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Here it is, finally...long, but I hope you all enjoy it. ____________________________________ Chapter 12) “Darr, open your eyes. Honey. Please…” I heard someone begging me in the distance. It was like struggling to reach the surface of the ocean from the bottom of the Mariana Trench, but I forced my eyes to open. Mike was holding me, and he looked intensely relieved. We were still in the Chapel of the Scorpion, or as I liked to think of it now, Daddy Scorpio’s Chamber of Horrors. I was sitting in Mike’s lap – he had swapped his loincloth for jeans and a t-shirt – and I was still wrapped in the black silk sheet. The rest of the frat was still there; Ike, Carlos and McCloskey were having a shouting match with the four professors, something about giving them back their clothes. I started coughing again. “Here, just sip,” Mike said, holding a bottle of water to my mouth. I swallowed some, and managed to get the cough under control. When I spoke, it came out as a hoarse croak. “Did we get the film?” He looked at me as if I was crazy. “Did we?” I asked more insistently. “Well, yeah, but…” “Good,” I said, and leaned against him. Then I started to shiver. “What is it sweetheart?” Mike said anxiously. “I’m cold,” I said trying to hide that I was terrified – I could have died. I held back the tears I could feel pricking my eyes. There was nothing to cry about, I told myself. I was fine, we had the film and everything would be okay. Didn’t matter. One sob escaped from between my lips, and that was it. The proverbial dam broke, and I wept onto Mike’s broad chest. “It’s okay,” he said. “It’s okay, let it out. I hated watching you go through this, I’m so fucking sorry, it’s all my fault.” I pulled back, and put my hand over his mouth, shaking my head. “No,” I rasped. “Don’t say that.” He took my hand in his. “Why not? It’s the truth.” The tears were drying up rapidly now. “Excuse me, but you wanted me to go home. I said no,” I insisted, thumping my chest with my forefinger. “I decided to do this and you saved my life. So we’re even now.” “Even?” he said. “I saved you from that maniac, and now you’ve saved me from aforementioned maniac. That’s even as far as I’m concerned.” He opened his mouth again, and I said, “Quit arguing with me, you know I’m right.” He shook his head, took my face in my hands to wipe the last tears off my cheeks with his thumbs, and said “I think I liked it better when you were crying on my chest.” Then he grinned and kissed me. I leaned into him, and was treated to a chorus of aches and pains from all over my body. And I was still thirsty and realized I was hungry, too. No surprise. “I hate to break up this touching scene,” said a sneering voice, “but there’s the small matter of our clothing and that we’re being held here against our will.” I could see Mike grit his teeth, as he slowly turned to address the Dean of Students. “Shut the fuck up,” he barked at him. “You and your buddies are the last thing I’m concerned about right now.” “Watch your tone, young man. You’re walking on ice so thin you’ll need a life preserver soon. We wouldn’t want your scholarship to be rescinded and your parents informed of your unfortunate lifestyle choices, now would we?” he said with a smirk. “And you wouldn’t want to be exposed as a rapist, would you?” I shot back. “When it’s a little slut like you, who has already been used by multiple men on multiple occasions, you’ll find proving rape rather difficult.” I gasped, outraged. Carlos had joined us, and said “Don’t talk to him like that, or I will shut your mouth for you,” he growled. “You would do well to watch your step, too.” “No, you’d better watch yours,” said Aaron as he reentered the room with a laptop. Aiden was behind him, holding a mug that he brought to me that was filled with chicken noodle soup. I slurped it down hungrily. “Don’t push me, boy,” the Dean of Students snarled. “You’re a nanometer away from being expelled.” “First we’ve got a little film we’d like to show you,” said Mike. “Play it, Aaron.” Aaron set the laptop on the altar and clicked on an icon on its desktop. My screams tore through the room, a bit tinny on the rudimentary laptop speaker, but the picture was crystal clear: the Dean of Students ruthlessly pounding into my ass. His jaw dropped and the blood drained out of his face. He lunged in an attempt to grab the laptop, but Carlos stepped in front of him and stopped him cold in his tracks. “Slow down, man,” Carlos said with a smirk. “You think this is the only copy of the recording? You’re not touching that laptop, but even if you smashed it to bits it wouldn’t matter.” By now the other three honorary members of the frat had joined us, all with varying expressions of panicked disbelief on their faces. “This is illegal,” the Dean of Students blustered. “You can’t record people in this state without consent of all parties.” “I’m sure my dad can find a way around that,” I said confidently. “Your father?” the Dean of Students said sneeringly. “Some cheap ambulance chaser or small-town attorney, no doubt.” “Not quite,” I said as coolly as I could manage given that I wanted to smack him for dismissing my dad. “Ever hear of Kenneth Leibowitz?” The room went still. My father was on the Board of Trustees and a major donor to the University, sponsoring a scholarship fund, offering internships at his law firm and had his name on the newly-opened athletic facilities. “Nice try,” said the Head of Humanities, “did you pick that name off the new building? I imagine he’d send any child of his to a major ivy-league institution.” The Dean of Students looked ill, stormed over to where Daddy Scorpio was lying and began slapping his cheeks, finally rousing him. “You complete idiot,” he screamed. “Do you know who this boy is?” The entire room was quiet enough to hear a pin drop. Even my friends were staring at me wide-eyed, which was why I hadn’t mentioned my last name. It was bad enough I was in the middle of nowhere; I didn’t want to be known as Ken Leibowitz’ son and have to deal with all the nonsense that would follow. “Wha?” said Daddy Scorpio groggily. “He’s the only child of that shark Ken Leibowitz, and his mother is Miriam Sachs, the investigative reporter, who wrote columns about her struggle to conceive this boy, that were published as a memoir, My Angel, My Miracle.” I could feel my face warm with embarrassment. That damn book, I thought, yet another reason I didn’t want anyone to find out who I was at first. It was humiliating to have everyone know all the details of my conception and birth. “I’m scheduled to have lunch with Darren Leibowitz on Monday, he is who he says he is,” the Dean finished. He turned on Mike, “Why didn’t you bother to find out his surname, you moron!” “He asked, but I never answered,” I interjected. “Dad insisted I come here because if I didn’t it would look like he had no confidence in the school, but I didn’t want to scare off everybody or else have them sucking up to me so they could get an internship or money or whatever.” And I’d wanted Mike to be interested in me for me, not my parents and their connections. By now everyone was standing in a circle around us, looking slightly shocked. “So I’d say that’s it for your cushy academic jobs,” I said, taking pleasure in the increasing discomfort of Daddy Scorpio and his compatriots. “Yeah, but we still got a score to settle,” said Ike, stepping forward. “What do you mean?” said the head of the math department – Larry? “It’s time for you all to get a taste of your own medicine,” Ike snapped. I felt flash of alarm, and said “No, you can’t do that. Then any other legal action…” “Darr, they’re ruined already,” Mike said. “But that’s not good enough. We’ve all been used and abused by these motherfuckers for years before you got here. Watching them hurt you like they did…,” he stopped, unable to talk for a moment as his face twisted with rage and emotion, “while you begged them to stop sealed the deal. For me. For all of us.” “You can’t,” stuttered the head of the English and Humanities Department, backing away as the circle of the frat members tightened. “We’ll see that all of you are expelled before you can take us down. We’re still professors at this university,” he said, managing a faint echo of his earlier haughty demeanor. “I don’t see any professors here. All I see is five virgin pussies,” said Carlos, “four of them negative, and one of them straight.” And then all hell broke loose. Mike pushed me off his lap, gently, before leaping to his feet and yelling “Ave libidinem,” making it sound like a war cry, which was answered collectively by the rest of the fraternity “Fratres, in cupiditate,” and then a roar as they closed in. It seemed to have been planned this out – four each of the frat members took one of the faculty down. I watched as Mike, Carlos, Aiden and Aaron tackled the Coach as he struggled to get away. Ropes were produced; once all five were tied up, two spikes for each were hammered into the altar, and they were dragged, begging and pleading, then tied by their arms to the heavy metal spikes. A cushion was placed under each one’s hips. Once that was finished, everyone shed their clothes. Carlos stood to one side having dick and ass simultaneously licked by Aaron and Aiden. His cock looked to be rock-hard, but his jaw was clenched. He exuded pure anger; I could practically smell it. “We’ll go in order,” said Mike, “Dean of Students, then Chair of Math, Chair of Humanities, Chair of Science and finally Daddy Scorpio. Carlos, you go first. On all of them.” Carlos grinned savagely. “I’ll tear up those pussies and then everyone can take a turn. We’ll have the four negs knocked up good by the time we’re through.” The four professors moaned and pleaded. Daddy Scorpio lay unmoving, seemingly dazed. Carlos knelt over the Dean, who looked terrified, and pointed his huge dick at his face. “See what’s coming?” he said, laughing at his own pun. The other members of the fraternity laughed along with him raucously. “But first you’re going to lick my dick and balls then eat my ass,” he snarled. “And if you got any ideas about biting me, forget them. Or else. Start licking,” he ordered, and pushed his rigid dick against the Dean’s mouth. The Dean turned his head away. “Fine, having it your way,” Carlos said, and turned around, pushing his ass in the old man’s face who had turned his face away again, trying to escape the inevitable. “Ike, hold this guy’s head in place,” Carlos said. Ike got up on the altar, slapped the Dean across the face and then seated himself so that the Dean’s head was between his legs, squeezing his thighs to immobilize his head. His hard dick was pressed against the older man’s head. Carlos sat, and then settled himself on the immobilized head below him. “That’s it, concha, that’s right. Let me hear you sniffing in the scent of that ass. If you’d done as you were told, then you wouldn’t be in this position. Or better yet, if you hadn’t raped too many boys to count, turned a blind eye to the coach doing the same and hurt Darren,” he growled. “Now start kissing my ass.” Carlos groaned with pleasure, meaning his order had been obeyed. “That’s it, old man, kiss that ass or I’ll smother you,” Carlos threatened. “Now lick, let me feel that tongue in my crack. Keep licking till I say to stop,” Carlos demanded. After about five minutes, Carlos stood and said “I’m ready, load him up with a cum cube.” Aaron came with an ice bucket, and took out a cloudy, bullet-shaped piece of ice. “This cube I’m shoving in your ass has positive cum from every guy in the fraternity, all of it with a high viral load,” Aaron said. “We’re going to share the gift. It’s our way of thanking you.” The Dean struggled, but there was little he could do. McCloskey and Aiden each grabbed one of his legs and held him in place while Aaron pushed the cum cube in his asshole. The Dean howled “my sciatica!” It didn’t stop anyone. Carlos knelt in between the Dean’s immobilized legs, and lined his dick up with the butthole in front of him. “Brace yourself, puta,” Carlos sneered, and rammed in his entire dick in one rough stroke, pounding as hard as he could. The Dean was wailing and moaning; the others looked to be in shock. “You’re a disgusting old man,” Carlos said and spat in his face, “but you’ve got a nice cunt there. Not too much muscle on your butt, so all of me is in you, ripping your guts to shreds,” he grunted “working the virus into your blood. Here it comes, I’m gonna shoot my high viral load positive spunk in your virgin, negative hole.” Carlos’ thrusts went crazy, his ass flexing while he fucked as deeply as he could, and then his back was arching and he shouted, “Ave libidinum. One down, four to go.” “My turn,” said Ike, as he took Carlos’ place between the Dean’s legs, rammed himself in and started to bang him mercilessly while the old man groaned and wept. “Carlos is right, this old fart has a nice pussy to bang, really tight, but that won’t be true after tonight,” Ike snarled. Carlos had moved on the chair of the math department, turning his back, kneeling over his face and then sitting down, smothering his face with his ass, while Aaron, with help from Aiden and McCloskey, rammed a cum cube inside of him. “I’m straight,” I heard the guy pleading. “Who the fuck cares,” said Carlos. “It’s your turn to lick some ass, start now or I swear I’ll beat you into a pulp.” Carlos groaned. “Ahh, yeah, that’s a good little straight boy. Eat that gay ass, stick your tongue up inside of me, now just take a nice big sniff,” Carlos said. “I want to hear it and feel it, inhale my man stink deep.” I could hear the chair of math doing as he was ordered. Carlos turned around and rubbed his rigid, blood and cum-coated dick all over the math chair’s face. “I been looking forward to this, fucking straight, negative hole,” he gloated, then took the math chair’s legs over his shoulders and forced his dick inside him while the man screamed in pain. “We’ll make sure you get lots of loads,” Carlos said while he banged him as hard as he could. “Your dick is getting hard, and you’re leaking precum, you pathetic closet case. You’re not going to be straight by the time we finish with your hot little hole. And here it comes, a nice, big, charged load.” Carlos rammed hard against him and roared as he emptied a second load. To my surprise, the chair of the math department was shooting his own load on his chest. Ike shouted at the same time that he was cumming, and reached over and pulled and pinched the Dean’s chest. Then he pulled out. “How do you like it, you fucking slime bag? You fucked Darren while he begged you to go easy, you hurt him. Now it’s your turn.” He pulled out roughly, and I heard the Dean yelp. Then McCloskey took his place. “Turn this one over on his stomach,” I heard Carlos say as he stood over the chair of humanities. “I want to watch my cock tearing up his smooth pussy hole.” Mike and three other guys did the honors, while Carlos stood and stroked his dick. The head of humanities was crying and begging, offering to make sure everyone had a straight “A” average and to set up bogus work-study positions, but it didn’t do any good. He was turned over, and his arms were secured with the rough ropes that had already left burns on his wrists. “Yeah, man, this cock is going to rip open that virgin ass, and work in the positive cum good. You’ll carry my HIV babies forever,” Carlos growled at him as he slowly pushed his dick in. “I’m pushing in just like you did Darren, going real slow to make sure you feel every inch of my cock.” The chair of humanities was shrieking non-stop as Carlos started to fuck him, pulling his dick almost all the way out and ramming it back in as hard as he could. “Nice, smooth pussy hole, guys, this one feels real good around my dick. I might have to fuck him again.” As before his thrusts picked up in speed and his muscular ass was clenching and releasing, finally staying clenched as he buried himself inside the ass he was fucking and moaned loudly. “Hot fuckhole, man,” Carlos said as he smacked the white, hairless butt after he’d yanked his cock out of the humanities chair’s ass. “I need help polishing my English. We could let you keep your job if you ‘tutor’ me whenever I want. But I really want you to go to prison and get your ass reamed out by a jail full of guys. We’ll have broken in your pussy for them, so they won’t need any lube. Ike, he’s all yours.” Carlos moved to the chair of science, knelt over his face and pushed his dick with its pinkish mix of blood and cum against his lips. “Lick me clean,” he demanded. The science chair looked revolted. “Looks like I need to persuade you,” Carlos said, and sat his ass on the man’s face, full weight. He struggled and kicked, while Carlos said “I’m going to smother you a little more, and then when I stop, you start licking or I do it again.” Carlos got up, turned around and pushed his dick against his mouth. “Lick,” Carlos ordered. The chair of the science department complied, reluctantly. “Hey, you got a nice tongue, man. You lick really good, make sure you clean off my entire shaft.” After a few minutes Carlos said, “Good job, now lick my balls.” The head of science hesitated, “Looks like smother time again,” Carlos said with a smirk. “No, no, I’ll do it,” the head of science said, and began to run his tongue over Carlo’s huge balls. “Yeah, yeah, do it. Lick behind my balls now, use that tongue. Keep going, and here it is…lick that asshole. AAAH, yeah. Eat me, lick that jock butthole. Get me nice and hard so I can fuck you like you deserve. And now, sniff that man’s asshole.” Aaron knelt and was about to insert the cum cube, but Carlos said “No, Aaron. This one takes me without lube, just like he made Darren.” Carlos moved back and took the science chair’s legs over his shoulders as the man pleaded with him, but that didn’t stop the inevitable. Carlos shoved his huge dick up the guy’s hole and quoted over his screams “‘I like my boys tight.’ See how it feels you motherfucker, take it like you made Darren take it,” he snarled as he thrust in and out, fucking him hard, not letting up for a minute as the guy under him screamed in pain. “Nice, tight hole, guy, you got a good cunt. Gonna dump my toxic load inside of you, rub it in the walls of your asshole and gut. And then you can have the cum cube before the others fuck you so that you get a lot of the virus in your blood. Then you can deal with getting the meds without your fancy college job.” Aaron was ready with the cum cube, and with help from Ike pushed it in the science chair’s bloody, ruined asshole, gave it a minute to melt, and then Ike was plunging his dick in balls deep in one thrust, brutally raping the science chair’s ass. “Take that big black cock in your cunt,” Ike grunted. “You’ve got a really nice, muscular ass, those cheeks feel real good when I push it inside of you,” he said as he rammed himself in and out. “We’re going to destroy that pussy hole of yours tonight.” Carlos was now standing over Daddy Scorpio. “Hey, coach. Look who’s on top now.” He turned, kneeled and pushed his ass in the man’s face. “Sniff me out real good, just like you made all of us do with you. ‘Inhale the scent of a true man,’” Carlos said imitating the tone Daddy Scorpio used on me (and I guessed all the others). Daddy Scorpio looked completely out of it, his eyes blank, but he seemed to understand the instructions he was given and we heard his noisy inhalation. “Now kiss it, lick it, put your tongue up inside me. Oh, yeah, Daddy Scorpio, you do that real well. Don’t stop, keep on worshipping my ass. You ready for my cock up your hole? Doesn’t matter if you aren’t, you’re taking it, old man.” Aaron pushed a cum cube in Daddy Scorpio’s ass. That seemed to wake him out of his stupor and he began to beg, tried to bargain his way out of his current predicament. “Shut the fuck up,” Carlos said as he took Coach’s legs over his shoulders. “You’re lucky you’re just getting fucked. We should strangle you till you pass out.” He thrust inside Coach’s muscular, hairy ass. “Now this is some good pussy,” he said as he pummeled the tight, hairy hole. “When you scream it just turns me on more. Take it, you stupid bastard. Did you really think you’d get away with this forever?” Carlo’s thrusts sped up and he was whaling on Daddy Scorpio’s ass. “It’s coming, gonna spray my load up your tight cunt,” Carlos gasped as he thrust harder and faster, and then was shouting in Spanish as he froze, and unleashed his load. Everyone took turns – all 10 of the acolytes along with the brothers had fucked each of the five men who lay trussed up on the altar. The air was filled with curses, groans and pleas; the air smelled of sweat and cum. Carlos made good on his promise and fucked the humanities chair twice more, and even fucked another load out of the Math chair, shooting more of his own cum deep inside the formerly straight butt. Mike had watched with a smoldering expression on his face, stroking himself as the others went from one to the other, flooding them with positive cum. Once all the others had finished he said, “Now, each of you will take the Prefect’s load. Don’t say a word, any of you, when I ram my dick in you, not so much as a peep. Or we all fuck you again.” I was stunned as I watched the frat’s fury unleashed. It was wrong, all wrong, but I was turned on, and wanted to join in. “Mike?” I said. “Yeah, sweetheart?” he said as he was poised to fuck the Dean. “Can I have a turn?” The room erupted in cheers.

'What are you doing? Are you fuckin' crazy? This will seal it!' My brain was ringing all alarm bells, but I didn’t listen. He was sexy, witty, and he wanted to fuck me hard. How could any reasonable individual say no to him? So I followed him to his apartment. It was actually a bit of a ride: we road the subway for twenty minutes during which I had mixed feelings as I nervously asked myself 'What was going to happen? Who was I following home?' but he just smiled and we chatted as I discretely tried to take a look at his package. I wasn’t sure whether he was hard or not, but the bulge was certainly promising. Little did I know. From time to time he would touch my hand, my chest or my ass. It looked like we were two twinks from one of the American porn studios rather than two strangers which were about to share the same strain of HIV. When we arrived at his apartment, I wasn't surprised to find it was nice and so fucking twinky, al la an American porn video. There was even a 1D poster on the door. We kissed and made out as we slowly and intimately helped each other out of his clothing. He made it a point to taste every part of my body and I returned the favor. Then I felt it. Oh my God! It was huge! I stopped and stared as he widely grinned and dropped his underwear. I had never seen a cock like this before. How he had any blood left in his body I didn't know. This definitely could turn any chocolate obsessed bottoms if you catch my drift. I tried sucking it, but I couldn’t open my mouth wide enough. And above this monster was a scorpion tattoo. How telling. We kissed further and then he reached over under his bed and gave me a little bottle. “You will need this. Use it as much as you like. Take a deep whiff.” With that he positioned me onto my back. I inhaled and the familiar sensation of flying began, but my ascent was interrupted when he smeared some spit on his cock, lined-up with my hole, and silenced me by securing my mouth with his palm. I looked at him. He returned my gaze, and in so doing, rammed his cock all the way into. It ripped everything in me apart. I shrieked in pain. It felt like the whole muscle ripped. Barely able to breath, I inhaled as much of the poppers as I was able. They provided provided some relief but not much. I looked at him in absolute horror, trying to understand what just happened. He pulled out, smiled, leaned over and kissed me, murmuring "Don’t worry, it’s all over now. I'll use lube. We are going to make love and when I cum, my toxic babies will swim straight to your heart. So you will never forget me.” We kissed more. He took the lube, massaged my hole and his cock and slowly pushed himself back in. I still struggled, but the poppers and the training I had received within the past few days helped me enjoy the intensity of the fuck. His cock pushed his way back in. “Are you ready to join the club little boy?” “Fuck yeah, give me your babies.” He smiled, looked me straight in the eyes and accelerated his pace, clearly getting closer and closer. To this day I love watching the top cum. So hot. And especially that moment was unique. As he blew his load into my ass he all-but yelled. “TAAAAAKEEE THEEEEMMMM!!!! AAAAAAHHH!” I had never felt a cock cumming in me, and have never after that night. But that experience was amazing. I felt the dick pulsating and shooting in me. Load after load after load after load. He didn’t seem to stop, but eventually, when he was done, he collapsed and smirked. “Welcum to the club my friend. Better put on some pants before you leak on my bed.” With that, he pulled out, turned around and walked towards the bathroom. On his way, he stopped in front of poster which was hung next to a wall calendar. He put an X on today’s date and another on his poster, and then he disappeared into the bathroom. While I dressed a took a look at the poster and calendar. The X he had made was on the day's date, which was the 8th, and the poster had 24 crosses before me, so I was number 25. I heard the shower going, so I got the drift, put on my shirt and left. Only then did I realise that I still hadn’t cum. On my way back to the hotel, I looked at the skyline and couldn’t decide whether I ended up in heaven or in hell....

I met up with a guy who likes to use me. He tried my arms to the bed, lifted up my legs to fuck me, but weirdly he got out a condom and put it on, even though in the past he had generally fucked me bareback. But before he entered my ass, he reached into a draw in the bedside cabinet and pulled out an obviously used rubber, which obviously contained a large load of cum. He cut a small slit in it the head of the condom, and poured some cum onto his fingers, which he then immediately slid into my ass. After finger fucking me for a bit he lined up his covered cock, poured more of the spunk over his cock and fucked me. As he did so, he leaned forward and whispered in my ear that he found that rubber at a cruising area which he frequents. He added he didn't know who's cum it was. I panicked a bit, but then he grabbed my cock and started to wank me and continued doing until I shot, at which point he pulled out and shot his load all over my face. Part of me is worried, but another part is completely turned on by the whole experience!

The dude I met a couple of weeks ago invited me to share a bottom with him; a visiting Asian muscle jock who was apparently taking cock all day. The guy looked like a young, limber Daniel Dae Kim with a great mouth, a talent for deep throat cocksucking, and a velvety ass that, despite having a load or two already in it, was still good and tight. He wanted to be covered in cum so the other top and me blasted all over his chest and he shot a big load on top because he'd been edging all day. He was a mess. It was fun. We're doing it again on Friday.

Part 3. "Why did you come here?" Dan had been asking himself the same question that the muscly, tattooed guy now fucking his hole with fervour, asked. "I want it" Dan moaned his face to one side against the cool white wall of the dark corridor. Both hands were against the wall and the stud now fucking him had his hands on both dan's hips as he forced his cock into Dan's smooth tight hole. "What do you want, slut? Tell me" his aggressor demanded. "Poz" Dan could barely vocalise his desire, but he knew that word was in it. "You want poz dick, poz loads, or you want me to give you a poz dick of your own?" Questioned the tattoo stud "yes. Please!" Was all Dan could manage to say, his brain clouded with vodka, poppers and lust. "I'm gonna give you all three, so get ready. My load is toxic, no meds here, just my precum is you is already ruining you" Dan felt a stab of fear momentarily but it was swiftly overwhelmed by carnal desire as the cock inside him hit his sweet spot over and over. "You'll remember this night, remember me pozzing you, you'll jerk off over this for years", Dan was already jerking like crazy edging himself to brink and back, not willing to cum before he'd accepted another load inside him. "I know you're type, a proper chaser. You started off being a safe puppy but after your first bare fuck you know you'd never do it any other way. I bet you spend hours reading stories online of guys getting stealthed and gifted. Now you're finally doing it for real!" He was right, Dan knew, that was exactly how it happened. He knew how fucked up it was, and he couldn't even remember when it was that every time he jerked off he was thinking about being pozzed. He'd tried to find ways to forget about it, but only fucking bareback could come close to satisfying his need. He'd meet guys who wanted it raw, set his Grindr filter to 'poz', he'd stealthed those boys who weren't willing to take it raw, but this was what that had all been leading up to. He felt the sweaty body of his stud pressing against him, his cock forcing its way inside deeper and deeper. He'd seen how this tattooed top had pumped full the twink on the bed, filling him with seed, infecting him from the inside, and now he craved it. "Fuck, I gonna cum in you. I hope you wanna be poz for real, cause it's about to happen!" With that he felt his hole stretched wider that it had been before and the warmth of cum exploding inside him. It seemed like forever before his cock stopped pulsing inside Dan, but eventually he pulled out, and turning his latest bottom prize around found Dan's lips, kissing him passionately. Tattoo rand his hands over Dan's slim, toned body, rubbing his thick hard cock and worked his lips downwards, kissing and caressing as he went. His mouth found Dan's cock and Dan threw his head back as the stud expertly sucked him. He felt a finger in his hole, pushing the fresh cum deeper inside and Dan let out a moan as his cock tensed and he exploded for the second time, sending wave after wave of cum down the tattooed stud's throat. Dan sank down the wall to the floor and moments later he found himself with a large O written in red on his chest. He admired the muscled behind of his latest gifter walking away down the corridor as he put his fingers to his hole, he could almost feel the burning of the toxic seed inside him as it started to invade him. With a smirk, at nothing in particular, he pulled himself up and walked down the dim corridor to the next room with an open door wondering what on earth else might be in store tonight. To be continued...

Im just gonna dedicate my whole life to breeding. And nothing else. Become a brainless jock with just two purposes. Breed and build muscle.

Four hours later my phone rang. My friends wanted to go for breakfast and then have a look at the pride festival around the corner. Usually, I can’t handle anything less than eight hours of sleep, but my dick all-but commanded me to get up and join my friends. You see, I hadn't cum the night before, so essential horniness awoke me enough that I could meet with them. Looking into the mirror I had knew I had looked better, even if I was somewhat proud of myself. Overall I looked like shit. My hair was a mess, caked with cum, hair gel and who knows what else. My knees were scraped-up from kneeling on the ground for an extended time, my hairy legs were covered with dried cum, my hole was also a mess, but my jock saturated with dried precum. In addition I noticed the sheets were stained with white and even some red. 'Not a good sign', I thought to myself, grinning internally, as I remembered a statistic I had encountered, that on average, every 30th load bites. Thinking back, I thought I had taken 15 or so loads the night before, which was far from 30, but the intensity of the sex play, and blood stains suggested the probability was somewhat higher than average. Was it too late to catch myself and return to the good side? I jumped into the shower and sat on the shower bench, letting the water pour down on me as I fingered my hole. A little more blood, as well as more cum oozed out. My cock got hard. “Fuck it!” I thought. It was probably too late anyway. Getting out of the shower, somewhat cleaner, I dried myself, pulled on another jock, a T-shirt and some jeans and ran out the door to catch-up with my friends who were waiting in the lobby. “What happened to you? You look really tired,” was the gist of their greeting. Someone else asked “Didn’t you leave early?” I mumbled something about a noisy party next door and a bad hangover. They left me alone. We walked over to a nice place where we could sit outside and look at the farmer’s markets. We had a nice breakfast, but all I could think of was cocks, dicks, cum and being poz. We went and had a look at the pride festival. Heaps of stalls, men and beer. Being on holidays, a beer at 11:00 was totally justified. We each paid for a round, so life was good. Started chatting with a couple of guys, the atmosphere relaxed and a little cruisey. My single friend started an intimate discussion with a twink and disappeared, and my friends who were couples were getting bored, so I sent them on their way and promised to meet up later. I kept wondering around and ended up at the tent for the national AIDS council. Condoms and brochures everywhere. A mid 30s, tall blonde stud was discussing treatments with one of the volunteers. A sexy guy in his early 20s, dark hair, blue eyes approached me. “Are you alright there?” “Yeah thank you” I stumbled. “Are you informed about protection? Do you have any questions?” “Ah thank you” I blushed. “Big couple of nights recently, not sure whether I need protection anymore...” “Oh really? Sorry to hear that” ”No no it's fine. Guess for some it is their destiny.” “Maybe. Maybe not. You think you are already infected?” I began to tell him about the last two nights and as I did I noticed an increasing bulge in his crotch. When I finished my story, somehow I wasn't terribly surprised when he commented with a broad smile, "So, you were quite the slut!” As I sputtered a reply he continued saying "You don’t look at all like it. I love your innocent looks and the inside piggyness. I got pozzed to years ago. A condom broke, but I have no idea who it was. Would have loved to be aware of when it was happening.” “Oh, I assumed all you guys are negative." "Hell no. Most of us are poz. And some of us are here to make new friends. Some of mine stopped talking to me after they found out I was poz.” “That’s heavy” I replied. “Yeah, but we are a club here now.” “Once you are diagnosed, you are very welcum to join” he winked at me. “Only then? No possibility to join earlier?” “Well there is an option,” he replied, explaining "One of the members needs to vouch that the diagnosis is inevitable.” “And how does he do that?” “Special one on one time” his eyes now looking devilishly at me. I was rock hard. This hot twink wanted to poz me! Should I risk it? What were the odds? What did I have to lose? Would I regret it, if it turned out I was already infected and said no now? I grinned and asked “How do I sign up?” “Come with me.”

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

The young blond guy opened the door, please to see me but also scared, fully aware of what’s going to happen, what he has agreed to. We’d been talking for a long time, he was turned on big time by the thought of HIV surging through his veins, but like a lot of chasers, he was still nervous about the actual act, the moment when he knew his life was changed forever, the moment when a part of me was going to be in him for the rest of his life. I have a very high viral load so he knew that the chance of conversion was very high, a fact that the blondie was aware, and indeed my viral load was a huge turn on for him but also made him scared of the reality of what he was about to do. I have always had a bit of a thing a guy with sexy hair, especially blond hair. He knew it. He used to send me pics of his hair from all angles so I knew how sexy it looked, leaving the gel out of it for me so I could see and feel it natural. When he closed the door behind me the first thing I asked him to do is bow his head forward. I reached out and my hands buried in his soft thick blond hair for the first time, feeling it between my fingers made my poz cock harden in my jeans, making me want this cute boy even more. It was unfair to restrain my cock anymore. It wanted out so I unzipped and whipped it out, standing there harder than id ever felt before. The boy reached down and wrapped his hand around my thick poz cock, looking down I see a big bulge in his jeans, but I wasn't going to let it 'breathe' yet. I pushed my hand down on the top of his hair and told him to get on his knees and pleasure my toxic rod with his cute boy mouth. He did without hesitation. I looked down at his sexy blond hair and buried my hands in it once more as I felt his wet warm boy mouth slide over the head of my hard, throbbing poz cock. It felt so good as his mouth slid up and down my shaft, making it wet and feeling the head of my cock hit the back of his throat as he took it deeper and deeper with each stroke. He was doing a good job, it made me want to say don’t stop and flood his sweet mouth with cum, but there was a more sweeter, tighter place I wanted my cum to go. I told him to stand up and lead me to the bedroom. I could see the worry come back into his eyes. He had gone from immersing himself in the pleasure of sucking a cock to the reality that he was about to give up his body to me for the rest of his life. He led me into his parents' room as it was the biggest bed and they were out of the country on a holiday. I told him to strip for me and he did, releasing his stiff neg cock. I grabbed it in my hand and started to wank it as I kissed him deep, driving my tongue into his sweet young mouth, my hands back it that blond hair. I pushed him back on the bed, laying on him and kissing him even more, wanking his cock really hard, getting him very close to loosing control. Just before he did I stopped and told him to turn over, he did and before me was a sweet bubble but I parted it with my hands to reveal a tight twitching hole. I went down straight away got my tongue on that sweet hole, rimming him deep and fast, he writhed with pleasure, moaning loudly as my tongue penetrated his hole making it relax, making it want more. My poz cock was dripping with pre cum. I had not cum in over a week - just to make sure he got a big toxic load from me. I used my mouth and tongue to make his hole as wet as possible, then began to kiss up his back, moving my cock up his inner leg leaving a trail of pre-cum as it went. My tongue reached his hair as I positioned my cock at his still twitching hole. I could see in his teary eyes that he knew exactly what was going to happen but it was far to late to stop. I put my hands in the top of his hair and grabbed it, as I began to run my tongue up the back of his hair I pushed my highly venomous cock into his tight hole. He gasped as my thick cock slid slowly all the way in until I was balls-deep in him. I repeatedly reminded him he was being penetrated by my poz cock and how I was going to drive my high viral load right into him - deep. I started to pump his ass deeper and faster, his hole giving into my relentless thrusting, not that it had a choice. I drew my cock almost out then plunged it deep making him moan and gasp even louder, getting it so deep I could feel his inner ring around the head of my cock, as I drew it out for the third time I could see traces of blood on my cock, it turned me on so much, seeing that blood knowing that I will be coating his inner wounds with my venom, getting straight into his bloodstream, making the chances of infection almost certain. I drove my cock back in deeper, then picked up the pace, fucking his little ass harder deeper, using all my force, fucking him through the mattress. I could feel the pleasure building knowing my balls were ready to unload, so I did him deeper than ever, grabbed his hair, pulled his head back and said to him “You’re about to get what you’ve wanted for ages - my HIV buried deep in your boy pussy" and with a couple of more strokes and I felt my cock explode inside him, shooting volley after volley of highly toxic poz cum deep into his body, coating his ass walls, inner wounds and filling his inner ring. My orgasm seemed never ending. The boy's hole had done its job properly. When I pulled out my cock was pink with the mixture of poz cum and blood, he looked at it and you could see panic in his eyes, “It’s too late now boy, the deed is done.” We chatted and cuddled for a while, letting him think about and come to terms with what had just happened. He began to get horny again and said he wanted to swallow my load before I went. I stood up and once again felt his warm mouth over my cock, this time my cock even more sensitive. As I looked down, my hands buried in his blond hair I thought to myself, today is about me not you boy. I let him suck me till I was really close, then told him to stop, I pulled out my cock , told him to bow his head forward and wanked myself off all over his cute blond hair, shooting loads all throughout his hair. As you might surmise, I was greatly turned-on by the sight of my strings of white cum strung across his hair, and on inspiration I rubbed my poz cum into his hair and scalp, and styled it with my juices. I asked him to get some scissors, and I cut a small amount of his hair. “Now you have my DNA deep in you and on you boy, and I’m taking this hair as a trophy of the day I changed your life forever.” He smiled at me with a slight tear in those pretty blue eyes, and showed me to the door. As he closed it behind me and I walked away - a job well done, an inward smile on my face. Success.

I love Christmas, that special time of year when the decorations are up and everyone is so full of joy, but the main reason I love it is that because of my age, my powerful build and my deep baritone voice I get employed as a Santa, it’s a handy bit of pocket money. So that’s where this story kicks off, I was working at a small shopping centre, chortling and doing the ‘ho ho ho’ bit as countless times before as a bratty girl sat on my knee asking me for a pony, after her mother took a picture she jumped off and ran off with her mother, the next was another girl, the plain unimaginative dress and neat hairstyle denoted devout Christian or some other religion and that was further confirmed by the way her mother was dressed, however my attention was stolen away by the very cute blond teenage son that stood just behind his mother, I guessed him to be about 18 and though he was short and dressed in a very repressed kooky conservative way I could see that he would have a fine athletic physique underneath those dreadful clothes, I also saw the way he looked at my bulge. The girl sat on my lap asking for the starving in Africa to end and that peace should reign over the earth, I swear I had to stop myself from yawning as she chattered on about helping the needy, finally I realised she’d stopped, “Ho Ho Ho what lovely sweet wishes for Christmas my dear, what a good Christian you are!” as soon as I said that I could see the look of pride beaming on the mothers face “but you must wish for something for yourself?”, the girl looked shyly at her mother who sighed and nodded as the little girl became animated asking for a new dolly. The girl jumped off my lap and I turned my attention to the lad “come and sit on Santa’s lap son”, the kid blushed bright red croaking “I’m too old for that” however much to his chagrin his mother insisted and he looked so deliciously uncomfortable as he walked to sit on my lap, his eyes darting to my bulge again He sat on my knee and I tentatively brushed my fingers over his small firm round arse, though he stiffened he did not say anything so I took the lead and as I chortled “and what do you want me to give you for Christmas little man “I squeezed his little firm bum. While his mother and sister were giggling at the pictures they had taken I discreetly whispered “I finish in an hour or so boy, come back then for your present”. I saw him about 15 mins before my finish time, furtively hanging about, shyly looking away when I looked in his direction. “ho ho ho, its time for Santa to go to the north pole now, Merry Christmas everyone”, there were the usual claps and whoops, I stifled a yawn thinking ‘arseholes’ as I made my way round the side of the unit, I looked over my shoulder seeing him standing about twenty feet away, gave him a jerk of my head and went inside leaving the door open. I took off the beard and hat rubbing my short salt and pepper beard, before removing the Santa jacket and padding leaving myself wearing just the red trousers held up by braces and boots on, I scratched my stocky hairy belly as I heard the click of the door close behind him “you took your time boy”, I turned to look at him, the lad was visibly shaking “I didn’t want anyone to see me”, I smirked “and did they?”, he shook his head “I don’t think so”, I unzipped the fly on my trousers tugging my fat cock and balls out before sitting down and spreading my legs, I lit a cigar “c’mon boy suck my dick that’s what you’re here for”, he licked his lips but stayed still shuffling his feet “I’ve never done it before”, I slapped my forehead, trying to hide my excitement at getting a virgin “well no time like the present to try it son” and clicked my fingers “NOW!” I smirked as he obediently walked over getting on his knee’s in between my legs and held my rapidly growing cock in his smooth little hand, he stared at it for a moment and then tentatively put his lips on the end of it, I grinned “that’s it son, that’s what you need” as he became animated and literally sucked on my cock like hoover, I rested my hand on his blond hair giving him encouragement and instructions on how to suck a man properly, he caught my cock with his teeth only once and a slap to his sweet little face ensured he didn’t do it again. I settled back smoking my cigar and swigging brandy from my hip flask luxuriating in the sloppy wet tongue job my cock was getting from his inexperienced mouth, I looked down catching his blue puppy dog eyes looking up at me “when I cum boy hold it in your mouth until I say so”, he nodded and went back to sucking in earnest, I made a mental note to write a letter to Santa myself thanking him!! When I did cum it was a nice big load as I’d not wanked off that day, I filled his mouth so much that some of it did dribble out over his chin, as I put my cock away I smiled “hold it there boy”, “open your mouth and show me”, he opened his mouth showing my spunk swimming round in his mouth and over his tongue “good boy, swallow it now”, as he gulped it down I got up and put my jacket back on wondering how I was going to him back again. I handed him a toothbrush and toothpaste “clean your teeth so your mother does not smell my spunk in your breath”, as he cleaned his teeth I admired his pert little bum wiggling and then it dawned on me “want a job as my elf son?”, he nodded furiously spitting out the toothpaste in the sink “I’d love to but I dunno about my mum, she’s a bit”, I interjected “repressed?”, he blushed nodding as he smoothed out his hair, I patted him on his bum and pulled him close to me “don’t you worry about her son, go find her now and bring her to me, I’ll talk her into it”, as he left I asked “what’s your name boy?”, he grinned at me “Noel” He scurried out, and I did wonder if he would follow through but just to be on the safe side I sprayed the unit with air freshener and dressed myself as respectfully as I could possibly do, and then for an extra touch I put my copy of the good book on the side table. I was obviously very pleased when he brought her back, seems she was overjoyed at the idea of her son earning some extra money, unemployment was rife in the area and when she saw the bible on the side she was even more keen. I explained that I did not work on Sundays as it was the lords day, well that’s not entirely true I never worked on a Sunday due to drug and alcohol fuelled Saturday nights, she nodded in earnest agreeing with me but I then added “of course young Noel needs to be fitted out in his costume and instructed in the workings of the grotto, I can tell you’re a strict religious woman but would you consider allowing Noel to receive training tomorrow so that he can start work on Monday?”, she was undecided at first but then I lifted the bible up stroking its leather surface “I know it’s a lot of ask but its so unusual to meet such good Christian people who understand the true meaning of Christmas”, with that she elatedly blubbered “he’ll come after church tomorrow morning!!”, as they left I winked at Noel, he blushed and as the door closed I opened my hollowed out bible and took a good few swigs of brandy from the bottle secreted in there as I checked my stash of Tina humming to myself ‘have yourself a very merry chemmed up little bum boy’

Met a 30-something, muscular, hung, black top on vacation from the Marine base in SD. I was at the Temptation pool partybat the Luxor, where the bodies were hot and the drinks were cold. Spotted him dancing to the EDM pounding its beats and stirring libidos. Waded over to him, look him in the eyes, turned around, and pushed my luscious ass into his crotch. We danced for a bit, his hands eventually sliding across my stomach and into my speedos. I tugged my speedos down, exposing my ass and he opened up his shorts, pulling out his magnificent python. I trapped his shaft between my ass cheecks as we danced some more. Eventually his cock head was knocking at my hole. He wanted to fuck and I wanted him to fuck me. Minutes later we were in my room. Making out, his naked body on mines, I pulled out some Magnums and lube. I gave him an achingly slow blowjob and hit took all my will power to not gag on his powerful cock as he slid it down my throat and held it there for what felt like an eternity. After he became fully hard, he proceeded to massage his dick while lubimg my hole with two, then three fingers in me. He pulled himself up and spead my legs wide. He slowly pushed his massive cock in my hole. It hurt a bit, but I was pretty loose from the previous fucks the past couple of days. I put my hand on his hip and asked him to put a condom on first before we fuck. He slid it in even further and told me he wanted to feel my raw hole for a bit. He then pushed it in balls deep, slid it out half way, and slid it back in. I gasped in enjoyment and the thought of protected sex totally escaped my mind. He proceeded to fuck me, dominate me, use me. He called me a slut, a whore, his bitch, bending and tossing me in different positions. I ended up on top, riding him like a possessed, cock hungry, slut. His dick was buried deep in me, past my second ring in my sex hole, grinding away. He warned me that he was about to nut but I keep going. He uttered profanities and grunted. I felt his hot essence spreading deep in me. I was so hypnotized by his sex that I didn't care that he could me possibly be loading me up with poz cum. We fucked for several more hours. It was so good that he made me cum like a split-tailed bitch by working his immense dick on my p-spot. In all, he unloaded his plum sized balls in me at least five times. After his final orgasm, he stood up, dressed, and left without a word. Come to think of it, the name he gave me was probably false. I laid in bed, sore, my anus swollen and gaping, his cum leaking out of me like a cheap whore. A few months after returning from my vacation, I got my quarterly STI test, I'm (still) negative, but if I ever ran into Corporal "Dwayne", USMC again, told me he was poz, and wants to tear my hole up, my pants would drop in an instant.

Boys and girls, got a 9.5 inch cock, some viagra and Coke, and enough energy to keep me going all night. Anyone need a hard raw breeding session?

In Gulfport/So. St. Pete. Love to get fucked by one or more bb dudes. Partner (Bottom also) and I are available most day/nights. Any dude want to drop a load in me? Hit me up.

I will probably end up poz. I tend to think of 'when it happens' rather than if, especially as a bb btm who takes loads from all sorts of strangers and has never asked status once. That said, I'm on PrEP at the moment (Event Based Dosing, the riskier version), and although it does feel like the risk is much lower, it also feels like cheating. I've lived with the risk of HIV for so long it feels like that risk is part of barebacking. So, I don't know, I'll probably end up coming off PrEP and letting nature take its course...

My ex was in town for the holiday weekend. We've kept in touch but hadn't seen each other for 5 years as he had to move out of state for his job. We meet for lunch on Sunday and ended coming back to my house so we could fuck like old times and he loaded me up good. He called today and asked if I could take him to the airport as his ride cancelled. I told him I would but only if he could fuck me again like he did last night. I went to his hotel and he fucked me in his room and then I drove him to the airport with his load leaking out of my ass. It felt great to have him and his cum inside me again.

I went to steamworks Berkeley to celebrate July 4th. It was my sluttiest day in my life. I m on prep and it gives me courage to be a little bit more open to cum taking. I purposely let guys stealth me today. It was just noon but steamworks is already busy! I got a few Asian guys to play with n white guys jerking n suckin me off. First guy I wanted to play with is Asian. Totally smooth , not so big but I figured why not start with something small to ease in. It was great. I fuck him thinking he is bttm only. But after a while he turn me around n fuck me with his 4in cock. It was nice. I let him fuck n then he cum in me n I didn't even panic. I thank him n he left. Another white bear ish guy on the other side of gloryhole booth stuck his cock through the hole n I back on to it. It was great. After a while he pulled out n left. I feel something dripping down my leg n I assume he cum too. It was hot. After that I play with several more guys on n off. Nothing much going on. Jerk suck a little fingering. I have to time myself as he more I get hard n soft the harder later for me to get hard again to fuck WHICH I have to say a few of them really want to get fuck by mid size Asian. I m not at all hot but having a 7in skinny cock makes it desirable At one point I back up on to a gloryhole n a cock slide in. I didn't even know whose cock it is n it's my FIRST anon cock I took like that. I chicken out n pull out n turn around it was a nice uncut black cock 6 in or so. Another Asian guy servicing me at steamroom n he is taller than me. I love smooth Asian ass. So delicious. I fingered him while he suck me in steamroom n let people watch. Then I whisper in his ears sit on my cock! He refuse n keep on sucking. I keep fingering n teasing his hole. After a while I am tired of the teeth bj so I tell him that's enough. But then he quickly got up. Thought he is leaving but his ass turns to me slowly lowering his ass on to my cock and sat on it. A white hunk across obviously not into Asian but was jerking his cock watching us fuck. It was kind of boring as his ass didn't feel like as good n he is squeezing my cock really tight n I got soft. I finally needed rest n left. After that my cock starting to get bored n tired. Can't get hard. I m so getting viagra soon. Am I too old for this? Lots of people showing up now. Lots of fresh meat n good looking guys n hot Asian bois showing up too. Now most of them turning into snobs. I just want to cum n leave. Found the steam room guy at gloryhole area again n he wants to play again. He got me semi hard n I start fucking him. But quickly got soft again. Getting tired! Now then hands from another hole grabbing my bttm guy jerking my bttm cock n it got me turn on.... I Quickly got hard n jerk myself till I almost cum n I quickly stuff my cock in bttm guy ass n I fuck some more n came in him. After I came he try to turn me around to fuck me. But I lost interested as I am really tired. So I say I gotta go. He asked if I cum. I said let me know if u feel it lol.

You could always get a pre-paid card to use instead so that you are not hit with fraudulent charges.

I wish I could find a bf like you. One that would whore me out from time to time.

you're not being too demanding it's just you're facing the sort of the same probs all guys have to face with. How many time has it been for both of you to have a big, deep & sincere open hearted discussion? you wouldn't like him if he was like you & the other way around. It is though very important for you to make sure you know about his wishes & points of views for life as for sex. Same way as it is important for him to know yours. I'm obviously talking about a serious long lasting love relation & no one night stand! Bigest prob you may encounter is he (or you) do no like getting & talking personal. Maybe not even like talking at all but I'm afraid that's a needed root when wanting to build something strong & keep it that why. Good news will be you both are guys & no girls. Even better; you both are gay guys. you do not have the prob of a different vision about sex like str8 guys & chicks have Bad news will be some of you (gay guys) may be as jealous as chicks. As if not more & again the reason why open hearted discussions are needed. If jealousy is no prob in your relation; why not simply make sort of compromises & agreements for both of you to get what your lover is not into elsewhere Example; you both like piss= do it together. you like scat while he does not, have some with other guys. He will know it's just sex you're having yet no danger for your relation. Same way as you know it is him you love & not that unknown guy you're having dirty fun with. Going elsewhere for a fuck is exactly like going to a pub with ur mates for a beer. you will have a good time but will always go back to the one & only you love. you may like him to behave like a sub while he might not like it at all. Simply forget it with him & have that kind of fun with submissive guys. There is no fun in behaving & doing things you don't like. Pretending & doing to please is no long lasting solution neither. Not to mention it ain't fun nor sincere don't forget you love him for what he is, same way he loves you for what you are. you guys simply wouldn't have cum & be together if you were different beings. Life will have both of you changing. A lot or not but ur & his inner roots & self will stay. The only important question is will you both change in each other's direction or away from each other. Hope it does give sum kind of helpful answer to ur questions. Not the kind of talks I usually have on sex sites but you asked for it. take care, be very naughty & have fun the way you like & want it Pervertly yours, Sir Philippe

Love it !! Kids pozzing his dad is hotter than hell ! Wish it was me getting pozzed up by my kid .. but I don't have kids so I must admit that if my nephew was poz I'd beg for him to poz up is uncle !

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

It's been 10 days since this happened, and I swear, this guy's cumshots are still blowing my mind!

Met this guy tonight from BBRT .We 've planning this for so long .He shows up at my place with a bag of favors . I had no idea he was bringing that over. He loaded up the pipe and we smoked some ,put some TIM porn on and away we went. Both feeling no pain . Then all my ads started to pay off . I put them on Adam and BBRT. I was getting ready to take everything that came my way. He didn't tell me he also brought some G. He slipped it in my drink and I was in a horny zone . I fucked 5 guys in an hour , so I thought. When I finally gained some of my senses I realize that a butt plug had been in me for awhile . I pulled it out and cum started running down my leg. He then tells me it's been 5 hours and I've fucked about 10 guys . Very nice surprise. I was pleased and knowing that most of them were probably poz , waiting to see what I acquired from them.

Two weeks ago I got a hotel room to have a night away from the roommates. First thing I did was jump on Grindr. I found who was in town for the night that wanted to get off. Fast forward an hour I have the lights down and am bent over my bed in a jockstrap and blindfolded as he walks into my room. Right away he goes tongue first into my hole. Spreading my ass cheeks so he can push his scruffy face farther and his tongue deeper into me. His spit was dripping from my hole down to malls balls, with one last big spit he pulled away and unzipped his pants pulling out his hard cock and sliding it against my eager ass. "It's been a long time since I've had a bitch as eager as you." He whispered into my ear with his deep voice teasing the head of his cock against my sphincter. He was oozing his precum all through my crack "how badly do you want my load dripping from that ass of yours?" His hand came up my chest to my neck, pulled my bare back against his clothes chest as he applied pressure to my throat. "You want me to use you like the whore you are?" I could feel his head slowly sliding into me as a chocked gasp came out. "You like it? I could be gentle if you want." He continued slowly sliding just his head in and out of my hole. "But it's not about you now." He then bent me over and rammed his cock into me as hard as he could as a surge of pain shot through my body that was quickly replaced by the pleasure of his hard cock impaling deeper into my hole. Each thrust was more violent then the last. Through my own heavy breathing and moans I could feel his breathing increase. "You ready to take this load?" "Yessir" I responded. "Good here it comes" with a grunt I could feel his body tense "that's it bitch take that load in you." He kept saying as his thrusting slowed and he pulled out of my hole. "Get on you knees here." He ordered pulling me off the bed to be at his knees then smacked his wet dick against my face "clean it up." I took his cum soaked cock into my mouth and licked every last bit of the left over cum. He took my face in his hand and spit on me "You're the best little cunt I've had in a long time." With that he zipped up his pants and left

The Hunt (Epilogue Part 2) Jason had a bad feeling. Steven was not his type at all and he didn’t want to take his dick, but he had no chance. He sensed something was wrong. The guy looked ill, not depressed. While they walked towards the toilets they had to pass some dark corridors. In public you weren’t supposed to fuck, but in this corridor or even in the toilets it was permitted to lose some pressure. They entered the toilets. There were 8 stalls all together. Guys were using the toilets to relieve themselves, but you could hear moaning and grunting from other stalls, that were closed right now. Jason entered the last stall on the left side and Steven followed the twink. There were many used condoms lying all over the floor. All filled with heavy spunk. The guys were busy fucking tonight. They didn’t talk. Steven pressed Jason on his knees and started opening his leatherpants. He looked down at Jason and motioned him to unwrap his gift. Jason looked up and shivered. With some hesitation his right hand fished the cock out of Steven’s pants. The cock was quite impressive and had a nice and big head. Jason started licking over the head and started jacking Steven slowly off. Steven put his hands on Jasons head and enjoyed the feeling of the guys tongue around his dick. After a while he felt like Jason was teasing him. He tried to get Steven to blow his load while Jason sucked him off. He doubted, that Jason would swallow the cum. So he started to pull Jasons mouth deeper onto his dick. Jason recognized the change of power. He guessed the guy was about to come and wanted some more tongue action. So Jason complied and sucked the cock deeper into his mouth, but Steven wasn’t about to cum. “Suck me deeper bitch” he growled. Jason let the cock push deeper into his mouth. Steven was trying to enter Jason’s throat. He wanted to fuck his hole cock down the gullet. “That feels good. Your throat is tight. Massage me with it. Try to swallow it deeper” he encouraged the blonde teen. All of a sudden Jason stopped sucking but kept on stroking Steven’s prick. “Steven?” he asked. “Can I ask you something?” “Hmmmm ?” Steven answered nonchalantly. “Are you clean?” Jason looked up while stroking Steven’s dick. “Of couse I am clean” Steven answered. He never had a drug problem anyway. “Good, because I never do bareback with people I don’t know at all” he explained. “And that is very smart. You never know what kind of weirdo is hammering your hole” Steven said honestly. “Would you mind if we are using a condom then?” Jason kept on asking. Steven tried to look confused. “Why….. You wanted to get fucked raw. It was your idea” Steven said. “Actually it was the Scorpions idea and I just promised it to him” he defended himself. “Ah – I see. And although I am clean and you promised it to a guy, you obviously like a lot and care about….. You want to break your promise now?” Steven looked quite upset now. “But it’s okay…. I thought you would want to help me. I thought you would trust me and you would honor the promise you gave” Steven sighed deeply. He started buttoning up. “What are you doing?” Jason asked. “This is it…. I won’t force you to take me raw and so I will go back to my mate and tell him about it. Don’t worry. He will understand you, I am sure.” Jason was thinking quickly. It seemed to be extremely important to the Scorpion that his friend could fire his load into an ass. He was convinced the Scorpion would be more than in a bad mood, if Steven told him about his second thoughts. “Wait…. I trust you. Of course you can seed me” Jason quickly replied. “I would do anything to know the Scorpion better and if he has friends with such special needs I am totally into helping you guys out” Steven smiled happily. He was hoping his plan would have worked out the way it did. “Great – so keep sucking my cock you whore” said Steven and offered his cock to Jason’s mouth again. “I will tell the Scorpion, that you have an open hole for all his fuck mates – you are a great fuck, you know that?” Jason thanked Steven and started sucking again and he went directly for deepthroating. He wanted to give Steven a good job. After a couple of minutes Jason was told to stand up and asked Steven if he would like to fuck him now - hard. Steven nodded. “Turn around to the toilet. Face the wall. Hold the toilet cictern and spread your legs more widely you fuck slut” Steven ordered. Jason did as he was told. With all the filled condoms laying around a new idea formed into Steven’s mind. “Jason, can I ask you to do me a favor also?” Steven played the vulnerable. “Sure. Whatever you need” “You know my ex. He looked almost like you when he was young. I would like to make my first time as real as possible. Would you mind if I would cover your head with my t-shirt, while I fuck you up? I just want to see your body frame. Are you o.k. with that?” Steven asked politely. “That sounds sweet. Of course it is ok.” Jason answered and had no idea why this charade was made. Steven removed his shirt and wrapped it around Jason’s head. He made sure Jason would not be able to see, what was happening around him and that he got a good smell of his sweaty armpits. “You are so kind to me, you know that? I actually wanted to fuck you dry, but since you are a cool guy, I will use some lube, so you will be comfortable also - Deal?” Steven suggested. “That’s awesome. Thanks Sir.” Jason sounded extremely happy. I was collecting already some of the extremely filled condoms. I told Jason I would dip my lubed dickhead into his snatch for one or two inches and then pull out to push the lube deeper into his hot cunt with my fingers. He was amazed how sensitive I was about fucking him. “No big thing – buddy.” Steven assured. He took the first filled condom and wrapped it up, so that only the filled part was actually fully visible. Then he positioned himself directly behind Jason and held the condom closely to the whores whole. Then he fucked his dickhead into the boy and this way all the fuck slime was entering Jason’s cunt also. He pulled out as promised and asked is this was comfortable for Jason. Jason said it was not painful at all. I should dip my dickhead more often into him before lubing him up with my fingers. “You think that’s okay for you? Steven asked and grinned wickedly. “Yeah sure – your dickhead slipped in so easily. Try to do this dipping more often and maybe a bit deeper the next time.” the young one suggested. “Okay – here I go again….” Steven used the second filled condom and betrayed Jason, thinking it was actually lube he was using to get him easy gliding. A third rubber was abused this way and there followed a fourth. Steven started now to finger fuck Jason hard. Knowing his cunt needed some ‘encouragement’ to take his virus. He scratched along Jason’s intestinal walls and Jason was moaning while he was doing that. It must have hurt him, but Steven couldn’t take care about that. After the AIDS-bloke finished this evil preparation, he positioned himself behind Jason and with one stroke he fucked his cock into Jason’s cunt. “Oh boy – you are such a dirty cunt” Steven cursed. Steven enjoyed fucking into this ‘always’ safe twink. “Go on – squeeze my dick. Work for my fuck-slime, you filthy whore. You stupid fuck cunt. Steven moaned loudly while fucking Jason as hard as he could. Steven wanted to enjoy this twink’s body for all it was worth and so he did. He pulled the 8 incher out all the way and then slammed it back in, trying to make it as hurtful as possible for Jason. Several times he told Jason to tighten up his pussy. All the while he played with Jason's nipples and twisted them hardly. Jason made crying noises, but he never told Steven to stop. Steven felt he couldn’t hold back much longer and so he sped up his fucking and so he finally shot his deadly seed deep into Jason’s hole. Jason could hear Steven’s grunting and knew he was seeding him now. Fearfully he received the load and even pushed in unison against the slamming cock, which was invading him. “You are a whore. A fucking tight whore. Maybe now, I might get the chance to wreck you more often.” he snickered. Jason shuddered but didn’t dare to say something negative and so he just cheered up and said that would be great. Steven freed him from the t-Shirt. Without putting it on he left the stall leaving Jason dripping a collection of cum out of his cunt. “Stay like that….. until the Scorpion stings you again.” He grinned demonically but Jason couldn’t see it. He was still looking at the wall and felt horny, but he felt used also….

I love beer can thick cocks! Prefer it over a 9" thin one anytime. Ideal is a 7" beer can cock. Feels perfect when it stretches my hole and pounds me balls deep.

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

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Long Weekend - Part 12 ( I woke up to the sound of Carl and Mike getting home from work, it was late evening and I had been fast asleep for the whole day. My mouth was dry so I walked into the bathroom to get some water. Carl and Mike were changing out of their smart office clothes in the bedroom next door and walked into the en suite bathroom to join me. "You look rougher than you did this morning, if that's possible" laughed Carl, "What are you looking for?". "Water" I replied weakly. "Get on your knees then" said Carl as he winked at Mike. I knelt on the floor in front of them and opened my mouth as they both took aim and used me as a urinal. I gulped down their bitter piss greedily and licked the last drops from the tips of their cocks. I was drenched and they lifted me up and pushed me into the shower. I shivered violently as the cold and then hot water washed over my body and started to feel human again as they washed me. I towelled off and slipped into a red jockstrap with yellow stitching. Mike and Carl showered each other and were soon drying themselves off and putting on mesh basketball shorts. Carl's phone had flashed with messages several times and he quickly scanned their content before whispering into Mike's ear. Mike couldn't hide his evil grin as he glanced over at me and nodded in agreement. "Right" he said, "It's time to get you ready".

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

Apart from being on PrEP, I think that expecting to stay HIV-neg while having unlimited and unrestrained anonymous sex in bathhouses and hook-ups is quite unrealistic. Anonymous sex is special, and for me the most powerful form of sexual experience. It allows me to realize fantasies, fetishes and role playing situations that become difficult to replay once I get to know the partners. That's why encounters with any long-term fuck-buddies have been 100% anonymous using a gloryhole. But I'm aware that by engaging in anonymous sex I'm implicitly giving consent to others to also realize their own fantasies, their own fetishes and their own role playing situations where I'm just an object to them. I was once visiting a large city and announced my visit in one of my profiles. A local guy contacted me because he really liked the idea of finding me blindfolded on my bed and then give me a good fuck and breeding. My profile said "bottom, HIV-" and his said "versatile, HIV-" so I never discussed HIV status with him. We had sex as described and even texted me 3 days later to do it again. I returned to the city a few months later and contacted him again to see if I could get him to breed me again. He then told me that he was really a bottom and that he topped me just because he was too turned-on by the anon scene. He also told me that he was poz, not on Meds and that he never told me because he thought I was poz just because I wanted anonymous sex. I would never blame anyone but myself even if posex from anon stealthing. I also think that intentional pozing is not very common. Some stealthing situations could be when poz men in a bathhouse feel the need to ignore their HIV+ status. I'm not poz but it must get tiring to have to always disclose HIV status before sex so I can imagine how freeing must anon encounters feel. I personally think that poz guys need a space where they can feel free from having to deal with poz status. For that reason I have no problem with guys stealthing in anon situations. "So yeah, what to do?" I guess, trying to limit the risk because the risk is inevitable.

I'm sorry in advance I'm a terrible writer. This post is also more of a question than a story as well. A friend took me to my first sex party, and it was as amazing as I figured it would be. Everyone was hot save for this one creepy guy who got in early. Barely anyone using condoms, only really hot guys allowed in, the whole nine yards. So I just finished breeding the DJ. He was super cute and took cock like a champ in between queing songs. I was actually complaining to him that I was so close to cumming but the guy I was topping before (super cute asian kid) came and wouldn't let me continue to fuck him, which hey I've been there I made him cum really hard I'm not surprised. More annoying was a ton of the other people bottoming were insisting on condoms and that if I came i wanted to cum inside a guy. Right away he jumped "give me 30 seconds to set some songs" and 30 seconds later he was bent over doggy begging for me load. So anyway I go to find my friend and I pass this guy who looks very familiar. Like familiar in the "ive been jerking off my cock to you since I was in ninth grade" kinda way. Well I guess that leads me to my question - Does Christian from Treasure Island Media, aka one of the hottest raw bottoms ever, live in NYC these days? Because this guy with a heart tattoo with the center kinda missing made out with me in the maize and sucked my cock a bit and then was sad I had just cum because he wanted me to breed him. I can't seem to find any clear photos of his stomach with the quick google search I did. I'm pretty sure it was him, and I'm kinda bummed I blew it. Of course the DJ had an amazing ass too so the night wasn't a total waste. I also managed to get bred by one of the biggest cocks I had ever seen by this really cute tall guy with black hair, I'm regretting not asking for his number so he could breed me more. Plus he had a cute ass that probably doesn't get a lot of attention.... Well anyway, I'm about to go do a little research and jerk off to the christian's 24 cocks in 24 hours movie. Any information anyone knows on if I'm crazy or what happened was possible would be greatly appreciated. I'm pretty sure it was him though.

As it is my birthday this weekend, I decided to get a hotel room and have some fun. About the same time, an old hook-up chanced to text me, saying he wanted to join me at the hotel. When he arrived he suggested the opportunity was ripe to undertake what we had often talked about, namely, he watch me whore my ass out. He suggested I should get into a jock and get ready to be fucked by a raw BBC. Now, I've played with BBC before but all that many times, so I agree as he went-about setting-up some fun. After a few minutes he tells me to get on all fours, my ass up and face down, adding he had found a nine and one-half BBC who was coming over to rape my white ass. Of course I was quite nervous, which didn't let-up when, after a 15 minute wait, I heard heard the door open and close, with a voice announcing "Man, he has a nice juicy ass on him. I'm going to pound that faggot real good." he comes over and asks if I'm ready for his raw black cock and tells me how my ass is made to be a slave to black cock. My buddy urges him to start fucking so he tells me to get ready for his cock because I'm his bitch now. All a sudden i feel his cock pushing in and he took his hands and pushed my shoulders down into the bed so I couldn't really move. I hear my buddy say "give him that raw black cock" The guy fucking says "you like that you fucking faggot? That white ass is mine now you fucking whore, your my slave of a cum slut" It really wasn't that long but i heard him say I was tight I and he goes "Don't you fucking move away or whine like a bitch, I'm going to pound that faggot hole and nut deep inside that hole and the more you move the harder I'm going to pound your cunt" At this point he starts pounding me hard and I hardly remember what everyone was saying because I was trying to not move or make a sound. He starts telling me to beg for his seed and then goes "tell me you want this poz load you whore, i hear my buddy saying to poz my neg hole but I was slightly surprised since no one said anything. I'm so hard at this point i tell him to give me his poz load nice and deep. I say give my faggot hole your poz load, push that huge black cock deep insde me fill my white ass up. Before you know it he says "yea take my poz cum you fucking slut" my buddy is urging him on saying how he wants to see my hole covered in black poz cum. I feel his cock throbbing deep in me as he fills my neg hole with a gigantic poz load. I feel some of his cum leaking down my leg as he pulls out and says how big of a load he gave me and how he is going to poz my hole again soon but wants me to service a couple black guys and get their load in me for tomorrow. Says he loves fucking a white bois hole when it's nice and sloppy. He also said tto have my white ass ready for him because tomorrow he is bring a couple friends over and they all only fuck raw and the smallest guy is 8.5 inch

My boyfriend was out of the town leaving me at home, pottering around, with no real plans other than to enjoy the weather. Then I heard my phone ring, and upon checking it, I found a message from him asking "What are you up to?" I replied "Nothing in particular, why?" His reply was the best. One of his regular fucks was looking to dump a load and as he was unavailable, he offered the guy my hole. It was to be a simple dump'n'go. I was to blindfolded (so I wouldn't be able to identify the top), bent over the sofa with lube waiting the arrival of the guy. So I was, and, more-or-less as was agreed, I heard the front door open and close, and within seconds a hand was exploring my arse, fingering my hole. The finger was readily replaced with a really thick cock, in fact, the cock was much thicker than I expected. In any event, the chap hammered away for about ten minutes, then slammed in full-depth, filled my hole with his load, pulled out and left. I went back to pottering around, thinking to myself I have the best boyfriend in the world. Oh, yeah, my arse is still sore now from the thickness of the guy's cock....

Ya there will be another chapter. I've been busy with work and writing for the site I post most of my work.

Hot either way bro ! I dont care all I want is his cum up me hungry hole

Sounds great will update this every time I go. Basement Sauna, Manchester 3/1/2016 - 4 loads anally, 3 orally. Tips: Pick a room, remove all condoms and just face down/ass up until someone joins you. 9 times out of 10 they can't be bothered to unlock the door and go get condoms.

Hey guys….. I read this story last year already and was always hoping it would be developed in one or the other way. Since the end is now already written, I thought – maybe I could write sort of an interlude, between the third part and the final part. It seems like some action is missing and Noels ordeal has not been finished yet. I truly hope daddybear doesn’t mind. I do this in great appreciation of his work and the way he conducted the story. This is my first try in writing. So please be kind to me. If you are interested I could write the second part of the interlude, but then I fear the story is truly over. And this makes me really sad.  Besides all: Merry Christmas to all of you – from Germany. Interlude: Andy was pushing 3 fingers into the moaning twink. He did a good job inserting my junk, which was dripping out of Noels roughly used cunt. My cum being pink stained, Andy remarked, that I damaged the boy pretty good. I was sitting in a big chair, almost in front of Noel. My legs spread wide and my dick still hard from the relentless fucking I just gave the little one. Watching into Noels face, I saw he was still flying high but sometimes his eyebrows kind of frowned, like the pain was actually sending signals of the rape to his brain. ‘Give him some more lube. Make him horny for more dick, man…..’ I shouted to Andy. Andy didn’t think twice. He scooped a large amount of the spiked lube and roughly entered his victims ass, creaming the inside of his ass with the drug that was given. Noel whimpered. ‘Man…. this hole will be fucked…. it will be fucked once I get my fist in….’ Andy mumbled this more to himself than to Santa ‘Bruno’ Bruno was slowly jacking off. Although he had just ejaculated gallons into the young bitch, he felt like his balls wanted to wipe out yet another orgasm. He liked the idea of Noel being corrupted. In this moment he didn’t think of explanations for the bad shape the boy would be, when his mom would come to pick him up. There was only his lust and this angelic cute bottom, who had his first sexual experience. And this was so intense. Meanwhile Andy opened his jeans and his big gun almost jumped out of his pants. ‘Man – I need to fuck him too. Do you mind if I take my piece of the cake’ Andy asked. ‘Not at all’ I answered. ‘Show him how nice a dick can hurt, once it is all the way in’ Without hesitation he jacked his dick a few times and although it was not necessary, he spit on the boys hole to make him even more wet. In one smooth motion he slid his whole size into the boy who was grunting with pain or pleasure. Either was possible in his drugged state of mind. Like a jackhammer he worked on the tight ass. Pulling out totally and slamming back in. Noel’s eyes were open and they were glued on Bruno and though, they were shadowed, it felt like he was yearning for Bruno to stand up and feed him some cock. In this very moment a key could be heard, unlocking the door again. Andy was so much into fucking, that he didn’t hear, or just didn’t care. But Bruno turned his head: and in walked Bonsu. A big black guy with a huge bulge in his crotch…. which was even more growing, when he saw the surprise that awaited him. To be continued…… (?)

The next morning the cum had dried in my bed and I was horny. This is where the advantage of a gay hotel comes in. I jumped onto grindr, and after five minutes someone knocked at the door. It was a handsome guy, in his early 30s, with a nice seven and a half-inch cock, who only played safe. I hoped this would be as amazing as the cocks I had had the night before. We kissed, I sucked his beautiful cock and then he proceeded to fuck me. The sex was good, but something felt different and unnatural. I didn’t feel him the way I had felt the guys last night. He smiled, I smiled back, we kissed, he fucked and came. I came as well, but certainly not in the volume I had the night before. He tossed the condom in the bin, put his bathrobe back on and disappeared. I felt my hole. Cum must had still been in there, because we didn’t use that much lube. I played around, massaged it and got horny again. What was happening to me? I checked my grindr conversation again. He said he was neg. He looked neg. I leaned over, took the condom out of the bin. He left a decent load in there. I smelled it and my cock jumped into action again. I tipped a small amount on my finger and licked it. Hmmmm, that taste. I started wanking while I emptied the condom in my mouth. What a taste! And what a load I produced. After I came I felt disgusted by myself. Again. I ran to the bathroom, and rinsed my mouth with mouthwash. I looked up and stared at the guy in the mirror. What was this city doing to me? What was I turning into? I showered, got dressed and met the others for breakfast, traveling to a nice cafe in a nearby suburb, where we sat outside, chatting and watching families with children, old couples with their grandchildren and young couples. My friends discussed their hopes for children, and discussed the merits of one name over another. All the while, however, all I could think about was cock. I looked at the husbands, wondered what their raw cocks would feel like, and what their cum would taste like. Again, I was shocked by myself. After breakfast, the couple wanted to go to a museum, my mate wanted to do to some shopping, but I just wanted some alone time to understand what was happening to me, so I went back to the hotel, changed into my speedos and went up to the spa. It was completely empty which was great. The hot tub on the deck was just what I needed. I relaxed and closed my eyes. After maybe half an hour I awoke when two guys in their mid 30s joined me in the tub. “Late night?” smiled one. I returned his smile. The second guy then commented “We saw you taking those guys last night. That was amazing! Your hole must be sore." I turned red and my cock turned hard. “You know, I have never done it before. I have no idea what came over me there. I always play safe and have never been to a darkroom before.” I replied. “Looks like you found your true calling. Hi, my name is Sebastian by the way, but call me Seb.” “Nice to meet you, my name is Steve.” “And I am Christophe.” “How was it taking those raw cocks, Steve?” asked Seb. “It felt amazing” “Yeah once you go bare, you never go back.” “Yeah, I fear so. What about you guys? Do you fuck bare? Not scared of poz?” “We only fuck bare, and have been poz for years. Christophe actually a year longer than me. He gave it to me” Seb said gave Christophe a kiss. They started making out in front of me while smiling at me. “But don’t worry, we are both of meds now.” With that Seb, started kissing me. He then took my hand and I went to the steam room. He pushed me on my knees and I had two beautiful cocks to service. I sucked and licked and swallowed every drop of precum. Christophe pulled me up and turned me around. Started licking me ass again, which was still lose from last night and this morning. Christophe’s cock was about eight inches in length, but thin, whereas Seb’s was only seven inches, but was very thick. Christophe made the first entrance. I felt great. Nothing between me and him. Skin on skin. “How does it feel?” “Amazing” I moaned. “I bet you little slut” Seb chuckled. “Yes, I am a slut” I replied. Christophe picked up speed. His balls were hitting my ass and it felt just right. “Ready for another poz load?” “Fuck yeah." “Wait! Make some room for me!” Seb had been wanking while watching us, but now he slid under us and pushed his cock into me hole. I experienced both pain and pleasure, as did Seb and Christophe. A minute later both exploded in my ass, and I couldn’t hold it much longer either. “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck! Take our loads!” I just moaned and blew another record load. I couldn’t talk. Reality hit. I felt awful. Another two loads. I was pushing my luck. I have lost control over myself. Again. It felt right while doing it, but now, I felt disgusted. I was shaking, cold sweat and hated myself. A pig, I was a dirty pig. A slut. Conflicted, I returned to my room and sat in the shower for an hour trying to wash it all off, but I couldn’t. I was scared of what was coming next. I knew where the path was leading me, I knew what was happening, but I was scared. Yet, I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop it....

Raw, I was 12. My mums boyfriend used to kiss me with tongues and I would kiss him back and always kind of liked it. I didn't really realise he would do it away from everyone else but i really looked up to him and always wanted his attention. I used to go through and lie in bed with them in the weekends and he would hug me while he slept. I remember liking the feeling of his dick getting hard against me and getting turned on by it. He started to offer to take care of me and my sister while my mum was away. One night he came into my room and without saying a word, put me on my front, pulled my pyjamas pants down, spit on my ass and fucked me raw. I'll never forget how much it was hurting until he started moaning in my ear that i was a better fuck than my mum and that he knew i wanted it. I think something was born in me that day and I just fell in love with the idea. He came deeply inside me and I could feel his dick pulsing cum into me. The warmth felt great, even though i was bleeding. He turned me over and kissed me and told me not to tell anyone and that we would make a habit of it. After that I basically became his cum-dump whenever he was horny or drunk and wanted more than my mum. Every time since has been raw, always with him. Couldn't ask for more.

My ideal would be in a total open relationship with another pig. I would love to get home and find out that other guys had been breeding him and then I could fuck his cummy hole. Would be even hotter to get home and find some random guy barebacking him in our bed. We would encourage each other to be even bigger pigs and sluts. I'm sure part of that would involve going to Berlin and getting totally fucked up and go on a breeding frenzy.

Mmm very hot got to love Tina and cock mmmmm

That night I did not go out, I wanted myself alert for the next day, the next morning I’d picked out a nice elf costume for Noel and though it was maybe a little risqué I knew he’d wear it with a little bit of encouragement, I dressed myself in my Sunday best and sat waiting resisting the urge to light a cigar, drink some brandy or fire up the meth pipe. At 11.34am exactly Noel turned up along with his mother she was relieved when she saw me “I thought you did not work on Sunday but when I saw the Santa out there???” I stopped her, “unfortunately my dear lady, commercialism does not but recognise the ways of our lord “ I sighed “that is a colleague, an ungodly man, but the stores insist on a Santa everyday” I lowered my head “it’s not right but what can one do?”, she rested her hand on my arm “I completely understand” adding “may I leave Noel with you, he will do whatever you say”, I nodded ushering her gently out of the door “of course my dear lady, do not worry I’ll take care of him” I closed the door locking it, I walked across the room getting a cigar out of the draw lighting it up and started to undo my shirt, “don’t just stand there boy, take off your clothes”, I sat down groping my cock through my trousers as he shyly stripped off, folding his clothes as he went until he stood in front of me in a pair of old off white y-fronts “those too son”, he blushed as he pulled them down and off. He stood there like a little short Adonis, he was indeed beautiful to behold with a nice smooth lightly muscled body he stood covering himself with his hands, I stood up and walked round him “hands behind your head boy”, he hesitated as first but a swift slap to his peachy rear made him put his hands behind his head, I fondled his sweet six inch thick penis “that’s better boy” as he groaned and squirmed as I massaged his hard little prick and furry little balls, before tugging on this pubic hair “this needs to go”, I could see his emotions wave over him as I added “that’s if you want to suck my cock again son?” He groaned in anticipation as I sat him on the chair slathering his pubes with shaving foam, not being a stranger to shaving boys I did it expertly until his cook and balls were as hairless as the day he was born “is your crack hairy son?”, he fidgeted a bit “no Sir”, I raised my eyebrows “really?, show me”, he looked a bit scared but he raised himself up settling down so his legs were over the arms of the chair, his arse was deliciously smooth, like a plum, his voice was trembling “is it ok?”, I took a lick at it growling ”its perfect” before burying my tongue deep in his arse crack. I love the shock and surprise a boy has when a tongue first flicks over his arsehole, and Noel was better than expected, he shrieked “oh my god”, I grinned “like that son?” he squirmed and panted as I stuck my tongue right into his young arse “oh god Sir yes I love it!!!”, I savoured the fresh taste of his arse, I detected a scent and taste of soap as I tongued him, he was trembling playing with his cock “I never, never, oh my god forgive me”, I pulled my tongue out of his quivering boyhole “don’t you dare cum yet boy”, he groaned letting go of his cock, “that’s a good boy”, “you finger youself boy?”, he blushed nodding, I chuckled “show me”, Noel slowly licked his finger before putting it down to his smooth young hole, pushing his middle finger into himself moaning as he wanked himself with the other, I grunted slapping his hand “no wanking boy, just pleasure your arse”, he obediently let go of his cock, he looked so cute his eyes clearly needing approval as his finger slipped into his hole and he started frigging himself, I nodded “good boy” and smiled down at him at I picked up my tub of Tina laced lube, “that’s a good boy, here use some of this”, he looked at me quizzically “I’ve only used spit before”, I chuckled “this is much better than spit son”, he scooped a glob up as I grinned “show me how you do it son, go on just for me”, he rubbed the big old gloop of lube onto his hole “like this Sir?”, I had to control my voice as I whispered “very good boy, now finger it in, show me “ and just like that the kid chemmed himself up, I had to puff out my chest in pride, who wouldn’t?

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

I am interested in this too as a bud is supposed to set one up for my ass soon. Sounds like fun to me but some say it isn't. Hmmm I love all the cock I can get in me so can't imagine it not feeling good.

total top here when it cums to fucking ass but I have a dark side that loves to just chow down and suck a big juicy cock. I have my regular profiles on a4a and bbrt for topping bottoms. But I also have a oral only profile created for the purpose to get cocks to suck. pics are of just my face and private in the oral only profile. also I find I can get some good dick on craigslist. mostly straight men. some even want me to rim them. of which I am an expert. :~P

i would love your frozen cum, i would empty the whole jar in my cunt ands put plug in it then get on the sling in B

two good looking guys looking for vers fist fun buddies

Here's what I think you were asking for with the Red Devil and continuing into 2 additional parts: Halloween Party Out Of Hand - Part 1: When I was 18 I went to a Halloween party with a bunch of other gay freshmen. The Halloween party was hosted by an older man who got off on all us college kids. There were other older guys all aroud too. I went as a lifeguard in red trunks and flipflops. I was real tan then and I've always had washboard abs and real nice body. I could feel the eyes of everyone burning into me when we wlaked through the door. I looked at the other hot guys around the party. There was a Roman gladiator. There was a priest. But the best was this older muscle guy who was some kind of demon or devil. He had huge pecs and was completely painted red. He had a shaved head and long horns. All he was wearing was a leather thong and heavy leather boots. I noticed him following me with his eyes. They were bright blue. My dick stirred, but then a drink was in my hand and my friends distracted me. I danced with my friends for a long time. We drank a lot and started getting horny. The whole room was getting horny. My friends and I did some tequila shots and soon enough began feeling it. Then some of them started making out, which got the room started, and many people started disappearing into other parts of the house. I went to piss and in the hallway found the first fucking session going on. A kid from my Econ class was dressed like a lifeguard like me and some hot dark haired guy from a different school was fucking him. He was dressed up as a mechanic with his overalls open down the front to expose his dick. I stopped and looked. The guy wasn't wearing a condom. I was shocked but started to get hard. I went on to the bathroom door. Someone was in the bathroom so I got stuck waiting. The kid from Econ was moaning loudly. The top was fucking him so hard you could hear his hips slapping against my buddy's ass. My buddy reached out and jerked me off through my shorts and we looked at each other, both of us completely amazed at what was going on. The mechanic guy fucking my buddy started grunting and said "I'm fucking cumming!" My buddy tried to pull off but the mechanic dude held his shoulders in place and unloaded inside him. My buddy looked panicked. The top, on the other hand, pulled out, smiled and walked out to piss out the side door. I was about to follow when the bathroom door opened. "Can I push it out?" my buddy asked. I told him sure. I was jealous yet was also glad I wasn't in his position. We went in the bathroom together to discover another kid from our school getting barebacked in the shower. I knew what bareback was but hadn't done it before. I was too hard to piss so I left my buddy to push out the cum and deal with everything by himself. Walking through the house I saw it had evolved into a full on orgy. The 'priest' was getting fucked by a 'doctor' in the kitchen by the vodka. A fairy with a real great ass was barebacking the shit out of a construction worker on the floor by the 'fridge. In the dining room, Peter Pan from my college was on his back on the table with the Roman gladiator's huge bare dick up in him. I watched as a quiet guy from my school who was dressed up like a ghost was coaxed to his knees by a slightly older dude dressed like a cop. I was starting to feel kind of left out and went back to the living room. People were still dancing there, even though it was definitely more sexual than before. The hot red demon dude was still there, and he followed me with his eyes. I could tell he was claiming me. He walked confidently to me and we exchanged greetings. His red skin looked so real I asked if I could touch it. "Sure" he said. His chest was hard. His abs were firm. His arms were big and muscular. Next I knew he was kissing me. His lips were powerful. His tongue took control. His strong hand enclosed mine and pulled me behind him away from the living room. There was no point in resisting, and for that matter, I didn't want to. In the dining room, the Roman gladiator bellowed and came powerfully in Peter Pan's ass and my shy ghost buddy was taking the bare dick of the cop like a champ. The scene in the kitchen revealed a new set of men fucking each other. The bathroom door was half open and my buddy from Econ class was bent over taking more bare cock. I heard him ask for a load from the 'sailor' who was barebacking him. The sailor grunted and seemed to be unloading as my demon-hunk shoved me against a wall and started making out with me again. Soon my dick was in his mouth and I glanced over to see my buddy getting yet another bare dick up his hole. While the beautiful demon man ate my dick, I saw him release his dick from the leather thong he was wearing. He unbuttoned it and fell to the ground. His dick was probably eight inches, uncut and was also painted red. He had gone all out. I leaned against the wall and moaned - the blow job felt so good. Then before long I felt his manly fingers probing my ass. I knew where this was going. I was going to be his boy. He was going to fuck me. I opened my ass to his fingers. He turned me around and pulled my red shorts the rest of the way off. I was completely naked. He ate out my hole while another kid from our school unloaded in my buddy's ass. I didn't feel bad for him anymore. I wanted to be him. I wanted to feel the demon's cock in my hole. My wish was soon satisfied as the demon man stood-up, picked me up in his arms and laid me on the center island in the kitchen. I looked into his blue eyes. He positioned my feet on his shoulders. I thought of asking for a condom, but I already knew there were no condoms here. And I didn't want him to put one on me. I wanted his seed. He spat on the palm of his hand and lubed up his cock. I felt the head pressing in. It hurt. I relaxed and coaxed him in. He kept pushing until he bottomed out. "Fuck yeah" he said. "You like my demon cock, kid?" "Fuck yeah" I said. "Give it to me." "Oh I will" he said with a deep laugh. He started fucking me. His dick felt hot, his muscles straining to get it all in me. My buddy took a break from the orgy to come watch me get barebacked for the first time. "Fuck that's hot" I heard him say as the eight inches ramrodded in and out of my ass. I just threw my head back and let the demon stud take over. His raw dick plowed me and his hands held me down, pulling at my flesh. He was owning me. "You're mine" he hissed. "Fuck yeah" I said. "Take me." He picked up the pace and started grunting. I thought that meant he was going to cum and I started squirming. I wasn't really ready. "Cum in his ass!" someone said. It was my buddy. I looked at him. He was jerking off and the mechanic from earlier was behind him about to enter him again. "Fuck yeah" the muscular red demon man said. "Here it cums." I panicked but was really turned on and started panting "yes" over and over. The beautiful muscular demon man growled and then let out an animal roar as he bucked into me. I could feel his cock growing and pulsing as he shot inside me. He shot for a long time like he hadn't cum in a long time. "Fuck yeah" he said. "Take my demon seed faggot! You like that? Ung!" He slowly pulled out and I saw the red make up had all come off his dick and it was coated in cum. I hadn't cum yet and stood erect leaking precum. "Hot" said the man dressed like a demon. "No turning back now, cumslut. Go get some more." And then he disappeared. Egged on by my buddy I took the mechanic's third load of the night right there on the kitchen floor, and then my buddy unloaded in me. Finally, I found the shy kid in the dining room again. The demonic stud was finishing up inside him. "No, don't cum in-" he didn't get it out when that animal roar happened again. I quickly took my place there and didn't last three strokes before I dumped a white hot load deep in his panicked guts. When it was starting to wind down and my friends were pairing off or calling taxis, the demon stud found me again. "You're mine tonight" he said. I looked into those piercng blue eyes. "You're getting more" he said. I willingly held out my hand and felt his strong hand wrap around mine again. That was how it started. **************************************************************** Halloween Party Out Of Hand - Part 2: We got in the car and started driving away. I was scared. My friends had left together or with other guys we knew. Here I was with a demon man who's name I didn't even know. I had cum in my ass. It was still up there. It felt amazing. I asked his name. "Tonight you call me 'master' and I call you whatever the fuck I want" he said. "Breakfast tomorrow we can do names and favorite tv shows." My cock roared back to life. "Ok" I said. "Ok MASTER" he corrected me. "Ok master." I looked over at his body, which glistened red as we passed under the streetlights. His dick out in the open since he didn't bother to rebuckle the leather thong he was wearing. He was hard too. I was dizzy as we drove. I was totally shitfaced. Thank god the demon guy was driving. He handed me a tube of something. "Rub that on my cock" he ordered. "Yes, master" my dick leaked precum through my lifeguard shorts. The tube contained red make up. I took a glob and massaged it into the head and up and down the shaft. He moaned his approval. "Good boy" he said. "Now let it dry." A large glob of precum bubbled up from his nuts through the slit and stayed there. "Lick that off but don't fuck up the make up" he ordered. I unbuckled my seat belt and leaned over I carefully extended my tongue, tasted just the precum and felt it transfer itself to my mouth. I pulled away and swallowed it. "Good job" he said. I let my hand rest on my hard cock and stroked some. "You have a choice" he said. "Either one-on-one with me or one more party. You're getting fucked either way." "Another party" I said. "As long as you still fuck me again." He laughed a deep dark laugh. "Oh I will" he growled. My dick jerked. He made a turn and soon we were going off onto a country road I'd never before seen. Two more turns and we went down a long dirt road. At the end was a country farm house decorated for Halloween, a number of cars parked around the yard. We got out and walked up onto the porch. From inside you could hear a throbbing dance club style beat and a lot of moaning and grunting. A stunningly gorgeous guy slightly older than my age stood on the porch dressed like a Greek god. He smiled and held out his hand. "Keys please" he chirped and winked at the older guy. "Good to see you" my demon master said. He felt behind the Greek god's ears. "Whoa" he said. "Did you get the fuck flu?" The god beamed. "Yep. I'm acute right now." He looked down at me. "Freshman?" "Yes" said the red muscle dude standing beside me. The gorgeous key taker leaned down and kissed me. "I'll see you later for sure." That whole exchange was way over my head especially since I was drunk, but when I asked a question, my master just kissed me and we did a shot together in the kitchen. People were fucking all over the place. Fat guys, thin guys, young guys, old guys, all over the place, there was a mass of fucking flesh. My dick and ass were hungry to get in on the action. "Master, fuck me please" I asked. He looked at me in his demon red makeup with those piercing blue eyes and horns and said "The real fun is out back." He led me by the hand outside to a bonfire, surrounded by six or seven guys. All were dressed like the guy who broght me - demons of different shades. All were huge, muscular guys at least five or ten years older than me. I longed to have all of them inside me but didn't think I'd get that lucky. I was introduced as "the new recruit" and felt myself massaged on all sides by muscular hands. I threw back my head and looked at the moon as I was lifted up and stripped of my shorts. My legs were spread and hands probed my ass, my hole. My dick stood straight up towards the sky and the warmth of the fire made me sweat. I was placed on a picnic table and given another shot. My head was swimming. I thought I might pass out. "Am I his first poz load?" someone asked. I had no idea what he meant. "No" said my master. "I loaded him earler." "Hot" came the reply. I looked up to see a hot dude maybe 27 years old with bulging muscles, ripped abs and piercing blue eyes. He had horns on too, was also dressed like a demon, but all painted white. "You ready?" he asked. "Totally" I panted. I felt his slick cock pressing against my hole. He took his time on the outside, massaging all around. It took too long so I worked myself down onto his dick, getting splinters in my back and not caring. Grunts of approval went up from the crowd as he pierced me and I cried out in pleasure. I felt all pf him up inside me as he started fucking me hard. He threw back his head. Silhouetted by the moon I could see his form as he strained and bucked and thrusted. He leaned close and whispered in my ear. "Fuck I'm gonna cum! You want it?" "Yes" I replied. "Unnnngh!" he grunted, and came inside me. A cheer of approval went up. "Yeah! Convert him! Load him up! Charge him!" I felt complete and still wanted more... and I looked around at the men I hoped would give me more. So naturally I begged for it there on that table. ******************************************************* Halloween Party Out Of Hand - Part 3: While still inside me, the white demon man was handed a tube of make-up and he smeared red all over my chest. He set it down, pulled out, and used his dick to push his cum back into me. I felt flushed from all the alcohol and was in a frenzy to get fucked more. When a blue-painted demon man lined up against my hole I put my feet around him and pulled him in. In ten seconds his balls were slapping against the lean muscles of my ass. I could see the veins in his arms as he held me down, controlling my responses to his violent assault on my ass. His face was painted blue but I could see a beard, a strong jaw line, a muscular neck. He leaned down and kissed my adams apple with a lot more tenderness than I'd expect. I smiled at him and stroked his cheek and his beard. All of a sudden his expression became very gentle as he sighed a gentle "Oh! Oh! Ohhhhhhhh!" He collapsed on top of me and I could feel his balls pulsing as he finished unloading deep in my gut. I heard my "master" laugh and say "Keep the scene going, you fuckin' softy!" The blue demon kissed me gently and then applied more of the red make-up to my neck and shoulders. He carefully pulled out, making sure not to spill any cum, and made way for another man. This guy was Italian-looking, was not painted any color but had a great furry chest and leather as well as horns. His dick was uncut and I wanted to taste it. I got off the table and sucked him. He grabbed my hair and took control of my rhythm, burying his huge fuckstick in my throat and blocking my windpipe. As I struggled for air, he held me in place. I could taste his precum filling my mouth and throat, but as I couldn't fill my lungs, I started to get scared and tried to pull away. He forced me down harder, then yanked me to my feet by my hair. He kissed me passionately, feeling my body while his tongue went as deep as his precum faucet had a minute ago. He looked me deeply in the eyes. "Can I hit you?" he asked. "Not hard enough to hurt much at all." I was so drunk and horny my dick pulsed its permission so I said 'yes'. He backhanded me, sending me sideways onto my knees. It didn't hurt badly but I was drunk so my balance was off. My "master" lauged again and said, "Easy Tony!" "I didn't hurt him" Tony said, yanking me to my feet. "Did I, slut?" he asked. I shook my head 'no'. "Good" he said. "Now time to get fucked." He roughly bent me over the picnic table and slammed into me. A cheer went up from the crowd. He pummeled my ass so hard my face was hitting the table. I was so turned on I liked it and I reached back to spread my ass cheeks apart for him. He grunted loudly, ramming me. "You like it, don't you slut?" he roared. Under his onslaught I couldn't even respond. He grunted loudly on every deep violent stroke into my ass, then he started shouting on every stroke, timing his exclamation for each down stroke: "Fuck! Fuckin' whore! Take that! Cock! All the! Fuckin! Way! Up! In! There!" "YEAH!" I managed to yell. This was so fucking intense. "YEAH!" he screamed back. He went back to gunting and groaning on each stroke with increasing intensity, then went verbal again, "Yeah! Yeah! Yuh! Yuh! I'm ready! Get ready! Here it cums!" By now the crowd was roaring. "Ready? Ready? YOU READY? READY? AAAAGH!! AGGHHH! AGGHHH!" With the last thrust he collapsed silently on top of me and lay there breathing heavily for a minute or two. I was really close to cumming. He smeared some of the red paint on my ass, then he was replaced by one after another. Each fucked me and bred me and filled me and painted me red. My buzz was starting to wear off and I was getting tired in the blaze of the bonfire. Finally it was my master's turn. I looked deep in those blue eyes and welcomed him as he brought me one last shot of alcohol for the night. I gulped it down and set it to the side. He entered me gently, owning me. "You've done very well" he said. "Thank you master." "I can't hold out long because I've been jerking off, watching all these men fuck you and breed you, but I want you to ask me to cum in you." "Cum in me please sir" I asked. "Like you mean it" he demanded. "Please, sir, cum in my ass!" I pleaded. "Fuckin' say it like a man!" he growled. "Fuck me sir! Cum in my ass!" I yelled. "LOUDER! Want my fuckin seed bitch?" he roared angrily, pouding the fucking shit out of me. "FUCK YEAH SIR! GIVE ME THAT FUCKING LOAD YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT! FUCK!" "OH, FUCK YEAH! THAT'S MY MAN!" he growled and he threw his head back and roared like a lion as he emptied himself into me. I reached for my cock to finish myself off but hands grabbed my arm and restrained me. My demon master looked down at me, panting, and smiled. He placed a pair of costume horns on my head, took my hand and helped me stand. Cum ran down my leg. I felt dirty and complete at the same time. In the firelight my shadow was 40 feet long. My horns pointed into the distance towards the field and my shadow dick was long and erect, pointing maybe five feet towards the porch. A cheer went up. Someone handed me a large hand mirror: I was totally red except for my dick. I looked like a younger version of my "master." He hugged me, wet with sweat that started to smear some of our makeup. "Do I get to cum?" I asked. "In a second" he said. "Now you've made some fuckin' stupid choices tonight. You didn't ask the HIV status of a single man who barebacked you tonight. You took all those fuckin' loads and you begged for them." I was really scared all of a sudden, but my dick didn't go down. "All the guys are negative, aren't they?" "Every last load you begged for was poz" he said. "FUCK!" I screamed. "What the fuck were you thinking?" "What were YOU thinking?" he asked. "If you had asked any one of us we would have told you." He put his arm around me. "Now if you want, I can get you showered and get you to the hospital for a single shot of an antiviral that will block your conversion, but you can never come to this party again and you can never see us again." My dick still was hard. "Or, we can finish the job and make sure it takes. And you'll be welcome here anytime." The other men looked on. I was still fucking horny as hell. I don't know why, but I reached up and kissed him and let my weight slump into his arms. He kissed me deeply and lifted my legs. A cheer went up from the crowd. "I'm scared" I said as I felt his dick enter me. "It's okay" he whispered and kissed me. He fucked me there in the dirt, gently and sweetly. We breathed heavily and panted, but not a word was said. His breathing got jagged and I knew he was depositing his bugged-up seed inside me. I reached for my dick but he held my hand away. "That was poz load number 14, little man." "Wow" I said. "We're mostly on medicines and don't have a lot of The Bug in our cum because that's what happens over time. The door guy, though. He's freshly converted. He's got a HUGE viral load and he's your final top for the night. You WILL be positive after this. You ready?" I nodded. The stunning gorgeous guy who took the keys came towards me. He smiled and kissed me. "You'll be so glad you set yourself free from ever worrying about this shit again" he assured me. I was soon on all fours as he slid his nine inch fuckstick into my cum-lubed hole. He fucked me hard for a good five minutes. "Oh yeah! You like it?" he asked encouragingly, almost with a chipper edge in his voice. I couldn't lie. "Yeah" I grunted in reply. "Me too! Oh, fuck your hole feels so good." "Fuck yeah!" I breathed. I gave over to it, and soon he was holding onto me by the shoulders to keep from knocking me over from the force of his fucking. "Oh fuck yeah! I'm gettin' close! Want me to convert you?" "FUCK YEAH!" I roared. "OH FUCK! I'M GONNA BLOW! I'M GONNA FUCKIN' BLOW! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! I'M FUCKIN' INFECTING YOU! FUCK YEAH! FUCK! FUCK!" I found myself screaming, "Fuck yeah! Fuckin infect me! Fuckin infect me! Fuckin infect me!" along with him as the Greek god unloaded in me. Simultaneously I felt my master's mouth enclose my dick and I started shooting, squirt after squirt after squirt filling his throat. The gorgeous guy collapsed onto me and we fell into the dirt. He left his dick in me. As we lay there he told me what to expect. How I didn't need to be afraid. How there would be hard days during the acute phase. Some bad reactions to medicine at first, but he told me about hot fuck sessions he'd had post-conversion, and I felt him get hard again inside me. He fucked me in the dirt for another few minutes and unloaded in me again. And again a few minutes later for a total of eighteen poz loads. I didn't think I had any more energy that Halloween night, but then my demon master told me about one more surprise he had in store for me. Finally, as dawn began to creep across the Pennsylvania sky, I began to grow tired, ready for sleep, and terrified of what I had just done: I, a college freshman, painted in red demon paint, surrounded by men in various states of demon attire, most of whom had intentionally fucking infected me with HIV. And by the end of it all I had willingly accepted it. As my head began to clear, my demon master took me into his arms and kissed me. He held me as my brain took in the enormity of what had just happened. I had WILLINGLY given up my HIV- status. Yes, they had first just worked on my naivety, but at the end of it they had told me. Bluntly. Directly. FUCK! I lay in the dirt, cum oozing from my superfucked ass. And I grew hard again for reasons I couldn't understand. My master then revealed his surprise. He led me to the shower in the basement of the adjoining house. One by one, the men who had pozzed me washed themselves, clearing away the makeup that had obscured their features. Some were pasty. Some were tan. Some were hot. Some were not, aside from their bodies. One by one, I saw the demons in their undecorated, masculine glory. Finally it was my turn. The red make up was washed off, and I was just as I had been. I kneeled there, dripping, before my master, who had showered with me. He stood over me, and I recognized him as the professor of martial arts at my school. I had registered for one of his classes. He swore me to 'fucking secrecy you fucking bitchcunt slutwhore.' I easily swore. Then, there in the leaky, rough shower in the basement of this old farmhouse, I got down on my knees and worshiped the man who had owned me. I licked his veiny cock, his shaved, muscled chest. Finally, the reality of my new life set in as he bent me over, instructed me to brace my arms against the rough stone walls of the basement, and lined up at my hole. He wasn't gentle. Frankly, he was vicious. He rammed into me. He tore me. He fucked me so hard, I almost cried, but I wanted it. I felt him tearing the flesh in my hole and my cock got hard again, bobbing jaggedly between my tired legs as I looked down. Precum dripped from my fully erect cock. Finally, makeup free, costume free, just real poz-on-neg, he warned me: "I'm ready. You want my load?" I just kept my mouth shut. I knew what a bottom was for. Without an answer from me, he just kept it up, and finally he just stiffened there in the shower, silently depositing his infectious load in me. No disguises, no pretending - just raw, man on man sex in the most base animal way. "FUCK YEAH!" I cried. "INFECT ME!" He did. After that, it took a while 'till I was ready to go see what had happened to me. I kept finding myself avoiding all the guys I had met on Halloween night, but I kept finding myself on sites like rawtop.com, thebreedingzone.com, barebackbastards.com, bugshare.net.... reading stories, fantasizing about being pozzed. All the sites were great, but thebreedingzone.com was (and still is) my favorite. The total experience was new, scary, yet exciting. What kind of fucking LUNATIC fantasized about being pozzed?!?!?!?! I tried to understand. Finally, I chatted with a guy who helped me understand. It was about FREEDOM. The freedom to FINALLY fuck without fear, because the worst fears happened and could be managed with medicine when the time came. Life wouldn't end, sex wouldn't stop... it just would get better from a lack of worry. So finally I got tested, and of course was poz. And I got myself onto the email list for the hottest fucking poz party in Pennsylvania. And you want to know the hottest fucking secret of all? Aside from the location and the specific costumes and such... a whole lot of this story is true. I got pozzed, and I loved it and I knew it was happening, and it was the last fucking thing I ever expected as it went down. Fuck yeah.

HOT story!!