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This is the first time I've ever posted. This story is true and, if you like it, I'll post more. It dates back to 2006 when I still lived in Manchester, UK and had visited a gay bathhouse there for the first time. Enjoy. I remember my first visit. I hadn't meant to take it raw. I'd always wanted it, but had never given in, too scared of the consequences. I was nervous even just entering the sauna. Terrified someone would see me and recognize me. That was scarier than taking it raw, I don't know why. Basement in Manchester is hidden down a backstreet, Tariff Street, in the city's Northern Quarter. You enter the building down some stairs and come to a door with a buzzer. My fingers were trembling, but I pressed it. There's a camera, so staff can see who's there in case... well, I'm not sure what it's there for - I imagine they let anyone in, in fact my later visits would confirm this. The clientele are a mix of young muscle pups, skinny queens, ageing queers and everything in between. When I walk down the stairs there's a desk and the tall, muscled man, fit with an 'I could fuck you three ways from Sunday and not be out of breath' grin on his face asks me if I'm a member. I'm not. I have to pay extra, but it's a one off payment and I'm here now anyway. What freaks me out more is that they take my picture and they want details: my name, my birthday - they have my picture. Fuck! I notice the walls and desks are crudely painted black, the countertop red - whore-red. He passes me a towel and I ask for poppers too. I can get fucked quite happily without poppers if the top starts off slow, but who wants to start slow? And anyway, I like the high. He hands me my locker key. I've read stories about saunas in America, but it's different in Britain - you don't get your own cubicle. It's more of a wandering free-for-all. I enter the door into the locker room and a couple of guys are getting changed, nude, taking their time, no inhibitions. I strip as quickly as possible and throw my towel around myself. I feel like people are staring at me. I'm 23, 5'9", slim, toned, nice big arse and I'm hairy - I'm not ashamed to say it. I hate all of the prepubescent shaving shit. I'm hairy - fuck it. I've had guys ask me to shave my hole before. Fuck right off. Men are supposed to have hair - real men, that is. With my head down, I walk through the locker room, gripping my towel firmly around myself with one hand and my poppers in the other - I've already taken the plastic wrapper off - I don't want that to spoil a moment, should any occur. On my left there's a darkened passage leading to somewhere I can't see, on my right there's a Jacuzzi, showers and toilets and at the end of the corridor is a seated TV area where you can buy drinks etc. I wasn't here for that. I turned left. In the darkness I can only see shapes in white towels, forms passing me, stroking me, brushing against me, but I'm too nervous to stop and reciprocate. I keep walking. There's rows and rows of cubicles, doors hanging open, some closed, some empty, some with guys doing... Well, you know what they're doing. It's my first time in a sauna - I want to scout the place out first. See what it's all about, so I do a lap of the facilities, head still down. There's a sling, gloryholes, a cage, a darkroom, a porn room and loads more cubicles. I focus on the darkroom. I've never been bothered about looks. Yes, we all like attractive men, I myself am a good looking guy - boy next door type, no model, but I'd turn your head a little if I'd made an effort that day. I just like men. I don't care about age, colour, size, etc. For some reason I've always felt ashamed of that when with friends so I've never admitted it. I didn't need to admit to anything in the darkroom. I walk in and I'm blind. My eyes take forever to adjust and I can still only see towels hanging from silhouettes and hear anonymous moaning from the corners. I feel a swarm of hands feeling over me and I panic - it's too much. Fuck. What's a nice boy like me doing here anyway. I brush them away and leave the room. After a while I get cruised in the corridors and I accept an invitation from a guy, late thirties I guess, tall, dark hair, ok looking. We fuck and kiss, but it's a cold mechanical fuck and he can't kiss, one of those tongues that darts in and out really quickly - it's not good. He seems way more into it than me, but it gets me horned up and after a good sniff of poppers o just lay on my stomach and let him hammer away until he's done. He wears a condom throughout and he's careful when he pulls out to slide it off gently and put it in the bin, then he slaps my arse, kisses me and says thanks, before leaving. I'm less than satisfied. After a fumble in the gloryhole-cabins, I head back over to the darkroom, a bit more courage now that I've had a bit of cock and I'm seriously in need of more. I feel around, groping for he first cock I can find - nice and thick with a really bulbous bellend. It tastes of lube but that only occurs to me later. I feel hands from behind me, groping for my cock and arse and this time I don't stop them. I sniff my poppers as they continue to explore and I slide my mouth up and down on the thick meat in front of me, now oozing precum and dribbling with my spit. I hear spitting and feel wet fingers probing me but I let it happen, why wouldn't I? Eventually my towel drops from my waist and I fumble for it, throwing it over my shoulder. Fingers are deep inside me now and I can hear whoever is behind me sniffing poppers and groaning to himself. More fingers enter until there's 3, maybe 4 from two hands, the poppers are blurring it now and the guy on the end of the cock I'm eating is moaning louder and louder. I feel him swell and the fingers in my cunt slide more smoothly as one, in and out and I'm in ecstasy, when the meat in my mouth explodes and I lick, drink and suck every last drop like its my last meal. As he moves away, I lean forward, hands against the wall and I realise that it's not fingers now, it's cock. Raw cock. There's no condom, just skin on skin. My fingers stay at my hole feeling it slide in and out and hearing him moan and it's amazing, but I know I should stop it. I get worried he might cum. Inside me. Cum. Inside me. I panic and I lean forward so he falls out of me, but he continues to try and reenter and begins to grow forceful. I push him away and in a hurry, embarrassed and worried, I leave the room and head for the showers. I wander around for a while before trying the darkroom again. Within seconds I'm sucking another cock, pierced and it's all I can do to keep my teeth in tact as he plunges it in and out of my throat. And then suddenly I feel hands again at my hole and before I know it he's guiding his cock in. I'm still concentrating on making sure I keep all my teeth and the guys behind me is just forcing his way in - it's the same guy from earlier. I don't know how I know, I just do. Same cock. Same guy. And I can feel him in there raw. It stings as there's been no introduction, just whacked it straight up inside me. The guy I'm sucking grabs my shoulder and the back of my head and I can't move as he fucks my face aggressively and deeply. I hear the guy behind me shuffle forward as he enters me balls deep and begins to hammer away quickly. I know what he's doing. He's determined to cum inside me. I edge forward, as much as I can without choking, but he follows, slamming my cunt until my natural juices flow and I'm dripping. They're both groaning now and both getting faster and I'm stuck, bent over awkwardly, I want to stand up, but I can't. The guy behind me finishes first, thrusting himself as deep as possible and gripping my waist to pull me closer . He's making sure I've got it all. As he pulls out the guy in my mouth cums and I suck and drink up - it'd be rude not to. Fuck. I feel my arse, fingering it a little and sniffing my fingers, sticky and pungent. Cum. Fuck. Panic takes over again. Fuck. I don't even know who he is. I don't even know what he looks like. I literally don't know a thing about him. As I stumble out of the darkroom, a little unsteady on my feet from poppers and being bent over in the dark, several guys eye me as I come out - was it one of them? If so, they don't give themselves up. I head to the showers and clean myself up. It's done. I've got a stranger's raw load inside me. There's no going back. I dry myself off and walk through the corridors, my head still low. Do any of them know what I've just done? I throw my towel on to the plastic mattress in a cubicle and climb in and lay face down. Fuck it. It's not long before I hear my cabin door creak and then close, the bolt sliding it shit. Locked. I stay face down. It could be anyone. God only know what they want, but I wait face down and don't move, trying to stifle my breathing. I can feel myself tremble a little as a firm m, warm hand grips my buttocks and slides about my arse. I can tell that he's wanting with his other hand. He fingers my hole, still wet, ready lubed. He uses his thumb and forefinger to stretch it a little and rub it in all the right places. Then he stands up and moves forward. I don't want to see him. If I see him, it's real. Glue grips my hair and turns me to face him, sliding his cock straight into my mouth. It's semi hard. Shaven, cold like it's just been washed, but tastes fresh enough. I can't resists a glance up, but I can't make much out from the angle I'm at. I suck him until he's hard, relishing his cock like the good slut I'm becoming. He leans over while I continue, fingering me and pulling at my hole, before pulling away. He spits on my cunt and I can feel him dribbling more saliva on there too. He rubs his cock against my arse like he expects me to pull away, or tell him to put on a rubber. I should, but I don't. 'I'll let him play a little,' I think, 'then I'll tell him to put a condom on.' He takes my lack of reaction as the go ahead and slides himself in me bareback, groaning and relaxing as he moves every once deep into my cunt. I take a few big sniffs of poppers, lay my head on my towel, hands limp by my side and just lay there as he goes to work. He's hot and sweaty and I feel it dripping on me. It's disgusting, but it makes me hard and I want more. He leans with both hands on the small of my back as he works my arse. Sliding smoothly and rhythmically in and out, never quite withdrawing completely, he fucks me like he owns me and I let him. I don't move, save to take more poppers - I simply lay and groan. I feel him getting faster and faster and he presses harder on the small of my back, which makes me arch my back and lift my head. He's really pounding me now - he doesn't care what I feel. I hit the poppers again and he cums, panting, groaning, spurting his jizz in to my gut. He slows to a halt and stays there for a moment, before collapsing in me, for one me down, his sweat slick along my back and I feel for a moment like I can't breathe. As I start to push up his cock slips out and he climbs off me. I breathe deeply trying to clear my head from the poppers and he unlocks the door and leaves. I just lay there. My body is still, but I'm fraying on the inside. I'm coming apart. What have I done? I begin to rationalise. It's only two guys. You don't do it often. What are the chances of catching something? Questions flood my mind and I try to play them down but before I can address all of them another hand is crawling over me. I feel his towel, damp and heavy, drop across my feet and he climbs onto the mattress,'forcing my legs apart to make room. His fingers find my hole immediately and within seconds his short fat cock is in my and I can feel his beer gut leaning on my as he thrusts crudely, I gratefully into my sloppy hole. It doesn't take him long before he's done and he leaves. For some reason I'm hard again. I have the cum of three complete strangers, none of whom I've even seen, swimming around inside me and my 7" cock is solid, pressed hard against the now sweaty plastic wrapped foam mattress. 'I'll give it another minute,' I think, the. I'll go home. But it doesn't take that long for people to come in. I'm still lying flat, my head turned to face the wall. There are at least two of them. One immediately turns me to suck his cock. His body is tan, smooth and I can see tattoos and pierced nipples, a shaved head and a weathered face that doesn't give a shit. His cock is bound by a thick metal ring and I eat it like my life depends on it. The other guy(s) (I'm still not sure if it's one or two) play with my arse and I feel warm breath on my arse as a tongue begins to play me. I writhe in pleasure. My entire body feels electric. I don't know what they look like. I have no clue who they are. But in that moment I want both of them, all of each of them, on me, in me - I just want them. They swap places but the guy whose cock I've been sucking doesn't rim me. Instead he straddles me and pushes my legs together so he's either side of me. He pressed his bare cock to my hole and slides in slowly. The cum inside me is beginning to dry and my insides are a little tacky - he sort of kissers further inside me, letting out a relaxed grunt as his balls halt him from going further. I'm still going to town on his friends veiny meat, I shaved with pubes bouncing off my chin and tickling me, but I don't care, I want him pubes and all. After fucking me for a few minutes, he pulls out and slaps my arse with his cock and I feel his hands lift my hips so that I'm brought up on all fours, but carefully so as the cock I'm sucking doesn't spill out of my mouth. I feel the guy behind me sit up, levelling his cock to my cunt and then he begins. He thrusts inside me so deeply and with such rhythm that I can't tell if it's the most amazing thing I've ever felt or if it's hurting me but there's no time to think. The cock in my mouth is dripping precum and I lap it up, licking his balls and sack and the gap between his thighs and enjoying the fact that the cock couldn't possibly be any harder - it's solid. He mimics the other guy's earlier actions and takes it out of my mouth, slapping me on the cheek with it. The other guys pounds away until he ruts up high inside me, gripping the flesh around my buttocks so tightly that it hurts and he lurches forward making me feel as though I can taste his cock too. I have nowhere to go. While they swap places again, the guy who's just cum lets me clean him off - less lets me, more makes me, but I do it - it seems like I have to. It's not long before his friend cums and the pair of them leave, thanking me and laughing to themselves. I took many loads that day. I've been back many times since too. Let me know if you like and I'll post some more

I have the exact same score! (but with LOTS of drugs^^)

Agree with everyone else! This is such a fucking hot story. I've been eagerly awaiting each part of this sexy hot story. Love this whole cheating boyfriend theme and the adventures each go through. Can't wait to see what is next for the guys.

I was laying on the chase in my loungeroom on Sunday afternoon feeling great. I had just finished cleaning up the guy's cock who bred me and my day was going fine - he was the fifth cock to come to my apartment and breed me for the day and his load was the seventh I had pumped into me. Why wouldn't a total bottom cumslut be happy? I was watching him dress - not a bad sort, nice hairy chest and he had a lovely thick cut cock which he gave me a 20 minute pounding with in three different polsitions. My mancunt was really feeling tinglyn satisfied to a point but as usual, still craving cock. I pushed some of the mixture of the five mens' jizz out of my hole grabbing it with my fingers and immediately started licking the beautiful seed of them. He looked at me in horror and said "Jeeezus you are a filthy disgusting slut." Ok - I get it - he was right. But what is it with tops - they love sluts - worse still they need them to take their cock and seed, need them to suck their cocks and lick their balls, yet they think of the total bottom pigs who are addicted to cock and seed as something disgusting. I immediately pushed some more jizz out of my hole onto my hand and starting lapping it up. He gave me another horrified look as he headed for the door and I reached for my butt plug off the table and slid it in to keep the remaining seed in me as I had not made up my mind if I had finished for the day or if it would take a break and get back on line hunting more raw cock and seed. If I was going to take more I wanted the seed in me as lube for the next cock. As a total cockpig I have come to learn the psyche of most tops pretty well. They need people like me to use and take their cock and seed and let's be frank here - as total cumpig my ex trained me for 14 years to make me the cockpig I am - so yes I am now totally addicted to cock and seed - but I don't pretend - I know it. He never allowed me to say no to cock, I was taught never to waste seed - it went into my holes - I was taught to take every cock he ordered me to and I had no say in the matter. If he wanted me to take 10 I took 10 (14 different cocks in one gangbang is my record to date). I am never demanding of my tops - in fact the opposite - as that is the way I was trained. They fuck me in any position they want and treat me however they want - it is my position to be their cumdump - to heighten their sexual pleasure. My paydirt is their cum in my holes. By 5 pm my brain (as it does) started craving more cock so I jumped back on line and a regular hit me up. I had seen him on line earlier and he (like most other that have used me as their cum rag) hadn't said "boo" to me. I suppose has fucked me 10 or 12 times in the last couple of years lovely 7" uncut cock but really thick. I could tell his balls were full and he had not pulled a piece of arse as he started messaging me. "why not" I thought - "he is a great fuck and I could do with another pounding and an eight load for the day." I accept that I was his hole of last resort as he said he only had an hour due to a dinner engagement. Over he came and fucked my arse off ands because he has been edging all day trying to pick up he pumped a fucking full load out of his balls into me - his cock pulsated for a good 30 seconds squirting his poz jizz into me. I loved it. I put the butt plug back in - even though my mancunt was dripping as I wanted to keep my tops' rewards inside me for as long as possible. As a cumslut I love that feeling of being full of man seed. I also love going to sleep with the taste of cum in my mouth and smelling of the men who have bred me. I got into bed and ran my finger around the perimeter of the butt plug, got a good glob of seed and put in my mouth and rolled it around in my mouth to appreciate the taste. I was in heaven. My ex would have been proud of me and I went to sleep with a gutfull of jizz - just how I like it and just how every cockslut should do.

Chapter 2 - Destiny It was about a year later that Conor realized he had really made great strides in getting his life back together. He had a job that paid the bills, a great apartment (albeit a bit out of the way), and a new community of great friends around him. But even better, he was having the best sex of his life in this new city. There was no shortage of cock or hole around, and any given day it was easy to find something (or someone) to do. Now that he was free from the constraints of a safe-only relationship, he was free to fuck the way he always wanted: raw. He felt truly liberated. Life was truly good again. Summer in the city was a wonderland of experience. There seemed to be no shortage of parties or gatherings to go to. Little did Conor know that one particular gathering would forever alter the course of his life. It was a normal birthday party, 30 or so guys crammed into a small apartment, alcohol flowing freely. Conor had been enjoying himself, making liberal use of the bar, and catching up with the gang. He was starting to feel like it would be a good idea to switch to water and head home, when the world suddenly seemed to stop. Far across the room stood a man who sent chills down his spine. Tall, hairy, blonde beard, piercing blue eyes, and biceps that could crack a walnut framed by a loose fitting sleeveless shirt. Conor suddenly found it very hard to swallow, he didn't think he'd ever seen a man this beautiful in his life. He leaned over to the birthday boy and whispered "Who's that?" "Oh, not sure. He came with Joe." Conor couldn't take his eyes off of him. He knew inside that this man was out of his league, but couldn't help staring. He was doing what he thought was a pretty good job of being discrete about stealing glances. Maybe it was worth staying for one more drink. Focused on pouring himself a cocktail, Conor hadn't noticed that he wasn't the only one at the bar anymore. He nearly dropped his drink when he realized who was standing next to him, pouring himself some scotch. Conor was caught totally off guard. "Hey, how's it going?" the stranger asked, totally cool and collected. Conor had to clear his throat to respond. "Uh hey... g-g-good, you?" "Not bad. I'm Chris." He stuck out his giant hand to shake Conor's. "C-c-conor, nice to meet you" Conor was certain that once the pleasantries were over, Chris would head back to his group and that would be the end of it, but that wasn't the case. Chris stood right there, towering over Conor, making normal conversation. Chris had a surprising talent for making Conor feel at ease. After the initial shock of the introduction, Conor found it was far easier to talk to Chris than he had anticipated it would be. In fact, he found that he was a real pleasure to be around, and was really enjoying their conversation. It must have been an hour later when Conor realized what time it was. The party was starting to dwindle as people were saying their goodbyes, and Conor realized it was probably time for him to go. He'd really enjoyed meeting Chris, but again thought Chris was too far out of his league to even entertain the thought of asking for his number, so instead they simply exchanged a pleasant goodnight. Making his way to the door, it hit Conor that he'd had far too much to drink. The room was spinning as he walked, and he now had to face the challenge of putting on his shoes. Shoe #1 - success. He stabilized himself by leaning against the wall. He wasn't as lucky with the next shoe. After losing his balance he began to fall backwards but was miraculously caught by very strong arms, who hoisted him back up. Turning around, he came to look into the steely blue eyes of Chris. "You okay?" "Fine, fine, sorry" Conor rambled, feeling more embarrassed than he'd ever felt in his life. He knew he had to concentrate to get his right shoe on without making a fool of himself in front of Chris. Chris left at the same time, and as they made their way down the stairs, Conor found himself missing the occasional step and holding onto the bannister for dear life. "How are you getting home?" Chris asked. "Uhhhh was going to take the train, should only take about 30 minutes." "Are you okay to take the train right now? I can give you a ride." Conor felt his face go flush at the offer. He couldn't possibly trouble Chris with going out of his way, especially for a drunken fool like Conor. "NO no no, thanks, I'll be fi-" Before he could even finish his statement, he missed the last step and *BAM* landed on his elbows on the floor. Chris rushed to help him up. "Are you okay?" "Ow... yea..." "I'm giving you a ride home." Once in Chris's jeep, there was no doubt about it. Conor was a loser and had just made a giant ass of himself in front of one of the hottest men he'd ever met. The night was warm, and the night breeze blew on Conor's face as they navigated the trek back to Conor's place. The sensation of each turn made Conor's head spin, so he closed his eyes to make it stop. When he opened them again, they were in front of Conor's building. "How's your arm?" Chris said, looking him square in the eye, but Conor didn't sense any judgement. "Sore, I'll be fine though" "Unlock your phone" Chris ordered. "What?" "Unlock your phone and hand it to me". Conor nervously reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone, unlocked it, and handed it to Chris. "There, you have my number now. Text me when you wake up to let me know you're okay". Conor had no response to that. Should he feel more embarrassed than he already was? Should he be flattered? "S-s-sure... thanks for getting me home" he mumbled, trying to seem sincere even though he could barely get out the words. With that, Conor exited the jeep and stumbled up to his apartment. He hadn't even taken his clothes off when he landed face down on the bed and with that, was officially passed out.

It was getting dark when I pulled into the car park by the playing field. There were very few people about and one or two other cars. I got out and went through the trees to the old, brick public toilet on the far side. It was run down and dirty and the only visitors were guys like me, looking for sex. I had been introduced to the place by a friend a couple of weeks previously. It was really sleazy, and the guys who went there were mainly older and not particular about hygiene. I stepped in through the dark doorway, my nostrils immediately filled with the rank smell of piss, poppers and sweat and I felt the hairs stand up on my neck. It was much darker inside and I felt rather than saw a number of men around me. I stepped up to the pale urinal, pulled out my stiffening cck and waited, my heart thumping in my chest. They moved in on me, a dry, horny hand feeling my hard-on and another feeling my arse through my jeans. A bottle was pressed to my nose at the same time as a warm, wet mouth engulfed my cock. I groaned as the poppers kicked in, my legs turning to jelly and my will-power evaporating. Someone started to try and kiss me, rough bearded face and fat lips slobbering over mine. His tongue slid into my mouth as another mouth sucked my cock. I gasped with excitement and lust, even as my mind was repelled by the thought of what I was doing and the terrible, terrible risks I was running. I felt hands on my belt. The guy sucking me pulled my trousers open and dragged them down, followed by my underwear. I felt the cool air on my naked backside as I stood there with my clothes around my ankles beng kissed, sucked and fondled by god knows what kind of ugly trolls. The bottle was held to my nose again. This time they held my head, forcing me to breathe deep until my head was spinning and I had to hold onto someone o stand up. "Yeah", said a dry, throaty voice " he's gettin' into it now. Oh yeah, we got a live one here." My head was pulled forward and down and a thick, sweaty cock slid into my mouth. It tasted so good and the poppers were so srong I just started sucking greedily on it, the hairy, fat beely pressed against my nose. "Fuck 'um," commanded the voice, adding "Here's some lube." I felt fingers between my chceeks and something cold and slippery being smeared on my arsehole. I started to panic, this was getting too heavy, but it also felt soo good, soo dirty. I felt hands on my hips and a man's cock probed my arse. I reached back and grabbed it. No condom. He was going in bareback! He slapped my hands away and carried on pushing forward. I felt the meaty head slide into me. There was still time to stop this. I could just push them away and go, but still it felt soo good, sooo dirty. Again poppers were offered to me, and this time I took the brown bottle and inhaled greedily, thinking to myself 'Oh my god - I'm going to let him'. Then his cock burst into me and the shaft slid up me in a delicious rush. I bent over, holding on to the thighs of the man in front of me as I was fucked, my mind screaming at me to stop even as I pushed back to meet his urgent thrusts. "Come on, fuck him!" called-out a voice. " Shoot up him," said another, adding "he wants it bad." Oh my god, I'm going to let him. I knew I should stop now, but I was going to let him. "Here it comes, bitch!" The guy pushed his flabby belly hard against mt arse and I felt his cock thrb in me. I was horrified, afraid, excited and disgsted as he slowed, stopped, then pulled out his greasy cock and I felt his cum trickle over my balls. I stood up, panting for breath, aware of myself as never before and suddenly I knew what I wanted. I saw several pairs of eyes glittering in the dark around me and with a shudder of surrender I turned, bent over and spread my cheeks the tears of joy in my eayes as the next cock slid up me.

It was the annual Toga Party at my frat, Omega Chi, the sexiest party of the year. I belonged to the hottest frat on campus, the one that all the top jocks belonged to. And the Toga Party was the most sought after invite of the year for anyone who was anyone. It was tradition for everyone to wear nothing under their toga. This near nudity, combined with alcohol and young libidos generated an atmosphere of super charged, horny college boy's and girls. And PLENTY of fucking went on around the house, in every closet and corner. Some people even fucked right out in the open, only their togas hiding their naughty bits. My name is Cole, and I'm a Junior and Treasurer of Omega Chi. As such I get the rare priveledge of one of the small private rooms on the third floor. This is nice because I'm secretly gay and it gives me a private place to jerk off on a nightly basis, fantasizing about my brothers, all of whom I've seen naked many times. I also like to sneak their dirty jockstraps out of their laundry and inhale their musky odors while I finger my hole and shoot my load. I'm not a jock like the rest of them, I'm a straight up nerd. I'm in the frat to help keep the grade average up for the house, and to tutor the guys that need it. I'm 5'10" and skinny and couldn't throw a football if my life depended on it, so being in this environment with all these hot studs was a dream come true. My biggest crush was Mitch. He was a GOD! He was only a freshman, but he was already the starting quarterback, he was that good. He stood 6'3" with buzzed blond hair, dazzeling blue eyes, and a body built like the Nordic, Minnesota, cornfed, farmboy he was. And a cock to match! I had showered next to him many times in the house, which was always a challenge to not spring a raging hard on. Tonight he was drinking pretty heavy, something he didn't do often. As the night went on he got more and more sloshed, hitting on several girls, fingering them under their sheets. But he must have been TOO drunk for them to take him up on his offers to fuck. Sometime around 1:00 he disappeared and I figured he finally was getting laid. I was getting tired too and headed up to my room. As I opened my door my heart leaped into my throat. There, sprawled out on my bed was my every dream come true. My Nordic god was passed out, snoring away with his toga barely covering his naked body. I froze, not knowing what to do, my eyes scanning him from his beautiful size 13 feet, up his bare legs that were covered in dark blond hair to his torso also covered in a light smattering of blond hair. The toga exposed one of his luscious pink nips and the arm over his head exposed his hairy pit in all it's glory. My mouth went dry as I looked at him and shivered. I did the most logical thing I could and grabbed his shoulders, shaking him and telling him to get up. He just responded with more snoring. I slapped him hard across the face a couple of times, and still he didn't wake up. The shaking had managed to open his toga more, exposing his uncut cock nestled in his big, furry balls. At this point my mind exploded. Here was my ultimate fantasy, passed out cold, nearly naked, and totally vulnerable on my bed. Before I even realized what I was doing, I locked my bedroom door, and stood over him, dropping my own toga so I was naked, my own 7 inch cock standing straight up. I breathed heavily. Do I dare act out what was running through my mind? What if he DID wake up? He'd beat the shit out of me! But my own half drunk horny brain took over the better part of reason. Carefully I undid the rope around his waist, opening his toga all the way, totally exposing every inch of his beautiful body. Leaning down, I kissed his mouth which was slightly open, slipping my tongue inside, licking his teeth and tongue, sucking on his lip, gently biting it while my hand crept down to his cock. Grabbing it firmly, I started to stroke it, my hand trembling at the excitement of finally touching what I had wanted for so long. His cock stirred and started to get hard as I manipulated it, pulling back the foreskin and rubbing his cockhead. He just continued to snore. I moved my mouth to his nipples, sucking first one big pink tit, then the other. I gently bit them as I sucked, nibbling on his nubs as his cock grew harder in my hand. I swear he slightly moaned. Getting more and more bolder, I then buried my face in his armpit, breathing deep his musky scent. I couldn't get enough of his smell as I sniffed and licked his dank hairy pit. His cock just got harder. I pulled out of his pit to look at the cock I had been dreaming about. It stood rock solid at this point, the big, pink mushroom head pushing out of it's sheath. It was a solid 9" at least, and a fat one at that. Throwing caution to the wind I dove down on it. Mitch let out an audible groan as my mouth engulfed his knob. I had to stretch my mouth wide and it was almost to fat, but I was too far gone to stop and I forced as much as I could down my throat. Then something surprising happened. Mitch started to piss. Without warning piss just started flowing into my mouth. I was shocked but just clamped on and swallowed all I could. There was NO way I was going to pass this once in a lifetime chance to drink the starting quarterbacks piss! There was so much it flowed out of my mouth all over his stomach and balls, soaking both us and the bed sheets. When he finally stopped I continued to nurse on his still rock hard cock until I started to taste his precum. He just continued to snore and breath deeper. Now I was at a crossroads. Do I keep sucking him, or do I go a step further. I realized as much as I wanted to suck the load out of him, I wanted something else far more. I wanted him to breed me. And this might be my only chance ever. I grabbed some Vaseline out of my drawer and spread a big glob on my asshole, working it in me. Then I spread another big glob on his cock, working it around, getting him slicked up. Then, my body trembling in fear and excitement, I straddled his stomach, pulling back his foreskin, and placed the top of his throbbing cock against my hungry hole. I took a deep breath and pushed his head into my hole, wincing as he popped through my ring. I paused for a moment as I adjusted to his size. I wondered to myself what the fuck was I doing? I'm insane! But I no longer cared. I had the quarterbacks studly cock in my hole and I started to slide down on it. Slowly I slid down his pole until I had all 9 inches buried in me and I could feel his hairy bush against my stretched hole. Now I started to ride it, up and down, pulling it out till just the head was in, then sliding back all the down, my hole squeezing and milking his cock as I went. Leaning over, I planted my lips on his while I rode him like a sorrority bitch. I sucked his tongue while my ass gave him the best fuck he had ever had, even if he didn't know it! I swear he started moaning and pushing his hips into my hot wet hole. He was probably dreaming he was fucking some hot pussy, and he was, just not the kind he thought! Even in his drunk, passed out state it didn't take him too long to cum. Such is the beauty of youth. Soon I felt his cock expand and start throbbing deep in me and I knew he was flooding my innards with his hot, jock cum. I sat all the way down on his dick and milked it as hard as I could with my ass muscles, draining him of every drop of his precious nectar. I finally had what I had wanted for so long. I was bred by the quarterback. When his cock started to shrink, I gently pulled him out of my ass. As much as I wanted to keep his load deep inside me, I had a better idea. In my drawer I had hidden one of his jockstraps. This one was nice and used when I snagged it, smelling deeply of his cock and ball sweat and urine. I held the pouch up to my ass and squeezed his load out and into it. This way I had another way to enjoy him later as I jerked off, remembering tonight. I just had one problem left. MY own rock hard cock begging for release! I thought of just jacking off while I stared at my naked god, but my perverted mind told me other ideas. Carefully, I rolled my snoring stud over onto his belly and spread his thighs apart. Taking the Vaseline, I lubed my cock and his hole. Quickly I lined myself up to his hairy hole and slid my head in. Stopping to make sure all was well, I then pushed the rest of my cock all the way in. OH MY GOD it was like nothing I had ever felt! Pure smooth velvet engulfed my dick as I buried myself to the hilt. As I ground my pubes against his hole I know I heard him grunt, then let out a small moan. That was all I needed to hear. I slowly fucked my frat bro deep and long, enjoying every moment of his luscious hot hole. But I was so worked up at this point, it didn't take long before I was pumping my own hot load into his sweet jock guts. I could hear him moan and mumble something as I pumped shot after shot of sperm as deep into his guts as I could. Finally, I had no more in me. I reluctantly pulled my spent cock out of what was pure heaven, and cum slowly trickled out of his slightly gaping hole. Without a thought, I buried my face between his cheeks and feasted on the hole I had just devirginized. Digging my tongue in and sucking my jism out made him moan some more. When I got all I could, I stood up, got dressed and left my room, leaving my sleeping Adonis alone on my bed. The next morning I was terrified about what I had done! The reality of raping the quarterback and all the consequences filled me with dread as I eventually went back to my room and slowly opened the door. Mitch was gone. I sat on my bed and pulled open my drawer that contained his dirty, cum soaked jockstrap. On it was a note that said...."I know what you did!" My heart pounded in my chest as I turned the note over. "It's our secret. To be continued...." All I can say is the rest of our college time together was pretty fucking hot.

This is a true story: On 1/28/16 I was diagnosed as being POZ , the news hit my BF and I hard as he too tested POZ. Over the last year we had been doing a lot of PNP and had not been taking our meds the way we should have, so we have no one to blame but our selves. I'm not going to hide what my status is so on groups like this and others I listed I was now POZ. With in hours I started to get emails asking me to give them the gift of becoming POZ. This one person kept hounding us to no end , so my BF and l went to a local Starbucks to meet him and try to talk him out of this for 3 hours, as he kept saying either we POZ him or he will find someone else. All the wile my dick is getting harder and harder just thinking of doing this, before he leaves we tell him to do a very deep clean out like you are going to be fisted. Later I ask my BF how he felt about doing this and he said if he could bend him over the table and dry fuck right in Starbucks. We call him back and said we will do it as we have friend who place we can use. As we ride over to Brooklyn our dick are raging hard and can't wait to start. We told the one we are about to POZ that we are bring over some friends to witness this and he agrees. Once we get there we ask him for the last time about taking our toxic loads that could make him POZ , all he says is he wants it. He is on the bed and I take out a dildo get him on all fours, I spit on his pink hole and start to work it in his so to be wreck hole. The only lube we will use is our toxic spit. As we both have a PA this might help as I lost the coin flip as to who is to be first. My BF is not going to be gentle as this is not love but to do all we can to bury our toxic seed in his ( We hope ) in his former neg hole and he gets his wish of being POZZED for life. I get sloppy seconds but it's ok as his hole is now well lube hole with my BF cum. I'm really getting off as the people watching are calling him a pig and he is getting off as they are also using him as a urinal when they have to piss. We even have him clean off our dicks after we shoot our loads in his hole. By the time we are finished the BF and I dump 4 loads each in his hole and after we are finished we shove a large butt plug in his hole and tell him to not take it out for 8 hours and give us a call about what comes out. Then we kick him out and the real party starts as we now become the cum dumps for thous who witness this.

Placed an ad on CL looking to meet up with hung college guys in a public restroom at university. This 20 year old BBC with a thick 8 inches messages me to say he's interested and wants to meet within the next hour. He said he only wants blown. Disappointing, of course, but I was not going to turn down an opportunity to suck that big cock and swallow his load. He's right on time. Enters the stall next to me, taps his foot, and then whispers for me to meet him in the back handicap stall. I open the stall door, and there stands this tall, athletic young and very attractive black guy. He pulls out his impressive cock, and it grows even bigger as he strokes it. I bend down to take that cock in my mouth, realizing quickly that his large girth is going to make sucking difficult. One minute passes and I feel him reach around and rub my ass. Suddenly I feel a wet finger enter my hole, then a second finger. He spit on his fingers and continued to probe me, going as deep as he could. Then he grabbed me roughly by the hips, turned me around, and forced me to bend over. I heard him spit in his hand, and then he rammed his hard cock balls deep into my ass. The pain was intense. I had to bite my lip to not scream or even whimper. Without any pause, he pummeled my hole with that massively thick black cock, ramming it in and out as hard as he could. When he finally slowed down the pace, he pulled all the way out, softly rubbed his cock head against my hole, then forced his cock back in my ass all the way in one push. This continued for at least 10 minutes until someone entered the restroom. I got paranoid and thought we should at least make it less obvious what we were doing in that stall, but the fucking continued--quieter and gentler, though that BBC was still deep in my hole. After the other guy finally left, he really started to pound my ass. Hard, fast, and nonstop for another 10 minutes. By this point, my ass is sore, and I'm starting to feel I can't take anymore. But then he starts to breathe harder and asks if I want his cum. Of course I do! "Cum in my ass." "Yeah breed me with that black cock." He moans and slams his cock as deep as it will go in my ass. I feel his cock tremble in my hole. He's shooting his hot load deep, and I can feel it. He gently pulls out. The head of his cock is covered in frothy cum. Before I can lick it off, he wipes it clean with his hand. About 20 minutes later, I get a message asking if I'm clean. Apparently he didn't anticipate fucking my ass. But what BBC could turn down a chance to cream in a smooth white ass?

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

tallbtm is correct. There have been numerous studies on Truvada as a PrEP in the U.S. by major American universities, such as UC Berkeley and UC San Francisco. All support it's use on a daily basis. If it is taken on less than a daily basis, as your docs suggest, it's ability to block HIV replication drops off considerably. It also has been selected for use as a PrEP because it's side effects are relatively minimal in comparison to other drugs. That is not to say that some people do not suffer from side effects. In my case, I have been on PrEP for 2 years (next month) w/almost no issues (prescribed by the Infectious Disease (HIV Specialist) at Stanford University Medical Center). BLUF (Bottom-line Up Front): Get on PrEP (Truvada) and take it daily. Read the PrEP protocals and studies posted on the CDC (U.S. Center for Disease Control) website.

Part II - Sex with my bro's best friend So, my bro told his best friend about our first sexual experience as well as being my sexual partner to practice his skill. He didnt believe us and yet started to ask about the details. At the end, he finally asked if he can have sex with me and my bro refused. Honestly, I would say yes coz he's better looking with a slightly thicker cock. I saw them naked when they were comparing the sizes in the past ... nothing has happened for awhile and i have seen them regularly. One day, I was home alone as I didnt have any class on that day. The door bell rang and it was him "looking" for my bro. He knew better that it's a week day, my bro was at work. I could smell fresh minty breath from him when he spoke. He walked although I told him no one is at home and he carried on with the conversation, sitting next to me. Without wasting much time, he asked if he could kiss me, just wanted to feel my soft lips. my heart was pounding again as fast as the first time I kissed. i nodded, in seconds, he face was so close to me and said "hey" ... i looked into his eyes, he smiled, his hands holding my face, we kissed. He softly sucked on my lips, my tongue, our mouth sealed on each other perfectly that the suction felt great. Great kisser makes me horny and i couldnt believe that I asked "Can I have sex with you"? He told me he would be gentle but i cant tell my bro that we met and have sex, it will be a secret between us. As soon as we moved to the bedroom, we were both naked and he's super hard. i could see his precum at the tip of the head, dripping and forming a long string. I couldnt wait and got in the bed and he followed. I lied on my back, he's on my side, lifting up my leg so that he can position his cock on my hole and told me "I will not hurt you, ok". He did the same thing, pushing the head gently on the hole, rubbing it, teasing me while we were back to kissing. He precum a lot that his head has entered some. very soon, i felt the stretch and he pulled out. I watched him spit on his hand, wet the cock and it's back into my hole. when he entered, he turned me sideway, during the process, I shift my focus, feeling his chest pressing on my back and it followed by a struck of pain as he has pushed all the way in and fucked away. It was a bit dry but few strokes later, i was comfortable. The way he fucked is different. He loves it deep inside me, press his lower waist on my ass and grind. He's also very verbal, asking me to push back and i did. He moaned in pleasure and then asked me to slow down as he's getting close but he didnt want to cum yet. I didnt stop but continue to push back and pull away. "You want me to cum in your ass, dont you?" his hands lift my ass up in doggy position and man, he drilled my ass hard and fast and then push it deep inside me, started to growl and cum in my ass. We met secretly ever since for a year before he moved away.

Part 3 I laid on the cabin floor in a pool of piss. I curled up in the fetal position, full of shame at what had just happened. Shame at having been raped by another man. But mostly shame because I had to admit I liked it. My cunt, as Mr. Jackson had called it, burned and throbbed, yet felt strangely empty. I found myself wishing there was still something up there. Gingerly, I reached back and felt how wet it was. I put a finger up in me, enjoying the feeling. ZAP!!! My body jerked and twitched as a powerful jolt shot through me. "I didn't tell you to touch yourself boy!" Mr. Jackson yelled at me. "Keep your hands away from your hole! And lick up that piss!" I layed there not sure if he was serious When, ZAP! Another jolt told me he was. I got on my hands and knees and started to lap up the now cold piss, doing my best to avoid another jolt. I licked and sucked the wooden floor until I had cleaned up all I could. Mr. Jackson smiled down at me. "That's a good slut, training you is going to be a cinch. Just think what your parents would say if they could see their son licking up piss from the dirty floor." My cheeks flushed with shame as I finished this humiliating task. When I had finished, Mr. Jackson told me to kneel in the corner until further instructions. I did as told and remained there on my knees for almost an hour, the pain increasing, but somehow also arousing me. My cunt continued to ache, still wanting more in it. Eventually I heard a vehicle pull up outside, and Mr. Jackson opened the door. I knew enough not to dare turn and look, but I could hear three new voices. My heart started racing from embarrassment at these strangers seeing me like this. Mr. Jackson just grabbed my collar and dragged me to the middle of the room. "Here he is boy's! Our fresh little Jesus bitch, ready to become the whore he should be!" The men, all black, laughed as they looked down on my pathetic being. "How much did you give him?" one guy asked. "Just .3 to start. I've got a .5 ready to go." "We'll no use in waiting!" Another guy said as he knelt behind me, wrapping his arm around my neck, holding me tight. Mr. Jackson grabbed my arm and tied it off again. "Please no," I whimpered. "Shut up boy!" Mr. Jackson ordered while the other man silenced me with his hand over my mouth. "I told you I own you now! I am your Master, your pimp, your new god. You will do as I want!" With that he stuck the needle in my arm and pushed the plunger, releasing the band. My body went rigid as I coughed and coughed and the devil's fire rocked through my soul. I hadn't even noticed the men had stripped, all I knew was the guy behind me grabbed my ankles, forcing them behind my head. Another guy spit on his cock and placed the tip at my opening. Without a warning he slammed his big cock all the way up my burning cunt in one hard thrust. I screamed as he buried himself as deep as he could. Fresh tears streamed down my face as he plowed in and out of my hole, pounding me as hard as he could. "Fuck yea!" Mr. Jackson yelled. "Bust that cunt up! Fuck that Jesus boy hard! Make him pay for his sins!" I just continued to cry as the assault on my ass continued. "We'll make a good whore out of him!" The man fucked me in that position for 15 minutes before he bellowed and filled my guts with the second load of my life, burying his cock as deep as he could. Pulling out, he flipped me over onto my belly as the next guy slammed his cock deep in me. My mouth opened as I gasped and the first guy grabbed my hair and shoved his dirty cock in my mouth to clean off. The rest of the evening was a blur. I was brutally fucked over and over by the 4 men. At some point I started to enjoy it and was begging for a cock in me whenever one pulled out. Mr. Jackson just laughed at me. "See, I told you that you were a whore!" "Yes Sir." I answered as another load of cum was pumped deep in me.

This up date is he is running a fever and lets hope it’s the fuck flu.

I grew up in a small farming community in Nebraska. I have 5 older brothers and from early on I was treated different by my parents as my brothers are big 6'2-6'4 with big mussels and I'm 5'7 with a string bean build. On the farm when not in school you are working from an early age. Where my brothers went to work after High School I applied to College and received many offers. I knew I did not wanted to stay in Nebraska. I think my parents knew before I did I was gay and when I told them they did not seamed shock and when I was pick on my youngest brother would defend me as he is just 16 months older than me. I knew where ever school I went to would have been near a large Gay community so it was either NYC or San Francisco. I visited both and the school in NYC bowled me over with the best offer I could get. It would not put a major Financial load on my parents or me and I would not be left with big students loans.As I wanted to pay my own way as running a farm cost big money I would try to find a job to cover my living expensive at school. I moved to NYC into the dorms and the first thing I said to my self did I make a big mistake of my life as everything is so tight here. My room mate was ok at first but in a few weeks turned into a real ass hole tell me all the time who he fuck he is not Gay. Not knowing NYC and really being a farm boy I'm in a new world as I know it's out their but I can't get into the Gay bars I pass by of find so I know it's out there. My sex life is giving someone a blow job once when we visit the big city near us in North Platt Nebraska. I'm fed up with my room mate and I have to do something fast or I feel like going back home and work the farm for the rest of my life. As I have to find away out of living in the Dorms as the commute is 20-30 minutes either way by the bus the school has or by me on my bicycle. Every place I look is way over my limited budget or the room is smaller than I have now. One day I look at Craigslist of all places and find a room for rent for a male only and when I hear where the address its BINGO 1 block from where most of my classes are. I get on time and it's a very old building, I get to the door and when it opens and I see the guy at the door I think I was struck by lighting as we look at each other for a long time. He's 5'8 maybe 125 in a tight tee shirt and I can see the out line of his nipple rings. He ask me in and the place is huge , with wire walls with pictures of MEN in full leather or men with boys arm in arm. The pictures stop me in my tracks as I don't know to run or keep looking. I do notice James eyes have not left me as I just look around and takes me by the hand to the room he is renting out. This bed room is very big also with a king size 4 posted bed that does look very gothic. When I ask him how much I say to him how much and I'm saying to my self it's going to be to much, but James ask how much can I afford and when I give him the number he says that's perfect. I gave a number more than I could really afford but I said to my self I will make it here some how.somehow I get the use of the kitchen , bathroom that has all these long hoses off the shower head and free wifi. I could not be happier. I ask if I could start to move over the weekend and he shoot back I have a friend with a truck and it can be done in one run. So I move in and settle in and I love the quite this place is but I look at the pictures on the wall and I get as hard as a rock and even pre cum is coming out. I try to hide how hard I am but James is always walking around half naked as goes late every night. I never ask what he does but is mostly at night. As James goes out late to work most evening and is back in a few hours or comes home early morning as I'm leaving for school it really working well for me with school but my life is empty in some ways. After a month James wants to talk and ask if I want to hang out with him this weekend, I remind him I'm under 21 and can't get into any bars, he says it's no problem where are going as he knows the doorman real well. I tried of looking at the books and I'm way ahead of my school work and it's a Friday. We get waved right in at Pyramid Club and once inside the music hits me and so many hot looking guys around, it take me a few minutes to understand what is going on as my head is spinning as James gives me a soda and says let's dance. On the floor it's more like a grope fest as James and I get closer and closer and when our lips lock my arms are all over his body as he takes off my shirt, my bare chest is rubbing up against him as I feel his nipple rings hitting my nipples. Something comes over me as I go down to kiss his nipples. The rest of the evening there was one big blur of passion & heat form everyone I met at the Club, what I thought was 1 hour turned out to be 5 hours. As we left the sun was coming as we grab a taxi home our hands were all over each other. Once we made it up stairs what cloths we have come off as we head to the bed. It's my real first time of having sex with any one unless you say giving someone a blow job is sex. James is the first one to take my anal cheery and I thought it would be very painful but he was so gentle with me it was pure pleasure. I wake up and James is sipping coffee and looking at my naked body as all he has on is a tong with a hard dick showing. He ask how I'm doing I get off the bed and get on my hands and knees and take his dick out and start to suck, as he's about to cum he picks me up and takes me to the shower. In the shower I find out what all thous hoses are for. He is making love to me wile he's working over my hole. I come out of the shower clean on the out side & inside. We spend Saturday & Sunday fucking going to some clubs and I'm having the time of my life not hiding who I am but living what I am. I no longer live in my room but in James room. As I get near the end of the school year my funding will not be available over the summer and my part time job will not be enough to support my self in that time and I don't want to leave James as I'm in love with him and he with me. When I tell him that I will have to go back home for the summer and work on the family farm he says he has an idea how I can stay in NYC and make enough money to stay here with him. He ask how I feel about doing what he does, my being so fresh off the farm , I say I really don't know what he does at night and he is Laughing. He says he works as an escort a he showed me his profile on Rentboy. I'm shock and say you get paid to have sex with other men, he says that I could do very good but I will have to be a Top as that is where the real money is. He tell me he has a very good client who would love me. James tell me we will go over and double team him as he will really like that. I'm scared to death but if I can stay in NYC for the summer with James I'm willing to do it. We get to his home and I don't know what to do but James leads me by the hand an tells me what to do. I can see on the client face he is very happy that I'm came, as once I'm naked he says to James is he legal, James responds do you really care. He is on his knees sucking my dick in a second as James starts to lube his hole up. Right before I cum James pulls him off and turns him onto his dick and hands me a condom to put on and tell me to fuck him hard.

I know it's bad form to cruise online when you are waiting for test results, but I guess that's the kind of whore I am. Besides, I was bored and nervous and needed to kill some time, so naturally I found myself on Scruff. Interestingly, there was this hot Latino guy who showed-up as nearby. Quite nearby, in fact. Less than 250 feet away. So I started a chat with him. Me: Wow! woof, you're cute Him: Thanks! you too. Me: Can I see your locked pics? Him: *unlocks* I look at his pics. His cock was uncut, about eight inches, and had a wicked down-curve. Me: Holy. Fuck. Nice cock! I know JUST where to put that! Him: It looks like you are close by. You at the clinic? Me: Yeah, I'm waiting for HIV test results. It's that time Him: Cool. glad you are getting tested. I'm a counselor here. Me: It must be hard to deliver the news and stuff Him: It's ok. It's important to be informed Me: Yeah, I guess it is. Actually, I can't believe I'm actually cruising while waiting for my results Him: It's understandable. We can't stop being sexual just because of HIV Me: Is it sick that I'm totally horny and want your cock right now? Him: Is it sick that I'm an HIV counselor and I want to fuck your ass right now? Just then the nurse came in and I had to put my phone away. She very perfunctorily informed me that I was negative, but would need to be tested again in six months due to recent sexual activity, adding that she would take me to the counselor to chat briefly about safe sex. With that she led me down the hallway to a private office where she introduced me to Michael. Michael, of course, was the counselor with whom I had just been chatting on Scruff! Oh, and Michael was HOT. He was probably about six inches shorter than me, had a slight, muscular build, but damn did he get the Enrique Eglesias looks! Plus he had a beautiful smile complete with dimples! I walked in and sat down as Michael closed the door. He shook my hand warmly and told me it was nice to meet me. We talked about my recent negative result and the fact that I could still be positive if the antibodies hadn't yet developed. We also talked about having safer sex and other diseases. Blah blah blah. Honestly, the standard preventive fare. When I got up to go we shook hands again and he said, "I get off in an hour... and would like to get off after that." What a line! He then rubbed his crotch suggestively while giving me an inviting smile. I grabbed one of his post-it notes and scribbled down my address and phone number, handing the slip of paper to him saying "I'm heading home right now and will be ready. And waiting." Sure enough he showed-up about an hour later, and I buzzed him up. Once in the apartment he wasted no time taking control by pushing me against the wall and making out. Then he broke off the kiss saying "Let's get naked. I don't have tons of time. I've gotta get home to my partner." "You have a partner?" "Yeah, does it matter?" "Well, no, not to me, but does he know?" "No, he thinks I'm a good boy, but I need sex. Lots and lots of sex." "Yeah, I believe you," I replied. Although his frankness was slightly unnerving, I was nevertheless turned on by the thought of his big cock fucking me, so I led him to my bedroom where we stripped. He pushed me down to my knees and I worked his cock. It wasn't super thick, but it was quite long. And the downward curve added a whole new dimension. Ordinarily I'm not much good at deepthroating, but fuck, Michael's cock was angling in exactly the right way as to slide down my throat, right past my esophagus. It felt incredible, especially as his foreskin provided dome extra smooth motion. After a couple of minutes he withdrew and gestured me up onto the bed, asking "You ready to get fucked? Where's your lube?" "In there," I replied, pointing to the night table, but adding "Umm, what about a condom?" "Do you really want to use one?" "Well, we just spent 15 minutes talking about safe sex, didn't we?" "Yeah, but bareback feels so much better, doesn't it?" "But you're an HIV counselor!" "So?" "And I just got tested AT YOUR CLINIC!" "And you were there getting tested because you are no angel, right? I bet you have been taking bare cock and enjoyed it but had a little scare which made you go get tested. Right?" "Umm...." "Okay, so some guys really get off on taking raw cock. I get that. I can't stop that. I can educate, but it really isn't going to change behavior. I mean, look at me? I know the risks and everything, and yet I love bareback sex." As he made these remarks he rubbed his cock head up and down my ass crack, teasing my ass lips. "You want me to bareback you, don't you?" he then asked, adding "It's okay to say 'yes'." "Yeah, kinda...." "So pass me the lube." "Are you neg?" "Nope, I'm poz." "Whoa, time out. You're poz and you want to bareback me?" Michael leans back from me and looks at me for a minute. He strokes his cock slowly, seductively, and doesn't say anything. Just stares at me. "Hell, yeah. Yeah, I do. I want to fuck that bubble butt of yours and leave my seed deep inside it. I want you to feel the throb of my cock as I cum inside you. I want to leave my DNA in your hole." "Maybe we shouldn't....." "Look. We both know you're taking raw cock. You've probably taken poz loads before, without even knowing. And I can see that you aren't turned off by the idea, because your cock is rock hard and drooling precum. You might as well just give in to your desires and let me give you a good fuck." "I'm just nervous...." "How about I warn you before I cum, and I can pull out if you want me to." "Um...." Then my body made its decision. I rolled over and got on all fours again, took a hit of poppers as he lubed his cock. And before I knew it, Michael was sheathing his eight-incher inside my ass. It was obvious that Michael had had a LOT of practice at fucking. He slowly, methodically fucked his whole dick into me from tip to hilt. Agonizingly slowly and pushing up inside my second ring. And the down curve was creating new sensations inside me. It was heaven! He picked up tempo and really started throwing all the meat to me. Hard. His curve kept popping up inside my colon, making me wince in pain every single thrust. He didn't care though. He told me to take it - to take his raw cock in my neg ass. "You know, I knew you were a cock pig if only 'cause you were on Scruff at the fucking clinic. I had a strong suspicion my cock would end-up being buried in your ass," Michael remarked. I chuckled in reply. Eventually his breath quickened and he told me he was getting close. I was actually getting close myself, because his cock was stroking the hell out of my prostate. I just moaned as he thrust away. "I'm gonna cum, man! Where you want it?" Michael asked. "Just keep fucking me!" "You fucking PIG! Here it cums! Gonna knock up this neg hole!!" "DO IT! Don't stop fucking me!" And then he flooded me. And when I say flooded, I mean FLOODED. I could actually feel the warmth and wetness fill my ass. He kept thrusting wildly and my ass just felt wet beyond anything I'd ever experienced. He was still fucking me hard and it started to run out of my hole and down my balls. I actually came about 15 seconds later, just from his fuck motion. My hole started puckering and grabbing his dick, making him go wild as I shot my load all over my bedspread. He parked his cock in me and waiting politely for my orgasm to subside, before eventually pulling out. As he did so, his curved cock dragged some of his spunk out and a big blob landed on my bed. Which he scooped up and fingered back into my hole. Moments later I came back to my senses and started mildly panicking, blabbering "Oh my god! What did we just do?" "We fucked. I bred you. You came no-handed." "We shouldn't have... I shouldn't have...." "Relax. Breathe. You just took a big step." "A big step to what?" "A big step toward coming to grips with your piggy side. You are a cum pig bottom. And that's ok. Better than ok, actually. It's hot." "I don't know if I want to be a cum pig!" "Dude, I've worked at the clinic for several years. I can spot a bottom pig a mile away. And you, my friend, are a bottom pig. Embrace it.' "No I'm not... I'm ...." "You picked up a partnered poz HIV Counselor at the free clinic, invited him over, and let him breed you," Michael replied with a laugh. "Oh god. I am a pig." "And it turned you on so much you came from it. And thinking about it right now is making you hard again." And it was. Michael had to get home to his husband, but he promised me that this wouldn't be the last time we fucked. And it wasn't. As he left, he said, "Now remember to get tested again in 6 months. We may have more to talk about after that one...."

Maybe I am just a little too real, but I would think very few real bottoms ever get stealthed. The need for raw cock and men's seed is indelibly planted in the back of their mind, and while we all spent some time resisting raw sex, we eventually succumb as that is what permeates every fibre in our body, the need for a man's cock and the need to have him plant his seed in us. Long before I became a cumslut, I knew I was. My ex also knew I was and he recalled how easy it was after three weeks of fucking me to get his cock into me bare - he new I wanted it raw and so did I. So him leading me down the path to conversion was really easy and long before he organised my conversion party he would subtly suggest how he would like to watch his mates bang me, how he would love to have threesomes with me, how the thought of sharing my arse with a group of tops turned him on etc. He knew my love of his raw cock and raw seed being pumped into me every day had me addicted and he knew I would do anything to make him happy. That is what bottoms do. Our first group sex excursion was with two neg tops who mainly took turns tagging my while my ex watched and took photos. I took two loads of each of them in different positions and when they left my ex took over, felching me before ploughing the arse off me twice on the silk trail. I was in heaven six loads from three beautiful cocks and never slept so well in my life with him spooning me while I lay there full of seed and knowing I had given every part of me to the three tops. I knew that night that I was history. I knew that any time a man wanted to put his load in me I would be powerless to stop it. Not long after that first encounter my ex tested poz. The initial shock for me was pretty bad as we had only been together a couple of months. After an awkward hour or so, he left the room and went into the bedroom, and then he called me. I walked in and he was naked, his lovely lean hairless body and long blond hair covering the bed and between his legs his magnificent 8" thick cut boner so hard his nob was almost purple. "You still going to wrap your arse around this baby?" I never said a word I just stepped out of my shorts, threw my singlet on the floor and mounted his pole. He knew I would, I knew I would so there was no pretence. The thought of him converting me made him horny as it was the first of three loads he pumped into me that night and each time he came I felt totally at ease with the fact that he was pumping hot seed into me. Once he knew I would take loaded seed our sex life became uncomplicated. He would always organise the tops to come and fuck me, just as he would organise my gangbangs if he took me to a backroom neither of us ever asked a top I just did as I was told and took the load neg or poz. We just assumed some would be neg some would be poz and from the time my ex converted we made a choice to ban condoms from our sex lives and that meant every cock I took had to be raw. Again I was powerless to rile against the situation as I loved being fucked six or seven times in a session and I loved the feel of different cocks, all shapes and sizes and loved the fact that I gave tops pleasure - my reward was their wadd. After three months and a good number of cocks had been through me apart from my ex's I still tested negative. That is when we talked and decided on the conversion party - five tops and my ex taking me as often as they could and wanted on a Saturday night/Sunday morning excursion at our place. He advertised and spoke to a few of our regulars to ascertain if they were poz and we deliberately picked the five co tops for good reasons - they were hung so they could bury their seed deep in me, the other being they were total tops so no seed got wasted in side play. We had a few replies so getting the right five was easy. I took load after load for five hours. I was in heaven, making sure I used my muscles to drain every drop out of the six of them each time they came in me. Funnily enough I was as grateful for the last load as I was the first. When we packed it in early Sunday morning the ex butt plugged me and he lay behind me pushing and turing the butt plug so that the seed in me kept moving. The only time the butt plug came out was when he got super horny and he deposited another load in me early Sunday morning. That did the trick. Did I get stealthed no , and it was so much more enjoyable knowing these beautiful men were fucking so hard, straining so hard to breed and convert me. It was so hot listening to them talk about who would be the one that actually knocked me up - how they encouraged each other to breed me and poz me. When they asked me did I want their poz seed I felt privileged to have their beautiful cocks in me and to be given their seed. I didn't come all night, I was rock hard all night but just totally got off on what the men were doing to me and long before this happened I knew it always would. I just didn't know how. My advice to any true bottom is if you feel you are going to end up that way - plan it - it is much better than being stealthed and you have no idea how poz tops fuck cosmically and often when they know they are trying to knock someone up. My tops had sweat dripping off them and gave me every bit of cock and seed they could and were so determined to breed me. They think they won but I think I did!

Part 1 I knew I was a sex addict when I was a teen. I needed cock and cum everywhere: in my ass, in my mouth, in my face. I liked daddies who would pull my hair, thrust their cocks down my throat, or fucked me mercilessly without respect. I was a shameless slut and considered whoring myself out, but I had bigger career aspirations for the future. Still, I always knew I had wanted to take it to the next level. One day, while I was cruising on A4A, a muscle daddy, 42 years old, 6'1", fit and tan, messaged me if I liked to parTy. His picture showed a rough, shaven face. I knew what parTying meant, and this was my chance to fulfill one of my darkest fantasies. I responded saying I would shower, clean-out, and be over in 40 minutes. I put on a tight black tank top, denim cutoffs, and boots and drove over to his place He opened the door almost immediately - I wasn't disappointed: ge was tall and muscular with pepper gray hair, was wearing a black tight half tank and ripped jeans. His feet were large and veiny, and showed off a flip flop tan. He gestured for me to enter, and led me to his room, introducing himself as Jason. On his table were bags of powder, dollar bills, a pizzo pipe, and some syringes. I brought a two blunts as well. "So you like to get fucked by older guys?" he asked as he sprinkled a couple crystals into the bowl of the pipe. "I like getting fucked by anyone," I purred, as he put the pipe to my lips and lit. He told me to wait until clouds of smoke began circling in the bowl, then to inhale slowly. I felt the chemicals rush into my lungs. It tasted good. "Yeah? You get around?" he grunted, taking a huge hit himself. Before I could respond, he grabbed my hair, pulled my face forward, and shotgunned the crystal into me. When my lips met his, I knew that there was no love-making or respect in this encounter; I was here to be used. He slurped at my lips and spat on me. "You slut," he whispered in my ear before putting the pipe to my mouth again. We took several more hits until we burnt through a whole gram between the two of us. "Show me your ass. Get on your back," he ordered. At this point, the drugs had hit me and my head was spinning. I felt relaxed. No, I felt filthy. I turned around and spread my legs, showing off my ass through my daisy dukes. "Mmm," he grunted. I looked back. His eyes twinkled with lust. He brushed his hands up and down my smooth legs, down to my feet, and pulled-off my boots. He massaged my legs and feet with one hand as he pulled out a credit card to draw lines of coke on a plate with his other, making six long lines. Then he rolled up a dollar bill and pulled me to the plate. "Take half of it," he said, pushing my head down to the plate. I put the dollar bill to the plate and cleanly snorted a line. "Another," he demanded. "Do it all at once." "Yes,sir," I said obediently, and I continued snorting. I felt the drip down my throat, and I instantly felt an astounding high. My ears were ringing, and I grew energetic and horny. I turned around again, and he ripped my cutoffs to show off my shaved asshole. "What a beautiful hole," he growled with thirst. "Look at that pussy." He ran a finger down my hole, which sent shivers down my spine. I closed my eyes and felt my head spin; my whole body was hot, and I needed Jason's dick and cum as soon as possible. I needed him inside me, fucking me until I can't walk, impregnating me, breeding me. Jason pulled his dick out of his jeans, an impressive and thick 8" rod. He expertly made a line on his dick and handed me the rolled-up dollar. I leaned in and eagerly snorted the line from his dick. "Now let's see you put those party favors to good use," he said, prying my mouth open with his large mushroom head. I moaned ecstatically, having been waiting for this moment for so long. I opened my mouth eagerly and slurped on his head while licking his piss slit with my tongue. His already erect dick grew stiff as a rock in my mouth. I moved my mouth down, slurping his large shaft. He grabbed both sides of my head and thrust. His dick pierced my throat, and I let out of a muffled scream in protest. He ignored me and plowed into my throat again before I could prepare myself. I gagged and spluttered spit all over his dick and my face. It dripped down my chin as continued to fuck my throat. He then grabbed me and tossed me onto the bed leaving my head dangling over the foot of the bed. My head was in a warm haze from all the drugs. High as fuck, I opened my eyes wide and opened up my throat. My face was still covered in thick globs of saliva. He grinned sadistically as he snorted a line, then plunged his dick down my throat. I held onto his jeans as he fucked my throat until I could hardly feel my throat anymore. I gagged and spluttered, but my spit tricked down my hanging face, all over my eyes and nose. His dick tasted so good I didn't want him to stop. I loved his thick shaft around my lips as his head pierced my throat, and then tasting the precum on the head as he pulled out before thrusting again. To be continued in 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.

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

A couple visiting Sydney last week advertised on BBRTS for a vers or bottom guy to meet in their city hotel. I licked my lips, "married cock" I thought. I replied, saying that I was bottom only and was sort of hoping that they were both versatile and I would get both of them to fuck me. We both unlocked and then, I assume it was the bottom who started talking to me as he was saying his partner would like to fuck me. It was Friday so I was going to head into the city later for Blackout at Headquarters to get my arse fucked off anyway - so I thought I would go to their hotel and let his husband open me up. I said I could there by 4. I arrived and both were in the hotel room and I wasted no time getting my gear off and immediately Brian, the top started rubbing me all over. His partner laid back on the bed and watched us kiss fondle and cuddle standing up before I pulled down his jocks to expose a lovely 7" cock, nicely tapered with a thick base. In no time he was hard as a rock and I started to suck his hard cock and knead his balls. He picked me up and pushed me towards the bed so that I was laying right next to his partner, who still had on a pair shorts and a t-shirt. He immediately started lubing up his prick so I knew I was about to get fed. He lifted my legs and placed them on his shoulder - and woof - straight in one thrust, right to the hilt. It hurt like hell, but I actually like that, I like dominant and rough tops and I love it when my hole is hurt by cock. I immediately put my hands on his back and pulled him towards me and he began to kiss me at the same time thrusting hard and really beginning to fuck me hard. He talked dirty, I like that too. "You like my cock buddy" "you're a little cock whore aren't you" I whispered yes pulling his arse cheeks hard to help him thrust to the hilt harder. He pulled out and told me to get on my hands and knees - I obeyed - as I do with all my tops and he again started to pound me. I was now facing his partner as he hammered me and his partner said "see what I have to put up with." I told him he should be thrilled to have a magnificent strong top like his partner on tap. I also told him anytime they came to Sydney I was more than happy to fill his partner's needs for him. "I'll be his cumdump anytime he wants me" I told him. After 10 minutes pounding me doggy he began to grunt and started blowing. I used my arse muscles like a milking machine to ensure I drained every sliver of seed out of his shaft. As he pulled out I immediately turned around to let him know there was no need for a towel, for a short period of time that cock was mine and it was my job to clean him up. He sat on the side of the bed - and I hate that first awkward minute after a top comes when you don't know if you have done your job and they want you out of there or if they are type that wants seconds. He sat on the side of the bed and I dropped onto the floor in front of him and put my head between his legs licking his balls and rubbing his leg and chatted small talk for 10 minutes or so. He didn't move - good sign. His partner got up and got a bottle of coke out of the bar fridge - and asked if I wanted a drink. "No thanks I just want more of your husband's cock" I said. He looked at me with a mixture of sexual excitement and disdain. "Gosh you are greedy" he said wryly. "No just a slut that loves pleasing top guys" I replied. After 1o minutes more chit chat and my continuous fondling and rubbing - Brian began to get hard again. I immediately began to suck his cock and looked up at him "want more mancunt" I asked. He nodded and laid back on the bed. In no time I had my hole hovering over the top of his cock and it was my turn - I went woof - and sunk it into me in one thrust again and I immediately began to ride him hard grinding his cock as far into my hole as I could. "Do you think you could suck me off with your arse?" he said. It was a challenge I relished. I rode, moved sideways, grinded and fucked that cock like it was the last one on the planet. His partner watched and listened as I complimented him on his cock, his fucking, how good it felt to have his married seed in me and how I loved being the slut hole for married men. 15 minutes later it did the trick he again grunted and rained his nuts into me. I again cleaned him up and polished his balls with my tongue. Another married notch on the belt. I am so glad there are prissy queens about - I get to be the slut for their husbands yum.

His profile on Scruff read ‘dominant poz top’, and his picture had a mischevious little smile. He was a visitor from out of state, into barebacking with his 8” uncut cock. I immediately ‘woofed’ him. “Always glad to meet a poz, bare top!” I hastily typed. He woofed in response, and I told him I was seriously overdue for a deep breeding and hot depth charge… would he be interested in helping a guy out? He wanted to know if I was furry (I’m not) because he’s into hairy guys. “Just some chest hair,” I said. “Show me,” he responded. I sent him some pics and got no response. Bummer. Ten minutes later, he wanted to know if I could host. I guess he was horny enough that it didn’t matter I wasn’t an otter or bear. I had the house to myself, but my schedule was a bit hectic that day; I had to be on a conference call in about 45 minutes, and had another obligation around dinner. But maybe we could work it out (or in) later in the evening…? His reply text said he was hoping to fuck soon, not later. I asked if he would be interested in a pump-n-dump before my conference call…? If he could get to my house shortly (he was only 2 miles away), I’d be lubed up and ready; he could unload his poz seed into my hungry ass, leave, and I could join my call… with an ass nicely full of charged cum. Just a few minutes later, he was on his way over in an Uber cab. Holy shit. I was already semi-hard and almost shaking with excitement; it had all happened so fast. It’s been over six months since I was last fucked (I’m more the top with my bf), and my hole is tight. I knew that taking his big cock would be a challenge, especially in a ‘quickie’ situation, but if he worked my nips so I got totally turned on I could probably manage it. I hesitated, and then nervously sent a text asking if he was ‘viral’ or ‘undetectable’. I said that viral loads turned me on but I didn’t tell him I was neg. “Viral.” This was getting hotter by the minute. My cock was awake and at half-mast already. An active, toxic load from a big cock was now just a few minutes away. I felt like I found a winning ticket in the ‘chaser’ lottery. Maybe I would finally, finally get pozzed. I’ve been ‘chasing’ on and off for quite awhile; years, actually. Early on, I went a little crazy and took a couple dozen poz loads over several months, but as hot as each charged seeding was, none did the conversion trick. Some of those guys were on meds, but at least a few were viral, I know. After repeated exposures and testing, I sort of gave up that I could actually catch the bug. Nowadays, I don’t hook up very often; partly that is because I have a partner, partly it is the location where I live, and it’s also because I’m pretty selective. My man and I have a very open relationship. He knows that poz loads have always turned me on, that a ‘chaser’ lurks in my shadows. Actually, both of us have taken poz loads from various guys — once or twice from the same guy, independently! He has watched me get filled with a poz load when we’ve played together with someone, and it really turns him on, watching a guy shoot his charged cum deep inside me. But for my partner, getting pozzed hasn’t been an obsession like it has for me; he connects with neg guys, whereas I only hook up when I know they’re poz (and preferably viral). Secretly, my man likes the idea of his mate as a poz bottom slut. Not only do I like that idea too, but secretly, I want to poz him. I know he wants it, just like I do. My darkest fantasy is not just to get infected with the bug, but then to hear my man begging for me to give him the gift, too. I want to slide my throbbing poz shaft deep into his willing hole and then flood him with a gusher of my toxic seed, marking him forever. Together. My Scruff hookup arrived at the house in a few minutes after our last text message. I only had 20 minutes before I was supposed to be on my phone conference. Wearing a pair of gym shorts easy to pull off, my shirt unbuttoned, my hole lubed, I was ready. Cock awake and semihard. A short, built, Latino guy, he walked in and promptly pulled out his big, uncircumcised shaft, already hard. Impressive. I took it in my hands, and then led him away from the front windows to the bedroom, where I dropped my shorts and he promptly pushed me down onto the bed. "We don't have much time," I reminded him. No kissing, no foreplay. In moments, his fat tool was pushing at my hole from behind, and he was telling me to ‘take it’. Face in the pillow, I was breathing and trying to relax, but his cock was huge and I was seriously out of practice as a bottom. It hurt like hell, and I was constricting rather than relaxing. “Relax and let me in.” If it wasn’t for a phone call in 15 minutes, if our hookup hadn’t needed to be a ‘quickie’, it might have been a different story; he would be able to work it in slow. For better or worse, that wasn’t what our scene was going to be today. “You like that viral cock bare inside you, don’t you?” “Oh fuck yes,” I moaned, though it hurt like hell. I wanted to be on my back, have him working my nips, kissing me… working me up so I could relax and take it better. Deeper and deeper he pushed his toxic shaft into my tender hole from behind, forcing his way in. I felt my ass screaming as it stretched. Was I tearing inside? “Just pump it into me,” I begged. “Give me your viral load deep.” “Not until I’ve fucked you nice and loose….” I turned my head, wanting him to kiss me. He wouldn’t. He kept drilling away, deeper and deeper. I wanted to relax and enjoy it, but I also wanted him to just shoot and poz me — there was that damn phone call for work that I needed to join. My ass was screaming but he was getting deeper and deeper. “Give me your viral load,” I begged. “Poz me.” “You want my toxic seed?” “Fuck yes! Pump that viral load deep inside my neg hole.” There, I said it. For a minute, he slowed. “You’re neg?” “Yes.” “On PrEP?” I shook my head. “No… I’m chasing. Have hooked up with lots of poz guys but have never converted. Still trying.” For a moment, I couldn’t tell his reaction. He paused. Then he started fucking me harder and deeper. “So, you wanna be poz, huh? That’s what you want? Well, I’ve never had meds in seven years... nice long time for me to build up a high viral count. Maybe I can be the one who finally gives it to you.” “Oh fuck, yes, please….!” I gasped, head in the pillow. “Suck my cock,” he instructed, pulling out, flipping me over, and shoving his large lubed shaft into my mouth, gagging me. I tasted lube and my own ass. “You like lubed, dirty cock?” I moaned and nodded, my mouth full. “Then take it all the way down.” He rammed it down my throat again. Gag reflex. Choking. I sucked him a few minutes, him forcing his big cock down my throat, tears in my eyes as I choked on it. “Now ride my poz, viral cock.” My hole was opened enough now that I could work down on his hard tool, though it still hurt. I rode it up and down, begging for him to seed me. It was obvious that I would be a few minutes late for the call, but there were plenty of others dialing in, and I wouldn’t be missed initially. And at this moment, I didn’t care. I needed this charged seed deep inside me. Needed it badly. Riding his toxic shaft, I started working his nipples, and he started to moan with pleasure, working mine in return. He drove the big poz drill deeper up inside my hole, up into my belly it seemed. Suddenly he pushed me back, flipped over, and drove in again from behind. Somehow we had crossed the point where I’d been loosened it didn’t hurt so much. Not quite. “Poz me,” I begged again. “Plant that viral seed deep inside of my neg hole…” “Yeah, I’m gonna give it to you now… I’m gonna give you what you want!” With a thrust that impaled me from behind, eyes rolling back in his head, as he grunted and erupted a geyser of hot toxic cum deep into my raw ass. He kept fucking. I wanted to cum, too, wanted to scream with agony and pleasure as he unloaded inside me, but decided to hold onto it. My ass was on fire. He pulled out and bent down, his tongue licking my hole, eating me out. Felching me. Fuck, it was hot and felt insanely good, but I didn’t want him to remove any of that viral seed. “Don’t suck it out of me,” I protested weakly. “I need it deep inside to do its work.” He came up and smiled, leaned forward and kissed me, pushing poz cum into my mouth with his tongue. “Don’t worry, amigo, there’s plenty of my virus deep inside you now… and I’ve got more in my cock and balls to give you some more loads. I can cum four or five times.” Then he pushed his fat cock inside me again, working the fresh seed deep into my raw hole. I gasped and moaned. “I want to come back and breed you again. You free on Saturday night? Late?” “Fuck yes, I am…” “Hot. I want to spend a good hour with you, plant three or four toxic loads inside… we gotta do what we can to convert you while I’m here.” Talk about a fantasy cum true. I looked over at the bedside clock. It was four minutes past the hour. “I have to get on that phone call,” I said. “I can be on mute, but I have to dial in.” Naked, my ass on fire, I walked into the front room, dialed the number with my mobile, entered the access code, muted the phone, and walked back into the bedroom. “You want to shower?” I asked. “No, I’m good. I’ll just call an Uber cab and go.” Because I didn’t cum, I was still horny as fuck, and I stood there for a couple of minutes as he twisted and worked my nipples. He kissed me. My ass was burning, and I was thrilled to be full of active, viral seed. In the living room, waiting for his cab, a conversation emanating from the speaker of my mobile I placed on the desk, I sucked his cock a little longer, savoring the taste of my ass on its thick, hot firmness. “Would you have come here if I told you I was neg?” I asked, curious. He nodded. “We’re two mutually consenting adults. I offer full disclosure as being poz. If someone wants my seed, I’ll give it to them.” The Uber cab pulled up outside. “Next time, I get at least an hour with you,” he smiled as he walked out the door. “That’s a deal,” I smiled. Sitting at my desk, wearing only my loose grey gym shorts, only half hearing the conversation I was supposed to be participating in, all I could think about was my burning, stretched hole… and that I was full of hot, toxic seed. My long dry spell was ended. Hopefully I had finally taken the magic bullet. A little while later, I went to the bathroom to put a bit of lotion on my raw hole, feeling it warm and wet, puffy and stretched loose. Heaven. Not long after that, I was feeling kind of juicy down there. Probably just the lotion; I didn’t think any cum had leaked out, because I was holding it tightly inside, letting it do its infectious work. When I wiped my hole with a bit of toilet paper, a little bit of pink blood stained it. I nearly wept with excitement! That viral, Latino cock forcing its way into me had stretched my hole wide enough to cause microtears, which would certainly raise the chances for conversion. For the rest of the phone conference, for the rest of the afternoon, I drifted around the house in a state of euphoria. I felt ecstatic — full of viral poz seed, my ass sore and torn, and hoping that bad little bug might finally be working its way deep into me. I hoped too that we’d be able to hook up again two nights from now on Saturday. I badly wanted another breeding session and deep injection. I wanted his multiple charged loads. My hole would probably be still raw enough that it would tear again, and his toxic seed could cross easily into my bloodstream. Freshly fucked and pozzed. Now, hopefully I would convert. And I was already counting the hours until Saturday night for round two.

I was the house top for a video company which filmed scenes of FTM guys getting fucked by cis tops. I got to play with three great guys on film. Two of them let me use all three holes. They insisted I go back and forth between ass and the front hole (as they prefer it to be called.) I had a blast. I met the producer and the first model at the local boookstore: an older guy with a cute young man. The man offered his boy for me to fuck...well I went to rim him...and had that same "what the hell??" moment. Then said to myself "a hole is a hole" and had GREAT sex. He invited me back to his house to catch it all on film...

Sam and Jake have known each other all their lives since both their parents were best friends with one another. Jake was a year younger but he always acted like he was older than Sam since he was taller and stronger. When Jake was 10 and Sam was 11, both of Jake’s parents and Sam’s dad passed away in a bad car accident leaving both boys in the hands of Sam’s mom alone. They had to move into a smaller apartment in the poor section of the city. Jake had darker hair and darker complexion that made him look passable as a latino however Sam’s blonde hair and pale white skin stood out among the other kids in their new neighborhood who were mostly black and latinos. At first Sam was often the favorite victim of the neighborhood kids and Jake had gotten into many fights as he tried to protect Sam from them. One of the worst bullies were Kwame and Samba, twin brothers who were same age as Jake they were both taller and they loved to tease Sam’s pale white skin which was extremely different from their dark black african complexion. Samba and Kwame lived with his dad in the apartment next to Sam and Jake so they couldn’t avoid running into each other. At first they got into fights almost everyday and twin boys’ dad and Sam’s mom had to try to mediate among them and urged them to be good friends with one another. However Sam’s mom and the twin’s dad started to take interest in each other after dealing with their boys day after day. One Saturday morning, Samba and Kwame woke up to the sound of Sam’s mom and their dad having a wild sex in their dad’s room with the door open and saw them in action. The twins were aroused by the vision of Sam’s mom’s white pussy clinging onto their dad’s massive dark black cock. After that day, the twins stopped picking on Sam and all four boys became good friends. Four boys often hung out in one apartment while their parents used the other one to fuck. However their parents’ sexual relationship ended when the twin’s mother moved to US from Senegal to be united with the family when they were 14 y.o. Twins’ dad kept on fucking both women which kept their relationship awkward but the four boys continue to grow closer to one another. Sam was 15 y.o. and yet his body still looked boyish while the younger 3 boys’ bodies were already growing into young manhood. Both Kwame and Samba loved to hang naked around the house and after years of being friends, Jake and Sam didn’t shy away from being naked together. And being the teenagers with boiling hormones made their cocks hard often. Although both Kwame and Samba’s black cocks looked impressive 8/9” in length with a thick shaft, Jake’s dark olive colored cock was as big and thick as twins’ black cocks. However Sam’s white cock was only 5” when fully erect. Twins teased Sam that he should use his ass like a pussy since his small penis is barely bigger than a clitoris. Four boys grew up more like brothers to one another than friends by the time they grew up to be young men of 18 and 19. Kwame started his training to be a police officer after high school while his brother Samba and Jake joined the Navy together. Sam commuted to Columbia University from their apartment. Sam came home one late night after studying late in the library but as he opened the front door, he was greeted by his mom getting fucked by the twin’s dad, Jamal deep and hard in their living room. Sam took a brief second to enjoy the sight secretly before he dashed to his room pretending to ignore the whole scene. However the hard pounding of their bodies and his mom’s loud moans kept on bothering Sam making Sam’s cock hard as a rock. Sam started to take off his clothes as he place one hand around his penis almost automatically while he imagined Jamal’s cock fucking his ass instead of his mom’s pussy. Sam’s other hand started to finger fuck his own ass for few minutes until he realized it and pulled the fingers out of his tight hole. He bent forward in front of his mirror and spread his butt cheeks apart until he saw his own pink hole opening twitching with hunger. He thought his hole looked pretty as he slowly stood up and pulled on a boxer over his hard penis before he head over to the bathroom to pee. As he walked past Jamal and his mom fucking to get to the bathroom, he froze when Jamal pulled out of his mom’s pussy completely and stood up in the middle of living room staring at Sam. Sam’s mom’s body collapsed onto the floor and Jamal’s cum flowed out of her wide open pussy. Jamal’s cock looked more gigantic and intimidating as the whole 13” shaft glistened with combined juices of his cock and her pussy. “Hey Sam. It’s been a while.” Sam stared down at the man’s magnificent cock intensively as his mouth started to water for it. Jamal brought a glass pipe to his lips and lit it up while he watched the young while man stare at his cock with hunger and need. As he inhaled deeply, he saw Sam slowly walking closer to him while lowering his body til he was on all four at his feet before he had to blow out the white smoke. Jamal pulled Sam’s head back by the handful of his blonde hair and blew it into his open mouth. He then pushed his cock into the open mouth before the smoke escaped the pink lips making the white smoke flow around his thick cock shaft. He fucked Sam’s face and throat for a while before he fed the pipe to his lips for big hits 10 times in a row until young Sam’s lung was filled with smoke and his breathing became shallow. Young Sam’s eyes were out of focus and as Jamal fed his cock to his soft lips, Sam swallowed it to the base choking his own throat. Jamal pushed Sam’s head down into his cock while he reached behind him for his boy pussy. He used few fingers to pry it open wider and slapped white cheeks hard before he turned Sam around. He saw his own big hand prints of redness on the white skin of his pussy boy and gave him another one on each cheek as he slammed into his hole with one push. After years of taking his massive black cock, Sam had almost no problem taking it to balls. He pounded the boy pussy as deep and hard as he could while he took another hit from the pipe. Jamal continued to pound Sam’s young man pussy til he shot his cum deep into him followed by the hot streams of his Tina piss. Jamal was enjoying the sweet release of his piss into his boy pussy when the apartment door opened and Kwame stood in the doorframe and behind him stood his Senegalese wife. They were both shocked at what they saw and froze for few seconds and watched Jamal piss into his boy pussy while his cock was buried balls deep in the boy’s hole. Jamal’s wife ran back to their apartment while crying but Kwame entered the apartment closing the door behind him. As Jamal resumed his fucking, Sam’s body started to absorb Tina piss into his blood streams and got more into piggy fucking as he started to move back and forth fucking himself on Jamal’s black cock…. Kwame was quick to get naked and stood in front of Sam and Sam was ecstatic to swallow it to the balls and make himself choke on it while he pounded his own piss filled pussy as hard as he could. Both Kwame and Jamal were interested in their own cock’s pleasure as they sandwiched smaller white boy and squashed his body between their muscular bodies. Sam loved how they used his body and did his best to fuck back both cocks as much as he could while his own cock sprayed cum all over the floor under his belly. Kwame reached for his police stick and started to push it into the boy’s already stretched hole rubbing right against his father’s cock. Jamal helped his son Kwame and held Sam’s body still as they stretched Sam’s pussy further with both his cock and the police stick. Kwame kept on holding the popper bottle under Sam’s nose while he continued his effort in intruding Sam’s ass with his stick. Finally Sam’s hole broke open to the consistent assault and both cock and the hard stick reached deep into the second hole of the boy’s ass. Jamal release another stream of his tina piss behind the second wall of the boy’s pussy and Sam’s body shook with the thrill of being used and filled by an older black man. At the same time, Kwame released his piss stream down Sam’s throat and watched his adam’s apple bobbing up and down as he busily drank it down. Before his bladder got empty, Kwame pulled it out and sprayed some piss all over Sam’s face and his body. Unlike Jamal’s tina piss, Kwame’s piss had only a little bit of alcohol and Sam loved the taste of it. Kwame pulled his stick out and pushed his hard cock where the stick was right along side of his dad’s cock inside their boy Sam. Jamal held up Sam’s body upside down to give a better angle for Kwame to fuck hard down into it. Jamal held Sam up while Kwame pounded down into Sam’s pussy over and over til he shot his loads deep inside of it. Jamal piss a little more into Sam’s second hole before both the son and dad pulled out of Sam’s stretched hole with a pop and tossed the white boy’s body on the floor next to his white mother. Jamal wrapped a towel around his waist and went back to his apartment to talk to his upset wife while Kwame stayed with the mother and son black cock whore duos.

Yup cuckie, hope you are already on PrEP. I've been on it for almost 2 years (next month) and no longer have any anxiety when I go to Cum Union, bath houses and sex clubs! ;)

I agree ponyboy it your hole is not sore the cock that fucked you is just not big enough, it's nice when they are really thick and long and you can feel them the next day as well

Just started reading this wonderful story, looking forward to a long and colorful time. Reading it make me want a big pierced tearing up my hole and shooting his hot load up my not for long neg ass.

That was a pleasant surprise even if it did make your ass sore. If a cock doesn't make your ass sore it's not big enough.

This past Saturday. Set up a party at Steamworks Chicago. Got a lot of request. Few showed up tho. Typical. But got a room, in the middle of a side hallway- worst location. Got undressed, douched, and lubed up. Opened my door with me laying on my stomach and ass up ready for any cock. 3 minutes later I have a cock in my face with a guy telling me to get it ready for my ass. I start giving him head while he fingers my hole. After a few minutes he starts to spit on my hole. He tries to fuck me but can't, I'm still not loosened up yet and he was thick. Tells me he'll be back later once I'm loose and have cum for lube. 10 minutes later amother guy comes in. He puts a condom on. And starts fucking me. Then forces me to go doggy. I didn't notice that he took off the condom when we changed positions. A few minutes later he pulls out and shoots all over the floor. Being a good cum slut, I like his load up from the floor once he leaves. Next load comes from a fit 30 something hung black guy. Asks if he can join my party. I ask if he has a huge load for me. Apparently he did as he was in me in 2 seconds. High on poppers I hear him say get ready to get flooded. And he shoots his load in me. He pulls out and I can fill it starting to drop out. As soon as he leaves another bbc comes in and starts fucking me. Adds his load to the first. Finally the first guy comes back. Fucked me for 10 minutes while I kept sniffing poppers the every 2. He left w.o giving me his load saying I wasn't ready for it. Took my last load on the fuck bench on the third floor. Wish I had more cum in me when I left.

I've been hooking up with a guy on a fairly regular basis, maybe once or twice a week. Always uses condoms. Told him a month ago that when he was ready, he could go bare if he wanted. Finally got my wish last week when I went to his place and noticed for the first time that he hadn't put out a condom next to the lube and poppers. Sure enough, I took 2 loads from him that day. I was a happy boy leaving his place. So when we got together last night, I was hoping for a repeat - and I was not disappointed! He shot his big load deep into my guts, then collapsed onto the couch. We chatted for a few minutes and then I started licking and teasing his cock, tasting my ass mixed with his cum. Before long I was deep throating him again and had him rock hard, then get got behind me again and pumped another load into me. What he didn't know was, I had posted on CL for guys to come take advantage of 'sloppy seconds', and boy did they! I had 2 guys in my inbox who were about 10 minutes from me. I quickly verified that each was cool with another guy present, then sent them my address. I told each of them that I had lube but no condoms, and got no complaints - nor did I get an offer from either of them to bring one! They both showed up within about 5 minutes of each other. We got right down to business, one guy going straight for my ass and the other spit-roasting me with his cock in my mouth. The guy who went for my ass never even grabbed lube. One finger in my hole told him I was slick, and he was inside in a second, using nothing but the first guy's cum as lube. Before long he let out a moan and pumped his load into my guts, then pulled away. The third guy slipped right in behind him and in about 5 thrusts he was done. Four loads, and when I looked at the clock it had been less than 90 minutes since the first guy arrived. Next to see if I can break that record.

I hope we get another part soon!

From what I remember, the processing company they were using decided to no longer do transactions with adult entertainment, then Kenboy, who was a co-owner of Barebackcity (was in Hot desert Knights films and also "The Gift" documentary) stated on the site that he was having medical health issues and then the site went down some time after.

Got throat fucked the other night by a hot dom top! I love it! I'm getting better and better at deepthroating! You guys can watch: http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/Sloppy-Deepthroat-Facefuck-Training-27891781

They dragged my trousers and underpants down and my cock sprang up strong and stiff. Then warm, wet lips engulfed it and I gasped with pleasure, even though I knew what I was doing was dangerous and wrong. Now another smell hit me as someone opened a bottle of poppers which filled the small space. My heart began to race and I put my hands on the head sucking me, and felt thin hair and wrinkled skin. Meanwhile, other fingers gripped the base of my cock, probed between my buttocks and pinched my nipples through my shirt. Oh god, I thought, I should go. This was all wrong. A bottle was thrust into my nostrils. "Take a deep sniff" whispered the man who'd been kissing me, adding "enjoy yourself." I inhaled, and felt the popper-rush and my resistance melted. Someone pushed my head down and fed a thick cock into my mouth. It was slippery and tasted of cum and smelled of ass juices. I gagged, but the poppers had me high and I began to suck and clean it. Someone asked "Who is he?" "Dunno," whispered another, explaining "Some yuppie slumming it." "He's sure eager for cock." A low chuckle "Yeah, and he's gonna get what's coming to him." I felt a finger against my arsehole. It was cold and slippery and I realised someone was rubbing lube into it. Oh no. This was too much. I needed to come to my senses. But it felt so good as the finger slid gently into me and the poppers bottle was thrust under my nose. I groaned and stayed bent over, my heart beating fast and a pulse roaring in my ears. "Fuck it!" someone urged. I felt a body behind me and then a thin, mushroom headed cock probing my hole. I reached back and realised it was bare, and my heart skipped a beat. What was I doing? How could I do this? But the head popped into me, followed by the long, thin shaft and I could only groan with pleasure and surrender. He began to thrust slowly, deliberately in and out, and I could feel calloused fingers feeling for where the shaft entered me. His thrusts were getting more deliberate, faster, as he worked himself towards orgasm. 'I'm going to let him', I thought, 'Oh Jesus, I'm going to let him'. He was now thrusting fast, so I wasn't surprised when he gasped "I'm gonna cum!. I'm gonna breed your fuckin' arse!" He gave a deep growl of pleasure, and I felt the cock in me swell and throb and knew he was spurting, his sperm carrying god knows what diseases into my guts. I was shaking with fear, but also with the realisation that I'd crossed a line into depravity and it was also exciting. Fingers probed my hole and a man said "Spunked up him, did you?" "Oh yeah. Gave him a dirty load." Someone stroked my head surprisingly gently. "Nice one, mate. Now you've joined the club." Fingers undid my shirt, pulling it off my body and then they gently, reverently pulled me into a cubicle. Someone sat on the toilet, I couldn't see who, and pulled my head down onto his cock. He stroked my face as I sucked him and gave me more poppers. Then he reached over my back and I felt his strong hands pull my cheeks apart, asking "Who's next? Anyone want to knock him up before he leaves?" Tears were rolling down my cheeks as I realised what was happening to me, the awful depravity of it, and I also knew I wanted it. An obese man mounted me, resting his heavy belly on my bottom as his stubby cock slid into my wet hole. He was excited, dripping with sweat and only lasted a few seconds before he gasped and came in me. He pulled out roughly, and I felt a gush of warm, slimy spunk dribble down over my balls. 'Yes, I'm going to let them', I thought as another cock nosed easily into my dripping hole. I had gladly accepted my fate.

Fuck yes. Give the gift to as many chasers as possible. There always seems to be a shortage of gifters. Remember chaser once you poz up, you owe to your fellow chasers to pass the gift along.

I started work today at 2:00 AM, and was finished at 5:00 PM, so I had a long day, and when I arrived home, had planned nothing more interesting than an early bedtime, so when I hopped on BBRT it was more out of habit than lust. Then, almost right away I was hit up by a guy who purported to have a HUGE cock, and who was only a ten minute drive away. Well fuck. Who am I to ignore fate? I arrived at his place some 30 minutes later, having taken a shower and having performed a thorough cleaning-out. The guy met me at the door and was somewhat shorter than I expected, but I could clearly see his hard cock through his shorts. It may not have been the ten inches he had claimed, but it was a MONSTER none the less! We went up stairs where he immediately pushed me down on the couch and started to tear off my clothes and finger my ass pussy. Then he face-fucked me, and, having raped my mouth, he went onto my ass. He tried to push it in with just spit, but I all but screamed in agony, so while he lubed himself, he ate me out. After his big dick was thoroughly lubed, he slid slowly but forcefully all the way into my ass, balls deep. SO FULL! He fucked me deep and hard for about ten minutes then picked up his pace and bred me deep, telling me to "Take that poz cum." I FUCKING LOVE POZ TALK!!! He didn't stop fucking me, and, some five minutes later, went on to blowing another load in my ass. He was good for more but I was wrecked! Glad I didn't go to bed when I got home from work!

Well for me the goal would be to get on PrEP for free, which became available in France not that long ago, and then to take my first bare, and eventually first positive load, followed by many others I hope... Go to a sauna or club/bar, spread my legs in the darkness and let them inside, enjoy that intimacy with complete strangers, with the mixed smell of sweat, cum and poppers, feel them bust into my guts, just to feel free, to feel liberated and finally get rid of fear by letting them enjoy my naked body for their sole pleasure without caring about their status or identity. But none of this for now. The hormones blur my brain and torture my senses. I still have to wait...

This is my ultimate fantasy: (and if anyone is able to help me live this out, please let me know!) I want to get taken, restrained to a sling or fuck bench. Gagged, restrained and blindfolded and left ass-up waiting. Then my host fucks me how he wants while an ad is posted on craigslist and/or BBRT calling for all men to come over and use me. And I'm left there, helpless while a stream of guys come by and rape my hole. I have no escape, no way out, just have to take every dick pushed into me. Beg for every load. My host tells me I can't leave until I've taken 50 loads. It takes all night, but I take all 50 loads, pumped deep in my hole. But then, still being incredibly horny, I beg for more and my host obliges, taking me to the local bathhouse or adult theater and whoring me out. By the end of the weekend, I have more loads in me then I've ever had before. I'm pumped full of cum and its slowly dripping out of my hole and down my leg. I have cumslut writting across my chest and everyone knows I'm a whore. After a bunch of loads at the bathhouse, I'm taken to the local sleazy bar, put in just a jockstrap and a collar. As I'm there drinking and having fun, guys are coming by, feeling my cummy-hole. One guy bends me over and breeds me at the bar. A crowd forms and more guys start breeding me and using me at the bar. Once they've all had their fun, a few guys pick me up and carry me to the bathroom, forcing me to lay in the piss trough and then they all begin to piss on me and call me a whore. This and more is my ultimate fantasy. Anyone able to help me out!?!

Part 6 I lay on the cot in our room, my mind spinning, my asshole both hurting and still wanting more. Master sat in a chair, smoking a tobacco pipe and just looked at his new property. Master. I didn't even know his name. This man now owned me, fucked me up, and whored my ass out, and I had no idea who he was. All I knew was I was his property now. Just a little over 24 hours ago, I was the supreme being. Now here I was a chemed up fuckslut. A God like jock brought down to sub human levels. I was just a cumdump toilet, and I was loving it. Master took another little baggie out, and layed out 2 fat lines on the dirty floor. Handing me a straw, I snorted them both, causing a burning in my throat. But this was something different. Quickly a new sensation took over me. I just layed on the dirty floor and stared into space, unable to move. I was aware of my surroundings, yet felt like I was out of my body. "You're in a K hole boy. Just ride it out, it won't last long." What else could I do? I couldn't move. I just floated into outer space. After a while, I have no idea how long, I drifted back into my body, but still felt like a puddle. I felt Master doing something around my cock, then the prick of a needle. Soon I could feel my cock trying to get hard in the spiked cage. The spikes digging painfully into my flesh. But oddly, the pain just further excited me. Master then wrapped a band around my arm and soon I felt that prick again, followed by the most intense rush I've had yet, and a coughing fit. "That was a .5 slam bitch. Now you should be more than ready for the rest of the night. I told you, you're the main attraction tonight!" With that he grabbed my leash and led me down the hallway to a large room. A large crowd of men had assembled, waiting for me to arrive. I was made to stand up, and my wrists were placed in cuffs hanging from the ceiling. Ankle cuffs were also attached. Then the chain's attached were pulled apart, stretching my body out spread eagle, so I was hanging with only my toes touching the ground. WHACK!!! I screamed out in pain and shock at the sudden contact of a whip against my bare back. Quickly more and more were administered to my vulnerable body, back, shoulders, thighs, calves and ass. I wailed and spasmed in pain, jerking around as I hung there, unable to protect my naked body. For the first time, tears started flowing from my eyes. Over and over the whip attacked my body, till I burned from head to toe. Then the attacks started on my chest. The entire front of my body was whipped like my back had been. Up and down it hit me, leaving burning welts all over. My nipples were attacked extra hard as I threw my head back and howled. Finally, my balls were savagely attacked, causing such pain I thought I would pass out. But the drugs kept me concious. And my cock strained within it spiked prison. Finally, my body burning, covered in sweat, I was released from the chain's, and placed in a sling. I was quickly tied down and immobilized. Then Master approached me, lubing up his hand. With no effort, he rammed 4 fingers right in my sloppy cunt. I moaned as he pushed them around, in and out, stretching me further. Soon he added his thumb, pushing more and more against my sphincter. Someone tied a popper soaked rag around my nose, and I inhaled deeply. Then it happened. Masters fist popped through my assring, right into my guts. I saw stars and the neurons in my brain exploded like the fucking 4th of July! I twisted and jerked, crying in extasy as Master made me a puppet on his arm. He pushed deeper in me, past my inner ring, opening me deep. Soon half of his hairy arm was buried deep in my pussy. Someone unlocked my cock cage, releasing my big cock, allowing it to throb freely. Then Master pulled his arm out, leaving his fist in my cunt. Next he lined up his cock next to his wrist, and pushed it inside. Grabbing my hard cock with his free hand, he jerked me hard and fast while he jerked his own cock inside my ass. Soon we were both blowing our loads in the most intense orgasm I had ever known. A huge built up load sprayed all over my chest and stomach while Master jerked his load off into my ass. The crowd just watched in amazement. He pulled out of my ass, and left me there in the sling. The rest of my night was spent getting fucked and fisted by anyone who wanted to help permanently pulverize my teen jock cunt. My cunt would never be the same after that night.

I fuckin love this. when the bottom has his head hanging off the bed so his spit plasters his face...my favourite way to fuck throat. Also love holding his head in place on my dick and watching them fight the urge to gag, it's pretty good training for em Got a buddy who fasts for me before I fuck his skull. I can ram it in as deep as I want and nothin unpleasant happens, just him gurgling and slurping on my tool and workin for his prize.

The biggest was from a throatfucker in New York, who had probably an honest 8 inched but the base was THICK! In addition to that it was curved, and his words he liked to fuck throat "like a real pussy" So that was a challenge. I took it all and afterwards as my throat was raw and mouth busted, I considered a career as a sword swallower! Plenty of gagging and drooling but was the best throat fuck I've had. I love deepthroating

Rob gets Stuffed The weekend was all about Rob getting as many poz loads in his cunt as possible, but a couple of times he and I were face to face in doggy position as Dave and Dad fucked us both. We would kiss and make out as our asses were used for the pleasure of our daddies. I was amazed at the number of loads Dave and my Dad deposited in the two of us. Looking back, I think the highlight of the weekend was on Sunday when we all convinced Rob to take both daddy cocks at the same time while he sucked on my cock. It started off with Dave on his back and Rob straddling him. Once Dave’s cock was buried in Rob’s cunt, Dad got between their legs and slowly worked his cock into Rob’s ass. It was amazing watching Rob take both those cocks in his ass. I know from experience that taking both those cocks will really stretch you out and leave your ass gaping after they are done with it. With his ass full of daddy cock, I got on the bed and settled in between Rob and Dave’s faces. Rob took my cock into his mouth and Dave began to tongue my ass and lick the loads out of it. It was so hot for me to feel Dave’s tongue on my cunt as Rob slurped on my cock and nibbled on my foreskin. Since Dad was on top, he set the pace for the double penetration. I could see the base of his cock each time he pulled back. It was so hot for me knowing that Rob was filled with both the cocks that had pozzed me. And I could tell form the moans that were escaping from around my cock that Rob was enjoying being on the receiving end of this stuffing. Dad was taking it slow, really roughing up Rob’s ass and making sure that our weekend project would come out with a positive ending. After about 15 minutes, between watching Rob getting Double stuffed, Dave’s tongue lapping the cum out of my ass, and Rob’s mouth working on my cock, I felt my load starting to rise. I let everyone know I was getting close. Dad pulled out of Rob and moved back. “Get that cock in here and give him another load of that toxic jizz of yours," Dad ordered. I quickly moved between Rob’s legs and added my cock with Dave’s in his stretched out hole. It only took me a few strokes with Dave’s cock rubbing against mine till I pushed in and added more poz cum to the mixture already brewing in Rob’s cunt. I slowly pulled out after I had deposited my load in him and Dad quickly slid his nine inches back in. I moved back up to the head of the bed and settled back in between Dave and Rob. Dave went back to eating my ass out, and Rob began to clean my cock of the cum and ass juices that covered it. I could tell that Dad and Dave were getting close as both of their breathing had gotten staccato. Soon both of them growled and Rob moaned around my cock as he got a double dose of poz daddy cum in his well-used hole. I slid down next to Rob and kissed him as the two men finished depositing their last loads of the weekend into Rob. Dad and Dave slowly withdrew from Rob’s swollen hole, and in so doing, a small amount of cum dribbled out, but Dad quickly rubbed it onto the plug and slid it into Rob’s ass. Rob and I got dressed, and, with kisses all around, Rob and I headed back to our room to deal with schoolwork and get ready for classes the next day. That night, Rob fucked me with his more than likely last neg load as we were keeping the plug in him to make sure he absorbed all that toxic cum. Afterwards we snugged, and fell asleep in each other’s arms. A little over a week later, I woke up to find Rob sweat-soaked. I kissed him then fucked another poz load into his converting ass. He stayed in bed for the next couple of days and I made his excuses to the team and collected his assignments for him. Now that Rob was poz, we could begin our conquest of the team and other studs around campus.

Dad and Rob The next two night were more of the same, after practice and dinner, Rob and I would head back to our room, do any needed homework, then I would fill his ass all night with my poz loads. He never once asked to fuck me, it was always my cock in his hole. In addition to the first fuck of the night being rough and without any type of lube, after I had dumped that first load in, Rob would have me brush his hole roughly with a stiff bristle toothbrush he had found on Wednesday. I always made sure that it came out tinged with pink cum before my hard cock went back into his hole and stayed there for the rest of the night, dropping load after load. In the morning, after I pulled out, the brush went back in and roughed him up again. Friday, we didn’t have practice, so as soon as we were done with classes, we met in the room for one last session between the two of us. Since this was going to be our last time alone for a few days, we made it into a lovemaking session. Rob and I slowly stripped each other till we were both naked, our cocks pointing towards the celing. I kissed Rob deeply as we rubbed each other’s back and our cocks rubbed against each other as our fronts joined. I dropped down to my knees and began to suck on Rob’s thick cock. I soon tasted his precum on my tongue, and knew he was primed. I stood back up and we kissed again as we headed towards the bed. We collapsed onto the bed, and I got Rob onto his back. I straddled his torso and kept kissing him as I rubbed his cock against my crack. Each time his cock would catch on my hole, I’d try to get a bit more of it inside me, using his precum to lube up my hole. He moaned around the kiss each time his cock dipped into my hole. I knew he was ready to fuck me, and load up my hole before I loaded up his. The next time his cock caught on my cunt, I pushed and it slid into me quite easily. Rob moaned as his cock sank into me to his balls. I began to ride him, wanting to get his load into me. I kept the strokes slow, wanting this to last. “You are such a fucking tease” Rob moaned between our kisses. “I want your last neg load that you give me to be one that you remember.” “Well, why don’t you let me control this fuck so that you can get another poz load in my cunt before we meet-up with your daddies?” With that, Rob flipped me onto my back and picked up the pace on his fuck. Far too soon in my opinion, he planted his cock to the base in my ass and I felt each pulse as he shot his presumably neg cum deep into my ass. After all, we really had no idea if my poz cum had done its job and knocked him up yet; but until he got sick, we both assumed he was still neg. Once his balls had drained his load into my ass, he slid out of my cunt and laid down next to me. I rolled onto his back and as my cock probed between his cheeks, I kissed his neck and shoulders. When my cock finally caught on his hole, I began to slide into him. Rob let out a moan of pleasure as my balls hit his ass. I slowly began to slide in and out of his ass, making sure he felt every inch I was giving him. “Stop being so damn gentle, and fuck me into this mattress already!” I picked up the pace, and began to really pound my cock into his ass. “This what you want?” I asked him. “Yea, pound my cunt and give me your deathseed! Knock me up with your bug!” I loved that our sex always had this dirty talk in it since I had converted. I couldn’t wait till Rob was poz too and I could beg him to put his deathseed into me and the other guys from the team. I felt my balls begin to tighten up as my cum readied to shoot into Rob. “Here it comes baby, shooting my poz seed into you, getting you pregnant with my bug!” “Yea, Give me that toxic batter! Fill me with your bugs!” With one final thrust, I sank into Rob to my balls. My cock shot several times deep into him, filling him again with my poz cum. I kissed the back of his neck as my cock shot into him, and we laid there for a few minutes more till my cock softened and fell out of his ass. Rob reached under the pillow and pulled out the brush and handed it to me. “Rough me up before we get dressed and head over for our weekend.” I took the brush and inserted it. I roughed up his insides for several minutes with the rough brush. When I pulled it out, some of my cum was on it, and the bristles were a nice pink color. Rob took the brush and sucked the cum and blood off it till it was nice and white again. We both shared one more kiss before we grabbed shorts and tees to wear and slipped on our flip flops. No need to bring any other clothes, as most of the weekend would be spent naked in my Dad’s bed. It was a quick trip on the bus to their house, and Rob and I sat on opposite sides of the bus and kept flashing each other our cocks from the leg of our baggy shorts. A short walk from the bus stop, and we were at Dad’s door. Dad answered the door in just a tight pair of shorts, and Rob shot me a grin after he appraised my dad. “Nice, I think I will like getting fucked by him!” Rob whispered to me as we entered the house. David was sitting on the couch, naked, and slowly stroking his cock. “Come on in boys and get comfortable.” David said to us. Once the door was closed, Dad shucked off his shorts and joined David on the couch. Even though I had just cum a little less than a half hour ago, my cock sprang to attention from seeing my poz daddies on the couch, each stroking his hard cock. I also noticed the tent in Rob's shorts. We quickly stripped off our clothes, and once we were naked, David and Dad motioned us over to them. I let Rob lead the way so that he could choose which cock he wanted to suck on first. He dropped to his knees between my Dad’s legs and began to suck on his gorgeous uncut cock. I knelt between David’s legs and began to soak his cock with my spit. I looked over at Rob as David worked his cock deep into my throat; he was really enjoying deep throating Dad’s cock. I reached a hand over to Rob’s ass and pushed a couple of fingers into his hole, making sure that he would open up easily when the moment came for him to ride these two beautiful cocks that we were working with our mouths. Rob moaned in pleasure around Dad’s cock as my fingers entered him and my nails began to dig into his lining, adding to the abrasions from the brushing I had given him before we left the dorm. Dave noticed what I was doing, and placed a hand under my chin to bring my attention back to him. Silently, he scraped one of his fingernails against his thumb, asking me if I was digging in Rob’s ass. I nodded my head while still sucking on his cock. He gave me a thumbs up, and then pulled his cock out of my mouth. “Well, Rob, You seem to have good cock sucking skills, let’s see how that ass feels around my cock.” David stood up and I removed my fingers from Rob’s ass as David got behind him. He lined up his cock, and began to slowly slide it into Rob. “Damn Boy, you got a fine ass here! And it feels like it is prelubed too!” “That’s my cum you feel in there,” I said, “loaded him up before we came over here. And he loaded me up too.” “Nice, how many load have you put in him?” “I’ve been loading him up every night since I got back to the dorm after my fuck flu, so about 30 or so loads. And we’ve been using a brush on him too to help it take.” “Sweet!” Dad said, “Gonna make you into a gifter just like me and Dave, aren’t we?” “Yep,” I said, “and Rob and I are going to help spread it around campus, starting with the guys on the wrestling team.” “Yes, sir,” Rob broke off his sucking to say, “Once I'm infected, Tom and I are going to make sure we can spread your gift to every guy we can get our cocks into.” “Good boys,” Dad said, “but first we need to make sure that this bug takes root in you Rob. And to that end, the three of us are going to be filling you with our cum till you are knocked up with our virus.” “Well, sir, why don’t we stop talking about it and start getting that cum into me!” The whole time, our conversation had been to the beat of David’s thighs slapping against Rob’s ass. And from watching David, I knew he was getting close to dropping his first load into Rob. I am sure the poz talk had helped him get close quickly. “Here cums your first load from your new daddies," Dave exclaimed as he slammed his cock into Rob and began to shoot his poison load into Rob’s willing ass. As soon as he had shot his load into Rob, Dad and David switched up and Rob cleaned off David’s cock as I watched my Dad sink his beautiful nine inches into Rob, I kissed my Dad then whispered my thanks in his ear. Dad pounded Rob’s ass, getting his cock deep in there, probably battering past his second sphincter, to really get his toxic jizz deep into Rob. “Here’s load number two," Dad remarked as he shoved his entire cock deep into Rob and unloaded into him. With two loads in him, three if you counted mine from earlier, Rob’s hole looked used. But now it was my turn again on his ass. I shoved my cock into him and pounded him roughly as he held onto Dad’s legs and cleaned off his cock. Soon I added another load of my toxic batter to the mix that was brewing in Rob’s cunt. Dad grabbed the plug that each of us had used to hold in the toxic loads and slid it into Rob. “Okay, boys,” Dad said, “now that Rob has taken a load from each of us, let's go get some dinner and let them stew in there a bit.” The four of us got dressed, headed out to the diner where I had met Dad and Dave that first day. Rob would squirm every few feet as he adjusted to having the plug in his ass. Once we sat down, he was fine; the pressure from the chair adding to the pleasure of the plug in his ass. We had a pleasant dinner and the three men in my life learned more about each other, with me adding in bits and pieces too. Finally, after desert, we headed back to the apartment, and Rob’s date with a weekend of being a cum dump.

The pig will out -part 3 Shortly after this, I got a job in London, which meant I didn't have much time for play, but I was hooked: I needed to be bred, almost as if my body was in heat and was desperate to be impregnated. I met a guy in a bar and he told me about a gay cinema not far from where I was working. He said it in a disparaging way - "full of old trolls, got to be desperate to go there as I bet you'd catch something" - without realising that was like a honeypot to a fly, and I found myself obsessing on the prospects of checking the place out, so I bunked off work, telling them I had the 'flu (!) and headed over there. It was a small, nondescript door in a row of shops and at first I thought he had been kidding me, but the door opened when I buzzed, and I found myself in a small reception area with a bored looking guy at a desk with hard core gay porn playing on some monitors behind him. I gave him the entrance money and he indicated a bank of lockers on one wall. "you're welcome to leave your stuff." He leered at me and looked me up and down. "I think you're gonna have a good time. The dirty fuckers down there like fresh meat." I felt my cock swell when he said that and my chest tightened with excitement. He indicated some stairs leading down to a basement. Taking a deep breath, I descended into depravity. At the bottom, it was gloomy and smelled of piss, sweat and spunk like it hadn't been cleaned in years. There was a short corridor with a cinema on the left with about 20 seats, filled with rough looking guys, mostly middle aged, watching a trannie on the screen getting fucked bareback. On the other side was a similar sized room with a screen showing twinks sucking each other in a field, but at the back of the room, behind the last row of seats was a low wall above which I could see the heads of three guys obviously standing to watch the movie. Intrigued, I went up the shallow steps to the back and round the wall, where my heart skipped a beat. The three of them were standing against the wall, trousers and underwear around their ankles, presenting their pale, bare backsides to the narrow space behind them in which was a door way to the corridor. They were all middle aged or older, silver hair glinting in the light from the screen. They looked eagerly at me and I could see lube glistening between the flaccid buttocks of the guy nearest me. At that moment, the door opened and a small, middle-eastern guy with a pock-marked face squeezed into the space behind the row of waiting holes. He opened his jeans and levered out a long, thick cock which hardened in his boney fingers. He grinned at me and chose his victim, a short, tubby guy who looked like a nice old grandad, and began to fuck him. The old guy barely moved or reacted, other than to grunt a little as the cock in his arse began to thrust harder, his eyes still fixed on the screen. The middle-eastern guy suddenly gave a snort of pleasure and thrust tightly into the old man as he emptied his spunk into him. After a few moments, he withdrew his glistening cock, slipped it back into his jeans and was gone. My eyes had adjusted to the gloom, and I gasped as I saw little puddles of spunk on the floor beneath each man's naked buttocks. My body shook with the realisation that they were there to be impregnated by any cock that needed them, like bitches in heat. By now, the little cinema room had filled with guys who had obviously noticed the newbie in their midst and and I knew what I was going to do.....

The pig will out - part 2 When I got home, I panicked about what I'd done and the fact that I had unprotected sex with strangers I couldn't even see. I swore to keep away from that place and for a couple of weeks I was a good boy. I was very stressed in case I came down with the fuck 'flu, but after a couple of weeks it kinda receded into the background, and I found myself really horny and felt the need for sex really bad. One night, almost without thinking, I found myself in the car next to the playing field, almost as if my body needed to breed and was taking over my rational mind, even as my rational mind was saying 'Oh, you've done it once and everything is okay. You can do it again and get away with it.' I got out of the car and went over to the old public toilet. It seemed pretty quiet, but when I stepped inside it was full of bodies, and the darkness was full of the smells of sweat, piss and spunk. Immediately, hands reached for my body, grabbing the bulge in my jeans and pulling at my belt. Dry, urgent whispered voices, surrounded me as guys pulled off my tee shirt and dragged my trousers and underwear down. "Fuck, yeah, nice body," someone breathed. "Gonna get fucked tonight, boy?" whispered another, as a wet mouth engulfed my cock. I stepped out of my clothing and stood naked in the darkness, which seemed to excite the crowd of men around me, who jostled each other to suck my cock, explore my arse, and plunge their tongues into my mouth. Poppers were thrust under my nose, and in the chemical rush, two thoughts crossed my mind, first, that the guys were barely men, they were more like demons in the darkness, wanting to spread their seed and damning anyone who came into their clutches, and second, how incredibly excited I was at the extent of my depravity. "Get 'im bent over!" someone said with an evil chuckle, "Fuck the bitch." I was pulled firmly into the rear of the toilet and shoved into a cubicle. I couldn't see virtually anything, but apparently a man was already sitting on the pan and I positioned so his fat, stiffening cock was against my mouth. I felt his fingers separate my lips, and his cock slid into my mouth. Eager fingers were spreading my arse and I felt the familiar cold, slippery lube being applied. The man seated on the pan bent low and stuck a bottle of poppers under my nose, hissing "Well now, what have we here? Dirty little bitch," adding a laugh that sounded like dry leaves on a pavement. I felt hands holding me open and then the first cock began to force itself into me, the head widening my hole, and then slipping into me with a rush. I groaned as I was fucked, holding onto the thighs of the man sitting before me, while I greedily sucked on his cock. Then I heard the man in my arse grunting, and felt his cock throb as he came. He withdrew his cock roughly, and someone else's rough finger was thrust into me, who briefly explored my hole, and then excitedly asked "Oh yeah, he's wet. Who's next?" A thick, slimey cock slid up me, and a huge belly rested on my back as a fat troll got in the saddle and began to fuck my arse. After two or three minutes, his thrusts became more urgent, and then he pushed hard against me and groaned loudly as he shot his spunk into my dripping hole. Suddenly, a lighter flared as the man seated on the toilet lit a cigarette, even as I kept sucking his cock. I managed to catch a glimpse of his thin, wasted face, his sunken cheeks and the sores around the mouth. The man's eyes, however, were his most striking feature. They seemed to suggest they were as old as time and utterly pitiless in the intensity with which he bored into my soul. "Welcome to the brotherhood," he grinned, as his cock began to spurt in my mouth, adding "Dirty seed for a dirty boy!" I knew then I was lost forever....

About this point the bar keeper became aware of what was going on, and made us stop playing with each other, so the guy who was fucking me pulled out and we all got dressed. I felt dizzy, shocked, shaky and drunk. Overwhelmed by emotion, I left without saying another word. Tumbling down Duval street, I got to the hotel beach where I lay on the sand and closed my eyes, thinking to myself 'The last four hours have changed my life forever. They've given me the bug, and now I'm toxic.' I felt like I was going to throw-up, but through all these feelings of despair and angst, my shorts showed a huge bulge which started even forming a wet spot. Furthermore, I was leaking out of my ass and slowly not only my underwear but also my shorts showed another wet spot. So there I was - laying on the beach, my eyes closed, sporting a big boner, when I felt a hand softly touching my shoulder. It was the guy who had last fucked me. Apparently he had followed me down to the beach, and seeing me, obviously distraught, he asked “Hey man, are you alright? I completely understand how you are feeling right now. I went through the same shit two months ago. You were not their first victim” he smiled, “though I must say, they have great taste.” I did my best to smile back, saying “Thanks, I'm Steve, by the way. Yeah, it was a shocker. But underneath all the fear and stuff, I feel a sense of relief, satisfaction and horniness.” To emphasis the point, I massaged my boner. The guy chuckled, saying “We are very similar, Steve. I am Chris. Nice to meet you. I had this gut feeling that this was what you wanted deep down. That’s why I didn’t intervene. I brought some vodka red bull. Why don’t we go up to your room and talk a bit?” “Sounds good. I don’t really want to be seen in this state. They worked my hole pretty good. Not much muscle left” I smirked. We went up to my room and had a couple of drinks and talked. Chris was sexy, I mean really sexy, in fact I would say he was way out of my league sexy, and judging from what he mentioned earlier very toxic. To complete the night I needed his viral load in me. “What are the chances that they were successful in knocking me up?” I asked Chris. “Well, Steve, to be honest, there is a chance that you got spared. I didn’t see any blood.” “Hmmm, are you sure? That would be kind of an anti-climactic. All that for nothing.” An evil grin crossed Chris' face as he said “Well Steve, if you like, I could inspect your hole and if you insist, make sure that this night will be the night that changed your life. The night you converted. The night you found your true calling.” I almost exploded in my pants when he made exactly the offer for which I was looking, so I responded “That would be great Chris.” Chris stood up and kissed me, threw me onto the bed and took off my pants. His tongue immediately went down to my hole. I could tell he was enjoying the taste of what the guys had left behind. His tongue went in so deep, I felt like a snake was rimming me. Then he moved two fingers in, pulled them out again, stuck one in my mouth and licked the other clean. “What do you think, Steve?” “Yummy, but very pure juice.” “Yeah, I think we'll have to work on that.” I kissed him, looked him deep in the eyes and whispered ”Give me your toxic little babies.” “Oh, I sure will, Steve.” With that, Chris' fingers disappeared again into my hole, and again I experienced a scratchy sensation around my muscle. It turned out Chris' nails were longer than the first guy's and it seemed to make a difference. After a short while, he removed his fingers, and sucked one, and offered me the other. I could already tell that the colour had changed too a more pinkish note. Chris grinned “That’s it. Now to add mine for the race to the finish line.” Slowly the head of his cock moved into my hole, followed by the shaft. Even his cock was beautiful. Not massive, but everything in proportion, the head slightly bigger than the shaft, which gave it a mushroom look and felt great as he began sliding in and out of my hole. In addition, his cock was thick. Now, usually I am an active bottom. I grab the top's ass, and pull him in deeper, and likewise play with my partner's nipples, sometimes, even, the guy's hole, or, if our position permits, I try to reach the top's cock, and add to the sensation, but this time, this fuck, it took all I had just to take his cock and keep eye contact with Chris, who was clearly enjoying himself. He was truly versatile. He never broke eye contact and knew exactly what he had to do, but understandably, after all what happened, he didn’t last long. Soon I saw his muscles tensing, his breath became more ragged, his face became redder, and he looked at me almost pleadingly. “Do it,” I moaned. And with a loud moan his cock unloaded itself in me. Fuck, what a feeling. He leaned over, we kissed, he pulled out and I cleaned his cock. He then told me to lay flat on my stomach, and he pushed his semi-hard cock back in and his fingers started slowly running up my back, always starting from my hole, and going in every direction. “Can you feel my babies exploring and conquering your body?” Chris whispered. And just like that I exploded without even touching myself. To be continued...

Part 2 Jason pulled his cock out of his mouth, then spat on my face. Globs of his warm spit covered my cheeks and nose; I was completely covered in saliva. He then took his cock and mixed our saliva on my face. I moaned in ecstasy. "Fucking slut," he said. He reached over to his desk, and pulled out two full, syringes. One was dark red. "You know what's in here?" he asked. I shook my head, still gasping and moaning for his cock. "This red one is yours and has my poz blood in it. One slam and you're guaranteed poz. It also has .6 g of Tina in it. You ready for this slam? Once the need pricks your arm, there's no going back." I hadn't known Jason was poz, and I didn't even care at this point. The idea of having his bug, that he was exerting this power over me and changing my life, that he didn't care about me and just wanted to drug me up and use me like a piece of trash... that was overwhelming. Without hesitation, I screamed, "YES! SLAM ME WITH THAT POZ BLOOD!" He tied a tourniquet around my arm and had me make a fist, then slid the needle in. I felt a little prick, and then a hot rush. He released the tourniquet, and my mind exploded. I coughed as my head buzzed and spun. I felt a loosnening and heating of my body. Jason then slammed himself and popped a viagara. I moaned and writhed on Jason's bed, pulling off my tank top and showing off my asshole to him. Jason grabbed my legs and teased my pussy with his hot breath. Then he leaned in and began slurping. I felt his 5' o clock shadow rubbing against my asscheeks like sandpaper. His cold tongue massaged my hole as I flew; I had transformed into a full-fledged poz tweaking slut, and I was having the ride of my life. I never imagined I'd be begging for cock with empty syringes around me and my face covered in spit. It was a dream come true. He pried my cunt open with his fingers and fucked me with his tongue. I moaned loudly, and my eyes rolled back into their sockets. I was so high I would've done anything for Jason's dick at that point. I wanted load after load in my hole. Jason spat on my ass and rubbed his spit into my hole as I groaned. "My cunt feels so wet," I groaned. "All the better for me to fuck it," he sneered. "Wanna get even higher?" "YES!" I screamed as he hungrily plunged back into licking my asshole. He pulled his face away, then threw me on my back. He repacked the pipe and handed it to me, then grabbed a bottle of car grease and lathered it over my hole. He took a funnel from his drawer and planted it in my ass. The thin funnel planted itself in my ass loosely. He stood up. I had already lit the bowl, and felt the sweet taste of chemicals rushing into my body. He aimed his dick at the funnel and began to piss. I felt the dark yellow liquid trickle into my ass and up my intestines. My stomach churned as his chem piss flooded my system. He pissed for what felt like eternity; my body was full of his juice. He then removed the funnel, and my ass began overflowing, so he planted a butt plug and allowed the piss to sit inside me. At that point, I must've been so high I was bordering on overdosing. It took only what felt like 5-10 minutes for the piss to suddenly get me higher than what I thought was humanly possible. I was flying to the point where I was practically screaming for more cock. In that moment, I achieved nirvana. I realized that my whole life has led up to this: This is my purpose in life. A boy's hole is to be used by men, and he is just a piece of trash to be fucked and fucked again. I didn't care about dying early; this was my mission and goal in life, and I didn't want to do anything else. I wanted to be a chem whore. "Put on your shirt and boots, we're taking a little trip," he told me. I was confused, but I did as commanded. I left his apartment shamelessly, with my cutoffs torn at my ass and a buttplug still crammed in. He threw a coat over me, and we walked downstairs to another apartment. There were four men in the apartment playing poker at a kitchen table with bags of crystal everywhere. My eyes glowed at the sight of the drugs, already hooked. Two of them were burly and hairy, although one was significantly shorter than the other. The last one was an older man, dressed in a business attire with peppery hair. Jason introduced me. The shorter one was Bruce, the big guy was Blake, and the older gentleman was John. "What's that?" Bruce asked. He walked up to me and slid the plug out of my ass. A flood of slampiss flushed out of my hole. He grinned. "Price of crystal's going up. This is our cash cow," Jason said proudly. "Pozzed and hooked on Tina already. I say we break him in." "It's 'it', not 'him'," John corrected. "He's property now." The room spun so much that I couldn't even stand up straight. I must've blacked out for a minute, but I phased back in moments later on a bed at the sight of Jason completely naked. He had a large biohazard tattoo on his chest. His giant, hard dick was brushing up against my asshole, which had been lubed with car grease and vaseline. He had one of the blunts I brought. "Light up, man. We're gonna be using this trash for a long time," Bruce chuckled. The rest of them were passing around a bong as they watched Jason's tip enter my hole. It was large, thicker than any dick I had ever taken. I moaned in ecstasy, having needed his toxic pole inside me for so long. "FUCK ME!" I screamed, and everyone in the room laughed. "Take it, whore," Jason murmured, as he plunged sharply into my ass. I could feel my insides being torn up, but the drugs took away all the pain and kept all the pleasure. It was unbelievable, and I needed him to fuck me harder and faster. "Yeah, fuck that garbage," Blake laughed as he spat on me. Jason smoked the blunt as he quickened his pace. He was fucking my as hard as he could, completely empowered and entranced by the pleasure of plowing up my partied up hole. "OH YEAH! OH-" "Shut the whore up," Blake ordered, and Bruce rammed his dick down my throat before I could finish. Bruce's dick was 6" and fat, a beautiful dick that was almost made for porn. Bruce and Jason fucked my brains out together. Jason pressed the blunt to my lips, and I inhaled without thinking. As my mind floated, I felt happy to finally serve my purpose. Continued in Part 3

I really want to try this, especially with a young bottom who's never experienced it either. It'll be first-time fun for both of us.

that's how I started getting bred. Chems helped, and I'd get totally twacked out, and seek out ugly fat trolls to breed my shitter. This whole 'romantic' notion of picking the 'right' guy is just bullshit. You're getting pozzed up, it should be by the nastiest, raunchiest, sickest pervs possible.

Hot story havent slammed myself "yet" (though i'd love to) but have gotten high enough through snorting and booty bumping that like the original poster all i craved was cock and more cock to the point where i took 17 anon loads in one night from "walk-ins" to my appartment where they found me blindfolded on the bed and ready to receive any and all raw cock. still have no idea who kindly loaded my hole. would have kept going but it was daylight and no one else was around to continue the load count otherwise i would have carried on. for me there's something really hot about being loaded whilst blindfolded, not knowing who booty bumped me then rode my fuckhole i think helps me concentrate on being a better boootom and reinforces the idea of my role as an easy sleazy slutty cumdump fuckhole and i'm all for that