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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.

On Wednesday evening I went to see a couple of fuck buddies for a session. We all got down to it and I had a fist in my arse and a cock in my mouth and ended-up cumming way too soon. Afterwards the top and I went for a drink and a bite to eat at the local pub. However, before we left the pub we went to the toilet where he drank my piss. Then, on the way back to his place, we went behind the bus stop and he fucked me bareback, filling my cunt with cum which afterwards slowly dribbled out as we continued walking to his place. Really, it was a pretty good evening.

OK in the interest of full disclosure, I had just tested negative before barebackerman fucked me so well. He told me he had pozzed over a dozen other guys, which of course, just made it hotter. After I very willingly took his poz seed he asked me not to take anyone else for 6 weeks and then get tested. I did as he asked and 6 weeks later got tested. It was poz. With just one fuck this hot man had knocked me up. I let him know the results and he was very pleased. He promised a recharge but I never got back there to make it happen. I regret that

My work schedule has been very hectic. So, I've had to put a hold on my video arcade cruising. But I had the day off today and I made sure I had time to stop at the XXXBookstore to get some dick. It turned out to be a good day. I went to my favorite arcade in the city. It was great to see about 8 cars in the lot, besides the store owner's car. I went into the arcade. Pulled on a couple of doors, until I found one that was occupied, but the door unlocked. I stepped into the booth to find a tall black man, with a huge bbc coming from his zipper. He was slowly stroking it as he watched some str8 porn on the screen. I locked the door behind me, Stepped in front of him and dropped to my knees. I then took as much of his huge cock into my mouth as I could and sucked on that beauty. Then I licked and sucked on his huge black balls. Being sure to lick under them, as well. Then I felt his hand slide inside the back of my pants and he rubbed my puckered asshole. Bingo! He wants to fuck! I stood up, undid my belt, dropped my pants, then turned and faced the wall, bending over to give him a view of my tight hole. He stood behind me as I heard him lowering his pants. "You got a condom and lube, Faggot?" I muttered, "No. You can fuck me bare if you want." He spit and rubbed the spit on my hole. Then he spit again and pushed the spit up inside my ass. Then I felt him press his large and hard cock up against my hole. I had a bottle of poppers in my shirt picket. I took it out and took a couple of deep hits as he slid his BB monster cock into my tight hole. It took a couple of more large sniffs of poppers before my ass opened up and he slid fully up inside me. "Nice pussy, Faggot". He grabbed my around the waist as he started to pound his cock in and out of my hole. It took about 5 mins of really hard and deep fucking, before I could feel his cock swell even longer and thicker. His breathing got faster as he then arched his back, slammed deep up inside me and let out a loud groan! "Fuck!!! I'm cumming. Take my load, you fuckin' fag". Then he slammed all the way up inside me, He rammed it back into me, held it there and shook in orgasm. Then he quickly pulled out. Just as quickly, he pulled up his pants, adjusted his now softening cock into his pants. Without saying a word, he left the booth. Leaving me there with my ass in the air, cum dripping down my leg. Soon I heard the door creaking open. I looked to my side to see a hot, muscular latino guy looking at me. "Got a load in you, alredy?" "Yes", I said. He quickly unzipped, pulled out his cock and told me to suck him hard. I turned to him, dropped to my knees, as he put his nearly hard cock into my mouth. I sucked for a couple of minutes before he said gruffly, "Turn around. Show me that pussy". He pulled his pants to his ankles, moved up behind me and slipped up inside my cum-lubed hole. He bent forward and pinched my nipples. I could feel my ass begin to tighten around his cock. It didn't take very long, before he slammed into me and yelled, "Fuck....!!!". I could feel his body convulsing as he put load #2 in me. He had obviously left the door unlocked. As my head stop spinning, I noticed another Latino guy standing beside us. He had his cock out and was stroking it. My fuck buddy had obviously left the door unlocked. As Latino #1 pulled out of me and moved in front of me to clean off his cock with my mouth, #2 Latino moved behind my ass and pressed his cock up into me. He slipped up inside me very easily. My ass already loosened up and filled with 2 loads of cum for him to use as lubricant. He slapped my ass as he fucked me even harder than the previous 2 had. Perhaps 6 minutes passed before he slapped my ass, grunted and filled my hole with his hot load. I had planned to suck some more cocks in the glory holes. But by this time, with 3 loads in me, and my back and knees feeling a bit sore and weak. So, I put my pants back on, buttoned up my shirt and left the booth. Had a great time! Nothing better than getting some anonymous dick in a Las Vegas bookstore.

I was really getting into my sucking and he noticed by the bulge in my pants. He told me to stop sucking and take off my clothes down to my cute little panties. I did as I was told. I still could not believe I was allowing this dirty old man to control me like this. It was not just the fact that he could tell my secret to the rest of the family but it also got me insanely horny. After I was undressed down to my panties he grabbed me by my hair and pulled me into the bedroom and laid down on his back and pushed my head right back down on his cock. I had never had such a huge cock and had zero deep throating skills at all. He was determined to get his cock as far down my throat as he could. He repeatedly forced my head down on his cock and made me gag and choke. I thought he was going to kill me with it, I could not catch my breath there was drool and slop everywhere it was making my eyes tear up and he was loving every minute. He just kept laughing and saying you will learn to take my entire cock down that throat or die trying. At that point he kind of laid off the momentum on his cock and let me ease my pace back to one I could handle. I realized then he was starting to put his focus in other areas. while I continued to do my best sucking his cock he started to rub my ass and grab it and push his fingers along my crack. It felt incredible through my satin panties, my cock was harder than it had ever been before, I was starting to get dizzy from the intensity. He started to zero in on and play more with my hole. he would lick his finger then rub it on my hole and in my crack. He then started giving it more pressure to get his fingers into my tight ass. He said boy I can't remember the last time I felt a hole this tight.. This is going to be a treat I didn't expect. I new what he meant by those words and it scared me to death. I had never taken a cock or anything else in my ass this big before.. I told him I would suck his cock but please don't fuck me, I could not handle it. He just laughed and kept pushing his dirty tore up nasty fingers into my hole. He said when he was done with me I would have a cunt in my panties instead of a nice tight asshole. I had to admit I was starting to enjoy his fingers in my ass even though he would catch me with a fingernail or hangnail more than I would have liked. He then grabbed me by my hair again and pulled me onto my back. With the other hand he pulled off my now soaked panties. I could not stop looking at that huge dick and as bad as I wanted to get fucked by this point I knew I could not handle it. He then said it was time he was going to make me his bitch for real. I asked him again not to fuck me and he just laughed and said I stopped having any kind of say in the matter the minute he first caught me in panties. He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a container of hand lotion, I was relieved he at least was going to use something for lube and not try to fuck me with nothing. He put some on his cock and rubbed it all in and then pushed some in my hole with his fingers. At that point I felt sharp stings in my ass from the lotion, it hurt a bit but started to settle down. He saw my reaction and giggled a little more. I have to admit that slimed up cock looked incredible, I could not believe such a perfect cock was attached to this dirty old man. He spread my legs wide apart and pushed that huge mushroom head up to my tight hole. He then said well you wanted to dress like a slut so now I am going to fuck you like one. He started pushing against my hole and I could feel it wanting to get inside but I was tight and it was not easy. He could have spent more time getting me ready for his dick but I think he wanted for it to hurt a lot.. He was finally able to pop the head inside me and I screamed like hell. It hurt like I had not imagined. He got annoyed and told me to shut up and shoved the panties into my mouth and held my hands down over my head. He stayed there for a couple minutes and then started to slowly move it in a bit further and then back again then in a bit further and then back. He repeated this for some time and I was in a lot of pain I felt him gaining every inch and tearing my insides to pieces. It took some doing but after a while he was finally all the way in me balls deep. He then started Making full strokes in and out, I started to get used to it and the pain was turning into pure lust , I started loving every move and every inch. He noticed me settle down and took the panties from my mouth and rubbed the tears away from my eyes. He said now you starting to like feeling like my bitch. I said yes. He kept fucking at a nice slow rhythm and I was loving it. He said you love my big cock tearing you up inside, and I replied with a yes. I was shocked but I was loving everything this stinky old man was doing to me, I was so excited my cock was oozing and hard as rock. He started to pick up the pace and I could hardly breath. I started to moan with pleasure ,he said you like how that feels and said Yes.. He Said you mean Yes Daddy,, and I replied yes Daddy. He kept increasing the pace of his fucking and I felt like his cock was going to burst through my chest. I could feel his cock getting bigger inside me and by the look on his face I figured he was getting close. I had not even thought of condoms or anything for that matter, I was to caught up in obeying him from the beginning. I was enjoying the feeling so much at that point none of that mattered anyway. He said are you going to stay Daddy's slut, I said yes I want to be Daddy's slut. My head was swimming in the feelings.. He said do you Love your Daddy, I said yes I love you Daddy. He said I told you, you would be my bitch and now I am going to pump you full of my hot poz load and knock you up. I said please don't. He said does Daddy make you feel good, I said yes Daddy. He said do you love your Daddy, I said Yes I love you Daddy.. He said Are you going to take my poz load and be my bitch? I couldn't take it anymore and I said Yes breed me Daddy knock me up and make me your bitch. With that he started pumping real hard and deep. He was pounding me so hard the room was shaking . I was moaning and he was getting closer. He pushed in me harder than he had yet and then came down on me and started to fuck my throat with his tongue. He was kissing like a mad man just like he was fucking me like a mad man. He then burst loose and flooded my guts with his hot charged load. He just kept pumping and pumping dumping as much seed into me as he could. I could not take anymore and started shooting my load all over between us. We just kept kissing and cumming and it was incredible. He finally slowed down and slowly slid in and out of me while my cum had us stuck together and we just kept kissing. We layed there in the bed for a while.He said he was so glad to have his own boybitch. He told me he decided the minute he saw those panties on me he was going to poz me up one way or the other. He said he knew he tore me up with his fingers and that all he had to do was get in me to infect me good. He also said that at the end he was happy that I wanted it and asked him for it. I knew my life was pretty much over as I knew it. I could not stay with my wife knowing I was infected. But I was also happy because I had been in the closet my entire life and now because of this dirty old man I could be who I wanted to be. I think I really was falling in love with him. I asked how he got the bug. He said because of the low fixed income he started sucking dick and getting fucked behind the 7-11 for money to buy beer. He said it was not long before he had fucked around with every old pervert and homeless guy in the neighborhood. He did not know who got him but that was how it probably happened. He then laughed and said don't worry boy, now that I have you, it won't be me taking dick for beer money anymore. I have my boybitch to do all that sucking and fucking for me now. I resigned myself to my new fate and told Daddy I loved him. I then kissed him and told him he better fuck me again to make sure the seed took. He said don't worry about that you will be getting Daddy's poison seed everyday from now on..

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.

For as long as I can remember, my hormones have had more control over me than anything else. And when they kick into high gear, there is no denying that I need sex. Times like these, a trip to the bathhouse is definitely in order. A casual hook-up will not do the trick when I'm this hot -I need to feel like a whore. After checking in and getting a room, I stripped and did a round to check out who was on hand. Lucky for me the place was busy enough and in no time I had a sexy Daddy-type checking me out. He came over, looked me deep in the eyes and said, "I know what you need," in a deep and sexy voice. "You got a room?" I nodded and he grabbed my hand and led the way out. Neither of us was into wasting time. I'd already prepared my ass for some major action and was lubed and good to go, so once in my room, he bent me over the small bed and slid his very nice dick into my hungry hole. His dick felt perfect in my ass -long enough to feel it, and thick enough to give me that stretch that I ache for. He eased in balls deep on the first go, and then gave his hips a couple of ruts to smack my butt cheeks, and then hauled back and began to pump me. We stayed in this position for a while, 10 or 15 minutes, with his hands on my hips, pulling me back and impaling me onto his meaty shaft. I loved hearing the smack, smack, smack of our bodies colliding, and feeling my buns ripple with every impact. He suddenly pulled out of my now loose hole, making a wet popping sound from the abrupt retreat, and told me to get on my back. He knelt over me and lifted my ankles to his shoulders, then shoved forward and entered me again. He was working up a really good sweat and I was loving every second of it. I get extra hot when the guy who is fucking me gets to sweating like a pig, dripping all over me, and huffing and puffing. After another 15 minutes like this he said he was going to cum and pulled his hips back, his dick falling out of me, and let my legs fall to his sides. There had been no discussion before this fuck, but I assumed that since I hadn't questioned condom use he would know that I wanted his load up my ass. I reached down and positioned his dick at my hole again and managed to wiggle myself until I had a couple of inches back into me. He looked down at me with a worried expression on his handsome face. "I can't . . . I'm poz," he said regretfully. I must admit that I never considered myself a chaser. Sure, I've gotten hot watching poz videos online and reading the stories. But I was not entirely sure if it was something that I would go after. Until now. I felt a surge inside of me, a rush of adrenaline, and a hunger that didn't originate in my stomach. I scissored my long legs behind his back, locking my ankles against his butt, and pulled him deeper into me. "Undetectable?" I asked. "Toxic," he replied, now looking into my eyes. The rush inside me grew even stronger, and I heaved my hips off of the bed and lunged further towards him, taking his entire dick into me now. "I want your cum in me," I said in a breathy voice. "You're poz?" he asked me. I just shook my head 'no' in response. "You sure you want this?" I tightened my grip around his waist and he got the message. His entire expression changed, and I saw the hunger that I was feeling mirrored in his face. "Fuck, you are so hot," he growled, leaning down to rest his upper body weight on his hands, hovering over me and slamming his dick into me over and over again. "I'm going to pump you so full of my toxic baby juice . . . you're gonna get pregnant tonight," he said, now wearing a very happy grin while he continued to pound me. Knowing that he was going to give me the gift of his virus seemed to spur him on, and he fucked me like I've never been fucked before. Deep and hard. One of those fucks that is all-consuming. We were so engrossed in each other that the crowd that had formed at the door didn't distract us for even a second. "You ready for it? You ready for me to knock you up?" he asked. "Fuck yes! Breed me! Give me your poz load!" I yelled so that everyone could hear. "I'm gonna charge you up! Fuuuuck!" he yelled, and I could feel his dick swelling, and I could also feel his dick spray painting my guts with his viral load. He was panting and drenched in sweat, and lay entirely on top of me while his balls emptied their seed into me. When he finally came down enough, he lifted his head and kissed me sweetly on the mouth. "That was amazing. I can't remember the last time I blew my load inside a hot ass. I hope you're ready for this." "It's my decision and I'm happy that I finally made it," I told him confidently, just in case I had to erase any doubt or guilt that might be creeping up on him. He finally shoved his weight up and off of me and eased his now softened cock out of my loose hole. "In that case, why don't we make sure that you get good and knocked up tonight" he said. More to come?

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?

PART 7: All voices ceased. All eyes stared. All mouths gaped. Silence descended like a smothering blanket, yet I smiled. Yeah, tonight my WRECKIN-AIDs-BONE was going to breed some monied ass. Daddy #1 beamed like a prom queen having this big black thug king on his arm as we stepped out into the main living area for my debut to NYC’s upper society. I could tell what some of them were thinking… “…dirty clothes…” “…I bet he smells just AWFUL…” “…Just look at that HAIR! My poodle is better groomed…” “…of course, a smoker…” But that was nothing compared to all the hunger I saw – the need – the desire for my rough black dick. Daddy #1 guided me like a practiced sea captain through the waves of party goers. People stumbled back, bumped into one another, I got the up down look, and more than one hand brushed against my body as we passed to the far side of the room and out onto a large terrace with killer views of the city. There, amidst a gaggle of fawners, was daddy #2 – the one who was the ‘top’ and who I had violated most wonderfully. “Darling,” daddy #1 cooed, “You remember our guest, JC? Please give him the grand tour. There appears to be a crisis in the kitchen and Mateo is a bit out of his depth.” Then as further explanation to me he said, “Mateo is our housekeeper’s son and has grown up with us. This little soiree is a bit beyond what his mother can ‘handle’ shall we say – only so many Hail Mary’s would help her with what she would see with this crowd – so Mateo is in charge of the hired staff tonight. He and our son are just the BEST of friends.” Oh I can only imagine, knowing what a little freak the son is and what super sized freak the two daddies are, I was looking forward to meeting Mateo. A moment later daddy #2 was guiding me away from the latest group of gawkers, back inside, and up this grand stair case of metal beams and glass treads that gently curved up and above the partying crowd to a glass balcony/walkway. I couldn’t help but stare as the entire penthouse looked like something from a movie. Once we were alone and above the crowds daddy #2 held out his hand and started to introduce himself, I pulled back, “No names remember,” I said with a lecherous smile. He blushed, tucked his shaking hand into his pocket, and continued with the tour, explaining how they had combined three penthouses into one over the years, the architects, the art, blah the fucking blah blah. “So, where’s your son,” I asked. Daddy #2 stopped, turned, his eyes narrowed, “He…he and his friends are upstairs in his rooms. You can stop by and see him later.” I smiled, yeah that little faggy was going to get a good dick down for hooking me up with his two daddies. The next room we stopped into was a large bedroom that was decorated way over the top like some harem fucked a bordello and this was their nasty baby. My dick was angry – I was angry – time to take out a little rage. “BEND THE FUCK OVER AND SHOW ME THAT ASS – YOU BEEN LOOKING AT MY CROTCH SINCE I WALKED IN – A GUEST IS SUPPOSED TO BRING A GIFT FOR THE HOST RIGHT? WELL FUCKING TIME TO GIVE YOU SOME DICK AND AIDS NUTT!” I snarled at daddy #2. He turned, blushed, looked at the bulge of my hardening dick in my pants, and then flashes of fear darted across his face. I stepped up to him, reached out with both hands, grabbed two fistfuls of his fancy shirt, and YANKED – ripping the buttons off the front and exposing his groomed chest. His mouth gaped. I grabbed the front of his fancy pants, pulled as hard as I could, the button went flying, the zipper seam ripped, and I then pushed daddy #2 backwards onto the bed, his legs and arms flailing. He never said no, he never tried to stop me, he needed this dick, and he needed to get that ass rape fucked again. “YOUR HUSBAND FUCK YOU AFTER I DID?” I asked as daddy #2 whimpered and begged for me to stop as I pushed my raw, dry dick into his tight hole. I had his legs held back, his hole lined up for my dick on the edge of the bed, and I pushed harder, then harder, skin pulling against skin. I needed to feel that hole break for me and when it did he cried out like the bitch I knew he was. “THAT’S RIGHT – FEEL THIS FUCKIN AIDS BONE WRECK THAT MONIED HOLE – THAT’S WHAT YOU BEEN MISSING HUH? THAT’S WHY I’M HERE AIN’T IT – BUST YOU OPEN LIKE NO ONE EVER HAS BEFORE – FUCKING FREAK MAN – THAT’S ALL YOU IS, FUCKING FREAK FAGGOT JUST LIKE YOUR SON AND YOUR HUSBAND. I GOT ENOUGH AIDS NUTT SAVED UP FOR ALL THREE OF YOUR ASSES AND PLENTY MORE BESIDES.” “BIG BLACK DICK FEELS GOOD IN THERE DOESN’T IT? TELL ME WHAT YOU? WANT SOME AIDS BONE? AIDS NUTT? WANT THAT CUNT WRECKED – SAY ‘YES MASTER’ YOU FUCKING FREAK – BEG FOR IT – SAY ‘PLEASE RAPE FUCK ME MASTER’ – THAT’S IT – LET ME HEAR YOU – LOUDER – LOUDER – FUCKING HELL YEAH …!!!! A final thrust and that pussy was filled to the brim with dirty dick thug nutt. I stepped back, my dripping dick still hard and swinging, grabbed my pack of cigarettes out of my pocket and lit up and looked at the red, white, and blue hole that was convulsing in front of me. Daddy #2 was still on his back, his chest heaving, his ass ring in full spasm and with every wink of his hole my nutt, red, and ass juice dribbled out onto their fancy bed spread. “Dad…Pop Pops sent me up to tell you it’s time to……” a voice said from the hall and then in walked a hot piece of Latin ass. This must be Mateo. While daddy #2 scrambled to get up and make excuses, Mateo was mesmerized by the big black snake that was eyeing him and I was ready to spit again. “Uh… please…Mateo…please go tell Pop Pops that I…I’ll be right down. I spilled some wine and….” Mateo gave my a dick hungry look, backed out of the door and I turned back on daddy #2. Fuck I needed more ass and before he could object I pushed him face forward, slammed back in balls deep to make sure my nutt worked into his walls and that the last of my dribbles had a warm, safe home. Time to move on. I pulled his wallet out of his pants, pocketed a fist full of bills, and left daddy #2 face down on the bed and started to wander back towards the sounds of the party while trying to adjust my hard dick in my pants. I was fighting with my zipper when I was surprised by one of the guests who had just stepped out of a bathroom. Several ‘ohs’, a ‘pardon me’, then silence as he saw my troubles. Ten seconds later – literally – he was on his knees in that bathroom slurping my thug dick down his gullet and cleaning off the ass rape funk from daddy #2. I grabbed his head, pretended like I was nutting, stepped back and held out my hand. Without objection the party guest slid a crisp $100 out of his wallet and onto my palm, gave me a sly smile, checked his lips in the mirror, then left. Not a drop of nutt and these faggys are happy. HA! Time to find some fresh ass to babysit my kids. I found my way back to the stairs, casually made my way down, and once again all eyes in the room were on me. Hushed whispers, stares, and a few nods, and soon daddy #1 was back at my side, guiding me, and explaining who was who of the gay elite of NYC – well the freaky gay elite. Apparently this little crowd was all crazy, wild ass, slut whores and twisted motha-fuckers who had their own ‘private’ social circle, within a social circle. DL gays – who knew? I thought all gay people when they were out, were like fucking OUT! Guess not. When daddy #2 finally came back down to the party after the brutal fuck I gave him and hot load up his ass, daddy #1 squeezed my arm as he pulled me close to him, laughed, and said, “I see by my husband’s change of clothes that maybe he already has the first load of the night?” I just smiled, lit a cigarette, and gave my hardening boner a soft tug. Daddy #1 tried to get me a drink or other goodies and I assured him I was fine with just my cigarettes. When he asked what I needed, I told him, “Fresh raw ass to bust some nutt in. I’m here to connect right? Well put me to work and trust – this dick and these nutts can handle anything you got lined up.” He smiled, guided me to the service hallway and said in a hushed tone, “Remember I mentioned Mateo? Well, he just turned 18 and I know over the years and he and my son have well, shall we say ‘E-X-P-L-O-R-E-D’ together. Anyways, Mateo has a girlfriend, swears he is straight, and while I have tried to lead the conversation with him into discussions about sex, he is hesitant. Maybe because we are like parents to him, I don’t know – although hell – that has not stopped us with our own son mind you.” WTF! The look on my face must have clued him in as he quickly added, “Oh yes, see he is not our biological child. We adopted him and well, we always encouraged him to be open with us about EVERYTHING and so when he had turned 18 and had questions and asked to learn a few things, let’s just say that was a weekend we will always cherish, breeding our son for the first time.” OK, yeah, total freaks, but something about that made my dick fist stiff. I puffed on my cigarette and before I knew it said, “I want that too – tonight. I want to fuck you and your son. He has a good ass, and I want you both.” Daddy #1 stopped, smiled, licked his lips and said, “Deal. Done.” We got to the kitchen and entered into a beehive of activity with waiters going to and fro and kitchen staff cleaning up. Daddy #1 said, “The formal part of the party is winding down and in 30 minutes all of the staff will leave so that the ‘private’ festivities may begin. Have you ever been to an orgy? Don’t worry, while there will be lots of free-for-all fucking and sucking I have lined up a few select choices for you given your proclivities and talents and you will be more than well compensated. Do you think within 30 minutes you can get Mateo to decide to come to our team? My husband and I want to welcome him properly right at the beginning!” I’m sure they did but I get to bust that cherry first. “Mateo, MATEO!” daddy #1 said, raising his voice to be heard over the din of the workers. “Yes Pop Pops,” the hot Latin guy I saw earlier said as he sidestepped a tray of empty wine glasses and a server, and came over to us. Daddy #1 continued, “Mateo, be a dear and take our guest here to your rooms will you. He needs some quiet space for a few minutes away from THEM – you know how they can be. Please make him comfortable.” Mateo smiled, led me back out into the hall and further way from the party to a set of rooms at the back of the penthouse. His and his mother’s rooms were larger than the house I grew up in! Damn – they had their own kitchen, living room, bedrooms, bathroom. Must be nice. Mateo showed me his room, put on some music, and I looked around. I pointed to some ribbons on the wall and asked, “You wrestle?” Mateo shook his head, then said, “Yeah, but I’m not that great. OK I guess.” I set my smoking cigarette on the lip of an ashtray I had grabbed and immediately started stripping. Mateo just stood there and gawked as I got naked, and once I was I grabbed my smoke with my left hand and started stroking my hard dick with my right. “Got any Baby Oil or lotion?” I casually asked. Mateo could not take his eyes off my dick as he reached under his bed and brought out a bottle of coconut scented lotion. “Come on, let’s oil up,” I said, “And wrestle a bit. You know like they did in the old days. It’s been a while so you may have to go easy on me.” A minute later Mateo was naked too and his hands were rubbing lotion up and down my dirty body – good old hustla shower. I held my arms up as non-threatening as I could with a big 10-inch missile ready to blast off and urged, “Come on, got to slick my dick up too.” Mateo hesitated, I smiled as his warm hands slid gently up and down my shaft. My dick pulsed as it throbbed and got harder and thicker, making Mateo flinch, who looked at my dick in awe and wonder. “DON’T STOP, STROKE IT SOME MORE,” I demanded. Mateo was mesmerized as he looked at the eye of my black cobra and his own dick got hard and started to bounce around. “OK, YOUR TURN,” I said as I slid my wet dick out of his grip, spun him around, reached down for the lotion and started squirting it into the crack of caramel ass mounds. His ass was tight, his cheeks high and firm, and Mateo crossed his arms over his chest as if that would protect him from what was to come. I tossed the bottle of lotion onto the bed, ran my finger up and down the line of Mateo’s spine, circling the ridges of goose bumps that now speckled his flesh. I ran my fingers back down, plowing a pile of lotion at my finger tip as I slid my hand down his crack and quicker than he could have imagined drove my index finger up his tight ass chute. Mateo cried out and tried to step away, but I snatched him back, wrapped my left arm around his upper chest and held him tight against me as I began to tear up his tender hole. Mateo was a wily one though as he twisted, ducked, and slipped right out of my grasp. Unlucky for him I got long arms to match my long dick and grabbed his wrist, twisted his arm, leveraged my height to push down onto the floor with a WHUMPF! With Mateo face down on the carpet and me on full body on his back, I started sliding my dick up and down his slick crack like an Olympic bobsled rider getting ready for the luge. Mateo started to moan, enjoying the sensations I was giving him, and then as my dick head slid against his clenched, puckered hole he gasped. “YOU WANT TO FEEL HOW GOOD MY DICK IS INSIDE YOU?” I asked. Very unlike me, but I figured I’d give the kid a chance. “YOU SAW HOW MUCH YOUR DAD LIKED ME RIDING HIS ASS, DON’T YOU WANT TO FEEL THAT TOO? FEEL SO FULL WITH MY THROBBING DICK? FEEL IT SO DEEP – LIKE NOTHING YOU EVER FELT? THAT’S IT – RELAX, FUCK YEAH – YOU LETTING ME IN – TAKE IT GOOD BOY, TAKE IT – OH JESUS YOU’RE FUCKING TIGHT, BUT NOT FOR LONG, I WRECK ASS ONCE I’M IN AND ONCE MY HEAD HAS BREACHED THAT WALL THERE’S NO GOING BACK. HAS YOUR LITTLE PLAYMATE BRED YOU BEFORE? YOU A CUM HOUND? YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SAY, ONCE YOU GO BLACK YOU NEVER GO BACK AND ONCE THIS AIDS BONE RIPS THAT HOLE UP – WELL FUCK HELL – NOTHING WILL EVER FEEL AS GOOD AGAIN!” With my little speech out of the way I got down to some serious fucking. Mateo fought for a while, but only a little while, and once I had started to stretch his hole his cunt opened right up and begged for more, so I had to give it to him. I took my time, relished his cries and whimpers and grunts. A few times he begged me to stop as it hurt too bad, but did I pull out? Naw, I just eased some of the shaft back, but kept the head in then pounced back down that rabbit hole. Just as I started to jack fuck him good the door opened and the two daddies walked in. Mateo tried to say something, but I covered his mouth with my hand and bang fucked harder. I wanted them to see his first, real breeding, and to remind daddy #2 how he looked when he was the bitch earlier. A couple strokes more – fuck I like being watched – and Mateo’s wrecked ass got real sloppy, real quick as I blew my AIDs wadd deep. The two daddies were naked now too, stroking fast and furious and with a nod of my head they were ready. I thrust hard as I could one final time then pulled out fast and furious making Mateo cry out and drop flat on the floor. Daddy #2 slid right up his shitter with only my cum as lube and huffed and puffed and blew his hole out some more. I stood up, got dressed, lit a cigarette, and as I stepped back into the hall daddy #1 gave me an evil smile, closed the door, then locked it behind me. Guess they didn’t want to be interrupted. The pre-orgy freak shit had already begun. I encountered a few couples and triples in various states of undress and sexual activities while heading back to the main party area. While a few tried to entice me to join them, I was in the mood to chill and recharge a bit. The daddies were familiar territory now. Exploring beyond them and their immediate household, in this place, this set up, well I figured it might be best to better understand the lay of things. Back in the main living space I saw the tangle of limbs and half naked bodies and an elderly gentleman sitting alone on a chair by the piano with a pleasant smile on his face and eyes that seemed to miss nothing. As I approached he held out his hand and said, “I find that a handshake brings a touch of humanity and existence to a world where one finds so little of it these days. Please, sit, join me if you don’t mind keeping an old man company.” I pulled up a chair, lit a new cigarette, and nervously glanced around and shook my head – fuck who knew rich people were such nasty freaks! A few were still staring at me sideways, but most were now embroiled in carnal pleasures. The elderly man said, “I have found that one must embrace life’s riches, no matter where they are found or who with. I understand that is a lesson you may have already learned early in your young life. Oh forgive the ramblings of an old man.” I smiled, laughed, and encouraged him to go on. “Well,” he said after a large sip from his glass, “Our hosts have filled me in on you, as so much as they and that young one of theirs know. Don’t let the fools you see here paint us all with the same brush. Yes, some of them may judge you for obvious reasons, but respect should be granted until forfeited and contrary to that old adage it DOES NOT have to be earned. I accept you without judgment, well except of course for your OBVIOUS talents.” I was not quite sure what he was getting at, but he continued with a flourish of his hand, almost spilling his drink, “This is not some Hollywood Polyanna story and you my young man are not Eliza Doolittle.” I had to ask, “Who?” He chuckled, “No, I guess you would not know who they were/are/were. My point is, don’t let THEM change you. If you change, change because YOU want to. This, this chintz and gilt and frivolity is fleeting – a false stage. They will betray you. Find your own true friends, make your own way, and owe these fuckers nothing!” I got what the old man was saying. I know to these men I am just a piece of meat, a skinny, hollow shell with a dick of death in size and in what I spew up their guts that they want to use for a thrill that all their money cannot buy someplace else. That’s cool with me. I’m using them too. I’m a tough dude, a true thug, I got my hustle, and I will rise to new heights using whatever – and whoever – I need to. I spent some more time with the old man, but then my balls started roiling, and while my head was paying attention to what he said, my dick was sniffing out all the sex that was happening in the penthouse and demanding to be part of it. Time to be a Pay 4 Play toy and put this Wreckin-AIDs-Bone to work!

Monday --- hooked up with a regular fuckbud, a 30-something bear who drives a beer truck. Had a good time with him. Usually I seed him but this time after fucking him for a while he wanted it outside, so I pulled out and blew a thick hot load on his face, chest, and belly. Yeah, it was a big one. Tuesday -- Nothing, but watched porn and blew a load so hard it hit me in the forehead. Wednesday -- Another regular fuckbud, a cub in his 20s who still lives with his mom. He really likes it when I fuck him, but to be honest, I'm not that into him and when I'm breeding him, I usually have to focus on some other fantasy. This time, it was masctravelingpup. Thursday -- Met up with an older guy and had a very intense non-penetrative session. Just to experiment, I cued up the popper training video and did the hits while I waited for him to arrive. So, I was worked up when he came to the door. Then, hot naked sex with still more poppers and a severely intense climax. I may have over done it because I felt wrecked for the rest of the day. Then today, the rare A4A hook up that actually shows up. He's a married teacher at a Catholic middle school with a loose, velvety bottom who was begging for my load. Being generous like that, I sent him home with two loads in his ass.

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..

A lot of times if I go to a sauna, at one point I’ll go into the glory hole section with my ass lubed and press it up against the hole and wait. There are almost never any takers, although once or twice someone might fuck me for a couple of minutes and then leave, or the guy will try to push my ass away to reach through the hole to grab my cock, which means I will just leave. My experiences with glory holes may simply be bad luck, or maybe I don't quite know how they work, but in any event I’ve never had my ass properly bred through a glory hole, although I've long wanted to. One of the very very few times I’ve topped was through a glory hole and I unloaded in the guy's ass, but I’ve never had it the other way, the way I really want. Until Saturday. The towel was on over the door, and the cubicle next to his was empty, so I walked in, making sure I was careful to leave the door open - it’s fun to let people watch. My ass was nicely lubed with a previous cumshot and I press it up against the hole, and waited. I felt fingers inside me, then his cock, long and slow as he entered me. It’s an interesting experience for me: all I know of him is the feel of his cock starting to fuck inside me, and the sounds he’s making from the other side of the wall. No hands on my body, no words, no gazing into his face. A purely deconstructed fuck. And it felt really good! He had the perfect size cock for my ass, thrusting hard enough to trip my body orgasms but without causing any pain. Niiiice! Some guy has stopped by the open door to watch, and I was making a lot of noise as the guy behind the wall starts to get deep into thrusting in a good rhythm. I pressed my ass hard against the wall and could sense he was doing the same, pressing his hips into the wall to achieve the maximum depth as each of us reached a crescendo. As I was aware the top was getting close, I stared into the eyes of the guy who was watching and shouted loudly “Oh yeah, cum in me!” I found myself repeating the words "Cum in me, cum in me" over and over as I really didn’t have much control. I could already feel the body shivers and orgasmic ripples that accompany a good fuck session and my legs are shaking a bit from pressing my ass against the wall - but no matter. It felt so fuckin' good. Then, simultaneously, I felt a warm rush inside my ass. Yessss! Just as from the other side of the wall I heard a breathless “Mmmmmm!” and “uhhhh!” It was so interesting just to feel the cumshot and hear the sound but nothing else. I pushed my ass hard against the wall, taking the guy as deeply as possible. He kept fucking for a bit longer and then pulled out. He was about to leave his cubicle when, in a split-second, I realised I didn't want to know anything about this man, so I quickly shut the door and looked away. Weirdly, it felt as if I was hiding. Clearly I wasn't ashamed as I was happy to let the other guy watch, but I wanted to preserve the absolute anonymity of the encounter. I heard his door open, and he was gone. I have no idea who he was, how old he was, if he was fit or not. Nothing. But I had was his cumshot in my ass, a flying jizzjoy which left me rock hard and smiling, and the memories of the sounds he made. Perfect.

Standing at the bar I surveyed the offerings of the evening, which were pretty slim for a Friday night. Mostly old guys, not the younger twinks I was looking for. There were a couple I had already done that were desperate for a repeat, and why wouldn't they? I was a God. And I knew it. My name is Josh. I'm a prime piece of 18 (though my fake ID says otherwise) year old all American, blond haired, blue eyed fuck machine. 6'2" of smooth, tan, jock muscle with broad shoulders, hard pecs, narrow waist, washboard stomach, strong thighs, big calves, an amazing rock hard bubble butt, and the fattest 10 1/2" cock anyone would be more than grateful to worship. God damn I'm perfect. But like I said, I like those young leather twinks. Guys I can really lord my awesomeness over while I abuse and dominate them, making them beg for the mere privilege of being in my presence, and thank me while my horse cock rapes their hole like never before. However, I don't like repeats, even though they were desperate for me to take them again. Hell, everyone was desperate for me. Those old leather queens could barely keep their tongues in their mouths as they eyed my splendor, wishing I would give them the time of day. But they can look all they want, they ain't gettin! I took a fresh drink from the bartender and leaned my back against the bar, resting my elbows on the bar, sticking my chest out behind my open leather vest so they could get a good view of this perfect torso they'd never get to touch. One of the guys came up to the bar right next to me to get a drink. He was probably in his 50's, about my height. He wore a leather harness over his very hairy barrel chest. As he waited for his drink he leaned his bearded face into my ear and asked how things were going this evening. I turned my head away as I mumbled a response so he would know I wasn't interested. He just got his drink and went back to where he had been and stared at me. I just drank my drink and ordered another one. As I started my next drink, I started to feel strange, kind of light headed and dizzy. The feeling got stronger, so I figured I needed some fresh air and headed for the door. As I stumbled into the alley, I noticed the guy in the harness had followed me out. He came up to me and wrapped his arms around my chest just as everything went black. I started to come too with no idea where I was. As my foggy head started to clear the first thing I noticed was a rubber mask covering my head. It had plastic eye holes to see out and some kind of tube for breathing. I started to panic and scream and thrash around. That's when I realized I was constrained. It didn't take me long to realize I was in a sling. My arms and legs had been securely tied down so the only movement I could make was a little bit in my torso and my head as I thrashed and screamed. "Looks like my new toy is finally awake." I heard a voice say. "Now the fun can begin." I stared in horror as someone came up to my head. I could see he was holding some kind of glass pipe that he proceeded to light and inhale. The next thing I knew, my mask entirely filled with a thick, white smoke. I had no choice but to inhale it. I coughed a bit as it hit my lungs, but more and more kept comming. Quickly I felt waves ripple through my body as my heart sped up and my brain started to race. Next I noticed someone with a long, thin syringe that had no needle on it. It was filled with some kind of liquid. He proceeded to start to insert it into my ass and I started to panic again. I was a fucking top! I had never had anything in my ass before! But my feeble protests were to no avail. In it went and very soon I started to feel a kind of burning in my ass. Quickly the burning turned to desire. Fuck, my ass was wanting cock. What the hell was happening to me? I didn't have long to ponder my fate as I soon felt something hard pressing against my butthole. My cries of no did no good as I felt a hard cock slide into my virgin hole, spreading my asslips apart, ripping me open. I howeled as my rapist buried himself to the hilt and I felt his pubes grind against my flaming hole. I could hear the room erupt in cheers as this conquest was made. Dear God! How many men were here witnessing my downfall? I could hear all kinds of cameras going off as I took my first cock ever. Again I didn't have long to ponder before the man grabbed my legs and started pounding my ass as hard as he could. I just yelled and cried as I was brutally fucked by what had to be a big cock. He would pull it all the way out before slamming it back in to the hilt. I could feel it deep inside me, plundering past my prostate, opening me deep inside. Much to my shock, after about 5 minutes it started to feel different. It started to feel good. Instead of screaming I started grunting in pleasure. "Oh.......oh.......Oh........Oh." I grunted each time he buried it deep in me. After what seemed like half an hour of steady pounding the mask was removed from my head and someone held my up so I could see my rapist. It was the guy from the bar pounding me with a cock at least the same size as mine. "Look at me boy!" he ordered as he continued to ride me. "I want to see my new slaves face as I breed him for the first time!" With that, he buried himself as deep as he could and pumped me full of his hot cum. I could feel his cock pulse deep in my guts as I got my first breeding ever. When he finished, he pulled out and moved to my head. I could see his cock covered in cum, blood, and some shit. Without a word he just rammed it into my panting mouth and forced me to clean everything off of it. Then again, without a word he started to piss in my mouth. I was shocked and choked and gagged as he emptied himself straight down my throat, but I had no choice but to swallow or drown. He didn't pull out till he was empty. Leaning down into my ear he whispered,"Welcome to your new life, jockboy. You will be the nastiest slut in this city before I'm done with you." My cock hardened at his words.......

Tricked and Set-up (Part I) My name is Danny. I'm 18, 5'8", 125 pounds, thin and lean with a runner's build. My girlfriend and I were big partiers. We would spend every weekend smoking meth, fucking each other (and whoever else was around). One particular weekend we were partying with this guy, Rod, who really loved to tag team my girl’s pussy with me. He was 22, 6'2", 180 pounds, a hot fucker, lean body with a big dick (about 10” long). We just loved breeding her cunt. After that weekend we became good friends and began to hang out. One weekend my girl said she had to go out of town for a few weeks to visit her parents who lived on the other side of the country. That left Rod and me alone to party and troll for pussy, oh, and we got along well 'cause Rod had a great supply to good shit to smoke. This weekend we decided to hang at his place and smoke a little as he called girls he knew to see if we could get some pussy to breed. As he called he offered me some G. I had never done G and thought, ‘What the fuck’ and drank it down. After a good hour of smoking and him calling we were no were closer to getting laid. We kept smoking and chatted as we got to know each other better. In our conversation he asked me if I ever had a booty bump. I told him that I hadn’t and was curious as to what it was and the effect it would have on me. When he told me it involved sticking a nice size shard of meth up my ass I was not enthusiastic at that prospect, but he said it was a better high then smoking. This had me very curious. Rod told me to drop my pants and he’d give me my very first booty bump. Although I thought it a little weird to have a guy play with my ass, I guess the meth and G gave me the courage 'cause I found myself dropping my pants and boxers, and, on Rod's direction, leaning over the arm of the couch. When I had assumed the position, he lubed up a finger and started rubbing my hole. At first it felt a little strange when I felt his finger slowly push into my hole. He then pulled out and told me he was going to stick the meth. This time he stuck two fingers in my hole along with some meth. He told me I should feel the burn as the meth melts which I did. It felt a little strange as he worked his fingers in deeper until he hit something deep inside me that it sent a shock through my cock and I began to get hard, very hard. A small, involuntary grunt escaped my lips as this happened. Then I felt him slid in a third finger as he worked my hole good. Another grunt escaped my mouth as I felt him begin to work three fingers in and out of my hole for a few minutes. Then as quickly as he had them in me they were gone. He asked me, “How are you doing there bro?” As I began to feel the meth work on me and my hard cock throbbed between my legs I told him, “I’m doing fucking fantastic.” He asked me, “Want a little more meth bro?” “Yes, fuck yes!” Rod placed a hand on my upper back, pinning me to the couch as I felt something hard and large begin to press into my ass. I looked over my shoulder to see Rod guiding his cock to my hole. I attempted to move, but couldn’t and with the meth working in my hole I don’t know if I wanted him too stop. As his cock slid into my hole I felt no pain. I felt a burn from the meth he had place on the tip of his dick as he slowly slid his 10” cock into my ass. I felt his balls snug up against mine and as he bottomed out deep inside me, he leaned down and whispered into my ear, “Now you’re gona know what it’s like to be a bred like a bitch.” Those words cut through me as he began to fuck my virgin ass. In my mind I was screaming 'No, please stop', but my body kept asking for more. Every time he slammed into me I would let out a moan of pleasure. Rod clearly knew exactly what he was doing to me. As Rod used my hole he told me, “I knew the second I saw your tight ass I would be pumping you full of my cum. How does it feel to know that the same cock that bred your girl's pussy is gonna breed your ass?” All I could think was that the situation he described was weird beyond words, but at the same time my cock was so hard with that thought I thought it was going to break off, so I wasn't about to object. Rod leaned down and began to kiss my neck and lick my ear. I made the mistake (or did I do it on purpose) of turning my head to meet his as he kissed me while he had his cock balls deep inside me and we grinding it in hard. He kept on pumping into me as I could feel the sweat begin to drip off his body. He began to pant a little and his thrust began to pick up speed and intensity. He shoved in hard and deep and began to groan. “TAKE MY CHARGED CUM BITCH!!” All of a sudden my cock exploded and I shot cum all over the couch and my stomach.

They were a perfect match, Benji and Brodi. The Baxter twins. Most identical twins try to differentiate themselves from each other, but not Benji and Brodi. They both had light red hair cut straight just above their bright sky blue eyes. Button noses perched above full, pink, pouty lips that created dimples when they smiled. And their skin was a creamy smooth paleness that covered their petite, slender, 5'7" frames. I had spent many times over the last couple of years jerking off while secretly watching the boys next door. This summer would be different. The boys were 18 now and had just graduated from high school. Just ripe for the picking. Their parents had left for the summer on an extended European vacation, leaving the twins home alone. And you know the trouble teenage boys can get into when left alone. And I was more than willing to help. My name is Dax. I'm a youthful 45 with thick, dark hair, brown eyes, and plenty of hair covering my muscular, 6' frame. Perfect Daddy material. My crowning glory was my thick, 8 inch cock with a bulbous head and huge veins running up and down it. It looked like an angry monster when hard. Perfect to breed some sweet boy ass. I didn't waste time starting my plan in motion. It started simply enough. First by inviting the boys over for beers and a movie one night, which they readily accepted. What boy wouldn't want to drink like a man? I made sure not to run the air condition so the house was a little warm, and I was just in my underwear. I also made sure to wear a pair of boxers that would gape open "accidentally" while we were chillin. After the first beer the boys shed their shirts and just sat around in their shorts while we watched an Adam Sandler movie. I had to try not to get erect staring at their smooth chests with large, pink nipples. After all, I didn't want to rush too fast and scare them off. I wanted them to trust me before I changed their world forever. A couple nights later we had movie night again. This time I wore a pair of white boxer breifs that outlined my cock perfectly. The boys took off their shirts right away and settled down with their "cool" neighbor with beer in hand. That night we watched a movie with lots of nudity and sex, and I started to up the ante and brought out my bong. "Wanna get stoned boy's?" I casually asked. "Fuck yea!" exclaimed Brodi. He was the more alpha of the two. "You are the coolest, dude!" I packed a nice fat bowl and we passed it around. As soon as it was gone, I packed another one. The weed and more beer had the boys loose and giggly. We got the munchies and pigged out on pizza and junk food while we put in another movie and bullshitted. Of course it didn't take long for the conversation to turn to sex. They already knew I was gay, and that didn't bother them. Kids these days aren't as freaked out by it, they all know gay people. I learned more about them that night. Neither of them were virgins, but had only each fucked one girl. The interesting thing was they lost their virginity together, in the same room, at the same time. It made me wonder what else the boys had done together. We smoked more weed and we were all as high as fuck. The boys started asking me all kinds of questions about gay sex. What was it like to suck a cock, or fuck an ass, or take it up the ass. I answered all their questions honestly, thinking how easy this would eventually be. All the talk about sex made the boys get hardons that they tried to discreetly adjust in their shorts. I decided to move just a little quicker than planned. Standing up, my own hard cock clearly outlined in my breifs, I popped in a porno. I made sure it was a bi porn for the first time. And I passed the bong around again. The boy's eyes were glued to the movie and they gently rubbed their groins. I just took my hard cock out and started jacking it. "Don't be shy boys. I don't know about you, but pot gets me fuckin horny! You don't have to be embarrassed about jerking off. It's natural, we all do it." "We're not embarrassed," said Brodi, pulling out his dick, "we jack off all the time. Kind of hard to hide when you share a room." Benji's eyes were just glued to my throbbing cock as he pulled his own dick out, not saying a word. Brodi's eyes were glued to the hot action on the screen. I was amazed how quickly I got these two sexy boys to pull out their teen cocks. And such pretty cocks, identical to each other, just like the rest of them. They were uncircumcised, about 6 inches, and leaked lots of precum. So sexy! I decided to push things further. "Have you ever jacked each other off?" I asked. "Yea," Brodi answered. "Its awesome to have another hand on your dick." "Yea it is," I said, "have you had a blowjob?" "No," said Brodi, "those chicks wouldn't suck us." "Pity," I said, lust taking over my mind, "they don't know what they're missing!" With that said, I bent down and engulfed Benji's cock, since he was next to me. He just gasped in surprise and pleasure as I expertly deep throated him. I furiously sucked him in and out, using all my best tricks, and very soon he erupted in my mouth, feeding me a big load of 18 year old cum. As Benji layed there in a state of extasy, I quickly dove on his brothers cock. Brodi was of course expecting this, and grabbed the back of my head, pumping his dick down my throat. "Oh fuck! That feels so fucking good dude! Oh my God! That's so much better than those chicks we fucked!" He too was soon pumping a hot load down my throat, mixing his twins sperm down in my belly. I pulled off and sat back, furiously jerking my own cock. Just as I was about to cum, I got the surprise of the night as Benji just leaned over and took my cock in his mouth. Oh god it was so sweet feeding that boy my load, and he did his best to swallow it down like I did. His brother just watched in amazement as Benji ate my cum. As we lay in a post orgasm haze, I half expected the boys to leave in embarrassment. But they just stayed, their spent dick hanging limp. I passed another bowl around, knowing our next meeting would be their true turning point.

This thread will contain the new adventures for Cody, his Dad, and his friends. You don't need to have read "Cody's Return" Part 1 and Part 2 to know what's going on here [Moderator's Note: Links Added] , but it can give you some back story. Also, I want to say a huge thank you to all the guys who's reached out to me... there's a few of you who've messaged me here and on BBRT and got my cock very hard (you know who you are), this first chapter is dedicated to you (and what I hope we get to do). -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- CHAPTER 1: Cody: There is a tingling, a pleasurable stinging sensation when a man’s raw cock slowly snakes its way into your ass that feels like no other kind of sex; when that man is your Dad it's even hotter. My Dad might have been asleep, but his cock was wide awake and ready to play. Considering all of the time I had recently spent with Sam, I really needed my father’s cum. I also needed to have 'the conversation' with Dad about Sam, but while my ass was quite sore, still I couldn't sleep as I was insatiably horny. I wanted Dad’s cum in my ass; his boy needed it right then. Dad was so good, so practiced at breeding my ass. It wasn't, perhaps, fair of me to let something like his need for sleep to get in the way of breeding his boy’s tight (but well used) butt. Still, as Dad and I almost always cuddle at night, and as on this night he was on his back, well, with a little lube, a little precum and a little patience, his cock slid into me nice and slow. I gritted my teeth a bit, wincing from the stinging sensation. Sam, and his friends generally fucked me hard and hung me up wet, but I didn't care; I needed Dad’s bare cock. I worked his cock slowly, ever so gradually lowering my ass onto his crotch, eventually reaching that happy moment when I could feel Dad's familiar, hairy sac, brushing against my ass cheeks. I loved the sensation of his cock being fully lodged in my ass. It was no less amazing he didn't awaken. Still, it was now well past 3:00 AM, Dad's breathing was restful and calm, so I knew he was still asleep. Sitting on his crotch, with his his fully engorged cum stick lodged inside my ass, I found myself remembering the first time Dad had fucked me. I had just turned eighteen two weeks prior. When I was too young to completely understand, my Mom died; Dad later told me she died of pancreatic cancer. All I knew was one day Mom was there, and suddenly she wasn't, leaving Dad and I alone. The funeral and burial completed, the funereal luncheon over, and now even her clothing donated to charity, Dad and I were left with each other. Any how, after Mom died, life slowly returned to normal. Not surprisingly, I suppose, Dad and I grew very close. Around the house Dad rarely wore clothes, and subsequently neither did I. He never said nudity wasn’t normal so I never gave it a second thought. As I got older it crossed my mind that our custom of stripping immediately upon getting behind the closed door of the house was perhaps not the usual practice of my friends' households, but I reasoned it was a matter of choice, and Dad and I had made the decision to make nudity a normal part of our life. Dad and I had always been open and he shared everything with me, he never talked down to me, or lied, even when I asked questions about adults or sex or the body. As I got into my teens I became a bit awkward around him even though I knew our home life wasn’t an abnormal thing. Dad and I had the conversation and he told me what he thought was right but also said I’d eventually decide what I want and what is right for me. The other thing we did that I didn’t see others do is we never closed doors, even when using the bathroom. More than once at night, from my room, I could hear him moaning. I always wanted to go to his room and see, but I never did. About the time I found the internet, my hormones were raging, but while I had a pretty good idea what was going on with Dad, I pretended not to hear it. The year I turned 18 my Dad planned a big birthday party for me and several of my friends and we had a great time. As it got late, and everyone finally left, I immediately went to my room and got rid of my clothes. I was bent over pulling off my shorts when my Dad entered my room. He was already naked and, having had a beer or two, was relaxed. We chatted about the party for a minute, but when I thought I noticed Dad checking out my body, I really didn’t give it a second thought - we had seen each other naked far to many times for his curiosity to mean anything. “Thanks for the party today, Dad, it was great.” He smiled, replying “You’re really growing up to be a handsome young adult, Cody." I think I blushed a little, then he offered, “And … you’re welcome.” With this he walked over, giving me a big hug and a kiss on my forehead. I remember feeling like a kid again, warm and safe in his hug, but then it happened: I felt my Dad’s cock rubbing against my stomach. My cock awkwardly comes to life, but then Dad releases me and left the room. My cock, however, continued to rise, thinking about Dad. I hit the lights and climbed into bed, of course being a late teenager, I immediately thought to jack off as I was horny as fuck. As I reached for myself, however, it first occurred to me that, for the past several months, the thought of Dad's body had permanently worked itself into my 'jack off fantasies' with the result Dad had become a major part of what got me off. He had become my entire world - and his cock had quite literally just been pressed against my body. In fact I could actually still smell his scent. I imagined his cock pressed against me again, my mind was racked with the thought of engaging with him in a full blown fuck session. I wanted Dad, but honestly didn't know what to make of my yearnings. So I lay in bed, beating my cock, imagining Dad's body and cock, trying to work myself to release, when suddenly I hear Dad moan. Clearly Dad was also beating off, and, as I was more than curious, I made my first major decision as an 18 year old: I was going to watch my Dad blow a load. I soundlessly moved towards his bedroom with the intent of watching, making my way down the hallway, doing my best to be conscientious of my body and any noise it might make, doing my best impression of a cat. Dropping to the floor, I crawled into Dad's room, knowing that, giving the position of his bed and the fact that the lights were off, I had a good chance of being able to crawl to the foot of his bed without Dad being aware of my presence. I really loved his bedroom as it bares the scent of his body, which left my heart pounding and my cock hard and leaking. 'Fuck it,' I thought, 'I'm gonna jack off too.' At that point Dad moaned as he worked his rod. Then, to my surprise, I distinctly heard him quietly grunt “Cody… Cod… oh fuckkkk … ohhh baby … ohhh baby boy … that’s it yeah.” I froze, asking myself 'Dad's calling my name?' Did he hear or see me? My cock felt too good, however to allow me to dwell on the question, and involuntarily I quietly moaned “Ahhhhhhhh.” At least I thought I had been quiet, but apparently not as I then felt a hand on my shoulder as my Dad gently said “Cod baby, you don’t have to hide. You can come up here. We’ve always been open with each other. You don’t have to sneak around. We can jack off together.” My eyes must have looked like those of a deer caught in the headlights of a car on a country road. “Guilty," I muttered, not really knowing how to respond to him, followed by the croak "Okay", as I swallowed hard, my eyes completely trained on the shadow above me. I could barely see him as I got to my feet, moving to the side of the bed. “Get under the covers with me, son,” Dad said as he pulled the sheets back. I could just make out a shadowy naked form. Still I looked down, trying to see his cock, only to realize my father was awaiting me. “Come on boy," he urged. Looking back at him, I climbed into bed as he turned on a side lamp, which gave a dim light, enough light, however, that I could now see his face. “Dad, ..." I stammered. “It’s okay, son. I told you no secrets between us. I love you.” “I love you too, Dad.” "And it looks like I’m not the only one who’s horny.” I blushed a bit, but smiled, a smile which Dad returned, which broke the tension of the moment. “Dad … I … I’m just …." “You what, baby boy? It's okay, it’s me. We share everything. You can tell me anything." “I love you!, no, I want you!” I blurted out, interrupting him. There it was out in the open. Then I immediately look away feeling awkward; Dad, however, took my chin in his hand, turning my face to his. “Dad .…” Dad placed his finger over my lips, “Shhhh…”, his eyes looking through me, then he looks down towards my cock. Before I could think, he placed my left hand on his cock, and, taking my cock in his hand, we began slow-stroking each other, not speaking, but also not breaking eye contact. I couldn't believe I was actually stroking another man's cock - in fact, my Father's cock. For that matter his precum was slicking-up my hand. Dad leaned in towards me, a broad smile on his face, our eyes trained on each other. Dad’s face was now right against mine and he’s looking at me and my mouth and then my eyes, back and forth. This was it, the first time I was jacking off with my father, when he suddenly presented me with another first: without preamble, he presses his lips to mine and kissed me. Not a kiss such as he had given me in the past, a fatherly peck, no, this was a lover’s kiss. I did my best to match the intensity of his kiss, and as I did, his cock spurted a particularly generous quantity of precum. After that Dad invited me to sleep with him every night. It wasn’t long until I learned to suck and appreciate his big cock; my Dad, my boyfriend. Dad said, “Once you become an adult you can decide for myself what you want Cod,” making it clear he trusted my judgment. For me, I was sold: this was what I had fantasized about, my first boyfriend – my own father. “Ahhhhhhhh……….. ahhhhhhhhhhhhh…,” a huge groan and exhalation. Dad’s hands were now holding my thighs; I was riding my father’s cock. He was, of course, fully awake. At this point though I’m impaling myself on his cock, and as much as it stings, I really want his cum inside me – I’m working him hard to get it. “Ohhhhh fuck boy ... ohhhhh fuck … you needed Daddy’s cock huh?” I let out a long moan, “Yeeeeeeeeess….” “Do it boy… ride Daddy’s big cock.” The sounds of sex in the room is obvious as we could both hear the sloshing sound of a raw cock fucking a cummy ass. “Is that cum in there, boy?” “Yes, Daddy,” I replied, trying to sound younger than my 22 years since I know it makes him a little crazy. “FUUUUCCCKKK that’s hot!” Dad seems so horny, but he also seems completely happy to just lie here and let me do all the work for to get his spunk. I start wondering if, having had a great deal of sex with Sam and his friends, I was HIV+, and then the thought also crossed my mind “If I’m positive from Sam having fucked me, will Sam also have converted Dad? "Ohhhhhh…. Ohhhhhh…. It feels so fucking good Dad." “Yeah boy… ride me… I’m getting close." I knew my Dad was about to cum inside my ass, if only because he never lasted long after he says the magic word 'close'. The thought of Sam fucking me flashed through my mind, especially the several occasions where I begged him to fuck poz cum into me, which he was more than happy to do. If I was now positive, what could I say? I had asked him for his poz load far more than once. “Dad … I … I …., “ but the words weren't forth coming, which was fine anyhow, as my next (quite involuntary) utterance was “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh……… ahhhhhhhhhhhhh…. Oh fuck … Daaaaa…..” and my ass clamped down on his cock as a huge load comes flying out of the business end of my cock. “Oh fuck…. Oh fuck…, “ as my orgasm racked my body. “Cod! ... FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!” Dad's cock was obviously releasing its pent up load. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck Cod…. Ohhhhhhhhhh … Ohhhhhhhh.” Our grunts, moans, and ragged breathing were heavy as our orgasms subsided, and we gradually came down from the release. “That is so fucking hot,” I moaned between deep gasps. “Yes it is baby boy … needed that so bad,” Dad gasped, adding "…and I’m soaked now.” We both laughed. I climbed off his cock and lay down beside him, kissing Dad. He leaned into me, squishing all of my cold, wet cum into my stomach. I loved him so much, and couldn't think of the words to explain I might be infected, even if I knew Dad had always been there for me, and been open with me. Still, I had to find the words. “Did you have a good time with your friends last night?” I asked him. “Yeah it was good … this is better,” he replied as he kissed me. “You?” "Same with me …, “ pausing, and adding "Dad, I’ve been having sex with .…” "It's okay, Cod, I’ve been having sex too.” “Sam?” I blurted out. “Yes," he answered, pausing, only to add, “Sam … how did you too connect?” “Uhmmm… well saw a message from him on your phone once, and then didn’t know it was him, but met him on BBRT and we started talking and well ... He’s fucked me a couple times.” There was an awkward pause, then he says, “Same with your old man, I guess. I don’t ‘always’ go jogging.” A laugh escaped us both, giving me the courage to say “Haha… uhmm yeah … figured. Dad it’s just that … well, I’ve been fucking bareback.“ Another pause. “Me too, baby boy… always hated condoms. I got tested last week.” “You did… what did…?” “Negative.“ I looked at him, paused, ran the thoughts through my mind and resume saying “I haven’t actually tested poz … so who says I am until they tell me otherwise?” Then Dad piped in, suggesting "Why don’t we go this week? We can get tested together.” “But you just ….” “Doesn’t matter. Besides, the guy that works there.…” "Oh, I know. You mean 'Chris'." "Yeah… how did you?” "Fuckbud brought him over once. He’s hot.” "Yeah he is ... anyways, not that you’re positive, but you can see how easy it is to test, and maybe it’ll put your mind at rest.” “Yeah … uhmmm… okay” was my only reply. The day went by and Dad and I spend it together. Then next morning Dad was out for a jog when it hit me "I bet Sam is fucking him right now.” Part of me was jealous. I was really horny, so I decided to find out. Me: I’m horny Sam: Me too Sam: Busy today though Me: Breeding my Dad? Sam: Maybe: P Me: Fuck! I want Sam: What do you want? Me: + cum Sam: Dirty boy Sam: Jake asked if he can text you, gave him your #, hope that’s ok Me: That guy you told me about before? That’s cool, can I have his # too? Sam: Yeah I’ll send it, one sec Sam sends me Jake’s # and I decide to message him instead of waiting when literally a message from an unknown contact appears on my phone. Jake: Hey this is Jake, … Sam gave me #, hope it’s cool to message you Me: That’s weird Me: I was just going to text you lol Jake: LOL Me: Yeah it’s cool … Sam told me he gave you my # Jake: He talk about me? Me: A little lol Jake: Oh really? What’d he say? Me: Nm … just said you guys had some group fun Jake: Yeah we did … that it? Me: He said you’re HIV+ … prob from that night Jake: Yep I’m poz Jake: About a month now Me: Hope its ok he told me that … don’t wanna seem nosey Jake: Its cool Me: So you got it from him? Jake: Always bb’d here Jake: We think his hot friend Sergei is the one that actually gave it to me Me: How do you know that? Jake: I’m horned. Can we get together? Horny? Me: LOL… always Me: Yeah that’s cool Jake: HOT (includes a pic of his cock) Me: Damn… that’s a hot cock! Jake: And it’s poz … sure it’s ok? Me: Hell, yeah -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jake: Cody gave me his address and I told him I was immediately heading out to his place. The thought that we were both HIV+ left my cock leaking. But then he'll confirm as much at some point when he gets tested. I intended to make him beg me for poz cock and then when he does test poz, we’ll hopefully discuss it, and I’ll let him know he got it from me. The thought of watching him fuck and breed a few guys before he got tested, just so he could still claim to be neg, was perversely exciting, especially knowing when he finally learns he had converted, he might get weird about being poz and fucking raw. Or even worse, he might go on meds right away. Personally I didn't intend to take any meds until I had to. I wanted to share the bug with as many guys as I could. On the drive to Cody’s house the thought of Chris, the hot guy at the testing center crossed my mind, specifically the way he flirted with all the guys there. Was he truly an incorrigible flirt, or was he actually poz, and using his job as a way into other guys' pants? Or perhaps, was he still neg and chasing the bug? I decided I would just have to find out.

Hi everyone. Long time lurker, first time poster, but I wanted to share the experience of my first time taking a raw load from someone other than my husband. On Saturday, my husband invited a dude he met on Grindr over. We've played around with other guys before, but never anything bareback/raw. Before the dude arrived, I smoked a bowl and got poppered up, while my husband blindfolded me and restrained me to the bed. When the top arrived, my husband let him in the bedroom and told him to have his way with me -- leaving me totally blindfolded, restrained, and alone with a stranger. I never ended up seeing what the guy looked like, but his dick was nice and thick -- and he manhandled me like a very dominant top, fucking me in a few different positions before dumping his raw load in me. He never said a word -- just entered the room, unzipped his pants, fucked and filled me, and left. All I have to remember him by is the load he dumped in me, and the sweat that fell from his body while he raped my hole and filled me with his seed. After the top left, my husband entered and fucked me raw; I spent the rest of the night leaking two loads. Best Saturday yet. :-)

So taking poz guys on meds bare is the safest way to go? At least they cant slip off the condom and surprise you or have the condom break and that's really safest?

Epilogue June/7 They found the boy the next morning and were horrified at the scene. Everyone knew what goes on at that park, but this was first time there had ever been a death. And for the death to be that of a child made it all the more tragic. What was he doing there, did someone bring him, but more importantly WHO WAS HE. There had been no missing children matching his description reported but it was still just the early morning and the parents may not even be aware the lad is missing. "I think we need to keep a lid on this for the time being. Don't tell the papers or anything. I mean to say look at the state of this child. I mean look what these fags did to him. They'll fuck anything that moves. Look how much semen is laying on the ground around him. It looks like every fag in the city dropped by and fucked the lad from both ends. Take him away Sam were all done here. Have you seen Officer Bradley?" "No, why? I think he is off today." "Odd as I was pulling in the parking area I saw his truck parked near the water." "Well I know he likes to spend time here maybe he went fishing." "Thats true and I think I remember hearing him say something about fishing this weekend." 'Well lets get out of here and see what the coroner has to say." ******************************** Frank and Mary had left the park soon after the kiss they had with the strange man. The drove as if in a trance to Doogie's house. They found the key under the flower pot they opened the door and waited inside as they were instructed. When Monday morning came around a man came up the path to the house. He knocked on the door and it opened at his touch. "Doogie? You home?" He called out with a puzzled tone to his voice. "Doogie? Where you at? HELLO?" He walked down the hall to his room and as he opened the door there was a sharp pain at the back of his head. "Now we need to tie him up and wait." Uncle Joe roused around and and figured out he was tied up and blindfolded. He didn't know how much time had passed. His head rolled and then he was smacked from one side. "Who's there? Where is Doogie? Who the hell are you?" His questions went unanswered but he was smacked in the face again. Hours and hours passed and still nothing was said no matter how many questions he asked. He hoped that Doogie was ok. He heard a door open and he asked again, "What the HELL DO YOU WANT?" "Leave him we need to get going." They left and drove down town to the city coroner's office. ******************************** The coroner looked sadly down at the boy. How could someone do this to a child. I don't care how handsome he was you cant do this to a child. He caressed the boys face and down his body. He was getting turned on thinking about what the boys final moments must have been. Taking the cocks of all those men. One could only imagine in what ecstasy he was in. He was in the process of turning the boy over so he could get a look at his rectum. He was amazed that there was still fluid leaking out of him. As he started to put his finger around the boys anus and enormous gush of semen came out. It looked like half a gallon of the stuff. He put his hands on either side of the boys ass and spread his cheeks ass he did so his hole relaxed again and even larger amount of semen came flooding out. He was amazed and he started to finger the boys ass, and more came out the more he played with it. He put his finger deeper in and felt his anus contract around his finger. He jumped back amazed. More semen started gushed out of him. His body started to convulse and he coughed up even more semen. He just stood back in horror and watched the whole sordid scene as about 5 gallons of semen were expelled for his openings. The boy continued to cough and gag and he got to his knees in the pool of semen on the exam table. "What the hell is going on?" Doogie said in a hoarse rasp of a voice. "I don't know you were dead." "Is this cum? Where did it come from?" "All that was in your body between your ass and stomach. If I had to guess there was nothing else but semen in your GI tract." Doogie didn't know what came over him but he put his face down into the pool of cum and started to eat it. The coroner looked on in continued horror as he saw air bubbles forming in the huge pool of semen. He ran over and garbed the kid by the hair and pulled him from the pool. His face was completely covered in the creamy semen. The kid had his mouth wide and his tongue, which was VERY long, was all over his face not trying to loose a drop on the semen. "What are you doing? "I need to get every drop." "Why?" "Its sacred seed, every one has a purpose." As he said that he plunged his face back into the pool and started sucking it down again. He came up for air after a long time his face covered again in the fluid. The coroner didn't know what came over him but he rushed forward and started to lick the semen off the kids face. Before long they were sharing a sloppy nasty cum filled kiss. He started ripping off his clothes and his rock hard cock was sticking straight out. He pushed the kids face back in the pool of sacred seed and he shoved his cock into the boy. Bubbles came up from all around the boys face. He pulled the boy up by the hair and he gasped for breath. "Fuck my ass and put me back in the pool." The coroner did as he asked. Like he needed to boys permission. He shoved down so hard that there was a wave of seed that splashed over the rim of the exam tables. "Oh NO!" The corner ripped his cock out of the kid and he got down on the floor and started eating the seed off the floor. The kid pulled his face out of the dwindling pool of semen. He scraped the seed off his face and and put it in his mouth. He looked down and asked what he was doing down there. "Some of the seed splashed out of the tray. The kid too dropped on all fours and started to go the other was around the table sucking up the spilled seed. They met and fought over the last little bit on the floor. Then the met in a kiss and continued to fight over the holy seed. They got up and he shoved his dripping cock back in the kid and shoved the kids face down in the pool. He fucked away and was completely lost in the fuck and didn't hear the doors open. In walked the park couple, they took one look and the table and they two joined the boy with their faces in the ever dwindling pool of sacred seed. Soon the new man grabbed a syringe with a large blunt end like a turkey baster and drew up some of the seed. They walked over to the fucking couple and got down on the floor under them and pushed the syringe along side the coroner's cock and injected the cum into the mix. The coroner felt the additional slickness and he sped up his fucking. He did this 4 times injecting about 2000 ccs into the kids ass. "Fuck that seed deep in my ass." The coroner worked the new semen into a froth and the mas was down there licking up the drippings off the boys balls and around his hole. He plowed for all he was worth the kids face was still down in the pool of seed. There was not much left and between the boy and the woman were now scooping it towards their mouths to make sure every bit was saved and put to a good use. He felt his climax building and then he finally let loose and unloaded into the boy. The next thing he knew he was at his desk with his head down asleep. He awoke with a start and wondered what had just happened. The boy and the 2 other people were gone. There was no trace that the boy had ever been there. *************************** Across town Gaetan Dugas (Doogie) walked up the path to his house. The man and woman explained to him the set up. He was to go in and untie his uncle and act like he had been tied up in the other room the whole time. He was to tell Bob that they were common buglers. But they didn't take anything and didn't lave anything so there was really no point in contacting any one. That night Gaetan had a dream. In that dream a man appeared to him and talked to him at great length. Ive given you a special gift and you are my number one disciple and I need you to go out and spread the word of the sacred seed, that you carry in your balls. Your job is to go forth and prosper. I need you to procreate the sacred line. I need you to go forth and recruit others into our brotherhood. You do this and our army with grow and grow until we take over the world. All you have to do is fuck as much as you can and you will convert them to our cause whether they want to or not. Each of them become a carrier, and will lead the charge. I need you to get a job that will keep you moving around so that you spread the holy seed far and wide. But I am sad to tell you that you can't fuck anyone here in town. I need you to keep your seed in your sack or eat it yourself while here in town. You di have one person you can fuck and that is the city coroner. Since he shared in the sacred semen seed swap he is now a brother. He will only be attracted to you so there is no worry of him spreading the seed. It is all part of the plan. But like I said I need you to only fuck one or two people per town locally. I need to keep this low key for a while. I am thinking you should join and airline and become a pilot or a steward that way you can travel all over the country spreading the word.

Met this cute as fuck straight white trash/ wigger dude, bout 24 6foot blond hair and nice body. Pants sagging to his knees and backwards cap, facial tats(the whole package) on the street that wanted to smoke some green. He came over( I asked if he wanted to fuck and he said he didn't fuck dudes that's gay) but let me swallow his cock and sweaty balls until he busted down my throat(guess mouths aren't gay). Little did I know that while he was watching porn(straight porn

If you can get it hard, I will give up my hole...it is just that simple. A fuck is kinda like a haircut...even a bad one does not really last all that long....so why be too picky. In the long run, I do appreciate a skilled top (regardless of looks, size, race, etc) and I make a great effort to be a skilled bottom. I have found great sex is not always based on looks. Of course, there are some hot guys that just make you wanna take them NOW!

I keep the cum inside me for at least several hours unless someone wants to eat it out of me, which I love. I like knowing it's in there and sometimes finger my hole for a taste especially if I have an audience in an abs etc. I like going about mundane errands like grocery shopping with my ass full of cum knowing it could leak out. At the end of the day, I bend over with my ass pointed at the bathroom mirror and watch it come out of my ass

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.

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.

Sorry to hear about the Hep C. This is what stopped me from doing bb orgy parties where unwashed dicks are going from hole to hole. There is a decent chance you got it when a hung top rough-fucked another Hep C positive bottom and then slid into your hole with blood on his cock from the other bottom and rough-fucked you. Do get yourself looked after. If HIV is the sprinter in this race, Hep C is the marathon runner. Both will kill if left untreated. For some reason, everyone is more focused on HIV and PrEP as if Hep C doesn't exist or is a threat. There's no vaccine for it yet.

They would have to wickedly unappealing for me to say no. More about talent.

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…..

It's probably the safe sex thing compared with a disinterested wife who doesn't like giving blowjobs. I do like to suck cock, but also want my reward. A guy pulling away just before cumming and walking away is just the worst

Two young muscle boys from my 24 hr gym about 3 weeks ago. Both teenagers, they were obviously interested in one another when I walked in. At first, I pretended not to notice initially but steadily made it more obvious that I was watching as they became more and more 'involved' with each other. If my eyes weren't giving me away, the raging hard on must have. Eventually they moved into the showers and closed the door. As I assumed I wasn't welcome to follow, I tried getting back to weights. After a few minutes, I realised that the door to the change room was open. I was being invited, to watch at least. Then the older one signalled me to come closer...he turned me to face the younger one and pulled down my shorts. His cock was pushing past my sphincter before my mouth was on his mate's cock. I took several loads each that night as they swapped me between them.

I love springtime. The sun shines, the air is warm, and all the women in town seem to be pregnant. Everywhere I go, all I see is preggos and new mommies. This means only one thing to me: horny-as-fuck new or soon-to-be fathers. I've been getting so much married/attached straight guy dick lately, it's insane! I try and not post on craigslist too frequently, but when I do the goal is to get as many loads as possible then hopefully make many of the tops regulars, if possible. The past two months have been filled with so much bareback sex, and always with guys on the dl. Most of them don't even bring up condoms when I say I want their cock and cum in my ass and then the rest agree to go bare because I'm neg (true) and don't do this hardly at all (so not true!) My married hookups are split between about 50/50 host/travel so only about 4 of my regulars actively fuck me in the bed they share with their wives/gfs but it's so fucking hot. Nothing is hotter than texting some young, married father "here" and going in a wrecked house full of toys, clothes, and dishes that the kids and wife were running around in just a few minutes before and hurrying to the messy master bedroom. Married daddy shoves the mixed dirty/clean laundry to the floor and pulls his hastily showered dick out of the top of his basketball shorts. He's tired and distracted but as soon and my lips meet his neglected dick it's almost pathetic how hard he gets and how fast. Why won't these women satisfy their men!? I pull down his shorts and run my hands over his back, ass, and calves. He grunts in pleasure because it's been so long since anyone even touched him and my light massage is much appreciated. We'd like to take our time but we know it's entirely possible the woman will return for something forgotten so we get to why I'm here. I take off my shorts but keep on my hoodie. He tongues my hole for a few seconds before spitting on his dick and penetrating me with force. I buck from the shock but don't tell him to slow down because time is so, so limited. My ass is freshly cleaned so it's nice and wet in there and quickly we're at a deep, fast rhythm. His balls are hitting my balls and his thighs are slapping my ass - I can see us in the full-length closet mirror that's surrounded with pinned artwork and sticky notes about dentist appointments and I fucking cum so hard because of how utterly slutty and depraved this is. He doesn't last long because it's been ages since he nutted and when he does I can feel it spurting in me, seemingly by the quart. His moan is almost a cry because it's so intense and his legs start trembling. He wants to dismount but I'm milking his spewing cock with my hole, clenching and draining every last drop. That's something the missus would never do and he collapses on top of me from the intensity. For what feels like forever we're in that perfect 'dickmatized' state: his still hard dick in my warm, open, clenching hole, both not talking and just continuing to rut again each other because it feel so damn good. This ends far too soon and I slip on my shorts as he leads me out through the garage with the promise of a repeat encounter. And I know he'll be texting me again. I have a lot of regular breeder tops and this is only one of the dirty and awesome experiences I've had. They are so desperate for a warm hole to nut in that they'll fuck you in their homes or within minutes of meeting the wife and kids at Ruby Tuesday. Thank god for married guys on the dl!

Click here to see Felching Pisser's original blog post... South Bend—April, 2014 (Immediately after the last post.) I slept for a bit at Steamworks. I’d done four hours of piss play and fucking at the piss party then almost as much at the bathhouse. My body told me it had to rest. Despite the giggling in the hall, the pounding music and the noisy rutting next door, I drifted off fairly fast. I awoke in time to get out before I had to renew. I drove to Ryan’s house, met Alejandro (who was watching a movie with Ryan) and fell into Ryan’s bed. They would wake me before the others arrived. I must have slept soundly for I never heard the fucking happening upstairs. Only later did I learn Ale had left a huge load up Ryan. They woke me—all smiles. We set up the sling next to the double bed just before the last two arrived. Ryan had invited three men, all of whom happened to be Hispanic. Alejandro—25ish, short, cute and worked out. When I said hello to him earlier, I couldn’t help but notice how his jeans clung to his hot looking ass. Miguel and Luis have shown up in these pages before. They are both in their mid-40’s. Miguel is one of the most voracious bottoms I’ve met. Luis has a great cock that keeps his boy happy between the times when he whores him out. Ok. I’ll admit it. I was tired enough, that I don’t remember any kind of blow by blow of how this went down. Ryan has it all down on his blog “Spreading My Legs” in four installments. I know he’s right—for it is documented with four times the number of pictures he has kindly allowed me to use here. All I remember is: A constant back and forth between available holes. Everyone wanting to suck a cock pulled from the latest ass. Five creative guys twisting into any and every position to have great sex. So here’s a photo essay of pigs in heat. I do remember this moment quite distinctly. Luis was fucking Miguel. I warmed up in Miguel’s mouth. And we went right into the side by side fucking. I love watching other men fuck. And we switched asses. I also love watching bottom's kiss as we drive into them. Fucking Ale. Ale riding me. Miguel's turn to sit on me. Ale and I clean up Luis--fresh from someone's hole. Rimming Ale before I dive back in. Miguel sling fucked. Heaven. For all concerned. Getting ready to shoot. That's my cum. I felched it, of course. More...

My biggest fantasy is to be the only neg guy at a poz party, and to be fucked repeatedly by all the guys until I'm completely full of their cum. I don't know whether I will ever do it - I got offered a place in a poz party once but backed out - but the whole idea just really gets me horny as fuck...

Hey BBCumPigGA: Not sure how much porn of this type is out there. Maybe I should video the next time I bareback a trans guy and fuck his unprotected cunt. Whadda you think?

SPONTANEOUS CHASING -THE FINAL CHAPTER I didn't know how far Tom lived, but I was in no hurry to lose those poison loads I'd worked so hard to get. So instead of just pushing them out, I let them ooze out of my sloppy loose hole naturally. Before long I was quite enjoying the bumpy ride, with each bump making my naked ass squish around in the puddle of cum. It was quite a sexy feeling and my stiff dick was bouncing around in my lap like one of those dolls people put on the dashboard of their cars. Tom slowed the car after a few minutes, and reached down beneath my seat. I heard him click something, and then shoved the seat back as far as it could go. "Get on the floor and lick up some of that cum -but don't swallow it!" he ordered me. I eased off of the seat and got on my knees on the floor as he got back up to regular speed. I looked at the huge puddle where I'd been sitting, and could feel my wet ass dripping with cum, too, all over my ass and down the back of my legs. I couldn't believe I was about to stick my face in that mess of cum -it was the most piggy thing I had ever done. Fuck it, I said to myself. You wanted this. So I leaned down and slurped up about half a mouthful. Just the slightest taste of cum never fails to kick my sex drive into turbo, and I was fucking horny now! Tom reached over, grabbed the top of my head and pulled me towards his crotch. He had opened his pants as I was filling my mouth, so his huge dick was up and waiting for me. "Let's use that cum as lube, I want to get in good in your hot mouth," he told me. I kept my lips pinched tight right until his dick head was pushing at my lips, so I wouldn't lose a drop. I managed to get half of his big dick in my mouth and took a moment to swirl it around in the load mixture. He must have liked how it felt because he was growling in his throat. Then he put his hand on the back of my head and jammed me down, full length, onto his big meat. Fuck!!! I've never been the best at oral to begin with, not to mention taking a guy deep. Tom had his big dick wedged into my throat balls deep! I couldn't breath, my mind was exploding in pain, tears stung my eyes. This was nowhere near as enjoyable as when he was in my ass. He didn't give me time to rest, either. He began to skull fuck me hard and deep. The back of my head was pinned against the steering wheel, so he just kept hunching his hips up and jamming into my throat again and again. I was silently thankful that he'd gotten me to use the cum for lube -I couldn't imagine how this would feel without it. After a couple of minutes of this, he had worked most of the cum down my throat so he pulled back and told me to reload. I sniffled, swallowed, tasting cum and blood from my own throat, but I did as I was told. I slurped up another mouthful, and again the taste of that cum got me fucking horny as I was before. This time I dove down onto his dick! "Fuck yeah!" he roared. "That's a good piggy! Fuckin' take it! Yeah, we're going to make sure those toxic babies get into your blood one way or another!" Now I understood. He'd already gotten my ass torn up pretty good, and now he was making sure that my throat was raw as well. No matter, I was enjoying it. We repeated it one more time and then he told me to catch my breath because we were arriving at his house. We pulled into the garage and he closed the door behind us. Tom got out and came around to my side of the car to help me out. Then he carefully lifted the plastic sheet off of the seat, not spilling a drop, and carried it over to a rubber mat in front of the car. He dashed inside the house and came back with a black plastic bowl, which he let all of the cum slither into. I was surprised once it was in the bowl -damn that was a lot of cum!!! He's also brought us a couple of beers, so we rested for a couple of minutes and drank them, and then he told me to get down on all 4's in front of the bowl. He undressed totally so we were both naked now, and then he took a turkey baster, dipped it into the bowl and sucked some of the cum up, shot it up my ass, and then told me to get eating while he fucked me. Tom then jammed his dick into my cum-basted ass while I licked at the meal of cum like a dog. He certainly knew how to keep me wanting more. A whole damn bowl full of cum, fuck, that'll keep me horny for days!! He held my hips and pounded me fast, hard, and deep with every stroke. My mind was just spinning at this point. It was a high as if I'd been drugged and I hoped it lasted. A couple of times Tom stopped to suck up a little more cum with the baster and squirt it in my hole, and then he kept on fucking me. We were fucking non stop, in that same position, for nearly an hour. "Gonna get you pregnant, boy," he growled, and then he roared really loud, jammed deep inside of me, held my hips and unloaded yet another round of HIV cum into my tortured hole. I had pretty much licked the bowl clean of the cum, and now all of that toxic seed was inside me and not getting out. Tom yanked his dick out of my ass and a whole bunch of the cum came rushing out with it. I was so hard fucked that I couldn't clamp my hole shut and it poured out of me like a waterfall. He laughed and flipped me over into the puddle. I did enjoy that squishy wet feeling of my skin against the plastic. Tom moved me around in it, and then got down in there himself, rolling around until the puddle was gone and it was all over us. He crawled down and started licking around my ass, balls, and crotch, then met my mouth and stuck his cum covered tongue in. We shared a spermy kiss as our bodies slithered all over each other. Our dicks were still hard, but at that moment we weren't looking to fuck. From there we took turns licking each other clean of the toxic loads until it was all gone, each time slurping them between our waiting piggy tongues. Fuck I love wet sloppy messy tongue kisses especially when they're covered in cum!!! We lay there, tangled together, panting and out of breath, holding each other, and then Tom began to laugh. "Well, I don't know if it's what you went out looking for last night, but I think I got you fucked up good!" I hadn't been looking for it, but I know that I wanted it. And I was thrilled to have his babies swimming inside of me, getting me pregnant with his toxic seed.

i have a couple of thoughts......before castration, when i just had a small cock, it was never a good thing. I am not sure that any top (and was almost exclusively bottoming and was not shy about saying so) really had anything good to say about a small cock. but, now that i am castrated and my cock has shrunk to a very small size, it is something of a conversation piece. no doubt, some tops enjoy fucking me since i am a eunuch.....and that alone is a kind of unique experience for some guys. others just seem to marvel at how small my dick really is. never saw that having a tiny cock was a bragging point....but it is not keeping me from finding guys to fuck me.

SPONTANEOUS CHASING PART FOUR Exiting the back door of the club it was obvious that no fucking was going to be happening back there. There was barely any room to move, let alone fuck. So we headed out, at which point Carlton received a phone call and excused himself -work. Hey, at least I got fucked by that stud and taken his toxic load and didn’t even have to pay him for it! Tom took me by the hand and we walked back to his car, hand in hand as if we were boyfriends. I could feel cum leaking down my legs as we walked -yes, I was still plugged but my hole was gaping by now and there was so much cum in my ass that it just couldn’t be contained. I was glad to sit in the car, though I’m not sure how happy Tom would be that my ass was going to leave a big wet spot of cum. Also, sitting helped me keep the plug in place. Tom drove and at first I thought maybe he was going to head to another bathhouse or club, but we were heading out of town. I couldn’t even imagine what we were going to do out in the country. He pulled off at one of those public toilets that long haul truckers use, so I figured that he had to piss, though he could have done that anywhere. “I’m going to sit here for an hour. I want you to go into the bathroom and take as many of those trucker dicks in you, but tell them you’re only allowed to get their cum in your ass,” he instructed me. My dick had gotten instantly hard when he started telling me what he wanted me to do. Fuck, I loved feeling so free to be a total slut. Being a cumdump for all loads is something that I thought I’d only fantasize about but never actually get to live out. The bathroom smelled of men and piss so I could tell that it wasn’t often maintained -meaning I didn’t have to worry about getting caught. There were several men already in there, lined up against the walls pissing at the urinals, and from the closed doors to the stalls, a few in there as well. I’ve always been a little shy so I was debating how to get this started. The guys at the urinals had all glanced my way when I walked in. Mostly average guys, big, hairy trucker types. Eight in total -five at the wall urinals and three in the stalls. You never know if a guy is going to turn out to be a total asshole so this was definitely a risk. However, I had my orders. I walked to the last stall with the open door, walked in but didn’t close it. Facing the toilet, my back to the guys at the urinals, I dropped my pants and bent over. My ass was revealed and I thought I'd give it a few minutes and see what happens. “Fuck, what do we have hear?” one of the guys said playfully. He was the one closest to me and had just finished taking his leak, so I guess when he turned around he saw me. That was the intent, anyway. I felt his hands on my ass, so I reached back, felt his bulging crotch in his jeans. Good, he’s game, so I slid the plug out of my nasty cum-filled hole and stuck it in my mouth to clean off and then sat it on the back of the toilet. “You’re a fucking toilet pig, aren’t you?” he asked. “You want my dick in there?” “Yes please,” I groaned. “I hope you don’t mind taking raw dick because I ain’t got a condom,” he added, already feeding his nice dick into my wet opening. “Well, feels like you’ve already been taking it bare. Fucking slut,” he snickered, and then jammed all the way in. I lunged forward from the force, but quickly recovered and shoved my ass back to meet his thrusts. He fucked quick, hard and deep, and then grunted that he was about to cum. “You want my load? You want my load?” he yelled. “Yes please! Fill me with your cum!” I yelled back. He growled, held in deep and emptied his balls into me. “Fucking piece of trash,” he snickered as he pulled out and stuffed his dick into his pants and left. When I looked back all of the other guys were lined up for their turn, and the next one was in me in a matter of seconds. All of the cocks were different, some smaller but fat, some longer but average thickness. It was a good all around workout for my hole. Very different sensations from each of the men. The second guy had an average dick, and he liked to fuck slower with very intentional long strokes. He held my hips and slid his dick all the way in, then all the way out. I was loving feeling him penetrate me with every stroke, balls deep. He took about twice as long as the first guy, then blasted his load deep into me. He seemed to love my ass, and he kept saying, “Fuck, you’re so good,” while he used me. After he unloaded, he pulled out slowly and turned me around to lick him clean. Not wanting to wait, the third guy wedged his way into the cubicle and sat down on the toilet and pulled me down onto his 8” pole. From there he bucked up into me while I did my best to ride him and lick the second guy clean. The second guy left finally, thanking me for being such a whore. Now the fourth guy stuck his dick in my mouth while I rode the other. He seemed to get close to cumming fast so I pulled off. “Don’t stop,” he whined. “I’m only allowed to take loads in my ass tonight,” I told him, hoping he would understand. “You got someone owning you tonight?” he asked with a wicked grin. “No wonder you’re such a whore. I’ll wait and give you what you want.” The third guy pulled me down hard onto his lap and growled, “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Take it, bitch!” as he filled my ass with his seed. As soon as he was done he pushed me off of him, pulled up his pants and pushed past me to get out of there. I stood up and turned around again for the fourth guy, who immediately started fucking me. He would go fast and hard, and his dick was thick but not long so it felt good slamming into me, and then he slowed down for a few longer strokes. Then fast and hard again. “You sure you want to take it?” he asked. “Fuck yes, please give it to me!” I howled. He leaned over, his stomach against my back, and whispered into my ear. “I know all of these guys and we’re all poz, you know. This is one of our favorite spots to come and find sluts like you. You sure you want it?” I shoved my ass back into him and said, “Fill me with your toxic cum!” loudly so the other guys would hear. They all seemed to appreciate that because they started to add their own commentary as this guy finished with me, telling me I was a pig chaser, taking nasty loads, that they were going to fuck my ass up with their viral loads. All of this pushed #4 over the edge and he filled me full with his HIV cum, gave my ass a few playful smacks, and then eased out for the next guy. The next three guys did their thing very quickly, and then I was left with one. He was a big burly bear hunk and I was tempted to start drooling. He stuck his face in my ass and got some of that cum mixture all over his beard as he gave my hole a few licks to taste. “How many loads you got in this ass, boy?” he asked, his voice as husky and masculine as the rest of him. “I don’t know, more than 10,” I told him. “You owner is waiting for you outside?” he asked. “Yes, he told me to take as much cock and cum as I could for an hour, and only in my ass,” I replied. He pulled me hard against him and kissed me, lots of tongue and I could tell that he wanted me to lick his beard clean of all of the cum. So I did, and then he sucked my tongue for a minute to get it all. He led me out of the stall, the rest of the room now empty, and told me to get down on the floor, on all fours. I watched as he strolled around the room and finally spotted what he’d been looking for when he came out of one of the stalls. Dangling an anonymous impressively half-filled used condom in his fingers, he eased down to his knees and dribbled the load onto his hard dick and then slid into me. Fuck, this was so piggy and a little frightening -who the hell’s condom was that? As he fucked me at a very nice pace, he would drip more of the cum onto his cock on the out-stroke, and then shove it back into me, until it was all used up. He reached around and held it in front of my face. “Lick it clean while I unload in you” he instructed, now picking up the pace. Now I was really grossing myself out, but I stuck my tongue out and he slid the condom onto my tongue like it were a dick, and I licked it totally clean. I guess I wasn’t too disgusted with myself -my dick had never been harder and was bobbing furiously, leaking precum like nothing I’d seen before, as the big bear nailed me. The first taste of cum always brings the major slut out in me, so I only got more into the scene. Here I was in a public restroom, on the floor, getting fucked and bred by yet another stranger -and I’ve never been happier in my life. He growled like a true bear, and I felt his beautiful dick pulse and throb inside of me, draining his nuts into my super-sloppy hole. “You are one good fuck,” he said, waiting for his dick to start softening before making his exit. “I love sloppy seconds, but that was sloppy everything! I love pigs like you.” The funny thing is . . . his dick didn’t start to shrink. If anything, talking to me like that only got him harder. “Fuck, buddy, how about another load?” he asked me. “Anything you say,” I told him. “Let’s make this interesting,” he said, easing out of me and lifting me to my feet. Naked from the waist down, the big bear walked us out of the bathroom to the side of the building. “He your owner?” he asked, indicating the car where Tom sat watching us intently. “Yes.” “Let’s show him you’re being a good fucking slut,” he said, entering me once again from behind. I leaned my hands against the brick wall for support while this big bear rode me towards another orgasm. I just threw my head back and drank it all in. I was in sublime pig heaven. After a few minutes, with his dick still impaling me, he walked us over to Tom’s car and bent me over the hood. Continuing to pound me, I looked deep into Tom’s eyes. He had the biggest smile on his face, mixed with that look of total lust that is so hard to resist. We were grunting and growling as the big bear fucked my ass on the hood of the car, finally announcing through clenched teeth that he was pumping my ass full of his very high viral load. That seemed to really please Tom when he heard that. The bear’s second load felt bigger than the first, but eventually his balls stopped firing their poison spunk into me. He pulled out, slapped my ass and told me to get out of there. Without thinking, I went to the passenger door of the car and saw that Tom had put down a large plastic sheet over my seat. As soon as I sat down I realized that I had left the butt plug and my pants back in the bathroom. “Fuck that, you won’t need them,” Tom said, starting the car and pulling away. “While we drive back to my place, I want you to release all of that cum from your ass onto the plastic. I’ve got some plans for you and those loads,” he told me mischievously.

SPONTANEOUS CHASING - PART TWO “Get your shit, you’re coming with me,” he said. “I own you tonight . . . maybe forever,” he whispered in my ear. We climbed off of the bed and started gathering our things, the crowd outside the door began breaking up. Neither of us were dressed, and I followed him out of the room and down the hall towards the locker rooms (where I assumed the rest of his things were). I was stopped short when a very large and incredibly strong arm swung around me and pinned me face first against the wall. This felt quite violent and I had no clue what was happening -this is hardly the place for a mugging or gay bashing. It only took another second to figure out what this mountain-of-a-man had in mind, when the big knob of his dick head wedged into my cumsloppy hole. Just then the guy who had sort of claimed me appeared beside me and looked pissed. “What the fuck is going on? This boy is mine,” he told the guy behind me, not even sounding at all worried given there was a considerable size difference between them as well. The guy behind me began to ease his huge rod into my hole, with the first guy’s cum as the only lube. “Sorry, bud, but I heard this pig begging for some poz cum. I’ve got a week’s worth stored up in my balls and I want him to reap the benefits,” he replied. Any irritation totally disappeared from my ‘owner’s’ face, and a slight smirk replaced it. “Well, that’s the plan for tonight now, so give it to him. Fuck this whore up,” he instructed the big man, reaching over to me and taking my clothes from my hands. So there I was, standing in the hall in front of anyone and everyone, getting one of the best fucks I’ve ever had. Somehow I just loved embracing the exhibitionist in me. And especially since most of these guys now knew that I was taking poison cum in me, too. They must think I’m the biggest slut of them all. My throbbing hard dick told me that this was exactly what I wanted. I enjoyed every moment of the fuck. So many of my dreams were coming true tonight -this was another one. I love getting used by guys who are much, much bigger than me. The kind of men that basically use me like a blow-up fuck doll. They just pound my ass, use me to get their jollies, and then pump me full of their toxic swimmers. I felt the hot breath of this fucker close to my cheek. “I want you to beg for this cum. This is a gift and you need to ask for it. Tell all of these guys here watching that you want my seed in you, my viral cum. Tell them!” “Unh! Give it to me! Fucking fill me with your poz cum! I want your virus! Knock me up!” I yelled -and that was enough to push him over the edge. It took another couple of minutes for the big man to finish and empty his balls into me, and I felt it. Every throb and spurt, I felt it all. He pumped so much cum in me I actually had to wonder if he had cum or was taking a piss inside me. “Fuck, that’s a lot of cum,” I groaned against the wall. Hearing this, my owner told my fucker to keep me plugged while he ran to his locker. He sprinted out and returned seconds later with a butt plug. Nothing ridiculous, just an average plug. “Here, let’s slip this into you so you don’t lose a drop,” he said, crouching down and slowly easing the softening dick from my hole. As soon as the dick was out, the plug was jammed in. Not a drop was spilled. “Thanks slut, enjoy my strain,” the big guy whispered, giving my ass a firm smack and walking away, disappearing into the crowd. “Okay, so you got two loads of AIDS cum in your ass, now let’s get out of here. I’ve got someone I want you to meet,” my owner told me, taking me by the hand and leading me directly to the locker room where we dressed without incident. I followed him to his car, and noticed that my dick hadn’t gone soft at all. This was all so exciting for me, I couldn’t control myself. “Why don’t you suck my dick while I drive,” he told me. You don’t have to tell me twice. I unbuckled and my face found a happy home in his sweaty crotch. I slurped and sucked while he drove. He also made a call. I’m not sure to whom, and all he said was, “I’ve got a guy I think you might be interested in. Yes. Good. See you in ten,” and then hung up. He had also introduced himself as ‘Tom’ to whoever was on the other end of that call, so now I at least had a name to put with the dick and face. About ten minutes later I felt the car come to a stop. As I was about to sit up and check out where we’d ended up, Tom pressed his big hand onto the back of my head and kept my mouth exactly where it was. ‘Whatever’ I figured, and went back to sucking. The back door of the car opened and closed and Tom was talking to the new passenger as he pulled away. “Okay, you can get up now,” he told me. “This is Carlton. He’s a guy who just loves fucking guys asses up with his poison cum. You still want it?” he asked me, a shit eating grin on his handsome bearded face. I glanced into the back seat and immediately felt butterflies in my stomach and that butt plug in my ass began to quiver. There sat the most hunky, beefy, beautiful black man I’d ever seen. Actually, I’d seen him before -he’s a hustler. Or I should say ‘escort’ but from what I knew of him, he’s a hustler. I’d fantasized about being fucked and totally used by a nice big black cock, but hadn’t ever been so lucky. Clearly tonight was my lucky night, and I was going to take full advantage of this luck while it lasted. “Hell yeah,” I told Tom. “Head to that club downtown,” Carlton told Tom. “Let’s put on a show and scare the shit out of some naïve young twinks,” he chuckled. I was a little surprised at the club we arrived at. It was a nice dance club, but mostly for more straight-laced newbies, and I’m sure none of the usual clientelle would ever consider having any sort of sex without a condom. Aah, okay, now I understand what Carlton was talking about -he wants these goodie-goodie guys to see him fuck me bare. Inside the guys dragged me to the bathroom, which was basically full and had a steady stream of young men coming and going. Over by the urinal, Joe had me face the wall, Carlton pulled my pants down, removed the plug from my cummy hole and stuffed in into my mouth like a man-sized soother. And then he just stuck his big black cock head into my cum sloppy hole. Immediately I could hear the change in the crowd in there. They were all in shock as it was quite obvious that Carlton was sliding into me completely free of a condom. “Take my raw fucking dick you pig,” Carlton said to me loudly so that they would all hear.

When I see the next guy step up to the glory hole, I look up, and I see him looking over the wall at me. Through the glory hole, I notice that he’s in full leather, wearing codpiece pants, with a very large pouch. I’m definitely interested. He unsnaps the pouch, and out flops a very big, thick cock, which he pushes through the glory hole. I immediately take it in my hand, and start sucking on it, as it grows a lot thicker and longer (9” long by 7” around?). Soon, I’m just pressing my mouth up to the glory hole, and letting him fuck his big cock in and out of my throat. Suddenly, he pulls back, and walks away. “Damn ! I really wanted that load down my throat.” I figure that I’m not going to see a better cock than that, so I walk away and head into the restroom, where I guzzle down the rest of my potent chem piss, then I repeat the process of adding a Tina shard to the empty water bottle. This time, I pour a little G into the bottle before I pull out my dick, and refill the bottle with more of my chem piss. Then, I decide to give the glory holes another try. While keeping an eye on the glory hole, waiting for another cock to appear, I turn around to see the various other men at their individual glory holes, doing their duty. Then, I notice the man in full leather, whose cock I had just been sucking, coming down the steps from the upper level, and he walks right toward me, a big smile on his face. “Nice chaps,” he says, as he places his hand around my waist, and casually squeezes my bubble butt ! “Plus, you’re one hell of a good cock sucker !” Just as I’m thanking him for the compliment, he gestures toward the glory hole, right behind me, and I see an even bigger cock (10” long by 6” around?) ! “That’s my partner,” he says to me. “How about sucking his cock while I fuck you ?” All I could manage to say was, “Yes, Sir !” Partner number 1 unsnaps his codpiece pouch, letting his big cock flop out. I immediately drop to my knees, and suck him until he’s hard. Then, I remove the bottle of “Gun Oil” from my vest pocket, and I squeeze his stiff cock as I rub the oil all over it. He asks me if I have poppers, and I say that I don’t, so he reaches into his pocket, then hands a bottle to me. I take several big swigs from my chem piss / water bottle, then I take two good hits of poppers, and turn my attention toward the glory hole where Partner number 2 is waiting for me. I start sucking his cock, and he’s definitely a mouthful, and getting bigger, all the time. Partner number 1 wastes no time shoving his cock into my hole, and I automatically spread my legs and bend over a little. This causes a problem because, now I ‘m not standing tall enough to suck Partner number 2’s cock. Partner number 1 takes charge of the situation, motioning for Partner number 2 to follow us. In another room of the club, there’s a bench that’s nicely padded, and covered in black leather. The best part is that it looks like it’s just the right height for what we have in mind. Partner number 1 tells me to climb onto the bench and lie on my back, with my head hanging off one end of the bench. Perfect. With my head hanging off the end of the bench, Partner number 2 steps up and slides his big cock into my mouth. Partner number 1 joins me on top of the bench, and pushes my legs up and back. He tells me to take a big hit of poppers, then he shoves his cock into me. Man, there is no better sensation than flying high while two hot leather men with great big cocks fuck both of my holes, and at the same time ! I hope they’ll keep this up all night. They stop only long enough to switch places, and let me gulp down half of my bottle of chem piss and G. Then, they go right back to assaulting my holes, as I moan loudly. Another large group of men is gathered around us, most of them with their cocks out, stroking, as they intently watch the action. Partner number 2 (with the 10” cock) likes to force it all the way down my throat, and I have to hold my breath until he decides to pull it back out. A lot of times, he fucks my throat, and I feel his big cock head bulging in my neck. Finally, but too soon for me, both of the leather men can’t hold off any longer, and their big cocks erupt, blasting their hot loads of cum down my throat and deep in my ass. When we’re finished, I feel like I’m so exhausted that I can hardly stand. One of the leather men gives me a card, with his phone number on it, and tells me to call him so that we can get together again. Again, all I can say is, “Yes, Sir !” Because I’m wearing bare assed chaps, I have no pockets, so I slide the card inside one of my socks. Taking load numbers 11 and 12 was fucking incredible ! After that wild, intense session, I feel like I need to rest for a few minutes. Besides, the club appears to be slowly emptying out, so I know that it must be getting late. In the break room, I takes gulps of my bottle of chem piss and G, and I stare at the porn on the big screen TV. In walks this guy who I’ve seen in the club, maybe a hundred times, and he always gives me the creeps. In the past, he was always grabbing at me, but I guess he finally got the message that I wasn’t interested. One thing he does have going for him is his huge dick. The only reason I know is that I’ve seen other guys sucking his cock through the glory holes. As he gets a cup of coffee, I quickly leave the break room. Taking another tour of the club, I uncap my water bottle, and guzzle down all the remaining chem piss and G, stopping off at the restroom, to refill the bottle. In another part of the club, there’s are 2 slings hanging side by side, and I decide it’s as good a place as any for me to take a break. Instinctively, I mount the sling the same way I always do, leaving a few inches of my ass off the end, my feet in the stirrups, and my legs up high and spread wide, completely exposing my hole, the standard invitation. There are hardly any men walking around the club, now, and except for the pounding rhythm of the music, there is no other sound. Suddenly, I see the creepy guy with the huge dick walking by. He looks over at me and stares for a few seconds, squinting. I have a feeling that we must be the only two guys left in the place, and I guess that the only reason he’s still here is that he hasn’t gotten off, yet. For some reason, he turns his head and looks in the opposite direction, as if he’s afraid he might get caught doing something he shouldn’t be doing. He looks back at me, but still stands there, not moving. Then, I guess he finally decides to take a chance. Now, my brain is feeling really spun, all the chem piss and the G completely taking control. My insatiable hole is twitching wildly. It doesn’t care that the big guy is creepy. All it wants is COCK. So, I have no choice in the matter. I don’t notice him walking toward me. It seems like he just suddenly appears at the end of the sling, with his pants open, and his cock and balls out. DAMN, his balls are huge, too ! I lean forward and massage his cock with “Gun Oil” until his cock is rock hard. Then, I lay back in the sling as he takes a couple steps closer. I gasp when he shoves hard into me, then continues to push deeper and deeper until his cock head is banging up against my inner ring. He takes very long strokes, fucking me hard, and slamming into my inner ring, almost every time. While the creepy guy with the huge cock is fucking me hard and fast, an employee of the club wanders over and says, “Almost 4 o’clock, guys. Closing time.” Creepy guy stops fucking me, but he doesn’t pull out. I can tell that he’s trying to decide what to do. But, I decide for him. I lean forward, grab onto his hips, and pull his cock all the way back inside my ass. That makes him snap out of it, and he starts fucking me, furiously. I’m alternating between gasping and moaning, but loving every second of his huge cock turning my hole inside out, with every thrust. When his entire body starts spasming, I know he’s ready to explode, but he keeps right on fucking me, blasting continuous jets of cum into me, again and again and again, until his huge balls are completely drained. Not so creepy guy packs his huge dick away and hurries out of the club. I pull my feet out of he stirrups, and lower my legs to the floor. Feeling a little delirious, I make my way to the coat check and retrieve my motorcycle jacket. As I walk to my car, I feel a steady stream of cum running down my legs and soaking the inside of my chaps. Holy fuck ! Lucky load number 13 was incredible !

Very hot....I once experienced an orgy and in that group there were 2 brothers who liked to pnp, fuck and get fucked.

Part 2 Friday finally arrived, and I had big plans for the twins! After tonight they would be my little fucksluts for the rest of the summer. I knew once I had them hooked in they wouldn't be able to refuse hard cock, mine, or anyone else's. And I had plenty of party supplies on hand to guarantee my success. They came over as planned for another "movie" night, and I was just in my underwear as usual. Instead of beer this time, I handed them glasses of soda and told them there was booze in them. Of course it was G that was in their drinks. We settled down to watch 300, which I of course picked for all the hot practically naked men. Soon the boys were getting loose and relaxed, and I noticed, erect in their shorts. Time to introduce the big guns. I brought out a glass pipe I had preloaded with a hefty load of shards. "You guys ever had T?" I asked. "No man." Brodi said, rolling his head toward me. "What's it like?" "Dude," I said, "if you thought weed was great, this shit kicks its ass!" I lit the pipe and melted the shards till it started filling up with white smoke. Holding it up to Brodi's pink lips, I told him to suck. He inhaled it deep, and coughed a bit. Then I held it up to Benji and looked deep in his eyes. "Suck boy." I told him, and he took a big hit, and coughed like his brother. I sat between them and passed it back and forth, from one pouty pink mouth to the other. Each boy had 4 big hits before it was empty, their blue eyes turning glassy and black. I had them. I let their first rush settle in a bit, while I casually rubbed their hairless thighs, eliciting light moans from them. I could feel the sexual heat building up in them as I moved closer to their cocks. Benji grabbed my hand and placed it right on his hard dick. "Patience boy," I said to him. "All in good time." I knew they thought I was going to suck them off again, but little did they know what was truely in store for them. I stood and replaced the movie with a nasty gay porn from T.I.M. Soon the tv was filled with images of hot bareback sex. I loaded a fresh pipe, and took the first hit myself. Turning to Benji, I placed my mouth on his and pinched his nipples. He gasped and instinctively inhaled as I blew in his mouth. I slipped my tongue in him, meeting no resistance. I sucked on his tongue and pinched his pink tits for a minute as he melted into me. Taking another hit, I did the same thing to Brodi, again, meeting no resistance from the supposedly straight boy. We all hit the pipe a few more times till it was gone, the boys flying high. "Do you like?" I asked, already knowing the answer. "Fuck yea," said Benji, "feels amazing!" "You ain't felt nothing yet!" I said, pulling his shorts off. "You thought a blowjob was great, feel this!" I rolled the naked boy over, chest on the couch, legs hanging down, and spread his ass cheeks apart. There before me was a perfect pink virgin hole. I shuddered as I dove into it, digging my tongue deep into him, eating his pussy. He just moaned and pushed his ass back on my face, getting as much of me in him as he could. Damn he was going to make a great fuckboy! I pulled off him, and grabbed his brother, putting him in the same position, ripping off his shorts and diving into the identical match of the pussy I just ate. Brodi groaned as I gave him the same treatment, getting his hole nice and juicy. It was all I could do to pull off of him, but it was time for the next step. "Don't move boys!" I said as I got up and retrieved two needeless syringes, inserting them into the twins simultaneously, pushing the plungers, releasing a hefty dose of T into their asses. "This will burn a little, but then it will feel so good!" As they got higher, I started fingering their holes. Soon they were taking two fingers each, and begging for more. I couldn't wait any longer. I grabbed the lube and chose Brodi first. Since I knew he was the more dominant of the two, I wanted him to take my cock first. I grabbed some poppers and held them under his nose. He inhaled several times, and I knew he was ready. I pushed my head into his anus, and it just popped right in. I held him down while I slid it all the way till I was buried. "Oh my God!" He yelled. "Oh fuck! Take it out please!" He begged. I just stayed buried in him. Grabbing his nipples I started to Fuck him while I pinched his titties. Soon his begging for me to pull out turned to begging for me to fuck him. I slammed his sweet hole while his brother watched him. After 10 minutes I pulled out of him and moved to Benji. I gave him poppers and slammed my cock in him hard. He howled out in agony but I didn't care. My dream had come true. I was fucking the Baxter twins! And it was everything I had hoped it would be! Benji was soon moaning and begging for more, just like his brother. I knew I had two hot sluts in the making! I pulled out, and rammed back into Brodi. He took it all, moaning like a whore. I went back and forth between the boys, stretching their cunts, pounding them deep, until I couldn't hold off anymore. "Tell me you want it boys!" I demanded. "Tell me you want me to breed your cunts!" Both boys begged me for it, each one desperate to take my load. I gave Brodi the first couple squirts, shooting deep in his guts before pulling out. Then I slammed Benji and unloaded the rest of my big cumload into him. I pulled out and looked at my work with satisfaction. I had done it. The twins were mine now. My spunk in both their holes, claiming them as my cumdumps. I grabbed my phone. Time to introduce my new sluts to my friends! Awww foxboy, you're my new best (slutty) friend!

I stopped in the adult theatre last night and went into a booth. It was a minute later before there was someone in the next booth with his cock in the glory hole. White and about 5" long, but I quickly sucked him hard and turned around, pressing my ass against the hole. He didn't stretch me out but the thrusting still felt good, and he blew a load in about five minutes. I didn't even get to pull up my pants before there was another guy, 6" but thick, and I felt a little stretching as he slid into me. He also quickly blew a load. I took off then, with two anonymous loads in my guts. I usually like it hard and painful, but any load is satisfying and two in a row is great.

There are Bottoms and Bottoms. There are some here on BZ who say they are only there to please the top and take his cum, without expecting anything in return. I respect that, but I am not one of those Bottoms. I want something back. I have my needs too and use the top to satisfy my sexual needs as much as the top is using me to satisfy his. So yeah, as much as the top wants to use my hole to dump his load, I use his dick to get what I want. I don't want to have to jerk off after a fuck. I want him to make me cum during the fuck. Then I got what I wanted. If the top just wants to cum and not consider his sex partner's needs he may as well use a fleshlight.

I've said it before and I'll say it again... Why should we be ashamed if it's a natural thing to do? I'm proud to please the man I'm having sex with. It brings me incredible pleasure. No shame here. No reason for it. Takes a man to please a man.

there are a few in Chicago but what you're looking for may be different. i call a "cumdump" a bottom that just wants to be used for his holes, especially to breed his butt. a lot of the other fetishes you mention may not fit that label. so don't dump bbrt. a lot of Travelers become cumdumps when they get into their hotel. i've fucked several who visited and were load collecting. that may not be your thing but the more loads, the more a label like "cumdump" matters. cuntarmo / cumdump30 lived near Greektown, with his toned ass and foreign accent, and he would be blindfolded on his knees or ass up in the air. Me and some buddies dumped our loads up his ass many times. there's a beefy white guy near the New York building who posts to Craigs and is on BBRT. i've walked up to his big round butt up doggie on the edge of his bed and pump several loads up his hole. and a tall skinny blond guy up in Uptown who likes to be a hole and also posts to Craigs and BBRT ... there are others in the City, they just may not fit every fetish. I get frustrated when my own balls get full faster than a bottom can douche ... bottoms have to prep if you want them clean, unlike tops who can just head over and fuck something.

I have a lot of things on my bucket-bottom-list but right on top of the list is the dirtiest fantasy I've had for a long time. It's the one where I get fucked by man's best friend while blowing a top and then after his k9 buddy has finished, he fucks my sore hole raw and adds his load. It would only be hotter if it was taped as well. It will stay a fantasy though because I don't think I could ever find a top who'd be into that kind of stuff and be able to make it happen.

TAKIN DIRTY CHARGED STREET DICK IS THE ULTIMATE HIGH FOR ME & GETTIN POUNDED, TORN & BLESSED WITH A HOOD GHETTO OR PROJECT BLACK MASTERZ CHARGED SEED IS MY LIFE LONG ADDICTION! Who da fuck am I as a wjhite Italian to be UNDETECTABLE ? The POZ brothas all no its they job to change all that & make us pregnant & dripping with their Ultra POZED up SUPER CHARGE !

Tricked and Set-up (Part III) I felt his cock getting harder and larger. My cock was throbbing uncontrollably as he pounded into me. I felt like my cock was gong t explode. Just as Rod slammed into me harder and harder and grunted with each thrust I felt my cock begin to spasm. As my orgasms started my ass clamped down on Rods hard tool deep inside me and he began to dup his fourth load inside me. His cock was so far inside me it felt like he was past my internal sphincter. We were both panting heavily as Rod began to kiss me with a passion I had never felt before. I began to wonder what would happen when my girl got back to town. Then I was snapped back to reality as Rod began to slowly pull out of my ass. Rod then said to me, “Clamp down hard on my dick as I pull out bro, I don’t want anything leaking out of your ass.” I did as I was told and as he withdrew from my as I could feel the slosh of the cum he had left behind. He pushed my ass up into the air and told me, “Hold your ass up and let gravity do its magic as my cum slides deeper inside you.” Rod then fished around in a drawer and pulled out a good size butt plug. He pushed it against my hole and told me, “Relax a bit so I can work this in your hole to keep that charged load inside your hole a while longer.” Slowly I felt the plug slide in me slowly until it got to the widest part. Then Rod used a little force and with a loud squish it fell into place. I felt very full at this point and knew that nothing was going to leak out. “You’re to keep that plug in you till tomorrow morning. Then you can remove it and let any of my cum that remains leak out.” I left Rod’s apartment and when home to try and sleep. With the plug still inside me and the Tina still in my system, I wasn’t able to sleep much. I finally dozed off early the next morning. I woke with a cramping in my stomach and knew I had to have that plug out. I had it in longer then Rod had instructed. I went to the bathroom and attempted to pull the plug out. I ended up sitting on the toilet and forcing it out like I was taking a big shit. I hear the plug drop into the toilet and what felt like a pint of jizz follow it. I looked into the bowl to see globs of cum, blood and some shit floating around. I crawled back to bed and slept the rest of the day. A few weeks passed since Rod and I had slammed and fucked. Rod called me every day to see how I was feeling and every day I answered that I felt fine. I had yet to see my girl when I began to feel really sick. It felt like the flu but it wasn’t flu season. Rod called me that day and he could tell I wasn’t feeling well. He insisted on coming over to care for me. When I heard the knock at the door I was barely able to get up and open it. Rod came in with anything I would need to help get over this bug. He made me broth and gave me liquids to drink. Rod made sure I was going to get through this. Within a few days I was feeling normal and then Rod said, “You should go get a blood test to see what it was that you had.” I guessed he knew best since he was taking care of me. I followed his advice and he took me to the free clinic and spoke to the nurse for me. They called my name and took a shit load of blood before giving me a phone number to call and a code to identify myself with. Rod then took me back to his place and we proceeded to slam and fuck again. I have to admit it, I missed Rod’s cock inside me. It felt good to get the shit fucked out of me by this stud. All the time Rod was fucking me I never thought about my girl. After we had spent a couple days of non-stop partying and fucking I noticed that my girl had called me over a dozen times and left numerous voice mail messages. I began to listen to them. One after another she was yelling at my about not being around. She had heard I had let Rod fuck me. She seemed to know everything Rod and I had done while she was out of town. I looked at Rod and told him, “My girl knows you’ve been fucking me bro.” “You don’t need that bitch no more, I’ve got all you’re ever gona need here (as he grabs his hard cock).” I knew he was right, I only needed him, his cock and Miss Tina to be happy. We finally crashed and when we woke up Rod reminded me that I needed to call the clinic and get my lab results. I called, gave the nurse my code number and was told, “I’m sorry to tell you this, but the test came back positive.” “Positive for what?” I asked. She then said, “HIV.” I thought to myself, ‘How in the fuck did I get HIV?’ Then it dawned on me, Rod said something about a charged load and keeping it inside me as long as possible. Rod had tricked me, drugged me up and pozzed my ass. At first I was mad as hell, but my cock was getting rock hard. I had always knew with the amount of screwing around I might get HIV, but never thought I’d get it from a stud fucking me up the ass and that I would enjoy it. I looked at Rod, I didn’t have to say a word. He knew he had successfully pozzed me. He fixed us a couple slams and plowed my ass some more. All the time he is fucking me he telling me, “Bro, we are going to fuck every guy and girl we can and give them the bug. It’s the responsibility we have to pass it along to as many people as we can.” I had to ask Rod, “Did you poz my girl that night you fucked her with me?” “I probably did bro. I pumped more cum into her cunt then I did your ass.” An evil grin came to my face as I thought about my girl having HIV and possibly not knowing that she does. That’s when my cock spewed out a huge load of cum in the strongest orgasm I had ever had in my life. I knew it was my turn to fuck Rod and show him the mad skills I have for breeding ass. A few days later Rod and I moved in together. I became one of his dealers and when ever I found an unsuspecting neg boy or girl I’d teach them how to slam then fuck them full of my special cum!

Tricked and Set-up (Part II) He kept on pumping into me as I could feel the sweat begin to drip off his body. He began to pant a little and his thrust began to pick up speed and intensity. He shoved in hard and deep and began to groan. “TAKE MY CHARGED CUM BITCH!!” All of a sudden my cock exploded and I shot cum all over the couch and my stomach. I turned my head to look back at Rod and again he kissed me, deep and passionately as his tongue began to probe my mouth. I was still a little stunned at what had just happened as I felt Rod flex his still hard dick in my ass a couple times. “Looks like my little bitch liked getting his ass fucked full of my poz cum.” That statement had me thinking. With all the fucking and partying my girl and I did, we never used condoms. I knew the risk and figured I might get pozzed at some point in the future, but admittedly I never thought it would happen as a consequence of my being fucked up the ass with full of poz cum. I answered back, “I guess I did like getting fucked.” “Good, cause were not done yet bro. You ever slammed meth before?” I kind of knew what slamming was but never knew how to do it. I figured I would go with the flow and try another first with Rod. I nodded no in answer his question. “Alright, let’s get naked and head to the bedroom.” Rod pulled his still hard cock from my ass and a good amount of cum dribbled out along with it and down my legs. I stepped out of my jeans and tossed my shirt a side and followed Rod back to his bedroom where he told me to sit down as he prepped a rig for us. I sat down and watched as he fished out a syringe and filled it with some meth. He then filled it with water and I watched as the met dissolved. He then took a belt and placed it around his arm and hit a prominent vein. I watched as he drew back a little bit of blood then shot about a third of the contents into his arm before he drew back some more blood into the syringe. He took off the belt and let out a cough and said a loud ‘FUCK’ as I watched the drug take effect. “Now it’s your turn.” I asked Rod, “Are you going to use the same needle on me that you just used on yourself?” “I only have on point and we have to share. Besides you already have my DNA swimming inside you, what’s a little poz blood.” Rod placed his bet tightly around my arm. He found a prominent vein in my arm. Then he took the bloody syringe and stuck it in the vein he found and pushed the entire contests into my arm. When he let the belt go I felt warmth rush through my body and I coughed very hard three times. “FUCK! That’s fucking amazing bro. I should have tried this before now.” “Feeling great, ain’t you bro?” “I feel fantastic!” I looked over to see Rod’s cock was leaking precum was rigid like steel. I grabbed for my dick and felt a shriveled up little nothing. I was confused why Rod got so damn hard and I was so soft and small. Rod must have known what I was thinking 'cause he said “I knew you were a bottom bitch.” All I could respond with was, “Huh?” “Look at your dick now bro. I knew you were a bottom the second I saw you with your girlfriend. I figured she was fucking you up the ass with a strap on, but to know I took your cherry and was able to bring your true self out.” His words cut through me and made me think. Was I really a bottom that needed to be fucked? Would I be able to fuck my girl the next time we were together or would I want Rod inside me from now on? I knew the way I was feeling I needed his cock inside me right then and there. “Maybe you have because I need to be fucked, I need you inside me.” Rod pushed me to my knees and I knew what he wanted. I opened my mouth and took the head of his cock into my mouth and began to suck. Rod placed his hands on the back of my head and guided me as I learned how to suck my first cock. With Rod’s help it didn’t take me long to learn how to suck cock like a pro (as he put it). I was lapping up his precum and it tasted delicious. But my cock was still soft and small. I don’t know how long I had been sucking on Rod’s cock when he said, “Time to get fucked my bitch.” I stood up and Rod kissed me as he maneuvered me on my back on the bed. He crawled up between my legs as he lifted my legs up to his shoulders. His cock poked at my hole as he leaned in for a kiss and his cock began to slide inside me as his tongue began to enter my mouth. It felt incredible to have his cock back inside me. As he went deeper so did his tongue into my mouth. Our kiss became more intense then any I’ve ever had with any girl especially my own. We stopped kissing as he bottomed out balls deep inside me. He just lay still inside me as he looked into my eyes. Rod then pulled out a little and thrust back in. He did this for a few minutes before he told me to wrap my legs around his waist so that he could start fucking me like any of the girls I’d fucked before. I did as he told me and soon enough Rod was starting to power-fuck me. It felt incredible as I felt his cock slid in and out of my hole and I can only hope I serviced the various women I'd fucked half as competently. Before I knew what was happening my cock began to thicken. I could feel it growing on my stomach. I wanted to touch it but Rod told me to leave it alone. He would prove to me that I was made for being fucked by a real man, meaning, of course, Rod himself. He looked straight into my eyes as I felt his dick begin to expand and spasm a little. He let a small moan escape his lips as he leaned in and whispered to me that he was seeding my hole with another poz load of cum before he licked my ear lobe and tongued my ear. I knew Rod had great stamina and could cum multiple times. But now I was on the receiving end of his power tool. Suddenly Rod began to power fuck my ass. He was plowing me hard, fast and deep. I could feel his massive balls bounce off of my ass as he worked away at my hole. I felt my cock reach its full length and width. But it did not seem like it wanted to stop there. My cock felt like it was getting harder and harder. I thought it was about to burst when I head Rod begin to grunt and groan. I looked into Rod’s eyes as he pounded into my hole. I knew what was cumming (Rod) and I knew I wanted every drop inside me. He let out a louder moan as I felt his dick spasm inside me. As the sweat was starting to collect on his forehead he said, there’s load number three. I continued to feel my cock throb and Rod was not letting up. If anything he was pounding me harder and harder. I felt my cock leaking precum like I had never leaked before. It almost felt like I was pissing. Rod was looking me in the eyes as he began to pant and grunt. The sweat was dripping off his face and onto mine. Ever so often a drop would fall into my open mouth allowing me to taste his masculinity. I felt his cock getting harder and larger. My cock was throbbing uncontrollably as he pounded into me. I felt like my cock was gong t explode. Just as Rod slammed into me harder and harder and grunted with each thrust I felt my cock begin to spasm. As my orgasms started my ass clamped down on Rods hard tool deep inside me and he began to dup his fourth load inside me. His cock was so far inside me it felt like he was past my internal sphincter. We were both panting heavily as Rod began to kiss me with a passion I had never felt before.

the best experience was at Folsom Berlin...went into the cruise area and hooked up with this young guy in a jock...dropped to my knees to suck him...got him hard and he got me to bend over and he fucked me raw until he shot his load in me...I was so horny from taking his cock and load that after him pulling out..I knelt down and sucked his cock...he was so surprised and turned on he got hard and shot a load down my throat...we had the longest kiss ever after...that for me was HOT!!!

I guess I am NOT the norm...I am a CHUBBY asian bottom that loves being naked and being fucked and fisted and sucking cock. Tootally into having others watch as I am being used.