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2. The Glorious Descent Once I had been fucked and bred, there was no going back. It was all I could think about. I had transferred to a different college after the summer arts camp. My buddy had fucked me in every way and location imaginable, but after two weeks' worth of his seed buried in my guts, it was now time for us to head back to our respective homes. First week back at school, though, I was hungry for dick, and not just any dick, the kind that could fill me up the way my buddy had all summer. I logged on to this "cruising for sex" site, when I stumbled on an ad about a very popular "gloryhole" in the bathroom of one of the buildings on my campus. I had zero idea about what that was, but I figured it was something I had to check out for myself. I wasted no time walking across campus to a building I'd never been to. This college wasn't putting any of their money into fixing their buildings, and this one seemed a little worse for wear. But down the steps I went into the basement to locate what was soon to become my second home. I pushed the door open, and then the second, inner door. I walked over to the stalls, nervous as hell, and went in. There it was. A big, wide open hole had been carved into the stall wall, big enough to put your whole arm through. I hurriedly pushed down my pants and sat, pretending to just be there to use the facilities. Someone was in the next stall, and I could tell there was movement. I leaned forward a bit and there it was. I had never seen black dick before, but this was impossible to miss. There, wrapped in this thick, dark brown hand was a huge dick. The head, glistening with pre-cum, was being wrapped and unwrapped by the tugging on his foreskin as he stroked it. And then he stood up, and pushed it right through the hole to me. The smell was overwhelming... a man's smell... and while it stood there in front of me, twitching up and down, I did what came naturally. I dropped to my knees and took as much of it as I could into my mouth. "Damn, boy, you know how to handle uncut dick" he moaned. I was moaning, too, from the taste of all that pre-cum, and the way he kept sliding it in and out while I worked it from the other side. "Show me your ass". I whispered "I didn't bring any condoms". "Who the fuck cares, boy? I said show me your ass". The aggressiveness in his tone was sexy as fuck, so I stood up, pulled my cheeks apart, and pressed my hairy hole up against the partition. Nothing happened at first, then I felt his tongue lapping away "mmmmm, nice pink hairy hole" he kept saying. An amazing feeling, and I knew this man knew what he was doing. After about 3 minutes of wetting up my ass, I felt the head of his dick press against me. "Hold still, you're gonna love this... all the white boys do" he said. But once he started to slide into me, I felt like I was going to split open. As I started to pull away, he said "where the hell you think you're going?". In a moment he pulled his dick out of the hole and said "get your ass over here now" and unlocked the door to his stall. I stumbled out of my stall over to his, and he pushed it shut behind me, locking it. This man was amazing... about 6'3", solidly built, beautiful brown eyes and a killer smile. "Turn around" he said as he pushed me up against the stall door. He slammed his cock into me, but there was no place to move to this time. He held me there, pinned with his 10'' deep inside me. He put his face next to mine and whispered "now tell me how good this poz cock feels". My heart sank. What the fuck was I doing? But then he started to slowly move his hips, gyrating his dick into my guts, and the feeling was just too good. I knew I should have tried to get away, but I didn't want to. All I wanted to do was please this man, give him all the ass he wanted. I pushed my ass back into his hips, and he laughed. "Yeah, I thought so. This ass is goooood" as he pounded into me. He pulled me back into him and kept drilling my hold so hard my own cock was bouncing up and down on my stomach. I couldn't help myself, I was so hard and the fuck was so good that I came without warning, and it dripped down my dick, onto the floor. He laughed. "Now it's my turn, bitch". And with that he shoved me up against the stall door again and in one huge thrust buried himself deep inside me "fuuuuck, I'm breeding your ass good, boy!" My ass burned with the sensation, but I had never felt so good in my life. As it throbbed inside me, he leaned in again and whispered "since you're good and open, I'm gonna share you with some friends." I heard him grab his phone and take a picture of his still massive dick in my ass, and then send it. "Hold still, they'll be here in a few minutes."

1. The Initiation At 19 I was desperate to make sure I didn't hit the age of 20 still a virgin. I was a good-looking young man, average height, slim, ice blue eyes, and a nice tight ass that I was sure I could put to good use. A dirty blond (in more ways than one), I wasn't super hairy, but I wasn't a smooth, hairless twink either. I kept thinking what I wanted more than anything else in the world was an aggressive, older brother type boyfriend who would satisfy my needs to be fucked like the pig I knew I was, and then love and protect me in between fucks. Little did I know what was coming my way. I was performing with a summer arts camp when I met him. About ten years older than me, tall, dark hair, lean, muscular body, killer smile, but great hairy chest and legs. On top of that I could tell from his shorts that he was packing a major piece of meat. We were rehearsing in a church, and I kept thinking to myself I'd get struck down at any moment for the incredibly impure thoughts I kept having about this guy. I'd catch myself staring, and he'd just flash me that smile that made my ass twitch. This went on for about a week, when one afternoon we took a break and I made my way to the basement bathroom to jerk off that load that was churning in my nuts. As I entered the bathroom, I felt someone behind me. I turned to see that HE had followed me in. I tried desperately to act like I hadn't noticed and head to the urinal to try and take a piss, but he stopped me, putting his big hand on my neck and turning me back around towards him. I couldn't believe what was happening, and as if in slow motion, he pulled me towards his face, and quietly said "I know you want this. You've been watching me all week, and now you're gonna get it". Was this what I dreamt of? He then kissed me, roughly, passionately, and with his other hand on my ass pulled me in to feel his enormous hard cock pressing through his shorts. I melted into him. To me it felt like falling in love, but in reality I was surrendering to my desire to be taken, and used. We made out for what seemed like an eternity, and then suddenly he whipped me around, pushing me up against the sink. He pressed into me, breathing into my neck and whispering how he was going to make my ass his, right then and there. He slowly lowered my shorts, enough to work one of his fingers into my aching hole. "Hairy... nice." he said. "I'm gonna love flooding this sweet hole. You ready to get fucked, boy?" I instinctively arched my back into his crotch "Yes, I want you so bad." He pushed me down, and I could hear him spit into his other hand, and then suddenly I felt it. The head of my first dick pressing against my hairy hole. "This is probably gonna hurt a little bit, but just breathe and relax." What I didn't realize was just how thick and long his cock really was. Tapered at the head, but when he started to push into me it seemed like it took forever to finally reach its destination: my guts. Once he had his big, hairy balls pressed up against my ass, he started to pump. "Damn, boy, your ass was made to be fucked. You're wet already and taking this dick like it was meant for you." This made my heart skip a beat. Was this the one? He bucked in pleasure, and I could feel his muscular thighs bump into me as he ground his dick deep inside me. "We're gonna be together all summer, so you better get used to this on a daily basis, cause my nuts will need to be drained, and your ass is soooo fucking good..." I could feel him pushing harder into me, and I was trapped against the sink, steadying myself against the mirror with my hands. And now the real pounding started. Romance over, he let loose on my ass, holding onto my hips with his big hands as he destroyed my hole. Now THIS was what I had been wanting, a real man to just take over and use me for his pleasure. "This ass is too good, boy... I'm gonna cum..." and just like that he planted his dick as far into me as he could and let loose with his nut. I squeezed my ass around his dick, letting him know just how much I loved his gift of seed. In one quick motion he yanked his dick out of my ass and said, "now, clean off the rest." I dropped to my knees and finally got a look at this monster that had been in my ass. 9.5 veiny inches, big bushy pubes and low hanging nuts, now empty of their load. I couldn't help myself. I took as much of it into my mouth as I could and savored the taste of his nut, and my ass. It was rough concentrating for the rest of that rehearsal, and we did fuck like crazy for the next two weeks. But when I realized he was in an open relationship, my heart sank. I was just a hole to him. I retreated into myself, and vowed to never let myself get so close to anyone again. That was when I discovered the gloryholes.

Snowing here and a black silverodo with a plow came by. The guy asked if i wanted drive way plowed I said sure , As he was very hot masculine guy . I invited him in for hot coffee and purposely left a TIM flick on the counter. Sure enough he looked at it closely and I took a chance by sitting next to him and letting my leg rub against his . He looked at me and i thought now I am in trouble as he looked me straight in the eye and said What the fuck?I expected him to slug me but, he then smiled and asked you want your hole plowed too? Well let me tell you he drove that 8 inched raw tool deep in my lusting hole and dropped a enormous amount of his man cum in me . Said he be back to plow again if the snow continues. I replied you can plow my asshole anytime. With a big grin he said sure will

You are on your back, the dude with the huge dick is pumping your ass like he is possessed. You have no idea if he is poz or not, all you know is that his massive pole feels great going balls deep into your negative ass. New to barebacking, you quickly forget about the risks when you see a cock and start think how good it will feel slipping into your ass. But tonight is different. Tonight that magic dick is going to spew a toxic load into your tender ass and start your conversion. You are ten seconds from taking the stealth poz load that will change your life. And now, the process is launched and there is nothing you can do to reverse it. You are not poz yet, but you are seconds away from infection. At P (poz) minus 10, the process starts. All of the efforts of the top ramming his cock into your ass are about to pay off. The level of arousal is such that the orgasm that will convert you has started. Wham, the rear most sphincter in his piss tube slams such. This seals the tube on one and and keeps the piss out of the cum. P minus 9 sees the prostrate (with the piss tube running through it) begin to stir up the toxic stew that will deliver the virus to mucus membrane in you shit chute. P minus 8 and the front piss tube sphincter slams closed. Now, the prostates mix of sperm, virus, fluids and sperm food fills the sealed tube. The top knows the feeling of his cock swelling for orgasm. As the tube fills with that potentially lethal mix, his breathing deepens, his thrusts become my animalistic and he may start groaning as he enjoys the feel of his ever more engorged cock. P minus 6 and the tube is nearly full. While only 5 percent of the volume is sperm, there are as many as 500,000,000 of the little baby makers ready to make the swim of their lives----but will only die in the dark dank reaches of you queer asshole. There are a number of different fluids that are present as well---most of them are carrying the virus that will soon infect your body. P minus 5 and the top shouts OH GOD, and moves into the second phase of his virus inserting orgasm. The pressure in the closed off piss tube has reached the maximum and it signals the front sphincter to open suddenly. The built up cum pressure forces the poison wad to start moving toward your cock head. P minus 4 and the jizz is near the glans....the top's very meaty, mushroom cockhead. The state of overall arousal and the sensation of the dollop of cum reaching the glans combines for more action. The muscle like parts of that glorious piece of man meat start contracting. The top's work is nearly done. The tensing of the those cock control system expel the shot with great force.....as much as 80 miles per hour. And all you know is that you are enjoying a great fuck and you know Mr. Top is about to explode into your willing ass. The virus that causes HIV+ has been launched and will soon be residing you that ass you think is just being used for fun and sex. T minus 3 and the filthy load is out of the tip of the cock and free flowing towards the lining of your rectum. Splat and it hits you.....the virus is now yours and no longer just a theory it is in your ass. The top continues to spasm and shoot parts of his gift. The continual thrusting of his meat smears that load up and down your hole. He is increasing the points of contact---so the virus has more opportunities---and you are just wiggling and squirming in the delight of being well fucked. T minus 2 and the top is nearly done. HIs strokes are not as deep, his cock is softening, but his deed is done, he has mixed a toxic wad of white sticky goo and shot it deep into your ass. He then smeared it for maximum effect. T minus 1 and he with draws. Now it is up to the virus and the receptiveness of your ass. The brutal fucking had damaged the lining of the very thin membranes of you ass-cunt so you are ready for accepting your fate. T minus ZERO--blast off. The virus containing cum that is smeared inside you begins offloading the passengers. The poor sperm are condemned to die in your shit hole or will be expelled with the next dump you take. But the HIV causing virus is very happy, the warm dark hole is a good place for them. The thin and damaged walls of your rectum make it easy to move in. And they begin gathering together and replicating and preparing to wage a war on your immune system. A war they will win. You may feel the battle if you develop the fuck flu. You may never know there was a war until, you get that test result you are not expecting. But for now, you have no idea that the war was started, all you know is that you are simply laying there, cum in your ass, happily and thoroughly fucked. It is just a mater of days until the war has been won and you are HIV+. You have no clue what happened in the past 10 seconds. You have just been pozzed

Life is all about choices. Some are good, some bad. There is no blueprint. What works for one can be another's downfall. I don't judge and could care less what others think of the choices I make. This is my story as of now. First a little about me. My name is Max. I am a fit 43 year old man. Taller than most, not overly muscular but well defined at 175 pounds. I have brown hair with a bit of grey at the temples. Light dusting of hair on my chest with a treasure trail leading down to an 8 inch dick. Truly versatile but I go through phases where I lean more top or bottom. Depends on the man/men and the situation. Did I forget to mention that I am poz? 25 years now. Truth is at the time I converted at 18 I was one horny teenager but I wasn't half the slut I am now. Hardly ever fucked, spent most of my time sucking cock and when I did fuck I could count on one hand the times I bottomed. But it only takes one right? Choices. After testing poz I met a guy at university and we were together for 15 years. We did the safe sex bit adding a few drugs to the mix every once in a while and settled into a predictable sexual routine. Over the years we become better friends than lovers and decided to part amicably. I moved to another coast and even though we don't see each other as often as we would like we remain good friends. After moving I went through a bit of a difficult time dating wise. Had a few rejections due to my status and retreated into myself and entered a celibate phase for a few years. I was in a bad head space and thought I was too toxic to have a fulfilling sex life. Might have done things differently knowing then what I know now but that rough period led me to being the man I am today. Again choices. One night I decided that enough was enough. I knew from the gay rags there was a bathouse in town and decided to try it. Got there about 10 pm on a Sat night and the place was packed. Got a room, quickly stripped down, grabbed my towel and headed out to see who was there. Nervously I walked around checking things out and getting more hot and bothered by the sounds and smell of sex everywhere. On the second floor I looked into a room that was larger than mine with a sling next to the bed. On the bed was two very hot men. They looked up at me, smiled and asked if I would like to come inside. With my dick pointing the way I said yes and made my way over to them.The first guy introduced himself as Brandon (mid 30's, black hair, scruff and built a bit larger than me) and he then introduced his boyfriend Liam (late 20's,thin and smooth, very preppy looking with a very fuckable ass). Both had very impressive cocks. Brandon said "Relax bro you look a bit tense we won't bite unless you ask us to" Brandon began to kiss me as Liam knelt down and took my cock in his mouth. It felt great but I pulled him off for a second and told them both that I was poz. Liam looked up at me with a big smile and said "No worries dude so are we and about 99% of the men in here." He then went back to my cock while Brandon postioned himself so that I could suck him as well. After awhile Brandon looked at me and asked if I partied. I told him that I had done X and coke in the past but had not done any drugs in a long time. Liam laughed and said by the looks of how hard your dick just got with the question I guess we can assume the answer will be yes. What the fuck I thought to myself. Since this was going to be my coming out party so to speak I might as well go in all guns blazing. He then reached into his bag and pulled out a large bag of crystals. "This is Tina...crystal meth...a little more hardcore than what you have done in the past but trust us it will bring out your inner whore like nothing you have done before." Brandon loaded a glass pipe and said to me "Follow my lead" He took a lighter and held it under the glass bowl until the crystals began to melt. He then told me to inhale once the smoke began to swirl in the bowl. I did as I was told, held it and then let out a huge white cloud. "Excellent" Liam said "now do a couple more and shotgun the smoke into our mouths." I did 4 more hits, trading the white clouds back and forth with them until they dissapated. Liam and Brandon then began to run their hands up and down my body. I felt electrified. "How do you feel big guy?" "Fucking fantastic". At this point I bent Liam over the bed and began to eat his hole like I was suffocating and it was my only source of oxgen in the room. He began to moan like a bitch in heat. Brandon then positioned himself in front of Liam and put his dick in his mouth. "Nothing hotter than watching a hot man fuck my slutty husband. Stick that cock in his hole and give him a recharge with your load." No one had to ask me twice. In two seconds I was balls deep and ramming my first hole in years.I couldn't believe how good it felt to plow a hot ass again. I rough fucked him for what seemed like forever, "Can't fucking hold back...here it comes...fuck fuck fuck Ugggggh." At that point Brandon unloaded into Liam's mouth and like the hungry boy he was he grabbed Brandon around the waist and pulled him further down his throat so that he wouldn't miss a drop. Liam was in bliss. "That was fucking hot! Brandon said. Then he asked me "Do you ever get fucked?" "Not for a very long time" "We are both vers, me leaning more top and Liam leaning more bottom and we would like nothing better than to flip fuck with you for a long time." Liam then said "Besides I haven't come yet and turnabouts fair play. With that he winked at me and licked his lips." "Fucking hot....I have to confess that I have literally had no sex for a long time before this and that sounds fucking fantastic" I said. Brandon handed me the pipe again. " After a few more hits I never felt better. Brandon then said "How would you like to get even higher hot man?" If you like the pipe you are going to love slamming." I then turned to them and said "If I wasn't this high I probably would never admit this to anyone but I feel a connection with you guys so here goes. Lately I have been going on Tumblr and I stumbled on some posts showing guys shooting up. At first I thought that was sick but then it became like a train wreck where you can't look away and then at some point I realized that every time I saw the needles go in and watch the rush I was becoming more and more turned on". There is this one in particular that I saw that almost made me cum hands free. There is this clean cut guy sitting on a couch. The kind of man who looks like he would never consider doing anything like this. Really preppy like a certain man I just finished fucking." With that they both laughed. "Go on" they said. When you look closer you can see that he has pumped up his nipples and is stroking a very nice dick. He also has a tourniquet on his arm.He looks to be in his late 20's. Another man leans in and very quickly and expertly delivers the hit. You can't really see him but in my mind he is slightly older and is the one to have corrupted him in the past. Within seconds of getting slammed he coughs and you see the rush take over him. His dick remains rock hard the whole time. As you see it hit him harder he begins to say "Fuck... Fuck yeah" and keeps stroking his cock. He then looks off camera to the guy who slammed him and says "David come fuck me". Then the clip ends. " I have watched that on a loop over and over. Sometimes I imagine I am the kid and sometimes I imagine I am the man about to rape his ass. Either way that was the clip that made me realize I would try this if the situation ever presented itself but really thought it was going to stay a fantasy." Brandon then told me to get into the sling. He gave me back the pipe so that I could take a few more hits which he told me later was to make sure that I didn't change my mind. Liam went back into their black playkit and pulled out 6 syringes. "Let's kick this needle fetish of yours into high gear" he said with a nasty grin on his face. "Slamming can affect your dick one of two ways. It either makes you harder than you have ever been in your life or you can get tina dick and go soft for hours. We have some Viagra but we prefer to use that more as a booster. The best way to a lasting party hard on is something called Trimix that gets injected directly into your dick and in a few minutes it will turn to steel. Then we are going to slam you into the stratosphere. Watch Brandon first." I watched as he wiped his dick with an alcohol wipe and then uncapped a syringe with a very small needle. I winced as I watched him inject his cock. It was over in a second. He then took a tourniquet and placed it on his arm. He walked over closer to the sling so that I could get a better look. "Keep your eyes on this. If you listen closely you can hear a small pop as the needle penetrates the vein." While he was doing that Liam very quickly and expertly injected the Trimix into my cock. I was too distracted and high to think about it. He then walked around behind Brandon so that I would be able to watch him inject his dick at the same time Brandon shot up. "Here goes...you next big boy" I watched as the needle was inserted into his vein and watched him pull back blood into the chamber. "That's the flash...look how hard your dick is getting....here I go" With that he pushed the liquid back into his arm. "Holy shit...." His entire body started to shudder. His eyes became wide as he coughed and rushed. "Damnnnnnnnnnn" With that he knelt down in front of the sling an began to eat out my ass. Liam came back around now sporting his own impressive hardon and said "Our turn". With that he tied tourniquets on both of our arms. Expertly he inserted a needle into his own vein but did nothing until he got me ready. As I felt the needle go into my arm I swear I could have come right then and there. He pulled back on the plunger first me then him. "Are you ready to unleash your inner whore hot man?" With that he pushed the plunger in, me first, then him and. released both of our tourniquets at the same time. "Holy fuck....holy fuck....FFFFFFUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKK!" We both started coughing and I felt like I was on fire. My ears started ringing and all of the heat started going towards my hole which was still being expertly licked by Brandon. Now I new exactly how that man in the Tumblr clip felt. "Someone fuck me pleaseeeee!!! Liam stepped around and began to kiss me as Brandon stood up, lubed my hole and shoved in balls deep in one thrust. "Can't wait for you to unload in him so that I can fuck that cummy ass" Liam said. With that Brandon and I locked eyes as he began to power fuck me. Dark eyes, black eyes without irises.Nothing but black pupils."Fuck me Fuck me Fuck me Fuck me" He continued to ram fuck my ass. Time stopped can't say how long he fucked me. Then that magic moment. I felt his dick begin to stiffen and throb. His eyes rolled back into his head. "Can't hold back....going to load you up NOWWWWWW!!!!" Pulse after pulse of warm sperm filled my hungry hole until he collapsed on top of me. When he pulled out I didn't think I could feel more empty but not for long. "Feed him some" I heard. With that Brandon went back to my hole and feltched out some of the cum. He then walked around to the head of the sling. "Open your mouth" Liam said. With that Brandon spit his cum flavored by my ass into my mouth and began to kiss me. Then I began to feel fingers opening up my hole. As Brandon moved down to my nipples I looked up and saw Liam looking at me with an absolutey evil grin. "Your ass is so fucking cummy already. Can't wait to get more loads in there. With that he removed his fingers and replaced them with his rock hard cock. "I am going to enjoy this". He began to slowly pump my ass and I could feel Brandon's cum getting pushed in deeper, some of it leaking out around Liam's dick as he fucked me. "You told us your dark fantasy and now that you are living it I feel I should share mine. Let me tell you how Brandon and I met. I was a circuit boy and discovered that I loved the drugs and the sex parties better than the dancing. Soon that wasn't enough for me and my twisted mind began to think of new ways to get off. Don't be too sure that the older guy corrupted the younger guy in that Tumblr clip you told us about.I have always looked like a clean cut boy. Nothing dangerous. Good boyfriend material. The kind of man you would bring home to meet the family. I decided to use that to my advantage. Like I said I loved my drugs. My dealer told me that if I was able to bring him more clients I could get product for free. He kept fucking as he talked. Sometimes slowly, sometimes hard. Fuck that felt good. Brandon was watching from the bed jerking his cock with his fingers up his hole. "Damn Liam you know how listening to this gets me off" Brandon said. Liam continued..."I decided that I could use my preppy look to my advantage. I would dress up in my button down shirts and my khakis and go out looking to corrupt men to being slampigs. Nothing got me off more then or now. Looking at me no one would supect that was my intention or that I was dangerous in any way. I had met Brandon at this point and there was something about him that made me feel I had found a filthy, dirty minded kindred spirit. I decided to share with him my plan. For my first convert I had met this jock boy who had just come out and was very inexperienced. I took him back to my place where Brandon "my roommate" was waiting in another room. When we got to the apt he saw the tina pipe on the sidetable and asked what that was. I told him I would show him as I loaded the pipe, lit it and shotgunned the smoke into his mouth. After a few hits the kid was like putty in my hands. I kept getting him higher and more horny by teasing his dick and nipples through his clothes. I then got up and turned on the TV which was connected to my laptop. First I put on some bareback porn as we both got naked. As he was mesmerized by what was on the screen I took advantage and put a couple of tina shards up his ass as his dick was in my mouth. His ass practically devoured my fingers. Time for phase two. I switched the TV over to a file I had created with various slamming vids on a loop. Gave him the pipe again and made him take 3 big hits. His eyes were glazed over as he watched man after man on screen giving in to the needle. I whispered in his ear "Do you want to try it?" My roommate is a paramedic and can give the shots. Before he could answer I stuck my cock in his hole and started to fuck him slowly. Like I am doing to you now. Of course he said yes. Once he hit on the pipe for the first time I knew it would only be a matter of time. Brandon had changed into medical scrubs to make it look more authentic. I called to him and asked if he could do us a favor and administer the shots. He slammed us both and then we took turns spit roasting the jock. Since then Brandon and I have introduced many more Tina whores into the world." He began to fuck me harder as I felt Brandon's cock going into my mouth. "Slamwhores.....just....like....you.......FUCKKKKKKKKKKK.....He began to piston fuck me, pulling his cock all the way out and then ramming it back in...GONNA.....LOAD....YOU...UP.....UUUUGGGHHHHHHHH.....NOW!!!!!" With that I felt volley after volley of juice loading up my hungry hole. Brandon said "CAN'T...HOLD....OFF.... and began to shoot in my mouth which I swallowed hungrily. After awhile Liam prepared more shots and went off in search of new prey. We on the other hand waited in the hall until the moment came after the newbie was corrupted and we could walk in through the unlocked door to use and charge up his hungry hole. Fast forward a few years. Brandon and Liam have become my best friends and fuck buds. Liam continues to corrupt men to the world of slamming. Brandon and I are more than happy to assist him in any way possible. Changing the world. One slamwhore at a time. As I said earlier. Choices.

Whereas sexuality is easy to grasp and clearly understood by everyone. Look, objectively and logically you're right. Having random bareback sex with total strangers in a world with all kinds of potentially deadly STDs is unwise. And it does impose costs on the larger society. Why do we choose to do it? I really don't know. Sophocles, the ancient Athenian playwright spoke of the lessening of sexual desire with old age as a kind of liberation, and I think that must be true. It was common for the ancients to speak of being enslaved to our sexual desires. Our feelings and desires are things we cannot control directly. I have no idea why I am attached to things I am. I can learn to detach myself from those things with effort and time, but that is the work of a lifetime (Christianity and Buddhism both are in large part all about this process). Nor can I understand the attachments of others. I have no desire for a big house with a BMW in the garage and a gazillion dollars in the bank. But many people do, and the pursuit of wealth or of status symbols can be just as destructive as the pursuit of sex or romance. Their sins are not my sins, but we are all sinners together, to put things in religious terms. So perhaps, borrowing again from religion, it's best to extend a little grace to those out there whose motivations you don't understand. Remember too, we're all on a journey here. Just because a man wants HIV today, finds part of his identity in a disease, wants to go out in a blaze of sexual glory today doesn't mean that he will always be that way. Preserving his life now gives him an opportunity to grow. I personally think society is right to offer as many of those opportunities as it can.

Went to a FB's house, he is poz, was riding his cock, he always pulls out, this time I had him on his back, he said he was about to cum, I sat all the way down and kissed him and kept riding, I got 3 loads out of him.

Previously… “Yes!” I belted him anyways, and as he thrashed under me I got two more slaps in before I came. Falling onto his sweaty back I panted and thrust as I spunked into him. I kept thrusting and concentrating and after a while I think I pissed a bit into him as well. Once my post climax daze cleared, I gingerly pulled myself off the kid and scooting up the bed I got him to clean my cummy cock. Looking down at the kid lick the cum and lube and ass-juice off my cock, I whispered down to him sarcastically “yeah right, I fuckin bet they’d love to trade places with you right now, Timmy no-friends” and spat in his tear-stained face. Right so… Getting off the bed and leaving the room, I reflected that I may have been a bit harsh on poor wee Tim, but I’d met a few versions of that kid by this stage and I was tired of their self-loathing bullshit. A few weeks later I saw Tim was online and we chatted. I was about to apologise for being too harsh with him, when he started saying how much he loved me roleplaying his bullies and how he nearly came when I belted him a few times. This weirdly didn’t make me feel better… I’ve lots of friends now in the BDSM scene here in Germany, but I couldn’t shake the notion that the kid was using it as a way not to deal with some self-esteem issues. I dunno. I don’t want to judge. Maybe he was pretty sorted-out. Maybe I just was scared about how easily I slipped into the bully-role… I walked along the hall, away from the industrial rock in the bedroom to airy pop coming from the living room. I guessed Pedro was still in charge of the music. Kylie’s “Red-blooded woman” was belting out as I opened came in through the kitchen. “You’ll never get to heaven if you’re scared of getting high” – hah, another appropriate line! I looked up at the clock in the kitchen – a quarter past seven. Less than two hours left. I turned into the living room to see a view of pure hedonism. Two of the rest of the group were playing Mario cart while getting fucked by another two. Well, seemingly Andrew had challenged Kieran to a game, and JP had asked that they make it interesting by seeing who could last longest while being fucked. Michael was currently fucking Kieran and JP was fucking Andrew. They’d turned the main body of the couch around 180 degrees so the bottoms could kneel on the seats and rest their chests on the support, leaving their arms and asses free for play. I walked over to JP and Andrew. They were both on a chilled vibe and more focussed on getting Luigi over the finish line than the slowly pistoning cock in Andrew’s hole. “What is it with you boys and video games?” I commented, “…oh and by the way guys we all hat-tricked the bitch boy”. Andrew paused JP and said “what do you mean?” “I used your cum to fuck Tim till I came in him – I almost never cum on E! So all three of us have given Tim our DNA – Cum-dump buddy high five!” I raised my hand for a high-five and JP returned it smiling and added “wow that dude is a proper cum-dump – wait, what’s his name again?” Kieran piped up from the other side, panting as Michael energetically pounded his hole “I kept …trying to …cum in him, …but the E …has killed …my ability to. I’m dead …jealous …of you guys”. I looked over to see that Michael, obviously having recently snorted some coke or another upper, was punishing Kieran’s hole. He looked like he could use a break. “Hey Michael, mind if I cut in?” Michael turned to me, not wanting to stop fucking but still sober enough to be polite. His chest and stomach were a wall of whorled fuzz reaching down to his chemically rock-hard dick. He looked at me with a raised eyebrow, “um, well I’m kinda enjoying this for now…” I interrupted, “Michael, I’m not saying stop fucking, just let me get in between the two of you – Kieran looks like he could use a buffer between you and him”. With this Kieran looked back up at him with a pained half-smile. I pointed to the screen and continued, “I mean, look at how many times, um, Princess Peach has died (Peach - really Kieran? What is it with fuckin bisexuals?). I’ll just slip between you and take what you’re giving and give it to him in a gentler way”. Michael considered this, then reached over to the coffee table. “I’ll do it, if you do something for me” He brandished the Popstarz candy pacifier. It was coated in white powder. I guessed it wasn’t Sherbet. “Stick this in your gob Stu, you talk way too much!” What the fuck? I was outraged. But I also still wanted to get a go on Michael before we had to leave, so I threw my pride out the window and took the baby soother off of him. Popping it in my mouth I suppressed a gag at the artificial cherry taste and wondered what the powder was – oh fuck my mouth was going numb – I guess it was coke then. And sniffing the plastic holder, I got a distinct smell of ass. I pulled it out for a second and went to ask if it’d been in someone’s ass. It came out as “Hab dib bin in sobbumz ahz?” JP and Andrew lost their shit. Well not literally – Pedro’s couch was stained enough as it was – but the pair of them burst out laughing at me – like a right pair of fuckin hyenas. Andrew said something about where was Pedro’s camera phone when you needed it. Turning back to the others I saw Kieran grin at me as Michael pulled out. Moving down to his hot shaved hole I probed it with my increasingly-sluggish tongue – I guess rimming wasn’t an option, and as I pulled back I noticed a sticky patch on his muscular buttcheek – it tasted of cherry – “et tu Brutus?” Well… I thought that. What I actually said to Kieran was “ed du bubuh”. Kieran snickered at my accusation (or would have, if he wasn’t licking Michael’s seven inch dick clean) and so I did what came naturally to him. I shoved my dick into him all in one thrust. Payback’s a bitch Kieran! Needless to say Princess Peach didn’t win that lap either. I could feel Michael line up behind – his body hair brushing off of every inch of me. I turned back to him and took out the pacifier. “Kib me” I asked, and he smirked then bent down to cup my face in his hands and deeply kiss me. Michael’s big hairy body dwarfed mine. I felt tiny as with one hand he was holding my face in place for a crushingly deep snog and with the other was one-handedly squeezing lube from a Durex Play bottle (no mean feat!) and slicking up my hole. I shoved myself deep into Kieran, his muscular ass massaged my swollen cock. Meanwhile I spread my cheeks wide for Michael. “Fug meh” I called back and waited… …and waited some more …and turning around I saw Michael waiting and pointing to my right hand – the pacifier. …Oh fine! I popped it back in my mouth and went back to waiting. This time Michael was quick and locked his cock in with my hole relatively hassle-free. Giving a few experimental shoves, I took a few seconds to get used to his size – easily 6/7 inches in girth. Then when he saw we were both ready, he slowly started to push deeper and faster. I waited till he got a decent rhythm going and then synced up with him to start moving in and out of Kieran’s tight muscle hole. It took concentration, and every time Michael sped up a little I’d to quickly have to catch up and hope Kieran would adapt. There are a few schools of thought on the Lucky Pierre – some think that the LP should stay still and enjoy the attention from the bottom and top. Others feel that the LP should act as a conduit between the Top and bottom, and relay messages. Still others think the LP should be the only moving part in the sandwich as the others stay still. I’ve tried all three and like most sex positions it completely depends on the guys you’re fucking, and most importantly on their sense of rhythm. With swarthy Spanish Pedro – I’d be able to try a lot of different LP movements, but with tall Scottish Michael, he was a bit stiff, so I quickly settled for the third option – me doing all the work. Motioning Michael to slow down to a halt I built up my own rhythm and soon I had Kieran’s hole swallowing my shaft while impaling myself back onto Michael’s thick monster. He was chemically hard, so there was that slight difference in feeling as I shoved myself back on him – a little less give, less sponginess – more like a dildo than a dick. Not a major complaint, and believe me – I’m a huge supporter of Viagra and Cialis and the like, too many DFOs have been pretty much aborted early by a lack of hard dick – and I was happy to see this party to full term. Ok that’s a weird metaphor… I settled into a decent fuck rhythm - more of a canter than a gallop, and I know for a fact that Kieran appreciated it – Bisexuals can often be a little inexperienced with one sex, if they’re not 50/50 and Kieran was no exception. He didn’t know how to take charge as a bottom and slow Michael down. It wasn’t Michael’s fault, he was at the other side of his high – and eager to tap all the ass around him, especially since he knew we four would be leaving in a short while. Later, I’d be doing the same thing when I arrived halfway through a sex party (the same one in Amsterdam with the couple and the cocaine) to find a hot beardy Spanish stud who looked the spit of Peto Coast, who was in the process of dressing and was about to leave. He had his leather jacket and t-shirt on, and was pulling up some pants over his jockstrap. I copped the situation and excusing myself from the hosts for a short while, I guided the Spaniard into the front room and told him I needed to taste his ass before he left. The guy was pretty fucked-out at that point, but humoured me. He bent over a chair and let me eat out his hairy top ass for five minutes. I never even got his name. It’s all about being aware of more than yourself – which is hard considering the effects of most of the drugs you take. Let’s just say it wouldn’t be the last time someone told me I was talking too much. Or the last time someone told Andrew he was hogging all the hard dicks. Or the last time people complained that Don was too rough, or that Pedro’s music taste was …inappropriate for group-play, or that Richard was always on the computer. We all have our “ids” that come out in force and our superego shuts up for a while. It’s one of the fun things with drugs, but also one of the messier things. Michael reached around a massive hand and pulled back my chest to lean in and kiss me on the lips but the pacifier was in the way, so he settled on the nape of my neck. As I leant back I felt in perfect rhythm slotting between the two. After a while Michael, eyes even more dilated, pulled out and went behind JP. I looked over to see the Trekky take Michael for a short while before ducking out and offering Michael Andrew’s ass. JP wasn’t that experienced as a bottom and I knew Michael wouldn’t be patient enough for him. Interestingly Andrew was pretty focussed on the game and didn’t think much of JP pulling out, so when he turned back to see that it was now Michael instead of JP that had been thrusting into him for a while, his shocked expression was priceless. I laughed out loud and pulling out the pacifier, I said “that was a moment for Pedro’s phone”. Ah good, my speech was returning. JP slotted in behind me for a while and at this stage our buzz had dwindled to a sort of blissed out buzz. On the couch, the five of us shortly fell into mutual oral, daisy-chaining, licking and kissing and stroking. After a while Michael, still way more energetic than us, said that it had been fun, but he was going to check out the main bedroom. After a bit more swapping spit and grinding and gentle fingering, I remembered to look at the clock. It was 9.15. I told the lads, and we all got up and headed to the bathrooms. Kieran and I headed into the spare bedroom where Finn was being spit-roasted by Pedro and Tomasz. I explained we were going to head to Pedro and just needed to shower. He paused in fucking Finn – he looked really intense and nodded toward the bathroom. He grunted “you go in first” and grabbed Kieran by the back of his head “rim me chico!”, and guided Kieran to his hole. I left, a little sad to be ordered away so brusquely – and I thought chico was my name! As I walked into the en-suite I saw why Pedro had ordered me in first. On the toilet lid were some bloody syringes and a plastic tube and some drugs – Kieran would’ve freaked! I gingerly moved the needles to inside a cabinet and the drugs and tube I placed on top of them. After a quick shower and trying to douche as much as possible with an unscrewed shower hose, I waited for Kieran and told Pedro what I did with all the stash. He grinned at me and nodded over to the windowsill. “Have you taken your own bits and bobs?” I went over and found my stash of MDMA and pills. I nabbed one of the bottles of poppers we’d chipped in for earlier too, just in case we’d use them back at Andrew’s. Heading to the main bathroom Kieran and I found our clothes and JP and Andrew douching. When we all were ready, I popped into the kitchen and stole the makings of two Michael’s joints – I figured he owed me for the making me wear a pacifier. Then remembering that Pedro’s phone was in a pile of Finn’s clothes, I fished it out and left it where it would be found. Finally ready, we popped our heads into the main and spare bedrooms, soaked up one last time the squalid orgy scenes and said our goodbyes. At the exit of the apartment block we saw someone had egged Tim’s Edinburgh Pride jeep – fucking Glasgow! –though to be fair – they could’ve egged it because it said Edinburgh also! Still, the mood that weekend when I met Kieran and JP, who would become future fuckbuds as well as Andrew, as well as my future dealers Pedro and Don, was special, and wasn’t even dampened by our coming down, the PEP treatment or my embarrassing attempts at flirting with Elyas later that sleepless night (I eventually fucked him but that’s another story). Kieran and JP even helped me move my stuff after the clinic on the Monday – Andrew – the poor fucker, had to work that evening. That night we had an informal housewarming and the boys met Harry and his sister Artie who came over with wine. My other new housemates Sabine and Stefan showed their faces for a bit, though Sabine left early enough and made Stefan leave with her. Kieran showed us a few moves of the highland sword dance and flirted his hole off with both Artie and Harry before getting the last bus back to Carlisle. I even managed to save one of Michael’s joints for Bill and Harry’s expert opinion – they were fuckin baying for his number before the joint was even finished. It was the first of many parties in that house and the beginning of a fantastic if somewhat messy chapter in my life. All in all, a great fucking weekend in Glasgow!

Part XI Well, what a conflict. Just wanted to see a really huge cock and had but had also ended up sucking it to full hardness and then let him dominate me into letting him fuck me with that huge pole. Then he tells me he is poz on top of that. What the hell was I thinking about. That is what comes from thinking with my small head. Now, either I have to explain to my boyfriend what I had done or trick him somehow into coming with me on that trail and fool around and let the guy fuck my boy too. I had never seen him bottom before. How was I going to do that. He doesn't like hiking that much either. Oh, worry, worry. I decided to try and tease my boy into going with me. First, I got my big cock poz guy to take a few pics of his cock, but not showing all of it, just enough to draw interest and curiosity. Then I plied by boy by teasing him with my ass. Then telling him there sure were a lot of guys walking the trails where I went and some had some really nice looking butts and cocks. Then I, accidently on purpose, left my puter on with one of the tease pics from my poz guy. It showed nothing but the huge head of his cock with a caption about how long and bid around it was. I then left my laptop sitting on desk leading to bathroom where my boy was sure to see it on the way to there. I know he saw it as when he came back to bed he was hard as a rock and fucked the hell out me. I then left another one on that showed my poz guy's balls and a note about how big they were and how much cum they could hold to spurt out when needed. After each time I left a pic out my boy would come back to bed and just plain plow my hole for all he was worth and fill me full of his cream. I was loving it, but had to keep track of what was going on, too, as when my boy wasn't plowing my hole all I could do was think about that huge cock plowing me really good and deep and thinking about that poz cum made me wild for some reason, too. My boy was also asking questions about that cock I seemed to be always looking at, wink, wink. I told him it was one of the guys who hiked the trails I went to. I told him we had taken a break at about the same place once and had talked a bit and exchanged emails. I told him that ever since he had sent me some pics of his cock for fun to tease me with. I just thought they were fun. My boy said he would love to see if it really was as big as he was telling me. After a couple of weeks of this my boy finally asked if he could come with me on my next hike. I smiled and told him I would love for him to come as I loved doing everything with him. I told him we should go the next morning for sure and he agreed saying he sure hoped that guy would be around so he could get a look at that huge cock once. This really made me smile as it seemed like he had more interest than just wanting to see it. When my boy went to the bathroom, I quickly sent a message to the poz guy telling him that my boy was coming with me in the morning for a hike and he might want to be around to see what would happen. I got a message back quickly saying he would try to be there but wasn't completely sure of his schedule yet. I was a little disappointed but sent him back that I sure hoped he could make it. My boyfriend and I arrived and it was a really nice warm day for a hike. We both decided to just wear our shoes and socks and jocks and shorts only as we thought that while hiking we would get too warm with a shirt of any kind on. We started out and then turned off on the route most guys used and most of them nude or with just their shoes and socks on. We had hiked a short distance when we encountered the first person we had seen and very naked but in good shape guy with what looked to be a very nice uncut cock walking along the opposite direction. We exchanged hellos and kept on going, caught my boy looking over his shoulder at the guy walking away, so I looked also and he did seem to have a nice ass too. We ran into about 5 or 6 guys like this over the next approx. 2 miles we hiked but none were my poz guy at all. We decided to return then and took another route that would take us by where the poz guy had fucked me before. As we got close to that spot I veered off the trail and had my boy follow me and took him right to where the deed had been done. I then dropped to my knees and started to play with my boy's cock through his shorts and then tugged them and his jock down and soon had my mouth wrapped around his cock and sucking him good. I was really horny being where I had last been fucked by someone other than my guy and a poz one to boot. I sucked for a while and then stood up and we were then kissing and running our hands all over each other while getting rid of our clothes completely. Then my boy pushed me down and onto my back and was soon burying his tongue in my hole and then running a couple of fingers in me too to loosen me up some. This went on for about 10 minutes and then he pulled his fingers out and rammed his cock in me deep as it would go on one thrust. I pushed my hips up and into him to make sure every bit of his cock got in all the way. He then proceeded to pound the hell out of my hole. He got a good rhythm going and I was really enjoying it when I saw a movement out of the corner of my eye. I turned my head and there about 25 feet away was my poz guy in all his glory. Stark naked and his cock pointing straight into the sky hard and beautiful. I barely was able to whisper to my boy that he was here watching I was so caught up in the excitement. My boy turned his head to looke and the poz guy let him see him for just a second and turned and walked away into the trees. My boy yelled hey, come back here a minute, but there was no answer and by the time we got untangled and ran up there, the guy was nowhere to be seen. My boy told me he barely got a glimpse of that cock before it was gone. Damn, he didn't see enough to tell exactly what he had seen. We didn't even finish our sex we had started but just hiked back to the car and went home. We were both somewhat discouraged by the day's events.

I had been waiting patiently for my sons 18th birthday. It was finally almost here. Two more days. Two more days till he would finally be of some use to me. Until now the pathetic little emo brat had been nothing but a burden. But in two days he would finally start fufilling some purpose and no longer be a total waste of his daddy's cum. Granted, I had only had to look after him for the last two years, but it was a hassell. I knocked his mother up when were 17. I tried to make her get an abortion, but her parents wouldn't let her. Some religious bullshit reason. When I was 18, I was sent to prison for 15 years for armed robbery trying to get money to take care of the "accident". So yea I blamed him for being incarerated. Prison changes you. I entered as a teenage punk and left a hardened ex-con. The first five years I was a prison bitch, owned by the toughest fucker in the joint. He claimed me the second day I was in there, raping me in the showers. For five years I gave up my pussy to him and anyone he sold me to. Then he got shanked in the yard. Another guy tried to claim me, but I was older, wiser, and stronger. I fought for myself this time, and earned some respect. Soon I had my own prison pussy, a scrawny little bitch. I owned him until I was released. When I got out, I was able to find a shitty job and managed to find a dump of a trailer to live in. That's when the bitch showed up on my steps with our kid and his suitcase. She just dumped him with me and took off with some bikers. I could have just kicked him out on the street, but he was my blood. And like I said, prison changes you. I had developed a taste of hot boy ass, and the power of owning it. So I took him in knowing he'd be legal in two years. Now the wait was almost over. The cumstain had no idea what his future was going to hold for him. I had been planning and preparing for this day. I had saved up and bought a state of the art digital camera, knowing it was an investment for what I was going to make off the boy. The morning of his birthday, he came out to the living room to find me sitting in my chair, smoking, wearing just a pair of dirty boxerbreifs, my chest and arms of prison tatoos on full display. He started to get some cereal in the kitchen, but I called him over. "Its your birthday son," I started. "I have a little present for you." I handed him a glass pipe with some crystals in it. Now, I know he's done drugs. I've smelled pot and alcohol on him many times. But I don't know what else he's done. I knew he knew what I had just handed him. "Go ahead son, you're a man now. Join Daddy in a smoke." He was a little hesitant, but I pushed it up to his lips and lit a lighter, melting the crystals. He took a big bit, coughing out a large white cloud. "Go ahead, take another one son." I encouraged him. He took another big hit, not coughing so much. I kept encouraging him to take more, and the dumb bitch didn't even realize I wasn't hitting it. After his 6th big hit, the pipe was empty and he flopped back on the couch. I knew he was flying, and I knew it was time for his real present. He wasn't wearing a shirt or shoes, so it was really easy to rip his jeans and underwear off of him. "What the fuck Dad?" he started, but a couple hard slaps across his face silenced him. "Shut the fuck up boy!" I ordered him. "The free ride is over. From now on you're going to earn your existence!" His skinny,pale body was no match for my pumped up muscles. I had had him naked and on his stomach before he knew what hit him. Ripping off my shorts I lined up my hard 8 inch cock up to his hole, and spit a couple loogies on my dick for lube. Holding his shoulders down I forced my cock in his virgin hole as hard as I could. He howled as I breached his ass ring, pushing my mushroom head into him and continuing till I was buried to my balls. I felt a warm wetness surround my cock as his cherry was ripped apart. He thrashed and cried beneath me begging for me to stop. I just started fucking him hard and deep, loving the red that covered my dick everytime I pulled out. God damn it was nice to have some hot boy ass again! I was going to make him a great whore. I pulled all the way out, looking at his busted open pussy, red oozing out of it, and rammed back in to the hilt, causing more howling from the cunt. I just kept on pounding his new pussy over and over. Eventually he quieted down and actually started moaning, and soon was pushing his ass back on me. "That's right boy. Ride your daddy's cock. Feel good boy? That's the cock that made your worthless life bitch. But now you have a purpose! You're going to be my whore and make daddy lots of money!" He just moaned beneath me as I talked dirty to him. "That's right bitch, moan for me. I know your faggot ass loves it. This is why you were born! Now take my cum. Take your daddy's cum in your whore cunt!" I pumped my son full of my cum as his pussy milked me dry, sucking my sperm deep in his guts. When I finished breeding his new cunt, I unloaded with a torrent of piss, making him my urinal. "Don't worry about school, I said, pulling out of him as his ravaged hole leaked piss and cum, "you won't be going there anymore. You'll be too busy working for me!" I turned off the camera knowing I had something totally hot to sell on the internet.

Firstly, this is a true story although I might have changed a few names and to make it read OK, I can’t remember all the conversations so a bit of poetic license. The picture on my profile is me, hello, and I’m athletically fit and work out regularly with a good firm stomach and defined six pack. I’ve also got a nice eight inch uncut cock and smooth bubble butt (which I keep hairless as I love a smooth ass). I’m 31 and HIV positive and have been since November 2013 but my conversion was not an accident, rather it came about because I wanted to get bred in style, so to speak, and I specifically hoped I would to convert after playing at a BB party which was held in early August, 2013, and which was specifically hosted for those chasing. The party had been organised by Jeremy, (Jez), a 46 year old positive guy living in Acton in West London who advertised the party on BBRT. His profile specifically stated he was positive and that he had a high viral load. If you’ve ever requested a party invitation on BBRT you’ll know that if the guy isn’t online he may take some time to come back to you. So it was on this occasion. Although when I sent my request, there were already 30 odd guys who were listed as going. Perusing the list showed guys ranging in age from 24 to 56 and since this is the real world, they weren’t all super fit studs, (sadly) or more-or-less those with whom I would want to play, but there were definitely a few guys on there that floated my boat. One in particular, a 32 year old muscle hunk named Jamie was certainly fucking hot and dangerously positive. The party requirements were for neg bottom or versatile guys and for ideally poz guys with high viral load. Undetectable guys would be invited if there was space. The poz guys also needed to be top or versatile. The party acceptance list showed that there were about 16 poz guys going and 14 neg or no status on their profile, which, of course, could mean more poz guys. Either way it looked like good odds to get knocked up. And to me, well I’m a gay guy living in London. I moved here when I was in my late teens for University and ended up staying as I love the place. Not to mention it is great for a single gay slut boy like myself who needs it as often as he can and as dirty as he can, although to be fair I’d become more and more depraved as I gotten older. I’d been barebacking totally since I was 25 having had a few fuck buds I’d do it with before then. Then I just realised I loved it raw so sauna sex became all the easier as no one really bothered with rubber in there anyway. God knows how I managed to stay neg until 29, but I did. And I knew I had taken poz loads. In fact on those few occasions where I was being fucked by a guy who had either told me upfront that he was poz, or who was sporting the bio hazard tattoo, the sex was more thrilling than any I had had before. The thrill came from the specific danger that the top could change my life for ever. It was why I knew I needed to be pozzed: so I could breed too. A few days before the party, I still not had received an acceptance to my request, and I seriously thought about cancelling my request as I was playing over the likely scenario in my mind, which led to the question 'What the fucking hell was I doing?' But I didn’t cancel and the day before the party I (and another 20 or so guys) received an acceptance, so the prospective headcount was somewhere around 50 guys with the result I found myself hoping the host had a big house. Naturally I looked over the list of attendees, and to my pleasure I found quite a few by whom I wanted to be fucked. The guys ranged in age from 20 to 60, and about 60% were listed as poz, which led me to think 'We neg boys are gonna be fucked to death. Literally'. The party was an overnight affair starting on Saturday afternoon and finishing Sunday afternoon and so the day of the party I made sure my man cunt was douched thoroughly, and I also pre-stretched, using my biggest dildo. I took the tube and arrived at the party house at 2:00 PM, an hour before the official starting time of 3:00 PM. The party house was a huge Victorian semi-detached villa with at least four floors that I could see from the street. As I approached I found several other early arriving guests who were being checked-in by a man who was ticking off names on a clipboard. Although I had downed a couple of beers before I left my house, I sensed a bit of awkwardness, so I specifically greeted the guys who were waiting in line. The guy at the door was a cute lad, mid 20’s, athletic and dressed in shorts only so you could see his nice smooth chest and pert little nipples. He was friendly with a nice smile. “Profile name?” he asked, looking me over. “I’m Adame24” I said and he looked at his clipboard. “Yep got you” he said ticking my name off. “Neg boy” he said, smiling back at me. “Not for long, I hope,” I replied, returning his smile. “Make your way in and you’ll find the dining room on the left is the locker room. Take you kit off and store your clothing in a bag then head to the lounge. It’s naked only” he instructed. “Thanks” I replied stepping past him into the hallway. “I’ll check you out later” he said, winking at me. I grinned back as I walked through the door he had identified. I presumed from his last statement he was poz and without a doubt I looked forward to taking his load. I found three other guys getting undressed as I entered and they all looked at me and grinned as I started removing clothes. I followed the guys down the hall and towards the music and chatter. The house was very big and entering the lounge it seemed long and vast and quite full of naked guys. Even allowing for the fact that the party had 50 acceptances, you could reasonably expect some wouldn’t turn up but I’d have to say there was over 40 guys there. I didn’t really know where to go at first but I saw a large table set up with drinks so headed for it, and in route I got quite a few glances from the guys, even if when squeezing past the men, my cock was somewhat timid, even if I would say even if flaccid my cock was still impressive. There were all sorts of guys here and I scanned around looking for Jamie. I hadn’t yet seen him but I did spot a few other muscled up lads, the younger guys weren’t bad either especially one who looked like a teenager and was getting plenty of stares. Some of the older guys too were doing it for me although there were some that had plainly gone to seed but none were really fat so I guessed our host had been picky in his acceptances. I felt my ass being handled and turned to see a guy of my age, he had shaved head and short stubbly beard but his bod was as taught as mine. He was hot and, judging by his semi-erect cock, he had a big one. “Hey fella” he remarked in what sounded to be an Australian accent. “Hi, you okay?” I asked as I turned to face him. “That’s one fine ass,” he replied, grinning broadly. “Thanks. You’re not so bad yourself.” “You chasing?” “I am," I replied with a smile. “Superb, mate,” he said. I notice his cock was swelling-up as we talked. “You?” I asked suspecting he was about to say what I wanted to hear. “No mate, I’m gifting” he answered, giving me a welcoming smile. I smiled while my cock got hard. Before we could do anything about it the music suddenly went silent and someone cleared his throat loudly. “Guys could I have your attention please.” I looked over as the naked bodies parted to show our host, Jez, stark naked too with a massive dick hanging between a reasonably toned body. He was a fine looking Daddy type with nice pecs and some chest hair. “Guys, welcome to my house. I’m Jez and I’ve organised this weekend’s soirée to help out a few of my negative friends and also some of my positive ones. Firstly, I love breeding and here tonight are 28 like minded guys who love to breed and pass on their DNA.” There was a few ripples of nervous laughter as he paused. “We are also joined by 16 negative boys who are totally fucked up presumably and chasing positive loads,” he continued again with a smattering of laughter. “So for the rules. You may use all but the very top floor which is roped off. All the rooms and beds are made for whatever depraved fucking you want to get up to. If you’re into piss could you do that in the bathrooms and please, no scat tonight.” He said looking towards two guys who looked away at his stare. Presumably he knew something about them we didn’t. “There’s lube all-round the house and anyone found using a condom will be asked to politely fuck off. You'll find drinks in this room and also you’ll find a stash of Viagra, poppers, tooth brushes and weed in here. If you’ve got anything harder then please feel free although please don’t burn my house down. There are towels in all the bathrooms and please shower as often as you want. We have food in the kitchen so help yourself.” “So the main event: all you neg guys are bottom or versatile so please pick up a red arm band from the table so we know who you are. Everyone else is obviously a top. And so you know, every top is not only positive but has a high viral load. A few boys clinically have AIDs. There are no undetectable guys here. Neg boys, make sure you try and take everyone’s load before you revisit guys again. You can’t refuse a cock either so get pissed and high and get horny for us breeders. Dirtier the better please. Some of us tops are versatile and I can understand a top taking cock while waiting for his erection to 'recharge', but make sure you're a top, make sure you take cock from the versatile neg boys so as not to waste any charged loads on a poz lad. Finally, tonight is about converting 16 neg fuckers into breeders. We have our duty cut out for us, boys, so let’s get dirty.” With that he finished his introductory speech and there was a polite round of applause and cheers. I turned back to the table and saw a pile of red arm bands. Slowly guys were picking them up and I did too wearing it on my right arm, my badge of shame. Negative and ready to be deflowered. The Aussie top grabbed my ass again and turning we kissed hard as he gripped my now erect cock. “Let’s find some space” he said, pulling me by my cock. He tugged me, letting go as we made our way passed bodies to an inviting leather chair in the corner. Aussie sat down and with his now erect 7 inches of thick cock pointing up he pulled me down and we kissed again. He started to jack my cock but I went down on him and took him fully in my mouth devouring his thick manhood. I licked the precum off and worked him hard while he moaned and pushed my head down hard, face fucking me a little. After a while he told me he wanted to fuck me so I swivelled round taking some lube and fingering it up my hole and smearing his cock. I slowly lowered myself down onto him as he sat there. He pushed up to meet my cunt and I felt his cock slowly penetrate my ring. I’d stretched my hole well today so I easily slid down his dick feeling him inside me. I started to lift up then dropped back down as I felt him meet my rising and falling. His cock felt good and my own banged against my stomach as I fucked him, sniffing on a bottle of poppers. We did this for a few minutes but I wanted to kiss my top so I got off, turned and knelt my legs either side of him and slid back down onto him again. Now I could kiss him which we immediately did and Aussie boy started fucking me. It felt so good being fucked and I steadied myself on the arms of the chair as he plowed my cunt. He was grunting louder and louder, “You want my poz load bitch?” he grunted through thrusts. “Fuck me, poz me “, I moaned back. He suddenly went into overdrive and fucked me fast and deep before I felt him slow and groan loudly. He held me hard on his shaft as I felt his cock twitch in me. His highly toxic load was pumping deep in my guts. We kissed hard while he kept his cock inside me making sure I got every drop. Finally we broke the kiss and I got off him. I could feel drips coming down my leg and reaching down I wiped it up with my hand. Looking at the liquid on my fingers I licked them clean savouring his and my juices. “Dirty bitch” he said grinning at me. “Fuck you later” and with that he got up and walked off. I got back to the table and watched a number of guys fucking before I saw my next breeder coming towards me. It was a younger guy of early twenties and he wasn’t what you’d call fit but he was good looking and smooth. His cock looked to be 6 inches or so and quite thick. “Follow me” he said, which I did obligingly We walked out the lounge and upstairs, I could hear fucking going on everywhere with moans, grunts, smacking and screams audible from every direction. My next top led me to a small room which had two floor mats. Two guys were already on one fucking like mad and he pulled me down on the other. No small talk, he knew what he wanted and pushed me on my back, lifting my legs up to expose my hole. He had lubed his cock and was plunging it into me within moments. I lay back watching him fuck me, his face was emotionless and he stared into my eyes pumping in and out of me. I grabbed his face and pulled it down and we kissed hard, our tongues dueling together.“Fuck me baby.” I moaned at him biting his bottom lip. He doubled his efforts and was hammering away at me for ages. The two guys besides us had obviously cum and they got up only to be replaced by another couple. Usually I like plenty of positions if I’m being fucked this long but he seemed to like missionary best and after a while I could sense he was close. “You want my toxic cum?” he asked me through gritted teeth. “Yes baby” I replied “Breed me” He pumped what must have been a heavy load in my ass as he came with a long, loud moan, cumming hard. I could feel him inside me. We lay together for a few more minutes, his heart was pumping so fast and his cock stayed inside my cunt. Finally he got of me and without a kiss said, “Thanks” and left the room. I felt like such a slut but to the side I could see the two guys in their thirties fucking missionary too. I lay still and watched the guy on his back getting fucked and he saw me grinning with beckoning eyes. I moved over and we started kissing while the top was fucking him. He tasted of smoke but it was hot to French kiss him while his ass hole was being invaded by another lad. I heard the door open and looking up another guy had poked his head round, he saw my available ass hole and was down with me in moments. I carried on kissing the guy and felt my legs being lifted and a new cock invading my hole. This felt bigger and I turned to look at the guy now about to fuck me, he was 40's, OK build, bit hairy but clearly a good size cock on him. He also had a few bruises on his skin and deep sores which I guessed could mean he was one of the guys with Aids. I turned back to the lad being fucked and we continued kissing as I felt the first thrusts in me. For a few minutes we were both being fucked and I carried on with the hottie while being fucked by the older guy. The guy fucking him suddenly started groaning and slowed as he was clearly cumming in the guy’s ass. He grinned at us both and after a few moments pulled out and got up. The guy stayed on his back and pulled me into another kiss as my ass was getting a serious pounding now. This guy was doing a good job of stretching me and I was really enjoying his efforts. Finally after a few more minutes he started to slow and moan and looking round he came in me. I could feel his cock twitch as he dumped his load. “I hope you like Aids” he said as he pulled out of me. I looked round and thanked him as he left the two of us. “Lick me out” the guy lying next to me said. I grinned and went down on his sloppy ass hole, it was quite full of spunk and there was blood mixed in the residue dripping out. I feltched the guy. I do love licking loads out of used sloppy ass holes. He must have had a few loads in there as I got quite a mouth full. I didn’t swallow immediately and we ended up snowballing the toxic spluge together and sharing. “Do me” I said and he did the same for me, licking me clean. Again we kissed and snowballed. “You just bottom?” he said finally breaking the kiss. “No I top too” I said grinning back. “Cool lets meet later I’d love you inside me” he said and with that we kissed and got up, looking for more poz boys. I went back to the lounge and grabbed another beer, there were less guys in here now but still plenty of fucking going on. I grabbed another bottle of poppers and a tooth brush. The latter was there to rough the anal passage up so we’d bleed and help the virus invade our blood stream. I needed to know tonight was worth it so I decided to make certain. The rest of the afternoon and evening blurred into a right royal fuck session with various highs and a few lows. The highs were getting double penetrated by the host and his fuck slut boyfriend who turned about to be the fit lad on the door I’d met earlier. They were really hot and stretched me so wide on their big double bed. I got fucked by a nice toned black guy while I took a quick shower and was happy to down a few guys piss while they came in to use the toilet. Black cock fucking my ass and guys depositing their piss in my mouth. Of course I did get a bit spit roasted too. But the pièce de résistance came around 11pm when Jamie suddenly honed into view. I hadn’t seen this fucking stud all night so maybe he turned up late but he saw me, came straight towards me, grabbed me and we were kissing hard without saying a word to each other. His muscular arms were gripping me hard. I could feel his fat dick between us. “Come” he said in a deep voice. I got dragged to a bedroom and luckily the bed had just been vacated so he threw me backwards on the wet sheets. He pulled my legs up and went down on my exposed sloppy ass hole. His tongue was inside me faster than a ferret up a drain pipe. He was eating me out so good, with fingers invading me too. I wanked my cock as he rimmed me. Finally he came up for air, pulled me towards him roughly and then spat the spludge into my face and mouth. Then started licking it off before kissing me hard again. We shared it between us but this guy was in total control and was holding me down as he kissed me. He bit my lip too and was on my nipples painfully biting them. I like rough but this guy was going to be leaving marks, I could tell. His fat dick kept banging my stomach and I was so horny to feel it inside me but Jamie was in control of me. I gripped his tight and pert bum cheeks forcing him down onto me and lifting my legs to expose my cunt to his cock. He didn’t need asking twice, he pulled up, grabbed my legs and pushed them towards my chest, then aimed his fat dick at my hole and pushed straight in. He didn’t even wait and luckily I was loose enough to accommodate him, just. He still hurt though and I actually screamed out. “Shut it bitch” he commanded and I fell silent and bit my lip. He went into hammer drive pretty quickly too and was fucking me deep and fast. I just about kept up but since he was slapping my face and squeezing my throat, slowly shutting of my oxygen, I had other things to think about too. I was so turned on and honestly a little scared but too horny to care. He kept on plowing my ass hard and although I was having difficulty drawing breath I was enjoying it so much. He finally let go of my throat so I could breathe then pulled out. Flipped me over on my front and dragged me onto all fours towards his cock then plowed back into me and carried on fucking me. He got deeper if anything and I was in heaven as he hit all my spots. I heard the door open and some guys came in but Jamie told them to watch only or fuck off. It seemed I was his bitch and he didn’t want to share. The guys stayed and watched Jamie continued to pummel my cunt and was slapping my ass so hard, I knew I’d have hand marks for weeks. No word of a lie, over the next hour ish, he fucked me in so many positions taking ages to cum. He was amazing and just kept going, we did get a bit of an audience although I noticed it turned into guys fucking around us. When he eventually came I was riding him on his back as he practically pulled my nipples off. He groaned loudly as he pumped his jizz in me and I crashed down on his cock to squeeze every drop out of him. It was the most amazing fuck and honestly he’s up there as one of the best tops I ever fucked. A real stallion. I collapsed on top of his sweaty body and lay there feeling him breathing fast. He pulled my face to his and we kissed long and hard again. Now that he’d cum he’d turned into a lover boy and we lay kissing for ages, feeling each other. Finally I got off his dick which was still in me. He was still hard too but the rules said we had to take cock from everyone before repeats. I must admit I was ready to go again but he pushed me off and said later. I was a bit disappointed but only for a micro second as two other guys were clambering on the bed next to me and were clearly about to rape me too. I kept fucking until about 5am but there were a few guys flagging by now with couples snoozing together after presumably fucking first. I think I’d had about 15 loads by now and had cum a few times. I’d used the tooth brush to rough up my ass a couple of times too or if truth be told I’d used any I found lying around of which they all had blood on them already. My cunt was certainly loose and sore by now but I saw a space on the settee in the lounge and sat down for a quick nap. No sooner had I closed my eyes than my cock was being sucked and looking down I saw the guy I’d feltched earlier staring up at me with his lips round my shaft. He had a couple of fingers in my cunt too but I knew he wanted to ride me and after a while of sucking me he knelt over me and slid down on my cock. I hadn’t topped all night so it felt great to fuck him. We kissed loads and I liked gripping his throat and squeezing as I tweaked his nipples hard. He didn’t complain and we fucked for ages. I got him on all fours at one point and was slapping his ass with gay abandon. After finally dumping my load down his throat, as he wanted to taste me, we collapsed in a hot sweaty mass and ended up sleeping together for a while. I woke up with him at 8 and he kissed me and left to find someone else to breed him. I got some quick breakfast and couldn’t even manage that without getting a blow job from a cute 20 year old lad who was neg too. I told him to take his arm band off and we found a spot so I could fuck him, he was just too cute to resist. The rest of the morning I needed to make sure I got a few more loads and I couldn’t remember everyone who’d fucked me (with a few exceptions) so I just took what came my way. Now that’s a real slut for you! I took another six loads by midday but there was a definite air of finality by now as I suspected the tops were tiring and so by 2pm Jez called to everyone to come back to the lounge and slowly guys did. “OK guys, we’ll call it a day. All you neg boys please let me know your test results and I’ll post to everyone to see how many we converted. I hope you all get what you deserve you dirty fuckers” he said grinning. There was another round of applause and that was that. So here’s the thing, I know I took two dirty loads a week before the party. Yep I should probably have said that at the beginning but in my book it was this party that changed my life. Three weeks later I actually got fuck flu which I thought was a myth but I was ill for a week and sweated so bad. My glands were swollen for ages, I just couldn’t get right. I got tested in October and got a text message from the clinic on November 12th 2013 to say I was positive. Epilogue – Happy to say I met up with Jamie again and again and again. He’s so fucking hot. I’m also breeding my pretty little ass off although I’m currently undetectable.

My phone lit up telling me I had a e-mail. I was surprised to see that it was a craigslist reply. I had been cruising the casual encounters section a few days before and replied with pictures to one that said "2 horny tops looking for a bottom" The reply had a phone number and a address with the message saying your hot you want to play tonight? It was friday and I didn't have any plans other than sitting home beating off to some porn. So I text him back saying saying sounds fun what time you want to hook up he ask if I could be there by 8 I said yea that shouldn't be a problem so few hours went by and I was getting more and more excited looking at the craigslist posting over and over one had a thick 8 in uncut cock and other had a long skinny 9 inch cut pierced cock. i showered and used at least 10 or 12 water enemas till I knew my lil pink hole was squeaky clean. I shaved my cock and balls and shaved my ass and bootyhole keeping it nice and smooth . I am 5'9 155 lbs 30 inch waste Brown hair Blue eyes a very average 6 inch cock I had hooked up with maybe 8 guys my entire life so i wasn't a virgin by any definition of the word. I am only 22 years old I had just finished getting my degree in electrical engineering and maintenance. I still living at parents house so I let them know, I was going to stay night with friends. I dressed in my khakis and a button up shirt and a tight blue jock strap. I grabbed four or five condoms from my dresser drawer and my astroglide gel I looked at the time seeing it was 5 min after 7 I knew I had 35 or 40 min drive ahead of me just to get to the address. I said bye to parents grabbed my lil overnight bag and was on my way. I couldn't help being horny the whole way there I couldn't wait to get that long cock down my throat as the uncut guy fucked me it seemed to take forever to get there. I finally pulled in where GPS said "arrived at your destination" I fired off text saying I'm here and walked to the door it was a really big house you could look at it and tell it was built about ac hundred years ago. The house had 3 stories and paint chipped off in several places and the bricks on the foundation were very well weathered. "Knock knock knock" The door opened and I see a tall guy with broad shoulders shaved head probably 6'3 250 lbs wearing a pair of black leather pants and leather vest I thought in my head he is fucking hot .He was very nice invited me in and walked me in asking me if I wanted a mix drink I said sure and he mixed me a very strong vodka and cranberry barely enough cranberry juice to color it pink I wasn't a big drinker, but I thought what the hell I'm not driving and figured it would take nervousness away a little. His name was Marrk and he told Me that John would be down as soon as he got out of shower. I sat there drinking my drink making small talk and he was ask if I liked sucking cock and ask if I was closeted I told him I am Bi and yes I do and yes I am in closet. I heard footsteps coming down the stairs they were loud because they old and wooden. And then i Saw John he was tall and skinny with glasses and semi long hair. He was wearing a small black see through tight shirt and a black pair of speedo looking undies I could see his long cock pushing on the thin material as it hung down his leg I was ready to suck it right then. "So you must be David" he proclaimed reaching the bottom of the stairs. I said that's me. He said are you ready to get started? I grabbed my drink and turned the entire glass up finishing it and shook my head and said yea I'm ready when you are. Marrk stood up and said come on and walked down hall I followed him as John walked behind me grabbing my ass as we went through the hallway I just smiled and kept following. We got to the very back room of the house and I stepped in. The lights were dimmed in there as y eyes adjusted and I looked around. There was a big 60" flat screen on the wall, and a king size bed with drawers built into the bed on the bottom,and a sex swing hanging with chains from a free standing metal frame with mirrors on top so you see yourself when looking up.I was getting more and more turned on and said you" have a entire adult play room" Marrk turned on tv and the laptop that was on nightstand as John said get some those clothes off. I instantly unbuttoned my pants kicked my shoes of got my shirt off till I was standing there in only my jockey. About that time I looked up seeing the tv had the internet displayed on it. Marrk ask me what kind of porn did I like "straight or gay? " I told him straight. It was very rare for me to watch any gay porn I just like straight porn better. He said what should we watch? I told him to try "interracial" he smiled saying that was one his favorites to. The screen went black for a second then the video started. There was a sexy lil blonde girl with 4 big black guys standing around her she dropped to her knees and I saw both Marrk and John standing on both sides of me so I did same thing the blonde did I went to my knees and John pulled his cock out first and started pulling my face towards his long hanging pierced I opened my mouth and started sucking him feeling him getting harder and harder as he shoved his cock into my throat I was choking and spit dripping all over my face he pulled it out of my mouth and said Get on the bed I got on bed and he strapped my arms to the top corners of matress he yanked my undies off and then I felt the leather belt like restraints tighten on both my wrist that's when I looked down and saw Marrk hooking my ankles to a metal bar it was impossible to close my legs after the restraints were tightened I was completely naked and tied to the bed that's when I looked back at the tv and this time Marrk was on a messenger of some kind with 6 or 8 different guys on there webcams then I saw the other screen that had me strapped down all the guys in the messenger could see me I said "what the fuck" John said shut up and just relax I layed back watching all these guys play with themselves looking at me then Marrk said 2 more for sure and maybe another 2. John said great. I interrupted "what's going on"? Let's fuck him while he still so tight Marrk told John and the internet audience John said ok let me get the stuff I saw he pulled a box out from the drawer in the bed it had a big bottle of "rush" poppers and a small baggy that was full of crystal clear shards and a syringe full of liquid and a bottle of lube.

I've known I'm into older men basically my entire life. I was probably 10 when I first discovered porn. I wasn't into young guys... I wanted bears. I liked them big and hairy, with huge cocks. I would watch Pro Wrestling and imagined that I was the one getting manhandled by the sexy performers. When I first started to understand my boners, I would fantasize about an older man using me to satisfy his needs. I once heard my mom talking about a "kept boy" and immediately googled what that was. My brain and my cock lit up. I didn't even care about the money part. The guy could be broke as a joke, as long as he was fucking me at his leisure six ways to Sunday. The thought of an older man keeping me on tap to use me whenever he wanted? Are you kidding me? That's the dream. The fantasy boiled down to what is somewhere between extreme D/s (Dom/sub... but also Daddy/son) and full on Master/slave. The way I imagined it, while he was at work, I would be at home, naked (except for a collar, cock cage, and leather harness... occasionally, I'd wear a jock strap if my cage had been taken off), ensuring my body was the way he liked it, ensuring the house was clean and Daddy was coming home to a freshly cooked meal. To the public, he was my Dad and I was his son. We could invent some story about how I was an accident he just found out about or something... those details didn't matter to me. To anyone he wished to know, I was a receptacle for cock and cum. When he came home, I sucked his cock while he enjoyed his dinner. He would fuck me whenever and however he wanted. If he was horny in the middle of the night, he would just stick it in me--I would always be ready to take him. Nobody would have to know that I wasn't his biological son. I was going to have enough of his DNA in me at either end that it didn't matter. It also didn't matter if his friends used me. If his brothers/cousins used me. If he was having a party, I could be the entertainment. If someone wanted to borrow me for a few nights, or even rent me? The only consent needed would be his. Daddy would know what was best for me. Let me reiterate: these were fantasies I had before I even hit puberty. After puberty, it only became stronger. My first boyfriend was really hairy and I was a total slut for him... but he didn't really appreciate me calling him Daddy. In fact, I've still not yet found a guy I can call Daddy. I believe it is an honor close to religious experience to have an older guy put his load in either of my holes. I've never understood the ageist twinks when I was in college. "Eww that older guy hit on me!" What the fuck is wrong with you? Drop to your knees and suck that man dry like the God he is. But then again... maybe I just have Daddy issues.

A willing Poz fella The guy had been messaging me for a while, you the type not to many details but was making suggestive playful messages of what he’d like to do with me. I was curious and after a few weeks told him to stop messaging me and get his fucking arse round. No contact well that’s that another timewaster. A month went past and I got the Hey message pop up it was the fella again, saying he couldn’t stop think about me fucking him and he asked me for a time to meet. Having deleted his mails I said stop it right there you send me a picture of your face body and arse before I’ll do anything. Next day this email arrived with attachments (his pictures) this fella was very early twenty’s at best, dark haired and very twinky, what surprised me has just how hairy he was for one so young (not my thing at all) anyway if he showed up I’d deal with that. Once again I explained that I was Poz and that I only fucked raw and that is exactly what he would get if he manned up and came round. Silence again…..then later he messaged me and said he was good with it. So I sent him my address and told him to be round first thing in the morning, still not expecting him to turn up. The next day I was awake early, logged on and he wasn’t on line, no show was running through my head….about 11am the door bell rang postman I thought WRONG John (name changed) had manned up… “Once you step in I’ll be owning your arse and you know what that means”, he nodded his head and stepped in. Right lets see I’m thinking closing and locking the door behind me, studying my prey about 5ft 8 no more than 130 pounds in the flesh not stunning looking but not bad either, “on your knees” lets see how obedient he is, straight down….. “right what do you want from me John”…. “Please can you teach me all about raw sex with men” John said quietly. Ok Stand up and follow me, I had him under my control now and not being a complete bastard I thought lets take this slow as I could see he was a little nervous, we sat in the kitchen for a while as I made coffee and I spoke to him about why he was doing this, turns out he wanted into porn but was getting knocked back because of his looks and lack of experience. What he was looking for from me was to sex him up teach him how to be the best cum hound he could be….. “OK John, think its time to see what we are working with and start your training” he seemed quit relaxed now. So we made are way to my fun room which was set up with a range of BDSM gear, Sling, ST Andrews Cross and a good range of toys, John surprised me by saying he was looking forward to seeing all of this, “it’ll be more fun when you become part of it….. “Strip” John was out of his clothes in a flash and dam was he a hairy little fucker…his cock was good 6 inches with a nice set of low hangers (Hairy!!!)….OK John I’m going to give you a new look, taking him by the hand and attaching him to the St Andrews Cross….First your going to lose the hair, first stage would be clippers then wet shave and finally hairy removal cream (which would smart a bit),his arm pits got it first, chest, legs leaving his back, sack and crack till last…Once I finished the first stage he looked mighty fine and I thought lets see how he takes to nipple clamps and boy did he howl J but he looked great, once he had calmed down I added some weight to stretch them explaining to him it would be easier when I gave him his nipple rings, this made him look frightened “remember John when you stepped in you knew the rule, I own your arse” Stage 2 Sack, back and crack the guy was now completely stripped of his hair, clearly he liked to look as I couldn’t stop looking at himself in the large mirror opposite, now the hair removal cream too really clean him off, I got it from the fridge so it was nice and cold to start with…I inserted a ball gag, he would need it then applied the cream knowing it would feel cold and then the burning would start…..5 minutes in he was bucking around, time to wash him off, now completely cleaned up I took some pictures….he was now fucking sexy but something was missing, I know a cock ring to start with. I got a thick silver one out and decided to give him a blow job at the same time, slipping the ring over his cock and ball made the blood flow through his cock which looked like it was ready to explode and I know from experience once I had eased his foreskin back that the head would become huge….ok time to get serious with him I stripped and he got to see my body for the first time, my cock which was of similar size was rock hard and being gym fit I knew he was lusting after me….I sank to my knees and gave him a blow job his pre cum was so sweet, with my lips I peeled his foreskin back and his cock head grow in my mouth, soon enough I was going down all the way on him and he erupted a thick wad of cum into my mouth which I deposited into a small bowl for later…removing his ball gag I said how was that….. “fuck I love it” he said. Giving him a minute I released him and went and got some drinks. I return to find him checking himself out in the mirror… “like it” I said “sure do” ok time for you to get fucked up I think, taking him to the padded saw horse I attached him face down and butt up. Moving round I said you have a choice of lube I can use a bit of spit to open you up with or I can use your cum from earlier, would you like cum or spit…. “cum please” good choice. Right open your mouth make my cock good and wet…he gagged at first but soon got the hang of it….this guy was worth the wait, taking my cock out I moved round to the object soon to be my conquest his puckered hairless hole, I rimmed him for a while until I could wait any longer, applying his cum to the head of my cock and his hole I pushed hard until his spinster opened up and my head popped in, holding it there until he became use to it I said how does it feel “fuck so good, I want it all” “you want my POZ seed in you don’t you” “YES please breed me, Poz me up” before he finished I pushed hard and went balls deep and slowly fucked him for a while…dam he was dry so pulling out I decided to use the rest of his cum and wank another load out of him which took no time at all. I used two fingers to open him up again and pored his cum in his hole. Quickly moving in I pushed balls deep in one hard thrust, his cum in his hole felt so good, this time I rammed him so hard I knew I has hitting his prostrate as he blow another load, this guy could cum for England, it didn’t take to much longer for my balls to start to tighten but I didn’t want it yet! So I pulled out noticing the small trail of blood on my cock, that’s good my bug would ease into his blood stream for sure. Getting my tightest cock ring on the head of my cock now fully swollen I pushed back in the hot hole he screamed “Fuck that feels so fucking thick” picking up the pace I said tell me what you want John “breed me, POZ me up, breed me deep” that was it no stopping now my cum made its way to the head of my cock and one final deep push released its poison seed deep into his fuck shoot “arhh fuck yes take my poison seed you little cumslut”, my cock was spitting cum long and hard in this fresh guys hole and he was loving it…. To be continued

I've already booked my room at the congress and want to take as many loads as I can. Also willing to host other bottoms, tops, etc for some hot fucking fun. Anyone else going to IML for some all night, open-door, walk-in fuck fun?

A neighbor on BBRT was persistent in convincing me to come over today, and boy did he know best. At 1st I thought he was tweaked out of his mind but come to find out he was just really fucking hungry. Geeky Neighbor met me at his door in jockstrap, so nothing to hide. Everything was in proportion - this kid (OK late 20/early 30) was skinny but wasn't pudgy -- meat on the bones -- he wasn't baby smooth nor was he a gorilla furry. He's walking towards me down the hall and I see: dark feisty eyes, cute scruffy beard, full black head of hair, a tuft of chest hair, and bright happy trail, and of course sexy hairy legs. For all his "masculine" features, he really did have a young geek's voice -- a bit higher pitched but not queeny. He reaches out, we get close, and he starts diving in with tongue kissing. HUNGRY! I take advantage of his focus on kissing to reach down and grab his ass. My hands tell me this is going to be a great fuck: in each hand I hold a solid, meaty buttcheek. I probably moaned just from feeling his meat. (I tried getting his _un_cut dark cock going, going down and sucking on his dick, but even he had trouble getting up ... I chucked that aside because we had already chatted that this was going to be me using his ass. ... 15 minutes later ... Hairy Geeky Neighbor is on the edge of his bed with his ass up doggie, and I'm standing behind him with my raw dick up his fuck hole. I looked down and saw each of my hands sunk into his meaty buttcheeks when I dig into his hole deeper or each of his gorgeous butt mounds bouncing firmly off my waste. Inbetween the mounds, his hairy butt crack reached up to his lower back like a happy trail on the backside. "Damn your ass is made for fucking", I admitted. Geeky Neighbor chuckled, and huffed poppers again. "Tell me when you last got fucked", I commanded. Geeky Neighbor hesitated and said "last week". "Good boy", I encouraged him. When I rimmed his hairy buttcrack, Geeky Neighbor had pushed out his dark pucker into an extended circle that I would slip my tongue into and suck back out. He'd moan everytime I sucked on his pucker so I could tell then that he was a regular slut boy. Back to my dick up his hole though ... "You take it like a slut don't ya?" I taunted. "Face down and that gorgeous ass up like a slut." He moaned in agreement. I pounded harder. "Yea you're a fucking cumdump. Inviting neighbors over to fuck your butt." He finally yelped out a "oh yes" "Is that what you wanted?" He said "yes" You wanted that raw dick up your fuck hole??" I taunted him and he murmured something about "hell yes" "No, you want to that big fat load." He yelped out another "fuck yes" "Yea?? You want that big load up your ass like a good cumdump". I was furiously pumping his meaty ass now and didn't hear what he said in reply so kept pumping my dick faster. "Fuck yea, here you go man. I'm gonna fucking load up your ass." And then, I went from furiously pounding this Hairy Geeky Neighbors meaty ass doggie style to pushing my dick all the way down his fuck hole until his ass was actually laying flat on the bed. Then I just let out the most guttural fuck sounds, and Geeky Neighbor pulled his legs in from behind like a clamp against my butt, and I guess somewhere in there my dick was unloading a hefty sac of cum up his hole. It took me a moment to catch my breath and get my glasses back on. "Wow. Damn", I said trying to catch my breath. I looked down and pulled my dick out of his cumhole. Just what I needed: a neighbor with a gorgeous ass that takes it up the butt like a good cumdump. Next time, do I bend over for this sexy fucker? We talked about that. Time will tell.

It took me forever to get dressed. It was my first college party and I wanted to look good. I mean I knew I looked good, but I wanted to pick the right clothes. I looked in the mirror staring at the 5'5 145 latino stud looking back. I lifted up the tight black shirt I'd picked seeing the outlining of the matching underarmor briefs I chose in a tight pair of jeans showing off my strong legs and big ass, I inspeced my four/sixish pack of smooth stomach and my chest which had been growing nicely thanks to all the new hours at the university gym. I'd shed the geeky glasses and spiked my short black hair and yeah I felt it. I looked good. This was the first college party I'd go to. I got my invite on grinder. so i knew there would be a lot of gay boys there. I'd recently just gotten out of a 4 year relationship with my high school bf (yeah we thought we'd be together forever but ended after I saw him getting fucked by his neighbor in the jockstrap I bought for him). I was antisocial. I knew it, but I was determined to prove I could have a good time on my own. I mean college is for experimenting and meeting new people right, and few gay friends couldn't hurt. I rang the doorbell as I arrived and a cute boy answered the door. He smiled and stood there awkwardly. "Hi" I answered trying to break the silence "I was invited by Greg" I thought I should leave the part out about getting to know Greg on grindr. We'd flirted but never met before. Traded photos. He was a hot slim stud around my built but had about 10 lbs of muscle on me, and at least 2 or 3 inches taller. The boy at the door who was a twink slim with I have to admit a nice bubble butt ass in some tight jeans stood there still and silent with a giant grin. "Can I come in?" I asked "I'm so fucking high right now" He blurted out and then covered his mouth and started laughing and walked away from the door. which I guess was an invitation in. I walked in and yeah it was a sausage fest. there was a giant living room table set up with a beer pong game going in full swing. at least 15 guys there all with a red solo cup or a bottle in hand. It was a grindr party. Id seen at least every face or torso in the room at least once on the app. Few of the guys gave me bro nods as I walked around searching for the only guy I knew there, the host. It was a pretty good group all considered. I recognized couple guys on the wrestling team, all pretty fit and jockish looking, one of which was acting more fem than I'd ever guess a guy that looked like him to act. There was practically half the swim team and a quater of the boys track team. I think every guy in the drama department showed up, which accounted for the guys that didn't look like they walked out of magazine but each of them still very handsome/pretty. and then several others I didn't recognize. strangers like myself. I walked around still looking for greg getting approached with hi's and and who are you's from randoms as I walked around. Till I found myself in the backyard where the other 10 or so people were smoking and drinking. "You made it!" Greg walked right up to me. God felt so good to just not feel so awkward and know someone. "You look great" he said. "Thanks you too." I responded. He did. He's body was ripped and he showed it off in a loose hipster muscle shirt. and the guys he was hanging with had at least 20 lbs of muscle on me. Damn, I thought, this guy knows how to throw a party. This could have been the set up for a porno. "You don't have a drink?" "No no," I stammered, "I just got here" "Have mine" one of the more musclar guys sitting around the stone table where greg had been offered. " I've had enough" "Um thanks" I took a sip. "Drink that slowly." Greg smiled. "It packs a kick" I smiled, and pretended to know what he meant. then took another drink. Everyone around the table chuckled a bit and then they pulled me up a chair. I sat down and just listened mostly keeping to my drink. I couldn't help that as the drink went down I kept feeling warmer. like a fever rush in my chest arms and legs and ...dick. Gregs friend brough us another round, so I quickly finished what was left in my first glass and started on number too. Greg was staring at me smiling and whispered into the ear of another toppless hottie sitting next to him. I sipped my drink and couldn't help feeling how warm I was, but also how good my skin felt. The chair everything felt good, and I found myself smiling and laughing randomly. Dylan, the guy that had given my drink put his arm on my shoulder and offered me another full cup. I swigged down my second and started on my third when my head began to spin. Dylans giant hand on me felt so good. I wanted him to touch me so bad. Suddenly greg was on my side whispering in my ear. "How you feeling Jay." "I feel great!" I said, probably louder than necessary, because the company outside burst out laughing. "Take your shirt off man," Greg offered." The air feels great." I didn't think twice of it. I took my shirt off and yeah, the night breeze felt amazing. "Damn boy" Dylan exclaimed letting his hand rub over my chest. "You're bigger than you look in that little shirt." "Yeah...I been...bluck...bull...bulking up..."I was stuttering there was more laughing and I laughed too. I flexed a little bit. I wasn't the biggest guy there but I knew I could match the swim team and wrestling team bodies and dylans hand made me shiver as his fingers rand down my spine. "We should do body shots!" greg announced and moments later a tray of tequila or vodka or both was being held outside. "You first jay." I laughed but was moved to the stone table and guided to lay on my back. Greg poured salt on my neck and dylan put a lime in my mouth. Slowly greg licked the nap of my neck which almost made me swallow the lime, then took his shot and saved me from choking. "How was that?" Greg asked. I smiled but before I could answer. Dylan poured salt on my nipple and began licking. I moaned loudly as someone placed a new lime in my mouth and dylan tounge took it quite skillfully from me. I moaned as dylan stayed longer kissing me when I felt a new tongue slurping salt from my navel. A lime was pushed between dylan and I, and dylans mouth held it as a new mouth took it and then let his tongue travel into my mouth. When dylan got up from my line of view. I saw a group of guys standing around me licking lips and holding a shot. more salt was being pourd on my chest, abs and neck as four sets of mouths descended on my body and sucked and teethed and licked before taking a shot. I felt a hand rubbing my hard cock through my jeans. One of the swimmers team members pulled down my pants and forgot about the salt and sucked on my inner thigher hard making me shiver and moan feelilng his tongue slip from my inner thigh up to the lining of my underwear and under where the covered before taking his shot. But now all pretense seemed to be gone. My head was pulled back and I was looking up staring at a good size thick cock dripping with precum. Dylan waved the cock in my face my mouth opened with awe seeing it. and he wasted no time in pushing it into my inviting mouth. I couldn't help but moan feeling the warm cock slipping into my mouth guiding the pulsing shaft into me feeling his balls reach my nose and suddenly gaging so hard he was forced out of my mouth. his precum and my spit now left a trail on my face from where his cock had just been. Dylan smiled and guided it back into my mouth this time not as deep and began to rythmically pump his hard cock into my throat softly and shallow and then depper as the strokes progressed till my gaging reflex relaxed. I moaned with each new intrusion into my mouth. It felt wet warm dirty and amazing. suddenly my own cock was being enveloped. But this wasn't an ass. I don't remember when lub was rubbed on my 8inch dick but I felt a warm body climb over me and lower itself on my cock. The hole was open and wet and warm and it swallowed my whole dick quickly and begand to bounce on me. My hips thrusted instinctually and I could hear moaning happening above me. My head was spinning I barely noticed dylan remove his wet dick from my mouth until I realized a new dick was being introduced. This one thicker and shorter and tasted like it had been covered in cum. I tasted cum I knew it, but this cock was still hard as if it had been covered in cum but not cum itself. I heard the cock's owner say yeah clean off my cock! and I moaned and sucked harder. Voices all around me grew louder. Whats going on I thought MORE TO COME

Chapter 1 - How It Started I'm ashamed to admit that I was a PrEP whore. I was very picky about who loaded my ass before I was on PrEP, usually only letting dear friends take that opportunity. But I was in denial, and I knew it. I knew I was meant to be a jizzwhore for any and all loads, meant to please men whether I knew them or not. Whether I could see them or not. It was my destiny. Daddy was a long-time friend of mine. He took care of me when I went through some rough times, and (in some cases, literally) helped make me the man I am today. Our sexual relationship didn't start until a few years ago, largely because I knew He was poz and that scared the heck out of me, while at the same time making my dick twitch. But He knew my fantasies, and we talked frequently about how I craved being a sperm receptacle. Meanwhile, He regaled me with tales of all of the holes He was breeding, which simply made my desires stronger, and my hole jealous, but I wasn't ready to fulfill my desires as this was a few years before PrEP. We had a few spontaneous moments of passion, where inevitably my inner slut came out and I offered him my ass. It was terrifying and exhilarating at the same time, but the first few times He denied me that satisfaction, and it only drove me wilder. We were (and still are) very close friends, and when we lived in the city would frequently hang out, go to the bars, and just spend time together. On one of my hornier nights, I invited Him over before we went out for some drinks. I was already horny, but all I could think about as He was on His way was that massive cock that I'd continuously been denied. My inner slut got the best of me and He was greeted at the door by a dumb, neg wannabe cumslut - face down and ass up, naked on the floor. This was my fantasy, to be used as an object for real men. And He knew it. His hands were cold to the touch as He caressed my naked body, grazing slightly over my rock hard dripping cock, and then slowly over to my pre-lubed cunt. I was shaking in a combination of fear of doing something stupid, and anticipation of finally getting this man's raw cock in my guts. After a few minutes of this torture, He unzipped his fly and pulled out his massive, pierced, 8" poz cock. I heard Him spit on it for a little additional lube, and slowly enter my hole. I've never been particularly tight thanks to a lot of sex and ass play, so His cock slid in easily and I gasped when it bottomed out at that magnificent point deep in my ass. He reached to grab a bottle of poppers laying nearby on the floor, and handed it to me. "Take a big hit, boy" he growled in my ear. Happily, I complied. Not that I needed it, but we all know that undeniable, piggy rush we get while taking a hit and being fucked. My ass must have opened up even more because without notice He picked up to full speed, bruising my insides with deep, hard thrusts. I was in heaven. After a few minutes of moaning like a bitch while meeting every single one of this man's thrusts, He said "take another hit of poppers, boy". Again, I complied, this time not yet realizing that this was a calculated move on His part. Once the head rush kicked in, His thrusts got harder. "You ready to get bred, boy?" His breath was becoming ragged. "Please don't cum in me, SIR" BAM. He slammed in harder and stopped, balls deep. "What the fuck, boy? You're the one who was ass up when I got here" A rush of guilt and fear washed over me. He was right, but I was terrified. "I know SIR, but I'm not ready..." "That ass seemed more than ready when I walked in and found it prelubed and waving in the air for Me" "I'm sorry SIR, I just can't" He started fucking me again, His cock seemingly harder than before. "Too fucking bad, boy. You don't get to be a tease and not expect Me to unload in that cunt. You're going to get what you were begging for." I struggled, literally. I tried hard to crawl out from this bucking bronco, but He had me pinned to the floor. His thrusts were becoming harder and He was obviously about to cum. Suddenly, I noticed my ass was totally empty of any cock. "ARGH" He erupted as his cock did the same, spewing his toxic cum on my back instead. "Fuck you, boy" he growled, the frustration in his voice apparent. Daddy let me off the hook, at least this time. I felt guilty after that, and convinced myself I wouldn't do anything as cruel as that again.

I have no issue with the stigma, as mentioned before homosexuality has been stigmatised by idiots, but thats other peoples problem. My issue is that since my diagnosis I've been feeling a sense of isolation. Living just outside of normal society with a limited pool of potential partners makes me feel like my life has stalled. When I do find somebody to play with then its full speed ahead towards destination fuck frenzy but at the moment I'm lonely. I'm sure I'll work it out in the end.

A couple of things: chemo costs MUCH more than HIV meds. Yet you wouldn't deny cancer patients the right to have treatment. Nor complain about the astronomical cost shared by insurance holders. Some cancers are preventable yet you would not deny those patients the right to treatment. So it's not right that you single out this disease/virus. Second, not having to worry about AIDS is problematic? I'm very thankful we don't. Would you rather the drug preventing AIDS (and protecting against contracting HIV) had never been discovered? I understand why you say that, but think of the cost of lives had it not been found. That is rather selfish on your part. And very narrow minded. I don't understand your reason for singling out ONE health issue when there are MANY health issues caused by bad habits. And are far more costly. Third and last: having HIV, the stigma is already there. You should look up HIV stigma on YouTube and learn from it. They are trying to change people just like you. People are already stigmatizing gays. Hell.. You have. Your comments in the very first post did that. You put us all in one generalized basket. The lame stream media doesn't have to pick up the story to accomplish that. It's already there. I have been told that I'm a threat to society, that I'm a waste of space and air, and that I should eat a bullet. And these were gay people who told me that. So I already deal with the stigma. Having YOU come on here and further that onto a message board that has become a community for me to feel free and accepted and not have to worry about being judged for what I have is very frustrating. To say the least. I already look at the price every damn time I get my meds from the pharmacy and realize the cost others have to share. But there's not a damned thing I can do about it. Instead of spouting off, go find a big bottle of compassion and swallow it all. We all come from different walks of life on here. Some did get it by chasing, but I'm betting the majority did not. We each have our own story. And they don't belong in the fiction section. Fantasy rarely lives up to reality, and what we are living is not fantasy. It is reality. One that stares us in the face every time we open the pill bottle. We can talk all we want about how people should do this and shouldn't do that, but we don't live in perfect bodies in a perfect world. Humans fuck up. And there is always a price to pay. This isn't Utopia. It's planet earth. So stop the stigmatizing yourself. Some of us beat ourselves up enough about having it. We don't need others helping. I look forward to the day this thread is no longer on the front page. May it be very soon.

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

I have a dumb question. I have never been to TBRU but want to go. Once there are there group sex parties in the rooms, if so how do you know when and what room to go to? I want to get my ass fucked all weekend but since I never been and don't know anyone who has been or going I need help and really want to make sure it worth the trip.

I think we all feel like we've lived through every minute of that awesome weekend with you. So real and therefore so incredibly horny. Cheers for sharing.

I don't care how hard I get used...cuddle afterwards. God, that's just as hot, just as intimate. Invariably, we also get to talking about what just happened, how it was, what worked, and cocks start swelling again, and the Great Game commences once more. :-)

For the last couple of weeks, I've been running into this tall, thin swimmer twink in the locker room at the university gym where I work out. And it was hard to miss that we've been checking each other out. So, when I saw him today, I flashed him a hint of the goods and went into the adjacent changing room, which can be locked from the outside. Like I said, not much of body, way skinnier than I like, but a cute face. I locked the door, and he started to perform a very nervous blowjob on me. I squeezed out some lube and worked it into his asshole so he knew what I was really after. I bent him over the changing table, fucked a load into him while he jacked off. Then I showered and went home . Seems a bit mundane in ontrast with the proceeding few posts, but it was what it was.

Took 4 cocks yesterday: First one was a usual hookup. Black poz guy. I showed up and surprised him with my Andrew Christian jock. He was so turned on. He flipped me over, rimmed me lubed up and slid in while I hit the poppers. Fucked me for about 5 minutes then came inside me. Kept fucking and getting his load deeper then he said he was gonna cum again and did. He wanted to jack me off but I told him I had another hookup planned after. Second and third cock was part of a 3some. Another fb of mine had a friend over. They both took turns on my hole and spit roasted me. Pretty hot session. Last guy was off a4a. Told him I was loaded already and told me to hurry over. He was married and in his late 30s. Entered me without any lube and churned around the cum getting me real sloppy. Told me I was really loose. Makes me feel like a true slut

So this guy from Grindr and I have talked sometimes before but never did anything because he wanted raw dick and I was still hesitating about it. Today he hit me up and I went to his place, very good ass, dark skined, a little furry and a delicious hole. I rimmed his ass and then started to fuck him raw. While I was fucking him I pulled out and rimmed his ass and then put it back in. I came soon since I was so hot and shot a nice big load deep inside and he came as well. We laid naked on the bed for a while before I licked his just bred ass and my dick got hard again so I gave him another load deep in his hole.

Part II. After some clumsy stumbling and making out, we got dressed. My assistant and his twink date put their clothes back on, over very sexy jockstraps. My boy and I changed into gym shorts, our jocks, and some tank tops. My assistant and I piled into the front seat, and my boy and the twink made out in the back seat. Before we were halfway there, my boy’s shorts were at his ankles, and his ass was full of raw POZ twink cock. The twink bred my boy as we pulled up to the club. My boy bent over with his ass hanging out of the car door and my assistant was happy to fuck and breed him right there in the parking lot. I was sort of hoping we’d see more action in the parking lot, but someone from the club came out and told us they had seen the action on their security camera. He thought it was hot, but told us to bring the action inside where it would be ‘safer.’ We couldn’t help but smirk as he said that. We paid the admission, stripped down to our jocks, left our clothes in the lockers, and headed into the darkened passageways of the bathhouse. It didn’t take long for me to be on my knees as my assistant skull-fucked me. He had just cum inside my boy, and while he had no problem getting hard, he wasn’t ready to blow his wad yet. Plus, he told me, he wanted to loose his load up my hungry asshole, not down my throat. I pulled off and wound up blowing about six guys, most of whom came down my throat or all over my face. My assistant licked the seed off of my mouth, and spat it onto my hole, working it in with his fingers. On my knees, he plowed into me, pulling my jockstrap for leverage. One of the guys I had blown leaded forward and chewed on my ear. ‘I’m POZ, you know… That’s what I came on your face… Hope you’re ok with my load lubing your ass for that guy’s cock…’ I just moaned. My assistant lost his load deep in my guts, and pulled out. The POZ guy I had blown cleaned my assistant’s cock off for me and dribbled everything in his mouth into mine. Simply delicious. We went looking for our dates, and found them in a big sweaty pile, my boy bouncing up and down on a stranger’s dick, with another one down his throat. The twink was raw-topping two heavy-set guys, on their knees side by side, making out with each other. He’d plow one hole for a few strokes before pulling out and sliding into the other one. He started to loose his load in one guy, and pulled out to shoot the rest on the other. My assistant knelt down and worked his boy’s load into both open holes. The twink’s toxic load, and my assistant’s load, in my hole got pushed deeper by another two burly tops who both had their way with me as I watched the sweaty scene unfold. My assistant got fucked by a few guys, some of whom were clearly POZ, either from tattoos or wasting, but the twink put us all to shame. He took over six loads that night, working his expert slutty ass on cocks of all sizes, shapes, and colors. We left after a few hours of fun, sweaty and cum-drenched. In the car ride home, my assistant told us that he met the twink online in a chasers forum and that he’d started taking all loads only recently, and was finally actively chasing. We told them that we weren’t actively looking for it, but swapped cum with a bunch of guys and almost never asked about status. The twink held my boy’s hand and told him that he’d be happy to line up POZ cocks for him anytime. We kissed each other goodbye, lingering long enough to swipe a few fingers into cummy asses and get a goodnight taste before parting ways. We were both exhausted, and fell into bed covered in sweat and leaking seed. Saturday next morning we woke up, lingered in bed for a while, and fucked each other slowly, retelling our cum-swapping escapades. When we were both sated, we lay next to each other and talked honestly an openly about our mutual desire for cum. He confessed that he got hard just thinking about ‘the bug,’ and I vowed to support him and not stand in his way. I told him that I was going to keep taking loads, but not especially seeking out toxic cum. We fell back asleep and woke a few hours later to a text from the twink to my boy: PLANS FOR NEXT WEDNESDAY? CAN LINE UP SOME POZ COCK 4 U BY THEN. My boy handed me his phone, grinning, I texted back and hit SEND before asking him: BRING IT. OUR PLACE? The twink responded: YES. U HOST. I’LL B THERE WITH FRIENDS. B READY AT 7. C U THEN. To be continued…

I wish that all of you "Pillow Princes would take trips across the US on I-80 and stop in Western Nebraska at Exit 126 and come feed this Fully 100% Pure Cocksucker/Spermy Load Swallower:)

Previously… We arrived at the apartment as Michael unwrapped the pacifier and tried running it over my lips. “Fuck off! Would ya?” I laughingly pushed him away. “Come on lad, game face on now!” The door was opened by Andrew in a towel. I looked at Michael looking at Andrew – the two of them were eyefucking in the doorway. Putting on a “lord of the manor” voice I interrupted “Andrew could you be a dear and round up a few bottoms for our guest? He’s said that he wants a selection?” Right so… As soon as I got the door closed Andrew was all over Michael, shoving him against the hall walls and snogging him frenetically, while grabbing Michael’s hands and running them all over his body. Michael at first responded to Andrew’s kissing but could be seen to be a bit flustered. I pushed Andrew back a little, “Andrew, dude!” I lowered my tone a little, “you’ve got to give Michael a moment to get into the mood”. He looked dejected, so I suggested “maybe you could go and get us some G and V and a joint? We’ll be in the bathroom cleaning up”. Leading Michael into the main bathroom we didn’t see anyone else but could hear fucking noises from the living room and main bedroom. Michael quipped, “wow, and I thought you were high!” We started stripping, Michael revealing his hairy body bit by bit. I could tell he’d been sporty in his youth but was slowly letting being comfortable catch up on him. He caught my staring and slowly pulled off his briefs, revealing a thick cock and low hanging balls. I was gonna enjoy playing with them. He continued, “the way you were with that laddy, I thought you were gonna hit him on the nose with a rolled up newspaper – bad gay!” I burst out laughing as he made the motions and repeated “bad gay – no blowjobs for you!” and led him into the shower. The douche nozzle was reattached to the shower tube, so I held it up and looked at Michael quizzically. He shook his head, so I detached it and got the original showerhead back. Looks like Michael was just a top then. Andrew came in with three shot glasses and few lines and pills on a tray and laid them out on the washing machine. Talking to Michael, he said “Don said that you can have what’s there for 30 quid” and Michael nodded. Looking around, Andrew said “I’ve spent most of my weekend in this room”. As I lathered up Michael’s hairy ass crack, I mentioned “yeah our Andrew here is a bit of a piss play head”. Michael laughed and said “well I may have some of that for ya, ya little stud” and washing off the suds, he stepped out of the shower to use a random damp towel –at this point all of Pedro’s fresh towels were used up – in my opinion it’s not a good sex party unless it runs out of towels. With his tall hairy frame blocking my view of Andrew from the shower, Michael reached over and passed me a shot of G. We both said Sláinte after Andrew, and knocked back the foul stuff chasing it with our Irn Bru. Andrew approached Michael more tentatively now, and running his hand down his hairy chest, looked up and asked “may I?” Michael put his hands on Andrew’s shoulders and motioned him to move around with him and step into the far end of the bath in front of me. Pushing down on the red-head’s marble-pale shoulders he made him kneel facing him. I started jacking to my own private show as Michael tilted Andrew’s head back. Then taking his semi flaccid dick in his hand he aimed at Andrew and concentrated. Andrew, kneeling in the bath, was jacking himself as the first jet of golden liquid shot out at his face. Moving closer I watched as Andrew stuck out his tongue to catch as much of the now-steady stream of piss as he could. When his mouth filled Andrew swallowed and quickly opened for more, the splashes he missed running down his face and chest, down to his jacking cock. The sight of my beautiful friend revelling in this degrading act, was honestly… fucking hot! I concentrated as much as I could and tried to add to the piss stream, but the remnants of ecstasy were still pretty strong. Luckily Andrew didn’t notice cause I think if he’d been watching me, waiting, I think I’d have felt too much pressure. Relaxing and trying one last time I surprised myself with connecting with my pissing part of my brain, which slowly warmed up and after having a long-ecstasy-induced break, poured forth a surprisingly strong stream on Andrew’s face (it was surprising for him too as he wasn’t expecting it). Andrew turned to try to catch us both and revelled! I mean he revelled! He was spitting it back up, running it all over his body and even gargling and snorting our piss. Dude! I noticed he was really jacking furiously and looking down I just caught sight of him cumming against the side of the bath. He let out a groan and panted up at us delighted, and just in time as we both dribbled to a halt, all pissed out.

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.

Previously… Not knowing what to expect I opened the kid’s chinos to see what I thought were two separate scars was actually one massive scar stretching horizontally across the top of his hips. It was still a faded red – maybe a year or two old? I looked up the kid’s chest, there was a weird bump under his solar plexus a little to the left and his nipples… His nipples were the weirdest of all to take in. They had a faded pink circular scar around the areoles and a line of scar stretching down from these for about 4 inches. This was not the chest and stomach of a normal 20 year old? I pulled out Don’s cock (which he’d shoved back into the kid’s mouth again. Don was obsessed with getting head) and then asked the kid “Ok gimp, answer me, what the fuck is up with these scars? Were you a chick?” Had I just set up a T-lad for a gang-raping? Right so… Now I should point out that I’m all for transgender rights. I wouldn’t have minded if there was an FTM lad in front of me, actually it would have kinda turned me on, especially if the bottom half was yet to transition – it’d be weirdly hot, like that Buck Angel pornstar. I’m all for putting my dick in as many different male holes as possible, whatever previously assigned gender of the hole. As my straight mate Mark used to say (to let me know he was drunk enough to fuck me), “any hole is a goal!” The kid was lying splayed out in front of us. I got this weird uncomfortable flash of us being like student doctors doing the round. I stroked his cheek reassuringly. He coughed and wiping his mouth with his one free hand, he said “I’m not a chick. I just had a lot of surgery”. I answered “I can see that lad, should we even be fucking you right now?” The kid replied “please… when I was in surgery it was just the thought of this that made me get through the pain and recovery”. Kieran, who was keeping the lad open with two fingers in his ass, chimed in now, a bit more bluntly, “what was wrong with you lad?” The kid could tell that the gang fuck was pretty much over at this point. He sat up a bit in bed, raised his ass off of Kieran’s hand and indicated to Don to free his right arm. When free the kid pointed at that weird bump near his solar plexus. “Feel this?” he asked and got us to rub our hands on the bump. Even Richard, Tomasz and JP joined in, breaking their DP out of curiosity. The kid continued “that’s the valve for my gastric band. I had one put in two years ago on my 18th birthday cause I was 24 stone.” When it was my turn to rub the bump again, knowing what it was made me shudder a little. This 20 yr old kid had been chopped up and had all kinds of foreign objects put into his body – and not in a sexy way. Running my fingers down to his smiling scar I looked up at him inquisitively. He smiled sorta sadly and said “yeah that’s what you get when you drop 14 stone in a couple of months; an apron of loose skin. There is no amount of vitamin E or special bio-oils that will help your body reabsorb that. It actually covered my dick. So I got a tummy tuck to cut off the extra skin. At the same time I got my nipples repositioned – my moobs meant my nipples were about 5 inches lower than they should be. They cut them out and reattached them further up the pec.” As the kid recited the surgeries he had done to him, we all just stared in mute horror. He went on about how his parents were fine with him being gay, but not with his choice of plastic surgery. He told us how the weight-loss had turned his diet and exercise regime around and flexing his muscles, he showed us his nicely developing biceps and pec muscles (under the scars). The sex-vibe was definitely busted in the room. However it wasn’t all bad as we all learned a lot and as myself, JP and Kieran relaxed into our last “coming-up” of the session, we even learned the kid’s name, It was “Grant”, a fairly posh name naturally – though I still thought he could have been a Tarquin or a Percival and just lying. Coming-up in a busted vibe room is an odd experience, as like all drugs, ecstasy can only enhance whatever mood is there. Still though, we had enough sex-vibes left that when Richard (like the pro he was) took charge of Grant, we were all able to get on board. All as one, we made the effort to recharge the sex-vibe and escape reality for a couple more hours. Richard told the kid that that was enough talking, and if he wanted a few loads, he better turn around and present his hole like the gang-bang bitch that he was. Don grabbed Tomasz’s red underwear and stretched it over Grant’s head, keeping a leg hole around his mouth area, so he could get back to sucking him. Kieran wanked himself hard again, looking at JP blow Richard and Tomasz coming round to me, feeding me his lubed-up cock. In no time Kieran was back up in Grant’s (now clothing-free) arse, being fed poppers by Richard and quickly speeding up to a pounding rhythm on the kid’s sloppy hole. Sitting on the end of the bed and cleaning Tomasz’s cock was a great way to keep an eye on the rest of the room. I was determined to be next in line for Grant’s hole. I watched as Kieran maintained his fuck-trance, slamfucking the poor kid’s hole. Meanwhile I was really getting into licking Richard’s juices off of Tomasz. He guided my head down his 7” cock, twisting me up around the head, to remind me how he liked it. I let him guide me and quickly his hand let me go when he realised I knew what I was doing. This style of giving head usually tires me out after a while, either from cheek ache, or a sore neck, so the ecstasy flooding through me was a god-send. It really helped me ignore all the building muscle aches and keep to my rhythm. As I sped up, diving down and twisting on the pull-back, Tomasz reached down under me and started probing my hole. After a bit of awkward fingering he pulled his cock out and smacked my right hip, indicating with a nod of his head that I should flip over onto my knees and present my “arzsch”. I looked up into his gray eyes. He looked over to my left, at Kieran punishing the kid’s hole, making the leg rope-restraints go taut with each pounding. Don was slamming the kid’s throat also, properly spit-roasting the poor fucker. Fuck yeah I wanted some of that. I rolled myself over to my left, now in doggy position side by side with the kid. As I did so I saw Don slam Grant’s head all the way down his cock and keep it there, choking the kid. Grant’s face started to turn red as Don’s body tensed up. In my drugged haze I zoomed in on Don’s face. Sweat was dripping down the Czech’s shaved head past his thin-lipped grimace as he blasted snorts of air out of his nose… and then he went limp. Grant’s head was almost purple at this point and as soon as he was released, he coughed and spluttered cum all over Don’s pubes. Nice! Don pulled fully out of the kid and saying something about supplies, left the room. While I leaned in to lick the remains of Don’s cum from the kid’s face, I also pulled off the red underwear. Grant was still gulping in breaths, recovering. Richard pulled his dick out of JP’s mouth and came over to offer me some poppers… Huffing up the amyl, I passed them to Grant who took them gratefully. He smiled at me (he really was a stunner – he could have been an elf in Lord of the Rings or something like that) and then laughed as Richard’s cock started butting my lips. I simultaneously was laughing cause I was seeing JP’s cock knocking at the kid’s lips too. While we both laughed, the lads shut us up sliding their cocks in, which made us chuckle even more and almost cough them out. All of this happened in the few seconds of the poppers rush, and suddenly I was staring deep into Grant’s eyes while blowing Richard, mentally projecting that I wanted to be blowing him. Grant, for his part, was giving me the same look. We blew our cocks almost in a game of one-up-man-ship. I slathered Richard’s head with my tongue, Grant slathered JP with his tongue and spat on the head. I spat on Richard’s head and tongued the spit around the head and down his banjo-string. Grant repeated the move on JP’s flared cock-head and spat on it again. As our follow-the-leader game of giving head was progressing up front, Kieran continued to pound the kid from behind, and Tomasz in contrast was leisurely fingering and rimming me. He alternated between two fingers, three fingers and then chowing into my hole, rasping his stubble right into the crack. I was in fucking heaven, Kyle was a lucky bastard to have such an attentive top boyfriend. I shoved my splayed hole back against his head, I wanted more and more of his tongue in me. He switched to his freshly relubed fingers and expertly found my prostate, I matched his finger-fuck tempo with ease, my hole itching for more filling. As he pulled back to switch once again to three fingers, I was surprised by instead feeling his cockhead rub up toward my widening pucker. I was ready for him though and he even waited as Richard, consummate orgy-connoisseur as he was, lowered the poppers to me for a recharge. No sooner had I taken two hits, when Tomasz spoke down to me, “Zschtuart, I wanted your hole when I firzscht zschaw you” and drove his cock-head into me. I felt every tiny bit of skin on skin contact as the poppers-rush coursed through me, his cock-head steadily pushing past my sphincter and then up through my gut to my prostate. He ground his cock in deliberately and slowly, letting me feel every inch till he bottomed out and grabbed my ass cheeks. I could feel his spongy cock head rub my prostate mound, then pull back to work my sphincter with his rigid shaft. I pulled off of Richard’s cock and turned my head to look up at him. 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”.

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Previously… “Finn” I echoed, oh fuck the coke was starting to hit me proper, “Finn, do you remember?” I leaned into him stroking his fuzzy red chest hairs. “Remember what Stuart?” – he sounded like he was on an intercom. “Do you remember how you haven’t fucked me proper yet?” I looked up to his face, grinning ear to ear. He smiled at that. “Look here lad, I want ya a little less fucked up” he gently retorted, “I’ve to have a quick shower myself, but if you head on into the kitchen I promise I’ll be in there in a minute to fuck ya. I’ve a load with your name on it” I swayed/nodded and then saluted. “Right so!” I said, and sauntered off to the kitchen. Right so… I walked out the door to the kitchen. As I entered I heard a groaning to my right, I looked over to see Mac fucking Andrew up against the fridge. It was a slow fuck but Andrew was trying to speed it up. Mac wasn’t having any of it and looked like he was still spaced out on the K. He raised something up to his mouth. It was a buttered slice of currant-toast. How could he eat with all the drugs we’d taken? It was beyond me. Andrew was doing all the work grinding onto Mac’s still up and proud cock. Propping one leg on a drawer handle and holding onto the American-style fridge for support, Andrew was shoving his beautiful ass up and down on Mac’s carrot-cock. He was the source of the groaning, going “aw yeah fuck me, fill my hole Mac”. I should explain – Andrew can be a little pushy – at a sex party, as long as there’s enough cock to go around he’s fine, but otherwise you better not have planned on bottoming. Usually he’s good enough to at least pretend to hold it in check, but I guess the drugs let his power bottom side out in all its glory. I just watched bemused. My cock was only at half mast, and I guess with the K subsiding and the time that had passed I wasn’t in the same zone as Andrew. I hadn’t had a Viagra in hours and my last E was when Kieran had arrived. I try to pace myself with E because if you take too much too soon, then it gets harder to “up the ante” each time you start to come down, and you can end up getting scagged out much earlier than everyone else. I was feeling that the E was losing its grip though and decided it was time for another dose. He still raised an eyebrow at me and winked – I just chuckled and said, “gimme a bit of time dude”. As I said that, Finn came back into the kitchen towelling the dampness from his ginger fuzzed chest. He had caught my words and walked over to the counter, saying “time to fix you up another cocktail I guess” and looked around for the drugs tray. I walked over to him and looked for my pills. “I need something to sharpen me up again dude, I still feel pretty groggy from the K”. Finn gave me the one-over and said “Yeah, I think another dose of G wouldn’t be a good idea for you right now”. He then looked as though he remembered something and raised an eyebrow “I think Pedro’s got the stash in the spare bedroom, follow me”. Andrew clambered out from under Mac and joined us as we entered the living room. Mac honestly didn’t seem to notice and just went on eating his toast. In the living room Kieran and JP were having a break on the couch playing Street Fighter. They now were both wearing glasses and nothing else, their semi-hard cocks bouncing against their abs and the mashed buttons on the controllers. It was a wonderful site for a nerd-fancier like me. They looked up and cheered when they saw me. “Hey Stuart!” JP piped up, and then turned to Kieran, “just push pause for a second”. Turning back to me he passed his joint and continued “we were just playing a 9 match tournament for who gets to fuck Andrew next, wanna join?” I took my toke and laughed at that – JP was a man after my own heart, always inventing odd scenarios and roleplays for more fun. Kieran was currently winning with Chun-Li – fucking weird ass bisexuals – you might not understand em, but ya gotta love em. I stroked down Finn’s muscular flank and passed him the joint, and said “guys I need to recover from the K, I’ll catch up with ye in a bit, what’s with the glasses?” Kieran replied “oh we tried that G stuff – nasty fuckin taste to it” There was the now-empty carton of orange juice, some glasses and Kieran’s bag of ghosties (that explained their perkiness!) on the coffee table, but no drug tray. I laughed “no the glasses on your head”, and we laughed as they explained they both wore contact lenses but need to give their eyes a break. They were definitely a sight for sore eyes – the glasses made them even more fuckable looking, and I mentally ticked a box to return pretty soon. Andrew had the same idea as he started to pull the coffee table to the side. He then went down on all fours in front of the boys facing away, and turning his head back to them, said “press play lads, I need a cock up me soon”. I chuckled and Finn and I moved through over to Richard at the computer. Richard looked up as we approached and took the offered joint. I saw the websites of Gaydar, Gayromeo and Manhunt open. I also saw the time on the corner of the screen – 11.30 am. Fuck! “Any bites Richard?” I asked, feeling weird that while it seemed like time was racing, it also seemed like 14 or 15 hours ago was far too short for the time I felt I knew Richard. It couldn’t have only been 15 hours ago when I was last standing here rubbing Richard’s shoulders through his shirt? “Two so far” Richard said, taking a long drag off of the joint. I looked at the profiles he was showing Finn and me. “Not many up for drugs, though I have a hot guy in Aberdeen who said he’ll gladly take the train if we’re still going in a few hours and he has a place to crash?” I looked at Finn and grinned. Finn smiled and said “I’m sure that’s ok with Pedro, and if not we can always take the party to my place”. I shuddered at the thought of going outdoors, and looked at one profile to distract me – all it showed was a juicy thick shiny cock with a glistening purple end. “Is that your only other hit?” I asked. Richard hrumphed in response “yeah laddie, but he’s far too young and a bit off I think”. I looked at the stats. It said “working in General Gayness” and listed the age at 20, safe sex, no. Another private pic showed a young guy in cargo shorts and a T-shirt saying “Edinburgh Pride 2008”. The photo was a bit blurry but he looked very young and very pretty – angular face, floppy blond hair – the kind of guy you’re expect to come from the South and be called Tristan or some shit. I looked to the chat window that was open to get a gist for him: GPcom20: Hi there, you said in general chat about a really open-minded group scene yeah – how many are we talking? Glasgrowler: Aye, there’s 11 of us here (11! I thought – who else????) GPcom20: Wow! That’d be a first for Glasgow – so many talkers but few doers here Glasgrowler: Aint that always the way, speaking of which, would you be up for it? You seem pretty young lad, it may be a bit much for ya – if you don’t mind me saying so. GPcom20: Dude I get that a lot. But I’m experienced believe me. I usually have to head to London to get what I want Glasgrowler: …and what’s that? GPcom20: I have a kind of rape fantasy? Glasgrowler: go on. GPcom20: I want my clothes to be ripped off and to be tied up on a bed and just punished with dicks in every hole. Rape me, slap the shit out of me and use me as your cum dumpster. I wanted to be beaten up and used. Getting hard now thinking of it. Glasgrowler: ok That’s where it was currently… I looked up to Finn. He was a bit shocked too I think. Richard said “well I know I wouldn’t be up for doing that”. I took the joint back from him and asked “who are the extras?” You said there were 11 of us here?” Finn smiled, “who do you think? Come into the spare bedroom to find out” I laughed at the response, “Ok I’ll play your game, but before I do, give me a go at answering both you and the wee lad here. I sat down on Richards lap and took over the keyboard. GPcom20: you there? Glasgrowler: Hey laddie – come over soon and I think there’ll be at least one guy who’ll fuckin punish your ass. He’s a sleazy fucker who’s just arrived back from doing some dealing, so should be here for another little while. He fucked me earlier and was brutal. This is Discus27 by the way. Check out my profile’s ass pic and imagine some purple fuckin bruises on it now. I logged and sent him my private photos before logging out and handing Richard back the keyboard. I smiled at that and stood up passing Finn the joint. The weed had started to kick in again and everything seemed to settle. “I think we can have fun with that lad, Richard I’ll leave the arranging to your fine self, and by the way I wanted to thank you again for your role in making this fantastic session happen”. Ah weed and the remains of E. I was in full overblown compliment mode. I continued to sing Richard’s praises as the he typed the directions to Pedro’s place to the kid. I bent down again to his level and leant in for a long slow kiss. Richard’s tongue immediately found mine. I felt my arousal rush back into me as our tongues battled, lips crushing together, stubbly jaws raking against eachother, all the while his and Finn’s hands stroked my body and my cock – Fucking powerful man-kissing, I pity straight guys with their soft pliant women. I began kissing his jawline and looked up into his eyes. They were on the computer screen – ah fuck it Richard! “I’ll let you finish off what you’re doing here” I said, breaking the kiss. Richard laughed at me and stood up himself. “Sorry Stuart – I have to reel this weird little fish in. He’s your responsibility by the way. And another thing, you’re not the only one to take a beating” and pointed at the still present hand marks on his arse. Fucking hell! That kid was gonna be in for a shock!

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In my particular case, I began experimenting with bareback sex late last year. I'd had no problem following safer sex requirements, including condom usage, up to that point. One long-term partner I'd been fisting for years had begun suggesting to me that I might want to begin fucking him, too. He did not like using condoms, did know of my HIV-negative status, and suggested, on the basis of his own undetectability and the PARTNER study, that I might want to begin barebacking him. It took me some convincing, but I ended up fucking him, first doing just-the-tip then doing full-on fucking. It was a bit of a head trip for me, but eventually bareback fucking became a routine. The other person is also someone I've known for a while, an older daddy who was out about his HIV undetectability. We had been fucking with condoms for a while, but then we began fucking with condoms. First it was me fucking him, then it was him fucking me as well. We've talked about things and set boundaries--I can cum in him, he won't cum in me--and I think things will continue for the time being. No, I'm not on PrEP. Yes, I would like very much to be on PrEP. No, I don't think I'm having unsafe sex, in that HIV transmissions from long-term undetectable people are exceptionally rare and that I trust these two people to be honest to me. Can I see myself barebacking more? Maybe, if PrEP was available to me. For the time being, I'm comfortable in engaging in condomless sex with people I know well, as a sign of trust and intimacy. With other people, I'm quite happy to use condoms.

New to gay sex here and I will do level 6 right from the start. Thought about PRep for a long time and I have decided not to take it.

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

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

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I had completely lost sight of John in the dark. I looked around for my little fuck baby but couldn't find him. Few other boys walked over to me to try and ask for my fat dick but I needed to find my guest into this fuck frenzy. I walked down on shaft tunnel. Saw boys fucking in every which position they could but as I reached the end of the tunnel still no young filipino stud. I started back, when I heard some guys talking about new blood. One was a definite tweaker, and the other a cum slut with jizz riding down their legs and asses. They saw me coming and immediately presented their asses open and winking. "Where's the new boy?" "Gimme your load and Ill tell you." said one. I slapped him hard across the face and moved to the other. "He's in the front train car!" the other one said flinching. So I made my way to the train car and I could see and hear the fuck shadows moving. I opened the door to the car. 12 maybe more faces turned from the crowd to see me. I got a few bro nods and then they went back to the attention. On the floor of the car was two bears with thick cocks humping and grunting, but then I saw john. smack dab in the middle of the two hairy fat fuckers who were double fucking his ass hole. I watched for a maybe 5 seconds seeing the cocks slam up and down his hole while cum dripped and caked between their legs balls and groins, and thats when I noticed John wasn't moving. His body had been limp. Deathly limp. "He's done fuckers." I spoke. a few moved aside. The bears looked to eachother. "Says who?" Said this one fucked up looking twink. I punched him into a wall and turned around. The two bears climbed off john and I saw him completely for the first time in what must have been only 20 minutes since I'd lost him. His face was badly bruised and his nose was bleeding. There were scratches and bite marks and bruises on every inch of his body. His hole was gaping. cum blood and piss were drooling from his busted rectum. I scooped him up and carried him and out of the building to the black tranny. He/she looked shocked which I'm assuming must be a lot considering what she usually sees. "I can't call the cops here" Was all he said. "What the fuck happened you weren't there for more and hour maybe two." "Just give me the clothesr" She did and we left. On the ride home john woke slightly mumbling stop. I can't. Oh my god no more. Some sort shock must have been setting in. I just drove back to my place. I took him inside and ran the shower. and washed the scratches and blood. I laid him down and he began to wake up. I wanted to ask him what the fuck happened but then I already knew. I set up the hotest fucking piece of ass to the horniest worst fuckers in town, and drugged him and let him get used up. "Fuck me sir" Finally breathed out of his lips. He was looking right at me. I stared back into the black holes of eyes that when I first met him were filled with light. He was high, but he was really mine. I stole him that night from the club in pieces and now I had all of him. He'd given it all up. I spread his legs and inserted my soft cock into him. He was so used that it slipped in with ease and he moaned. "Thank you. Fuck me please. Thank you." I slowly began to harden inside him. "Yes. Yes. Yes Fuck Me. Yes yES yES YES FUCK ME DADDY FUCK ME FUCKME I'M YOURS!" When my full cock was hard I was sliding into him. His hole would open and swallow my cock with ease of a proper whore. So i fucked harder "SIIIIIRRRRRRAHHHHHHHFUUUCKKK!" His ass was cumming already vibrating just from the feeling of cock inside him. He moaned and groaned and came 6 times before I unloaded a fat load into him. I rolled over and knew that he was broken and done. I left a note that I was done with him and didn't ever wanna see him again next to the pillow when he woke up in the morning. He was gone when I got back. _____________________________________________________________________________ A few months passed and I had not seen any more of john. I kept up my regular routine. Tony had become a cock hungry lil bitch that would beg for my cock. I already had plans to turn him into a cum dump for his birthday. I went to my dealer who lived in this crack hotel he owned. Knocked on his door. He opened it and we made our usual talk for deals when I heard some fucking going on and asked him about it. "Aw man we got this hot lil drugwhore here bout a weekago. Bitch is beautiful and cock crazy." He led me to the back of the room pulled back a curtain and I saw him. John was riding one guy, jacking off another, and slurping on a thrid dick. He had dried cum stains on his chest and abs and he must have lost 20 + lbs. His was so small and ripped. You could still tell there was plenty of muscle on him. I watched him bouce up and down for a good 20 minutes while I stroked the whole time john never noticed me. My dealer lit up a bowl and I watched as buyer/dealer came in and out walked to the back and immediately knew john was a complimentary present for them. They'd flip him over use him turn him again. 3 way double fuck and john just kept going and going just taking cock for cock. We'd finished the bowl and the sun had set maybe 3 or 4 hours before. when john's 29'th cock finally jizzed on his face and left. The dealer was ushering him out and making shit talk with him when John finally noticed me. He looked at me. Almost confused. Like he was seeing a ghost. But I was the one seeing a ghost. The boy I had seen in that club that I trained and got royally fucked up was gone. John got up and walked over to me and got on his knees took my semi dick in his mouth and began to suck. I watched him and he was a machine working me to full mast then. I pulled him off and began to walk away. He grabbed my hand. "Fuck me?" He asked "Oh I already fucked you up baby." Kissed him on his fore head The dealer came in and gave john and I a look. John read it and got on the bed on all fours while the dealer whipped out his cock. "You gonna get some bro" He asked me. I shook my head and made my way out hearing the dealer slap John and hearing balls slap ass over and over. I drove over to the club where I met john. Feeling nostalgic. I saw john's old boyfriend/husband whatever having drinks with some friends laughing but also looking tired. He saw me and nodded raising his drink. I don't know what we were cheering to but I raised my back. I got out a card and wrote down the address for the dealer with the words saying John is here. Give him my name for the password. I bought a drink for the guy and had the bartender take the drink and card to him. I guess just a feeling I could actually give John back to him somehow. As i was thinking more and more about this till I turned my head as saw this boy walk in. Light skin. Tight jeans. 5'7 maybe definite little jock and looked smooth and fine with big soft lips. He was with a group of guys and girls around his age. My eyes set on his and he set his eyes back on me. I smiled and moved toward him. I guess I just needed a new project. The end

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I slid my dick out of him and watched his body convulse and shiver uncontrollably on the couch. My cock was red and pink all over from how badly I tore him up. I rubbed the mix of cum, torn ass, and red streaks off my cock onto my hand and stuffed the goo into John's mouth. Although still shivering, he sucked my fingers and licked my hand, cleaning off the mess from his ass. I needed a moment to think. I looked at him, his tight body and olive skin, his abs flexing as he shivered and moaned, his erect nipples, his entire body begging for more action. He had admitted he was mine. All mine, and all I wanted to do was to whore him out and abuse him. I slapped him hard, grabbed his hair and threw him to the floor. "Get dressed" I told him as I walked to my room and began to pack a bag. When I walked down, he stood there waiting: silent, strong, handsome, powerfully good looking, and completely broken. "Are you taking me to the video store again?" he asked sounding sad. I grabbed the back of his head and forced my tongue into him feeling him moan as he licked my tongue and I shoved it down his throat, tasting the cocktail that was still so fresh on his breath. Gesturing for him to follow me, I lead him outside and we got into the car, driving for a while in silence. We both knew whatever was in store for tonight it would not be easy for John. Finally we came to a warehouse on the seedy side of town. It looked deserted and abandoned except that a nearby parking garage was nearby full. I knocked on the door and a guy answered with a nod. I pulled out a card from my wallet he looked at me and then looked at John, who was standing behind me. "He a member?" he asked. "After tonight he will be" I responded. The bouncer smirked, looking John up and down. This was an 'invite only' membership, but he licked his lips as he admired John and let us in. I walked into the warehouse where there were a couple of gambling tables around which were all sorts of guys, some girls, and trannies. They watched discretely us as we walked passed through the crowd, although they tried not to take their eyes off their money or the cards, as this was not a place you could trust the guy sitting next to you. In the back there was a door which opened downstairs. I opened it and ushered John in. At the bottom of the staircase was a very dark lobby in which a tranny receptionist sat behind a set of bars. I began to undress and John, without a word, followed my example. The tall black tranny behind the desk watched us both and smiled as I handed her our clothing. The only thing I kept was a rather large crystal. She took a black marker and wrote a series of numbers on my forearm, and at the same time, a good looking wolfish looking man walked out from the door adjacent to the receptionist. As he opened the door through which he entered the lobby, the smell hit both of us. Sex and sweat and filth bellowed-forth from the dim, red-lit room beyond the lobby. The sounds of moaning, screaming, and fucking filled the lobby for a brief instant. The Wolf Man looked at us, smiled and quickly walked back into the sex room, giving us another brief preview of what lay beyond that point. The tranny smiled, looking at John's nervous face, took my bag and our things, storing them in the back of the cage. "Where are we?" John finally spoke. "Its an abandoned subway project that was started few decades ago. Now its something much more useful." I grabbed John with one hand, jerked him around, and, spat into my free hand, roughly fingering his hole, and without much ceremony, shoved the crystal as deeply as I could into his ass. He grunted in real pain as I finger-fucked him for a few seconds, making sure the crystal was securely lodged in his hole, admonishing him, "Now, you keep that ass clenched and don't you dare let that baby out" as I withdrew my finger. The black tranny had come back and was obviously enjoying the free show as she ushered us to the door. "Have a good time boys," She said " Hope you enjoy yourselves." Her smile was evil as sin. We passed into the room beyond, once again hit hard by the smell and sounds of sex. I lead John a bit further, down yet another staircase, where we could hear the increasing sounds of moans, grunts, groans of the dimly lit area becoming louder and louder. It got harder to breath and I could see the booty bump inside John's ass was already making him very uncoordinated. There were some 20 to thirty naked guys of all sorts watched us as we walked to the main area, which was essentially a large cave about the size of a small presentation hall. Three slings where in use with guys lined-up for to take their turn, as a couple of twinks and muscle boys swung back and forth as their holes were stuffed. Further on there was a long ditch that would have been the area for the subway leading to another tunnel and that even darker area had its own series of noises and action. John was lost, his head swimming. He stumbled for a second as the bigger guys in the room began to move toward us. A boy soon was at my knees and took my dick in his mouth. John watched in awe as the boy began to suck me in earnest. He was maybe a few years older than John, slimmer and not as defined, but he expertly nursed my cock to full mast. John turned around slowly, and was so high that I saw his head collide with the torso of a rather large bear who was aggressively fucking a very built muscle boy who was laying in a sling. Both the bear and gym bunny were gone, as high as fuck. The bear had a extraordinarily thick six inch cock, and muscle boy's cock was shriveled-up. As the bear pulled out, the boy immediately began to whine for cock, so loudly laughing, the bear grabbed John by the back and ushered him to the gym bunny's hole. Truthfully, until now I hadn't noticed John's cock, but as it was now the center of attention, I couldn't help but notice it was a decent seven inches. If I hadn't been so mezmerized by his hole and ass and chest, I would certainly not have missed it. In any event, John slipped into the gym bunny's ass, and both of their heads flew back and they both moaned. John's hands felt-up the gym bunny's body, and seemingly John enjoyed playing with a such a well-built stud. The gym bunny guided John's hands to all of his pleasure points, as he simultaneously begged John to fuck him, and John, naturally, was happy to comply. The bear ran his hands all over John, tweaking his nipples and aligning his own fat dick with John's asshole, and began to apply pressure. The thickness was alarming, at least to John, who screamed, but the gym bunny held John still by wrapping his legs around John's waist, and soon enough the bear was balls-deep in John, who was passively ploughing into the bunny. I watched the sling pick-up motion as more guys clustered around the three screaming men. Pulling the boy off my cock, I moved closer to get a better look. From my new vantage point I could see the bear had thrown John on top of the gym bunny, and John and the bunny were making out, grunting and slobbering over each other in an uncontrollable frenzy as the bear alternated between their holes, finally unloading his load into the gym bunny deep and hard. Finally both the bear and bunny received the reward he wanted. Quickly John was pulled-off the gym bunny whose ass was quickly refilled by another on-looker's cock. John, however, was lost to my immediate sight, as he was being hustled down into the tunnel by some other guys: the real show was about to begin.

Weeks passed, fucks passed, and I still had not seen John. He had not been on Grindr, or at the clubs, and I had jacked-off to our fuck vids till my dick hurt. Other asses just weren't the same. One day, as I was driving home from work, I saw John's car parked outside my place. I parked, and walked over to it. seeing the boy sitting in the front seat looking at his steering wheel. I tapped on the door and he looked at me. He'd looked troubled, scared, defeated. I smiled at motioned for him to follow me inside. "Missed you boy." He remained silent. "You miss daddy?" He looked at me and nodded. He walked through the door and he began to undress solemnly, almost reverently. The seriousness and apathy was starting to annoy me, so I slapped him hard in the face. An expression of anger crossed his face, so I back-handed him. He fell to his knees, and I grabbed his hair. "Answer me when I talk to you, boy. Don't forget who you belong to." "Yes, sir" he finally responded. I slapped him again and he just looked back at me, trying to convey he was a man, not a kid. Again I slapped him hard, and as began to strip-off my clothing, asked "Now, tell me why you're here." "I couldn't resist it anymore. Issac said I could do as I pleased, but I tried to stop myself." "Issac?" "My husband" he said. "You're both married?" "No." "You like my cock better?" He fell silent, as he didn't want to commit himself. I back-handed him again. Now half-naked, I stood in front of him, and walked to the living room. He got to his feet to follow me, but I cut him to size: "No boy. You crawl. Strip and crawl." He removed his shirt, and involuntarily I thought 'Fuck, that's a fuckin' perfect body' and he truly was. He was a stud, fit with muscle all over but not more than proportional, his olive skin was smooth and he had enough just a slight round of fat on the right places - like his ass. He slipped out of this clothing, including his jock strap and crawled behind me to the couch where I christened him as a cum slut. I unzipped, slid-down my pants and sat on the couch as my cock began growing. Spreading my legs, I gestured for him to crawl up to my crotch, and as he assumed the position, I asked "Now tell me why you're here." "I'm here so you can use me, sir So you can take what you want, and do what you want." "You know there is no limit of what I could do to do. When you submit to me, your life means nothing. You are nothing, pathetic. You have no purpose, you're just a tool. A pretty little tool. A toy I can break and throw away." "Yessir..." he said his breathing became more heavy as my tool began to raise to full mast. "And what would you say if it was my plan to break you completely, to make you useless." His eyes started to well up, but he answered correctly "If that's what you want, sir." "That's what I'm thinking of, boy. This weekend I want to break you, to so demolish you that your boy would never take you back. To make guys think twice and pause about fucking you, because everyone has had a go. To wreck your body. What do you say to that?" "As you wish," dropping his head low. It was my turn to take the initiative: "Start sucking, boy." He finished the crawl in between my legs, took my rock-hard cock into his mouth and began to grunt in pleasure, bobbing his head up and down and back and forth. As if from a thousand miles distant, I watched him make out with my rock hard dick, swallowing all seven inches down again and again, moaning and looking up and me in ecstasy. He would pop the cock out of his mouth, massage it with the spit and pre-cum, and then go back down on it. I put my hand behind the back of his head pushed the extra inches down. I could feel them pass into his throat as my balls were soaked with spit. He gagged, but I held him there. Tears rolled down his eyes, and his stomach heaved, but still I held him immobile. His arms began to flail, so I pulled him off and slapped him once, twice, three times and he looked at me, his face now covered with spit, tears, and pre-cum. I smiled and pushed him back on my dick. All the way down. He controlled his gag reflex this time, so I held him down and my cock curved into his throat until my balls were resting on his chin. With both hands I held his head and pumped deep. He was trying to breath - I could feel his chest and lungs heaving, but clearly he was not getting enough oxygen, so I out of his mouth, slapped him, and then pushed him back down. He gasped when I pulled his mouth off my cock, trying to catch his breath before I pushed him back down. I repreated the process again and again, until finally I wanted to go even further. I grabbed his head and didn't slap him when I pulled him off, instead I let him gasp and heave and when he looked me dead in the eye, I told him to take a deep breath. He complied and when he was at maximum, I slowly slid my cock all the way as I had been before. My cock disappeared inside his mouth, and I held his head staring into his eyes. His air began to run out, i stepped on his hands to keep them from flailing. His eyes looked fearful as I held his head in place and continued to hold him there. He began to struggle and still I held him. The fear in his eyes grew. His air was exhausted, he was desperate to breathe, but couldn't. He was choking and it made his throat squeeze and tighten as it milked my cock. It felt so fuckin' good I wanted to throw my head back and roar with pleasure, but I also wanted to see his face. Within seconds his eyes began to go hazy and roll to the back of his head - his throat was now squeezing with less severity, so I threw him off my cock to the floor. He coughed while in a fetal position. "Get back over here" I commanded. He heaved and tried to crawl back to my cock but I grabbed his small frame and lifted him up. I positioned him straddling my cock and he looked at me as I asked him who he belonged to. "You, Sir" he said, as he ran his hands over my head. With that acknowledgement, I pressed him down on my cock with only his throat jucices for lube. He screamed as it periced him all the way balls-deep, but I sucked on his nipples forcing him to relax. He began to bounce and bounce and moan milking my cock expertly back and forth up and down and began licking his biceps as he raised his arms behind the back of his head. I watched his body ride and he was in complete heaven I licked his body as he moved feeling his obvious strength and his submission to me and I couldn't contain myself anymore. With my dick still in him, I flipped him on the couch so he was on his back and began to drive. I slammed my cock in again and again like there was no tomorrow. I fucked him beastally and it was a rampage as I pounded his moans were barely audible over my growling and sweat began to pour off us both. I fucked harder and harder slamming myself into him and his head rolled and arms grabbed me. I could feel his ass began to shake the internal was building up in him but it was my turn to be lost. both hands on his waist, I grabbed and slammed him into me. Johns internal began, and I could feel the vibrations all around my dick. His voice struck a manly note, but as he couldn't speak, it was reduced to resonations. His body tensed-up, as cum shot everywhere between us, but I did not slow down fucking him. John's shaking grew even more severe. His arms grabbed the couch and I could see he was barely hanging on as his asshole reverberated with each thrust - so naturally I kept stabbing him harder and harder. His moans and fucks became even less understandable. It was more animal than human. i yelled and fucked not finding my release, I grabbed his legs and raised them even wider seeing my dick pierce him with long strokes. Red was streaked across my cock and still I fucked harder, his hole swallowing ever jab. My eyes rolled back as I could feel my balls tighten. I threw my head back, feeling as though time slowed down for a moment, then I slammed my dick in deep, and felt all of myself pour into John. I looked down - his mouth was wide open but I heard no sound. His body shook, but there was only a ringing in my ears. Finally I fell on top of him I could his hear him gasping, but most of all I felt his body shivering uncontrollably under mine. I felt his ass quickly squeezing and relaxing over and over. He was lost, all lost still in an internal orgasm, and still there would be more to come. More to cum.

I climbed off John, threw on some basketball shorts and slowly walked to the door. The knocking varied, but suggested a diligence and dedication that could only mean one thing. I opened the door and there stood the boyfriend. He stood at 5' 7", 170 to 180 pounds, well fed, and he'd grown a good beard since I had last seen him. He looked like a hot cub and I noticed his eyes quickly checked me out, up and down. No words were spoken as I let him in, and equally wordlessly I led him to the basement where we found John, his boyfriend of six years laying naked on the king sized mattress, covered in cum and hickeys, his asshole winking and muscles twitching from the stress of the onslaught of fuck session through which he had just gone. The boyfriend walked slowly over to John, placed his hand on his knee, body and face. John's eyes fluttered, and uttered a sound which was almost like a name and then sighed back to sleep. The boyfriend smiled meekly and kissed John on the forehead, murmuring almost sweetly "You fucking slut" as he caressed John's face. Then he leaned down and pulled an eight inch blade from his side of his shoe. I wondered briefly what he did for a living that made him have to carry a knife on his person, but I simply crossed my arms and remarked "He loved every second of it." "I have no doubt he did." The boyfriend said matter of factly "There's always been a little slut buried inside him. You don't love someone for six years and not know the cravings inside." I couldn't help but smile. Did he actually accept this part of his boyfriends identity? With that I cautiously remarked "One cock will never be enough for him." "You'd think I should buy him a new dildo each Christmas and birthday, in addition to his regular gift. I know my boyfriend. I know what he craves and I know what he's like" pausing to wipe the tears off John's face, and then adding "And I also know when he's done." "Deciding to test the boyfriend, I asked "What makes you think I'll let you walk out of here with him?" Now it was his turn to smile. "Because you and I aren't that different, Mark." I couldn't help it, my eyes widened slightly. If not for the dark, he would have known that he'd taken me off guard. "We both get bored after we're done and kick the boy out when we're satisfied, and given the fact that you took the time to answer the door, I'd say you were done. After all you really called me over here to pick him up since he obviously won't be walking." With that the boyfriend took off his shirt revealing a large well defined and slightly hairy chest and a surprisingly flat stomach. He covered John with the shirt and pulled some gym briefs from his pocket and lifted John up in both arms. I couldn't help but get the feeling he was showing off as he carried his now-destroyed boy up the staircase. I watched him stuff his boyfriend in his car, kiss him lightly on the cheek before getting in and driving off. I also couldn't help get the feeling John was still going to get fucked to his boyfriend's satisfaction when he got home. I smiled to myself, thinking of his boyfriend who would probably gently clean him off before throwing his body back onto a bed and fucking John's brains out, as he probably had planned to do all along that night. I thought the boyfriend to be cold and uncaring, while at the same time remarkably passionate. I began to get hard at the very thought of the scene that would be unfolding at John's place, but his boyfriend had been right. For now at least, I was done with John. I flipped on Grinder, and began the hunt, but I was distracted as I thought of John's fine body and ass, and how little my next conquest would compare too it, but finally a profile caught my eye: Tony was on-line. Tony, the slim athletic boy who had fucked John in my first encounter. A plan began to unfold in my mind and I knew tonight would not be wasted, so I initiated this conversation: yo hey whats up he replied you remember me yeah... john's coming back tonight he wants more really? yeah, I told him It would just be u and me fucking him. and he seemed really excited fuck ur kidding me I'm boned nah come on over we'll fuck himtogether Tony showed up almost instantly. As he walked in, he stripped off his shirt and walked straight into the living room, and promptly froze with his hand on his pant button when he saw the empty room. "He's not here yet," I explained, adding "he's trying to sneak away from his boy." "They're still together?" asked Tony in a somewhat shocked voice. "Yeah, I guess so" as I smiled and handed Tony a drink into which I had thrown an Ambien. Within ten minutes Tony was yawning, "You want some Redbull bro?" I asked. "You're looking sleepy." "Yeah, totally man." I passed him a Redbull into which I had loaded with G. He chugged it, no doubt wanting to be ready for John, who's boyfriend was probably balls-deep in fucking him. Tony was slim fit with nice abs n a good round booty. John had maybe ten pounds more muscle, but Tony was taller, and his face was easier on the eyes. I began to rub Tony's shoulders lightly, testing how awake he was. Tony was clearly fighting to stay awake, but his muscles were becoming limp. "Let's get this party started." "Wha--" Tony began, but I had my tongue in his mouth and began to pull down the slim top's jeans. He moaned against my tongue as the confusion of Ambien, Redbull and G impaired his judgement. Soon enough he fell to the floor. "I'm a t-tt-top" he moaned as I sucked on his neck and my hands started to spread and squeeze his ass cheeks. "No you're not" and I began to work my well lubed finger into his hole. It was super tight and small. I held his 28 inch waist and pressed my spiked lube into his hole. He moaned and shook and then began to back his ass up onto my hand as the lube took its toll. Two fingers, then three began to vigorously open-up his hole. Finally, when I gauged he was ready, I began to push my dick in. He resisted to some degree, but his body was craving it, so I pushed my cock head into his ass steadily, thinking I was ploughing a hole that was practically virginal. Finally he arched his back and accepted my assault until my balls were resting on his hole. I began to move inside of him, and not surprisingly he shook, groaned, and yelled, grabbing my arms then letting them drop above his head, again and again. I could feel his ass open for me, so I picked-up speed and fucked him vigorously. His eyes were open and glazed and his mouth open, yet silent, as I unloaded my final load of the day into him. I pulled out, tossed his clothing at him , then pushed him out the door. I watched him stumble in the direction of the bus stop, all the while still trying to slip into his clothing - and yet avoid falling on the pavement. I stood in the window for a long time thinking: for the first time in as long as I could recall, I felt oddly unsatisfied from sex. I wanted the open Filipino hole I'd been fucking so vigorously. I wanted to rape and whore out the hot, masculine, tiny bottom slut with a hot cub boyfriend. The boy was in my head, and I would have him again. Soon. More to cum

I rolled my head back. Derek's tongue was now replaced with his fingers and he called "Fred, come look at this beautiful hole". Fred shucked off his dressing gown and swigging a coke to chase his E and kamagra, placed a knee on either side of my head and bent his hard cock down for me to deep-throat. "Show me that hole babe" he said bending his tanned lean body over mine and pulling my legs in the air. My body was on fire, the E coursing through me, making me buoyant. I was worshipping Fred beautiful meat, tonguing back the foreskin to the shiny purple head, swallowing deeper and angling my head for the deepest face-fuck. I bucked my waist up for better inspection by the two of them. Derek's hands were spreading my cheeks now, while Fred started to spit on my hole and use his thumbs to rub it in either side. He started to flick my pink ass with his index finger and then leaned back and got some lube. He came back with a shot of lube in his hand and began to work it into me. "How's that feel?" "Ok I guess. a bit odd though - you fingernails are a bit rough" I remarked with the brashness of my cocaine leaving diplomacy in the gutter. "Would you like something softer in there?" Fred asked. I felt the press of Derek's cock near my hole - I had only barebacked twice at this stage and once cause a guy snuck off the condom halfway through, but the touch of Derek's cock felt magical - like a charger I had to plug in or a body part I was having phantom pains for - I needed it in me, my whole ass-passage was convulsing in tingling waves of sensation - how good would it be to have a slippy-hard-cock jack into me - I had to have it. "You guys are negative right?" The two looked at eachother "last time we checked, which was about ..a year ago?" Fred said, 'to be honest we don't know, or care really, I guess we'll get it eventually". I felt Derek run his cockhead slipping up against my pucker, flattening his cock to his belly and grinding against my hole. Fred stuck a finger in my mouth, "taste that", it was the taste of my hole, "and that" it was precum - Fred's or Derek's I wasn't sure. Next Fred was holding some poppers under my nose, I sat up a little and sniffed them deep. I knew I would have to have them inside me, that this was what people were on about when they raved about bareback sex, the pure animal joy of fucking and mingling your self with another person - the ultimate letting go. "Go for it Derek" He lubed his cock one more time, then started slipping it in. I pulled Fred's hairy ass down onto my face and tongued his hairy sweaty ass-hole as my ass sent information straight to my pleasure circuits - I was on overload. Derek, the random guy from an hour ago was pumping my ass getting his fucktool right up my sphincter and now was shoving it further to stretch out my rectum, it felt fucking insane. It felt right. He started to build up a rhythm and I bucked by pelvis into him "C'mon" I shouted, "fuck me!" Derek pumped away at me, we got into a great fucking rhythm and then after no time (though with the E it was probably a while) he asked me to turn over onto my knees. I did so and he grabbed me by my jockstrap. "You ready for me, you dirty little whore?", and shoved back into me again. Fred fed me his rockhard meat and started slapping me around the face with it "you want my cock boy?" You're just a fucking chemslut aren't ya?" "Wanna get fucked up on anything we have yeah?" "What's that?" he asked. "Oh yeah" I answered, getting back into the rhythm with Derek "fuck my ass Derek, oh yeah Fred feed this chemslut" Fred chuckled and went over to the stash. He measured out a cap full of G. At this stage Derek's cock felt like an intrinsic part of my body, like it was only complete with it and as it shoved its way rubbing my prostate, all the electricity and zinging nerve endings were sending pleasure direct to my primitive brain - oh yeah I was fucking flying on that E and loving every second of it. I craved Derek's cock in me. Fred mixed up three doses of G - a little less for me, cause again I'd never tried it before. I pulled off of Derek for a breather and Fred said "this makes you fucked up and horny - perfect for me fucking you". We then did another pill, then Fred said "I'm gonna give you something very special chemslut!" He got behind me, slapped my ass, I groaned in pleasure. "Oh you like that?", he spanked me again, and again until he was whacking my red ass cheeks "oh fuck yeah - smack my ass" My ass was red and tingling as Fred positioned his cock in front of my pucker. "I'm gonna give you something good". He motioned as Derek came over with the stash - he spooned out a generous amount of cocaine onto his cock-head and said "open wide slut, you're going to enjoy this" and fucked the coke into me. The next few hours were a drug hazed blur. I remember coming up again on the G (it was like being drunk really really quick) and then with the E as the coke invaded my bowels and made me numb-er but tinglier and frantic for cock. At one point shortly after being spit-roasted by Derek and Fred, I got them to quickly swap positions and sucked all the remaining coke and ass juice off Fred's cock. I turned into a bit of a director while high, and got the guys to eat my ass deep and then immediately kiss me. I was getting so turned on by my own flavour. I turned into a bit of a rimming machine too and whoever wasn't fucking me was being deep tongued by me - they never got rimmed so deep they told me. I was chewing and nibbling and jaw fucking and nose diving and they were slick from the top of their crack to their taint as I opened them up. "Can you put that fucking giant to use?" Derek asked after one long rim bout. We had all popped another pill. I was getting fucked by Fred from behind, while holding Derek's ass up while he rested his neck and shoulders on the the bed. I lowered his back down onto the bed, my cock lubed and pulsing from my jacking it while I rimmed, "Oh yeah" I said. "You ready?" "Wait!" Derek said and grabbed a bottle of poppers, then scooted over to the edge of the bed so it wouldn't make Fred's fucking harder. After the poppers went round, he flipped his legs back again, exposing his beautiful brown hole. I rubbed my cock head up and down his slick lovechannel, "You ready?" "Yeah" I shoved it in, (when I top I have to be rough, cause the head is too big to ease it in - I kinda have to ask forgiveness rather than permission - if that makes sense?). Derek's eyes went wide, "Sorry dude, you knew it was big, want me to stop?" I asked not really caring, cause I was in control of the situation, I could feel his bowels adapt to my cockhead "no, no you're fine, it's just, it's - damn that's big" Fred was watching all this while holding his cock still inside me. I slowed down the rhythm I was building just slightly "Guys - I just want to say, thanks for your hospitality, it's not every guy who'll take some randomer in off the street and give him the fuck of his life!" The others smirked - it was the coke or the E talking, but everyone was having an amazing fuck. This couple had shared their intimacy with me and we were swimming on chem loved up-ness. "No problem lad, you're one crazy fucker and I'm so glad to have met ya", Fred replied over my shoulder. All my weird doubts about being too naive about the drugs melted away - these guys were horny hot drug gurus here to fuck me to fucking transcendental state. I built up the tempo, I got Derek to raise his ass so that I was pressing down into him like press ups, meanwhile Fred stood very still above me - we all got close and squirmy and cocks seemed to mingle, I built up the tempo again - "come on!" Fred's fuckstick was pounding my ass as I took whatever opportunities in the rhythm to grind into Derek's pulsing asslips as he angled his ass diagonal and to side for a great sloppy deep fuck. Derek needed to change position to one that needed me to stay as still as possible, but eventually I had to pull out. Those daisy chain fucks are good in porn but always a little awkward in real life. Derek sucked his juices off my cock, and then scooted himself down underneath me. He held his kamagra enhanced weapon up and Fred rearanged a double fuck - Derek in first from below, and then Fred starting to push in. I stopped them and went for the poppers - immediately feeling sorry about my callousness toward Derek's hole - this was another first and I told them straight out "be gentle guys, I've never DP'd before". Derek was nestled deep in my guts when (post a lot of poppers) Fred made a push again to come in too. "Oh fuuuuuuck" I said feeling my hole stretch painfully, this can't be good! Then, "Jesus, it feels so full", then "oh fuck yeah, move it a little more slowly, just till I get used to it", then "hnnnnghhh - it's good and mad at the same time - fuck yeah.... oooh.. ahh... ow ow" (I was such a fuckin motor mouth cause of the coke!). Fred got his Iphone and started taking videos and showing me which probably kept me going a lot longer cause it was so horny to watch replays of the cockfest tear up my hole. "Ok that's about as much as I can take two at a time" I said, sliding Fred out, then bending around and down to suck my ass juices off of him. We disentangled, and Derek (who was a bit of a coke-fiend) got up and divvied up another line each. I asked that I snort my line off Derek's asshole, so he lies on his back, pulls his knees to his ears and I snort it off his pucker. I lick my finger to get the crumbs and rub them around his brown bud with Derek grunting appreciatively. "Ok guys, I want one last scene, Derek, turn over onto you knees, Fred get on top of him and both present your arses to me" With a little maneuvering they got in position. "Ok boys I wanna be like Brad McGuire" I got deep into rimming them one after the other. Tongue-fucking their holes till they were wet and open for my cock. I started fucking Derek again, we were all up on that last E and I was still hard thanks to the kamagra. I got Fred to almost stand on all fours above Derek so I could lap his hairy hole with force while I skewered Derek (who was fucking loving it showing his piggy side, groaning "pound my hole, aw yeah"). While doing that I was slavering and rasping Fred's man-clit eating that top ass into submission. He was shoving back into me again and slipping some fingers in beside my tongue, then my thumb, I knew he could take me. I got him down on his knees again, just above Derek and pulled my ass-slick pole out of Derek's quivering cunt (I could hear some disappointment in Derek's breathing - "wait there" I said as I hooked and slotted Fred's cock into Derek's fuckhole. The two were chuckling a little as my coked-up porn director positioned everyone and kneeling on the edge of the bed I rubbed my greasy sweaty cock on Fred's hole - "C'mon Fred, you know you want it!" throwing out that totally unapologetic cliché, "don't pass on the chance to get this big boy inside of you". He retorted, "that's what I'm afraid of man! It's very fucking big!" I ground against his hole, my slobber lubing the motion up and around, and poking just a tad and then up and around again. Sweat-slick from the E and all the fucking, I leant my chest against his back, teasing his hole with my cock, while licking his ear, growling You didn't take me for a top did ya?" "MM fuck yeah" he groaned and as I worked a bit more of it in. Derek had passed up the poppers and we were both sniffing long and deep. "Annnd there we are" I said as I slid my cock into the head and little more "feels great yeah?" The poppers had done their job. "So fucking big... but yeah just go slow!" I went semi slow.. Working all my cock in and building a rhythm took a little while, but Derek moved out from under us and in front of us so we could both chew his ass while we fucked, which kept me hard. Fred then surprised me on the next bout of poppers when his ass was finally used to me, and started grinding his hole onto my fuckstick. "Ah yeah fuck me hard" and I did.... And Derek muffled him soon after with his cock, and we kept on fucking for another couple of hours. Unfortunately the guys weren't able to come on E, but I was and I shot my load deep in Derek. I ended up going out to that house another three times - each other time with a third guy there and the last with two extra guys but they'll have to wait for another time. I hope you enjoyed this. Cheers.

yeah but i've found that a lot of men don't find that extra socket worth the expense or trouble they have to go through to get it,18 years of child support payments have never popped out of my sockets

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