Leaderboard

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.

I was at a sex party yesterday, this dude was very oral, all over me, gave the most amazing head; yeah, I'm a bottom but who doesn't like a good bj now and then, right? So at one point, he works his way down my leg and then starts kissing and sucking my feet and toes. HOLEEEE FUCK! I've never had that done before and it was fucking amazing, I mean it felt so good like orgasmic good, you know? I thought I was hard when he was sucking my cock but when he went to my feet, I got a stiffy like I haven't had since high school/ Try it. Find a guy into feet and let him do his thing. It's amazing!

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

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.

I love it when that happens. It's almost like getting a bonus, unexpected fuck when you're not expecting one.

Gave one in the gym sauna earlier to a married guy in his late 50's. We've fool around a few times but mostly jacking one another and I've blown him a couple of times. I saw him getting out of his street clothes as I was headed to the sauna and we waved at one another. I was already stroking myself hard when came in wearing a towel. What surprised me was he carrying a little jar of Vaseline which he handed me, tossed his towel on the bench and then bent over. I quickly greased my dick and slowly started to push it in his ass. I've got a thick cock and he was tight, but after he loosened up I started pounding him hard and fast while he stroked himself. I loved how he was whimpering and trying not to make too much noise. It didn't take long before I told him I was ready to breed his tight hole, and then I shoved it in to the hilt and came deep inside of his ass. My orgasm was so intense I thought my knees would buckle, but I kept fucking him as he rubbed out his own load. Without a word I slapped his ass, grabbed my towel and left for the shower.

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 live here, would be nice to take a ton of cum, maybe breed a few too

I rarely get hard when bottoming and my erection is pretty dependent on the attitude of the other guy. Guys who are verbal and descriptive about what they want usually make me rock hard, but once I'm mounted and getting fucked all the focus seems to go into my hole. I used to jack while getting fucked, but I like getting fucked so much that I come really easily while getting fucked, so I usually end up hands off and that just ends up making me sluttier.

It was 2009 - I remember 'cause I was about to move to the countryside for a new job. I was 28 and am a tall good looking red-head, my hair was blonder from the summer sun and I had an Amish-type beard - shaven from the chin up, a defined slim body with a dusting of red hair on my chest and of course around my 9.5" cock. I was moving all my stuff from Dublin, but I had a problem - I had a huge stash of porn DVDs that was partly mine and that I'd partly inherited when an old fuckbud of mine had moved to Brussels. Most of it was twink-porn from my mate, and as twinks were not my cup of tea, I was eager to off-load it, so, rather than simply trashing the porn, I logged onto Gaydar to see if there were any takers. I was still a little hungover from the night before as I'd been out drinking with mates and the chatroom was full of people looking for a Sunday morning fuck. I messaged the chat room saying I had a stash of porn free for any takers and one guy quickly replied to my post. I checked his profile - just a body shot but a nice one - big pecs and toned sixpack and nice juicy cock. We chatted for a bit and he said he'd gladly pay my taxi fare to a suburb miles from the city centre. Fair enough I thought, get a taxi, dump my porn and head back to town for some brunch with mates who were now starting to surface. I got his number and address, packed-up the stash, popped out the door and hailed a taxi. Half an hour later the cabbie and I were in a sea of identical houses, but after some searching I found the right house, paid the taxi man, grabbed the box of porn and rang the doorbell. It was promptly answered by the guy, Derek, who was wearing a dressing gown. He was in his early forties, dark haired and hot with a kind of caesar look - strong nose and high cheekbones and, for an Irish guy, unnaturally tanned. I popped-in and he promptly said "Oh, here's your taxi fare", handing me 20 euro. Turning, however, I saw the taxi was half-way down the street. "Do you want to go tell him to wait?" asked Derek. "Nah" I replied, "I can call another one after I give you all of this." Derek replied "Fair enough" and gestured me into his kitchen. "My boyfriend's upstairs" he says "we just had a major group session last night - seven guys were here." My cock instantly twitched to attention. At this point I had had only one experience of group sex (outside of threesomes) about a month previous, and I was ready for more. We sat down and Derek asked me in I wanted a drink - I nodded thinking, as it was 10:00 AM, that he meant tea or coffee, but instead he made me a whiskey and coke. As he prepared it he asked "Do you want a line of coke, too?" I paused, thinking over his invitation. I had never done cocaine before and had just recently started trying heavier drugs than weed, though mostly Ecstasy and once or twice, speed. "Sure" I replied evenly " I haven't done it that much before though to be honest." "No problem" he replied smiling, "I'll keep you grounded." He brought the tray over with the drinks and the lines of coke - two for me and two for him, he passed me the rolled up five euro note and I snorted it back. "It'll take a little while to kick in" he mentioned. I was shuddering at this stage, which usually happens to me when I'm doing anything illicit and hot - I get jittery. He sat around the corner of the table facing me and we talk about the porn - some of it were DVDs that contained a selection of scenes from different Pornos that used to come with a magazine Porn-up - I tell him which are the hot scenes in the DVDs and I mention all the ones with rimming scenes - "Rimming's my favourite pastime" I say. At this stage I notice I'm talking a mile a minute and confess it's my first time with cocaine. He laughs and said "I guessed" and then he opens his legs a bit wider and starts to touch his bulge. "So I noticed on your profile you said your cock was extra large, how large is that?" I open up my legs a bit and say "about 9 and a half inches when hard". "Wow" he replies, milling and locking eyes with me, "I'd love to see that" I can really feel the effects of the cocaine at this stage, everything feels electric, I feel a little outside of myself as if I'm watching this scene from another room and directing it. I tell him confidently "well as I said, rimming is what really gets me hard" He goes "yeah?" and pushes himself forward on the seat, opening up his robe to show a nice thick juicy 7" cock and strong thick tanned legs. He pushes himself forward more and raises his legs up exposing his tight tan pucker. "Wanna have a taste?" I kneel down, his ass tastes musky, I can tell he's already been fucked and as I get more into it I start lapping up and down his hole like a dog. I get really focussed and start grinding my face into his tighthole working it open with my tongue, then grinding my jaw and tongue into it in strong biting motion - it drives him wild and he started assfucking my face. "Aw yeah, I knew I had to have you when I saw you step out of that taxi" he says, then sitting up he goes "come upstairs and meet my boyfriend" I stand up with him and take his hand...

Anything goes, but the more the merrier.

So I took a sauna visit this afternoon, fairly small place in a local town. Ran into a guy I met there three years ago - I remembered him, but he didn't remember me. Hey I'm just a fuckhole for these top guys! I remembered him because back then he fucked me so hard and for so long I kinda tripped out. Definitely memorable. This time, he was more direct. Got straight to rimming me, filling my hole with spit so it was nice and slippy then to my delight just shoved his cock inside me. Now this sauna has condoms and lube in every private room, but neither of us even considered dipping into that! So I was particularly happy he chose to fuck me raw He fucks me good and hard for about ten minutes then abruptly pulls out. I turn around, thinking he's gonna ask me to change positions and I see he's cumming. What the fuck, man! I realised I hadn't said he could cum in me - I thought it was obvious - so he pulled out. I grabbed his still wet cock and got it back inside me and told him he definitely shoulda given me that cumshot.. Don't worry, he says, I'll be ready again in about half an hour. Sure enough he was and I got my cumshot! A bit later on, I get fucked by three other guys, sadly all safe - I protested each time but they insisted god dammit - but all I could think about was the fact they were fucking that cumshot (technically two cumshots - see below) deeper into my ass with every condom-wearing thrust! That was four, five hours ago and the cum hasn't cum back out yet. Think it's been fucked into me good and hard... I have heard it can get absorbed if in for long enough. If so, this is a first for me. It feels good, the deepest I've ever taken a man's seed ... Now here's the real skanky confession. After the first fuck with my bareback guy, when he shot his load onto the floor instead of deep in my ass.... well, I waited for him to leave the private room, and found the pool of cum, and scooped it up with my fingers and straight into my ass! Really made sure it was up there good. Got down on all fours and cleaned the rest off the floor with my tongue which got me so hard I almost autoshot my own cumload... What a skanky fucking cumslut I am!

You're a good fucking cum slut! Love it!! I think if you didn't bother saying anything, the guy should have just assumed to blow his load in you. But it is actually nice that he was more considerate of you. Too bad the other guys insisted on condoms -I hate that! I had a guy fuck me who wouldn't even cum in me with the condom on just to avoid any risk. I was so frustrated! Glad you got that load worked up in you good and deep. I always keep it in until it's absorbed -I've never seen cum come out of my ass.

Yesterday met up with my buddy and we went to my bottom fuckhole's place and used his hungry hole. I fucked and bred him first, then my buddy plowed him and bred him. Then I ate his hole and my buddy's load out of his hole, and I was still horny and fucked the shit out of him and gave him another load. Left him dripping and used. Hot time!

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.

This happened yesterday. I don't know what it is about PG's County in Maryland but damn, seems like each and every black guy is gay ... I've hooked up with a sexy black guy once before at Glorious but because of my crazy ass schedule, it's been months since. Well, last night I finally had some time, so I made the trek to College Park to play in his basement he is renting. We started out by talking about TV shows ... quickly followed by us making out and him kissing and sucking my neck, then his hard dick deep down my throat. I alternated between kissing him and sucking him; after making him moan and precum for a few minutes he started grabbing my ass. He found the lube I brought, lubed his dick and my ass ... then slowly sunk all 7 inches of his sweet, thick black dick in me ... making me moan like a slut. Once he was all the way in he told me that he has a roommate, and that he's in his own room (so my buddy rents the living room part of basement) ... dunno why that turned me on, but I relaxed even more, thrust my ass back, and began to moan even louder as I buried my face in his sheets. We alternated positions, each time the sounds of him pounding the shit out of my ass ... his thighs and balls slapping against my ass ... and my moans and pleas begging for more filling the air. Missionary then doggy then flat on my stomach then on my side with us finishing doggy style. He fucked me hard and rough for about 20 minutes before he bit hard on my neck, thrusted one last time, abs literally screamed out, "Yeah, slut wants my load?" I always just leave after a hookup, but this time he asked if I wanted to stay overnight. So we cuddled and slept together ... and of course I returned the favor by fucking him mercilessly until I flooded his hole with a month-plus old load. Then we fell asleep with me holding him ... naked.

I had a FB (before I moved), who loved open hole. He seemed to love opening a hole more than he liked to breed it. Actually, what he really liked was to breed a very opened hole. His favorite way to find me was blindfolded and face down on my bed, naked and ass up. He'd spend lots of time alternating between fucking, fingering, eating and using toys on my hole. He was so slow and purposeful about his technique that I often couldn't tell how far he had gotten me. One time he spent a lot of time eating me and using toys and his hand. Before he left, I heard a "click" and later on he sent me a picture of my hole rose budded. I didn't even realize he had done it he had me so worked and excited and relaxed at the same time. He told me that when he was eating my hole, he was actually sucking on it so he could make it a rosebud. once he got it like that, it was his favorite type of hole to breed, so he bred it then snapped a picture for his trophy case. the whole idea of him doing that was a huge turn on for me, I miss him.

Part two So as time went on we kept fucking bareback but with him pulling out to blow on my stomach etc. But during out MSN chats at night as I lived in one city and him in another he brought up the subject of breeding. “I love that we are going raw, but I have this need to seed you and make you mine” My stomach did a flip but my cock got harder. I didn’t know how to respond. I was alright going raw with him but to take his poz cum in my hole. Would I convert right away or would I be okay. So many thoughts going through my mind at that moment Me “Let’s just see what happens” So we discussed it more and then he turned on his cam.I turned mine on too. We both turned off our volume and kept it as text as at that point in my life I was still living with the rents. I had never seen his cock that hard. So hard I thought it was going to split in two from the pressure that must have been going through his cock. “WOW you’re so hard” “Yeah it is the thought of finally breeding you. It would be my first time breeding someone” “Really? You never breed your ex?” “He and I discussed it but he was not comfortable with the idea” “Oh I see” was my reply. The longer we talked about it the more my fears melted away and his (as I later found out) he was just as nervous about the prospect as I was. He had taken off out west to visit some of his best friends for six days. I hadn’t heard much from him but we had planned to meet up the night he got back from his trip. So I met him at the bar. We had a beer then walked back to his place, which was not far from the bar. Once we got back to his place we had a few drinks and smoked a joint with his roommate, we ended up in the bedroom kissing and getting horned up for a fuck. I pulled his shirt off and went directly to his nipples while my other hand massaged his cock through his shorts. “I haven’t cum in six days” “Why not?” I asked “No privacy, plus rather cum with you” I thought WOW now that is dedication, (at that moment in my life I could not go more than 8 hours without relieving my balls as I would just get ornery if I didn’t. He was moving his hands down towards my ass. In my mind I am thinking tonight may be the night that I finally take his load. As we kept up the pitch of our foreplay my hole was getting more turned on, he was circling my hole with his finger, and I am thinking I am going to DEMAND his seed. No more of this pulling out bullshit. Tonight is the night. He removed my shorts in one quick motion and pulled his nipple out of my mouth. His shorts came off and we were standing naked kissing and exploring each of our bodies with our hands. He threw me down on the bed and pulled me to the edge of the bed, got down on his knees and buried his face in my ass. I felt electric shocks as he probed my most vulnerable spot. The spot where I knew his bare dick was going to go and if all went to plan, he would be planting his poz seed deep in my hole. I sat up and pulled him up. I got him to lay on the bed and I planted my ass directly on his face. I took his hard cock and heavy balls into my hand. I sucked down the head of his cock as far as I could into my mouth and down my throat while pulling on his balls gently, making him moan while he was eating my ass. His cock was by far one of the best I have ever sucked and he is one of the best rimmers I have ever had. I spit his cock out and turned so I could kiss him. He looked at me after I broke the kiss as we both needed to catch our breath. He looked at me and said “Can we breed?” “Yes please breed me” I replied. He sat up on his haunches I sat up too. He kissed me, pulled away and said “I have been waiting for this day” then kissed me again. “Me too since you first brought it up” he handed me the poppers and I took a good hit…. Wow a fresh bottle. Maybe he knew this was the day for it even though I had not said anything to him about my plan I had in my head. He laid me back and pulled my legs up….. He lubed his cock up with minimal lube and put just a small drop on my hole, as it was still wet from him eating my ass like a champ. He slowly teased my hole with the head of his cock. Rubbing it back and forth. Then pushed it in just the head and flexed, I felt that pain of my hole expanding to accommodate his cock. Then slowly pushed his way in, until his balls were resting in the crevasse of my ass, he stayed there for a moment drinking in the moment. I was in Heaven. I was also scared as hell but I had to do this I could not back out now. I knew if I did I would not have the courage to do it again, also I would feel like I was abandoning my lover. I wrapped my legs around his ass so that he couldn’t pull out as far as he wanted too. I wanted to keep him in deep as he could go. I didn’t realize it at the time as I had never had that sensation that as he was fucking me I was having anal orgasms. He pulled out, I instantly felt empty, and flipped me onto all fours and handed me the popper bottle. I took a big wiff as he went down and tongued my hole again. I shivered as he did that as the sensations were too much to handle. “Babe, you ready again?” he Said “Fuck me” I replied With that he pushed his cock back in and I felt full again. He started hammering my hole sending vibrations through my body. I looked down and there was a big stream of pre cum leaking out of my cock. I reached down and scooped it up. I then raised myself and put the pre cum in his mouth which he greedily licked up. Then shared it with me in a kiss. We kept fucking like this for a while him playing with his hands across my nipples and my balls which just made me more horny for his load. “You ready for my load boy” “Yes Dad” even though he was 35 and I was 26 it was very much a Daddy/Boy moment. “I need to look in your eyes when I breed you” With that he pulled out and I flipped onto my back took a short whiff of poppers again and he put his cock in me. “Here it comes boy” With that he started hammering home, my hole was so ready for his load. I saw that look on his face that I had come to know so well his I am going to cum look. Three more hard hammers and he screamed “TAKE MY LOAD BOY” with that he started pumping his full balls inside me. He collapsed on top of me breathing heavily. I could feel his heart beat on my chest and his cock still pumping away in my hole. He pulled out and rolled over and pulled me close and said. “Cum for your daddy” he applied a dollop of lube to my cock and I started stroking away and blew my load. He went down and licked it up. After he was done licking it up and I could see the remnants in his goatee, he said “Only fair you took my load I should take yours” and then kissed me I could taste my cum on his breath. It was super hot. We then fell asleep holding each other. Every time we fucked after that we always bred. I still wonder to this day how I didn’t become poz by that beautiful cock. Sorry about the delay..... Just have had so much to do that I was working on this in Word when I had a few spare moments.

I do whatever the top telss me to do because I'm the bottom and that's why I'm there, to satisfy him. If I were more vers or into flip fucking I guess I'd have a preference but aas a bottom I'm just happy to be fucked any way at all.

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.

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

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.

Level 6 my whole life

Coconut Oil! Comes in a jar at the grocery store. Hard and white but melts as soon as it touches your skin. The most fucking amazing lube for jacking off, ever! (And I have used them all.)

My daily use lube is Wet Platinum. I also enjoy vaseline for fucking and have recently been turned on to Coconut Oil. It was great.

Previously… 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! Right so… After promising Richard I’d be back to kiss or lick his ass better, Finn and I went through the door to the hall and over to the spare bedroom. Opening the door I saw two figures between the chest of drawers and the window – the Venetian blinds were down, so the Sunday sun was coming through in long parallel stripes. I could hear someone showering in the en-suite bathroom. Pedro was standing on the left, still naked, talking to a man I didn’t recognise who was wearing a black mesh vest and bright red underwear. The man was in his late thirties/early forties and looked Eastern European. He had faded tribal tattoos on his arms and defined muscles showing through the mesh. His face was that Slavic mix of high cheekbones and sunken eyes – grey eyes in this case – now glittering hard in a bar of sunlight as he turned to see the newcomers. Pedro beckoned us over. I saw lots of odd supplies and a used syringe on the windowsill and my hackles raised a bit. I walked over to him, hearing him relay the end of his sentence “..so I fucked china white into his hot ass earlier”. Pedro turned to me “back with us eh chico? Aint no shame in going to la-la land for a bit! This here is Tomasz”. Tomasz looked me up and down and gave me a brief half-smile before turning back to Pedro – what is it with Eastern Europeans and their inability to smile? My paranoia increased with his almost complete lack of acknowledgement of me – who does that – at a drug fuelled orgy? Someone obviously wasn’t up on pills yet. He turned back to Pedro, “I thought you were more a fan of cocaine Pedro” he said. Pedro looked a bit confused, “yeah that’s what I said, I fucked him full of cocaine” – it was funny to hear the two Europeans say cocaine – the “ai” part sounding more like “i-ee” - like "coc-aye-eene". Tomasz spoke with a harsher accent than Don’s – I learned later he was only two years out of Poland and he wasn’t going back any time soon cause of some legal problems. He shook his head and countered “Zchina white is a type of heroin Pedro, you can call cocaine… you could call it zcharlie or Colombian marszching powder if you like, but if you fucked him full of zchina white, he’d probably be dead on your bed”. Pedro said “bullshit, Don always brings me coke when I ask for china white.” Tomasz laughed “then Don doesn’t know his arzch from his elbow, zchina-white is heroin, get Rizcherd to look it up on Yahoo!” (Yahoo – I know…Yeah this was a while ago.) As if my nerves weren’t on edge enough? Two guys casually discussing my death by overdose in front of me? Add this to the weed I’d been smoking and me still feeling the aftermath of the K trip and I kept zooming in on that syringe on the windowsill – it had me ready to bolt. Finn looked over at me and rubbed the back of my head, “lads” he said to the both of them, “can we cut down on the heroin-speak a bit? Stuart looks like he’s gonna whitey”. Whitey is our expression for when you get too stoned and you get nauseous and paranoid. Typically your blood drains from your face too, hence “whitey”. For me I always got it if I got stoned after I was drunk. The saying goes – Beer then grass, you’re on yer ass. Grass then beer, you’re in the clear. I turned to Pedro and cocked my head at the syringe, “is that what you guys have been up to in here?” I asked. “N-n-not that I mind at all,” I continued hurriedly, “it’s just it’s not my cuppa tea!” I stammered on, “y-y’know I know a few friends who’ve gone down that path and not returned”. I was blabbering a bit, images of street junkies begging in my head, what the fuck had I gotten myself into. Pedro smiled at me, “relax chico, no-one’s doing heroin here, just a different way to do Ecstasy – That syringe belongs to Kyle”. Pedro explained that Kyle was Tomasz’s boyfriend who was currently in the bathroom with Don probably still being fisted. I mentally ticked a box to go there soon as I wanted to add the sight of real-life fisting to my wank-bank. Up until then I hadn’t really seen fisting outside of porn. Pedro proceeded to tell me that injecting E was a purer rush if done right. I saw my blueys and other Es on the windowsill. I saw the other blue pills there too and Finn nabbed me and him one each of these. My semi was still quick to respond now, but Finn was a future planner. Ok so here I’d like to interject that it’s a long fuckin while since this party and I was a stoner at the time (not as bad as my friend Bill who still is a massive stoner, but still), so my memory’s a bit shaky about how we did the next bit - so don't use me as a guide or anything... It was at this point that Pedro began to show me how to prepare E tablets so you could inject them. He brought out fresh needles from the chest of drawers for everyone. I remember wondering where he got these – Don had a friend in medical supplies seemingly. The other supplies on the windowsill were spoons, shot glasses and water and a lot of cotton wool balls. I remember crushing the pills in the shot glasses in sterile water. I can’t remember if we heated the water or not but at some point we used spoons. I remember Pedro being really particular about filtering – we used cotton wool I think. I remember the liquid being an off-yellow – the pills weren’t mine - they were normal white ones. I dunno would my blueys have changed the colour of the water, or maybe the colour would’ve stayed behind in the papery powdery gunk that was left afterwards. The biggest thing I remember is Pedro was being really insistent that we made sure none of this gunk ended up in the liquid as little particles. I watched Pedro prepare the syringes for Finn and Tomasz and then watched them find a vein and inject it – for us pale-skinned Scots, this is pretty easy. Finn was first up and was ready with a cotton ball and held it down after Pedro deftly shot him up. Watching the bright white smile spread on Finn’s red-bearded face – everything tinted sepia from the dimmed lighting, and his eyes went crazy – I could see them dilate to almost black in the few seconds I was watching him. “Fuuuuuuuck!” Finn groaned, “oh fuck yess”. He lolled his head back in pure joy. Tomasz got a plaster ready and cautioned him, “keep the cotton pressed down Finn”. Pedro then administered the next injection to Tomasz. He seemed to lose his sharp-edge as the shot went into him. He shook his head a bit and muttered something Polish and then it seemed as if whatever animosity he had, just seemed to evaporate. A massive grin spread across his even features. After sorting out a plaster on Tomasz, Pedro turned to me, one eyebrow cocked and holding out a new still-packaged needle “so chico, you game?” I won’t lie, a lot of thoughts were running through my head. I always thought I’d never inject – that this would be my Rubicon – but high as I was, and seeing Tomasz lie Finn down on the left side of the bed, bending down to lick at Finn’s juicy erect cock, his dilated eyes glaring up at me, something clicked in me – I took the needle from Pedro and unwrapped it. “Show me what to do Pedro!” After I prepared the needle, Pedro took it back from me. He looked at the liquid and checked for any particles. I could hear a grunt of approval. Then looking me straight in the eyes, he asked me again “You sure chico?” His deep brown eyes twinkled at me, warm and accepting, “you don’t have to if you don’t want to”. I stared straight back at him, Finn’s groans of pleasure and the sloppy sounds of Tomasz’s blowjob filling my ears. I smiled and said “I trust you papi” and held out my left elbow. Pedro’s eyebrows raised as he moved over to my inner arm. I think to that point he still thought I would back down. Finding a deep blue vein close to the surface was easy for him and it took less than a few seconds to administer. Next thing I know, Pedro has my right hand pushing down a cotton ball on the entry site, I’m meanwhile feeling the drug shoot up my arm, through my left shoulder and up to my brain – BOOM. I’m in euphoria. This was an E-high, but the speed of coming up was incredible. All traces of fatigue left my body in seconds and were replaced by surging pure fuckin joy. This was no trickle down the back of my brain, more of a deluge roaring across my synapses – just pouring pure chemical gratification straight into my brain! I felt Pedro stick a plaster on my arm and I leaned/fell back against the bedroom wall barely able to move with the pleasure throbbing, no, gushing through my body. Looking around the room I took in the lads now snogging on the left side of the bed, the en-suite bathroom door to its right and Pedro opening the chest of drawers to my left, before preparing his own shot. I tried to ask Pedro if I could help him with his, but it came out as pure babble. He smiled and shook his head, clearing up all the supplies into a bag, which all went back into the chest of drawers. Last to go in was his used syringe and he came to sit beside me, fresh plaster on his arm. I looked at him, and breathlessly said “thank you Pedro”, his glistening chocolate eyes and golden skin wrinkling in a smile. I leaned over to kiss him. Our bodies were on fire. Skin touching skin never felt so good. I leaned him back against the wall, rubbing my hands down his sweaty golden skin. I hooked my right hand under his knee and with my left hand trailed a path to his deep brown hole. Pedro broke the kiss and looked into my eyes. He was gurning again like mad as he ground his hole against my fingers. His eyes were rolling in pleasure, and then he focussed back in on me. Without a word of warning, he launched into action, springing up, grabbing me and pushing me back onto the bed. He clambered on top of me, “not so fast hijo, I’m the fucking papi here” and leant down to crush his lips into mine. I was twisted to the side, with my legs facing left, away from Finn and Tomasz, and my back flat on the bed. Pedro’s hot mouth tasted of bitter G, orange and sweat, his essence was pouring into me and mine up to him. We’d break off from kissing and just gaze into each-other’s eyes. He looked half-crazed, black dilated eyes, lips smacking, gurning, sheets of sweat gathering on his eyebrows, nose, chin… He was fucking beautiful. I told him so, over and over – “Fuck me you beautiful bastard” I kept saying. Someone was quick to respond and I felt a lube being squirted on my hole, a few fingers rubbing in and out with something silicon and slippery. As Pedro and I dived into eachother’s faces kissing and tugging, teeth clashing and playful biting, lapping at our drenched skin, I felt his 9” beauty being guided to my hole. I was positioned sideways to his cock, and my right side was under a bit of strain to keep my upper body twisted up to the right to keep kissing. Luckily as I took charge guiding him in slowly but surely by pulling his ass cheeks to me, someone else was holding my right ass cheek up and his cock stationary. Pedro just grinned like a madman and as soon as he was well anchored, he took over building up a rhythm. He kept his face right up to mine, saying “ah chico, ah cariño, oh baby, make papi happy yeah?” as he pulled out almost to the tip and rubbed just in and out of my sideways hole – jacking his head with my lubey pucker. After a little of this, his voice deepened, “aye my lil china white puta” he growled and ploughed back into me. I yelled, nah fuck it I’ll be honest, I screamed in pleasure, like the bitch I was. He looked concerned. “Don’t stop” I said. I pulled his face down to me and tucked his head into the nape of my neck and whispered “that’s it papi, do it like that” to him. He licked and rubbed his stubbly head against my neck, all the while pistoning slow and regular in and out of my hungry hole. Pure fucking pleasure! His cockhead kept knocking up on my prostate, the sideways angle hitting different spots to the usual, all heightened with E-pleasure. Each thrust, each knock was like a direct link to absolute bliss – white light, tinnitus-inducing overwhelming fucking bliss. This went on, slapping and slamming and pounding on for who knows how long. I lost track – a slave to Pedro. Right there, right then. I was his. Totally. I forgot myself. There was just the fucking. His hot laboured breath on my neck… That slam… of his cock up my hole… Again… slam… And again… … Eventually… Eventually, I registered Pedro slow down, my senses came back to the room, I looked out to see JP and Richard jacking eachother in the hall doorway to my left. Finn was still stuffing his cock into Tomasz’s mouth beside me to my right. Pedro winked at me, pulled back and said, “ok who’s next, I have to have a break”. I got up on my elbows to see JP take a step forward before I was grabbed bodily by Finn and pulled over on top of him. I remember his broad shoulder muscles flexing and dimpling as he roughly pulled me on top of him. Poor Tomasz had to quickly move out of the way. “My turn”, Finn growled. I was still so high I was fascinated by the play of his muscles and body hair, my eyes tracing the sweat-glistening fiery hairs from his shoulders into his matted chest hair, when he pulled me down for a beardy kiss. His tongue found mine and we connected in a rush, his whiskers raking across my chin. His meaty hands made fists in my hair before both stroked down my back to my ass, painfully grabbing my ass cheeks. I felt his rough fingers seek out my hole, then a cool feeling as more lube was applied back there by someone else. I didn’t bother looking to see who was helping. Finn demanded my attention, mashing his mouth against mine. I pulled down and buried my face in his chest. I inhaled deeply – he wasn’t as strong smelling now as earlier but he still smelled fantastic – salty and clean, that sharp testosterone smell that fills the back of your nose and makes it clear you’re with a real man. I felt his cock being positioned against my hole and groaned into our kiss as he cleared the first hurdle. Since I had just had Pedro in me I was aching to be refilled. I broke our kiss and knowing I’d need to do more work to get Finn’s six inches up to my pleasure spot, I arced back and slammed my hole down on his rock hard cock. Finn shouted out in pleasure, I sat on top of him and got my legs stable under me. Thank fuck for that lube. I made a few practice thrusts and Finn let me jack his cock with my ass. Leaning back to get his cockhead to scrape my prostate I felt someone’s face at our join lapping greedily. I looked down to see JP pulling his glasses off before diving back in to lap at my hole and Finn’s cock. Hot. I saw Tomasz behind him standing, closing a lube bottle on the chest of drawers, still in his mesh vest and red briefs. “Ah – that explains it”, I thought. I smiled back over at the frosty Polish lad and was rewarded with a smile – Finally! I then noticed then he had a scar on his upper lip from a corrective surgery for a hairlip. Maybe that’s why he didn’t smile so much? I motioned him around the left side of the bed. While keeping my bobbing rhythm going, I balanced my left hand out around Tomasz’s shoulders. I felt his bunched under the mesh fabric. Reaching up to stroke his buzzcut head, I said “thanks for the help dude”. He looked up at me and smiled again “no problem zchico” he said and laughed. His whole face transformed when he laughed – now I saw what his fella must see in him. I stroked his head again and leaned in to kiss him. He tasted of cigarettes and garlic, and contary to what I expected, was a surprisingly passionate kisser. I lost myself in kissing him, tasting him, feeling his tongue and scarred lips with my mouth, running my hand around the stubble of his shaven head, staring into his beautiful grey eyes. That was when I heard a voice shout “who the FUCK is kissing my boyfriend?”

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.

level 6 my whole life.

Sean Storm and his hairy, greedy cum dump cunt.

Does anyone cruise, especially in NYC, anymore? It's just flakey phone apps and b.s. Where do you go? What cities are better?

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.

John was getting tired. His legs were shaking, and cum was dripping down each thigh. At least five random strangers had fucked and bred his ass through the glory hole. His eyes were barely open and his breathing was weak and shallow. I gave him a hit of poppers every now and then, but he was so far gone already it barely made any difference. In the middle of the sixth fuck his knees buckled and he fell to floor, sliding of the very fat six-incher that had, but a second before, been plowing him. I heard scurrying as the guy behind the fat six-incher scurried out of the adjoining cubicle, presumably happy to have fucked John, even if the top hadn't actually cum. I picked John up in both arms and carried him out of the cubicle into the main theater room. I counted at least eight guys watching me, and once in the theater, another five guys watched with interest as I lay John on the floor, naked and moaning, his ass and legs coated in fresh semen. The first one to approach me was a guy in a business suit. He showed a thick bulge in his slacks and loosened his tie as he looked from John to me. He was about 6'1, seemed fairly well built, about 190 pounds, with confidence whipped-out a heavy seven or eight incher, inquiring "Think he wants this?" "Go for it" I replied, smiling in approval. He stroked his large cock which was still only semi-soft, so he probably had some more growth to show. I encouraged him, saying "My buddy loves abuse." An evil grin crossed the business man's face he continued to undress. He kicked John's legs apart and began to unbutton his shirt. John looked at me, scared and pleading. "Please" he sighed, looking at me. Now, I knew he meant. He was saying (in so many words) "Please don't leave me alone like this" but to anyone else it sounded like "Please fuck me." The business man stripped off his shirt revealing a well defined hairy chest and ripped back. He knelt between John's legs and, with no preliminaries, began to fuck him into the ground. For a minute it looked like John might scream, but the business man stuffed his tie into Johns mouth. John looked at me pleadingly. I pointed to the line that was snaking down the hallway. and watched as the business man sunk his teeth into John's neck and upper back, leaving bite marks all over his tight body. "FUCK!!" the business man almost yelled. "I FUCKING NEEDED THIS." He pounded and pounded over and over relentlessly. John screamed into the tie but his body was compliant. I saw him internally orgasm and shooting a load all over himself, which sent the business man over the edge. He shot his load into John rough and charging like a bull. He then roughly pulled-out, sweaty and smiling, as another body climbed in between john's open legs. "You forgot your tie" I reminded him. He pointed at the line of men filling up the hall, remarking "I think they'll need it." He quickly buttoned up his shirt and made his way to leave. I took one last look at John and left as well. I was hungry and hadn't eaten dinner. I invited the business stud outside for a quick bite. We walked down the street to a steakhouse, ordered some nice sirloins and talked about fucking and how I met the hot stud John, and our respective stories. About two hours later, after telling all the choice details of my first real contact wit John, the businessman and I were hard, even while seated in the restaurant booth, so we decided to go back and check on John. When we got back to the bookstore there was a sign on the door read Closed for Maintenance. We smiled knowingly at each other and knocked. The cashier who had admitted John and me earlier answered the door a few minutes later, topless, his pants hastily done-up. He looked pissed and sweaty but when he saw me he smiled. He had probably come only to shoo us off - until he saw me. "You're here to pick up your boy?" he asked me almost with disappointment. "How's he doing?" "Oh man, come on in. You be the judge." When I walked into the theater, the whole place smelled more of sex and spit and cum than ever before. I could hear a loud gagged moaning coming from the backroom. When I walked in John was straddled to a bench on his stomach with his ass hanging off the side. A machine with a fat dildo was whirring as it fucked him continuously slamming the fat dildo into his ass. "So what we miss?" I asked the clerk. "Well..." He chuckled. "After you guys left it go a little crazy in here. Guys were texting their friends and fuck buds to come down and have a go at the guy. The place was completely packed. I closed-up shop to clean them out 'cuz a crowd piling-up in front of a video store is sure to attract the attention of the cops, you know," continuing "So, after I got everyone out, his hole was like so fucking open I couldn't resist." He pointed at the machine he'd set-up, still whirring like a metronome, fucking John's face which was covered in tears, his legs covered and caked with fat globs of cum. There was a large puddle of it under his ass which continued to drip as he was being fucked on autopilot. "Pull the machine out" I told the clerk, "my buddy needs another go." The clerk quickly complied, and I had a good look at John's ass. It was open, red, white and pink. Frankly it looked more like mouth than a sphincter. The businessman, whose name turned out to be Todd, unceremoniously pushed his hard cock into John's ass. "Wow!" he said looking at me. "It's still tight inside" and with that introduction he started fucking. John just moaned and put his head down. "Show me the security feed" I asked the clerk. "We don't have--" the clerk started, but I gave him a look and he sheepishly led me to the counter. No way a perve like this didn't set up security to watch the action going on in the back. I put it on fast forward and began counting the cocks that fucked John after I left him there. In the first 45 minutes eight cocks had fucked him, two long fucks and six quickies. Body types of all sorts. The last 30 minutes of the tape showed the clerk setting John up on the machine and fucking his face while John moaned on it. "I want a copy of the tape, and if I find-out you kept some for yourself, you'll be the next one to take his place" I told the clerk. The scared perve set-up the system to prepare a copy of the tape. I knew he wouldn't cross me just because but scaring him was more than fun. I looked over inside the back room while my video was being prepared. Todd had flipped John over onto his back and was fucking him on the floor, John's legs wrapped around his shoulders as Todd unloaded another rough load into him. Then Todd threw John's legs to the side and John lay there panting heavily as Todd zipped-up, muttered, "Thanks, buddy" and left. The clerk gave me the video and asked if he could fuck John's hole one last time, but I said "Another time" as I dressed John. His body was still beautiful bruised and bit, cum covered and sticky. His abs shone when the light reflected off the cum. His face was still handsome even if his eyes were empty and defeated. His ass might have been destroyed, but his body was still a marvel. I took him home and put him to bed naked, and began to finger-fuck him, initially with four fingers, then with little difficulty, his ass swallowed my fist - with a bit of pressure, maybe. John lay there and moaned every so often. I was about to slip my dick into his ass to cum again, when I heard a ringtone from his pants. Curious, I went out and checked his phone, thinking 'I thought I had turned it off'. Whatever, there was a picture of his cute cub boyfriend. and a text message. I just got out of work! I'm on my way home, I'm just gonna get some gas and a bottle of wine, and it will be just you and me all night and I plan to keep you up all night long, hope ur up for it I smiled. Their relationship was cute. Both boys were fit and built, John more ripped, Zack, the boyfriend, more muscular and thick, not as defined as John. I typed in reply. John's actually kinda busy taking my cock at the moment, but you should drop by and have some of him too. I think he may have a couple more good fucks left in him. Come on over With that I sent him my address. Who the fuck is this was the reply. Come over and find out. I'm the guy whoring your boyfriend while you're at work. I turned off the phone and climbed back on John thrust my dick into him and kissed him deep. Todd was right, John's ass actually felt like it was getting tighter and fixing itself. His ass was perfect. To take such abuse and already be well on the road to recovery. I began fucking away, enjoying the cum-covered velvet inside. John's hands touched my body and I made rough slow hard strokes loving this boy back, or as close to love as I could get. John began to moan and arch his internal orgasm growing inside of him. I felt his ass walls shake and his body shiver as I shot my load deep into his ass. We kissed as we came simultaneously. Despite all the craziness of the night, our sexual chemistry was amazing. I fucked my cum in and out of him for a while before my dick softened and pulled out, licked John's body and wounds while he jacked-off. One more load on his chest. Completely lost. Then I heard the doorbell, followed by hard, demanding knocks on the front door. More to cum

Derek brought me up the stairs, at the top of which I turned around, knelt down and pushed open his dressing gown to suck his dick. Again it was musty and tasted of ass-juice. 'Cause I was high, the taste turned me on. While generally back then I was still a bit prudish and might have balked at the taste, particularly had I been sober, the cocaine set me free to dig in. (Of course these days I can't get of ass-juice!) As I sucked his cock, it grew larger and large, so part of me was thinking I was going to get a mouthful of cum, but he redirected my attention, saying "Come out and see this Fred." At which point the bedroom door down the hall opened and out walked a silver fox. Fred had a full head of silver hair which was odd considering his age - a very handsome guy in his mid-forties, with nice broad shoulders under his dressing gown, which, I noticed, was navy and identical to that which Derek was wearing. "Another one, eh?" he remarked to Derek as I stood up and smiling, extended my hand to shake his, ever Mr. Manners, even when I was high. He laughed and shook my hand saying, "I'll be in to see you guys in a minute" and with that he disappeared back into the master bedroom. Derek lead me to the guest bedroom where evidence of the previous night was still littering the room, as bottles of lube and poppers crowded the bedside tables. I noticed a huge flat screen TV was on standby. I asked if I could see their porn, and browsing the titles, I saw a copy of a TIM Brad McGuire film that I'd jacked off to many a time. "Can I put this on?" I asked. Derek smiled, put it into the DVD player, and then prepared another couple of lines. "Can you do me a favour?" Derek asked as I was taking off my clothes, "can you put these on?" He handed me a grubby black jockstrap. I knew immediately it had been worn earlier and there was a sticky residue of lube on the elasticated band. "No problem", I replied "I love jockstraps", and as Derek was rifling through his stash of coke I noticed a baggy of pills, "are those ecstacy?" I asked, and as Derek said yes I put on a cheeky grin and said "now that's a drug I love, can I buy some off you?". Derek tut-tutted my offer of cash and passed me one and a Kamagra and I knocked them back with some coke Derek had brought up from downstairs. At this stage I realised I probably needed to shower and taking off the rest of my clothes I asked Derek where his bathroom was. Under the shower my high continued to escalate, the water felt wonderful as I soaped up all over my body, and using a douche head that was there, cleaned myself out. I towelled off and put on the jockstrap. Derek was sitting on his bed wearing a blue jockstrap and watching Brad McGuire plow three asses piled on top of eachother. I sat beside him and started jacking. I turned and looked him in the eye and said " Thanks for inviting me over, I really did not expect to be doing this, this morning". "My pleasure stud" he replied and we kissed a long intense kiss. After coming up for air I boldly told Derek to get on his knees on the bed and made him face in a direction where I could rim him and watch Brad McGuire on the flatscreen. His ass was beautiful, quite round but not saggy with a little bit of hair around the hole unshaven but not in the way showing his lovely tan sphincter. I lick the asshole teasingly as I watch Brad rough-fuck another poor sod on the tv. As I watched and deep tongued Dereks sloppy hole, Fred opened the door still in his dressing gown and mockingly said "what are you doing with my boyfriend???" I mumbled something from between his ass cheeks and Fred walked right up beside me and said "what's that?" I came up for air and said, running my hand up the back of his leg under the robe finding a very firm asscheek and cupping it, "I'm sorry - is there anything I can do to make it up to you?" He looked down at me grinning and opened his robe exposing a beautiful veiny 8" cock and a very nice body - gym fit but not beefy, silver stubble on his nut-brown chest and flat toned pecs and stomach. His cock was veiny and uncut like nearly all irish cocks (mine excluded - I think I grew too big to be uncut). His cock was flaccid but thick and juicy as I put it in my mouth. I stuffed it all in my mouth all the while looking at him. Thoughtfully I was rubbing Derek's hole with my thumb - deep circular motions that drive me wild when I get them. I pushed Fred's cock against Derek's ass and while stroking the growing shaft I lapped at the head against Derek's ass-cheek. I gently guided Fred in closer so I could lap his cock against Derek's hole, spit drooling out of me. Derek pushed back a bottle of poppers that I sniffed and passed on up to Fred. At this stage I was pushed on my back onto the bed by Fred and he lifted my legs in the air and dived down on my pink hole. I had recently shaved for an ex and there was only a bit of stubble down there. "Nice ass" said appreciatively as he started lapping at it. I put my head back and met the lips of Derek whose hand was now jacking my 9.5 inches roughly but with the poppers I was bucking into kiss grip then into Fred's tongue. I told Derek to lube his hand with spit (I'm cut and it needs it) and he bent down to blow me - as I'm cut I don't usually like being blown that much, but my skin was electric with the chems and then I realised I was coming up. I pushed my cock into Derek's mouth and brought my hands down to pull my white ass cheeks apart for Fred's tongue. "I think I'm coming up" "Yeah I'm definitely up" said Derek as he turned and sat over my face. "Ye cheeky bastards" said Fred as he got up "I better catch up so" and walked to the stash as Derek said "oh can you pass us the tray there luv" and lines and the rolled up five euro note were passed to me and Derek. I had to sit up a bit to snort mine and while holding my nostril in and Derek's face in my ass rimming me expertly, I groaned and locked eyes with Fred "this is much better than shaking hands man!"

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

Your first name (or a name you'll respond to): cesar Your cell number (for texts and voice calls): 310-908-9972 A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): 10009 Times you're generally not available: 9-7 tuesday-saturday Age: 29 Height: 5'7 Weight: 170 Ethnicity: latino