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Around the first of the year, I decided something was missing from my BB fucks. After some soul searching, I decided that taking a load from a poz guy would spark things up for me. So, I began posting on CL. Of course, my first few ads got flagged. But I soon learned how to word a post to avoid that. Some responders turned me on to breedingzone and also related to me how they got pozzed. No, none of them ended up pumping a hot load into me - they were mostly fellow bottoms - but between them and BZ, I sure got a quick education about poz loads and getting bugged up. At first, I guess I'd have been labeled a bug chaser, but I knew all along that even though converting will eventually happen, what intrigued me was the quest. Then I read a post about being a load chaser, rather than a bug chaser, and that summed it up for me. My thrill is in the hunt, not in the kill, or in this situation, converting. However, the quest for hot loads began. I exchanged emails with a few guys. I ended up meeting one guy for coffee. We hit it off and I knew I needed his cock, and his toxic load, though not his "gift," up my ass. Now, my opportunities to fuck are limited. But, he was willing to work with me on that. Also, after douching, I love taking a series of wine enemas. They make me really horny. I've also read that being well cleaned out makes you more fertile for the virus, but if so, that's just part of the thrill for me. Whether or not residual alcohol in there makes my colon safer or less safe is inconsequential. As long as my hole nice and slippery for my top and is not dirty or stinky, then everything is okay. Well, the night to "do the deed" arrived. I was extremely well cleaned out and had enjoyed two wine enemas. They make me so damned horny! Now mind you, I don't want to convert for as long as I can avoid it, just to prolong the quest, but regardless of a guy's VLC, my hole will take any cock's load when drunk. So, he finally arrived. We already knew each other so we dispensed with the "hellos" and got down to getting his cock into my holes. After hitting the bed, totally naked of course, I began sucking his semi rigid cock to "full mast" before lying on my back to take him inside me. Now, I've been barebacking for about 7 years, but this was my first known hot load. After all the raw cocks that have erupted inside me, I know that, after having read a bit on BZ, at least a few have to have been pumping a toxic load in there, just based on the statistics I've read, but this load was going to be different. I knew this was a hot one from a guy not on meds. Though he wasn't recently pozzed with a sky high VLC, but he was still pretty toxic nonetheless, based on his success rate on cobverting neg holes. After sucking his dick to get him nice and hard, for this first known toxic fuck, I laid on my back. I wanted to look into his eyes as he fucked my hole, delivering his charged load deep inside my fertile hole. I guided his cock to my waiting, eager, well lubed hole. It slid easily inside me. His cock - nothing abnormally huge, but not small either in length or girth - felt wonderful as he thrusted deeper and deeper until he was fully inside me, balls deep. We looked into each other’s eyes as he stroked in and out of me. We both knew this fuck could change my life, making us "one." He varied his pace, but took his time. We both knew that it wasn't going to be a one fuck night, and what tonight could mean for my future. At last, he began to build his thrusts in speed and depth. I knew he was going for his climax. He looked into my eyes and asked, "Are you ready for this toxic load?" I nodded, "yes." "The load that could change your life?" I nodded, "Yes." "Beg me for it. Beg me to seed your hole!" "Fuck me with your hot load! Pump every charged up drop into me!" And with that, he began pounding away until he slammed into me really hard, waiting a few seconds between strokes. I knew, from having fucked a lot of pussies, that at the bottom of every stroke, his cock was jetting its semen deep inside me, as I had done to countless cunts from now immemorable women. I gladly accepted his seed, as they had done with mine. I felt a bond with him, as well as to every hole I'd unloaded into as well. I knew how they felt, as receivers of what could be a gift that could change their lives. Finally, he collapsed on top of me. I knew how "they" (my past cunt owners who weren't on the pill at the middle of their cycle) felt. After a while, he rolled off me and we enjoyed a few glasses of wine. Soon, nature took its course and I began sucking his dick again. He rolled me over on my tummy, relubed my hole and then started to mercilessly drill it! He pounded away until he unloaded whatever toxic seed had been left in his balls. Afterwards, he left. Well, I'd also had a backup plan and later got nailed by two other cocks later that night after he left. Of course, I did not ask for their "status." A while back I simply stopped asking, accepting, in advance, the inevitable. Their loads mingled with two, known, fairly toxic loads. It's been eight weeks and I've felt fine - no evidence of the fuck flu. But, another "seeding opportunity" is coming up in a couple of weeks and my toxic friend will be back to see whether or not he can succeed where he's failed before. Not to mention other cocks that will enjoy the use of my hole filled with toxic loads. I wonder whether or not any of those two guys from last time have been feeling well. Neg tops can get infected too, and hey, at the time, I was neg. Still am, for that matter. "For how much longer?" is the question.

The Hunt (Epilogue Part 1) More than two weeks ago I fucked Jason bloody and left him for good. Yet I had to admit, I thought about him now and then. In my eyes he was a slut. I met him in a bar. And although we had never talked to each other before, he invited me into his home and let me fuck the shit of him. By a fortunate circumstance, the condom we used broke and I could convince him, I was ‘positive’ about my health state and so I punch fucked him quite fast and ejaculated all my venom in his cute twink ass. It was a friday night and I was sitting in a leather club with a good pal of mine. His name is Steven. Steven is POZ also and never took medication for so many years. In the past years we had teamed up quite a few times in various bathhouses to distribute our gift to the more or less willing guys. After Steven’s boyfriend of 20 years died of AIDS, he wasn’t so agile anymore. In addition he showed signs of his bodily decline. His face, his whole body was sort of emaciated. While we were chatting along and drank some beer at the bar, we enjoyed looking at some twinks. We were sitting at the bar, but still a bit offside. The bartender wasn’t paying much attention to us and after my bar stool, there was only the wall left. Tonight’s motto was ‘Bare Twink Night’. Twinks would get free drinks if they were under 25 years old and wore…. well, quite nothing. The guys had to be topless. They wore tight pants or jocks and made the audience quite horny, only by looking at them. We chatted along and had a fucking good time, when I saw Jason all of a sudden. Jason was talking to some other guys. Steven caught my look and told me, that this blonde bitch was quite a hotshot. “I know” I replied. “I fucked him two or three weeks ago”. Steven looked at me jealously. “Well done…. with or without…” he asked me. “Are you serious? Without of course!” I announced, playing the shocked. “Good job” Steven laughed out loud and gave me a high5. “What about you? When did you the last time set your babies free” I asked him. “Oh man, you know this is not important to me anymore” Steven answered. Now I was really shocked. “Man – you want me to give you a start up?” I suggested. Steven laughed but turned my offer down. He told me, he wouldn’t have a chance to stick his cock in such a premium anymore. “We will see about that” I told him. “Just remember – leave us alone after ten minutes. And then – don’t come back for another ten minutes. I will see, if I can get this bitch to accept you for a bare ride” I implored him. “And please…. don’t mention anything about Marc (Steven’s late boyfriend) Let’s just say… you both are separated for a while now. Got it?” I poked him. “Well – ok… let’s give it a try” he gave in. So we talked a while until Jason suddenly looked at our direction and I took the chance to establish eye contact and smiled to him. His eyes were beaming and he apologized to his friends and swiftly moved his cunt in our direction. “Hey Scorpion!” he hailed me. “Actually I shouldn’t talk to you anymore” he sulked. “Why in the world is that? I played the stupid; of course I knew it was, because I never had tried to contact him in the last three weeks. I apologized to him and told him I was out of town on business and it was my first night back in. Jason looked like a bitch in heat. He was topless like all the other twink cunts, but he also wore a tight jock which truly revealed more than it hid. Turning my bar stool to him and spread my legs, so he was able to stand nearby and take a good look at my hardening bulge, which he did. “Forgiven?” I asked him. “Forgiven!” he smiled at me and I used that moment and pulled Jason close to me. I caressed his back with my hands and I went further down until I reached his buttocks. I pulled his cheeks wide apart and Jason gasped. I whispered that I missed him. Steven couldn’t believe his eyes. He got a good view of Jason’s tight hole and I extended this view for a couple of minutes, while I kneaded Jason’s ass for quite a while. We french kissed for moment. Steven got a boner himself, just by looking at the tight snatch he might be able to fuck tonight. I broke the kiss and looked stunned. “You are such a sexy whore, you know that?” I said loudly and Jason smiled, like he got the best compliment in his lifetime. I suddenly ‘realized’ that we were not alone and I apologized for my bad manners. I introduced Steven to Jason and vice verca. “I just told Steven what a great fuck you were and how I worked on your ass” Jason looked at me with a slight embarrassment. He turned to Steven and tried to change the subject, but I wasn’t let go so easily. While Jason was now facing Steven I started to finger Jason’s asshole. I thought for a moment he would jump onto Steven’s lap, but then he relaxed and enjoyed the penetration. First I used only one finger to loosen him up, but then I withdrew it and told Jason in front of Steven to suck two fingers of mine. He did it with some humiliation but after it, I went on entering him with those two fingers and one of them had a sharpened fingernail. Jason moaned quite a lot now, although we were talking about general stuff. It was nice to see how much he needed a fuck now. I winked at Steven and he apologized. After he had left I turned to Jason, but still buried my two fingers in him, slightly moving. “I need your dick” he said breathlessly. “I know baby and you will get it” I said and added that I needed a personal favor of him. He told me he would do anything for me. Anything! So I explained to him, that Steven was down lately, because he separated from his boyfriend; they were together for for 20 years. I described their relationship as pure love for such a long time and that Steven was always devoted to his ex and that he needed just a hole to relieve his pressure. Jason didn’t comprehend yet. “I need you to milk Steven with your ass” I finally told Jason. “You promised you would do anything!” I pointed up. He told me that he wanted my dick, not someone else’s cock up his ass. “Come on” I insisted. “You promised you would help me out and in the end you just have to give his cock a good job with your ass – it is not like I am telling you to sell you body.” I told him every human being should have the right to unload himself once in a while in another cunt’s body. “Maybe I was wrong. I thought you would be more helpful.” I sighed deeply. “Can’t I just give him a blow job?” he was already running now at the right direction. “No!” I said firmly. “Of course you have to blow him, because that’s only foreplay anyway. You have to give him the opportunity to fuck your body up the ass and unload into you.” “Without a condom?” he asked fearfully. “You didn’t use a condom with me in the end” I reminded him. “Yes – but I knew, you were clean.” I said softly. “You see and I know Steven was 100 % faithful in his relationship” I explained to Jason. Lies over lies, but I was convincingly. Steven came back in that moment and asked if he was interrupting us. I looked at Jason and he nodded at me. “No, no Steven, but imagine: Jason suggested you could use his cunt to shoot your load into it” he announced. “What?... Why?” he played the role of the unsuspecting. “Scorpion told me about your pressure and that your boyfriend left you and I thought, maybe you would enjoy fucking me. “Fucking you hard” I underlined. “You know Jason, this is the nicest thing, someone ever did for me” he smiled at Jason and pushed two more fingers alongside with mine into Jason’s ass, who now was grimacing. We both felt up his cunt with our fingers and we chewed on his nipples at the same moment. “Now run along and find a stall and fuck your frustration away Steven” I told him. “And you stay in the stall when Steven leaves you. And hold his cum inside your snatch, so I got you lubed up” I ordered Jason. Steven held Jason by the shoulder, so he could not leave without him. He bent down to me and whispered ‘Thank you’ – I whispered ‘Save your piss for later’ and looked at him seriously. He nodded at me. Jason looked back at me, as they left Steven’s seat and it was not his happy face. Steven almost pushed Jason towards the toilets. His cock was aching to get out of his leather pants. He passed one more look at me and was grinning evilly. Jason was ready to receive another highly toxic dick….

I think the most hard-to-believe part of subbottom4u's story is that he actually got laid from Grindr.

I start to loose control over my normal life... Every day I get up in the morning for the purpose of breeding and finding pleasure. I'm getting more and more addicted to breeding and finding new (or used) assholes to breed in a way it interferes with my normal life. I know I was born with the purpose of breeding and spreading my DNA, but Im now at a point in which I literally witness myself loosing my mind to that purpose alone. During the moments I don't actually breed I'm busy finding holes to do so, work out to build more muscles, or watch porn and/or have some solo sessions with my dick. I still pay my bills and go to work, but besides that Im turning into a brainless jock with literally no other purpose than to spread DNA, breed, and go to the gym to maintain those breeding muscles ... Healthy or not... I don't know, maybe you have some thoughts about it. I feel happy being totally breeding-minded, and it feels like the way I should be.

So after years of being quite the slut, I fell in love with a woman and was not out there for over two years. And then.... Last month my hole was just desperate for loving....I partied a little to reduce my inhibitions and make me even hornier, went to the local ABS, and found a decent looking guy with a big thick cock. I sucked him a while with my pants down showing my jock, and eventually he reached around to feel my lubed hole. He spun me around and thrust his 8x6 cock deep in me for 10 blissful minutes, until he shot a nice load inside me. This only whet my appetite. So I went on Grindr for the first time, found a young guy 5 minutes away, and sucked his cock until he came. A little more inhibition lowering, and I sat down on his cock and rode it until I got load 2. Now I was really horny, and Grindr proved perfect. Had three guys consecutively come over to my house, where I bent over the couch and took load after load. Then found a guy at a local hotel who wanted a threesome. Well, it became a foursome...and two of the guys had huge thick cocks. After being tag teamed for almost an hour, they asked if I was loose enough for a DP! And I was! awesome stretching time!!! I thought i was done, but one last grindr guy was desperate so I went home and took one last load. I love love love the feeling of cum dripping out of my hole! Haven't gone back out there since, but my hole is twitching.....

I'm on the exact opposite indeed. Made to spread my seed and make my babies grow inside guys like you (or any willing hole). And indeed the only thing I want is even more assholes to breed.

Last week I met up with a FB in his hotel room for some flip fucking. He's a nice guy about 50, 6' and 220 with gray hair an an average dick. We started fooling around right away and I started off topping him. Its always painful for him so he huffs poppers the entire time. Nevertheless, his ass felt great and there is something so hot about a guy moaning when my cock is up his ass. After a few minutes he pulled away, flipped me over, and began tonguing and fingering my hole. Then his phone beeped. He opened the message and told me a guy he had contacted earlier was at the door, and that he thought the guy was going to flake. Then, without even asking me if I was interested in a three-way, he opened the door to a total stranger. The man who walked in was about 30, 5' 10", 200 pounds with a crew cut and a mean look on his face. He looked me up and down and said, "I only top." He then quickly stripped, revealing a nice thick seven inch curved cock. My friend then slid into my ass as I knelt on the side of the bed. The stranger lay on the bed and directed his cock to my mouth. I started sucking him while milking the growing cock in my hole. A few minutes later my friend thrust deep and grunted as he unloaded in my raw hole. The stranger got up right away and took my friend's place. I huffed on the poppers knowing i would need it to take his girth. Just as the poppers hit my brain, he pushed right in. I moaned into a pillow as he started ploughing me. There was no conversation just the heavy and heavier breathing of the top as his swollen dick rubbed into my prostate and as he muttered "Fag," and "Cumdump," every few thrusts. After a couple of minutes he withdrew, positioned me onto my back, and pushed my legs back over my head, re-entering my abused hole. I took another couple of hits, wrapped my legs around his back and really started to enjoy myself. He kept eye contact the entire time and the angry look on his face was a huge turn on. His pounding got faster. He leaned over, grabbed the sheets, and brought his face inches from mine as he announced "I'm fucking breeding your slutty fucking ass," moaning as he shot deep inside my hole. He was dressed and walking out the door in record time. Just as he was about to leave he turned back and said, "I've seen your ad on BBRT. I've got a few friends that would like to meet you. I'll be in touch." Moments later my friend mounted my cock with a hiss of pain. As he rode me, I could see that the experience had really turned him. It didn't take me long to coat his insides with my own load. I can't wait for the stranger and his friends to message me.

Part 3 I enjoyed my new role very much but the step up to another level was quite a challenge and I had to work really hard during the first three months to master the role and demonstrate that I could deliver for my new company. As a result I didn't have much time for anything else and ended up feeling a bit stir crazy. I hadn't had sex for a while and I was feeling really horny. One Friday afternoon I was planning to leave a bit early and all week I had been really looking forward to going cruising after work. Then my boss asked me to cover a meeting for him. Of course I had to say yes - but I was not best pleased when he told me the meeting was at 5.30pm on Friday. In fact I was really pissed off - who the fuck schedules a meeting at 5.30pm on a Friday? The meeting was with a recruitment consultant who was going to take on a project for us and apparently this was the only time it could be fitted in. I decided to make the best of it and promised myself I would spend the rest of the weekend fucking as many fit guys as I could. At 5.30 I went down to let my visitor in as the office was now closed. It had started raining by now and the guy had got a bit wet coming from the car park. I took him into my office and he took off his jacket. I then got a good look at him for the first time - he was quite young - probably late 20s, early 30s, dark haired, quite slim, with very piercing eyes. He apologized for the timing of the meeting and soon started his presentation. I was feeling quite horny as I watched him, especially as I knew that we were probably alone in the building and would be until the cleaners came in about an hour later. He presented very well and we had a very productive meeting. Towards the end he seemed to become a bit nervous and as he shifted in his seat a bit I thought I could see a bit of a bulge staring to appear at the front of his smart trousers. I looked up and realised that he had caught me looking. He turned away and carried on talking and I noticed that his hand was shaking a little as he pointed something out to me. I was getting hard now myself and I tried to think of something else but I found it difficult to stop my eyes straying back to him as he continued his conversation. He was referring to a document and he said let me show you. He got up and came round behind my desk to stand beside me. There was no mistaking it now - he was standing beside me and the front of his trousers were bulging with the unmistakeable outline of a stiff cock right in front of my eyes. I could feel the tension in the air as he bent over to draw my attention to something and then stood up again. I am normally quite cautious about sex at work but I was very horny and I decided to take a chance. I reached up and rubbed the bulge at the front of his trousers. He sighed and pushed it against my hand - that was all the encouragement I needed. I was fairly sure that there was no one else around so I unzipped his trousers and pulled them down, closely followed by his smart designer underpants. His cock was impressive and, still sitting at my desk, I took it in to my mouth and began to suck him off. His cock seemed to get even bigger as I sucked him and he sighed and took hold of my head, moving it gently back and forward on his cock. After a while I pulled off his cock and motioned to him to turn round. To my delight he pulled his pants right down and bent over and within seconds I had my tongue right up his arse. He had a really fit arse - smooth with just a few dark hairs around the hole and I wasted no time in getting my tongue as far up his hole as I could. After a while he straightened up and I went down to suck his cock again but he pulled me up. I had my cock out my pants wanking as I sucked and rimmed him and now he pulled my pants down and began to suck my cock. All my stress had melted away by now and I was really enjoying this fit lad sucking my cock. There was even better to come when he stopped sucking me after a while and motioned to me to turn round. I pulled my pants right down and bent over my desk as he pulled my bum cheeks apart and began to play with my hole, before getting down and sticking his tongue right up me. I was so turned on by now that I was quite close to coming when he stood up again. I was about to get up when I felt him right behind me and he started rubbing the head of his cock up and down the crack of my arse. I wasn't sure where he was going with this but then I felt him pushing the head of his cock gently but persistently against my arse hole..... Not only had I not had sex for a while, I hadn't been fucked for several months and I knew I couldn't take a cock this size easily. Then I remembered I had been intending to go cruising after work and I had some lube in my bag. I also had condoms as this was in one of the periods where I was barebacking most of the time but still using condoms if the other guy wanted to. I got out the lube and the condoms and put them on the desk. He picked up a condom and looked at me. "Do you want me to use this?" he asked. "Do you want to?" I said. He shook his head and I grinned and told him to go for it. Seconds later I was bent over the desk again, pulling my cheeks apart so that he could push his big cock up my now lubed arse hole. Slowly but surely he pushed it right up me. I was so horny by now that I almost shot my load as he began to fuck me. I hadn't had a cock this big up me for some considerable time and I loved every minute of it as he gave me one of the best and hardest fucks I have ever had. I couldn't help wondering what my management team would say if they could see me with my pants down being fucked bareback in the office by a total stranger. I thought it was probably not the kind of behaviour my company would expect from one of its most senior managers and somehow this made it even more horny. He was really hammering my arse now and he told me he was close to coming. "Do you want it?" he panted, "Do you want my cum?" "Fuck yeah," I moaned and he took hold of the back of my head and pushed me down over the desk as he fucked me even harder. He groaned "Oh fuck, fuck.....fuck!" and pushed right up me four or five time and I knew that I was getting a big load right up my unprotected arse. As he finished coming he reached round and began to wank my cock. It took only four or five strokes before I shot my load all over the desk. When I got home I was feeling horny again and I began to push the cum out my arse as I played with my cock. I knew he had shot a big load - but I have never pushed out so much cum after just one fuck. Not only that, I had to get up during the night and push out some more! It was one of the best experiences I've had and the following evening I went up Hampstead Heath and took a few more loads up my arse. We also scheduled a follow up meeting two weeks later and this time he fucked me on my back on the desk, my pants and trousers on the floor and my legs high in the air as he shot another big load up me. This time he made me suck his cock clean when he pulled it out my arse. All very horny - and no one at work any the wiser..... In my next experience I wasn't at work but the other guy was. I was travelling along the M4 to go to a wedding and was meeting some friends for breakfast beforehand so it was quite early in the morning when I left London. I had booked a hotel and was planning to get changed when I checked in so I was in jeans and T shirt as I drove along feeling in good spirits. I was making good time so I decided to stop for a break. I had a coffee and then, needing to piss, I went in to the toilet. It was quite quiet in there and the only other guy in there was a DHL driver who was taking a piss. He was standing back a bit from the urinal so that I couldn't help seeing his cock as he pissed. I knew he had seen me looking and, as he was washing his hands, I could see him looking at me in the mirror and I knew he was cruising me. He dried his hands as I finished pissing and I was fairly sure he had motioned to me to follow him. I followed him out the toilet at a discreet distance, hoping that I hadn't somehow misread the signs... I followed him up to the back of the almost deserted car park and he looked round quickly before disappearing into the wooded area at the back of the car park. I couldn't find him at first, but when I did, he wasted no time in getting my cock out and going down on me. He was very fit looking - mid 30s, dark haired, stocky and somehow very straight looking in his red and yellow uniform. I took my turn sucking his cock and after a while motioned to him to turn round. He shook his head. I told him I just wanted to see his arse and maybe lick it a bit. He hesitated and then slowly turned round. He pulled his trousers and pants down and bent over. I went down and pulled his hairy arse cheeks apart before pushing my tongue right up his hairy hole. I rimmed him for a while and he was obviously really in to it. After a while I stood up and rubbed my cock against his wet arsehole. He shook his head. "No way, mate." he said. I got back down behind him and pushed my tongue up his arse again. I was close to coming now and I stood up and, thinking I had nothing to lose, I pushed my cock against his arse again. This time he didn't resist and I pushed a bit harder and the head of my cock went up his hole. I began to push my cock up him, fairly sure that it was only a matter of time before he stopped me, but he didn't and slowly but surely I pushed my bare cock right up him. He grunted and bent forward, wanking as I began to fuck him. It didn't take either of us long to come - after about ten or twelve thrusts I shot my load right up his hairy arse and he shot his on the ground in front of him. He didn't say anything when I pulled out - he just pulled his pants and trousers up and was gone. When I came out of the woods he was climbing into his delivery van and I watched as he drove out the service station to carry on with his deliveries - now with a nice big load of cum up his arse. Some months later I was asked to join the interview panel for a team manager's role up in the West Midlands office. We interviewed for two days and on the second day we interviewed a lad called Adam. He was in his late 20s, slim and dark haired and as we interviewed him I was fairly sure I had seen him somewhere before, but I couldn't remember where. He was smartly dressed in a suit, shirt and tie for his interview and I knew he had been dressed casually when I had seen him. Then I remembered - I had been at Boltz in Birmingham a few weeks before and Adam had been in there. I had first noticed him sucking the cock of a fit, tall ginger lad and, as there was not much happening at that moment, I had watched from a discreet distance as the ginger lad pushed his pants right down and leaned against the wall as Adam sucked him off. They were joined by a third guy - a fit skinhead who wasted no time getting his cock out. I watched as Adam sucked first one and then the other before standing up, dropping his pants and bending over. The skin head went first. He stood behind Adam, who must have been lubed or had already been fucked, because the skinhead had no difficulty pushing his cock right up him. I love watching fit lads fuck bare and I watched as both the skinhead and then the ginger lad fucked Adam and shot their loads right up him. I found it hard to concentrate on the interview as I relived this horny scene in my mind. Adam interviewed well and came close to being appointed although in the end we went with another candidate. But It really turned me on to know that the lad sat in front of us in his smart suit liked to take loads up his arse and I couldn't help thinking what a turn on it would be if he had a load up him when we interviewed him. The ideat of guys having sex at work has always turned me on and I have heard one or two horny stories from some of my friends. One of my friends told me how he had been cruised by a lad who worked in Starbucks one afternoon and had followed him into the toilet where the lad had sucked his cock and then bent over the toilet and let my friend fuck him bareback and cum up his arse. Another of my friends who is in his mid 30s told me he had been in hospital for a minor operation. He said it was a private hospital and the service was excellent. He told me it had got even better when one of the agency nurses, a dark haired, slim young Irish lad, had sucked him off in his room one night, before bending him over and pushing his cock right up my friend's arse and fucking him until he shot his load right up him. I remembered a few years before I had been I Hamburg with my partner. We were staying in a gay hotel in the St Georg area and as we checked in and went up the stairs to our room a slim, 20 something blond lad was cleaning the corridor area. He was wearing shorts and a T shirt and, as he bent over, his T shirt rode up and I had a great view of the top of his pants and his arse crack. He saw me looking and grinned at me as he stood by to let us pass. I could smell the sweat on him as I passed him and I turned round as we passed him and he was looking straight at me. Fortunately my partner didn't notice and a little while later I suggested going out for a walk for some air. My partner said he would rather have a rest but said I should go..... It was shortly before my partner and I split up and it had been obvious for some time that a split was on the cards. We had not had sex for some time and it was unlikely that this was going to change. I had sex with a few guys, always with a condom but I had been getting more and more tempted to fuck bare... When I went along the corridor the blond lad was working in an empty bedroom with the door open. He looked up as I looked in the door at him and a very short time later the door was shut and my cock was out and in his mouth. He sucked me for a while and, just as I was getting close to blowing my load in his mouth he stood up, pulled his shorts and pants down and bent over the bed. I had not fucked bareback for quite a few years but I didn't hesitate as he reached round and pulled my cock towards his sweaty arse. My cock slid up him so easily that I couldn't help wondering if I wasn't the first guy to fuck him that day. I knew I shouldn't be doing it without a condom - for all sorts of reasons - and I guessed from the way he had cruised me and the fact that he had offered his arse so willingly that he probably fucked bareback with quite a few of the hotel guests. I knew this should probably concern me, but it didn't. I hadn't cum for over a week and I enjoyed every minute of fucking this lad without a condom and shooting a massive load of cum right into his arse..... Part 4 to follow

Met up with a 43 year old muscle guy while in SF for work. Found him on grindr, his pics were amazing and his cock looked huge. Said he preferred to fuck bare (duh, who doesn't?). He came to my hotel room, and used my throat for a half hour before poppering me up and stretching out my hole with his 8.5'' undetectable cock. I haven't ever had my ass used like that before, he had my vision fading in and out he fucked me so good and blew 2 loads deep in my boyhole. My ass is still tender.

Throughout college, Clay began experimenting with one night stands. He was still pretty nervous about exploring his sexual side lest anyone find out about his constant fantasies of sucking hot older Men off and making them bust their nut. He especially fantasized about servicing two guys at once, and letting them get a little rough with him just so they could get off and leave without so much as a good bye. Even though he was a dedicated student, and didn't even drink until the end of his freshman year, his obsession with giving head was always on his mind. He learned that there were spots around campus that men were known to cruise. He secretly chose to study in a certain part of the universities library, hoping he might get the opportunity to blow some hot upper Classmen. His interests in porn had grown as well. He liked both straight and gay porn as long as the scene paid attention to the hot guys face as he came. Rough porn especially turned him on as he imagined getting dominated by a hot masculine Top or even better, a straight guy who decided to let him take his cock down his throat. Eager as he was, his sex life was still pretty tame and the fantasies always seemed a little too scary to act out in person. If only he could find a way to let the sex freak inside of him out. Cut to a couple years later when Clay had moved to New York city. They were Men everywhere, and sexual energy was felt everywhere he went. Going out to gay bars he often met some hot guy in his late 30s or 40s to hook up with. He liked Men in New York, because they were not shy about telling him what they wanted him to do. And as soon as they shot their load he got to pack up and head home or back to the bar for more. One day Clay met up with a hot guy he had met online who liked to fuck around while wearing suits. He sent Clay a few pictures which showed him fully suited with a big hard dick pulled through the fly of his pants. His face was Masculine with a tough expression. He reminded clay of a bunch of those Wall Street exec types he always fantasized about it Grand Central Station. The guy was 43 and smoking hot, and after Clay sent him some pics of his lean 22 yr old body, the Man invited him over. "Where a suit" he said. Clay got dressed in his only suit, charcoal grey with a light blue tie and cabbed it to a high-rise on the upper Eastside. Nervous yet eager to please, Clay got permission from the doorman to head upstairs in the elevator. He stood outside this suited Mans door and took a deep breath before knocking. The door opened, and there stood the hottest man in a suit Clay had ever seen. Chiseled features, well groomed short brown hair, a suit tailored to his muscular body, cold blue eyes, and a deep voice that said "get in and get down on your knees". Clearly in control of the situation, the Man then said " I have to go to a dinner party in 15 minutes, so you better fucking get me off". With that, the Man told Clay to lick his wing tipped shoes. Clay had never done this before, but he liked being told what to do so he followed orders like a good boy. When the man ordered him to sit back up, there was a very thick 8.5" cock in his face. "Open your mouth kid" the Man said. Clay opened his mouth and leaned forward to place the swollen head in his mouth, when he felt the Man's hands grab him by the back of his head, and thrust his big cock all the way down Clay's throat in one hard push. Clay saw stars, and instantly started to gag, but the Man held him there for a few seconds. When he pulled Clay of his cock to let him get some air, he said " you better get me off fucker". And again thrust his cock all the way down this gagging boys throat holding it there again saying "take the whole dick down your throat you fucking faggot". He then began to pump his cock back-and-forth down Clay's throat. He didn't seem to care that Clay was gagging, and had streams of spit pouring out the corners of his mouth and tears running down his cheeks. He just fucked his throat with power and aggression, and his face tilted upward in lust. Clay just stayed there frozen, allowing this Man to pump his throat full of fat cock. Yes it hurt, but Clay realized he had never been more turned on than he was in this moment. His dick was leaking pre-cum which was causing his pants to get a wet spot, and his throat loved the feeling of being filled by this suited Man's penis. Suddenly he realized how hungry he was, and at that very moment the Man began to speed up his pace. "I can feel my nuts getting ready to dump a load kid, where do you want it?" Clay with his mouth and throat packed was unable to reply. The Man answered for him and said "you're gonna take it then" and as Clay's eyes got a desperate hungry look in them, the Man pumped even harder until he said "oh fuck" and pushed his dick all the way into the back of Clay's throat where Clay felt each pulsing throb as this sexy fucking suited guy unloaded his nut down into his stomach. The Man held Clay's head which was now buried deep in his crotch and instructed clay to milk every last drop out with his throat. "Swallow kid, I don't want to fucking see any cum when I pull out." Again Clay did as he was told, and swallowed this older Man's nut and milked his softening dick with his throat. As the man pulled out, Clay tried to speak but found his voice was too hoarse. The Man said, Time for you to go, thanks for the blowjob. As Clay got off his knees wiped his face and realized what a mess his shirt and tie was, not to mention the front of his pants, he was stopped at the door. The man said "hey, A good cock sucker like you should check out craigslist, I think you'll be very popular." Before Clay could answer, the man closed the door.

I discovered the joy of getting gangbanged in a totally unplanned spontaneous session. Was at a friend's pool party and after dark when everyone was pretty well trashed from a full day of drinking the sex got started and and went on for hours. At first my boyfriend and I were only watching but after a while we were so horned up from watching the fun that we ended up joining the party and he fucked his load in me on one of the chaise lounges around the pool. Was my first experience having sex in public with others watching and I was blown away by the experience. It felt so good being a slut and knowing that other guys were getting off watching me be a dirty whore. Another bottom was getting gang fucked and loaded up on the diving board and when he couldn't take it anymore my boyfriend dared me to take his place. I was horny and said WTF and laid on my back with my legs in the air on the diving board. Wasn't long before I was getting gangbanged by several tops and taking their loads. It felt amazing to get fucked with my ass full of cum and the more I got the more I wanted. I had always enjoyed bareback porn and fantasized about what it would feel like to be the cum sloppy bottom taking multiple cocks and loads but prior to this experience I was always very conservative and selective about who I let cum in my ass. Needless to say, that was the night I found out I loved being a cumdump. My ass was full of cum and making "squishing" sounds as I got fucked repeatedly. As hot as that "squishing" sound was the feeling of all that cum in my ass was even hotter. Ended up taking 5 cocks and loads before I was done. Guess who was next on the diving board and took 4 loads? My boyfriend. That night was the start of our journey into bareback depravity and it wasn't long before we started hanging out at bathhouses and the back room at our favorite club being cum craving bottom sluts. We broke up years ago but remained friends and fuck buddies and still to this day hang out together 3 or 4 times a year and go to bathhouses and sleazy clubs to be used as cumwhores. So, to answer the question, for me getting gangbanged and filled with cum is an amazing experience.

Father’s day surprise Daniel at 19 years old, 5’10” tall with sandy brown hair and green eyes, athletic, smart and what most would consider very good looking, he was a son that would make any dad proud. He had done drama productions in the fall and played baseball in the spring, throughout his high school years, girls and guys would swoon when he entered a room, and he seemed inseparable from his best friend and partner in crime, Mike I’m Eric, believe it or not I’m only 35, with a hot 19year old son who now lives with me, doing the math, I was 16 when Daniel was born, a near virginal birth, you see I never had sex as a youth, unless you count masturbation. That pissed off my girlfriend (beard) at the time, as she was always trying to get me to do her, but she just didn’t get a rise from me. She somehow managed to steal my semen and impregnate herself. Karen was a bitchy cheerleader and wanted my baby, after all, I was captain of the football team, straight “A” student taking AP classes, 6’1 150# dishwater blonde hair and the ultimate catch for her. She managed to make it through the semester then disappeared during the summer returning with an adorable baby boy in the fall, DNA test proved Daniel to be of my linage, which bolstered my reputation, one which I did not deserve, I might add, and made me even more popular, and allowing me to stay in the closet. I experimented a little in gay sex in college, determining I really liked guys but I still refused to come out, preferring casual hook ups, always safe, and occasional fuck buds, usually in other towns as I traveled a lot after college getting my business up and running. When Daniel was 10, Karen sent him to live with me, as she could no longer handle his behavior, or the pranks that he and Mike would pull. I had built up a successful business by then and could give Daniel a good home life, whereas Karen had fallen in with the wrong crowd and I suspect CPS was soon to intervene anyway. Having this precocious little 10 year old put a cramp in my sex life but I loved him, and was willing to sacrifice my pleasures to make sure he was taken care of. Although I did manage to find hookups when Daniel was in school, and when he would spend the night over at Mike’s and when I would go away on business trips the local baths played host to my sexual desires, and there was always the internet. At 13 Daniel came to me and confessed he liked boys more than girls. We had a chat about it and he promised me he would abstain from physical sexual contact till he meet the right guy or 18 which ever came first, I chuckled at that and we were happy to know he felt comfortable with his sexual identity. Mike and Daniel were neighbors and classmates from third grade on, Mike’s parents moving to my side of town when he was around 10, our town being a small rural community it didn’t change what schools either r boy attended and they remained stuck like glue, though I had to reel them in on the pranks to maintain their good citizenship in the community. They both went out for the same plays and sports teams, Mike seemed to be over at our place as much as he was at his own. Mike was a hot stud just like Daniel at 6’2”175# of solid muscle, he too was 19 and athletic and smart. This story started with Mike about a year ago when he asked me to help him plan a birthday party for Daniel’s 18th birthday, what I didn’t know at the time was his plans for what would become the birthday party then the lockdown birthday bash. The party was scheduled just a couple weeks into the fall semester of the local community college, guest started arriving around 4:30 a mixed crowd of late teen guys and gals, we mingled for a couple hours had appetizers and beverages appropriate for the age range had cake and sang happy birthday to Daniel, opened a few presents then the crowd started to thin, I noticed it was mostly hot guys sticking around, and a few late arrivals, I told Danny and Mike I was bushed and headed up to my room, I could still hear the small remaining crowd downstairs as I relaxed on my bed slowly drifting into a sleepy nap. I had stripped to a tank top and basketball shorts commando as usual as I lay on top of the covers drifting in and out. About a half hour later I felt a weight get on the bed then a pair of hands wraparound me, a pair of lips met mine and began kissing me, my cock began stiffening as a second pair reached under the flimsy material and began stroking my cock. As I opened my eyes to find Mike kissing me, a pair of lips engulfed my throbbing penis, I glanced down to see Daniel with half my cock in his mouth, working it expertly, Mike continued to work my nipples beneath the tank before lifting it over my head as Daniel pulled my shorts down so he could have better access to the jewel that produced him. I looked around and the perimeter of the room was filled with hot young men, bare ass naked watching my boy and his best friend seduce me, many were wanking, others were making out. Daniel began licking my balls and his finger found my manhole and began caressing it, Mike worked down my chest past my nipples realigning his body so I was face to face with his junk I had never even entertained the idea of having sex with my son, his friends maybe, but I thought I had kept that pretty much to myself and the internet porn I watched and here I was presented with the opportunity to suck my sons best friend while he worked my cock and hole. While his friends watched was kinky in my mind, Daniel was beginning to rim my hole as Mike started sucking my cock, it felt like I was dreaming as the over stimulation of my neither regions took over my rational thought. Daniel and mike started making out around my now rigid cock, the Mike scooted up and presented his cock for me to suck as Daniel straddled my torso lowering himself down onto my cock “Daddy you told me to save myself for the right guy, so both Mike and I want you to take our cherries tonight in front of all these witnesses” With that he pressed his virgin ass down onto my cock, taking in my fat mushroom head, his eyes bulged out at the initial shock of pain and tears formed at the corners, he lifted off my cock as a drop of precum dribbled out, I grabbed some lube from the nightstand and handed it to Daniel who applied it to his hole then slid back onto my cock, stretching him wider as he took another inch into his boycunt. He slowly edged himself down my 9 inch shaft, impaling himself on his father’s rock hard cock. I was deep throating Mike as Daniel began riding my cock, I was meeting his downward slides with an upward thrust, fucking into my son as deep as I could go. After about a half hour I blasted my load into my son’s raw hole, somewhat of a first for me as I almost always played safe. Daniel whispered in my ear ”Dad, now that you’ve bred me, can you breed my boyfriend?” With that he pulled off of me and Mike slid down my still hardened phallus. Daniel bending over to let Mike rim his cummy ass. The evening progressed from there to an all-out orgy, the others in the room moving in to join in on the sex. I must have took at least a half dozen loads that night and my boy took just as many, along with his best friend/boyfriend. The others started getting dressed and drifting away around 3 in the morning as my son and Mike cuddled up to me, no longer a need to hide my sexual activities from Daniel, since it was evident that he and Mike would becoming a staple in my activities. I had almost always played safe up until that night with the boys, the exceptions generally with regular fuck buds who I knew to be neg. at the time. While I fantasied about hot bare sex, I was just too scared to take the risk. That all changed after Daniel’s 18th birthday party/orgy, call me a convert but I realized I liked feeling raw cock in my ass as well as sliding my bare tool in some hot stud. I soon set up accounts on BBRT and other bareback sites and soon found I had developed a kinky side, somehow finding my way to breeding zone. It took about six months or so and I started fantasizing about chasing the bug and stopped asking status of the guys I hooked up with, while Daniel and Mike were away. Mike moved in to Daniels room about two months after his birthday party and they would routinely end up sleeping in my bed, with many mornings waking to find them taking turns on my rod as I lay in that state between sleep and being awake, vying to see who could end up with my seed. Not sure but I think they would hack into my computer and spy on dear old dad and his proclivities. Over the next year while they attended community college we would throw sex parties and we would all end up filled with cum. I got to know some of their close friends biblically and almost never ran out of young bucks to fuck and fill with my baby batter, or take their young meat into my holes. One such party was last night, Saturday before Father’s day, it started out as a barbecue with some friends on the deck and soon I was deeply impaled on my son’s cock, followed by Mike’s impressive tool, then about five of their friends filled me up, before allowing me to slide into a hot new blonde twink boy, that they had just met a few weeks ago at school. He was tight, claimed he mostly topped, which I can understand with a 10 inch cock hanging between his legs, he was a moaner when getting plowed and quite vocal when plowing a hole, I think I even heard him proclaim “Take my dirty seed” to one hot red head he was plowing. That just got my juices flowing faster as I pounded his boycunt. I later learned he was just 18 and just a freshmen at the local university. I fucked him for a good 10 minutes before I felt that familiar tingle in my balls and soon filled his guts with my seed, clenching my ass cheeks tightly together to keep my own loads from leaking out. As I blasted his hole I started to remember he was one of the guys who had filled me earlier, I blasted a couple more squirts before pulling out and he swung around and cleaned off my tool then kissed me passionately, winking back as he walked away, later that evening as the boys cuddled with me under the stars, they asked if I had, had fun, I replied yes, and as the final guest left we all cuddled into bed. I awoke late and wandered down to the kitchen, a note was on the table which read "Hey, Dad. Mike and I are heading to the lake for some fun. Feel free to come out and join us. We’ll be at the north beach area. You know where. BTW, Happy Father’s day." Clipped to the note were two pieces of paper, HIV test slips, both about nine months old, one with Danny’s results, and one with Mike's results. Both were poz.

I've been sucking cock behind my girlfriends back for nearly thirty years ever since some dirty old man caught me looking at his big cock and told me to get on my knees and suck him off. I couldn't believe how much it turned me on to be used like some slut by an old man in public and he could see it and started calling me a filthy little cocksucking faggot. I was so turned on I shot my load all over the floor without even playing with myself and I stayed hard he laughed and said I think you're going to sucking lots and lots of cocks now your a cocksucker aren't you? Oh god no I like girls. Well you love cock more don't you? No. No you don't want to suck my cock then? I'm not sure. Ok no more for you. Ugh can't I carry on for a while. Not unless you ask me nicely. Ugh ok please let me carry on. If you want to suck my big cock tell me that you are a cocksucking little faggot that loves sucking dirty old men off in public. No I can't im not gay. No but now you've suck cock your a cocksucker for life. Oh god I can't believe how much i loved having your cock in my mouth your right I want to suck your cock please let me. Ok but if I let you suck my big cock I want your name and address ok? Ugh why? So you will be my cock slave anytime I need you or I will visit your parents and tell them that you have been sucking old men off in public toilets. No please don't just let me suck your cock this time only. Oh no no deal I'm going home. Oh no please don't leave. Well tell me your name and address and what you are. Oh ok my name is Steve Perry and I'm a filthy little faggot that love's sucking cock. Now that's better open your mouth and do what you're going to be doing for the rest of your life. Yes that's it good boy suck that big cock oh yes you will be coming back here every day looking for cock won't you cocksucker? I can't understand why but It turns me on so much I think your right I won't be able to resist coming here looking for men to suck. Yes that's right now you've suck a real man's cock your a cocksucker for life and you don't even care that you are on your knees in a filthy public toilet sucking an old man's dirty smelly old cock while being watched do you? Ugh what oh god no. Don't stop it's ok they can see your a cocksucker so carry on doing what you were born for I bet if you ask nicely they will let you suck their cocks as well. Oh god I've been caught sucking cock please don't tell anyone. Oh if you want us to keep quiet you will have to suck all of us off as well. Oh god ok. I can see your going to busy here tonight sucking cock after cock like a dirty cocksucking faggot look at how much you love sucking my big cock you love it don't you? Oh god yes it's turning me on sucking you off in front of other men god I want more cock. That's if good little cocksucker your going to make me cum oh god yes I'm cumming oh yes you like that don't you look at him this is the first time he's sucked cock and he's swallowed all my cum and sucking me clean I think he wants more don't you? Mmm yes please. I'm going home so enjoy yourself cocksucker I will be in touch. So there I was on my knees sucking old men off like some dirty little slut and I loved it I was now a cocksucker and I've sucked at least 500 cocks since then and I now want to fully submit to cock I want to be filmed sucking cock and have it posted online to expose me as the cocksucker I am.

Before we knew his name, we called him Neighbor Boy. Brian saw him first. On a gorgeous Saturday in May, I walked into the kitchen to see my husband jacking his fat dick while sneaking glances out the window. When he heard me approach, he flashed a piggish grin and motioned me over. That’s when I caught my first glimpse of Neighbor Boy. He was shirtless, maybe 18 or 19, and hauling boxes into his family’s new home. His face, square-jawed and intense, was still boyish in a lot of ways, but you could easily see the drop-dead-handsome man he was becoming. And to make things even hotter, he was obviously packing a man-size piece of meat, judging from the package bouncing between his legs. As sweat ran down the ridges of his abs, his shorts began to slip past the beltline, exposing just a bit of what appeared to be a bubble-perfect jockbutt. My eyes followed the dark line of sweat forming between his asscheeks; I wanted to bury my face in the fresh boy-musk around his crotch, his pits, his fuckhole. Brian turned to me with an evil grin. “That boy is ours,” he said, still furiously jacking his cock. Then, with a grunt, he sprayed three powerful volleys of thick, unmedicated poz cum across the kitchen sink. * * * Brian and I have been together for 10 years. I’m 35; he’s 40. People tease us about looking like twins, and I can see why: we both have dark brown hair, beards, and hairy chests. We also have cocks that are roughly the same size, about 8.5” by 6.5”. And when our big dicks spring out of our jockstraps at the same time, we can usually turn a run-of-the-mill bottomboy into a trashy, knocked-up dickpig in no time at all. It wasn’t always that way. Back when we met, Brian was a top. I was vers, but I wouldn’t let him fuck me raw. My reasoning was simple: I was neg, he was poz. And then one night, he invited me to his house for a homemade dinner. It was my birthday, and he’d hinted at some kind of surprise. I had no idea what was in store: halfway through my first cocktail, I started to slur my speech. I remember asking him what was going on, but Brian just stood there, grinning like a demon and rubbing his cock through his jeans as I slipped into unconsciousness. When I woke up, I found myself suspended in midair, my body swinging back and forth in a steady rhythm. In my drugged-up stupor, it took me a few minutes to realize that I was directly underneath a large mirror on the ceiling. Very slowly, I managed to process the image I saw in the mirror: for some reason I was naked, with my legs splayed wide and arms tied back. I’d heard of slings, but I’d never been in one. And just then, it dawned on me that my body was swinging back and forth in a steady rhythm because a total stranger was pounding my hole. That’s when I heard Brian’s voice cut through the noise in that dark, crowded, sweat-stenched room: “The second booty bump definitely woke him up,” he said. Right about then, the guy fucking me started to convulse, and everyone in the room shouted encouragement as he thrust in and out of my hole frenetically. Next I heard a loud round of clapping and grunting from the crowd, followed by an odd sensation of warmth and wetness when that cock pulled out of me. My hole released the stranger's mushroom head with a subtle *pop*, and then I suddenly felt an emptiness in my ass, as if my knocked-up cunt somehow wasn’t complete anymore without a raw dick lodged deep inside. But the emptiness didn’t last. Within a matter of seconds, I felt the familiar contours of Brian’s cock inside me. “Hey, baby,” he said, his big dick making an unfamiliar sloshing sound as he fucked away. “That was load number four, and you've just begun. It’s your birthday, remember? My gift is to get you fuckin’ pregnant. You want another poz load?” I stared at him, uncomprehending. Then my eyes grew wide as I realized what all this meant. “No,” I said. “Fuck no. I don’t want to be sick. You know that. What the fuck are you doing?” “Oh, please—you have no idea what you want,” he replied. “From the moment we met, I saw right through you. You’re just another clean-cut, handsome boy waiting for somebody to give you permission to be a cumpig. I mean, just look at your dick right now—it’s harder than I’ve ever seen it.” I glanced down at my cock, and I could see it dripping beads of precum onto my abs. Meanwhile, Brian kept pounding me. “Your dick seems to be a few steps ahead of your brain at the moment, because your dick knows what you need,” he said. “And what you need, little piggy, is an ass full of fresh poz loads. Don’t worry—your brain will catch up to your cock before the night’s through. Until then, we’ll just gangrape you full of poz seed, OK?" "FUCK YOU." "Sorry, bud, but I'm pretty sure it's the other way around. You're the one getting fucked tonight, remember? You're getting fucked and bred and, if you're really lucky, maybe even pozzed. So...are you ready to beg for another dirty load, boy?” “Fuck no, Brian. I don’t want this. Fucking stop, OK? STOP.” He didn’t stop. Instead, he nodded to someone behind me, and I was quickly muzzled and blindfolded. Brian stopped thrusting for a moment, lodging his cock deep in my hole, and ordered me to stay perfectly still unless I wanted to get hurt. In the stillness that followed, someone wrapped a tourniquet around my bicep. I felt a pinch in my arm, and the tourniquet came loose. Almost immediately, I gasped as a wave of dark energy rushed to my chest, my lungs, my cock, my ass. I coughed violently, and I struggled to catch my breath while the dark wave kept crashing through my nervous system. And just as Brian predicted, that's when my brain finally caught up with my cock. I was in heat. I loved the feeling of Brian's raw dick pounding me full of toxic seed. And by the end of the night, I would whimper and moan anytime my hole wasn’t stretched around a charged-up cock. I'd been transformed from a neg condom queen to a bareback slampig in a matter of hours. In the years since, Brian and I have developed a knack for initiating young men into the world of chemsex, feeding drugs to unsuspecting boys before knocking them up. The hottest of all, I think, was the seduction of Brian’s college-age nephew. And it didn’t happen on just any night, either, but on the night of our wedding. This kid was a hot little faggot with a naturally hungry butt. He was deeply closeted, but Brian and I saw right through him in a second. So after flirting with him on the dancefloor, then feeding him our dicks in a restroom stall, we took him back to the honeymoon suite, smoked him out with the glass pipe, and slathered Tina-laced lube all over his fratboy fuckhole. Within 15 minutes, he was taking a seat on my raw cock and bouncing on it like a natural-born bitch. Eight hours (and two giant slams) later, Brian’s fratboy nephew was a confirmed chemwhore, proudly spreading his wrecked fuckhole while it oozed loads from 11 strangers. Even then, he was still shoving fingers hungrily into his cunt, pleading for another slam of Tina in his arm. Instead, we dropped him off at our dealer’s house with instructions to push every boundary possible until this boy was corrupted through and through. Our dealer didn’t disappoint, and within a month or two our fratboy nephew was a slampig escort with a real talent for getting double-fisted. We couldn’t be prouder. * * * The day after we saw Neighbor Boy for the first time, we introduced ourselves to his parents. Over the course of a 30-minute conversation that included far too many details about the sister we didn’t care to meet, we found out exactly what we needed to know: Neighbor Boy’s name was Dalton, and he was finishing up his senior year at McKinley High. He’d just turned 18. He had a steady girlfriend named Melissa, and he’d landed a scholarship to be a kicker for one of the state university football teams. “Oh, and one more thing,” Dalton’s father said to us. “We’ll be chaperoning our daughter’s class trip to Washington, D.C. at the beginning of June. Dalton is perfectly capable of running the house by himself for a week, but could you just make sure he doesn’t throw any giant keggers? We’d really appreciate it.” We nodded eagerly, because we’d found our window of opportunity. As the conversation wrapped up, we slipped our hands in our pockets, attempting to hide the bulges from our rapidly hardening cocks. * * * When Brian and I returned home, we closed the door and fell into a deep, sloppy kiss. We would do whatever necessary to fill all of Dalton’s holes with chems. And if we had our way, he’d be going to college in the fall with poz blood flowing through his veins. “I wonder if Jesse knows Dalton,” Scott said. “That could be hot.” I nodded and grabbed my phone. “Let’s give him a ring.” We love Jesse because he’s an evil pig. But we love him even more because he’s an evil pig who happens to look like a blond, buff Mormon. And it doesn’t hurt that he’s hung like a lumberjack. Like Dalton, he’s a senior at McKinley, and we’d initiated him about six months earlier after chatting him up on a bareback fetish site. We pozzed him on the day after his 18th birthday. He was already entertaining some very dark fantasies by the time we found him—apparently he’d been watching bareback porn and trolling fetish chatrooms for years. But unlike most of the naïve little faggots we corrupt with chems and impregnate with toxic seed, Jesse was eager to get slammed into the stratosphere, and he required no encouragement to spread his muscled boybutt for our poz dicks. And now, in the months since his seroconversion, he’s been helping us lure boys to the world of chem-fueled bareback fucking. Jesse answered my call right away. Yes, he said, he was pretty good friends with Dalton, who was basically the hottest guy in the entire fucking school. We asked if Jesse was planning to hang out with Dalton anytime soon. Yes, he replied: he’d be at Dalton’s pool party the following weekend. “You guys should come, because a lot of the parents will be there,” he said. “I’ll tell Dalton to invite you. And I'll tell you something else: everybody at school would swear he’s straight, but I just don’t know. I get a weird vibe from him. Maybe not a gay vibe, but like a curious vibe.” “So you’re saying there might be a faggot buried deep inside that boy?” I asked. “Just a hunch,” Jesse replied. “Well, in that case,” said Scott, “it’s time for us to get deep inside Dalton and find out.” MORE SOON...

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

I'm always a bit careful about sex at work as I am now in a very senior position in the company but I've always found sex at work a real turn on and sometimes I give in to temptation..... Last summer I got friendly with one of the HR Advisors at work, a tall, thin, geeky looking dark haired guy with glasses in his early thirties - a look I really go for. We worked together on an HR issue and I got to know him quite well. We flirted quite a bit but I knew he had a partner so I didn't think it would go any further than that. One night I was working late in the office and he came round for a chat. The conversation went a bit further on this occasion and we started talking about relationships and sex. He indicated that he wasn't getting much sex from his boyfriend and admitted he was really horny. He said he didn't want to cheat, but sometimes he was really tempted....... It wasn't too long before my pants were down and he was down sucking my cock. He'd already mentioned that we were the only two left in the building so there was nothing to stop us. He sucked me for a while and then I pulled him up. I unzipped him, pulled his trousers and pants down to his knees and took his cock in to my mouth. He signed and I began to suck him. He had told me that his boyfriend wasn't into rimming and said that the thing he missed most was a tongue up his arse. After I had sucked him for a while, I turned him round and he bent over. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his arse. He groaned and I began to lick his hole. He pulled his pants right down and pushed his arse into my face, giving little satisfied moans as I pushed my tongue as far up his hole as I could. After a while I stood up. I took hold of my cock and began to rub it over his wet arsehole. He groaned. I decided to see how far he was willing to go and I began to push my cock against his hole. He didn't resist and soon the head of my cock was up his arse. I pushed further and slowly but surely my cock entered his arse. He didn't say anything - he just bent further over the desk and pushed his arse back. I was fully up him now. I gave him a moment to get used to my cock and then I began to fuck. I fucked him right there in the office, his pants and trousers at his ankles and after a while I shot my load right up him. I thought the guilt might kick in when he pulled up his pants but he was fine and a few weeks later we had the office to ourselves again.. He pulled his pants and trousers down below his arse and bent over and I fucked him from behind. On that occasion I had been working really hard and hadn't cum for almost a week so he went home with a really big load up his arse. We've done it a few times now and he's never referred to the fact that we are fucking bareback. None of our colleagues have any idea that I have now dumped several loads up him. I've always found the idea of guys having sex at work a turn on. When I was a student in Glasgow in the early eighties I would often get fucked in public toilets and parks and I would often sit in my lectures with a load of cum in my arse. One of the public toilets near the university was always very active early in the mornings with people on the way to work and students on the way in to uni and I often used to see a smart young ginger haired guy in a suit in there sucking cock and I would quite often see him bend over and take a cock up his arse round by the sinks. I watched him being fucked in there several times and one time I fucked him myself after two other guys had cum in his arse and pulled out. Later that day I went in to a bank nearby and he was sitting at the counter serving customers. I loved the fact that none of his customers knew what he had been up to earlier that morning and that they would never guess that he had several loads of spunk up his arse. I also used to frequent a park in the north of Glasgow which had a really active toilet and had many good experiences in there. You had to be careful of the city council park keeper who used to patrol occasionally but sometimes it was a younger, dark haired guy on duty instead and he would get his cock out and join in. He had a massive cock and would sometimes let guys suck him off and occasionally he would disappear into a cubicle with someone. One afternoon I was cruising in the park toilet. I had been fucked shortly after I got there and then it got very quiet. I was just about to give up when I heard someone coming in. It was the young dark haired park keeper. He stood next to me at the urinal and soon we were both wanking. I went down on his cock and he motioned towards a cubicle. In no time at all I was bent over the toilet and he was pushing his massive cock right up me. It was probably just as well that I had already been fucked because I was able to take his cock quite easily. He fucked me hard and fast and shot his cum right up me. I enjoyed every minute of it - it was one of the best fucks I had in there. My own first real experience of sex at work was in the mid nineties when a guy I worked with came on to me. Mario was in his early thirties, dark haired and stocky. He was a real east London lad - married with two young kids. At that time I had a job which took me out and about all over north London and sometimes we had to work with each other. Mario had asked me what it was like being gay and seemed genuinely interested and we had talked about it a few times. One time we were sitting in Mario's car waiting to go and see a customer. We were too early so we parked up on the edge of a housing estate in north London. It was late in the day and it was already dark. Mario started talking about sex and said it must be great being able to get it whenever I wanted it. I said it wasn't exactly like that but he said I bet you're getting something. I said yes I was and he said he wasn't getting any. Neither of us said anything for a while and then he asked me if he could ask me something. I said yes of course. He didn't say anything for a while and then he asked me if I liked sucking cock. I was really turned on by the whole situation and I told him I loved sucking cock. He was silent for a while and then, staring straight ahead of him he said "Would you...?" Seconds later, Mario had hitched himself up, pulled his trousers and pants down and was sitting back, keeping watch as I went down on his cock. I sucked him off in the car and after a while he warned me he was going to cum. I kept sucking and I was rewarded with a big load of cum in my mouth. When he had pulled his pants up again Mario grinned "I can't believe you swallowed that" he said After that I sucked him off regularly for about two years and he always rewarded me with a big mouthful of spunk. By the mid 2000s I had developed my career and was working my way up. I had been a manager for a few years and was doing well. I had had sex at work a few times but was deep in my safe sex period so it was always with condoms. By 2005 I had become more adventurous and was beginning to fuck bareback and when the opportunity arose at work I took it.... I used to work quite late and was often still there when the cleaners came in around 6.30pm. I got to know the cleaning supervisor, a Polish woman, quite well and she would often stop at my desk for a chat. One time she told me she was going on holiday for a week and he nephew would be taking her place. On the Friday evening she introduced me to him. Robert was mid twenties, thin, with tattoos on both arms and a girl's name tattooed along his forearm. He was quite fit in a very straight looking way and I thought at least I would have something to look at during the next week. The next week Robert began work. He said hello and chatted for a little while and seemed a friendly guy. On the second night I was watching him as he cleaned - at one point he was bent over polishing the desks and I had a great view of his arse. His polo shirt rode up and I could see the top of his pants and the crack of his arse. He suddenly turned round and I looked away but I knew he had seen me watching him. A couple of times after that I saw him looking at me and I decided I had better be a bit more careful. A little later I got up and went to the toilet. I had a bit of a semi from watching Robert's arse and as I took a piss at the urinal the door to the toilets opened and Robert came in. He had a cloth and a duster in his hand and he started wiping the mirror, but I could see him looking at me. I had finished pissing now and I was horny. I made no attempt to move and then I turned a little so that Robert could see my cock. Slowly he put down his cloth and joined me at the urinal. He looked at me and then pulled his cock out of his pants. He was already hard and I reached out and took hold of his cock. He grinned and I began to wank him and then he reached out and took hold of my cock. We wanked each other for a while and then I motioned towards the cubicle. He followed me in and I sat down on the toilet. He stood in front of me and I pulled his trackies and pants down. His cock sprang out and I took it in my mouth and began to suck him. He sighed and began to push his cock into my mouth. I sucked him for a while and then I motioned to him to turn round but he wouldn't so I kept sucking him and after a while his breathing got heavier and he began to shoot his load into my mouth. When he had finished coming I stood up. To my surprise he took hold of my cock and began to wank me. In no time at all I was shooting my cum all down the cubicle wall. When we had cleaned up he grinned. "Tomorrow?" he asked. I nodded - I was well up for a repeat. He leaned in close to me and said "You fuck?" I nodded again. I was up for that if he was. He grinned and said "Tomorrow". The following evening I was well horny at the thought that Robert wanted to fuck me. Robert carried on as usual and after a while he looked at me and made his way to the toilets. I followed him and soon we were in a cubicle and I was sucking his cock again. After a while he stopped me. "We fuck?" he asked. I nodded. I had come prepared with lube and I got it from my pocket. I wondered if he would mention condoms but he didn't and so neither did I. Robert took the little pack of lube from me and opened it. I was just about to bend over when, to my surprise, Robert pulled his trackies and pants down and began to finger some lube into his own arse. Then he said "We fuck?" and bent over the toilet. It was not what I had expected but I was well up for it as I looked at Robert, bent over the toilet, his pants down and his fit arse ready to be fucked. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my cock against his hole. My cock slid up him quite easily and he groaned. I gave him a moment to get used to my cock and then I began to fuck. He gave little grunts as I fucked him and I knew I wouldn't last that much longer. I began to fuck him harder and before long I was ready to come. I kept fucking him and soon I was shooting what felt like a massive load right up Robert's arse. When I finished coming I pulled out and Robert stood up. His cock was rock hard and I bent over and took it in to my mouth. In no time at all he was shooting his load in to my mouth and I swallowed every drop. It was a totally unexpected and very horny experience. I wasn't sure if it would be a one off but Robert dropped his pants and bent over the toilet for me on the next two nights he was there and I shot another two loads up him with no one any the wiser. I was becoming more adventurous and the next time I had sex at work it would be me taking a load up my arse.... Part 2 to follow

In Tampa, we have many places to choose from with numerous parks and bookstores. Today I chose to visit the bookstore, I had some pent up juices that I needed to beat out while I serviced some cock..... I bought my theater ticket and went on the prowl. It didn't take long, and there passed a 6'3 bear. With the look in his eyes we connected and I followed into the dark theater. As my eyes needed to adjust I saw his shadow standing there and off to a secluded room he went, I was 5 steps behind him. Before I could close the door I turned around and his cock was out. I fished the poppers from my pocket and immediately got down on my knees. As a good cock sucker I began to service. Taking his head in my mouth and slowly descending to the base. I felt every vein slide past my lips and before I knew it I was nose deep in his pubes. I was doing my job he started to moan. I felt his cock swell up then he moved me around and pinned my head against the wall and fucked my throat. I had saliva dripping down my face and he just kept fucking. I thought he was about to blow his load and then he just stopped. He pulled me to my feet. This big muscle bear then bent down and took my limp cock in his mouth and worked me over, in a minute or so I was rock hard. He then stood up turned around and bent over. I slid right in as he told me to breed his hole. I felt his hole give way and the loads started to run down my shaft and all over my balls then started to drip on the floor. I asked how many. He replied 3 yours will make 4. So I pounded away listening to my cock slop its way with each thrust. I felt his squeeze and milk my cock. Before I knew it I was blowing my load right up this whores hole. He clinched that hole as tight as he could as I withdrew my cock. He didn't want to lose any more. As a good whore he did the right thing and turned around and cleaned my cock and balls right up. We both stood up, adjusted our clothing and opened the door. As I exited the room I saw another enter. I am sure before I made it to my car he was on his fifth load.

Hi, I'm Calvin and I would say I'm straight. However I once had a dream that I had bareback sex with a guy and it has always turned me on whenever I think about this dream. All I remember is my cock being totally lubed up, and a guy who had a perfect big juicy tanned ass was on all fours in front of me, his hole was perfectly lubed up as well and he just backed into me. My long, thick and hard cock struggled to enter his hole at first, and then there was a pop and the head went in, and then the rest of it dissapeared inside his ass, and we kept on going. The dream was so vivid it was incredible, strings of lube went from the base of my cock to his ass as he backed up and moved forward, my balls ached at how tight, warm and wet he was. And then I unleashed a huge creamy load deep in his ass, and kept my cock in until it began to got semi hard. I pulled out and a stream of my hot white cum just trickled out of his asshole. Since then I've always wanted to re-enact that dream. I came across this forum and thought I would share. I can upload some pictures of my cock if people want to see it I don't know how this forum works but I hope you enjoyed my story.

It was a typical Friday night. I was online looking for more cum for my eternally hungry hole when I came across a guy I never saw before who was looking to unload in a hole. He told me right off that he was poz. I told him "Cum on over and let's fuck!" So he rode to my place on his Harley, wearing shorts and no shirt. He was all tatt'd up and looked ready to fuck for hours! We got inside, he removed what little clothing he was wearing, and we went through the usual routine of kissing, sucking, and licking. Eventually I sucked his cock hard, and when it was sopping wet, he slid deep into my hungry cunt. It didn't take him long to tense up and unload his nice toxic load deep inside me. It felt so good I didn't want him to pull out! As we lay there with his cock still inside me, he told me he was married and had he just found out he was poz. NICE! So I got a high viral load in my ass! I asked if he had told his wife. He said he had, but as she didn't know he fucked around with guys, he told her it was from a dirty needle. I began moving my ass back and forth on his cock, which was still embedded in my ass. Sure enough, he got hard again and fucked me for a good 30 minutes before blowing some more freshly poz'd seed in my pussy. As he was leaving I said "I hope to see you again." He replied "You can bet on it." Since that first occasion he has blown five of his loads into my ass - and that's only been since Friday.

Coming down for pride at end of month. Would love to be the bottom in a group scene, if someone wants to throw a party for me while there be hot. take any all poz loads!

I was visiting Montreal for the first time and I found a charming guesthouse on AirBNB. It’s behind the home of a gay couple named Frank and Samuel. Frank is a college history professor and looks the part with salt and pepper hair, a masculine bushy mustache and fit runner’s body. His partner Samuel is a contractor, African-American, big and beefy from years of manual labor and a commitment to weight training. It is obvious they were still very much in love. My plan for the week was to see the sights, decompress from several stressful months at work and check out the local scene. I didn't really have much of an agenda - apart from relaxing and having a good time. My first night in town, I went to bed early because I was utterly spent from traveling. The next morning, I joined Frank on the patio for some coffee and breakfast. He asks me about my life back in California, what I hope to see in the city, typical small talk and then our of nowhere, as I was rinsing my coffee cup in the sink, he asked “So how many loads are you hoping to take this trip?” “Excuse me?” I managed to spurt-out. “I think you heard me,” he replied with a laugh. “Look, when you got in last night, I saw that you logged on to Scruff, so I took a chance that you might have the same screen name on BBRT. From the moment you first walked in here, something told me you were a barebacker…and sure, enough, there you were: the same basic stats, a hot body shot, obviously taken in the same room as the Scruff face shot. And I really like that you’re a four quadrant fucker.” “I’m so embarrassed,” I managed to reply. “Don’t be,” he said, spreading his legs a bit on the chair so his fat cockhead appears below the hem of his nylon running shorts. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about.” “What’s a four quadrant fucker?” I asked. “On BBRT, take loads oral, give loads oral, take loads anal, give loads anal,” he explained. “You were yes, yes, yes and yes. A four quadrant fucker.” “I like sharing things,” I replied with a smile. “Well, Samuel and I have a rule,” he explains, taking on a stern tone. “No one who stays with us is allowed to have strange men come over to breed them.” “I wasn’t planning—“ I stammered. “…unless we breed our guest first,” finished Frank. “When were you thinking this would happen?” I say, stroking my rock hard cock in my sweats, my pre-cum already leaking like crazy. “I’ve signed up for a city bus tour in two hours but I can cancel it. I think I’m more in the mood to take seed than take a tour.” “No reason you can’t do both,” says Frank. “I love the idea of the hot American riding around on a bus tour with a bunch of tourists with my cumload marinating in his ass, strangers smelling it but not knowing what it is, you being freaked out the whole time because you’re afraid it’s going to leak out and everyone will know what a cumwhore you are.” Frank picks up his cell phone and Facetimes with his lover Samuel who’s on a job site. “Hey, babe, any chance you can take your lunch early? We were right about Randy, total cumtaker. And he wants to milk a load out of you as soon as possible to get his trip started right.” “I can be there in fifteen minutes,” says Samuel. “Don’t anybody blow before I get there.” “Samuel loves to watch men cum,” Frank explains to me. “Who doesn’t?” I say. “Even if I don’t see the actual load because it’s going inside,” says Samuel. “I love to watch the balls contract and the shudder go through the fucker’s body. Fuck, my dick is already throbbing. Check it out.” Frank turns his phone to me so I can see the screen. Samuel smiles to the camera then tilts the camera down to his crotch and pulls his massive hard-on out of his shorts. Jesus, it’s huge. “Look what’s heading your way, boy,” he teases. Samuel happens to be holding a hammer in his other hand and his fuckstick is twice as thick as the hammer and almost as long. “Holy shit,” I say, my hole twitching at the sight of it. “Screw in a few,” says Samuel. I head to my bathroom to clean out and when I come back, Frank is writing on a dry erase board by the refrigerator. “Remind me again how many days you’re here, Randy?” “Counting today, seven,” I say, curious as to where this is going. “How many loads do you want to take and give before you go back to the states?” “I don’t know,” I say. “Well, the last cumwhore who stayed here took 15 in a weekend and still managed to see the city. He’s not half as hot as you, and he was strictly a bottom. You like to give loads, too, so let’s shoot for 25,” says Frank before writing RANDY’S LOAD COUNT on the board. “We only count it if you take sperm up your ass or if you cum up their ass. And we go by the honor system so we’ll take your word for it.” “Holy shit,” I say, turned on by the challenge laid before me. “What do I get if I make it to 25?” “25 fucking loads, man,” says Frank, with a laugh. “Ain’t that enough? You’re going to get greedy now? You want some kind of trophy?” “I’ll settle for a certificate,” I joke. Frank grabs my hand and leads me back to the guesthouse but instead of going through the door to the bedroom where I’m staying, he opens another door that leads to a stairway. I follow Frank downstairs to a room that’s like something out of Better Homes and Breedings. In the center is a bed with black nylon, cum-resistant sheets. In one corner there’s a sling. Near that, is a fuckbench. One wall houses an assortment of sex toys of every size, shape an color. My favorite feature of the room, though, is the opposite wall. It’s painted black, like a chalkboard, and all the studs who have fucked and bred here have signed it in sperm-white; some with their names, some with initials, some with BBRT handles like fratseeder, cumcraver, floodmyguts, italbbtop. Frank pushes me over the fuckbench, pulls down my shorts and starts eating my hole. While I settle in to the rimming, I look up and read some of the inscriptions: “F & S, I’ve never come harder than when you both shot in me from different ends at the same time. Next time, I won’t waste my load on the fuckbench. I’ll sperm up your guts like you did mine.” “Samuel, thank you for pushing my face into Frank’s cummy trench. I never felched like that before and now I’m addicted.” “Thanks for turning me into the cumswapping barebacker I’ve always dreamed of being.” Other studs just wrote catchy slogans like “Raw Is Law,” “BBBH Forever” and my personal favorite: “My sofa pulls out but I don’t.” I’m laughing at that one when I feel Frank’s cockhead pierce my hole. “Oh fuck,” I say. “Don’t have a lot of time for foreplay if you’re going to catch that bus tour,” he says. “Plus, I’ve been wanting to get inside you ever since I saw your picture on line.” He makes strong consistent strokes, each going a centimeter or so deeper than the previous stroke until all 8 of his vieny inches are inside me. “Way to take that dick, stud,” he says, rocking his hips from side to side to let me get used to his cock. I turn on my milking muscles. “You feel that?” “Oh God, yes. That’s amazing,” he gasps. “But you better stop because I don’t want to cum yet.” “Okay, I’ll tone it down,” I say. “Drill me, fucker. Get me nice and open so when your cum shoots out inside me, it’ll hit the walls like a squirt gun going off.” “Lots of comments about your fat cockhead on the Wall of No Shame, I see,” I remark. “Next time, I want to nurse that thing with my mouth.” “Why don’t you do it now?” says Frank. I hesitate to respond. I’ve never done ass to mouth before. The idea has always turned me on but I’ve never had the nerve to go for it. “He’s never done ass to mouth before, I bet,” says Samuel who I didn’t realize had entered the room. “It’s okay, lots of people haven’t.” Samuel bends down, puts his face in front of mine and snakes his tongue down my throat. “But you want to now, don’t you?” “Yes,” I say. “Slap that hot buttsplitter on his tongue, Frank, before he changes his mind,” says Samuel. Frank snakes his dick out of ass. I open my mouth, close my eyes and wait. Time stands still of a moment and then I feel his legendary cockknob land on my tongue. He circles it around a few times before slowly sliding his fresh-from-my-ass cock down my throat. “Taste your ass on my rod,” says Frank. “Smell yourself on my bush.” Tasting the mixture of our sweat, his pre-cum and my ass juice on his dick is intoxicating. I’m hooked on A2M. “You like the way my dick tastes?” I just groan because my mouth is full. “Mmmmmm.” It’s then I hear Samuel spit and feel his wet saliva land on my ass. I think he might smooth it around with his fingers but no, he dives in tongue first, eats me out for a few seconds just to get my wet and then shoves his hammercock in me in one long stroke. I can’t help but pull of Frank’s dick and scream. “Fuck!” I yell. “You said you were in a hurry,” says Samuel as he pistons into my asshole. “You want me to stop?” “No, never,” I say. “Fuck my cumhole. Make it yours.” Samuel picks up the pace. The sounds of his cock head reaming through my asslips fills the room. Frank takes his cumstick out of my face and goes behind his husband to tweak his man nips. “My husband shoots huge,” says Frank. “Even when he’s already cum.” “Which I haven’t,” says Samuel. “Not in four days.” “Holy fuck, is that tour bus going to smell like fresh seed,” says Frank laughing. “That could be a little embarrassing,” says Samuel. “You want me to stop?” “Fuck no,” I moan. “Please, breed me. Please flood me with that hot sperm.” “I like how he said please,” Samuel says to Frank as my breath starts to get heavier. “Who says American boys have no manners?” “Flood my guts, Samuel!” I beg. “Please, please mark it with your seed.” Samuel picks up the pace to full-on pile driving, holding my shoulders tight so he doesn’t knock me through the wall. I feel his throbbing butt-splitter get even thicker in my hole and contract and release my ass muscles, getting us to the point of no return. There’s no no way he can’t breed me now. “It’s so sweet,” Samuel says to Frank. “You’re going to love sliding in here after I jizz him up.” “Do it,” I moan. “Give it to him, baby,” says Frank, who’s taken out his cell phone and is now pointing at the intersection of dick and ass, capturing the breed. “Breed me!” I shout. “Breed my ass!” “Here it cums, stud,” groans Samual. “I’m breeding you! Take my hot sperm! Suck it inside you!” With that, I feel rope after sticky rope of man-jizz pump into my hungry hole. It feels like a huge load, like I can almost feel it dripping down my ass-walls like wet paint. “I can feel it, fucker,” I gasp. “Keep it coming. I want every fucking drop inside me.” Samuel collapses on my back and I fall to my stomach, keeping my ass ring tight because I’m not ready to let that cock go. “You better hurry or you’ll miss your tour,” says Frank. “But you didn’t get to breed him, hon” says Samuel, his spent cock finally slithering out of my hole. “I can fuck him later,” says Frank. “Unless…” says Samuel. A few minutes later, Samuels barreling down the street in his SUV while Frank fucks me in the back seat. Every bump we hit, drives Frank’s dick deeper into me. “Fuck,” I moan. “That’s so fucking good, Frank.” “God, I love fucking a freshly bred ass,” says Frank between fuckstrokes. “GPS says we’ll be there in one minute,” says Samuel. “Give him your spunk, hon, and send him on his merry way.” “You ready to get bred again, Randy? You ready to take a huge sperm-load right up your ass?” “Cum in my ass, Frank!” I scream. “Give me that seed! “Unnnnngh! Unnnnnnghhh! I’m cumming! I’m breeding you! Fuckkkkkkkkk!” “Yes,” says Samuel over and over again as his lover’s load fills my hole. “Yes, yes, yes, yes and yes.” “Oh fuck, that’s so good,” I say. I start to stroke my cock, thinking I’ll get off before I get on the bus. “Jerk off if you want,” says Frank, “but the load won’t count to your total unless it goes in someone’s ass.” “Fine,” I say, pulling away from Frank’s dripping dick. “I’ll save it. I’m serious about this shit.” “I’ll be happy to take the load when you get back home later,” says Frank. “Unless you find someone to shoot it in before then.” “I think we have a prime candidate,” says Samuel pointing out the window. There, greeting guests outside a double-decker tour bus is my guide for the afternoon; a little fire plug of a sex bomb; maybe 5’ 6” with a totally jacked body, Pacific Islander, with smooth dark brown ski, friendly eyes and a blinding white smile. “Do we think he’s a barebacker?” I ask Frank and Samuel. “Don’t know,” says Samuel. “But those khaki shorts practically scream ‘Breed Me’.” I pull my shorts up over my twice-loaded ass, get my backpack ready to cover my still hard cock and hop out of the truck. “Ooh, fuck,” I say. “I’m so squishy back there.” “You’re welcome,” says Samuel. “Don’t be late,” says Frank jokingly. “You know how we worry about you.” MORE TO COME...I HOPE. Hope you guys enjoy and if any of you dirty minded fuckers get into hot phone, shoot me a message and let's get off together.

Do NOT fight it. Your cock should be a BREEDING Machine. There are Never enough TOPS. BREEDING a few regular holes is fine -- but always keep BREEDING new holes. Your DNA belongs in every hole you Plow. Tell your bottom that he does not get your cock until he finds new Ass to BREED.

As long as it doesn't interfere with your work or other (daily) activities I wouldn't worry too much. You're 25 and blessed with an incredible cock and set of balls and on top you have a good body. When I was 25 I was horny as fuck 24/7 too, spent all day looking for cock and couldn't get laid enough. I am older now and sometimes I still have that urge and am so horny I could scream. Sometimes I don't feel like it or am just not in the mood to clean (a requisite for bottoms but you don't have that problem as a top) so I don't bother and watch porn instead. So if you are just looking for willing holes and the appearance or age of your bottoms don't really matter your opportunities to breed are limitless. So go for it and dump those loads. Would be a shame not to put that big dick to work ;-)

Unless you're starving and/or homeless (in which case, you could do some escorting for money), I don't see the problem.

LOUISVILLE - Finally got to breed this boy that's been wanting my poz daddy load for literally 2 years. I moved away but went back for a wedding this weekend and fucked his anonymous cumdump ass. Was a good load I gave him! He wanted it the next day again but he didn't get it... I had other boys to pursue!

If you're poz and looking to fuck and breed a hole, you're my type of top. I'm in Towson and can host in my place. Hit me up.

Fucked in the French riviera by a hairy and aggressive Arab. I think he owned the hotel where this happened as every knew him and he had pics of his wives and children on the room table. I met him on grinder and he said he was a versatile bottom. I said I was happy to top him. He sneaked me into the hotel. As I got into his room, he locked the door and grabbed me and said he would fuck me as he loved my ass. I could have pinned him down as he was my height, but I let him believe he was controlling me. I pretended for the first ten minutes that I did not like what he was doing to me and that he was raping me, and that he had to wear a condom. I begged and implored and fake-resisted. That really turned him on. However,I was really loving it, and after a while he realised that, as I could not hide my smile. He fucked me for at least 45 more minutes, in all positions, sometimes kissing me, and sometimes getting back to the dirty talk. And when he came, oh my god! I don't remember ever having so much cum enter my ass. Definitely one of the best fucks I had in my life!

I woke up several hours later with a severely dry mouth. I chugged an entire bottle of Gatorade, and laid back until Pup woke up. It was now mid-day going on evening, and I had originally scheduled my flight home for the next day, but I wanted to keep playing. I called and rescheduled my flight for two days out. We setup for another play session and he had me get in the sling. “What do you want now boy?”, Pup asked. I pondered for a second, “I want another slam.” “Yeah? What else do you want boy?”, he questioned. “I’ve never been gangbanged before, I want to be fucked by as many guys as possible.” “You’ll take any load from any guy I get for you?” I didn’t hesitate to answer, “Yes sir”. “And you’re not going to run to your bottle of PrEP once it’s over?” “You can take my PrEP bottle away from me if you want.” “You’re sure boy? You know I’ve already given you a toxic slam and a couple toxic loads. Without PrEP you’re going to be poz.” “I know, sir. I want your DNA inside of me.” “Good boy. Where is your PrEP bottle?” “It’s in my toiletry bag, in my suitcase.” Pup dug around until he found the bottle, held it up and said “Say Goodbye” as he left the room with it. He came back a few minutes later. To this day I have no idea what he did with it, and I don’t care. “You’re a poz meth whore now, how does it feel?” “It’s what I’ve wanted for years. It feels right.” “Fucking slut. I’m going to get you some cum. But first, I’m going to slam you. How much do you want?” “Give me a .25 again.” As much as I wanted to try a bigger slam I was afraid of how much I’d like it, and I knew once I went bigger I’d never go down again. Pup prepared a couple syringes with Trimix, he administered mine and showed me how to administer his. Once we were both hard he tied off my arm and administered my slam, then did his own. He started texting his friends and going on Grindr, Craigslist, and every other app you can think of inviting guys over to try out my hole. Within 30 minutes we had a good sized crowd. The crowd was mostly tops with one other bottom that got fucked when guys weren’t fucking me. I didn’t ask anyone’s status, but assumed most of the guys were positive since we were all barebacking. However, there was a top named Zach that made it a point to announce “By the way, I’m poz” right before he loaded my hole. My dick got even harder, and I knew for sure I’d found my calling as a poz cumdump. I got loaded by all of the tops, some a couple times, until my hole was loose and full of cum. As the sun came up on another day I climbed out of the sling and said my goodbyes as the party wound down. I was still wide awake so Pup and I played some on our own before we crashed for a few hours. After our nap pup had me setup his laptop and webcam pointed at the sling, and told me we were going to put on a show for one of his friends, we’ll call him Wolfie. I had an immediate crush on him even though he was on webcam, he’s a very hot otter in his early 30’s, with one of the best devilish grins I’ve ever seen. Pup got in the sling, administered his own slam, and then had me fist him while Wolfie watched. In the meantime Wolfie slammed himself and played with his own hole while we watched. It was so hot watching his transformation on camera from a mild mannered guy into a slammed up pig, I’ll never forget it. Once Pup was satisfied he told me to get in the sling, and I had no idea what was coming. First he produced some ankle restraints. “You’re going to experience something that I have yet to experience”, he told me as he started locking my ankles into place. “I’m going to force slam you, and you don’t have a choice.” With that, he put a blindfold on me and I was completely at his mercy. I heard locks being fastened to the ankle restraints and he grabbed my wrists and did the same. I was excited and way more nervous than I’d been all weekend, my entire body was electrified and he hadn’t slammed me yet. Pup ran the needle over my skin without injecting me, waves of electricity emanated through my body from where it touched me. After playing with me for a bit, and as Wolfie watched from afar, Pup tied off my arm. “Get ready to fly”, Pup said as he administered my fourth and final slam of the weekend. I had no control over how big it was, and I loved giving up control to him. The electric feeling in my body was immediately replaced with the pure pleasure released by the slam. Earlier in the weekend I had told Pup about Kyle, and told him I wanted him to make a video to send to him as I knew he read stories like this on Breeding Zone, but I was living it. As I was still blissed out Pup pulled out his phone and started recording. “What’s your name?” I had to think to answer, but finally managed, “Lee”. “And what’s your ex-boyfriends name?” “Kyle” “What did I just do to you?” “Slammed me with meth.”, I laughed, realizing it would be almost unbelievable to Kyle when he saw this. Pup turned the phone on himself and said, “I’m corrupting your ex-boyfriend Kyle. Enjoy.” “Fuck me”, I begged. Pup put the phone down and fucked me hard while Wolfie watched and I thought about what Kyle would think when he saw the video. Pup dumped his load in me, and tried to fist me but my hole was too sore from all the play it got over the weekend. After we signed off with Wolfie, Pup ordered me to shower, and as I went into the bathroom I looked myself in the mirror, and saw what I can only describe as my evil twin. With my pupils dilated and flying high I was no longer the nice guy that everyone’s parents loved. The guy that made guys wait several dates before he’d sleep with them. Meth had unlocked a sex crazed side of me that I never knew could exist, and I was loving every minute of it. After my shower Pup could tell I was coming down and that I was exhausted from our weekend of play. He had me take several vitamins to replenish my body, and gave me something to sleep again. Then he cuddled me while I fell asleep, and I crashed knowing that I was forever changed by this weekend. I flew home and took a few days off of work to recover. Pup had a cold when I visited, and I went home with it. While I was still getting over the cold my lymph nodes throughout my body swelled up like I’ve never experienced before. I texted Pup to tell him what was happening, and he texted back “Got you!”, which just confirmed what I thought… I was seroconverting. In the few months after Easter I’ve avoided T & G, but I have been fucked and/or fisted at least once a week since. Sex, even sober, is way better now that I’m not stressing about status, and I’ve given up the pretense of being a “good guy”. At this point I want to find a partner that would willingly whore me out to his friends, or lock me in a sling at a bathhouse. I never could have admitted that to myself before. And this upcoming weekend, yet another long weekend for America’s July 4, I’m returning to visit Pup. Playing with him again will give a whole new meaning to “Independence Day”.

i got gangbanged last night, was farting out cum and lube today a bunch https://i.imgur.com/tmLQICi.jpg

Predators and prey (Part 3) Only an hour ago Michael has been an innocent teen. His family has been heavily engaged with their church and for all his life Mike heard, that following the gay lifestyle, would enclose a ticket straight to hell. Secretly - he thought about gay sex a lot, but never had the opportunity to enjoy it with a boy of his age. And so he was torn between the restrictions he learnt from an early age and the need that blossomed lately; he never had imagined it would unwrap the way it had within the last hour. Michael was looking for sex, when he came to this place. He was looking for a guy or several guys who would lead him into this new adventure in his life, but little did he expect the way things got handled right now. Mike was sitting on his knees on this well used mattress and was staring at three big dicks in front of his face. His pale and hairless nude body shivered . He was obviously extremely stressed and looked up to the guys who were urging him to open his mouth wider. Mr. Big – the one who had grabbed him before, in this gay cruising area, lowered his pants for the first time to gain more liberty for his balls. He ordered him to take all three cocks into his little mouth. Michael swallowed franticly. He saw some tattoos on those three guys, who were engaging in the ‘fellow mouth rape’. Mr. Big had an impressive scorpion tattooed on his right hip and thigh. In Michaels mind the name of Mr. Big with the huge cock changed smoothly to scorpion. Above the scorpion, there was another tattoo looking like a tribal. This kind of tattoo could also be found at various body parts of the other guys who were right now trying to enter his mouth swiftly. Maybe they were part of a gang, Michael thought. Having the same tattoo might be a sign for membership. He didn’t want to be a gang member. This thought formed in his adolescent mind, when another picture appeared across his memory. In his chemistry books in school, he had seen this symbol before. The words ‘toxic waste’ crossed his mind but he snapped out of it, when the Scorpion pulled his hair roughly, shouting at him to use his tongue and lick the dicks in front of him. Playfully Michael flickered his tongue across their dickheads. That was not enough. While two guys were already pushing their way into his mouth, the third one was still looking for an easy access to Michael’s mug. He used his thumb to pull Mike’s jaw downwards and pushed with his other hand against Mike’s forehead, to force his mouth wider this way. It hurt like hell and Michael moaned in discomfort. The guy showed no mercy. He wanted his penis inside the kid’s mouth, next to his pals dicks. And so Michael somehow managed it to find the strength to open his gullet another inch and the third cock head slipped into his warm mouth. None of the guys could push deeper of course, but they enjoyed the frantic movements of Michael’s tongue, which was trying to push against the intruders and unintentionally cleaned them thoroughly. Michael wasn’t able to breathe properly. His hands were clenching to fists in despair for oxygen. The three guys discussed in the meanwhile what to do next with the brat. “I wouldn’t stick my dick into his mouth if I were you. As soon as I start fucking him, he might bite your best peace” the Scorpion laughed out loudly. “You will be needed to hold him down anyway…” he added with an evil grin. The three guys pulled out simultaneously and Mike was instantly gasping for air. “Can I go now please? I won’t tell anyone. I swear….” the 18 years old pleaded. “You hold him down, while I will try to gain best access to mash his fucking cunt” the Scorpion ordered. “Pleaaaaase…. let me go home. My mom is surely worried about me already. I need to leave now!” the teen wailed. ‘Rape him’ ‘Rip his pussy apart’ ‘POZ him’ ‘Breed his asscunt’ ‘Make him bleed’ There were several voices carried through the night, whispering obsceneties. Michael just looked up to the Scorpion who discussed with the other two guys in the hut how to get the most fun out of this adolescent teen body. Mike reached up and touched the only thing that protruded enormously before him. He touched the Scorpions dick and that brought him the wanted attention. The Scorpion looked down slowly as he felt a gentle nudge against his extremely aroused cock. Michael asked the man again if he could just go. He explained all over again, that this was all a big mistake. And if his church or his school or his mom would find out about this, they would throw him out of town, for being such a lowlife. He understood now, that it was a crime against the bible and against God’s Will. All the while he was slowly stroking the aroused cock of the predator to get some attention to his words. He didn’t hear the laughter out of the darkness and he didn’t care about the two thugs who stepped onto the mattress just to hold him firmly at his shoulders and his nape. “No…. no…. leave him, let him speak…..” the Scorpion told his two buddies to set Michael free. They stepped off the mattress and a glimmer of hope raised in Michael’s eyes. “You want to go home….?” the Scorpion repeated Michael’s wish. Michael nodded and stopped jerking the dick before him. “Who told you to stop?” the Scorpion sneered. Michael continued stroking the guy’s big dick, looking for some sympathy. “I understand your wish” the Scorpion replied. “You are a fagot and you wanted to get fucked. Now that you learnt tonight’s sex is about hard asspounding – without lube..... Beating….. Chocking….. Showing you your place in life….. Swallowing our cum….. Drinking our piss…..” The scorpion focused his gaze at Michael who was keeping the Scorpion’s dick hard through all this talking. “But I want to be fair. We will follow the vote of the majority. It is almost like in congress.” The guys around them grinned viciously. “All in favor to let this cunt leave without us getting the chance to POZ this virgin?” Michael was the only one raising his hand and he started to cry again silently. “All in favor to rape this bitch to shreds?” ‘Let’s do it, let’s fuck him hard’ ‘Start the show, rip up his ass’ ‘POZ him’ ‘Give him your strain’ “You see…. the majority ruled. We will let you go, after we had our fun with you” the Scorpion said authoritatively. “And now lay back and spread your legs, just like the bitch that you are and let me fuck you. I have never fucked a virgin” he snickered. Michael slowly got off his knees and slid on his bare ass over the filthy mattress. It didn’t matter anymore. He was still crying and looking at the two guys in the hut, but they were already stroking their cocks. He supported his upper body with his arms and started spreading his legs. “Lay flat on your back you slut and raise your legs. Spread them for me, you bitch….” Michael was confused. He was devastated, that they would not allow him to leave and he was scared as hell…. The Scorpion didn’t care if the prey would enjoy the fuck.

Im hosting a get together for my 28th birthday on July 1st starting at 7pm. Message me for more details no pop, poppers are ok, no load refused btw I'm currently neg and on prep

I agree! It's like the midseason finale or season finale of a fav show of mine..."The Walking Dead," for example. Can't wait to find out what happens next!!

Long Weekend - Part 11 I quickly settled into the routine of housework and shopping while the guys were in work and getting bred when they came home. It really was the ideal existence for a chemmed-up cum slut like me. They invited a group of friends over for the following weekend, about 12 guys in total. Mostly couples in their 30s and 40s but a few single guys too, one in his early 20s and two older guys in their late 50s. Carl entertained the guys downstairs with drinks and canapés whilst Mike got me ready in the playroom upstairs. We made sure that I was completely hairless except the hair on my head and strapped me to the fuckbench with my arms out to the sides, ready for slamming throughout the session. I had already taken a couple of big bombs and a booty bump of crystal meth and was flying high. Mike rigged up a gas mask for me with a steady stream of poppers and went downstairs to tell the guests that the parTy could get started. Carl and Mike stood either side of me on the fuck bench, each holding a syringe with a very generous dose of crystal meth ready to go. They put the tourniquets on my arms as the last of the guests filed into the playroom and formed a semicircle around me. Most were already tugging at their cocks as Carl started the countdown, the needles carefully positioned in my veins: 10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... 0! Bam! They unloaded both points into me simultaneously and released the tourniquets. I coughed hard twice, causing my exposed hole to gape at the guests and a 40-year-old guy took no time in slamming his thick veiny cock straight into me. I took cock after cock, load after load, toys and fists in between. The weekend was a blur and I lost consciousness several times. By Sunday morning I had no idea who or where I was, my cunt had been completely destroyed, gaping and cum running freely out of it onto the floor. I had been moved from fuckbench to sling to floor. One couple had even lifted me up and carried me into their bedroom for a private session, that was relayed by video camera to the large flatscreens in the playroom for everyone to watch. Eventually the guests started to leave and Mike and Carl were left alone with me. Mike picked up my special toothbrush from the bathroom, applied a liberal dose of crystal meth, and started rubbing it into my guts. The hot rush filled my hole and I begged him to fuck me and breed me. He obliged, starting slowly and building up into a frenzied fuck, his massive cock pulling all the way out and slamming back into me. He fucked me like this for 20 minutes, waves of pleasure and pain shot through my body and I wanted more. He buried himself completely in my wrecked hole and grunted hard, shooting a weekends worth of cum deep into my guts. He collapsed on top of me, kissing me deeply, his cock still hard inside my hole. Slowly it went soft and slipped out of my worn out boy cunt. We showered together, all three of us, and for the first time they let me sleep in their bed between them.

If I can take an arm up my ass, no cock is going to be too big.

Monday Dinner Dinner was soon served and I dug in. Somehow that jog had made me extremely hungry. I tucked in like it was my last meal. “So, Tom mentioned you drank my water by mistake before the run. How did you like the supplements?” I blushed slightly thinking about what had happened in the shower and nodded. “Seems like they work pretty well, definitely made me run a bit faster, and sweat a ton more than usual." “Yeah Tom loves when I use 'em, saying we get a much better workout. Only issue is they tend to make you fucking horny as all hell so we usually fuck like rabbits when we get home.” I nearly choked on the wine I was sipping, sputtering and trying to catch my breath. Tom gave Mike an unspoken reprimand, although it was accompanied with a smile. “ It is true something about all that sweat on my man and of course how hungry those things make his hole, just makes me want to fuck his brains out. I'm actually getting hard just thinking about it. Want some more wine?” Without waiting for my response Tom half stood to top me off. I couldn’t help but look and see his half hard cock outlined in the shorts he was wearing. My eye glued to his bulge I watched it give a noticeable twitch before he sat back down. Mike leaned in close to my ears asking me if I liked the view. So caught off guard was I that I dropped my fork and gave a startled yelp. Before thinking about it I reached down to pick it up and felt the borrowed shorts slip down a bit. I heard a slight chuckle from Mike as I straightened up and resumed eating our meal. The conversation went back to a more normal topic after that: lawn care and what not, which movies are out. So, the rest of dinner passed with no more surprises and I was about to go home when Mike asked if I wanted to accompany them the next day for another run. “Ill even make you some of my supplements to use. In fact, here, take these two bottles I already prepared. I usually take one at night again and then one in the morning and the third just before I go for a run. Since you are just starting it I would wait and just take one in the morning.” "Thanks," I said as I left, extending my goodbyes to Tom and Mike. On the way home I thought about the two water bottle and my shower earlier, and as I walked into the house I thought about Mike’s instructions and said to myself 'Fuck it. I can handle whatever he is doing', and before I could think twice I downed one of the bottles. The same bitter taste assaulted my tongue and I grabbed a Gatorade from the fridge to get rid of it. Fuck that tasted good. Then I remembered my earlier plans and my cock got hard. Remembering hot it was before I walked into the garage. It was night and the only light was from the security flood lights form Tom and Mike’s house. Stripping off the borrowed clothing, I stood there in Mike’s sweat blue jock. Suddenly a rush of sweat broke out over my body and my hands moved on their own, twisting and pulling my nipples, rubbing the front of the jock. On instinct I stepped out of the jock and poured some poppers into the pouch, bringing it to my nose it smelled amazing, fresh sweat and poppers, fuck my cock was rock hard. I lay on the floor and started to work my hand up and down the shaft. Leaving the jock draped across my face the smell of seat and poppers making me moan. My left hand drifted and move towards my ass. Sweat started pouring from my body and I took another hit from the popper bottle, and another, and another six hits and I was moaning. The smells and sensations, the dirt and grit digging into my back my finger inched toward my hole and I surrendered to the feelings. Plunging three fingers in, I moaned and writhed in pleasure. The jock slipped in my mouth and I taste the balls sweat. Sucking on it like a baby I drank his the salt mix. My finger moved furiously in my ass, again a fourth was added with little resists. Fuck I wanted more, looking around the garage I was in a haze, my eye fell on my wife’s tennis racket and a sick thought entered my mind. Not caring I grabbed it and slathering it with the precum leaking form my as and the worked it in. Fuck it felt great. I ended up with my feet on the window sill to get the angle right and started fucking my ass with her racket, moaning and jerking my cock, sweat dripping down me I started to get closer and closer. Fuck this felt so good I never wanted to stop, my hand became a blur and all thought of edging left my mind as the orgasm came upon me. Volleys of cum shot from my cock, landing on my face and chest, eight shots in total. My body went slack, the jock covering my face was spotted with my cum and before I knew it I was shoving it in my mouth adding the taste my own jizz to the mélange of sweat and ass. Shuddering I remove the tennis racket from my ass and dragged myself out of the garage and upstairs. I got in the shower to rinse of and felt my sore ass, sticking a finger in my hole I hissed in combined pleasure and pain as I thought to myself 'Damn I hope I haven't done any damage'. Exhausted I dragged myself to bed and fell dead asleep until the alarm clock went off.

By: ILuvDaddyCock http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/REAL-FATHER-AND-SON-28320301 REAL FATHER AND SON MY FATHER LOVES WHEN I PRECUM. HE THINKS ITS THE BIGGEST COMPLIMENT YOU CAN GET. KNOWING HE MAKES ME WANNA CUM LIKE A FUCKING PIGG!! LOVE YOU POPPS! Doubt this is his real dad but this guy has some hot vids

I'm another ass-loving bottom. Especially when they have a nice pair of balls dangling, like that 1st photo.

Paul Comes Looking for More - as told by Brandon It was about 10 am on Saturday morning. Ben was visiting his family for the day and had taken my car as his was giving problems. I was sitting out on the back deck in my speedo, drinking my morning coffee catching some sun and surfing the web on my tablet. I was ready a particularly hot story on a bareback blog when the doorbell rang. Who the fuck could it be this time of the morning? I grabbed my shorts and pulled them on to hide the swollen bulge in my speedo and went to the door. I opened it to see a wonderful sight. It was one half of our goody two shoes neighboring gay couple. Paul. For a nice monogamous boyfriend he was dressed very provocatively with a skin tight white wife-beater shirt and tight white bike shorts. I could not help noticing the ample bulge in the spandex. Damn, I had almost forgotten how hot he was. It also appeared that he was somewhat sexually stimulated as his dick was half hard. He glanced down at the lump in my tight nylon shorts where my hard-on was obvious. He looked a little shocked to see me. “Uh, um. Is Ben here? I uh, wanted to talk to him about something.” He snuck a furtive glance at my bulge again before continuing. “I only saw his car in the garage and I thought he’d be home.” One and one equals two. Congratulations to Ben, he must have managed to get it together with Paul, and now Paul was looking for a repeat since he thought I was away. Well, I certainly was not going to disappoint him. “Why don’t you come in? It’s good to see you again. Ben’s away until tonight visiting family. It’s a bit early for a beer but would you like a mug of coffee?” He hesitated for a moment but glanced at my shorts again. The idea of fucking this hot young stud had caused my cock to swell further showing its full length as it stretched to the left side seam of my shorts. He accepted my offer end entered. As I closed the door I pulled down my shorts revealing my swollen dick filling my tight sky blue speedo. “Hope you don’t mind. I was sitting on the back deck catching some rays.” As this was one of the suits that I had cut the lining out of, the profile of my veiny uncut dick was visible though the thin spandex, with a clear spot over my dickhead where I had been leaking pre-cum from my stimulating internet reading. Paul forgot all about coffee as he stared at me. “Holy fuck! How big is that thing?” I just smiled as I saw the bulge in his shorts swell and start to create its own wet patch. “Oh, about eight inches, uncut, good for frequent fucking and yours?” He had hunger in his eyes as he responded. “Seven, uncut. Doesn’t get to fuck as often as it should.” I could sense his temperature rising along with his lust. “Why not? Is Jesse a total top?” “No.” He said. “Not that, just that we don’t have sex that often anymore. He hasn’t fucked me in months. He has trouble staying hard long enough to penetrate me. And he is mostly top. I’m mostly bottom.” Here was this hot gym bunny confessing that he did not have sex very often. He was hot from the tips of his toes to the tip of his nose. “Damn”. I said. “Well, there are drugs for that. If he doesn’t want to take Viagra why don’t you do something else about that? You could get pretty much any guy you wanted, top or bottom.” He sighed. “You know I can’t do that. I am in a relationship with Jesse, and I love him.” His rock hard dick stretching his tight shorts told a different story. “Well, lots of guys in relationships that I know allow their partners a little action on the side, as long as it is safe and consensual.” (Yeah right on the safe part). “Sometimes partners will play together with a third.” “Do you guys?” I rapidly racked my brains to try and remember if we had said anything the night Paul and Jesse visited. No, the tantrum over the DVDs had put that idea out of our minds. Would my chances of fucking him be better or worse if I said yes or no? Since we had just had a crazy time with Sam the previous night the correct answer was yes. I started “Well…” and that is as far as I got as he lunged forward and planted his lips on my mouth and forced his tongue inside kissing me furiously. OK, this was going to be easier than I thought. We hugged each other as we kissed, grinding our crotches together. After a while Paul pulled back. “You ok with this. We won’t tell anyone will we? I’ve never done this with anyone since I’ve been together with Jesse.” Ah yes, the fear of a cheating boyfriend being found out. I was pretty sure he was lying because he had come looking for Ben thinking that I was out. “No, I won’t tell anyone. Ben and I have a “don’t ask don’t tell” arrangement and I certainly won’t tell Jesse.” That seemed to reassure him and he dropped to his knees. Pulling down the front of my speedo to release my dick he started giving me an expert blow job. After a few minutes I spoke. “Paul, if we want to take this further maybe we want to go to the bed room.” He looked at me greedily. “How much further?” “As far as you want to take it. I’m thinking my dick pounding your ass further.” “Fuck yeah! It’s been months.” He grabbed my hand and led me straight to the bedroom. He pulled off his t-shirt and shorts and jumped on the bed. He watched as I slowly stripped. As I removed my speedo he said. “69?” Within moments we were lying cock to mouth on the bed slurping on each other’s cocks. I made sure to sure to get my head between his legs and work over his balls and taint. After about five minutes of this he was ready to be fucked and stopped blowing me. As he let my dick plop out of his mouth he spoke. “Fuck dude. That is the biggest juiciest dick I have ever sucked. I don’t think I could take it in my ass.” “But you’d like to try, right?” “Oh Yeah. Fuck yeah. I’d love to feel that filling me up.” Yes. If he could take it, I was going to fill him with more than just my cock. He was going to get a massive toxic load as well. I turned him around to that he was on his hands and knees and spread open his ass cheeks. “I am going to have to get you ready to take my dick.” I stuck my face into his sweet crack and started probing his ass with my tongue. He relaxed and gave me entry into his tunnel. The little cheat obviously came prepared to be fucked as he was squeaky clean. After a few minutes of slurping on his hole he was ready. “Oh yeah! Brandon you sure know how to rim a guy. Fuck me now please! Please!” But first I had to open him up. I grabbed the lube, got my fingers nice and slippery and then slowly worked first one, then two and finally three fingers into his hole while I slurped on his rock hard cock, enjoying the taste of his profuse pre-cum. For someone who had not been fucked in ages his anus accepted my fingers very easily. I could sense he was getting impatient. He really needed a dick in his ass. I slipped my fingers out of his hole and slicked up my cock with lube, while working some more into his hole. Positioning myself between his legs I slid my bare cock head between his ass cheeks and slowly started probing his anus. He obviously felt a pang of guilt. “Uh, Brandon. Condom. Please use a condom.” I chuckled. “Ben and I don’t use condoms. But there might be an old one in the drawer.” I reached over and scratched around in the drawer to find one. Hmmm…Interesting. There were far fewer than there had been the last time I looked. Ben must have been using them. I would have to prepare a few more for future occasions. I found one that I knew would fail because I could see the little circle of pin pricks through the wrapper. That and the fact it was five years life expired and had been in my car’s glove compartment all through the summer. I tore off the wrapper saying. “If you’re not used to a dick this big, it will go in easier bare.” “Probably, but use the rubber. I’m neg and want to stay that way.” I saw in his eyes that he really wanting it raw but I did as he requested and rolled it over my dick, slicking the outside up with some more lube. I slid my cock between his ass cheeks again and started to push inside. I imagined how the latex was tugging against his tight anal walls. I certainly wanted to feel them against my cock without the impediment of a sheath. Easing in very slowly, only about half my fat dick was in his chute before he cried halt. He was obviously in discomfort. “Uh, Brandon. Maybe we should try without the condom. You’re really big compared to Jesse and I have not been fucked in a while. And then when my ass is opened up you can put another one on.” This was the moment I was waiting for. I was going in bare and there was not going to be another condom later as I planned on filling him up with my poz cum. I pulled out of his hole, ripped off the condom. (Yes it broke as I tried to remove it) and slid in again, this time feeling his delicious velvety ass walls against my meat. As I slowly drove my dick all the way into his chute he uttered a grunt of pleasure as I bottomed out balls deep. “Oh fuck yeah. Your cock feels amazing filling me up.” I started slowly fucking him and since he was on his back I leaned forward and started fucking his mouth with my tongue while filling his rectum with my thrusting manhood. He kissed back enthusiastically stopping only for a moment to say. “Oh Fuck. Your bare dick feels so good filling my hole. I’ve missed being fucked like this so bad.” I kept waiting for the moment when Paul would say that his ass was opened up enough that I should put on a condom but it never came. Not that I was going to of course. I fucked him doggy style, on his back missionary style, standing up and bent over a chair. Each time he sensed that I was getting close he asked to change the position. Finally I was on my back on the bed with him riding me when I started feeling the cum rising in my loins. This time he grinned and said “Kiss me.” I sat up with him still riding my dick and kissed him open mouthed. To my amazement he started forcing air from his lungs into mine and vice versa as I shot a massive toxic load into his bowels. As I came down from my climax disengaged his mouth from mine saying. “Ok, now I get to fuck you bareback. Fair’s fair. Jesse won’t fuck bareback.” I looked at him with amazement. They had said that they had been together for five years in a monogamous relationship and they still used condoms? “Exactly how many times have you fucked raw?” “Only once, with one guy and I bottomed and topped.” If that was true then it had to have been Ben. More congratulations Ben I thought. Not only did you get him to cheat, but you got him to go bare and now he can’t stop. Once you go bare you cannot go back. Paul rolled me over onto my back, grabbed the lube and slicked up his dick with one hand while working some into my hole with the other. He lifted my legs and slid right in. Paul may have called himself mostly bottom but he sure knew how to fuck. After about an hour of being fucked by me without cumming himself, it did not take long for him to shoot his massive load deep in my colon. I felt him squirt nine or ten times. I let him recover for a minute or two. “Damn, Paul! You certainly needed that.” He grinned for a moment and then spoke. “Fuck yeah, all that stimulation getting fucked by you and then getting to fuck your juicy ass bare was almost too much for me.” I reached into the night stand and threw him a towel. He cleaned himself up and got dressed. As he was leaving he gave me a long hard deep kiss before saying. “Brandon, that was fucking hot.” “Up for a repeat sometime?” He looked at me wistfully. “Maybe. No. Probably not. I’m confused, conflicted. It makes things too complicated.” With that he turned around and walked out. He’ll be back, I thought. Most of the guys I’d fucked lately were poz or probably poz, so it had been wild to breed a neg guy up with my un-medicated load.

If you're a true bottom slut, a gangbang is the best thing that could happen to you! You get loads of fresh cum, you will get fucked in several different positions and different styles you might even get dp'd and/or fisted without having to discuss anything of that beforehand (If you don't want to get fisted or dp'd or something, you might want to agree apon that with the other tops beforehand or if you're looking to get gangbanged at a sauna, take a top with you whom you trust and who can make sure nothing happens that you don't want). In my experience private gangbangs can be good but most likely they won't. You will have better luck at a sauna / bath house. There's always a pool of horny tops that gets renewed continously so you will get a good share of cock and cum and the best part is: You won't even know who just shot his load up your ass! For me, personally, that's the best part of barebacking at saunas / bath houses. I love to get anonymous loads and i love being used like that. I also love if some guy occasionally slips in a fist without even asking, just assuming he can do with my cunt whatever he wants. This keeps happening more and more often recently. I think since fisting is becoming more mainstream, the threshold to just pop in a fist is getting lower. (Sorry for wandering a bit off topic ) So, what i was trying to say is: If you're a true bottom slut, you will enjoy the hell out of a ganbang! Sure, your pussy might burn become a bit sore. But in my experience, it's usually around the 3rd or 4th cock that you just need to pull yourself together and think about how awesome it is to get humped by a bunch of strangers and then, at some point your ass will eventually get kind of numb, so you won't have any trouble taking more and more loads. Afterwards you might feel a bit awkward down there but it's totally worth it and like someone here already mentioned, this side effect lessens when you become more accustomed to taking 10+ cocks in a row

hot story!!! love any big black daddies who wanna get me on the pipe and then on their pipe

Trust me I'm going to be there...

Great night at a dungeon party! After getting there and stripping down, I walked around to get a general overview of the shenanigans. I walked into the prison room and there was a hot cocksucker blowing a bear. I stood next to the bear, and as the cocksucker looked up, realized it was someone I know on a casual basis. He proceeded to give me mind blowing head, then stood up, turned around, and presented his ass to me. I shoved my cock in and began to fuck. IHis hole was smooth and silky. I held off as long as I could, but he got the six day load I'd been saving up. I decided to take a break and walk around. I relaxed for a while, and then headed to the medical room. There was a guy taking it doggy style and when his fucker saw me, he pulled out and told me to take a turn. His ass felt great, since he told me there were at least two loads in there. I fucked him for a while, then went to get some water. As I was getting the water, I walked u to the man I bred first and thanked him for taking my load. He told me he'd wanted it for a long time. We kiss, hug, rub for a while, then break apart. As I break away, a VERY aggressive, pocket bottom come up to me and started rubbing and kissing on me. He led me to a chair because he wanted to suck my cock. He was fantastic at it, but really wanted me to fuck him. I turned him around, rimmed him for a while, then stuck my cock in. He was so tight that it hurt, so I had to pull out and lube up. Then, his ass was awesome. I pounded away for a while, but wasn't able to breed him, so I moved on to other pastures. Back to the medical room with three hot daddies pulling a train. I was rock hard watching them, and so was another daddy watching. He bent over the table in front of me, and seeing my opportunity, slid into his hot hole. He was nice and wet, so he probably had a few loads in him. After about five minutes, I couldn't hold off and added my load to his collection

More than anything I feel great pride when I am gangbanged.

I really get off on being watched while I'm getting fucked and sucking cock. It started when I was young and just able to go into bars. I went into a leather bar on a very hot night, so I went in shirtless and sat at the bar. It wasn't long before a beer appeared before me. I looked across the bar and two rough looking guys in chaps and harnesses nodded at me and raised their beers. I smiled back at them and drank the beer they had sent over. I had gone in there with every intention of getting my ass fucked so I was happy when these guys came over and sat on each side of me. After I said hi and thanked them for the beer,we talked and before I knew it they had another two beers down me. I was feeling pretty good and both had their hands all over me. One slid his hand down my back, under my jeans and was feeling my ass crack eventually working his way to my hungry hole, I didn't resist and worked my ass back on the stool so he could finger my hole, which he quickly did. He looked at me and said "we were hoping you were a bottom" which I confirmed. I expected them to ask me to go home with them, but instead they asked me to come with them. I went with them downstairs where there was another dimly lit bar area. There were lots of guys down there, some were naked, I saw some guys were getting sucked, which got me excited. The two guys that took me down there smiled at me and one started kissing me while the other was taking off my shoes and my jeans so i was completely naked. I didn't resist and my cock got immediately erect. The guys both took out their cocks and I got on my knees and sucked on both of them. They got real hard, lifted me up, bent me over and took turns fucking my ass raw in front of everyone. Because I was new, it attracted a bunch of the guys down there to come over and watch. I thought it would be awkward, but instead it really turned me on and I loved having all those guys watch me taking both of their loads. I ended up sucking a lot more cocks down there that night and took a few more loads in my ass before the place close. Ever since that night I have been a real exhibitionist bare backer.

The best place for what you want is a bathhouse, sex club or sex party. Trying to arrange a gang bang on your own rarely works out. How does it feel to be fucked by multiple guys...generally pretty fuckin' good. You may not make it past two or three guys the first few times, however, once you know how to open up, you'll be able to handle more guys. I like poppers as I become a total slut using them. Also if the first couple guys drop their load in your hole, it will be easier to take more cock as their cum becomes lube.

CHAPTER 2 – THE POOL PARTY Dalton’s family has a private backyard with a large pool—or mostly private, anyway. Our two houses are perched next to each other on an embankment that juts out from the street like a natural cul de sac, effectively separating us from the other lots in the neighborhood. A fence runs along our shared property line, and we planted a thick grove of trees to give both houses a greater sense of seclusion. Not that it matters. Brian and I are voyeurs, so “seclusion” is a relative term. Before Dalton moved in, we lived next to a family of five, and the Dad was a silver fox type who would jack off in the Jacuzzi when he thought no one was watching. We discovered it by accident: one summer evening, we happened to be fucking a boy under the stars when we heard a sharp grunt from our neighbor’s house. We sneaked over to the property line just in time to see the silver fox climbing out of the hot tub, his impressive erection still at half-mast. The next evening, Brian and I cleared out a few spots in the foliage where we could have an unobstructed view of our neighbors’ backyard without fear of discovery. Then we sat next to the fence and waited, passing the time by jacking each other’s dicks; before long, I was wrapping my mouth around Brian’s thick shaft while he worked two fingers into my fuckhole with generous globs of Tina-laced lube. My ass began pushing back on him, squeezing his fingers as if trying to swallow his hand. Finally, he pulled me off his dick and fed me the fingers he’d been working into my hole. As I slurped greedily on the taste of my chemmed-up guts, Brian stared into my eyes with his trademark combination of adoration and amusement. “Oh, my hot little piggy,” he whispered, “I sometimes forget what a trashy little chemwhore you are.” “Not only that,” I replied. “I’m your trashy little chemwhore.” He flashed an evil grin before sliding his fingers back inside my hole, this time working a little rock of T into the liquid warmth already radiating from my ass to my cock to my nips. At last, when I couldn’t wait any longer, I removed his fingers from my ass, positioned my hole directly above his precum-slick cock, and lowered myself onto my man’s throbbing shaft in a single hungry downward thrust of my hips. Just then, as I was fully impaled on Brian’s twitching raw cock, the silver fox walked onto the adjoining back patio. Within a matter of seconds, he dropped his bathrobe—revealing a muscular mid-40s physique with salt-and-pepper fur—and sank into the hot tub. His head fell back; his mouth dropped open. And then his right shoulder began to shake as he beat his meat, unseen by us, beneath the surface of the water. Almost by reflex, I began milking Brian’s dick with my hole as I watched our neighbor stroke his cock. Then my husband wrapped his arms around me and began thrusting up into my hole, my entire body trembling in anticipation as I braced for a load of his warm poz cum. Moments later, we heard the silver fox grunt—the same grunt as the night before. And as we watched, he pushed his hips and his cock above the water, letting his cum fly in a thick spray from his fat mushroom head. Three distinct ropes of jizz flew into the air, then down into the froth of the Jacuzzi. And that’s when I felt Brian’s raw dick pulsing and flexing deep inside me, flooding my tweaked fuckhole with a fresh dose of his potent strain. Over the next two years, the silver fox jacked off many more times while we watched from the bushes. We started calling it “the late show,” and we caught it whenever we could. Most of the time, I sat on Brian’s dick when the silver fox started cumming, and Brian obliged with another buttful of poz seed. In fact, it became such a regular ritual for us that when our neighbors moved across the country, it was almost like our favorite TV show had been canceled. We shouldn’t have worried. As it turns out, the real show was just about to start. * * * Jesse secured us a spot at the pool party. He explained that the adults weren’t really expected to swim—they mostly sat around drinking and talking while their kids played in the pool. When the day of the party arrived, Brian and I chose tank tops to show off a little muscle and fur. We also wanted Dalton to catch a glimpse of the bulges in our board shorts, so we boosted the profile of our packages by wearing cockrings under tight white jockstraps. We arrived when the party was in full swing. As we passed through the sliding glass doors and entered the back patio, I saw Dalton on the opposite end of the pool, lifting himself out of the water, his swimsuit clinging tightly to his ass while a cascade ran down the muscles of his back and splashed against the elastic of his waistband. I glanced over at Brian, and I could tell he saw the same thing. His eyes, like mine, were glazed over with pure hunger for that hot little stud’s hole. The hostess—Dalton’s Mom—took us through the crowd, introducing us to people we didn’t care to remember. (We did, however, run into a few of Dalton’s football buddies, all of whom would look fucking fantastic buck-naked and spread-eagled, trussed up in our sling and forcibly impaled on anonymous poz cock.) Finally, our hostess waved to Dalton, who was chatting up some bitch by the pool. Must be Melissa, I thought to myself. I hope she’s enjoying that boy’s dick, because she might not be getting it much longer. I watched Dalton strut our way, his tight pecs leading the rest of his body in a cocky little bow-legged stride. Meanwhile, his wet swimsuit clung tightly to his cock, confirming the presence of a thick, fleshy piece of meat between those muscular legs. He gave both of us the once-over. And as he did, his expression changed: he didn’t grow visibly uncomfortable, but his face went oddly blank. “Dalton, these are our new neighbors. Meet Brian and Tom.” “Hey,” Dalton said noncommittally, holding out his hand for a quick shake. “Hey, buddy,” Brian replied. “Great party.” Dalton nodded vaguely. “Yeah, it's pretty cool.” An awkward pause. Then, turning to his Mom: “I need to grab another burger.” “K, hon,” she said with a pained smile. “There’s plenty of food, so eat all you want.” As Dalton walked away, quickly regaining his confident strut, she turned to us and shook her head. “Sorry about that. I swear he used to have manners.” “Oh, it’s fine,” I assured him. “Teenagers, you know?” I glanced back toward the barbecue, and caught Dalton looking our way again, his face still impossible to read. “He’s a little freaked out by us,” Brian said a few minutes later, leaning in close to me as we sat by the pool. “Definitely,” I replied. “Freaked out and fascinated. Poor little faggot.” * * * By that point, our dicks were straining against the fabric of our shorts. We needed release, and our first chance at Dalton wouldn’t come for another week at least. So when we were introduced to Charlene, a bottle-blond cougar who’d recently divorced and taken up with a much younger personal trainer named Jace, I saw the opportunity to let off some steam. Jace was clearly dumb as a post, but I didn’t mind—after all, that’s what muzzles are for. He was in his mid-20s, furry and scruffy, with a chiseled body that showed through his tight T-shirt. And from the moment I looked in his eyes, I had no doubt he was at least bisexual. After chatting him up for 10 minutes or so, I found what I was looking for: a pretext to get him back to our place. He said he was really into the Fast and Furious series, and I told him we’d just bought an imported box set that included tons of never-before-seen footage. Would he like to see it, maybe even borrow it? Of course he would. (Do we own any of the Fast and Furious movies? Of course we don't.) I winked at Brian as Jace and I slipped away from the party. Leading Charlene’s trophy-jock across the yard, I showed him through our front door and closed it firmly behind us. Then he and I stood in the entryway, staring at each other for a good minute or two. No mention of Fast and the Furious. We just stared. My cock twitched in anticipation, then twitched again. Finally, I glanced down at my crotch, gave my dick one more giant twitch, then looked back at Jace. With no change of expression, he simply dropped to his knees, pulled down my zipper, and fished out my rock-hard cock. It glistened with a layer of fresh precum. Opening his mouth wide, he engulfed me, sucking greedily and noisily—an experienced cocksucker for sure. I reached down to the small of his back and snapped the waistband of his shorts. He took my cue: with both hands, he gave his shorts a firm downward yank, exposing the muscled curve of his ass. My dick responded by drooling a long, thick rope of toxic cum into his mouth. “I need to fuck you,” I growled. He paused to consider. “You clean, dude?” My favorite dumbass question. “Of course,” I said with a smirk. “OK, cool—but you still gotta wear a rubber.” “No problem.” I grabbed him by the shoulders and guided him to his feet as I pointed toward the bedroom. “Now go get naked and wait for me on the edge of the bed.” Without even nodding, he did as he was told. Meanwhile, I grabbed the Tina-laced lube and followed him, shedding my clothes as I went. Entering the bedroom, I found Jace wearing nothing but a backwards ballcap, on all fours, his back perfectly arched to expose a clean-shaven, wide-open hole. I was a little disappointed that such a hot, furry boy would shave his ass, but then I remembered that a lot of closeted “straight” boys do that—they don’t seem to realize that pigs like me often appreciate a man’s hairy butt, especially when it’s dripping with piss and sweat and seed. “Look at you and your little shaved pussy,” I said to him, and he whimpered in reply. “You shave this because you hope some stud will mistaken you for just another bitch, huh?” Another whimper. “I bet you jack off thinking about a nice fat dick filling your cunt the way it needs to be filled. Don't you, boy?” He wagged his butt up and down, as if to say fuck yeah. “Of course you do, you fuckin’ faggot. Now listen, bitch: I’m gonna lube you up. But this lube is special—it’ll feel a little warm at first. It might even burn. That’s just how it works. Sort of like Icy Hot, you know? It’ll relax your ass muscles. Cool?” He nodded his head, his jockbutt still bobbing up and down eagerly. I scooped up a thick glob of our magic pig-lube with my right hand, spread his fuckhole apart with my left, and used two fingers to firmly push a healthy dose of greased-up chems into that eager, defenseless cunt. He tensed up, probably feeling the burn, but I just stayed inside him, rubbing his lower back with my free hand, slowly rotating my fingers to work the T into the lining of his hole. After a bit more squirming, he gradually exhaled in a low, guttural moan, and I felt a radiant warmth pass across the skin on my knuckles. He pushed his ass back against my fingers, taking me deeper. I grinned triumphantly: mine. As I removed my fingers, he yelped in frustration. I laughed. “Don’t worry, boy—I’m just putting a little more grease for your hole.” I scooped up an even bigger glob, this time with three fingers, then pushed all three into him, massaging his quivering fuckhole as he made a sound that was almost like purring. Then I pulled out again, and he reached back to spread his cunt wide open. “Patience, fag, patience. My fingers can’t get far enough inside you. If this lube’s gonna do your hole any good, it needs to penetrate further. That way you’ll be totally ready for my cock.” I reached into a side drawer and pulled out a needleless syringe that I’d prepared a few hours earlier by dissolving a strong bump of T in a little bit of water. (I always try to have at least one fully prepared booty bump on hand, just in case.) “You want to get lubed up nice and deep, bitch? Want to get your hole all good and ready for my dick?” He answered with a wordless groan. “Good answer, pig.” I inserted the plastic syringe as far as it would go, then pushed the plunger to deliver a giant payload into his guts. He arched his back even more as I pressed gently on his tailbone, letting gravity do the work of priming his hole for pozzing. As the drugs seized control of his brain, his butthole started quivering. I rubbed the length of my dick along that hungry musclebutt; he responded by burrowing his head deeper into the sheets and spreading his legs a little more. “Oh, and one more thing, pig,” I said to him, pressing my mushroom head against his taint, “I don’t use rubbers. Ever. And if you insist on a condom, you’re not getting my dick. Understood?” He reached back and spread his hole a little wider. “You just spread your hole for me. Does that mean you want me to bareback your hungry hole?” No answer. “Tell me, pig,” I said, grabbing a rough handful of his hair and pulling his head back. “Do you want my raw cock?” “Fuck dude, whatever,” he said, his voice shaking now. “I don’t fuckin’ care. Please shove your dick in me.” “Not sure I heard that, pig. Say it again.” “I don’t fuckin’ care. Please give me your dick. I need your fuckin’ cock, bro.” “You want my raw cock to slide in you, pound you bareback, and fill you up with a load of my seed?” “I’ll do whatever you want, fucker. Just please, please give me your dick. I can’t believe how fuckin’ hungry I am. Please feed me, dude.” “Feed you what?” “Cock, cum, anything. Seriously, bro. I’m begging you.” I grinned. “Good boy. Now brace yourself.” He exhaled—a sigh of relief. Meanwhile, I held his ass in place with my left hand. With my right, I slid the head of my cock inside his smooth fuckhole, just holding it there for about 10 seconds as I lubed his butt with some of my toxic precum. At last, with no further warning, I pushed the entire length of my raw dick into him. He let out another deep sigh as his starving cunt spasmed against the skin of my shaft. “You like this raw cock inside you, boy?” “Fuck, dude. Please pound my hole.” “You got any plans tonight?” “Yeah. Just with my girl.” “I want you to cancel. Got it? Cancel your plans.” “Whatever you want, bro. Please just fuck me.” “I’ll fuck you—don’t worry. But first you need to do what I say.” “Absolutely. Whatever you say.” “Alright, boy—then here’s what we’re doing. We’re getting dressed. We’re going back to the party. We’re saying our goodbyes. You’re cancelling your plans. And then you’re coming back here to get pounded by raw dick all night long. Are we clear, faggot?” “Fuckin’ A. Yes, dude.” “Don’t you worry, boy—your patience will be rewarded. I promise you that.” As we talked, my cock kept twitching deep inside him—and with each twitch, his wide-open hole absorbed another little dose of my virus. He would need as much viral lube as he could get, because in a few hours he’d be at the mercy of Tristan, our merciless dealer. Tristan was full of surprises, but one thing was certain: by the time he got his dick in this boy’s slammed-up hole, Charlene would definitely need to find a new personal trainer to fuck. MORE SOON...

Married bi guy here, still fucking my wife a lot, and I love taking it bare. Nothing hotter for me than fucking her doggie style with a guys load up my ass. I've reached back and used it for lube in her pussy. For me to spread my legs and take a nice bare cock up my ass and then feel him shoot and to take his load is the ultimate in pleasure and intamacy between us. Fill me up and push it in deep.

I've been breeding a married mate for bout 2 years now. I never suit up and thats wot he likes - his mrs is the kind of lights-off man on top bird who got no idea how to satisfy him. I mount his ass every sunday morn and breed the fuck out of him! He grunts n moans like a bitch.

I find married guys love to bareback. Actually they never ask status. One told me he love to fuck ass. His wife will not let him very often so when she does he makes him wear a rubber. With me he texts me. I clean out lube up and he then fucks me. He just loves to bareback and cum inside me. Of course I do too

Fantasy is stylized reality. Good fiction is realistic only if it stimulates our senses. Good job.