too much to bear, and I whimpered around his roommate's shaft. Thankfully, he reached for a bottle of lube on the end table next to the sofa and poured a generous stream onto his cock before stroking it to spread the lube around. He was no more gentle the second time he entered me, but this time the combination of my anticipating him and the extra lube let him slide right in, until his balls were slapping against mine. He began to vigorously pump his cock in and out of my tight, eager hole. Meanwhile, his roommate pumped his cock in and out of my throat, holding my head in place and letting me breathe only after 3 or 4 good thrusts. His cock was so thick I hadn't been sure last weekend that it would fit in my throat, but my some miracle he slid down with ease, until his balls touched my chin. When he allowed me to come up for air I could see the growing wet spot under him as my saliva ran in a river down his shaft and around his balls. They were coated in a thick, slippery layer of spit that I eagerly lapped at when given the chance. My host's pace suddenly quickened and his breathing got faster. I knew he was getting close to cumming in my hole, and I was a tad disappointed that I would be denied the simultaneous orgasms the roommates had had last weekend. My host gripped my hips tightly as his cock spasmed in my hole, and he dumped his load deep inside me. "My turn," his roommate said immediately, and I knew that he had been saving himself to experience my ass too. My host withdrew his cock and I heard a few drips of his cum on the wood floor. He was big, but his roommate was bigger, and I took a few deep hits from my brown bottle while the roommate got off the sofa and positioned himself on his knees behind me. My host took his roommate's place on the sofa, guiding my mouth to his half-hard shaft, which tasted of lube and cum and ass. It was delicious! As his cock slid into my mouth, his roommate's cock invaded my hole and stretched me to an extent I never thought possible! But I took it all, to my amazement, and it felt incredible! It didn't take long before he, too, was gripping my hips and shuddering as he dumped his load deep inside me. "Fuck!" he exclaimed. "Unbelievable!" "Told you, didn't I?" my host asked his roommate. With that, the roommate sat next to my host on the sofa and I alternately worked both of their cocks with my mouth, hoping they would be up for another go. My host's cock started getting hard again after about 15 minutes - but I'll save what happened next for another post!

took six anon loads this evening while I was up partying. No words exchanged, no idea who they were or what they looked like, but thats what I wanted. Fairly sure the second to last guy filmed it, not that I mind.

Grandpa Nicky, I can taste daddy's cum on both of you...what fucked up universe have I landed in? These people are trash, trash with cash though. No! Money isn't the only important thing, prestige and power are important too. What would people think of me associating with these low life scum bags. Nick finally manages to get Trey off his lap, spins him around, and bends him over. Yanking the thong to the side he removes the plug from Treys ass and buries his face between his cheeks. Trey is splayed on the table moaning as Nick tongue fucks him. Trey turns his head and with what apparently is an obnoxious family trait gives him a wicked grin and moans "no grandfather you can't have that cum back, you gave me that this morning as a treat". Nick removes his face from Treys ass, smacks his ass and says, "that's my good boy, using grandfathers gift as he intended". Nick spreads Treys cheeks and plugs him back up, pulling him in close for a kiss saying don't worry baby Gtandpa Nick has plenty more and will make sure you don't go to bed hungry tonight. Trey takes his seat next to Nick as the butler brings dinner to the table. Finally someone normal who can help me get out of this hell hole! It disturbs me to my core that I'm going to have to depend on "the help" but what choice do I have? He's possibly the most handsome Latino man I've seen in my life. If only he had something to offer besides looks, no money, no power, no prestige, he in all likely hood is yet another hook up app troll. I need him though, I need him to help me get out of here! He places our meals in front of us and turns looking at Adam saying, Mr Adam I know you require special sauce with your steak I wasn't sure if you would like it fresh tonight or not, I have some prepared in the kitchen as well. Nick speaks up saying "Ricardo please just bring in the prepared sauce and then join us for dinner". That's it! That's the final straw, these people allow the help to dine with them, I'm out of here! I don't care that I have to leave this house in nothing but a jock strap. I'll claim assault if I have to! I stand to leave and before I know it Nick is behind me his hand on my shoulders pushing me back in my seat. He turns my head and once again lifts my chin and I'm stopped cold by the hypnotizing stare and the feel of his touch. "Please stay and dine with us, the meal will be wonderful and you stand to gain so much knowledge after dinner". Fuck! How did he do that with just a simple look and touch, he's made me want to stay. Fine, it's just dinner, I haven't eaten in hours, I'm fucking hungry! Frustrated with myself I'm about to get up and leave again as Ricardo returns from the kitchen. He's carrying a small container of what must be Adams special request sauce but more disturbingly he's naked as naked can be. What the fuck! He walks over handing the sauce to Adam who laughingly says "Ricardo, please you know how much better it tastes when you put it on". Ricardo laughs saying "Mr Adam you know it is my pleasure." He takes the container and dips his cock into it, pulling it out it looks like it's coated in... WTF it's cum. He serves Adams food with a side of his cum?!?!? Fuck there goes any hope of help from the help! He brings Adams plate down and begins rubbing his cum covered dick all over the steak. He keeps repeating the process until the cup of cum is empty. Josh has been blissfully quiet until now when he chimes in "Ricardo you know my brother and I share everything. Come over here and let me clean up that special sauce. Ricardo walks over and Josh gets to his knees sucking Ricardo's steak and cum flavored dick clean. Ricardo looks over at Nick and says "Thank you Mr Nick for inviting me to join you for dinner, it is always my pleasure." "Nonsense Ricardo, the pleasure is truly ours, please take your place at the table". Ricardo climbs on top of the table and acts as a naked human centerpiece. In between bites of their meal each man is rubbing sucking licking touching Ricardo. The entire scenario is so fucked up and so fucking disturbing but what really pisses me off is how achingly hard I am. I'm not like these people, I'm better than them and their fucked up ways, besides Ricardo is a beautiful man who wouldn't get hard watching him writhe on the table while being touched. Nick rises and announces dinner is finished stating "desert time boys". Trey comes to Nicks side and Nick immediately begins kissing him and working the plug in and out of his ass. Adam and Josh climb on top of table and begin sucking Ricardo. In now time I can see that Ricardo's balls are contracting and his breathing is becoming more and more rapid. As the cum erupts from his cock Adam and Josh don't waste a drop holding it In there mouths and snowballing it back and forth. Adam takes the last mouthful, leans over Ricardo and spits it in his mouth. All three men come down off the table and Nick, Adam, and Josh kiss Ricardo and thank him for joining them for dinner. "Boys, I think it's time we adjourned to the library, our guest has been treated to quite the show so far and I think it's time details were given and agreements were reached. Agreements, fuck that, the only thing I'm agreeing to is being shown the front door! No where the hell are the Armani and Prada I arrived in. I deserve that much after being physically and mentally assaulted by these classes pigs!

As a BB bottom, I just take it for granted the top is poz. That way if he is I get another poz load, if not I get another load in me.

Did I seriously just watch to brothers having sex with each other as a performance for their father...somebody HELP ME! I've entered into some kind of weird hell where "love your family" has taken on a sick and twisted meaning. The tall elegant man finishes kissing his boys on the bed, reaches down to Josh's cum dripping ass, scoops some of the baby batter from it painting both Josh and Adams lips with it, he then moves in for another deep wet sloppy kiss from both. He pats Josh on the ass and says "Josh, get your brother cleaned up for dinner." Josh takes Adams cock in his mouth to the root, slurping every remnant of cum from it. He gives Adam that sly smarmy snakey grin I've come to loathe in just a few short hours and says, "brother that cum wouldn't taste nearly as good if it weren't for my ass juices combined with it." That comment leads to a tussle and what I fear will be another round of their disgusting brother sex. The tall elegant gentleman gives a hearty laugh and says "enough, it's time for dinner and you two have already had your dessert." He looks at the boys then at me still spread eagle with the spreader bars, butt plugged and mouth gagged, and says "Adam, I see your package has arrived." Adam responds yes father it has, however it appears damaged and in need of some "fixing". "We suspected as much" is the elegant gentlemans reply as we walks over to me and begins removing the spreader bar between my shoulders. He begins massaging my shoulders and the blood rushing back into them is painful as hell. As he begins to remove the ball gag Josh gives his repulsive laugh saying "be careful father that tongue is pretty sharp cuts deeper than most knives". The elegant yet repulsive gentleman laughs and says "we'll see about that" and removes the ball gag. The only words I get out are "what the ever loving fuck" and the tall lean salt and pepper haired man lifts my chin up looks me directly in the eye and says "I'm Nick, it's a pleasure to finally meet you, I've been looking forward to your arrival". I'm speechless, those hypnotic brown eyes, the gentle feel of his touch, and certainly that's a custom suit and shoes, not to mention he smells like all the finest things in life combined. Nick looks back at Adam and Josh saying "dinner is in 15, you'll see to it our new guest is properly attired and in the dining room in 15 minutes, he turns and leaves the room. Josh comes over bending down to remove the spreader bar between my legs and Adam quickly follows but only to have access to Josh's ass as he's bent over and proceeds to felch his cum from Josh's ass. There's another playful tussle between them as they snowball the load between the two. "You sick fucks get the hell away from me" I scream. Thankfully my voice is back and I can finally let them know how sick twisted and depraved they are. Josh lets loose with another of his obnoxious chuckles while Adam approaches me smacking me upside the head yelling "when you're in this house you'll use some manners cunt". I'm seeing stars and I'm certain there will be a goose egg in no time from the blow, Adam throws mesh jock strap at me while he steps back into his black mesh trunks. Some where in the process I've missed Josh putting on his white see through trunks. Between my legs being numb from the spreader bar and the blow to my head it's nearly impossible to get the jock strap on. I look at Adam pleadingly for help, he turns on walks to the bathroom but Josh walks over and with that nasty grin I've come to despise helps me put on the jock strap. After he pulls it up I stand there dumb founded by the entire fucked up situation when suddenly Josh grabs my nipple and twists pinching tugging and pulling until it feels like my nipples being ripped off my chest, he gets in my face and says "next time there will be a thank you or it won't be your nipple that's tortured" I have got to get the fuck out of here, these crazy fuckers are going to kill me. We enter the dining room and Nick is seated at the head of the table. I look at the man before me and holy fuck if he weren't so fucking warped and sick he wound be the catch of the century. Finely chiseled with a tan that looks like he's spent his entire life on a beach in the Carribean his graying chest hair manicured to perfection. I can't help but wonder what he's wearing under the table. NO NO FUCK NO. He's sick and twisted and the only thing I want to know from him is where's the front door! Just as I'm about to lose my shit and put the smack down on these fucking pigs and little 20 something with a quarterback build comes bounding into the room wearing nothing but a hot pink thong. He stops and kisses Josh deeply, kisses Adam even deeper giving him a grin, that same fucked up grin as Josh and Adam both have, and says "you two just can't keep your dicks out of each other, I can taste daddy's cum on both of you". Adam slaps his ass and laughs saying "Trey, behave". OMG this just keeps getting worse is all I can think. Trey bounds up to the head of the table, wraps his legs around Nick straddling him and shoves his tongue down Nicks throat. Nick finally comes up for air, smiles up at him saying "welcome home my boy, how was you're day?" Trey begins kissing his way down Nicks neck and says "Grandpa Nicky you know the best part of my day is when I get to come home to you". Fuck, someone shoot me, I can't take it anymore!

Hooked up with a bud this morning. He shot his dirty load up my hole, stayed in long and deep to make sure I fully got what I wanted. He then followed up with by shooting his chem piss up my hole. Needless to say I was flying. On the way home I stopped at the bookstore where I was fucked a couple times but only got one load. So I went through the trash, found a few full condoms that I messaged the contents of into my hole before going home.

As I woke up i was in extreme pain. Not only was my neck and throat killing me from where Josh had decided to damn near strangle me (I am certainly going to speak to Adam about getting new help, this is unacceptable) my shoulders and legs feel like they are on fire. When fully awake I realize I have been placed on a bench with a spreader bar between my arms and legs. My first thought is to scream to Adam for help but my cries are useless due to the ball gag in my mouth. But the ball gag is irrelevant as before my eyes I see Josh on the bed with his back arched and his ass in the air and behind him Adam is ready to mount him. WHAT THE EVER LOVING FUCK IS HAPPENING! Adam is mine. We chatted, texted, Skyped so often, he told me he loved me and wanted to care for me. That I would want for nothing, that I would be his and he would be mine, it was a fairy tale with an unlimited Amex card. I want out, I want out of all of this now! I didn't sign up to be with someone that fucks around with the help! I know men have needs and are animals when it comes to sex but please could you class it up a little and not fuck someone as common as the driver or butler or whatever that skank with his ass in the air is. My screams and cries through the ball gag finally are heard as Josh looks at me and says "oh brother dear, your new little toy is back with us." At that very moment Adam plunged into Josh's willing hole balls deep in a single thrust. Josh yelps "Fuck Yes, again!" As Adam is still balls deep in Josh's ass he leans down and growls into Josh's ear. "You little whore, you can never get enough. I'll give it to you over and over like that but now that it's awake don't forget to hit him every time I bury myself in you." Wait, what...hit him. No I didn't sign up for abuse, I signed up for love and money, I signed up for the things I deserve and am entitled to. I again see Adam's raging hard on about to slam forth into Josh but I'm relived as josh is no where close enough to actually hit me. I can't be beaten and bruised when I leave here, I obviously have to be in top form to find someone to replace these filthy animals that have lied their way into my life. And Adams slams it home into Josh again and I feel what must be a thousand volts of electricity shoot through my ass and up my spine. WTF is happening? That hurt like hell and how did I not know there was something in my ass. I take great pride in having a tight ass and these two ass clowns have violated it. I scream in protest again, big mistake, it only encourages them. Over the course of the next ten minutes I lose track of how many times Adam plunges his dick into Josh's gaping asshole and each time I am tortured with a jolt of electricity that I violates me to my very core. After the final assault on Josh's ass and mine Adam stays balls deep in Josh who looks over at me and says "Looks like your new toy enjoys that too, look at the puddle the little cunt has left from leaking." It's futile to even try to say anything with this fucking ball gag in but I will be informing the help that no, I didn't enjoy any of it, my leaking was as a result of being assaulted and that I will very likely press charges. Adam laying on top of Josh doesn't miss a beat of fucking as he looks over and says "you're right brother, it certainly does look like the little cunt is enjoying it." The both look over at me and laugh. In that moment I realize that all of this "brother" talk isn't about a brotherhood of gay men, they are actual biological brothers. There is no mistaking it as they look at me with those dark brown eyes and both laugh the exact same laugh when they see the horror in my eyes at realizing what I just figured out. I am repulsed by the sight of them, brothers fucking like common back woods trailer trash, I want to vomit but I have to fight it down or I will choke on it, this fucking ball gag is going to be the death of me! I can't believe I am being forced to sit here watching these two brothers fucking and they are getting they're jollies laughing at my expense. I will not let them get the better of me! I begin first by moaning through the ball gag, erotic moans, fuck me, take me use me, seed me, all things I utter as Adam begins a relentless pounding of Josh's ass. Josh lays on his belly as Adam pounds his ass, he moans at all the right times but in looking in his eyes it doesn't appear to me anymore that he is as in to this fucking as he first was. He just keeps staring at me with his nasty common trash grin that is speaking volumes to me, and it's saying things i don't want to hear. Adam begins panting and pounding harder and just as Josh says "breed me brother, use my hole for your cum dump, fill me with your seed" Adams unloads in him. He doesn't quit pounding even after he has shot, Josh pushes him off and says "save some for later baby" kneels up and turns around giving Adam a long deep wet kiss while I can see Adams cum leaking from Josh's hole. It's with tremendous frustration that I feel my dick twitch as I watch their digusting display. These men are repulsive and I can't wait to be rid of them! And then suddenly from behind me I hear clapping, it is but a single set of hands applauding the show that has just ended. The applause gets closer and suddenly I see the most elegant looking man of my life appear. Dressed in what must be a custom made suit and shoes, smelling like the worlds finest fragrance he continues applauding until he reaches the bed. Both Adam and Josh turn and plant a firm kiss on his lips as the older gentleman reaches down and pats them both on the ass. He looks at them and says "My boy's, my pride and joy, I couldn't be prouder, always such passion for each other." Both Josh and Adam move in for another kiss and at the same time say "Thank you father, we're glad you enjoyed it."

My biological father was killed in a car accident when I was 10 years old, leaving my mom and me on our own. My mom struggled as a single mom for a couple years, but she was miserable without a man in her life, so it was hardly surprising to me when she started to date again. What was very surprising was that when she finally picked a second husband, she chose Bud. My dad had been an incredibly intelligent, cultured, and soft-spoken academic, and Bud...wasn't. My dad used to spend hours on the weekend absorbed in books, but Bud was more the type to spend hours on a chair in front of the TV, drinking beer (and if we were lucky, he'd be wearing pants). But he was nice to my mom, and nice to me, and my mom stopped worrying all the time and seemed more relaxed. I know that some people, in particular my biological father's family, used to question her decision to remarry so soon and why she chose a man so unlike my father, but she just used to say, "He makes me laugh" and leave it at that. I did overhear her talking to a friend once, who asked the same question, and instead of her usual answer, she replied, "Because when I'm riding his monster cock, I can cum two or three times for every time he does." I didn't really get it at the time, but like I said, she was happy and relaxed, and so I was too. I asked Bud one time, before he married my mom, what his real name was. He told me that his parents had wanted everyone to like him, so they named him Buddy. But as he got older, he shorted it to Bud. Then he told me how, even though he knew that he could never replace my father, my mom was very important to him, and so that meant that I was very important to him too. He knew that having a man around was very important to a boy in his teen years, so he hoped that I would soon feel comfortable to talk to him about anything. He was so sincere, and my mom was so invested in this new relationship, that I bypassed the stage where most step-kids resent the new man in the house. Even so, although Bud and I tried, but when it came down to it, we had very little in common. I was very much my father's son: quiet and introspective, shy and lacking confidence, not in the best shape, whereas Bud was loud, brash, in-your-face, a proudly self-proclaimed redneck. Even so he'd pretend to take an interest in my schooling, and I'd pretend to enjoy watching football with him, and we had a friendly relationship, which was a relief because I started having some interesting changes happening to my body around then, and he was right, it was nice having a male friend to talk to about it. He got me through wet dreams and pubic hair, masturbation and shaving, all without a scratch (literally). It was interesting, but as Bud's and my friendship got stronger, his relationship with my mom got worse and worse, and so did mine. I think that she envisioned that her second marriage would be mostly about the two of them, with me just hovering on the periphery keeping out of their way. But Bud wasn't having that - we were a family unit. So the two of us got closer, and my mom's jealousy drove her further and further away. It got to the point that when I was 16, and I finally admitted to myself that maybe thinking about the quarterback at school while jacking off meant that I was gay, that Bud was the first one that I told. He hugged me, told me that he loved me, and that he was proud of me, and told me that I might want to hold off on telling my mom until things got better. I was so relieved that he was okay with it, given his proud identity as a redneck, but he just told me, "I think of you like my own son. You are mine, and I'm not getting rid of you that easily". This new insider knowledge made us even closer, causing all sorts of whispered conferences just out of mom's hearing, and private jokes - it wasn't that surprising that she packed up and took off one day. When my mom left, Bud made it clear to everyone, especially me, that he considered me his son and was planning on keeping me with him for the next couple of years until I was 18. I was so relieved that I wasn't going to be uprooted, or lose another parent, but he just hugged me and said, "I told you, I'm not getting rid of you that easily." Since he started working long hours to make up for the loss of the second income, I started picking up my mom's extra work around the house. It wasn't easy, because I kept fucking it up for one reason or another, but Bud was very quick to kindly correct me and get me back on track. He became more and more of a guiding hand over the the next two years, and I spent more and more time with him, because he made me feel good about myself, even though I kept screwing everything up. We talked about college sometimes, and I told him that even though my grades were good enough to go anywhere on a full ride, I wanted to go to the college in town so that I could live at home and take care of him. He agreed to the idea, saying, "I'm not getting rid of you that easily" and chuckling over that old joke. Then, my 18th birthday came around, and everything changed. I woke up the morning of my 18th birthday to a strange tickling sensation. I was startled to find Bud sitting on my bed, in just his jockeys and his ever-present trucker's cap. It was shocking because Bud had always stressed that my room was MY place, and he never entered without permission, until this morning. He was, as I said, sitting on my bed pretty close to naked (I was completely naked, as I had started sleeping that way every summer), and the tickling sensation was his middle finger, slick with lube, sliding back and forth up and down my ass crack. I was paralyzed by the bizarre nature of the situation, so when Bud put his other finger to his lips in the classic "Shh" signal, I obeyed. Then he slid his finger into my hole, and I had to let out a gasp. Even though I was 18, and had known I was gay since I was 16, I was still a virgin. This, ironically, had been advice from Bud - that you only get one first time, so make sure that it's special. So, Bud's probing digit was the first thing to ever enter my hole, and it wasn't the most pleasant intrusion. I tried to wiggle away, but he put a first grip on the leg closest to him and I was stuck. He figured out when he hit my prostate based on my reaction - my eyes got very wide, and I lost my breath. Then he pulled most of the way out and then slammed his finger into my teen G spot again...and again...and again. After three minutes of this, my dick decided it couldn't take anymore and I came, sobbing a little with the intensity of it. I was pretty sure at this point, because I knew with 100% certainty that Bud was straight, that this was a really vivid wet dream - like a birthday present from the universe. So when he reached out and scooped up my cum off my chest, and held it out to me on dripping fingers, I obediently opened my mouth and starting sucking his hand clean. I heard from his end of the bed the snap of a cap, and the pop of a Ziploc bag opening, but was so focused on doing a good job that I didn't pay attention until his fingers (this time middle and index) slid into me again. This time the intrusion burned more than before, and it staying warm even after the initial burn. In fact, by the time he was deep as my prostate again, my whole ass felt like it was smoldering. The shock from my prostate felt ten times better, and when he pulled all the way out, my ass had never felt so empty. The pop of the Ziploc again, and his fingers were back - this time the smoldering turned into a full-on blaze of lust. My ass needed to be filled, and stretched, and used. I was making little noises in the back of my throat, and when he pulled his fingers out of my hole again, they got louder. Bud smiled, and wiping his lubed fingers on his jockeys, he stood up and came to loom over me. I could see his enormous bulge straining at his briefs, and I remembered, as a kid, hearing my mom use the term 'monster cock', but the feeling from my ass was making it hard to focus on anything but how empty my ass was. He looked down at me and smiled, saying, "I've been waiting for this day for some time now, boy. I thought about it often enough, and almost jumped the gun a couple of times, but I realize that it is very important for your development that you understand that this is a choice, and that you are an adult, and aren't being manipulated or victimized, so that when you decide to embrace it, you know that it was your choice, okay?" My head was starting to spin, too much for me to really understand what he was saying, but I felt I had to acknowledge him somehow, so I grunted. He continued, "The choice is that you can either tell me to fuck off right now, and I'll leave and we'll forget this ever happened, or you can ask me to stay, but that means that you do everything, and I mean EVERYTHING that I say. It's your choice." My head was spinning even harder now, and I was desperate for some physical contact to hang on to, so I started groping blindly in his direction, which is how I grabbed hold of his cock. My mom was right - it was a monster. He laughed and pulled my hand off, holding me firmly by the wrist, saying, "I need to hear the words, boy - either go or stay." I focused as hard as I could and gasped out "stay" - whatever he had planned couldn't be worse than this isolated, horny, bizarre spinning feeling. Bud feigned confusion, "Sorry, couldn't quite catch that..." I was sobbing again, the feelings of lust and emptiness so strong within me, and so I sobbed out a much louder and definite "Please stay". When he chuckled, it froze my blood - I had never heard him sound so...well...evil was the best way to describe it. He shucked his underpants, and his monster cock sprung free. Then he pulled my chin so that I was looking directly into his eyes, and said, "You asked for it, faggot." Coming soon - part 2.

the rest stop is real, everything else is... I’m a senior in college, play baseball and am deeply closeted. For a few years, I’ve stopped at a rest stop near the airport for some under the stall fun, knowing I’m far away from anyone who’ll recognize me. On a few occasions, I’ve even gone to a truck with a trucker to suck him off in privacy. I’ve never gone further then sucking, even when some of the truckers have wanted my ass. Some have even offered me money, but I’ve been too scared. One Sunday afternoon, I was fooling around on a cruising/hook-up app when a message popped up. I looked at the picture and the guy had no face pic, but the body picture was nice. I opened the message and was kind of shocked by what it said. “That was a really hot blow job you gave me a couple nights ago.” I looked and reread the message again, shocked that a message this direct and revealing was coming to me. I responded back, “Think you got me mixed up with someone else.” Few minutes went by with no response, and I was thinking the guy had been too ashamed to respond. Finally, just as I had put the message aside, I got another notice of a message, from the same guy. Thinking it’d be a simple, “My bad” response I opened the message. The words in the message chilled me to the bone. “No, you stupid punk. You sucked my cock, in my truck at the rest stop on I-5, near the airport. We started under the stall, you in the middle one, me in the handicap stall.” I again read and reread the message, thinking to myself that I had sucked a guy off in his truck the other night, and it had started in the restroom. I had never had a public/anonymous hook-up find me online. I tried to play it off and replied back that he might have mistaken me for someone else. Few minutes later, another reply. “No boy, it was you. Gray sweater, Cal Bear logo front, hoody. Jeans and green running shoes. We went to my truck where you sucked my cock. You begged me to let you swallow my load. When I touched your ass, you shoved my hand away and said you don’t get fucked. Sound familiar yet? Or do you need to see your lips wrapped around my cock?” The fear jumped from a six to about 12 when he described exactly what had happened, down to the color of my shoes. What terrified me most was that he implied there was a picture of me sucking him. I responded back, “What the hell is going on?” Ten minutes of silence and I was in a panic. Finally he responded, “What’s going on is I want a piece of that hot boy ass you got or the video of you sucking me, begging for my load and swallowing it like it was the last drink you’d ever get accidentally pops on Xtube.” Immediately after the message came an image alert. I accepted the picture and I see my face, very clearly, with my lips wrapped around the cock. A second file comes through, this one of an audio file. My stomach turns to rock as I hear myself begging, “Give me your load. Let me swallow it.” I’m almost in tears, terrified of what this means. I respond back, “What do you want?” He replies, “I told you I want that ass of yours. I want those tight ass lips stretched around my cock. It’s your choice boy, your ass is mine either way.” I looked at his response and tried to figure out what I could do. After realizing there was no way out, I responded back. “When?” The response was immediate, like he knew he had me. “You’ll be at the rest stop tonight, 9:30 sharp. Wear a jockstrap. Go in the handicap stall. There will be a bag with a couple of items and instructions. Follow the instructions and wait for the next step. Remember, if you’re not there at 9:30, the video goes to Xtube and maybe your coach will get a copy of it also?" End part 1. let me know if you want part 2.

What do you think? Should we start an XTube link collection here with URLs linking to XTube videos featuring internal breeding? Whenever we come across a good video on XTube that fulfills these criteria we could post the link here. What do you think?

Adam had a pretty standard childhood until he was mid teens when his father died and his mother turned to the bottle. He tried to finish school but by time graduation rolled around he was busy working odd jobs for construction crews, a local tow operation and a landscaper and with failing grades and less than half the credits needed he dropped out. At 18 he was quite striking, blond haired, 6 feet tall, 195 lbs, with a strong build with an above average hairy body. He was known for his quick smile by most but soon it was his quick ass and massive log of a cock 9" uncut and over 6" around, that garnered him the most attention in his life. He never thought of himself as gay or even bisexual - but knew that his fantasies were far off the norm. He had found websites on each of his most taboo fantasies from Ass to Mouth all the way to Zoo he had jerked off to each and every subject - but still had only had sex with a few random 'slut' girls from his highschool days. That all changed shortly after his 18th birthday when he went out for a beer with one of the roofers from the latest house build he was working on. At this point he had no construction trades ticket so clean up and 'helper' were the best jobs he could land. The roofer seemed to have money to burn and Adam was eager to find out more about how he could land some of the big 'roof' money himself. Jason the roofer was close to 35 but looked like a MMA fighter, tight rope like muscles and more tats than any one man should have but with metal hanging from piercings all over his body. The beer turned into several which turned into a quick run through Wendy's drive-through and back to Jason's pad for more beer and maybe a line or two (his treat) and a few other party favours. A few hours later the 2 were ripped, stripped to their underwear due to the heat from their ongoing PNP and with the continual deep confessions Adam eventually let slip some of his jerk-off fantasies (nothing gay he kept telling Jason - honest!). Jason normalized it and even let a few of his own raunchy thoughts out - relaxing Adam more. Then an idea was born - the kind that can only be fleshed out and made real by the consumption of copious amounts of booze and comfort chems... Adam was almost a fucking virgin to sex... he had to try out each kinky act A to Z. Twenty minutes later Adam was attempting his first alphabetic fantasy. Anal How he got there will always be a blur but he knew he had always wanted something in his ass more than his finger and the few candles and carrots he had attempted to fuck himself with before this. Now he was on his hands and knees with Jason spraying WD40 onto his hole (cold and caused the chute to tighten) but then again his ass puckered at the fear (desire) of Jason's 7 thick cut and curved inches going into his ass. That and the massive prince albert ring that overshadowed his large cock head. and in case anyone is asking WTF is with WD40 - it was because that's all Jason had in the house at that moment (he didn't cook and had no lube) - plus he used it to jerkoff and loved the slide. Adam took the cock - pierced head and all - and knew in that moment that he was made to be filled with cock. He loved how the metal was cold at first deep inside him he felt the ring touch his 'soul' which he now knew existed and was deep inside his ass chute. There was no foreplay - no kissing - this was about Adam taking a cock Anal. On one back stroke Jason let out a disgusted grunt and pulled right out. Fuck Dude - look at the skid marks your leaving on my cock - he moved to Adams face to show him Adam looked at it and then up at Jason - waiting Ass to Mouth seemed to be said silently between them and Jason stepped closer and suddenly his cock was at Adams lips. Adam opened his mouth and leaned forward to devour the fat cock - pierced ring bouncing off his front teeth then molars. Jason moaned - oh fuck that's such a fucking PIG thing to do - Fuck dude you are one sick fucker... but then so am I. After 3 or four more sucks on his cock Jason pulled out and went back to the ass. You know your also ticking off B - Bareback is best because when you fuck raw you are marking that ass with your cum. Adam agreed - his head was floating his ass was sore but craving more of that good pain and he wanted Jason to keep fucking - yes Bareback was best. (compared to what? he had only fucked 2 chicks both raw cause they were on the pill - they said - and had never worn a condom) Jason started to moan more as he fucked Adam harder and somehow deeper than he had earlier. Adam new from the faster breathing that Jason was close so he started to jerk his own cock with one hand using his other to hold himself up under the increased force of Jason's thrusts. Tell me you want me to cum inside you - say it! Jason barked at Adam Yes - God yes cum inside me - drown me with your cum. Adam said the words like it was something he had rehearsed for years - not like someone who had never before this day had so much as a jerkoff session with another guy You tell anyone and I will fuckin kill you understand? Jason said as he fucked faster and faster But your gonna be my cum dump bitch aren't you? Say it - he was slamming so hard Adam lost his balance and was face first slammed into the mattress. SAY IT! YES! YES! I am your cum dump I will never tell anyone I swear just use me Uhhhgggg - Adam started to shoot his load below him into his hand and the mattress - and at that moment he felt the cock in his ass pump up even more and he knew he was being bred. Jason unloaded deep and held it there - dropping his full weight onto Adams back. Adams cock continued to throb and pulse as it pushed out the last drops of cum into the bed beneath them both. Eventually Adam stirred and raised up slipping his cock out - the ring making a pop sound as it emerged. Bit of blood - bit of shit - a lot of cum - not bad Jason said as he stood up beside the bed to check his reducing fuck stick. Adam spun around and started to eagerly suck on it - tasting the tang of shit the saltiness of the cum and the copper taste of the bit of blood marked along the length of the softening rod. 30 minutes later they were back on the couch having done another line each - drank a few shots of tequila and talked about plans for Adam to help out with some roofing. Cant pay you more than helper wages but we can find some extra cash for you on the side - I have some friends that will be very eager to help you with your alphabet. Fuck Yes Please Adam all but gushed. A, Anal (and ass to mouth) B, Bareback (and breeding) C, Cum Dump - I may need to try these all again, but let's get onto D! More to cum? Hope you like this tale - lets say it is ALL fiction ok?

1. The Pary I slipped back into the booth setting my beer down on the round table as I did so and nodded to the booth’s other occupant. I had never been too keen on gay bars but it was my roommate’s birthday so he had gotten to pick the bar. It was still early in the night, the bar was still quiet, a person could actually hear himself speak, and so far only one of my roommate’s other friends had shown up. Austin, my roommate had gone off to the bathroom while I went to the bar to grab myself another beer, which now left me alone with his friend Rick. Rick was a bit older then I was maybe twenty-six, or twenty-seven, to my twenty-four. He was tall and powerfully built, with broad shoulders and thick muscular arms. His strong square pecs were clearly visible through his black v-neck t-shirt, and this thick growth of dark black hair sprouted up around the base of his neck. He was just the sort of guy that I normally go for, a total man’s man, if there was such a thing any more. I myself was a little shorter then he, with sandy blond hair, and a tight runner’s body that I worked hard to maintain. Around my sophomore year of college I had started to get a bit hairy, and now a year after graduation I was quite proud of the broad swath of light brown hair that grew across my chest and stomach; however I was now where near as hairy as Rick promised to be. “How long have you known Austin,” Rick said, in a deep voice, shifting round the booth a bit to get closer to me. “We met freshmen year of college, we lived across the hall from each other actually.” “And now you’re roommates? Or something more?” “No, just roommates. There’s never been anything like that between us,” I said truthfully. Austin and I had become friends living in the dorms at Northwestern and then roommates when we both moved off campus our junior years. It had seemed logical after graduation when we both got jobs in Chicago to continue the arrangement and get a place together in the city. Our two-bedroom Wrigleyville apartment was small and a bit cramped but we had found a place in a pretty good part of the neighborhood and sometimes the sun even shown through my window in the morning. “What about you,” I asked, “how do you know Austin?” “I met him a year ago, just after he moved to the city…well actually, right here,” he gestured to the bar around him, “been fucking the shit out of him since.” I was a little taken aback and just blinked at Rick. I had never really been comfortable discussing my own sex life, and I was most certainly uncomfortable discussing my roommate and best friend’s sex life. “Excuse me,” I stammered. “Yeah, I’ve probably wrecked that boy’s hot ass once a week sense we met. Except for when he plows me with that donkey dick of his.” The way that he said that sounded like he assumed that I had first hand experience with Austin’s donkey dick. Just then Austin came back followed by two girls and a couple more guys. The night suddenly took off from there, drinks were ordered all around and many shots started appearing at the table. Eventually the bar filled up and everyone ended up on the writhing mess that made up the dance floor. Austin, having drank more then his skinny little twink frame could handle, and possibly more then I had ever seen him drink before, had lost all of his inhibitions and was grinding his ass unapologetically on Rick’s crotch. Amongst the mess of sweaty gyrating bodies I was the only one who noticed the pair. My gaze was drawn to them as I watched my normally quiet and demure roommate grind his ass hungrily onto this big hulk of a man’s crotch. More drinks were had, and more dancing, Austin kept pace but was fading fast. As it drew close to closing time he had devolved into a sweaty, sloppy, drunken mess. When the lights came on and the bar started to clear out, I scooped Austin up from the booth he had half sat half fallen into for the past ten minutes and started to guide him towards the door. Several of his friends asked if I needed help with him, I assured them I was fine and started to steer him towards home. Just as I got to the corner and started to push Austin towards the L station, Rick caught up with us and slipped Austin’s other arm around his shoulder taking some of the, what was quickly becoming, dead weight that was my roommate. “Looked like you could use a hand,” he remarked. Again I assured him that I was fine, but Rick wasn’t taking no for an answer. He helped me get Austin onto the train, rode the two stops to our apartment and then helped me shove him up the steps to our door. Once we had pored him into his bed, rolled him onto his side, stuffed a pillow under his head, and closed the door, Rick finally broke the silence that had fallen between us. “You’re a good friend, taking care of him like that.” “Thanks,” I said, “and thanks for your help. He would have been a lot to handle on my own once he passed out on the train.” “No problem,” he smiled a broad toothy smile. “Do you want a glass of water or something?” I asked. “Yeah that would be great, those damn clubs are always so hot. I’m always so sweaty and hot afterwards.” I laughed and turned to the little kitchen area just off the living room. I filled two glasses of water from the pitcher in the fridge and turned back to face Rick. He had pulled off his black v-neck shirt and now stood bare chested facing me. His broad square pecs looked even more impressive then I had guessed they would through his shirt. Covered in a thick dark forest of hair they each sported a warm pink nipple the left one adorned with a single silver bar through it. He didn’t have a six pack but rather the single broad powerful patch of muscle that came from manual labor not a gym. A deep v of muscle framed the dense, dark, almost black, treasure trail that vanished into his low slung dark jeans. My cock twitched. His skin still glistened with sweat slightly. I felt my mouth go a little dry. He smiled that big toothy grin at me again. I handed him the water silently, his fingers brushing against mine as he took the water. “Too bad Austin got so drunk tonight,” he said the smile faltering a little. “Why is that,” I asked. “Well I’ve been saving up this birthday present for him all week,” he said, something new creeping into his sparkling brown eyes, “but I guess I’ll just have to give it to someone else.” “Could always wait till tomorrow,” I laughed, feeling a little nervous now. “Can’t wait that long, I’ve been saving this up all week, it’s now or never,” he took a step closer and as I leaned back to keep the distance between us equal I felt the kitchen counter firm behind my back. I laughed nervously again, as he stepped just a little bit closer. “So what is this present that Austin’s going to miss out on now,” I asked, guessing that I probably already knew the answer. “What do you think it is?” he asked, the hand not holding his glass of water now drifting to his crotch. “Dunno,” I said quietly trying to keep my eyes on his face. “A big hot six day load from my big, fat, beer can cock shot right up your roommate's cunt," he answered in a whisper. He was now only a foot away from me, and I heard him set his glass down on the counter with a clink. “But,” he continued, leaning in a little bit more his mouth getting closer to mine, “I guess I could always find some slut on Grindr to give it too. Unless,” he paused, his mouth now only an inch from mine, “There was a hot bottom boy right in front of me I could give this gift to.” With that he finally closed the gap, his mouth pressing hard to mine. I resisted for a moment, but when the hand that had been holding his water came to rest on the small of my back pulling me tight to his hairy slightly sweaty body, I melted. My lips parted and I let his tongue slip into my mouth, wrestling with my own. His hands slid over my body, slipping under my shirt, running up and down my back. He broke the kiss only to quickly pull my shirt off over my head. With my shirt now gone his hands slid down my back till the rested on my ass. He kneaded at the meaty flesh, and pulled away to say, “Damn you’ve got a hot ass. How the hell has Austin been able to resist this for so long?” “I always thought Austin was, like me, a total bottom,” I replied, a bit breathlessly. “With a cock like his that would be a fucking crime. Now get on your knees and get my cock out. I wanna see it down your throat before I stuff it up your ass.” He spun us around so that he was now the one with his back against the counter and I immediately fell to my knees. Normally I am not a hook up sort of person, but Rick was so fucking hot, between his amazing body, the slight stench of sweat that clung to him, his brick demanding manor, and the considerable amount of beer I had had I never once thought of saying no to him. I fumbled for a moment with his button fly but soon had his pants around his ankles. He wore no underwear, so I was face to face with Rick’s self proclaimed “big, fat, beer can cock.” He had not been exaggerating. It was like being face to face with a flesh colored can of Guinness. The massive, heavily veined, organ sprouted from a dense patch of black pubes and sported two almost absurdly low hanging swollen balls beneath it. Without being told to I stretched my mouth widely and too the bulbous mushroom head in my mouth. I worked as much as I could into my mouth, slobbering all over the shaft as I did so. I put my hands on his strong hips trying to pull myself forward. His hands soon came to rest of the back of my head pressing me into him, forcing more of his cock down my throat. Precum began to ooze from his cock, filling my mouth, and dripping out the corners of my lips along with my own spit and he started to face-fuck me. Rick groaned in pleasure as my throat worked his cock, and my own cock strained against my pants. Though I never would admit it I loved rough sex, I loved being used, and this big hunk of a man was doing just that. After I don’t know how long, he stopped and pulled his cock from my mouth. He dragged me to my feet and kissed me before saying, “Strip.” I shucked the last of my clothing, and stood naked before him, my own modest six and a half inch cock shinny with precum. He kissed me again and then said something that surprised me, “Sit on my face, I wanna work your hole open before I fill you with my fat cock.” I stepped back and he lay down on the floor right out side of the door to where Austin slept. At this point I didn’t care and as soon as he was down I knelt down over him putting my ass right on his face. As his tongue found my hole I bent forward and did my best to swallow his cock again. Rick clearly took pleasure from eating ass and as his tongue danced around my hole I felt myself opening up to him, my sphincter relaxing far quicker then it normally did. Relaxing my hole wasn’t enough for him and he pressed his tongue into me, occasionally slipping a finger in too. I was moaning around his cock, groaning desperately as waves of pleasure crashed over me. It was a good thing that Austin was completely passed out cause there was no way he would have slept through my desperate whimperings and moanings of pleasure as Rick lapped at my hole. Finally I couldn’t take any more of it and I pulled my mouth off of his cock, quickly turning around so that I was now straddling his hips. I kissed him hard on the mouth, rocking my hips back and forth I felt his spit-slicked cock sliding up and down my equally slick crack. When I had spun around I had intended to get him into my room, into my bed, quickly get a condom on his cock and stuff his fat tool deep inside of me, but when I felt his mushroom head make contact with my well loosened hole, I did something that I never do out of a relationship. I pressed back with my hips, pushing my ass onto his cock, Rick locked eyes with me and shifted his pelvis forward a little bit. The head of his cock began to work its way inside of me, stretching me wider and wider as it entered. The thought of stopping seemed impossible, plus he had basically told me that he was going to be dumping a load in Austin tonight, and Austin would mess around with someone who wasn’t safe. I moaned loudly, my eyes rolling into the back of my head as his cock sank deeper and deeper into me. When I finally felt his pubes on my taint I felt more full then I had ever before. Rick smiled that same toothy smile and started to rock his hips, fucking his cock into me slowly as I got use to the size of his cock. I felt like he was pulling my intestines out with his cock each time he retreated and punching them back in again with each inward thrust. He pulled me to him and started to kiss me deeply again. Somehow he managed to flip us both over, his arms tight around me, his cock never leaving my hole, so that I was now on my back and he was between my wide spread legs. The gentle fucking was over now. Rick from his new position shifted my legs to his shoulders and left forward essentially bending me in half, and then began to hammer away at my hole. This was how I loved to be fucked, on my back like a whore, taking cock deep and hard. Rick seemed to understand that without my having to explain it to him. He whispered “I’m gonna wreck your hole boy and then give you my gift. You want it boy?” “Yes,” I panted, sweat springing up on my face, “Give me Austin’s birthday present.” He completed my hole, telling me how it fit his fat cock like a warm glove. I could feel myself becoming loose around him, and I squeezed my ass tighter working his cock with my sphincter. I honestly have no idea how long he fucked me on the floor that night, all that I knew is that when he finally growled, “Here comes your present slut,” I had become sweaty, sloppy, mess, begging Rick to use my hole. Rick slammed into me one last time, bottoming out completely and causing me to yelp, as he said, “Take my fucking load bitch!” I felt his cock twitching in my hole and I knew that he was flooding me with six days worth of built-up cum. I moaned and felt my own cock twitch as I shot a load all over my self without even touching my cock. We stayed like that for a long moment, laying there with his cock still buried deep in my now cum filled hole, in a sweaty heap, before finally Rick said, “Damn, you’ve got a better ass even then Austin. I’m gonna have to start breeding your hole regularly.” I laughed, “Why don’t we go crash in my bed for a while. If you’re up for it in the morning we can go for round two.” “Sure thing,” he flashed that toothy grin again and pulled his cock slowly from my hole. I clenched tight as he withdrew trying to keep the massive amount of cum he had shot inside me. I mostly succeeded and I showed him to my room with just a thin trickle of cum running down my leg. Rick walked closely behind me, kissing my neck as we walked, his cock quickly rising to full mast again. By the time we got to the bed he had slipped his cock back into me and was slow fucking my wrecked hole. We did sleep that night but not much, by the time we passed out around seven in the morning I had two more loads in my ass. Together we fell asleep in my bed, Rick’s cock just inches from my well-used hole, the door to my room left wide open in our drunken horniness.

For as long as I can remember, my hormones have had more control over me than anything else. And when they kick into high gear, there is no denying that I need sex. Times like these, a trip to the bathhouse is definitely in order. A casual hook-up will not do the trick when I'm this hot -I need to feel like a whore. After checking in and getting a room, I stripped and did a round to check out who was on hand. Lucky for me the place was busy enough and in no time I had a sexy Daddy-type checking me out. He came over, looked me deep in the eyes and said, "I know what you need," in a deep and sexy voice. "You got a room?" I nodded and he grabbed my hand and led the way out. Neither of us was into wasting time. I'd already prepared my ass for some major action and was lubed and good to go, so once in my room, he bent me over the small bed and slid his very nice dick into my hungry hole. His dick felt perfect in my ass -long enough to feel it, and thick enough to give me that stretch that I ache for. He eased in balls deep on the first go, and then gave his hips a couple of ruts to smack my butt cheeks, and then hauled back and began to pump me. We stayed in this position for a while, 10 or 15 minutes, with his hands on my hips, pulling me back and impaling me onto his meaty shaft. I loved hearing the smack, smack, smack of our bodies colliding, and feeling my buns ripple with every impact. He suddenly pulled out of my now loose hole, making a wet popping sound from the abrupt retreat, and told me to get on my back. He knelt over me and lifted my ankles to his shoulders, then shoved forward and entered me again. He was working up a really good sweat and I was loving every second of it. I get extra hot when the guy who is fucking me gets to sweating like a pig, dripping all over me, and huffing and puffing. After another 15 minutes like this he said he was going to cum and pulled his hips back, his dick falling out of me, and let my legs fall to his sides. There had been no discussion before this fuck, but I assumed that since I hadn't questioned condom use he would know that I wanted his load up my ass. I reached down and positioned his dick at my hole again and managed to wiggle myself until I had a couple of inches back into me. He looked down at me with a worried expression on his handsome face. "I can't . . . I'm poz," he said regretfully. I must admit that I never considered myself a chaser. Sure, I've gotten hot watching poz videos online and reading the stories. But I was not entirely sure if it was something that I would go after. Until now. I felt a surge inside of me, a rush of adrenaline, and a hunger that didn't originate in my stomach. I scissored my long legs behind his back, locking my ankles against his butt, and pulled him deeper into me. "Undetectable?" I asked. "Toxic," he replied, now looking into my eyes. The rush inside me grew even stronger, and I heaved my hips off of the bed and lunged further towards him, taking his entire dick into me now. "I want your cum in me," I said in a breathy voice. "You're poz?" he asked me. I just shook my head 'no' in response. "You sure you want this?" I tightened my grip around his waist and he got the message. His entire expression changed, and I saw the hunger that I was feeling mirrored in his face. "Fuck, you are so hot," he growled, leaning down to rest his upper body weight on his hands, hovering over me and slamming his dick into me over and over again. "I'm going to pump you so full of my toxic baby juice . . . you're gonna get pregnant tonight," he said, now wearing a very happy grin while he continued to pound me. Knowing that he was going to give me the gift of his virus seemed to spur him on, and he fucked me like I've never been fucked before. Deep and hard. One of those fucks that is all-consuming. We were so engrossed in each other that the crowd that had formed at the door didn't distract us for even a second. "You ready for it? You ready for me to knock you up?" he asked. "Fuck yes! Breed me! Give me your poz load!" I yelled so that everyone could hear. "I'm gonna charge you up! Fuuuuck!" he yelled, and I could feel his dick swelling, and I could also feel his dick spray painting my guts with his viral load. He was panting and drenched in sweat, and lay entirely on top of me while his balls emptied their seed into me. When he finally came down enough, he lifted his head and kissed me sweetly on the mouth. "That was amazing. I can't remember the last time I blew my load inside a hot ass. I hope you're ready for this." "It's my decision and I'm happy that I finally made it," I told him confidently, just in case I had to erase any doubt or guilt that might be creeping up on him. He finally shoved his weight up and off of me and eased his now softened cock out of my loose hole. "In that case, why don't we make sure that you get good and knocked up tonight" he said. More to come?

POZ Exam with my Boy My boy and I had tried monogamy, and we had both failed miserably. Whenever one of us had a business trip, we both tripped up. Somehow, I wound up on the bottom of a pile of guys in a hotel room, with at least three loads in my ass. My boy had taken loads at least four times in my absence... He thought at least of those guys was POZ. I couldn't fault him for wanting the guy's load, especially after I had taken one or two questionable loads myself... After a few weeks, neither of us seemed to have come down with the fuck flu, but it bothered me that we didn't really know our status. We decided to go get tested. Happily, my job had good benefits, and we were both able to schedule a physical exam to get tested for everything. We even got to choose our Doctor. From their photos on the hospital website, we picked the hunkiest of them all and got appointments back to back. I went first. Doctor Sizemore was a hottie, at least six foot two tall, wide shoulders, broad pecs, cropped blond hair, a smile full of perfect teeth, and looked like a full swaying package in his khakis. He wore an unbuttoned white coat over an almost-translucent shirt revealing his hairy chest. I stuttered as I answered his questions about general health and sexual history. He asked me how many sex partners I had had. I chuckled and said, 'Too many to count.” He said, “Try me,” and I flirted back a little, “Boy, would I,” and licked my lips a bit. He smirked and continued with the questions. He asked if I had any STDs, and I told him, “No. Not yet.” He leaned forward and put his manpaw on my leg saying, “Well, I'll be here for you either way.” Was he coming onto me, or was I just thinking dirty? He asked if I had any more concerns, and I told him that I wanted to be tested, and he excused himself, calling in his nurse to draw some blood. The nurse was adorable. Maybe five foot ten, olive skin, green eyes, and perfect swept dark hair. He could have been Superman's latin cousin. He took my blood and made small talk. He asked me if I had come alone. I told him no, that my boyfriend was in the waiting room. He remarked that I was lucky to have such a hot boy. I thanked him and told him he was pretty hot himself. He said he'd like to see more of both of us. I was turned on, but surprised to see such a frank and hot medical team! I wrapped everything up, and patted my boy's ass as he entered the exam room. I waited for him in the reception room as the hot nurse clicked away on his phone. I thought I would log onto one of those dating apps and see who was online, I laughed out loud when I saw the nurse's profile, fifteen feet away from me! He messaged me and told me he and my boy had made friends already. Knowing my boy, I wondered if he'd already blown the nurse. I read the details of his profile and saw that he was advertising as POZ, open to POZ and POZ-friendly. We chatted for a few minutes courtesy of the phone app, and then he excused himself to go in and do some blood work for my boy. The doctor came out of the exam room as the nurse entered. I could tell he was semi-hard and there was a dark spot on his crotch. I wondered if he had been turned on listening to my boy's exploits. He walked back into his office and I kept trolling the dating app just to see who else was out there. Seconds later, his own profile popped up! Doctor Sizemore's face was only partially visible, but I knew it was him. His pic was shirtless and hot. He messaged me and told me what a small world it was. A few minutes later, the intercom on the reception desk rang, and Doctor Sizemore reappeared to answer it. The nurse had summoned him back into the exam room, right away. He winked at me as he entered. I heard muffled speech and movement, but couldn't quite tell what was going on. I was worried that my boy had fainted during the blood draw... I got messages second apart from Doctor Sizemore and the nurse on the phone app. Both asked me to come to the exam room right away. And both attached blurry pics. I got up and ran into the room before I really looked at them. When I opened the door, I saw my boy on his back on the exam table, with his legs up in the air, and the nurse's raw POZ cock slamming into my boy's ass. Doctor Sizemore was perched on the edge of the table with his hand on the nurse's ass, guiding the nurse's cock into my boy's upturned ass. To be continued...

It was NYE and I went bars hopping with friends. After few bars, many drinks, I was buzzed and while I was dancing, one guy bumped me from behind. It was very crowded, not surprised if someone bumps the other and i didnt even look back. When the lights dimmed, i felt his hand around my waist and pulling me to him and felt beard on my neck and cheek, he asked "do you want to get fucked? dont look, if interested, come to my truck ..." he gave me the location and his license plate. yes, im buzzed but it's a personalized plate and i can remember it. I have done anon but never in this situation. my heart was pounding and i got really horny and yet a bit nervous. I took another drink and walked out to find him. Sure enough, there's a truck with the plate he mentioned. i hopped in the back of the truck. He's a construction guy, based on the hats and tools in the truck. Wasting no time, we started kissing and exploring each other's body. When my hand reached under his tee, i pretty much give in. he's hairy from chest to belly and i have weakness for hairy men. He asked if I like his hairy body, i told him i will do anything for him. He smiled and asked "anything? so you will do whatever I tell you and take whatever I give you?" I nodded. We continue to kiss and touch until my mouth was eargerly suck on his cock. It's semi hard and i sucked it and wanted to make it fully hard as my mind has already gone far ahead...when I focus on making his cock hard, i felt a stream of warm water in my mouth, guzzing in and my reaction was to swallow whatever he gave. When it's done, im full lol i wondered if he even went to the rest room at all. Anyhow, his cock start to swell harder. He pulled out and positioned my ass and rub his wet cock covered with my saliva on my ass, rub and poke on the hole and the cock head slid in and he pulled out. I told him I have condom that I took from the bar, it's in my pants. He said, let me play with your hole, make it wet and ready. i let his head dipped in and out while making out with him. It sure went in slowly and without paying attention, i felt his hairy chest rubbing on my back while kissing my neck. i blurted "fuck me"... He said "I'm inside you, feels good". I just realized and asked if he wear condom. He said he's clean and he will pull out to shoot on my back. We both took couple hits of poppers, he held my ass and start pounding hard from the side. Good stamina with constant pounding, his cock massaging my prostate has given me this sensation on my cock that i felt like im going t piss but i shoot instead of piss. He moan with me, he cum in my ass. Hot and rare encounter. I will go to NYE bars hopping from now on, who knows what's next.

Damn wish I could get pozzed at a testing center.

So to pick up where I left off: my friend and his roommate were sitting side by side on the sofa as I alternately worked both their cocks with my mouth. Their loads dripped from my hole as I did so, leaving a cummy trail down my balls before dripping onto the floor. After about 15 minutes of gentle sucking and prodding, my host's cock started to harden again. The noises he made told me he wanted more, so I took his cock balls-deep down my throat. He got rock hard almost instantly, and without missing a beat I stood up, turned around, and straddled him as I lowered my ass onto his cock. I was overcome with a wave of horniness, and in one thrust I took his entire shaft deep inside my still-dripping hole. I held myself still above my host as he began thrusting up to fuck me. His roommate watched for a few minutes while I stroked his cock with my right hand, and I felt him growing harder, too. Without a word he stood up and positioned his cock at my mouth. I moved my lips toward it but he backed away. I wasn't sure what he wanted until he grabbed my head on both sides and pulled me toward him. I opened my mouth to take that beautiful 9x6 hog into my throat, and he didn't let up until it was firmly lodged there. I couldn't breathe, but he didn't care. He thrust his cock in and out of my throat as I gasped and gagged. My host didn't care either. My hole was a plaything for him, nothing more. After a few minutes, my host suggested that they switch. His roommate agreed at once, eager to watch me taste their cum, and my own ass on my host's cock. They spun me around and forced me to my knees, and it was my host's turn to force my mouth down onto his hard shaft. At the same moment that the tip of his cock hit the back of my throat, his roommate was inside me in one fluid motion. I was stuffed at both ends, and I was in hog heaven! I still held onto my brown bottle, and I paused every so often to take a hit. It felt amazing to have two cocks working me over like that, and I felt myself getting hard. That has never happened to me before when bottoming, but before I knew it, I was shooting my own wad on the floor between my knees. "He came!" shouted my host. Without a word his roommate grabbed my hair and lifted my head off my host's cock, and forced my face to the floor just above the puddle I had left. "Clean it up," he said, and with his cock still skewering my hole I proceeded to lap up every drop. My hair was grabbed again and once more I was forced down on my host's cock, as his roommate continued his assault on my hole. Before long, my host's cock went rigid, and without a sound he began pumping another load down my throat. He collapsed back into the sofa and I collapsed on his lap as his roommate kept up his pace. Then after a few more minutes, he too went rigid, and I took my third load in my ass. By then all three of us were exhausted. Part of me wanted to see if I could get one or both of them hard again, but when I looked at the clock I realized we had been at it for over an hour non-stop. I collected myself, got dressed, and drove home in a puddle of cum dripping out of my wrecked ass and into my underwear.

I dont like minors at all, even when a see some teen in a bathroom, I prefer go out, and dont go to places who recieves minors.

I have a couple new ideas for these characters, lemme know if you guys want more

Keep going. I love this adventure.

Definitely good stuff! I'm drooling (in a couple of places) in anticipation of the next post!

After 10 days with my family in London for Christmas I was busting to get fucked. I made up for it over the last three days. On Saturday 2 I went to one of my favourite sex clubs here in Paris called Mensch. Spotted four of my regular fuck buddies. Went downstairs into the basement backroom and waited for them to load my ass with cum. After 4 hours of playing the pig, I left with seven loads leaking out of my hole. The cycle ride home felt good on my bruised hole. Sunday afternoon I went to my other favourite sexclub Secteur X and met a big older rubber daddy. Bent over to suck his tits and cock and felt a cock in my ass. Then he spun me round, licked out the cum and stuck his cock in me. He came and then filled my with piss. Only stayed for 3 hours and got two more loads and very sore tits. Last night I saw my master. He has a thick 10 inch cock, big nipples like me and is one of the best kissers I know. After initial kissing, licking and sucking along with he help of a few joints and lines of coke he worked over my cunt filling me full after a 2 hour session. Not bad after 10 days of abstinence. Paris is full of hot fuckers ready to breed a dirty cunt

It was a lousy year only took 115 loads in hole not great...but i'm not 30 anymore either -life gets in the way....

Just finished my breeding records for 2015 and the final results are: 184 anal loads taken + 9 oral loads taken =192 loads taken 92 anal loads given + 20 oral loads given = 112 loads given Excited to see what my 2016 results will be!

Lil’John Gets What He Needs: My ass was burning from Ripper’s drano-styled AIDs cum and brutal fuck as well as whatever else Chester, Brucie, and the other guys who had fucked me that morning had put in my ass with their nutt. Fucking never mind Giovanni and his ‘AIDs-cum-dump-lube’ that scalded the lining of my guts out. Booker was hearing no complaining from me though as he hurried me along so we could get to the next stop on my whore tour – the Central Mission Soup Kitchen. I groaned as I sat on the bed and started to pull my pants up and Booker coughed out a lung full of cigarette smoke as he started laughing at me, “Fuck, what sort of slut are you? All achey and moaney already? Jesus Christ, you just wait. OK, you better peel of some bills and put them in your pocket. No I don’t know how fucking much and give me your ATM card and I’ll hold it for safe keeping. We’ll stop at one on the way back so you can replenish. Oh and better let me set your suitcase in my room. One way or the other that white ass is going to be dicked down all night too and you can’t trust these fuckers, so we’ll make sure your shit doesn’t get snagged. You ready? Come on, Lil’John’s waiting.” My ass clenched, relaxed, and some cum dribbled out as my body reacted to the thought of even more dick. Frankly I was pretty damn happy with how the trip had gone so far. I mean hell, I had taken several loads in my ass and some cum in my guts and it was barely noon. To top it all off, it was all – or mostly all – dirty cum full of AIDs and fuck knows what else. Damn I loved chasing the bug and I wanted more! The bite of the cold air was a slap in the face as Booker and I stepped out of the hotel. It might have been sunny out, but was cold as a witch’s tit. I tried asking Booker about Lil’John and where we were going, but he just flipped the collar up on his coat, hunched his shoulders against the chill wind and walked a little faster down the sidewalk. I hoped it was not far. Sadly we passed a number of folks there on Skid Row who had it far worse than I did and I had to face the guilt I felt for thinking a couple of them I saw might be great, nasty fucks. I didn’t want to take advantage of their bad situation, yet maybe I could help them a little and they could me? A few blocks later we crossed a street and turned right alongside an old, red brick church that had a black, mostly fallen down metal fence that ran the length of it. At the back of the church we turned left into an alley and walked past a line of men who were trying to keep themselves warm in the line outside the soup kitchen door. Booker continued down the alley a bit further, took a right in the next alley, past a couple of trucks, and then opened a door and walked inside a brick building. The warmth was a welcome relief and I could hear the sounds of a busy workplace as the soup kitchen got ready for their lunchtime service. I followed Booker as he made his way through the storage and prep areas and into the swarming mass of people in aprons and little white hats who were busy with the final preparations for the upcoming meal. Booker left me standing on the edge of the swarm as he went off to find my next breeder. I plucked at the back of my jeans where some cum had leaked out and made a cold spot. I then looked around at the kitchen and was amazed at how much food they seemed to be able to prepare in a fairly small place. I then noticed a few of the men who were my type and immediately started thinking nasty thoughts and wondering if they had nice dicks. Damn! There’s that guilt again. I should be thinking about what a nice thing it is they are doing for people in need, not my own selfish wants and desires – oh hell. My ass and pig soul clearly had other intentions. My fantasy thoughts were interrupted as a voice rang through the back, “COME ON FOLKS. LOOK ALIVE LOOK ALIVE. GET THAT CHOW ON THE LINE AND FINISH THE WORK OUT FRONT, COME ON NOW. OUR PEOPLE OUR WAITING AND IF YOU HAVEN’T NOTICED IT IS FUCKING COLD OUT SO WHAT’S THE PROBLEM?” The voice had gotten closer during this short tirade and so had Booker who was weaving in and out of the harried soup kitchen staff making his way back to me. I started to ask him a question when he stepped aside and like a showgirl on the Price is Right waved with his right hand towards the gentleman standing behind him and said, “This is Lil’John.” OMG! No way. I almost laughed in his face. OK, you know how nicknames are usually a pun or the opposite of what someone really is? Well in my mind I had pictured Lil’John as being about 6 foot 5 and 250 pounds or something. Not this time. Lil’John was little. I mean tiny. Short. And there was no fucking way his dick was 11.5 inches! I gave him a wary look as Lil’John stepped forward, grabbed my hand in a vise-grip shake, and said in a low voice, “So, you’re the white muff that’s going to milk my Rican dick for me? Hmm… yeah you got a nice phat ass on you. You two go on back to my office. Let me get the food line rolling, and I’ll be back in a minute.” I rubbed my hand as he let go and took off, the sea of kitchen workers parting to let him through. I turned to Booker and asked, “Too funny. Is Robin Hood showing up next?” Booker elbowed me with a look on his face that told me to shut the fuck up, but I still thought it was funny and chuckled a bit. We made our way down a couple of halls and were stopped part way by a potbellied older guy who knew Booker. They exchanged some quiet words, the guy grabbed at my ass and practically drooled on me as he said, “I got a nice chunk of meat for you.” Booker shook his head, pushed him back and nodded, and we continued on to Lil’John’s office. The office was spotless, sparse, and warm. Booker pointed to a large flag hanging on the wall. “That’s a Marine flag. Lil’John served two tours in Helmand, Afghanistan. Spunky fucker is a dangerous little shit. Good guy for sure. He’s done a lot to get this place set right since he came here.” I had stepped over and was looking at a frame full of medals and other commendations when a voice from the doorway said, “Thank you, I appreciate that.” Booker and I both turned to see Lil’John as he stepped in, closed the office door, locked it, and started to peal off his clothes. Lil’John continued, “I love my work. I love my country. I serve them both well. Lunch is under way so I’m not needed for the next hour or so. My folks have it under control. I think it’s time to skip right to desert and I’m in the mood for some vanilla cake.” With speed and efficiency Lil’John got buck-ass naked, and his clothes were folded and piled neatly in a chair to the side. He grinned at me as he stroked his dick twice, slapped it a couple times, and then smiled as my eyes got big watching his Rican dick grow and expand. Fuck! It looked like he should fall over with that big thing hanging off him like that. The Marine in him came out as he ordered, “Get those clothes off,” and then turned to Booker and said, “You know I’m a freak and like to be watched. Stick around and keep that cell of yours handy. I plan to give you some good money shots of this muff turning inside out.” Lil’John then walked over to one of the windows, yanked on the cord and pulled up the mini-blinds. He did this twice more, flooding the room with light and creating a peep show for anyone in the buildings across the street who cared to watch. He then walked over to me, roughly pulled me against his body, and began chewing on my nipples. I squirmed and grimaced as he bit my nipples hard, then he stopped, reached up and twisted and tweaked them and clearly enjoyed making me squirm. Lil’John laughed at my discomfort and said, “I have a hard time finding a nympho who can take my Rican cannon. I keep getting told I fuck too long, too hard, too rough. Not today, no, not today. Got a nice white, dirty onion ass right here all wet up.” He paused as he stepped over to his desk, opened a drawer, then pulled out a day-glow-green rubber ring that he slid down his shaft and snapped it around the base. His dick immediately got a little darker, stiffer, and harder and he smiled as I looked at the one-eyed monster. He then demanded, “GET ON YOUR FUCKING KNEES AND SUCK IT – YEAH CHOKE ON MY SHIT – GAG FOR ME FAG BOY – OPEN THAT THROAT UP – HA HA NO YOU DON’T NEED TO BREATHE TO SUCK DICK – YOU GETTING PICTURES OF THIS MAN? PINK LIPS STRETCHED ON MY RICAN SHAFT, TASTING MY RIPE UNCUT DICK. GIVE YOU SOME RANK OLD PENIS BREATH. HA! TASTE MY DICK DROOL YET? I CAN’T HEAR YOU? WHAT’S THAT? YOUR MOUTH FULL? HA!” Snot was running out of my nose, spit and gut juice spread down my chin and onto my chest in thick strands and Lil’John banged my throat. “GOOD BOY. SUCK DADDY. YEAH GOT MY FUTURE-EX-WIFE RIGHT HERE. FUCKING GOOD COCK SUCKER.” I was light headed and felt like the room was spinning as Lil’John held me in a vice grip and forced his dick inside my throat. He then began pulling it back and pushing in hard, pulling back and pushing in, scraping my tonsils and throat walls, forcing my gag reflex to retreat. When I felt like I was going to pass out he withdrew all the way, bent forward a little, looked me in the eyes and said, “Spit in my hand.” It took me a second to register and to get my mouth and throat to work right, but I did. “Again,” he said. This time he smiled, held his hand up to Booker who’s phone took a couple shots, then Lil’John held his down to me and said, “GOT THAT THROAT BLOODY AND RAW. LICK IT UP. GOOD BITCH. NOW GET ON YOUR HANDS AND KNEES SUCK ON HIS DICK WHILE I MAKE YOUR MUFF MATCH AND GIVE YOU A PAIR OF HOLES PERFECT FOR SEEDING.” Booker clearly liked what he had been watching as his warty dick was slick with precum as he sat down in a chair in front of me and guided my tender throat to him. Lil’John was now behind me and like Ripper before him, was spearing my tender ass with his fingers, digging at my ass lips, gut walls, and making my insides scream. “OH HELL THAT HOLE IS DRIPPING WETT ALREADY. LOOK AT THAT. RIPPER MAY HAVE SPREAD YOU OPEN, BUT I WILL PLANT MY LOAD MUCH DEEPER. I’M SO FUCKING BACKED UP,” Lil’John warned me, “I PLAN TO GIVE THAT CUNT A SEIZURE. WHAT DO YOU THINK BOOKER? THINK THIS WHITE MUFF IS PRIMED AND READY FOR A RICAN RAPE DOWN? A LITTLE MARINE BASIC TRAINING?” I didn’t have a chance to hear Booker’s reply as with a yell of, “OO-RAH! OO-RAH! OO-RAH!” Lil’John grabbed onto my ass cheeks and slammed his long Rican dick into my turned out ass. Lucky for me Booker’s dick did not fill my throat to the max so I could breathe and gasp from the shock and pain, but there was no getting away and frankly I didn’t want to. I wanted his dirty dick in my mouth and I wanted that monster Rican dick to tear me up on the inside and push all the cum I had in there deeper and deeper. Lil’John must have watched some Machofucker movies before because that’s how he fucked – hard, rough, deep, with no mercy. He took the cell from Booker, snapped some shots of him stroking my hole, handed the phone back and then went to town. “FUCKING LITTLE FAG NYMPHO! GIVE ME WHAT I NEED!” Lil’John exclaimed as I arched my back silently begging for him to run me through. “YEAH NO WORRIES ABOUT A TAP OUT HERE. SHIT! THAT MUFF TAKING EVERY INCH OF MY MOTHER-FUCKING-DICK! BURIED DEEP PAST THAT THIRD HOLE. FEEL MY HUSTLE AND FLOW. BIG FUCKING SLOPPY CUNT. FUCK DIRTY BITCH. OO-RAH! HERE IT COMES - OO-RAH! GOING TO CUM IN THAT HOLE - OO-RAH! MAKING THAT MUFF MINE - OO-RAH! OH FUCK YEAH – SPEARING THOSE GUTS - OO-RAH! OO…..” Lil’John was speechless as he blew wad after wad of his backed up load past my third hole. I felt his dick quiver deep in my stomach, and his whole body shook as he kept unloading. Well that was all too much for Booker who spat his nutt down my throat and I got filled with warm man juice from both ends. Lil’John was breathing heavy as he slid out of my ass. I turned around and eagerly devoured his now, somewhat softer, dick. Fuck nothing in the world tastes better than that! He then pushed me back by my shoulders, let out a big, “WHEW!” then looked at the floor and pointed to the large spot of precum that had streamed out of my dick as I was bing fucked and said, “Lick that shit up. You don’t dirty up my floors and you better use that tongue on any other spots you see too.” I was busy lapping up the floor as Booker and Lil’John got dressed. When I was finished I used the chair to help myself stand up and moaned and groaned as my knees hurt, my back ached, my throat was sore, and my ass felt like a nuclear warhead had gone off in it. I guess it had really. Toxic fallout. Lil’John stepped behind me and started rubbing his bulge against my ass. “You’re bad. So fucking bad. If I didn’t have to get back out front to the line I’d have ripped you a 4th hole and run a marathon in that ass – damn! Well Booker my man, as always, you set up some good shit. Send me those snaps now and if you can work it out, make a return trip.” Lil’John left the office, Booker opened a drawer in his desk and before I could get dressed he came over, had me turn around, and then using a Sharpie he started writing on my lower back. He then had me bend forward and took a few pics on his phone and when I stood up I asked, “What the fuck is that about?” Booker just smiled, stuck his index finger in my mouth and with a fingernail scraped my gum. I flinched, he took his finger out, and held up the camera and showed me the words he had written on my back: $5 FOR CUM “What the fuck is that for?” I asked. Booker handed me my clothes and said, “We need to make a stop on the way to get some change, but in about 30 minutes Brucie will have lined up some monster homeless dicks at an abandoned building nearby where they hang out. All big. All dirty. All of them are going to fuck your nasty hole and for every load of cum they give you, you are going to pay them $5.” We stepped back out into the cold winter air and I shivered not from the cold, but from excitement. I knew all my bug chasing dreams were coming true and the proof was in the latest load that was seeping out of my open ass as my well-fucked hole twitched in anticipation as we headed to our next destination.

Damn, I would LOVE to meet a hot bottom pig whose main goal in life is to take as many loads up his hole as he could. Any time, anywhere. Porn theaters, public bathrooms, outdoors...ANYWHERE!!! I would love to watch him getting his pig hole used and filled with load after load. It would be a treat to have him get his hole loaded up with 25 or more loads - then come home and let me suck it out of his pig hole!!!!

The Business Trip – as told by BrandonMy three day business trip with my gay colleague Zach was to make the final arrangements for a conference we would be hosting the following week. Zach is petite, about 5’6” and 120 pounds, but tight and muscular. I always tease him that he needs to buy his clothes in the teenagers department. He just laughs. He and his husband got married about three years before so in spite of the fact I find him adorable, I have never tried to come on to him sexually. Zach and I were sitting alone at a table in the bar after the day’s work and I could not keep my eyes off him. He was wearing a pair of tight khaki pants that showed off his tight bubble butt to perfection. They were well filled in the front as well. His eyes kept following one of the waiters, who was a totally cute hunk in his mid-20s. I was eyeing the boy out as well. We made the usual small talk about work and this and that. Suddenly Zach steered the discussion in a new direction. “The waiter’s kind of cute, isn’t he?” “Yeah. Buffed and blond. Just my type.” “You’ve been married almost half a year now. Would you fuck that boy if you could? And Ben would not need to know.” I shrugged. “I really don’t know if I would. We talked about it before we got married and agreed that we could screw around a bit as long as it was safe with condoms and did not tell. We also discussed threesomes. With all my travelling and Ben having the flu and then me we have only had one so far.” “Cool. You will have a lot of fun when you do so regularly. Multiple guys is sometimes even better. When we got married we definitely did not plan on monogamy. In fact our bachelors’ party was a bareback orgy that we both attended. We regularly bring tricks home to share and go to parties to see who can get the most loads.” I was somewhat taken aback by how casual he was about what he was doing, but I was getting very hard at the thought. He continued talking. “So what about you? Have you had any sex on the side since you go married, or has Ben?” I answered truthfully. “I haven’t but I think Ben has a few times. In fact, I am pretty sure he has. When I was sick I surfed the net a lot looking at profiles of local guys. Between things Ben told me and what some guys in the immediate neighborhood wrote in their profiles I started putting two and two together but I cannot be absolutely sure.” “Absolutely sure of what? That he is or isn’t fucking around on the side? Or you suspect that he is fucking around but not absolutely sure if he is having safe sex? Based on what you told me before you guys got married I would not be surprised if he is having sex and all of it bareback. The only gay guys I know in your neighborhood are Matt and Josh who throw regular TeamBB bareback parties, Sam their big-dicked friend who lives close by and the other party regular, Jeremy who lives in your condo complex. We have got together several times for some serious no-holds-barred bareback butt banging.” I looked at him in a daze. I went silent for a moment as I thought of what BBSam4Fun had written about “new bareback fuckbuddy B” and M and J and J2 and how Ben kept nagging me that we should get together with Sam and Matt and Josh. Then there was Ben’s new TeamBB speedo. Zach continued his tale. “Sam, Matt and Josh started the Team Bare Back club and to join is by invitation only. Once they have each fucked you twice and left their loads in your ass, they gave you a team swimsuit. You then get invited to their regular bareback sex parties as a rookie member. After a period of time you may graduate to a full member and they give you another swimsuit with a red scorpion logo. Because they are an exclusive group they have some strict rules and one strong recommendation.” He paused and looked at me to see my reaction. “I guess one of the rules is that you need to be regularly tested.” Zach laughed. “Nope, that’s not a requirement. The rules are: No condoms ever. To insist on condoms is the quickest way to get kicked out. Never ask anyone their status. Never tell anyone your status except by means of a symbol, such as a tattoo. Never refuse to fuck anyone. Never refuse anyone who wants to fuck you. Never waste your seed by cumming outside an ass.” I felt sick to the pit of my stomach. These are the guys who fucked Ben and gave him the swimsuit. I had to ask. “Are Sam and Matt and Josh poz?” “I don’t know because I never asked them. But a lot of the guys are. They way those three fuck around they must be.” “And you? “ I asked. “What do you think?” Before I could say anything he continued. “No need to answer.” So I assumed that by saying that he was poz. But I was still very curious about the parties. “You told me the rules, what is the recommendation?” “The guys are really into gear of all sorts. Athletic gear, jocks, leather, rubber and all the rest. So they recommend that you arrive at the party in gear and then keep at least some of it on during the party. Of course, if you take everything off no-one is going to complain.” Zach sensed my unease at the where the discussion was going and tried to change the subject. Probably not in the right direction considering my emotions at that moment. “So you haven’t had any sex on the side huh? I saw you eyeing my butt today. How would you like to start by fucking me silly?” I was totally unprepared for this. I would have thought that Zach would have realized the turmoil he had just unleashed in me. Zach is a very sexy man and I had often fantasized about having sex with him. But I always respected his marriage. Now I realized how wrong I had been. I remained silent. “Surprised you, did I? You did not see that coming. I’ve seen you naked in the gym and I like what I see.” I’d seen Zach naked in the gym as well and I liked what I had seen so the feeling was mutual. “Yeah, you’re hot too. Cute fuckable butt.” He was nothing much in the dick department, pretty much average and cut, but looked bigger on his small body. “You still haven’t answered my question: Would you like to fuck my cute fuckable butt.” He paused for a moment to see if I would respond, then continued. “Bareback of course. We also have an agreement; Bareback only, no condoms ever. We keep a count. Hundreds of guys in three years.” Fuck, if only. An offer I was going to have to refuse. Right now one part of my mind was still set on safe sex in spite of my suspicions of what Ben had been up to and the risky partners he may have had sex with. The other part was too disturbed to think about sex. “I’d love to but I guess it’s not going work. No bareback is not going to hook up with no condoms tonight.” Besides he was obviously a huge risk. It would be a total miracle if he was not poz. And I thought about the unseasonable flu that Ben and I had had recently. Zach smiled. “I guess I’ll have to wait until our waiter gets off his shift. He and his boyfriend Alex are hot little sluts and have no such inhibitions.” We continued chatting and drinking for the next hour or two about everything other than sex. I took my leave of him and went to my room. I took a quick shower and fired up my computer. All the talk we had had about sex had got me hot and horny and I wanted some stimulation to jerk off to. I signed on to A4A and browsed the profiles of guys who lived close to us. I found one that caught my attention. “Jumbo Jimbo” 22, 6’3” 200 lb 34w. Muscular, brown, brown eyes. Smooth. White. Looking for: 1-on-1 Sex, 3some/Group Sex, Misc. Fetishes. Built college jock. Let me destroy your ass with my tool and seed you deep. Not medicated yet and looking to fuck neg guys. If you want to fuck me you better be poz and I’ll fuck you too so that we can swop strains. 11”, Cut, Vers/top, Anything Goes, Positive. Prefer meeting at: My place, your place, public place. Jimbo was not joking about being Jumbo based on the pictures on his profile. I jerked of thinking about how hot it would be to be fucked by his massive meat and take his load. Knowing that Zach was having a bareback threesome in the gym while I was jerking off made it even more intense. The next day, we finished up much sooner than we anticipated. I was quite pleased at the prospect of getting home at a reasonable hour. Zach did not have much to say about our previous evening’s conversation other than. “Yeah, we got together the three of us last night. They wanted to show off their new biohazard tattoos. It was hot. We all got to fuck each other more and once and we all took loads. Pity you were not there. You would have liked it.” He showed me his cell phone. There was somewhat blurry and dark video of someone getting fucked bareback by a trim guy with a biohazard tattoo on his crotch. I felt a twitch in my as ass as I saw the guy spasm as he started cumming in the anonymous ass. I was heading out of town about to hit the interstate when I saw a strip mall with a CVS. I thought about what Zach had said the previous evening and my suspicions over the last month or so. Ok, I guess this was as good a time as any. I made my purchase in the pharmacy and sat in the parking lot while the test worked its magic. BINGO. I cannot say that I was surprised when my nagging suspicions were confirmed. I decided that I was not going to say anything, and see where things with Ben led. Certainly there was not much point in playing the condom game any longer, but I would hold Ben to it, just to see how he would try to cheat to get a load up his ass.

When we talk about what we are into, I am open. When picking up guys in clubs or bars I usually take them to my place and there is no condom in sight. I tell them that they can pull out before cumming if they want, but only had that happening once. When I see they are getting close, I usually grab their asses and pull them towards me, dick into me as deep as possible. A clear sign what I want and not much room for them to get it out

Part 10 – Turning of the Screw “It’s time for you to spread your cunt, bitch.” My mind was a haze, what just happened? I’d been raped twice, taken both their loads. As my mind cleared, I could still remember a second rape, but there was only brief snippets of what happened the second time. “Stand up, bitch. The guys out there are getting very impatient, they want their turn in that cunt.” I stood upright, getting a little light headed from being bent over. I moved closer to the wall as the sadistic, black mailer unlocked my cuffs. “Now, we’re gonna get you ready for your first service.” After removing the cuffs, he unbuckled the gag and the blindfold and removed them from my head. “You won’t be needing those anymore, will you cunt?” I looked at him and said, “I’m not a cunt. My name is Joey.” The man looked at me and chuckled. “Whatever you say, whore. The way you spread that ass so willingly and took my load so willingly, without asking my status. You’re a whore, you little punk.” “Fuck y-,” is what I tried to say. Before I could say it, a fist was delivered straight to my gut. I doubled over in pain, only to have my head yanked up by the hair. “I am enjoying your misery and will enjoy causing you any type of physical pain I can imagine. Feel free to mouth off to me any time you want. Every time you do, I get to punish you. The great thing that you’ve received is that you will feel that pain, but there will be no damage visible. Although that nose and eye are going to remain visible since the damage occurred before the change.” “Now stand the fuck up, you little whore.” I stood back up and looked him in the eyes, “I’m not a whore.” “Whatever you say. You’re first job begins now. Each man out there is paying $50 to fuck your ass and dump a load in you. Great thing for them? That $50 covers as many fucks and loads as they want to give you. In fact, there is one very special man out there who paid $100 to have the privilege of fucking you first.” “Please don’t make me do this. Haven’t you already done enough to me? You already raped me and probably gave me your fucking disease. And, I can’t remember what else, but there was a second guy too.” “Your stuff is there, right where you left it. You can get dressed and leave now.” I grabbed the bag, and he was telling the truth. I grabbed my clothes and got dressed, never taking my eyes off of him. I finished dressing and walked towards the door. “Joey.” I turned to him and he smiled at me and simply said, “You know you have no say in this.” “Fuck you, you sick faggot.” I walked out the door. I thought I was going to go to my car, but for some reason I was walking towards the trucks. I stopped and stared down the walkway that paralleled the truck parking spaces and took my shirt off. It’s a warm night. I walked down the walkway, moving further from my car. I could hear whistles and catcalls from the truckers, could even hear some of them getting out. “Yeah, boy, take the pants off too,” “Show us that fine ass of yours.” “Fuck you, faggots.” “Did you hear that guys, this stupid little whore called US faggots. He’s the one walking around, showing off that ass.” One of the truckers who got out, a black guy about 6’4” and looking to weigh about 250, walked toward me. I stepped back, but could not move fast enough. A punch to the jaw, sent me sprawling to the ground, followed by a booted foot to my side. “Get away from you fucking nigg…” the boot that kicked my side was now delivering a stomp to my crotch. “Watch your mouth boy. That kind of talk will get you into a lot of trouble.” I was writhing in pain from the kick and the stomp. “Get up punk.” I lay on the ground, focusing on the pain. “GET. THE. FUCK. UP. BITCH.” I rolled on to my side, then on my hands and knees. I reached out to the guy, to try and pull myself up. He saw this and turned so that I grabbed his crotch. “Yeah, faggot, I knew that’s what you wanted. That’s why you’re out here.” He reached down, grabbed me by the hair and pulled me, dragging me to a table in the middle of the rest stop. “Take off your pants, bitch. We’ve been promised some good pussy tonight.” “Please, don’t do this to me. I’m not a faggot. Please, let me go…” He looked at me, smiled an evil grin, and said, “I don’t care if you’re a faggot or not. Your ass is ours tonight, until we’re done.” With that, he reached around to the back of my pants and tore them from the waist, down to the ass. “TAKE THE FUCKING RAG OFF NOW. Before I break another rib.” I began to cry, whimpering “please…” as I reached down, pushed the shredded sweats down and stepped out of them. The black man reached down to my crotch, and covered it completely with his right hand. Using his grip, which felt like it was crushing my cock and balls, he pushed me back, until my knees hit a table. “Lay down, whore. I wanna watch your face as I rape that queer ass. Although, you’re a faggot, so is it really rape when you love taking it up the ass?” And he laughed as he pushed me down. “Slow down Marquise, you don’t get to go first.” I looked over and the guy from the restroom was staring down at me. “What the fuck man, thought this cunt was open game.” “It’s open game, but there is one man here who gets first shot at fucking this little bitch. Don’t worry about him getting loose though, he’s gonna be tight as he is now, for the rest of the night. Even after you get through with him.” “Fuck man, I want this bitch to spread for me, but I’ll follow the rules.” “You ready, man?” the bathroom guy called out. Soon, there were men surrounding me, I couldn’t see how many, but there were a lot. “Please don’t do this. I’m not a fag.” The guys laughed, some taunted me, but soon the guys at my feet parted and the guy who would apparently fuck me first, walked through. The guy moved closer into the light, and my gut dropped as his face came clearer. “Joey, you fucking little queer.” The bathroom guy smiled and looked at the guy. “Hey little brother, I told you this little bitch was a fucking cum hungry queer pussy boy.” “You fucking disgust me Joey. Letting my brother fuck you in the bathroom, taking his load in your cunt. If I’d known this is what you were, you’d never have been on the team.” “Please Coach, get me out of here. I’m not a queer, I don’t want this.” “Get you out of here? Bitch I watched you take my brother’s cock up that pussy. I’m gonna get a little piece of that ass before we turn you over to the other guys. But don’t worry boy, I’m not gonna kick you off the team. No, I think you’re gonna have a new role as the cum rag mascot for the other guys. They win, they get to use you.” “Marquise, was it? Can you do me a favor? Hold this little bitch’s legs up so I can get in that cunt?” For the third time that night, a zipper was pulled down and a cock was taken out to fuck my cunt. My legs were pulled to my chest, leaving my ass an open target. “How many loads did he take? Should I lube up?” Coach’s brother told him, “He’s got two loads in him. He doesn’t get any lube other then the cum in his pussy.” I felt coach move between my legs, his thick cock head touching my hole. “Here cums your next cock, faggot.” I screamed out loud as he ripped into my ass. My hole should have been loose after the first two fuckers, but it felt like I was losing my virginity again. “NOOOO. Take it out, I can’t take it.” The guys all around only laughed. “Fuck that pussy.” “Rape his cunt.” “Breed his ass.” “Let his legs go Marquise. I want him to hold them himself.” The coach’s brother took one of my hands, Marquise took the other, and moved them to the back of my knees. “Spread those legs wide bitch. You’ve got about 60 guys to go after Coach is down plowing that cunt.” He leaned down to look me in the face, and said, “Open your eyes, princess.” I opened them and looked at him, struggling through the agony of the cock raping my ass. “Each time you get fucked, each time a new cock rips into that hole? You’re gonna feel like it’s the first time. It will hurt like a son of a bitch each time. And each time you take a load, you’re gonna feel the scalding hot cum burn into your ass. This will never be something you like. But we’re going to love raping you over and over again.” He reached down with his mouth, stuck out his tongue and lightly licked up a tear from my cheek. “I can taste your pain. So can your Master.” The fucking that I was getting from the coach increased in intensity. He was long dicking me, shoving his cock deep into my guts. “Oh fuck, I’m about ready to shoot. Do you want my load Joey? You want that hot cum deep in your pussy?” I looked at the coach, feeling his cock pound in and out of my cunt. “Tell me you want me to shoot my cum in your cunt. Let me hear you beg for it.” I glared at him, “I’m not a cunt you sick faggot.” I spat directly in the coach’s face, “I don’t want your cum in me. I’m not a queer.” Coach wiped his face off, and reached down and slapped my face as hard as he could. “You’re a faggot, on his back, legs up and taking my cock up your ass. You may not want it, but here it cums.” His speed increased, as did the pain. “Here’s my first load for you, you little whore.” He spat in my face as his cock began shooting his load in my guts. As his brother promised, I felt each scalding blast of cum as it shot into my ass. “Yeah, bitch take his load.” “Breed him.” “Knock him up.” Chanting from the guys surrounding me egged the coach on as he continued to pump his cum in me. Even after he wasn’t shooting anything more, he kept fucking me. “Don’t wreck his hole, we want some too.” Coach slowly came back down to earth and pulled his cock out of my ass. My hole felt like it was on fire and I could feel the cool air briefly in my open pussy. This lasted only a second or two, before I heard one guy mutter, “Holy fuck. This queer is something good. His hole just closed back up.” Marquise and the coach switched places. “Open that mouth Joey. You need to clean my cock off.”

I deffo get fucked on the 1st date ! I will take any cock n if its hard its goin up me n it aint goin anywhere until I got its loads 1 No rubber for me (_0_)

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?

If I've met him in a bar, or similar, rather than a sex club, I'll work the fact in that I'm poz & ud and only fuck bare, once it's clear that he wants my dick in him at some point. It's a deal breaker for me - I have zero interest in rubbering up. I'll fuck on a first date, but must admit to being a little old-fashioned and don't have a problem waiting until the 3rd date if I'm really into a guy.

I usually say using condoms hurts my ass. Some call it quits but most stay and go raw. When I lived in Gran Canaria (Spain) no one used condoms. All went raw, certainly the locals.

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."

A Top fuckbud has whored me out on two occasions in a hotel room. Both times I was blindfolded and had to take anonymous loads from whoever he okayed. He had invited less than 8 guys or so to these mini gang bangs which lasted for three hours or so. The sensory perception was really intense. Since I could not see anything, I usually first realized someone was there when I felt them fingering my ass or nudging their cock up against my hole. Some were verbal, while others bred me somewhat quietly. While the guys fucked me in various positions, it seemed like every time I was being fucked doggy style, I got spit roasted as I would get a usually slimy cock shoved into my mouth. Probably one of the guys who had just fucked me. Getting fucked anonymously got me really horned up. I don't know that I like to take anonymous loads on a regular basis, but once a year or so allows me to be a true cum slut.

There was a sense of surrender and contentment when I turned over my fuck hole to my boyfriends. Letting them both finger my hole to open it up is a duty I have to them. Feeling their hands on my ass and their fingers probing my hole just deepened my love for them. Brad is behind me to my left and Justin is to my right. How do I know? I feel the cold metal of Justin's Prince Albert ring against my hip. Justin asked me, "Are you sure you want more poz cum? It might make it harder to keep you neg in case that's what we decide." Brad added. "We'll love you no matter what the final decision is made ... we just have to make it before tomorrow if he's going to remain neg." I thought about it and said, "Right now, I want you inside me more than I want to be neg. Please, just breed me with your loads. We'll talk later." "Yeah, spread his hole, give him a couple more fingers! I'll get the lube" Justin said. "Between my three and your three fingers, we'll having him gaping soon." Brad said." All I could say was, "Fuck yeah, this feels amazing! Wreck my hole." After a couple minutes, I know both Brad and Justin each got four fingers up my ass. Justin said, "There's a little pink in the lube. Looks like last night did a little damage." Brad said, "Just makes it easier for our poz swimmers to get into his body and do their work. You ready for more infected cum?" There was only one right answer at the moment. I need the feeling of connectedness by having their toxic cocks inside me. All I could say is, "Fuck me." Brad said, "Justin, you breed him first with that pierced cock. Blow your toxic DNA in him, and I'll work it deeper inside his hole." Justin flipped me over onto my back and hiked my legs on his shoulders. Brad moved around so I could nurse his poz precum from his oozing cock. Being able to watch the satisfaction of these two studs while they're enjoying my body was intoxicating. After having them work my hole open with their fingers, Justin was able to slide his pierced cock inside me easily. Brad grabbed his cellphone and started taking a video capturing our play. He pointed the camera at Justin and said, "Hey West Hollywood! This is Justin, (turns the camera) I'm Brad, (turns the camera to me) and this is Rik. We're boyfriends and this is Rik's poz infection video!" He continued, "You're about to get two poz load up your neg hole. Tell our viewers what you need right now." Brad did a close-up of his cock in my mouth, then pulled out. I looked in the camera and said, "I need toxic poz cum to convert me." "Oh fuck, stud." Justin said, "Your neg hole feels amazing. I hope it's my DNA that converts you!" Brad replaced cock in my mouth and leaned over to make out with Justin as he was making love to my hole. Brad handed the camera to Justin and the video continued. Brad softly growled "You gonna fuck up our boyfriend?" Justin focused on his bare cock plowing my hole, then up to me. He asked, "You're a bugchaser wanting to get knocked up, huh?" I pulled off Brad's cock, looked at the camera and said, "Yeah, do it. Poz me up." Justin looked down and we locked eyes. I nodded my head yes, as acceptance and encouragement. He handed the camera back to Brad. He closed his eyes and gave yelled, "Oh fuck ... oh fuck .. here it comes, stud ... You're getting my infected cum!" I wanted to grab my cock and cum, but I can do that once Brad is in my hole. Brad said, "God that's hot watching you breed our boyfriend. He is a total cumslut ... just like I wrote on him at the baths." I could tell Justin was getting close. His arms, chest and abs tightened up in anticipation of his orgasm. His face became flush and you could tell he was past the point of no return. Justin said, "Fuck! I'm shooting my poz load inside you." I could feel Justin's cock pulsing in my ass. I shifted to give him total access to my neg hole, so I could get every inch of his big cock inside me. I wanted this. His infected poz cock was exploding in my hole, shooting his DNA in my guts. Knowing his unmedicated poz cum was finally inside me was a little scary, but is something I asked for. I have no regrets. Brad ended the video and put the phone down. Brad said, "That's amazingly hot. We might have captured the pozzing of our boyfriend on video." Brad moved towards my ass and Justin moved up towards my head. Justin had some pink cum on his cock that moments ago bred my hole and again, gazed in my eyes. "You know what to do." I could only say, "Feed me." His cock was funky from my ass juices, but it was an honor to clean off his cock and drain the remaining poz cum that didn't get shot up my hole. Brad took all this in and just said, "Fuck, what a pig we have here. My turn to breed him." Brad easily slid up my hole and it felt fantastic. His 8" cock was wide in the middle so it worked like a butt plug, smoothly pulling my ass ring open with each stroke. I looked up at him and said, "Please breed me. I want your poz cum up my hole." While fucking me, he bent over to give me a kiss and said, "I love you so much. I want my DNA to bond us together forever." It didn't take too much after that before his eyes rolled back and he said, "I'm shooting my cum inside you." I pulled his ass closer to me with my legs and said, Fuck me up, stud." Brad then looked down into my eyes and said, "I love breeding your hole. Fuck you're hot." Keeping his cock in my hole as long as possible, the three of us made out together. Justin reached down to my throbbing hard-on and said, "We have one cock to take care of and two willing holes to put it in. Whose hole do you want to breed? When you have two sexy men willing to take your load, there is no wrong answer. I turned and gave a kiss to each of them and then put a pillow over my face to block my view. "Surprise me!" “Let me get something … hold on!” said Brad. I felt him get on the bed again and he moved my legs up to expose my fuckhole. I felt something against my hole, and he lightly pushed it. “We don’t want you to lose any of that cum that’s poisoning your hole. Here’s a buttplug to keep it all in there.” My hole slowly gaped open to take the plug in and felt my ass ring close over the biggest part of it to secure it inside me. I felt my two boyfriends shift positions again and immediately felt their hands enjoying my body. Someone was sucking my cock and pinching my nipples. Someone else pushed my legs up and was licking my balls down to my wrecked asshole. All I could do was moan and writhe on the bed. This was total sensory overload. The guys moved away and I then felt one of them lower his hole, straddling my cock. Oh my god, it felt amazing. I had no idea who I was breeding, and didn't care. After a couple strokes, the guy pulled almost all the way off my cock, and I felt the other guy's tongue moving up and down my cock. Then the top took a couple more strokes, pulled off, and I felt the other guy totally sucking my cock. My cock was being moved from one guy's mouth to the other guy's asshole. I had no control over it like I was just a dildo for their pleasure. The sensations were unreal and I knew I wasn't going to last long. "Fuck, I'm really close!" I said. I heard Brad say, "Let's milk out his last neg load of cum!" I felt my cock move from the guy's hole to someone's mouth, and that was the point of no return for me. I was squirming on the bed, overloaded with sexual energy ... feeling these two hot poz studs servicing my cock. I yelled "Fuck!!! Take my cum!" I pumped his mouth with a huge load of my neg cum. My whole core was tensed up, feeling my abs contract and my pecs firm. This was a full-body orgasm. Justin moved the pillow and gave me a kiss. I felt Brad pull of my cock and he slid up the bed. Justin said, "Feed us." Brad moved his mouth over mine and gave me back some of my cum. All I could do is moan. Justin said, "Yeah, share that fucking hot load. Give me some." Brad moved over to Justin and spit out the rest of my cum into his mouth. Three men in love, kissing each other, feeling each others lips and enjoying each other's taste. We laid back on the bed to enjoy the afterglow. Me in the middle and a boyfriend on each side. We held on to each other, sharing light delicate kisses until we all passed out. (To be continued.)

Now it's the leader 2 sons turn and they have bigger dicks than the leader but one does not have PA. As they are fucking me it's starting to be enjoyable as maybe it has to do with the drugs Rocky has been giving me or maybe I'm finding out that I really like this attention I'm getting. The sons are not just ramming their dick in my hole but taking their time. They take me off the bench and put me in a sling and the lights get real bright as Rocky takes a camera out. The sons are fucking me and asking how I like being their bitch and I say I love as the leader waves the cattle prod. The sons ask me if I want their POZ seed in me, I scream yes as in truth I really starting to like the feel of there dicks in me and even sucking their cum & blood off their dick as I can see the excitement in their eyes when their dicks are cleaned. I don't know how long the 3 of them have been working my hole and mouth over they tell Rocky to plug his hole and let him crash and they will be back in 2 days to see how their new bitch is doing. As Rocky takes me into another room and cleans me up with the cold water from a garden hose and I ask Rocky if I can take the thing in my ass out , he says if I do I will get zapped by the cattle prod. I feel very tired after and I just fall into the bed naked. I don't have any idea what day or time I have been here. It's now just the leader comes down stairs to see me and bends me over a bench and pulls the plug out, he says soon my hole will be ready for anything. He pulls out his dick and without anything said I start to suck it wile he fingers my hole with that burning lube but it feels good. I get on all fours on the bed, what an ass you have so just wiggle it as he just sticks his dick in my well lube hole and it's done with no pain this time and I really like the feel and something tells me to squeeze my sphincter mussel on his dick when he is balls deep. He says I'm a natural bitch as I just did it as he drops his load in me and after he pulls out without tell me I start to clean his dick. He calls Rocky to give me a heavy slam. After the leader gets finish with giving 2 more loads he tell Rocky to get on the bed and to suck my dick and never having this done to me before I don't know what to expect. I see Rocky has a cage over his dick as the leader says Rocky is a piece of shit. The lights are turned on very bright as this is going to be filmed. As I lay there Rocky starts to work his manic on my dick he is told not to let me cum as that's for his hole. I'm really liking this and as I'm about to cum Rocky stops and I'm left with a raging hard on as the leader comes over with a ruler to Measure the length and girth of my dick and goes WOW. Rocky is now on all fours and I just go over and stick the head in Rocky hole, this is feeling great as the deeper I go as I can feel this is not Rocky first time getting something up his hole. As I go balls deep he is grunting as I can feel I'm bottom out in his hole. I in a hole for the first time and the feeling is incredible as I go back and forth picking up the pace I don't want to stop but I explode in his hole and as I pull out I'm still squirting out cum as I see Rocky hole dripping cum , I'm told to suck the cum coming out of his hole. After a cool down and getting hydrated with that bad tasting water I go back to fucking and sucking my load from Rocky hole, I put another 3 more loads in RockyIts. The leader says you will be great as your dick is still hard and ready to go again. I think I spent 2 month there are the weather was turning and it was July when I was kidnapped. A few weeks I had a bad cold and Rocky said I will be ok as that is being part of the brotherhood as everyone gets it sooner or later. When the leader comes by after I’m feeling better he says we are going on a trip. They give me some jeans , sweat shit and sneakers. Its dark out side and once inside the van I'm hand cuffs to the van. The leader says they are not sure if they can trust me yet. We drive for hours and stop for gas and I could have scream but I'm starting to like getting fuck and getting a chance to get my dick in a warm hole as back at the Lake I was called a freak for the size of my dick. When we stop at the hotel the leader says someone is going to come in for a 2 hour session with me and I'm to fuck them and let them suck my dick. There is a knock on the door and this 50 year old guy at the door , he comes in and get undress and hands me $600. I put the money away as I was told and drop my jeans. His reaction to my dick was WOW that's it's bigger than in the pictures. He is on his knees in a second with his mouth work his magic and I'm hard is a second. He ask if I fuck raw or safe only and I'm not really sure so I just say anyway you want. He say great as he like it raw. He breaks out a syringe and injects his arm and ask if I want any. I don't as I told him I'm working and have to stay hard. I go right to work and can feel that he has a well used hole as l slip right in without to much effort. I slow fuck him as I want to enjoy this as much as I can. I can feel by the motions of his body he is also having a good time and as I'm about to cum he is squeezing my dick and he is trying to get all of the load in his hole. As I pull out he turns around and his mouth is on my dick and doing a nice job of cleaning it. In the time I was with him I gave him another load and when he left I was given an extra $100. That day I fuck 3 more guys and 2 of they gave me extra money. The leader came in after the last one left and took the money and without a question I gave him the extra money. He said good boy as he has 1 more for me but my dick is raw, he says you won't need my dick but my hole. This customer will be with me for the rest of our stay in this hotel. He comes in with a few bags and a portable sling. He is maybe 30 and not bad looking. He starts to kiss me after I get out of my clothes as he is on leather chaps and wants me in the sling. I was told he is going to slam me and as he does it's a heavy one and this stuff is real strong. He kept me hydrated with good G. First he fuck me with his nice size dick. Then he put on the bed all sorts it toys some I have seen but most I have not. He takes his fingers and starts to probe my hole first 2 fingers then he picks up a metal spreader with this stringy lube and puts it in my hole real slow till it's all the way in. He is stroking my raw dick but everything is feeling great between the slam & G and how my hole is feeling as he keeps turning the screws to open me up more. He says he like opening young boys holes and making them his puppets. I'm having a good time as I'm getting into this as he pulls out the metal device out and wants to see how ready I am after he gives me another slam & some more G.

Part 5 It didn't take long to get a reasonable clientele list. Once word started spreading, Cory was working every night. There are lots of men willing to pay for an 18 yo boy, especially when they could get rough with him. And many of them loved his strung out look. It made it dirtier for them. Some guys even paid very well for specialties. Soon he was pulling in over $2000 a week. That didn't even include what I was pulling in online from video sales. That was another cash cow. Of course I knew this couldn't last forever. He had already gone through the fuck flu, and I knew with the amount of drugs and rough sex he was subjected too, his body would eventually break down. When it was time, I'd just sell him off for whatever I could get, just to get rid of him. In the meantime I'd get all I could out of him. Sometimes I'd leave him with Andre for a couple days where he'd serve as a house cumdump. With the amount of people Andre dealt too, he would pretty much spend 48 hours with a cock always in his body. He'd be kept high and complient. Occasionally I'd take him down by the docks to work the street. I'd keep watch on him, like a good pimp should, as skeevy looking guys would pick him up for a quick blowjob or fuck. Recently I sold him for a weekend to a couple of really old leather guys who wanted a no limits slave. And they meant NO limits. And they paid top dollar. They agreed to film the festivities for me. I supplied them with the party supplies at no extra charge. When Cory got home, I had to give him a few days to recover. Watching the video was so totally hot and fucked up! They had a full dungeon, and put it to full use! My whore spent every moment in some form of painful bondage while his body was subjected to extreme tortures. Countless things were shoved up his ass, from fists, to baseball bats, to dildos of ungodly size. Every scream of agony was recorded. Many strange men showed up to fuck his ever increasingly ruined cunt. At one point he was tied to a St. Andrews cross, his arms and legs securely bound. Needles were inserted into his body all over. His nipples were first, two long needles inserted cross ways while he screamed. Other parts of his body were next, arms, thighs, chest. Finally, his cock. Many needles were passed through the head and shaft. Cory just cried and sweated buckets. Finally needles were passed through his scrotum and even his testicles. He visibly passed onto another plane of existence. Finally he looked like a giant pincushion. He was taken down off the cross and laid on his back on a table. He was then fucked in his holes while his tormentors flicked and wiggled the potruding needles. Cory just jerked and spasmed at his torture. Finally they started pulling the needles out, leaving his cock for last. As they slowly extracted them, Cory actually came, cum flowing out of his soft cock all over his stomach. I jerked my own meat while I watched his painful torment, shooting a big load as I watched my son cum from the exquisite pain. I would sell him to these men many more times, each time just as harsh and messed up. But hey, money's money, gotta get it while you can!

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

2: THE EXECUTION Clark: "I'm gonna like this next part a whole lot more than you will, boy." He still has his hands on my shoulder with a grip strong enough I don't even fight it. He lets go because he knows I won't move and pulls down his pants, revealing his tight boxer briefs. Clark: "Suck on that bulge, boy." When I don't respond after a few seconds his hand goes back to my shoulder. He looks me in the eyes. Clark: "Suck on that bulge." I don't even fight it as he pulls me in closer. He has my face against his penis and I get a whiff of his scent. Clark: "Slow and steady at first." He has me remove his briefs so that I can see his manhood spring into action, a full 8 inches long. Clark: "I'm not gonna push you down on it yet, start whenever you'd like. Get used to the idea that this is happening." It takes awhile but I find my hand reaching out to grab the girth. Slowly, I edge closer and begin to wrap my lips around his dick. Clark -moans-: "Oh yeah boy. Keep going." I'm slowly working his shaft. Clark: "See how far down you can go." I have to listen. I try to go down all the way and I'm able to go down far, but I still have a bit to go. And he pushes me down on it quick. My lips touched his v for a second and I pulled off and started to gag a little. Clark -laughing-: "You're gonna get used to it, don't worry. Get back down. Keep going farther." I do as he says and a few minutes later I'm down as far as I can go. Clark: "See? I told you." He grabs my hair. Clark: "Time for some fun." Still standing over me, he pulls my head onto his dick and holds it there for a second. When he finally release, he lets me take a breath and then starts jacking off with my mouth. Clark: "See Joey. This is how your girlfriend wants you to treat her. She wants the kind of man that will demand her to please him. And not only demand it, but make it happen. All girls want to be treated like this at least once. Hell, even some guys do. Just look at how well you're taking it." We made eye contact and just held the gaze. He was smiling while I was just looking up at him with his dick in my mouth. He grabbed my head again and started bobbing it up and down fast. Clark: "Taste that precum yet, boy?" Joey: "Fuck, it's been there since I started." Clark: "And how do you like it?" He looked at me intensely after he asked the question. I didn't know whether to admit humiliation or just accept it out loud. Joey: "I still really don't wanna do this." Clark: "That'll change. Get back down on that cock for a second." He leaked some more pre-cum after he mentioned it. He noticed it because he made me lick it off. He even had me swallow the little bit there was, just smiling the entire time. Clark: "Oh god Joey I can't wait to show you more." Joey: "How much more are you gonna make me do?" Clark: "Guess you're about to find out. Get your ass up and move over to the couch." I could still only listen. I walked over and stood by the couch, waiting. And he grabbed me, turned me around and bent me over with my knees resting on the cushions. Joey: "Uncle Clark please stop, I really don't want to do this." Clark: "Just relax and accept that it's happening. You really don't wanna fight this." He grabbed my ass with both hands and pulled it apart, just staring at it for a second. Clark: "Fuck that's a real nice ass." He gave it a light smack, but hard enough to make me wince. Clark: "You ever let your girlfriend put anything up there?" Joey: "No." Clark: "Oh come on, no wonder she thought you had no passion." Joey -standing up-: "Hey come on not cool!" He pushed me back down and smacked my ass again, this time real hard. Clark: "Don't do that again." Joey -wincing-: "Uncle what are you gonna do?" Clark: "Just wait for it. Damn your ass is so innocent, can hardly fucking wait." He pulled my cheeks apart and dug his face in. I had such a mixed feeling of humiliation and pleasure, my girlfriend sure as hell never did this. Joey -moaning-: "What the fuck. Please, just-uhhh- stop." Clark: "Doesn't sound like you want me stop." He gave my hole a light tap with his fingers. Joey: "Please." Clark: "Since you asked so nicely." He put his finger into my ass! It was such a strange feeling, I didn't know it was coming so fast. Joey: "Oh god, Uncle Joey!" Clark: "Yeah boy? You want that, don't you?" I think he put another one in. He moved them in and out slowly. Clark: "Get your virgin ass nice and opened up boy. Can't say nothings been up there now, can ya?" He twisted and pulled his fingers apart. I could feel him stretching my hole with every turn. He inserted a third finger and began to finger me deeper. Joey: "Oh god Uncle Joey! Fu-fuuuck!" Clark -laughing-: "You know that's next boy." I try to fight the fingers for a second, but they're already inside of me. He just has complete control over where I go. He takes them out and rims my ass for a little bit more, but it's not long before he has them inside of me again. He takes them out and smacks my ass. Clark: "Fuck boy, you're gonna get it good."

By: anonrawbottom http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=A8pqK-G705- Cumdump Takes a Load My first cumdump video. Old but classic. Horny very verbal top breeds my hole.

I am bit confused as to why HIV status even matters anymore unless you are going to be monogamous. Seriously. The guys on PrEP and the poz guys are essentially taking the same pills. I love how the pharma industry has essentially hoodwinked everybody into popping pills forever.

That kind of age difference seems to be personal preference apparently. The only thing that irks me is seeing ads where the guys set arbitrary age limit such as "18 to 24" or "nobody over 40", as if sex ends at whatever age specified. I understand that who you're attracted to or why is personal, but I fail to understand why some guys willingly limit themselves and miss out on what might likely be a mind-blowing experience based on some number. As for myself I'm definitely older but I've made some younger dudes that took a chance on meeting "the old guy" curl their toes with my oral skills.

The first time I was fucked I was like 12-13, seventh or eighth grade. It was by a neighbor who was about two years older than me. It was probably two months before he fucked me a second time. This was in the fall/winter. By summer I was getting plowed about every two weeks. It was a big deal to have sex at different locations: attic, bedroom, camp tent, outdoors/under the stars, barns/hayloft, pool-side bathhouse, amusement park, etc. Didn’t really use condoms before college.

Chapter II. My boy and I had both fooled around with other guys since we’d been together, but we’d never fooled around with other guys together. I knew there was a chance that one, or both of us had taken POZ cum, and that’s what brought us to the Doctor in the first place, but I don’t think either of us had ever fucked with a guy who we knew beforehand was POZ. And now, in front of me, like a life-sized porno shoot, was an unbelievably hot latin POZ male nurse, screwing my boyfriend raw. My boy was on his back, craning his neck down to try to watch that POZ dick enter him. I gasped as Doctor Sizemore used his huge manpaws to guide the Nurse’s dick into my boy with one hand, and had the other hand on his bare ass, pushing him into my boy’s hole. My boy moaned as the Nurse’s POZ dick entered him. The Nurse kept driving forward until he was mashing his hairy balls against boy boy’s ass. Doctor Sizemore had to withdraw his hands to let the Nurse really get deep. My boy threw back his head and just moaned away. Doctor Sizemore looked over at me and said, “Looks like your boy here needed a more thorough examination. Think you need to be looked over in more detail now?” It sounded so fucking corny, but so hot. I was wriggling out of my clothes only seconds later. The Doctor came over to me to help me out of my clothes, and when I was fully naked, he spun me around so that I was bending over, ass up in the air, with my face at the Nurse’s ass as it pistoned away into my boy. The Nurse felt my hot breath on his ass and pulled out of my boy a bit and spread his cheeks. “Eat that POZ hole! Someone’s gonna fuck me while I fuck this boy’s hole. Get it good and wet.” I dove into the Nurse’s ass, chewing and slurping away. I worked in a finger or two and I could swear that some cum leaked out. I hesitated, then sucked it down, knowing that I was eating cum out of a POZ hole and that cum might be POZ too. The Doctor had been massaging my ass with his fingers when he saw me pause before gulping down the seed, and he chuckled. “That’s my cum you’re eating. I start our Nurse’s shift off my pumping cum deep inside each day.” The Nurse went back to plowing my boy’s ass and the Doctor stood me up. My boy was really moaning and the Doctor walked over to the side of the exam table and unzipped his trousers. Out flopped a thick uncut cock. He must have been over seven inches wide and long, ending in a loose-hanging set of huge golden-haired balls. My boy breathed in deeply, savoring the smell of the Doctor’s cock, already shiny with precum. “Come on now boy. Suck on this. That should keep you quiet. As these two medical professionals ravaged my boy from both ends, I felt sort of left out. Sweat was pouring off of the Nurse’s taught chest and face. He waved me over. “Want to take over for a while and keep him stretched out for me?” I nodded. He backed up, and kept backing up as he withdrew his nine-inch wet and slimy POZ cock from my boy’s ass. There was a loud ‘plop’ when he finally pulled all of the way out of my boy, and a ******* of cream flowed out. “Did you cum in him,” I asked. “Sure as shit did. And I’m going to fuck him again before I’m finished. Might fuck you too...” I gasped. I hadn’t noticed the Nurse change his rhythm or grunt, or anything when he must have cum. The Nurse stood on one side of my boy, across from the Doctor. Without hesitation, my boy started alternating, swallowing one dick down, then the other. I was so fucking turned on, that I knew I would cum as soon as I started fucking my boy’s cummy hole. I swiped up a bunch of cum, smeared it on my dick, and drove in all the way. I’d never felt my boy’s ass feel so stretched out and so wet. I knew it was because of the Nurse’s monster cock, and his POZ load. Thinking about pushing that seed deeper and deeper in my boy’s guts brought me to orgasm right away, and I shot as deep as I could into his ass. The Doctor smiled, “Wanna switch,” he asked me. I nodded, and took his place, my boy going back and forth between cleaning off my cock of cum and assjuice, and then back to the Nurse. The Nurse smiled. He leaned over and kissed me roughly. “I have an idea,” he said. He came behind me and lifted me onto the exam table, over my boy, so we were 69ing. I had a great view of Doctor Sizemore’s bare cock sliding in and out of my boy’s ass, with a white froth of assjuices and cum puddling around the base of his cock, matting his blond pubic hair. I swallowed my boy’s leaking cock as he swallowed mine. I felt the Nurse tonguing my hole. The Nurse pulled me lower so that my balls were at my boy’s mouth and I was choking on my boy’s dick. The Doctor pulled out and grabbed the back of my head. He shoved his slimy dick into my mouth. I was overwhelmed by so much stimulation and felt woozy. I was zapped back to reality when I realized that the Nurse was now standing up, on a pulled-out stool from the base of the exam table, and he was teasing my ass with his POZ cock. I wanted to cry out that I wasn’t ready to have a bare POZ dick inside me, but I couldn’t since my mouth was full of Doctor Sizemore’s enormous manhood. With my boy choking on my dick, the Nurse entered me, hard. His thrusting sent me laying flat on top of my boy. I was worked over on both ends until I felt them both pull out. I looked up and saw that they were switching places. When Doctor Sizemore got to my ass, he liked what he saw. “Nothing like a puffy stretched-out cummy hole for my dick! A great way to end the day!” I realized that the Nurse had cum in me, just like he had my boy, and now, the Nurse was going to fuck my boy again. My face was inches away from my boy’s ass as the Nurse shook his cummy filthy cock over my boy’s ass, teasing. I noticed that it was pink, and I worried that he had torn up my ass while he had been fucking me. The Doctor pierced my ass with his cock, and I yelped. The Nurse wriggled my boy’s hard cock up from below my chest and thrust it into my mouth. I gagged on it as the Nurse held my head down and started fucking my boy again. The Doctor felt so powerful as he held my hips tightly and jack-hammered away. I knew that he was shooting the Nurse’s POZ seed deeper and deeper inside me with every thrust. He grunted, and I could feel his sweat pouring down in rivulets onto my lower back. “It’s... hmmm... hmmm... not every day... fuck... that I get to do this... ummm... hmmmm... with two boys... together... Fuck that ass feels.... GREAT!” With that, his pace quickened, and then he slammed into me over and I over again, breeding my ass, and mixing his seed with the Nurse’s. The sound of me being filled made my boy cum. I couldn’t pull off, and I choked as I swallowed as much of his cum as quickly as I could, leaving pools pouring out of my mouth and down onto my boy’s balls. The Nurse cackled, “Fuck yeah!” As he slowed down his pace. I knew that he had already cum, in his stealthy way, filling my boy with his second known POZ load, and his forth of the afternoon. The Doctor, sweaty and by this time naked, reached for a clipboard. “You two know that risky behavior could cost you your health, right?” I was shocked that he was all business, as me and my boy were a naked sweaty tangled mess on his exam table. The Nurse got dressed as the Doctor continued. “When I converted, I got very sick. I need you two to take care of each other through this difficult time, that you’ll no doubt go through, and I need you to come visit regularly until we’re sure of your status.” I was confused. Wasn’t confirming our status why we were here in the first place? And did the Doctor just tell us that he too was POZ? The Nurse handed us our clothes and we started getting dressed, our asses leaking cum, and covered in sweat. The Doctor went on, “If you’re not deathly sick in the next four weeks, come back, and we’ll administer the treatment again. We’ll repeat this in cycles until we’re sure you’re both POZ.” I dropped my jaw. “Isn’t that what you wanted?” I blinked at the men, as I put the rest of my clothes on. I don’t know what my boyfriend told those men, but I knew we had a lot of talking to do. And I knew we’d be back on that exam table, together, within the month, one way or another. (I don't have any more to write about this story, but feel free to take over the storyline, if anyone would like...)

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