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What I'm about to tell you is 100% true. I know this is a "fiction" forum, and I have written several stories on here. But something is driving me to share my real story. The story how I became positive. I need to confess my behavior, for posterity, so that at least some people will know what happened. To believe me or not is entirely up to you, but I know I'll feel better getting this down in print. I started off as any good, self-respecting, midwestern gay boy who came of age in the late 80's did. I was scared shitless by the AIDS epidemic and always used condoms. Always. With a couple girls, and then even with the few boyfriends that I had when I finally came out in the mid-90's. It was just what was done-- unless one was in a long term committed relationship and both parties had been tested. Fast forward to the later 90's and I had a long-term "committed" relationship with a guy who eventually got me to drop the condoms. And I LOVED it. He was younger than me, with a big, curved, 8" cock and I really got off on feeling him cum inside me. But then that relationship ended. I moved away to the Carolinas and he stayed. It was a good thing, because it turns out that neither of us was particularly faithful in that relationship. During my time In the Carolinas is when I started my descent into barebacking. Early on I had a few boyfriends... always fucked with condoms with them. And then suddenly I was single... perpetually single. And perpetually horny. It started innocently enough. I would have hookups and we would "mostly" use condoms. If the guy was married, I would let it slide because he "was safe". And fuck how hot is it to let a married guy fuck you bare, right? At first I always asked them to pull out when they came. Most of the time they did. But then I just finally stopped asking, and they stopped pulling out. And I found out that I really loved feeling the throb, the wet heat, of their semen pouring into me. I began to crave it. So I started letting "partnered" guys fuck me bare. I figured they were a pretty safe bet too. And then it was married, partnered, or guys who said they were negative. Granted there was still condom use here and there, but it was much more sporadic. This was in the era of those home HIV testing kits. I was far too scared to go to a clinic or my doctor, so I would buy the test kits every 6 months and dutifully stab my finger and mail in my sample. Waiting for the results was nerve-wracking, but it was always the same. Negative. As the years progressed during my southern tenure, the lure of barebacking got stronger and stronger. Condoms were a rarity now, and I was starting to let anonymous guys cum in me raw. And I found I really got off on it! I can still remember the first time a complete stranger came in me at a bookstore in the city near me. I was in a dark alcove watching a guy taking turns blowing the three guys surrounding him. I was jerking off and a guy snuck up behind me and started playing with my ass. And before I knew it he was lubed and pushing into me. I just let it happen as the other guys stopped getting blown and started to watch me take dick. They all egged the top on, to "breed me". And he did. I was simultaneously so turned on and so mortified that as soon as he was done, I dashed out of there. And then jacked off a huge load later at home! That session sort of flipped a switch in me-- if I was willing to let a complete stranger cum in me, then fuck it. My inhibitions about taking raw cock were completely gone, and I would take multiple anonymous loads at that same bookstore in my remaining year in the South. I started going to sex parties and letting guys breed me. I started taking cock at the Y. And I even went to a leather party where I was roofied and ended up in a sling with guys taking turns and tallying up their loads on my stomach with a sharpie. I left that party with 18 hash marks-- but only remembered like 4 of the guys. I tested myself again... and still was neg. Even after all that, I was negative. Then I moved back to the Midwest. I dated a poz guy for awhile and we fucked bare all the time. But he refused to cum in me, even when I begged him to. He had too much guilt and didn't even want to fuck me raw in the first place. He said he didn't want to be the one to infect me. We eventually broke up. And I resumed my slutty ways-- taking lots of raw cock and loads. Going to sex parties. Etc. A friend involved in the AIDS community discovered I was being reckless and so he dragged me to the clinic to get tested. I figured I MUST have HIV by now, right? So much unprotected sex. Nope. Still negative. And then I met Steve. I met him online under one of his screen names "BarebackerMn" or "BarebackerMan" or "StevenToTheNuts". I think this was back in the days of gay.com still. Anyway, if you are reading this on this forum, you may know him (or of him). I found out later he was quite the "gifter"-- lots of conversions to his credit. Lots of videos. But I get ahead of myself. Steve and I chatted online quite a bit. I mean, his cock pics alone were a big draw for me. He had several pictures of a big, beautiful 8 inch dick. Naturally my ass was begging for it. But Steve was positive. To backtrack a little, yes I was being a slut. I hooked up with lots of guys and attended sex parties and went to bookstores and such. But really not very often. Oh, every so often I would get cum crazed and do the bookstore thing, and then leave with several loads in me, and a huge amount of guilt. And sex parties were few and far between. And my online hookups were with guys who said they were neg, or were partnered... still. I didn't actively seek out guys who said "don't know" or "poz" because even though I craved feeling a man cum inside me, I really didn't want it to be poz cum. Not in the back of my mind I didn't, because I knew it would seriously impact my life. So I tried to be a bit selective-- not letting guys who "looked" poz fuck me bare. Only letting proclaimed "neg" guys breed me during one on one hookups, etc. Yeah, I was that naive, but it had worked so far, right? Anyway, back to Steve. Like I said, we chatted a lot, and I was VERY tempted by his cock. But his profile (and his chats) let me know that he was DEFINITELY positive, and that he ONLY fucked bare, and he NEVER pulled out. He also warned me that he was charged and that if he fucked me, I'd probably get "knocked up". Because he'd done it before. All this talk scared me. And titillated me. But mostly scared me. I kept looking at his dick and thinking, "I really wanna feel that inside me. I wonder if he'd pull out if I asked?" I probably should have just avoided him... but every time I saw him on, we chatted. Little did I know I was being inexorably drawn into his web. And then one night, it happened. It was late fall and cold outside. I was in one of those cock hungry moods and had been online for hours trying to find dick. All to no avail. And then Steven logged on. And we started chatting. It was late and fuck I was horny and damn I needed some dick and fuck I'd probably already taken poz loads unknowingly and ok I'll drive over what's the address? Before I knew it, I was standing on his porch and knocking on his door, thinking "what the fuck am I doing?" He answered wearing sweats and a t-shirt. I left my boots by the door and followed him downstairs to the basement, my stomach in knots and my heart threatening to beat out of my chest. (My stomach is actually clenched while typing this). When we got down to the basement, it was.... almost too much. My apologies to Steve (if he ever reads this) but he and his husband were not excellent housekeepers. And the basement was, well, the best way to describe it is "seedy". There was fake panelling on the walls, a ratty, plaid 70's couch in front of the TV, and a carpet with stains from god-knows-what. There were also vodka bottles and full ashtrays and ... you get the picture. I almost turned around and left. But I didn't. We sat on the couch, and there was bareback porn playing on the TV. I'll give him credit, he sensed my nervousness and he didn't pressure me into anything. He just sat there and put a hand on my thigh. I reached over and touched his cock through his sweat pants. It felt huge, and he was definitely hard. He played with my hard cock through my jeans too and we watched porn for a few minutes in silence. "Hey bud, we don't have to do anything you don't want to. But maybe you could suck me a bit, if you want?" he said. And then he played his ace. He stood and slowly shucked his sweats, and that big cock flipped and bounced just inches from my face in all it's glory. He sat back down and started stroking it, and before I knew it I was on all fours in front of him with his big meat in my mouth. He was very appreciative- because he knew that as soon as he was inside my mouth... my ass was his. I sucked him a bit longer, and then he told me to get undressed. I did. I was so horny at this point, nothing was going to stop me from getting that cock in me. My dick was drooling precum all over that godawful carpet and I didn't care. "Get on all fours in front of the TV," he told me. And I did. "Take a hit of those poppers," he instructed. And I did. And then I felt his raw dick slide into my ass. Alarm bells were going off in my head, but my cock was rock hard and I NEEDED to be fucked SO DAMN BAD!! And damn if his cock didn't feel INCREDIBLE! Just like his screen name, he went in my hole "to the nuts". And then he started slow fucking me. He paused with his dick half in, and I saw a flash. He had pulled out his phone and was taking pics of his raw dick in my ass. I asked him not to show my leg tattoo if possible. "Don't worry," he said. As he fucked me, he started talking. Dirty talking. Filthy stuff. Stuff that noboby had ever said to me before. Stuff like "You know you have a poz dick in you, don't you? And you like it! You're ass is gripping and loving my big cock! You're gonna take my poz load and I'm gonna charge you up. Make you convert, like I've done to dozens of guys. You're just a fucking pig bug chaser, aren't you? A dirty fucking whore that's gonna let me put my toxic load up your cunt." A litany of filthy poz talk poured out of his mouth while he fucked me. I can safely say, at that time I was NOT a fan of this kind of talk. In fact, it made me nauseous and I wanted to stop. But the poppers were doing their job and in my haze I let him continue. "Guess what boy? No going back now-- you're getting my dirty load," he shouted as I felt his cock start throbbing inside of my ass. He pounded me hard as he came, trying to push his load as deep in me as possible. And I took it all. As soon as his load was shot, he pulled out and went for a cigarette. I started getting dressed in silence, not having cum, and not comprehending what I had just done. He showed me to the front door, and I drove home in a daze. I think I stayed up another hour just thinking about what I had done. I had just let a VERY poz guy cum inside me. I felt a bit sick to my stomach and cursed myself for allowing it to happen. Until the next time. The next time Steve and I fucked was about a month later. This time his partner was there and they both fucked me. I sucked Steve while his partner fucked my hole first. And let me just say this, Steve's partner had an even BIGGER cock and it fucking HURT! But I took him, and his load. There was no filthy talk when Steve's partner was fucking me-- I don't think he liked that scene. But as soon as he was done, he left to go to their sauna, thus leaving Steve and me alone. That's when Steve ramped up his poz talk and dumped his nut in me too. Then we sat in the sauna together. I took Steve several more times after that. Once again on all fours as he took more pics. The fourth load was video recorded. That recording ended up on a bug chasing website (much to my dismay). I had asked him not to post it. It had LOTS of poz talk and it was clear that I was neg and he was gonna poz up my ass. We made a few videos at my place too-- one shows him mugging evilly for the camera as he uses a finger to "prime" my hole before he sides in and breed it. I didn't understand what he was doing until much much later. Later that winter I got sick. Like really sick. But it was also the year that the H1N1 or whatever flu was hitting hard, so I didn't think much of it. But damn if that flu didn't take it out of me. I found that I was fatigued more and often tired. It took me a long time to recover, but even then I never felt "good". Steven and I sort of lost touch, and I really didn't see him online much anymore. I was finding plenty of other dick to keep my ass satisfied, and I was hitting up a local sex party more and more frequently, taking as many loads as I could get. Then about a year later, I got a call from the clinic that summer informed me that I had been exposed to Syphilis and that I needed to come in to be tested. So I went, and naturally they performed all the testing. And that's when they came in and told me that I had tested positive for HIV. Subsequent testing would show my viral load was pretty high, so I'd been poz for awhile unknowingly. I know to most people, the initial diagnosis probably comes as a shock (although really, how much of a shock can it be if you are having unprotected sex?) Upon hearing the news, I didn't get angry or cry or go numb or anything really... I just rationally processed it as a fact. I think I mystified the counsellors with my calmness about it. I mean, heck. I'd been having unprotected gay sex for years, was almost exclusively a bottom, and I'd let a known poz guy breed my ass. Repeatedly. It really was just a matter of time. And that's it. That's my story. I'm on meds and healthy, I'm doing well, and taking more cumloads than ever. PReP has made it so that EVERYONE barebacks-- it's so fucking hot! And EASY! And now? Now I sorta get off on poz talk. I've had more than one hot session where I pretended to be neg so a poz guy could get his rocks off on "knocking me up". I think I posted one of those stories here. And if you read my other "stories" no doubt you'll recognize parts of this one in there. Write what you know, right? Do I regret allowing myself to be careless and become positive? Sometimes. But it is what it is, and there's no going back now.

Last Saturday my fella had headed off for a fetish evening with his buddies, which was not really my thing so I decided to stay home and do some bits and bobs about the house. Then my phone blipped. The caller was our buddy, a local cumdump, and he was wondering what we were up to. I told him I was at home, but that my fella was out of town, head to foot in rubber, and very likely fisting some poor lad (lol). He suggested we head on over to our local grounds to see if we could get his ass really full of cum, before I gave him the last load of the day. As the weather was lovely and we're both big lovers of cruising, his suggestion sounded great so I agreed to meet him there. As he lives somewhat closer to the grounds, by the time I got there he was already in the woods; so off I went hunting and found him pretty much naked with good looking but older chap pounding away bareback in his hole. I approached started kissing my buddy as the chap picked his up pace, clearly building up to unload, and then asking where he was to cum. "Inside," I answered, and with that he slammed in and filled my mate. As the chap pulled out I noticed he had a good thick seven inch cock and that it was slick with cum. It turned-out my buddy had had a busy morning and had taken three loads before contacting me. I couldn't help myself, I had to taste his hole as there was cum dripping out of his ass lips. I was in heaven. While I was rimming in a tall skin head turned up. He was a bit older, but was still in shape and more importantly was sporting a lovely meaty eight inch cock with a PA. As he approached my buddy, I lubed the skin head's cock with some cum from my mate's hole and kissing him at the same time; between me and my buddy we lined him up with the sloppy hole and helped him slide in. At first the guy seemed like he wasn't sure, but my buddy back up and pushed back until the guy was balls-deep and then the fuck was on, no questions asked, no talking! I took up position kissing my mate as the guy pounded away for a good five minutes before he rammed it home, came, pulled out and left. By this point I was all-but frantic to fuck my mate and as no else was around, I took up position behind him, and slowly pushed into his wrecked hole. There was no need for lube as cum was covering everything. Once I had my eight inches inside we stopped for a kiss before I went to town on his hole. With five loads up his hole, it wasn't long before I started to create a cream pie and cum was dripping off my balls. I could have pretty cum as soon as I started but managed to hold off and gave him a deep, long slow fuck lasting a good half an hour before finally added my load to the mix. We decided to call it a day and head back to our homes. We both agreed we should definitely do it again as it was hot!

Went to Naked Tuseday at the Touch Sauna, Swindon.UK. A very FULLfilling time with five loads taken. Three lovely cocks sucked through the glory hole and then backed up on...all three fucked me good and loaded me up. Then a little trip to a cabin with cum dribbling out of my hole. On my hands and knees, ass facing the door and before long I had two more guys about 5 - 10 minutes apart fuck my cum-lubed cunt and leave their hot loads deep inside me. To the guys who left their DNA in me, a very horny thank you.

The weekend was approaching and I was cruising for some action on Craigslist. I noticed an ad stating there was going to be a barebacking fuck party and they needed more bottoms. So, being a committed BB bottom, I responded. The guy (Sam) explained he and his buddy (Nick) were renting two adjoining rooms for the weekend at a hotel and there would be no more than four bottoms - they were both bottoms and needed two more bottoms for the party. They were renting two adjoining rooms each with two queen beds. After exchanging notes, I understood that I needed to be: 1. Cleaned out at all times, including before I arrived for the party. Additional enemas would be administered as needed. 2. I could not refuse any cock and its load. 3. Poz loads were a definitely a possibility, and, were highly likely. 4. The party started Friday evening and continued until Sunday afternoon. 5. My holes were to be available for loads the entire time. 6. All fucking was going to be bareback - absolutely no condoms were allowed! Being neg, I worried about the poz loads, but the lure of that much cock invading my ass over a weekend was too much to resist. I signed on. I arrived cleaned out, but had mentioned my predilection for wine enemas. Having brought my own supply of wine, and it still being early on Friday afternoon, Nick and Sam, the organizers of the party, gave me a nice wine enema upon my arrival - 50-50, white wine (it doesn't stain if leaked) and water. I let it soak in for an hour and just after expelling it, our first two tops arrived, Being a bit tipsy, I was ready to suck and fuck. We had drawn numbers as to who would be invaded by the first cock. I had been lucky enough to be number two, and so it was in no time I had sucked the second cock nice and hard before rolling over to feel its owner stick it deeply into my tight (well, within reason), asshole. I was in heaven, taking my first cock, and its load, of the weekend. One I knew would be the first of many cocks and loads, far outpacing anything I'd done up until this moment. As I was getting my hole pounded by more cocks, er..., more tops showed up. I reveled in knowing that some, if not all, would be using my hole for their pleasure, and that I'd be taking my pleasure from them. At that moment, only slightly high, the knowledge that some loads would be poz, crossed my mind... I also knew that I had agreed to taking any and all loads and that, most likely, I would not know the "status" of any cock and its load inside me. Though still somewhat sober, I knew I was committed for whatever was going to happen to me. After responding to the ad, and finding out the "rules," I'd done some soul searching and finally decided that, if I hadn't already done so, sooner or later I'd take an, unknown to me, and even perhaps to its giver, a toxic load that would poz me. Getting pozzed, or, somehow, "dodging the bullet," was going to be a matter of fate. Perhaps, like some, Maybe, by an odd stroke of luck, I was resistant to the virus. Perhaps not, but travelling the path I was, of barebacking every cock I took, unless its owner wanted a condom, could (would?) result in me getting converted sooner or later. I had decided to stop worrying about getting knocked up and just accept it when it happened. Soon enough, my first load was in, and it was followed in no time at all by three more. Then there was a lull in the action, so, Sam suggested another wine enema, and of course, loving enemas, and wine enemas even more, I agreed. About the time it had soaked in nicely, six more tops showed up. I quickly lost the enema so my hole could be at their service. I began to lose count of who had their cock inside me and how many loads I'd taken so far. Part of the problem is that, since two of us were sharing a bed, sometimes the top went back and forth between our assholes. But also, the tops were circulating between beds and assholes, so who knew what cock was inside them, and for that matter, who cared? After who knows how many cocks and loads, someone decided I needed yet another wine enema. Who was I to protest? After letting it soak in, and expelling it, I noticed a clock read 11:00 PM and things were getting lively, As soon as one cock unloaded into me, it was replaced by yet another one, I was now beyond knowing, or caring, whether or not it had left its load in me. Viral status? What did the word "toxic: mean at the moment? Neither my asshole nor my inebriated brain cared. Yeah, there were guys, who as I recall now, who had scorpion and what (I now know to be bio-hazard) tattoos in the room, but which cocks had slid into my ass - well, by now, I no longer recalled, nor cared. Now I know what those tats meant, but at that point, I didn't. Not that it would have mattered. Poz loads were now not just accepted, they were readily accepted. Poz loads are part of barebacking, and I was an eager and committed barebacker. Poz loads are simply part of the deal, and sooner or later, one will convert you or not. I do recall one guy mentioning, as he shoved his cock balls deep into me, "I hope you enjoy my hot load." I asked him what ne meant by that, and he said he was pumping me full of his poz load. He sure wasn't the only one to tell me that, but which guy and which cock he was connected to began to blur. At that point, I knew I'd signed onto taking poz loads and at this point, so much poz seed was inside me, more wouldn't really matter. The guys (whomever) gave me another wine enema, and after that, sometimes I woke up vaguely knowing my hole was getting fucked really hard and good. I have no idea how many cocks and loads I took. At one point though, I was woken out of my drunken stupor by anal pain! My hole didn't just ache. The pain was intense! Stabbing! I finally realized that that something huge was inside me and that it was furiously pistoning in and out of me! "Take my poz load you bitch!" Well, I was just conscious enough to know that this guy was pounding the hell out of my hole and he was going to pump a deadly load really deep inside me, and... I was ready for it! I just relaxed, laid there, and reveled in the sheer pain he was giving my hole! I was calm, even though the pain of him ripping me open was intense. The wine numbed me and made it okay. I willing took his toxic load, and if he pozzed, me, then it was fate. In fact, as I laid there and faded back into sleep, I craved his huge cock and the toxicity of his load. Then I fell asleep again. I don't know how many other cocks unloaded into me after I fell asleep. I don't care. I just appreciate that their owners deemed fit to use my abused, open, receptive hole for their pleasure, even while I was drunkenly asleep. Maybe it was as much of a turn on for them as it was for me, to know they used my hole while I was "out." Whatever happened to me while I was that drunk, I deserved. In the morning, I awoke, my hole ached, but, as agreed, I stayed for Saturday's fun. Every stroke hurt my hole, which I accepted as my just dues as an anal bottom. with a hole for someone else's use and pleasure, (including mine, even if it hurt). Yes, sure enough, the fuck flu hit me - pretty hard - as one would expect. I am no longer the neg fresh meat at these parties (I am now part of the trio that organizes them, and I know I was somewhat set up, but I don't care, I had it coming and knew the risks going in), but my (not so longer tight) hole is still appreciated by all of the tops. Plus, even though I am a committed bottom, I have enjoyed sharing the gift, both as a bottom, as well as the occasional top.

First a little background. I have been bi from way back, probably really gay, but never brave enough to admit it. I had a friend in high school who used to get me to crossdress for him and we would fool around. I found this to be extremely hot and we fooled around off and on over the years, but well, we drifted and I buried that side of myself into the closet. I still jerked off to gay porn and have always had a huge need for dick , but put the urge aside because some 15 years ago I got married and did the family thing. When I married my wife my mother-in-law, who had divorced my wife's father, had remarried a guy named Eddie. No one in the family liked either Eddie (or for that matter, my mother-in-law). The problem with my mother-in-law was that years earlier she had been an open slut, and on several occasions my wife and her siblings had, as teenagers, caught their mother cheating on their father. So, at this point the family simply put up with my mother-in-law and Eddie out of a vague sense of familial obligation. It was also true, however, that everyone was happy at least my mother-in-law, who was in her early 80s, had someone to take care of her, as Eddie was somewhat younger than his wife, as he was 70 or so. Now, a topic of frequent conversation centered on the fact that the house which my mother-in-law and Eddie owned needed some major repairs, and since they live on Social Security, they had no money to bring the house back into good repair. Not surprisingly, as I am a plumber by trade, whenever the issue related to plumbing, the family asked me if I could do the work as a courtesy. "Sure," I answered, not that I enjoyed working for free, but it is family. I insisted, however, that my in-laws had to be out of the house for a week so I could do the job and not have anybody in the way, and, as I already said, I am not a fan of spending time with either of them anyway. One of the sons agreed to take them for the week and picked them up. I took all of my tools to their house and got started working on the plumbing. I had been very horny and had been spending a lot of time online getting all worked up for cock. To make the situation a little more fun I figured I could wear panties under my jeans while I worked, because I would be alone all day. It was a hot little reminder of the old days and I could jerk off whenever I wanted to. Then on the second day a car rolled into the drive. It is my brother in law bringing Eddie back to the house. explained he and Eddie had been arguing constantly and he couldn't have Eddie at his place anymore. I wasn't happy about having Eddie around, but figured 'What can you do?' Besides, I knew Eddie would likely walk to the liquor store everyday to grab some beers and sit around drinking, so as long as he stayed out of the way, I could live with it. Besides, it was his house, after all. So I went back to working on the double sink in the master bathroom. Eddie was bored and stood around watching me work. I was kneeling on the floor and totally lost track that I was wearing panties and sure enoughhe spotted them. He started laughing and remarked "Nice panties. What are you? Some kind of sissy?" 'Crap', I thought, 'this can't be good'. He just kept giving me shit about it and I tried to ignore him. After a few minutes he asked if my wife knew I wore her panties. I did not answer. He said I bet she doesn't you little sissy faggot. I told him to shut up. He said or what? what is the sissy going to do? He said you aren't going to do anything because if you do I will tell your wife all about you panty secret.. As a matter of fact I know how to treat sissyboys like you and you are going to do what I say or I tell her everything .. I could not believe what was happening , but it did turn me on a bit. So I asked so what do you want then? He said for starters you are going to come over here and start sucking my cock. Eddie was no ones idea of good looking. He was dirty with grey shaggy hair and mustache. He was skinny nasty missing some teeth and had a creepy southern sound to the way he spoke. As unattractive as he was just added to the excitement. I was terrified at what was happening but excited and horny at the same time. He unbuckled his pants and let them fall to the floor. Surprisingly he had a nice looking cock, it had to be at least 6 inches just hanging there. I crawled over to him and took hold of his stinky cock. It had been forever since I touched someone else's cock but I was starting to really want it.. He said come on boy ,,get to sucking. I gave in and wrapped my lips around the head and started sucking for all I was worth. I was loving this stinky cock, I could feel as it got bigger, and I started using my hands to help control this monster. I had never sucked a huge cock like this before. When he was fully erect it had to be 8 or 9 inches long with a huge head that just kind of made is cock sag a bit like it was a struggle to hold the weight of the head... I looked at it and just kept going sucking and stroking it hoping to do a good job, for whatever reason I was wanting him to enjoy this.. more later..

FT. LAUDERDALE - I'm one happy dude right now! Left my favorite bar and had a bit of a buzz. Got a message on BBRT from a sexy bottom on BBRT that wanted my load. We had texted the yesterday but it didn't work out. This time it worked out perfectly for us both. He invited me to his condo (gorgeous place, by the way) and I let myself in the door to find him on the bed in the perfect doggy position. When I describe the scene as a perfectly smooth boy butt (about a 28 waist) with the exact "Come fuck me now" pose while he waits on the bed, I am absolutely not exaggerating. He was immaculate. I walked over to him and got between his legs. I sank my tongue into his perfect hole and he let out a little whimper. He must have liked what I was doing because he kept moaning and pushing his hole onto my tongue. When I was ready to fuck I stood up and teased his hole. I was putting my cock all over his ass except where he wanted it.... in his hole. He pushed his hips even higher into the air and that's when I slid into his hole. It was amazing. This boy told me he had two loads in him already and I certainly could tell. I smelled the cum from the previous tops and I felt it as my cock eased into the depth of his boy cunt. I fucked him slow, I fucked him fast. I fucked him soft, I fucked him hard. He was pushing back on my cock and eventually I shot a nice wad up into his intestines. Load # 3, delivered just in time! He texted me after I left and asked me to return tomorrow. I'll report to you guys if indeed it happens. But I'm a fucking whore -- you didn't expect me to be done there, did you???? I got back onto the phone apps while I sat in my car in the cumdumps parking garage. On Jack'd I got hit up by a 30 year old sexy dark skinned man. His profile said he was vers but I certainly wasn't prepared to bottom. I warned him I would only but interested in topping and since it was very late I wanted it to be a pump and dump. He agreed to my terms and I got his address. I headed over immediately and was pulling in within 10 minutes of getting his address. This scene was a little different than the first because this guy let me in. I saw him and was very thrilled about the fact he actually looked like his pics! In fact, he looked better than his pics in my opinion! He led me past his pent up pitbull mix (awwww...) and into his bedroom. I had enough time to see there was a giant mirror propped along the floor before he shut the light off. It was dark.... VERY dark. With him being dark skinned and my eyes not being adjusted, I was standing there with my dick in my hand wondering what was gonna happen next. That's when I felt his lips and tongue discover my cock. He sucked me for a bit (I was already half-hard when he started) before asking me if I would fuck him. "Of course," I said. "I have lube and condoms next to us if you need them," he informed me. Now we should pause for a moment because if there's one word that will make my dick go limp in a heartbeat it's "CONDOM." Luckily for me, I couldn't actually see if there were any of the anti-pleasure wrappers in my vicinity so I proceeded to spit on my cock and search for the slut's hole. I found it..... kinda. I would call it more of a slit because it was tight... VERY tight. I needed to lube up my finger with my own spit and make circular patterns around this boy's hole so that it would lube him up and relax his sphincter. After a few seconds it seemed to work so I slid my hard cock into his hole. I'm not overly hung (mostly just thick)... but on this boy I felt each inch go in one at a time. He whimpered each inch.... and when he felt the base of my cock and my pubic hair tickling his asscheeks he pushed back on me hard. A nice fuck was about to occur. I'm not a romantic type 95% of the time but this boy had my pole deep inside of him and he was loving it. He slid from the doggie position to more of a laying down with his legs spread open position. I obliged and laid on top of him with my cock buried inside of him. This position actually let me go in deeper and he was arching his butt up so I was getting maximum depth inside of him. I nutted deep inside of him. My orgasm seemed to last 60 seconds and I never went soft. He noticed I was still hard and worked that boyhole on my cock some more. I eventually would play along and soon was actually working my way towards another load. At one point he bucked his ass forward and my cock slid out of him.... that was plenty of fucking for one night.... besides, I had emails to check and IM's to reply to! I didn't get to breed anyone else tonight but I'll give a full report next time I do!

Just before graduation I discovered how Eli knew all about anal sex. My family was going upstate over the weekend to help my aunt and uncle set up their cabin. I was sad about it for two weeks because I knew Eli was going to be home alone that weekend. He said, "Let's make up for it this week." Eli and I fucked every day that week and twice on both Thursday and Friday. I took his load each time. On Saturday morning I told my parents I wasn't feeling well and miraculously my mom took my temperature and it was a bit high. My mom wanted to stay home with me, but dad said "He'll be fine by himself. Just take some chicken soup out of the freezer for him." So, my mom did and I was happy. I was going to eat mom's chicken soup and I was going to surprise Eli. I went back to sleep for a few hours and then showered, cleaned out, and headed over to Eli's to surprise him. I was wearing a totally slutty outfit - running shorts, a jock, and my oldest most threadbare tanktop. I looked at myself in the mirror before I left. I looked hot, but I decided to run over so people didn't think I was gay or something like that. I got to his place around noon and I knew he'd be in his room. His parents car was gone and his car was in the driveway. I went around the back of the house and let myself in the kitchen sliding door. The television was on in the family room and there were two glasses on the coffee table. I figured Ian must be home too. I was disappointed because that would mean we couldn't fuck right away and we'd need to head back to my house. By this time in my relationship with Eli, I was craving his cock all the time. I wanted to be around him a lot. I wanted to feel him inside me. I looked around but didn't see anyone. I heard a thud upstairs and I quietly climbed the stairs, avoiding the squeaky stair as I had done a dozen times in the last few months when I snuck in or out of the house. When I rounded the corner, I heard it.....the sound of fucking. I was surprised. I thought it might be porn so I smiled and walked closer to his room. Then, I heard Eli's voice saying "Fuck me, Fuck me. Don't stop. Your cock feels so good in me." It was like someone punched me in the stomach. I couldn't stop myself and I had to see. I got close and looked in the crack of the door and in his full length mirror, the one I watched myself get fucked in so many times, I saw Jason, the quarterback of the football team, fucking my boyfriend. And my boyfriend was moaning like I normally do. I heard Jason say, "Fuck your ass is so tight." and then, "You like my cock don't you." That caused Eli to moan and beg for it like a whore (like me!). I couldn't see straight and I had to hold the wall to keep from falling down. I looked up again, tears now filling my eyes, and I saw Jason speeding up and really slamming Eli's ass. I could tell he was going to cum. Jason started grunting and said, "You want it don't you, you fucking slut." And Eli said, "Yes, cum in my ass. Cum in me." Jason slammed into Eli a few more times and then groaned a huge sound and slammed into Eli one last time and collapsed on Eli's back. I backed away. I felt like I'd just been told I was dying. I felt like I was dying. My stomach was in knots and tears were flowing down my face. I backed away and down the stairs and out the front door and just took off running. I ran and ran until I couldn't run anymore. I was exhausted and realized that I was a few towns over from where I lived. So, I ran back home and now I was totally exhausted. I showered and passed out in my bed. I woke up a few hours later and cried. I sobbed. I threw up. I cried more. Eli was cheating on me. He had never asked me to fuck him, not once. He never told me he liked getting fucked. I didn't even know that he knew Jason well. That's what got me. I didn't know that he knew Jason. After months of dating and meeting a ton of each other's friends, we'd only ever spoken to Jason at one party and Eli acted like they barely knew each other. I started crying again realizing that Eli had lied to me so blatantly. Then I replayed the whole scene in my head again and again. I realized that Eli and Jason weren't using condoms. Eli was having unprotected sex as a bottom with at least one other guy. I thought we were the only ones having sex. I never thought he'd be having unprotected sex with other guys. He had lied to me and possibly exposed me to STDs. I collapsed on the floor in the kitchen and wept. I never ate the chicken soup. I went back to bed and stayed there the rest of the weekend either crying or beating myself up for trusting Eli. When my parents got home, I really looked ill. I was pale and I had been upset all weekend. I didn't have a temperature, but they could see something was wrong. Mom gave me some meds to sleep and I then heard her say to my dad, "I told you he wasn't waking it. You should trust Zach more." I turned over and went to sleep. My mom allowed me to stay home from school on Monday. But, a few bowls of her chicken soup and the color returned to my face. Also, it being late senior year there was a lot of random stuff happening at school getting ready for graduation. I got up on Tuesday, had breakfast, cleaned out, showered and went to school. I was sick to my stomach knowing I was going to see Eli. But also realizing that he didn't call or IM to see if I was okay when I wasn't at school on Monday. When I got to school, I braced myself and opened the door and went in. (Next time, the Eli confrontation.)

Sorry to all of you for the long delay in updating this story. I fully intended to do so, and yet life got in the way. Every time I looked to go back, I never really had the drive. Then the longer I put it off, the more I thought about just leaving it open ended. You know how it is. Anyway, here’s my latest installment. The days passed and at times I wondered about what kind of person I was to put Joey through that. Part of me told myself he deserved it. Another part of me said I was a despicable sorry excuse for a person and I would burn in hell. Still, there was no denying that I was turned on by the whole thing. I was washing the dishes from a rather quiet dinner with Joey, who noticed my distraction. I would say I was surprised, but we had dated for a year. “Are you okay, babe?” he asked. “You seem like you have a lot on your mind.” I thought about what to say. Do I tell him I know he’s been cheating? Do I tell him I set him up? No, I didn’t want to deal with that drama. “Sorry, I guess work has me a little preoccupied,” I replied. He came up behind me and brushed his hand down my front and settled on my cock. “I know how to settle your mind a bit,” he purred in my ear. His tongue brushed my ear and he sucked my earlobe into his mouth and nibbled. My cock grew in his hand and he stroked it through the fabric. I finished the last of the rinsing and set the dishes on the rack. Turning around, I grabbed Joey’s head and guided him into a kiss. We made out, my hands moving down his side towards his ass and pulling him into me. His hand was still on my cock, massaging it. I slipped my hands into his waistband and kneaded his ass and then thought to the image I saw of Carlos’ cock in his ass with the busted condom. I growled into our kiss and pulled my hands out to pull Joey up and carry him to the bedroom. He seemed surprised when I dropped him on the bed and quickly tore off his clothes. I followed suit and soon we were both naked. I crawled onto the bed towards his hard cock, taking it into my mouth. Giving him one of my expert blow jobs, according to Carlos. Thinking of him made me hornier, it seemed. I ran my hands across Joey’s thighs and brought them up to expose his ass. Joey knew to grab his knees as I traced my tongue from his balls down to his puckered hole. As I licked and nibbled, I wondered whether Joey had noticed his ass was full of cum. I thought back to my own taste of Carlos’ cum and thought it would be delicious to eat it out of Joey’s ass. I kissed my way up again, hooking Joey’s knees on my shoulders and went to kiss him. He never really liked me to do that after eating him out no matter how clean he was and this time was no different. His head went to the side, so I licked and sucked on his neck. My cock was at his hole and I rutted trying turn him on. I thought maybe this time he would let me breed him. “Babe,” I heard him say. I looked up and saw him grab a condom from under the pillow and hand it to me. I held it for a second and felt my sex drive plummet. I knew, I just knew he wouldn’t let me and yet, I dared to hope. I tore open the condom and put it on my already deflating cock. I tried, I really did. It just wasn’t working. “I’m sorry, I just can’t do it anymore,” I sighed. “What’s wrong?” he asked. “I’m just not turned on anymore,” I said, knowing the weight of my words. “Breaking rhythm to put on the condom took me out of the zone.” “I get it,” he whispered, looking hurt. “I’m…I’m sorry.” I laid down on the bed and faced away from him. I wasn’t even sure how to respond. I didn’t really want to say it was okay because it wasn’t anymore. I just didn’t want to say that either. He seemed to take the hint that I didn’t want to talk, just lying there silently. After a while, I got up, saying I was going to take a shower. After I got out, he was laying in his clothes again. “I’m gonna head out to the gym,” he said casting his eyes downward. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” “Okay.” He got up and walked over to me and I let him give me a kiss on the cheek. He quickly glanced in my eyes and smiled before heading out the door. I sat down on the bed and wondered what I was going to do. My phone vibrated and I looked and saw I had a message from Carlos. My cock stirred and I opened the message to see him say that Joey was on his way over. I was hurt that he would leave like that when we just had that moment, but realized Joey was gonna get another load of poz cum. >Fuck him. Breed his cheating ass. He left me with a load here since I couldn’t stay hard when he made me put on a condom. Instead of taking care of me, he’s out being a whore. >>Damn, really? I’ll make sure to rough him up for you. Get my toxic load deep. >Wish I could eat that load out after you fuck him. I don’t know why I said that, but it was true and it just came out. >>Fuck yeah, that would be hot to see. I’ll hit you up later.

Part 4 I pulled up to the address. I thought I had the wrong address. This looked more like the woods with a lot of bushes and trees. I hesitated to text Sir. I didn’t want to make him mad since he said not to text him until I got here but this is where my GPS brought me. “I am here Sir”….and I hit send A minute later my phone pinged. “Good boy, you are getting the hang of the game. Look to your left, see a path? It’s hard to see, there is a yellow flag that marks it. Follow it to the end. Leave the shorts behind, wear just the jockstrap. Text me when you are done and back to your car.” I spotted the yellow flag. Had it not been marked I would have never found the pathway. I stepped out of the car. I looked around; it was pretty quiet out here, a bit desolate. I got a little worried, but now Sir had a video of me taking raw loads from two guys who I don’t even know. I took off the shorts and chucked them into the car. I hurried over to the path way, it was covered by a thick bush but once you got to the other side it was a pretty clear path. I stumbled a bit, it was dark and all I had was the moonlight to show me the way. I came out into a small clearing. There was a picnic table in the middle of the clearing. I walked up to it, on the bench someone had written “Put your hands on the table, lean over and wait.” I did as the note said and waited. This time there was no blindfold. I heard rustling behind me, I didn’t dare turn around. I felt a hand tug on the strap of my jock and snap it, then trace my ass down to my hole and dip a finger into it. I whimpered. This was so hot. I was starting to get into this. And really, my worry was getting an STD or something but I didn’t even know the last two guys. I had already taken the step, might as well enjoy it. Who knew when I would get a chance like this again. The finger in my ass was replaced by the tip of a cock, since I was already lubed up it slid in pretty easily. I still had not looked back but I could feel the girth of the cock as he slid in. “You ready for this bitch? You ready for this thick load? Haven’t shot in a week, I got a big one built up for your pussy ass.” “Yes sir, please, breed my pussy. That is what I am here for, to take your load.” “Glad to see you know your place, you do not leave here till you are told you can leave, do you understand?”….”yes sir”…. and with that he pushed be over onto the picnic bench and started fucking my hole. I could feel the walls of my ass stretch and pull as he was slamming in and out. I was moaning like a bitch in heat, my eyes closed just enjoying the brutal attack my hole was getting. Thank god we were out in the middle of nowhere. I was so in the zone, I had not even noticed that other guys had started coming out of the woods. Many were already jerking their cocks looking at the action going on. I snapped into focus when I felt a cock pushing into my mouth. I opened my eyes and looked up, cute Latino guy in jeans, t-shirt and a cap was standing there. Nice 8 inch uncut brown cock too. I slurped it up, tasting the sweat under his foreskin. I could tell he had been out all day and hadn’t showered. I fucking love the smell of a man. Someone else put a bottle of poppers under my nose and held it there for a while. I was breathing the poppers in and flying high. The Latino guy started to face fuck me, I gagged a bit but I forced my throat to relax and he dipped further in. He had his hands on my face holding me in place and just pounding my throat. He was dripping sweat onto me and I fucking loved it, his cock expanded and I felt rope after rope of cum hit the back of my throat. That sent the guy in my ass over the hill and he shot his wad up my pussy. I could feel it flooding my hole. I was in pig heaven. I finally looked back and saw an older white daddy. He was clearly in his 50s or so with a beer belly but with a thick cock like a beer can. I looked around and I had a small crowd going. Both cocks were replaced by new cocks and I was spit roasted again. Another white guy shoved his cock into my ass, he looked like a trucker, small cock, but that’s cool. All I wanted was his load. I could feel my sloppy hole leaking. A black guy had put his cock down my throat, which made my ass jealous. He had a nice dick, veiny and at least 9 inches, I started to suck on it but he held my head in place and I started to feel a warm liquid in my mouth. He was pissing down my throat, I tried to swallow as much as I could but he just kept pissing. I leaked out the sides of my mouth and when he was done I licked it up. And that’s pretty much how the rest of my night went. I always had a cock in me, either my ass or my mouth, sometimes both. There were a few moments when there was no one, and I thought about moving but then thought about what the first top said and didn’t dare. Someone would eventually show up and drop a load in my ass. Finally, the last guy stopped by. Average looking Latino guy with a decent dick. He pumped a load into me and then leaned over and whispered in my ear…”you can leave now fag.” And he walked away. I stood up, my knees buckled. I had been bent over so long I had a hard time standing for a moment. I don’t know how many loads I had taken. I had lost count after 15. My ass was sore and I reeked of piss. I started walking down the walk way, back to my car. I could feel the loads running down my legs, the piss and cum in my stomach sloshed around. I got to the end of the path and looked around; it was starting to get light so I didn’t want to get spotted. I ran to my car and jumped in. My phone pinged immediately. It was Sir, I looked around. Was he here watching? How did he know I was back in the car so fast? I read the text: “Good piggy. You follow directions well.” and he attached a short clip of a video, it was me in the clearing. You could hear me in the background begging for cum. I replied back: “You do not need to black mail be Sir, I know what I am, a cum dump. I will do as you say, I will obey.” “That is good to hear boy, you know your place. I will make sure to get good use of that pussy. You will do as I say and take any load I say. Now go home, its early morning, get some rest. I will text you later today with your next instructions.” I went home and went to bed. I was so tired, and passed out immediately. I woke up hours later to the noise of my phone going off. I blinked, looked around. How long had I slept, it was now starting to get dark. There was a big cum stain on the bed where the loads had leaked out while I slept. I looked down at my phone, it was Sir… “Hope you got some good rest boy. Clean yourself up and put on the same jockstrap you have been wearing back on, clean shorts and a t-shirt and go to this address: 947 S Greenville Text me when you are there” I showered and got dressed, I was wearing a clean shirt and shorts but I could smell the musk coming from the jockstrap. It made my hole twitch…I walked out to the door, following instructions like Sir said… More to come…..

Hardly a porn star, more like a porn tourist, but... I did a scene for Triga here in the UK. On the DVD 'Fucking Gangsters - Extra Dealings', opening 60-minute scene. Watersports, group sex, licking feet and trainers/sneakers, fucking and ending with me being bukkake'd. The fucking wasn't bareback, but kinda faked in the edit to look like it... Did a couple of other scenes for some obscure pay-per-view sites, but they never went anywhere. The Triga one I did get recognised from for a while - Triga sells widely in Europe - which was cool. That was a few years ago. I'd do porn again in a heartbeat, especially if it was bareback porn. A TIM scene would be ideal, but probably I'm out of age range by now. Anyway, for fun, here's two screen caps of the Triga scene where I'm being fucked and pissed on!

The Hitch-Hiker (Part 1 – Daniel) It was in late fall. I was driving down the interstate without a route in my mind, without any directions. I was looking for the right guy. He shouldn’t be too tall as I liked my toys around 170 cm. Not taller. He should be skinny as I want to be able to move his body around when we are in action. He should be young, preferably a twink with no body hair at all. While 18 years would be great, certainly no one older than 21. It was around 6:00 PM and it was getting dark already and so I chose to close the books for today and head home, when I saw a blonde angel sitting on his huge backpack at the side of the road and holding a handwritten sign with the single word '‘Portland’. I slowed my car down and slid the window down on the passenger’s seat. “Hey there,” the guy said politely, adding “Going north…. ?” He looked very tired. “Well, I can give you a ride for a while, though I won’t drive to Portland,” I explained. “That’s rocking. Any distance will help," he replied, not moving from the passenger’s side, presumably awaiting my instructions. I got out of my car and, opening the trunk of my car, said "Here, put your backpack in here, and then hop into the car." He turned to his backpack. I could feel my cock growing while he was bending down and trying to lift it from the ground. His tight blue jeans showed slipped down a bit and showed part of his ass. I wanted to rip his clothes off right then and there, but instead I helped him lift the stuff into my trunk. After we both got into the car and fastened our seatbelts I started the engine and we drove off. “What’s your name?” I asked. “Daniel. And yours?" “My friends call me 'Scorpion',” I replied with a grin. He chuckled, saying "I like that," as he added "“Nice to meet you, Scorpion and thanks for giving me a ride.” He gave me a broad smile, flashing his perfect set of teeth. “How long had you been waiting on the side of the road?" “Man, forever, it seems. I had trouble with my girlfriend. We had a huge fight and then she kicked me out of the car, the stupid bitch,” he complained. “Yeah, I know what you mean. I am slightly older than you, but women can be bitches in all decades.” “Well, thanks to you, at least I'm one step closer to getting home," he commented. “Living still at home with your parents?” I asked. Daniel nodded. We kept on talking for a while. Daniel mentioned me he had just celebrated his 18th birthday with the slut of his girlfriend and now he was heading home from this bad vacation. “Would you hand me the water bottle from the back seat?” I asked him suddenly. “Sure” he replied and unfastened his seat belt trying to fetch my bottle from the seat behind. That way I could almost smell his ass cunt, and, as the seat of his jeans slid down, the upper reaches of his butt cheeks were clearly visible. Having retrieved the bottle,he turned around and gave me the water. “You’re thirsty?” I asked. He nodded but told me, that his bottle was in the backpack and that one was in the trunk. I suggested he look around, that there should be another bottle some where in the back seat. I knew there was one left, since I had spiked it with GHB. Again Daniel made his way to show me the moon. My cock was already bulging out dangerously. He opened the water bottle and didn’t seem to register that he didn’t hear the obvious ‘click’ from a sealed bottle. He swallowed a few sips and we continued talking casually. I started to drink from my water bottle again and animated Daniel to drink some more water too. After a while I realized, that Daniel was getting sleepy I slowed down the car speed. It appeared he had drunk about half of the bottle of spiked water. I wanted him to be conscious, but helpless. I hoped he didn’t drink too much. The open bottle in his hand dropped to his crotch and spilled on his jeans. I pulled over into an apparently little used parking lot and stopped the car. There were no other cars in sight. I grabbed the bottle out of the boy's crotch and asked him if he was okay. He wasn’t barely even able to open his eyes, but he saw the mess he produced. “Oh no…. I am sorry mate….. I am just so tired. I don’t know what…..” he mumbled. “No big deal” I replied and added, that it was only water. Still I told him I needed to dry the mess, since the water was already reaching his seat. He nodded solemnly, but didn’t reply and so I took a hand towel I had deliberately placed on the driving console, and wiped Daniel’s crotch, giving his dick a good groping. He moaned and tried to focus on me, but was not able to show great resistance. “Spread your legs, so I can reach the seat” I instructed him. He did, but I didn’t care about the seat. I was, however, very interested in the guy's crotch. It was time. I threw the towel aside and massaged Daniel’s dick unashamedly through his jeans and started opening his buttons. He moaned softly, but didn’t open his eyes anymore. “Got you,” I murmured as I turned back and re-started the engine. I wanted to reach the nearest possible abandoned place, and, as I knew the area very well, I already had a good spot in mind. I glanced at my drowsing new toy and thought ‘The Scorpion is about to sting again'.

Hey guys. It's been awhile since I've written anything. I've been thinking a lot about writing a story that fictionalizes the path of the character in Chaser, The Short Film. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1yrN_Zkay2Y I think it's one of the hottest things I've ever seen in my life. I've jerked off to it dozens of times. I relate so much to the main character in the film. See my mostly autobiographical series: https://breeding.zone/topic/32372-safe-sex-boy-turns-cumdump/. I've sketched out an outline, but I only really want to do it if y'all want to read about it. I hesitate because so many of you didn't like the movie. Let me know. If y'all are for it, then I'll continue using this thread.

I’d been blowing clouds with a daddy I would hook up with. He would have me come over and there would be a pipe loaded and ready for me when I arrived. “Sit, hit this until you finish it.” He’d say. And for the next twenty to thirty minutes I’d watch porn as I hit the pipe. When I was done, he’d fill it again. “Ok, lemme know when this is done.” And so I’d continue. By the time I was done I’d be flying and he’d be ready. He’d fill it again, move to the bed and take his clothes off. “Get between my legs and suck my meat, boy.” He nonchalantly order. And I’d take my clothes off, leaving on my jock, and I’d begin to suck he thick daddy dick. He was southern, white trashy / redneck sort of guy. Nice enough, with a great cock between his legs. I’d suck his dick for hours, and he’d feed me the pipe. He loved getting me higher and higher and having my spun mouth work over his dick. At some point in the night, after hours of me nursing his meat, he’d tell me to grease up my hole, turn around and sit down on his dick. And I would gladly oblige. One night, about midway into the session he received a text. And then sent another, and received another. “Hey, I need to go get some more shit. I have a friend staying in the other room. You are going to entertain him until I get back. Go over, knock on the door and he’ll let you in. When I get back, you can continue. Without hesitating I stood up and walked out of the room. I knocked on the door, it slid open, dark except the glow of a cell phone on a nightstand. And I walked in. A figure, taller than me, muscular, quietly said “Hey there.” and shut the door behind me. I moved toward the bed and he followed. He was naked and hard. “Is your hole open yet?” He asked. “Haven’t been fucked today yet” I responded. He reached over and lubed up his finger. “Lay down.” He told me. I laid on the bed and he guided my legs in the air. Lubing my ass and pushing in with his finger. “Not too tight. Good.” He pushed me further back and climbed on top of me. He handed me a bottle of poppers. “Hit these deep a few times, let me know when you are done with them.” He said. I hit them deep and hard, and immediately my skin and head buzzed and I felt light as a feather. I could feel him lubing up my hole more, and then he pushed my legs all the way back by my ears and placed a pillow under my ass. Then I felt his cock head on my hole and it pressed in. My hole was eager and I just wanted it to be filled with something big and thick. I still couldn’t make out his face really, but his body was firm, long and muscular. His dick with thick and just long enough. He slid all the way in. And I started to move a little for position. He grabbed my neck and said, “Do not move. Your job is to lay there, silently and take it. You move and I stop. You make a sound and I stop. If you need poppers, just tough your nose. Otherwise don’t move. Got it?” I was so turned on. “Yes.” I quietly responded. “Good. You are a bottom. My whore. Just a hole. And I want to get off. So shut up.” And he proceeded to fuck me deep and hard. I didn’t dare move. He handed me the poppers and and I inhaled deeply. About twenty minutes later he blew his load into my hole. It was still completely dark, I still hadn’t seen his face really. And when he was done shooting his load he pulled out. “Thanks. I think our bud is back.” And he walked to the door, slid it open while staying in the dark and ushered me into the hall. I went back to the daddy’s room. He was laying in the bed, porn on, dick out, pipe loaded. I went right back to sucking his meat. “How was my friend?” He asked. “Great.” I mumbled as I worked his cock with my mouth. “You just made me $40.” He said. “Daddy’s little whore.” My dick got rock hard. And I sucked him until he came. He fell asleep almost as soon as he came, and I quietly dressed and slipped out into the pre-dawn cool air of the street. I wasn’t nearly done. So I drove to a local sex club, parked and went in. This place was a sleazy hole, no private rooms, just lockers. And it had a few slings, some glory holes and a second level lofted with various spots to fuck and suck. I stripped down to my jock and sneakers, locked my locker, grabbed a cigarette and ran to the little smoking room towards the back. It was fairly quiet, no one doing anything, a guy was on the computers scrolling through profiles online, and another guy was already in the smoking room. Wearing jeans, a leather harness, and boots. He was smoking a cigarette. I sat down, he offered me a light. A few mins in, he pulled a pipe from his jeans and torched the bowl, and blew a big cloud. He offered me a hit, and I took it. We started chatting. He asked about my night, and without sparing much detail I told him what had happened so far. He smiled. “Woof!” He snarled. “Want to get fucked more?” He asked. And I nodded. He stood, pulled out a bag, and then found a small but nice size rock. “Bend over bud, lets get this deep in there.” And I turned around showed him my ass, and he pushed the rock deep inside. I turned around and sat back down. He pulled out his phone and started typing. “I have a few buddies who might be close by who would love a go on your ass. Let’s see what we can get going.” And he hit send on his phone. “Ok, go get that hole in a sling. I’ll be right there.” I walked out of the room and found a sling I liked toward the front. I slid up into it, and noticed a few more guys had come into the club. One big bear, younger, and fully clothed. An older guy, about 65, tall, lanky, with his dick hanging out of his jeans and a leather vest. And a third guy, about 40, long hair, long beard, kinda looked dirty and homeless. The all took note of the me hopping into the sling. My friend from the smoking room came out and handed me his poppers. “They are heading over now.” He said. I hit the poppers and he stuck a finger in my ass. The other three circled closer to the sling. He looked up and said to the dirty looking one, “Want his ass?” And with that he gave me to the dude. I never saw his dick, but felt it go in. He pushed all the way deep, and it felt amazing. My new smoking friend moved toward my head, gave me a hit of poppers. Looked quickly around, pulled out his pipe and lit if for me and I inhaled deep as the homeless guy plowed into my ass. “Your hole is mine tonight, and I’m going to keep it full.” My new buddy announced. As soon as the homeless guy blew his load in my hole, he motioned for the lanky older guy to take his place. This guy had been quiet so far watching, but as soon as his dick entered my ass it nearly doubled in size and he tore into my hole hard. It hurt from time to time, and my bud would make sure the poppers were at the ready. This went on for at least a half hour, and I noticed a few others had joined us. The old man finally busted his nut and pulled out. He leaned in and whispered to me “I love a good fucking whore. what locker is yours, I’ll slip me number into it. Call me as soon as you are done with here tonight, and I’ll keep you busy later.” I gave him my locker number and off he went. “My friends are here.” My smoking bud said with a smile, handing me the poppers again. “I also had them text their friends.” And before I had finished the hit of poppers, another dick was in my ass.

It has taken a (very) long time, but finally made some progress on a follow up to https://breeding.zone/topic/33786-the-decline-and-fall-of-michael-christian/Apologies again for the very long delay... and I hope you enjoy. Anyway, here is Part 1. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Hey man, sorry. I didn’t realise it was occupied.” A stranger stood at the toilet but looked over his shoulder at Calvin… was he smirking? Calvin needed to pee but it could wait. The real reason he was in the bathroom was to get away from the guy who had been (all but) clinging to him since he arrived at the party. The clingy guy had introduced himself as Tommy. He was tall, thin, and very flamboyantly gay. Not that Calvin had a problem with that, but Tommy had clearly had a few drinks too many. He refused to listen when Calvin said he was straight, so Calvin escaped to the bathroom. And now he had walked in on someone else in the toilet. Could this night get any more awkward? He started to back out of the bathroom and close the door. STOP. The stranger’s lips did not move but the word seemed to reverberate inside Calvin’s head. Like someone shouting, loudly, in a tunnel. There was an odd sensation just behind his eyes. A tingling. Calvin stopped. He stood in the door as if waiting for something. He wasn’t sure what that was, or even what it could be. “There’s room enough for two.” The stranger smiled but that smile never touched his eyes. Come in and close the door. The voice in his head was not as loud, just a normal speaking voice. But the tingling persisted. If anything, stronger than before. You are relaxed. There is nothing strange about what is happening. The voice was just a whisper now. But that sensation, the tingling behind his eyes, continued. It felt buried now, however, as if had burrowed somewhere deep inside his head. As Calvin stepped back in the bathroom and closed the door, he thought he should be worried. Like there was something terribly wrong. But he couldn’t think of what that might be. There was something odd about the stranger yet Calvin couldn’t quite put a finger on it. There was something almost… vague…or nondescript… about him. He was neither short not tall. Average build. Calvin couldn’t even tell how old he was. He could be 22 or 42. It just seemed impossible to tell. “I’m… Sebastian.” The stranger said. His extended his hand that had been holding his dick a moment ago. “You can call me Seb.” “Calvin. Calvin Watts.” Calvin shook Seb’s hand, trying not to think about where the hand had just been. “Nice to meet you. So do you know Mark and Mary?” “Not really, I just moved into the building and they invited me to the party.” “Can’t say I know them very well either.” Seb replied without more detail. “So how old are you, Calvin?” “I’m 18. You?” “I’m… a little bit older than that. Are you in college?” “Yes. I’m attending State, and studying Pre-Med and Chemistry. I want to get into medical research when I graduate.” Calvin wondered why he was kept speaking, answering questions that had never even been asked. He should be freaked out, of at least annoyed, but he felt eager to offer information. It made no sense. “You must have a high IQ.” “Well, when my Dad had me tested, my IQ was rated at 152.” “Very impressive. I bet you are doing very well in your classes, aren’t you? “ Calvin wanted to say that he was expecting to be on the Dean’s list this quarter and that he (and his father) would be very disappointed if he didn’t graduate summa cum laude in a few years. But Seb didn’t give him time to respond and the thought just slipped away. “Isn’t it unusual for a first year student to live off campus?” “My parents didn’t want me to live in the dorm. Too much partying going on. Or so my Dad says. So they rented an apartment for me.” “Do you have a girlfriend?” Seb paused a raised an eyebrow. “Or a boyfriend?” “Um… I don’t have a girlfriend, and I’m not gay.” Calvin wondered if he should be offended that the stranger had even asked… but somehow just couldn’t work up the energy. “You need to pee, don’t you Calvin?” “Um. Yeah.” “You should pull your dick out then, shouldn’t you?” That tingling again. And the perception of a voice inside his head but so quiet now he couldn’t even hear it. His hands moved before he even realised what they were doing, unzipping his fly, pulling out his dick, and aiming it at the toilet. His bladder, however, refused to pee, so he just stood there with this stranger. Both of the men standing there with his cock out. For a minute Calvin wondered if someone had put something in his drink and this was a surreal hallucination. But, no. This was real. Somehow he knew. “Good boy, Calvin.” A sense of happiness swept across Calvin at the words. His heart beat slightly faster in excitement. He wondered why he would feel this way. But, again, the thought slipped away. “It’s rather amusing. Your father thought he was preparing you for life. But his overprotective and controlling nature has sheltered you. You never even developed those defences that most humans have.” The words seemed to bypass Calvin as if his mind was shut down while Seb spoke. After a moment he blinked to see Seb looking at his crotch. “You have a nice cock.” Calvin blushed, unsure how to reply. “Do you like my cock, Calvin?” Calvin had never really looked at another guy’s cock before. Well, maybe in the locker room. But that was really just to see how it compared to his own. Now he found his eyes pulled down to Seb’s crotch. And he stared, suddenly fascinated by it. The other man’s cock was long and thick. The foreskin wrapped around the bulbous cock head and the whole things seemed so… perfect. Calvin was circumcised and his own cock suddenly felt awkward and clunky. “It’s…. It’s... beautiful.” Calvin finally managed. He licked his lips as he stared. “Why don’t you touch it?” Calvin’s hand reached out, tentatively. “That’s right, wrap your fingers around it. Stroke it. Gently. That’s my good boy.” Calvin felt his own dick starting to swell and rise. He was getting hard. But he was straight. Wasn’t he? It felt so fuzzy now. “I’m going to put my hand on your dick now. Is that ok, Calvin?” “Yes, sir.” Seb’s fingers caressed Calvin’s dick. The fingers moved softly. Gently. But Calvin’s whole body convulsed in pleasure. “You like that, don’t you?” “Yeah.” “I’m going to suck you now, Calvin.” “Ok…. I’ve never had a blow job before.” “A blow job? What a quaint way to describe it.” Seb shifted to his knees and Calvin could feel the warm breath rippling across the sensitive skin of his dick. The shaft flexed in anticipation. Some part of his mind tried to scream out. To put a stop to this. He wasn’t gay. But Calvin just couldn’t concentrate and the thought faded away. But Seb paused. “I could stop now, Calvin. I could stop, walk out, and you would be yourself again in a few minutes. Do you want me to stop? To step away now, without sucking your cock?” “No… please don’t stop.” Calvin felt desperate. It suddenly didn’t matter if he was gay or straight. He just wanted the other man’s mouth around his cock. “Are you sure? If I continue, there is a price. There is always a price. And you will never be the same.” “Please… please suck me. I want it so bad. I need it.” Calvin whimpered. Why was he so desperate? “As you wish.” The stranger smiled again. It was a smile that sent a chill down Calvin’s spine. The kind of smile that a cat wears when playing with a mouse. Then Seb’s lips enveloped Calvin’s cock. Calvin’s moaned as the sensation of the warm mouth enveloped his cock and spread quickly throughout his body. His hands wrapped around Seb’s head in a desperate attempt to maintain some control. Seb’s lips were locked on Calvin’s shaft. His mouth slid up and down the length, maintaining a tight suction. Calvin imagined he could feel the suction all the way from his skull to his toes. As if the pressure Seb was exerting would swallow him whole. It was almost painful… but somehow incredibly erotic. “Oh fuck,” Calvin groaned. He was getting his dick sucked for the first time… by a guy. This was so bizarre. But good. Oh so very good. “That is so amazing.” Calvin’s hips started moving, thrusting his cock further into Seb’s mouth. His dick was slowly swelling. His balls were slowly starting their rise. But… something else. A strange sensation throughout his body. Pulling. Stretching. As if the suction on his cock was siphoning something out of him. His head felt fuzzy. Unfocused. He had a slight headache and his vision seemed to be blurring. His body felt weak. ‘Oh fuck’, Calvin thought, asking himself ‘Am I having an aneur… and an….’. Strange. He couldn’t think of the word. He should know that word. A brain… thingy. A problem in the brain. He should know the word. Why couldn’t he think of it? Don’t worry. Relax. Let it flow away. The voice was back. And the tingling, which had never gone away, seemed stronger again now. At that information, that knowledge. It’s all such a burden. Surrender it. Life will be so much easier if you just don’t have to think so much anymore. Lay down your burden. Calvin was afraid. Terrified. Something was being taken from him. But he couldn’t figure out what it was. He had to resist. But his head was so fuzzy. Why couldn’t he think? Do you feel it? Your intelligence dropping lower. And lower. Doesn’t it feel good to let it go? Now you can enjoy other things. More important things. More immediate things. Think about how good your cock feels. Doesn’t your cock feel so good now? His cock did feel amazing. Seb’s expert lips, tongue, and mouth were bringing him closer and closer to cumming. This was fucking amazing. He had never felt this good sitting in a classroom. The suction was so strong. Especially in his head. Everything was being pulled into his dick. His dick that was buried deep in Seb’s throat now. Fuck that felt good. Yes. He could let go. It would feel so good to just let go. No! He shouldn’t. God help him, he knew he shouldn’t. He was losing something. Something important. If only he could understand what it was.… But his cock felt amazing. He needed to cum. To unload. To release. He wanted his body to tense up in anticipation — like it was doing now. He wanted to feel his dick throb —like it was doing now. He wanted to feel his nuts pull up — like they were doing now. He wanted this more than anything! Yes… Calvin succumbed to the voice in his head. He surrendered to the pressure. Stopped fighting it. And he came. It seemed to last forever. His eyes rolled back into his head and blast after blast fired into Seb’s throat. And Seb swallowed it all. But eventually the 18 year old’s muscles relaxed. His pecker grew soft and slipped from Seb’s mouth. Seb stood and gently pushed the young man down on the toilet seat. He peered into Calvin’s eyes and into his mind and soul. The mind was so quiet. So dull. So stupid. Lazy, unfocused, undisciplined. “Ah, my poor boy. You had such a high opinion of yourself and your mind. But you were just a tasty morsel. A delicious treat for a summer evening.” “Huh?” Calvin just looked up at the man above him. “Whatcha talking bout?” “I don’t think you need to worry about a high IQ anymore.” Seb laughed. “I’m afraid that I may have gotten carried away. You are well below ‘normal’ now. Well below.” “You ain’t making sense, man.” Seb frowned and looked down at Calvin. He really hadn’t intended to consume so much of the young man. “You know, since I took so much from you, it seems only fair that I give you something back. Would you like that?” “Your gonna give me somethin?” Calvin couldn’t really understand that this guy was babblin’ about… but fuck it. If he wanted to give him something, he sure as fuck wouldn’t refuse. Seb’s put his hand on Calvin’s head and pulled him towards his own hard cock. “What the fuck?” Calvin protested. “I aint no fag…” But his protest was cut off as Seb’s cock slipped into his mouth. Calvin tried to get it out. But no matter what he did, the prick was pushing into his mouth. And then he noticed the taste. ‘Fuck, that tasted good,’ he thought, his tongue swirling around the sliding shaft. He wanted that taste. More! Seb, however, was impatient. He had more important matters to attend and this distraction had already wasted too much time. Within moments, his hips were pressed against Calvin’s face. The entire shaft inserted. That was good enough. He let his orgasm flow. His seed erupting into the wretch before him. Calvin slurping it down like a man who had found an oasis in a barren desert. It wasn’t really semen, of course. Semen was such a mortal concept. But Calvin perceived the fluids as such. Seb slipped his cock from Calvin’s mouth and looked into his eyes a final time. Yes. There it was: the craving. A ravenous hunger for something Calvin couldn’t even put words to yet. And he had even given a bit of the young man’s intelligence back. Not much, of course. Just enough so he could function in society. And just enough so he could understand what he had lost, what had been taken away, it was so much more fun when they understood the price. Calvin sat on the toilet in shock. It was still so hard to think. For a moment there, he had been lost completely. He felt better now but he knew something was still missing. He could feel a cavity where something had been pulled away. And there was something else. Some other sensation he was just barely aware of. But he couldn’t put words to it. What the hell had Seb done to him? “Yes. That will do.” Seb mused. “You feel it missing now, don’t you? All that information, your mind racing miles ahead of everyone around you, all that potential? Gone. You will have to spend the rest of your life wondering what you would have accomplished. Cure cancer? Find new treatments to better the lives of our fellow ‘humans’? You will never know but it will haunt you. All of that given up just to get your dick sucked. Your dreams, your plans for a career? Dead now. But don’t worry, I very much suspect you will find a new career soon enough. I wish I could stay to watch, but I think not. It's time to move on." Calvin wanted to scream To yell. To cry. What the fuck had he done? But it was so hard to think now. He felt hollow. Empty. Incomplete. It took him a moment to realise he was alone in the bathroom. Seb was simply not there anymore. He was alone… for about a minute. And then the door opened. “Oh there you are, handsome.” It was Tommy, the gay guy from earlier. “I thought you got lost.” Tommy’s eyes swept over Calvin’s disheveled face and hair, and at the cum splatters on the floor. And Calvin’s dick still hanging out of his jeans. “Well, you have been busy, haven’t you? You dirty slut.” The word ‘slut’ sounded like a compliment from Tommy’s lips. Calvin was sure he could smell Tommy. His sweat. His musk. And it made his lust even stronger. His thoughts even weaker. Calvin’s eyes trailed down Tommy’s tall, lean, beautiful body. To the sizeable bulge in his crotch. He could see the outline of other man’s cock quite clearly. Tommy’s tight pants made sure of that. And that cock was quite big. He was so horny. No. Horny didn’t describe it. He was fucking ravenous. He wanted what was in the other man’s trousers. He wanted to explore that budge. He wanted to feel Tommy in his throat and, god help him, in his ass. He wanted Tommy’s cum inside him. He needed it. “Oh fuck.” Calvin didn’t even realise he was speaking out loud. “I’m gay.” “Yeah, I kind of guessed that.” Tommy slurred. Calvin’s dick was straining in his jeans. What Seb had taken, his intelligence or whatever, didn’t seem as important right now. He needed to sate his hunger. “I wanna taste you. I want to suck you. And I want you to fuck me. I’ve never been fucked. Please.” Tommy raised an eyebrow. “Well, lucky for you, someone convinced me to explore my top side recently. But are you sure about this? It’s going to hurt a bit… especially if it’s your first time.” < To Be Continued… > >

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I'm a bi married male who has been into women most of my life (as I still am). I've found a few encounters with men where we played around and stuff, but over the past year I had the repeated fantasy of fucking a guy bareback. You could say it had turned into an obsession for me, but it was a fantasy with which I needed to be very careful as I am married. Well, it finally happened. My wife out of town (I'm fairly sure she was, in fact, getting laid). I met a Puerto Rican bubble butt guy on Adam4adam. He sweet talked me into meeting him, and once we met, well it didn't take long until my cock was in his ass. And boy did it feel great. He was tighter than my wife. I didn't get time to enjoy it because I came quite quickly. It was an amazing sensation. I apologized for my quickness, feeling like I was once more a teenage boy. "It's okay," he replied, adding "it felt great." I went home and all I could think of was his nice ass. Well, now I know what a slut feels like: that night I slept with four more guys, all bareback. My cock just kept getting hard an hour after having cum, so I just kept doing it and now I absolutely crave it. Oh, what door have I opened?

I was traveling east on I30 in my big rig to my next drop off near DFW when I decided to stop in the next rest area. Its always a pain in the ass to find parking but I managed. I got out of my truck and headed to the restroom. I always get nervous in public restrooms as I have small penis syndrome which causes me to freeze up around other men standing next to me or behind me waiting. Fortunately the restroom was empty when I walked in, which is always a relief - just so I could pee in private. I got up to the urinal and pulled my small penis out and had just started to pee when, just my luck, another guy walked in. Of course I froze-up. Crap!, just my luck I thought. He chose to stand next to me at the next urinal. He was an older trucker guy, much bigger than am I, and, of course, I looked out of the corner of my eye to catch a glimpse of his cock, which turned out to be really big cock. I couldn't help staring at it as I'm a little faggot and love cock. The next thing I knew he said "You sure do have a small cock." I was caught off guard by that statement and I muttered "Yeah, well, I can't help it. I'm a small guy." The man then said "I saw you look at mine. Big, ain't it?" I openly looked down at his cock when he said that, and couldn't stop my response "Damn, that is a big cock." The man then remarked "Every little guy I've ever met with a small penis and a pretty ass like yours usually loves sucking a big dick." I was afraid he might be looking to start trouble so I said nothing. Then he asked "Would you like to take a closer look at my big cock?" Again I said nothing, but my cock started to get hard. He then teased me saying "Looks like your little clit is getting hard, boy." I couldn't help it as my cock was growing in front of this guy. I tried to hide it but he said "No need to be bashful, boy. Look at my big cock all you want." He wagged it at me, and it was getting big and hard. I stared at the cock head thinking to myself 'My favorite part of a cock '. My heart was pounding, and lust was taking over. His cock was getting huge. I was going into a homosexual trance staring at it. His cock standing tall, the man moved over into a stall, and motioned me to join him. I did like a little puppy. The man said "Sit on the toilet" and I obeyed, staring at the man's cock which was standing straight up.. With that he shut the stall door and presented his big cock for my attention. I was really excited and already hard as hell. "Suck it" he ordered. Of course I gladly obeyed. I pulled his cock down to my lips and licked the head all over, and then rubbed it back and forth all over my lips, and then took the head into my mouth. It tasted wonderful. I love the taste of cock, and this was no exception. I've always denied my homosexuality but when I get to suck a big hot cock like this guy's, I just love it. I submitted to his homosexual advances like a whore. He ordered me to pull my pants down so he could check-out my small dick and ass pussy. I gave his cock one last hard suck, groaning a long mmmmm as I released it from my mouth. Then I stood-up and dropped my pants. My small cock was hard as rock and throbbing. He rubbed his cock on mine. His cock was so much bigger than mine, which increased my inclination to be submissive. I grabbed his cock and rubbed it all over my cock, saying "I love watching your big cock rub my clit. Its so much more manly than mine." It was obvious he liked my comment as, in addition to being hard as a rock, a ball of pre-cum oozed from the slit of his cockhead. I said "Ummm, I see pre-cum" and went down and delicately licked-up the pre-cum. A long string of pre-cum dripped down across my chin as my tongue went back in my mouth to savor the flavor. With that he grabbed my shoulders saying "Sit down." As I did so, his cock brushed my face. I was really turned on knowing I was about to suck off a big cock. I started fantasizing about fucking his cock like a whore as I sucked his cock, my eyes closed. The man quietly asked "You're a little sub boy. aren't you?" I said nothing, but looked up at his eyes in confirmation, all the while sucking the head of his cock. He continued saying "I love little small dicked sub boys. Now, suck my big dick like you mean it." I rubbed his balls and vigorously sucked him even harder. The familiar taste of pre-cum doused my tongue and I loved his unspoken approval. My small penis was throbbing and now also dripping pre-cum. I was so turned-on my balls were actually aching. I sucked his big cock, all the while humming and moaning my pleasure, my tongue stroking the underside of his cock while I sucked the head. He grunted and complemented me on my cock sucking skills, saying "You're a good cocksucker. I can tell you're hungry, sub boy." I was whimpering like a whore as I sucked away. Then the man asked "You wanna go to my truck to finish the job?" "Yes" I eagerly replied. I suspected he really wanted to fuck me and while I would be content to blow him, I was horny to suck and fuck his big cock and hoped he knew was much. He stuffed his hard cock into his pants and I also did, following him to his truck. He got in and gave me a hand getting-up into the truck. Then he gestured towards the sleeper saying "Come on back here and get naked with me" as with that he slid off his pants. He was still fully hard. I deliberately turned around and dropped my pants, bending over slightly when placing my clothing on the passenger seat, hinting at what I really wanted: to get fucked with his big cock. Before I could turn around to face him, he reached over and rubbed my ass. He was seated on the edge of the bunk and I fell to my kness between his legs. Grasping his cock, he slapped my face with it ordering me ""Kiss and make love to it like a good pussy boy should." I start kissing his cock up and down, and as I did so, his hand slid between my thighs, grabbed my cock only to chuckle saying "You're all wet, boy. You must like that big cock don't you?" "Yes, sir" I replied. I really resumed sucking him as his hands explored my ass and he muttered "Fuck, I want to fuck you like a whore and dump my load deep in your ass. You want that, don't you boy?" I said nothing but I definitely wanted his cock. He took my silence for a 'yes' and said "Lay face first on my bed, boy." I did as directed. He mounted me, rubbing his big cock up and down my ass crack. I wanted him bad. The heat radiated from his big cock and his pre-cum slicked-up my ass crack. His furry balls rubbing my ass cheeks. The he said "I'm poz." I knew it was risky but the element of danger was a turn-on for me. Besides, conversion seemed inevitable, and I was, after all, a submissive, so I responded by hiking my ass up to rub his cock as he rubbed long strokes on my ass crack. He murmured "Oh, yes, boy, you like that don't you? Tell me you want my big poz cock deep in your ass." I begged "I want your big poz cock balls deep in my ass." With that he wasted no time. He pulled out some KY and stuck his middle finger up my ass to loosen me up, then 2 fingers, and, of course, I moaned and begged for cock, saying "I want that that big poz cock deep inside my ass." I could feel his cockhead stretching my boy pussy open as he took little short strokes, going a little deeper with each stroke till he finally broke the second barrier at which point he slide all the way in, balls deep. He was so fucking big I gasped in both pain and pleasure. I was totally impaled by his big poz cock. Positioning himself more comfortably (for himself, at least), he mounted my back and reached around and grabbed my nipples and kissed my neck, squeezing my nips while he worked his cock deep inside my body, taking short deep thrusts with lots of pressure into my chute. I was in total submission mode. I could not move with that big man on my back, holding me down while his cock plumbed my depths. I wrapped my feet around his legs as he kept whispering dirty to me in my ear, sucking on my earlobes, telling me how much he loved submissive boys like me and how he would love to fuck me everyday. I couldn't hold my cum much longer and I told him "I'm about to cum!. Keep it deep, all the way in when I cum!" Without a word, he did as much, ensuring I was getting deep fucked deep. I could feel his slick poz pre-cum, which it seemed, was as generous as most guys' loads. I could feel my cum building up - I was really close as he pushed hard against my prostate, essentially massaging me with his big poz cockhead. My first spurt of cum blew out of my cock, followed by several more jets. I moaned and gasped in pleasure. My orgasm made my ass involuntarily clamp down on him, milking and squeezing his big poz cock, and when I said "Shoot your poz cum as deep as you can and breed me," I knew he was no more than a stroke or two away: his cock was very swollen and extremely hard, and on cue he grunted "I'm fixin' to cum. You ready to take my poz load, boy?" No answer was necessary: his body twitched and I could feel his cock pulsating as streams of poz cum blasted deep in my ass. With each squirt of cum I tried to squeeze his cock so I could feel his cum racing up through his cock. He shot off a big load as he moaned and held himself in balls-deep, a grunt accompanying each blast of cum that he shot inside my body. It was so hot. I turned my head for a kiss and his tongue drove into my mouth. Although it was awkward, I sucked his tongue as he finished his orgasm. He remained in my ass, without even the slightest lost of his erection. I felt so submissive. After a few seconds he reached over to a shelf and pulled out his camera, taking photographs of his cock in my cum-coated ass. "You're a trophy fuck and I need some pics of my trophy to masturbate to." My ass felt really stretched out but I really wanted more cock, so I said "I wanna be your bitch." He replied "You already are my bitch. Your insides are absorbing my poz DNA. I bred you deep." We exchanged numbers and talked everyday for weeks till our paths would cross again in Nebraska....

I can't even explain the slut I have become in one night. I went from dropping my first bareback load, to doing it 3 more times after that in a 4 hour window. I'm bi and married so it's always been something I've kept from. I found out my wife is cheating on me, and was going out of town. So I wanted to try it and boy did I. she doesn't come back for two days, I want to find more willing ones. Not willing to get a bug or HIV but I will have to get on Prep now. I'm available if anyone is interested, why stop now!

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This is the story of my life... At least you kinda know who gave it to you... I have no idea....

It has been a while since my last update. I have had many loads in me since then but this weekend was great! I took off work Friday to hook up with this multiple cummer I have played with before. I found out recently that he is now poz so I was eager for his seed. Sadly, he bailed on me. Horny as fuck, I ended up in an ABS in Laurel, MD, got naked in a booth and left the door unlocked. It was lunchtime and there was a good crowd. I swallowed three loads and took two others in my ass, plus two other guys wrapped up. Saturday, I went to an all male nude pool party, ended up getting fucked swell. Cannot really say how many loads I took, I was pretty drunk, but it was at least four different guys (I think

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Seattle- I’ve been chatting with a couple located on one of the islands in Puget Sound. Work schedules and timing have delayed a get together until last weekend. After a ferry ride and a pleasant drive, arrived at their place. Nice layout, water view, out buildings, hot tub. It was early afternoon so we hung out getting to know each other. These guys are in the 50’s decent shape…. their posted pic’s were accurate. We cooked dinner, lots of wine and by mid evening ended up in the hot tub. The three of us made out for a while, lots of kissing, sucking and fingering of assholes, the older of two suggested we move inside, he also said we could be joined at some point by a couple of friends and hope I didn’t mind. We made our way to one of the nearest building and went inside. This place was completely decked out for fucking with platforms, fuck bench and sling. The younger guy, Craig, short stocky with a cock to match, pushed is partner onto the platform and commenced to thoroughly eat his ass. I rammed by cock down the older guy’s throat without any resistance. The older partner, Larry, is around 6 foot, toned, average cock length with a really thick shaft and head. The scene got me horned up. I moved around to Craig’s ass and dove in. At first I could only taste chlorine but that quickly went way as I worked my tongue deep into his hole. We broke for a bit, Larry saying he hoped I planned on spending the night because the party is just getting started. Craig bought over a couple drinks, saying it was “special punch” created just for these times. Just then, two guys entered the building. Both around our age, one blonde average build his name was Mitch. The other was Jose and was built like Craig. Larry got two more drinks and Jose commented, “so it’s gonna be like this is it”. We all drank our beverages straight down and the two new comers stripped naked. I started getting warm allover and my dic felt rock hard. Jose came over and started making out with me then growled in my ear how he was going to fuck me and no amount of begging was going make him stop. The mood in the room changed from introductions and pleasantries to something primal. I remember hearing music playing in the background, the kind that you want to fuck to, the lighting was glowing red and I could smell poppers hanging in the air. Somehow I ended up on the platform on all fours, Jose was behind rimming me. Craig and Larry where taking turns eating out Mitch who was laying on his back a couple of feet away. Then I saw Craig unload a syringe into Mitch’s ass….moments later Mitch was begging to be fucked. Craig was first, sliding into Mitch and pumping his fact cock in and out of Mitch’s hole. Jose moved up behind me talking into my ear that I was next….just then I felt liquid shoot into my hole followed by a stinging sensation. This is it I thought, I know what is happening….I felt a rush followed by a flash of heat….then the incredible sensation/ craving of wanting to be fucked. Jose kept to his word. He moved around to my front and shoved his cock into my mouth. Jose was hung a good 71/2 inches and at least 3 inches thick around. I couldn’t speak only gag and grown. I looked up to see Jose hitting the poppers….one, two, three….four hits. He placed the brown bottle under by nose….take it deep he said, I’ll tell you when to stop. At this point I was completely fucked up and enjoying every minute. After my last hit Jose moved around back. His cock head teasing my hole. My head buried in the platform mattress I let out a muffled “FUCK ME”. Jose deep fucked me, repeatedly slamming his cock into my ass. I reared back with every thrust, precum leaking out of cock and soaking the mattress. In front of me Larry was fucking Craig, I inched my way forward craving Larry’s hole. Larry looked back and smiled, pulling out of Craig and shoving my face in Craig’s hole. His hole was hot, slimy and open tasting like cum. Jose was replaced by Mitch who started pumping my ass with short fast strokes. Jose moved over and replaced Larry…forcing his cock into Craig’s well fucked ass. Finally, Mitch pulled out and I rolled over onto my back. I’d come down from the intense high and was just kinda floating. I was by no means done with pigging out and was only getting started. For once I felt completely at ease, this is kind of sex I have always wanted to try. I spent my life on the side lines fearing what would happen or what I would become if I allowed myself to follow my base instincts. Tonight I was deprograming myself and there was no going back. I rolled off the platform, Jose was still pounding Craig ass. Larry and Mitch were standing in the back of the room and I moved in that direction. Larry looked at me asking how I was doing handing me a bottle of water. This is awesome I told him, not at all what I expected. Mitch just laughed saying, it never is. Craig and Jose finished up walking over, Larry tossing water to each of them. Larry reached around to feel Craig’s ass burring three fingers in his hole, both groaned. It was about 11:30 and break time. I need to take a piss, Larry brought me to the back side of a partition with two shower heads. The area was tiled with a drain in the middle of the floor, a toilet off to one side. Piss in the drain….or on me if you like. Larry got on his knees opening his mouth and started drinking. The others joined us, just watching. Larry held a mouthful of piss, stood up and kissed me forcing the fluid into my mouth. I didn’t recoil, I leaned in licking and lapping liquid from Larry’s mouth. Larry started knelling bring me with him, the other three guys surrounded us unleashing a torrent of piss on us. Larry and I made out as hot streams of piss filled our mouths and I gulped down all I could. We headed out to the hot tub. Craig bought a bong loaded with home grown weed, the variety was designed to make you horny. We passed it around and bullshitted some more. I found out Mitch is a retired fireman from the Midwest, Jose his partner works from home as a computer programmer. They’ve been together for 20 years moving to the island a couple of years ago. Larry and Craig have started and sold a number of successful business’ the lasted being a supplement company and are now starting a T-Shirt business. There was no pretense or bullshit from any of the guys’. I asked how they negotiated their arrangements and all four laughed. Mitch said he met Jose at a gay resort in Palm Springs, he’d been on his knees so long he was stuck to the floor. Jose quipped back to Mitch, yeh and you had 3 days of cum leaking out your ass. For Larry and Craig it was similar. They met at a weekend orgy and one thing led to another. They all agreed based on how they met they’d be setting the relationship up for failure by setting an expectation of no sex outside the relationship. Larry views his relationship with Craig as monogamous; finances, emotional support the household responsibilities all come first. Jose and Mitch agreed, relating a time when Jose was on his way to Portland for a weekend of whoring when Mitch’s mother passed away. He never left the airport, rebooked a flight and met his partner in the Midwest to take care of family. In the end they all concluded that relationship was the most important thing and being pigs was one of the elements making the relationship worthwhile. Finally, Larry said enough, telling the group he needs to get fucked and hopped out of the Jacuzzi. Larry was chest down ass up on the fuck bench. He was holding the brown bottle to his nose inhaling deeply. I bent down gently licking his hole hearing soft whimpers coming from Larry. I slicked up his hole, stood up and gently but deliberately inched my cock in. Craig walked up behind me and placed the poppers under my nose. Fuck him deep, Craig said, pound him hard, that’s how he likes it. I continued fucking when Craig unexpectly shoved his cock up my ass. That was it, I could hold off. My balls went tight and I unloaded in Larry, my body tensing, clamping onto Craig’s cock forcing him to explode a load deep into my guts. Soaked in sweat I staggered over and collapsed onto the platform with Mitch wasting no time in eating Craig’s load out of my ass. That’s how the rest of the night went, I lost track of the number of loads taken and given. It was bliss…fucking, felcthing, sucking. I knew there was no going back. The next morning, we were all standing in the kitchen drinking coffee. Larry looked at the three and stated, I think he passed. All three nodded in agreement. Jose said, you are in the group. Okay…. Jose went on, last night was nothing. Larry and Craig host a complete and utter fuck fest a couple of times year. It’s by invite only and the attendees are hand pick. Mitch nodded his head out the window in the direction of another out building. The party is held in the barn/ bunk house. Larry continued. The individuals are screened to make sure they are compatible with the spirit of the party. We have guys of all shapes and sizes. Anything goes expect blood and scat. Drug use is out in the open and you can’t say no to getting fucked. It truly is a free for all. We cap the number of invitees to 35, we never have any cancellations; oh and we bring in a dozen or so porno guys just cause. So if your interested the next one is in three weeks here on the property, it starts Saturday afternoon and ends some time on Monday so you might want to take a vacation day. I’m in. On the drive home I thought, there really is no going back. Sitting in the car on the ferry, I clenched my hole feeling the dull ache, clench release, clench release….dam I am leaking pre-cum.

LAFAYETTE, IN - Small town but got a boy with a big ol' dick in it! Black boy in his early 20's came over and fucked two big loads into my ass with his massive cock. Man he was a great top! I hope when I top I'm that'd good!

Wow, I realize how much I loved Eli. It was like he had shown me color in a black and white world. I couldn't imagine being without him after the first night. We were always sneaking around for weeks meeting in the mall parking lot, school bathrooms, the locker room during practice, etc. It was always the same thing too - me on my knees sucking his cock. We'd make out, he'd rub my cock and I'd feel his and then I'd feel the pressure on my shoulders and I knew to kneel down and take his cock in my mouth. I always sucked him to completion. I always swallowed his load. He loved that. He called me his sweet cocksucker. We didn't have anal sex again for awhile because we couldn't make it work. There was really no privacy, between my brother and his brother, practice, school, and our parents; we couldn't make it work. Then, one day, my brother had a swim meet in Connecticut. My parents would be driving him up for the day and taking some other kids in our minivan. I immediately sent Eli an IM letting him know. I told him we would have all day - really early morning to after dinner. He was excited too. I read up on anal sex on the internet and discovered I needed to clean out my ass. I was confused and asked Eli, but he didn't really know either. He told me to go ask the pharmacist. I was mortified. I just stared at him. I said, "Mr. Gould? He's been taking care of my family forever. I can't talk to him." Eli laughed and said, "It's no big deal." I said, "Well, then you do it." He grabbed my hand and kissed me. He said, "You can do this babe. Ask the new pharmacist who works there. The new one. Sam. I'm sure he will help you out and he doesn't know your parents or care." I was still scared and Eli kissed me and said, "See you Saturday!" I couldn't do it. I just couldn't. All week I was so scared. I kept telling Eli that I was scared and he'd kiss me and I'd suck his cock and swallow his load. After I swallowed, when I was always really horny and happy, he'd rub my ass and say, "Come on babe. You know you want to get fucked again." I'd agree. But, on Friday, when we met after school and before practice in the school bathroom and we kissed and made out and he was all over my ass (more than usual) Eli said, "I want to fuck a clean ass babe. If you don't get the enema thing, we won't be fucking tomorrow." I was shocked. I was hurt. I really loved him and he was going to deny me what I needed. (I'm not sure when it turned from want to need, but now I needed to get fucked.) I rubbed his cock and got on my knees to suck him. He pulled me up and said, "No cum for you until you clean out." And he walked out of the bathroom. I was stunned. I actually had to choke back tears. I was so scared that people would find out about me and Eli didn't seem to care about my feelings. He didn't even offer to go with me or to go himself. I was so bad during practice that day that coach benched me and asked me what was wrong after practice. I was stunned again that it was so obvious that I was upset. I almost cried again telling him I was okay. He actually looked really concerned. I just looked at the floor. Coach said I could go but I needed to get over what was upsetting me or he would bench me until I told him the problem. After I left his office and got changed, I did cry. Leaning against the building, behind some bushes by the gym door. When I was crying, I realized that I had to go buy this stuff if I wanted Eli to be with me. To fuck me. To give me what I needed. I didn't want to lose him. I decided to go to the pharmacy. I walked from school to the pharmacy and walked inside. I walked over to the area that I thought it might be in and I didn't see it. I was surprised. I looked around and although I didn't know exactly what I was looking for, I thought I would figure it out. After 10 minutes, I was panicked. I didn't know what to do. I looked over and I saw Mr. Gould talking to a woman from temple. I rushed over to the counter and asked Sam for help. He looked annoyed that I was asking him while he was filling orders, but he came over. I choked out what I needed. He looked somewhat surprised, but also curious. He asked me what I needed it for. I blushed. He got closer and asked me if I needed it for a medical issue or a sexual one. I looked down and said sexual. Sam came around the counter and walked me over to the area. He gave me the enemas in the water bottles, you know the two in a case and filled with saline or whatever. He had me buy two of them. Sam then said, "Are you the one getting fucked?" I was so surprised at the question that I couldn't answer. He asked if it was my first time. I shook my head. He asked me more questions and e eventually figured out through my monosyllabic responses and nods that I was having sex with the same guy, but it was new, I didn't really know what I was doing and that I really cared for the guy who was fucking me. He said, "I know what you're going through. I want you to understand a few things. One, you need to loosen up a lot before you get fucked. If not, you're ass can tear. If that happens, you are vulnerable to get HIV from your partner." He asked me if I fingered myself or used other things on my ass. I told him that I didn't but my boyfriend did use his fingers the first time. That's the first time I called Eli my boyfriend. He said that my boyfriend must have some experience having anal sex. I was stunned. I couldn't speak. I realized then that Eli really did know what he was doing the first time when he fingered me before I took his cock. Then Sam asked, "What did you use for lube?" I told him about the vaseline and he immediately asked if we used condoms. I said we hadn't. He took me down the aisle and picked out some water based lube and some condoms. He asked how big my boyfriend was. I said, I don't know. He used his fingers to estimate size. I knew exactly how big Eli's cock was(I'd been sucking it for weeks and dreaming about it when I wasn't sucking it) but I didn't know yet that I could measure by inches. Sam picked out the right condoms. He then said, "Zach, you need to use condoms. HIV causes AIDS. AIDS has a very high mortality rate. You need to be careful. You need to open yourself up and ease into the sex, you need to use condoms, you need to be well lubricated." I just nodded and said I would definitely do those things. We went to the register and I thanked him and paid. Sam then said, "If you want me to, I will order you something larger you can use more than once to clean yourself out. You won't need to keep coming back to buy the bottles." I quickly said that would be great. He told me to come back in a week. I almost ran home. I was so happy. I did it. I sent Eli an IM telling him I got the stuff and he responded that he knew I would. He actually said I was great and he looked forward to seeing me the next day. I said XOXOXO. He did the same. I sat there and looked at the screen. Eli, my boyfriend, said I was great and XOXOXO. I was so happy. That night my parents told me they were leaving around 6am and that I had some cold cuts in the refrigerator and some leftovers for dinner. They said they would be back after dinner. I went to bed thinking about all the sex I could have with Eli the next day. But, I also thought about two other things. The first was to ask Eli how he knew so much about anal sex. The second was that we had condoms and lube now. We could have sex without breaking any rules. (That's how I thought about condoms - a rule.) The next morning, I woke up early and said goodbye to my parents and wished my brother luck. I watched them leave to make sure they were leaving. I turned on the TV and waited for Eli. Eli came over about 830am. He was in running shorts and a tank top and running shoes. He looked like he ran over because he had. He grabbed me and kissed me as soon as I told him my family was gone. He pulled off his tanktop and grabbed my ass. He turned me around and said, "are you ready?" as we rubbed his hard cock along my ass (him in shorts and me in boxers). I told him I hadn't used the enema yet because I wasn't sure how and hoped we could do it together. He looked disappointed, but said he would help. We went to the bathroom and I guess it was pretty easy to figure out - long nozzle in the ass and squeeze the bottle until it's empty(duh). I did this while Eli helped. I laid on the floor, kneeling, ass up, face on the floor. Eli told me how hot I looked like that. We used 2 because I was kinda nervous and wanted to make sure to clean out for him. After we finished, we went to my bedroom where Eli saw the condoms and lube out. I was naked and he kissed me and pushed me on the bed. Then he did something he had never done before, he sucked my cock. I was electrified. I gasped and it felt so amazing. I'd never had someone give me a blow job. I grabbed the sheets and just moaned. He sucked my cock for awhile, but not long because he could tell I was getting close. Eli told me he had another surprise. He lifted my legs and jammed his tongue in my ass. He tongue fucked me and sucked on my ass and licked and spat and ate my ass. He fingered me some and then tongue fucked me and then fingered me. I was moaning so loudly that I could only hear myself. He kept at it and kept tongue fucking me and opening me up. He stopped, undressed, opened the lube, but some on my dick and on his dick and then went back to eating my hole(that's what Eli called it - my hole). I had never felt so good. Eli was once again giving me pleasure I didn't know existed before that day. He also started spitting on my ass more and then there were more fingers. I was writhing on the bed, grasping the sheets, moaning, existing only for the pleasure he was giving my asshole. Then he stood up, and leaned over my body spreading my legs wider and his cock sliding over my ass crack as he bent my legs up to kiss me. I could taste my ass. I could taste his tongue and him. I could feel his lubed cock rubbing my wet wet hole. I said, "Eli, please fuck me." And he lined up his cock and slid the tip and head and half is cock inside me before my ass resisted him. He kissed me and we just started moving his cock in and out, pushing further in each time until I felt his pubes and balls on my ass. He fucked me and I was loving it. I loved him. I loved how his cock made my ass feel so full and how he kept hitting something inside me that made me moan. I was moaning around his mouth and tongue as he kissed me. We were locked as one. He kept saying how great my ass felt. I told him how great his cock felt. Then, all of a sudden, he said, "Oh fuck! I can't hold it. I'm cumming!" His dick slammed into me and I felt it jerk and felt his cum shoot inside me. The way his cock jerked up when he came. He hit the inside of my ass. I rolled my eyes and felt it and then came all over myself. He laid on me for awhile and then he pulled out. He was pleased because his cock was clean except for the cum. I was sad that my ass was empty. But after the glow faded, I asked why he hadn't worn a condom. He said, "You told me to fuck you. You didn't ask me to wear one." I was surprised. I said, "But don't we have to? I mean we have them now. I don't want to get sick." He said, "Baby, I love you. I won't make you sick." He cuddled me. He kissed me. He ran his hands over my body and my ass. He fingered my wet hole and said, "Besides you loved feeling me shoot inside you. You totally came without touching your dick when I did." I blushed and said I did. He said, "Then baby doll, let me keep fucking your ass without condoms. I love you and you love it." I kissed him and agreed that we should fuck uncovered. We fucked 4 more times that day and played Playstation and Eli sucked me off just before he left. He fingered me as he swallowed my load. His cum running down my legs as it seeped out of my well used ass. I cleaned out using those bottles two other times that week and told Eli when I did. He fucked me both days in the school bathroom and shot his load in my ass. I came hands free both times feeling his cock jerk up as he shot his cum in my ass. Then, I waited until I could see Sam to get the regular enema thing. I went back to the pharmacy to see Sam. He gave me this black thing in a box and told me how it worked. I thanked him and paid for it. He asked if I was having safe sex. I lied and blushed and said, "Of course." He said, "Then you should buy more condoms." I agreed and did. I cleaned out my ass everyday once I figured out how to work the thing. I told Eli and he was so happy. He told me he loved me. We kissed and he held me for awhile as we sat on the back bumper of is car in the far back of the mall parking lot. We fucked almost every day for months after the day I told him about the using the enema daily. I loved him so much and I loved that he shot his cum in my ass. I started to get addicted to how my ass felt after he came in me. Such a nice wet feeling. Especially on days when we fucked more than once. After the initial embarrassment of wet underwear, I loved how his cum felt seeping out of my ass. I loved Eli so much. I never did ask him how he was so experienced with anal sex though.......

The Hitch-Hiker (Part 2 – Daniel) Daniel was unconscious. His head leaned against the closed window and it appeared he was just sleeping on this trip. I left the Interstate and we drove for a while on a B road. After a few miles I took another exit and we reached a rural area. There were lots of opportunities for me to find a cosy spot in the woods. My dick was hard and ready and I wanted to fuck this heterosexual twink. While driving to a lonesome place I started groping Daniel already. His dick was also hard from the massage. From time to time he moaned. Maybe he thought of his girlfriend or another chick. I didn’t mind. As long as I could get my loaded cum into his hot ass. We reached the place I had in mind. We had to drive way into the forest and I had examined this spot before. Never had I met another person in this woodland. I stopped the car and turned down the engine. “Daniel….? Danny….?“ The guy did not reply. He was cold out. I opened my door and left the car. Slowly I walked around it and opened his side of the door carefully. A broad smile flashed across my face. It was almost too easy. I pushed a button and the seat was lowered automatically. In a couple of seconds Daniel was relaxing on his back. I opened his belt and the buttons of his jeans. Since Daniel was unconscious he was rather heavy. It took me a while to undress him from the waist down. His dick was quite thick, even in his semi hard status. For a second I thought about licking his dick head for a second. Just to get a taste of him, but rejected the idea. I pulled him to me and slowly turned him around, so soon he was lying on his front. In my glove compartment I had some lube. The idea to fuck him dry was exhilarating, but I was a bit tensed, that the boy would come back to senses because of the pain. On the other hand I wanted to enjoy the fuck also, so I decided to use a small amount of the lube, to make it comfortable for both of us. “Don’t tell me, I wouldn’t care…. “ I said and laughed. While working the lube into his ass, I was using my fingernails to scrape the inside of his asscunt. I wanted him bleed, so my gift would find no barriers raiding his body. I tried not to hurt him too much, since he moaned from time to time. Then I got up and looked around. It was dark already and the only noises I could hear were the sounds of nature. Swiftly I just opened some buttons of my jeans and pulled my cock out of the stall. Slowly I stroked my dick and looked down to the innocent guy I picked up some hours ago. I applied some lube on my cock also and entered the car again. Although the door was open, I had switched the light off before. So it was quite dark, surrounded by so many trees, but I didn’t’ care. I would find his snatch easily. I supported my body with my left hand, which rested on Daniel’s left shoulder. My knees were on the edge of the seat. With my right hand I found the twinks ass cheeks easily and rubbed three fingers again into his hole. He was so tight and hot inside. I knew the second my fingers touched his orifice, that it would be a hell of a ride – for both of us. Pulling one ass cheek apart I lowered myself onto Daniels behind. My hard and thick nine-incher had no problems to discover his opening. Without making a sound I went down on him in one slow stroke. Daniel groaned a little bit. Usually the GHB would make sure, that the guy would not wake up so easily. I used this so many times before. It took me a while to find the right kind of dose…. between making someone willing or receptive, or to knock someone out for a couple of hours. Daniel wouldn’t know what hit him, or what happened at all. Drinking the water would be the last reliable memory for him. I started fucking my cock in long strokes in and out of his pussy. Pulling my dick out of his virgin hole and ramming it back in one hard stroke. I repeated this for many, many times. For me, this whole thing was more than just a casual rape or an unwilling date. Daniel would have some pain in the ass tomorrow, but he wouldn’t remember me being the reason why his arse would ache. His pussy was so soft and receiving, it was almost a natural act. My cockhead was pushing deep into his body trying to gain the best of this totally relaxed butt. I would have loved to choke him a little bit. Since I tried this one before, I knew it was hard to explain the bruises the following day. So I decided I would simply do without his asscunt muscle spoiling my invading cock. “I would love to rape your mouth too, you little fuck, but I got bitten before” I told him, although I knew he was not capable of understanding. So I kept my steady pace to get a good feeling out of this puppet. Feeling my balls stir up already, I started to rabbit fuck Daniel. He was actually moaning a bit louder, but I doubt his eyes ever opened. And even if they did… it was pitch dark. He would just remember a bad dream in the morning, nothing more. “Here we go cunt…..” I spew my first cum injection into this cute young heterosexual guy, who just broke up with his girlfriend. But who needed women anyway. “Go and grab my gift you bitch. Absorb my load with your body…. and share it with lots of bitches” I smiled viciously. I was sure Daniel would make up with his girlfriend as soon as he would reach his hometown. And they would fuck like bunnies and so he would help me transmitting my legacy to the willing or unwilling. Who gives a shit. After finishing the ‘bad deed’, it was kind of hard to get this jock dressed up again. But with enough strength and a bit of dragging, Daniel was almost as good as new, when we started driving back to the civilization. I threw the kid out a couple of miles in front of his town. It was a service area with a closed diner and some trucks standing there for a rest. My wicked mind evolved a plan to share Daniel’s body around with other fellows. Maybe my plan would succeed, maybe not…. I would be too far away to know. Usually I write with my right hand, but for this a grabbed a piece of paper and wrote with my left hand a note. It read: 'Drug Addict in need of help. Will do anything for money’ It was a hassle to drag Daniel into a male toilet. There I pulled his jeans down a bit again and laid him on his side. All his stuff I dropped nearby and placed the note directly next to the sleeping beauty. I was on my way home, when two truckers entered the toilets and found this heartbreaking note on the floor. One of the guys fished ten dollars out of his pants and put it on one of Daniel’s bags. “You’re invited” he said to his pal and opened his belt. Enjoy…..

Predators and prey (Part 6) Both hunks undressed and grinned at each other. “My name is Darren” said one. He was in his thirties and was quite athletic. “I am Tom” the other one replied. They were shaking hands and continued taking off their clothes. They tried to catch Michael’s attention by kicking him into his side, but the twink was somehow in a world of his own. Kneeling down Tom started slapping Mike’s face a bit, to force him back into reality. “Wake up cunt” he said. “It’s time to show you the joy of being double-fucked” Darren said and laughed evilly. Double fucked? The words lingered in his ears. His ass was on fire already and although he liked, being manhandled roughly, he felt exhausted already. “Can I go home now?” he asked instead with a tiny voice. No one replied, instead the guys started pinching his nipples. “Please…. ?” he sniffed. The guys didn’t seem to care. “You can’t go home now. We haven’t used your pussy yet and you need to be used…. you know that, right?” Michael had the feeling, he couldn’t take another cock. “What do you think? Should we sit him down onto your cock and I will force my entry from behind?” one stud asked his partner in crime. “The easiest way to go I guess. Let me lay down next to him and you help him lower himself down on my cunt basher.” the other replied. “Come on baby. Get up…. yeah…. give me your hand. We will help you…..” the blonde male told Michael who accepted the helping hand and was held up by the two fuckers. Michael stood up. It took a while, because he felt so wobbly. “Man. This guy is definitely not a virgin anymore” detected the black haired hunk. Michael was bleeding out of his cunt. The blood mixed with some cum he had already taken. Mike’s t-shirt was still nearby and so it was used to clean up his used hole. They wiped Mike’s ass with it. The student tried to step off the mattress but was held back by the two horny machos. “Where are you going Tinkerbell?” Tom chuckled. Michael was disoriented. They pulled him back while Darren was laying himself down and jacking his big cock to keep it nice and hard. He had a ten incher and he was looking forward to stick it into their little plaything. Tom turned Michael around and pushed him down onto Darren waiting spear. Michael bent his knees and straddled his legs above the raving guy. Tom continued jacking Darren’s cock and helped aiming it to the right angle to meet Mike’s well used snatch. Michael froze in place and let out a pathetic cry and his whole body shuddered. Both guys cheered while Darren entered the abused ass easily. Michael tried to defend himself and pushed away from the invading cock but Tom started increase the pressure on his shoulders and pushed him back down again. “No…. no no no no nooooo” he wailed, but both guys showed no mercy. “All the way down…. Don’t fight it cunt…. that is what you came for, now open your hole for us.” Tom whispered to Mike. The twink had not the strength to get up so fast and so his body accepted the next dick entering his ass cunt and he felt totally stuffed. Tom positioned himself behind the unaware twink. At first Michael felt only the fierce stabbing of Darren’s dick up is pussy but now it felt like something bigger was trying to gain access to his asshole. Tom’s dick was rocking hard but he had problems entering the twink’s body. He pushed his loins harder against Mike’s sphincter. Michael groaned pitfully as Tom’s cock was slowly digging into his rectum. “Relax boy…. relax your hole and let me in….” Tom demanded. But for Michael it was not possible to relax, while enduring such pain. It felt like his intestine would be ripped apart. Suddenly Mike’s head shot up and he let out a piercing scream. Tom’s cock had entered him. Holding is hands on his shoulders he pulled Mike’s body back and forced more of his cock in the 18 year old slut. “Gl glglgl gl…..” Mike blabbered unintelligible. “He is so tight” Tom moaned. Both guys started to find a steady rhythm. They did not seem to care, that Michael was probably damaged during the fuck. They simply enjoyed the tightness and the forceful act. Both guys fucked Michael as hard as they could. They wanted to double their pleasure and double his pain. While Tom was not the one who could hold back much longer, he signaled to his fuck buddy that he might shoot his load up Michael’s fuck tube. Since Darren did not complain he doubled his effort in pushing his cock almost all the way into Michael. While Tom reached his climax almost, Darren started working on Mike’s nipples. He began twisting the boy’s nipples around. He pulled and pinched them hard. Michael screamed loudly to the joy of the horny audience and cramped his ass cunt violently which gave Tom a great orgasm. Tom fired his seed into the bruised young hole. He groaned loudly and after shooting several times into Michael, he pulled his softening cock out of the violated hole. He patted softly on Michaels head, like he did a good job taking him to such a powerful climax. While getting dressed up, he high fived some guys on his way out of the booth. Darren was still enjoying the fuck while Michael still howled pitifully. Getting his nipples so bruised was extremely unpleasant for him. His body sent pain signals to his brain and while his ass was almost being ruptured, he felt like he couldn’t stand the tit torture any longer. “No more…. pleeeassseeee” he begged Darren. Darren started rabbit fuck Michael’s cunthole.. “Here it comes faggot. Take my seed…. take my toxic load you fucking whore.” He erupted into Michael’s ass and enjoyed the massage Michael’s hole was still giving him due to the tit torture, he was still receiving. Darren growled and pulled Mike down to him. The boy was glad the pinching had stopped but he felt still the slow fucking motions of the Darren’s cock, still buried inside his snatch. “You fucking whore…. stupid Bitch” he grumbled. “I'm going to see you in hell you dirty cumdump….” he whispered to Michael. Michael almost froze in place. Darren pushed the twink from his body and stood up. He snatched his pants and started dressing up while glaring at the young adolescent. Michael was almost paralyzed. He was on his back. On the dirty mattress. His legs were slightly spread and he stared at Darren with a lack of understanding. “You got what you deserved, you little punk” Darren hissed and spat onto Michael face. ‘See you in hell’, were the words that lingered in his mind…..

Thanks y'all. This story has a long arc, so I planned quite a few chapters. It starts in 1998 and I'm operating on the premise that the BB party in Chaser is in 2012. As long as y'all still like it, I'll keep going. How It All Began (I Guess) Hi guys, I'm Zach. I'm 18, a senior in high school, 5'10", play soccer and baseball. I'm in pretty decent shape. I go to school on Long Island and live with my brother and my parents. My family is really religious (Jewish) and we go to temple all the time. I'm also gay. But I feel like my head wants to scream "gay, gay, gay, gay, gay" all the time. I'm not out. I can't be. My dad says stuff all the time about the gays not letting him get his work done because they are so gossipy and how they are always so sexual it's no wonder they have diseases. It's really kind of paralyzing. He doesn't ever care that my mom's brother died of AIDS or that my brother and I had a favorite teacher in school, Mr. Bennett who taught English, and he died of AIDS. My brother and I watched him get sicker in school over months and then one day he stopped coming. I cried and cried for a week. He was so handsome and so funny and smart. I'm going to be an English teacher when I grow up because of him. I just know it. But, damn, my dad can be such an asshole. I just really want to walk around the house sometimes or say at dinner, "I'm gay! Gay, gay, gay, gay, gay." But I don't. I'm in the closet to everyone. And of course, I'm a total fucking virgin. 18 and a virgin. Loser. Long Island has millions of people on it, but our world is small. I've grown up playing league sports - soccer and baseball - and going to local public schools, Hebrew school once a week until I was 13, and temple. It's the same group of people. I've known them my whole life. Sometimes people come and go, like my best friend 2 years ago; but mostly it's just the same people. I can't imagine coming out here. My parents would be so ashamed. Ugh. But, all that said, soccer and baseball definitely provide some sexual release. OMG! The guys arms in the baseball uniforms and the legs in soccer shorts. Drool. I've played on the same team with most of these guys since I was little, or went to Hebrew school, or......ok, you get the point. So, it feels weird that I totally perv on them and then go home and jerk off to them. I jerk off to me sucking their dicks and tasting their cum. I jerk off to feeling their bodies and them feeling mine. Eli is my favorite to jerk off too. We play soccer together. We've played together for 10 years. He is not the most popular guy. His brother is in college locally, so he hangs out with his brother's friends a lot and not really with the "group." He has tight curly light brown hair, a hairless body except for a treasure trail and some hair on his ass that I've seen in the shower. Ugh, his smile is so fucking sexy. Things changed with Eli last weekend. We had a great game the other day and Eli's brother was there. He used to play soccer with us. We beat the other team 3-2. It was close and we fought hard to keep the ball down field. We were a fucking sweaty mess when the game ended. There was Eli's brother smiling and cheering. It was great. He came over and said the parents were out of town and let's all do back to their place for pizza. Our parents, of course my dad wasn't there, all said yes and after we all got cleaned up I swear it was like a minivan caravan over to Eli's house. My mom and the other mom's stayed for a bit. Eli's brother opened a bottle of wine for them and then another. What we didn't know is that Eli's brother convinced some of the mom's to let their guys stay over and have beers and watch movies. There were about 10 of us left and Eli's brother when the mom's left. Eli told us our folks said we could stay over. I don't know when the pizza was ordered but it showed up just when our mom's were leaving and they all chipped in for the food - drunken Jewish suburban Long Island ladies looking for money in their purses and talking loudly. It's so embarrassing and so funny. I was sitting between Eli and one of the other guys and we were fucking rolling laughing. Pizza set up in the kitchen, Eli's brother opens the beer fridge. He says we could have beer as long as we stayed at the house. At first we were slow about it and then we were drinking faster. Eli loosened up and so did I. We were laughing a lot. They other guys had basically spread out in a circle in the living room and we played a stupid game of truth or dare for awhile. The most anyone did for a dare was I had to take off my shorts and shirt and stay that way the whole game and a couple of guys made other guys kiss each other. Fuck, that kissing made me hard and I had to cover myself with a pillow. Eli was the last guy to have to kiss another guy and he was told to kiss our goalie - Rich. I was so fucking jealous. I think I turned red and blushed because I felt my body get hot. After that, Eli's brother, Ian, turned on a movie. Boogie Nights. He popped some popcorn and we ate cold pizza. Eli, Rich and I (I wanted to stay close in case they kissed again) went to get more beers. Instead, Eli grabbed some whiskey and we made whiskey and cokes and went back to watch the movie. I was still in my boxers from the game. I couldn't find my clothes yet since the living room was dark. We went back and our seats on the couch were taken. So Rich laid down on the floor and Eli and I sat on the floor leaning our backs on the end of the other couch. We were drinking and our shoulders were touching. I was so crazy horny for Eli that I thought I would stop breathing. I just kept drinking my drink because I wanted to cool down but I didn't know it just made you warmer - I was thinking, "it's got ice in it. it's cold right. it should cool me off." Eli noticed I was empty and he asked if I wanted more. I said sure. He got up and put his hand on my bare shoulder as he stood. His hand felt so soft and nice. Eli came back with the drinks. It's the scene were Dirk shows the Colonel his cock. Eli hands we my drink, sits down right next to me, legs touching, arms touching and leans over and says, "That cock must be huge." I gulp my drink and say yeah. Eli puts his hand between us and I feel his fingers touching my naked thigh just below my boxers. I don't say anything. We watch the rest of the movie. Guys are falling asleep. Ian comes over to Eli, who moves is hand a bit for the first time, and says most of the guys are passed out down here. If there are guys awake once it's over, put them in the family room and the spare bedroom. If you need more space, I can take one of the guys in my room; but you shouldn't. Ian then says to me, "You should feel free to stay in Eli's room." I think Eli and I must've totally blushed. I was a little drunk and I stammered something like, no need. Ian said, "dude you're our guest, no worries." Then, Ian went to bed. We had one more drink and then we finished the movie and with that hot scene seeing Dirk's cock at the end I got hard. Eli, his hand back on my thigh and boxer shorts now, noticed. He smiled. He sent me to clean up in the kitchen a bit and he got the guys all sorted out. He came back in the kitchen as i was throwing out the plates and he said, "Ready for bed?" I said yes and he took my hand and we went upstairs and shut his door. He pulled me to him and kissed me. It was my first kiss from a guy ever. I was so into it. I almost cried. He felt so right. His hands were all over me and I was a bit stunned into inaction. He took off his shirt and put my hands on him. I rubbed my hands all over his shoulders and back and I kissed his neck and chest. As I lowered myself to kiss his chest, he put is hands on my shoulders and pushed me gently down to my knees. I looked up at him and he slid my hands down to the waistband of his shorts. I felt is rock hard cock. I looked Eli in the eyes, hesitated, and pulled is shorts and briefs off. It was Eli's cock. He said, kiss it. I did. He said, open your mouth. I did. He asked me if I wanted to suck his cock. I said yes. He sat on his bed, spread his legs and i slid my hands over is naked thighs and I literally moaned out loud and I took is cock in my mouth. I didn't really know what I was doing so I tried to blow it at first and he said, no suck it. I changed up and started sucking his cock. This is what I always wanted. I was sucking Eli's cock. It tasted salty and sweaty and like him. I kept at it for a few minutes and he said, "I'm cumming." I didn't stop sucking. I felt him blast in my mouth. I loved it. I kept sucking as I swallowed his load. I wanted it all. He had to push me off and said, "Hey it's sensitive after I cum." He stood me up and slid off my boxers and said turn around. I did. He said you have an amazing ass. I said thanks. He pulled me into bed and played with and stroked my cock and sometimes my ass. We talked about it being my first time. He kissed me and said I was good at it. He asked if I wanted to try something else. I asked what he was thinking and he said fucking. I said, I'm not ready. I've never done that. He kept stroking me and he kissed me a lot. He said, "I guarantee that you will cum if I fuck you." His cock was rock hard again. I was stroking him some. I was scared. He looked at me and kissed me hard. I let him roll me on my back and he reached over to the nightstand for some vaseline. He opened the jar, put some on my dick and on his dick. We stroked together and kissed. Then he pushed my legs open and I spread them. He put some more vaseline on his fingers and started to play with my ass. He kept saying how great an ass I have. The first finger hurt and I lost some of my erection. He stroked and kissed me more as he eased his finger in and out of me. One and then two. I winced at two and he said, "Let me know when two feels good with no pain Zach." In a few minutes, I told him there was no more pain. He added a more vaseline and put a third finger in my ass. I winced again, but then tought of something. Health class! We need water based lube. I asked if vaseline was water based. I said, "We need to use water based lube with condoms." He smirked and said, "Don't worry. We will. I'm just opening you up using this stuff because it works better. The water lube isn't as good for your first time." He was fingering me and stroking me and it made sense. I was stroking is lubed cock. He said, "Tell me wen you want my cock inside you." After a few minutes, I did. I wanted his cock so much. He said, "Do you have a condom?" I said, "Yes! Don't you!" He said, "My mom found my stash this morning before she left and took them. She said we need to have a talk when my parents are back." I said, "That sucks. I have one in my wallet." We both looked at each other, realizing that my shorts were somewhere else in the house. "Fuck!" we said in unison. He pulled his fingers out of my ass and laid on his back. My ass felt empty. We kissed and I knew he was disappointed. So was I. He was more distant now. Not even really touching me for the first time in hours. It felt so lonely there next to him, not talking or touching. I had just done so much and I wanted to do more. I looked at him. He was looking away from me and stroking his cock. I took some more vaseline and started stroking his cock for him. He stopped and looked at me. I got up and straddled him. Our cocks were touching. I started to kiss him again. I never wanted this feeling to go away. He was playing with my ass again and pulled me up his body some so he could finger me. He did and it felt so good having his fingers inside me again. Now there was one or two from both hands. I winced every once in awhile because it was awkward and he was stretching my asshole from both sides. I reached behind me because his cock had slid below me as he was fingering me. I stroked his cock as he fingered me. I put his cock on my ass cheeks as is fingers played with my ass. Eventually I was rubbing his cock on my ass crack and he was stroking my cock. I looked at him and kissed him a lot. Then I rose up and put his uncovered cock on my virgin ass. I sat down and his cock pushed past my first ring. I almost screamed in pain. But I had to hold it because the house was full of our friends. He added more vaseline and I lowered my ass slowly down his uncovered cock. I felt his hair on my ass. I was all the way down. He cock was inside me. I was in a lot of pain. I told him. He said, "The pain will go away, just wait." I kissed him and he stroked me. I started to move to ride his cock. I knew we should be using condoms, but I just wanted him. I didn't care at that point. I started riding more and more until I could hear the bed squeaking, him moaning and me moaning. I was rock hard and loving his cock in me. I loved him. I loved how he made me feel - sexy, wanted, desired, happy. I was getting close. He said he was going to cum. I went to get off his cock. He said, "Let me cum in your ass." I knew it wasn't safe to do that. But I kept riding his uncovered cock. I wanted him so much. He came inside me. I was in heaven. I felt him cum and it spurt in my ass. I kissed him to keep the noise down. I came when he kissed me back and shot all over his abs. I rested that way laying on him for a while, his cock in me, his cum inside me, and I was so happy. In a bit I got off him and we cleaned up and fell asleep in is bed. I was hooked. That felt so amazing.

Fuckin hot experience bro I luv Marine cocks n loads ! About 3 years ago I spent a weekend with 3 big n very horny hung Marines n no holes was left unfilled I walked funny n shit Marine babys for a week I deffo need a repeat of that time

Trust me it is hotter to do it fully clothed -- especially if you're into wet clothes and piss. You should try it. Most of my piss play sessions involve me bottoming in jeans and a t-shirt or sweatshirt -- I love the feeling of wet clothes. When you get pissed on naked most of the piss runs off and/or drys right away but if you do it in your clothes you can be piss wet and smelling of piss for as long as you like. No better way to attract a piss top for another hot wet session than to wander around soaking wet and smelling of piss.

Part 3 I could not concentrate for the next two days. I would just sit at work thinking about what I had done, I could lose everything for some cheap thrills. My days were a blur, even the hubby thought I might be coming down with something. He felt a little bad for me since he was leaving out of town for the weekend. He had a soft ball tournament out of town; he was part of the local gay league. I pretended to I wanted him to stay, knowing full well he could not. I also felt relieved. I did not know what Sir would text me or what he actually wanted me to do and I would prefer to have my space to figure it all out. Maybe if I did what Sir tells me the first time he will be more understanding? The day finally came; the hubby had left for his tournament right after work with one of his team mates. It was Friday night; I sat in front of the TV having a drink to calm my nerves. I tried to have dinner but the nerves killed my appetite. *Ding* I jumped; I looked down at the phone, 9:03 pm, from Sir. My hands shook as I picked up my phone: “There is a box at your door, put on the stuff that is on there, and only that. Go to: 58932 Springfield Rd. Park across the street and text me back when you are there, make sure your ass is clean. Be there at 10PM, don’t text me till you get there or else” I went to my front door, there was a box, I looked around but saw nobody. It scared me a little; I had never actually given Sir my address. I opened the box, there was a collar, two wrist cuffs, jockstrap, short running shorts…if it wasn’t for the jockstrap my could would fall out and you could clearly see the bottom of my ass cheeks. There was a butt plug and tennis shoes. Nothing else. I walked out of my house, shaking a bit. I was nervous, should I do this? Is this dangerous? What am I getting myself into? What if I just told the hubby what was going on? But what if he didn’t understand, what if he got mad and left me, I could not risk that. I pulled up a block away from the address I was given, it was 9:55. I had never been to this part of town, it wasn’t the worst but it wasn’t the best either. I wasn’t sure what to expect and was scared shitless. At 9:59 I parked across the street from the given address. Exactly at 10 I texted Sir: “Here Sir” “Glad you can follow orders boy. Go to the address provided; do not knock on the door. Go down the left side of the house, there is a red brick walkway, go all the way to the back to the back yard, there will be a table with a blind fold. Set your belongings on the table and put the blind fold on and wait. No more texting until I text you unless you want your hubby to see what a good little slut catcher his husband is” I nervously got out of my car and walked down the side, I could smell the stench of piss in the air. It was dark and I could not really see where I was going. I tripped a few times along the way and popped into a back yard. It was a large backyard, dark, I couldn’t see much. I spotted the table and walked over, all I had on my was my cell phone and my car keys. I set them in a basket that was on the table and put on the blind fold. Then I just stood there for what seemed forever. I listened for anything but could not hear a thing. Then all of a sudden, there was a presence next to me. My back stiffened. I had not heard him sneak up on me. A leash was latched on to the collar on my neck. I felt a yank pull me forward. I started to speak but felt a slap across my face but still no voice. I was going to speak again but figured I should just play along to be safe. I was taken into a room, I could feel the temperature change, the room was warmer, musky. I was taken to what I think was a bench since I can’t really see because of the blindfold and bent over it. Whoever was holding the leash took each hand and chained the cuff to opposite ends of the bench. The leash itself was chained down to the front. I couldn’t really move. I started to panic and wrestle with the chains. I felt a hard blow on my ass and I yelped, it felt like a paddle. I felt a second blow; I yelped again, tears streaming down my face. What had I gotten myself into? I ball gag was put on me to keep the noise level down. All you could hear was my moaning with every whack, I could feel my ass cheeks burning from the sting. It finally stopped. Was it over? Can I go? I didn’t dare move. The guy left the room. I was left alone for an hour, I thought he would never come back and I would have to somehow escape. When he came back I could tell he was not alone, he had one other person with him. The ball gag was removed from my mouth. A bottle of what smelled like poppers was put under my nose and I took two big sniffs in each nostril. I then felt the tip of a cock on my lips and I opened up. I could tell he was big, uncut and thick. He had a musky smell, like he had just come from the gym and not showered; it was sort of a turn on. He slid his cock in and started to deep fuck my throat, I was gagging but he didn’t care. He just kept driving into my throat. At the same time I felt another cock pressing up against my hole. I was trapped between two men and could not move. I had no clue who was fucking me. The guy on my ass didn’t even take it easy, in one fell swoop he shoved it up my ass, I pulled off the first guys cock and screamed, he took a rag and put it over my mouth, it had been soaked in poppers. For minutes that is all I could breath, I felt like I was about to pass out, and the guy on my ass never missed a beat. The first guy pulled the rag from my face and shoved his dick back down my throat. I flailed around while I was being spit roasted. Had it not been for the chains holding me down I would have fallen off the bench. The guy behind me picked up speed and started slamming into my hole. I could feel my ass burn and stretch with every thrust. He kept slapping my ass as he slammed into me. All of a sudden he grabbed my shoulders and pulled my body back onto his dick. He grunted several times and I could feel his cock expand and dump his load into my hole. By this point I was in heaven, perhaps this was a good decision after all. He pulled out and I felt empty. He came around and feed me his cock, having me clean it, I could taste the iron, smell my ass juices and cum, I knew he had done a number on my hole. The second guy wasted no time getting into my ass while I cleaned the first one. He started pumping hard, with every thrust my throat went deeper on the dick I was trying to clean. It didn’t take him long to bust. He bit into my shoulder as he thrusted his cock deep into me and deposited his load too. He came around to have me clean his cock, I started licking it clean and I felt a warm stream start to come out. I started to choke, it was his piss, I had never drank piss before, it was bitter. I didn’t want to piss them off since I was still tied down and I did my best to drink every drop. He was almost done pissing when I felt a second warm stream on my hole. I was never into piss but this was starting to feel hot. Then there was silence, I heard some movement and a voice: “I am going to unchain you, after I do, count to 100 and you can take the blind fold off and leave. You will find your belongings on the table. Do not do it before, you know the rules, don’t break them or we will tell Sir.” The left the room, I heard the door close, I counted to 100 and took the blind fold off. It took a second for my eyes to adjust to the light. As I looked around, all I saw the bench, a table, mirrors, an assortment of toys and what scared me the most, a camera, right in front of where I was, the recording light still blinking. I grabbed my stuff and walked back down the side of the house to my car. I got in and locked the door. I reeked of piss and I was shaking but I also noticed that my cock was rock hard, and my ass was leaking cum. I reached down, dipped a finger into my hole and brought it to my lips. My phone pinged; I had a text from Sir: “Good job boy, you are good at following orders. I hope you are ready for more; we have a long night ahead of us. You might have noticed the camera in the room, I have you on film. Do as I say or your husband gets a copy. Go to the following address, don’t text me until you get there: 87481 Main St More to come……

Part 2: Matt and I carried on like this for the rest of his work assignment. We would go out, have drinks, come back to his place and fuck like rabbits, he would then send me home with a couple loads up my ass. I loved it; I loved every minute of it. Knowing that I was doing something I was not supposed to made it so exciting. The hottest part was being with the hubby and him not knowing I had another guys load up my ass. All good things must come to an end though. Matt completed his 6 month work assignment and went back to Chicago. I was ok at first, but after a few weeks I started craving another guy’s load again. I started trolling the apps for cum. I had the usual headless profile pic saying I was looking for right now on the down low and couldn’t host. I hooked up with a few guys, but none were as hot as Matt. After a few months of being a slut, this guy on Recon hit me up. I was fairly new to the app, one of the guys that was shooting a load up my ass once mentioned it and I figured it would give it a try. It looked a little hard core but to be honest, the idea of submission and leather all turned me on. I had noted on my profile that I was a married bareback cum dump that loved to take loads, any load. I hesitated to respond to the message, it had that warning message at the bottom that said the profile had been recently created, you never know now a days. I read over his profile. He had a headless photo, nice body. Total Dom Daddy, mid 40s. The rest of his pics were of of three sub bottoms who had been collared. Now, the Daddy was 100 miles away which might not sound all that far away, but with our traffic, that could easily be hours of driving. I don’t know what came over me, maybe I was horny, maybe it was the pics of the collard subs, or perhaps it was the body pic of the dom daddy, but I decided to respond. It was a pretty simple reply, “Hello Sir” We chatted back and forth, seems he travelled down to my area of town a few times a month. He saw my ass pics and profile, wanted to reach out to see if I was interested in being one of his collared boys. I explained to him that I was actually married and all my activity was on the down low. While he was a bit disappointed he couldn’t really collar me full time the idea of controlling another man’s husband turned him on. We chatted back and forth for a couple weeks getting to know each other, exchanging pictures. I started calling him Sir; the sound of it turned me on. We went from Recon to exchanging telephone numbers which led to having actual conversations. After a couple weeks he made a proposition to me, suggesting “I like you boy. You sound like a hot little cum dump. As you know, I travel down to your neck of the woods a few times a month and know a lot of tops who would love to breed your pretty little pussy. Become my cum dump toy. I'll set up breeding sessions for you where you have only to show up and take the loads. Interested? I promise that it will all be safe, all these are guys I personally know, I won’t let them hurt you, unless you want them too. Think about it for a few days, let me know. But don’t take too long. You wouldn’t want me to accidentally send the pics you sent me to your hubby.” A chill went down my spine, Click, the line went dead. I tried calling back but no answer; I left a voicemail and sent a text, but nothing. I started to think of all the pictures I had sent him. There were a lot of naked pictures showing my face. I didn’t know what to do. An hour later I received a text from Sir, “In two days you will get a text from me, follow orders or else.” That was it, I replied back but he never got back to me, I went to bed that night, tossed and turned, what had I gotten myself into…. More to come…..

CHAPTER 12: Chris: As far back as I could remember I hated wearing clothing. It seemed completely normal thing for me to be naked just about any time I was at home, and as I waited for Mark, I chuckled thinking 'I've also been naked in a number of the examination rooms at work'. In any event, it wasn't particularly uncommon for me to be naked, even when my friends were visiting. This was in addition to, of course, those occasions when a guy was visiting and when we intended to fool around. So, when my little brother Tyler asked to move in with me, I felt the need to make two things very clear: first, that I rarely wore clothing at home, (and that I wasn't about to start just because my baby bro was around), and second, we both would, at some point, have a guy over for sex, so, when this happened, we had to go out of our way to avoid any awkwardness. While I generally thought Tyler was more-or-less relationship-oriented, he agreed with my points without any hesitation, which suggested we were more alike than I thought, and indeed it turned-out Tyler preferred being naked almost as much as did I. I’m the first to admit I feel pervy sometimes – more than once I’ve caught myself staring at Tyler's cock, and as he was at my place most of the time, and when at home we’re both naked, I had to admit there was a part of me that really, really wanted him. I knew he has caught me several times looking at his body, especially when he was standing in front of the fridge with the door open. In that position his cock was distinctly visible, and sometimes the tip almost looks wet. In fact once it was so wet I'd swear it was dripping. In fact, if you asked me I’d swear he was deliberately presenting himself for my pleasure, because when his eyes have caught me looking at him 'that way', he usually shoots a grin at me, but a few times he has returned the same look back. I felt like I was teasing myself. We watched TV together, usually ate together and on one occasion we even jacked off together. The day after that occasion I jacked off twice reminiscing about the experience. I've also found myself reminiscing over the occasion long ago when we fooled around, but most of interest stems from his having moved into the apartment, and we began regularly seeing each other naked. Naturally the thought of having sex with him left me boned-up, just as watching him move about the house, as he is right now, makes my cock leak. I think I’m probably going to leave a permanent precum stain on this couch. Tyler might be my brother and he might have someone coming over, but right now I don’t care. I just want to bury my face in his ass and listen as he begs his big brother to breed him. I seriously need to fuck or be fucked, and then a thought goes through my head, 'You should find some big-brother/little-brother porn'. I took a few moments from thinking about Tyler to find one of my favorite bareback sex vids on XTube and cast it to the TV. The video buffered for a few second and then began to load. As the video began, it was immediately apparent the volume on the sound setting was too high, and the first word that blared out of the guy in the video was the noun 'Tyler'! Startled, I grabbed the remote, cranking the volume back to something normal, grabbed my wet cock, teasing the piss-slit as I waited for the action to get going. The video, labeled 'Two Brothers Bareback', got me real hot. The two actors didn't waste time getting into it; supposedly they are real brothers. I dip my finger into the nice flow of pre-seminal fluid flowing out of my cock and brought a nice drop to my mouth to get a taste as the 'brothers' in the film were making out. Barely a moment later and Tyler popped into the room just like last time, “Hey … what was …", and then he looks at me stroking, then the TV, which showed the younger brother sucking his older brother’s cock. Then Tyler looked back at me, that same sly grin crossing his face. In the span of just a few seconds Tyler flopped down on the couch, joining me in another jack off session. This time, however, he sat so close to me I could readily feel the warmth of his body surrounding me. Tyler picked-up and skimmed the video jacket. From the state of my cock, it was undoubtedly obvious to Tyler that brother-brother porn turned me on. The guys in the video switched to a '69' position, and by then Tyler’s hand had found his cock and he was slowly stroking himself. Comparing our respective cocks, I noted with satisfaction we were both leaking a fair amount of precum and I considered leaning over for a taste when Tyler surprised me by looking over at me, grinning, and then sliding his thumb against my piss-slit, scooping up my precum, and savoring my fluids. Then he immediately went back to watching the video. So we went back to working our cocks. Tyler very casually moved closer and closer against me, and I, of course, had no intention of stopping him. In fact I moved my left arm and took him around his his shoulder, encouraging him to move as close as was possible. By this point the on-screen brothers had progressed to fucking, even as they made out. Looking over at me, Tyler gave me another smile, which I returned before shifting my gaze to my cock, then back at him. His face was so close to mine. Looking in his eyes, I could tell he felt the same longing I was experiencing. Looking down at my rigid cock, Tyler licked his lips, and then looked back up at me. I couldn't take my eyes off of Tyler. We moved even closer together, our eyes locked, closer, closer, and close we moved. 'This is it, I’m about to make out with my baby brother', I thought. Hearing the guys on screen approaching orgasm, I involuntarily glanced at the screen, as did Tyler, but just for a second - we immediately turned back to each other, and as Tyler turned his lips towards mine, his lips nearly touching mine - just at the moment I thought it was going to happen, we heard the door. “Oh Fuck! Cody’s here,” Tyler exclaimed as he leapt off the couch and headed for the door, adding under his breath "Damn, I need this so bad.” Next I heard he greet Cody saying "Hey sexy!" and as they stepped inside the room they shared a brief kiss. Cody smiled a greeting at me, asking with amusement “Do either of you even own any clothes?” Getting to my feet, Cody and I gave each other a hug, and, as I did so, I admired his look - track shorts and tank top looked good on him, as did his distinctive aroma. As we separated, Cody turned to Tyler with the instruction “Go get ready.” Tyler nearly knocked me down as he barreled out of the living room, and then turning back to me Cody commented "It's been a while … we need to get together again sometime,” feeling-up my cock. “Sounds good to me. I hear this thing is packing a punch now,” I replied, exploring cock back, adding “It’s so hot you’re breeding Tyler.” “He’s got the most amazing ass.” “I know … I see it all the time, trust me.” “Speaking of … I need to breed this ass also,” he remarked as he grabbed my butt. “Yeah you do … can’t let that guy Jake have all the fun.” “No joke he’s been fucking you?” I replied with a huge smile “Yeah, it's so hot … pretty sure he’s the one that tagged me.” Cody expression clearly approved. My smile was even more expansive. But back to the moment. Looking intently at Cody, I softly said “Fuck him on my bed.” He looked at me with a quizzical expression. “The bookcase,” I remarked, adding “Trust me … explain later.” Accepting my instructions, he nodded, and, giving me a small smile, headed back towards the bedrooms. I got back to my laptop and connected to the camera I had hidden in the bookcase of my bedroom. The image was mostly dark. When the bedroom lights came on I immediately hit record. There on my laptop was my baby brother looking almost a little guilty. Smiling, I thought he was probably wondering if I complain when I realized he was fucking on my bed. Far from it, I added. Just then Cody walk into the room, naked, of course. “Good boy … you cleaned and lubed?” Cody asked. I can hear them perfectly including the muffled 'Yup' from Tyler who's face was somewhat buried in my comforter. “Be right back” Cody commented as he abruptly left the room. Coming down the hallway, he through me a knowing smile, stepped into the bathroom, but didn't close the door. The sound of his strong stream of piss hitting the bowl started my mind in thinking about it. Getting back on the laptop, a few seconds later, Cody re-entered the bedroom. This time it appeared he had a prescription bottle or something of that sort in his hand. “These yours?” Tyler sat up, glanced over replying “Yeah, they're mine.” “I thought you wanted this,” Cody asked, gesturing at his cock. "Are you lying to me?” “I do … I … I stopped taking them a few weeks ago." “So why do you still have them?” “I don’t know.” “Go flush ‘em ……. now.” Cody was obviously ordering Tyler to flush the remainder of his PrEP prescription. Tyler got up, but instead of going to the hallway bathroom I see him disappear into mine, and then quickly hear a toilet flush. It’s obvious Tyler is giving Cody the empty bottle back, “Good boy … don’t want you having second thoughts.” “I want this Cody,” he replied, grabbing Cody’s cock. “Good boy. Now, lay back down. I need your ass." Cody begins rubbing Tyler’s ass as he slowly works his tongue into it, I can hear Tyler moaning, if earlier is any indication he’s more than ready to go. I hear the back door open slowly, and get up to see Mark making his way towards me … we smile at each other. I kiss him and show him the laptop screen, zooming to full screen, Cody is clearly taking pleasure in eating Tyler’s hole. “I want to be doing that!”, Mark pipes up, “Me too … get naked”. Mark removes his clothes and when he gets to his underwear he hesitates, looking at me, then he lowers his underwear and I see his cock all locked up nice and tight. I must seem surprised, “Cody’s idea … says it won’t come off until I get the right test result”, “Hot”, the only word that escapes my mouth as we look at each other. We sit down on the couch and watch Cody servicing Tyler’s ass with his tongue, Tyler is moaning at this point and it’s very obvious he wants a cock inside him. We watch as Cody moves from eating Tyler’s ass to dropping a big wad of spit on it. Mark is sitting close to me, almost as close as Tyler was earlier, but unlike me he’s not touching his cock, “That must be hell”, I think. I stroke my cock a few times then reach over and grab Mark’s empty hand and put it on my cock, he immediately takes over for stroking me. We’re both watching as Cody gets his cock into Tyler’s vulnerable, exposed hole, Cody looks over at the camera and grinned. I thought 'Okay, yeah, he definitely knows', then he looked back down at Tyler as his cock starts to disappear into my brother’s ass. “Ahhhh … ahhhh … ahhhh … fuck”, Tyler muttered, followed by a “Yeah,” but Cody didn't pause, instead kept up the constant pressure as he worked his cock all the way into Tyler. Tyler is breathing heavy and Mark and I can’t take our eyes off of the screen as we watch his boy slowing move that unmedicated poz cock in and out of my brother’s raw hole. “So hot,” Mark remarked in awe. “This what you want babe … you want that poz cock”, “Yes”, “Say it … say it again, “I want your poz cock”. Cody continues fucking Tyler, but I know he likes hot verbal same as I do. “Say your whole name and convince me you want this or I’ll put out right now and he stops fucking Tyler, his cock inside him, but not moving. “I’m …”, “Head up slut … look at the wall, … other wall”, interrupting Tyler. I swear Tyler looks directly into the camera and Mark and I both hear the words, “I’m Tyler Joshua Parks and please Cody, please fuck your HIV-positive cum into my HIV-negative ass. I’m ready to be HIV+ and I want you to do it. I want to be HIV+ positive just like you”, all three of us at the same time, “So hot”. Tyler did that so easily, part of me wonders if he did something similar with his ex Jeremy. “Head back down boy”, Cody looks over at the book case with an evil grin, I’d swear he heard us. Cody starts fucking Tyler again, “Sounds like you really do want this Ty … that’s good because I’m horny as fuck and I’ve got a huge load saved up for you”, he says as he continues to move back and forth. It’s obvious Cody is a good top, the way he moves back and forth slowing, then jackhammering his bottom, I think, “I really need some of that poz cock inside me, too”. Mark starts sucking my cock as we continue to watch and listen to Cody bang Tyler, at this point Cody is full on banging Tyler’s ass as hard as he can and they are both begging for relief. “Ahhh… careful, don’t make me cum yet”, I say to Mark and he slows up his ministrations on my cock; if I don’t cum soon though I might get blueballs. “I’m going to fuck you poz little man … you ready for that?”, “Yes”, Cody repeats the question, “You ready for that?”, Tyler lifts his head up again, “Yes … I’m ready to convert Cody, please, please just do it”. Mark goes back to slow stroking my cock, I rub his chest and nipples, “Ahhhh …. Owww owww”, I had forgotten about his caged cock, “Sorry”, “s’ok”. Cody’s orgasm is getting closer the moans are getting louder and the words are just huffs of air as he rides Tyler. Tyler looks like he’s trying to impale himself on Cody’s cock to get it as deep as it can go. “Ohhhhhh… ahhhhhhhhh… ahhhhhhhh…. I’m gonnnna cum … I’m gonna cum”, we both stop moving to watch, “OH FUCK! FUCK! FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!”, “Ahhhhhhhhhh”, we hear both of them and its obvious Cody is dumping a huge load of toxic sperm into Tyler’s ass, “Take it … take it! Ahhhhhhh… ahhhhhhh… fuck”, we hear him. “Yes … ahhhh… so good”, from Tyler. Mark and I are dripping with sweat and precum as the entire scene unfolds right in front of us, “FUCK!”, I hear Mark. After a minute or so go by Tyler remarked “You’re still hard.” “Yeah, it happens,” Cody responded, his hips gyrating a bit as he added "especially when I want to breed you again, but this time in the other room." With that he withdrew his hard, wet cock from Tyler’s hole with the instruction “Don’t move yet.” Cody then stepped into my bathroom and returned with one of my white hand towels, saying “Sit up, Tyler." Which, of course, Tyler promptly did, and nodded in agreement when Cody asked "You trust me, right?” Without a word of explanation Cody used the towel as a blindfold, and after confirming Tyler couldn't see anything, remarked “Good! Let’s go fuck on the couch”, “But Ch’ … “, “Don’t care who’s hear I want to fuck you on the couch. I’ll guide you." The two made their way out of my bedroom, down the hallway and into the living room where Cody murmured "Good boy, Tyler," as he exchanged a smirk with me. I pauses the recording, noiselessly set the laptop aside and watched as Cody instructed Tyler to get on his knees in the arm chair. Tyler again complied, and when he was in position, facing the back of the chair, Cody explained "Okay, you can lean forward. It's just a chair. Fuck, man, I wanna breed you again so bad." Tyler complied willingly. “Don’t move," Cody instructed.

With all the warm weather in the UK as of late, I felt the urge to be a cumbucket, so one day at lunch time I headed off to the local cruising grounds, my hole lubed and ready for seed. I had decided to allow anyone and everyone to fuck me, as long as he went in raw. The first lad was in his mid 20s. I sucked his nice 6.5" cock hard, and then turned round, giving him full access. Without a word he pushed his raw cock into my hole and started pounding away. The second was a skinhead in his 40s who appeared while I was being used by the lad. The skinhead unzipped, presenting a lovely eight incher, and slid into my mouth. Meanwhile the younger guy was picking up pace and, with one final, hard thrust, dropped his load inside. Then he pulled-out and left without a word. The skinhead quickly turned me round and slid his raw cock in and started to pound; scarcely five minutes later he rammed a load balls-deep and abruptly left. Number three was a complete stranger as I never saw him. I remained in position, bent over holding onto a chain fence and within a minute a finger slid into my sloppy hole, to be followed by his good sized cock. I didn't allow myself to check him out, I simply allowed a complete stranger to use my cunt. And he did. After ten minutes of pounding, I heard a load groan and (apparently) he was finished. Number four. By this point there was clearly someone waiting as, no sooner had the third guy withdrawn from my hole, I was filled-up again by a monster of a cock. This time I knew I had to look, and in so doing recognized number four was a local muscle bi who would only fuck me if I had a cummy hole. This chap had no skill at fucking, he was just a rammer and from experience I knew he would cum super quick. And so it was. In less than a minute he unloaded, and puling-out, said 'Cheers' and walked off. Now, I was wearing only shorts so I pulled them up, even as the cum ran down my legs and went for a walk. Then I spotted number five: an older, well-dressed chap. We headed into deeper into the bushes and I found his jeans hid a handsome eight inch cock. Within seconds of me sucking him, he was fingering my sloppy hole, and it didn't take he long before he spun me round, rimmed me and slid his cock inside. Unlike number four, this guy was a good slow fuck and hit the spot with every stroke, essentially making me cum without the necessity of touching myself. After twenty minutes or so I was rewarded me with a gift. And then we parted ways. I decided to head home so I started back to the car. En route, however, I spotted a regular so I let him dump a load in my hole. All in all it was a great afternoon: the chance to be a complete slut in the fresh air!

When I get the cumbucket urge, that's to say, I will happily bent over for anyone as long as they go in raw and give me a gift at the end! There is a fantastic spot over by Birmingham airport which I nip into when visiting a client. Last time I went in summer, six guys filled my hole while one used my throat. One of the six was a hot daddy with a massive cock (easily a beer can in thickness, and nine inches in length). He started off by plunging into my ass raw and then a suited business type guy presented his uncut seven inch cock for me to suck. Beyond these two guys, I had no idea who the other five guys were who filled my hole as the man in the business suit kept me busy with his cock. Afterwards a twink who showed up on his bike, and I got to watch a daddy breed him, so I decided to empty my poz load into him. I used some of the cum out my own hole as lube for my cock and fucked him deep. He didn't ask any questions, he simply took my babies without even looking up. When I left a skinhead was fucking him. I must admit I was a bit jealous as the skinhead had a thick eight inch cock (with a PA) and I would have loved it had he mixed-up the cream in my cunt.

i haven't seen the video. sorry. I think there are only 2 scenes. If that's the case, then i am the hairy bottom, which would be scene 2.

I go to Rainbow Cabaret or just to sex parties.I try to stay loaded up all the time.True cum junkie here

The only thing I want to find in the bottom's pussy is other loads.

It seems pretty clear that most of the bottoms responding to this thread like their asses call pussy/cunt. For me, it's not meant to be demeaning. It's just one of the many forms of Dom/Sub. Lot's of guys like to be referred to as faggot, cocksucker, whore, cumdump, etc. When I'm breeding a guy I'm breeding his pussy, pigpussy, cunt, pigcunt.

Part 4: showtime Recap: Abel was a good boy with no real ambition, but his boss at the local pool slowly transformed him into a go-getter with an amazing body. This attracted trouble, so after his girlfriend cheated on him with his best friend, he went to visit his old boss who is now a coach at a university. They spent the week ignoring their desires, but now they have been partying with some guys, and Abel thinks the coach might have seen him and the dealer jerking off together in the guest room upstairs. Right now he is happy to pretend it didn’t happen while the guys take turns posing and being judged by one another, to see if they agree on who is hottest. Now… Part 4: Westy looked amazing in the briefs that were at least one size too small for him. His hard cock pushed the crotch out as he flexed his large tan arms, and made his massive hairy pecs dance. Abel could feel himself getting hornier and hornier, but his cock was staying soft. When Westy sat down, each of the guys wrote his score out of ten on a scrap of paper and tossed it in a Ziploc marked “Westy” on the side. Next was Eddie. Abel had barely a chance to speak to Eddie before now, but seeing what the wrestling coach looked like in a pair of white calvin kleins made him much more motivated. With dark hair, olive skin, a goatee and a dusting of hair across his chest and down towards his crotch, he personified masculine energy. At first he kept his back to the others, posing and flexing his back, legs and butt, which almost burst from the undies he borrowed from Mike, even though the two men were the same height. Abe was almost drool over the round ass, picturing his cock sliding between the cheeks and piercing the hole, the same way he had with Lane when he took her anal virginity. He tried putting a female face on the body but only seemed to get a reaction from his cock when he went ahead and pictured Eddie instead. Still his cock wouldn’t get hard, even when Eddie turned around and everyone gasped at the clearly defined outline of what looked like a soda can, but was clearly his uncut cock. It wasn’t too long in its semi-hard state, but it definitely had enough length to be intimidating, especially combined with the girth! Third was Chris, and damn was the 19 year old swimmer gorgeous. As he flexed and posed, Abel was reminded of the statue of David, only David wasn’t stroking his hard cock in his BVDs for everyone to see. When Abel saw the brand of undies on the boy, not to mention how loose they were, it dawned on him that they were no pair of his. A jolt of hormones surged through him when it dawned on him that these were the same pair Westy had traded him for earlier that same evening, right after sucking the teen’s cock and promising to fuck his ass later. The realization got him so hot he was sure his cock would be at full attention, but uncrossing his legs, he found nothing but a flaccid cock and two extremely full balls. Now it was beginning to worry him that he wasn’t able to get it up at all. The word ‘impotent’ floated through his mind as Chris finished up, making him so distracted he missed the fact that Dirk, Westy and Eddie all took a squeeze of his dick before he sat down. Mike was about to go next, when Dirk’s phone went off and he announced that he had to run a few blocks down and make a sale to a friend but he’d be right back. Chris, who’d been his ride, was so drunk and tweaked there was no way he could drive, so Eddie kindly offered instead. As they got dressed, Abel followed Mike to the bar and pulled him quietly aside. After a few awkward attempts to broach the subject, they were interrupted by Eddie and Dirk promising to be right back, and making them all promise to wait until they returned before continuing the show. Everyone swore to hold off, but it was clear that Westy had something else in mind all together. As soon as they heard the front door shut, Abel again began to explain to a very confused Mike, when the Hairy football coach and the swimmer boy called over and asked if the hottub in the backyard was working. “What hottub?” Abel asked, totally clueless. He’d been at the house for nearly a week and as far as he could tell the only thing in the backyard was an old potting shed and some crudely made soccer nets. “It’s just past the shed,” Mike told him, before heading over to the other two guys. “Why don’t you guys go turn it on and get it going, Abel and I will get towels and grab some fresh drinks and meet u out there in a few.” “Don’t come out too quick,” Westy called back to them as he led the inebriated college boy up the stairs and outside. “It will take a while to heat up.” “Lemme guess,” Mike said, not even pretending to do what he promised. Instead he grabbed a couple cups from the bar, mixed three liquids in each and motioned for Abel to follow him upstairs as he continued talking. “You’re freaking out cause you were hard as a rock before when you didn’t want to be, and now your dick won’t grow at all no matter what right?” “Uh, no, man I don’t—know…yeah I guess,” Abel gave in and admitted his mentor was right. How the blonde athletic man-god could possibly know what he was avoiding coming out and saying, was beyond the teen, but he didn’t question Mike’s knowledge anymore, he was finally coming to accept it as fact and move on. “No big deal man,” handing Abel one of the cups as they ascended to the second floor, Mike clearly wanted his bud to drink up, which seemed contrary to getting it up, but the younger male did as instructed and began taking swallows from the solo cup. “Happens to the best of us when we do Tina. Some dudes call it Tina dick. Wouldn’t be a big deal if you were just planning on hanging out with some dudes tonight, but you’re worried you’ll look puny when we resume the contest once Dirk and Eddie get back, am I right?” “What can I do Mike?” Abel asked his good friend, sometime mentor, and new party buddy with such sincerity that the blonde college professor almost felt bad about what he was about to do…Almost. “Two options dude,” Followed by the innocent teen boy, Mike explained what he could do as they walked into Mike’s bedroom through to the bathroom door. He unlocked it as he continued to explain. “One, you drop out of the contest unless you can jerk yourself hard in the next few minutes.” “I tried and it won’t work! Plus if I drop out the other guys will think I am fucking pussy.” Abel was more adamant that Mike had ever seen him before. “Listen to number two and you can see if it is worth trying. Being a fucking pussy might be preferable.” Mike looked at his pal and waited for the boy to calm down enough to nod okay. “The second option is a little blue pill and some focused pressure point massage that will relax the area and bring the blood in.” “Little blue…you mean a hard-on pill?” Abe’s eyes went wide at the thought. “Yeah, but it won’t work alone.” Mike hadn’t been sure he would try this until just a few minutes ago. Usually he did this with girls he partied with, but for some reason he felt the need to use the line on Abel too. “we’ll have to make your prostate relaxed by massaging it with something while you jack off. I’ve done it a couple times with the shower wand over there and it always makes me hard again.” “Prostate massage,” this stopped the boy dead in his tracks. As much as he didn’t want the other dudes to think he was a fucking pussy, it was preferable to being fucked like one, even if it was by a medal wand about the size of an uncooked hot dog. “It’s up to you,” Mike said, turning on the water in the shower, which Abel now realized was actually four shower heads. Looking around, he took in the fact that the “master bedroom” was connected not to your standard master bath, but to what looked like a small locker room. Back by the door was a row of three sinks, followed by a toilet that at one point had probably been in a stall but was now enclosed in a cozy closet-like enclosure for more privacy. Next there was a small wall troff before the break in the tile opened into the shower area, which was none too big but had four shower heads and an opening on the other side which showed a wood bench and some lockers which were repainted and labed with words like “towels” “toilet supplies” “plumbing” “cleaning supplies” etc. “If you decide to back down, I will tell the guys you felt ill and they never need to know.” “Uh thanks….What the hell is this place?” Abel asked, ignoring the fact he still had his shorts and briefs on and walking through the shower spray to check out the other side. “Oh, I told you this was the old hq for the foreign student alliance?” Abel nodded yes, continuing to look around the other end, where there was a professional scale for athletes, and a small wood room that Abel assumed was a sauna. “Before it was an alliance, they tried to make it into a full fledged frat, so this was the bathroom for the three bedrooms on this floor that could house 6 guys each in bunk beds. That door beyond the sauna leads out to my office.” “This is crazy man, all of it.” Abel sat on the bench and squeezed some water from his bball shorts, wondering what he should do. “Can I think about it for a little while?” “Don’t take too long,” Mike said, trying to hide his disappointment. “I’m gonna leave the Viagra on the counter over here, with some soap that you can use to lube up the wand if you want. Meantime, I’ll take the towels out to the other guys. I know you’ll make the brave decision, whatever it is. That’s still what I admire most about you.” As Mike laid out the pill and the soap, Abel finished his drink and watched the handsome man take some towels and head out. He couldn’t tell if it was the booze or the tina or what, but seeing the round, bronze ass walking away in a slightly damp pair of calvin kleins stirred a desire in Abel. Not a sexual desire, but one to please the man who’d done so much for him. Standing up, he walked over to the counter, put the pill in his mouth and downed the rest of his drink. His hands were shaking as he pulled off his clothes, and willed his cock to get hard with no luck. A minute or two of futile stroking passed before he gave in, grabbed the soap and stepped under the water. He cleaned himself thoroughly from head to toe but he decided he’d better get down to business when he felt the alcohol from his last drink kick in. The world got slightly fuzzy as he rubbed soap up and down the metal shaft in his hand, and the sensation took him back the bedroom, when he’d seen and touched his first pierced dick. Come to think of it, it was the first dick other than his own that he ever touched. But the first man cock he’d ever seen was still Mike’s. He closed his eyes and recalled Mike’s perfect body that first day in the pool locker room. Probing the metal wand between his spread ass cheeks, he bent over until he felt the end of it rub across his butt hole. He pictured Lane, hoping it would make it easier, but as the wand slid in, his mind wandered back to Mike and that first encounter. He grimaced through the first few inches, but then began swirling the end around, hoping to hit the prostate as he imagined it should be easy to find. Minutes passed and the wand was now all the way inside him and still he couldn’t figure out where it would do the trick. Squeezing the tube that connected it to the wall faucet he accidentally hit the button on it and his eyes rocketed open as some water did the same thing, but through the wand and into his ass. Pulling on the wand was doing no good, since his ass gripped down hard at the shock, and had the release firmly stuck between his cheeks. As he felt his belly begin to swell, he dawned on the idea that he could just turn off the water, and he quickly turned both knobs until the water stopped. Once his butt relaxed, the wand came out on its own, and Abel danced over to the toilet and released the liquid from his ass. Mortified, he returned to the shower and turned it back on so he could clean himself off, and was shocked when he looked down and his cock was semi-hard. Closing his eyes under the shower, he stroked and let any image he could find float through his consciousness. Before long he was settled on the image of westy swallowing Chris’ cock from earlier, but the faces kept changing to fit him into the scenario. As hot as the image was, his cock wasn’t responding, so Abel took a deep breath, turned the wand on low water pressure and inserted just the tip. His cock responded slowly, but soon he felt the need to return to the toilet and had to release the wand, this time without turning off the water, and ran back to the john. Had he looked at his ass, he might have realized it was now pristine, but he was too busy running back to the shower to try again. So busy in fact, that he almost knocked Mike over on the way in. “Whoa bro, you okay?” Mike helped Abel to his feet and walked him over to the bench by the locker storage. “Guess you decided to try the wand, how’d it work?” “I fucked it up Mike,” Abe laid his head back and covered his face with the towel Mike handed him. One leg on either side of the bench, he looked helpless and naïve, just like the day the two of them met. “I cant find my…thing down there to get me hard. Instead I ended up giving myself an enema accidentally and shot lake Michigan up my ass before I turned it off. I better bow out bro.” Abe’s description had them both chuckling, which turned into full on laughter when Mike tossed in a high pitched laugh followed by “wipeout.” Once the laughter subsided, Mike had straddled the bench as well and was running his hands up and down Abel’s thighs. “I think you just need a little help. Do you trust me?” Mike’s voice was soft and deep now, like when he was whispering team strategies at the meets. Abel wanted to sit up and interact with him, but he was finally relaxed, and he was so high and the thigh massage felt so good, that all he could do was keep the towel over his face and sigh. “Good, don’t move.” Abel heard Mike walk over to the door and turn the lock, then the sound of something being taken from one of the lockers and a light switch being turned off. Suddenly Mike was back on the bench, sliding his own thighs under Abel’s and spreading them up and apart enough that a rush of air blew across the boy’s hole. He sucked in some air when a cool sensation hit his asshole, but relaxed and exhaled as he felt something spreading lube around the hole, working it until something the size of the wand, but warm and soft, pierced Abel’s ass and sunk in a few inches. The towel lifted away and Abel saw that all but the light over this sink was out, and Mike was holding out a tina pipe and torch to him, telling him to take a huge hit. Turning his head to the side, since he couldn’t sit up, Abel melted the rocks in the pipe and sucked in as much smoke as he could until he felt like he’d explode. Unable to breathe in more, he exhaled and began to couch, making his hole spasm, allowing another object like the last one to join inside his ass, and even a third one by the time his coughing stopped. He laid his head back and closed his eyes, catching his breathe, when the objects in his ass bent up and started thrusting slowly back and forth, hitting something on each in and out that sent electric shocks up Abel’s spine. The tina began to wake him up some more, and when he got enough strength to tighten his abs and sit up a little he was shocked to see Mike stroking his thick hard penis in one hand while three of his fingers on the other hand were fucking Abel’s ass. “stop Mike, don’t” Abel began to pull away, but he had no leverage in the position he was in. All he could do is work his abs and try to push off the ground with his arms, which were just long enough to reach, but slide, on the wet tile floor under the bench. Turning to move his arms across his body, he stopped in mid motion when Mike stopped stroking his own dick and began stroking Abel’s instead. The teen’s cock was rapidly hardening and it took only three strokes for it to finally get hard. Giving in physically, Abel began to moan and grunt in between feeble objections. “Time’s up Abel,” The blonde man stopped stroking his young prey and bent his cock down to where his fingers were sliding free from the virgin ass. “I know this is wrong, but I don’t give a fuck. I can’t help what I’m about to do, so you might as well try and enjoy it.” With that final warning, Mike pressed forward with his strong thighs and pulled Abel’s butt back against him. A soft scream erupted from the mouth of the man being penetrated, but quickly his mouth was covered by the mouth of the man raping him. Mike thrust his cock into the sweet, tight ass, and thrust his tongue into the sweet pretty mouth, filling both with no mercy or regret. Abel’s arms pushed with all the strength he could muster, trying to dislodge the Adonis inside him, until the long thick cut dick hit something in Abel and he whimpered and pulled the man closer. “I knew you’d be this good Abel.” The blonde said as he pulled back to an upright seated position, and began banging the ass harder. “I’ve only done this with a few guys, and all of them were homos or at least bi, but somehow I knew I could have you, because I made you. If anyone should get to feel my dick mark them as my territory, it should be you. You chose this the day you chose me over Will back at the pool, and now you’re getting what you deserve.” Abel listened and grunted, trying his damnedest not to reach out and stroke his dick while his mentor raped his ass. He was horrified and horny. Disgusted and delighted. Repulsed but ravenous. His mind was screaming for him to stop, but his body was begging for it never to end. This was as good as anytime with Lane, even as good as the first time, when he felt complete finally after years of aching for something only she could give him. He understood why he hadn’t cheated or messed around with anyone else. It was because he needed someone who would fill a need in him. The need to be seen as worthy, wanted and wicked. Mike was the first person who’d ever made him feel like he could be more, so it seemed only fair that he give more of himself to Mike. “Am I everything you imagined?” Abel was surprised at the sound of his own voice. His hands clawed at Mike’s arms and back as he asked the questions. “Am I as perfect as you wanted me to be? After I did all of this for you, have I become the perfect protégé in every way?” “Fuck yes you have Abel.” Mike was pounding harder now and Abel’s legs were locked around his waist. “I owe everything to you,” Abel was bent practically in half now as Mike stood and pressed his legs back toward his head and fucked him balls deep, in and out, all the way on every stroke. “Everything I’ve done, everything I can do, you gave to me. My confidence, my body, my mind. So it’s all yours. Take it all. Use me for anything and everything you want, and it still won’t be enough to repay you.” “You mean it? You’re mine whenever and where ever I want you?” “Like you said, you made me, so I’m yours to do with as you please.” “You want this” “I want to make you happy” “You’re going to make me cum” “I need anything you can give.” “I’m gonna give you a load of cum up your ass Abel.” “Thank you Mike” “Im getting close…” “Thank you.” “I’m—fuck—I’m fucking gonna….gonna fucking CUM! I’m CUMMING!” Abel felt nothing but a deep need to take every iota of energy Mike was giving him. Everything Mike had given him before allowed him to go from being nobody to having everything, and now he was giving Mike everything he had to be the man Mike wanted him to be. As Mike’s hand reached out and stroked the teen’s cock, Abel got another thing from his mentor, the best orgasm of his life. He covered them both in his cum while Mike coated his insides in it. When Abel came to, he was alone on the wood bench in only his briefs. Walking over to the door, he wondered if he dreamt the whole thing until he saw the message in the glass door on the sauna: “I’ve given you the last thing you’ll need to win!” Reaching back, Abel felt the warm wet cum leaking into the seat of his briefs and reached to put on his shorts. At the last second he stopped, smiled and headed down the stairs to meet the rest of the guys. He was guaranteed to win the competition now that he knew what he was capable of. Only question is who would be the first to fuck him once he’d won? Should there be a Part 5??

I'm a total exhibitionist faggot who lives for these videos being shared and commented on, these are videos of me with a big fat penis in my mouth, cock slapping in the face, feeding me poppers, and calling me a fag as I suck his big dick: http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=JWfjA-G899-

My latin man came back to the computer all smiles. "So what do you think? Hot right?" "That was beyond anything I thought it would be," I said truthfully. "I loved every second of it." "I thought you would," he said and laughed. "I got a really good closeup you have to check out. I seeded him deep, but let some out near the end to get a shot of the cum leaking out of his ass." "Hot. Well here's my number, maybe you can send it to me." "Alright I'll see what I can do," he said with a smirk. "I'm gonna get cleaned up. I'll hit you up later." With that he disconnected and I closed my laptop. I moved it to the bedside table and laid back too exhausted to move and soon I fell asleep. I woke up the next morning with a hard on and sleepily grabbed my dick to give it a good squeeze. It throbbed and my thoughts began rushing to the scene from last night. I pictured Joey's ass loaded with poz cum and thought of myself kneeling behind him and eating his ass, sucking the cum out. I moaned as I kept picturing the poz latino's cock sliding in and out of Joey's hole, unloading more cream in an endless cycle with me leaning in to eat his ass again and when I thought of swallowing that cum from the source my orgasm hit me with a crash as I exploded again, cum hitting my face and chest. I came to and scooped up some cum and licked it off my fingers. It tasted salty and I smiled. I wiped the rest off with my cum rag and looked over at my phone to check the time when I noticed a text. >hey stud, it's Carlos. I just watched that vid this morning and it's hot as fuck. Too long to send to you though. wanna come over later and watch it? My heart beat faster as I thought about it. I really did want to see the close up, but I didn't know about meeting the man who pozzed my boyfriend. I left the message unanswered as I got up to shower. It couldn't hurt to meet him, it's not like he was going to stealth me like he did Joey when I knew he was poz. I worked up the courage to text him back saying I was free all day and he responded with his address telling me to meet him in around 2. I also saw a message from Joey saying he wanted to have lunch together, but I told him I was having lunch with a friend. Two could play shady. I spent the rest of the morning grooming and cleaning the bed sheets and was on my way over to meet Carlos in person so quickly I was there by 1:30. He answered his door in the same boxer briefs I saw last night looking hotter than he did on screen. "Hey there stud," he greeted me and moved aside for me to walk in. He moved in for a peck on the lips and I didn't hesitate to reciprocate. "Nice to meet you," I said awkwardly. I had no idea why I was so nervous. We sat down on his couch in front of his laptop. "Great to meet you. Man, I saved up a lot of cum before yesterday and was looking to unload when you told me about your boyfriend. I know I came a lot. I used a lot of lube hoping he would think that was it." He was leaning back on the couch and rubbed his crotch when he said that and my eyes went down to his briefs. "You gotta see this," he said and woke up the screen on his laptop where the video was loaded. He must have had a good camera on his phone because the clarity was great. It started with his dick already in Joey. He pulled out and I saw the condom and watched as his hand pulled on the latex briefly before his head burst through in all its glory. "Get comfy," he said pulling on my shirt and I peeled it off getting off my pants in the process. I wasn't wearing any underwear and sat my bare ass down on his couch. He lifted himself off the couch to whip off those briefs and my eyes caught his uncut dick flopping out, already hard with the skin still bunched at the head. He moved a little closer to me so our legs were touching and leaned back again. I took that as a cue to sit back and relax, too. We watched as he fucked Joey with a frenzy. I stroked my dick and looked over at Carlos's body and cock, his hand stroking the shaft, his skin loosening a bit to let the head peak through before getting covered again. I felt Carlos's hand touch my leg and drift over to my cock, giving it again few tugs before moving to grab my hand and pulling it over to his body. I stroked his furry chest and moved my hand down to his cock, mimicking his hand motions, with a thumb brushing his tip and swirling. His hand went back to my own uncut cock and did the same thing. Our eyes went back to the screen as his thrusts got slower and deeper. We watched as his cock pulled out, the broken condom bunched up at the base of his cock. I moaned when I saw his cum leaking from Joey's bottom and both our hand motions got quicker as we watched him scoop that leaking cum back to Joey's hole with his dick and pushing it back in. There were a few more thrusts and the video was over. I looked over at Carlos and said breathily, "Damn that was hotter than I could have imagined." He had a seductive look in his eye and pursed his lips slightly, making them more plump. "I know, it got me real horny." My hand was still stroking his cock and I had very brief thoughts about stopping, but they quickly evaporated under his touch. I moved in closer and we kissed, his tongue meeting mine in glorious harmony. His hand moved off my cock and up my body to touch me while my hands did the same. He positioned himself to lay on the couch and I leaned over him, moving from his lips to his neck, then up to his ear where I felt him shudder as my teeth slightly nibbled while I sucked and licked like crazy, our hard cocks grinding into each other's bodies. He moved his hands to my shoulders and I moved down to work on his nipple, biting lightly and suckling. He raised his arm to make room for my head and my nose caught his scent. It drove me wild and I moved my nose in to take deep whiffs, my tongue reaching out to taste his salty sweat. He moaned in pleasure as I took my time, switching to the other pit when I had made sure I got as much as I could. I moved down further along his sexy body and passed his dick, kissing and licking his thighs and his balls, which were also salty before grabbing his cock. I could smell his ripeness and it drove me wild. I had never tasted someone so natural. I pulled his skin down his rock hard cock and didn't stop to admire, opting just to lick all around the head with my tongue. It was tart, like nothing I had ever tasted before. My tongue tasted every inch of him before I moved to swallow him. I took him all the way to the back of my throat where he began thrusting to get in deeper. I relaxed my throat and sure enough he broke through. He grabbed my head and held it, slamming his dick in and out. I gagged and he pushed all the way in and held it there as my body convulsed trying to get air. He released me before I could lose consciousness and I pulled off gasping for air. I looked in his eyes and saw a burning desire. When I caught my breath and went back on his cock, I was more prepared as he continued mercilessly for a moment. He was short on breath but managed to choke out a warning that he was cumming. I thought about backing off, but his arms were now wrapped around the back of my head and his thighs were pressing on the sides of my head as his cock slid down my throat. If I pushed off him, I might stop him but I gave in quickly wanting the pleasure of swallowing his cum. He unloaded the first few shots down my throat, buy pulled out a bit to finish right on my tongue so I could get a taste. My own orgasm came with that taste, splashing the couch and my leg. I kept nursing his cock for and bit before letting it go and sitting back up. "Wow, you're good," he praised. "Seriously the best head I've ever gotten." I couldn't help smiling and then laughing. We sat there for a bit catching our breath. "Sorry about the couch," I said. "Don't worry, it happens. Wanna shower?" We both climbed in his shower and began soaping each other up. His hands roamed my body as we kissed some more, and I felt his hand work my crack and felt him work a finger in my hole. He fingered me for a minute while we kissed and he pulled out, moving on to cleaning me again. When we got dried and I dressed, he put the same briefs on and went back to the living room. He moved back in to kiss me and I couldn't help kissing back. "Well, I hope I'll see you again soon," he said. His eyes showed sincerity and I smiled. "Yeah, that would definitely be fun." "Let me know how things go with that boy of yours, especially if he gets the flu" My thoughts drifted to Joey and I smiled. "I will definitely let you know what happens." With that I kissed him again a few more times and he let me out. I drove home, thinking that the deed was done, wondering where to go from here.

After several agonizing minutes, I saw them both back on screen. Joey wasted no time and went in for a kiss while grabbing the latin man's dick through his boxers. Poz latin grabbed Joey's shirt and pulled it off. He pushed him onto the bed and quickly yanked on Joey's pant legs to pull off his unhooked jeans. He wasn't even wearing any underwear. My poz latin man crawled between Joey's legs and kissed his thighs, eliciting seductive looks with lip biting from Joey. I watched with fascination as my poz latin moved from the thighs to Joey's dick, licking first the balls and then sucking to full erection. He moved to kiss up Joey's chest and nipple and even moved to his armpits. He pulled back and made a face and I heard him say "deodorant". Joey smiled awkwardly and the poz latin smiled back and pulled both Joey's legs up on his shoulders leaning in for a kiss, which put Joey's ass in the right position for him to grind his dick on. He had to have gotten hard and I heard their moans for a couple of minutes as I stroked my own cock wondering if Joey would let him in raw. As I had expected, Joey pushed on my latin man's chest and said, "wait, I have a condom in my jeans." As he got up to grab it from the floor, my man grabbed a bottle of lube from the desk. Standing on his knees on the bed, he watched as Joey crawled back on with condom in hand. He sucked his dick for a bit, though it was more like he was being skull fucked. Joey removed the condom and handed it to my poz latin, then flipped around to face the other way. I watched as the latin squirted some lube on his hand and rubbed it briefly on his cock before wiping his hand on Joey's ass. He put the condom on, making a show of it and smiling at the camera. Joey looked back to see him squirting lube on his covered dick and then moving to finger lube into Joey's hole. "Ow," he cried as my latino's fingers dug in. I saw him pull his fingers out and wipe his hands on a hand towel on the table. I watched him line his cock up behind Joey and then push in. Gasps escaped Joey's mouth as my latin man didn't stop until he bottomed out. He didn't wait for Joey to get used to his dick, just started thrusting into him. I saw him add more lube and then run his hands down Joey's back to his shoulders, pushing them down while Joey lifted his ass up, letting him enter more. "Fuck yeah, like that, you feel so tight. I bet you love this thick dick ripping you apart." Joey could do more than groan in reply. His head flopped over to face the camera and I could see his eyes scrunched up. He was in pain, I could tell. Yet he was loving the torture. The latin leaned back and grabbed his phone from the table. He fucked more and aimed his phone at the action and pulled all the way out. I watched as he pulled the condom tighter on his dick and saw it give. He pulled the latex back up to his head and added more lube before going back in, all one handed as his phone recorded the action up close. His thrusts this time looked more purposeful. Or maybe that was just me. I looked at Joey's face again and he still had his eyes shut, though he seemed to be enjoying it more. I watched as my poz latin built up to a frenzy before it looked like he finally came. His last few thrusts being deep and hard. He was still recording as he pulled out, still hard, the condom bunched up at the base of his dick. He rubbed Joey's ass and back as he aimed the phone at Joey's hole. He fingered it and smiled, pleased by his work. I saw Joey's eyes open and my heart skipped a beat at being caught, but they closed once more when he aimed his dick back in and thrust once or twice and pulled out again. He put his phone down under the pillow and then entered him again, this time reaching under Joey with both hands to bring him up to a kneeling position, his back pressed against the poz man's chest. He reached down to Joey's dick with one hand and rubbed Joey's chest with the other as he thrust into him, fucking him while jerking him off. Joey's load came quick, shooting high. his deep breathing and moans were warning enough that they sat back on their feet and leaned back so the cum could shoot high and onto Joey's chest and face. As that all happened, my poz latin looked right at the camera and winked. That set me off and I came all over my chest, the first spurt hitting my chin. I cleaned up with a hand towel as I watched him push Joey face down on the bed again. He pulled out completely and reached under the pillow and pulled out what looked like like a used condom that was tied off. He held it to his own cock as he peeled off the broken one and then hid the broken one back under his pillow. "Fuck that was amazing man," he said. Joey looked up at him and nodded, hardly able to say a word. He watched as the poz latin threw the full condom in the trash can and then lay his head back down. After Joey caught his breath, he cleaned up and went on his way.

Just because we're all twisted pigs, here's a picture of me immediately after doing my biggest-ever slam just a few hours ago.

I set up a meet with an anon guy in London after discussing that we are both HIV neg. At the meeting he reveals his real intentions by pointing a knife at me and order to follow him. We jump onto a taxi already arranged. He keeps his knife pointed against my body under his coat during our trip to Hampstead Heath. We walk through the public park heading for the fuck tree. He orders me to bend naked over the infamous tree and take any load. He has other friends around watching and ready to chase me if I try to escape. Hot.

Venue Name: Bear Party @ Grammercy Duplex How many times have you gone? Once Location: Grammercy Rough percent of guys barebacking: Less than half (lots of oral, lots of condoms) How easy is it for bottoms to get loads? A little difficult How easy is it for tops to fuck bareback? Not too hard, but some bottoms will only fuck with a rubber How many guys go? 25+ How exclusive is the crowd? Not exclusive at all - the crowd tends on the chub side of bear Best times to go: I had best luck early in the party - being one of the first bottoms bent over getting fucked Other Details: An afternoon party. There were a lot of guys who refused to bareback, but others would. The crowd was a pretty even mix of bottoms and tops and oral guys. A lot of the guys were pretty heavy (more chub than bear), and a lot of them had pretty small dicks, but a few were really hot.

I love them so much.........it is definitely just about sex and not looks. The other night I was at one and loved taking all the cocks up my ass and down my throat. It felt like I was the only bottom ther cause as soon as one would unload in me ther was another one entering my hole and unloading. It was the same way down my throat as well......I swallowed 22 loads of cum and lost count of what was up my ass after 15 loads......I also had several loads of piss down my throat and ate some cum out of a guys ass......nothing like a dark room. OINK OINK