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The first 16 Chapters of this story can be found here: https://breeding.zone/topic/34088-codys-return/page-1 Hey guys... I'm so fucking horny right now writing this.. I need poz cock bad. Hope you like it. CHAPTER 17: Cod: “Oohhhh fuck… ohhhhhh fuck,…” "Fuck yeah, you love that poz cock huh?” Adam really knew how to hit all the right spots deep, deep inside my tight ass with that steel girder of a cock. HIV+ or not, I love being a total slut to cock and I really love feeling his bare cock fucking me. “Fuck me Adam!” “Gonna breed you so deep Cody. You ready to take another big load from me?” “FUCK yea I am.” Adam was deep-dicking me so well, prodding his bare cock against my boy button, and I knew at any moment he would pump another big load of his poz sperm inside my body. I was beyond caring: my head should have been screaming 'WTF?', but my cock didn't lie – it was hard as granite. I felt the need to tease him though, push him over the edge, and get that big load of boy batter. “Fuck you’re so hot Cod," “You too! You like my wet ass?” "Yeah, I do. Love it. Who's cum is in there?” “That’s my Dad’s." “Yeah?” “Yeah. He breeds me every day... well, nearly every day.” “He poz? Too?” “No. I mean.. I don’t know, I don’t think so, although he did say we need to get tested at some point, but…. Ohhhhhh fuck… right there… oh fuck Adam!” “Yeah, you like my big cock hitting that spot." [Grunting] "Take it boy!“ With this Adam picked-up the pace and was seriously banging my ass. I could actually hear and feel his sweaty nut sac smacking against my cheeks. I wanted his cock and cum so bad. I must have been in heat for it. “Give it to me Adam! FUCKING BREED ME!” “Yeah ... boy, I’m real close.. I’m gonna fill that ass with another big load of my POZ cum.” "Fuckin' hot!" "Haven’t had anyone tell me I’m pozzed him," Adam remarked. Somehow I found his admission oddly satisfying. 'Who knows', I thought in a flash, 'maybe this will be a first'. Then it happened. “FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!! Cuuuuuu…. Ohhhh fuck… oh fuckk Co’… cummmmmmmming”, and I knew he was pumping his big load of poz funk into my hole. Adam finally relaxed, thoroughly out of breath and equally sweaty. He lay down on top of me, kissing me, and asked simply “Good?” “Oh hell yeah... Always good!”. I kissed him with renewed energy, just to demonstrate how much I enjoyed his cock, but I gently added “Hey, I'm not sure when my Dad will be back.” "Oh, okay. Yeah. I'll go." "Let's do this again soon, okay?" “Yeah man... Anytime, you know I love that ass. Oh, and go get tested.” “Should I worry?” “Nahhh ... not really. Just good to do. So you know. Plus you’re letting a poz dude bareback and breed that hole so you never know.” After Adam left I cleaned-up and waited for Dad to get home. I wanted him to breed me but he seemed somewhat exhausted, so we kissed, cuddled and promptly fell asleep, but as I drifted off I thought 'Daddy likes breeding his baby boy in the mornings anyways'. Thursday Dad fucked me and then went out for a run. He was super sweaty when he got home. I inwardly smiled, wondering briefly if he actually went for a run this time. When Friday finally arrived I was trying to to think of a way to tell Dad I was going to be a whore at Sam’s place and he’s going to fuck and breed me, when my phone buzzed: Sam: “We still on?” Me: “You know it ... what time?” Sam: “Come over at 7… I’m inviting a few friends” Me: “Uhm… ok that’s cool, any other bottoms?” Sam: “No, just you. >=)” Sam: “Ever party?” Me: “Smoked pot a few times” Sam: “Want to?… it’ll be way more intense when you’re taking our bare cocks” Me: “Willing to try I guess” Sam: “Done it a few times ... nothing crazy, I’ll take good care of you” Me: “Deal” Five minutes later my Dad popped into the room, giving me a kiss. "Mmmm, love my boy.” "Love you too Dad.” “I’m gonna go out with friends tonight, think can you manage a Friday night without me?” “That’s incredibly convenient”, I thought, wondering casually if he was one of Sam’s 'friends'. “Yeah I’ll be okay. I want some of that cock when you get home, though.” “Deal, boy," as he gave me another kiss. "I’m in love with you Cod.” I looked up at him, “I’m in love with you too Dad.” Around 6:00 PM Dad found me watching TV, “Headed out baby boy, hopefully won’t be too late.” “It’s cool Dad, you deserve a night out – Love you.” “Love you too Cod,” briefly french kissing me before heading out. Realizing I didn't have a lot of time before I had to leave for Sam's, I thought “I’d better get it together.” Sam: As the day progressed I took a few minutes here and there to set everything in motion for Mark’s boy Cody. Tonight was the night that it was going to happen for Cody, there was no question (at least in my mind). I knew, of course, that Mark was regularly breeding him, but I also knew Mark still hadn’t been tested, so he didn't know if in fact he’s poz. “When Cody leaves my house tonight I want there to be no question that he’s HIV+”, I thought to myself as I texted Jake and Sergei: Sam: “You up for breeding a neg hole with that newly + cock?” Jake: “Haha… yep, already bred a college dude, horned as fuck” Sam: “Come over at 6:30, got something very special I need you to do ... don’t be late” Jake: “Sounds hot” Sam: “Got another young one to tag ... you up for it?” Sergei: “Always” Sam: “Come over at 730 ... back door, undress, be quiet … got it?” Sergei: “k” Finally text Mark, I want him in on Cod’s conversion but I can’t let him know what’s going on until it’s done: Sam: “Still coming over for fun tonight?” Mark: “Fuck yea… found another Jake?” Sam: “LOL… yep, might say that, pretty sure he’s neg” Mark: “Not after we get done” Sam: “Come over at 8, back door, undress and be VERY quiet, got it?” Mark: “Got it sexy” With the guys all setup I got to work finishing things for the night's session. I setup the sling, grab some lube, towels and put my GoPro in the best position to capture Cod’s conversion party. I take two unused syringes from my party supplies, add a small does of T to one of them, and put them in the living room for easy access later. Just as my clock hit 6:30, right on time, Jake appeared at my front door. “Hey sexy.” “Hey Sam," I replied, giving him a kiss as he felt-up my cock even before I had closed the door. “Get rid of these clothes, I want you naked.” “Mmmmmm… Is this the cock that pozzed me?" “Nope, but Sergei will be here soon and you can show him how much you appreciate it, now get naked.” Jake stripped, and his cock came into view I enjoyed his hot body, and I complemented him remarking “That’s a hot poz cock you got there boy.” “Thanks,” he beamed as we resumed making out. Both of us were instantly hard. “So what ... err who’s getting pozzed tonight?” “We’re waiting on Mark and Sergei to get here.. and our vic.. err bottom boy. His name is Cody, when he gets here I need you in the kitchen, and very quiet, … wait for me to get you ... he doesn’t know who’s coming and except for me his breeders will be anonymous to him.” “Sounds kinda hot.” “Very. I’ve got my GoPro hooked up and streaming, after I take Cody to my bedroom you can turn on my laptop and watch us until I come get you.” “Cool." “Mmmm, now … I need some of that brand new poz cock bad,” and with that I squatted down, sucking on Jake’s cock to get him worked up before Cody arrived. “Uhhhh… ohhhhh … fuck … oh fuck that feels good." I sucked Jake for a few minutes, paying particular attention to the head and piss slit. When I start to taste Jake’s poz precum I immediately stop sucking him. “I just need you horny and worked up, sexy.” “Haha ... I’m pozzing hole tonight, I’m already horny and worked up.” Right on time, at 7:00 PM, I heard someone at the door. It was Cod. I gestured for silence, whispered "Go," and pointed Jake toward the kitchen, enjoying the sight of his cute little ass as he left the room, under my breathe murmuring “I wanna put my tongue in that so bad." I let Cod in and greet him with a big, wet kiss. He checked me out, up and down, focusing particularly on my cock. “Like what you see?” I asked. Perhaps just a bit nervous, he answered with a smile, “Yeah." I gave him several more kisses, just to loosen him up, and as his body relaxed I gestured for him to follow me into the bedroom, “Come with me sexy boy.” Once there I handed him a beverage I had prepared in advance of his arrival, saying only “Drink this.” Cod looks at the glass. It appeared to hold a shot glass worth of water, and he downed it, asking afterwards “Water?” “Yeah … and something extra to help you relax, nothing bad, just a little G to loosen things up.” I kissed him again, murmuring into his ear “Strip. Now.” “Anyone else here?” “Soon.” Cod looks at me with a silly grin and strips off his shirt. His chest was very nice and smooth, and his build was beautifully toned. Two seconds later his pants, socks and underwear were gone. “Good boy,” I praised him, giving him another kiss. This time my cock nudged him as he folded into my embrace. “Like that poz cock huh?” Looking up at me, he softly replied "Oh, yeah." “I’m poz, Cod. You sure you want more of this cock and cum inside you?” Again he replied "Oh, yeah." Exchanging smiles, we made-out very seriously. My cock is already leaking a river of poz precum, “Lay on the bed Cod.” He complied. Climbing onto the bed, I stroked his legs and back, and rubbed my cock head in the crack of his ass. He raised his legs, his legs .immediately go up, and I tease and his hole using my precum to get it wet. I think, “I want to fuck and breed this boy so bad right now.” We kissed a bit more. A few minutes of foreplay went by and Cod relaxed in my arms. The G was taking effect. Between kisses, “Cod baby.. “, more kisses, “I gotta get you ready for your party.” “Oh yeah… I’m ready… mmmm, so relaxed… I’m soooo good, I’m sooooo fucking horny Sam.” “I know sexy… but I need you ready to go when the other guys get here.” “Oh yeah… cool, tell me what to do.” but he just lay there. The G was doing its trick on him. “I’m going to blind fold you, don’t worry I’ll be right here.” “Uhhh… okay.” I placed the blind fold over his eyes, asking “Too tight?” “No.. no, it's good. Can’t see a thing now though.” “Just relax ... it’ll be fun.” It was time to bring Sergei in so I prepared Cod, saying, "Stay here Baby. I'm gonna go see if any of the guys are here. I’m just going in the living room, so just relax." He replied with a very calm "Okay." I walked through the living room, picking-up the syringe with T, and made my way to the kitchen; Sergei was naked and Jake was already sucking his cock, the laptop on and showing the feed from my cam. “That’s hot guys, but don’t cum yet we’re taking care of Cody tonight and I want him full of poz cum.” Jake stood-up, giving Sergei a quick kiss. Jake knews Sergei’s cum knocked him up. The strong bond between them was inescapable. I imagine most bug chasers hope for their kind of connection. Or so I liked to think. “Jake, I'm gonna need your arm for a bit.” “Wha… ok.. what are we doing?” “Just need some of that newly HIV+ blood flowing through your veins … need to soften this Tina up for Cody. “Fuck,” Sergei grunted. A huge smile cames over Jake’s face as he realized what’s going to happen, “Fuck ... okay,” extending his arm without hesitation. Sergei piped-up, “Fuck yeah, Jake, give him our bug.” “Sergei, would you squeeze his bicep?” Looking at Jake, “Make a fist.” Having done this more than once, I slowly insert the stabby part of the needle into one of Jake’s veins and carefully draw out just enough blood to cover the T, tapping the syringe a few times to help it dissolve in the blood. “Good," I remarked as I withdrew the needle adding “He doesn’t know you’re here, so stay quiet and come with me.” With that the three of us headed back to my bedroom.

Was out away from family running errands. Hit up A4A and saw a hot black top close by. Messaged him that I was interested in sucking and swallowing. He responded back and after a little back and forth he gave me his address. Just as I arrived at his place I rechecked my phone to make sure I had the right place and re-read the guys profile. Somehow in my horniness I missed that he placed his status as poz. I got a knot in my stomach, on one hand I had not had a cock in my mouth in months nor tasted a sweet a load in longer time. I convinced myself to meet the guy first before making a final judgment. I was ROCK HARD as I got to his place. I could not explain why I was suddenly so horny. After speaking with him he assured me he was on meds, undetectable. I went down on him in no time. Until that moment I never really even considered poz guys, though I never really asked status much. Somehow knowing he was poz got me horny as shit. He started using fingers on my ass and I sucked him more passionately. I know deep down if he had decided to fuck me I would have let him and taken his cum deep in my ass. My increased attention to his cock got him to cum massively in mouth, I swallowed every drop. This was my first known poz load.

After a shitty week of working long hours and crap from bosses all i wanted was the biggest cock i could find. I messages an older muscle daddy type who i know with a very thick 9inch cock. I got a message back to saying he has a BF now and will have to check if its ok and if i minded a 3some. I said yeah a 3some is fine. 30min later i got a message saying come over at 9pm. I arrived about 9:30 and as they said i walked right in and found them in the bedroom both naked playing with there fat cocks. His new bf was just as hot and had a similar sized cock. i stripped and joined them sucking one then the other my buddy soon got behind me and ate my arse while i sucked his bf. After a while i felt that amazing cock push its way in and stretch me to my limit. He didn't give me much chance to get use to the size before he started hammering my arse forcing me into his bf cock. Luckily my gag reflex is almost gone after spending years on my knees in dark rooms. They kept switching positions for over and hour and at one point they tried to double fuck me but i didn't stand a chance. My buddy loaded me first then his bf after very little effort i got my buddy hard and he shot a 3rd load in my wrecked arse. I should be seeing them again next week but this time all 3 of us are working on a fit young chaser they know.

the following story is of revenge and lust and love. the back story is a bit long but necessary for you to understand the Rage that Dave felt. I was a late bloomer, at least physically, as puberty didn’t hit me until I was almost 15. That being said it should also mentioned that my genetics gave me a large penis, even before puberty, so when it hit I was exceptionally built, even if my body didn’t really start developing until many of my peers had already had their growth spurts, began developing hairy crotches and arm pits, a few even had the beginnings of peach fuzz on their cheeks and upper lips. Upon entering high school, however, I looked like a ten year old, I was 4’6” and still maintained a good amount of baby fat, I was toned and athletic but the fat on top of my muscles made me look pudgy. My name is Dave by the way and although I have just described what would result in a not so pleasant high school experience, the real story began in kindergarten. I was the small slightly klutzy kid who, while active, found that my hand eye coordination was off just a tad and accidents found me. Fortunately Justin, a bright athletic toddler, decided he liked this calamity-waiting-to-happen kind of kid and befriended me, bringing me into the popular kid circle. We became bosom buddies up until the third grade, when Justin’s athletic abilities started steering him towards the more coordinated jock crowd. He played pop warner football in the fall and little league baseball in the spring, while I gradually turned into a bookworm, all the while looking like a first grade student. More than one of my teachers went so far as to discretely (or not) ask if something was wrong with me since. They always prefaced their comments by noting that while I was clearly quite smart, my body wasn’t developing at the same rate as my peers, and more than one teacher recommended my parents to seek out professional help for me. Midway through the fourth grade after many test the doctors simply said I was normal, and that my body would catch up as soon as I hit puberty. They did discover my motor skills problems were related to a sight problem, where objects coming towards me at a rapid pace were perceived as approaching at a slower speed, affecting my reaction speed and often resulting in an accident or mishap. I was prescribed glasses to help with my eye problem which just made me look geekier. While Justin and I had drifted apart into different circles of friends he had been cordial up to this point, but after I started wearing glasses, he started taunting me, putting me down and occasionally shoving me. He was becoming the typical jock bully. By 6th grade he was starting to make my life miserable at school and in the neighborhood, since he lived just a block away. In seventh grade when all the boys it seemed were starting to develop I still looked like a third grader, small, clear skin, pudgy and with a little kid voice. Justin just used my stature as another means of tormenting me, what he didn’t realize though is I had constructed a fairly decent home gym for myself to work out in, so while he was out playing ball and terrorizing the neighborhood with his jock pranks throughout middle school and freshmen and sophomore years I was developing my muscle mass, improving my eye hand coordination and under my layer of baby fat was becoming a hot jock myself, I had developed quite the throwing arm with a football, as well as a kicker. I also was starting to get pretty good with a basketball, winning almost all of my games of HORSE with my friends. Justin continued to be my number one bully however, never realizing or noticing the changes my small framed body had gone through. He made my life a living hell at school. Then about half way through my sophomore year when I was fourteen almost fifteen things really began to change for me as my body finally started changing, my voice broke and I started a growth spurt, I went from being just under 5 feet to 5’7 in six months my baby fat started giving way to the musculature below and my man parts which had already been large for a boy my age began to fill out more, by the time I turned 16 my cock hung limp at 8 inches and filled out when hard to just over ten. Upon entering my junior year I was nearly 6’ tall and had a 28 inch waist, with a 38 inch chest and 17 inch biceps, I was a classic hunk, but Justin didn’t seem to notice, even when I tried out for football (QB and punter) for junior varsity he didn’t take notice. I won the spot as third string QB and 1st string punter and was actually starting to become a jock type myself, but Justin just kept taunting me and manhandling me, not in a good way, being the bully he had become since fourth grade to me. I finished high school and went on to college, gaining a bachelor’s degree, then opening a business of my own. It had been now 5 years since college and I considered myself successful and happy, I owned my own home had two beautiful dogs to keep me entertained and happy, had a circle of friends I could rely on and socialize with. Now you may wonder where this is going, I know you are wondering “ok he’s writing and posting this on a sex story forum, where’s the hot steamy sex? “ Fear not dear reader for that’s just the backstory, the real story begins now. Two weeks ago I got a message on a social media site requesting my presence at the 10 year reunion of my graduating class of high school, from a dear friend of mine asking if I’d be her date, since neither of us had chosen a love interest to co-habitat with, I knew she was a lesbian and she knew I was a gay guy. I accepted her invite hoping some of the guys, Justin, had grown up and changed. The night of the reunion had arrived and I went to pick up Molly, she was as beautiful as ever, we proceeded to the event hall of our alma mater and proceeded to have a pleasant time, only once did I spy my nemesis across the room still being a jock, still looking hunkier than ever. I noticed many of the jocks had lost their luster and were looking a little pudgy after just 10 years, but a few of my classmate were looking pretty dam good, Justin included, I knew several of the ones who were once gangly teens and know came off as hunk were gay like me and would run across them at the gym on occasion. The night went off without incident and I returned home to my loving dogs, only to find a message on my machine, it was from Justin “dude caught sight of you at reunion, got you numbers from the roster at the event, would really like to get together and talk, we have a lot of catching up to do, and lots to discuss, please call me back ***-***-****” I was shocked he even had the audacity to call let alone look me up after all the bullshit he put me through in junior high and high school, I hit erase and headed off to bed. My dreams suddenly were filled with images of Justin standing before me naked, jerking off then pissing on me, taunting me “Yeah you like that you dirty faggot, take my waste, I bet you’d like if I raped your ass” I woke in a cold sweat and a raging bone, thinking about Justin abusing me, although he never taunted me with homophobic slurs in our shared youth. I rolled over and fell back to sleep, only to awoken by my dogs nuzzling me to let them out. It was Saturday and after letting the animals back in packed my gym bag and was out the door to the gym. I checked my phone and there was a text from an unknown number, I cautiously opened it, it was from Justin “Dave, its Justin, I know I was mean to you back when but I really would like a chance to see and talk to you, please bud give me another chance” Who the hell did he think he was asking for a second chance after making my school experience less than pleasant? “Dude you made my high school years a living hell, if you only realized what you put me through you’d stop taunting me and just forget I ever existed… I’m off to the gym so I don’t have time for your bullshit” I really didn’t know why I had added that last part, maybe to prove to him I was as manly as he was and dig back at him that I had turned into one hell of a hunk myself. Didn’t really matter as I exited the locker room and headed to the tread mill. I started off slow after stretching then sped it up to a healthy 5mph pace for a nice jog for ten minutes or so, I was dripping sweat when I noticed someone had climbed on the treadmill next to mine, I slowed it down to a fast walk to start my cool down, then to a slower pace to bring my heart rate back to normal, I glanced over to see Justin beginning to break a sweat at a healthy jog I slowed down some more, the shut down the machine, leaving without so much as an acknowledgement of my nemesis

Been reading and thinking about getting fucked raw and loaded when horsing around for so long. Finally happened. Started PrEP a few months ago just in case got the nerve. Partner and I were down in DC for MAL and got hit on by this young sexy otter. Took him back to the room and soon as we start undressing he is like I am on PrEP and good with condoms or without. So we Hirse around a bit and then I see my partner line up dick to the guys ass and slides in bare. I was so turned on watching how much fun they were having. I start making out with guy while he is getting fucked. Also start to wonder how far this going and realize my partner is picking up steam and then pushes in deep and explodes in the guy. We all fall asleep spooning each other. I wake up this morning to a hard dick up against my hole. This is my chance I thought and by this sexy young buck. So I spit ito my hand and reached back to finger it into my hole. I then hear the otter spit as well and soon he is pushing onto me. He is fucking me slowly when my partner wakes up and realizes what is going on. He watches me gets fucked for a bit and then decides he wants to join in. He lubes up and slides into the otter. Gives the guy a short hard fuck while he is still fucking of me and dumps his second load into the guy. My young stud gets so turned on that he really starts to pound and nail me. We are both moanin and grunting as he starts to pick up steam. His dick is getting even harder and I am like this is going to happen. I am going to take a load from someone just meet basically. I am so turned on I cum into the bed. The otter really starts fucking me and suddenly pushes in deep and floods me with his spunk. Done, took my first load during a hook up and not from the BF. Loved it.

Guys I need you to realize this story is complete FICTION, your personal feelings aside, I wrote it because I'm a very horny guy... not because I'm encouraging you or anyone else to do anything in the story. If something strikes a chord I can certainly appreciate you liking it (or not), but I can't censor myself otherwise the story won't flow ... for good, or for bad. Hopefully most of you like it, and if you don't, I'm ok with that, and understand. Thanks.

When you first meet Mitch, chances are you'd see just another white teenager trying to be cool by imitating the dress, mannerisms and swagger of his black friends. Like most people you'd probably just shake your head and wonder where his parents were when they should have been teaching him to stand up straight, look people in the eye, get good grades, make something of himself, etc. Maybe you're the exception, maybe you're the guy who sees through his macho act and realizes how insecure the kid really is, maybe you're like Terrell. From the moment Terrell spotted Mitch, he saw right through his false exterior. Even with only a moment's interaction, when T's sister introduced Mitch as the newest employee at the restaurant where she works, Terrell was sure that this kid was a poser, desperately trying to keep something secret from his family, or friends at school. Usually white boys acting like "wiggers" was nothing new, but T felt certain this kid was trying a little harder and worried a little more than he should be about keeping up appearances. "Sup Mitch? Nice to meet ya." Terrell said, sizing up the teen while moving in to shake his hand. Before he could clasp his palm with the boy's, Mitch slid his fingers back, slapped them with T's and fist bumped him. "Fo Sho' Terrell, Aisha been illin to bounce fo' hours son," T had a hard time not laughing at the over-exaggerated ebonics the boy used. "Good thing you showed on time or she'da put a hit on yo' ass!" "Best be leavin' then, peace out kid." After one more ridiculous slide/swipe/bump combo, Aisha and Terrell went to leave, as Mitch returned to work, putting away some packs of napkins on a lower shelf. T's dick swelled as the teen's jeans dropped dangerously low on his hips, almost taking his boxers with them, stopping just far enough for Terrell to catch a glimpse of his lily white ass crack and the soft blonde hairs glowing in the reflected light. Embarassed, the high schooler tugged them higher and turned to see if he'd been caught, accidentally allowing him to take in the view as T adjusted his monster snake through his jeans and boxer briefs. Usually straight boys are oblivious to such gestures (or they'll act like it is sick and wrong and possibly attack), but Mitch froze and his eyes widened a little, leading to he and T sharing a look before Mitch's cheeks went red and he whipped back to the napkins. "So that's what he's hiding," Terrell thought to himself, making a mental note to squeeze Aisha for more info on Mitch later that night. Pics that inspired Mitch and Terrell: Terrell was no stranger to closeted gay guys, especially in his line of work: dealing Tina, Coke, Gina and Molly to a large selection of users, ranging from teens to seniors, in every color imaginable. Often he'd helped a hot young gay dude come out by getting high with him and providing an opportunity for them to be alone, naked and surrounded by drugs. For the most part, T was accustomed to practicing these skills on guys who came to him to buy, so it hadn't really crossed his mind what he'd need to do to work his magic on a sober stud. Aisha was as helpful as she could be, without any knowledge of what her bro had in mind for the teen. Under the guise of small talk while they ate dinner, she divulged Mitch's age, family situation (two sisters in college, dad in another state, mom working 60-80 hour shifts as hospital administrator), area where he lived (about two miles away in a nicer part of town), personal history (moved here last year, only a few friends, saving up to buy a car), and so on. When she was finally finished and her boyfriend had showed up to drive her home, she unwittingly given T a plan of attack. Once the door clicked shut, Terrell hopped on his laptop and found Mitch on Facebook. His assumption that the teen was hungry for friends proved true when the friend request was accepted within moments of being sent. Now that he was in, it was time to do some research and make sure this boy was a homo. Photos and status updates confirmed that the only women in his life were his family and some close friends from his old town. Dating seemed to be the only thing excluded from his detailed, copious posts; a good sign for T. As more photos and posts loaded, T's jaw dropped as a photo of Mitch with some of his former school's fellow swim team members popped up. Terrell massive uncut cock pulsed at the sight of bare teen flesh like normal, but what made it surge to half-hard was the boy in the middle. Buff but trim, cut abs, pecs, thighs and calves, capped by wide shoulders and firm biceps, leading to a familiar smile and blonde mass of wet hair: it was Mitch, and he was hot as fuck. T pulled his jeans and undies to the floor, grabbed his bubbler, loaded a fat crystal and hit it while scrolling through more and more shots of Mitch's body, butt and bulge. From an initial inspection, he probably had average size dick and balls, but his butt was the definition of bubbly and his body was flawless. Stroking his foreskin over and down the head and shaft of his chocolate penis was causing his balls to tighten and droplets of precum to appear at his dickslit. The doorbell rang, eliciting some curses from T, but he smiled when the webcam on his porch revealed it was one of his regular clients, a law school student who bought Tina when he needed to pull an all-nighter… and also enjoyed getting Terrell's cock down his throat. "Come in and lock u[ behind you," Terrell commanded upon opening the door, not bothering to put his pants back on. Law boy did as requested then sat on the couch opposite Terrell's layzboy, and licked his lips while counting out his cash. T weighed a fat sack for the boy, admiring his easy handsome face and slim body, noticing for the first time how much he looked like a young Rob Lowe. "Get naked and I'll smoke you out." "Rob" seemed hesitant, since none of his previous visits required he get undressed. Still the sight of the shard T chose for the pipe changed his mind, and in a flash he was naked and stroking a respectable 7 inch cut penis. As they each took a hit from the pipe, T went back to looking at pics of Mitch, now on his phone, and lazily worked his own cock until the bowl was finished and "Rob" fell to his knees and started nibbling the foreskin and lapping at the balls, shaft and head. "I bet lil' mitchy would have a fucking aneurism if he walked in on this!" T thought, chuckling under his breath while pushing his cock deeper into Rob's mouth and gullet. Like a lightening bolt, it struck T that a little unexpected exposure to gay sex was exactly what Mitch needed in order for Terrell to plant a seed in the kid's brain. Pushing his cock in Rob's mouth until his balls rested on the 22 yr old's chin, T found Mitch's number and dialed him. Rob: "Sup, who dis?" Mitch answered, catching T off guard for a second. "This is T, ya know, Terrell, Aisha's bro." T tried his best to make the boy feel like he was convincingly ghetto, but he was slightly distracted by the fag tonguing his shaft. " Just wondering if you got plans for Saturday night after you get off work. Me and some buds are gonna play ball at the park then head back to my place for some smoke and cocktails." "Sounds awesome bro," for a moment Mitch almost forgot to speak poorly, then calmed himself enough to return to his previous pattern. "Can't smoke cuz' the shit job does random UA's man, but I'd be down to play ball and hang. Lemme run and check with my moms real quick to see if it's coo." As Mitch put the phone down, T could still hear him talk to his mother, suddenly becoming the perfect little preppy boy, saying all the right shit that moms love and promising he won't drink, smoke or be out past 11. The sound of this little boy begging his mommy to come get corrupted was too much for T, who grabbed Rob from the floor, shoved his discarded undies in his mouth, turned him around and bent him over the couch. Rob was obviously freaked, so Terrell shoved some poppers under his nose while reaching into his discarded jeans for a small container of boy butter. Still as he pressed his cock head against the law student's sphincter, he heard some mumbles about a condom, which just made him laugh. Instead he shoved the poppers back under Rob's nose, then pressed his weight into the boy, forcing him up against the back of the couch, including his face, muting his cries as T's fat head burst into Rob's hole. He had every reason to cry since Terrell's cock was now somewhere in the range of 10-11 inches and as thick as a 40. Mitch came back on the line and told Terrell he was in, asking who all would be there. Pumping deeper and deeper into Rob's cunt, T tried to sound normal as he explained it would be some friends and maybe a guy or two from grindr. Silence was all that came back over the phone line for a minute until Mitch expressed wonder at what grindr was. The pause meant Mitch knew exactly what it was, and he probably had a profile on there. Terrell explained in g-rated terminology what grindr was used for, and Mitch finally, reluctantly agreed to be there after his shift Saturday. As soon as the call ended, T flipped Rob on his back and slammed back inside the law bitch, making his scream and try desperately to get away. T had an obvious advantage when it came to making Rob stay put, since he was almost a foot taller than his victim bottom at nearly 6'7" and worked out for three hours everyday, building his body into a fuck machine! Pinning Rob with one hand, he resumed raping his ass while his free hand did a search on grindr. With some minor modifications to the age, location parameters and interests, T had no trouble coming up with Mitch's profile. As he suspected, Mitch had taken a pic from his swim team collection and blurred his face and the background. Still Terrell was confident it was him. Clicking on his other photos, he moaned when the next photo was one of Mitch grasping his hard 6 inch cock on a twin bed that T guessed to be in Mitch's room. Posters featuring the X-men and pink floyd hung behind him on the wall. Again the face was blurred, but that didn't stop T. Clicking for the last photo, he felt his balls tighten at the sight of Mitch doggy style on that same bed, with a magic marker shoved up his hole. Plowing as deep as he could caused his cum to explode far up Rob's hole, as well as making the poor boy scream and pass out. Pulse after pulse of jizz coated the unconscious boy's innards until T felt woozy too and collapsed onto the inert body of the law boy he'd just made into a law man. --- Rob's rape: When Rob came to, T was wearing some bball shorts while a tall thin white dude covered in tattoos worked his 8 and 1/2 inch cock in and out of Rob's hole. Terrell had been calling bros to see who he could get for Saturday and when Yuri told him he needed to stop by to re-stock on tina, it only seemed polite to offer Rob's ass as a bonus. Tears ran down the student's cheeks as he resigned himself to being a cumdump for the two men that night, hitting the pipe again as much as he could in hopes of forgetting what happened when he left three hours later, sloshing around with 4 loads inside his butt. Yuri: Next time...

Met a friend today that I've seen a few times. Not the guy with the roommate, this one lives alone. He's got a meaty 7.5" BBC that's nice and thick, and it curves to the right so when I blow him from the side, it slips right down my throat. Unfortunately he only fucks with a condom (I've told him that when he's ready, he can bareback me). I was pinned to his bed as he was going to town on my hole today, when he made a grunt and slowed down, then slipped out of my ass. I figured he had cum and decided that, since last time he fucked me he threw the rubber away, I'd peel it off his cock and eat his cum out of it before it went into the trash. He was still on his knees behind me so I reached back, rolled the rubber up his shaft, and pulled it off over the head. I aimed his cock back at my hole to see if he would slip inside, and boy, did he! Before I knew it he was pounding my hole again with reckless abandon, and that's when I realized the condom was empty! It felt so much better to have him bare inside me, and he was sweating and grunting his pleasure more than usual so I knew he was enjoying it too. Before long the real orgasm came, and it was the most intense I've ever seen him experience. He collapsed beside me on the bed as I lay there wishing for round two. No suck luck, so as we got up to dress I felt his cum running down my leg. No matter, I dressed anyway and off I went towards home. Some of his DNA is still inside me. Love it!

Barrio Boy Gives Me a Load: I was living in San Antonio and the gay rodeo had come to town, which was a pretty big deal as gay men and women from all over the state came to the city to enjoy the festivities. It was a Saturday afternoon and I went to see that afternoon’s rodeo show with a group of friends so we could eye the cowboy candy, hangout, and just have fun. We spent all afternoon and into early evening at the rodeo and by the time we moved to one of the gay country western bars off North Main I was pretty buzzed, horned, and eager to find some raw cowboy dick. Far too quickly my friends said they were ready to leave, which was just fine with me as they had cock blocked me anytime I even glanced at one of the strangers visiting town. Usually I only drank beer, but that night had had a few shots of tequila and was having a blast so told them I would grab a cab and to go on without me. I was sure I would get lucky now that my friends had left. Well, I’m not sure what was in the air that night, but I was having no luck with the cowboy crowd at all and said fuck it, time to go home. I headed out of the club and decided to walk a bit and turned right onto the side street instead of left to North Main. I had barely gone a block when this car slowed down beside me and this Mexican guy leaned over and asked through the open window (in a very heavy Spanish accent), “Wanna ride?” I was a bit drunk by then and decided to ignore the fact that I could smell the strong aroma of weed coming out of his car and the fleeting thought of cops pulling us over, or that he looked a bit rough, and totally straight. I was horny and ever hopeful and said, “Sure, thanks man.” As soon as I sat in the car he started driving. He did not ask me where I lived and I did not really care and naively it did not even cross my mind that he might try to rob me, or worse. I asked him if he lived in the city and he said, “Si,” then several words in Spanish I did not understand. He then pointed several times with his left thumb towards to west side of town and said, “En el barrio. Barrio.” Aaahhh. OK. We drove for a couple minutes when he handed a joint to me and asked, “You want?” I said, “No, thanks, but I don’t mind if you do and want some company.” The barrio boy looked at me sideways as he drove and I could not tell what his was thinking, but he said, “OK” and kept driving. At the next stop light he set his still it joint in the ahstray, then reached under his seat, pulled out a plastic baggy that looked like a giant marshmellow, untwisted the rubber band that was keep the end closed. I watched as he then leaned over and opened the glove compartment, fished around, and pulled out two small, metal straws. The barrio boy handed one to me and then with other he put one tip into his nose and the other into the raised baggy and SNORTED. He switched to the other nostril, SNORTED, shook his head, turned to me and smiled and handed the baggy to me. I eyed the chunky powder, took my metal straw and mimicked what I saw him do. HOLY FUCK! After the initial nose weirdness, I felt light, full of energy, my mind seemed less foggy from drinking, and my horniness level went from 8 to 10, 10, 10. The light changed, the barrio boy laughed and nodded his head enjoying the shared elation, and handed me the rubber band so I could close up the goody bag. While I had tops order me to do coke again in the future, it never seemed to live up to that first time – and night. Several minutes later we pulled into a parking lot of a store and he hopped out and went inside. I started to look around realized I had no fucking idea where I was in the city, but again, did not really care. I hefted the good bag and was tempted to snort some more, but there were too many people around, so I laid my head back on the seat, closed my eyes a moment, listened to the music, and the sounds of the city around us. The barrio boy hopped back in the car and handed me a bottle of tequila in a brown paper bag and gave me a wicked smile. He also set a bag on the back seat that I could see had beer in it. I had not really paid attention before, but in the bright lights from the store and parking lot I then realized he was sort of hot. Nice thick mustache, wavy dark hair, about my age, and damn those eyes. The car revved back to life, we started driving again and I took a big swig of tequila and coughed and choked. Damn that shit burned! The barrio boy laughed, grabbed the bottle, threw back a deep swig, smiled and set the bottle between his crotch and the steering wheel. I was hoping that was an invitation of things to come. We continued to drive around the city for a while taking turns swigging from the bottle of tequila, emptying a few beers, him smoking his joints, and both of us taking turns snorting powder. The barrio boy still did not say anything as it was clear our language barrier –for general conversation anyways – was a problem, so we just smiled and nodded at each other and enjoyed the company. After a while he turned the car down a side street that was a bit darker and took several more turns. I realized I was not seeing any cars anymore and it was getting darker and darker. He finally stopped the car and I looked around. It appeared we were in the middle of a bunch of warehouses that were a good ways west of downtown as I could see the city center off to my right. No people, no cars, no idea where I was and maybe I should have been afraid, but the tequila made me say what the fuck – whatever. The barrio boy parked the car and turned it car off. I was enveloped in quiet and darkness save for the light cast by the nearly full moon and the small security light dangling by a wire on the corner of the warehouse. My eyes then turned to my Mexican friend, he looked over at me and gave me a crooked smile and I melted. He then turned the radio to a more mellow Spanish music station, pulled out another joint and lit up, took a big hit, smiled again, sat back in the seat, closed his eyes and let it take. I was still sort of confused and not sure what exactly was up, so took another swig of tequila and chased it with two big snorts. I then grabbed two more beers and handed one to him and he nodded his thanks. I had downed about half the beer when I glanced at him and saw he was rubbing his crotch. Or was I just drunk? High? No he was definitely rubbing his crotch. He put the joint between his lips, arched his body and unzipped his pants, and this fat, uncut dick flopped out. Now that his dick could breathe, he grabbed the lighter, relit his joint, looked at me and gave me that smile again. OK, I knew what was up now. I leaned over, gently rolled his foreskin back, took a nice long whiff of his unwashed dick, and started sucking it. I heard him inhale deep and then smelled the weed smoke wash over me as he exhaled. I just kept sucking. He had a long foreskin that I was able to nibble on and lick each time I went down on him and had not washed in a while for sure as he tasted sweaty, clammy, and somewhat sour, but damn it tasted good! I soon realized I had to piss – bad – so paused my work on his dick, opened the passenger’s door, got out, stood near the back of the car and started to piss. I had dropped my shorts and jumped a little when I felt a hand touching my ass. I looked to my left and the barrio boy was now standing beside me with his dick half hard, his pants around his ankles, and a huge stream of piss flowing out his cock. FUCK that made me hard! He finished up, shook the last few drops off, and I got on my hands and knees and started to suck him again. I sucked him for a while, then I felt him push me down by my shoulders. We were in a parking lot and it was rough, there was gravel, my knees were already hurting, but he pushed me onto my back, lifted my legs, spit on his hand, rubbed his dick, then pushed his dick against my ass – HARD. It took my breath away when he popped through my hole, and so I wrapped my arms around his neck and felt his weight as he started pumping my ass. Part of my brain was asking what the fuck was I doing, I should ask him to stop and put on a condom, where was I, etc… but my ass took over and I just gave in and felt him ride me. I wanted him to breed me so bad and was thankful he was drunk enough to fuck me raw. I almost chuckled a little as I thought, “I wonder how to say ‘PLEASE CUM IN ME’ in Spanish.” The barrio boy fucked my ass hard and without mercy and the gravel and broken pavement poked and tore into my back. This was clearly a fuck for his pleasure, and he was taking what he wanted. With every stroke he came almost all the way out (and a couple times he did come all the way out) and then slammed back in. He did not say a word, but held me tight and grunted and moaned with every thrust. I continued to hold my arms tight around his neck and loved the smell of his hair and skin as he fucked me like some street hooker. I was so out of it – between the tequila and dick in my ass I was floating in bliss and am sure had a big old grin on my face. After a while he pulled out, got on his knees, looked at me, smiled again, grabbed my hand and pulled me up as he stood up. He then bent me over the trunk of the car and in one stroke buried his dick back up my ass, and I just held on feeling his fat uncut dick slide in and out. Soon he started to grunt and say something in Spanish. I had no idea what, but hoped it was good. His dick swelled, he grabbed me in a bear hug, and I felt him unload his Mexican sperm in my guts, and I begged for it all as his dick twitched and spasmed inside me. Finally spent, he yanked his dick out of my ass and stood there in the parking lot looking at me. His face was shadowed and I was not sure if he was angry now and realized what he had done through his drunken/stoned haze or what. But, I knelt back down on the pavement and licked and sucked on his dick to clean him off and he did not stop me. Fuck he tasted good. Once I was finished to his satisfaction, he pulled up his pants up around his hips, walked around and sat back in the car, lit up another joint and relaxed back into the seat. I climbed back into the passenger’s side and when he smiled at me I knew it was all good. Well that and the fact that his dick was still flopped out onto his lap as he had not zipped his pants back up. As he tapped out the final spark his joint, the barrio boy took the baggy, did multiple snorts in each nostril, handed the baggy to me and got out of the car. I figured he had to piss or something so I stayed where I was and coated my nose. He then ducked his head back inside and said something, but then remembering I did not speak Spanish he urged me to come over towards him with short frantic waves of his right hand. I got out, walked around the back of the car, and met him at the now open back door on the driver’s side. The barrio boy pushed his pants down to his ankles and started stroking his dick, his intent clear – he wanted more ass. I scooted into the open doorway of the car and leaned forward with my hands on the seat. Once again I had no idea what he said, be he must have liked the view as he quickly forced his raw dick back in my ass using his first load as lube. This time the fuck was about both of us as I pushed back, spread my legs so my hole opened more, and met every one of this thrusts with one of my own. He was not so quiet this time and the more he fucked, the more verbal he got, and the louder his voice rose, the more I was sure somebody would hear us and call the cops. Far too soon I was back on my knees licking his now soft dick clean. We both got back in the car, drank a little more, and about 5 minutes later, he closed his door, started the car, and began driving. Soon we were back near the clubs and I told him he could just let me out any place. As I hopped in the cab to finally head home, my ass full of Mexican leche, I was finally satisfied. The next day I met up with my friends at a pool party and a few of them razzed me because I would not take my shirt off and did not feel like being in the sun. I just used the ‘fucking tequila worked me over’ excuse. How could I explain the cuts, scratches, and red marks on my back and ass from being fucked raw in some parking lot? How could I tell them about the anonymous Mexican guy I rode around the city with while snorting his cocaine before bending over for his raw dick and his sticky churro? No, some things are best kept to myself. I went back to that block by the clubs several times after going out, hoping I would see him again. I never did, but did end up doing a hot three way with two other barrio boys one night. That’s a story for another time.

The events in the story are based on actual events. The names have been changed to protected the "Innocent". Well, it goes a little like this. Not that far in the recent past. I was bored. The name is Gerald by the way. hmmn, let me get back to it. It was Friday and I had just got home from picking up the wife and kid and bringing them home from work and school. When I got home I really felt like I needed to have a night to myself and I wanted to go out. So being the "Innocent" Pastor I told my wife that I was going to a friends house for drinks. Anyway, I gave her a good night kiss and headed out the house after hugging my son and went to get a few things and to make the night happen. So I headed over to store and grabbed a torch lighter, some extenze pills, banana and plenty to drink. Anyway, I went back to the car and got on BBRT and nastykinkpigs.com and browed around for some play. Meanwhile, while browsing a buddy messaged me and said hey "What you trying to do?" I said get it in but I don't have any supply. He was like oh I got supply just come by my way. I said ok, so while I headed over to his spot, I was thinking LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!. I arrived and he was standing outside waiting for me. I cam up to the door and we walked up a few stairs to his room where he had a buddy waiting. I was like ok. This is different. speaking wild thoughts in my mind. Well since this was the first time we met and hooked up, I was kind of nervous and I guess he was too but we chatted and chilled for a bit and so I said, well I need some Tina, you got me? He than asked me how much and I said a quarter would do. So I was standing their getting comfortable while he was prepping my shit. We continued to get acquainted me, his room Erin, and Dan. After a bit, Dan hands me a small bag while I hand him some money. He than ask "So what your plans tonight? I said I am just trying to get it in and freak. "He was alright alright that hot." Both Dan and Erin were tall dark skinned muscular men showing all their glory in muscle shirts that cover little and shorts that let all their massive dicks hang out. Both of them had to been packing at least 12". So was got to talking about various things to break the tension in the room, all the while I prep my pipe for a hit and go to take a couple of hits off of Lady Tina. Anyway, It's seems as though things weren't moving exactly as I pictured at this spot but we kept talking and I kept perusing the internet for some horny uninhibited party tops. Well, about 30 minutes goes by and I'm feeling real good, undresses and Tina is rising me up. but wait. I'm not being man handled by these two thuged niggas. So Dan is like I am waiting on somebody because I am trying to make this money. I got bills due. I am like! What the fuck that has to do with whats happening right now. We all have bills due. I am not here to be a financial advisor, I am here to get opened up, twisted and bred. repeat. So anyway, I digress, So Dan tell me that in order to get this dick you got to pay for it. I was fuck naw. I don't pay for dick, I take dick and it's freally given to me. Do I sound like a Pastor? You might be thinking this man is not a damn Pastor. Well, I sure am and have been experiencing the glory of God all the while experiencing the Glory of Cum. Oh, I am doing it again. Rant! Rant! Rant!. Let me keep going, I want to get to the good part. So I get dressed and was like naw I am looking to party n play not party and pay. I just paid this man for my shit. So he was that's all good. Well, he made the offer that any time you want Ms. T just give him a call. I was oh, alright that sounds good. I do have to say they both were nice men personally. So I headed back to my car and I than head or to a local dive gay pup...It's popularly known as the Drinkery in these parts. I head there and greet the bartender and ask for a beer and look at potential opportunities to get what I have been searching for. I talk to a few guys and we play the are you flaking or real game but than comes along a guy I chatted with before and we talked about partying and getting twisted and fucking for hours on end. We shared our wants and desires. You know all the preliminary stuff. Anyway, His name is Vernon, and from the first time we chatted and we shared pix I was like hell yeah, I definitely want your babies, piss and everything else your masculine strong manly self can bring. Let me tell you, he's a distinguished look but the body of a well built linebacker. I love this built men anyway. Mmmmn! He greying along his sideburns and is of a rich mocha chocolate complexion and he carries a nice piece in the lower level. So now that you know that let me get back to the point. We started chatting and he asked where are you and I told him I was out and trying to get it in. He than asked me if I was partying and I told him yeah. I said I am flying High right now and need to be filled. He was like Awww Damn. So Vernon, is very eloquent and is a strong orator. So he starts talking about what he is looking for and he asked me if I ever slammed. I was like naw I never did that. I haven't gotton quite that comfortable with Ms. Tina and this dark side just yet. this would make my 3 experience handling lady T. So, I continue on telling him that I have few inhibitions and just imagine they may become fewer you never know. So he tells me that slammin is better than the Holy Ghost. I was Oh wow. He started quoting scripture but replacing certain words with "Tina", "Pussy" etc. etc. I was like well; we'll see. Anyway all our other interests were pretty much their so he invited me over to his place and I finish up at the bar and start out over to Vernon's direction. but as I drive and get closer and closer I start to question, Should I do this?, Will I be Safe? Is he bad and something terrible going to happen? etc. I stopped for a moment at a fork in the road, it was kind of late so no traffic was coming and I briefly debated going left towards home and calling it a night or heading right and continue just a few more minutes to Vernon. Guess what I decided to do. Who would give up an opportunity to get twisted with such a alpha man, a man of prestige, a man deserving worshiped. So, I pull up to the house and park. I began walking slowly down the street picking up pace as I get closer. I guess I parked a little ways away. So. I get to the door. I was partially open to a dimly lit space. I walk up the stairs as I am greeted in the shadow by the man of honor. He invited me in and closes the door behind me. He directs me toward the stairs and ask me to start heading up as he is quickly filing behind me. He points to the right and let's me know to make myself comfortable. So I obliged, and undress to my underwear and prepare a item I have in my beginners slut bag. I pull out the butt plug, lube, Max, some wash cloths and other misc items. I carefully bring in the almighty queen Lady Tina and lay her gently beside her chariot into the temple. The Torch carefully placed signifying the presence of the queen that all must bow to her. While getting comfortable I prep Ms. T for her travel home and began to put a portion into the bowl. I start to heat her up and see the vapor building inside as I inhale her slowing into her temple. I than share a shot gun with Vernon so her omnipresence is in both temples. I take a couple more hits and Vernon joins in and takes some hits all the while we try no to waist any of her glorious vapors. We layback on the bed and the porn is on the TV showing what men do to men the best and Vernon begins to touch me with pure pleasure from his hand gracing my body. I begin to caress his masculine beauty. I start to work over his nipples as I feel the pulses of pleasure emanating deeply from within. He tells me how much he wants to breed me and How Tina will takes us to place unimagined. So we passionately kiss and caress and meld our bodies as close as they can be. Tina starting to make us feel really good. Time going by and Vernon is feeling deep in my hole finger by finger as I loosen to receive his strength. He tells me I am going to fuck you and breed you nice and slow. He than asks "How much time you got?" I said how long do you want me and he was like all night! So I said well than. Well, hours go by and we are fucking and making the deepest love while elevating higher and higher with lady T. After a bit he says he needs to go to the bathroom and I was like if you have to pee; why not pee in my enema bottle and I will booty bump your tina laden piss up my tight cunt. while first taking a sip to taste that glorious golden liquid. So I head to the bathroom and we fill the bottle up and put the injector back on and I slide it slowing up my primed as and slowly squeeze as the best part of man is filling be with heavenly tina piss. I feel a smoothness come over me as my body continues to hold tightly to the piss for as long as I can. I than go lay down on the bed without spilling a drop and start to play with Vernon's nipples and feel his body convulse in pleasure. and watch his rock hard cock grow at full attention. After about 5 minutes or so I go to let the T piss out and return back to my duty of serving god. Vernon than brings me closer and starts inserting fingers one by one into my willing hole and I suggest he should fist me. He said we have to do that another time but I am definitely going to fill you up tonight so he positions his raw hard dick right at my hole and pulls me on to him as he thrusts into me. and we go out this for over 12 hours. I will have to pause here fingers are tired and their is more to be said about this whole night. So look for chapter II soon.

II. Forgiveness? I walked away from the treadmill, not even looking back at Justin, the bully from my high school days, not even letting him know I saw or recognized him there. I settled down on a weight bench which gave me a clear view of him so I could possibly avoid him when he left the treadmill. I couldn’t keep the thoughts that he still looked damn good and had such a fuckable looking ass, and his bulge up front was promising as well. As I was curling some weights, working on my arms I could hear my music pause a moment and feel my phone buzz, I set down the dumb bell and glanced at my phone. It was a message from Justin “Dave, I know you are most likely trying to avoid me but dude I really need to talk to you face to face… I know I really needed to start this with I’m sorry for all the hell I put you through back in school, and I am truly sorry, but let me explain the agony it caused me as well” I thought what a self-serving asshole thinking that his torment of me caused him some secret grief, but it also intrigued me as well, and what is he doing here, I know I said I was going to the gym, but how did he know I’d be at this one, there are at least half a dozen gyms near my place, he must be stalking me. “Dude, lets pause a moment in our workouts and get a power smoothie and I’ll explain why I want to talk to you, please forgive me and accept my apology” I wasn’t really in the mood for a smoothie, yet but I had a different idea, I texted him back “Thanks for the offer of the smoothie, but no thanks right now, tell you what, meet me at the basketball court in five minutes and we can have a friendly game of horse” I had a plan and I knew I could mop the floor with him in basketball, it wasn’t one of the sports he excelled at, or at least not in high school. I arrived at the court after checking out the ball at the front desk, it was Sunday so the bulk of the crowd had yet to arrive, Justin came in with his usual air of cockiness, same old Justin I thought “So ready to have the floor mopped with your sorry ass” I asked sarcastically “Bring it on Sissy boy” Not a usual taunt by Justin, in school it was usually wimp, nerd, Brainiac or some other quip directed at my physical size, lack of development, even after when I kicked the winning field goal to clinch the football championship. I was intrigued by this almost homophobic slur on Justin’s part “Doesn’t sound like you’re so sorry after all, Justin, sounds more of the same from ten years ago” “Woo, chill out just a little trash talk, if nothing else I thought we could be jock buds” “We haven’t been buds in a long time, Justin, you made sure of that” I tossed the basketball at him hard “I’ll give you a fighting chance I’ll let you go first” “Oh you think you’ve gotten that good do you?” he sniped back “Yeah I do and I’m ready to make you really sorry you ever looked me up” He set up a shot at the top of the key and sank his bucket, I retrieved the ball and took my shot, Swoosh, and it went in without even touching the rim “Nice Rim job, but you’ll have to better than that” He took an outside shot and just made it, I stepped up and once again I made the shot with ease, he set up another shot and missed, I took his position and made it with ease “H” I gloated “want to try again” “Sure, you know you’ve improved since High School” I laughed, then set up another shot that was slightly more difficult and sank the shot “You going to redo your shot so you can move on or should I just call H.O?’ He moved into position and took the shoot, swoosh through the hoop, then moved to my last position and missed ‘H.O., you’ve let your game go since school” “A little but you’ve defiantly have found yours” I set up another layup and made it with little difficulty, he tried again on the last shot and missed again “H.O.R., over halfway there, stud, you letting me win? “ I made another layup and he made the next two shots, drenched in sweat his scent was beginning to arouse me, to distract me a bit “tell you what, I really don’t think you’re as bad as you are playing, lets up the ante… either your game is off or your letting me win thinking I’ll break down and listen to you, let’s find out, you win and I kick back and listen to whatever you have to say, but if I win you stop texting me and stalking me and let us get on with our lives, go our own separate ways and never have to deal with the hurt you put me through again, that okay with you?” Justin looked wounded by my comments, then his face took on a determined look “Not sure if I like the ante, but to get a chance to talk to you I’ll take the bet, even if my game isn’t up to par with yours I’m a gambling man sometimes when the prize is good” He started playing with more determination and soon we were both at H.O.R.S the next one to miss a shot loses and the reward would be claimed. I lined up my shot from almost midcourt and shot the ball towards the hoop and after a bounce off the backboard and a ringing of the hoop it dropped through. Justin, then took aim and fired off his shot lifting himself of the ground on the takeoff and propelling the ball towards the hoop, it hit the backboard as he came back down, twisting his ankle upon hitting the floor, the ball circled around the hoop and fell off to the side as Justin hit the court in agony and pain crumpling into a ball while holding his ankle “H.O.R.S.E., guess you lose, but let’s get you back to the locker-room and get some Ice on that ankle” I helped Justin up and helped him walk back to the locker room and sat him on a bench in front of my locker, grabbed a plastic bag from the roll hanging near the showers, and rushed out to the front desk where I returned the basketball I still had under my arm “Can I get some ice in this bag my friend just twisted his ankle on the court” “Oh no, where is he now” “In the locker room near my locker” The attendant went and got the ice and followed me back to the locker room calling on his walkie talkie for a trainer to meet him there. Upon seeing Justin he applied the ice and soon, Mark one of the trainers showed up and checked on Justin’s twisted ankle. I sat next to him while Mark examined the area which had begun swelling a little, although the ice seemed to be helping it out. “You’re a guest today I assume, and as such we are required by our insurance to have you taken to urgent care, you have anyone that can gather your stuff and meet you there?” Justin looked over at me with pleading eyes and mouthed Please. “I can meet him there, and see that he gets home afterwards” I did it mostly not for Justin but because my mom and his would never let me live it down if I didn’t as they had remained friends through the years, since I never actually mentioned my tormentor to her or my dad all those years ago. The trainer and the Gym manager told me where they were sending Justin to be checked over and I went over to his locker and collected his belongings, taking his gym bag to my car and heading over to the Med Clinic which was a couple miles away, the ambulance already transporting Justin while I collected his things. I arrived at the Urgent care center and was asked to wait in the waiting room. After about half an hour I was led back to a cubical where Justin was laying back on a bed looking like he was no longer in pain, the X-rays had already been taken and a doctor was reviewing them. I sat in the chair next to Justin in silence “Dave, I’m really so sorry for being suck a dick to you for all those years, but I was a asshole and caved to peer pressure, and yes there is peer pressure even in 4th grade, when you’re a popular active kid like I was, it just wasn’t cool to hang with the dweeb, the freak, the best friend I ever had” I thought about his apology but wasn’t buying the whole thing, I was still angry at him after ten years of being without him, then I thought, our parents were friends but he never was around when I came home from school on holidays and breaks, what was he doing that kept him from his family “So is this whole apology, seeking retribution/forgiveness some part of some program or what, and where have you been the last 10 years” “Um, would you believe I’ve been traveling the world with the Peace Corps?” “Not really your mom would have been bragging if that was the case” “Well, my mom and dad most likely don’t talk about me much anymore, they have my younger brother to boast about, although he’s not as athletic as I am, and hasn’t done as much. I thought about his brother, who had followed me to university a couple years behind me, his brother who I run into every now and then at clubs, usually surrounded by young men fawning over his good looks and athleticism “I’m seen your brother, usually at clubs he’s looking pretty good, he looks happy, but what made you drop out of all you had going for you after high school, graduating with honors and set up with scholarships? You just disappeared from town” “That’s one of the things I wanted to talk to you about, because I doubt my parents told you everything, about how I spent my last two weeks before graduation at Seth’s house because they tossed me out, and disowned me” I thought about his brother again, he did seem more reserved and secretive than Justin, not sure what deed got him kicked out, but as both boys were similar in demeanor and knowing Jack had gay tendencies, I began to wonder “Dave, my dad caught me cuddling with Jack on my bed and freaked out just two weeks before graduation” I still held my silence “Although, staying with Seth was an adventure it was him who convinced me that if what I supposedly had done leaked out I could kiss the scholarships goodbye and I didn’t want to go in the military” “Why not, you would have fit in with all the other jock types, all the jar heads and assholes” “but that wasn’t who I was, I wanted to help people, to stop being a dick, my brother taught me that being nice and kind brings you a lot more reward” I figured the pain killers were kicking in as he was getting soft spoken and a little melancholy, almost entering a dreamlike state. I let him rest a bit then looked over at the poor jock almost feeling sorry for him. I had won the game of HORSE, but I wondered if I had lost the chance to get to know the real Justin, other than what little jibberish he was spewing, I wondered if any of it was true A little later the doctor came in and gave us the news “Well the good news is it isn’t broken, but you did tear a ligament and I suggest you try to stay off it for a couple days, we’ll be putting you in a boot to help support until it heals completely and you’ll have to use crutches for the next week or two until the pain of putting weight on it dissipates.” With the news he sent in the nurse to prepare Justin for discharge. After a quick trip to the car in a wheel chair we loaded him into my car. I had tried calling first his parents then his brother but they were both out of town for the weekend. I pulled out my phone and started dialing his parents and he stopped me Call Jack not my parents, they don’t care about what happens to me but Jack is my savior, my brother. I knew Jack was his brother but I suspected Jack was out on an excursion with one of his admirers, and Justin was for the most part out of it. I did get out of him that he had been staying with his brother during the reunion and was visiting for a week after but was due back to work thereafter. I couldn’t contact his brother so I just took him home with me. He was still wearing his gym gear and neither of us had showered so the aroma in the car was causing my equipment to stir, that coupled with a half unconscious hunk sitting in my passenger seat. I pulled the car into the garage and pressed the button to close the garage door. I circled around the car and helped Justin out of the vehicle and up the short stairs to the door and into the down stairs bedroom, heaving him onto the queen bed. He was barely aware of his surroundings but alert enough to realize he was not in his brother’s apartment “Whose place is this? Nice digs” “It is my house and thanks I tried to make it nice” I propped some pillows behind his back and tried to make him comfortable. He thanked me and drifted off to sleep I sat there for a while admiring his masculine beauty, it was like we were In third grade again and best buds all over, but I knew that could never last, I was still very angry with him and wanted to make him pay for his cruelty towards me all those years ago I left him to slumber and headed to the kitchen to prepare lunch. Opening the refrigerator then the freezer trying to decide what I wanted. I pulled out the berry blend and the fruit juice, and filled the blender with ice and some plain yogurt, added the frozen fruit and juice, added in some protein powder and hit the pulse button creating the smoothie I had turned down just hours before, as I drank it down I thought of might have been if Justin hadn’t been such a jerk all those years ago, If we had remained friends. I finished my smoothie and placed the remaining contents back in the freezer thinking I could add some juice and re-blend it for when Justin awoke. I kicked back on the couch and kicked on a baseball game and snaked on vegetables before drifting to sleep myself. I was awoken a short time later by the sound of crutches on the hard wood floor, I opened my eyes to Justin standing before me, still in his workout shorts and muscle shirt “Dave can you help me, I need to take a wicked piss, but I don’t want to chance falling or making a mess of your bathroom, if you can just steady me I’ll be in your debt forever” What could I do? I got up and helped him into the bathroom, I held him up placing his arm around my naked shoulders, he let go of the crutches and allowed me to take his weight on me, he reached up the leg of his shorts and pulled out his cock through the opening, he aimed his semi flaccid penis towards the bowl and soon his stream began to flow, a little erratic to the point out of habit I reached down and took it in my hand to help his aim. He finished peeing, but made no effort to remove my hand from his growing phallus, within seconds he was at full mast, all 8.5 inches pointing towards his belly button. I looked over and he was blushing embarrassed that I excited him. “Um, what do we have here?” I twisted my hand around on his shaft and gave it a small yank, making sure he not only felt my grip but made it hurt just a little bit. He blushed harder and precum began to leak from the slit “I’m sorry, Dave you just do that to me, always have” Between the two of us, the smell of a good workout was ripe and was getting me hard as well, I removed my hand from his engorged cock and lead him over to the shower, had him grab the Handicap rails in the enclosure so he could support himself, grabbing a trash bag from under the sink I had him lift his wrapped and booted foot and I slipped the bag over the boot and tied it around his upper calf making sure it was as watertight as I could make it. I slipped his shorts down and removed his muscle shirt. There he stood propped up in the shower in just his jock strap his cock poking out the front from when he pulled it down to piss. I began to caress his firm pectorals and chest rubbing down to just above his cock, I reached up and grabbed the conditioner and squirted some on his pucker then on my engorged 10.5 inches then took his hole as mine sliding in roughly and with just a couple long strokes. Justin was filled up with my cock and not sure if he was enjoying it, I certainly was as I raped his hole and he began to ride me on every in stroke he backed up into me and even as I withdrew he would start pushing back to get it back into him. I think I rode his ass for a good 10 minutes before feeling that tickle in my balls as my semen began its long climb up into my cock before being expelled into his colon deep, I kept pounding his ass even after the flow ended, as my cock didn’t deflate so I fucked him for a second round leisurely working my cock and cum deeper into his rectal cavity, he reached over and started the water flow as I began spewing another load past his second ring driving my cum deep in his guts. Now the feel of warm water cascading on me and the sound typically triggers my bladder and even though I was balls deep in Justin’s hole this time was no different, only I remembered I hadn’t actually relieved myself since drinking nearly a liter of water at the gym and drinking my smoothie, Justin was about to get the mother of piss enemas as my stream began to flow into his rectum, filling him beyond comfort, I slid my cock out admonishing him to clamp down as I exited so as not to spill a drop. I moved him over to the shower seat and shoved my cock into his mouth and continued my humiliation of him as he drank down my piss and afterward thanked me for using him like the toilet he was. I finished showering then helped him clean up then abruptly left the bath leaving him to finish rinsing and drying off.

Took a load in the restroom at the local mall. from a guy I found on Squirt. He wanted to rubber up, but I told him that was a deal breaker for me. He agreed, and when we met up, he asked me if there was a chance he could catch anything. I told him I take loads from several guys a week, and that some of them were poz, but based on my last test, I wasn't. Then he asked if I was afraid of getting pozzed, and I told him I wanted it. I thought he would bail, but he was hard as a rock. Fucked me hard for about ten minutes before blowing his load in my ass. I sucked him clean, and thanked him for the load. Hopefully, I created a new barebacker.

I found this gem at spermpig.tumblr.com. It sure got my dick leaking. How about yours? Happy World AIDS Day, Faggot! I had a “play date” a couple weekends ago on Sunday– as it so happens it was world AIDS day. And it was a very naughty play session indeed. The fuckbuddy that hit me up has a particular kink. He really gets off on dirty talk. Not just run of the mill dirty talk either– he gets off on poz talk. You know, talk about knocking up a bottom with his toxic jizz. That sort of thing. And let’s just say that I don’t mind this talk– mainly because he has a beercan fat 7 inch dick on him. I can “get into” a lot of things if it’s attached to a cock like that! He hit me up on a non-hookup oriented social media site and was looking to get his dick wet. I was horny as hell so I said, “Sure, cum on over!” He was very particular about what he wanted during our session. I was to be pre-lubed and waiting on all fours, blindfolded. And wearing a jock or something suitable to display my ass. He would walk in and have his way with me and leave. And he was gonna “talk” during our session. I got ready and put on a pair of assless shorts for him. I also had my blindfold at the ready (as well as the poppers and lube). He called from downstairs and I buzzed him up, donned the blindfold and assumed the position. I heard him enter and lock the door. “So, faggot. Your ass ready to take my deathbabies?” he asked. “I really want to feel that big raw cock in me, but please pull out before you cum? I don’t wanna get sick,” I tell him, just like he wants to hear. “Dude, you know the drill. I fuck and I don’t like to pull out. If you want this dick, you’re gonna take it til I’m done with your hole.” “Please pull out? You can shoot in my mouth instead… if you want,” I suggest. “I’ll think about it. Now suck my cock and get me ready!” So, I opened my mouth and let him feed me his dick. His thickness stretches my jaw and I know it’s going to do the same to my ass when the time comes. He had one hand on the back of my head while he’s thrusting into me. I can taste his precum already as he’s obviously been thinking about our impending fuck. “Turn around, faggot. I’m gonna use that ass now.” I do as I’m told, and I hear him lubing up his thick fuckstick. I fish around for the poppers on the bed and take a good hit. “Oh yeah, baby show me that hole! You ready for my poison penis? You want it?” All I can do is nod in my popper induced haze. He pops his thick mushroom head inside me, and pushes in to the hilt in one swift motion. There is a stab of pain as he bottoms out inside me. But also pleasure. He doesn’t wait to let me get used to his dick- he just immediately starts fucking me with it at a medium pace. I’m on all fours and he’s drilling into me from behind, hands roughly gripping my hips. “Fuck yeah, bitch! Take my toxic cock. You like taking poz dick, don’t you? You get off on having AIDS just one squirt away!” “No!” I tell him. “I just like feeling your fat cock in me without a condom. Please pull out before you cum! Don’t make me HIV+!” “What’s the point of pulling out, you stupid cunt? I’m already leaking my sickness inside you! Can’t you feel all my dirty precum slicking up your insides? Every thrust I’m massaging my tainted DNA deeper and deeper into your guts. And you’re taking it, you bug chanson’ bitch!” He reaches around to stroke my rock hard cock while continuing to thrust his dick inside me. “See? You get off on this, you sick fucker! Your cock is rock hard! And I bet you’ll blow your last neg load as soon as I start knocking you up!” He speeds up his thrusting and really started ramming my hole. He was doing a full pull out and ram back in and I had to do poppers like mad just to be able to take it. The whole time he keeps up his litany of poz talk– talking about his dirty DNA and getting me to “join the club”. He wants to be my gifter and be the one to convert me. His dirty talk just pours out of him like his precum. Eventually he is ready to do the deed. “Oh fuck, faggot! I’m getting close! It isn’t gonna be long now and your neg days will be over!” “Just pull out! Please pull out! Cum in my mouth– I’ll swallow! I promise!” I beg. “You fucking filthy cum pig bottom! I’m gonna give you EXACTLY what you want… and deserve!” He thrusts hard a few more times, then parks his cock deep while holding onto my hips with an iron grip. Then I feel it. His cock spasming deep inside me– spitting out jet after jet of his semen. His big mushroom head throbs and swells with each spurt. My own orgasm is seconds behind, and I’m shooting my load in thick streams all over my sheets; my asshole involuntarily milking every drop from his dick. After his orgasm subsides, he slow pumps me a few times, then RAMS his dick home to the bottom causing me to cry out in pain. While slowly pulling out of me, he leaned in close to my ear and whispered “Happy AIDS Day, faggot.”

Bringing Work Home Part I. My boy and I used to like to go to the booths and swap loads with guys whenever we got the chance, and we’d been getting fewer and chances lately. I’d been recently given a promotion that came with a lot more responsibility, and an assistant. I of course hired a cute guy a few years younger than me, not only because he was more than qualified for the job, but also because I recognized him from the halls at the bathhouse. I knew he had a huge cock, and I knew he had a tight hole. My boy and I had both fucked him raw, given and taken his load. He was surprised when he showed up for the interview and I told him that our paths had crossed. He blushed and told me that he didn’t recognize me with my clothes on. There was a little sexual tension at the office, and I knew he fucked around, so I invited him over to have dinner with me and my boy after work the next Friday. He asked if he could bring a date, and I told him sure. They arrived right on time, and made for a cute couple. My assistant’s date was a skinny twink with floppy bangs and a tight little ass. My boy raised his eyebrows and licked his lips when he met them at the door. My boy impressed with a very fancy several course dinner and several bottles of nice wine. After relaxing a bit, my assistant’s date announced that he was up for some action, and we could all fuck at our place or follow him to the bathhouse. I’d never seen the assistant’s date in action and was looking forward to it. He suggested we warm up at our place and maybe swap loads so we’d be ready for fun when we got to the sex club. My assistant started making out with my boy, and his twink date tore my clothes off. He flipped me over and started eating my ass. My assistant slowly undressed my boy and peeled his clothes off with relish. He laid my boy down and swallowed his cock to the root. As my ass loosened up, the twink started working me open with his fingers. I’m sure he must have had three in me before his cock pierced my hole. He was still mostly dressed, with his pants bunched just below his balls. He unbuttoned his shirt as he started fucking me in earnest. My boy leaned over and kissed me, gasping as my assistant started plowing his ass. On his back, my boy had a better view of the twink than I did, with my face in the sofa cushions. He muttered, ‘Glad your company offers good insurance…’ I craned my neck around to see that the twink had a biohazard tattoo on his left pec. My assistant pulled his glistening cock out of my boy and tapped his date’s shoulder. The twink pulled out, slid over, and jammed his raw cock into my boy’s hole. My boy started grunting, knowing he was taking a POZ cock that had just been up my ass. My assistant didn’t last long and started creaming my hole. I loved feeling his weight on me as he leaned forward and nibbled on my ear. I heard the twink getting closer as he started chanting, ‘You fucking love that cock, don’t you,’ to which my boy cried out, ‘Fuck yeah! Breed me!’ And he did. With my face in the pillows, I could only hear my boy whimper as his guts were filled with toxic seed. My assistant pulled out and hoisted me up to my feet. He kissed me for the first time since I’d hired him, and laid down on his back, his eyes pleaded me to fuck him. Before I stuck my cock in his ass, I leaned down and sucked his cummy cock clean. I searched his chest for any markings of his status but didn’t see anything, not that it mattered. My boy and I had both taken his seed before and had never asked his status then. Why start now? My boy leaned forward forcing the twink to pull out of his ass, and swallowed his dick to the root as soon as it popped free. When he was satisfied that he’d sucked off our mixed ass juices and the twink’s POZ seed, he shoved him down next to his date on the sofa and jabbed his cock into his guts. ‘Fuck me, man, fuck me dry!’ the twink said, gasping for air. I realized that my boy’s precum was the only lube greasing his passage. My boy’s eyes rolled back in his head from the friction, and he had to slow down. He looked over at me, and curled his arm around my shoulders. ‘Fuck, this slut is tight,’ he gulped into my mouth. ‘You gotta try his hole!’ I nodded and pulled out of my assistant, swapping places with my boy. I noticed that his cock was pink, with the twink’s blood all over his cock. My assistant noticed too, knowing there was something extra about to go into his hole along with my boy’s load. He just grunted approval. I sunk my cock into the twink and found it too dry. I pulled my cock out and smeared it with some of the seed dripping out of my ass before plunging it back into the greedy hole in front of me. My boy held my assistant’s hips and jack-hammered away. I watched as he drove forward and held his cock deep inside my assistant, his ass cheeks flexing as he fired off his load. That pushed me over the edge, and I released deep into the twink’s toxic guts. When I pulled out, my cock was covered with pink ass juice. My boy dropped to his knees and slobbered it all up. When he stood up, he started working the mixture into his gums with his fingers, smiling wide the whole time. I was kind of surprised my boy’s zeal for toxic cum and blood. Sure, I had a toxic load simmering inside me, and I was sure it wasn’t the first one, but we’d never purposefully taken POZ loads together, and in the past had only done oral with the few guys who we new had confirmed POZ status, not that that was actually ‘safe’ either. I got clean towels and tossed one to our company to clean up a bit, and tossed the other to my boy. With a fresh load in each of our asses, we got dressed and piled into my assistant’s car, headed out for a night of debauchery. To be continued….

Last MLK weekend, I had 6 guys cum and load me up in one day. Totally spontaneous. This year, happened again. Friday, went into the office and didn't want to stay at all. Got an email for a Craigslist regular seeing if I were around to suck him off. All the motivation I need. Left work, set up my GloryHole and sent him a message that I was ready. Decided last minute to throw up and Craigslist ad for my GH. Regular dude shows up in about 20 mins. Thick black dick, nice and heavy. Sucked and licked his massive dick for about 10 mins before he just grunts and nutts down my throat. I lick him clean, thank him for the load and check my email. A few replies. Two are serious and close. 1 is 5 mins away and the other 15 mins away. I think, perfect.. Of course, both show up at the same time. Works for me. Each took turns fucking my mouth through my GH. Getting close to cumming, then backing off. Back and forth they went, working my throat. First guys cums. 2nd guys tells me to hold it and show him before I swallow. I had to. I swallow when he sticks his hard dick my mouth and tell me to just suck.. As soon and the first guy is gone, second guy gets relaxed, turns, bends over and tells me to eat his ass. And what an ass it was. Round Buns that crack open as soon as he bends, showing this sweet, tight puckered hole. I went to town like I lost something up there. Back and forth I went, dick to ass to dick to ass.. He finally Rams in my throat, holds still, moans and just cums... Over and over again.. I swallowed every drop.. As I am cleaning up, I get an email from my hick regular. Seems he's 35 days sober and wants my ass to celebrate, before the wife gets home from work. He was at my door in 15 mins and buck naked and rock hard in 17 mins. Very hairy body with a massive dick that always hurts going in. I suck him hard, but can not deep throat that thick fucker. He tells me to lube up and climb on board and to hurry up, he's in a rush. My hole hasn't been opened all day so was pretty tight and he loves it. Seems, I was taking too long to get it in myself, so he slams me down and just hold me still and fucks me, pain and all. Poppers were helping but damn. Hurt so good, when he came in me, I came on him.. As he's leaving, iPad goes off. Another email for another regular on his way home, seeing if I were free. I told him to come on as he said he just wanted a bj. He likes me blindfolded and waiting in my knees. He texted that he was here, I unlock and wait like a good boy. I love his perfect dick. Not too thick and just long enough to slide in my throat over and over again. He's was extra horny today. I've never seen his this hard before.. I needed poppers to help relax my throat. I feel around and notice they are behind me. I should mention, I never got dressed after the last fuck, so when I turn to get the poppers, I had to bend a litter further than I thought, thus sticking my ass higher in the air. It happened so fast, I didn't realize until he was cumming in me. "Look at the wet, cummy hole. Stay right there, bitch", he says as he rams his hard dick right up my chocolatecumhole. I hit the poppers as soon as I could, but it was one of those I need to nutt and now fucks. I felt every pump of cum he shot in my hole. He pulls out and tells me to clean him up. His dick was covered in cum and tasted great..

Last night went to another "Bear Beer Fuck Party" invited again by my chat buddy up north. Last time I got his nephew as a room mate. Not this time. (Too late to get home by train). This time I got a friend of his as a room mate staying over as well. Cute guy, early 40s, goatee, huge thighs in very tight skinny jeans and showing a massive bulge, clearly going commando. I drooled looking at his crotch. Anyway, got fucked two times at the party. One time I noticed my future room mate looking. Then went home with my chat buddy and room mate around 4am. I was tired as hell. Just took a whisky as a nightcap and then apologized and went upstairs to sleep. Not even 5 mins later Big Bulge came into the room. Undressed and slipped under the duvet. Started fondling my ass. He had a raging boner. Short story: he fucked me twice and once again in the morning. Three loads. Too bad he is too far away to become a regular fuck bud.

So I sat in the front row of the theater for almost an hour watching the porn on screen. There were some hot scenes but they were all covered. Actually, what I had had done to me earlier was hotter. I leaned back in the seat, still naked, and thought about getting fucked earlier. I fingered my wet hole. The smell of semen filled the air. I started getting hard again and thought I would get dressed and go over to the arcade. I reached down to get my clothes from under the seat when a guy came down the aisle and sat a couple of seats away from me. He was a tall black guy in his early forties with a close cropped goatee. I figured I would wait to see what he would do before I went to the arcade. From the corner of my eye I could tell he was watching me. He started rubbing the front of his pants so I began to stroke my now hard cock. It wasn't long before I heard him unzip and out came his cock. He was watching me intently now while he stroked his dick. I looked over at him directly and smiled, letting him know I was interested. He got up and moved to the seat next to mine so we could touch each other's cocks. I couldn't believe how thick he was. I couldn't get my entire grip around him. He was at least seven inches, maybe more, but it was the girth that had me wanting him. I had to have a taste. I slipped on to the floor in front of him, lowering my mouth over his massive dick, first swirling my tongue over the piss slit to get the precum, then licking up and down the shaft before taking him all the way to the back of my throat. I nearly gagged because he was so huge but I was intent on making sure he was satisfied so I just kept going, bouncing my head on his lap. As I did this he unbuttoned his pants. It seemed like his cock got even bigger as he raised his hips slightly so he could pull his pants down. I rubbed his belly and chest underneath his shirt while I gave him head. He had a rock hard torso. I had to get a better look so as I sucked I found the buttons on his shirt and one by one I worked my way up his shirt until his entire torso was revealed. I licked his abs and navel. I licked up his stomach to his nipples, never taking my hand from his boner. I stroked him while I nibbled at his nipples, then moved up to his neck, kissing it and licking it. I blew gently in to one ear and then the other as he slid down his seat a little. I took the sign and stood over him, then I lowered my ass slowly on to his cock. I rode him for a short while but I could tell the position wasn't comfortable for him. I got off him then got in to the seat next to us, facing the back of the theater. My naked butt was lit by the movie screen. He got up behind me and climbed on top of me, pressing his cock against my hole. He grabbed me around my waist and burrowed his face in to my neck. I reached under me and found his cock. I guided him back in to me and he began pumping my cunt. He put his hands on my shoulders and really began to fuck me hard. I looked up and I could see guys in the theater stroking their cocks, not at what was going on up on the screen but what was going on in the front row. He was now piston fucking me, balls slapping against my ass, the sound drowning out the bad porn music. He pumped and pumped and finally rewarded me with a big load shot deep inside me. He held his cock in me for a little bit then pulled his semi hard cock out of me. He fell in to the seat next to me and started to button his shirt back up, then pulled his pants back up, zipping up, buttoning up. I just shut up as he got up and walked out the theater door. He never said a word. His cum was dripping down my leg. I was so fucking horny I needed at least one more load before calling it a night. The guys in the theater didn't appear to be interested so I knew it was time for some arcade action. I slipped back in to my clothes so I could make the move to the arcade with my ass so cummed up I was making a mess in my pants. I didn't care as I moved up the aisle, feeling the wetness in my ass. The old guy was still at the front. I know I smelled like cum as I walked past him towards the arcade but I didn't care. I showed him the tokens I had purchased earlier and he waved me in. I went right to the booths with the glory holes but they were occupied. There were five guys walking around or standing around. I was ready to take on anyone so I went to an empty booth and left the door wide open, feeding tokens in to the slot to get the movies going. Guys were walking by checking me out so I took off my shirt. I unzipped my pants and began to stroke my cock to the bareback channel I had found. My pants were slowly dropping down over my ass as I stroked. "I saw you in the theater." I looked over my shoulder and there stood a guy in his late twenties with long brown hair. He was smooth shaved but had a gorgeous face. "Did you? How was it?" "Hot." His hand began to caress my ass, rubbing me gently, then more firmly. "Can I come in?" "Of course." He started to shut the door. "No, leave it open. Hope you're not shy." "Take off your fucking pants and show me that used hole." I kicked my pants off and bent over for him. "Spread your cheeks." I did as I was told and he dropped to his knees and he began to lap at my hole. His tongue was soon digging deep, getting a taste of the cum I had inside me. Guys were now gathering around the door watching us. I put my hands against the wall and pushed my ass out, spreading my legs to give him better access to my hole. "Come on baby, fuck me. I need you to replace that cum you've sucked out of me." "Fuck yeah. Fuck his ass." I heard the guys urging him on. He stood up and began rubbing his cock head on my hole. "Is this what you want?" he asked. Another guy came in the booth with us, a tall hairy guy who had already pulled his cock out. "Stick your dick in him," said the long haired guy. The hairy guy came up right behind me and slid in with one motion. It was a good thing I had a loose hole from being fucked so many times earlier. "You can breed him," said the long haired guy. The hairy guy began pumping me hard and fast. I knew he wasn't going to last too long. The long haired guy was now taking off all his clothes. I knew he was going to give me a night to remember. "Fuck, I'm cumming!" The guys watching urged him on. He pulled out and shot his load all over my hole, cum dripping down my ass and legs. The long haired guy was now naked. He sat in the one chair in the booth, his hard cock pointing straight up. "Get that wet pussy over here." I went over to him and straddled his legs. I rubbed myself over his cock, cum from the hairy guy still all over my hole. He took his cock in one hand and found my hole. As I lowered myself on to his hard cock he took his other hand and pulled my face down to his. I thought he wanted to kiss but he hissed, "Now show these guys what a fucking slut you are." I began to ride his cock, sliding up and down, gyrating my hips over it. I knew I was putting on a show and I wanted to give these guys something they could jerk off to for months to come. "You guys are welcome to use this whore any way you want," said the long haired guy. Soon I felt hands on my ass, a few fingers sliding in to my ass as I got fucked and then a few hot splashes on my back. Guys were cumming on me and they're cum was dripping down my back, down my ass crack as the long haired guy fucked me. "Turn around so they can see my cock going in from a different angle." I slowly turned on his cock, never letting it fall out of me and was now riding him while I faced a group of guys at the door and in the room. Two guys got on either side of me and each on lifted my legs. I was spread eagle in the air as the long hair guy filled my hole. I leaned back to kiss him while he fucked me but he said, "I don't kiss whores." I gyrated my hips as I got fucked and cried out, "Fuck your whore. Fuck him. Give me cum!" A couple guys came in the booth and stroked their cocks, ejaculating huge loads on my cock. I used it as lube and stroked harder. I had one guy shoot all over my hole as it was getting fucked, giving the long haired guy some fresh lube. Finally the two guys holding up my legs let them down and as I rode the long haired guys cock they both came on my back, their loads dripping down my ass crack, making a mess on the long haired Guy's pubes. He covered his fingers with their cum and made me suck it from him, all the while fucking me. "Get up," he said. I stood up and he pushed me in to the hall past the guys in the doorway. He pushed me down to my knees and made me suck his cock, cum from the day and my ass juices filling my mouth. "You really are a fucking whore. Get up and take my load. I have to get going." I stood up and turned around, taking his hard cock in my hand, impaling myself on it. I pumped hard now, oblivious to all of the guys around me, oblivious to the hands and cocks that were using me. I worked hard but he was working hard too and soon I knew he was ready to fill my ass with fresh cum. "That's it. Take it. Take my cock while these guys watch your slutty hole get filled again. I'm cumming! I'm shooting inside you! Take these babies you bitch." Then he was pulling out of me. No thank you. No see you again sometime. He went back to the booth and breezed past me fully dressed. Guys were still pawing at me when suddenly the lights came on. "Jesus! We gotta close up! You been letting everybody use you? What kind of fucking perv are you?" It was the old guy from the front desk. I stood there naked, covered with cum, inside and out. "Just having some fun, sir." I went to the booth and rapidly found my clothes, putting them on without cleaning up. The old man let me out of the store with a disgusted look on his face but I had a smile on mine.

I love it when I'm naked and having uncontrollable cum farts in front of a group.

I was bored and horny, and was just reading through some stories on Breeding Zone with the television on in the background for noise. I briefly remembered hearing that the multi-state lottery was at a large amount and was expected to make someone very rich. The thought played in the back of my mind but I sort of forgot about it as I stroked my boner to the images of the boys mentioned in the stories I was reading. I was mid-forties and in decent shape but life hadn’t been particularly good for me, I was recently unemployed again, having lost my full time job a couple years back, and been filling in with shitty part time retail jobs. I lived in a dingy apartment that had seen better days. It was a nice neighborhood when I moved in, but over the years the management companies changed, as did the nice neighbors, as they moved out in moved trash. I pretty much kept to myself, traveling out for hook-ups, occasionally going out to the clubs and bars, often just hanging around as the cover charge at the clubs was usually enough to keep me sober as, most of the time, I could only afford soda. I scanned A4A and BBRT then came across a hot ad for a cute 22 year old who was into just about everything on BBRT. I oinked him and waited, and waited then went back to cruising the ads, then back to BZ for some more hot stories. I was just about to shoot a hot load to a bug chasing story when my computer oinked in the background, indicating I had a message on BBRT. Checking my mail I found a message from him. H: Hey Daddy, thanks for the Oink, what’s up? M: Just browsing around looking at who’s on-line. H: Anyone catch your eye? M: You did. H: Thanks, I almost didn’t respond when I looked at your age, but your body got me rock hard. M: Then I guess I owe you a 'thanks'. Then BBRT advised me "This member has unlocked his pictures." H: Hope you are even more enticed with my unlocked photos. By the way I want you to know I’m not a hustler, but was wondering if you were generous. There was that question I always seemed to get from the younger crowd, wanting a free ride, a sugar daddy, a john to service. I almost ended the conversation until he continued saying: H: Daddy you still there? Daddy, I meant that I find you interesting enough that I wouldn’t mind if we became friends, not just a casual hook up. But I can’t support you. I’m still in college with two shitty retail/food service jobs, and given the distance it says we are from each other, I guess you’re in a similar boat. Our neighborhood is pretty much a slum. M: Oh so you think I live in a slum. H: That’s not what I meant, but this is certainly a lower income 'hood. Wouldn't you agree? M: Well, I guess you’re right about that. Want to meat up at S for coffee? H: Can’t do that tonight but would love to “meat up” in the morning. I checked out his unlocked picks, thinking 'Damn this kid is cute, and has a great body. I wonder if maybe he has an agenda.' M: Sure. Say about 8:00 or so. H: Sounds cool. My name is Jeremy, by the way. M: Awesome. See ya in the morning then, Jeremy. I relooked at his pictures and began wondering what I was in for, He was 6’1 about 150 pounds had blonde hair, blue eyes and a athletic looking body, looking at that sweet face and juicy cock and tight ass had me extremely hard and dripping pre-cum, but shit he was going to meet up with me in a little over 8 hours, I decided to save the cream for him if he wanted it, after all I could always jerk off to his pics after we met. I turned off the laptop and turned down the volume on my phone and went to sleep, filled with erotic dreams of Jeremy and what we could do together. The alarm went off on schedule and I was up and showered by 7, had thrown together my gym bag and tossed it into my car, going to the gym was one of those little things I struggled to get past in my current financial state, but I figured I was more hirable if I looked good and fit. Around quarter past I drove across the street to the supermarket and did some light shopping, on the way out I stopped off at the lottery machine and purchased a ticket for that night’s drawing. I arrived at the coffee shop shortly before 8 and ordered a white mocha and took a seat facing the door. Just shortly after 8 Jeremy walked in wearing black basketball shorts, a white wife beater, and an oversized hoody, zipped up about half way so that the tank top showed through revealing his muscular hairless chest, carrying a large backpack, his well-toned legs sprouted slightly darker fur, than was on his dirty blond head, he nodded in my direction then went to order himself a coffee. Upon finishing his order he came over and sat down next to me and extended his hand in greeting J: hey there, glad you could make it, I don’t remember if I caught your name on line last night or not M: oh sorry I don’t think I shared that, its Matt J: glad to make your acquaintance Matt His smile was electrifying and melted away any reservations I had about the boy. We chatted for almost an hour over our respective coffees discussing this and that and soon discovered that in spite of our 24 year age gap we had lots in common, and I soon grew very comfortable around Jeremy, almost like he was my son, As we each finished our drinks I asked him if he would like a ride home, having seen the sweat glistening on him when he had unzipped the hoody after sitting down I had concluded he had walked here, not to mention his musk was not only making me hard but he smelled great sitting so close. He accepted the offer and we headed out to my car, upon belting ourselves in I pulled out of the parking lot onto the street. I followed his directions as he led me back towards my apartment, having me pull into my drive and circle around the complex in the opposite direction I would normally take. We rounded the corner nearest his apartment and he turned to me J: you want to come in and hang for a while longer? M: sure J: you can park in any open uncovered space M: tell Ya what I’ll park in my space and walk back to your apartment J: you live here too? M: yeah and it seems not so far from you We both laughed as I parked the car, then walked to his place one building over. We entered his sparsely appointed apartment and were on top of each other as the door closed, his hoody hit the floor first as he lifted my tee shirt off. He began sucking on my quarter sized nipples shortly after we broke our kisses off, his hands found the buckle on my belt and soon I felt my jeans being lowered, having gone commando, freeing my trapped hard cock. I slid his shorts down and fondled his cock through the mesh of his jock strap his precum oozing through the fabric. We stood there groping each other and pressed against the door when Jeremy took my hand and led me to the couch where we began caressing each other anew, Jeremy not allowing me to free his cock from the Jock which was now soaked with his precum, his hard cock straining to be free J: please daddy I want to pleasure you, my release is secondary, please fuck me daddy make me your boy M: you want me to use you as my boy, breed you with my seed J: yes daddy I need you to breed me, make me yours I sank down and sucked the precum from his jock into my mouth then lifted his legs and slathered my spit and his precum on his hole, before rising to my knees and aiming my cock head towards his sphincter M: you sure you want this, there’s no going back J: yes fuck me, give me your daddy seed M: you sure you want my load blasted into your boy cunt? J: yeah daddy give me all you have to give I pushed into the unyielding pucker, but it would not open for me M: you ever been fucked before, son? J: no daddy you’ll be my first Oh my god he was a virgin and he was offering up his cherry to me, I changed my tactics a bit and began licking at his hole tongue fucking him to see if I could loosen him up. I could feel his pucker loosen some after about five minutes of probing with my tongue, I then inserted a finger and it slid in after a brief amount of resistance, I wiggled it around massaging his prostate from within. His tight ring began to yield and loosen enough to slide in a second finger, and after about five more minutes a third, I was now rubbing on that tender spot just inside of Jeremy’s sphincter his moaning beginning to fill the room, I removed my fingers from his hole and replaced it with the tip of my mushroom head, flowing with precum it quickly made the outside ring slippery and slick as I worked my head over his pucker. J: fuck me daddy, do it now M: here it cums son I pushed in as he bucked up to meet my thrust forcing the first few inches into his hole J: oh Fuck, oh Fuck, OH FUCK M: just relax and try to push out a little As he did I could feel his ring relax and I pushed another two inches up into his gut, I pulled out about an inch the slowly slipped the rest of my 7.5 inches into his rectum, he moaned as he felt my pubes on the back of his nuts tickling the taint as I ground my pelvis into his ass J: oh daddy I fill so full, now let me ride it M: mmmm so tight and pulsating around my cock As I rocked back and forth I could feel his ass muscles convulsing around my meat, like Jeremy was orgasming on my cock inside his hole I slid it out the thrust back in, the waves of muscle rippling against my organ increased and I began pumping it in and out of Jeremy faster and faster the walls massaging my cock on each pass, I soon realized I had made the boy have a anal orgasm as I continued fucking him M: I’m going to cum where you want it J: oh daddy breed my ass make me yours forever, give me your toxic seed, POZ my hole I had never discussed my status with the boy but his talk of me POZing his virgin hole just made me harder and after edging in his convulsing hole for about 15 minutes I blasted my cum deep into his bowels. I was still hard after I came so I continued to pump in and out of his flooded hole, I so enjoyed fucking a cum filled hole and then about 5 minutes later I felt the tingling in my balls again and felt the semen shooting from my cocklips again, blasting another load in his gut J: oh daddy we are now one, thanks for breeding me M: it was nice fucking you, you made me cum so hard I rolled off of the boy and we snuggled on the couch for a while before either of us could catch our breath enough to talk M: why’d you tell me to POZ your ass, we never discussed status? J: I just figured, since we meet on BBRT, you said ask me on your profile and you were willing to breed some dumb twink without even asking status or offering yours, you must be POZ M: All good assumptions but in my case wrong J: oh …, sorry hope I didn’t offend you I started laughing then pulled the boy into me and started making out with him, caressing his muscular body and getting him all excited again. M: so are you still negative? Being as you were virgin and all J: yeah I am, sorry about the POZ talk while we were fucking M: no problem, kind of got off on it actually We both began laughing together and resumed our exploration of each other’s bodies and mouths, soon he was sucking in my cock removing the ruminates from our lovemaking, his 8 inch slender cock rock hard, I couldn’t resist as I slicked it up and then climbed in his lap and impaled myself on his drooling member J: what are you doing? I’m all bottom M: you’re a top for now boy, now fuck your daddy I held my ass about three inches away from his crotch and he began thrusting upwards into my willing hole, every now and then I would raise and lower my ass a few inches to get him in me deeper, all the while I had my tongue buried in his mouth and we dueled for oral superiority, he suddenly pulled back J: oh fuck I’m going to cum M: oh yeah give me your toxic load fill me with your AIDS babies wreck my hole J: oh god I’m filling your hole with my POZ cum I ground my ass down into his groin getting as much of his twink cock buried in my ass as I could, I could fill the wetness seeping around his cock pulsing in my hole, I threw my head back and for the first time saw the photos on his bookcase besides the couch. I froze as one in the upper corner caught my eye, it was a man and a woman, the man was in a brown suit and the woman in a teal chiffon dress, it was so familiar, I blinked and went back to Jeremy kissing him passionately, now fearing the photo linked us in a way, that he was unaware of or maybe he was. Jeremy pushed me off and I got up we were both drenched in cum as I had shot again as he was cumming up inside me, blasting both our abs and almost to his neck, Jeremy grabbed my hand and led me to the shower where he tenderly washed me off then himself. J: Matt I have class in about an hour so I need to leave now, if I’m going to catch my bus M: I’ll drive you in if only to spend a little more time with you J: that’ll be great just let me get dressed and I’ll meet you out by your car. I gathered my clothes and hurriedly dressed while Jeremy got himself presentable in the bedroom, I looked at the photo again, not really believing my eyes. I exited Jeremy’s and hurried to my apartment I scrambled around and grabbed a couple dollars for gas then hurried out to the car where Jeremy was waiting for me. I unlocked the door and we both hopped in, about a mile down the road I began to ask the question that was nagging me M: the photo on your bookcase the one that looked like a professional prom photo, might I ask who they are, since it isn’t you J: oh that’s just a Photo of my mom and her boyfriend, she says it was taken when he won a portrait package in some raffle, I always suspected he was the one to knock her up with me, but she never wanted to talk about it but I always suspected. M: hmmm interesting story I dropped Jeremy off at the bus stop in front of his university then did some errands, . I had noticed a strand of dirty blond hair on the head rest in the car, about Jeremy’s color and length, I placed it in a zip lock back, I had a friend who did DNA testing to determine paternity thought this would maybe calm my nerves. it was after 2 when I got home Little did I know how much my life would change over the next 24 to 48 hours.

I just don't like getting fucked. There I said it! I feel free! I much prefer to suck a guy off. In fact, I think I was pozzed by sucking a guy off. I know that it's hard to become poz through oral sex but I think that's how it happened to me. I will swallow a load faster than anything. I don't like to get a load up my ass, let's just say I have issues back there.

When you first meet Mitch, chances are you'd see just another white teenager trying to be cool by imitating the dress, mannerisms and swagger of his black friends. Like most people you'd probably just shake your head and wonder where his parents were when they should have been teaching him to stand up straight, look people in the eye, get good grades, make something of himself, etc. Maybe you're the exception, maybe you're the guy who sees through his macho act and realizes how insecure the kid really is, maybe you're like Terrell. From the moment Terrell spotted Mitch, he saw right through his false exterior. Even with only a moment's interaction, when T's sister introduced Mitch as the newest employee at the restaurant where she works, Terrell was sure that this kid was a poser, desperately trying to keep something secret from his family, or friends at school. Usually white boys acting like "wiggers" was nothing new, but T felt certain this kid was trying a little harder and worried a little more than he should be about keeping up appearances. "Sup Mitch? Nice to meet ya." Terrell said, sizing up the teen while moving in to shake his hand. Before he could clasp his palm with the boy's, Mitch slid his fingers back, slapped them with T's and fist bumped him. "Fo Sho' Terrell, Aisha been illin to bounce fo' hours son," T had a hard time not laughing at the over-exaggerated ebonics the boy used. "Good thing you showed on time or she'da put a hit on yo' ass!" "Best be leavin' then, peace out kid." After one more ridiculous slide/swipe/bump combo, Aisha and Terrell went to leave, as Mitch returned to work, putting away some packs of napkins on a lower shelf. T's dick swelled as the teen's jeans dropped dangerously low on his hips, almost taking his boxers with them, stopping just far enough for Terrell to catch a glimpse of his lily white ass crack and the soft blonde hairs glowing in the reflected light. Embarassed, the high schooler tugged them higher and turned to see if he'd been caught, accidentally allowing him to take in the view as T adjusted his monster snake through his jeans and boxer briefs. Usually straight boys are oblivious to such gestures (or they'll act like it is sick and wrong and possibly attack), but Mitch froze and his eyes widened a little, leading to he and T sharing a look before Mitch's cheeks went red and he whipped back to the napkins. "So that's what he's hiding," Terrell thought to himself, making a mental note to squeeze Aisha for more info on Mitch later that night. Pics that inspired Mitch and Terrell: Terrell was no stranger to closeted gay guys, especially in his line of work: dealing Tina, Coke, Gina and Molly to a large selection of users, ranging from teens to seniors, in every color imaginable. Often he'd helped a hot young gay dude come out by getting high with him and providing an opportunity for them to be alone, naked and surrounded by drugs. For the most part, T was accustomed to practicing these skills on guys who came to him to buy, so it hadn't really crossed his mind what he'd need to do to work his magic on a sober stud. Aisha was as helpful as she could be, without any knowledge of what her bro had in mind for the teen. Under the guise of small talk while they ate dinner, she divulged Mitch's age, family situation (two sisters in college, dad in another state, mom working 60-80 hour shifts as hospital administrator), area where he lived (about two miles away in a nicer part of town), personal history (moved here last year, only a few friends, saving up to buy a car), and so on. When she was finally finished and her boyfriend had showed up to drive her home, she unwittingly given T a plan of attack. Once the door clicked shut, Terrell hopped on his laptop and found Mitch on Facebook. His assumption that the teen was hungry for friends proved true when the friend request was accepted within moments of being sent. Now that he was in, it was time to do some research and make sure this boy was a homo. Photos and status updates confirmed that the only women in his life were his family and some close friends from his old town. Dating seemed to be the only thing excluded from his detailed, copious posts; a good sign for T. As more photos and posts loaded, T's jaw dropped as a photo of Mitch with some of his former school's fellow swim team members popped up. Terrell massive uncut cock pulsed at the sight of bare teen flesh like normal, but what made it surge to half-hard was the boy in the middle. Buff but trim, cut abs, pecs, thighs and calves, capped by wide shoulders and firm biceps, leading to a familiar smile and blonde mass of wet hair: it was Mitch, and he was hot as fuck. T pulled his jeans and undies to the floor, grabbed his bubbler, loaded a fat crystal and hit it while scrolling through more and more shots of Mitch's body, butt and bulge. From an initial inspection, he probably had average size dick and balls, but his butt was the definition of bubbly and his body was flawless. Stroking his foreskin over and down the head and shaft of his chocolate penis was causing his balls to tighten and droplets of precum to appear at his dickslit. The doorbell rang, eliciting some curses from T, but he smiled when the webcam on his porch revealed it was one of his regular clients, a law school student who bought Tina when he needed to pull an all-nighter… and also enjoyed getting Terrell's cock down his throat. "Come in and lock u[ behind you," Terrell commanded upon opening the door, not bothering to put his pants back on. Law boy did as requested then sat on the couch opposite Terrell's layzboy, and licked his lips while counting out his cash. T weighed a fat sack for the boy, admiring his easy handsome face and slim body, noticing for the first time how much he looked like a young Rob Lowe. "Get naked and I'll smoke you out." "Rob" seemed hesitant, since none of his previous visits required he get undressed. Still the sight of the shard T chose for the pipe changed his mind, and in a flash he was naked and stroking a respectable 7 inch cut penis. As they each took a hit from the pipe, T went back to looking at pics of Mitch, now on his phone, and lazily worked his own cock until the bowl was finished and "Rob" fell to his knees and started nibbling the foreskin and lapping at the balls, shaft and head. "I bet lil' mitchy would have a fucking aneurism if he walked in on this!" T thought, chuckling under his breath while pushing his cock deeper into Rob's mouth and gullet. Like a lightening bolt, it struck T that a little unexpected exposure to gay sex was exactly what Mitch needed in order for Terrell to plant a seed in the kid's brain. Pushing his cock in Rob's mouth until his balls rested on the 22 yr old's chin, T found Mitch's number and dialed him. Rob: "Sup, who dis?" Mitch answered, catching T off guard for a second. "This is T, ya know, Terrell, Aisha's bro." T tried his best to make the boy feel like he was convincingly ghetto, but he was slightly distracted by the fag tonguing his shaft. " Just wondering if you got plans for Saturday night after you get off work. Me and some buds are gonna play ball at the park then head back to my place for some smoke and cocktails." "Sounds awesome bro," for a moment Mitch almost forgot to speak poorly, then calmed himself enough to return to his previous pattern. "Can't smoke cuz' the shit job does random UA's man, but I'd be down to play ball and hang. Lemme run and check with my moms real quick to see if it's coo." As Mitch put the phone down, T could still hear him talk to his mother, suddenly becoming the perfect little preppy boy, saying all the right shit that moms love and promising he won't drink, smoke or be out past 11. The sound of this little boy begging his mommy to come get corrupted was too much for T, who grabbed Rob from the floor, shoved his discarded undies in his mouth, turned him around and bent him over the couch. Rob was obviously freaked, so Terrell shoved some poppers under his nose while reaching into his discarded jeans for a small container of boy butter. Still as he pressed his cock head against the law student's sphincter, he heard some mumbles about a condom, which just made him laugh. Instead he shoved the poppers back under Rob's nose, then pressed his weight into the boy, forcing him up against the back of the couch, including his face, muting his cries as T's fat head burst into Rob's hole. He had every reason to cry since Terrell's cock was now somewhere in the range of 10-11 inches and as thick as a 40. Mitch came back on the line and told Terrell he was in, asking who all would be there. Pumping deeper and deeper into Rob's cunt, T tried to sound normal as he explained it would be some friends and maybe a guy or two from grindr. Silence was all that came back over the phone line for a minute until Mitch expressed wonder at what grindr was. The pause meant Mitch knew exactly what it was, and he probably had a profile on there. Terrell explained in g-rated terminology what grindr was used for, and Mitch finally, reluctantly agreed to be there after his shift Saturday. As soon as the call ended, T flipped Rob on his back and slammed back inside the law bitch, making his scream and try desperately to get away. T had an obvious advantage when it came to making Rob stay put, since he was almost a foot taller than his victim bottom at nearly 6'7" and worked out for three hours everyday, building his body into a fuck machine! Pinning Rob with one hand, he resumed raping his ass while his free hand did a search on grindr. With some minor modifications to the age, location parameters and interests, T had no trouble coming up with Mitch's profile. As he suspected, Mitch had taken a pic from his swim team collection and blurred his face and the background. Still Terrell was confident it was him. Clicking on his other photos, he moaned when the next photo was one of Mitch grasping his hard 6 inch cock on a twin bed that T guessed to be in Mitch's room. Posters featuring the X-men and pink floyd hung behind him on the wall. Again the face was blurred, but that didn't stop T. Clicking for the last photo, he felt his balls tighten at the sight of Mitch doggy style on that same bed, with a magic marker shoved up his hole. Plowing as deep as he could caused his cum to explode far up Rob's hole, as well as making the poor boy scream and pass out. Pulse after pulse of jizz coated the unconscious boy's innards until T felt woozy too and collapsed onto the inert body of the law boy he'd just made into a law man. --- Rob's rape: When Rob came to, T was wearing some bball shorts while a tall thin white dude covered in tattoos worked his 8 and 1/2 inch cock in and out of Rob's hole. Terrell had been calling bros to see who he could get for Saturday and when Yuri told him he needed to stop by to re-stock on tina, it only seemed polite to offer Rob's ass as a bonus. Tears ran down the student's cheeks as he resigned himself to being a cumdump for the two men that night, hitting the pipe again as much as he could in hopes of forgetting what happened when he left three hours later, sloshing around with 4 loads inside his butt. Yuri: Next time...

Making My New Son * * * * * I dreamed this last night and had to get it down. I thought it was so hot, I actual shot a load in bed. I am still working on the final part of War Brothers, but wanted to get this done before I forgot it. * * * * * "Come on guys grab the fucker and hold him down. He's a strong fucker." I bellow out as the man I have selected to become my new son struggles to get free. My selections name is Aaron Blackman and he is the quarterback at the local high school. Since I am the assistant football coach at the school it was easy to stalk him. I have admired him not only on the field, but in the locker-room. He has a magnificent body and a cock and set of balls that would make a bull blush. I knew I had to have him the first time I saw his low hanging nuts swinging between his naked hairy legs. I knew what I wanted, but it wasn't easy finding it that is why when I saw Aaron I knew he was the one… well actually my cock knew before I did, but still. While Aaron may have been a young physical master piece with gorgeous blue eyes, he was academically dumb as a stump which was ok since I wasn't interested in his mind. Any way I knew this buck wasn't going to go down without a fight. Even with the four of us he was almost more than we could handle. But, finally we got the cuffs on his wrists and the ties around his ankles. We took a rest and enjoyed watching my beautiful new son struggle and try to break free. I considered drugging him, putting him out. But that wouldn't provide the experience that I wanted and I wanted him to have. Instead he would be drugged with Tina to help bring out his inner whore. That is the nice thing about Tina. Every man has an inner whore even when he keeps it under lock and key, but Tina can find it and help bring it out. Even this stud. After resting for a bit, we picked him up and carried him inside. Now we know he was going to scream, but as we were out in the middle of nowhere we are not concerned about him attracting attention, but it looked like it might rain and we didn't want him getting wet - at least not by rain. Once inside we placed him on a large rubber mat on the floor, unhooked his wrists and stretched them out to his left and right, re-attaching this wrists to loops in the concrete floor. Of course he tried to free himself, but with the four of us there to control him, and his legs still bound, we were more than a match for him. Once we had his arms secured we did the same with his feet, securing each one to a steel ring embedded in the floor. He was now spread out wide and certainly not going any where. Naturally he was also screaming, calling us names and threatening to kill us when he got free, but, that is to be expected and soon his tune would soon change. Then we cut his clothing off of him. Part of me was sorry we had to do this, as his clothing was very high end and quite nice, but it was part of his training. As we cut off each article of his clothing we showed it to him, and tossed it in a drum in which a fire was burning. "Why the fuck did you do that, those clothes were brand new and cost $400. You fuckers." Aaron screamed. "Oh, look guys. This stupid whore, who is about to be raped and turned in to our pet whore, is worried about his fucking clothes! Stupid fucker" I laughed loudly. The other guys joined in laughing. It took Aaron a minute for his brain to register what I had just said. His eyes grew wide and then he began to thrash about, trying to get away. "No - please don't rape me. Please I'm straight. I like girls. Please don't. I am so sorry. Come on guys I want to have kids, a family!" Aaron pleaded. "Oh, baby I've been looking for a stud like you for ages. You're going to become my son. You will love me. You will love your brothers, also. You will encourage us to use your body. You will take our cocks, cum, piss - and you will beg for it. You will be an obedient boy, and in return you will want for nothing" I said as we began to strip off our clothing. "NOOOOOO!!!!" Aaron screamed, but he also began to look over our bodies, one guy after the next. "What… What… are those scars?" Aaron asked in a shaky, but still angry voice. "Oh, you see all of these are my boys and all of them have been where you are now. They all started hot straight studs. Those scars are a sign of my personal adoption process. Well, that and…" I trailed off. "My god, that's unreal," Aaron said. "Aaron I want to be honest with you son" I started to say. "I am not your fucking son you sick faggot pervert and you are not my dad… fucker!" Aaron screamed. "As I was saying, you will not leave this place as you are. When you leave here you will be my son, I will be your new father, and these boys your new brothers. All of my boys here were once pussy-fucking straight boys, but, now they are full fledged homos. You will not leave here neg, either" I said. "You were all straight?" Aaron asked in disbelief. "Yep" my sons replied in unison. "Wait. Neg? What do you mean by neg?" Aaron asked. "You will not only be trained to love cock, cum, and piss, you will learn to love the feel of the male body as well as all of its flavors and treasures. Each of us is going to give you our baby or AIDS baby. As part of your adoption process to become a member of our family, you will be given HIV from each of us. You will from then on carry a part of us inside of you for however long you live. To put it another way, we are going to impregnate you with our AIDS babies" I explained. Aaron resumed screaming and thrashing, but to no end. It was pointless. He couldn't free himself - unless, of course, he chewed off his arms and legs. I pulled a small bag out of my pants' pocket. In the bag were several shards of crystal meth. I picked a nice large one, closed-up the bag and tucked it back in my pants' pocket. Walking between Aarons' legs and kneeling down, I looked him in the eyes. Seeing the panic in those eyes, I reached down and pressed the shard of crystal meth up into his asshole. I could feel him tighten his hole, hoping to keep me out, but I just pressed harder, until finally the pain caused him to flinch and in the meth popped. I made sure to push it in as deeply as I could, then stood-up, and smiled down at him. "Let's give him ten minutes and then we can start the party" I said to my sons. "What… What was that?" Aaron asked, his young, firm studly, body shaking. "That was hard drugs, baby. Tina. A booty bump. Crystal meth. It's going to help free your inner cock whore. It's will help you sail in to the wonderful world of faggot AIDS whore. It will help you become my son." I said, still smiling. I could see Aaron working his ass muscles, trying to push it out, but it was in too deep, and because of its crystalline texture wasn't moving. Finally he gave-up and started to sob. We stood around, stroking our cocks and saying dirty, nasty things about the boy on the floor. Out of curiosity I reached down, picked-up his wallet and looked in side. There were fifty dollars, and condom which naturally I threw in the fire drum. "You won't be needing that any more" I said. His wallet also contained his drivers' license, school ID card, a picture of (I suppose to be) his parents and two younger brothers. I put everything but his driver's license back in to his wallet. Well, that and the condom which, I'm sure, was completely consumed by this time. I looked at his driver's license and noticed he turned 18 three days ago. I put the wallet down so that when everything is done I could return it to him. We are here to rape him. To turn in to a faggot. To make him my son and give him our AIDS babies - not rob him. I could see that he was growing more hyper. His eyes were darting around, his breathing quicker. I reached down and felt his chest: it was defiantly hot. I knew the Tina was working. Taking hold of his beautiful cock, I gave it a couple of strokes. His body tensed-up and he groaned. "No, no, no. Don't, don't, don’t" He babbled. "Ok, we can begin. Mark and John - bring in the boys." I said to two of my sons. They in turn headed out the back door, returning holding the nine Doberman pinschers on leashes. A Aaron stared at the dogs. Kneeling by his head I said "Don't worry. This will almost certainly hurt like fuck at first, but then you will feel pleasure like you never thought possible, certainly much more pleasure than any woman's cunt could afford. Oh, and don't worry. The dogs may hurt you, but they have been well trained and will only go so far. Go ahead. Panic and scream, if you like. But, when you feel that pleasure of which I've told you, I want you to sing out with joy. Sing for me, son" I said and then stood-up, everyone moving away from Aaron. "Boys, TEAR!" I said. Mark and John released the leashes. The dogs rushed to Aaron and started nipping his body all over, his neck, head, face, groin and ass crack excepted. We stood by and watched, as Aaron screamed out in pain, the dogs nipping and pulling on his skin, causing small bloody wounds all over his body. I moved in between Aaron's legs and released them, positioned them on my shoulders, aligned my hard cock with his hole and slammed into him. He screamed even a bit louder as I raped his virginal hole, and the dogs worried his body. The wounds the dogs were causing were not deep. They would leave scars just as they did for my other boys. They would bleed and hurt a bit, at least until Aaron was utterly distracted my cock and the Tina booty bump. I slammed in and out of Aaron's hole. I could feel it tear and bleed. As I continued to rape my new boy, my older sons formed a circle around Aaron and begin to jack their cocks. After about 15 minutes, per their training, the dogs moved away from Aaron and lay down. I looked over and saw their dog cocks were rigid: they always got horny tearing into my new sons. Guess the dogs got off on the scene as much as my sons and I did. One by one my boys blew their loads, spraying their AIDS come on to Aaron's body, covering the bloody wounds with their poison seed. Once each had shot his load onto Aaron, they all knelt down and started to rub the cum into his wounds. Aaron was shaking hard: his mouth was moving but nothing was coming out. His cock was rock hard and dripping precum. The pain was apparently turning to pleasure, particularly when my cock hit his prostate. Of course the Tina continued to course through his body. My boy's 'inner faggot whore' was coming out. Soon he would loose control and truly become my son; a new member of the family born complete with a new crop of HIV to further the mission. I picked up my pace and really started slamming into his guts. He began to babble quite vocally: the Tina was in full effect and to make sure that Aaron was flying high John placed a bottle of poppers under Aaron's nostril. Inhaling the fumes, Aaron moaned out loudly and deeply, his muscled stud body beginning to shake and tremble. "F…F…Fu…FUCK ME! FUCK ME! OH GOD PLEASE FUCK ME!" Aaron wailed. I smiled down at my boy, my son and admiring his wounds, the blood and cum coating his young firm body. I could feel my nuts boiling, and knew I would soon shoot into his guts. Sure enough, a few deep hard thrusts later I blew, sending my poz cum deep in to his ass. I pulled out and stood, admiring my blood-shit-mucus coated cock. John stepped in behind me and slammed into Aaron's hole. "Oh, fuck bro, your hole is some beautiful, so warm, so wet, so perfect" John whispered to his new brother. Soon John shuddered and pumped another load of poz cum into Aaron. "Oh, fuck me fuck me bro. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me" Aaron begged over and over as he lost control. His mind on fire, the pain turning to pleasure, the cock in his ass the source of bliss, not pain. His mind broke and crumbled as Aaron's inner whore was set free and took control over the hot jock. I watched with great pleasure as Aaron's body went rigid, his cock swelling ever harder, spurting forth cum like a lawn sprinkler. "Oh, god whore me, whore my faggot ass, whore me, whore me, whore me. Give me your AIDS babies; please give me your cum!" Aaron bellowed as his nuts unloaded a second and then a third time. Over the next five minutes Aaron had four orgasms. By the time he came down off the last orgasm he was utterly incoherent. Over the next two days we gang fucked Aaron. We kept his wounds bleeding and we kept coating his body with our poz cum. We knew he would almost certainly convert. We knew our new family member would soon be one of us, would soon be carrying our AIDS babies inside of his body for the rest of his life, combining with his own DNA to make a new strain of baby, one that he would one day pass onto a new brother, a new family member. To his credit, Aaron begged for our cocks and cum the entire time. Of course we kept him drugged on Tina and poppers to keep his mind broken and in faggot whore mode. By the time the two days were over, Aaron's body was covered in a thick layer of AIDS Cum and blood. We left him to clean ourselves. When we came back he was sound asleep. We have watched and knew that during those two days Aaron had cum over four dozen times, his own nuts long ago drained half, so most of his orgasms were dry and intense, his nuts trying so hard to shoot something - anything, no no avail. Now we would just have to wait and see if he had become the faggot whore we wanted or if he would need another session - in a week or so. We waited, lovingly looking after him, our brother and son. As soon as he was strong enough I offered him my cock. He looked at it, looked at me. Our eyes locked as he opened his mouth, sucking me down his throat. He worked my cock and I could tell he was desperate for my seed. I quickly gave it too him. He greedily swallows it. As he cleaned my cock I made an offer to him: "Aaron honey, are you up for some cock in your pussy? Some of the boys haven't had a chance to get off inside of you yet. They were here for your adoption, but didn't get a chance to breed you. Can you take care of them for me? There are nine of them." He looked at me, lust in his eyes. "You want me to do the dogs don't you? Please tell me you want me to do the dogs" Aaron pleaded. "Sure, baby. I want you to take care of the dogs. All nine of them. After all, they helped make you a whore and now they want to feed you their doggy sperm. Want it?" I asked. "Oh, god yes. I want cock Dad. Lots of cock." I brought the dogs in on leashes, locked the doors to the room, and released Aaron from the floor. Instead of trying to make a run for it, he crawled over to the group of dogs, presenting his pussy to them. One by one they mounted him and bred him. As the first dog's knot swelled, sealing his cunt Aaron shuddered, spewing a load of clear juice onto the floor under himself. By the time the ninth dog was done Aaron's hole had dog sperm shooting out of it like a waterfall in Yosemite, with a large puddle of clear juice under his body, a puddle the dogs had induced him to shoot. I decided then that it was time for the ultimate test. I unlocked the doors, throwing a pile of clothing at Aaron. He dressed and walked over to the exit. "Why don't you want me any more? Did I do something wrong?" Aaron asked looking at the door and then back at me. "No baby, you did nothing wrong. I want you forever. You’re my son. A member of my family now and forever, but, now you have to choose. Do you stay or go. The choice is yours" I said. Aaron opened the door and walked out. I waited, but he didn't come back. Looking out the door I could see him running down the road. I sat down and waited for the cops. Three hours later I hear a car coming up the road. I went outside to see Aaron pulling up in his car. He got out, he retrieved a suite case from the trunk. "I told my parents I was moving out. I… couldn't tell them it was because I was going to be a faggot whore. I told them I had joined the army. In a few months I want you to send a letter telling them I was killed. You are my father now, they are my brothers" Aaron said, pointing to my other boys standing in the doorway of barn. "That is, if you still want me" Aaron asked, his voice trailing off. I walked over to him, wrapped my arms around him and kissed him with love and passion. Aaron was with us for about three months when he got very sick. He wss weak, throwing up, muscle aches and a high fever. He asked me to take him to the doctor, but I knew what the malady was, as did his brothers. I sat down on the bed next to him, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a damp towel. "There is no need for you to see a doctor, son. What this means is that our AIDS baby is growing inside of your body. You adoption is complete; you are one of us in body, mind and soul. You have the fuck flu, which is the sign your body has been infected with with HIV. Now your body will start combining our babies with your DNA making a new strain of babies. That strain you will one day pass onto a new brother, but, for now just rest. We will take care of you" I said as I kissed my pregnant son on the forehead. Tears of joy swelled-up in Aaron's eyes. He whispered into my ear that he needed cock; I smiled at him, pulled the covers from his sweat-soaked, aching body. His brothers and I made love to his sick, weak, aching body. Aaron moaned out in bliss, groaning in his weakness and sickness, but he still managed to hump and pump, bringing us off inside of his feverish body. We made love to him every night from then on. Aaron turned out to be a very talented whore. He not only likes male, he lives it, craves it and is always willing to pleasure it, human or animal. On his first anniversary of becoming my son, we wrote a letter to his parents. At first Aaron assumed we would tell his family he had been killed in combat. He was surprised when we told them the truth, that he had become a faggot whore, and was infected with HIV. How much he loved cock and even having sex with animals. How he knows his choice was right and how liberating. That he was finally free to be the male God made him to be, and how enjoyable sex is without condoms or worrying about AIDS. The letter continues, explaining about his pregnancy and how he has given them their first grandchild. It explained to them how the whole male-to-male HIV-to-HIV pregnancy thing comes about, and how he enjoyed being pregnant. He smiled at me, knowing the tone of the letter was correct. He signed it, and selected a few photographs of his sexual sexual activities to include in the envelope. He chose one depicting his body covered with bloody cum covered sores from his adoption. One where he was on his hands and knees, a a large Doberman pinscher hung up in his cunt. Another showing what I knew to be dog cum running from his stretched-out, gaping pussy. Another showed him him sucking off his brothers and finally one of him drinking piss sprayed fresh from his own cock as he lay on his back, glistening in golden showers. A wicked smile crossed his face as he chose the last picture. He wouldn't let me see it, but wrote on it with a black marker, and then handed it to me with a smile. I take the photo from him and look at it, then at him and then smile and lean over and kiss him. It is a photograph of a load of his cum that we taken a few days before. Written in one corner was the inscription "Your AIDS grandchild, one year old. With love, your grandson."

I was in Washington DC last week for a work trip. I always try to get loaded up (and dump a few loads) when traveling for business, and this trip was no exception. My hotel had a partnership with a nearby gym so I decided to take advantage of it to blow off some steam after work. I douched a couple times just to be prepared and headed out. There was quite a bit of hot eye candy of all kinds at this gym, including some stunningly sexy black men. It's a mostly mixed gym so it wasn't easy to determine if the hot guy with the big bulge you're drooling over was gay or straight, even so, I couldn't keep my eyes off of this one particular gentleman - 40ish, 6'2', 240 pounds of rock solid, black muscle. His bulge was definitely promising and I caught him returning a stare a couple times. That definitely got my hole twitching. I made sure to end my workout at the exact time the stud was headed to the locker room. We both collected our belongings and began changing out of our workout gear. I could tell he liked what he saw - and my God, did I like what I saw! His dick was pretty huge and getting plumper by the second. I was now on a mission. I finished my business and headed out near the gym lobby. He was 10 seconds or so behind me. As I walked out of the gym I held the door open for him and gave him a devilish smirk and noticed he had placed a wedding band on his ring finger. He smiled and shook my hand with a very firm grip, introducing himself as Walter. As luck would have it, the parking garage and my hotel were in the same general vicinity, and when I mentioned I was in DC for work and staying at the Marriott, Walter was definitely intrigued and the conversation lingered a bit so I took the bull by the horns, so to speak, and asked him if he wanted to grab a drink in the lobby. He agreed and said he'd put his gym bag in the car and meet me inside. My hole was not only twitching, it was beginning to sweat a little and get wet back there. It's got a mind of its own. Walter and I drank a couple beers and he told me he'd been married for 10 years. He could have easily walked away but it was obvious that we both wanted to fuck. When I suggested we go up to my room, Walter said his wife would be expecting him home within the hour so we didn't have a lot of time. So I suggested we hurry. We went upstairs as quickly as we were able, and I dropped to my knees even before my hotel room door had closed. His rock hard cock was out within seconds. It truly was a beautifully thick, veiny, throbbing piece of meat, easily ten inches and oozing pre-cum. I immediately went to work on it, sucking away. His crotch smelled incredibly hot and my senses were in overdrive. My efforts were rewarded often with more oozing pre-cum, which makes me moan just about every time. Before long, one of his strong hands was squeezing my ass. My hole was puckering like crazy. Since he was married I dreaded the condom question - but it was never mentioned. We both knew where his nut was going. Since we were short on time I stood, turned around and offered him my thick bubble butt. I slobbered his piece up pretty well and he spit on my hole several times before fingering me to open me a bit before placing the head of his massive dick against my hole. Fuck, this was going to feel incredible. He slowly entered my body, stretching my hole open inch by inch. The pain was intense but it hurt so fucking good. Once deep inside me, he started some dirty interracial talk (which I also love) about muscled white boys and how hot it is to see a big, black cock splitting a hot white hole open. And shooting inside. He picked up the pace a bit and the base of his pole grew even thicker. His moaning and heavy breathing let me know that he wouldn't last much longer. Sweat began to pour from both of us. I begged him for his load. And I got it. Three huge spurts of spunk back to back as I squeezed the fuck out of his cock. He stayed inside me for a bit and I wiggled my ass against him. Why did it have to end? He reluctantly plopped out of me and I spun around to lick him clean, which he loved. Sweet, sweet nut....in both of my holes. We exchanged information and I jokingly (or not) made a comment about getting him a room key. I wanted as much of that man as I could get for the remainder of my three-day work trip. "Fuck yeah" was his response. My swollen, beautifully sore hole - twitch, twitch, twitch. I could feel his cum dripping down my leg as we rode the elevator down to the front desk to get his key.

Such a hot story. Dobermans are sexy dogs and what a perfect way to get the bug!

I LOVE whoring out in public. Having guys watch, seeing their cocks get stiffer when they notice you're taking nut and they start lining-up for a go.

CasRFuckr I wasn't referring to you (but I'm entirely ok with anyone expressing their thoughts) ... this was more me making a statement because the story was moved to the ChemSex fiction when I look at it as more a BB story which has had one moment of that in it. I've written 64 pages (in Word), and 3 or 4 paragraphs are apparently all it takes to move it ... I'm not entirely bothered, but it seems a little overkill to me.

I am sorry if my last post was in anyway a buzzkill. The fact that the guys are dicking each other and getting knocked up is great!

I keep the load in my ass and go to sleep, or go on with my day and let it leak while I sit around or do things, love keeping the cum in me as long as possible

Good news! We're hooking up again tomorrow and he already told me he's done using condoms to fuck me.

I cannot imagine anything hotter than getting to play with a real life dad/son. Now that I'm in my 49/ I kind of regret not producing a couple of sons that would now be of a good age for dad/son play. I wish I could find a real relationship with a son type.

To all those tops who complain.....try to bottom for a chance and find how much work it is to make sure -as a bottom- you are 100% clean. It can take hours. As a top you just need to drop your pants and whip out your dick........ Appreciate the bottoms who take a lot of effort to make your experience a nice one. And yes "accidents" can still happen despite all the efforts taken by the bottoms. Deal with it and stop complaining.

SPONTANEOUS CHASING PART FOUR Exiting the back door of the club it was obvious that no fucking was going to be happening back there. There was barely any room to move, let alone fuck. So we headed out, at which point Carlton received a phone call and excused himself -work. Hey, at least I got fucked by that stud and taken his toxic load and didn’t even have to pay him for it! Tom took me by the hand and we walked back to his car, hand in hand as if we were boyfriends. I could feel cum leaking down my legs as we walked -yes, I was still plugged but my hole was gaping by now and there was so much cum in my ass that it just couldn’t be contained. I was glad to sit in the car, though I’m not sure how happy Tom would be that my ass was going to leave a big wet spot of cum. Also, sitting helped me keep the plug in place. Tom drove and at first I thought maybe he was going to head to another bathhouse or club, but we were heading out of town. I couldn’t even imagine what we were going to do out in the country. He pulled off at one of those public toilets that long haul truckers use, so I figured that he had to piss, though he could have done that anywhere. “I’m going to sit here for an hour. I want you to go into the bathroom and take as many of those trucker dicks in you, but tell them you’re only allowed to get their cum in your ass,” he instructed me. My dick had gotten instantly hard when he started telling me what he wanted me to do. Fuck, I loved feeling so free to be a total slut. Being a cumdump for all loads is something that I thought I’d only fantasize about but never actually get to live out. The bathroom smelled of men and piss so I could tell that it wasn’t often maintained -meaning I didn’t have to worry about getting caught. There were several men already in there, lined up against the walls pissing at the urinals, and from the closed doors to the stalls, a few in there as well. I’ve always been a little shy so I was debating how to get this started. The guys at the urinals had all glanced my way when I walked in. Mostly average guys, big, hairy trucker types. Eight in total -five at the wall urinals and three in the stalls. You never know if a guy is going to turn out to be a total asshole so this was definitely a risk. However, I had my orders. I walked to the last stall with the open door, walked in but didn’t close it. Facing the toilet, my back to the guys at the urinals, I dropped my pants and bent over. My ass was revealed and I thought I'd give it a few minutes and see what happens. “Fuck, what do we have hear?” one of the guys said playfully. He was the one closest to me and had just finished taking his leak, so I guess when he turned around he saw me. That was the intent, anyway. I felt his hands on my ass, so I reached back, felt his bulging crotch in his jeans. Good, he’s game, so I slid the plug out of my nasty cum-filled hole and stuck it in my mouth to clean off and then sat it on the back of the toilet. “You’re a fucking toilet pig, aren’t you?” he asked. “You want my dick in there?” “Yes please,” I groaned. “I hope you don’t mind taking raw dick because I ain’t got a condom,” he added, already feeding his nice dick into my wet opening. “Well, feels like you’ve already been taking it bare. Fucking slut,” he snickered, and then jammed all the way in. I lunged forward from the force, but quickly recovered and shoved my ass back to meet his thrusts. He fucked quick, hard and deep, and then grunted that he was about to cum. “You want my load? You want my load?” he yelled. “Yes please! Fill me with your cum!” I yelled back. He growled, held in deep and emptied his balls into me. “Fucking piece of trash,” he snickered as he pulled out and stuffed his dick into his pants and left. When I looked back all of the other guys were lined up for their turn, and the next one was in me in a matter of seconds. All of the cocks were different, some smaller but fat, some longer but average thickness. It was a good all around workout for my hole. Very different sensations from each of the men. The second guy had an average dick, and he liked to fuck slower with very intentional long strokes. He held my hips and slid his dick all the way in, then all the way out. I was loving feeling him penetrate me with every stroke, balls deep. He took about twice as long as the first guy, then blasted his load deep into me. He seemed to love my ass, and he kept saying, “Fuck, you’re so good,” while he used me. After he unloaded, he pulled out slowly and turned me around to lick him clean. Not wanting to wait, the third guy wedged his way into the cubicle and sat down on the toilet and pulled me down onto his 8” pole. From there he bucked up into me while I did my best to ride him and lick the second guy clean. The second guy left finally, thanking me for being such a whore. Now the fourth guy stuck his dick in my mouth while I rode the other. He seemed to get close to cumming fast so I pulled off. “Don’t stop,” he whined. “I’m only allowed to take loads in my ass tonight,” I told him, hoping he would understand. “You got someone owning you tonight?” he asked with a wicked grin. “No wonder you’re such a whore. I’ll wait and give you what you want.” The third guy pulled me down hard onto his lap and growled, “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Take it, bitch!” as he filled my ass with his seed. As soon as he was done he pushed me off of him, pulled up his pants and pushed past me to get out of there. I stood up and turned around again for the fourth guy, who immediately started fucking me. He would go fast and hard, and his dick was thick but not long so it felt good slamming into me, and then he slowed down for a few longer strokes. Then fast and hard again. “You sure you want to take it?” he asked. “Fuck yes, please give it to me!” I howled. He leaned over, his stomach against my back, and whispered into my ear. “I know all of these guys and we’re all poz, you know. This is one of our favorite spots to come and find sluts like you. You sure you want it?” I shoved my ass back into him and said, “Fill me with your toxic cum!” loudly so the other guys would hear. They all seemed to appreciate that because they started to add their own commentary as this guy finished with me, telling me I was a pig chaser, taking nasty loads, that they were going to fuck my ass up with their viral loads. All of this pushed #4 over the edge and he filled me full with his HIV cum, gave my ass a few playful smacks, and then eased out for the next guy. The next three guys did their thing very quickly, and then I was left with one. He was a big burly bear hunk and I was tempted to start drooling. He stuck his face in my ass and got some of that cum mixture all over his beard as he gave my hole a few licks to taste. “How many loads you got in this ass, boy?” he asked, his voice as husky and masculine as the rest of him. “I don’t know, more than 10,” I told him. “You owner is waiting for you outside?” he asked. “Yes, he told me to take as much cock and cum as I could for an hour, and only in my ass,” I replied. He pulled me hard against him and kissed me, lots of tongue and I could tell that he wanted me to lick his beard clean of all of the cum. So I did, and then he sucked my tongue for a minute to get it all. He led me out of the stall, the rest of the room now empty, and told me to get down on the floor, on all fours. I watched as he strolled around the room and finally spotted what he’d been looking for when he came out of one of the stalls. Dangling an anonymous impressively half-filled used condom in his fingers, he eased down to his knees and dribbled the load onto his hard dick and then slid into me. Fuck, this was so piggy and a little frightening -who the hell’s condom was that? As he fucked me at a very nice pace, he would drip more of the cum onto his cock on the out-stroke, and then shove it back into me, until it was all used up. He reached around and held it in front of my face. “Lick it clean while I unload in you” he instructed, now picking up the pace. Now I was really grossing myself out, but I stuck my tongue out and he slid the condom onto my tongue like it were a dick, and I licked it totally clean. I guess I wasn’t too disgusted with myself -my dick had never been harder and was bobbing furiously, leaking precum like nothing I’d seen before, as the big bear nailed me. The first taste of cum always brings the major slut out in me, so I only got more into the scene. Here I was in a public restroom, on the floor, getting fucked and bred by yet another stranger -and I’ve never been happier in my life. He growled like a true bear, and I felt his beautiful dick pulse and throb inside of me, draining his nuts into my super-sloppy hole. “You are one good fuck,” he said, waiting for his dick to start softening before making his exit. “I love sloppy seconds, but that was sloppy everything! I love pigs like you.” The funny thing is . . . his dick didn’t start to shrink. If anything, talking to me like that only got him harder. “Fuck, buddy, how about another load?” he asked me. “Anything you say,” I told him. “Let’s make this interesting,” he said, easing out of me and lifting me to my feet. Naked from the waist down, the big bear walked us out of the bathroom to the side of the building. “He your owner?” he asked, indicating the car where Tom sat watching us intently. “Yes.” “Let’s show him you’re being a good fucking slut,” he said, entering me once again from behind. I leaned my hands against the brick wall for support while this big bear rode me towards another orgasm. I just threw my head back and drank it all in. I was in sublime pig heaven. After a few minutes, with his dick still impaling me, he walked us over to Tom’s car and bent me over the hood. Continuing to pound me, I looked deep into Tom’s eyes. He had the biggest smile on his face, mixed with that look of total lust that is so hard to resist. We were grunting and growling as the big bear fucked my ass on the hood of the car, finally announcing through clenched teeth that he was pumping my ass full of his very high viral load. That seemed to really please Tom when he heard that. The bear’s second load felt bigger than the first, but eventually his balls stopped firing their poison spunk into me. He pulled out, slapped my ass and told me to get out of there. Without thinking, I went to the passenger door of the car and saw that Tom had put down a large plastic sheet over my seat. As soon as I sat down I realized that I had left the butt plug and my pants back in the bathroom. “Fuck that, you won’t need them,” Tom said, starting the car and pulling away. “While we drive back to my place, I want you to release all of that cum from your ass onto the plastic. I’ve got some plans for you and those loads,” he told me mischievously.

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.

Logged into A4A Sunday morning and almost immediately got a hit - black guy in his mid 30s with an 8" cock, wanting me to come to his place. His profile had no pic but I didn't care. Grabbed my poppers and was out the door less than 5 minutes after I turned on the computer. Messaged him when I arrived and he met me at the door. He was a little chubby but very good looking, and his cock was already hard and swaying back and forth under his boxers. Behind him, his roommate sat watching TV. He didn't even look up as I walked in. I got a little nervous - I'm not used to my hosts having people at home when I come by, and I do tend to get loud when a top is really going to town on my hole. My host reassured me that his roommate was also gay, and they frequently brought guys back to the apartment (though they never played together). I needed cock bad, so I threw caution to the wind and let my host lead me to his bedroom. He closed the door and dropped his boxers, and one of the most perfect cocks I've ever seen hung between his legs. Long, just the right thickness, hairless, with a head that's just smaller than the shaft making it the perfect torpedo to skewer my ass. In a flash I was on the floor with the head of his cock in the back of my throat. The next thing I knew, I was bent over his bed, my brown bottle under my nose, and his lubed cock probing at my hole. He slid inside in one quick thrust, which caught me off guard. The lube did its job, though, and so did the poppers. I was immediately in heaven. I tried to stay quiet as he pounded his shaft home, but every so often a moan escaped my lips. Then I heard the door open. My host never missed a beat, drilling my ass deep as I felt his balls slap against mine. Suddenly his roommate was climbing on the bed in front of me, lining up his cock with my mouth as his roommate continued to tame my ass. It was a thick uncut cock, about 9x6, glistening with precum. "Thought I'd keep him quiet for you," said the roommate to my host. "I think the neighbors downstairs are home." With that, he grabbed the back of my head and shoved his cock into the back of my throat, and deeper. I gagged, but he just held my head in place as he slid his shaft in and out of my throat. Meanwhile my host never let up his assault on my hole, pounding harder and harder as his climax neared. "I'm gonna cum," said my host, and he gripped my hips tighter as his pace quickened. "Me, too," said his roommate as he felt my drool running down his shaft and coating his balls. And with that, I was rewarded with something I've never had before, ever in my life - simultaneous creampies in both holes. I felt my host's cock spasming in my hole as his load gushed into my guts, and his roommate's shaft pumped over and over against my lips as his load trickled down my throat. As they pulled away I collapsed on the bed. The roommate took his still semi-hard shaft and dipped it into my ass, mixing his cum and my saliva with my host's load. Then he positioned his cock in front of me and guided my mouth to it, where I proceeded to lick the cocktail of spit, cum, and my ass from his shaft. It was the most delicious concoction I have ever tasted.

SPONTANEOUS CHASING - PART TWO “Get your shit, you’re coming with me,” he said. “I own you tonight . . . maybe forever,” he whispered in my ear. We climbed off of the bed and started gathering our things, the crowd outside the door began breaking up. Neither of us were dressed, and I followed him out of the room and down the hall towards the locker rooms (where I assumed the rest of his things were). I was stopped short when a very large and incredibly strong arm swung around me and pinned me face first against the wall. This felt quite violent and I had no clue what was happening -this is hardly the place for a mugging or gay bashing. It only took another second to figure out what this mountain-of-a-man had in mind, when the big knob of his dick head wedged into my cumsloppy hole. Just then the guy who had sort of claimed me appeared beside me and looked pissed. “What the fuck is going on? This boy is mine,” he told the guy behind me, not even sounding at all worried given there was a considerable size difference between them as well. The guy behind me began to ease his huge rod into my hole, with the first guy’s cum as the only lube. “Sorry, bud, but I heard this pig begging for some poz cum. I’ve got a week’s worth stored up in my balls and I want him to reap the benefits,” he replied. Any irritation totally disappeared from my ‘owner’s’ face, and a slight smirk replaced it. “Well, that’s the plan for tonight now, so give it to him. Fuck this whore up,” he instructed the big man, reaching over to me and taking my clothes from my hands. So there I was, standing in the hall in front of anyone and everyone, getting one of the best fucks I’ve ever had. Somehow I just loved embracing the exhibitionist in me. And especially since most of these guys now knew that I was taking poison cum in me, too. They must think I’m the biggest slut of them all. My throbbing hard dick told me that this was exactly what I wanted. I enjoyed every moment of the fuck. So many of my dreams were coming true tonight -this was another one. I love getting used by guys who are much, much bigger than me. The kind of men that basically use me like a blow-up fuck doll. They just pound my ass, use me to get their jollies, and then pump me full of their toxic swimmers. I felt the hot breath of this fucker close to my cheek. “I want you to beg for this cum. This is a gift and you need to ask for it. Tell all of these guys here watching that you want my seed in you, my viral cum. Tell them!” “Unh! Give it to me! Fucking fill me with your poz cum! I want your virus! Knock me up!” I yelled -and that was enough to push him over the edge. It took another couple of minutes for the big man to finish and empty his balls into me, and I felt it. Every throb and spurt, I felt it all. He pumped so much cum in me I actually had to wonder if he had cum or was taking a piss inside me. “Fuck, that’s a lot of cum,” I groaned against the wall. Hearing this, my owner told my fucker to keep me plugged while he ran to his locker. He sprinted out and returned seconds later with a butt plug. Nothing ridiculous, just an average plug. “Here, let’s slip this into you so you don’t lose a drop,” he said, crouching down and slowly easing the softening dick from my hole. As soon as the dick was out, the plug was jammed in. Not a drop was spilled. “Thanks slut, enjoy my strain,” the big guy whispered, giving my ass a firm smack and walking away, disappearing into the crowd. “Okay, so you got two loads of AIDS cum in your ass, now let’s get out of here. I’ve got someone I want you to meet,” my owner told me, taking me by the hand and leading me directly to the locker room where we dressed without incident. I followed him to his car, and noticed that my dick hadn’t gone soft at all. This was all so exciting for me, I couldn’t control myself. “Why don’t you suck my dick while I drive,” he told me. You don’t have to tell me twice. I unbuckled and my face found a happy home in his sweaty crotch. I slurped and sucked while he drove. He also made a call. I’m not sure to whom, and all he said was, “I’ve got a guy I think you might be interested in. Yes. Good. See you in ten,” and then hung up. He had also introduced himself as ‘Tom’ to whoever was on the other end of that call, so now I at least had a name to put with the dick and face. About ten minutes later I felt the car come to a stop. As I was about to sit up and check out where we’d ended up, Tom pressed his big hand onto the back of my head and kept my mouth exactly where it was. ‘Whatever’ I figured, and went back to sucking. The back door of the car opened and closed and Tom was talking to the new passenger as he pulled away. “Okay, you can get up now,” he told me. “This is Carlton. He’s a guy who just loves fucking guys asses up with his poison cum. You still want it?” he asked me, a shit eating grin on his handsome bearded face. I glanced into the back seat and immediately felt butterflies in my stomach and that butt plug in my ass began to quiver. There sat the most hunky, beefy, beautiful black man I’d ever seen. Actually, I’d seen him before -he’s a hustler. Or I should say ‘escort’ but from what I knew of him, he’s a hustler. I’d fantasized about being fucked and totally used by a nice big black cock, but hadn’t ever been so lucky. Clearly tonight was my lucky night, and I was going to take full advantage of this luck while it lasted. “Hell yeah,” I told Tom. “Head to that club downtown,” Carlton told Tom. “Let’s put on a show and scare the shit out of some naïve young twinks,” he chuckled. I was a little surprised at the club we arrived at. It was a nice dance club, but mostly for more straight-laced newbies, and I’m sure none of the usual clientelle would ever consider having any sort of sex without a condom. Aah, okay, now I understand what Carlton was talking about -he wants these goodie-goodie guys to see him fuck me bare. Inside the guys dragged me to the bathroom, which was basically full and had a steady stream of young men coming and going. Over by the urinal, Joe had me face the wall, Carlton pulled my pants down, removed the plug from my cummy hole and stuffed in into my mouth like a man-sized soother. And then he just stuck his big black cock head into my cum sloppy hole. Immediately I could hear the change in the crowd in there. They were all in shock as it was quite obvious that Carlton was sliding into me completely free of a condom. “Take my raw fucking dick you pig,” Carlton said to me loudly so that they would all hear.

Love to be fucked that way.

id like the guy to lean down and whisper in my ear ''ive no intention of pulling out faggot''

Last night I received a message on grindr. I was so horny when the guy told me he was poz, had a high viral load and wasn't taking meds. We arranged to meet at a parking space. He was really ugly and looking sick, but I didn't mind as I take every cock I can find. Anyhow, he fucked me and shot his load in my ass. Afterwards I left, and was headed back to my house when he texted me, saying he had AIDS and carrying a highly resistant virus. I was horny again

Very hot. When I was in undergraduate school I bred a couple of college boys under the stall during class breaks. Very tight, hungry holes. probably pozzed them too

Yeah.... I am SO fucking tired of posts on tumblr saying the bottom is the faggot while the top is "straight", an "alpha-male" or that a bottom should feel honored that the top wants to fuck him. Pisses me off as well. If it's consensual play, ok. But some have a mindset that all bottoms are inferior. Fuck that. It takes a man to take it up the ass and own it.

Ugly daddies usually have the best loads and are the best breeders..

PART 2 "I was gonna tell him to pull out, really I was!" I heard myself say the words but I'm not all that sure I mean it. After all, why had I a stranger slide his raw dick into my ass? At this point my boyfriend laughed saying "I've heard that line before," adding as he looked at me, "If I know my buddy Sam, not only has his pre-cum been leaking into your ass, he has probably also quietly shot his load in you,: With that I panicked and started squirming and sobbed " please NO pull out." I guess I moved my ass way too much and Sam looked in my eyes and said " You're pushin me over the edge. Here it cummmmmmsssssss," and with that I felt spurt after spurt of his hot jizz loading me up. With that I felt my boyfriends strong hands on my shoulders holding me down on that huge dick. Looking deep into my eyes, he said, with deadly seriousness, "Stay on that dick 'till he unloads every drop and then start fucking yourself on his cock, getting Sam ready for another round 'cause now we're gonna have some REAL fun." Before I knew it that dick was getting harder again inside me as he held my hips and pushed slowly in and out deeper that I've felt anyone or anything go. As I threw my head back in a combination or pain and pleasure, my boyfriend grabbed my head and forced his dick down my throat saying "Suck it you fucking whore," As I worked his cock, I wondered was this what he meant by 'real' fun, or was there more to cum?

I was extra horny a few days ago and I posted an add on cl looking for a top. I am super tight and made sure he knew he would need to take his time. He asked if he could do me bare as that was his preference. I agreed and got his address. He asked for an anon situation and I was eager to oblige. He told me to come to his apartment and the door would be open. He gave me directions on what room to go in. The room was dark and he had a blanket and pillow on the floor. He told me to get naked and get on my hands and knees and wait for him. Minutes after I arrived and got into the position he requested he entered the room. He came in front of me and had me give him head. He took total control (which I just love) and was fucking my mouth deep. I gaged here and there but that didn't bother him. He moved in back of me and without saying a word started giving me an amazing rim job. He got my ass nice a wet and started to lube me up. He put it on my ass and worked it into my hole slowly. One finger, then more lube, then two fingers. I could tell he knew how to open a tight ass. He then pushed my head to the ground and said he wanted my ass up high. He then pushed into me inch by inch. He waited for me to adjust to his size and then he entered me balls deep. He started very slow. Pulling his cock almost out then deep back in. He felt so good. He said "boy your ass is tight I wont last long. I told him to fuck me harder. I wanted his cum. He fucked my cum right out of me. He gave me an amazing fuck and when he was ready to cum he asked if I was ready to be his cum hole. I said give it to me deep. He pushed all the way in and I could feel his cock spasm in my tight hole. He pulled out and told to get my shit and leave. I left with his load deep in my ass. When I got to my car I saw he sent an email. He said "that was a great tight ass and I can't wait to use it again.

I've done it twice. The first was with 14 guys. I was covered! The second was four guys. It wasn't as much fun as my first but it was still hot. I would love to do it again!

COLUMBUS - Had a 30 year old vers guy over to the hotel - he fucked me and nutted in my ass. He had pulled out ever so slightly right as he was beginning to cum and I felt a warm spray of cum on my hole then I felt it slide into my hole and it just keep spurting and spurting. I've taken over 1000 loads, this was the biggest one I have ever taken as far as I know. It was incredible!! I was so filled up I didn't need anymore loads that night!!

Hey guys 25 165lbs average build semi hairy 7 inch uncut vers but more of a cum loving bottom looking for guys to hook up with in montreal area poz dicks ok with me love to take risks and just let the cum flow anyone wanna chat or hook up feel free to pvt me

Jeremey’s perspective: Oh my god it happened so fast, it was incredible, but I’m getting ahead of myself. I’m just so stoked after meeting the most wonderful man yesterday. His name is Matt and believe it or not, he lives just a building over from me. I guess it was a instance of being at the right place at the right time. Let me back up a little though to tell you how it came to be. I’m Jeremy and I just turned 22 last May. Now, here it is September again and I’m back at the university studying business with a minor in liberal arts. Yeah, I figured if nothing else I could get a teaching credential if I couldn’t find a job in the business world. I grew up in the bay area, the only child of a single Mom. She never discussed my father and it was a taboo subject around her. I have a cool Uncle Tony who is about five years younger than Mom. He is only 18 years older than my age, and has been a good friend and a surrogate dad over the years, especially since he is only 18 years older than me. As far back as I can remember Mom always had health problems and after beating breast cancer twice she succumbed to it a couple years ago. It still makes me sad. I keep a picture of her on my bookshelf, she was so pretty back then, I suspect the dude in the photo was her boyfriend and possibly my father. Uncle Tony is always teasing me how I wanted to have the photo off the credenza, when when I asked my mother why she kept it there she replied that it was the best photograph taken of her in her when she was in her twenties, but I figured she was still in love with the guy. Uncle Tony said the guy had broken her heart, and added he didn’t see why she kept it in such prominent view. Enough about my Mom. I guess I always knew I was different and when I was in junior high. I finally figured I was queer. Yeah, I was clearly gay, after all I found myself lusting after the other guys at school and on the school ball teams. I was a smart cookie and had the good looks to go with it, so you might say I was a hunky geek, which is one reason I got along with my Uncle as he was also handsome and clever. We loved our video games, be it console or computer, but we also loved going out and tossing the ball around. Uncle Tony pegged me as gay long before I wanted to admit my attraction to guys, but he was cool with it and even took me out to a gay 18+ club on my 18th birthday, not telling mom where he was taking me and just telling her to a ball game. It was a night where I received my first kiss from a boy. I was so turned on by the kiss that I creamed my jeans, and ended-up excusing myself and slipping into the men’s room to clean myself up. When I returned to find Tony making out with the stud who had caused my ejaculation. Sure, the stud 20 and really hot, but I started wondering about Uncle Tony. Being an athlete is why I was at University on a partial scholarship, being a gay athlete on scholarship kept me in the closet freshmen year although it didn’t take long for me to figure out my roommate in the dorms was a big old queer, after catching him snuggling and who knows what in our room one night when I returned from the Frat party we had gone too together, I recognized the frat boy as one of the alumni or senior from the frat house we had gone too. I just shed my clothes and climbed in bed, turning towards the wall and tried to go to sleep. “Think he might want to join in the fun” I heard the frat boy said “Nah he’s straight “I heard my roommate say Steve and I became close as brothers and he soon realized that I too was queer and like him seemed to get along better with older guys. I however was still a virgin in all things gay, yeah I lusted after seniors and older students and maybe even had a crush or two on this professor or that staff member but I was too shy/scared to make a move. Steve set me up on a couple of dates with guys in their 20’s a couple times but it generally ended in a hand job and maybe the occasional blowjob. By the time we both moved in together sophomore year, off campus Steve was hooking up 3-4 times a week and I was still a virgin, but he would tell me of his exploits over breakfast or dinner, always leaving me hard, he’d give me a hand job through my jeans or inside my gym shorts kissing me the whole time teaching me techniques to use on guys he had learned from his various dates, then it happened Steve Mr. Safe sex always Top man, slipped up, he had gotten invited to a party with this really hot 30 year old guy and they convinced Steve to kick back in the sling before he knew it guys were caressing his ass and fingering him, he loved being fingered, then some guy had slipped his raw cock in Steve’s ass, I’m guessing he wasn’t that big but just large enough to really gets Steve revved up and moaning, by the time he realized his safe only policy had gone down the toilet the guy had unloaded in Steve’s hole and the next guy slid in using the cum for lube. 3 hours later they helped Steve from the sling and welcomed him into the brotherhood. Steve was confused and when he questioned his date, the answer was that it was a conversion party and that at least a third of the loads he received were POZ. Steve panicked but was totally turned on by it at the same time, his hole dripping with their loads, someone slid a plug into his still gaping ass and indicated it be best to keep the loads from seeping out during the rest of the party. Steve then started fucking whoever’s holes he could side his large cock into, blasting the last vestiges of his negative loads. He came home early in the morning and crawled into bed with me drunk from sex and alcohol, it wasn’t all that unusual to wake up after one of his lengthier dates to find him cuddled up behind me, but he never tried to my knowledge to fuck me, he always said that was for someone special, because you always remember your first. I would ask him about his and he said he remembered but he rather not talk about it. About three weeks after the party I was nursing him during spring break, where he finally broke down and started talking about the party, he had already given me sketchy tidbits of how things went down but left out the juicy ones about him getting bred, now he spilled the beans and told me everything about his date removing his clothes and easing him back into the sling to the guys talking turns filling his hole with spunk, then he dropped the bomb, that he had done it bareback and several of the loads were charged, toxic loads, and that is why he now had the flu. I cried with him but we were both sporting hard-on’s his story had gotten both of us rock hard, I let him suck me off as I jerked his cock to an explosive ending. Between then (spring break) and now he continued to tell me the tales of his exploits getting us both hard and he had helped sign me up for BBRT saying if nothing I’d be able to meet some hot daddies and chat about my fantasies. During the summer we got with Uncle Tony’s help our current apartment, although I was seeing less and less of Steve as he found himself a hot sugar daddy and guess you’d call it fellow gifter I had gone to work and school Monday when I decided to post some pictures that Steve had taken of me on BBRT just to see if it increased my hits. I was worn out Tuesday morning after finishing my morning shift and my first class, I had come home for lunch before heading off to A&F at the mall to work a five hour shift that evening. On the bus ride home I had logged into BBRT to see if any hot guys were on, mainly looking at late 20’s early 30’s when I got an “OINK”, not wanting to use all my data on the bus I waited to check him out till I got home. At first I saw his age and was about to delete the message when I decide to check out the full profile, wow I was glad I did. He was 6’2” 195 short brown hair with a dusting of white at the temples, dazzling smile, average build although it looked athletic to me, his pics were hot I would have never pegged him as being 46 if I passed him on the streets. I decided to be polite and message him saying thanks for the oink, and see what he was up too. We seemed to hit it off good and distance said 0miles so he was at least somewhat close. Then he invited me to coffee, I told him I couldn’t make it tonight but maybe tomorrow morning might work and we set up a time at the coffee shop across from my apartment complex. The next morning I got up early and showered the evenings sweat and funk off of me and threw on a “A” shirt, my favorite lucky jock strap, Black basketball shorts, the kind that show off the bulge if you stand just right and a pair of shorty socks (almost wore my Sk8trs “fuck my socks off” pair but decided they weren’t good for going out in public in mixed crowd) and my favorite sneakers. Grabbing a hoody off the couch I jogged over to the coffees shop raising a slight sweat, god I hoped he liked a little boy musk on his men, I entered the shop recognizing him right off the bat, and I dawned on me I never got his name. I got a regular coffee, not wanting to seem pretentious or not thrifty, I realized he had a latte when I went to sit down. I said hi and inquired what his name was, we talked for what seemed like just minutes but soon our beverages were gone, though I don’t remember drinking mine. We had so much in common and we got along so good, finally realizing we were hogging the table he asked if he could drive me home, I asked if he wanted to come in and chat some more. He agreed and when I directed him where to park he just said he’d park in his space, just on the other side of my building, I was so stoked. We never got to chatting some more or at least not then, we were all over each other as we entered my apartment, not even had the door closed before I attacked him and began macking on his face, he or I led the other to the couch and we were soon naked in each other’s arms, damn he smelled so good, I thought I smelled a bit ripe after jogging to the coffee shop but he ate it up bathing my body with his tongue lapping at my pits to get my essence, we must have made out for at least 10 minutes grinding our engorged cocks into each other then I said it “Fuck Me Daddy” I had never been fucked but I knew, just knew this was the man I wanted to be my first. I presented my ass to him and he slowly lubed it up seeming to have problems with my tight hole. “You ever been fucked before” he asked me “no” I replied then he went into overdrive on my hole licking and fingering it making it open up to his advances it felt like I was entering heaven then Hell as he pressed his mushroom capped head into my hole, my ass was on fire but he held it there allowing me to adjust to the invasion, the pain subsided and he pushed in a little more my hole was beginning to open up for him, then wave after wave of pleasure began to engulf me my ass was pulsating around his hot cock as it worked in and out of my hole, it was the same feeling I got went I stroked my cock past blasting my whole body shuddered my ass was cumming, but my cock wasn’t, the pressure building in my nuts was intense, I wanted to cum but I wanted it to last forever then I felt his cock swell and he asked where I wanted his cum “give me your Toxic load Daddy, Give me your POZ seed” he froze then pumped harder I could feel his cock pulse at its base as blast after blast flowed up his tool and flooded my insides. After he came down off his orgasm he asked why I assumed he was Poz since we never discussed status. I told him I just assumed and he just grinned at me with this evil grin. Then he surprised me by quickly mounting me sliding my aching cock in his hole, “but I’m a bottom only” “you’re a top today, now just fuck daddy” he rode my cock and for the first time in my short sexual life I thought of myself as versatile as I blasted my load deep in this hunk of a man. Then I realized my fucking him cause another eruption from him coating us with spooge. I took his hand and led him to the bathroom where I turned on the shower and directed him to stand under the warm stream, I washed him off, and then he washed cum from me as well. I handed him a fresh towel and told him I’d have to cut our adventure short as my bus would arrive shortly. He took me in his arms and kissed me, then offered to drive me to school. I got dressed for school as he went out and gathered his clothes which were strewn all over the living room then yelled back to me he’d met me at the car. When I got out to the car he was exiting his apartment in an escaping motion like he was trying not to let something out. He opened the door and I hopped in catching my hair on the head rest “ouch” as it pulled a strand out, we drove for a short distance in silence then he started asking me about the picture of Mom on the Bookshelf, I found it weird and just answered the best I could. He dropped me off at the bus stop on campus then indicated he’d call me. I hoped he would, other than his strange questions about the photo I was getting a positive vibe from him, he was stirring feelings I just couldn’t put my finger on, could I be falling for him and he for me. It was happening all too fast, I didn’t hear from him the rest of that day so I messaged him a thanks for the good time then headed to bed as I had a early day again tomorrow, Thursdays were always busy. When came home for lunch there was a message slid in the doorframe I had an invite to dinner I was exhausted as I got off work but checked my messages and there was the invite again, He was on line at the time so we started exchanging messages and I invited him over again but I was running out of messages so he sent his phone number to text him at. I texted him when I got home, damn I was ripe from a day working both jobs and attending classes, my boy funk was strong, I had stripped down to just my low slung jeans, which with me thinking about him all day were quite moist where my cock head lay, He was at my door almost instantly as I set down my phone and opened the door I pulled him inside, he was in just a tee shirt and loose gym shorts his hard cock tenting the fabric, I damn near ripped his clothes off him as he unbuttoned my jeans and slid them down off my hips, we barely made it to the couch before we were sword fighting, he lead me past the couch and into the bedroom throwing me onto Steve’s bed and planting massive kisses all over my body lapping at my skin giving me goose flesh it was just after 9 and as tired as I was he invigorated me we made out and caressed for at least an hour before drifting off to sleep. I woke about 2 and slinked out from under his grasp to take a piss I sniffed my body and pits while letting the stream flow, my ripe boy musk had been replaced by the smell of sex, of Matt’s spittle, of Matt in general I smelled him on me masking my funk. I slid back in bed next to him smelling Steve on his pillow and Matt on me I wiggled my ass next to Matt's hardening cock nestling it between my Twinkie butt cheeks and fell back to sleep content to being the little spoon.

It's hard for me to give up a dick when I know he's about to squirt, I keep that suction up and his balls tense to best keep his cock in my mouth. I am a cum addict, I want that cum. If he pulls out of my mouth, as he wants to see it squirt, I hold my tongue on the tip of that dick, to best make sure no gaps for cum escape.

After he sent the letter to his folks, life went on pretty much as usual. Aaron continued to relish his role as the ranch's reliable cumwhore. Most every night, one of his brothers would seed and recharge his ass, more often two or three. During the day, they'd find him in the barn with one or more of the Doberman's, spreading his ass and taking dogcum in his willing ass. Sometimes, the brothers would sell his ass to raise some extra cash; placing ads on Craigslist or M4MRent. A succession of horny old men, bald guys with guts, fat sleazy truckers, and sometimes even a relatively clean-looking guy, would drop and find Aaron trussed in the barn, ready and willing to take any load offered to him. Another time they made a video of him and a young bull and put it on the internet PPV; made quite a tidy sum. On a warm day in late summer, Aaron was strolling around the front yard of the ranch wearing what he usually wore, a torn-up pair of cutoff jeans with a rip up the back for easy ccess to his mancunt; the remains of the pair the men had cut off him when he first arrived. It was about two months after the letter that formally severed ties with his previous life. He was walking toward the barn with one of the Dobermans when a pick-up truck pulled up to the ranch. It braked to a halt just a few yards from one A young man of about Aaron's age got out of the driver's side and pulled a shotgun off the gun rack in back. The Assistant Coach who'd brought Aaron to the ranch observed this from the ranch house; recognizing the boy as Jesse Hausserman, one of Aaron's teammates. "What do we do about this?" asked one of the other men. The Coach was calm. "Let's just watch and see how this plays out." Aaron looked up at his former teammate, and greeted him casually, "Hey, Jesse, how ya' been?" Jesse replied, "Get in the truck, man, I came to get you outta here." The dog growled, Aaron patted its head. "Easy killer, it's all right. How did you find me?" Aaron asked. Jesse answered him. "It took me a long time, after your mom and dad got that letter. It almost killed them. But I knew something must have happened to you, and I kept looking around and asking until I figured out where you were. I've come to take you home, home to your family. Let's go." Aaron shook his head. "I don't wanna go. This is my home, and this is my family." Jesse looked over to where a group of Aaron's brothers were watching with interest. "Those faggots aren't your family, Aaron. They've brainwashed you, somehow. You don't belong here." "Hell I don't," Aaron shot back. "I get high and I get fucked every day. I love cock. Cock is what I live for, and I'll take any cock I can get. I'll take your cock." Jesse's voice was pleading, desperate. "Come on, man, this isn't you." Aaron laughed in his face. "Of course, it's me. I'm a cockwhore now. I'm looking at you and all I can think about right now is sucking your cock, and getting your cock in my ass, and you coming in my ass." Jesse turned away, but Aaron pulled his face back to him. "Look." Aaron had unbuttoned the fly of his cutoffs and freed his massive, erect horsecock from it. Aaron grinned. "Fuck me." Jesse looked appalled. "I don't know you any more." Aaron just grinned. "I get high and I get fucked every day, and I like it." "You're gonna end up with AIDS!" Jesse shouted at him. "Already got it," Aaron replied casually. "What?" "I got it, the virus. My body is an incubator for the virus my brothers planted in me." Jesse paused a long time, and spoke quietly. "There's still time," he said. "If we get you a doctor..." "No!" Aaron said firmly. "Aaron, if you keep this up, you'll be dead in five years..." Aaron laughed, "So fucking what? Five years of getting high and fucked every day is better than fifty years of bullshit on the outside. I could leave any time. I choose to be here. So, let me get on your dick, or get the fuck out." Jesse paused, reconsidered his tactics, as though it had never occurred to him that Aaron would refuse. "I don't know what they did to you but this isn't right." "You're hard," Aaron said, almost giggled. "I can see through your shorts you got a chubby. Did you come out here to rescue me or fuck me?" He put his hand on Jesse's crotch and Jesse swatted it away. "Goddam, Aaron." "Touch mine," Aaron said. "Look how big and thick it is." Jesse was turning red. "The fuck man..." Aaron drew Jesse's hand over to his hard, erect phallus. "It's okay, man, just feel it. Doesn't it feel great?" Jesse's big hand was wrapped around Aaron's meat, as though he was mesmerized. He held onto it as Aaron's deft hand moved back toward the front of Jesse's cargo shorts. This time, Jesse offered no resistance as Aaron undid the front and pulled out a fat, impressive hunk of meat that drew appreciative looks from the audience of brothers watching from the house and fence. Aaron began to get in a kneeling position in front of Jesse, and only then did Jesse pull away. "I can't... I don't wanna get AIDS..." Aaron grunted, "You won't... it's the guy that takes the load that gets the virus." Jesse offered one last protest, "I can't... make you..." Aaron offered no argument but engulfed Jesse's entire thick eight inch cock into his mouth and throat in one swift movement and then worked it like a pro, moving up and down, sucking hard as he drew out and releasing as he drew in. "Fuck..." Jesse was heard to say. Aaron worked Jesse's dick like the pro he had become. Jesse's stood there, cargo shorts peeled back showing a pair of well-muscled legs. Made some of the brothers wonder if Jesse had ever thought about this when he and Aaron were in the locker room together, sweaty and wet, dicks swinging free. For a guy who had come out to take Aaron away, Jesse sure as fucked seemed to be enjoying his blowjob. Less than five minutes in, Aaron stopped and stood up, letting his cutoffs fall and kicking them aside, but not before taking a little wax paper envelope from the front pocket and snorting its contents. He leaned against the side of the pick up and sighed, "Fuck me, Jesse." Jesse looked unsure of the situation. He was still holding the shotgun. His cock was sloppy and wet, and Aaron was offering his butthole to him. "Fuck me," Aaron repeated, and this time he pulled Jesse to him and, bracing himself on the door of the pick-up, wrapped his legs around Jesse's mid-section. "I..." Jesse began. "Come on, fuck me! Fuck my manhole! Put your cock in me!" Aaron demanded. Jesse may have had the gun, but Aaron was in total control now. Jesse pressed his large cockhead against Aaron's hole. With all the infected slobber on top, it slipped easily into Aaron's well-worked ass. Instinct took over at that point, and Jesse just slammed it into him like it was any other cunt. His hips soon found a satisfying pistoing motion. "That's it, now fuck me harder. Fuck me harder!" Aaron insisted. "Oh, fuck,'" said Jesse, fucking his big cock harder and deeper into Aaron's hungry wet hole. "Oh, fuck yeah! Fuck yeah!" Aaron sang as he rode that cock and the drugs took effect, making every nerve ending fire and overloading his brain with pleasure. Jesse kept up the rhythm longer than anyone expected. He muttering "Oh fuck" in response to Jesse's "Fuck yeah" in a call and response that went on and on to the point where it was almost funny. The brothers could tell Jesse was about to come when his thrusts got harder and faster, and the exclamations of both boys became incoherent grunts and moans. Finally, Jesse issued out a long, loud, "F-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-c-k," and unloaded into his buddy's willing ass. Almost as soon as he had finished, Jesse pulled away. "Oh... fuck... what did I just do?" "You fucked the quarterback, baby," Aaron replied. He threw his arms around Jesse and gave him a wet, sloppy kiss. Jesse pulled away looked confused, "Is that what you've been doing? This whole time?" "That and more, come here, boy," Aaron dropped down on all fours and presented his bareass to the Doberman. The dog knew exactly what to do and immediately impaled him on his long brown and pick cock. "Dude...!" Jesse exclaimed in disgust. "Oh fuck yeah," Aaron said as the dog rapidly thrust into and out of his mancunt. "I love cock, all cock. Man cock. Dog cock. bull cock. I'll take any cock. I'm a cockwhore and a cumwhore. My purpose is to have cock in me all the time. I'm never leaving, Jesse. Ever." Jesse pulled up his pants, awkwardly. He looked for all the world like he was gonna cry, like he was gonna bawl his eyes out. Was it losing his friend, or was it humiliation and shame over what he'd just done. No one would ever know. He got back into the truck and slowly pulled out of the driveway, leaving behind an ecstatic Aaron on all fours, his ass full of dog cock and dog sperm.

to get more cum...edge him for a while to build it up. if you make him cum in 5 min, he might not produce much cum. next time edge him for an hour (edging is when you work a dick until almost climax, stopping before climax, then starting again). this build up will produce a lot more cum in his balls, which will result in more cum when he finally releases. another point i'd like to make is; if a Top jerked off right before meeting up with you, obviously he will not produce a lot of cum or not as much as if he hadn't cum that day, or better yet if he hasn't cum in days. a 4 or 4 day load is heavy, milky, and taste amazing. i had a Top who was saving a 10 day load for me, a young guy who was on vacation visiting parents. and when i sucked him off (on a tray) he produced so much cum, i was lapping and licking it up forever. so good i get hard thinking about how potent it was, almost yellow, thick so thick. fuck, hot times.