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You guys are really great, I have to say a huge thank you to everyone who's reached out to me. I'll be honest I wasn't even sure I'd write something anyone would want to read. I was a little annoyed the story was moved, it felt butchered, but there will be at least one more chapter. If you came to this section hoping for lots of chems you won't find very much of that, Chapter 17 (and ultimately 18) may be the only ones, I haven't decided and I honestly have been writing this as my horny, depraved imagination carries me.

Flew into LA last night and went online. Found a regular on BB RT that came over and took my load. He's a hot fucker loves to get me hard by playing with my nipples, and then begs me to fuck him. I load him up every time. About an hour later there was a guy I had been chatting up on scruff he decided to come over. He's 6 foot 200 pounds of hairy muscle daddy. We started making out he dropped to his knees and started sucking my cock. We got onto the bed and started making out, he told me he wanted me to fuck his hole. I started to eat out his hairy ass and then mounted him I fucked him for a while and then he said he wanted to ride me. I laid on my back as he put my cock in his ass and settled down on my hard cock. As I worked my cock in and out of his hole, he begged me to shoot my load up his ass. I told him that if I bred his hole, that everyone who fucked him after me would know that I'd been there. He begged harder for my cum. I blasted four shots into him as he shot his load into my mouth. We laid in the bed after this and cuddled for a while I hope I get to see him again fucking hot stud. We laid in the bed after this and cuddled for a while, I hope I get to see him again fucking hot stud!

3. Micah Over the noise of the assembled men, the sounds of flesh against flesh, the quiet undertones of sexual attraction, and the hiss of the torches, a church bell tolled for midnight. I wondered if the old Catholic priest knew what was happening just around the corner from his church. In front of me, the sacrifice was still tied down to the altar with one congregant's cock deep in his ass and another congregant's cock forced in his throat. Did the priest know how it was impossible for his God to exist without my Dark Lord? A one-sided coin was impossibility; so was light without dark, happiness without suffering, and duty without pleasure. Did the priest know the truth about his Savior? How Jesus had known the Dark Lord? How Jesus had followed God's commandments of duty, just as much as he had worshipped my Dark Lord's pleasures? Tonight, pleasures had certainly been had. The sacrifice had been fucked for nearly four hours now. If my count was correct, he had taken seventeen loads from my congregants. Powered by the drugs, by Lucifer's spirit, by their own animal urges, my congregants showed no sign of slowing down. In addition, every single one of their loads was poisoned with the Dark Lord's virus. As my congregants had repeatedly fucked the sacrifice, I had relaxed in the throne at the front of the church. I watched the execution unfold and the altar boys made sure that I was well taken care of. The glass cock was always full and my cock was always hard. Some of the new altar boys would gag on the size of my shaft; most of them quickly learned how to accommodate my size. Some others, well, they learned how resistance to my desires was not an option. One of the newer altar boys had to be taken back to the labyrinth, and was given a training session on the finer points of cocksucking. He returned an hour later, with bruises on his back and a mouth spreader ensuring he was always available to the members of the congregation. It was especially pleasurable to see the tears still drying on his cheeks, a visible sign of his devotion to the path of the Dark Lord. Finally, the last of the congregants grunted in pleasure. The spasms of his body showed that he was injecting the sacrifice with his poisonous semen. As he withdrew, Jeff stood up from his position by the sacrifice. "My father," he said. "Yes, my son," I replied. I took the glass pipe from where it lay beside my throne. I knew what he was going to announce, and what I was going to need to do. "The congregation has anointed the sacrifice with the seed of their loins and the virus of the Dark Lord. He is now yours to finish." "You have done well, my son," I said, standing up from the throne. "You all have made the Dark Lord very happy with your efforts. It is time for you to celebrate the night. Give yourself over to the pleasure of our Devil God." "Amen," the congregation uttered, as they all walked towards the back of the nave, past the sacrificial altar, past my throne. They would enter the labyrinth in the back, and celebrate for the rest of the night. Their balls were still full of cum, their asses ready for sex. It didn't take long before it was just four of us: an altar boy, Jeff, myself, and the sacrifice. "I give you the sacrifice. May the Dark Lord be merciful to him, even as you are not," Jeff said. He walked to the back and joined the other men. I could hear the grunts of pleasure, the moans of agony rising from the orgy that was beginning. The sacrifice raised his head, just enough to see me. I smiled at him, then paused long enough to take one long hit from the pipe. Even though I had been smoking most of the night, I still felt the effect of the drugs on me, pushing me a little closer to Lucifer and his world of depraved pleasures. I held the hit for as long as I could, then exhaled. The sacrifice smiled, and I could sense the hunger in his soul for more. "Come," I said to the altar boy. "Bring the silver charger." The young boy picked up a small silver plate. On it was four shards of crystal, each fairly large. He followed me as I descended to stand in front of the sacrifice. The drugs were hitting me hard, and my cock was throbbing now. I needed to get inside the bottom's hole and feel all of the cum that he had accumulated. But the ritual came first. "Tears of Lucifer," I said, motioning to the plate the altar boy held. "You know what most people get wrong about my Dark Lord?" The sacrifice shook his head. "The Dark Lord. Everyone thinks he is about pain and suffering. But he is not. He's about pleasure. Only pleasure. Pleasure unencumbered by any responsibility or duties." I paused for a moment. "That's why I am not afraid of joining him." "Joining him?" the sacrifice said. I raised the heavy leather hood up just enough to expose the deep purple spot on my chest. The sacrifice's eyes were just barely able to focus on it. "Yeah," I said. "It's what you think it is." The sacrifice lowered his head again, already tired from the ordeal. "The Vikings understood the Dark Lord best. They called him Loki, the trickster. He's out for pleasure." He looked up at me once more. His hunger was painfully clear on his face. Getting fucked by seventeen men was barely enough to satisfy him. He needed more. He needed more drugs, more fucking, and most of all, more of our deadly semen. He nodded. He was high enough that I didn't know if he even understood what I was saying. But, tonight, it hardly mattered. All that was important was that he was here and that he was open to everything that we had already put inside of him. Plus, he was ready for more. "The tears. It clears the mind. It frees the body. And one of these is for you." The altar boy knelt down, holding the platter in front of the sacrifice. "Which one do you want?" I asked. The young man tried to pull his hand away from the altar to point, but remembered that he was still restrained. "The one on the right," he said, before closing his eyes again. It was the largest one on the platter. "You choose well," I said. I motioned for the altar boy to stand. He had done this ritual once before and knew what he had to do. He stood behind the sacrifice, and waited for me. Slowly, I joined him, and took the long, thin shard from the platter. "This goes into you. Into your ass, where it can melt in the pool of toxic semen you have accumulated." "I understand," the sacrifice said. "It is not my place to protest anything you choose to do to me. Everything is in honor of the Dark Lord." I smiled. Sometimes the sacrifices protested, especially after so many men had fucked them. Their asses were sore and they were having second thoughts about pledging themselves to the Dark Lord's army. But this one knew what he was getting himself into. I took the shard from the platter. It was larger and heavier than at first glance. I hoped that the sacrifice would be able to endure the experience. "Ready, sacrifice?" I asked him. It was a formality; the only answer I expected from him was an affirmative yes. "Yes, my master," he said. His voice was flat and neutral. He had been through an ordeal over the past few hours, and emotion was far away. With my free hand, I spread his ass cheeks apart, exposing his well-fucked hole. It was dripping cum, and was slowly pulsing with his every heartbeat. The members of my congregation had opened him up. Putting a small shard of tina into him was going to be easy. I pinched the shard between my thumb and forefinger, and pushed into him. He grunted, but his ass offered only the slightest resistance to me. I pressed in, past my first knuckle, then the second knuckle. "Ugh," he said, but remained still. Finally, I had my fingers all the way in him. I released the shard, feeling it float in the pools of thick cum still in his ass. I slowly pulled out, making sure all of the toxic fluids and drugs stayed inside of him. "You're fucked, sacrifice," I said, as I massaged his hole, getting it to close up and hold all of the mancum inside. "Totally fucked." "I know, my master," he said. "For the rest of the night," I started. "Everything and anything good in your world is going to come from my cock. You keep me happy. I'll keep the dark lord happy, and if you are lucky, he may cry a few more tears of joy to keep you happy." My cock was throbbing. It was hard to keep from plunging into his ass, and feel all that cum inside of him. But there were other things to do first. I turned to the altar boy. "You may join the others in the solstice orgy," I said. "Let them share their virus with you. Now, it is time for me to complete the execution." "I understand," the altar boy said. He placed the platter on the ground, and backed away from me quickly. There was a sense of fear as he stepped away, as if he was seeing my power for the very first time. It only made my cock harder and drip more. Once outside the pentagram, he turned and walked quickly to the labyrinth in the back. I was now alone with the sacrifice. He was still tied down to the altar, his ass and mouth still exposed for me, making him totally defenseless against anything I had planned. "You know about the Last Supper, don't you?" I asked. "The truth?" "I don't know. No," he said. I knelt down behind him, and spread his cheeks apart again. His hole was right there, a bit of cum dripping out of it. "The paintings and stories are all wrong. It wasn't a dinner." I pressed my face into his crack, inhaling deeply of the sweat and cum. My cock was throbbing, desperate to get inside of the sacrifice. "What really happened has been suppressed and forgotten. It was more of an orgy." I stuck my tongue out and teased his hole. It was a mixture of salty sweat, slightly sweet cum, and the bitter tang of the crystal. "It's our job to remember what happened. To make sure the real memory of Jesus is maintained." "Oh?" I knew it was hard for the sacrifice to follow anything I said. His mind was racing off in a million directions, all of then involving pleasure. As best he could while tied up, he pressed his ass back against my goatee, eager for any tiny bit of stimulation. For me, it was time to stop talking theology, and start the final part of the ritual. "I'm going to die," I said. "There are no more drugs for me. It's now just a matter of time." I stood up, and stroked my cock. It was still hard. "But, before I die, I'm going to pass on the Dark Lord's gift to me. It will become your gift and a gift that you will need to share with others. As many as you can." "I will, my master." He paused for a moment. "My executioner." His back arched as he presented his ass to me. "Please," he said, his words starting to slur as he disappeared into a drug-fueled fantasy. "Of course, my son." I stood behind him, and pulled back my foreskin to expose my swollen cockhead. I pressed the head against his hole, coating it the accumulated lube and cum. "Ready for my cock? My deadly cock?" "Please," he said again. "Let me serve Lucifer." I lined my cock up with his hole, and pressed against him. There was no resistance at all; over the course of the night, his ass had been completely opened up. It was a rare feeling, to find a man so open and so accepting that there was not even the barest hint of a struggle against an invading cock. I wanted to savor that feeling of control and domination, when my dick first entered a man, but my cock had other ideas. It practically pulled itself into the sacrifice's body, navigating through the pools of dirty cum into order to seek out barely explored depths where it's own deadly load would find fertile soil. "Fuck me. Kill me." "You are already dead," I said. He was warm and comfortable, all the accumulated spooge lubricating my small thrusts into him. I allowed myself to pull out, just to get the pleasure of sinking all the way back into him. The sacrifice was not the only one for whom the drugs had taken ahold of. I had been smoking from the glass pipe all evening and my own depraved sexual needs had been barely satiated by the oral service provided by the altar boys. Now, there was only one thought running through my mind: I needed to defile this man's body. All I could focus on was the pleasure of adding another load of virus-laden cum to his growing collection. "You were dead the moment you walked into the temple." The sacrifice slumped slightly; his body no longer quite as taut against the restraints of the altar. "I know," he said. His voice was full of defeat as the full enormity of what he had done soaked into his drug-addled mind. The thought made my cock twitch. Another bolus of pre-cum dripped from my dickhead into his body. It was full of the Devil's virus and it would soon be part of the sacrifice's very genetic code. "I know," he repeated. As much as I wanted to cum right then and complete the ceremony, I had to make it last. It was my responsibility as the executioner to complete the sentence, to make sure that the sacrifice had no chance of reprieve. I continued to thrust in and out of his hole. Occasionally, I had to reach down to scoop up the spooge that had dripped out of him. I carefully pressed it back into the hole. There was so much of the thick, slippery fluid it was hard to imagine that it would eventually all be absorbed. But it would, and the contribution from the many men would change the sacrifice╒s life forever. Lost in the beautiful haze of the crystal fog, I continued to pound at the sacrifice's hole. Time was no longer important; the crystal made sure of that and the task would take as long as it had to. I don't know if it was just a few minutes or a few hours, but eventually, the sacrifice's hole was no longer dripping spooge. "Please?" he said, a plaintive cry for mercy. I paused for a moment with my cock buried in his warm hole. The last thing I wanted to do was to stop fucking the sacrifice. My dick was still rock hard and my balls were full of toxic fluid. "I haven't cum yet," I said. "I know," he said. "I want you to cum in me." "Of course you do," I said. I pulled my cock almost all the way out, leaving just the very tip of it inside of him. "Please," he said again. He had gotten what he had wanted, my cock no longer balls-deep inside of him, only to discover that the discomfort me fucking him caused was also the source of all of his pleasure. "I need it." "I know. We all need it." I pulled all the way out, my shaft glistening with the last few drops of sperm still in the sacrifice's hole. I pushed back into him, feeling his hole wrap around my cock. It was hot from the fucking and I briefly felt sorry for him. Getting fucked was now agony, each stroke of my cock a burning hot poker in his ass. But not getting fucked was also agony for the sacrifice. It was an utter lack of connection and nothing to ground him to another human. My cock pulsed as I watched the struggle between pain and pleasure play out as the sacrifice grappled against the restraints holding him to the altar. He would first fight them, trying to escape the relentless onslaught of my dick. The sacrifice would then relax and embrace the thick leather bands holding him in place. The restraints let him accept my cock and allowed me to fuck him like the Dark Lord demanded. The brief break, watching the sacrifice fuck himself on my dick helped to re-energize me. It reminded me of my purpose that night and why I had dedicated my life to the Dark Lord. I was there to kill this young man, to kill him by infecting him with a deadly virus, and then to have the pleasure of watching him waste away and die. I pulled my cock out and slammed it back into him. He grunted and moaned which was what I wanted to hear. "Please," he said. "The straps." With my dick comfortably lodged deep in his hole, I paused for a moment to inspect the sacrifice. The leather straps securing him to the altar were necessarily tight, biting into his skin. I had heard stories of the early days, before the altar had been built, when sacrifices would flee the ceremony, before the execution had been completed. The restraints ensured that any second thoughts were not an issue. I ran my finger along the edge of a strap across the victim's back. His body tensed up and he grunted. "Ouch," he said. "You will take my load," I said. "No matter what." "I know. I want it," the sacrifice said. "It just hurts." "Death is always painful." I repeated my action, feeling how hot his skin was. His ass clenched around my cock, as he struggled to maintain his composure. "If I undo the straps, you aren't going to try anything, are you?" "No my master," he said. The curtain blocking access to the labyrinth rustled, and we both looked up. An altar boy appeared. He was young and blond, with the blank expression of a tweaker. "Do you need anything, Sir?" he asked me. His timing was perfect. "Help me with the sacrifice," I said. "It is time to release him from the earthly bonds." "Of course, Sir." I finally pulled my cock out of the sacrifice; I immediately missed the warmth of his hole and the comforting power of dominating him. The altar boy knew what to do, taking position across from me. Quickly, we undid the leather straps. "Help him up," I said, retiring back to the throne of the high priest. My cock was still erect and a bead of pre-cum was forming at the tip. I wanted to get back inside of the sacrifice and feel my toxic juices drip into him. The altar boy helped the sacrifice up from the altar. It was a slow process. The sacrifice was obviously tired and sore from the unnatural position, and he had barely moved in many hours. "Get up," the altar boy encouraged him, holding on to his arm and pulling. The sacrifice suddenly recoiled with a sharp yelp. The altar boy had grabbed him on his wrist, right where the straps had held him in place. But, eventually, the condemned man stood, and took halting steps towards me. "Please," the altar boy begged. He knew that if I were to get angry, he would pay the price for the sacrifice's weaknesses. Finally, the sacrifice was standing in front of me. He was shaking, but it was hard to tell if that was from the uncomfortable position he had been forced into, the long hours of getting fucked, or all the drugs that had been forced on him. It didn't matter. The Dark Lord could rejoice in any and all forms of agony we would subject the sacrifice to. "Show me your wrists," I told the man. Slowly, he held his hands out. The bright red stripes from the restraints were obvious, even in the dimly lit room. I ran my finger over my cockhead, collecting the slippery pre-cum, and pushing back my foreskin. I reached out and rubbed it into the raw skin. "Owww," the sacrifice grunted. "It burns." "It should," I said. "It is what the Dark Lord wants for you tonight." He nodded. I wondered how sore his throat was, after so many hours of sucking cock. "Kneel," I said. The sacrifice fought the rebellion in his muscles and slowly dropped to his knees in front of me. "Suck," I said, grabbing the base of my cock. He opened his mouth and took the head of my dick. His tongue was warm and wet against my cockhead. It wasn't as good as his hole, but it was not bad. The sacrifice was still shaking, even down on his knees. The subtle movement of his head and his mouth served to further stimulate me. The sacrifice then ran his tongue along my foreskin, and my dick throbbed, dripping more of the deadly pre-cum into his body. I couldn't hold out any longer. I pulled his head off my shaft. "Time for you to take it up the ass again, sacrifice." He stared at me, his eyes glassy and uncomprehending of what was happening. I smiled, eagerly anticipating the warmth of his tender ass and the implicit permission to breed him with my toxic loads. "Sit on it," I said. I spread my legs, exposing my thick, hard shaft and swollen balls. I needed release, and I needed it soon. The sacrifice wasted no time in mounting my cock. His hole was still open and accepting, and he did not hesitate to take the entire length. "Oh fuck," he moaned. "Take it," I murmured into his ear. "Make the Dark Lord happy with your death. Enjoy your execution." I said a silent prayer to Lucifer, commending the poor man's soul to his eternal pleasure. The prayer was quickly answered as deep in the sacrifice's body, my cock got even longer and harder. "Take every drop of my poison." "I'm scared," he said. Through the mask, I could stare into his eyes without him seeing me. There were tears there. It was the first sign of him breaking down, the first piece of doubt about his actions tonight. Of course, it was far too late for him. The damage had already been done and the virus had been injected into him. "What are you afraid of? The pleasure that awaits you in the lap of the Dark Lord?" He tried to make sense of the words, but the drugs were too much for him. Instead, he nodded in dumb agreement. "There is nothing holding you back. No more fear. No more uncertainty. No more limits." My cock was throbbing and my balls were tight against my body. Even if I had wanted to, it was going to be impossible to hold off much longer. "Are you afraid?" he asked me. He lifted up the edge of the executioner's hood I was wearing, just enough to expose the red lesion on my chest. "Of the future." I shook my head side to side. "No," I said. "There is no fear." I slammed my cock into him, grabbing his hip to hold him in place. "Only pleasure." I pulled out, and thrust into him again. "Only pleasure," I gasped. My cock had decided it had had enough, and the familiar tingle at the tip of my dickhead had grown. I was right at the edge of cumming. "Please?" the sacrifice asked. It was the push I needed. My hips bucked once more, landing my cock as deep as I had ever been in the poor man's ass. I had a brief moment of perfect clarity, as my balls clenched and my dick throbbed. I could visualize the bolus of cum as it traveled the length of my shaft and then erupted in the sacrifice's body. "Take it," I grunted. "Take Lucifer's cum. Take his virus." I gasped, and another volley of virus-laden sperm shot out. The sacrifice squeezed his ass and ensured that the cum would stay in him until his body absorbed it. "Die, faggot," I said. Together with my brothers in Sätan, we had infected this hapless man, and he would soon be just as sick and diseased as we were. The sacrifice could feel my dick throb and pump him full of cum. "Please," he repeated again. "Please." "Take my AIDS jizz," I said. "Fucking take my toxic loads." "Please," he repeated. No matter how many loads he got tonight, no matter how many strains of the disease he got, it would never be enough to satisfy him. "Please kill me." "Dirty fucking fag. Taking all those loads today. Letting all those contaminated men breed your hole." My cock was still pumping out its own blighted juice into him, draining my balls. "Taking my virus." "Please," he said again. He was no longer a lost and confused boy. He knew what he needed. He needed to die, and the only way he knew was to get infected with the plague killing us all. If it was not me who did it, it would be another member of our condemned tribe. "Please." "You have it," I said, as the last few drops of my sperm leaked out of my cock and into the sacrifice's body. "Prepare for your agonizing death." He rode my cock for a few seconds longer, trying, vainly, to milk out a few more drops of my toxin. But my balls were drained, and my cock was exquisitely sensitive in the post-orgasmic bliss. "Thank you," he said, as he relaxed, still impaled on my still-hard cock. "Thank you."

Two days ago I went again to the sexshop I mentioned in my last post on the 24th of December. This time, a friend (another bottom like me) was planning to go there on Monday morning and afternoon, and wanted me to join as fellow slut. I actually took a day off just for that! And this time, to ensure I'd have a maximum amount of cock available, I pulled all the stops: put a message on the sexshop's website that I'd be there (they have a special Dates area especially set up for that, and I always use the same nick there, so people know who I am by now), contacted all my fuckbuddies, etc. Got quite a few replies, one fuckbuddy I hadn't seen in a while that said he would definitely come, quite a few maybes, and a few people who couldn't make it. My message on the website also caused some reactions. On Monday morning, I went there with high hopes . After getting into my jockstrap and getting cleaned out (took me a while, but I ended up squeaky clean for the rest of the day. I'm trying those Chia seeds again), I started walking around. Although it was only 11AM, it was actually quite busy already, but no one who seemed interested in me yet (or me interested in them for that matter). Went to the cellar, checking the cabines. Suddenly saw a gorgeous young Asian guy who had bred me once already in the sexshop, about two months ago. We had kept in touch (I really liked him, and he seemingly really liked me as well, which is quite a boost for my self-esteem I must admit), and I knew he was supposed to come, but I hadn't expected him to do so. He's a really young guy in his 20's, and he was a bit ambivalent about fucking me bare (he found it hot but scary, and is afraid of STDs, and only wanted to fuck me after my next test). In principle he was supposed to come only to watch me get fucked by other guys, but I guess his horniness won out, because within 5 minutes I was lying in the sling with his bare cock inside me! I really loved getting fucked by him again. He's really good-looking (naturally hairless, muscular but not wiry, with a beautiful sixpack), has very sensual lips I love to kiss, and his dick, while average in size, gets really hard and hits me in all the right spots! After fucking me for about a quarter of hour, he finally couldn't hold it and filled my hole with his big load. I literally felt it filling my ass! Such a great feeling. We then thanked each other and he went away. Nobody seemed to come look at the sling, so I started walking around again, when I finally came across my bottom friend . We talked a bit, and then started the hunt separately (we'd see each other often enough during the day!). I walked around again, then saw that one of the cabines was closed, one with a gloryhole to the next, open, cabine. So I decided to check it out. That was a good move, because as soon as my head was at the level of the gloryhole I was greeted by a big half-hard cock that clearly wanted to be sucked! I opened my mouth and let the guy push his dick in it. Wow! Great cock that got bigger and harder in seconds! Could just take it all in my mouth! It was a great feeling, but I really wanted that cock in my ass. I turned around and pushed my ass against the gloryhole. Normally that usually scares guys away, but not this one, and for the second in my life I got fucked through a gloryhole! His dick was bigger than the Asian guy's, but I was so horny it felt great to be stretched open! And the feeling of anonymous raw dick is fantastic! So the guy fucked me for about 5 minutes before I felt him freeze, and I knew he was unloading in me! He pulled out and I turned around to clean his dick. Indeed, some cum was still flowing from his pisshole, and I sucked his cock clean . He left, and I never really got to see what he looked like. Hot! Afterwards met my bottom friend in the cabine with a large orgy bed, told him about the two loads I had already had, when the top who said he would certainly come showed up! He started playing with us (well, mostly with my mate who hadn't had any dick yet and was hungry, and I was kind enough to let him have his pleasure), and the action started attracting quite a few men of all ages! In the end, this turned into a big orgy where my mate and I played the part of the bottom, and got passed around by four main guys: my top fuckbuddy, who unfortunately never got to fuck my ass although he did fuck my mouth a few times, a moustachioed man who has repeatedly bred my ass in the past and got to do it again, an older guy (in his 60's) who is actually another fuckbuddy of mine I kind of lost contact with that actually saw my ad on the website and came especially to see and seed me (he did ), and a guy with a bit of a belly and wearing only a fake leather vest and a cockring, who looked like a bottom but ended up being a savage top with the thickest cock I got all day! Really fucked me hard! There were other guys around, but they didn't fuck. At most I got their dick in my mouth. After about 45 minutes I think (and two loads in my ass), the orgy kind of fizzed out. My mate and I tried to get our breath back and left the cabin, which was starting to feel like a sauna. I heard hot noises from the cabin with the sling and went to check, but the door was closed. I was about to turn around when I felt a naked guy behind me! One of the guys of the orgy that only allowed me to suck them. I knelled there and then to take his dick in my mouth again (short, but hard), when another guy I had not seen yet joined us and pulled out a big nice cock. Sucked that one as well, then turned to give him my hole, which he didn't hesitate to fill bare! So I was there next to a closed door getting spitroasted! I think the guy fucking me ended up breeding me, although I'm not sure, but he left the shop immediately afterwards, so I expect he did. The other guy did blow, but in my mouth. Not too bad though, he had a tasty load . It was the beginning of the afternoon and things started to slow down a little (people do work on Mondays...), but my lucky streak was not finished. After some time walking around, came across a mountain of a guy, who followed me back to the orgy bed. I started sucking him when he mentioned we knew each other over chat! And after a moment I actually remembered who he was! A versa guy who wanted a threesome with me and one of my top fuckbuddies, but due to agenda issues this never worked out. And there he was, totally by chance (as he told me later via chat ). Finally got to feel his nice dick in me. He loved that I was already loaded and didn't last very long, just ten minutes before he filled my already full hole with his load. After he left, I couldn't leave the bed myself before the guy with the fake leather vest and the very thick cock showed up again to fill my hole! Wasn't about to say no! He used me hard for 15 minutes, but had difficulties cumming in my ass. He ended up using my mouth to get over the edge, before pushing his throbbing cock back in my ass to get as much of his load as possible in it. Does it count as a full load or just half? After that, things really slowed down and I didn't get another load in my ass. Did suck a few cocks and got maybe two more loads in my mouth, got the fake leather vest guy to fuck me again for a while, but he didn't cum again. Got to sit on another guy's cock later, but he didn't want to cum yet and I had to leave. So if I counted right and everyone who I think came in me really did, I got 7 loads in my ass that afternoon, which is basically my record (got 7 loads once before, so I didn't break a previous record unfortunately). My ass felt really nice and full for quite a few hours until I couldn't help it anymore and had to let go of some of that seed. Quite a lot poured out! I am a happy slut and hope to be able to repeat such an experience again soon.

We have a small park here that guys use for meet ups. The play area is just over a small rise in the ground and you can see the parking lot from it but not be seen from it. In addition there is a heavily wooded area behind the rise that cannot be approached easily from that direction at all. I have met my regular FB there several times and love it in the open like that on a picnic table. My bud and I went there the other day. He has a beautiful 8+" cock that is almost as big around as my wrist. I spread a blanket out on the table and we got naked. I started out sucking that lovely cock and soon he was fully hard and down my throat as I took it all in. I sucked him for about a good five minutes, enjoying his massive cock in my mouth. He then pulled out of my mouth and bent me over the end of the table and, using only my spit and his precum, (which is a lot also), he rammed his marvelous cock into my ass, balls deep. He started out nice and slow and sped up a little at a time. After a few minutes of that he pulled out and I got up on the table on my back. He climbed up over me, lifted my legs up until I was almost upside down with my own cock pointing straight at my own mouth, and slammed his cock into my ass, good and deep. This is my favorite position: upside down and being pile driven deep, hard, fast. And with his huge cock it is magnificent. He pounded my hole good and kept on going and going. It felt so good that my head was just rocking back and forth with the pleasure I was receiving from him and I thrust my ass up at him on each of his down thrusts, just to get the maximum amount of his cock in my hole. As he was ramming me I noticed a movement over by some bushes in the tree line. I stopped rocking my head to check it better and noticed there was a guy there, naked and stroking his cock watching us. He seemed to have a nice big one too. I decided to not say anything about it to my FB. Being watched has always been a turn on for me but my FB doesn't seem to like it much. After our usual twenty minutes of beautiful sex, my FB said he was ready to flood my ass with his cum. He always cums a huge amount, and with his big cock I can always feel it when his cock throbs and fills me up. This time was no different either as he just came and came. He then pulled out of me and wiped his cock off and dressed and left. I did not say anything about the guy watching us. Afterwards the naked stranger came out from the trees then and slowly started towards me. Although he was somewhat thin, he was decent looking, and his cock looked to rival that of my FB in length, if not in girth. I lay there watching in anticipation as he walked up to the end of the table. My FB satisfies me a lot with his huge cock, but it always horns me up too and I crave more and more after he is done, and this was the case as this new guy walked up to the table. He smiled and asked if I wanted some more and I said "Hell yes." He grabbed my legs and pulled me to the edge of the table, and before I could warn him that I only BB with my FB, his wonderful big cock was already in my ass, and I was loved the sensation too much to break the spell. He, like my FB, started nice and slow and shortly picked up speed until he was slamming my hole hard and deep, and he narrated as he fucked me, saying how good my ass felt with a big load already in it, and remarking he was surprised I was still so tight after the pounding I had already had. He told me he knew he wasn't as big around as my FB but hoped I liked his tool. I responded saying that I did. By now he was slamming my hole so hard it was like he was trying to reach my throat from below. He kept up a steady stream of talk as he plowed me good, asking how often we fucked and if we always fucked bareback. I replied we didn't do it nearly often enough, but when we fucked, it was always bareback, but that we always used condoms when playing with others. He said he didn't use them and I replied I had noticed as much. Then he asked why we used condoms, and I answered we were both neg and liked it that way. As I made this reply, he groaned a bit, and before I could ask him to pull out before he came, he told me my hole really felt great and that he was filling me up with his cum. In fact I could feel his cock throb as it gushed in me. Other than my FB's, I had just taken my first bare load in years. As he had finished and was laying on me, he looked me in the eyes and commented "Maybe you should have asked for a condom." My eyes opened wide as he grinned, saying he had just found out a few days ago that he was poz and his viral load was very high. I couldn't move or speak but my own cock spontaneously erupted. He looked down at my load, and then looked back at me saying "I sure hope that will be your last neg load." I could only lay there as he pulled out of me and walked away. Wow, was all I could think, as I thought back about barebacking with him, about how hot it had been, and I immediately began hoping I would see him at the park again, and soon.

Went to Rainbow in Tampa last night. Got 6 loads up my ass. Two were from a,hot boy who really got into breeding daddy ass. Dumped 2 loads myself.

I got cut last Saturday. Still a tiny bit sore and a lot swollen but all is good

Hey guys, I'm new here, just joined and fairly new to barebacking... ...well I been doing it occasionally for about 3 years but only recently decided to do it more often, openly and without regret! So I just posted this in the 'where did you get your last load?' thread but wanted to share it wider. Expanded text a bit. Hope the moderators approve! So I've just come back from my first bareback breeding of the year. Met a fit bi guy local to me, tall blond and tight-bodied. We met outdoors in some scrub behind the railway station at midnight. Anyway, he'd wanted me to blow him so I get on my knees and really start working my way towards a mouthful of cum, I'm starting to taste the precum in my mouth and throat when suddenly he says, spin around. He pushes me up against some railings, trousers round my ankles, shirt off under the stars, we lube up (spit obvs) and then he's fucking me hard, real hard for about five, ten minutes. I'm fucking loving it. You know some guys, the way they fuck, well he's totally focussed on getting himself off and my hole is just a fucktoy for him. He's fucking deep and I'm getting off too but I can tell that really he's just in it for himself. Doing everything he can to make himself blow his cumload good and hard. Perfect. My favourite kind of top. Then just as he's about to cum he stops pounding - cum in my ass, cum in my ass is all I can say at this point! - and he starts to fuck slower and real deep, and suddenly I feel this warm rush within as he fills me with his spunk. Just at that moment some random stranger walks by through the scrub! I'm laughing and also feeling the warm rush. Enjoying it like a good btm should. This is why I fuck this way. So anyway, I arch my back, reach round and grip his ass and tell him not to pull out, fuck that spunk into me and he does. That was about an hour ago and I've still got his warm jizz inside me. So fucking wired right now and so happy! I fucking love taking it bareback.

Since last week the black poz top whose cum I swallowed with gusto had been emailing me. Telling me he thought it was so hot that he was the first and only poz cock my married mouth had ever tasted or been near. He said I needed to meet him again because he saw how hard I was while blowing him and he fingered my ass and that he knows I want to swallow his charged load again. Little does he know how often I had jerked off remembering that load squirting in my mouth and traveling down my willing throat. I agreed to meet yesterday to provide more oral service. Once there it was similar situation as last week. Sucking with gusto as he played with my ass, and my cock ROCK HARD the whole time. Then of course the inevitable occurred, he started telling me how he has been jerking it thinking of being the one to pop my poz cherry on my neg virgin ass. How he can tell I want it because my cock is raging hard the whole time. My brain upped my oral game to get him to cum quickly again, but my body instinctively positioned itself so my ass was raised in the air and slightly spread open. He was three fingers in me by this time and he must have read my body's cues because he suddenly pulled out of my mouth and was behind me in no time. He started rubbing his poz pre cum all over my hole teasing it with the head of his cock. He asked me if I wanted to lose my poz virginity to him, I said nothing because I wanted him to just take me and use me and to say something would ruin the moment for me. He got the message because while I had not said anything I responded by pushing back on his cock. He slid inside me slowly til I had his whole poz pole deep in my guts. I told him I was no virgin anymore and that he should pleasure himself with my ass. He then started to fuck me proper, me telling him to blow his charge load deep in me and knock me up. Next thing I know he starts to do just that, and I made sure to pull him in deep. I was still marveling at how hard my cock was the whole time. When he popped out of me I rolled over on my back and he climbed up me and we started kissing. I told him thank you for knocking me up and being the one to pop my cherry. He thank me back for the hot new experience. I then got him to get his cock back in my ass and turn up his load while I jerked off. I blew my load all over the place with him deep in me. He has messaged me non-stop since asking to meet daily so he can make sure I carry his poz baby. I AM ROCK HARD EVERY TIME I READ HIS MESSAGES.

I was looking for something to do Christmas Eve. The whole family was away, and I was bored almost to tears. Started checking out the sites and came across a really hot guy online. His profile pics were hot and his stats were great. 5' 10" 150 pounds, muscular build, 8"cut fat cock. Oh, so great looking. Best thing was he was online and looking also. We started chatting and agreed he would come over and have a drink and we would go from there. About an hour later he was coming in my door and looking every bit as hot as his pics. We had a couple of drinks and talked a bit. It wasn't long though before our clothes were coming off. He moved in on me and kissed me and ground his hips into mine. His cock had been about half erect to start with and it didn't take long before it was up and looking even better than the pics. Mine was about 7" but looked small beside his. I was really starting to enjoy this. A few minutes later and we were in the bedroom and rolling around on the bed. I should mention that I only do safe sex and had lube and a condom laying out on the bedside table and ready. I slowly went down across that marvelous chest, sucking on each nipple and then across his hard packed stomach and soon was nibbling on the head of that beauty of a cock. I wet it and started to slowly take it in, little by little, till I had my lips against his stomach and balls. Heaven. After a few minutes of this and him playing with my ass. He got the lube from the table and started rimming me and then lubing my hole up good. My ass was tingling in anticipation. He started to run his fingers in and out and all around my hole opening my up. I was shaking, it felt so good. I grabbed the condom and opened it myself and put it on him. I noticed as I did this though that he kind of had a frown on his face, but hey, got to play safe and I hadn't asked his status at all. After making sure it was on good, I turned around on all 4s and he stuck a couple of fingers in me again for a bit to make sure I was open and ready. Seemed like an eternity, as I wanted that big cock in me and he didn't disappoint at all and rammed it home in one swoop. It hurt like hell that fast but felt great also. He started slow then with nice easy strokes in and out. I could hardly breathe as it felt so good. As he went on he got faster and harder and if possible deeper. My ass was clenching and unclenching with the pleasure of that hammering he was giving me. After about a good 30 minutes of this he started even faster and his breathing go harsher. I knew he was getting close and I was too. Then my own cock twitched and spurted my cum all over my sheets without being touched. Oh man that was so fine. Then I did a couple of really deep, hard thrusts and I knew he was cumming. Just as he drove his cock deep one last time and grunted, he reached over my shoulder and dropped the condom in front of my face and said in my ear, " Merry Christmas, I hope you like my GIFT." I looked back over my shoulder and he was grinning at me and said, "Yes, I am poz and just gave you a special gift for Christmas."

Today I got my latest lab results from my ID doc. In the past, when he would call me, he would just say undetectable and your numbers all look good. Today, he told me my CD4 count is up to 1400. Two years ago when I was first diagnosed, my CD4 count was 700. So it seems like my numbers doubled. I know 1400 is a healthy number but how good is it? If any guys would like to share their CD4 counts to help give me an idea where I stand, that would be awesome. Thanks!

Once you have your ass filled with cum, what do you do with it? Do you like to keep the loads in your ass? or do you pull out and play with it? Do you drink it? Personnally I love when a bottom keeps it inside, and once he knows his ass is leaking cum (or that all tops have empty balls), he pulls all loads out and drinks them while begging for more.

I hire one particular escort almost every week when he's in town. He's a poz hung muscle daddy with a 00 gauge PA. I love this stud, he fucks to hurt and leaves me bleeding n dripping poz seed. We have an agreement that if he ever wakes up with an STD, I want it, like I want everything else which comes out of his 9 incher. The morning after he returned from a xmas fuck tour of Southern California he awoke with a PA hole full of green puss and his cock stuck to his crusty jock. Hands free I spewed my seed just hearing what he would be giving me later that morning. I hit the shower and worked my showershot so roughly in my cunt that I was bleeding even before I left my house. Although I spend a couple of afternoons a week being a cumdump and average a couple of STD's yearly - but I've never knowingly sucked a pus-dripping cock or begged for a stud to knock me up with gonorrhea and syphilis. He answered the door in a jock strap with a wet mark from his dripping cock. At my request, He had re-inserted his PA which was oozing green puss. I got on my knees and licked the puss off his oozing cock, My cunt twitched when he smeared some puss on his thumb and jammed it in my hungry slit. This cumdump fuckin' wanted his toxic cock more than any cock I ever wanted. He took me from behind while I stood on his staircase. I spewed into my jock the second his cock pushed past my sphincter. We fucked like dogs in heat, I was fuckin' myself on his cock as hard as he was fucking his cock into my ass. Later he told me the load burned as it was deposited deep in my snatch. It was the hottest fuck of my life, and worth the penicillin shot in my ass the next day. Several of my piggier buds got off knowing they'd be fuckin' a gono hole, so I spent my afternoon passing the gift along. I hear they had no problem finding pigs who begged for gono cock. Every time, I think I'm a super twisted fuck, I find out i'm just like a thousand other cumdumps in SF, begging for anything my top will give me.

To all true cumdumps here, how do you feel when you get loaded by men? Do you feel any pride taking cocks? Do you love being a cum addict or do you not feel comfortable with your lust for cum? I love fucking nasty whores, preferably when they already have cum in their manpussy. I'm very grateful we could get to fuck whores like you. You give pleasure to men, and there's nothing to be ashamed of! Be proud helping men to feel relieved!!

I grew up in a very small town. In High School I had gone on a few dates with boys, kissed one or two, and jerked one off, but nothing more. I had figured out I was gay, but didn't even know if I was a top or a bottom. That started to change within two weeks of starting college. During Orientation, I met a really cute guy named Joe. We had the same major, lots in common, and he was gorgeous. He was nearly six feet tall, sandy blond hair, strong nordic cheekbones, and a sleek taught body from years of being on the high school regional swim team, which he was now joining in college too. We were both inexperienced when it came to sex, which we both realized the first time we managed to get a dorm room alone for the night. We sloppily kissed and rolled around on the bed, but didn't know how to suck cock yet, and certainly no anal. Essentially, we were both virgins. The fact that we were both eighteen meant we could cum quickly and stay hard enough to cum again mere minutes later. A few weeks into our first semester, I went to his first swim meet. I was proud of him for being out to all of his teammates and coach. The match was great and I loved watching all of the Juniors and Seniors in their skimpy speedos, soaking wet and clinging to every inch of what little they covered. And on top of that, they won! Afterwards, he introduced me to his coach and some of the guys on the team. His coach, who insisted everyone call him by his first name, Tony, told us he was having a celebratory party that weekend. Tony was beautiful. He could have been a lumber jack if he wasn't a college swim coach. He had red hair, turning ever so slightly salt-and-pepper at the temples and thinning on top, sideburns, and a bushy mustache. While most of the boys he coached were pale and slim, he was tan and beefy. His shoulders were broad, pulling the buttons of his tight polo shirt open, revealing a few tufts of chest hair. Needless to say, I was watering at the mouth!I was excited to go and hang out with such a hot group of guys, and such a hot coach! Saturday rolled around, and Joe and I managed to get an hour together in my dorm room before leaving to drive to Tony's house for the party. After maneuvering into an awkward sixty-nine position, I managed to get the head of his uncut cock in my mouth for about thirty seconds before he filled my mouth with his salty cum. I put my hands on the back of Joe's head and tried to aim his lips to my cock, but he seemed to miss my cues. He licked at my dick, while jerking my dick so hard it was starting to hurt, but I shot off anyway, all over his face. I reeled around and licked my jizz off of Joe's chiseled face. He squirmed and pulled away, sort of grossed out by the thought of eating cum. He grabbed his briefs off of the floor and used them to mop his face off as I chuckled, saying, "You'll get used to that if we keep this up. You might even learn to like the taste." He laughed and suggested we get ready to go or we would be late. We pulled our clothing on, but he decided to skip the underwear and chucked it into my laundry hamper. We showed up at Tony's house only a few minutes late and must have been the last people to arrive as the driveway and street in front of the house was packed with cars. All of the lights were on and we could hear music all the way from the street. We rang the bell, and a few seconds later, Tony met us at the door. He was wearing a thin linen shirt, unbuttoned at the front and practically see-through. As my eyes dropped from his burly chest down to his fuzzy belly button, and then lower to a massive bulge in his tight shorts, my jaw dropped and Tony smirked as Joe slapped me across the belly saying "Dude, quit checking out my Coach!" I didn't know if either one thought it was funny or not. Tony ushered us inside saying "I want you to meet my parter, Charlie." Woah! I had no clue Tony was gay! His house was huge and we wandered through a few rooms and out onto a backyard deck before finding Charlie. He had a tray full of red cups, and he was passing out cocktails to the older team mates. Charlie was younger than Tony, but older than all of the guys on the team. He looked like he might have been Latin, or maybe Greek, with dark curly hair, dark eyes, and a great tan, a bit shorter than me, but in great shape, with a toned chest clearly visible under a tight t-shirt. He started to offer me and Joe a drink, and Tony stopped him, saying "I'm not sure these guys are of age...." Charlie smiled slyly saying, "Right. Wouldn't want to corrupt your students." With that, some of the guys close enough to hear started laughing. Charlie laughed too, and then went to go get us some fruit punch instead. I looked around and realized that there were no girls there. I figured that Tony would have invited his team members' girlfriends too, but I guess not. The teammates there seemed to know each other pretty well and didn't seem lonely without their girlfriends at all. As we continued to scope out the scene, I saw the massive pool in the backyard. It must have been at least a quarter of an Olympic-sized pool. With the sun starting to go down, the lights under the water turned on. Charlie put his hand on my shoulder as he handed me some punch and asked "Hey, you wanna go for a swim?" I replied "Sure, but I didn't bring a suit." “No problem,” said Charlie. You're wearing underwear right? That'll do.” “Well, I'm not. We, er, got distracted on the way over...” grinned Joe. Tony Put his big bear arm around Joe and smiled, saying "No worries, man. I'm sure I've got something you can borrow. My size might be a big big on you, but it'll do in a pinch. Come with me." “Okay. Dive in, guys, don't wait for us!” said Joe as Tony ushered him away. Charlie started "First one in's a rotten..." "EGG!" some of the guys standing around shouted. Charlie and the rest of the guys started peeling off their shirts and dropping their shorts. One or two of the swim team guys were nude, but I figured, what the hell. If they're not embarrassed why should I be? I stripped down to my white Calvins and dove in. We all splashed around, laughing and horse-playing as I met some of the guys who I had been ogling around campus and at the swim meet. There must have been ten guys there, along with Charlie. The way they were teasing each other made me think some of them might be gay or might even be boyfriends. I got confused when I saw Dan kissing Mike and then Mike kissing Andrew. If Dan and Mike were dating, why would he kiss Andrew? I couldn't help but spring a woody. My hard-on got even harder when I saw Mike kiss Charlie and Andrew kiss Dan. I thought 'Where's Joe? He's missing all of the fun' while all around me, guys were making out with each other and pulling each other's bathing suits or underwear down. Charlie sidled up to me and smiled as he put his hands on my chest, sliding down to my cock, pulling my briefs down and wrapping his hand around my dick. “Whoah, we should stop this,” I weakly protested. I desperately wanted to kiss Charlie, but didn't want to upset Joe. “What about Joe,” I asked. “What about Joe,” Charlie said. All the while, Charlie was milking my dick under the water. By this time, we had two or three guys surrounding us, rubbing their hands all over our bodies. Dan leaned in close, still jerking my dick, and whispered, “What do you think Tony is doing with Joe right now?” I looked around and didn't see either of them and thought 'Maybe I should go inside and check on Joe' but before I could try to pull away from the group, I was shooting a load into the pool. “Finished so soon?” Charlie asked. Andrew shouted, “I bet he's got another load or two!” With that, two boys hoisted me, nude and hard, onto the edge of the pool. Mike pushed my shoulders back until I was on my back. He then got up and aimed his massive dick into my mouth. I gagged immediately, but he just kept shoving it in. He took a break as I caught my breath. Next to me, Andrew was starting to fuck Dan. I couldn't help but notice that Andrew's dick was sliding into Dan's ass without a condom. I had never seen even in a video gay sex without a condom. Dan was moaning like it felt really good. Then, I saw Charlie standing in the water. He smiled at me and started to lift my legs as he stroked his dick. He leaned over me and kissed me hard. As he mashed his wet lips against mine, I felt his cock poking at my virgin hole. I was okay with him fucking me, but worried about protection. “What about a condom?” I asked. “Listen kid. I don't have anything you couldn't catch from any of the guys here. Don't worry about it...” I figured, whatever. If it was going to be my first time, I wanted to feel what it was really like. Charlie was gentler than I expected and took his time working his tool into me. He pumped away as I felt my back rubbing back and forth against the wet concrete beneath me. It never hurt and I swear I could feel his heart beating through my hole. Charlie picked up his pace as the guys around were cheering us on. He slammed into me a few more times and then held still. I didn't know it then, but he was cumming in my hole. He pulled out as the guys were cheering and clapping. I was grinning, happy to no longer be a virgin, but sort of sad that my first time hadn't been with Joe. I knew Joe and Tony must have been able to hear the commotion from inside even over the booming music. Andrew pulled out of Dan and asked me if I was ready for another round. I said, “Well, maybe later, but I want to check on Joe first and make sure he's okay.” Charlie slapped his softening cock against my legs and laughed. “I bet I know where to find them,” he snickered as he climbed out of the water and helped me up. I stumbled to my feet as Charlie took my hand. Mike handed me a towel. I dried off a bit, noticing then what must have been Charlie's cum dripping out of my hole and onto my thighs. The guys kept on playing together as Charlie led me inside. In the kitchen, he gave me a glass of water. I didn't hear anything in the house except for the bass of the music from outside. Charlie leaned in and kissed me. “Tony sure knows how to pick 'em” he said. “He didn't pick me. I'm not on the team,” I replied. “Joe's on the team.” “You'll both be on the team if tonight goes the way it should. And once you're on this team, you're on it for life.” Charlie mussed my hair and smacked my bare ass. “Let's go upstairs...” To be continued......

I found out I'm poz a week ago and it's still kinda new to me. I'm not in a cold panic, which is sort of weird to me, am wondering if I will have a delayed response... but it's been about 10 days now. I found out my CD4 yesterday (340), but the lab didn't run a VL. I found out after dragging myself in for routine testing... well, more honestly, I have been talking to a guy from OKC who I like and who seems to like me and for the first time in a long time have been hopeful about a relationship, so I really got tested because of him. I told him and he hasn't rejected me over it. He's the only person who knows other than my Primary Care Provider (PCP). I'm fairly new to this area, so my PCP is someone I found on the internet and just met. She's a physicians assistant and has been totally cool about this and will be referring me to a specialist. I'm pretty used to being alone, coping alone. I come from a religious background and was married (to a woman) most of my life, when I accepted myself as gay, I lost my family and friends because they were all a part of the religious culture, but the truth is I was alone when I had them. So having friends who know and accept me for who I am is new to me. I came out to lots of people about 10 years ago with mixed results, lots of rejection. I moved, started a new life and found acceptance. Lost my very lucrative livelihood during the economic downturn of 08, went to school and remade myself (got a BSN), but part of that process has involved moving a few times, so I have to keep starting over with making friends. I'm in a new place, but can finally settle down, just bought a house, so at least I can make some more permanent friends. HIV isn't something I will disclose to just anyone. I can't. I've just been to conditioned by rejection to just be wide open about it. No one at work even knows I am gay. Not because I'm closeted, but it just doesn't come up. Not sure what to do now. I'm a critical care nurse in a hospital. I'm looking at getting a specialist 40 miles away in another city because I don't want everyone at work to know I'm poz, I just do not want to face the rejection... even though I know most would likely be cool, there's always that element. Sorry for the ramble guys, but this place has been a refuge for me the last several years and a safe place for me to disclose myself. Your the second people to know. It's been comforting to read through some of the posts here. Reassuring. Even though I'm an educated health care professional and I know HIV is not the death sentence it once was, there's still the emotional and social side of it that I'm gonna have to deal with. Thanks for listening.

Do anyone know about piss in ass videos? This is one of my unfulfilled fantasies, a mature top pissing inside me, and I want to watch some videos of a top pissing inside a boy´s pussy

So.. last Friday I was working... around 1 in the afternoon I got a text from a rined who asked me what I was doing... of course I told him I was working and asked what was up. He told me he was with a fuckbud and he wanted to tagteam his friend with me.. I prefer to bottom but every now and then I need a greedy ass to fuck... But unfortunately I was working and just texted a bit with my friend, asked pics of his buddy, asked if they played safe or bb (my friend told me they were playing safe... I knew he was lying but I was gonna play his game). I told my friend I could join them after work, not thinking they would seriously consider it, since it would take me 5 hours before I would finish work, go home shower and go to his buddy.. They told me to come. So... the last 4 hours at work took forever.. I was completely distracted by my raging hardon and needed to get home asap. When I was finally off work, my friend texted me the address. Het told me he hadnt cum yet, so I should come quick and watch my friend cum. ABout my friend.. we hooked up before, we done threesomes before, but most of the time wioth me as a bottom. he is the older 9inch black guy who fucked me with another black dude in my post '7 loads, 4 guys'. So, I went to this dude;s place.. My friend opened the door and told me to undres immediately. I entered the living room and saw this hot black guy with long dreads (I love dreads) face down, ass up on a mattress. The sight was HOT. my friend was getting sucked and I sat behind the dreadlockdude. Started rimming his hol... my tongue entered.. and of course I tasted cum... my friend was grinning when he saw my face... I dove into this guys ass.. and started rimming deep. It was fucking hot... after a while, mr dreadlock turned around and sucked my dick. My friend started fucking him.. it was hot to see that black dick fucking that black ass.. I could cum right then and there but wnted some fun. So mister dreadlock started to turn around every few minutes, so my friend and I were tagteaming him like crazy.. Still one of the hottest things to do as a top.. fuck a cumfilled bottom with a friend.. After tagteaming for half an hour (and me getting hornier and hornier) the bottom wanted to get a drink.. He left for the kitchen and I started sucking my friend.. Love to tasste all the assjuices and cum on his dick... THe bottom took to long to vcome back... I was horny.... so I sat on my friends dick... it was soo hot.. it slipped right in.. After a few minutes, the bottom came back and started watching... I needed to cum... so I jumped of my friend's dick, and fucked the bottom again... Even though I needed to bust my load, I still wanted to see my friend fuck mr dreadlock... While my friend was fucking... i crawled underneath them.. I was licking my friends dick while he was fucking.. I love doing that... So did my friend so after a few minutes of licking... het started screaming and came deep in dreadl;ock's ass... as soon as he took his dick out of the ass I took it in my mouth and got the last bits of cum.. that did it.... while still sucking I fucked mr dreadlocks and cam deep in his cumfilled ass... I really needed it... best part was that mr dreadlock looked so happy when I came in his ass... I didnt care if he came or not.... I was there for my pleasure... nnot for his We are gonna do this again real soon.. Mister dreadlocks only lives 5 minutes away by car... Will keep you posted!

Current recommendations are this: If you're on PrEP and want to stop (say during a period when you're not expecting to have sex), you should continue taking your PrEP pills for 28 days after your last high-risk (condomless) sexual encounter. This is the same length of dosing as what's recommended for effective post-exposure prophylaxis (PEP) which is taking HIV medications to prevent infection after an exposure event. See this January 2015 article: http://betablog.org/prep-open-house-know-youre-interested-prep/

Interesting introduction to the magic of queer sex. No doubt, many men find that once they let their trained in reservations go away, that man on man sex is a wonderful thing. Some, like you see that going queer is the right thing for them. Others simply enjoy both ways. I started out gay and have remained true to the cock, so I never had an option of an experience like this. It is always fun to read how others move to the world of barebacking and/or chasing....or even simply have that one moment (or cock) that opens up their mind to realize that they LIKE gay sex and understand that being gay/queer is really a key part of who they are. Glad you found the joy of dick.....and that you shared the story.

I had this happen to me but in reverse... I went to a house to look at a washer, and ended up getting tag teamed by the owners, I was forced into it by the one guy at first, handcuffed to a pipe in the basement, then fucked by him, and his partner came home and they fucked me for hours. I got fired for missing other appointments, but I still go there for fucks. They are on meds so, their seed hasn't taken yet.

A hot twink that I have had sex with in the past just left. Big 9" uncut cock on him. Left a huge load in me. Off to look for some more

Got to get back to this soon, just way off on how I want it to go.

Previously… Shuddering with E-soaked pleasure, I groaned, “fuck me till you cum, you beautiful fucker. Drain that dick in me. Mark me as yours”. Tomasz grinned his lopsided grin and ran his hand down my back to cradle my chin. He pursed his mouth a few times to work up some spit. I opened my mouth expectantly. Spitting straight into the back of my mouth, he answered “You’re mine”. Right so… As Tomasz started to work up his rhythm, I turned back to sucking Richard and watching Grant blow JP. The increasing thrusts messed up our game of copy-cat, but we didn’t mind. Being spit-roasted on E is something I think everyone should do once in their life, so when you’re much much older and it’s harder to get fucked, you’ll always have this beautiful memory. I’m lucky I can remember so much – unlike with drunken sex, I remember far more with pilled-up sex. I slowly scooted my knees closer to Grant and lowered my hand to find his straining cock – almost bursting out of his jockstrap. The kid, mouth full of JP’s cock, batted my hand away, I understood - any manual stimulation would have sent him over the edge. I ran my hand up and down Grant’s chest, it was a real education for me. Grant’s skin still hung loosely on him, even after a huge amount was removed, and it all had this stretched used-up quality to it. I remember thinking that he was lucky he was only twenty, so he had a chance to regain his elasticity. As I stroked his underside, he was squirming above my hand, eager for me to move on. I moved off of Richard’s dick and moved over to JP’s. Lapping at the mushroom cock with Grant, I manoeuvred my face in to kiss Grant fully on the lips. He pulled back from my kiss, but I pushed in further, trapping him in front of JP. Grabbing the back of his head I dove in, mashing my lips against his. He wriggled to try and get away from me but I persevered, shoving my tongue in, battling with his tongue, subduing him into my kiss. It struck me as odd, that the kid was wide open to being roughly fucked but yet I had to force a sensual kiss onto him. With every thrust from Tomasz I shoved my tongue back into his mouth, tasting him. The kid tasted of E and beer – a bit of Dutch courage before meeting us I guess. When I eventually broke off I looked him straight in the eye and said “you’ll kiss me when I want to Grant” and he shook his head with a smirk – when the kid smiled he shone – he had a proper model’s face. I shoved his head back to JP’s cock and pushed him down on it, choking him on the cock. When he started to retch I pulled him back off, “kiss me”, I ordered. The kid turned up to me, face wet with spit, eye’s glinting and shook his head again. Gripping his hair I shoved him back down on JP, watching his gag reflex kick in as JP hit the back of his throat. His gag reflex kicked in a second and then a third time. Holding him in position I said, “let see how long you can hold your breath gimp” and held him there a couple more seconds. Pulling the kid back again, this time gasping, I leaned in to kiss him. This time there was no resistance, he met my kiss and started hungrily kissing me back. The twisted little fucker was making me work! As Tomasz and Kieran continued fucking us, I continued to snog the face off of Grant. Richard shifted position to lay on his back and looked up at us, eager to join in a three-way snog. He was also grunting like us and when I looked back I saw JP had moved behind to fuck him across the top of the bed. As Richard got fucked into position under us, Grant and I took turns to snog him. I reached over a finger to his lubey back-entrance and slipped a fingertip in with JP’s cock. Richard groaned with this extra invasion. I pulled back my finger to trace down the base of JP’s cock and taint, and up to his hole. JP’s hole felt a little lubed and I remember being surprised and wondering who had fucked him, when I felt Tomasz’s cock stiffen in me. I quickly pulled myself off of him. Turning around to his bewildered face, I pointed at Grant’s hole and said “give the gimp your load, we need to fill him up”. I’d changed my mind about taking Tomasz’s seed. TO be honest I was still a little rattled by Andrew’s earlier talk and Grant obviously craved loads a lot more than me. Tomasz smiled at the idea of milking himself in Grant and tagged Kieran out. I brought the Cumbrian lad to stand in front of me while I cleaned his lube and ass-flavoured tool. Looking up at his sweat-shining body all I could think of was this interactive book of greek gods I had gotten from a relative as a kid, and how much Kieran looked like the illustration of Dionysus the god of wine from one of the pages. Oh, and as I later found out the god of orgies, although in this kid’s book it pretty much skipped over that point. When I was 13 or so I learned to jerk off to the pictures of the half naked gods in it (though we were just about to be the first family in the area to get internet and then that changed everything!) All this stuff was rushing through my head as I gazed up along Kieran’s fantastic body – I remembered the familiar thrill of looking at the book late at night and pleasuring myself. I guess that’s one thing I love about drug-fuelled sex, it can really make you strip away all the layers of bullshit you’ve built up over the years around how you get off, and can make you remember what it was like to be a horny 13 year old again, and that first tingle of sexual desire in seeing a half naked man on an underwear packet or in a book. Pulling my mouth off Kieran’s cock, I took a breath and told him “flex your muscles there ya sexy fucker!” Kieran smiled and started curling his biceps and looking to me for approval – I jacked myself and moaned to show my appreciation. Tapping into my 13-year old’s psyche I was getting off on this – my own private lap-dance and the dancer was fuckin ripped! With my free hand, I traced a grid pattern in the shallows between his pecs and abs and finished it running down his cum-gutter line to his hard bobbing cock. He had only a small square patch of pubes in front and I ran my fingers over this to grasp him fully by the cock. Jacking our cocks together I looked up to see Kieran bending down to draw me into a kiss. Kieran wasn’t a great kisser cause he was used to kissing girls I guess, so he was way too gentle for my tastes. As I lay back onto the bed, pulling him on top of me I hoped the same wouldn’t be true for his ability to fuck. I think I had gotten fucked by him on the K, I’m not sure, but this was my first lucid experience taking him that night. He pulled back to relube his cock while I positioned it at my hole. Then ducking down grinning to kiss me again, his sweat-soaked floppy dark hair poking me in the eye, he slid into me all in one thrust. Catching my breath I cursed him, this position and angle was not working for me at all and as open as I get – I rarely can take anyone all in one thrust. He laughed, saying “c’mon Stuart, take it like Grant over there!” I gave him a dark look and turned over to see that Tomasz was back up at that critical stage with Grant – slamming his rigid cock into him. “G’wan Tommy-boy, breed that fucking cum-dump slut!” I egged him on, all the while figuring out my own position with Kieran. The dancer was no slouch and tried a few athletic positions out on me, till we settled into what I call the X-position – where you’re facing eachother, legs out in front – crossing eachother and making the “X”. In this position the bottom has been sitting on top of the top’s cock but is now pulled back to a more level position to the top’s cock – the top thrusts more forward than up. It’s a great position when you’re looking for a slow comfortable fuck, and Kieran and I were at eye-level to eachother again (this time with me taking control of the kissing). The view is also part of the reason I love it and we spent quite a bit of time just looking down as he rocked his cock in and out of me. Hearing Tomasz’s quick indrawn breath I turned to see him freeze completely rigid as he deposited his load into the gimp’s hole. The lad was lost in climax for up to 20 seconds – only his jaw flexed till eventually he opened his eyes. At that moment JP and I cheered on cue, “well done ya mad bastard Tomasz!” JP added. Kieran went to fistbump Tomasz, but the Polish lad was way too out of it to notice. As Tomasz pulled out of the kid, I pulled his head over to mine and snogged him slowly. He grinned at me and I knew without saying anything that all was forgiven for me switching partners earlier. Tomasz rose up a little unsteadily off the bed and said “I’m gonna go find Kyle I think”. I asked him, “If Mac is up and active tell him he should take over where you finished” and looked down at Grant’s sloppy ass and back up at him. He gave me an exhausted smile and nodded. I shifted my attentions back to Kieran who had been watching the scene. We had a great rhythm going and I was bucking myself up and down on his meaty cock, while Kieran reached over to explore Grant’s cummy hole. The rhythm slowed down a bit and became more work for me. I looked back up to Kieran – he was fixated, staring at his fingers sliding in and out of Grant’s hungry ass. He turned back to me and gave me puppy eyes… “Ah go on” I said, shaking my head in amusement and Kieran excitedly pulled out of me and moved along the bed to plunge himself back into Grant. Grant hadn’t been expecting anyone so soon and gasped as Kieran used Tomasz’s cum to lube his cock, thrusting all the way in. Pulling back out again to show me his cum covered cock, I whispered “nice!” and got myself off the bed, wondering who to fuck next.

That is so fucking hot. I still want to stay clean and sober but that kind of encounter could totally live up to all my pervy desires.

Straight from the cock into my mouth or arse, love the taste and the feeling in my arse

This is a true story that happened about 6 years ago. My flight was 3 hours late. By the time I finally reached the hotel where I'd be spending the night, it was already past midnight. I was tired and stressed from the long day of travel. I got to my room, took a quick shower, hoping it would relax me a bit. Then I decided to head down to the hotel bar for a couple of drinks before bed. When I walked into the bar it looked nearly deserted. There were a couple of guys sitting at the bar. And one male/female couple at a table. I stepped up to the bar and took a seat between the 2 men already sitting at the bar. Leaving a seat open on either side of me between the 2 men. Just as I sat down the man on my left took one long swig of his drink. Finishing it. He pushed it away and told the bartender "good night'. The bartender walked up to me and asked what I wanted to drink? I told him scotch. He said, "You may want to make it a double. It's slow tonight. I'm getting ready to close". I said a double would be fine. The man sitting to my right said, "Hey, bud. Why don't you give me a double too, since you're closing." The bartender filled 2 glasses with ice and poured a generous amount of scotch in both glasses and placing them in front of us. "I just got here myself. Jim here", said he guy on my right as he turned and extended his hand to me. "Dave here. My flight was late. Wasn't sure we'd ever get here today", I said. Jim chuckled and said, "I'm a pilot. So, I understand your frustrations. Trust me. We don't like the delays any more than you do. Glad you made it." Jim and I chatted a bit as we sipped our drinks. The m/f couple finished their drinks and left. Leaving only Jim and I in the bar. We were nearly done with our drinks when the bartender said, "Gonna' have to ask you guys to finish up. I'm ready to close'. I asked the bartender if I could take the rest of my drink to the room? He said, sure. Jim leaned over and said, "If you want another drink, I've got some scotch in my room. You're welcome to come up and join me for one more drink if you wish." "Cool. Thanks!", I said. We paid for our drinks and I left the bar with Jim. As we took the elevator to Jim's floor I was filled with excitement as to what might happen. I'd gotten absolutely NO inclination that Jim might be gay or bi from our conversation. But it seemed odd for a str8 stranger to invite another stranger to his room to drink. Jim was an attractive guy in his late 40's. Obviously in very good shape. Tall and slender, but with a very athletic build. I was wondering if this was just going to be a friendly drink? Or may it lead to where I'd love to see it lead? We got to Jim's room. He unlocked the door, stepped inside and held the door for me as I stepped in. "Make yourself comfortable", Jim said, as he kicked off his shoes and walked to the already filled ice bucket and bottle of scotch that he had sitting on the top of his dresser. He filled his glass with scotch and told me to hand him my glass. He filled mine with ice, then filled both our glasses with again, a very generous amount of scotch. We "clinked" glasses and he motioned for me to take a seat on the only chair in the room. He sat across from me on the edge of the bed. There was kind of an awkward silence as we both kind struggled to find a topic to keep the conversation going. We made small talk for a few moment, then I had an urgent need to pee. "Mind if I use your bathroom." I asked? "Sure", he said. I put my drink down and went into the bathroom. I took care of business and washed my hands. By the time I got back to the room, I found Jim laying on the bed with his legs up. His back propped up against the headboard. He had the remote in hand and was flipping through the TV channels. What was odd, however, was that Jim had stripped down to just his briefs and tee shirt. "Hope you don't mind? But, I truly hate clothes when I'm relaxing. Hope it's not uncomfortable for you, bud? But, were guys". he said with a wink and a soft chuckle. "Not at all", I said. As I was walking back to my chair, Jim said. "Feel free to make yourself comfortable, too. If you wish". I sat down and took a large swig of scotch. Was this leading to where I would like it to lead? I unbuttoned my shirt, exposing my chest and kicked off my shoes. Jim continued to flip through channels. Finally, he was flipping through the "pay per view" channels. He got to the adult channels and found one that he paused on. He chose to preview it. The preview lasted about 2 minutes. Showing a busty blonde sucking off 2 muscled studs with big dicks. "Damn! She looks like a talented cocksucker. Doesn't she?" he chuckled. "Yeah", I said. "Takes a lot of experience to be able to swallow such a large dick", I said. "What do you consider big", Jim asked? With that, he reached into his shorts and pulled out a very nice looking 7" cut dick. He was partially hard. "It grows even larger", he laughed. My eyes were glued to his cock. "Yeah, I'd call that a big one", I said. "It would take some talent to swallow that one whole", I added. "Have you got any talent with that", Jim asked? I took another swig of scotch, then stood and walked over to the bed. I reached for Jim's cock and wrapped my hand around it. "Yeah, I've had some experience. Been told I'm rather talented", I said as I leaned over and wrapped my lips around his now hard cock. I sucked a few times then climbed up onto the bed, between his legs and took his cock back into my mouth. As I was sucking Jim's cock, he was removing his tee shirt. I rose up off his cock to remove my shirt, pants and underwear. Then I took hold of Jim's briefs, pulling them over his hard-on and pulling them off his legs. We were both now naked. Jim layed down flat on the mattress. I resumed sucking his cock. His cock was fully hard, now. It had grown another inch longer and has swelled to an impressive thickness. I sucked on his cock. I then moved down to his balls. He was moaning as I worshipped his balls. Then I lifted his legs and flicked my tongue across his puckered asshole. Now, I had him groaning. I continued to lick, suck and worship his cock, balls and asshole for about 5 minutes, then I worked my way up to his nipples. Giving him some serious nipple worship. Then I straddled him. Placing his rock hard cock against my ass crack. I pinched and tweaked his nipples as squirmed on his cock with my ass cheeks. He seemed to like the feel of my ass against his cock. I spit on my fingers and reached back, lubing up my ass with my own spit. I repeated that a couple of times, till my ass was nice and slick. Then I continued to spit on my fingers and lubed up his cock. Then I positioned Jim's cock to my asshole and slid down onto it. It took some doing, but his cockhead finally slipped past my sphincter and up into me. I rode his cock like this for 5 or 6 minutes. Then he pushed me off him. "Get on your knees", he demanded. I kneeled with my ass up, as Jim moved behind me. He then pushed back up inside me in one quick thrust. Grabbing me around the waist, he then began to really pound my ass, hard and deep. He gave my ass about 5 more minutes of hard slamming, before he rammed deep into me and growled as he filled my ass with his hot load. Finally, he collapsed on top of me, breathing hard as he tried to catch his breath. Finally, he pulled out of me and rolled onto his back. His chest, still heaving for breath. Then he hopped up, stepping into the bathroom. From inside the bathroom, he said, "Do you want to wash up"? "No. I'm good, thanks". I climbed up off the bed. I wanted to keep his load inside me for awhile. I quickly dressed and headed for the door. Just then, he stepped out of the bathroom. "Thanks", he said as he extended his hand for a handshake. "My pleasure", I said as I shook his hand. I was chuckling to myself as I shook his hand. It seemed funny to have just had such an intimate moment. His cock had been buried in my ass. And I was leaving his room with his cum inside me. But, being the typical "str8 guy", I didn't even get a hug. Just a manly handshake. LOL I left his room and headed for mine. As I drifted off to sleep, my mind replayed our hot fuck session. The next morning, I wrote a note. Telling him that I traveled here often for my job. And I listed some of the other cities I visit on a regular basis. I gave him my cell number and email address. I told him to let me know if he was flying to be in any of those cities. I'd love to hook up again. A few hours later, I got an email from him. He again thanked me for the fuck. He stated that he's str8. But he liked our fuck. He said he'd only been sucked off by some of the male flight attendants before that. But he'd be open to meeting again if our paths crossed. Luckily, in the passing years, our paths have crossed a few times. And I've always enjoyed having him fuck me. Hope it will happen again, real soon.

Strengthen your sphincter muscle by practicing kegels, clenching and unclenching in rhythm several times a day. You'll be able to control anal leakage plus your pussy will be tighter for all those big cocks!

I can take or leave oral. As long as I get to fuck & breed a hot hungry hole, that's what I like best!

I was so horny this lunch time and was working in city centre manchester so had a long lunch in Basement. It was not very busy but spotted fit lad in his mid 20s. short but with a nice looking body followed him a bit but lost him. I went into the dark room to check it out. I could see the outline of a much taller guy. I wandered over feeling his body it was great solid muscle. I felt down to a very meaty cock easily over 10inch. I dropped to knees and slobbered allover and tried to deep throat him i did ok but no way of getting it all. He stopped me and said he was going to cum and didn't want to cum yet. As he left a shorter guy entered. It was the young lad. He walked over and dropped to his knees and sucked me he was an average cock sucker but i wanted to blow in his arse. Feeling his body i worked to his hole. Hairless and very tight i needed to breed him. I stood him up turned him to the wall he grabbed some lube and passed me a condom. I opened the lube and lubed his nice tight arse i opened the condom fumbled about a bit and just dropped in on the floor. I pushed in raw and he moaned and whimpered a bit i started slow and built he. He was so tight i was not going to last long. He soon got into it and was pushing back every thrust. He was turning in a real cock hungry guy. A few second later he stopped and pulled away. I asked whats wrong he had felt my cock slipping in and out and he noticed i was not wearing a condom. I said don't worry ill not cum in you and anyway you don't need to worry. He said ok but don't cum. I fucked him a bit longer then without warning him shot deep in his arse. He asked if i had cum i just said sorry. He looked a bit annoyed but who cares. As i was leaving he was getting dressed into his costa uniform. So if you have seen a short cute lad with brown hair working in a costa coffee in manchester today. He probably had my toxic load in his arse.

Interesting that over half of the votes indicated under 18. Likewise, i was just 14 when I took my first cock in the ass. It was a 30ish guy who was a customer on my paper route. He had offered me access to his porn (old times newsprint low quality) in both gay and straight varieties. Hardly even understanding what it meant to be gay/queer, i took more of the gay stuff than the straight stuff. No doubt, I was falling in love with cock before I had even touch one other than my own. He noticed and after a few weeks, he go bold enough to ask me to suck him. I did, and he repaid the favor and we started sucking each other a lot. It was only a few weeks later that he said he wanted me to feel what it was like to have a man fuck me. Without hesitation, I was soon enjoying the very first cock and knew that giving up my virgin ass was what I wanted. Once I felt that cock jammed into my virgin hole, I knew that I would always want more. And I have.

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.

Met a couple on Monday, one bttm one top. After fooling around for a while the top guy starts to fuck me then decides to put a condom on. Maybe because the bf was there. After he was fucking me for a while i turned back and whispered 'take it off and load me up'. The boyfriend was oblivious to this so he slipped the condom off, planted his cock back in and shot his cum right in my guts. Walked home a happy man after that. Loads you have to work for can sometimes feel better.

i'm a bottom receptacle for a topmans' dick and cum. I get pleasure seeing and feeling him pleasing himself, Besides his load/s in my hole or mouth I want him to linger inside my hole after cumming make me know my purpose was to take it from him. If he honors me with napping inside my hole it is the ultimate. It's hot being with a top talking and drinking casually, then he simply undoes his belt, unzips and pulls his dick out with no foreplay, and guides your head down to get him wet and started, then just takes your ass when he's ready to use that. "I'm a total top and I just want to use you to get my dick off" is always nice to hear. I once visited a regular top who had a friend of his over when I got there. The three of us are talking, then my friend said, "I'm getting a little more comfortable", and unzipped his jeans and pulled my head down on him. The two of them just kept talking. His buddy asked a few times how good I was and my friend assured him of my talents. "You just call and he comes over and takes dick?" the buddy asked. "Yea, if he's free and not working he's here pretty quickly and does the job". My friend finally positioned me to bend over the chair, our jeans at our knees and he fucked my lubed hole til he gave me his spunk. "You should get yourself a bottomhole like this for yourself" he said to his buddy--who looked a little surprised at how casual our exchange was, as I walked out holding a big wad of cum inside me.

Book II Matt: Awesome start to the week, had my boys with me, surprised Sam with his best friend then his dad, hot night at CumUnion at the Steamworks in Chicago, lots of sex with John and the boys, they even seduced the room service waiters and we fucked them as well. As I was returning to the hotel from the airport after dropping John off my phone buzzed, then buzzed again. I turned the car over to the valets at the hotel and pulled out my phone, I had two message, the first was from Sean saying the deal on the house went through and sent me a file with the paperwork to sign, I could print them off and sign and fax them back to Sean at my earliest convenience, Sean knew I would go use the business center in the hotel to do it as quickly as possible and soon he was receiving my fax. I stopped in on my way up to the room, knowing the boys would still be at the gym upon my return, the second message was from my doctor friend at the clinic, it could be considered bad news or good depending on how one viewed it. Carl, my doctor friend messaged that the RNA results of Stevens test came back and he had contracted a Med resistant strain and for him to stop taking his cocktail as it would not help and might make things worse. It was a strain that was slow reacting so symptoms generally didn’t appear for several years, but didn’t respond to treatments well. I texted Carl back confirming receipt of the message and included a wink emoji on the side, Carl knew I was chasing and was a chaser himself so I knew he’d want to be fucked by Steven when we returned. I went up to the room when I got back and changed into gym wear and headed down to the fitness center to get in a good workout, hoping to catch my boys being bad. I arrived and checked in just as my personal trainer was arriving. He asked me to join him in the locker room and I did. I sat on the bench in front of his locker as he changed into his workout clothes chit chatting small talk then when he knew nobody was within earshot “I saw you and your entourage at the baths on Friday, I noticed you letting your boyfriend and your boys play with Jeff and Leo, the Ginger daddy and his blonde boy, just wanted to warn you that they have a high viral load of a very toxic HIV strain, I know because they knocked me up with it” “So you’re POZ? Will have to have you work me over when were finished, my boys are on PReP so they should be okay” “You’re a naughty daddy, let’s work out” With that he led me back to the gym and put me through my paces, working me like a drill sergeant. We ran across the boys a couple of time before heading back to the locker room and striping down, wearing just towels we handed our gym clothes to the attendant and went to sit in the steam room. Mike, my trainer sat on the lower level while in I sat just to his left on the top-level, he reached up under my towel and began playing with my stiffening cock, he leaned in and took it in his mouth “What if we get caught?” “Highly unlikely and Bill, the locker room guy will let us know if anyone who might object is coming” About that time Darren and Sam and their trainers entered the room, Mike went back to sucking my cock as Darren came over and began giving Mike a Lap dance working his ass over his large stiff tool and then sinking down on it to the root. Sam came over and offered me his cock which I greedily sucked into my mouth, while his trainer entered him from the rear, Darren’s trainer got behind him and began rubbing his cock on Darren’s already stuffed hole, then with a quick push slid in next to Mike, double penetrating the boy. Mike stopped sucking me as Sam lifted my legs up and slid into my puffy well used hole with just steam, spit and his Precum as lube. We were just getting into a rhythm when the steam room kicked on and the door open with Jeremy and Steve and their trainers coming in “Is this a private party or can anyone join in?” We all sort of moaned an acceptance as a couple more guys came in behind them, didn’t know who they were but they were cool with having sex in the steam room. Jeremy and Steve started making out and getting head from their trainers as a couple of the other guys began caressing their bodies, rubbing and tweaking the nipples then sliding their cocks into my boys’ rear entrances. The sex went on for a good 20 minutes when the lights began to flash and everyone just kicked back and wrapped their towels around themselves, the door swung open and a skinny business man entered looking very uptight and I thought we’d have to endure a sermon on the evils of the flesh. We all sat quietly then one of the trainers jumped slightly at the touch of the man reaching up and grabbing his engorged phallus, the man began stroking the trainer the leaned over and began licking the precum off the tip, soon we started all back in and the business man ended up riding Mikes toxic cock and taking his seed. The boys and I exited the steam room with a couple of the trainers and hit the Jacuzzi for a bit before donning Spa robes and heading back to the room. We ordered Room service and I had the boys pack up for an early morning departure. I pulled Steven aside and took him into the bedroom “Steve, I got some news today from the clinic, you need to stop taking your ARV meds until we get back, turns out you have a med resistant strain and they need to do more test to get you on a medicine that will work to control your virus” Steven looked at me and was almost in tears, trembling “I knew that asshole had something he was hiding, those weren’t just POZ cocks he was getting me fucked with they were deathsticks, and the owners goals were to knock up innocent guys like me and sign their death warrants.” I cuddled Steven and calmed him down, the other three had already retired to their bedroom and I could hear them fooling around, I kissed Steven and removed his clothes, caressing his pectorals and rubbing his cum filled balls, we were soon on the bed with his cock drooling on my pucker, I moved my hips back taking his mushroom head into my ass, he took the cue and sank the rest of his shaft into my deep recesses, we fucked gently for about ten minutes me riding his cock then he began slamming into me faster and faster before pushing in and freezing pumping his toxic load into my love canal. He rolled over with his cock still buried in my hole and we fell asleep. We got up the next morning, showered, got the guys up and ready and were out to the car by 7. I drove to the airport, turned in the car and proceeded to the gate, the boys thinking they were headed home, much to their surprise was the next leg or our adventure, Fort Lauderdale.

Cod: Two days go by and I’m sleeping next to my Dad in his bed every night; it was that way before college, too. We’ve had sex each night so far, too, and occasionally during the day. To this point though, it’s been just me cumming inside my Dad; he hasn’t fucked me – its making me crazy. At this point, poz or not, I’m beginning to miss Todd, and his big loads of cum inside my ass. I shot twice yesterday and honestly, I can’t believe how big the loads were; I’m so horny for my Dad but I need and want his cum in my ass. Waking up I can feel a warm, wet mouth sucking on my cock, I’m so hard right now. “Ohhhh… yeah, Ohhh yeah… feels good.. Ohhhh… Dad, fuck, Dad”, he didn’t break rhythm as my hands found his head encouraging him even if I was only half awake. I remember sucking Todd off like this so many times in our dorm and now I know why he loved it so much -- what a great way to be woken up. Dad: My boy woke up, but I kept sucking his cock, I was determined to get that load, “Ohhhhh Dad… “, he kept moaning, his hands on my head, I kept getting him really close, then I’d ease up, then get him close again. My son’s body worked like my own and if edged a huge load of semen would eventually be squirting out. I’m so hungry for his load. “Dad… dad… dad.. suck me… mmmmm”, he kept moaning, he was really close. “ohh fuck Dad, I’m close… I’m close… “, I ease up again “ahhhhhhh… dammit”, I held his cock in my hand and licks his nuts they’re sweaty and I can’t seem to get enough of them (or what’s in them for that matter). I knew my boy was suffering now though, I was really teasing him, and he needed to shoot. “Yeah… boy, you wanna nut? Is that what you want? Feed your Daddies hungry mouth with cum?”, I didn’t wait for an answer I just sucked his cock back into my mouth and worked my tongue in the slit before taking it into my throat, then back up slow. “Fuck!... Fuckk!....” and like that he started to cum, “EAT MY CUM DAD! FUCK!”, he blurted out, my mouth overflowing with my son’s semen, it’s so hot. I love that he can produce so much and I love swallowing it almost as much as taking it up my hole. At this point, I hadn’t cum in 3 days, I’m saving my load for something special but I nearly shot right there just from his orgasm. Once he comes down a bit I ease up on him but keep the head in my mouth, I really want more from this morning if he’ll give it to me. Cod: I can’t believe how hard I came, and he swallowed all of it, except for a bit that leaked out of his mouth. “Dad? Dad? Let me up.. Sensitive.. let me up… Dad.”, he just kept it right there in his mouth, glaring up at me. “Dad, you gotta let me up”, he didn’t move, “Dad, I really need to go piss, get up.”, he just looked up at me. “Dad, I gotta piss, no joke.”, he removed my cock long enough to say, “Go ahead boy, I wanna try this”, as if he’d never tried watersports, maybe he hadn’t, we hadn’t really discussed it, and other than that little bit of fun in the shower I didn’t really know. "Uhmmm… ok Dad,...really... you sure?", “Yeah boy, now piss for your Dad”, my cock was still throbbing a bit. Not needing to be told twice by own Father, “Fine. Put your son’s cock back in your toilet mouth and get ready to drink. I'll try to go slowly...at first." He licked his way around the head of my cock again gathering up the leaking juice, then swallowed the full head in my mouth. I placed one of my hands back on his head. "Just wait Dad...I think I can piss with a hardon, but sometimes it takes me a bit. Wait...wait...ahhh, yeah…that’s it, here comes some for you now." Dad: I feel a warm stream flowing over my tongue and quickly gulp it down, moaning from deep in my chest. He let go of some more and I swallow that just as fast. "Uhhh… Ohhhhh, that's it Dad...drink down my morning piss. I’d never gotten into piss before Dad, I’m a little turned off and turned on all the same time, but looking down at you drinking is getting me really worked up. Ohh fuck.. here’s some more Dad, a little more than last time, I hope you can handle all of this." He let the flow come out a little stronger this time but having done this a few times with Sam, and other guys, I had no trouble keeping up. Early morning piss always seemed stronger and my boy’s was no exception, it didn't matter to me though, I was really turned on and reached down to grab on to my own hard cock and started to stroke myself a bit. “Ok Dad… more, you want it, here's some more for you.” At this point I think he’s fully awake because he really let loose, I don't think he was holding back at all. It briefly crossed my mind the bed could get very wet if I’m not careful. I was trying my best to keep up with him and truthfully each swallow was getting more difficult so soon after the last one, I was getting worried that I'd be washing sheets before the morning was done. Just as I was about to reach up and grab hold of him as a way of warning him that I couldn't take any more I feel the flow of his piss slow down, then he clenches his muscles the way you do when you want to get the last of the piss out and he gave out a huge sigh. I started to bob my head up and down his cock then, determined to get that last bit of his piss to shoot out into my mouth. "Damn boy...that was so hot!", “yeah Dad, wow, never done that before.”.. we both laid there for a second to chill, but I knew this couldn’t last, I was craving Sam’s poz cum in my ass, it was time for a run.

CHAPTER 3 Cod: “Ohhhh… Dad”, he was slow stroking my cock with his left hand, it felt really great. Then he leaned down to kiss me and looked at me with a little smirk… his right hand found my nipple, “owww… ohhh… fuck… Dad, ohhhh.. “, he knew what he was doing. I can feel him rubbing the head of my cock in his ass crack, it feels great. My precum is flowing heavy and I can tell Dad is wiping it in his ass crack and all over his hole; what is he up to? “It’s been so long baby, so long since we’ve had our private time together. Your Dad is craving cum.”, Craving cum? I thought. When did this happen?. All the times Dad and I had private time, all the times he sucked my cock, and I sucked him off, and all the times my Dad had fucked me before I left for college I was always the bottom and I always took his cum, usually in my ass. Once in a while he’d swallow my cum, and I made a lot of it, but I never once fucked him or even thought of him as a bottom; he was my Dad and he was my top. My eyes must have given away my thoughts, “So my little boy needs to blow his load?”, he blurted out. He pinched my nipple a bit harder, I was being hyper-stimulated, then I felt him push back against my penis and the head of my cock slid into him. “FUCK! DAD!”, I was huffing, “Relax baby boy, Daddy’s cum hole is going to get you off.” I only topped a few times in college, most of that was during the time Todd stopped fucking me, I was a little hurt and needed to nut and I found I liked topping guys who were younger and smaller than me. This was different, I loved sex with my Father, it wasn’t just about getting off but right now with his hole sucking my bare cock all the way in, the only thing I wanted was to bang him hard and dump my load deep. “Fuck, Dad, your hole… uhhhh.. your hole, it – it… uhhhh… fuck, it feels so great.”, “You like your old man’s hole, Cod? You gonna breed it? I want it Cod. I want IT.” Todd always talked to me like that when he was fucking me, it really turned me on when he said he wanted to give “IT” to me – I never really thought about why. “Dad? Oh fuck… Dad, you want your son’s cum? You want it inside?” We were getting into a good rhythm, him riding me, and my balls touching his ass, it never occurred to me that Dad bottomed or would be so damn good at it. Dad trained me how to show love sexually and told me to always take his cum, and here he was begging for my seed; I was really getting into it. Somewhere in the back of my mind I remembered that Todd was positive and fucked me regularly that last year of college or so, but all I can think about is how bad I want to squirt a big load of my sperm deep in my Dad’s ass; nothing else mattered right now. Dad: “Fuck me, Cod, fuck me.”, as many times as Sam had bred me it felt nothing like having my own son’s cock deep in my ass; I wanted his cum more than anything right now. “I want it boy, give IT to me.”, we both knew this will not be a one time thing, my boy needs to learn to give me his cum the same way I gave mine to him. I looked down at my boy, his eyes rolled back, he was in heaven. I’m riding his 7 inches with a nice constant stroke, I know he’s going to nut soon and when he does I want it all deep inside me. “Dad, ohhh fuck… Dad, …feels so good, how are you doing that?”, I was squeezing his cock with my ass muscles the same way Sam taught me to do once he went off meds, when Sam told me he wanted my hole to squeeze the poz cum out of his cock; I started doing it every time we fucked. “Dad! Dad! Fuck.. I’m going to … oh fuck, feels so… I’m going to cum.”, “Do it boy, I want it, give IT to me.”, “Uhhhhhh fuck… “, my boy raised slightly off the bed and I lowered myself as he started to unload, I think he wanted his cock buried as deep inside me as I wanted it to be. It was so intense taking my son’s cum in my ass, it wasn’t the same as when Sam fucked me, but it was incredibly hot. Cod: Dad leaned down, not letting my cock slip out, and we started making out. My cock never went soft, “Does Daddy need another load of his son’s cum?”, I said in a slightly childish/sarcastic tone, “My tight hole needs cum, Cod”, “That’s tight?”, now he grinned sarcastically and between kisses; we both laughed a bit. Bareback sex with my Father felt sinful and risky and it kept my 7” cock rock hard; I needed this so bad. That last year of Todd fucking me, telling me how he was breeding me was always intense but it felt nothing like being naked with my own Dad. I stopped for half a sec to think that I had never really tested for HIV and Todd was positive and fucked me very frequently after we reconnected. I was pondering all this and my cock started to go soft, my Dad squeezed down hard with his ass, looking at me, “What’s going on in that head of yours, Cod?”, that snapped me out of it. I knew Todd had fucked and bred me and fucked hiv-positive cum inside of me over and over, and now it was done, my Dad had my cum inside him …. If I was poz, I thought, I might have just given it to him. Knowing there was no going back and feeling his ass, my cock was instantly hard again, (I lied a bit) “I was thinking how hot it was to breed your ‘tight’ hole, Dad, and how you’re about to get a second load.”, “Good boy. This time, breed me on my back, I want you in control of where you unload, and I want it hard and deep – fuck me like you mean it, like you really want to give ‘IT’ to me.”, he said it again. Dad has lust in his voice when he tells me he wants my spunk, poz or not, he’s going to get it. He slipped off my cock onto his back and brought his legs up, “Yeah, boy get in there deep, really breed my ass this time. I want your cum.”, I moved and got myself lined in position, a quick glance in his eyes, and I forced it all the way in, “Ohhhhhh…. Yuppppp.. “, he groaned as I hit bottom, he could feel my sweaty nuts touching his ass and we both knew my cock was going to dump another big load inside him. Evening after just blowing a load my cock was so hard, the size caused him to moan deeply, as each inch of my stiff, fat, flesh-covered rod, pulled back then pushed deeper and deeper into his hole. "Ooh, yea! Cod, fuck me! Stuff that fat cock inside me!", he groaned as my hips began to gyrate against his body. I loved him talking dirty, with my bare cock inside him, he couldn’t talk filthy enough for me. He quickly realized, the more he talked, the harder I fucked him. Dad moaned heavily, as I laid into him, my bare cock fucking his ass as deep and hard as our bodies would allow. My cock isn’t huge but, it felt as though it almost pushed his ass to it's maximum ability, without causing real pain. Maybe I was just extra horny because it was my Dad, maybe it was the thoughts of Todd breeding me, or maybe it's because I really like fucking, or should I say 'make love'? I wanted to breed him, but I was in no rush, he was going to feel every inch of my cock. We had a real rhythm going, it was as though we didn't want to waste any of my cock or motion, I tried to pull my engorged tool almost completely out with each stroke, only leaving the head implanted in me. Then effortlessly slide back into him, until my nuts were tight up against his ass again. For now, I was in ecstasy, hot sex with my father inside his ass raw. I fucked him steadily for over 30 minutes, never really changing the rhythm, until the point of no return, “Dad… Dad… fuck, I’m gonna cum…. UHHHHHHHHHHHH!, and like that I was dropping another load of boy seed inside my old man. “That was so fucking hot boy, thank you”, he was out of breath, I was out of breath. I pulled out and laid down beside him while we both recovered.

Hooked up with a hot, hung 23 year old black guy I met off a4a (safe only ...). Thought he was another flake, but he parties so I understand his sporadic, random messaging. I finally had the house to myself since my roommates were all out for the Pope visit and stuff. He showed up with no shirt, basketball shorts, and in a jock. Sweaty like I asked for (I know, strange fetish). The moment the front door closed, I dropped to my knees and started deep throating his delicious thick 7 inch BBC. OMG he tasted so damn good. I only sucked for a few minutes ... He didn't want to bust so soon, so he pulled me off and we partied a bit. We went downstairs cuz I like hooking up on my roommate's gym equipment lol. I placed his head against the washing machine and proceeded to fuck his face. Damn he's good. Too good ... I busted a load in his mouth in under 5 minutes, then rammed my dick down his throat, closed off his nose, and said, "Be a good bitch, swallow." After that I had him get in doggie position on a workout bench, and I rimmed his sweaty ass for a good half hour before he begged to get fucked. Rimming a hot ass always makes me solid as steel ... I hate lube so I spat on his hole and slowly slid in before he could ask about the condom he brought. Damn he's tight! Oh, and no objections from him. Once balls deep though ... I started pounding his ass hard and rough. I flipped him on to his back ... fucked him good for about 10 minutes, got him begging for my load. I slammed in deep, started lightly choking him while making out ... man, felt like the biggest load ever, flooded his hole good. I continued fucking his ass for a few more minutes when he did something unexpected. He returned the favor. He threw me on the floor on my back, spat on my hole (naturally wet any way), and slid in in one slow thrust. "You wanna play rough? Me too" as he used a hand to firmly grip my throat, spat in my face, and fucked me rough. He lasted only 5 minutes before announcing I'm a slut and then pulling out to only keep the head of his dick in my ass ... and flooded me. Then he fucked his load in me. Hmm ... I'm light skinned so his hand left quite the mark ... no hiding it from colleagues lol. Next up we're going to do this at a park hehe.

Married breeder here as well. I do fuck a lot of other married guys and I do enjoy hearing stories of them doing things with their families with my loads still in their guts. I've fucked married guys in their marital beds as well as their kids beds. We both get off on it all its part of the thrill. I haven't worn a condom with any of them and I have a lot of them I do regular.

I really don't don't expect to go into graphic details about all my escapades nor am I looking for validation of my choices, but I am looking for a judgement free environment like I had with the doctor I just lost. I mean when the intake nurse told me I could expect a syphillis test anually as part of their routine care I said "ANNUALLY?" I said "I expect that every time I come in here". She said if you are using condoms annually is sufficient. I replied, "Exactly". That is not a judgement free conversation in my book. I think it should be assumed by people who work in HIV clinics that we don't use condoms. Get over that rhetoric and move on. Treatment as prevention is so much more enlightened. And much more realistic.

I vote for being honest with your doctor up to a point. If you've pozzed and he/she is any good, they know you are at high risk for other "nasties" and will check you for them anyway on a routine basis. They have seen it all. But if you choose to spare them the details - e.g. I was at a sex party and took a dozen loads - then at least tell them you occasionally "slip up" and/or do your own research to stay up to date as well. I think it's a bit much to ask a health care professional to validate your choice to be a slut. Sure they shouldn't be lecturing you, but maybe it's also unrealistic to expect them to make you feel great about being a slut and possibly spreading the "nasties" around. Imagine if they took the opposite stance and recommended that "repeat offenders" be quarantined or registered in a database somewhere. That wouldn't be cute at all.

I am 100% open with my doc. He is gay and we use to fuck around before I pozzed up. Since Prep has surfaced we're back at it. It's great having such a close relationship. Even if I wasn't fucking him, I'd still want to tell my doc everything, I didnt' go to medical school. I agree with Tiger. I tell the medical staff everything and I don't worry about their reaction. If they didn't want to hear this shit then they need to work someplace else. I once had to tell this sweet young nurse the reason I was there was that I took two BBC and they tore me up inside. She almost fainted when I described the fucking.

Cable part V After mooning around all morning and worrying about what I had done yesterday and playing with my own ass trying to calm the sensations that were still there, I jumped in the car and headed to the doctor's office. What the hell had I done anyway, what was wrong with me? Never even thought about a guy for sex and then let two of them fuck me bare and cum in me and then they were both poz. What would happen if I did catch it, what about my wife and family. I was torn to pieces with worry now, no matter that it had felt amazing and been about the best sex I had ever had. I could never meet a gay guy again, I knew, without remembering and now knowing what they went through and how it could feel. I was able to get right in to the doctor. When he came in was a problem though. How could I explain this to him. I somehow got it out and hoped he could understand some of my gibberish as I could hardly talk about it and must have almost sounded like a fool to him. To my surprise though he seemed a little amused but mostly concerned. He did a little checkup and some other tests and then wrote me up a prescription for the PEP. He said to start it immediately and don't miss any for the next 30 days and then check back and we will run some more tests and then again in about 3 months or so to make sure. I went home with my new prescription and took a dose and then had to find a good hiding place for the rest as I surely did not want my wife to find it. I now felt I had everything under control and could relax and go back to my regular straight life. For the rest of that week everything was back to normal except for an occasional tingle in my ass, which I had to sneak into the bathroom to rub and jackoff to a few times. The tingling and memory would not quite quit and go away entirely and only diminish when I played to a tolerable level that I thought I could control completely. Friday came around and my wife's work called saying the one who worked the overnight called in sick and wanted to know if she could do the overnight. Hey, time and a half, sure looks good on a pay check, so she agreed and since she worked 2nd shift it meant I had the entire evening and all night alone. I made plans to just go to a local bar and have a couple of drinks and then home to my lonely bed again as she would not get back until probably around 11 or 11:30 the next morning. I jumped in the shower and got cleaned up and ready to go have a drink. The warm water sure felt good and as I turned around to let it run down my back the warmth ran down the crack of my ass and again the tingling started. I thought, damn, not now, go away but my hand went between my legs and a finger rubbed my hole and soon entered into it. The feeling for some reason was really strong this time and soon I had three or my fingers in me and twisting them about as deep as I could go and my cock was hard as a steel bar again and my other hand was stroking it hard and fast. Too soon it was over as I shot a huge load all over the shower floor. I rested for a minute and then removed my fingers and finished my shower and dressed. I decided I needed that first drink soon so instead of heading clear across town to my regular place I made a beeline for the closest one. It was one I had never been in before but didn't matter to me I just wanted a drink to calm down a little. I entered and immediately knew why I didn't go to bars much anymore as the sound of what passed for music anymore hit me from a way the hell too loud system. I made a almost dash to the bar and grabbed the first stool available. I ordered my drink and drank about half in one gulp. Wow, tasted so good and now I felt almost human again. LOL I turned around on my stool then to take a look around. It was the usual nondescript bar you see in almost any town. A bar, a few tables and some booths on one side and a couple of pool tables at one end. Didn't see anyone I knew at all so turned back to the bar and started to watch the TV above the back bar that was showing a football game of teams I didn't really care about but it was sports. After about a half hour, I am a slow drinker, I ordered another drink. I had just started it when someone sat down beside me. I turned my head to take a look to see who sat down and was greeted by a huge smile. My mouth dropped open and sure enough it was one of the cable guys from the other day, the first one to be exact. He said hi, how are you doing? I couldn't even speak at first, but my ass and cock immediately both twitched and my cock started to inch up. What the hell is all I could think. He again spoke wanting to know if I remembered him or not? I finally found my voice and told him that I did but the words came out almost garbled. He kind of grinned at my confusion and then leaned towards me and asked how I had enjoyed the other day. I told him it was pretty good. He then said that if I wanted some more to just say the word and he would be glad to oblige and his partner was over playing pool and he was sure he would love to also. He leaned my way again and told me they had talked about it all week long. How they had really enjoyed fucking my virgin hole and filling it up with their toxic juice. It had been a long time since they had had that tight of a hole to use. I was totally flustered by what he was saying and the twitching and feeling in my ass and cock were driving me crazy. He went on to tell me they had got ahold of another guy just a couple of days ago and both had fucked him all night long. He was pretty sure that guy would convert too and laughed good and loud about it. He said they hadn't told that guy they were poz so he would get a big surprise later. I could barely take another sip of my drink as my hand was shaking so much. I said it had been a nice time but I had went to the doctor the next day and was now taking meds to stop the HIV from taking. He was really surprised by that and told me he thought I had enjoyed what we had done and was going to convert since I had also let his bud do me too. He got up then and headed to the back of the bar and I thought that would be the last I saw of him. A few minutes passed and I got up to go to the restroom. I went in and it was small with only two urinals side by side with no partitions. I went to the far one and as I started to take a piss the door opened and the second cable guy came in and up to the other urinal. He pulled that big cock of his out and I could not take my eyes off of it at all. I was done peeing myself but just stood there watching his cock drain. He turned to look at me and then downward where my own cock was now hard and standing straight up almost. I glanced up at him nervously and he smiled and then turned my way as he finished and kind of shook his cock at me. I couldn't help myself as I reached for it and took it in my hand. It started growing as I had to stroke it and soon was at its full size and pointing, it seemed directly at my face. It was beyond me as I leaned forward and took it in my mouth and started to suck it. He moaned and told me that really felt nice and he knew his bud was wrong when he had told him I didn't want them anymore. I sucked him for about 5 minutes and then he pushed me off of it and told me we had better get out of there before someone came in and caught us like that. As we left the toilet he was telling me he just knew I had liked the other day too much to not want more and he sure wanted some more of my nice tight ass. I told him what I had told his bud that I was taking the meds to prevent what they had. He just smiled and told me that he was sure if I would just listen to my own body, that I would go home and dump the meds out and just take their gift and enjoy myself more. I almost collapsed on the bar stool as I was shaking so much and he proceeded back to his pool game. I started to watch the game again and was sipping at my drink again. I hadn't noticed but there were very few people left in the bar now even though it was a ways from closing. As I was just finishing up my drink the two cable guys came up and sat on each side of me. I could hardly gulp the last couple of drops of my drink down with the lump that formed in my throat and the thoughts that flashed through my mind of the other day. They both reached out and put a hand on each of my legs and slowly rubbed their way up to my crotch and then one hand was feeling my balls and the other stroked my cock through my pants. I was immediately hard and almost came in my pants. The first cable guy leaned over and said his bud told him I had sucked him in the restroom and wanted to know if he could get a little head from me too. I could only look at him and nod my head. He said follow us then and I got up and just followed them out like they had a rope on me. They went out and then around to the side of the bar to a stairway going up. The second guy told me they had an apartment right up over the bar and we could do what we wanted to there. I went up the stairs and into their apartment meekly and could not for the life of me say why. It was just a little apartment with a livingroom, kitchen, bathroom and two bedrooms. They led me into the bedroom and one of them started to kiss me and both were taking my and their clothes off as they traded kissing me back and forth between them. As they kissed me they were running their hands all over my body and rubbing my ass and cock. I couldn't help myself it felt so good and so right. Soon the first guy pulled me over to the bed and laid down on it and pulled my head down towards his cock. I found myself crawling up between his legs and soon his cock was deep in my throat and I was sucking him like my life depended on it. As I was doing this the other guy got behind me and soon I felt his mouth and tongue on my ass as he started to work on my hole. I almost jumped to the ceiling when he started that it was so sensitive. My ass and cock were both just almost jumping of their own accord from the sensations he was causing again and soon he was running a finger in and out of my hole while his tongue licked me and he wet my hole with his spit slicking it up. It didn't take long before I could tell he had me opened up more and then two and then three fingers were in my hole again and I was absolutely bouncing and could not hold still. The cable guy I was sucking was hard as nails and moaning and telling me how good it felt. I was sucking and licking and then would lick my way down to his balls and lick and suck them also. As I started to lick my way down to his balls a second time the guy behind me started to rotate his fingers back and forth in my hole more and then I could tell that is felt different again and then it dawned on me that he now had all four of his fingers buried in my ass and was driving me wild with the pressure on my prostrate. He leaned over me as I was sucking on his buddies balls and told me he was going to get his thumb in my too before he fucked me. I gasped at that but didn't move away and came back to the cock and sucked the entire length of it into my mouth and down into my throat as I felt him put his thumb against my hole and push. It was too much and hurt like hell but with a cock buried in my throat and him behind me I couldn't move nor make more than a gasping noise and then I felt his thumb enter me and his fingers probe further than they ever had before. He said omg I bet if I had more lube I would have my whole hand in there. That is such a tight feeling I can't wait to fuck you again. With that he pulled his hand back and I was empty again and found that it was almost unbearable. I needed my hole filled. It was only a few second though and he drove his cock into me, the entire length in one stroke, making me gasp around the cock in my mouth again. He immediately started to pound my hole hard and fast. He leaned over me again and told me that I should have seen my hole when he pulled his hand away, it must have torn it some when he drove that much in me and was bleeding again and he wanted to cum in me while it was there and make sure that my meds could not help. I couldn't move again when he said that but the feeling in my ass made me suck all the harder and then the first guy said I am going to cum and grabbed my head so I couldn't pull back and started to unload in my mouth. As I got the taste of the first cum other than my own my cock erupted too and the load from it was so intense it hit me in the chin. My ass tightened up from my orgasm and the guy in my ass yelled here it cums as he unloaded his toxic cum deep in my ass and shoved into me as hard and deep as he could. We rested for a bit after that and then they traded places and did me again and with almost the same result as before. I now realized that I liked the taste of cum now too but the best was having my ass fucked raw and filled with their hvl cum. We traded around most of the night then and I ended up with 3 loads from each of them in my ass this time. When I finally was able to stagger into my home, I went to my hiding place and grabbed my meds and dumped them down the toilet. I decided that it was way too much fun getting fucked to worry about that again. About 3 weeks later and after meeting up with the cable guys a few more times, I came down with a terrible case of what seemed like the flu. A trip to the doctor showed I was now positive and another test about two more months later confirmed it. Now, I just wonder how I can break it to my wife and then I also wonder if I should tell her and maybe one time she will break down and let me fuck her again? Who knows what will happen now.

Cable Part II The feelings of sucking a cock and him sticking the tip of his finer in my ass were amazing. Like nothing I had ever felt before at all. He stopped playing with my ass for a bit and I looked up to see him sending a text message. He noticed me looking and told me he had sent a message to his bud to make sure he found something for my wife to do to keep her busy for a little bit so we could play more without being interrupted. I smiled around his cock and kept sucking as he went back to playing with my hole. I felt him circling his finger around a little and pushing in more . What a feeling it was. He then backed up the half step it was to the bed, pulling me with him and then sat down on it. He pulled his finger out of me again and I saw him put his fingers to his mouth and got more spit on them. He then proceeded to stick his finger back in my ass and I could tell it felt different and it dawned on me that he now had two fingers in me. The feeling in my ass was getting more and more intense and soon I could feel my hole opening up more and then he had three fingers in me and twirling them around some and spreading my hole more. I was going wild and was sucking like a crazed person on his huge cock and then licking it and down and licking his balls too. He then pulled my head away and stood up and turned us around and pushed me back on the bed on my back as he pulled my shorts down and then off of me. As I lay there I was wondering what he was doing now but did not have long to wait. He then knelt by the bed and pushed my legs up and out as he bent over and started to suck my cock. A few in and outs of his mouth and my cock was rock hard and then he let loose of it and went down and kissed and sucked on my balls for a bit and then he pushed my legs farther back and wider apart. He went down lower and started to rim my ass and was running his tongue in and out of my hole. This had never been done to me before and I almost jumped out of my skin it felt so good. He licked and sucked on my hole for a good 5 minutes and then was also running his fingers in and out of me too opening me up and driving me wild. His tongue was fantastic and his fingers going in and out were hitting something inside of me that I figured had to be my prostrate. Whenever his fingers bumped against it I would jerk with the pleasure and each time his fingers went in they hit it and then I could feel his fingernails scrape a little on the way out which felt amazing and painful at the same time but not overly bad pain. He kept this up for another 5 or so minutes and then he got up off the floor and his mouth started kissing and licking and sucking me up across my balls and then my cock, stopping to suck the entire length of my cock deep into his mouth and almost making me cum. Then he kept on going up across my stomach and across my chest, stopping to go back and forth and suck and lick each of my nipples which again was a different but fantastic feeling. He then kept coming higher until he was right over my face and looking me in the eyes. He asked if he could go ahead and finish what we had started. I was feeling so damn good I just told him to hurry as I needed to get off badly. He smiled and as he looked deep into my eyes, I felt his cock as my ass replacing his fingers. My eyes got big as it dawned on me he had meant by finishing, he was going to fuck my very virgin ass with that huge cock. He saw me getting nervous and whispered to me soothingly to just hold still and he would go slow and easy and soon I would love it and beg for more. I held still as he started to push his cock in me slowly. I could feel my hole opening up little by little as he entered me and then he held still for a bit and told me that the head was all in now. My hole felt so full I didn't think I could take any more but after just a few seconds he started to push it in further and further and then he would stop for a bit and back out a ways and then back in for a few strokes. Then he would push in more and repeat until finally he told me he was all in and I already knew it as I felt his balls bump against my ass. He held still then and as he looked me in the eyes, he leaned down and planted a kiss on me and as I started to return it he drove his tongue into my mouth and as he twirled his tongue around in my mouth he started to pump slowly in and out of my ass. Every stroke of that huge cock rubbed back and forth on my protrate, driving me wild and my own cock got harder than I could ever remember it getting. He started to pick up the pace a little at a time until he was finally pile driving my ass hard and deep and fast. I was reaching down and grabbing his ass and pulling him in on every stroke. The feelings I had were so amazing I couldn't believe I had never even thought of doing this before. If was getting pretty warm in there from this and he leaned back a bit and still ramming my hole he pulled his tshirt up and off and threw it on the floor. He then reached with both hands and grabbed my ankles and raised my feet and legs up as high as possible and over my head so he was really pile driving my ass. I bent my neck forward so I could look between us and could see his cock going in and out of my hole. I looked all over him and noticed he had several tattoos that had been covered by his shirt. I was admiring the art work and then noticed there were two side by side on the lower part of his stomach I could not see very well. I craned my neck around but could not make them out as they were definitely in the shadows. I forgot about them for a bit though as I told him I was about to cum and he said good as he was too. A couple of more big hard thrusts from him and my own cock erupted and being almost over my head I opened my mouth and the cum was landing right in my own mouth. He told me he could feel my ass spasming and with that he leaned back away from me and rammed his cock as far into me as he could and said here it comes. He was cumming and I could feel every pulse of his cock and looked down there between us enjoying every second of it and since he was now leaning back some I could see his tats down there. One appeared to be a scorpion and beside it looked like the biohazard symbol I had just seen in a doctor's office. His other tats had all been in black but these two were both in bright red. As we lay there together after that huge orgasm of us both, I mentioned this to him. He sais he wanted them in red as a warning. I had no idea what he was talking about and said so. He said he thought I would know and said they mean I am positive. I said cool I am a pretty positive person myself. He told me not like that, I mean I am positive, HIV positive. My mouth fell wide open and my eyes must have popped out of my face when he said that but also my cock which was still hard, erupted again. I had no idea what to do now and it was too late anyway. He went on to say he thought I knew and that he had scraped his fingernails in my ass on purpose also to cut me up a little and help it get into by blood quicker. I couldn't even move or speak as he started to wiggle his cock around in me and then pulled out and stood up.

Part 2. I've been in jail 2 yrs now. I found my place in prison and my place was on all fours with a cock up my ass. I had been passed through every gang member and was back with Tech again. But tech made some changes to my body. Tech was tired of my balls slapping his whole he pounded me. So tech castrated me. My balls are completely gone and 3/4 of my cock is cut off. Sadly, I love it!! Being in here I have learned all I am is a sissy boy. Now I'm just a sissy. All the guys in the block have started calling me girl now.

I like to leave it in and finger some to eat. Nothing like the taste of fresh cum from my hole.

I love to have my hole lubed up with my own cum! I once had a guy give me a handjob as soon as we met, before we'd done anything else at all. Then he scooped my cum up off my chest, covered my hole with it and shoved his cock in me!

I love small penis chat, but I'm interested in knowing what most guys would define a small cock to be? New poll perhaps? I think I'm small - when limp it can really shrivel up, and having trouble getting hard doesn't help (even though I'm only in my 20s). On a good day with a full hard on I get to about 5.5 inches so would this count as small? I love tops who like to humiliate me about it and incorporate it into sex - for me, it's the primary factor in being a bottom, followed by the impotence issues. Being laughed at by hung tops, or watching it bounce a bit when being fucked is an incredible turn on. I find it strange there isn't the same level of small penis humiliation fetish in the gay world as there is in the straight. I would sign up to any site that focuses on humiliating young twinky bottoms for their small cocks and punishing them by making them take donkey dick upon donkey dick bareback.

Cum is the best lube. I like it when I cum while getting fucked and the top puts it on his cock and fucks it into me. This way it is not wasted. I also like it when he feeds it to me.

Tony and Charlie's bedroom already reeked of mansex, and with the rest of the swim team standing there waiting to fuck my boyfriend Joe, I knew it was about to get a lot more intense. I looked down at my boyfriend's ass and saw ropes of cum seeping out. His hole was red and puffy. Charlie took my hand and guided my fingers. “Rub that cum in, boy. It'll help sooth his guts, and it'll keep him nice and slippery for the rest of the team.” Tony was smiling, standing with his hands on his hips, his dick already hard again, bouncing slightly. “The boy asked 'Who's next?'” Tony roughly turned by boy over so he was on his back, knees up to his chest. I asked him, “Is the team going to fuck him bare too?” “Hell, yeah. That's what he came he for.” I had no clue what he was talking about. Out of the ten or so guys standing there, the most senior swimmers were Mike, Dan, and Andrew. Mike had shoved his fat dick in my mouth earlier as Charlie was tricking me into taking his dick raw. He strutted up to me and said. “I think it'll be your boyfriend's job to finish what you started earlier. But first, get me wet for him. Wouldn't want to tear him up, at least not until everyone's had a go, right?” I knew he had a point. I wanted my boy to enjoy this as much as possible. I knelt and slobbered all over his dick as Mike grabbed the back of my head and forced his manhood all the way to the back of my throat. He pulled out, taking my hand and wrapping my fingers around the base of his cock. “Put it in his hole.” I guided his slimy cock into my boy's dripping hole. He grunted as Mike slammed in without any hint of compassion or concern for my boy's pleasure. “Fuck. I've been waiting to tag this boy's hole again since Spring tryouts!” Again, I thought? Had my boyfriend already been fucked by these guys, even before we met? Mike hammered away at his target, picking up the pace. I watched as his hips slammed forward over and over again, finally shooting his wad into my Joe's eager hole. Andrew was next up. He flipped my boyfriend over onto his knees and started fingering my boy's hole. I couldn't believe the flood of cum that rushed out. He wiped some on his hard dick and fingered the rest back into my boyfriend's hole. “Wanna watch this up close?” he asked me. He instructed me to lay on my back under my boyfriend, with my chin right under his balls. “Spread his cheeks for me.” I followed orders, my face only inches away as Andrew entered my boyfriend. He was much more gentle than Mike had been, and took his time. My boyfriend must have liked his style. He started moaning. Only then did he realize my dick was right in front of his face. He was moaning too much to give me a proper blowjob, but that was okay as I would have cum in a second. After a few minutes, Andrew said, “Here it cums!” He thrust in, balls deep. I was amazed that I could literally see his balls churn and see the cum flow up his cock and into my Joe's willing ass. He stayed there for a minute before withdrawing. Dan stepped up next. His dick was shorter than the other guys, but still an impressive six inches or so, and it must have been as thick as a beer bottle. “I usually go last,” he chuckled. “I need a few dicks to loosen up a boy's hole for me first. And lots of lube.” With the rest of the team standing in a semicircle, all jacking, Dan pulled my boy onto his side. He laid down next to him, almost like they were spooning. “It's okay Joe. Just back onto it.” By this time, Joe was loose enough to take him all the way. After laying there taking Dan's thrusts, it was like he came to life. He maneuvered Dan onto his back and started riding his cock. “Damn,” Dan shouted, “I think he may be a bit loose for me!” He ordered me to crouch in front and shove some fingers in there. My cock was drooling precum, so I used a bit to lube up my fingers and managed to get three into my boy's hole, gliding next to Dan's dick as he ravaged Joe. I saw more of that familiar pink foam on my hand, knowing that Joe had to be bleeding a bit inside. With the added tightness, it didn't take Dan long to add his spooge to the rest. He lifted Joe up so just the tip of his wide cock was in Joe's ass. I watched as cum oozed out from Joe's hole and down Dan's dick. “Clean up that mess, boy,” shouted Tony. The coach forced my head onto Dan's cock. I tasted cum, cum, and more cum, mixed with the taste of ass and blood. After that, it was a free for all. I watched as my boyfriend took at least seven more cocks, some long and skinny, some thick and curved. The only thing they had in common was that they all fucked my boy's hole bare. By the end, my boy was on the floor in the middle of the room, soaked with sweat, cum all over his crotch. Tony said, “Now it's your turn boy.” For a moment, I thought they all wanted a turn at my hole. The look on my face must have shown my anxiety. “No. Let your boyfriend finally cum. We want you to sit on his cock. And guess what's going to lube your hole, boy?” I knew all of those guys' cum was going to go in my hole. I knew Joe was desperately in need of release after all that. I went down on my hands and knees, my ass upturned and ready. Joe was still on his back, with has ass drooling buckets of cum. Charlie and Tony mopped up the mess with their tongues and hands, witping and spitting it onto Joe's dick. Tony worked his fingers into Joe's hole, releasing a ******* of jizz. He pressed his fingers into my ass, working as much cum into my raw hole as possible. When Joe had recovered enough to get to his knees, the guys carried him over to me. Joe leaned on my back, too tired to move, but still desperate to fuck. Mike and Andrew spread my cheeks. Dan and Charlie guided Joe's dick to my hole as Tony lined up behind Joe. Joe moaned, and I knew Tony was fucking him again. As Tony thrust into Joe, Joe moved involuntarily forward as his cock entered me. He was like a ragdoll as Tony pummeled his sore, loose hole. “Fuck, I love it sloppy,” jeered Tony. Joe couldn't hold off long and I felt him shooting his load into my hole, mixing his seed with that of the entire team. We all collapsed onto the floor and laid in a sweaty pile. When Joe and I had come to our senses, the team was gone. Charlie and Tony were laying in the bed. We were both sticky, covered with cum and sweat, but didn't they didn't want us to shower. They got up, helped us to dress, and led us downstairs. Tony called us a cab, as we were both to exhausted and fucked up to drive. He whispered to us as we got in the cab, “Make sure you don't wash your holes tonight, boys. We worked hard to get you both full of cum, and you'd better stay that way all night.” In the ride back to campus, Joe confessed to me that he had let some of the team fuck him at Tryouts. He also confessed that he had taken their dicks raw and let them cum in him. He explained that he wanted to be part of the team. “What about disease,” I asked him, realizing what a hypocrite I was, sitting there with my ass oozing cum just like his. “Um yeah. About that. A few weeks after Tryouts, I got sick. Real sick. Don't be surprised if you get real sick in a week or so. They call it the fuck flu.” To be continued?