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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.

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.

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 31 but look about 25, I am 5'11", athletic build with dark blond/light brown hair. I am pretty much smooth all over, except my legs which are pretty hairy. I have an amazing arse and make an excellent bottom boy. I've been barebacking since my teens. I hope you enjoy the story. It was Thursday evening at last and the start of my long weekend off work. I’d had to work the previous four weekends but now it was my time to relax. I drove home, it was a beautiful hot summer evening and the weather forecast was promising non-stop sunshine. I got out of my uniform as soon as I walked in through the front door and headed for a shower. As I dried myself off I texted my dealer asking if he was around this evening and if he could sort me out with some gear. He was free around 20:30 and the price was good– it was a big order so I got bulk discount. I dried myself off, making sure that I was completely smooth all over, threw on a pair of loose shorts and a t-shirt before heading to my dealer’s place. I knocked on the door and one of his regulars answered the door, I gave him a hug and walked in, kicking my flip-flops off in the hallway. There were three other regulars there, all sitting around drinking cans of coke and enjoying a spliff. Kirk, my dealer, was sat in an armchair at the end of the room weighing out small bags of gear and decanting GHB into smaller bottles. Kirk is black, in his early 40s, poz and is rumoured to have a massive cock with a metal ring through the end of it. I have no idea how true this is, he’s just my mate and my dealer. He looked up, saw me and smiled. I walked over to him and gave him a big hug; his muscled arms wrapped around me and gave me a squeeze. He gestured for me to sit down and told me that he was just measuring out the last of the gear for me. I put the cash on the table in front of him, he didn’t have to count it; he knew that I was good for the £250. We made small talk and I told him about my plan to get completely fucked up over the weekend. He smiled and laughed and said he wished he was young enough to join in. He passed my the bags of mcat and crystal meth, a bottle of GHB and a bottle of poppers, and a pack of ten Viagra to keep the party going. I thanked him, waved goodbye to his regulars and headed out the door. Back in the car I checked the gear that he’d given me and saw an extra bag of gear with a winky smiley drawn on in black marker. I didn’t know what it contained but if it was from Kirk, I knew it would be good. I drove home, stripped off, did a couple of small lines to get me started and opened Grindr. I had 10 old messages saying “hey” or “hi”, but nothing worth reading so I deleted them and changed my profile name to “HnH raw bttm”. I scanned the profiles and it was mostly the same pics that were always there, but a new one caught my eye: Joey, 24, white, hung top, 4 miles away. I messaged him with a pic of my arse and body and asked if he was free tonight. To my surprise he messaged back straight away with a pic of his beautiful cock with a big head and a drop of precum oozing out the end. He said he was visiting from Brighton but his mates had let him down at the last minute so he was looking for somewhere to crash tonight. I said he could stay at mine if he was cool with chems and bareback. He replied with a load of winky smileys and asked for more pics. We sent a few more back and to and he was gorgeous so I sent him my address. He told me that he wanted me blindfolded on all fours on my bed wearing a jockstrap with a buttplug in. I told him that I only had big buttplugs and he replied, “the bigger the better”. I agreed and said that I’d be ready and waiting for him. I prepared some bombs of mcat and crystal meth in Rizzla papers, made up a couple of drinks with GHB in and popped a Viagra. The fresh bottle of poppers were on the bedside table and were so strong that I almost got high from just taking the lid off. Joey was about 5 minutes away so I lubed up the buttplug, took some mcat and GHB, three deep hits of poppers and squatted over it. I felt it cold against my hole and pushed down on to it, feeling it opening my hole and stretching me, then it popped in and I felt a rush flow up through my body. I had a line of crystal meth, put on my jockstrap and blindfold and waited. After a couple of minutes I heard someone open the front door and let themselves in, they came up the stairs and walked in through my bedroom door. Neither of us said a word. I listened to him get undressed and he headed over to the bed where I was waiting on all fours, my plugged ass in the air. I took a couple of hits of the poppers and waited, precum poured from my cock from the excitement. He was behind me, he leant over and gently kissed both of my ass cheeks and ran a finger around the base of the buttplug, stroking my ring. Then, without warning, he grabbed the plug firmly and pulled it straight out of me leaving my hole gaping wide open. I shouted “fuck” but he told me to shut up and take some more poppers whilst he rubbed some of the crystal meth around the inside of my gaping hole. It started to burn as the crystals rubbed my delicate insides, but then a feeling of warmth and extreme horniness spread through me and I was begging him to ruin my hole. He leant over me, the tip of his precum covered cock just teasing my arse and whispered in my ear “do you really want me to ruin your cunt forever?”. “Yes!” I replied, taking two more deep hits of poppers and sending myself higher than I had ever been before. “OK” he said and pushed all 9 inches of his cock into me in one go. It felt amazing but then he started to push his hand inside me too, finger after finger entered my hole beside his cock until his whole hand was inside me and he was fucking my stretched out hole, rubbing his precum all over my insides. He started fucking and fisting me at the same time, wave after wave of intense please pulsed through me as he got rougher and rougher. He whispered in my ear “Where do you want my load?”. “Inside me” I replied. “You are bleeding, are you sure?”, “Fuck yes” I said as I imagined his thick creamy load shooting deep into my guts. His pounding got quicker and then he stopped with his dick completely inside me and he started wanking himself off. He grunted and I felt his whole body spasm as he shot a weeks worth of cum into my ruined bleeding hole. He pulled his cock and fist out of me at the same time and immediately replaced them with the buttplug. “Stay there” he said, “I’ve got another present for you”. Long Weekend – Part 2 He got off the bed and went over to his pile of clothes where he messaged someone on his phone before coming back to the bed. He told me to turn over and sit up, which I did, and he gave me one of the premade bombs of mcat and crystal meth and I swallowed it with the drink laced with GHB. After he’d helped me with a glass of water to wash away the taste he told me that his friends hadn’t let him down but were actually in a van outside and he’d messaged them to come in. I asked how many and how old they were, he told me that there were three of them, two other young guys like him, 23 and 26, and their daddy, 48, who had the thickest cock he’s ever seen and had piercings along the whole length of it. By now the chems had really kicked in and I couldn’t think about anything other than getting my hole used and seeded. The idea of these four guys taking turns to breed me seemed like heaven so of course I agreed. He told me to take some more poppers to get me really flying and then they would start using my holes. After the second hit of poppers I heard them coming up the stairs, I was still blindfolded but I could hear three new voices. The older guy, who they all called Daddy, told them to unpack the equipment and set it up by the bed. I asked what equipment and they told me that it was a video camera and tripod and a few straps and sex toys. I could’ve tried to refuse but there were four of them and only one of me, and I was so high that I would agree to anything. Whilst the three lads set up the camera, Daddy stripped off and got on to the bed, pushing my on to my back and propping my plugged arse up on pillows to make it more accessible. He gently teased the buttplug and pulled it out of me slowly, allowing a stream of pink cum to run out of my gaping hole. Daddy scooped some of it up with his fingers and pushed it back into my hole, then used the rest to smear over his thick pierced cock. He slapped my exposed hole with the head of his rapidly hardening cock, causing the piercings down the length of his shaft to jangle against each other. He positioned the head of his cock against my hole, took a hit of poppers and then held the bottle under my nose for six long slow hits. My hole opened up and he started to push his thick pierced cock inside me. I had never been fucked my a pierced cock before and every piercing sent a new wave of slutty pleasure through my body as they forced their way in through my ring and rubbed against my prostate. It was definitely the thickest cock I had ever had and I felt so full. Daddy asked me if I liked his cock and all I could do was whimper in a mix of pleasure and pain. He slid in and out of me slowly, the metalwork in his cock rubbing my delicate insides, and his three sons were watching and wanking. Daddy pulled out and rubbed some more crystal meth around my gaping hole to make me hornier and sluttier and more relaxed. After the burn had subsided and he had pushed his cock back inside me I begged for more. He told his youngest son, Josh, to slide his cock into me at the same time. After a couple of changes of position, Josh’s 8 inch cock was hammering in and out of my hole whilst Daddy enjoyed the new tightness. I could tell that Daddy was getting close to cumming because his breathing was deeper and his groans were more frequent. He told Josh to pull out and to hold my cunt wide open with both hands and then he wanked himself off all over my hole before telling Josh to fist it into me. It burned as Josh fisted it deep into my guts and it felt like no cum I’d ever had before. I asked Daddy what had happened and he chuckled and said “Welcome to the family, you belong to me now, you’re carrying my strain”. He got off the bed and told Josh and Zack, the eldest, to finish me off. They got me on all fours and spitroasted me, taking turns to use my hole and my mouth, the taste of poz cum on their cocks. Joey, who had been quietly operating the video camera, came over to the bed and released my rock hard cock from my jockstrap and started to wank me, more and more precum oozed out of my cock as he played with my sensitive head. “I’m going to suck your last ever load of neg cum out of you” he said as he slid underneath me to suck me off and watch his brothers breed my hole. As Zack shot the last drop of cum into my hole and pushed the buttplug back to keep it all inside, I came into Joey’s mouth, the most powerful orgasm of my life. I collapsed onto the bed with a massive smile on my face and four poz loads in my sloppy greedy hole. Long Weekend – Part 3 I had lost all track of time and couldn’t even tell if it was day or night. I slipped the blindfold off and looked around my room. At first I wasn’t sure if I had imagined what had just happened but I could hear the guys downstairs and my arse was sore and plugged. I slipped the cum-drenched jockstrap off and put it in the laundry basket before putting a towel around my waist and heading for the shower. The hot water felt amazing against my skin and I gingerly squatted down and eased the plug out of my arse. A huge blob of thick pinky white cum fell out of me, followed by a stream of yet more cum. I touched my hole with my fingers and it wasn’t closing. I tried to clench but it just stayed open and gaping. I finished washing, towelled myself off and headed to the kitchen for a glass of water. The four guys were in the lounge watching porn on the TV. I downed my glass of water and sat down on the sofa between two of them. None of them were in their 20s or 30s, they were all older guys in their 40s and 50s who had duped me with false photos and I had been blindfolded. Each of them had a large toxic symbol tattooed above his cock and they smiled as I realised what had happened. Daddy, the oldest guy in his late 50s, explained that they had all been poz for at least twenty years and had never had any treatment so their viral loads were as high as possible. The told me that they enjoyed pozzing slutty young bottom boys like me and increasing the size of their poz family. Before I could reply, Daddy asked me what my deepest darkest fantasy was now that there were no repercussions. I sat quietly for a bit, thinking, and then said that it was being gang raped by hung black poz guys and being fisted between each cock until my rosebud hung out. All four guys smiled and nodded – they definitely approved and their cocks were hardening again. Daddy asked me if I knew of anyone could help so I nodded and went upstairs to get my phone. I texted my dealer Kirk and explained what had happened and asked if he’d be up for joining in, then I texted my mate Tim from back home and told him what had happened and asked if he was free to come down for the weekend. Tim and I had had a dirty weekend of breeding and fisting in a hotel a couple of years previously and it was his goal to give me a permanent rosebud. I waited for a reply then realised that it was Friday morning and they would probably still be asleep. To my surprise, Kirk replied first and said that he wasn’t free until the afternoon but he was definitely up for breeding my hole with his poz cum. Then he sent me a photo of his cock and the rumours were not wrong – it was huge with a big metal ring through the end of it. And above his cock, tattooed but slightly hidden by his pubes, was a toxic symbol. I replied with a message of my ruined hole and told him that I couldn’t wait for later. Tim replied about half an hour later and explained that he had work, but when I told him what our plan was and that he could actually live his fantasy and turn my rosebud inside out, he called into work saying he was ill and started the drive down to my place. By the time Tim and Kirk arrived the four guys had all dumped at least one more load in me and ravaged my hole with the selection of toys that they had brought with them. After the introductions, Daddy took me upstairs to my bedroom where my bed had been pushed to one side and a sex swing had been erected with plastic sheeting to protect the floor. One video camera had been attached to the top of the frame looking straight down at where my arse would be, and the other was on a tripod looking at my arse. Daddy helped me to prepare some drinks laced with GHB and large bombs of mcat, crystal meth, and the mysterious powder that Kirk had given me for free. I took two large bombs with a drink of GHB before getting into the sling and Daddy strapped my feet up before rubbing a generous dose of crystal meth inside my hole. He passed me a fresh bottle of extra strong poppers and asked me if I was ready. I nodded, took a couple of huffs of the poppers and relaxed back into the sling. I was absolutely flying by the time Kirk walked in through the door, his massive black cock pointing straight out in front of him. I looked at him and said “Breed me”. Without putting any lube or spit on his cock or my hole he just shoved the whole thing inside me and started fucking me mercilessly. I could feel the big metal ring rubbing against my prostate and up through my second ring. He looked deep into my eyes and said “Beg for it”. I took two more hits of poppers so that my hole was as open as it could be and started chanting “Breed me with your poz load” over and over again. His thrusts got deeper and I could feel his cock getting harder and thicker inside me. Then he exploded inside my hole and continued to fuck me hard, rubbing his toxic load into my guts. He slapped my face hard and shouted open your mouth before spitting on my face. I licked my lips and he did it again before pulling out and shouting for Tim to come upstairs. As Tim walked in, I was licking the mixture of blood, cum and ass juices off Kirk’s cock. Tim scooped up some of the cum that had dribbled onto the floor and used it to lube up his fists before ramming one inside me. He punch fucked me for a few minutes and then started pushing his second fist inside. Kirk held the bottle of poppers under my nose and made me take hit after hit. Soon both of Tim’s fists were punching in and out of me and my hole felt amazing. He pushed both fists in as deep as they would go and and then pulled them out quickly at the same time, causing some of my rosebud to come out of my hole completely. He stood there and stared at it. I was too loose and relaxed to suck it back inside myself, it just hung there, dripping with poz cum. He massaged my delicate insides with his hands and then started to fuck them with his precum covered cock. Waves of pleasure shot through my body as Tim added his load to my sloppy ruined cunt. He pulled out and walked around the sling so I could suck his cock clean. He looked into my eyes and said “I’m poz too, always have been” and winked. I looked up at him, his cock still in my mouth, and smiled. Long Weekend - Part 4 The guys unloaded their fucking machine from the back of the van and attached it to the frame of the sex swing, lining up the large ribbed dildo with my ruined hole. My arse was so full of cum that I didn’t need any lube, but they rubbed a generous portion of crystal meth over the end of the dildo to push it deep into my hole. They turned on the fucking machine and it slowly started to slide in and out of my cunt, I was in heaven. They turned up the speed until it was running at maximum and the dildo was just a blur as it pounded my hole relentlessly. They gave me another bomb of chems with some GHB and left me there with a bottle of poppers. They took my phone downstairs and logged into my Grindr account, updating the profile name to “No load refused” and started chatting to anyone who showed any interest. Within an hour they had 8 confirmed guys to come over and breed me, from 19 to 72 years of age. They came upstairs after an hour to find me in a world of euphoria, covered in my own cum and with a messy gaping cummy hole that offered no resistance to the relentless assault from the fuck machine. They switched it off and pulled it out of me before undoing my straps and helping me out of the swing and into the shower. They washed me and made me presentable for the queue of guys who were waiting to breed me. They had been told that there were no limits and no rules, except that their loads had to go up my ass. To avoid having lots of different cars arriving at the house and drawing unwanted attention, they decided to take me in the van to a local area of woodland that was well known for cruising. The 8 guys would meet us there and take turns breeding me. I put on a jockstrap, some loose shorts and a t-shirt and jumped into the back of the van, which had a mattress in. Joey drove with Josh and Zack beside him in the front. Daddy, Kirk and Tim got in the back with me and took turns fucking me as we drove to the woods. Once we were there, Kirk asked if I’d ever tried slamming before. I said that I hadn’t and that I wasn’t keen on trying. Kirk winked at Daddy and Tim and they pinned me down so that Kirk would inject me with a decent hit of crystal meth. I felt the sharp point of the needle and then they released the tourniquet, the rush engulfed my body and I coughed hard before falling back on to the mattress. I was in outer space and could think of nothing but filling my hole; it was so hungry; it needed to be filled. Daddy saw the hunger in my eyes and lay on his back and told me to sit on his thick pierced cock, then Kirk came up behind me and slid his monster black cock inside me at the same time. I was in heaven as they fucked me. There was a knock at the back door and Tim opened in cautiously. It was the 19-year-old, he was tall and muscular and was wearing a pair of tight gym shorts and a tank top. A large patch of precum was seeping across his shorts, that were tight against his big cock. Clearly turned on by the site of my hole being raped by these two older guys, he jumped into the back of the van and unleashed his veiny cock. Daddy and Kirk pulled out and put me on my back ready to receive this 19-year-old’s seed. His balls were the size of eggs and hung low in a perfectly smooth ballbag. He milked his cock and a glob of yellow green goo eased out of his piss slit. The other guys looked at him and said “no load refused” and pulled my legs back to expose my trashed hole. The 19-year-old rubbed the infectious puss over my hole and then slammed into me with all his weight. He reached over me and picked up a large dildo and told me to take some poppers. Tim held the poppers under my nose as the 19-year-old lad forced the dildo into my hole beside his cock, then he picked up another one and tried to do the same, but it was a bit too big. “Give him some more chems” he said as he fucked my hole with his dick and the dildo. Kirk pulled out the bag with the winky smiley on it and said “this is what he needs” before mixing some with GHB, mcat, crystal meth and Red Bull. I downed the mixture and Kirk gave me another slam. Five minutes later both dildos were firmly in my hole and the 19-year-old was close to cumming. Tim went behind the 19-year-old and without warning pushed his precum-covered dick up his tight hole. The 19-year-old screamed for Tim to stop but Daddy and Kirk pinned him down on top of me and spread his ass cheeks so Tim could fuck him easier. I held the poppers under the 19-year-old’s nose and he soon started enjoying the fuck and moaning. Then I felt his cock twitch and unload his dirty spunk deep into my hole. His hole tightened around Tim’s cock and Tim shot his poz load up the young lads hole. He thought the fucking was over but then the three blokes who had been in the front of the van came to take turns with their new fuck toy. After he’d taken loads from everyone, he was sent away to find more guys.

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.

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!

Why would he refused you? He said he wanted your load. Stop waiting 14 days to blow your load. Tell him to be ready at a certain time & go BREED his ass. We know he wants your LOAD. If for any reason he says no -- Move on because there are many Bareback Bottoms who will take your SEED !!

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.

You are a man who was created to breed, I'd be sad for you if you didn't work to get as many of us cum dumps lined up for your pleasure. We're here to serve you, after all! Add the fact that you still manage to work out and work your job, you're doing just fine.

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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!

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Keep posting! As ALWAYS another Hot piece of writing...

My purpose is to collect and hold loads of cum for tops. My purpose is to open my holes whenever a top needs to discharge his seed, take it willingly, and keep it warm incubating in my guts or stomach when its given. I'm on the other side of you and know what you mean. I only wish I could get more cum to carry for my alpha males.

I'm so looking forward to cumunion this Friday at steamworks! I plan on it being record breaker for me. I'm determined to going way past my 8 or 9 load max. I'm hoping to at least double that or more this weekend!

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.

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!!

My cock is 7" x 8.75", so it's not really long, but really really thick. Whereas most comments on this topic talk about length, I find that it's my girth that causes a problem for a lot of bottoms. "I can deal with long cocks, but yours is too fat for me" is a sentence I hear regularly. And I'm too impatient a top to give a bottom lots of time to get used to it and stretch his hole slowly. That's why I prefer loose and gaping (pre-fucked) whore holes, that can take my cock slamming into them from the get-go. As a bottom, I'm not choosey. Small cocks, big cocks, hard or soft, cocks, fists, arms or toys - when my hole is hungry, it takes ANYthing it can get.

I am a bisexual guy who has a hunger for cock and as much as I try I cannot help but give into my urges every so often. Due to my job I visit various businesses with my newspaper, one such venue was a gay sex shop in Spain which was owned by a cute Italian. I had visited the shop twice before but had done nothing about my urges, but last week the sun was out and my arse was twitching, so I decided to venture to the shop with a plan in my mind. I arrived and was treated like a long lost friend, being given a welcoming kiss and a coffee. After some small talk I brought up the subject of cock rings and played dumb saying I had never worn one and so I would welcome the proprietor's advice. He greeted my remarks with a smile, gesturing for me to go upstairs where, he quietly remarked, he would help fit me - just to make sure it was perfect. My plan was working and I was so nervous, my heart pounding in my chest and cock straining against my shorts. Once upstairs he opened the cabinet to reveal rings from silicone to steel. "I like the steel one," I remarked. "I need to see your cock to make a suggestion," he noted, so I unzipped my cock, presenting myself for his examination. "We'll need a big one!" he all but gasped, and handing me the biggest one he had in stock. I struggled to put it on, and then he said "Balls first, then head of the cock and then the shaft." I was fumbling so much he grabbed my cock and helped me. Once fitted my cock started to grow and he smiled in approval. We looked at each other and that was the moment for which I was looking: I grabbed his cock and found he was wearing a cute leather ring. I sank to my knees and deep throated his generous seven inch cock. After I had gotten him fuly erect, he withdrew from my mouth, fell to his knees, and sucked me. He was an excellent cock sucker. As he worked my tool, I worked my arse with a couple of fingers and plenty of spit. In between snogging the face of each other and trading blow jobs, my crotch and ass crack were quite wet. I moved his hands to my arse and put his finger against my hole. He gasped asking "Have you have lubed?" "No," I replied, "just spit and natural juices." With that I bent over saying simply "Fuck me." "Should I get a condom?" he asked. I shook my head, commenting "I want your seed deep in my hole. Make me your bitch." He smiled and, without another word, slid in nice and deep. Initially he fucked me slowly, gradually picking up his pace, and adding increasing muscle to each thrust. After a minute or so he withdrew and gestured that I should bend over the balcony, saying the position would aid him in fucking me properly. I positioned myself as he directed, which enabled me to look down on the open door of the sex shop below. The knowledge that anyone walking in who chanced to look-up only enhanced the experience. He started to fuck me nice and hard, pulling out and plunging straight back in. He also played with my cock, keeping me on the edge as he plunged in balls deep, working his way to completion. It felt so right and I was more than happy in the knowledge I would soon be bred. The unmistakable tightening of my hole, the twitch of his balls and the tightening of his grasp of my waist tight, presumably so I couldn't escape, told me he was seconds away from release. "I'm coming," he gasped, "where do you want it?" "Where do you think?" With that he moaned, exploding inside my arse. God, I was so horny. I shot through the balcony onto the floor of the shop below. We both collapsed and afterwards cleaned up. I smiled, thinking my plan had worked quite well. As I left we exchanged numbers as we are planning a threesome with his boyfriend, at which time I will be bred by two gorgeous cocks. What a lovely day in Torremolinos that was.

Been another busy week! As of this post I'm going to start counting loads and see what I get to before the year is up (or I end up in a relationship that doesn't see me being this active). Here's what's been going on with me over the past week or so: 1. Been hanging out with bear daddy. We're officially a month in and I'm happy to say I'm his boy! He was nice enough to buy us champagne and sweets before he opened my hole and came not once, but twice. I'm glad to know that in any season I know I can get some good dick from someone no questions asked. 2. Met up with bear daddy one day for a quick load and then headed uptown to another bear (bears REALLY love twinks; this is news to me) who proceeded to feed me poppers, throw me on his couch and made me tell him about all my recent fucks while he dumped a massive load in me. Afterwards I find out that he hadn't came in 2 weeks and was saving it all just for me. What a nice guy! 3. So I went back to the same dude not long after, simply because we didn't get much time to hang the last time. He really made sure I got what I came for though; he emptied his balls into my pussy 3 times! And each load stretched out my hole more and more until some starting leaking out with his dick still inside. Definitely wrecked me good, and not the last time I'd see him. 4. Bear daddy and I went out for an actual date in Chelsea a few days ago, and while I love being his personal cumdump I also love that we have an actual working relationship. I'm one out of a few other boys but he apparently likes spending his time with me the most. I'm not complaining; we went and had lunch and then he gave me his sperm up my hole as dessert. I went to spend the night with an old friend and ended up having to push out bear daddy's cum on the bathroom floor. A big load from a guy with a big heart (and dick lol) 5. Bear daddy had a day off so I went to his place where he pounded my back doors in for about 3 hrs. He didn't cum this time, which is fine. I'm not pent up about a load as long as the actual fuck is good. We watched movies for a bit and cuddled before I got a text from the uptown bear saying that he had a surprise for me. Knowing what that meant I said goodbye to my daddy friend and got uptown in 30 minutes to not only find my buddy, but another bear that had been trying to breed me months ago but never followed through. I was in pig heaven! I sucked on both of their fat dicks, played with their nipples, and obeyed every order my buddy barked at me. It wasn't long before my buddy planted two loads in me, followed by the new top, and then again by the buddy. My pussy was happy to drinking all that bear cum! The next one is long, but I assure you it's the best! 6. This was just in the past 48 hrs. I had two days off in a row and when that happens, I try to take as many loads as possible. Not to beat a goal, but to have fun. I ended up hanging with my bud with faves for 2 hrs for a single load (ugh) when I got a hit from a really popular top on BBRT. He's known to be a bit rough with his bottoms and kinda pervy. He gave me his address and I ran there. I was not disappointed; he definitely degraded me a little while outlining that he was just going to use my pussy to masturbate with while ignoring me. That didn't work out; he ended up talking about how much my pussy was meant to take his cock and that he hadn't had hole like that in a while. It was a definite confidence booster to here from someone that regularly puts his boys through the ringer. He gave me his number and told me to text him any time. With that I left his place uptown and made my way to my bear daddy's place. I told him about my day and with a "look" in his eye he threw me on the bed, loaded up porn, and used my hole to masturbate like the guy before him planned to. I was obedient and let him ravage me for not one, but two loads. I left soon after (daddy was trying to get cuddly) for the next hookup; my first out of town visitor. 52 year old dude but definitely in great shape and looked younger. He managed to acquire some faves and he proceeded to load me up 3 times over 10 hrs! I love that I keep finding tops that really can go long sessions, and we kissed for a hour or so. As of this posting, my load count (excluding earlier fucks) is: 19! A lot for just a week. NYC tops, where are you all? Anyone want to help the load count go up?

Went to a massage party in Ann Arbor. Got there a few minutes late, stripped down and joined the folks. There were 2 rooms where guys were trading massages. Kinda hot, I was getting a bit of attention when they should have been focusing on the person getting massaged. A little after I got there, this hot black man with dreads joined. Lanky and big dick.I couldn't tell if he was giving me eye contact but he had my attention. After a short amount of time, the facilitator asked him to join the other group in the other room. Fuck. Well, maybe meet up with him after the party was over. When time was up, he came back into the room and we continued to migrate toward each other. Long story short, before I knew it, his dick was in my ass till he finally gave me the nut. We talked and exchanged numbers. Hope to meet him on a semi regular basis. Not too far from me and same line of work. And big dick!

Long Weekend – Part 8 Carl and Mike gave me a tour of their beautiful home, starting on the ground floor with the kitchen, dining room and spacious reception rooms before moving upstairs to a long corridor of guest bedrooms. At the end of the corridor was their room, twice the size of the other bedrooms with two rooms leading off it. The first was the en suite bathroom and the second was their ‘playroom’ with a sex swing in the centre, a fuck bench against the back wall, and racks of toys, leather clothing and fetish gear on either side. Five large flat screen displays dominated the wall above the fuck bench with live video feeds from the guest bedrooms and bareback porn. “And through there is your room”, said Mike as he gestured to a black door almost completely hidden from view in the back corner of the playroom. “Go on, have a look”, said Carl, “I hope you’ll enjoy living here with us”. I pushed open the black door and cautiously stepped through. I was expecting a stained mattress on the floor with a couple of dirty blankets and a pile of drug paraphernalia. I was surprised to find a large double bed with crisp white linen and matching bedroom furniture. The drawers of the dresser were open and a wide array of jockstraps, thongs, and other horny underwear were waiting for me. “These are the only clothes you’ll need around the house. Your cunt will always be on show and ready for use. No is not a word you can use”, said Mike with a smile on his face. “Yes Sir”, I replied. “There’s no need for ‘sir’ round here, just call us Carl and Mike, but we do own you” said Mike. I nodded and started getting undressed. Carl walked up behind me as I was bent over taking off my shoes and slipped a finger into my sensitive hole. I moaned and looked up to see Mike rubbing his crotch, his bulge swelling in his fitted trousers. With his finger still in my hole, Carl lent forward and said, “There is every type of drug you could want in the cabinet over there, have whatever you want and be waiting for us in the sling in 10 minutes”. “Blindfolded”, added Mike, “and don’t forget the poppers, you’ll need them”. They walked out and left me excited and nervous. I quickly finished getting undressed, chose a hot jockstrap from the drawer, and went over to the cabinet of chems. I started with Viagra tablet and a large bomb of mcat with a glass of GHB and Red Bull. Then I prepped a couple of slams of crystal meth and was closing the cabinet when I saw a bag of the mysterious white powder with the winky smiley on. I wet my finger with spit, dipped it in the bag and covered it with the powder before fingering myself with it. I could already feel the drugs taking effect so grabbed the slams, the poppers and blindfold and headed into the playroom. All five of the flat screen displays were showing porn: young smooth toned guys getting bred by hung older guys of every shape and colour. I lay back in the sling and gave myself the two slams, coughing hard after each one. I put on the blindfold and held the fresh bottle of poppers under my nose, the chemical aroma filled my nostrils and I inhaled deeply. I was flying. I heard the door from the master bedroom open and bare feet walk towards me. My arse was right at the edge of the sling and my feet were held up in leather stirrups leaving my hole completely exposed. The feet walked around the sex swing, then a second pair walked in and closed the door. I heard the sound of lube being dispensed from a bottle then just the background noise from the porn. They walked around me, the suspense of not knowing what they were about to do made my drugged-up mind race. One of them gave the instruction “Poppers” and I complied, taking several deep huffs, feeling my hole relax and the need to be filled grew. “Please use me and breed me” I begged, “ I want your toxic loads inside me, I need them, please”. Without warning, one of them held my arse cheeks open and the other forced his lubed fist straight into me and then started brutally punch fucking my hole. I felt a burn like nothing I had felt before, shards of crystal meth in the lube were being forced into my guts with each punch and my hole felt like it was on fire. Then as it started to take effect I started to beg for it harder and faster, my cunt craved the brutal assault it was getting and soon he was fisting me with both hands together. After five minutes of double fist fucking he pulled them out together and my worn out hole gaped and was filled with rosebud. “Push” they said together and as I did, my arse prolapsed and they started rubbing more shards into my exposed pink guts. Mike took Carl’s place between my legs and grabbed my prolapse with both hands and pushed his massive black cock into it and started fucking me mercilessly. I moaned and begged for his poisonous load so he gripped my thighs and pounded my wrecked cunt before grunting and filling me with shot after shot of thick white cum. He slowly fucked me, smearing his toxic cum all over my battered insides, before sliding out of me and putting his cock in my eager mouth. As I licked and sucked the mixture of juices and chems off his cock, Carl positioned the head of his pierced cock at my gaping hole and forced all eleven inches into me in one go. His fuck was slow and deep, feeling every crease of my insides with his sensitive cock, precum leaking from around the fat piercing and mixing with Mike’s huge load. Mike grabbed a weighty dildo off the racking and slid it, dry and unlubed, into my hole next to Carl’s cock. The stretch in my cunt felt amazing and the new tightness caused Carl to unload his heavy balls deep inside me. “Don’t move” instructed Mike as Carl pulled out of me and they left the room. I was blindfolded, my arse had been destroyed, I was dripping with poz cum, and I was happier than I ever thought possible.

Just took a load of a regular FB who needed to drain his balls. Nothing like buddies who know you're a big enough slut to take it when ever they want to use you

Shot my little swimmers up the ass of my boyfriend this morning after my husband left for work.

I turned to look at my friend Ki who was spread eagled attached to a bench there where ropes attached to his feet almost stretching him at right angles, his balls where tied and cherry purple where the binding was so tight, one guy was using an electrode on his balls causing him to yell in pain another was taking a riding crop and slashing him, my poor friend was crying in pain as the guys where really working him over. Mohawk then pushed the guys out of the way, let me at his smooth boy hole he said. He lined up his leaking cock and then worked the spiked PA around his hole taring the Ki up. Ki had almost lost control in the pain in his balls to really appreciate what was happening. Get the white guy beside him Mohawk said as I was released from the sling and attached to another bench face down, Mohawk then took a whip and started bounding my butt I was so painful but also stimulating at the same time. One he stopped he said ok guys if you want to fuck them before I tare the holes and gift them both my Aids cum do it now. With that I felt a cock smash past my spinster and straight past my inner ring, this cock was raping my hole until he shot deep in my guts. He was quickly replaced by another who was more gentle until he lost control and shouted take my toxic load slut as he breed my hole. The next thing I felt was my hole tarring it had it be Mohawk his spiked PA assaulting me hole the pain was so intense as I was being ripped apart, fuck, fuck, fuck here comes my aids load boy Mohawk shouted as I felt his PA rip my inner ring and flood my very soul. Gifting others to cum, if you want it continued let me know Thanks

Wednesday Morning Making my way to the bathroom I checked myself in the mirror. Looking at my face it was definitely a shaving day. My usual neat goatee was looking a bit scruffy and needed a trim, looking over my body I ran my hair through my thick chest hair, scratching it, felt really good. Staring at my face in the mirror I wondered what I would look like without the goatee and stubble. Oh well need to get showered and cleaned up. Hopping in the shower I start running my hands all over. Soapy my pecs and abs, washing my cock and balls and my furry pits. My hands started to soap up my ass, kneading the cheeks they drifted closer to my hole. Right away I noticed a difference. Where once I was a air tight a soap finger easily slipped in. A moan escaped my lip and a second finger joined it, then a third. My hole seemed on fire need more. I began to truly finger fuck myself. Working deeper and deeper, I turn my head and my eyes saw the toys on the bathroom counter. The two plugs still left and the dildo, the next thing I knew I was dripping wet and walking to the night stand to grab the poppers from my drawer. Heading back into the running shower I grabbed the dildo and the jar of abolene my wife uses for removing her make up. Having used it once or twice for my own popper fueled edge sessions I knew it was a great lube. I uncapped the poppers and took 6 hits , 3 on each side. My breathing became deeper and my hole hungry. I needed to be filled. I slather up the dildo and gentle touched it to my hole. Just that touch sent desire coursing through my body. I began to push on it, it wasn’t moving, I pushed hard feeling my hole stretch and finally with a gasp of pain touched with pleasure the head popper in. I gasped, unable to to much else as my hole adjusted. I then slowly took it out, popping it back in and gyrating my hips. Again and again I was taking little thrusts of the cock. I took the bas and planted it on the floor of the tub. I angled the water so it was hitting me right in the chest. I got on my knees and pressed down again. Bouncing a little I rode the first 4 inches of the dildo. Sweat pouring from me and mixing with the water. Looking over I grabbed my poppers again. Daring myself I took 10 hits. 5 on each side. The need was pulsing. I could feel my hole throbbing around the dildo, I began riding it again fast and fast. I got up on the balls of my feet for a different angle and felt it hitting something deep in my hole. I changed my angle again to keep hitting that spot. 2 more hits of poppers. I was moaning constantly now, want the fucking to never end. I went to readjust myself again to get at my hole a different angle. While moving my foot out it slipped on the wet tub floor, I had half a second of panic before my weight dropped me down on the rest of the dildo. Something gave way in my and I felt my entire ass spasm, quaking around the dildo. Tremors ripped through my body and the biggest orgasm I had ever felt rocketed through my body. My ass pulsed and kept pulsing, I flopped on the tub floor like a fish unable to control myself, spread through me radiating from my hole I arched my back and the dildo shot form me hitting the other side of the bathtub. Spent I lay there as the water kept raining down on me. I gasped for breath as I came back into myself. Gingerly I touch my hole with my hand and felt the electric connection shoot in my making me moan. Knowing I was now running late I soaped up again and washed offer my body, no time for a shave again. I went out in the bedroom and grabbed my now standard jock strap, this time no other underwear and dress suit, went downstairs grabbed a protein bar 2 bottles of water from the fridge and head off to work…

I have had many group sex encounters at private sex parties and at the baths. However, I think I can only count 4 real gang bangs where I was the fresh meat to be pounded and ravaged. The best one was 5 years ago and arranged for me by a fuckbud who wanted to whore me out to his leather biker friends. (I had agreed to him being in charge, and I had no say in who fucked me. I was blindfolded throughout the GB.) He invited who he wanted and to me it was anonymous sex (although my master told me that I probably knew some of my fuckers). Over about 5 hours, I received more than 20 loads from about a dozen guys. Although the first couple of fucks were a little bit rough on me, I got broken in by the time the third guy entered me. I just enjoyed having one stud after another shove their hard cock up my ass. A few spit roasted me, while others played with tit clamps and/or felched loads out of mu asscunt. It's hard to explain but my ass was really pleasantly sore from all the attention. It felt best when a large, thick cock was stretching my hole, while another cock was in my mouth ready to sucked/cleaned. I thought I had died and gone to pig heaven. I enjoyed the other 3 gang bangs, too, but this first one was the best.

Pain and torture. I was released from the bench as I stood up Tony got between my butt checks and sucked Master M’s toxic cum out of my hole, he then stood in front of me and deposited the cum in my mouth, damn it was good as I swallowed it down. They gave me some time to relax before Tony said ok time for some fun, I was taken to Tony’s dungeon inside there where all types of whips, restraints, dildo's and stretching devices. Master M took me by the hand and placed me in the centre of the room, then he attached wrist straps, raised my arms above my head and attached the hooks to a winch. Soon I was hoisted up, hanging by my arms, he then tied inserted a ball gag in my mouth and tied it off. Master M, stood back and then told me as a worthless slave I needed to accept all punishment as his big black hand slapped my little white peachy bubble butt. He picked up a whip and started smashing it around me butt, then my back and chest, I was in so much pain but my cock was still hard. Master M, took my cock in his hand and tugged me foreskin back violently and then pulled in back over the head of my cock again. This is the last day you will have a foreskin boy you will be cut today he said with a smirk on his face. With that he pulled my balls down and attached a ball stretcher it felt really good, what a mistake as weights where added my balls were on fire. Ok boy you've been so good so far I will help you out, I wasn’t sure what he meant until he returned with a syringe and said let be introduce you to Lady T, first off he stuck the syringe into one of the thick veins on his powerful arms pulling back some of his blood and then he told me that his pure un-medicated virus would should be infecting my soul. I was scared and tried to move as he took the syringe grabbed my cock hard and injected the vein in my cock. I coughed into the gag in my mouth as the drug took its effect. Ok boy you’re going good, next up he took a needle and pieced both of my nipples place silver rings through them both and hung a chain in-between. I had never realised until now how much I enjoyed the pain and release of being a pure slut. Tony had filmed all the action and then said I need to fuck him Sir to Master M, ok Master M said as Tony release me down to the floor, I was then taken to the sling and strapped in legs spread high, Tony stripped in front of me his cock was thick with a big silver PA and a biohazard tat’ above his cock. He moved straight in and shoved cock straight in one thrust balls deep, he piston fucked as deep as he could, Tony really knew how to fuck hard pulling all the way out an slamming back to the hilt as hard as he could the sensation of his PA massaging my prostrate was causing my cock to leak loads of sweet pre cum juices pooling on my stomach, the fuck continued was what seemed a life time until I could feel the size growing in my hole as he was getting close, Tony stopped fucking me and said feel this boy as he said it I could feel the cum pulsing up to the head of his cock, Tony slid back then hard and deep and I could feeling wave after wave of hot cum shoot deep into my hole. Finally, when he pulled out exhausted Tony’s cock was covered in a mixture of cum and my blood from my wrecked hole, he came round and I instinctively opened my mouth so he could push his cock down my throat is tasted fantastic. As Tony was face fucking me Master M moved in and inserted a huge butt in my hole saying we need to keep you nicely open boy. I was released from the sling, hands were tied behind my back and then I was locked up in a small cage on the floor with a bowel of water as Tony and Master M left the dungeon… “we will return with our guests, later” Master M said…. Still to come, I become the party whore if you want?

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.

About 20 minutes ago. My bf and I have been together for 6 months and we still use condoms. My roommate is in Texas all week so tonight I vaped a little for the first time in a month and got SO horny (I still am). I downloaded Grindr thinking I'd just chat with a guy, swap some pics and rub one or two out but I'm like animalistic horny... One of the guys I was chatting with had a nice built body, barely any hair and was 23. Said he wanted to get his cock sucked, he was only like 10 blocks away so I told him to come over. When he got here he was rock hard before coming through the front door. He pulled his cock out over the waistband of his sweats as soon as we got to my room. Beautiful, thick, milky white young dick on this guy. Around the same length as mine (7.5) but thicker. I had it down my throat in no time. When I would suck his balls he would squirm and push my head back down and slam his red cockhead into my throat. I got him undressed between breaths and I sat him on the bed and took my shirt off and started rubbing my cock through my shorts while I was crouched down in front of him. He was loving it, leaking like a faucet and I couldn't get enough. He bent down and started rubbing my lower back and reached under my shorts to grab my ass. At this point I wanted his dick in me, all my reservations were gone and I didn't give a fuck. After he started playing with my asshole as I licked his balls, I asked if he wanted to fuck me. He said yes obviously and I moved up onto the bed while he slipped my shorts off of me. I was on my back, and he ate my ass for a whole minute before moving up and teasing my hole with his drenched cock. He tapped it on my hole a few times and I thought to myself "here comes the condom talk" but as the thought finished I felt him pushing against my smooth wet hole. He got about two inches in (this is honestly a random guess but I felt it for sure) and asked if I had lube. I reached behind the mug on the shelf next to my bed and squirted some into his hand. He wrapped his hand around his cock and slowly pulled out, lubing it up, and fucking it back in bit by bit, over and over. As soon as he was lubed up he pushed in, stretched my hole out and bottomed out in a swift 20 seconds. I jumped and felt his amazing veiny cock fill my ass up and I squeezed my ass around it as he slowly slipped it back out. He had my legs spread out and held my hips while he fucked me for a good 10 minutes, slowed down when we kissed, and totally opened me up until he asked "Where should I cum?" I told him "just keep going" and grabbed his lil round muscle ass and pulled him close as he pushed into me. He thrusted in and out about 5 more times, me pushing back and squeezing trying to milk his load, before he pushed in and started spazzing, pushed deeper than he had the whole time and pulled a little out, thrusted back deep like a piston over and over and blew his load up in my ass. I barely touched my own cock while he was cumming and started to cum almost instantly, it felt SO GOOD taking my first load in over 6 months. I'm still horny and my ass is still hungry. I'm going to smoke a little more and see if I can find someone half as hot as him for another round. I'll keep y'all updated

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.

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...

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.

i don't know. i kinda like to see the guy who's doing me. More important, i want other Men to see that i am being done -- and maybe from that, they get the idea. For me, the best situation is in a bar or club or a party, where the lights are low but not totally dark. A totally dark room with totally anon sex is a different kind of a thrill. Don't get me wrong; i'll do it and i'll be thankful for the loads, but it's not what i really crave,