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PART 9 Jammes looked down on his new toy after he had closed the window. "Hey, man. How you doing," he gently asked and smiled. Jammes took a good look now at his new toy so that his looks would be burned into his brain forever. What he saw was a white man about 5 feet 10 inches or so, maybe about 170 pounds, muscled from physical work, rough hands, blue eyes, medium brown hair, and bearded who was now so compliant and had surpassed his expectations. Jammes was very proud of and for this white man. He had started the night as they all had done using his straw to blow copious amounts of meth into each ass. But, now, this white man was at the edge and showing all signs of needing more. No, not a bad white piece of ass for being in his forties. Joel was sweating everywhere. His eyes were big though unseen. His hands grasped the chains attached to the wrist restraints. His body was wiggling and trying to slide down onto another dildo or anything that was handy--Joel didn't care what it was. He just had to have his ass filled "Please, don't stop. Please, don't stop," Joel begged quietly almost in tears. "Shove whatever you want in my ass. Just fill it. PLEEEEEEEEEEASE!" he cried plaintively in a hushed quivering voice as he pulled himself upwards with his hands. "Man, you sure are a horny one. You sure you want anything up your ass?" Jammes asked displaying great concern and sincerity on his face as he laughed inwardly. "Please, I'll take anything you want me to take," Joel eagerly said shaking his head in consent. "What if I said I was going to shove my big uncut 10-inch dick in your ass without using a condom. What if I said that?" Jammes feigned an incredulous tone. Joel's eyes became huge again and then returned to normal, "Agreed. Pleeeeeeeeease!" "I don't know. I mean, we've had some fun tonight. But, that sounds pretty risky, don't you think?" Jammes whispered delaying what he knew was going to happen. "I mean, I'd be running a risk of catching something from you if I did that." "Oh, no, nothing at all. I swear. I promise. I'm married. I'm a Mormon but came to Chicago for a wheat deal. You won't catch anything from me. I really promise that I've never done anything like this ever before," Joel rushed to say in his defense through the muffling effect of the hood. "Pleeeeeeeeeeease!?!?!?!" "Well, it's against my better judgement, but I guess you're okay. You sure you're married?" Jammes asked, and Joel vigorously shook his head yes. "Well, if you really want me to, I guess I can do that. Only thing is despite all the fun we've had you haven't made all that much noise. I hate noise and men screaming. If you scream, I'll have to stop and let you go. Uh, I guess you'd be okay if I shoved a gag in your mouth." Jammes had walked to the end of the sling as he had been speaking. Joel eagerly shook his head as Jammes reached down into his backpack pulling out an old cum-stained jockstrap which he balled up. Jammes went back to Joel's head and carefully removed the hood. He smiled down at Joel, then, reached over to Joel's open mouth and stuffed in the cum-stained jockstrap which Joel accepted without hesitation.

I have a straight, black fuck buddy who I used to see once or twice a week. Met him on the street one night he came back and fucked me at my place, said it was ‘good pussy’, and has been giving me his loads for a few years now on a regular basis. Anyways, since we met he has asked me to pick him up some packs of cigarettes, or could he have a $20 here or there, and have been happy to oblige. In return – besides all the hot cum he has shot up my ass – at least two loads per visit – he has introduced me to some of his straight friends who on a Friday night wanted a hole to unload in when they were drunk, girl out of town, or whatever. He has a nice thick, 9-inch dick, but sadly none of his friends have been so lucky, so I kept asking him what about his big dicked friends? Those guys with a true Big Black Cock (BBC) with hot thick loads. He would always say, “Well when Bud or Thomas get out of jail, they got real big dicks, they’d fuck you.” I asked what they were like, and he said both guys were in and out of jail most of their lives, real rough types, but good guys, and when I asked how he knew what their dicks were like he said he had fucked girls with them before. One time he watched Thomas fuck some girl down the street and she screamed like hell when he stuck it in her ass, and another time he and Thomas hustled on a white guy and both fucked him, so he knew Thomas had a big dick. I was hooked. I finally gave up and believed Bud and Thomas were a figment of his imagination. But, this past Thanksgiving my friend called and said, “Hey man, Thomas is out, he’s here, you want to meet him?” Of course! Come on down, and in about 45 minutes they showed up. My friend and Thomas walked in, we introduced ourselves, my friend took me to the kitchen, asked for a $20, and then left. He said Thomas would take care of me. So I went into the living room, Thomas was sitting on the chair watching the straight porn I had going, with his coat still on. He was in his early 50s, nice looking, I asked if he wanted a drink, made him a rum and coke, went back in and he had stripped off his clothes, sitting in the chair naked smoking a cigarette. Damn! He had a huge, uncut cock that just flopped between his legs and rested on the front of the chair. The meat was a dark brown, soft, but looked heavy and used and I could only stare and drool a little as I felt my ass twitch. My friend came through on this one! I set my beer down, handed him the drink, and asked if I could suck it. He just nodded and looked back at the TV, so I got on my knees, lifted his dick, felt the weight of it fill my hand, slid the skin back on the head and bent over and started licking and sucking on it. Thomas did not say a word, just kept smoking and sipping on his drink, but his dick started to respond – filling out thick and fat and swelling to over 10 inches, really hard. I do not claim to be a great cock sucker – and prefer to have it up my ass – but was giving it my all. After about 10 minutes my jaw ached and knees hurt so I asked if he was close. “No, I only cum when I jerk off,” he said. Fuck – I wanted his load and asked, “Do you want to fuck?” He said, “OK”, so I got on my hands and knees in front of the TV, hit the poppers and waited. Thomas got up, did not even ask for a condom even though they were sitting on the chair, and worked his raw dick into my ass. He was not real hard anymore, but he stuffed it in, so while my ass felt full and it felt good, his dick just felt squishy – thick and squishy with not much movement. He was moaning though, and seemed to like it, so I hit the poppers and just knelt there and let him fuck. He moved and fucked for a good 20 minutes then pulled out and sat down. I asked if he had cum and he told me again he could only cum when he jerked off. I was pretty disappointed. The fuck was not all that for me and I did not even get his load. So he washed up and left. Several times over the last weeks Thomas has called and asked if he could come by. They let him out of the half-way house, moved him into his own place, and he started calling saying he was lonely and did not have any movies or anything, did I want some company? I said, “Sure, come over”, hoping the next time would be better. The next time he fucked me I got him hard by sucking him again, bent over the bed this time, he stuffed it in and was pretty hard at first, but then he reached around and squeezed my chest and went limp. “Sorry, I like titties,” he said. I told him, “No worries. If you are not into it I understand.” Then he would call again a few days later and ask to come back. When I asked him why when I did not think he was into me he said, “When you suck my dick I don’t recognize it. Gets so hard. Your ass is so warm too and feels good. I want to try again.” I asked him if he liked fucking guys and he said he always had a boy in jail he fucked, but he could never cum fucking him. It was just to get stuff, and he liked pussy, he was straight. OK – whatever. So, after trying cock rings, asking him to hold it all week, missionary style, and a few other things I had pretty much given up. When he called this week I said, “No, think we tried, thanks.” He said again, “I want to get back up in your ass.” I gave in and could not resist another chance to suck on his fat dick, and this time I had a new plan. I was determined to take his load this time no matter what. I had jerked off so many times thinking about that BBC cumming inside me it was driving me crazy. That ex-con dick and thick cum shooting in my ass – damn I wanted that. I told Thomas to call about 7:00, got home early from work and called my fuck buddy who had brought Thomas by the first time to swing through and give me a load about 5:30. I figured being a little open would make it easier for Thomas’s big cock later. Got two loads, my buddy bounced, and Thomas showed up at 7:00. This time I had a drink for him, two cock rings, and a Viagra. That dick was going to get hard! I helped him undress and took off his work boots, put his favorite gangbang flick in, made him a drink, handed him the blue pill and worked the two cock rings down around his balls. I got on my hands knees and tasted how salty and sweaty his dick was. God the weight of his dick – just big fucking piece of meat! Dicks like that are rare but feel and taste so good. The pill did its magic and after a bit his dick was swollen and fatter then ever, but I kept sucking and he started moaning. I stood up, told him to stand up, and moved the arm chair in front of the TV facing sideways and asked him to sit back down so he could see the video by turning his head slightly to the left. I moved a chair with the poppers, lube, and towels beside us, bent over and sucked on his dick some more. Thomas was rock hard and so I worked some lube into my ass with my left hand while I sucked on him and jerked his dick with my right. I then stood up, wiped my hand on a towel, took a big hit of poppers, turned around, and backed my ass down onto his dick. As my ass slid down his shaft Thomas moaned. I held my breath as his big head pushed my hole open and I pushed hard down onto his dick. I wanted to feel him all the way inside me with his dick as he could be no matter what and thank the fuck the poppers were a fresh bottle. That dick hurt! Fuck he filled me up! I took another hit of poppers, set the bottle on the side chair, put my hands on the arm of the chair for balance, pushed his legs wide apart with mine to give me space, and started riding his dick up and down – bouncing down to his balls then pulling up as far as I could without it popping out and plunging back down again all the while clamping hole tight and milking his shaft with every movement of my body. Thomas just put his head against the back of the chair as I rode his dick and started to make little moaning noises. I didn’t care what he was doing – that big black dick was fucking me deep and splitting my ass and I wanted more – wanted it deeper. I was practically on my tip toes to get high up on his dick before dropping back down, working his dick deeper and deeper into my ass as I rode him. The heat from the poppers made my head tight and dizzy and the heat from his dick in my ass was beyond incredible. I grabbed the arms of the chair harder and moved up and down his dick. I was a pig in heat with that awesome fat cock in me, and became a pushy bottom for sure. Thomas was not moving – just sitting there letting me bounce up and down on his dick however I wanted and I was riding him hard. I was not interested in a long session, I just wanted his cum and his dick as hard as I could get it, so I kept pushing myself up and dropping down onto his dick harder, faster, harder and faster. After a little while my legs and arms started to get tired, but Thomas started to make little “Ah Ah Ah” sounds every time I dropped back down onto his dick. That’s like farmer Joe saying, “Pig pig pig, time for dinner!” – I picked up the pace with a renewed burst of energy and was slam fucking him with my ass. “OH BITCH!” Thomas yelled in my ear. I could feel his muscles tighten up, his breathing got quicker, and his dick started to unload in my ass. Fuck yeah he was cumming in me! I had his prison dick in my ass and taking his ex-con cum! I bounced even harder on his dick, because I needed every little drop of sperm. It seemed like it took him a while to unload and soon he began to almost whimper, “Stop, oh OK stop, stop, ah ah, stop.” Damn. I stopped as I sat all the way back down on his dick, and felt his dick start to soften up inside me, as his breathing tried to get back to normal. In one stroke I lifted myself off his dick as it made a big plopping sound, which made him gasp a little. I turned and looked at him. Thomas’ eyes were closed, his head turned to the side and he was breathing heavy. His dick was glistening with thick globs of cum and juice, so I put my hands on the chair arms, bent over, licked the head a little which made him moan and quiver, then stood up and went to the bathroom to wash off. Thomas may have the big dick, but this bottom is in charge and that BBC is my bitch now!

Fun at the seedy motel – Part 1: “Want to go for a ride?” the guy said as he set his glass pipe on the seat and leaned towards the passenger side window. His car was an older model, pretty beat up, and he matched. From the dim light provided by the streetlamps and the fact that it was not quite totally dark yet, I could see he had a scraggly beard, dreadlocks, and some sort of dark colored jacket on, and not handsome at all, but he did have what I would call and evil grin. I had just started a week off from work and was determined to get as much raw dick and cum as I could to make up for all I had been missing due to a crazy schedule. I had just come from getting a load of cum in my ass from some guy I met online, and while the fuck was not all that great, he did give me a big load. My ass was just getting warmed up, and I was still buzzed from the beer, so decided to walk home to see if I could find some trade along the way. I was about a block and a half down the street when I noticed this car up the street on the other side and someone was using a big lighter to smoke with as each time they turned it on, the lighter created a bright glow in the front seat. It was getting dusk and the car was deep in the shadows cast by a big tree. From where I was, I could only see the shape of person and not make out much more, but figured I would scope it out a little. I walked a little slower and kept watching the car and the lighter flashes. As I got closer I could see the occasional stream of smoke come out of the driver’s side window and caught a whiff of something on the wind, and knew he was not smoking cigarettes. Someone getting high, sitting alone, bet they were horny. My hopes were raised, my ass twitched, and a little bit of cum leaked out. At the intersection I crossed the street so I could come up on the passenger side and get a closer look. “Want to go for a ride?” he said again. Yeah, he was high for sure, and I was horny as fuck, so my heart raced a little faster as I said, “Sure,” opened the door, and sat in the passenger’s seat. He moved his pipe onto the floor under his seat, turned the car on, and pulled out. “Derrick,” he said as he held his right hand towards me. I shook his hand, told him my name, and asked, “So, what’s up tonight?” “Nothing man, you know, looking to get into whatever, you know. You?” Derrick asked. What do I say? Tell him I got a hot load in my ass and need some more? I went with the safer course and just said, “I… umm… had a few drinks with a friend, got a buzz going, and not ready to go home yet, so needed to get out.” Derrick laughed a little, “I hear that man. You smoke?” I shook my head no, but said, “It’s cool if you do. I sort of like the smell.” Derrick kept driving for a bit, down side streets in the Northeast section of the city. Places I had never seen. We were in a rough part of town when he turned down a quiet, side street. It was getting dark now and most of the street lamps were broken and this block seemed quieter, darker, more desolate. Derrick parked and said, “Stay in the car, I need to get something.” Then he got out, locked the car doors, and headed down the driveway between two houses across the street. Damn – I was sitting alone on a dark street, in the hood. I slid down a little in the front seat and waited, while furtively looking side to side, over the dash, and into the side mirror. After about 10 minutes I was getting really nervous, but then I saw Derrick coming back towards the car. I sat up, he got in, tossed a plastic bag on the seat, smiled at me and said, “Needed some rock. This is good shit, but makes me horny as a fucking bull, You know?” I just nodded, gulped hard, and tried not to show how nervous, scared, and horny I was all at the same time. Derrick pushed his seat back as far as it would go, reached under, pulled out his glass pipe and a black shaving kit. He opened the kit, pulled some stuff out, opened his baggy, put a small piece of crack in his pipe, tilted his head back a little, stuck the pipe in between his lips, flared up the lighter, and began inhaling. His eyes were closed, so I was looking around to see if anyone was watching. I didn’t see anyone, not even a car, so went back to watching him. He let out his breath and a cloud of smoke filled the car, “OHHH yeah, shit’s good. Want a hit of rock?” I shook my head no, and he said, “Later then. You want to suck my dick for me, this shit’s got me horny?” I said, “YEAH!… I mean, yeah, but what about people seeing us?” Derrick smiled, “No one will see, come on, I need to bust some nutt.” With that he set the pipe down, unbuttoned his pants, slid them down a little, and pulled his dick out. He was already pretty hard, about 8 ½, or 9, and real thick and wide. Not really round, just wide. I leaned over, closed my mouth over the head, and began sucking. Derrick started moaning a little, grabbed his pipe, and hit it again while I sucked him. “Make it wet, yeah get that bull pipe wet,” he demanded, so I sucked harder, raised up a little, spit on it, licked it clean and sucked some more as he moaned. Derrick soon started to moan louder, “I’m gonna cum, you better pull off, you want it? You want…..” as he shot into my mouth. I did not even feel the first volleys of cum as it hit the back of my throat and slid down. His dick pulsed, and kept shooting a steady stream and I had all I could do to swallow and keep up. His cum was thick and tasted wonderful, and I kept sucking as I wanted every little chunky white piece I could get. Derrick pushed my head off his dick, “Whew, yeah I needed that, had not shot my nutt in days, whew.” He closed his pants up, took another hit on his pipe, as I sat back savoring the taste of his cum still in mouth. Derrick put the pipe and supplies back under his seat. “What are you going to do now?” he asked. I didn’t know what he meant, but said, “Whatever man, open to having fun, I guess am cool with whatever you want if you want to... um hang some more… or could go back… I..” Thankfully Derrick save me from my stammering and decided for us, “Good, here’s what’s up. I plan to smoke my shit up tonight and like to fuck when I do. Got me a motel room over on New York Avenue, so how about you come back with me and keep this big bull meat hard and satisfied. You get fucked? Good, you got a nice mouth, but I want to fuck some ass pussy.” With that he started the car up and we headed to his motel. On the way, Derrick stopped and grabbed some beer at a store – three fucking cases so I knew he was planning to party hard - along with several sandwiches. As we drove I asked him why he smoked his crack using a straight glass pipe? I thought most people smoked rock in a bowl or something. Derrick said, “I like it better, cleaner hit, and I can control the burn the way I want. Been smoking since I was like 14 and have tried every fucking drug you can think of and always come back to my rock.” We didn’t really talk about anything else and about 10 minutes later were at the motel. I had gone by the motel when driving up to Baltimore before. It was pretty run down, located in an industrial/warehouse area, and you could usually see a few hookers and other nefarious types lingering nearby. Derrick pulled in, drove around to the back and near the end. There were a few people lingering around the parking lot, standing by a building near the back of the parking lot, the scent of pot was heavy in the air along with crack and piss and hints of other things I didn’t want to know. We grabbed a case of beer and food, Derrick nodded at a guy standing by the wall about 15 feet away who nodded back, and I followed him into his room. Derrick then went back for the rest of the beer and his supplies. The room inside was as bad as the outside. Smelled old, looked dirty, and Derrick clearly did not have much stuff. I saw one duffle bag on the floor of the closet, and mostly empty cigarette packs, beer bottles, and trash. Derrick set his stuff down and said, “Pull your pants down,” as he tossed a big bottle of Walgreens hand lotion onto the end of the bed. He opened his bag on the table, pulled out his supplies, and as I stuck some lotion in my ass, watched as he put some rock in his pipe. He walked over to me, “I fuck a LONG time, so you need this good shit. OK?” I said, “OK. I’ve never done this before. Derrick handed me the pipe, slightly angled it up to keep the rock in the end and instructed, “You saw me hit it, now you do the same. I will light it, you just keep it tilted back, inhale as deep and hard as you can and do NOT let it out until I tell you.” I put the pipe between my lips, he put the lighter up to the end and I could start to see smoke building up in the pipe. “Now, inhale, keep going, more, more, come on, more - now hold it like you got my dick chin deep in you – HOLD it –hold as long as you can – you need to feel this shit – hold.” I started to cough and choke and a huge plume of smoke came out. Derrick laughed, “Not bad for your first time. Now again.” Derrick then took a few hits and as I watched him I started to get so hot. Fuck – what a rush to my head! The room started spinning a bit and my body tingled and everything seemed more intense but fuzzier at the same time. Then it started to even out, the sensation was just intense, and my dick responded by immediately getting hard. I grabbed the lotion, put some lube on my ass, and bent forward over the end of the bed. I could hear Derrick finishing up his hit. He then walked over and pushed the curtains a little to the side. “I like to be watched,” he said. He had taken off his clothes and his dick was at full attention. I bent back over and hit the poppers that I had grabbed from my coat pocket. My head felt like it was going to explode, and I zoned out a bit. I came back to reality as I felt Derrick work a finger up ass. “You going to take my bull pipe? Let this black bull fuck it? Yeah, nice and tight and wet and juicy – yeah got some good pipe for you.” With that he stuck a second finger up my ass. I noticed a box of Magnums on the table, so figured he only played safe and was disappointed, and thought maybe if I asked him to fuck me raw I could just say the rock made me say that if he got upset, but as he started to rub his dick against my ass I could tell he did not have a condom on- fuck yeah! I was going to get his cum in my ass too and he was going to work the load in I took earlier deeper up inside me. Derrick pulled his fingers out of my ass, and without saying another word, began to slowly push his dick into me. FUCK – that hurt, the width of his dick was a killer and I squirmed and pulled away a little bit. He placed his hands on my hips and guided me back onto his dick nice and slow. As he did I looked under my arm towards the window and noticed that the guy we had seen against the wall was now looking in the window, watching. I told Derrick and he chuckled and said, “Yeah, my man’s a freak, you’ll see.” Derrick started to fuck harder and angle his dick to the sides with each thrust, scraping my ass walls with every stroke. I just grunted and tried to steady myself on the end of the bed. I was feeling pretty high and had a nice, big black dick up my ass, and damn that felt so good. I don’t know how long Derrick fucked, but when I focused again he was grunting, almost growling, as he started fucking harder and faster. I was having a hard time keeping my balance and he reached out, stood up, wrapped his arms around my chest and slam fucked. “I’M GONNA NUTT IN YOU, WANT MY BULL NUTT, HUH, WANT MY NUTT, GONNA NUTT – OH –GONNA NUTT…” DERRICK TENSED, SHOOK, AND I COULD FEEL HIS COCK THROBBING IN MY ASS AND HIS HOT LOAD SHOOT INSIDE ME. He kept holding me as his dick fully unloaded, his breathing was hard and heavy. He then let me go, pushed me forward and slid his dick out. My ass felt so empty! Put it back! He slapped my ass, smiled, “Feel good in there? You want more huh? Don’t worry, I got lots of nutt up in this bull pipe.” I just smiled, Derrick walked over, slid the chain off the door and the guy who had been looking in the window stepped in. This guy was pretty tall, like 6’5, real thin, torn up jeans, torn up coat, could not tell if he was homeless or just very causal. He took his jacket off and had tats up and down both arms. I just stood there while he and Derrick started talking. Derrick handed me a beer, told me to sit, so I opened it up as he and the new guy sat at the table. They both took out pipes. The other guy had one with a bowl, and started taking hits. Derrick said, “Come here, take some more.” So I did as before. He lit it and guided me, and this time I did not choke. The tall guy put his pipe down, walked over to the bed, grabbed the pillows, brought them towards the end, “Lay on your back, put your ass on these,” he said. So I got up on the bed, laid on my back with the pillows under my hips. He got up on the bed on his knees, spread my legs, lifted my legs up, and started to push his dick into my ass. His dick was like him, long and skinny, and a good bit longer than Derrick’s. My ass did not resist, and he slid in pretty easily as Derrick’s cum must have lubed me up really well. Derrick just sat the table watching, taking a hit now and then, and his dick was standing straight up in his lap as he watched the tall guy fuck me. The tall guy now had my legs pushed way back towards my shoulders and was jack fucking my ass. He was also really verbal. “Take this black dick bitch, good bitch, open that hole, come on now, open that tight white pussy. You want this black dick in you? Huh? Want me to fuck you? Huh bitch? Fuck that white pussy, yeah bitch.” At first I did not say anything, but then said, “YES, PLEASE FUCK MY WHITE PUSSY!” and that made him harder, he got louder, and fucked deeper. My ass was making slurping noises each time he thrust in and out and as he angled himself up with his feet, his full weight was behind every push into me. His eyes were closed like he was concentrating real hard and his dirty talk did not stop, as he called me a bitch and white pussy. In that position, I now noticed he had tats all over his chest too, and some on his neck. I tried to move my arms, but had no leverage so looked back at Derrick who was now stroking his dick as he watched. The guy on top of me picked up the pace and I started begging for his cum. Derrick started egging him, “Come on niccaa, fuck it, nutt up in there, come on nicca.” “OH OH OH – take my cum BITCH!!!” and the tall guy slammed balls deep and unloaded. He stayed still for a few seconds, breathing hard. His dick was still pretty stiff, but slid out as he pulled off me, he got off the bed, stood up, “Damn, fuck – nice sloppy hole. Get on your hands and knees.” What? The man just shot. I told him I had to piss and needed some beer, so got up and went to the bathroom. I could barely walk as my legs were all cramped, and took a nice long piss. I now had cum and ass juice just running down my leg. I wiped my ass a little to make sure I was still ‘clean’, and clenched my ass to keep as much man-juice in as I could. I went back into the room and sat on the edge of the bed and gulped a beer as Derrick and the tall guy sat at the table getting their pipes ready. They both took a hit, then the tall guy grabbed his dick, pointed it my way, and said “Suck it.” So I got on my hands and knees and started sucking his dick. They put the pipes down, Derrick passed the tall guy a sandwich, and they started eating and chatting as I sucked the tall guy’s dick. My knees hurt bad, I had to get up, then I sat back on the bed and drank another beer. Derrick offered me a sandwich, I passed, and soon they were done, and Derrick was motioning me over to the table with the pipe his hand. I took a couple big hits and felt it kick in even more intensely then before. Derrick and the tall guy both took hits, then both stood up, Derrick turned me around and shoved his dick up my ass as the tall guy pushed my head down towards his dick. I put my left hand on the table to steady myself as Derrick fucked my ass and the tall guy fucked my throat. I could taste a mix of lube, cum, and ass juice on the tall guy’s dick as he had not wiped it off after fucking me, just let it air dry which left a film of fuck covering his dick. “Fuck it – yeah fuck it,” the tall guy said to Derrick as he reached over, grabbed his pipe, and started hitting it while I kept sucking him. As he inhaled I swear his dick got a good inch longer, damn, that shit did go right to their dicks. Derrick then reached forward, pulled me off the tall guy’s dick, and turned, and walked me the couple steps to the bed with his dick still in my ass. “Get on your knees,” Derrick said, so with him still inside, I got on my knees up on the bed and got doggy style and he started fucking. “Yeah feel that nutt up in there, hmmm.” I was feeling no pain, just intense, hot pleasure of that raw dick pushing their cum deeper inside of me as I begged for him to fuck me – I just wanted more cum – as much as they could give me. “Let me hit it,” the tall guy said, so Derrick pulled out and the tall guy started fucking me – hard. Again, he was getting very verbal and nasty and I was loving it! I heard Derrick take a hit, then he stood beside the tall guy, the tall guy paused, and I heard him take a hit with his dick still in my ass. Again, felt like that big dick grew another inch as it was inside me – and I started pleading for him to fuck me harder. Derrick laughed and said, “Now let’s freak.” I thought we were, so just kept focusing on the dick in my ass. The tall guy paused again and I thought Derrick was giving him another hit, but I turned my head and did not see him. The tall guy moaned and grunted a little and pushed against my ass, but it did not feel right. I twisted as far as I could to see what was up. Derrick was behind the tall guy and was sticking his dick in the tall guy’s ass while the tall guy had his dick in my ass! Fuck! Derrick said, “Now we’ll get some nutt up in that white hole,” as he started to push in and out of the tall guy’s ass. The tall guy pushed his ass back to meet Derrick’s dick, which pulled his dick out of my ass and as Derrick pushed forward into the tall guy’s ass, the tall guy’s dick would go balls deep into me. It took a couple strokes, but they soon found a rhythm and I was being deep dicked by the tall guy as he got deep dicked by Derrick. The tall guy was losing it, and was almost hollering, “Take it bitch, take the dick, take these nicca dicks, fucking white pussy – take it take it!” He was digging into my sides with his fingernails as he slam fucked me, “AAAHHHHH fuck AAAHHHHH fuck,” and he started to shoot. This load felt like alcohol had been dumped into my ass – my hole burned with his cum as he gave me his second load while Derrick kept fucking him. The tall guy stopped pumping, and pushed back off my ass. Derrick yanked his dick out of the tall guy’s ass making him grunt, got behind me, pulled me back onto his dick and started fucking me with his slimy dick. I was begging for his cum and for him to fuck me harder. Derrick must have been close already. “YOU WANT IT?” HE SAID, “YOU NEED SOME MORE BULL NUTT? WANT SOME MORE NUTT IN THAT JUICY PUSSY? FUCKING PUSSY FUCKING TAKE MY NUTT – HERE IT COMES – HERE IT COMES!!! Derrick unloaded in my ass again. As I was still burning from the tall guy’s load, I’m not sure how much he shot, but he grunted, moaned, groaned, and made it sound like a lot. His dick softened a little and he slid out, I rolled over and lay on my back to catch my breath. When I sat up Derrick and the tall guy were both sitting in the chairs by the table, Derrick smiled and said, “Told you my man was a freak,” then laughed. The tall guy laughed too, stood up, and started to get dressed. His dick still looked wet and juicy from fucking me, but he just put his pants on and did not even wipe it off – hot! He was taking my ass juice with him! He put his coat on, said, “Catch you man,” to Derrick, and left the room. “How’s that ass doing?” Derrick asked. “I still got plenty of rock and I ain’t even started getting my freak on.” Stay tuned for part 2.

It’s been a few days since I saw my boyfriend last. He’s always working and it doesn't help I live on one side of the metro while he’s about 20 miles on the other side. He hasn't texted me in a day or two and I was bored and horny today. I decided to re-download an app, hopping just for a little chit chat from people. After looking a while I came across a picture of my boyfriend, I wasn't angry, but annoyed as he told me he never used this app anymore. Then again, I was on. I decided to dropped it and just continue my search for someone to talk too. *received a message* Looked at the guys profile, cute and hot he was looking for fun and friends. I viewed the message. The guy: what are you up too? Me: not much, on from boredom, you? The guy: the same, up for some fun? Me: What kind of fun? The guy: What kind of fun you think I’m asking about. ; ) Me: If it’s hooking up, can’t do, in a relationship. The guy: That doesn't matter. *Image of his cock came through* I looked, and saw possibly the biggest cock I've seen, thick, veiny, and hard. Me: Very nice cock sir. If I wasn't taken I’d definitely blow you or let you plow me The guy: Your boyfriend doesn't need to know, what’s your address? I was tempted, I haven’t bottomed for a long time Since I started dating my boyfriend. He’s always the bottom and was always the top, it was tempting, but… Me: Sorry, can’t, really tempting, but can’t. The guy: Come on, address. ; ) You know you want my 10”s in you. At this point my cock was hard and I was jacking off like crazing. What I did next I shouldn't have done and hopped to god no one would find out. Me: *gives address* Hurry before I changed my mind.” The guy: Will be there in 10 minutes, have the door open and be face down. I stopped jacking, opened the door slightly then took off my clothing. I laid down in the bed me and my boyfriend slept in many times when he was over. I pre lubed my hole and had a few condoms to the side just in case. I heard the door open, not a word only the sounds of shoes being taken off. Heard someone come into my bedroom and heard cloths being taken off. I heard some clanking then a zipper and then a thud. I could feel he was close. I was now feeling regret that I was now hooking up with someone, but was too late, was too afraid to stop, didn’t know what he would do if I backed out. Slap, slap, slap when his cock on my ass. I ask him about condoms and he said nothing as he push his big mushroom head into ass. I ask him again about condoms and he push his cock in a little bit. It stung and hurt. Only my ass was lubed, his cock wasn't. He kept pushing in, pain was shooting through, I ask him to stop. He didn’t, “I’m almost all the way, relax you cheating slut.” That slightly turned me on. He hit that one point in my ass, pain was being replaced with pleasure, but pain didn't want to go away either. “How much more” I asked. “Want more?” He said then nothing but pain shot through as he pushed balls deep into me. “FUCK!” I screamed. The pain was so much I was crying. He started moving out, one, two, three inches then slamming back into me. This went on for a few minutes. After a while it felt amazing. The pain I had just felt turned to pleasure. He started pulling out more then back in, this was going on till all I could feel was his head. All that you could hear in the room was light moaning, skin slapping, and some grunting. I was so close I nearly came a few times. “I’m close, keep fucking me.” I said, he picked up his pace, then slowed down, picked up, then slowed down, like he’s teasing me. “I’m close” He shoved in again then pulling out, “Here’s my dirty load you cheating slut!” Then he drove his cock into my gut, filling it with his seed. Once he was done filling me he fucked his seed in me for a while, from this I came, I came hard on my bed then collapsing in a pool of my own spunk. He pulled out and before I could get my composure he was already dressed and heading out the door. I didn't think of what he said for a few days and didn't say anything to my boyfriend. My boyfriend came over; slept in the same bed I was fucked in. I fucked him, with a condom, because he has a thing for latex, not really for safety. A few days go past again and I decided to go back onto the app, I was bored, I noticed he left me a message which I thought seemed odd. He was online The guy: Up for round two? I have a few buddies that would also like your hole if you’re interested. ; ) I went to reply to him but clicked on his profile instead. What I noticed wasn't there before, it shocked me. It stated that he was Poz and not on meds. Fuck I thought. That’s what he meant by dirty load. Me: Is your profile correct, you are poz? Are your friends also poz? The guy: Yes, all of us are? So, what you say? Me: … Me: You know the address. My boyfriend texted if I was free that afternoon. I told him I’d get back to him later that day. Then my door opened once again, guess it's too late to back out now. ======that’s it======= I was bored, so I wrote this. This is fictional, this never happened. Hope my spelling and grammar are correct.

Just visited a local ABS , right away got a Latino top about 30 ended up shooting part of his load if not most into me stealth like, went to restroom to wash hands , another Latino guy cornered me this one was in his work uniform and had clearly worked hard today... Nice uncut fat cock he didn't speak English much but I sucked him, musky but hot smell as I'm bent over sucking he starts exploring my hole with a finger , notices it's wet ... Spins me around and shoved it in raw , pounded for about 10 mins saying things in Spanish till he got even bigger stiffened up and shot a huge load deep in me... Wow I'm at a bar around the corner typing this hard as hell

So I've been chatting with a sexy black guy in grindr for the past few months, kinda gave up on anything happening. Well he messages me yesterday, "Looking?" Um yeah. He said he was only looking for some good head ... so I drive to his place and we do it in his laundry room. The door isn't even shut before he drops his sweats and orders me to suck his dick. I do, doing my usual great bj skills lol. "Yeah, suck that dick" He grabs my head and starts face fucking me ... then makes me rim him and suck his balls ... back to face fucking. He finally unloads in my throat ... he rammed in my mouth hard, and made me choke on his dick and cum. I thought we were done ... but he threw me on my back, took off my pants ... and just sat on my dick. Very very surprised! He rode me hard ... I didn't last more than a few minutes before I grabbed his hips and slammed him down on my dick. I flooded that hot black ass good! I had to hurry on out as his girl was set to come in soon lol.

PART 8 Jammes held the spread opening for several minutes causing Joel to begin to twist in hunger for a more filled feeling. His body was demanding attention now. He absolutely was in need to be used. His head twisted to the left and then to the right as he began to whimper pitifully. Jammes decided it was time to move on and began a slow release of the stretched opening which did nothing for Joel's urgent need. Closer and closer Jammes' fingers moved together until at long last they once more touched each other. Jammes pulled them from Joel and patted his new toy's now closed hole. Jammes reached down into his backpack and pulled out his tube of lubrication. He released a small amount of the lube spreading it over the tip and inserted the tube full length only to begin slowly withdrawing the tube as he depressed the plunger releasing the home brew into Joel's ass. Joel had fared well with the whole process. But, now that there was no longer a presence, Joel began once more to whine and whimper at his empty horniness. Jammes reached into his backpack and took out a black 6-inch dick-shaped dildo with a safety set of balls to prevent total insertion. Jammes placed the dildo against Joel's ass opening balancing it there on the fingers of his left hand. He turned and winked at the men looking in at the window. His head turned back to his work and with a swift hammer-like stroke of his right fist the dildo was pushed light speed fully into Joel's ass. Joel sharply yelped once both from shock and size of the dildo. His yelp was muffled by the expert placement of the hood by Jammes who immediately rose and moved to Joel's head. "You know that didn't hurt," Joel heard Jammes soothingly speak to him as he lightly rubbed Joel's chest and stomach. "You know you are going to take larger ones. Your body is begging for me to quench your thirst just as I did with the water you took from me. Remember? Now, tell me you neeeeeeed me to satisfy that hunger your body feels. Come on. Tell me, and I promise you a night of unparalleled delight." Joel stared into the darkness of the inside of the hood. His nostrils flared. His body was feeling so awake and alive. The spoken words echoed in his ears as he wondered if he had been heard saying, "Do what you want only fill me up. I'm going crazy. PLEEEEEEASE!" Joel pleaded. Jammes alone had heard Joel's muffled begging words and smiled. They all end up here at my mercy begging for more he thought. He returned to his seat and began twisting the still impaled dildo finally beginning to pump it in and out of Joel's ass. Joel felt a sense of accomplishment and more desire as Jammes went about his business of priming this new white ass toy for the ultimate use. Jammes played with Joel for several hours upsizing dildos until at last the 12-inch long and thick black dildo was now pummelling the hole which had been a virgin earlier that evening. Jammes worked Joel's hole hard with this dildo as only moans of lust and muffled words of encouragement came from under the hood. At times, Joel was screaming for Jammes to amp up his work. Jammes only smiled when he heard the begging words. But, it was now 3:00 in the morning, and Jammes had one more item to use. He yanked the dildo out of Joel, closed the window, and removed the hood.

CHAPTER 3: (6 Weeks before Chapter 2) Jake: I was in my car driving to the testing center to see Chris, and I thought 'I’m a horned as fuck 19 year old, I’m HIV+ and I need to breed some neg hole right now'. I had only recently tested poz after a sexual encounter with one of my poz fuck buds and a few of his friends. I knew what I was getting into as he had told me “Everyone here is HIV+ but you." When I thought about Sam, and how much he enjoyed fucking neg guys and knocking them up, my precum flowed fast and furious. As far back as I can recall, I’ve always been a bit versatile, but I purposely bottomed more often than topped, but my sense is that would change now that I had converted. Maybe I chased, maybe I didn’t, but after testing poz I felt a real urge to share the bug, following Sam's example. When I got the news from my doctor, I got hard and, within a week, had fucked and bred two guys I knew from college. In addition, when Sam held a conversion party for my friend Mark’s son Cody, I was fairly sure my virus would be the one that converted the guy. To be sure though, I got his number and hooked up with him a couple of days ago, literally making him beg me for poz cum. I gave him two big loads, and assuming I’m around when he does test poz, I’m going to remind him he begged me to do it. I pulled into the testing center and I could feel my cock, wet with precum; one way or the other, Chris was going to get some of my poz boy seed that very day. Entering the center, I asked the clerk "Is Chris here? I need to get tested.” Looking up from his computer, the guy answered "Yeah, sign in. He’s here. Or can I or someone else help you?” “I’d really prefer to see Chris, I feel more comfortable with him.” The clerk smiled and replied “Your choice. Have a seat. We’ll call your number when he’s available." “Thanks.” There weren't many people in the waiting room, and I took a seat across the aisle from a hot looking Daddy-type. He had enough gray to be sexy, a few tattoos, a goatee and a nice looking build, but he wasn't what I’d call overly muscular. In short, he was very much my type. With a little chit chat, I learned the Daddy’s name was 'Bill', he was 51, and was at the center to get tested, and that he was (quite surprisingly), a bottom. “I’m probably neg, but I mostly bareback, so I test”, he remarked. I replied with a smile, giving him my most charming smile and slipped it into the conversation that I was a top, and that I also preferred to bareback, casually mentioning "In fact, I pretty much only bareback." “Nice,” he replied, making definite eye contact. “Can I get your number?" We exchanged contact information just before Bill’s waiting room number was called. “See ya later,” I said, thinking as I grinned 'Oh, fuck yeah. I’m gonna get a piece of that ass, which immediately led me to wonder if Bill was still neg. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chris: I was in exam room 4 at the testing center, and found the announcement that my brother was paying me a visit a bit odd as I knew, as he was on PrEP, he was tested every three months. “Hey Tyler, … don’t suppose you’re here to get tested?” He just looked at me with that adorable face of his and shook his head 'no'. Moving closer to the bench on which he was seated, I took his hand, motioned for him to stand, and gave him a warm, brotherly hug, holding him very close, but still looking in his eyes, I gave him my best cautious and concerned smile asking “I know you don’t need a reason to visit … but, tell me what’s going on?” “I’m don’t know … I’m just frustrated, … Jeremy and I are having problems and I …. I don’t know.” “It’s okay, baby brother,” I murmured, pulling him closer, massaging his neck and back. He felt so good pressed against my body this way. Then I realize my cock is getting hard from holding my baby brother. I pull back slightly unsure if he can feel the protrusion in my khakis. “This isn’t really the best place for us to talk Ty, why don’t you come by my place after I get off work and you can tell me everything.” Ty was visibly upset, but nodded in agreement. “Thanks… yeah, I can do that." The control panel lights told me I was needed in the reception room, so I stood, explaining “I need to go help someone else. You sure you going to be okay?” He nodded in reply. “Okay, take your time, I hug him again, “and let Nick or whoever is upfront know you’re done in room four when you leave. Okay?" “Yeah, sure. Oh, hey, what time tonight?” “I get off at 5:30, so anytime after 6:00 or so." "Cool." I get to the front and Nick hands me a waiting list number, “327”, I call out. A cute guy I’ve seen many times before stands up and heads toward with a knowing smile, “Hey Chris!”, I look at him oddly but return his smile, “Room 7.” Following me, I led him down the hall. Now, Room 7 is our corner room at the end of the exam hallway. I’m not sure about Nick or the other guys, but I like this one because it’s a little more private than the rest and I've used it several times, particularly if I think there’s a possibility I can get some action. “Here we go”, I follow him in and shut door pressing the lock at the same time so it’s not too obvious I’m locking the door. “Nice to meet you”, I pause, glancing for his name. “Jake … I’m Jake … I mean … You helped me when I was here before.”, he pauses and says matter-of-factly, “I need to get tested again for HIV.” I smiled reassuringly saying “Okay, sure. That's what we do here. You do look familiar. How long ago did you test? Did I help you?” “Uhhhmm … ‘bout two months ago, I guess. Yeah you helped me … more than once,” giving me a huge smile. “Ahhhh okay, did we test in this room?” I’m didn't really remember us having sex but I needed to find out how far down the rabbit hole goes. “No ... uhmm… I think it was 2 or … hell I don’t remember, but I don’t think I’ve been in this one, the last room didn’t have this”, and he pats down the exam table. “It’s cool … most guys don’t test but once a year, six months if they’ve been sexually active ... and some not at all.” “Cool.” Looking him over, I thought he was typical of the younger guys I find attractive, but breaking into my professional mode I asked “Why did you say ‘need’? I’m trained to discuss safe-sex practices and ways to lower the risk, if you …." Shaking his head he cut me off saying "It's okay." Amusingly, although I’m trained in safe-sex practices, in real life I loathe condoms and I’ve almost always fucked or gotten fucked bareback; as I look him over, the irony isn’t completely lost on me. Jake isn’t talking much, and his declarative sentence “I’ve been having risky sex,” was enough for me, particularly as he was fixated on me, as I was on him. It was also obvious to me his cock was hard, as was mine. Still I tried to remain at least semi-professional. Turning around, I grabbed one of the test kits, opening it to prep it for Jake, giving him my professional instructions “You need to rub this along your gums, on bo…”, and mock demonstrated for him as I turned back to him. My eyes nearly popped out of my head. Jake had removed his shirt, and he had a stunningly beautifully muscled, smooth chest, “…th siiides.” Jake grinned at me, and, without taking his eyes off of mine, he took the swab from me, and in what I can only think is the most sexually-suggestive way I’ve seen a person take an HIV test, swabbed his gums. In handing the swab back to me, his eyes never left mine. Blushing, I swallowed as Jake, still seated, smiled invitingly at me. Yeah, he was calm and ready to go. And I definitely wanted to play with him. Placing the swab in the solution, I turned back to Jake, and, before I could fully register what was happening, his tongue was in my mouth, and my tongue in his mouth. I distinctly remember thinking to myself 'I’m glad I locked the door earlier'. Kissing him led to the shedding of clothing and the mutual exploration of each other's body. I had been fucked at the clinic many times by many guys, but I had never found myself as hot for any guy as I was for Jake. Swallowing his cock, I found it wet with delicious precum. “Chris … ohhhhh … ahhhh that’s good … Chris stop.” Standing, we briefly kissed, afterwards he stooped to nuzzle my cock. I was in heaven. The kissing and sucking and licking continued. We were both very worked up, and, although I had no idea how long we had been in the exam room, I reasoned the clinic could do without my contribution for, at least, a few minutes more. “I need to be fucked,” I moaned into his mouth as I kissed him. "Fuck, yeah," was his only reply. Reaching over to the rear of a nearby cabinet, I moved a box of gauze and retrieved a small flask of Gun Oil I keep here for the occasional hot fuck. “How you want me?” “Doggie.” Lubing his cock and my ass, I climbed onto the exam table, positioning myself on all fours. “Chris?” “Yeah.” “Are you neg?” Nodding I replied “Yeah… I test here every three months.” I always bareback and oddly most of the guys I’ve hooked up with here have turned out neg. “What if I test poz?” Glancing over at the swab I could see the results had not yet appeared, so I asked “Are you poz?” “Yeah… I mean … I could be. I told you I needed to get tested,” he continued, sliding his bare cock in the crack of my ass. It felt amazing. Again I nodded, saying “Yeah … I know … it's okay, I want you.” “I want you too.” “Fuck me." There was a slight pause, “You sure? What if I test poz?” “Don’t care … Fuck me. Now.” At the same moment I pressed back against his resting cock to show him how badly I needed his cock in my ass, poz or negative, reasoning over the years I surely had had more than one poz cock in my ass, especially given that even when a guy tests negative, he could still be HIV+. There's always that 90-day window. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jake: “FUCK!” Chris was under me, begging me for poz cock. I had to comply. My cock head slid slowly into his hole, eliciting a long, deep groan, and an approving “Fuuuuuhhhhk… oh that’s good.” “Yeah baby… take my p… take my cock. Fuck yeah… feels so good,” as I slowly slid my bare, poz, unmedicated cock the rest of the way into Chris’ hot ass, who, I decided, was (for an older guy), hot as fuck. After deep dicking him several minutes I asked “You like that … feel good?” “Yeah … ahhhhh … ahhhhh," he moaned as I picked-up my pace. “I’m so horned… I probably won’t last long … you might have my cum inside you before the test thing finishes," I suggested. Chris turned to look at the swab, as did I. It was still blank. “How will you know if I test poz ... something shows up on there?” I asked, playing dumb. “It shows … ahhhhhhhhhh… oh fuck… fuck me… fuck me… it shows one line if you’re negative and two if detects any HIV anti-bodies.” I keep fucking him, “Ohhh … okay, got it,” maintaining a good fuck rhythm as we barebacked, all the while maintaining a two-way conversation. “What if I’m poz Chris?” “What if you are? Thought I said its okay.” “Yeah … you did, it’s cool … mmm fuck that ass feels good.” “Good … yeah … fuck me… oh fuck that’s good… I want your cum.” “Yeah? You want it… might be getting more than just cum sexy… might be an HIV+ cock inside you right now.” I continued fucking his hole, but accelerated the pace a bit. My crotch was now forcibly slamming into his ass, at least as hard as I could go without knocking the two of us off the exam table. “Give me your poz cum Jake … fuck me.” Glancing at the test I could see it was still blank. “You want poz cum, man? You’re chasing Chris?", punctuating the word 'chase' with a hard slam of my cock into his ass. I could almost hear his silent 'Yeah'. I affirmed his silence saying “SO HOT." “Not so loud dude, they might here us up front.” “Fuuuuck… your ass feels so good wrapped around my cock … I’m getting’ close Chris." “Fuck yeah ... fuck yeah… do it.” “You sure? I can pull out.” Chris answered in a voice which was, in my opinion, a bit too loud “CUM IN ME." “Ahhhhh … ahhhhh … ahhhh … gettin’ there, … getting’ there … ahhhhhhh.” "Fuck yeah… ohhhhhhh your cock feels...” just as my orgasm hit me. “FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK… oh fuckkkkkkkkkkkkk … oh fuckkkkkkkkk… ahhhhhhhhhhh… ahhhhhh Chris … ahhhhhh’m cummmming.” My nuts tightened-up as my load forcefully exited the shaft of my cock and entered Chris’ bare ass. It was so warm, and felt so fuckin' perfect. The thought crossed my mind to whether Chris was really neg or doesn’t hook up that much. He had, for all purposes, virtually begged me to poz his ass. I felt his body squirming under me. “Fuck, that was hot, Jake.” “Yeah it was.” At that moment I saw Chris gazing at the test solution. My eyes involuntarily followed his. The test swab clearly showed two lines. “Looks like the test finished."

When I was still a teen I met a black man downtown. He was a bit rough and stalky, in his 40s. He asked me to come with him if I liked to smoke. I figured he meant weed and followed him down a dark alley and sat next to him on some stairs. He puts a glass pipe to my lips, lights it and tells me to hit it. After I took a big hit and he tells me to hold it in as long as I can. Even though it tasted funny I did what he said then blew it out. I felt something strange come over me, it felt real good. He told me it was crack then gave me another hit, and was hooked. I asked him for another hit and he told me to come with with him for some more. Without question I went with him deep in the hood. He took me to a dark room in an old abandoned house and barricaded us in. He lit a candle and we smoked some more rock. He gave me some kinda pill to take then he told me to strip naked. He made me hand him my clothes and lay face down on a blanket in the middle of the room. After he hid my cloths I was totally vulnerable and realized my wallet and stuff were still in my pockets. He told me I'd get them back later on as he knelt behind me feeling my butt. I hear him unbuckle his pants and pull his zipper down. I knew what was fixing to happen but I was so high too under his influence, I just submitted to him. He spits and lubes the head of his black cock as he blows out the candle. He spreads my buns, feeling my little hole he says "dang boy you's so tight it's gonna feel good tearin' it up." He puts some spit on my hole then I feel his rock hard cock pressing into my tight bud. I felt a sharp pain as his slippery head popped into my hole I told him it hurt. "Naw, it feels good, I ain't stopping. You might as well bite that blanket till you get used to it." I did as he told me and he started working his cock deeper in me. I laid my head down right on top of something that felt a used rubber. I realized he was fucking me raw and it was too late to stop it. His thrusts got stronger the deeper he got, but as the pill kicked in the pain got dulled. "boy this ass so good, i'm about to nut." He pounds away for a few more minutes then I feel him cum in my ass. I thought he was going to stop but he kept on fucking me. His nut lubed my hole good and he easily got his black cock all the way in. He pauses to whisper in my ear, "this ass mine now. you feel that big black dick?" He starts fucking my ass real good and I passed out from the pill. When I woke up I was still getting fucked and my ass was raw and hurting. I tried to look behind me but a hand pushed my head back down, and a strange voice says keep yo head down. I was being fucked by another black guy with an even bigger dick, I bit down on the blanket. "That's right boy, you know who the man is now. Take that big black dick." As he fucked me he whispers directly in my ear "You know it feel good, you love it." His words put me in his trance, "yes, sir" He starts long dicking me and nuts deep in me.

While away for a wrestle comp/ training camp our Coach & team Captain invite me to coach's room as rest of team sleep, we all have a couple of beers. I notice a slightly odd taste but shrug it off happy to be invited to chill out with Couch & stud Captain. We are talking about training & fitness regimes & Coach suggests that he wants to introduce the team to a new vitamin shot & ask if we two boys will have a practice shot now with him so we can explain it to our team mates & reassure them if they are hesitant. I say to the Captain that we owe it to coach after all he's done for us, taking us to championship, we only want whole wrestle team to do well. He agrees, & Coach pulls out prepared points explaining to both of us the process we'll feel a warm rush, cough hard a couple of times , then melt a bit into bed, then will feel really amazing & prob a bit horny. We boys giggle slightly at horny, & I notice my cock & Captains twitches & fills out a bit in his wrestle kit. Coach swap glances with me & suggest I go first. "Sure coach- no probs." I say slightly apprehensive but confident coach is looking after us. Coach puts an elastic fastener around my bulging boy bicep & tightens it, asks me to extend my arm & clench my fist, finds a a vein easily, I clench my teeth as the needle pricks my arm. Coach explains he draws a little blood out to make sure he has hit vein then he pushes down on the plunger, efficiently removes needle tip & puts a swab over spot on my arm. Asks me if I'm ready & he releases elastic fastener & says for me to hold my arm over my head. WOW I feel this massive warm wave immediately rush up my body, 5 or 6 hard coughs, then BAM... the most amazing all body ecstatic feeling, I feel small awesome feeling tingles, then collapse back on the bed, then I'm so incredibly Horny, my cock is hard a leaking precum through my wrestle kit & I have touch it, stroke my cock. Even more surprising is that I want Coach. I want my wrestle Captain. I want to kiss them, feel their stud hard muscled bodies, feel their hard 9" cocks, taste them. While I'm enjoying this amazing feeling & stoking my cock having found a bottle of lube on the bed which I didn't notice earlier I watch Coach perform same procedure on my mate the stud Team Captain while he smiles @ me. The fastener is released from his arm he coughs 5 times hard & he collapses next to me with his arm over his head. I wrap my arm around him, feeling his chest as he puts a leg over mine. He starts to explore me as we touch & feel each other. Both our cocks are hard & massive amount of precum leaks through our wrestle kits. Coach turns on his laptop & & a porn of bi nude oiled wrestling starts. On his iPad he has a porn of six hot young footballers with their Coach & a stud Dad. Coach explains that the oil wrestle porn was filmed at the last wrestle team Dad & Son bonding camp we had for a week. Being new I don't know the guys in vid, but says "I'm so horny & feel awesome coach. I've always wondered & wanted to join u & capt & guys from team when u hold your small feedback sessions in your office. I wondered if guys from team would worship & suck your stud cock I always sneak glances of when u join team in showers after game". Coach remarks that we are enjoying the results of being slammed. In unison we reply "Yes Sir!" Coach says he gave us 1.5 Tina slam & we'll feel incredibly Horny for next couple hours & shouldn't hold back exploring every fantasy we've had & each other. Then Coach gives himself a 2.0 slam. He coughs 3 times & has the most wicked Lear on his face as he joins his two boys on bed, we are feeling & teasing each other as u start to suck our hard cocks through our kits & lick our thick sticky boy precum loads. I moan & says this is amazing, finally getting to do what he's always wanted: be introduced to hot man on boy sex by his awesome furry stud coach & team captain. He trusts us, he's so horned up & feeling so amazing, & wants us to teach him everything guys do for each other. I leanforward as slowly press my lips against his introducing my tongue to his mouth. Coach says he thought i'd enjoy getting trained in filthy faggot sex. When i ask why the answer comes on the screen. Im amazed to see my muscle stud Dad & Uncle who were on Coach's college team, Coach, Captain, & his two stud bros are naked on wrestle mat. Coach & dad & uncle are pouring oil all over boys, tonguing our mouths while u explore our fit ripped bodies, hardhung cocks, sliding fingers up our hard bubble butts & teasing & oiling our tight boy holes. Then Coach & Dad's blast boys & Captain & themselves & we all explore & fuck raw for hours. Coach says I can join Dad & uncle & team mates with at next camp if i learn everything that Coach & Captain want to teach me. He also has to help win over, seduce & teach the new twin blonde ripped tanned surfer boys that just joined team. U suggest that captain & I suggest that we all join coach in his room to have a few sneaky beers & chill in the hot tub on the deck in coach's room. He says absolutely coach, I've seen their cocks in locker room. Both boys are hung: 9.5cut & thick. Coach orders captain & I to lift our knees up to our chests & we lock our legs so Coach can taste our boy cunts, his for first time, tonguing our holes deep. As we both moan, kiss, stroke each other's hard cocks as u enjoy our hard cocks, I say that confirms it.

For my 18th birthday my parents gave me a trip to San Francisco to visit my older brother. It would be a low-cost trip with frequent flyer miles and my brother’s car providing transportation and his couch providing lodging. Perhaps being a good student and respectful son was its own reward. I was psyched! I was also gay and still in the closet…and still negative. My experiences were limited to a few oral explorations with a buzzed buddy and I was dying to do more! The other issue was I was still in high school and that rather limited my options. My spring break birthday trip was going to get me laid I decided. Being from the suburbs of a Midwestern town, going to San Francisco seemed like going to gay Mecca! As it turned out, my pozzing took place the first day of my 4 day trip. My brother Matt picked me up at SFO at 10:30 am on Thursday. He drove me back to his apartment near the Tenderloin and we had a birthday lunch before he went back to work. I was on my own to explore the city so naturally I hopped on the historic “F” line to the Castro. My youth and 5’-10” frame, slim build and short brown hair seemed to catch a few eyes. I am certain that I looked like a tourist with my gawking at the stores and the men, as well. I literally ran into a man who was exiting the Walgreen’s! I immediately apologized and was very flustered before I caught a glimpse of him. Holy Fuck! A muscle daddy!!! “In a hurry to pick someone up?” he laughed. This put me at ease and I introduced myself. “Pleased to meet you, Timmy! My name is John and I am just about to meet my partner Max for coffee—care to join us?” “Heck yes” was my reply. We sat outside sipping our lattes and discussed my birthday trip and which things a tourist should see and do before the conversation turned to sex by way of me asking about their relationship. These bearded, hairy men were in their 40’s, had been together 8 years and were actively involved with the leather scene. I felt so at ease with them that I talked all about my sexual interests and my desire to lose my virginity in San Francisco. Since my brother’s place was out, they suggested bathhouse options although that seemed a bit too anonymous and intimidating to me. Max suggested that I find some leather daddies who could host and John said that was a wonderful idea! I blushed and stammered a bit. John put his hand over mine and said that it would be their honor to take my virginity as I looked him in the eyes. Max touched my arm and said they could teach me many things and I would be free to explore in a safe environment. How could I say no? Their rather nondescript but clean home was only a 10 minute drive from the Castro. Max took me by the hand after they both had kissed me long and deep and lead me to their bathroom. He took out an odd torpedo shaped tube from under the sink and explained that being cleaned out was important so I could be relaxed and confident about getting fucked. He wiped it down with a bleachy cloth and then rinsed it well explaining the importance of keeping sex toy and sex objects disinfected. I appreciated his knowledge on the subject. When I was squeaky clean, I joined them in their bedroom. They made a point of having me undress each one carefully. I was taught to carefully fold their clothes and show the proper respect by kneeling when removing their boots and socks—followed by kissing their feet, of course! I loved it. They were both daddy-like to my young eyes. John was the bigger and beefier of the two—about 220, 6’-2”, hairy and a large uncut dick. Max was closer to my height at 5’-11”, 195, hairy and a smaller cut dick—but still quite nice. I said they both had nice trouser snakes and they both laughed. John said that I was very observant but perhaps I should look at their biceps. John had what looked like a hooded cobra snake tattoo while Max had another type—a viper I was told. The tattoos were fucking hot! Max said the snakes were their dick nicknames and both snakes liked to inject venom just like their dicks. HOT!! Max said before we start, we should talk about safer sex. He asked what I knew about it and what my comfort levels were. I told him that I knew one should wrap it before fucking. Max gave a little speech about risk. “Life is all about risk just as much as sex. Whether one wears a motorcycle helmet or not is much like whether one wore a rubber—it was a matter of personal responsibility. The only 100% safe sex was masturbation by one’s self and from there it was a sliding scale. For example, you can get crabs from hugging a guy naked. You could wrap it up for oral, although most don’t and it isn’t high risk for HIV assuming good oral health and a man doesn’t cum in your mouth. Two negative men can fuck without rubbers all day long and not transmit HIV, but one needs to be certain of one’s status and the other man’s as well—keeping in mind that there is a window between exposure and testing positive.” Max went on a bit more and then asked if I had any questions. I asked who was going to fuck me first. The guys laughed again and John said with a wink that they had played rock-paper-scissors to decide. Max laughed again and said his viper was smaller that John’s cobra so he would do the honors. I was ready! John lay on his back and told me to climb on top chest to chest. His powerful arms surrounded me, holding me, stroking my skin, tussling my hair while he kissed me deep. Max got behind me and started to probe my ass with his very talented tongue. I groaned into John’s mouth. “He has a magic tongue, doesn’t he? John asked. “You are going to love his viper!” All three of us had foreplay over the next 30 minutes. Both of my daddies seemed to want to learn what made me tick and what I responded to. I managed to deep throat Max, but John was a bit more than I could handle. Worshipping his foreskin was new to me and I loved sticking my tongue under his hood and lick up his free flowing precum. When Max had me opened up with his slick fingers it was time to give my cherry to him—I was so ready! Max suggested a spooning position or doggy so I would be able to control it a bit easier. He wrapped up and I got on all 4’s. This allowed me to suck on John who was kneeling at the front of the bed facing my deflowering. It also gave easy access to my nipples and I found that I loved having them worked on. By pushing out while Max pushed in, I was able to get his head in—barely! Despite his best efforts Max was losing his boner. “I need a break” Max sighed. I thought I had done something wrong but when I looked up at John he shook his head and said “we fuck each other bareback and we are so used to it that condoms can be a major headache for us.” Max was jacking his dick next to my hole and it was making this hot smacking sound. John was milking my nipples while Max was nudging against me. John asked “How about Max just slide in a bit so you know how it feels? He won’t shoot in you without your permission.” I wasn’t saying anything but I was super turned on. “Suck me while Max slides his viper in” John urged. “Mmmm-k” I said and the first dick of my life slowly inched its way inside me. I just worked on John’s foreskin while Max filled me up. I was too focused on my ass to do more with John right then. Max had done a good job of stretching me with his fingers so it didn’t hurt too badly. Mostly I felt full. I could feel that Max was in as far as he could go—his nuts felt heavy against my skin. “Fuck you guys look good!” John exclaimed. “Pull out a little so I can see your viper.” Max pulled back but soon pushed back in. The process repeated itself—Max wasn’t just sliding in to let me know what it felt like—he was fucking me! John was still facing me, dick in my mouth and kneeling so he could see my breeding and kiss his partner. “Fuck our boy, Max” John commanded. “That’s it! Give him what he came for. Make your viper angry so it spits!” Max built up the tempo and I just rode the feeling and let him have his way with me. John’s hot talk made it even better. “Fuck is he tight and griping me …shit, his hole is milking me” Max groaned. “I’m not going to be able to hold off much longer.” John pulled out of my mouth and scootched down to deep kiss me. “Timmy, I want to see you take Max—take it all from him. You are so sexy! It would make me so happy to have Max share his seed with you.” John started twisting my nipples in time with the fucking. “That viper wants to spit—deep in you. Tell Max what you want. Do this for us!” I was moaning really loud and wasn’t thinking about the safe sex lecture—I was thinking about the sensations and pleasing Max. “Fuck me, Max!” I begged. “You want my seed? You want my viper to inject its venom inside you?” Max asked. I just moaned and then said “do it.” “Do what?? Max asked again. “Fuck me! Give me your viper’s venom!” I cried. Max grip tightened like a vise and he started rutting for all he was worth. John was back to kneeling and watching my first poz breeding. I could hear them kissing and moaning then Max hissed that he was cumming. “Take my cum! Take my fucking venom! I am breeding you Timmy! Your ass is mine!” I felt Max ram in as far as he could go and then felt this frantic throbbing and heat within me. I could feel his sweat as he hugged my chest and I held us both up while Max made sure I got all of his DNA injected. "Happy birthday, baby" Max whispered. We remained coupled for a few minutes until Max finally shrunk enough that he slid out of me. “Keep my spunk in you, Timmy. John is going to need it.” Matt explained. Maxed kissed me over and over as he thanked me and praised me for my natural talents and beauty. I lapped it up like a puppy. I then lapped up his dick because he explained that is what a good boy did—it was delicious! Max excused himself for a few minutes and John made his move. “Ready for my cobra, Timmy?” “Fuck, yes!” I agreed most enthusiastically. John wanted to bind ourselves in the missionary position. He got between my legs and hoisted them back lifting my ass off the bed and in position. No discussion about condoms were made, John lined up and pushed. I felt my eyes flutter closed as his thickness spread my hole wider than Max could. I concentrated on the sensation until I felt John bottom out. The look on John’s face was so intense! It was like he was concentrating on a complex riddle and seeing right through me at the same time. His tongue found mine while my legs and arms locked around him. It felt so right! “I am so hot for you, baby. Your ass is so tight and slick with Max’s cum—I am going to add my own to his so that you can be bonded to me.” John murmured. I just groaned and whimpered and gave myself wholeheartedly. Max came in to see his partner join in my infection. John was a masterful top. I didn’t have a gauge to compare his talents except Max’s fuck, but looking back, he was a man’s man. John possessed me. It felt like my whole life had been waiting for this moment—the time that may ass would receive a game changing fuck. I felt enveloped by John’s presence and connected to him in the most instinctive way through his fucking. The feeling was so intense that tears leaked out. I called John’s name and sniffled a bit as I was so lost to him. “Shhhhhhhh. You are ok, baby. You are mine.” John comforted. Max rubbed his hands over us and urged John to breed me. The pace then picked up like a jackhammer. There was no way John could last long, and I didn’t know how much longer I could take it. I begged him to give me his seed. I told him I wanted his cobra’s venom and John obliged. “Here it is, boy! Here is your special birthday gift! I am fucking injecting my venom in you! His eyes glazed over and then shut as he screamed out his pleasure. I held him as tight as I could as he jerked and cried out. John again recapped what he had done, what we had done, and spoke sweet nothings that made me so proud! I held John for the longest time and Max snuggled against the both of us. When John finally popped out of me Max told me to lie on top of him face to face. He kissed me—deep soul sucking kisses that left me dizzy and dripping wet. Max asked if I was ready to lose my virginity. I looked at Max with a quizzical expression and Max just laughed and said “your other virginity!” as he started to position me between his legs. “I took the liberty of getting ready to get fucked while you started with John. Since I am the first man to take your ass, I’d love to be the first man YOU fuck!” Max beamed. John lubed my uncovered dick and smeared some against Max. I fumbled trying to get in but Max was patient and he guided me. It was an incredible sensation—a tightness gripping my head followed by an elastic warmth that sent shivers down my spine, I did my best to follow my mentors’ example and I fucked Max as good as I could. My first fuck didn’t last long, but it was mighty fine! Max seemed to genuinely enjoy my fucking and John was husky as he told me to breed his partner. It was so hot to look down on Max’s hairy body and encouraging face. When Max told me how much he wanted my fresh spunk and kissed me again, I just lost it! Spurt after spurt shot out of me and waves of pleasure made me giddy. I collapsed into Max’s arms. After a rest break, each of us got off one more time. I thanked them both for giving me the birthday present I had really wanted. They both said the pleasure was all theirs. John asked me to hold their seed in me as long as I could so I would be reminded that they were in me now. He also said he hoped losing my virginity had been a positive experience for me and I told them again that I couldn’t thank them enough for what they had done for me. “Our snakes thank you, too” chimed Max. We all laughed at that. They both drove me back to the neighborhood I was staying in and kissed me goodbye. Despite their offer to meet up for coffee again any morning around 10:30, I never did. I got so busy with sightseeing and hanging out with my brother that it just wasn’t doable. I left San Francisco feeling a great deal more sex savvy and ready to spread my oats back in my neck of the woods. I came down with a bad case of the flu a few weeks before graduation but was recovered in time to receive my diploma. At a quick test clinic held by my university the following fall, I learned that my cobra and viper lovers had indeed injected me with venom and I now had a venomous snake of my own!

I met a guy on A4A and after we had been chatting for a while we decided to meet up and camp on the beach. I picked him, together with his camping gear and headed out to the camp site. We hung out for a while until it was time for bed, but we had both been too shy to start anything. It was a cold night so we snuggled up inside the tent and as soon as we got close, I could feel his dick getting hard. I immediately started pushing my ass against his crotch, which only made his dick bigger. I could feel a good size and I was dying to get a load in my hole, so I quickly pulled down his shorts and found he wasn't any underwear, to I spat in my hand, and lubed his thick hard cock, as with my other hand I pulled off my shorts. He immediately probed my ass with his cock, and being caught-up in the moment, I pushed my ass onto his bare dick. The sensation of his cock head slipping into my hole heightened the excitement, and in no time his bare cock had opened-up my ass so in no time I had him deep inside my body. He started pumping slowly, and I could feel the full glory of his bare cock. It felt amazing. He started going faster and I could feel his dick getting harder as his balls slapped against my ass. All of a sudden he murmured "I'm close. Are you clean?" "Yes," I replied, asking "You?" Before he could answer his dick began pulsating as his cum filled me up. Only when he was done pumping his load into my ass did he answer "Yeah, me too.". Of course I fell asleep with his cum in my ass. It was the best feeling ever.

i have had cum leak out my ass and down my balls while fucking my wife. Some of it obviously got in her. The top who was breeding me at the time loved the idea of his gay cum in my wife and always wanted me to go home and fuck her after he bred me.

Part 5: Sam and my dad were both naked and fully erect. Sam came over to me and started to kiss me deeply as my dad moved behind me and started massaging my lower back and my ass. HE slowly spread my legs apart as I continued to kiss Sam and then he started to work his fingers into my hole. His fingers while coated in lube were slowly loosening my hole up and with what I now know his fingernails were sharp to rough up my hole further and once he saw blood on the nails he smiled back at Sam and James. James in the meantime was leaking precum waiting for the signal to join in but my dad had one thing in mind before he would allow James to fuck me. He had bought one of those “Cruel” condoms with the metal sheath and wanted James to wear it and fuck me to ensure the toxic seed took and to impress upon me that the only way to fuck is to bareback. James got this evil grin on his face as my dad put the cruel condom on his cock and then stood up and gave James a deep French kiss. When done he whispered to James to complete the family and with that James came behind me and slowly pressed his cock deep into my hole I was in pain I had never felt before as James started fucking me and the pain had me on the verge of tears when my father started whispering in my ear that it’s all going to be great soon. We are going to be one happy family and with his words the need to cry seemed to disappear and I turned to him and kissed him deeply. As my dad and me continued to kiss I heard James say he was cumming and he proceeded to explode in me. When he pulled out the cruel condom was pink in color and Same said James had done well and then Sam immediately proceeded to push his rock hard cock into me and brutally fuck my ass as well. I was rock hard from all the fucking and my dad then took my cock and started to suck it and before I knew it I was cumming in his mouth. Dad then proceeded to kiss me again and I could take my cum on his lips and he said that when my cum was toxic it would taste even sweeter. I drifted off to sleep thinking about how my life was changing.

PART 7 Quietly Joel lay in the sling and began wondering how he had come to be here. He knew how but his mind would not allow for him to accept it and rapidly moved on. He had made the decision to enter this sauna or more what he thought was a sauna. He had almost immediately known what kind of a place it was but had stayed anyway. What was he thinking? How could he have let himself get so involved in all this sordid, unnatural sexual activity? How could he have been so hypnotically mesmerized by the soothing calm voice of this giant black man? Had he been bewitched? Was he losing his faith? His thoughts and questions rushed into his brain, yet, he lay there not protesting. He knew this was wrong, wrong, wrong. He had been admonished and taught all his life that any kind of sex outside of his marriage was wrong and especially sex between men was a total abomination. Yet, still, here he lay in this sling not moving or protesting or screaming to be released. What was that warmth he was feeling deep inside him? What had caused that? Was it from whatever had been inserted into him? Why was he feeling relaxed yet gritting his teeth? Why was he coughing when there was no need? Why did he feel so peaceful and relaxed? Why did his colon now feel so warm and comforting? Damn! Am I horny or what? Joel chuckled out loud as his eyes brightened. Jammes had watched Joel as he put away his paraphernalia. He watched as the white man now in his sling had been so quiet and compliant in the beginning but was showing signs of activity. Especially active were his hips that were grinding around in slow motion and trying to hump back onto something. Jammes had seen this so many times and this white man was just going to be his latest. He walked over and slid open the window once more returning to the man in the sling. Jammes sat on the upended box he had for the next round of exhibitionism. He looked to see how many were at the window, nodded to his voyeurs, and began. Jammes stuck the middle finger of his right hand into his mouth wetting it and then put the unnoticed sharpened nail at the puckered centre of the hole. He pressed inward spreading the wrinkle open wide allowing him to go almost to his hand. He turned and twisted his hand causing his finger to spin first one way and then back the other. Multiple times he did this until he was satisfied. And, when he was, he slowly pulled his finger out of the hole until just the tip was inserted. A second finger was added and the process repeated. A third finger and finally a fourth finger were added stretching the wrinkled skin. It was a bit of a discomfort to Joel but his mind told him that it was such a superb feeling, and he needed more of it. He felt . . . full. Joel attempted to shove his hole down onto the fingers demanding more attention and moaned in contentment when he got it and became frustrated with grunts and growls of discontentment when he didn't. Jammes watched his new toy and listened to how he was becoming a willing participant. He turned and smiled big at the window. Jammes for his final finger fun removed all four fingers but immediately replaced them with the index and middle fingers of both hands. The four drove inside Joel's hole with only slight resistance garnering a great deep rumble of approval from Joel. Jammes immediately spread his fingers as wide as he could stretching Joel's hole wide. Joel let out a muffled howl of approval.

It is very clear in my mind. It was the summer between my freshman and sophomore years in high school. Since I was only 4 when I started to school (late year birthday), I would have been 14----and it was just a couple months before I turned fifteen. Long story short, it was a cousin of the same age and we were hanging out at grandparent's farm for a couple weeks before school started. We worked pretty hard during the day. But we were able to have a bit of skinny dipping fun at the farm pond after dinner. About half way through that visit, the teasing and playing seemed to become more intense. One night, just as it started getting dark, we were still nude and hanging out at on the small "dock" we had built to use for diving into the pond. We had been getting more comfortable with the time of being naked with each other. On that hot and very humid night, my cousin started sporting an erection (kind of the first time I had seen another guy hard). One think lead to another and we sucked on each other's dicks. Then, he asked if he could "put it inside me" (I remember those words very clearly). It took some effort for us to figure out what we were doing. Sill that night, I went to the house with his cum leaking from my ass. Not only was it my first time to enjoy the feel of a dick inside me, it was my first sexual experience with another person.

20 minutes ago. got fucked for about 30 minutes. felt amazing. huge load spilled out my ass.

PART 6 Jammes closed the door behind them and pulled Joel to him planting a deep kiss on his lips. He slid the window open and laid back on the bed. Joel positioned himself sliding his mouth down the shaft of his dick as Joel now considered this gargantuan black dick as his. He was still swirling in his head but totally focused on sucking this dick and returned to his object of lust. Many men watched Joel sucking. Many men knew what was in store for Joel before the night was over and smiled. Joel had been sucking Jammes for about 15 minutes straight now and his jaws were absolutely reaching the end. He was in a panic that he would fail. What Joel didn't know was that with Jammes there was no failure. Sensing that Joel was reaching his end, Jammes reached down and pulled Joel up off his dick and up onto his chest making sure that his now fully erect dick could be seen sticking up between Joel's thighs. Men who had witnessed this scene before smiled knowingly and did a thumbs up to Jammes. Other men looked on in envy and wonderment. "Your mouth feels great, man, but you need a rest," Jammes said lightly kissing Joel. "I'm going to help you take this dick of mine. Not many men have a mouth as talented as yours, man. You're going to love taking my load of cum." Jammes had cooed and wooed his way through his words of diversion just as he had done so many times before with each time ending the same way. Jammes kissed Joel again and then disentangled himself closing the window for the moment but winking at those in the audience whom he knew had seen him work before. He returned to Joel pulling him up and walked him to the sling. Joel never asked a word but climbed onto the leather. Jammes lifted Joel's ankles one by one securing them in the straps and then repeated the same with his wrists. Jammes positioned Joel's butt to hang over the end just a little. They kissed again. Jammes pulled a hood from the backpack on the floor and went to Joel's head. He held the hood up, winked at Joel, and nodded. Joel looked at the hood and then Jammes. Hesitantly, Joel nodded. Jammes fitted the hood to Joel's head making sure the nose feature allowed for plenty of air. Jammes returned to his backpack pulling from it a 7-inch drinking straw, a bag of fine white powder, a small scoop made from a straw, a pointless syringe, and a vial of sterile water placing each of the items on the small shelf on the back wall. With great precision and quickness, Jammes prepped the pointless syringe with the white powder and sterile water returning it to the shelf. He then inserted the 7-inch drinking straw into Joel's ass leaving an inch just outside Joel's puckered entrance. Jammes scooped up a hefty amount of the white powder, inserted the scoop into the straw so that the scoop was fully inserted, then, bent down and with a great breath blew into the straw sending the white powder deep inside Joel where it fine coated every surface. Jammes pulled the straw about a third way out and repeated the process. Once more Jammes pulled the straw another third way out and gave a final blow of the fine white powder into Joel's rectum. Joel in short order felt a slight warmth but was distracted as Jammes had by now withdrawn the straw and replaced it with the pointless syringe which he withdrew as he pushed the plunger discharging the doctored sterile water. Joel felt the syringe being removed as a liquid was left behind.

Married ( to a woman) bottom guy here and getting bred in our marital bed is VERY hot. She has no clue I like men and for me to put my ass up for a breeding top in the same bed I fuck her in gets me going big time. Same pillows, sheets and lube and so hot when I have a lovers load in my ass and I'm doing her, trying not to leak. I also love that I can take bigger cocks than she can!

Got it in San Francisco the other morning. Staying at a friend's in Nob Hill and was packing to leave in a few hours. My friend was at work so I long onto MH mostly for some eye candy to beat off. Got a message right away from a middle age Asian who was pictured with a hot and hung ginger 30-something. "Looking? 2 tops here. Hosting." As luck would have it they were in the same building four floors up. I rushed to the elevator and five minutes later was knocking on their door. Both were in bathrobes and the older man basically ordered me to strip down and get on all fours on the floor. He then opened his robe and showed a thick uncut cock of average length, knelt down in front of me and ordered me to suck it. All the while the you redhead was kneeling behind me and lubing my ass. It was thick enough to be a tight fit at first, but in no time he was pounding me hard. Before long he shot his first load deep inside and switched places with his partner who just pushed it straight in and began fucking me as I sucked the ginger hard again. The Asian gentleman was an endurance top but eventually he let out a big moan and sent his load up my ass. Without a word he pulled out, picked up his robe and left the room. As the redhead mounted me again I heard a shower start to run. This time the ginger showed no mercy and pounded me hard until I began to moan and whimper. Since he already came it took him quite a long time before he came. When he finally shot his load he collapsed on top of me and we fell to the floor where he continued to slowly stroke his cock in and out of my hole until he was ready for another round. This time he rolled me onto my back with my legs on his shoulders. This time he moved slower as I stroked my own cock. Finally he came up my ass again and I shot my load all over myself. After he got me some paper towels to wipe off and I quickly cleaned up, got dressed and gave him a quick kiss goodbye. I hurried downstairs, grabbed my bags and headed to the airport. It was so such a turn on being seated in the plane with all their loads up my ass that I eventually locked myself in the bathroom to stroke off another.

Chapter 3. I felt like I needed a break after being used so hard in the whirlpool. I ran my fingers over my cummy used asshole, now leaking POZ cum. My towel was somewhere by the hot tub, and was totally soaked. I left it on a rack and headed to the steam room. I walked through a glass door with a row of shower heads and a frosted glass door beyond. I rinsed myself off as a well-hung tall lean guy came out of the steam room. He was wearing a yellow bracelet too. He smiled at me, pointed to acknowledge my bracelet and stood under the shower head next to me. He rinsed off his body paying particular attention to his long thin uncut cock, now growing as he held it in his hands and smiled at me. I didn’t mean to lead him on, but I did pay attention to the creamy jizz leaking out of my hole and down my thighs. It must have looked like I was advertising as I spread my cheeks apart. I didn’t exactly rinse all of those POZ loads out of me, but I didn’t want a puddle of seed to drip out of me in the steam room. I thought that might be asking for trouble. I walked into the steam room and the skinny guy followed me. He sat across from me and slowly started jerking off. I reciprocated, with one hand on my cock, and another toying with my puffy asshole, spreading my legs wide to show off, I guess. So much for asking for trouble… He got up and sat down next to me. He scooted closer. He grabbed my dick and worked my precum around my cock head. I moaned. He reached down and toyed with my cummy hole, grinning. He brought my hand to his ass and gasped as I fingered him. He seemed like he had been freshly bred too. He squatted over me, facing away from me, and lowered down onto my cock without speaking a word. I had already cum three times but I knew his loose wet hole would get me off again. He pulled off of my cock and took it into his mouth, gobbling up the load or loads now clinging to my cock and licked. When his face was good and cummy, he kissed me hard, forcing some of the cum from his ass into my mouth. That got me so horny that I started to blow my load just as he lowered himself back onto my cock, my forth of the afternoon. He pulled off of me, swiping my seed onto his dick and sat down beside me. I knew I wanted him to fuck me and I climbed up onto his cocks. Lubed with four fresh loads, his cock plopped right into me. It was the thinnest dick I’d taken that day, but by far the longest. I rode him until my knees started tiring and he flipped me around so I was sitting on his lap, impaled on his cock. He laid back and I lay back on top of him. Just then, the door to the steam room opened and I heard a deep voice chuckle. It was the top who had bred me in the locker room. He said something to the guy inside me and he said something that sounded like approval. The top ground up against my balls and forced his hard cock into me alongside the thin dick already there. I groaned as they stretched me out. I wouldn’t have been able to take two cocks at once if the one of them hadn’t been so thin, but it was still as wide open as I’d ever been. The guy underneath me held still while the other guy pounded me senseless. I knew at least one of the cocks in me was POZ and that got me hard again. My dick flopped all over, drooling precum as he hammered away. His thrusts came faster and harder until he blasted off inside me and slipped out. He stood there jerking off as the guy below rocked his hips until he too came. They helped me up and the three of us showered together. They both spent time working their fingers in and out of my loose hole. The first guy bent the one with the thin dick over and ate my load, and countless others out of his ass. I left them there as the first top started getting hard again. I had lost track of the time and didn’t want to miss my dinner meeting. I walked, dripping wet, back to the locker room and found a fresh towel there. I dried off, and could still feel myself oozing cum out of my hole. That was five POZ loads plus the last one that I didn’t ask about. I got dressed, but just in the hallway between the locker room and the exit, I could feel all of that cum squelching around and dripping out. I got a little stiff thinking about sitting through my dinner meetings leaking fresh POZ cum. As I passed through behind the attendant, I saw a note written in three languages, French, English, and Dutch. I could only read the English, and it said something like this: BAREBACK DAY AT THE BATHS - ALL NON-MEMBER BOTTOMS WANTING CUM WILL BE WEARING A BRACELET. - GUYS TAKING POZ LOADS WILL HAVE YELLOW. - GUYS TAKING NEG LOADS ONLY WILL HAVE BLUE. Wow. I hadn’t seen a single guy there with a blue bracelet. That last guy who bred me was either NEG taking all loads or already POZ. Fuuuuck. I let that sink in, and those loads seep out, as I walked back to the hotel. I made it back to see my colleagues in the lobby, including my two straight co-workers who had played in the sauna at last year’s conference. They were talking to the boss of a company we wanted to make a deal with, and who should it be but bald burly top who had bred me not an hour earlier. He looked sexy even with clothes on. Woof! To be continued… _____ If you guys like this story, or others of mine, don't hesitate to let me know. Your feedback makes me hard. ;-)

---Continue--- The guy and two of his friends came in. In no time they were nude and behind me, lubing up their cocks. It stung at first, been a few weeks, but soon there was a rhythm, and then the guy came inside me. The next guy did the same, and so on and so on. Not much was spoken, just a lot of grunting, moaning, and slapping of a good hard fuck. These three guys taking turns with my hole, depositing three to four loads each before stopping and leaving. “Thanks for the hole cum slut.” One of them said shutting my front door. Only thing said the whole time. I let an hour go by, got cleaned up, then texted my boyfriend. Told him I was free and asked what he wanted to do. He texted back, dinner then a movie back at his place, and added that I should forget the condoms, that he wanted to treat me tonight. ‘Shit’ I thought, he’s going to let me fuck him? Bare? And the thought of what just happened a little over an hour ago went to the back of my head. Without thinking I left the condoms at home and headed to his place. We ended up grabbing more or less a quick dinner at a sub joint, chatted slightly, him telling me which games he played all day and how far he gotten in them. He had to use the bathroom quickly so he got up and to go. I stay seated, heard his phone vibrate, me being slightly nosy I looked and behold it was the same hookup app I used. I was wondering what he did on there so I took a look. Random Guy: Thanks for coming over last night. Random Guy: Your ass is definitely something. Huh? I thought, was he really hooking up? It doesn't bother me, considering… Oh, fuck, I should have brought the fucking condoms. Wasn’t long before another buzz came in, another conversation. Random Guy two: Thanks for letting me cum in you a few nights ago. Been a while and my GF doesn't put out, can we hookup again? Breed? So my condom kinked boyfriend was letting guys breed him? Well, sooner or later some guy probably will change his status. Hell, I don’t know my status anymore and pretty much it’s a given I have something now thanks to a few days ago and today. Might as well be me, right? I probably wouldn't be able to yet, don’t believe it would have taken full force by now I believed. I put his phone back where it was. Wasn’t long till he came back to the table then we left for his place. We got back to his place and it wasn't long before we were at it. Pants were going off, shirts flew to the side, we went to his bed. I started to blow him, slowly, then fast, then moved to his balls then landed on his sweet hole. I slowly rimmed him, lubing it all up. I grabbed the bottle of lube and messaged some of the contents of it onto my throbbing cock. Then I slowly entered him thinking about how my boyfriend is being used by random guys when I'm not around. The thought nearly made me shoot my load with only my head in. Normally during sex, I would have a condom on and could last awhile, but that didn't happen and cam in him after a few rough fucks into his ass. He didn't know I came yet and I was still hard and could go a second round. As I fucked him a little while more, working my unknown seed into him he asked for me to pull out before cumming. Second load deposited and still hard so I keep on fucking. I was sensitive, he was tired, an hour of fucking has to be a new record for us. He asked if I was close and I said yes but could use some more lube. He handed me the bottle and I pulled out enough to put some on my cock then shoved right back into his cum soaked hole. Only lasted a few minutes longer when I pulled out, jacked off and came all over him. We were tired, he asked me to stay the night and I said yes. I collapsed on top of him, we talked for a moment then drifted off to sleep. We woke up early and both were hard. We sucked each other off quickly before getting out of bed and getting dressed. I said my farewells for the day, hugged and kissed, the entire lovey-dovey routine then headed back to my place. Decided to take the day off from going into the office and work from home. Went onto the app, again noticed my BF was on, and didn't think much of it, we’re both cheaters, so what. Saw a few messages from that guy again. Decided I’ll check them later after I dealt with work and catch up on some video games. =========That’s It========= This time that is, though, not 100% I’ll keep this up, but I’ll try. Maybe. It’s fun. Again this is fiction. Nothing like this has ever happened to me or anyone I know. probably not the best second part, but can't be the worse.

This is based on a true story, though it has been greatly embellished. names changed and so forth. *** My name is Mark,a 28 year old bottom, have been a barebacker my whole life, and never really questioned whether or not I would get HIV. It was inevitable, I only played raw, and sometime, someone was bound to lie and stealth me, or not know their status and breed me with a highly toxic load. I had also never done drugs stronger than pot or poppers, even if that was to soon change. I was average all around, average height, average weight, average looks. Javier was different though. It was a hot Saturday, and I was on manhunt cruising for some dick. Had broken up with my boyfriend of several years the week before, and was really horny for some raw dick and good use. I met this hot latino papi named Javier on MH, and we started chatting. We had played years before, but life happened and nothing ever really came of it. He was pretty damn hot, 6 foot to my 5'8, bit on the furry side, with a great looking 9 inch uncut cock that was super thick. Best of all he was a pig like me. He hadn't showered in a few days, hadn't cum in longer. Had a nice build up of cheese in his hood, and said he wanted me to come over and clean it off and take his loads. I readily said "fuck yea!" and got cleaned up and out. Thoroughly. Soon enough I was in my car, heading to his house in a kinda run down area of a town a half hour away from me. I get to his place, and he is waiting outside, looking VERY hot, a little on the sweaty side, and a little trashier than his pics online. I didn't care, it actually made me hotter. "You gonna be my cumdump, puta? Get your ass inside." He held the door open for me, and as I walked past, I could smell his dick and balls, through the basketball shorts he was wearing, it almost made me swoon. "Well, puta, you ready to be my cumdump?" "Hell yes papi, I'm ready to take all your cum!" I replied, getting very excited, my dick straining against my NP jockstrap. He started mumbling in Spanish, which I didn't know very much of, but it still made me hot. He led me inside to his living room, where there were two blunts sitting on the coffee table. He picked one up and handed it to me, and lit it for me, and told me to smoke it to my face. Being no stranger to pot, which this smelled like, I had no problem smoking it. Granted, it was making me hornier than pot usually did, but I figured that it was this hunky Papi pig next to me smoking his own blunt that had me horny. We smoked the blunts and talked, he asked me more specifically what experience I had as a pig. "Well, I only take raw dick, and have had lots of that, by test lat week said I was neg though, so no worries. I have done some piss play, have tried to get a fist into my ass, but never got it all the way in. Played with toys, and brought some with me. I like sweaty, unwashed pigs, just the smell of their cocks and balls gets me hard. I like slings, and I like sleazy scenes. Uncut dick is my favorite, love the feel of the hood around my tongue and in my ass. Um, other than that, I'm open to pretty much anything that isn't shit, puke, kids, mutilation, maybe a few other things, but I like enough things that I'd like to think the ones I don't aren't required." I laughed, and kept smoking the blunt, feeling higher and higher. I didn't usually smoke a blunt all by myself, I was more of a bong kinda guy, but I felt good, so I finished it up, all the way to the filter he had put in it. As soon as he was finished with his, he grabbed the bag I brought, that had lube, poppers, and toys in it, and told me to follow him. We went upstairs to the attic, where it was as hot as hell, but since both he and I liked sweat, it was a good thing for us. He led me through the attic to a room at the back with no windows, but a sling hanging up on the beams, and a ratty old mattress on the floor. It smelled like sex in there, and it made me horny so fast it wasn't even funny. "Strip puta, show Papi what he's getting." I slid out of my shorts, down to my raunchy NP jockstrap, pulled off my shirt, showing him my whole body. I turned around, and he forcefully bent me over to see my hole. He started mumbling in Spanish again, and the only words I caught were puta, culo, and leche. I knew what those meant, even if I didn't know what the connecting words meant. He slapped my ass hard, which made my soft little boy dick jump, and told me "Get on your fours!" and pushed me onto the mattress. Up close, it reeked of piss and cum and sweat, and it was just making me hornier. I was on all fours, with my furry ass exposed, and he was digging his fingers into my hole kind of rough. It felt good though, my ass wanted more in it badly. "Don't move." He says to me, and I feel him get up and move away from me, and hear him going through a cabinet in the room. A bottle of strong poppers lands on the mattress next to my head and he tells me to take 5 long hits and hold each of them. I do as I'm told and I can hear the smile in his voice as he says "Good puta, very good." The rush hits me and I feel Javier get behind me, and then his scruffy face on my hole, his tongue digging in deep. He holds my hips and really pushes his face into my ass, tongue moving a hundred miles a minute. I let out moan after moan and push my ass back onto his tongue, sweat beginning to pour off of my shaved head. He pulls away from my ass, and I feel his fingers digging into me again, roughly opening me up. Sliding in and out. Then a strong burn, which the poppers tell my mind is just not enough lube. More fingers, and more burning in my hole, and my hole just getting hungrier and hungrier. I am starting to shake a little, but I think it's from excitement. Javier has already got me wrapped around his hot chorizho, and I am dying to be able to see it in person and get it in my mouth. My ass is on fire when he tells me to turn around. He has placed a smallish plug on the mattress behind me and tells me to sit on it while I suck his pinga. I sit my hole down on it, and damned if my hole doesn't swallow the thing up without a twinge of pain. This is no small plug either, an average sized one, for my hole that hasn't had anything other than my fingers in it in well over 6 months. Right in front of my face though, is this beautiful, massive uncut cock. Even hard, there is a little bit of foreskin still on the head, and I can see and smell the cock cheese, and it's making me drool. He tells me to hold still, grabs his dick, and starts to wipe a bit of his cheese on the underside of my nostrils, then tells me to open up and lays his pinga on my tongue and tells me to clean it and worship it. "Since you are going to be on it all night, puta. You know you want it bad." And I do want it bad, I want his cheese covered pinga deep in my throat and in my ass. So I start to suck the cheese off, licking the head, digging my tongue under his foreskin, getting the whole head clean and wet, and loving the taste of his raunchy smegma. All the while I am bouncing on the plug, and listening to him spout a stream of nasty talk in Spanish. "That's it puta, bounce your culo on that plug while you suck my pinga, worship the cock that is going to breed you full of cum all night long." I keep sucking his cock, feeling his hand on the back of my head, pushing me down, making me throat his cock, feeling it pry my throat apart to lodge deep in me. "Let it rest there for a bit puta, you will like this." He says to me as I feel something traveling down his shaft and into my throat. I realize he is pissing, and I push my hole harder on the plug, not even able to swallow his piss, it's just going directly down my throat. He grabs his dick hard to cut the flow, and pulls it out to let me get a breath. "Ahora no derramar una gota, beber mi orina maricón." Now don't spill a drop, drink my piss faggot. He says to me and I almost have time to moan before his piss starts hitting the back f my throat and I have to struggle to keep up with it. After the fourth or fifth swallow, my stomach starts to rebel and I harshly crush the gagging feeling and keep on drinking papi's piss down, when he starts to let the spray go all over my face, in my hair, and all over my body. When he's finished, he looks at me, and grins. "Good job puta, you are makin papi proud of you. Now get your ass up and in the sling." So I get up and hop in the sling, letting it hold me, and I can see the restraints. Thinking nothing of it, trusting my hot rough and tumble Papi, I restrain my feet, then I do one wrist. He grins at me again "Ansioso por entrégate a mí totalmente, ¿eh coño? Si usted tuviera alguna idea de lo que voy a hacer contigo ..." Eager to give yourself to me totally, huh cunt? If you had any idea what I am going to do with you... He straps my remaining wrist into place, and I have no idea what he just said to me, but i can see that my soft little dick is leaking precum like mad, even if I can't seem to get hard. Javier notices my gaze and laughs. "Now that you are tied into the sling and can't get away, I can tell you. The blunt you smoked? It was laced pretty heavily with Tina. And you smoked it to your face like a good little puta. That burning that you felt while I was fingering you? That was me putting meth into your cunt to get you ready and pliable to what I have in mind now. Now? Now I'm going to slam you full of Tina, and turn you into my true cumwhore. Oh, and since you never asked me my status, I just want you to know that I am poz, and that all of the other men who are waiting downstairs to use your cunt are poz too." He grins at me as my face falls. "But. I didn't want to do chems, and I don't want to be poz, Papi, please let me go!" I start struggling, trying to get myself loose, but fail miserably. After about ten minutes of trying to get free, I realize that I am going no where. The whole time I am trying to get free, Javier has his fingers in my ass, and is pushing on my button, making my dick leap, and making involuntary moans escape my mouth instead of the protests I want to scream at him. He stands there laughing until I give up, at which point he goes and retrieves his syringe. "You are mine now, puta, for as long as I care to keep you here. You will take what dick I say, and you will love every second of it. This little rig here will make sure of it!" He laughs again as I quietly whimper "No, please, don't do this. I won't fuck bareback anymore, I don't want to be poz!" "But, you won't have to worry about condoms ever again, you can be as big a slut as you want now, puta." He has a rubber tube wrapped around his own arm and I watch as he sticks the needle into his vein and draws back a little blood. Then he pulls the syringe out of his arm, without injecting anything, and wraps the rubber tubing around my arm. "You will want to hold still for this," he says as I start to struggle. "Move around while I'm trying to slam you and you are going to be in the worst pain you have ever felt." I stop moving, and hold still for him, terrified, breathing rapidly, whimpering over and over again "No, no please no." There is the pressure and the pinch of the needle breaking through my skin and into my vein, and I watch as he depresses the plunger and three quarters of the bloody mixture disperses into my veins. Javier grabs another tube, and puts it around his arm, slides it into his vein and gives himself the rest. Putting our arms close together so he can grab the tubing at the same time for both of us he says "Three, two, one. Blast off pig!" And he pulls the tubing off of both of us. For a second, I feel nothing, then heat, and then a strong scratch in my throat. I cough once, twice, three times, and then gone are all my protests. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Is all I can say as my papi laughs again at me and says "Now you are my poz puta, you have my tainted blood in you along with my chems. Tell papi what you want puta, tell him what you need." I am moving my ass up and down as much as I can, my dick soft still and leaking precum again like mad. All I can think I that I need dick, in my ass, in my mouth. I need to service men, and be a pig whore for them. "I need cock, Papi, in my ass and mouth, I need to please men with my body, I need to do what you want to please you!" "Good pig, I will just call the others up here while I slip this nice bit of meth up your cunt." He calls to his buds "He's ready, come and get your raw pig slut!" He pushes the crystal of meth up my hole, and puts his cock head there, waiting for his buddies to come upstairs. As soon as they arrive, he drives his cock balls deep into my cunt in one motion, and my hole just swallows it. Eats the whole thing, no matter how much that would have hurt me earlier today. I scream "FUCK YEA PAPI! GIVE ME YOUR COCK!" And his buds laugh at me, coming over and forcing their cocks into my mouth while Javier brutally fucks my ass. I can feel my hole getting slick, so I ask papi if he has bred me already. "No, puta, you are feeling my precum mixing with your blood. Those two things are lubing your cunt for me, and I am getting close to filling you with my poz cum. Are you ready for it? Because here it comes!" He slams his dick in and out of me a couple more times, then slams in balls deep as hard as he can when I feel his cock expand and start to fill me with his cum. Without touching myself, without even being hard, my formerly neg boy cock shoots it's last neg load out all over my stomach to the cheers of the anonymous men standing around me. Javier grinds his dick into me until it has gone too soft to work for that, then offers my hole to the next man, a tall, husky black man with a dick even bigger than Javier's. "You are gonna take all of our poz loads this weekend, slut. And you are going to beg us for each one. We saw how you came when Javi bred you full of his poz load. Now you will be getting ours. Probably a lot of piss too. And maybe a fist or two. More than that if I have my way though. Maybe more to come, all comments on my first story here are welcome.

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

I sat in the car, staring at the old brick toilet behind the trees. It was dark, and the building was barely visible in the gloom. The doorway was a black square, black as the entrance to hell itself, and as I watched, two or three figures slid out of the trees and into that dark entrance. The wind rustled the leaves, but it was warm and sticky like before a storm and I felt sweat prickle my forehead. So it had come to this: waiting outside a sleazy toilet, trying to decide on my fate. Everyone knew about this place, the sleazy trolls, the old, the ugly, the diseased, went there because they couldn't get it anywhere else. And yet, and yet, here I was gnawing a fingernail and shivering with fear and excitement. I took a deep breath and got out of the car. There was no one else around. I still had time to leave, but instead, I locked the car and crossed the car park to the tree line where I felt less exposed, and stared at the doorway again, but still no one entered or left. At last, I made up my mind and stepped into the darkness. Inside, it was smaller than I'd expected and smelled strongly of piss and body odour. I couldn't see, but I felt bodies crammed into the small space and heard the unmistakable sounds of men having sex. My heart was in my mouth. I didn't know what to do. Then eager hands tugged at my belt and zipper as unseen lips pressed against mine. His breath smelled of tobacco but the sheer filthiness of kissing a man I couldn't see in a place like that overwhelmed me.

I don't know how to be gay. I mean, I'm really good at gay sex and have had many, many partners; I love being a submissive bottom cum slut and I love everything about being with another man. But, I grew up "straight". I'm 50, now. My gaydar works OK, I can usually spot a gay man but I am clueless how to approach one, clueless on how to make myself approachable, clueless on how to initiate flirting with another man. I'm not shy. At sex parties, bath houses, book stores and such I'm not afraid to put myself out there for hookups and fucking and I've got several regulars" I've met on gay hookup sites that I can count on for a good time. But I don't know how to approach men I think are gay, outside of those venues. Any advice?

Sorry, I couldn’t help myself with the title. But it’s true. It has been a couple of weeks since our first encounter and, even though he’d showed interest in more, I wasn’t sure what to expect. Plus, this is the busy time of year for him, so I doubted he had much free time. Anyway, I was at the local Walmart, turned a corner, and there he was. Shopping with what I assume was his girlfriend. I wasn’t that surprised. He noticed me, too. He said something to her, she nodded and moved further into the purse department, while he walked away, glancing back at me and giving me a subtle nod of the head. Of course I was following him, and saw that he was going to the bathroom. Really not the best choice if you’ve ever seen them at the Walmart stores -they don’t even have doors on the outside anymore. I followed him in anyway. He went directly into a stall. I saw there was a guy pissing at the wall urinal, so I just washed my hands and he finished up and left. Now we were alone. So I quickly ducked into the stall with the hunky furnace guy. I didn’t know how this was going to go -it was so risky there! He sat down on the toilet and pulled his already hard dick out, which I gave a couple of quick sucks to get it wet. Nothing about this was planned or I would have prepared my ass better. He didn’t seem to care, and I sure as hell wasn’t about to turn down another load from him up my ass. Facing him, I squatted over his cock and lowered my ass onto it. With really no lube except his natural juice, it took some doing. Luckily he does leak quite a bit of precum, so eventually I could feel him sliding into me. Within a matter of minutes I was sitting down completely on his lap. I slowly rode him, loving every second of that meat up my hole. Fuck this was so risky but so hot!! I let my head fall back and let out a silent sigh, or maybe I wanted to moan. I guess it looked that way because he quickly clamped his hand over my mouth. Just then we heard feet and knew that someone had come in. I impaled myself totally on him, and did a little Mission Impossible balancing act with my feet on the wall behind him, and my hands on the door behind me. That way if anyone happened to look under the door, they would only see one set of feet. I think it had been security, too, because they didn’t use a toilet or urinal or the sink. But luckily they did leave. He looked me in the eyes and whispered, “We’re going to have to make this quick.” I was okay with that. I climbed off of him and he stood up. From there I kneeled carefully on the toilet seat and he got behind me -still only one set of feet showing. He entered me from behind, grabbed my hips, and nailed me hard and fast. Within a matter of a minute or two he held in deep, breathed loudly through his nose, and I could feel his dick twitching up my ass and blasting me full of his baby makers. He slowly eased out of me and wiped himself off with a handful of toilet paper -surprisingly he wasn’t messy. He signalled for me to stay in the stall for a second and he opened the door and peeked out -the coast was clear. I pulled up my pants and followed him out. Just then another customer entered and went to the urinals. We stood at the sink, staring at each other in the mirror while we washed our hands. He turned to walk past me and leave, but whispered to me just as he was passing, “Meet me out front in 10.” Yay! I was hoping that meant he was going to give me another load like he had the first time we met. I met him out front in exactly 10 minutes and he immediately began walking when he saw me. When we were out of sight from the doors, I caught up to him. “I told my girlfriend I forgot my wallet in the truck. That should give me enough time to give you another load . . . if you want it,” he said with a very cute grin. “Like you even have to ask,” I laughed. “Where?” I asked him, looking around. It’s not like we could fuck in his truck. “There are some walking trails off this way. With all of the snow, I doubt anyone is using them.” He led me away from the parking lot to a wooded area. When we were far enough out of sight, I just walked to a tree, leaned forward and yanked my pants down, exposing my ass to the very cold winter air. I was thinking this was going to be another quick fuck -I wasn’t sure how the cold was going to affect his cock and balls. Of course my ass was more than hot enough to keep his dick warm, so he jammed right into me now that I was prelubed with his first load of cum. He stood very close to me, wrapping his arms around me from behind, and just began pounding me, rutting into my hungry ass. There was always something about fucking like this, so close to each other, hugging close, that always gets me so hot. I could feel his head near mine, and his warm breath on the back of my neck and ears. He leaned his chin on my left shoulder and whispered as he fucked me. “You like when I fuck you, don’t you?” “I love your dick in me. You can fuck me any time you need. I promise you that. Just give me your load,” I moaned now. “Yeah, you’re a greedy cum slut. Fuck you make me feel better than my girlfriend, that for sure. I love your ass,” he told me, starting to slam me harder and as deep as he could go. It only took another couple of minutes, and then his face was next to mine again as he growled in my ear and unloaded his swimmers deep into my whore ass. We took a moment to catch our breath and straighten our clothes, and then headed back. We re-entered the store as if nothing had ever happened and we’d never even met. He went his way, and I went mine. As I shopped I could feel his loads leaking out of my hole and down the back of my legs. I was glad I was wearing nylon trackies -the wetness wouldn’t show through them. I felt like such a slut doing my shopping while I was literally dripping in cum.

Live here in houston in montrose. Looking for guys that are both bareback curious and known cum dumps. Neg top here, If we have to break you in slowly I'm cool with that. I just want to make sure that everyone experiences the joy that is BAREBACK. No one should be deprived of the feeling or be scared of getting "pozzed". Live in the moment and enjoy sex. There is no better feeling then submitting your hole to a top and giving yourself to him for HIS pleasure. If you are worried about HIV then there is always PrEP. Don't let your fears control the fun that you have now. Whether you are 18 or 60... Live life to the fullest. If my post speaks to you and you are in the HOUSTON area then hit me up cuz I'd love to pump some cum in you.

After my bf turned me into a bb pnp bttm, it didn't take long for me to become poz. I am surprised how many guys don't even ask about status anymore. If I do get the question, I always say I am neg on prep. They let down there guard and it guarantees I will get their load. My favorite thing to do is to tell poz guys that I am neg. Most don't care and some get turned on cause they think I am a chaser. It is one of the few ways that I can cum without touching myself. I always try to make sure that I can see his face as he starts to cum. It is fun acting scared or nervous when he is done. I tell them to stay inside me and then try to get them horny again so that I can take another load from them. I hadn't partied in several weeks and I had an old hookup reach out to me last Friday night. He is poz and regularly fucks me when his bf is out of town. He doesn't party but he loves getting me fucked up and he can get some strong stuff. He asked if I would be a bottom for a group of guys. I couldn't respond yes fast enough. He said that all of them were poz, and that when he told them about me, they asked if he could set a group scene up. We met up at Man's Country and I went to his room. I had no idea what to expect. The guy I know is in 40's, good looking and somewhat nerdy in appearance. His friends were just the opposite. They were all muscle guys and jocks. I was told to get on my knees and start sucking dick while they finished getting ready. I saw them prepping for my slam and noticed that there were several points there. My first load came within minutes and the guy told me not to worry that he had more for me later. I proceeded to spit some of the lube out and lube my hole with it. As I was sucking the next guy, I was lifted up and without notice I was filled up with a nice thick cock. I tend to be quiet so it really turns me on listening to guys tell me what a slut I am and that I was going to get filled with poz cum tonight. One of the guys asked me if that was what I wanted. My response back as I as a cum whore and that it didn't matter to me if the guy was neg/poz. Partying made me want to get fucked and submitting to a guy was all I had ever known. After a couple of loads were deposited in my mouth and ass, I was told to get up in the sling. In a previous meeting, I had told the guy about what my bf had done to me. Once I was strapped in, he asked if was willing to let go and submit myself to the group. They wouldn't hurt me, but I was going to take as much cum as they felt I deserved. After I was strapped in, he told me to open up my mouth and he inserted a ball gag. He said that he wanted me to watch as I took poz loads all night, but he didn't want me to have the chance to back out. I nodded and eyed the slams. He planned to double slam me and as he was getting me ready several of the guys took theirs. The cough was strong and I couldn't focus. I knew I was in for a long night. I thought I was going to get fucked, but instead I watched as a large black butt plug started entering my ass. I wanted it so bad, but after a short hiatus of not getting fuckied, I was nice and tight. After a big hit of poppers, I loosened up and felt the plug pop into my ass. Several of the guys were sucking and fucking each other. I was so focused on them, I didn't even notice that someone had started fisting me. After a few tries the guy pulled his hand out covered in cum and lube. He walked around and had some one tag the gag off. He said lick this and taste the cum that is going to change your life. I licked every last drop and as he was doing this the first of many guys started fucking me. Over and over I watched as each one of them shot their loads in my ass. After they had all shot at least one load in me, they shoved a buttplug in me and unstrapped me. While many of them went off on their own, my host and one of his friends told me that I was going to be theirs to whore out for the night. They left the gag on me and fitted a harness on me. Out we went to roam the halls. I like being watched, but I had never been shown off like this. The first room had a tall black guy. They asked if he wanted to get off and he said yeah. I went in and laid on the bed and had the ball gag taken out. I was told to suck him and get him hard. While I as sucking him, the guys I was with started fucking me. It didn't take long before he was hard and his 8.5" thick veiny cock was ready. He pulled out and I was given a big hit of poppers. My host said I like it rough and to fuck as hard and long as he would like. I was starting to get really horny again. What I didn't know was that I had taken a large booty bump. Without any hesitation, he slid right in and pushed my head and shoulders into the pillow. I yelped because of the pain but i couldn't move. They asked the guy if he was poz or neg. He said poz and they told him I was looking to convert that night. You could tell that was what he needed to send him over the edge. Within a few minutes, he was pounding me so hard I couldn't keep quiet anymore. I was moaning so loud. The ball gag was slipped back on to try to shut me up. Before he started to cum, he said that he wasn't on meds and that I would definitely get a charge from him. I just moaned and pretended like I wanted to get up. That was just what he needed because forced his dick so far up me and left it there as he started to shoot. I could feel him flex inside me. He told me not to move. He slid his dick partially out and told me to squeeze and not to stop. He starts fucking me again while he kept saying tighter to me over and over. Within a few minutes his moans and pace started to pick up as I got load #2 from him. He said he wanted to give me one more load and asked my host to lay on the bed and then instructed me to sit on it. After giving me a big hit of poppers, he took no mercy and shoved his dick up my ass. Tears were running down my face and my host smiled as he watched me get fucked. I could feel the cum leaking out. The other guy had opened the door and a large crowd was watching as he shot one last load in me. After we were done, they slipped the plug back in me and we walked out. This time I wasn't given a towel at all. I was walking around naked with cum running down my legs. For the next few hours, I took loads in the hallway and in rooms from anyone they wanted to fuck me. My host could tell my buzz was wearing off, he also wanted me to finish up with his group. He let me take short break. I was ready to finish things for the night, but when I went to go get my stuff, I was ushered back into the room. More guys were there and the mattress had been placed on the floor. Some rope was set up to restrain me. I hesitated for a second and the host told me that they weren't finished with me yet. The butt plug was removed and reinserted with a large booty bump. I could feel the burn as poppers were shoved under my nose. I held my arm out and told him to do it before I changed my mind. I watched as both arms were prepped and slammed. This was stronger than before and with the booty bump kicking in soon, I wasn't going to be able to say much. The gag was put back on and I was tied down to the bed. Several guys started filming as one after another started fucking my ass. Between fucks, I had dildos and fists shoved up my ass. Some guy also thought it would be fun to double fuck me with the dildos. Luckily, one of the guys kept hitting me with poppers. I was so out of it, I had no idea how long I was tied down. I had several flashback while this was going on and cried several times remembering what my bf had done to me several years before. The t wouldn't let me feel bad for long as the pleasure of getting fucked was off the charts. The ball gag was taken out and cock after cock was shoved in my mouth to clean off. Without notice, one guy started pissing in my mouth. He told me to look forward to a little boost. I couldn't take it all so he finished all over my head and face. I must have said at some point that I needed to take a break. My host said that they were done with me anyways and that I could leave when he got off in me. While he fucked me, he took handfuls of the cum that was leaking out of me and shoved it in my mouth and face. To finish off, he mad me sit on a huge dildo and then he double fucked me until he came. As he shot in me, I finally started stroking my hard dick. I had the biggest orgasm and he actually told me to take it easy as I clinched my ass while I was shooting. The guy that had watched over me part of the evening, bent down and licked up my cum. He then gave me a big mouthful as he started to kiss me. As I was heading out, the guy that kissed me at the end asked if I wanted to go to his place to relax and unwind. I took him up on the offer. After we got settled at his place, which meant we were naked feeling each other, he said that he always wanted to find a bottom like me to date and have fun with. I was surprised since most kinky tops aren't really interested in the relationship part. We have a date set for next week. I did spill the beans to him that I actually was poz and he got extremely turned on. More to come...

My moral compass would prevent me from ever doing something like this. It's probably one of the highest forms of betrayal. And I believe in karma. I wonder what the karmic debt would be for having done something like this. If a jury convicted the wife of manslaughter, she'd probably only get community service - and that seems like a harsh punishment for catching your husband in your bed with another man.

Yeah, dating and relationships. Sex, I can get. I want more.

Well you have made it this far and sound quite successful at hooking up. I am sure you would not simply approach a stranger and enquire if he was gay, I would stick to primarily gay venues, and there is no one way to be gay, just be yourself, that in itself will be very refreshing.

The friends that know have fucked me. Actually, the only family that knows is my cousin...and he and his bf have fucked me.

I don't remember my exact age but it was just at puberty. A slightly older boy in the neighborhood and I would often have sexual play. Mostly me sucking his cock. We'd tried anal with me as the bottom a few times but hadn't gotten it quite right. On this particular day we did get it right with me riding on top of him facing him. He came and I also came from him fucking me. It was actually the first time I had cum and I did't really know what was going on. So first time being barebacked and first time cumming were the same event for me. I'm sure that accounts in many ways for my predilections now.

thanks for the positive feedback guys. it makes me enjoy my debauchery. Part 3 Why the fuck did I say what I said? Why didn’t I tell them about Coach? I began walking towards my dorm. I was not paying attention to the world around me when I walked into someone. “What the fuck man, watch where you’re…” I looked up and felt my stomach tighten. It was the guy from outside the dorm. “You fucking little faggot, you just keep cumming onto me don’t you.” “No, asshole. You’re the one who…” “Shut your mouth bitch.” I did. “I warned you earlier. Now it’s time.” He grabbed me by the back of the shirt. “It’s time you learn some manners,” and he began shoving me over to a building. People watched as he did this, no one stopping him. “Let me the fuck go asshole.” “I might, when I’m done using you bitch.” He walked me into the building and to the closest bathroom. “Get the fuck in there, and strip.” “What, no.” “You can either get in a stall and strip, or I’ll strip you out here and let guys watch.” “Fuck you,” I moved to get away from him. “Again, you’re the one getting fucked, not me.” He grabbed the back of my shirt, tearing it further, and for someone who didn’t look very big, he was surprisingly strong. He jerked me back, tossing me to the floor. I came very close to cracking the back of my head on the tile floor. He reached down, pulling me up by the front of the shirt, ripping it down the middle while doing so. He pulled the shirt over my head and threw it on the ground. “Nice piercings,” twisting hard on each one, turning the bars, and my nipples almost 90 degrees. I groaned in pain, and begged him to stop. He let go of one nipple, moving his hand to the button on my shorts. He was in the process of unzipping them when the door opened and another guy walked in. He saw us in the middle of the bathroom and walked over to take a piss. “Don’t let me interrupt you guys.” I looked over at the new guy, tried to beg him for help. My attacker simply whispered, “Do it, see what happens.” I started to say something and stopped. The other guy saw me staring at him and just laughed. “Really man, you want both of us? At the same time? Man, that is some seriously fucked up shit.” He looked over at my attacker and cocked his head, letting him choose. My attacker thought briefly, and then said, “Cum on over, but I get first crack at his cunt.” The new guy walked over, setting his bag on the floor. He stood behind me and helped force my shorts down around my ankles and instructing me, “Step out of them,” which I did. I heard the guy behind me sniff the air and then said, “Damn, man. You are not getting first crack at anything. This bitch has been marked, and he is leaking cum.” First guy laughed, “I know. He and I had a run in an hour ago, he was with a guy old enough to be his dad; I think it was his boyfriend or something. He was leaking then. Dude, how much cum do you have in you?” I looked at him and pointed to the tattoo. “No fucking way. That’s disgusting.” The second guy asked what. “Bitch says he has 77 loads in him.” The second guy, “Un-fucking real. I’ve done sloppy seconds, even sloppy thirds. But 77, damn he’s gonna be open like a tunnel back there to have taken so much.” They moved me over to the sinks and mirrors. “Stick that pussy out for us. Let us see that fine ass.” I tried to tell them to let me go, but they only laughed. “You’ll go when we’re done.” They worked together to push me over, causing my ass to be on full display. “Lift your head up and look in the mirror. I want to watch you watching me.” I lifted my head as ordered and looked him in the face. I was horrified by what I saw, a phone stuck in front of his face, apparently ready to record what ever he was gonna do. “Smile for the camera, bitch.” He reached into the sticky crack of my ass and said, “Let’s find that sloppy pussy, see if we can use it.” After digging around for a moment, in the cummy remnants of 77 rapes, his finger found my hole. “I don’t fucking believe this.” “How loose is it? Can you get several fingers in there?” “He’s not loose. He’s as tight as a virgin.” “Let me feel,” and another hand entered my ass crack. He too found the hole and whistled, “Guess we can have some fun wrecking his hole.” Guy number one took his cock out and used cum from my crack to lube up. “I’d ask about a condom, but I’m pretty sure you don’t want one do you bitch?” They both laughed at his joke and he slid his cock between my cheeks. He handed the phone to the other guy, “Do me a favor, record this, just keep my face clear. Can’t let the guys see me take this bitch, or they’ll all be begging to swallow my cock.” I looked at his reflection in the dirty mirror. His eyes were staring back at me. “Please, don’t do this. I don’t…” I gasped as, for the umpteenth time in less then 15 hours, another cock was shoved up my ass. As with each violation before, it hurt as if I was losing my virginity. “Holy shit, this bitch is ridiculously tight. But there is so much cum in him.” I could hear the squelching sound that only meant the cum in my ass was getting fucked either deeper in me, or was getting pulled out by the big cock raping me. “Damn, I can’t believe he’s taking you balls deep. What a fucking cunt.” He started fucking, and I could see the signs in his face, and hear in his sounds, he was losing it very quickly. “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna dump in you. You want it boy? Tell me you want it.” I shook my head, and said, “No. Please…” and again, my ass was set afire with the scalding of another load. “Oh fuck, yeah, bitch I told you. Shooting deep in that sloppy cunt.” A couple of spasms more, and he pulled out. The other guy tried to wait, but was ready. “Cum on man, let me in there.” The first guy took his phone and moved after a few seconds, and I watched as number 2 moved in behind me. He shoved his cock in my crack, expecting a loose hole. His reaction would have been comical, if I wasn’t about to feel another cock in my ass. His eyes widened and he gasped, “Holy shit.” He found my tight hole and, regaining his composure, said, “Open your tight cunt for me.” I pushed out, and he slid in, riding the stream of cum, all the way in. I grunted in pain, and he just smiled at me, “I think I’m in love with this pussy. I’ve never been in such a tight wet hole.” He started fucking me, trying to last as long as possible, but he only lasted a few seconds longer than the first guy. “Oh, god. Oh yeah. I’m fucking cumming in your cunt boy. Here you gooooooooooooo.” #78 and 79. If I ask him, will he slam my head in the mirror? Strangle me? Snap my neck? He pulled out and spent a few seconds to gather himself. “Get on your knees and clean us up.” The first guy just looked at the second guy and smiled. I turned and dropped to my knees. Two wet cocks, covered in who knows how many different strains of cum were shoved into my mouth. I gagged on the pure disgusting taste and knowledge of where this cum came from. After they were satisfied that I had cleaned them well enough, they each moved to a urinal to piss while I stayed motionless on the floor. Number 2 watched me not moving and said, “Crawl over here, you fucking slut.” I fought it, but I couldn’t stop myself from crawling over on my hands and knees. “Just like a trained bitch. How far will you let me go?” I looked at him and could only mutter, “Please.” The guy grabbed my hair and pulled me into the urinal, “Lick it.” Number 1 said, “Dude, that’s a little much don’t you think?” Number 2, “Nah, he’s going to enjoy it.” I looked at the white porcelain of the urinal and saw a few drops of piss and some stray pubes. I wanted to vomit but my tongue reached out and licked the drops up. I looked up at my demented captor and begged, “Please, just let me go.” He laughed and said, “I still gotta piss. You interrupted me when I came in here and I think you should apologize for that.” I looked at him and said, “I’m sorry.” He snarled at me, spit in my mouth and said, “I don’t think you mean it. Tip your head back in the basin boy.” I put my head in the basin of the urinal and closed my eyes. “Open your eyes faggot,” and I opened them to see another camera staring down at me. “I think this video might make a few extra dollars. I know there are guys who’ll love seeing a naked jock getting his face soaked with piss and even drinking it.” As he finished saying it, a stream of hot, clear piss started from his cock. The first drops hit my chest, but soon it was hitting my face, slipping up my nose, causing me to cough. “Open that mouth and let me fill it up.” I sat there feeling so disgusted as my mouth was filled with hot piss until it started dripping out. “Swallow.” I tried to swallow, but it caused me to choke and lose most of it. “You fucking bitch, I told you to swallow.” I was kicked in the balls and told not to mess up again. He pissed straight in my mouth, making me swallow it as quickly as I could. Number 1 stood there and muttered, “Damn.” As number 2 finished his piss, he looked down and said, “Thank me for your drink.” I looked at him, wanting to tell him to go fuck himself, but again, my words were not mine. “Thank you Sir for pissing on my face and letting me drink it. I’m sorry I spilled it, I will do better next time.” Both guys started to laugh and number 1 said, “Fuck, this is so disgusting. I think I want to try it. Get your mouth over here bitch. I want you to drink me, but don’t you get me wet.” I maneuvered so that I had my head tilted backwards, my mouth just under his cock head. He started pissing right away and number 2 was getting it all on video. I managed to swallow most of his piss, with only a few mouths full spilling. After they were done, they both got dressed. Number 2 gave number 1 his email asking for the video of me taking his cock and cum. He even told number 1 he could make some money posting the movie. Number 1 looked at me, and said, “I think this bitch is going to be making some people a lot of money.” Number 2 left, and number 1 leaned back against the sink, looking at me sitting naked on the floor, still leaking cum from my ass and piss dripping from my face. “You better get dressed, before some more guys come in here. Unless you want more guys already?” I looked at him, silently, and grabbed my shorts. I slid into them and stood up. He threw my shirt to me and said, “Dry your face.” I dried my face and did not take my eyes off of him as he walked up to me. “I’ll be sure to see you around Joey. I think I’m going to be making some fine use of that boy pussy you got there. And, I think I have some guys who might like to use it too.” He looked at his watch, “Damn it’s almost 11:00, got to run to class. I’d keep a close eye on Yeti today, if I were you. I think there’s already one video of our meet and greet earlier. I think there’s gonna be another one pretty soon of you spreading your ass for my cock.” I started to say something when he stuck a finger over my mouth. “Shut up, Joey.” He looked at me and something in his eyes chilled me to the bone. His words burned deep into me, “Keep fighting boy, I am enjoying your pain.” Suddenly, his eyes flared and he lightly touched his lips to mine and I felt a searing, burning touch from them. Deep in my mind, a brief image flashed of a red face and horns, laughing. Suddenly, I was slapped hard across the face. “Don’t you ever try and kiss me you fucking queer. I’ll break your neck if you do that again.” He turned and walked out, leaving me alone in the bathroom.

One of the guys from the 4some supposedly is poz and off meds. Even though topping is less likely to infect me I still got to fuck a cummy hole with poz jizz but haven't gotten any fuck flu symptoms yet.

CHAPTER 2: Chris: In my mind, working at an HIV testing and outreach center in Chicago means one huge thing: a regular flow of hot guys. I flirt with them. I make eye contact with them. And more times than I can remember, I hook up with them. I love my job though, and I like that I’ve had a chance the last few years to educate so many about HIV including my own little brother Tyler. Tyler is just shy of 10 years younger than me, but unlike my experience, and long before I worked in this place, Tyler came out to me when he was just 14. I suppose having an older brother who is openly gay made it somewhat easier for him. I was never really shy around Tyler, we’d seen each other’s body at some point, I was out to him, and he met more than one of my many ex-boyfriends. After he came out to me though, it was obvious he looked at me as more than just a big brother. It was kind of cute, I’d even take my shirt off around him when I could, and I’d pretend not to notice him looking. After his coming out all he wanted to do was talk constantly about things … we’d talk and talk and talk … forever sometimes times. I tried not to ever say too much and just let him say whatever he felt he wanted. Tyler was adorable for his age, maybe a little awkward, but once he opened up about being gay I thought he’d never shut up asking me about my body, dating guys, sex … everything. After that all pasted I was worried that he was, or would be, sexually active and I wasn’t sure how much I should talk to him about all of that. Later on … when Tyler came out to my parents, they ultimately deferred to me to discuss sex with him. Being his older brother (and maybe mostly because I’m gay too), they felt I was more prepared to help him. “Keep him out of trouble”, they said to me. It seems I worried for no reason. Tyler knew most of what I told him already, but we jokingly discussed how to do this thing and that thing. We didn’t discuss what not to do and nowadays, even though I’m a horny pervert, I feel I short-changed him a bit. I hadn’t quite figured it all out for myself, and I guess part of me thought, Tyler will figure this part out for himself. Sometime after that, I was at home for what I expected to be a typical week night. Instead I found Tyler was in his room moping, visibly upset. I sat down and he readily opened-up to me, talking about the issues that were bothering him: being single, boyfriends, life, and being a raging erection, 24/7. I swear he looked he wanted to cry. So I did the only thing I could do, I took him in my arms and soothed his concerns. Tyler and I were always close, that night one thing led to another, and we shared something few brothers ever do. I thought to myself “he started it,” but looking back I can see we both initiated it – maybe it was what we both wanted. But it happened just the once, and we didn’t discuss it afterward, after that though, we were a bit closer and always flirting with one another. I forgot about it after some time went by. Flash-forward so many years and Tyler is now 20 years old, in a relationship with a guy a year or two older than me, and even taking PrEP. I can't even remember how long he's been on the regimen, nor did I actually persuade Tyler to go on PrEP: he made his own decision and got the prescription all on his own. At the time I didn’t know why he wanted to be on it beyond the obvious thought "I guess he’s having sex.” Working at an HIV testing center I saw no problem with him protecting himself, so I just said "Oh, that's smart," and let it go when he told me. I considered taking it myself, but unbeknownst to my little brother, I’m too much of a pervert, I like raw cock and I like the risk. While online I later found a profile for Tyler’s boyfriend on BBRT, and one of the raw sex blogs – his profile clearly stated he was HIV+. It made sense now. Tyler and Jeremy were barebacking, and Tyler at least was using his brain for more than a headboard knocker. I never told Tyler I knew any of this, it was up to him to come out to me again. He’s an adult and it’s his life. Now, I flirt with most of the guys who come in to the clinic to get tested, but on those occasions when my little brother Tyler came in we would really crank it up by a factor of ten, which would always leave the staff confused as most of my co-workers don’t know Tyler and I are related. On several occasions I've hooked up a guy simply because he thought I was a path into Tyler's pants. If there is one thing I know, my brother is quite the charmer. While I wouldn't say that when growing up I felt sexually attracted to him, more recently when we flirted at the clinic I would find myself thinking I would actually fuck him (or, for that matter, let him fuck me). He doesn’t come in here to test very often, but when he does I always ask him, “Is that thing loaded … or you still shooting blanks?” He always gives me a look like I’d just made a 'Dad' joke. Anyhow, one afternoon one of my co-workers tells me, “You need to assist in exam room 4.” "Problem?” "Nope … pre-exam consultation, no problem.” "Okay, got it.” My brother was the patient in room 4, and his face carried the sad, moping face I had seen some years earlier. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Jake: Arriving at Cody’s house, he let me in. If only he knew how much I wanted to have sex with his Dad, but no such luck as Sam seems to be solely in charge of fucking him. Entering I immediately felt overdressed as Cody was only wearing a cute pair of boxer briefs which hid very little. Cody was cute, with short brown hair, a little taller than me and sexy blue eyes. I hadn't noticed all of his physical details the other night, but in the broad daylight I could clearly see he was quite hot. We stared at each other, taking each other in for an uncomfortable second when Cody snapped me out of it, smiling and nodding toward his bedroom, with a laconic "C’mon.” Cody wasn't shy, giving me a look that said 'You're overdressed' as he slid his fingers into his briefs to strip them off. "You're right," I replied, pulling off my tank top, then the shoes, then my shorts, which left me wearing only a thong. He smiled, giving me another look and an unmistakable message. I promptly removed the thong, dangling it from my index finger - just for his inspection. I looked at Cody, he looked at me and then blurted out “You are so fucking hot!” as he took me in his arms and kissed me. Smirking I asked "You kiss your Dad with that mouth?” "Everyday.” I was almost beside myself with the desire to fuck and breed Cody, but had decided I needed him to be completely horned-up so he would beg for it. I also needed our session to last as I hadn't jacked off for two days, all with the hope we would hook up. I moved from his lips down to his cock, massaging his sac while sucking on his cock. "Mmmmmmmmm” he moaned. I had him. Once again I'd be balls-deep inside the boy’s ass - even before he knew it. His precum tasted amazing, so I scooped-up a dribble and offered it to him suggesting “You'll love this." "You're right. I fuckin' love it. I usually only suck Dad’s cock and he doesn’t suck me that much, so I haven't actually tasted all that much pre-cum.” I wetted my fingers with my saliva and then teased his hole as I resumed sucking him. "Ahhhhhh…. Ohhhhh that’s good … don’t make me cum yet.” "Lay on the bed, sexy. I need to get my tongue in that hot hole of yours,” I suggested. Ever the great bottom, Cody immediately climbs on the bed and lay on his stomach. "So hot," I murmured, spreading his cheeks and moaning into his hole. I did my best to soak the entrance to his beautiful, but well used, fuck tunnel with my tongue, which elicited a moan from Cody. "AHHHHHHHH! OH FUCK Jake! … OH FUCK!” Repetitiously inserting my tongue inside his ass again and again, he rewarded me with another clear approval. "Ohhhh fuck! So good … So good!” I was obviously driving him crazy. It was completely hot knowing Sam had organized the conversion party at which Sergei’s cum had done the deed to knock me up, a deed that was all the more perverse as I had deliberately encouraged him to infect me, which left me feeling a real kinship with Sam and Sergei, a kinship which I was at that moment sharing with Cody. It also occurred to me that if Cody was the least bit versatile it would be hot to join with him in gifting other guys. When I’m naked like this, having sex, I think about the virus in Sergei's load causing me to convert, and that now my seed could do the same to whoever I was fucking. I was hard as a fucking rock. In any event, Cody's continued exclamations made it clear he was made for sex and that he loved having men play with his ass. "Ahhhhhh.. ahhhhhh." I suppose his ass was also made to be eaten, so so his exclamation suggested. "Please fuck me Jake … ohhhhh ahhhhhhh … oh fuck … fuck that feels good.” H had lost any sense of control. “YOU.. LIKE.. THIS.. HUH?” I asked, punctuating the words with a strong poke of my tongue. Not waiting for an answer, I continued making out with his ass, sucking and licking his ass lips with increasing pressure. "Ahhhhh… yes… oh fuck yes … love it.” "Hahaha…” I stifled a laugh as I continued preparing his ass, pulling back slightly to look at his perfect hairless hole, rubbing my fingers against it. "You want me to fuck this? You want me to breed you, sexy?” "Yes … oh yes … fuck yes.” Cody was mine. I resumed eating his hole, only to pause and comment "You know, Cody, I only bareback," Cody …," lick, lick, "…I don’t pull out.” "Me too … I mean, hot ……… that’s how Dad fucks me.” "But I’m HIV+ Cody," I pointed out, only to resume eating his hole. He was quiet for a few seconds and somewhat tentatively replied "It’s cool ... it’s cool. I … I want you to fuck me.” "You gonna let me cum inside you too?” Again there was a pause before he answered "Yeah." "Yes, what?" "Yeah I am … I mean … I want you to cum inside me,” he replied, adding in a stronger voice "… I want your cum inside me Jake.” With that I re-positioned myself so my cock was in a prime position to fuck his ass, and I went so far as to lightly rub his hole with my cock just as a tease. I thought he was almost ready, so I pushed him a bit more, commenting “Such a hot ass … you know you can end up HIV+ too if I raw fuck you.” "I know...." My cock head again massaged his ass lips. "Mmmmmm … fuck that feels good. Yeah, I know...." "And that’s okay with you?” "Uhmm… I don’t know … Dad always fucks me bare, and Sam fucked me bareback too … I guess I just love raw cock.” "So if we fuck bareback," I remarked, teasing his hole a bit more, "…right now, and you test positive for HIV next month then you’re not gonna get weird on me, …right?” I was leaking a surprising quantity of precum onto his hole and using it to tease him, but also get him ready, pushing Cody, teasing him, forcing him to make say he wanted my raw poz cock in his ass. In short, I needed his small head to think for his big head. "Yes … yes … it’s okay... I’ll be okay. I want you to fuck me, Jake. I want you to cum inside me.” He paused, gathered his strength, and the magic words left his mouth: "I want your poz cock Jake, and your poz cum.” "Soooo fucking hot,” I moaned, already leaking like a faucet as I not-so-lightly rubbed the head of my cock back and forth against him as I reminded him "There’s no going back Cody. When you test poz like me, you’re gonna be HIV+ forever.” "I know … I know. Did you get sick? How’d it happen?” Now its my turn to pause. “Sam did it actu….“ "I thought....” "Yeah … it’s Sergei’s cum but Sam is the twisted fuck who planned the party at which I was converted. I met him on BBRT.” "Yeah, that’s also where I met him.“ "And afterwards he told me not to get fucked for at least three months, and then get tested. Did that,… came back neg. He threw a bareback sex party for me that next week. Your Dad was there. I didn’t know he was poz." “I told my Dad about Sam fucking me. Dad told me he’s still HIV-.“ This entire time my cock was teasing his hole. "I don’t know sexy … but a couple of weeks after that party I got really sick and that’s how I found out.” "At the testing center with that guy Chris?” Cody asked. "HA! Guess everyone knows him! Yeah, well, Chris and a friend fucked me once. But no, I went to the doctor for the flu and he tested me for HIV while I was there. I had to go back to get results and that was when he told me I was HIV+.” Cody recoils slightly, and then asked "Oh, okay, oh, wow. How was that?” "Listen Cody, if you get knocked up … err test poz from us fucking,” purposefully jabbing the head of my cock against his ass, "...I’ll always feel close to you … I feel like I have this close connection with Sergei now.” "How do you know it was his cum that did it?” "Just got a pretty good idea is all. You still want my poz cock and cum inside you?” Cody pushed back, massaging his ass against my cock, “Yeah." "Get on all fours then. Gonna breed you doggie." As I reached for the lube, he shifted into position. “Spread your cheeks, sexy," I directed. "Okay," he replied, spreading 'em wide. "Fuck yeah ... fucking sweet ass,” I cooed, pressing the tip of my unmedicated poz dick harder against the rim of his hole. “Ahhhhh… yeah… fuck … fuck me.“ He knew he was about to get it. "Only gonna ask one more time, Cody. You sure you want this? Sure?” "Yes, yes … I’m sure, I want your cock so bad right now." "Okay, well, if you really want my poz cock … you gotta do the work to get it inside you. I’m all lined up, you just back up onto it, and this way I know it’s what you really want.” "Ok … k” he stuttered as he pushed back against my cock. Helpfully I kept a hand on his hip and the other on my cock to keep it lined up. In one big thrust Cody pushed himself back on to my dick. He was clearly determined as in I sank, my big raw cock finding lodge in his tender hole. "Ahhhhh… feel it… ahhhh slow … slow.” "You’re in control babe … go slower if you want,” I encouraged, enjoying the sensation of tightness swallowing my bare cock as it disappeared into Cody's tight, velvety ass. "Ohhhh fuck Cody … fuck!“ I moaned in the pleasure of his tight hole. "What?” "Your ass … feels so fucking amazing.” "And your cock feels so fucking amazing,” he responded, pushing back until I was balls-deep. I was now completely buried to the hilt in Cody’s ass. Once again. "Ahhhhh… that’s so good … I’m all the way in.” "FUCK me Jake … please fuck me.” "So hot … you begging for my cock.” Neither of us could get enough of the sensations. Cody squeezes down on my cock and at that moment I know I want to be around when he tests positive; I put both hands on his hips and start to ride him. “HOT!” I was fucking Cody and the slapping sounds from our sex filled his bedroom. "Feels like you still got a load of cum in there fr… ?” I cut myself off realizing I nearly out myself from Sam’s party. "Yeah.” "Earlier today?” "Yeah … ahhhh … Dad fucked me.” "Fuck yeah … that’s so hot he breeds you, sexy." "Every day.” "HOT!” "Ahhhhhh… that’s sooooooo good… sooooooo fucking good… fuck yeah…. Right there, that spot.” Realizing my cock was hitting his prostate I asked "Like the ehhh? You like my poz dick rubbing that hot spot in your neg ass?” "Fuck YES!” "Say it, Cody… tell me.” "Fuck me. Jake! Your cock is so fucking hot. Your POZ cock feels so fucking hot inside me! I want your cum!” At this point he was close to shouting out loud, driven by the potent combination of pleasure and pain. "Ahhhhhhh… ahhhhhh… it hurts, but feels go good.” "Relax Cody… just take my raw dick … you’ll get it.” I could feel my poisoned seed brewing in my nut sac and I knew if we keep up at this current pace I would very soon unload in Cody’s ass. "Your ass feels so hot Cody … don’t know how long I can hold out, but trying....” "Fuck yeah … fuck yeah, Jake. Just do it! Fucking breed me! I want your poz cock and poz cum, Jake.” Cody's plea to be bred by my poz cock was pushing me over the edge, particularly given Cody and I were on the same page: he wanted my poz cock and I wanted to poz his ass. I was on the cusp of blowing my load, but I held back, delaying my orgasm by long dicking Cody, using hard, deep strokes, my balls slapping his ass. I found myself pushing into his body with so much force it was difficult for him to stay upright, but I used my hands to keep him up and still managed to keep my cock buried deep inside him. "Fuck, Jake, fuck me… it feels … ahhhhhh fuck that’s good, I’m so close.” Cody’s bed was screaming under the weight of our fuck. I was sweating, seemingly in gallons. I could feel the sweat in my pits and my nuts when they touch his ass, and the back of my knees. I knew Cody was probably already poz, but at that moment I was treating this like a full-on conversion session between the two of us. I was a man on a mission: the conversion of Cody. I was now barebacking Cody so hard with such an intensity there was no going back, so when on a down stroke my balls signaled their intent, I just slammed him down into the bed, and our respective orgasms hit. "FUCKKKKKKKKKK!” Cody yelled, his ass with a death grip on my cock, “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH … CUMMMMMMING … FUCKKKKKKKKK”. A seemingly endless amount of poz cum loaded into Cody’s ass as I held his face and body against the sheets, moaning "Ahhhhhh fuck…. Ohhhhhhh … ohhhhhhh … fucking take it," as my nuts emptied themselves into his body. "So hot," I managed as we both struggled to catch our breath. For that matter, I at least was also hardly capable of much thought, although I was aware there was a huge poz load deep inside Cody’s ass. For several minutes we lay in the position where we fell, the scent of sweat and cum very much in evidence. Slowly we recovered our composure, even if my fuck stick was still buried to the hilt inside Cody's hole. “That was so hot,” Cody finally said. "Yeah, it was," I replied. I could taste the sweat on the back of his neck as I kissed him. "Did you breed me?” "Are you kidding? Your ass got every drop of this poz cock’s sperm, babe," pushing forward a bit to emphasize the point that my hard dick was still very much lodged in his ass. “And you’re still hard as a rock!” "I know." "Give me a second and we can go again, okay?” using his ass muscles to squeeze my cock. "Fuck yeah, HOT!. I want it," I assured him, continuing to kiss the back of Cody’s neck. When Cody turned his head so our lips touched he whispered "That’s so fucking hot." I pushed the envelope a little between kisses reminding him "There’s more poz cum where that load came from, sexy boy. Now turn over." Withdrawing my cock from his hole, I grabbed his leg, and flipped him over. With Cody now on his back and his legs resting on my shoulders, my cock re-entered his hole, sliding in to the hilt without so much as a pause. “Ummpppppppp,” he grunted. "You alright?” "Yeah … haha … just wow … caught me by surprise is all … feels good." In this position we could stare into each other’s eyes and I imagine we both exhibited the look of of a guy who wanted to fuck like an animal, and who was determined to please his sex partner. Moistening my lips, I leaned down, this time I getting proper, intensely sexual kiss from him. "Fuck yeah boy … gonna breed you with another poz load.” He moaned an approving "Poz …load …fuck.” I resumed fucking his ass, confirming my intent: Yeah, another poz load,“ keeping my eyes on him as I suggested “You might not even be neg now." My cock hit his button on the down stroke. “Fucccccccccck … ohhhhh …Fuck me Jake …breed me.” I kept working my cock back and forth, his ankles against my face. “You’re a fucking pig for poz cock now Cody … fuck babe … I’m working my last poz load deep inside you right now and you’re about to get loaded again.” "Sam did that too.” "That’s hot.” "Sam made me … ahhhhhh … ohhhhhhh fuck.” My face was inches from Cody’s and he was moaning between his words when he finally blurt out “Sam … Sam made me beg for poz cock, too." “Mmmmmmmm.” I could only moan my approval. “He said you used to bottom more.” I kept fucking. It felt like his ass was chaffing a bit - getting a bit raw. "He said you like topping more now since you tested positive.” “Yeah … have been actually … kinda hot sharing.” "Yeah, he said that, too.” We didn't say anything for a few minutes as I fucked him, just taking in the sight of each other, all the while my cock was working its magic in his ass. "So you want me to test positive too?” he asked. Then it was my moment to be quiet, only to finally announce "Yeah Cody… I hope you test poz like me.” A very soft 'fuck' escaped his lips. I leaned down to kiss him before he could dwell too much about what we just acknowledged. Moving from his lips, to his neck, then look at him, and again leaning in, this time I moaned in his mouth around his tongue - just to let him know he’s taking another toxic load of my cum. "Ohhhhhhh… ohhhhhhhh fuck Cody… oh fuck…. Oh fuck....“ "Fuck yeah… fucking do it Jake … fuck anoth...." I couldn't think when Cody was distracting me by encouraging me to poz him, “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH… FUCK! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” as my cum forcibly squirted out of my cock and into his ass. "FUCK!! FUCK!! OH FUCK!” he moaned as I felt my ball sac delivering more poz semen into Cody. We moaned, kissed as all the while I kept-up a series of slow jabs into his ass until we were both exhausted and I collapsed onto the bed beside him. "That was so intense ... So hot … so fuckin' good.” "Yeah," was his simple reply. I pulled him in close, giving him light kisses as each of us caught his breath. After we came back down to reality, Cody kissed me asking "Can we do it again?” I honestly couldn't believe he was so insatiable. "You’re ready for more poz cum already huh?” He laughed. "Well, not today, sexy, but yeah I really want to be your main fuck buddy for a while,” I replied. "You just want to poz me,” he smirked. "A fuck bud of mine in college used to breed me ‘til he tested poz.” "He stopped? That’s fucked up.” "Well, once he went on meds we got together again.” "Ahhhhhh okay. So that’s why you...." "Well … I’m not afraid of barebacking, Jake.” "Cool. We will definitely do this again.” After a while I rose, dressed, and gave Cody a warm kiss before heading out, and decided to text Cody’s Dad. I know Cody thinks his Dad is still neg, but I really thought Mark is HIV+, and Sam had converted him. I decided to restrict my comments to my donations to Cody's ass. Jake: Just left two fresh loads in your boy Mark: Oh you did huh? … Does he know lol Jake: He knows (if you know what I mean) … Made him ask me for it several times Mark: Cool, he’s a grown boy, can make his own decisions Mark: Good* boy Jake: LOL … very good > Jake: You should breed him while my cums still in there ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Cody: I can’t believe what just happened, Jake just left and now there are two huge loads of poz cum inside me, and he’s not on meds … insane. If Todd ever knew he would probably be jealous after all we went through when he tested poz. At this point I don’t know I should think, but I knew I felt like 'fuck it'. I had knowingly let both Jake and Sam fuck poz cum into my ass, and to make it more outrageous, Jake had told me he wasn't taking any meds and he went so far as to make it clear he hoped I converted. One point about which I was sure: if in fact I converted, I sincerely hoped Dad would be as understanding - as he had been in the past when ever there was a point of some difficulty. After that day Jake and I got together each time Dad went out for a jog, which was two or three times a week. On each occasion, of course, Jake bred my ass. About six or seven weeks passed, and one night I was in bed with Dad with a cold when a sharp pain seemingly pierced my chest. I was, at least, surprised as I almost never get sick, and my chest had certainly never before hurt like that occasion - certainly not for a minor issue like a cold. The next morning I had a high fever and the pain in my chest felt worse, it was hard to breathe, and the sharp stabbing pain wasn't subsiding, so Dad took me to the emergency room.

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Part 4: One week later I reached out to Jordan again. I had not heard a word from him but he didn’t seem surprised to hear from me. This time we met at a bar in Manchester’s gay district (Canal Street). I don’t go there much anymore as I’m a bit old for the scene. I was still worried about someone I knew seeing me and the word somehow getting back to Brian… so was very nervous. This seemed to both amuse and annoy Jordan. We were not in the middle of the bar, by any means, but we were not exactly hidden either. Jordan and I sat next to each other at a table near the wall. His hand against my lower back — just above my ass — in a way that seemed casual and possessive at the same time. He leaned over and whispered in my ear. “Can’t wait to get back in that ass.” Despite my fears of being caught, my hand rested on his thigh. He leant back in his chair, which only displayed his crotch more openly. His cock was hard and straining in his jeans — even a blind person couldn’t miss it — and it was all I could do to keep myself from moving my hand to rub his bulge We chatted amiably but my eyes could barely leave his crotch. I was salivating. My ass was twitching. Let’s be honest… we weren’t here to chat or to drink. Finally, he finished his drink. “Let’s go for a walk.” We stood and i followed him out of the bar. We walked to Portland street, just a couple streets up from Canal, and he led me into a hotel lobby. “Why don’t you get us a room?” I stepped up to the front desk, agreed to an extortionate price for a last minute “walk in” booking, and gave them my credit card. A couple minutes later we were walking into our second hotel room together. Jordan kissed me, surprisingly gently, and proceeded to strip me until I was naked in front of him. Yet again, he was still fully dressed. I wondered why he never let me see him naked… but then my thoughts were shattered as he pinched my nipples. Hard enough to hurt… but only hard enough that it sent a shiver of pleasure along with the pain. He broke away and picked up the hotel phone and dialled for room service. I said nothing, just waited while he ordered a bottle of expensive champagne, although I winced a little when I thought about how much the hotel would charge for it. He hung up the phone and returned to me. His lips found mine and his tongue pushed into my mouth. His hands explored my body: holding my neck and pulling me into his kiss, sliding down my back, tracing the curve of my ass. My hands held his firm shoulders for support. My moans swallowed into his mouth. My hard cock was pressed against him and dripping. I lost track of time. I was sure I was going to cum just from this. 
Then, a knock on the door. Shit! The champagne. I started to move to the side of the room, so I couldn’t be seen from the door, but he grabbed my arm and held me. “Stay right here.” I obeyed. Standing naked in the middle of the room, in clear view, as he walked calmly across the room to the door and opened it. “Good evening, sir. Room service.” The room service waiter didn’t see me at first. His eyes were down when the door first opened and when he looked up his eyes were focused on Jordan. His eyes trailing down Jordan’s body and lingering, just a moment too long, on the hard cock still clearly visible in Jordan’s jeans. The waiter was gay then. Clearly gay. Jordan gestured him inside and the waiter obediently pushed his trolley inside. It was only then that he seemed to notice me. Naked, hard, and on full display. Jordan put his arm around the boy in a friendly manner and guided him over to me. “I see you’ve seen my pet slut.” “Kinky.” The waiter said offhandedly. He quickly surveyed my naked body and a slightly mocking sneer crossed his lips. He was cute - very cute - in a very twinky way. Early 20’s but with a very boyish look, blond hair hanging over his forehead in some sort of goofy fashion, his body thin as opposed to muscular, more androgynous than masculine. “This is Glen.” Jordan told me. “A friend of mine.” Jordan pulled me in for another kiss. I opened my mouth and accepted his tongue. Desperate to show the waiter that Jordan was mine… or, perhaps, that I was his… at least for tonight. A gentle arm pulled Glen in closer and Jordan subtly pushed my head towards him. As always, I did what Jordan wanted and met the waiter’s mouth. Our tongues intwined as Jordan caressed us in turn. The twink was clearly excited. His cock was as hard as mine and I could tell he had a nice dick. Jordan stepped behind the young man, reached around, and unbuttoned his shirt. Glen did not complain as Jordan pulled it off and tossed it to one side. The belt was next, then the trousers. Jordan’s hand slipped into the twink's underwear. I could feel Jordan’s hand gently stroking. A nudge from Jordan and the waiter kicked off his shoes. He tensed up briefly as Jordan slid his underwear down but then, just like me, accepted what Jordan wanted. Then he was as naked as I… except for his socks. As always, Jordan was almost fully dressed. Jordan was still behind him; his hands still reached around and he was playing with the twink’s exposed chest. Jordan’s crotch was pressed against the twink’s bare ass and, although I was jealous of Jordan’s attention, I had to admit it was very hot. The masculine and dominant Jordan and the thin and twinkish Glen. I had somehow found my way into a porn film come to life. “Suck him.” Jordan ordered me. I dropped to my knees. The twink had a nice dick, although nowhere near Jordan’s endowment. About seven inches long and reasonably thick. His thin body, however, emphasised the endowment. His foreskin still covered most of his cockhead but he was dripping precum. I slipped him into my mouth savouring the taste. Jordan had his phone out and took a few pictures before setting it down. Glen smiled down at me and started pushing into my mouth. I met him thrust for thrust, taking him easily into my throat. A moan escaped from somewhere deep inside and I took pride that, despite his initial attitude towards me, he was getting into the blowjob. I heard the tell-tale sound of a zipper sliding down. Jordan fished his cock out and let the waiter feel it against his cheek. I felt Glen bend over slightly above me , so I shifted to keep his cock in my mouth. From my new vantage point I had a clear view of the twink’s hole. Jordan had already slipped one finger inside. Jordan had pulled a bottle of lube from somewhere and was applying it to the twink’s hole. More lube, more fingers, more stretching. From my vantage point, I had a clear view as the fingers pulled out of Glen’s ass and Jordan quickly lubed up his dick. Glen felt like he was ready to burst his load down my throat in anticipation. He was purring like a kitten. Jordan pushed his dick into Glen’s willing hole as I continued to suck. I felt a pang of jealousy… I thought I was the one getting fucked today. "Look at him." Glen said, gesturing towards me, "Looks like a baby who's had his candy taken. " Jordan laughed. "I think you have I can hear his pucker quivering from here." After fucking the waiter for a few more minutes, however, Jordan pulled out. “Let’s try something different.” Glen moved to the bed. He lay his back, his hard cock sticking straight up, spreading lube on his cock, watching me. This had obviously all been planned out. Jordan slid a couple of fingers into my hole, applying a generous amount of lube there, then gave me a gentle push. “Sit on his dick.” I obeyed. Straddling Glen’s hips, I lowered myself onto him. I admit, I didn’t even consider asking for a condom. I just let his shaft slide inside me. I rode up and down the shaft, each time taking him deeper, and soon felt his balls against my ass. He pulled me over, flat against his chest, and kissed me. His cock never leaving my hole. I tried to lean back up to keep riding him but his arms were wrapped around me, holding our chests together. He had my arms pinned in some kind of wrestling manoeuvre. I could hear Jordan slide his pants down… something it occurred to me he had never done around me before… but I couldn’t turn around. “Hole is still fairly tight….” Glen said to Jordan with a smile. “Not for long.” I felt Jordan move behind me and the tip of his hard cock touched my hole. Oh fuck! He wouldn’t — surely he couldn’t — try to push his giant cock in next to Glen’s? The growing pressure told me he would… and that he was. I’m no virgin but, even in my single days, I had never taken two cocks at once. Hell… Jordan’s cock alone was the biggest I had ever taken. And other than our encounters over last the few weeks, I hadn’t been fucked in years. Was he trying to rip me in half? His hands gripped my hips, pulling me firmly back into him. Glen held me tightly against his chest, my arms still pinned, and I couldn’t pull away. “Come on, slut. Open your ass and let me get inside you.” Jordan’s laugh was cruel. This was a whole new side to his dominance and it scared me. But I was hard as a rock. “Come on, you know you want it. You told me you’ve been thinking about getting my cock back inside you.” “You are too big to both fit inside at once.... I can’t do it.” “You can.” Glen whispered below me. “Relax and take him… like you want to.” He kissed me and slipped his tongue into my mouth. Glen’s arms moved, still pinning me to him, and his hands gripped my ass. Pulling my cheeks apart. Opening me slightly more for Jordan’s assault. Our tongues danced and, despite my fears, I felt myself relax slightly, surrender, and, despite my limited mobility, try push back onto Jordan’s cock. The pain exploded throughout my body. I cried out but the sound was more of a strangled grunt. I couldn’t breathe. I literally saw stars. But… his cock head was in. “There you go, you fucking slag. I told you that you wanted it.” There was no mercy in Jordan’s voice. “You are going to get what you deserve this time for sure.” His words passed by me like smoke in the air. They didn’t mean anything to me until I remembered them later. He was pushing deeper now. The pain wasn’t as sharp but I still felt like he was ripping my spine out of my body. But, and I can’t really explain it, it felt amazing at the same time. I felt full. Beyond full. Stretched. I felt cheap. Whorish. And strangely around of it. Maybe it was pride at taking them both. Maybe it was pleasure at giving Jordan what he wanted. Maybe it was, in some dark psychological way, the thrill of cheating on my husband with two hot younger guys. I don’t know. And at that moment, I didn’t care. I was carried away on the sensations that were ravaging my body as the two cocks ravaged my ass. In and out of my hole. Their two bare cocks in my hole. Jordan pushing forward insistently. Glen trying to stay in sync but less able to move from his position beneath me. I was vaguely aware of Jordan’s phone out yet again to take pictures. He grunted a stream of obscenities at me. “Yeah, you damn skank. You want what I’ve got don’t you? We’re going to give it to you. Your pussy is broken in now. You will never be the same.” Jordan was determined and his insistence defeated any flimsy resistance my body could offer. It took time but I felt his balls slap against my ass. “There you go. All the way in. That’s what you wanted, isn’t it?” I grunted in reply. Unable to form words. It was never destined to last long. They pounded my ass. Fiercely. My ass felt torn up. “I’m going to shoot!” Glen cried out. He thrust up once more. His whole body shook. His cock spasmed in my ass as he emptied his balls. Finally he was still. His cock was still inside me but softening. This was enough to push Jordan over the edge. He pulled himself up onto my back . Pressing into me with his weight. Hips pistoning. Forcing me to take every inch. “Fuck yeah. Gonna breed you really good, bitch. Been saving this up for you.” And he came. Volley after volley. His hot breath on my neck. Finally he collapsed fully onto my back. The two cocks slid from my hole. Leaving me feeling empty. My whole insides felt coated with their warm seed. I could feel some dripping out of my hole. Glen slid his tongue back into my mouth. After a few moments, Jordan rolled off me to snap a few more pictures of my hole. “Fuck yeah. Come here, Glen. Take a look.” I rolled over to allow Glen to escape from beneath me. Then collapsed again on my belly. “Shit! That’s hot. Looks like he bled a bit.” I heard what I assume was a high five behind me. Jordan put the phone by my head. “Take a look, slut.” I looked at the pictures on his phone as he flicked through them. My hole was open. Stretched wide. In one of the pictures he had even put a couple fingers in my ass and I hadn’t even noticed. He was right. I was completely broken in. The cum dripping from my hole had a decidedly pink tint. Jordan slapped my ass. “Here. Get off the bed. Glen needs to get back to work. Clean him up.” I rolled off the bed, sliding to my knees on the floor. Glen stepped up and I obediently sucked the licked his hips and thighs clean of any fluid that had dripped. I wanted to get a look at Jordan, naked near me for the first time, but he stepped behind me and was out of sight. Glen slid his dick into my mouth. “Gotta piss.” He said absently. And then my mouth was filling with his warm fluid. I scrambled to swallow. He hadn’t asked if I wanted it, if I was interested. He just knew I would accept it at this point. I was a hole to use however they liked. The acrid flavour filled my mouth and the warm feeling spread down my throat and into my stomach. And when he was done I licked every drop from his piss slit before he moved away to get his uniform back on. “Hmmm. I need a piss too.” Jordan laughed. “Gives me an idea. Get back on the bed, slut. On your belly.” I obeyed and Jordan straddled above my ass, once again positioning us so I couldn't get a good view of his naked body He spread my cheeks slightly. “Yep. He’s still gaping wide. Watch this, Glen.” Warmth filled my hole as his hot piss sprayed inside my gaping sphincter. The salty fluid stung my torn up hole but I didn’t move. A generous flow of the fluid ran down my ass and I felt the bed get very wet beneath me. He stayed just far enough away to keep from being splattered. “What a damn slut.” Jordan laughed. But he moved over and kissed me, surprising me with his return to gentleness. He moved off me and was immediately getting dressed. I glanced over just as he was pulling his jeans on. I caught just a glimpse of a tattoo on his hip but couldn’t make it out. Then they were gone. I lay on the bed for awhile, unable to move. Finally I dragged myself to the shower to clean up. And wondered when I would get to see Jordan again.

When you are fucking me, I'm not thinking at all. I'm focused solely on your cock inside me, and trying to make the ride more pleasurable and exciting for you. I always let you control the fuck, and react to your cues. Whatever turns you on will also give me pleasure--whether it's pounding thrusts or slow, rhythmic fucking, or a change of positions. And I do indeed feel pride when you flood my guts with your precious seed. Even though you may be indifferent to my pleasure, I will always get my pleasure knowing that enveloping your cock with my tight ass wall, and working my ass muscles in tandem with your plowing my hole has brought you off--and we have both gotten what we wanted.

I had a boyfriend who was really dominant and whored me out. He liked to control me fully and that included who fucked me and where. He was the first guy to organise an open door hotel cum dump for me, just me blindfolded on the bed while he watched anyone who wanted to fuck me and dump their cum. One of the best things was the humiliation factor as he would encourage the guys fucking me and talk dirty while I was screwed.

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My boy and I have been having LOADS of fun over the past few years taking raw POZ and NEG loads pretty often. We decided to finally get tested and both came back NEG. We were shocked. I asked my boy if he thought we had dodged a bullet and might want to stop playing around with so many POZ friends. He thought about it and decided we should. Maybe we would turn over a new leaf? Maybe we'd go back to only sleeping with each other or maybe down the road we'd still have raw fun, but only with NEG cocks We planned a “farewell party” or sorts to say so long to our POZ playmates, a dinner party, not a sex party, for once. My boy handled all of the arrangements, and invited six of our most frequent fuckbuddies, two NEG hunks and four POZ studs. JR, the first POZ stud to load my boy's raw hole was of course invited, and he asked if he could bring along his friend Brian, a go-go boy, for some entertainment. I said fine, as long as there was no sex, just “entertainment.” As the sun started to set, we all enjoyed cocktails on the deck and BJ grilled up some steaks. All was good natured, and our fuckbuddies all told me how much they were going to miss loading my hole and my boy's hole. They all seemed genuinely supportive of our decision to start playing it safer. After dinner, the doorbell rang, and Brian showed up with his boombox. I remembered him from the clubs downtown, but hadn't seen him in a while. Turns out he had been POZ for going on three years, and the management at his bar kept him on, dancing and turning tricks, until he got a biohazard tattoo on the small of his back. Management apparently had been worried that the tat would be a turn-off to some of their clients... The years had been kind to Brian, and he had kept up the hours at the gym, keeping his toned body as sexy as it ever was. JR had us all move our chairs into a circle and Brian started his music. Brian gyrated as he started peeling off his shirt, swiveling his hips and working his jeans down them, revealing a shiny g-string. He went from guy to guy giving brief lap dances to all as they ran their hands all over his toned body. Brian's cock was hardening under the cloth pouch of his g-string, and it kept getting bigger and bigger as he worked the crowd. He got to my boy and practically sat in his lap. Everyone hooted and cheered them both on, daring my boy to fish out his POZ cock. My boy looked at me, and I nodded my approval, reminding him that there was to be no sex, only “entertainment.” My boy reached his hand into Brian's g-string, pulling it down. A massive drippy uncut cock sprang into view. My boy leaned back in his chair, with his eyes glued to Brian's cock as it bounced up and down. My boy was mesmerized. JR, ever the one to stir things up shouted to me over the music, “I bet your boy can dance that well! Can he give us a one last show?” My boy smiled and looked at me, again asking if he could. Again, I nodded my approval, hoping that he would keep his underwear on, and there there would be no sex, only “entertainment.” My boy got up, mimicking Brian's gyrations, working the circle as he unsnapped the buttons of his shirt. He and Brian were grooving together, their faces getting close enough to kiss and then spinning around to dry hump each other. The guys were all getting pretty worked up, and I could see several moving their hands over their own hardening cocks. JR leaned over to me with a wicked grin and reached over to massage my dick through my jeans. “Let me know when things have gone too far,” he whispered into my ear, his tongue nearly licking my earlobe. I shuddered, and again nodded approval. By now, my boy had pulled down his jeans, and I was surprised to see he was in a ratty stretched-out old jockstrap, his pert ass framed by stretched out elastic straps. One by one, he gave an intense lap dance to all of the guys in the circle, leaning forward as he got to JR, their lips almost touching. As he leaned forward, Brian kept rolling his hips in the laps of the other guys. All of the guys were obviously fully hard now, their cocks straining to get out of their pants. But so far, Brian's oozy cock was the only one in the group that was out. Brian reached forward and stood my boy up from behind, and whispered something into his ear. JR smiled that wicked smile at me and shouted, “I think things could get out of hand in a minute or two. Just say when, and we stop this.” I again nodded my approval for things to keep going forward, hoping that my boy was going to behave. No sex, just “entertainment.” My boy worked his way over to me with Brian right behind him. He gyrated in front of me, then spun around and sat in my lap, swatting away JR's hand and groping my hard cock through my jeans. He sprang up, turned around and shoved his tongue into my mouth. We were both panting with lust. Breaking our kiss, he looked into my eyes and asked, “Do you like my show?” “YES,” I replied. “Want to see me dance some more,” he asked. “PLEASE,” I replied. Brian was grinding away behind my boy's exposed ass, with his drippy hard cock bouncing all over, occasionally lining up with my boy's crack. My boy was whimpering, clearly loving the wet dick teasing his hole. “PLEASE” he mouthed me. I nodded my consent, allowing this to go further. At that moment, I knew my boy would be getting at least one POZ load that night. My boy turned his head to Brian and shouted over the music, “Give it to me!” All of the guys started hooting, tearing off one another's clothes. I got up, released my own leaking hose, and squatted down so I could watch the action closer. Brian was still grooving to the music, clearly loving his audience. I grabbed his tool and guided it to my boy's winking hole, keeping my hand wrapped around Brian's girth until his raw cock was all the way inside my boy. Both of them were so hot. Brian jackrabbited his cock into my boy as my boy was struggling to stay upright. JR leaned forward, releasing my boy's cock from his jock and tugging until he shot what might have been his last NEG load all over the floor. One of the other guys lapped it up and then fingering it into my ass. What the hell I thought, bending over so I could kiss my boy, and pulled my cheeks apart for whoever wanted a piece of my ass. I felt a wet dick slide up and down my hole and then in one shove all the way into my ass, wet balls slapping against my balls. As he pumped his toxic jizz into me, JR leaned forward saying, “I love a good show!”

Was told recently by a fuckbud that the lucky bastard has been playing with with a real-life father-son couple......poz father has been fucking the neg early 20s son for past few months and when they moved into the house across from my fuckbud (yea, how convenient and lucky is that!!) and now they all 3 have regular sessions...