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CHARLOTTESVILLE - Had the cutest dark skinned 20 year old guy come to my hotel tonight and he was really eager to take my daddy dick. He stripped down to his boxer briefs almost immediately when he came in the room and was soon sucking on my cock. He got me nice and hard and then I had his flip onto his tummy on the bed so I could work my way into his ass. I ate his ass and he commented that I was really good at it. Then he raised his ass up off the bed so that I could lick his "taint" his balls and his cock. He really liked that. His dick was massive, making mine look small. Eventually I would roll him on his back and with his legs in the air I would enter him. He felt really nice. I fucked him and videoed a bit of the action. Then we switched to doggie and we filmed a bit more. I would shoot a load in his ass after working up an incredible sweat. I also had to fight my way thru a damn popper headache but we managed to get it done. I don't think it was a giant load because my dick stayed rock hard and I still wanted to breed him again... so I slid back in and went to town. After a bit more fucking I would nut in his boy ass again. That's when it got fun because he thought we were done. Instead, I started sucking his cock (which was still hard and HUGE) and then demanded he get behind me and breed me. He seemed surprised but didn't hesitate. He would be cumming inside of me before long and it felt like a big load! His cock was top 10 in size of the cocks I've ever SEEN me take (remember, I'm a totally anonymous cumdump A LOT) so I don't actually see a lot of the dicks that breed me. I'm glad we traded loads, it's something I rarely do. But I was really into him! Happy Breeding, boys

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.

JUNE 6, Doogie's Tale A young man wipes the steam off the mirror in the bathroom of his parents house. He had just finished his shower and was admiring his young face. "Tonight's the night I am going to spend all night in the park." His parents had gone away for the weekend on a business trip with his fathers work. The teen was just itching to get his hole to the park. He'd spent the last hour cleaning his hole out and he wanted to make sure there were not going to be any problems. He had ridden his bike to the park loads of times but all during the day this was the first time at night and he was a bit nervous but at the same time excited. His hole had been twitching all week since his mum told him they would be in Toronto for a few days. "Doogie" they said, "We have to go out of town for a week and we need you to stay here. Now Uncle Joe will be here on Monday morning so this weekend you're going to be on your own. I need you to behave no parties, no beer, just stay in and watch TV, or read a book." He HATED it when they called him by that nickname. Fuck he though to himself that only gave him 2 days to get laid. He had heard about this park from some of the dirty old men he let fuck his ass for $50. He got on his bike and rode from his house in Cap-Rouge just as the sun started to sink below the horizon. The park was down by the river and the cool air felt great against his exposed skin. Before leaving he decided to wear a jock strap, short cut offs, trainers and no shirt. He had lubed up his hole and put his favorite butt plug in there to keep his hole open, a gift given to him by one of his 50 buck fucks. He chained up his bike to a tree and started to walk around. He saw a large number of cars and trucks parked in the parking area. Thats a good sign he thought to himself. He wondered how one got started here. He walked around a bit more and got further into the forest. He could see shadows of men walking by him a few feet off the path he was on. The further down the path he walked he saw a bathroom hut ahead. This particular place he had sussed out his previous trips to the park during the day. There was a lot of dirty drawings and a few glory holes cut in between the partitions. There were no doors on any of the partitions but merely shower curtains. There were supposed to be any way, the men had long removed them so they could take full advantage of everything. They were pit toilets so no water or anything. Each cubical had the handicap rails along the sides but they were very narrow so there is no way someone in a wheelchair could fit in the cubical. Doogie made for the middle stall the one that had a glory hole cut in each side. He figured why not give himself the best chances. He was't much interested in sucking cock he really just wanted it in his ass. He stood up on the hand rails and squatted down so his hole was spread and gave men easy access to it. His hole was parallel to the ground and just the right height for men to just walk up and put their cocks in and dump their loads and leave. He didn't have to wait long for his first customer. He felt a rough hand moving over his back and then around to his chest. "Aren't you a bit young to be here?" He said as he ran his hands over the kids body. He found his way down to the plug still lodged in kids ass. "Well you might be young but you sure ain't innocent." He grabbed the plug and pulled to roughly out of his ass. Doogie grunted at the absence and could feel his ass lips in the cold air. As soon as the plug was out the man shoved his cock in it place. He almost yelled out as the thick tore into his ass. "God your tight even with that toy you had in there. He thrust up over and over again. Hitting the boys prostate with every thrust. The man still had the plug in his hand and shoved it into the kids mouth to keep him from crying out anymore. He knew he was going to give it to the kid harder and didn't want to draw a crowd as he raped the kid. Doogie was enjoying the ride more than the man knew. He loved it when his tricks used his ass as they wanted. Just something warm to nut in. The main goal of tonight was to see how many he could get. He was hoping to get the lucky number 7 in his ass tonight. The man continued to ravage his hole and all too soon he was winded and was shooting his load. The man pulled the plug out of his mouth and jammed it back up his ass. Doogie was so pleased the trick did that because he didn't bring any lube and wanted to keep as much in as possible. After about 5 minutes another man walked up and started teasing Doogie's body. He found his way to the boys hole and found the plug. "Don't rip it out I have a load I want to keep in there." The fat man eased the plug out and and set it down on the rail. He fingered the boys ass and got some of the cum on his fingers and rubbed it on his cock. The fat man had an equally fat cock and stretched the kids ass as he stuffed it up the kid. "Ahhhhwwww fuck thats a thick cock. Oh awww." "The better to breed you with you worthless cunt." Doogie grinned as he heard the trick say this, he knew that this guy was going to dump and leave quickly. He hoped the next guy had a longer cock. This one really only stretched him out and did';t hit anything inside to make him tingle. The guy nutted and left but left the plug out. He reached down to his hole and started to run his fingers around his loose hole. He could feel the cum oozing out of it and reveled in the nastiness of it. He brought up a finger full and put it in his mouth to suck them clean. He reached back and ran his finger around his hole again and could feel another cock trying to find his hole. He could feel the big cock head go around the edge and pick up some of the loose cum and shoved full bore up his ass. "Ahhhh Fuck you asshole!!" "NO FUCK YOU YOU BITCH FAG!!! You know you want this MAN cock in your fagboy ass. " The man grabbed the boy bodily off the rails and brought them down to rest on the floor, and shoved the boys face right into the gloryhole on one of the walls and held it there with his massive hand. "Ahhhhh------" Doogie started to cry out as a cock was shoved down his throat until he started to choke. The hand on the back of his head was still being forced into the hole so he could do nothing but stay still and get raped at both ends. It wasn't long before he started to pass out due to lack of air. He felt light headed and saw stars but the cock in his mouth slowly pulled out and he was able to suck in a huge lung full of air. Before he could exhale the cock was shoved back down his throat preventing him from breathing again. Meanwhile the guy behind him kept pile driving his huge cock in and out. That guy still kept his face stuck in the glory hole so there was still no way he could escape the onslaught. The stars stared to twinkle again in his yes and the man slowly withdrew his cock, and again the boy expelled a huge amount of air and sucked in more and the man shoved back in again. Both these two were working in sync keeping the boy in a state of semi-consciousness. "Hey guy leave your cock in till he passes out. I really need to lay into him and am tired of holding his face to that hole and the little fag is probably going to fight us." The top felt the hole's body go limp and he knew the other guy had worked his magic and the kid had passed out. "Thanks man." He pulled the kid by the hair and pressed him into the partition. He really started jack-hammering his big headed cock into the kids hole and 5 minutes later hosed down his insides with his massive load. After he was done he pulled out and the kid crumpled to the ground. "FUCK THAT WAS HOT." A deep voice growled from behind the other glory hole. The second guy that had choked him with his cock pulled him up and laid his face on the toilet seat. He fucked him for a few minutes and dumped his load up the cunt too. The guy on the other side of the glory hole just sat and watched as guy number 5, 6, 7, 8, and 9 raped the kid. Guy number 10 started fucking him and the kid started to rouse around and took him a minute to figure out where he was. The cock in his ass hit his prostate and it brought him fully into the moment. He moaned out load as the big cock sawed in and out of his ass. For all he knew it was the same guy. That guy unloaded and let the kid fall down, he struck his head on the toilet seat and knocked him out again. Still the guy behind the glory hole just sat there and watched the scene. There were 2 more guys that wondered by and saw the kid. "Hey lookie what we have here. Looks like he's been through the mill. Lets look at him. Damn he looks about 12 hey hes still out he cant ID us lets both fuck him. Ill sit on the toilet and you lower him down on my rod. Looks like he is lubed enough. Now shove your cock in next to mine he won't mind. Yeah thats it. FUCK I can feel every vein of your cock as it slides against mine. FUCK YEAH lets breed this cunt and show him what it means to be a fag bitch boy." The two men got in sync and as one drove in the other pulled out. They did this on again off again for about 10 minutes. Then they started shoving in unison and the combined pressure of the two 9+ inch fat cocks started to over stimulate the kids prostate and he woke up again with a start." "OH FUUUUUCK HOW BIG IS THAT COCK?" Doogie cried out in ecstasy and pain. "THOSE cocks are every bit of 9 inches and each about 2 inches around, working your fag ass over bitch!" "MMMMMMMM Fuck it feels sooooo goooodddddd." The pressure on his prostate was more than he could take. After a few more minutes he shot his load all over himself hitting his face and the face of the guy on the bottom. "WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT. I DON'T WANT YOUR SHIT ON MY FACE." He started to choke the boy and he passed out again. The convulsions from his body as he shot his load and fighting to stay alert were too much for the tops and they nutted the hole all over each others cock. They both pulled out and found the plug sitting there on the rail and shoved it back up the kids ass. As the guys left and the guy from the other side of the hole stepped out and looked down at the boy. He smiled down at the piece of ass he watched being raped for the past 2 hours the grin spread further across his face. He nudged the kid with his foot and nothing happened. He did it again and still nothing. Finally he gave the kid a kick in the butt plug. He stirred and started to get up. The man slid back into the other cubical to watch the kid. The boy started to get up and almost lost the plug in his ass. He groaned to himself and took his position back up on the handicap rails and squatted down again. He had to put his hand back to the plug because he could no longer keep it in his stretched out ass. "That was HOT young man!" The deep gravely voice called out from behind the hole. You should be proud of yourself the way you took all those cocks and their seed." "Thank you there is always room for one more." "One more you've been getting fucked for over 2 hours and you still want more cock?" "I was made to take cock and cum from any man." "I know you were, I've had my eye on you for a long time, and I have big plans for you." "Can you fuck me now please I need some more cum in me I only have 6 loads and I wanted one more before I called it a night. My legs are getting weak and I can't keep this plug in any more because I am so loose." "You have 6 loads huh? Well let me tell you that you have twice that and I am going to give you number 13 here in a few," "12 how long was I out?" "Long enough for 6 people to seed your ass." He walked over to the suspended boy and started to stroke and caress his body. "You have such a small frame and almost totally hairless. Your what 18 right?" He wispered into the boys ear while both hands continued to roam over the boy. The man started to pull out the plug. "Close your hole boy Im going to take this out of you." The boy clenched as the plug was removed, the man brought it up to the kids mouth and he opened it instinctively and stuck the plug in and he licked off the cum from it. The man set the plug to the side. With one hand the man brought up a small bottle and unscrewed the cap while the other hand tweaked his nips. "Here your going to need this." As he said that the boy could feel the mans cock feeling around his ass trying to find the opening. He took a deep hit off the bottle and started to wonder how the man could hold the bottle and tweak both his nipples at the same time. As the rush came over him the man pushed and the head spread, and spread his hole. What in the world did he have a bat and what was he holding it with. The man held the bottle up to his nose again and he sucked it down greedily. "MMM You have such a tight and welcoming hole. You have no idea how big around that cock in your ass is or how big its going to get. Bring your hands down and feel it." Doogie did just that and almost fainted in surprise and with his good fortune. He felt it was about 3 inches around and as he got further and further down the base it got wider and wider, until it was almost 6 inches around and then it was smaller, almost like a dogs knot. He pulled his hand up and down the shaft and he groaned with delight and anticipation. "What is it boy? You like that big cock ripping you up. Stretching you to the max." "OHHH FUCK I LOVE IT. Are you going to put it all in me?" "More of it than you know, my little fag seed bag." He shoved the plug into the boys mouth so he couldn't say anything. He slowly started sliding in and out of the kids hot gripping ass. With each withdrawal he would push a bit more up the cunt. "Come on boy you know you want to take it all up your fag ass." He tried to slide down a bit more but had to keep stopping, his hole wouldn't open any more. The man brought the bottle back up to his nose and he snorted and snorted and snorted. As the man continued to stroke the boys nipples he handed the bottle to the boy "Keep sucking. You know you want to be a good fag and take this big cock to the root. All that cum in there is making it easier, you know you want to take it to the root." He said this in soft whispers to the boys ears and as the boy continued to suck on the poppers, hardly leaving enough room for normal oxygen. With that the man put both his hand on the boys shoulders and pushed the boy the rest of the way down his cock. The boys hole was at the widest part of the mans cock and it seemed to be a barrier and he couldn't go any father. The boy cried out in a shriek as the man gave one shove up and the hole closed around his massive organ. Even behind the big plug you could still hear the pain in his voice. Just then there was a different man behind the huge cocked man and before he knew it the new man had shoved his cock up his ass in one smooth move. He felt a sharp pain in his cockhead but only for a second and then it was all tingly and Officer Bradley started to fuck the man in the middle. Not knowing he had just signed his own death sentence as the venom worked its way through his body. JUNE/6 Officer Bradley's story Officer Bradley was a Corporal in the RCMP and was hankering for a promotion to Sergeant. He was one of the few RCMPs that had a chip on his shoulder. He was a right nasty person and was always on the look out for wrong doers. Even the smallest infraction would cause him to write you a ticket or to run you in if he could make up something that might stick. The thing he hated above all else were the fags that used the parks to fuck in. "Don't these people know the parks and rest areas are for families and they don't want to see that shit." Depending on his mood he might just run you in or he might take it out on a fag mouth or ass. Even after he blew his load in an ass he might still run if you were a bad fuck. He went to the park that night to get a load out and possible get a few fags to be prison bitches. He had an arrangement with the warden and he got kick backs from the inmates. He had no problem doing it. "They're just fags anyway they love this shit. Its their dream to be a prison bitch." He drove his truck and there were already about 35 cars parked in various parking areas in the park. He parked closest to the river, he pulled his flashlight and handcuffs out of his bag and put them in his pockets. He started to walk along the shoreline to see if there was any trouble he could get into. He heard the familiar sounds of a few fags going at it in the brush. "Yeah Fuck that ass give me your cum." Came to his ears in a hushed whisper. "You know you want it deep up your cunt. How many loads you got in there already fag?" "Only 2 yours will be the third, want to get 5 before I go home to the wife." "Got a snatch on the side huh, nothing like playing both sides of the fence." "Yeah fuck me harder, man give me that nut." "Here it cums you fag number 3. UUUURRRRGGGGGG!!!!!!!" Bradley walked a little faster towards the sounds of the fags breeding. By the time he got to where he thought the sounds were coming from was he just saw two guys walking in opposite directions. Neither of them were headed back to a parking area so he wasn't sure who was the fag and who was the breeder. He randomly picked the shorter of the two men thinking that it would be an easier target. The man went into the woods and picked a path that he was unfamiliar with and he lost him. He stopped and could only just make out the sounds of shadows moving from tree to tree. Soon there was nothing but the sound of the bugs and the nearby shoreline. He went back to the water to check the area out. As he approached the water he looked out over the water towards the other side. As he looked over the water he though he saw a swan moving across the water towards his shore. As the bird closer he stared in amazement as it got taller and taller. It looked like a man was walking out of the river and going into the woods. He wandered over to the place and lit his light and saw foot prints leading out of the water. How odd he though, he followed the foot prints to see what was going on. As he walked quietly into the woods he heard the sounds again of fags breeding. "Yeah thats it fuck that ass. Need to be getting home to the misses soon." "Fuck you got a nice ass, hey look we got an audience. Hey you want a go at his ass next. No, well you don't know what your missing, he's got a sweet ass. Sure get down there and suck his cock. Hey what are you doing.... Yeah lick my balls as they flap against this fag. Fuck that feels good." "Holy Hell that guy is licking my ass as you fuck me. FUUUUUCCCKKKKKK!!!!" "Damn you got a nasty ass already how many loads you got in there cunt? What the hell is that?" "That guys got his tongue in my ass along with your cock." Bradley hurried towards the sounds. He could see the 3 men just ahead of him. Between the odd guy under them and the sounds of running the two fucking broke apart and ran away, leaving the third man on the ground. As Officer Bradley broke through the clearing all that was left was the third guy on the ground. As he got closer the man rose to his feet and was even taller and bigger than his own 6' 5" muscular build. Each looked into the eyes of the other as if they had completely ruined everything. He looked at the guy up and down and made note of his dark clothes and an odd symbol on the back of his shirt as he walked away. "I was going to get me two fags for the jail house and that guy just fucked it all up for me. Im going to make sure he pays." He set off again in search of a fag to take. He wondered around for about an hour finally and heard two guys talking. "Hey theres some fag in the tootsies over there on the east side. I just saw him getting fucked and he looks keen on it, you should go and try him out." Bradley thought he would have to go and check that out. Unfortunately it was on the other side of the park, the same way that guy who messed up his arrest went. He turned around and walked towards the toilets. As he was going he hear a man. "God you got a sweet ass baby. MMMMM You like it when I fuck you in the ass? MMMMM it feels soo good." Fearing that maybe that toilet fag would be gone by the time he got there he made for them instead. The closer he got he started creeping to make sure he was not heard. He got right up to them and the shined the light in their eyes blinding them and freezing them in mid fuck. As his light fully illuminated the scene he saw a man fucking a woman. "What the hell are you doing out here? Your lucky your a man and a woman, now get out of here." They pulled up their clothes and ran away. He started on his way to the toilets again. As he walked he would see guys walk by him one at a time. They all cruised him as he passed but none of them followed through, he wanted to get to the toilets and see what was up. He finally made it there and could see that same guy with the symbol on his back just standing with his back to him looking down at the floor. He stood there for a long time before he finally moved. The guy nudged something with his foot, maybe that is the fag he nudged, he did it again, and then finally it looked like he kicked whatever it was. He crept closer and closer trying to hear what they were saying. He could barely hear but was able to catch part of it. "That was HOT young man!" The deep gravely voice called out from behind the hole. You should be proud of yourself the way you took all those cocks and their seed." He couldn't hear the response from the fag. "One more you've been getting fucked for over 2 hours and you still want more cock?" "I was made to take cock and cum from any man." That sounds like the fag is getting warmed up. I want to take them both. One sounds like he wants it anyway and the other just pissed him off the last time he saw him and was going to make him pay. "I know you were, I've had my eye on you for a long time, and I have big plans for you." Big plans? What the hell is he talking about he going to sell this fag or something? "Can you fuck me now please I need some more cum in me I only have 6 loads and I wanted one more before I called it a night. My legs are getting weak and I can't keep this plug in any more because I am so loose." God what a piece of trash I'd be doing him a favor running them both in. "You have 6 loads huh? Well let me tell you that you have twice that and I am going to give you number 13 here in a few," "12 how long was I out?" 12 Loads what the fuck was that fag doing. I definitely have to run them both in. "Long enough for 6 people to seed your ass." He walked over to the suspended boy and started to stroke and caress his body. "You have such a small frame and almost totally hairless." He whispered into the boys ear while both hands continued to roam over the boy. The man started to pull out the plug. "Close your hole boy Im going to take this out of you." The boy clenched as the plug was removed, the man brought it up to the kids mouth and he opened it instinctively and stuck the plug in and he licked off the cum from it. The man set the plug to the side. With one hand the man brought up a small bottle and unscrewed the cap while the other hand tweaked his nips. "Here your going to need this." WHAT THE HELL!!!!!!!!!!! Bradley thought to himself, thats a fucking kid in there. Fuck there goes my plans. I can't take a teen into the cells. He wouldn't make it out alive, the way those perv prisoners are. With adults they are tougher and more resilient and can take a good hard fucking with out breaking. But this kid despite the fact it sounds like he has been fucked by 12 guys and getting ready and willing for number 13. The thoughts of what the prisoners would do to the teen turned him on and he started to pull his cock out and stroke it. His plans changed now he was going to fuck the guy that pissed him off run him in and see what he could do with the boy later. The closer he got the more he saw. The man had taken his clothes off and was stroking his cock. OH FUCK THAT THING IS HUGE he thought to himself. It made his own rod throb in his hands. He was a good 9" but loved it when he fucked a guy with a bigger cock than his. He could see it swinging between his legs and marveled as it rose up and started moving around as if it had a mind of its own. His cock seemed to get thicker as it went down to the base and then it struck him. He had the cock of a dog. It had a knot just like his own dogs. There was no way that big cock was going to go into that teen. To his amazement the boy got further and further down the huge rod. It looked like he had bottomed out right at the base of that k9 knot. The man pushed the boy down and thrust up into the boy. He could hear the boy cry out in pain. This was his chance. He got behind the man fucking the boy and shoved his big cock in with out lube and for the briefest of seconds his cock head burned as if stung by a bee. He paused for a second and then felt a glorious feeling throughout his whole cock. He thought it was just from forcing his cock in without lube. The more he fucked the better it felt, the ass walls were turning to velvet and they burned with a heat unlike he had ever known. His cock felt all tingly down the shaft as if he was sounding his cock. It felt incredible no other fuck felt this good. He thrust in and out of the guys ass not caring about the mans feeling only caring about getting his nuts off. That was the thing he could feel the great feelings but it was like he wasn't building to climax so he fucked harder and harder. The tingling that had started in his shaft was spreading to his balls, they felt like they were full of cum just waiting to release. But still he couldn't feel any kind of build up to climax. So he fucked faster and faster hoping that would help push him over the edge. The frenzy of the fuck was masking the changes his body was going through. Which is the main purpose of the venom in the first place. Berkley's balls began to swell. But the power of the fuck was getting to him and he only cared about one thing, and that was cumming. But he couldn't cum, no matter how hard he tried he couldn't get his balls to release their load. As he continued to pound the mans hole his balls continued to grow larger and larger. From the size of large grapes to apricots, from plums to pears, to eggplants. They just continued to swell and produce semen, and his sack distended further and further. His testosterone levels were through the roof as result of all the semen and he fucked harder and harder. His nuts swelling from eggplants to soccer balls. As they did his sack pitched back and forth as he fucked, hitting the man he was fucking and even going as far as hitting the balls of the teen in front of him. But still he was not able to get his nuts off. He was so involved in the fucking that he didn't notice the man and women he let go earlier had come by to check out what all the commotion was. They stared in wonderment as the guys nuts swung like a clock's pendulum between his legs. They walked closer and closer to the action. The guy in the middle reached out and grabbed the man away from his girl and kissed him full on the mouth for a solid 3 minutes. His wife stood there in awe, she never knew her husband was gay. As soon as the kiss broke the man went to his wife and kissed her the same as the man in the middle had done to him. After they parted they both turned around and walked away. Officer Berkley was sweating so much that he was starting to get week in the knees and his whole body was starting to go limp but still he not busted his nut. His balls were enormous now about the size of basketballs, they hurt as they flopped around under him, but the pain just drove him on harder and harder. It was almost as if his balls were trying to create all the semen he would need over the course of a lifetime. They ached for release, he could feel the mans ass twitch as well, he knew the man was dumping his load in the boy because he had fucked enough fags to know what their asses feel like when they nut. That was the final straw for him he finally started to release his semen into the mans ass. The feelings of euphoria lasted and lasted and lasted. There seemed to be no end to the pleasure he was getting from unloading. His balls continued to make his seed but he never lost that orgasmic feeling. Going on in front of him was the same story. The man in the middle had started to cum as well filling Doogie and his eruptions which never ceased either he kept filling the boy with his seed. With his cock locked in by the fat base the cum he kept pumping in him had nowhere to go but up. The waves of pleasure from Bradley had finally started to slow down a little he still felt wonderful but his knees felt like they were going to give out any minute. He fell forward onto the back of the man and marveled at the heat he was giving of but there was no sweat. It was then he heard choking and he snapped back to reality as it appeared the boy in front was throwing up into the toilet. He stood straight up and then his knees gave out and he fell over backwards.......Only he never fell out of the man he was fucking. JUNE/6 Lou's Side It was a warm summer evening and the time had come for me to retake a human form. It was time to shake things up a bit. Its time people came to know the power I have over the world. I have made my choice of who and what is going to happen and the revolution starts tonight. The river water around me feels cold as I walk across the river bottom. My head broke the water and I make my way towards shore. I can already see about 27 people milling around the in trees. I can see some in pairs some walking alone and some in small groups. There was a man walking towards me I ignored him and wondered into the woods. I could hear the sounds of people swapping their seed. I saw two off to my right. I hid behind a tree and watched the hot scene unfolding before me. "Yeah thats it fuck that ass. Need to be getting home to the misses soon." "Fuck you got a nice ass, hey look we got an audience. Hey you want a go at his ass next?" I walked over to the them to see if there was any pleasure I could get from the scene. I got down under the married fag on the bottom and started. "No not right now." " No, well you don't know what your missing, he's got a sweet ass. Sure get down there and suck his cock." I got down on my knees but I wasn't interested in his cock. I was interested in the fucking. I got down there and could see all the action of the big cock fucking the fag. The cum around the tops balls and the bottoms ass glowed as if fluoresced under black light. That is what I was after. "Hey what are you doing.... Yeah lick my balls as they flap against this fag. Fuck that feels good." "Damn you got a nasty ass already how many loads you got in there cunt? What the hell is that?" "Holy Hell that guy is licking my ass as you fuck me. FUUUUUCCCKKKKKK!!!!" I lapped at his balls and the bottoms ass. My tongue stretched out and I found my way into the bottoms ass. Oh I was pleased. I could taste the seed of 5 different men in his nasty ass. "He's got the cum of 5 different men in here are you going to make it 6?" "That guys got his tongue in my ass along with your cock." I had my tongue wrapped around the tops cock and I was working on making my way to the head of his cock. I was enjoying the flavor of the 5 guys semen when they had heard the sound of running footsteps. The top ripped his cock out and my tongue came out with it and it unraveled from around his cock. The split and ran away in different directions. I sat there looking daggers at the moron who made us split up. He glared down at me as if he was thinking the same thing as me. Our eyes bored into each other for a solid 3 minutes. I looked into his soul and saw he was a man after who I could be proud of. I could see that way he used these fags for his own pleasure and then after he got his nuts off he would slap the cuffs on them and haul them in and sell them to a prison warden for use as a sex slave. Indeed a man in my own image. I could have struck him down right now but I saw that he was doing my work so I let him carry on. He left and I went the other way to find my initial target. I found my way to the toilets and there he was face smashed into a glory hole with some big brute of a man fucking the life right out of him "Hey guy leave your cock in till he passes out. I really need to lay into him and am tired of holding his face to that hole and the little fag is probably going to fight us." The top felt the hole's body go limp and he knew the other guy had worked his magic and the kid had passed out. "Thanks man." I watched as he pulled the kid up by the hair and pressed him into the partition. He really started jack-hammering his big headed cock into the kids hole and 5 minutes later hosed down his insides with his massive load. After he was done he pulled out and the kid crumpled to the ground. Once he left I could again see all the cum laying on the ground around him and covering his ass and the toy there on the rails. "FUCK THAT WAS HOT" I said in a low growl. The other guy that had chocked the kid in the first place picked the fag up and threw him over the toilet seat and really laid his pipe into him. He threw the kid around so much that his head actually went the toilet. Since there was no water in the pit toilet he probably only got a little bit of shit on him. Not that many people actually used this place to shit in. More people used it to shoot their loads. If the last guy was rough this guy was much worse. He would fling the limp body around like a rag doll doing what ever he could to get his rocks off. He too filled the kids ass with his seed and left. I went over to look at the boy and started to scoop the cum that had been laying around into his hole. After I had finished I sat back and watched through the hole as 5 more men fucked the fag adding to his already overflowing ass hole. I could see off in the distance two men walking together, but not like any of the other guys. I had a feeling they were like the cop and where here to cause trouble and get their rocks off at the same time. I watched it total lust as they double fucked the fag into reality and saw when the kid shot his last load all over himself and got some on the guy and that sent him over the edge in anger and brutally fucked the kid and choked him until he stopped fighting him. They threw him on the floor like any other piece of trash and left him there after shoving the plug back in his ass. I stepped out and looked down at the boy. I smiled down at the piece of ass Id watched being raped for the past 2 hours and grinned even wider. I nudged the kid with my foot and nothing happened. I did it again and still nothing. I finally gave the kid a kick in the butt plug. He stirred and started to get up. I slid back into the other cubical to watch the kid. The boy started to get up and almost lost the plug in his ass. He groaned to himself and took his position back up on the handicap rails and squatted down again. He had to put his hand back to the plug because he could no longer keep it in his stretched out ass. "That was HOT young man!" I called out from behind the hole. "You should be proud of yourself the way you took all those cocks and their seed." "Thank you there is always room for one more." "One more, you've been getting fucked for over 2 hours and you still want more cock?" "I was made to take cock and cum from any man." "I know you were, I've had my eye on you for a long time, and I have big plans for you." "Can you fuck me now please I need some more cum in me I only have 6 loads and I wanted one more before I called it a night. My legs are getting weak and I can't keep this plug in any more because I am so loose." "You have 6 loads huh? Well let me tell you that you have twice that and I am going to give you number 13 here in a few," "12 how long was I out?" "Long enough for 6 people to seed your ass." I walked over to the suspended boy and started to stroke and caress his body. "You have such a small frame and almost totally hairless. Clamp your ass down I am going to remove the plug." As I pulled it out some of the cum dribbled down onto my cock and I looked at it and the plug and could see the different seed of the men who bred this kid. Each man's seed gave off a different color and made it easy for me to see all of them. I brought the plug up to the kids mouth and had him clean it off of all of the holy seed. I removed it and placed it off to the side and then I started to rub my hands over his body and I brought a special bottle of poppers up to the kids nose and told him "Your going to need this." As he took his first few hits I could feel them start to work their magic on his hole. His cockhead had honed in on the boys hole and was pressing against it waiting for it to relax. I ran my hands over both his nipples at the same time. As the rush came over him i pushed and the head spread, and spread his hole. I was still getting resistance so I held the bottle up to his nose again and he sucked it down greedily. "MMM You have such a tight and welcoming hole. You have no idea how big around that cock in your ass is or how big its going to get. Bring your hands down and feel it." The fag did just that and shuttered. I could feel his hand as he got further and further down the base got wider and wider, until it was almost 6 inches around and then it was smaller, almost like a dogs knot. He pulled his hand up and down the shaft and he groaned with delight and anticipation. "What is it boy? You like that big cock ripping you up. Stretching you to the max." "OHHH FUCK I LOVE IT. Are you going to put it all in me?" "More of it than you know, my little fag seed bag." I shoved the plug into the boys mouth so he couldn't say anything. I slowly started sliding in and out of the kids hot gripping ass. With each withdrawal I would push a bit more up his cunt. "Come on boy you know you want to take it all up your fag ass." He tried to slide down a bit more but had to keep stopping, his hole wouldn't open any more. I brought the bottle back up to his nose and he snorted and snorted and snorted. I continued to stroke the boys nipples and I handed the bottle to the boy "Keep sucking. You know you want to be a good fag and take this big cock to the root. All that cum in there is making it easier, you know you want to take it to the root." I said this in a soft whisper to the boys ears as the boy continued to suck on the poppers, hardly leaving enough room for normal oxygen. With that I put both his hand on the boys shoulders and pushed the boy the rest of the way down my cock. The boys hole was at the widest part of my beastcock and there seemed to be a barrier and it couldn't go any father. The boy cried out in a shriek as I gave one shove up and pulled down and the hole closed around my massive organ. Even behind the big plug you could still hear the pain in his voice. Just then there was someone behind me and before I knew it the new man had shoved his cock up my ass in one smooth move. Taken aback for only a half second I let loose my anal defenses and stung him on his cock head. He paused for a moment and then he went right on fucking me. Now don't get me wrong I loved to be fucked as much as the next fag but this cop was ruining my perfect evening with this piece of trash. The second his cock entered my hole I knew who it was. The venom I gave him will work fast and start to change his body, there is a dark place waiting for him when he finishes up. I slipped a tentacle up his cock and it found it was to his balls and between the venom injection and my own special help his balls went into overdrive and created not just millions of sperm but a number almost unimaginable. The venom was working through out his entire body. It went to his brain so it would tell his body to do two things, JUST KEEP FUCKING, and JUST KEEP MAKING SEMEN. The overdose of testosterone added to these two functions increasing their need and desire in the man's small brain. One of the side affects of creating so much semen it starts to rob the body of all of the nutrients that are needed to make it. Thus robbing human bone of its calcium making them weak and brittle. As the cop was fucking me and I have to admit he as doing a good job hitting all the right places in my ass. The kid was still getting used to my cock in his ass. I could see the tears running down his face as he continued to suck on the poppers. At some point he must have realized he was in trouble and that there was no way he could get out of it and just s=resigned himself to the fuck. With my beast dick being now firmly lodged in his ass and not being able to really thrust I did the other thing I could and that was to make my dick grow longer and then shrink so that I could get all the feelings of fucking ass but with nothing leaving his hole. The cop behind me continued his never ending fuck. I could finally start to feel his balls slapping against me and knew the time was getting close. I continued fucking the fag letting my beastcock worm its way up his insides rearranging his insides when I need them too. He finally started to enjoy it. I took the but plug out of his mouth and he just moaned and growled for more. "You like this big cock in your ass fag?" I bent forward to kiss him and then I found the flaw in my plan. I quickly stopped and asked him again, "You like this big cock in your ass fag?" 'FUCK ME WITH THE HUGE COCK......HARDER....HARDER!!!!" This pronouncement had brought us an audience, a man and a woman stopped by. Just what I needed. They got closer as if there were going to try and help someone but then I turned to them and gave them my stare and they stopped. I made the man come over to me and I kissed him full on the mouth and in that kiss I told him what I wanted them to do. I watched as he went to his rather disgusted looking wife and he kissed her passing along my message and they turned and walked away. Now I knew the kid was ready for the full show. I started to withdraw my cock out of his as my knot pulled at his anal ring I could hear him gasp and moan louder. It popped out of him with an audible sound and he convulsed at it removal. He didn't wait long before I was shoving it back in his hole again. As I did this I could feel the cop's balls getting bigger and they had started to hit the kids balls as well and we was wincing in pain when they did that in combination of my knot sliding in and out of him. By not the cum of the 12 me was worked up into a foamy froth and I knew between his hot ass and the jack hammering of the cop behind me I was going to blow soon. I had to wait just a bit longer for the full effects of the venom to take hold. He drove in and out of my ass and with each thrust he fucked me harder into the kid. I loved every minute of it. I could tell by the shaking of the cop his knees were about to give way due to the lack of calcium in his system. The knot at the base of my cock went in the fag one last time and then it grew even bigger that it was before about the size of a small melon, so there was no way it was coming out of his ass and nothing was going to be able to get passed it. I was now locked fully into the fag. This was it the moment both their lives would change. The boys was my plan all along the cop and signed his own death warrant when he put is magnificent cock in my ass. I let loose with a fire hose of cum not only from me but the cops cum was also being drained from his balls through my tentacles and into the boy as well. He was getting doubled creamed. With my knot firmly in place the only way for all that come to go was up. So that is exactly where it went. It started to flood his bowels and push its contents backwards through his GI tract. The pressure was too much and things started to rush backwards into the kids stomach from what had been in his intestines. When the stomached sensed that it knew it had to clean house and so the kid started to vomit up its contents. With each hurl his sphincter contracted and worked my cock over like nothing else. This is the second best part. As waves of vomiting ran over him and he hurled more and more his system was slowly emptying of any type of food and being replaced by mine and the cops semen. When he started to throw up the semen I put my hand over his mouth so that he couldn't vomit anymore. Soon his stomach too was full of our combined holy seed. There was only one more place the semen needed to go to make the transformation complete and that was the lungs. I pulled the kid closer to me and put my hand over his mouth harder and the cum finally came out his nose and I knew this was it. A few more in takes of air through the nose was all it took to force the cum down into his lungs. And with that he was in his death thrown and this is the best time to be buried to the hilt in someone ass. His ass danced all over my now 2 foot long cock in his ass. It was electric and as the boy finally collapsed on the floor my dick still firmly planted in his ass the cop too collapsed on my back and then jerked up right away when he figured out that the boy had just died. If he hadn't moved so quickly he might have been ok but he tipped over backwards but I had a hold of his cock and I wasn't going to let it go. He stared up at my back in surprise and it was only then he felt the tug on his cock. I let my ass muscles relax and they opened up and I slowly pulled the man into my ass. I had to teach him a lesson that he couldn't take what I wasn't offering. I had high hopes and many plans for him before he fucked the wrong guy with out permission. His body started to fold in half at the waist, so that his heels were now touching the back of his head he started to panic as he felt me reeling him in my ass. The Heat from which had been pleasant before now turned into a raging inferno and it burned his skin as he entered me. The venom had completed its work and his bones just fell apart in his body from the force of my asshole contractions, I slowly brought him closer and closer to being fully consumed by my asshole. He was now yelling out for someone to help him. But any one that was near by knew better then to interfere with their master. His arms flailed about trying to grab a hold of anything to try and keep him from my all consuming anal fires. The hardest part was coming up but like with all who have perished this way his arms were up over his head and it makes it easier to collapse the shoulder blades and collar bones and finally the head slides in easily after that. Depending on my mood I sometimes leave the hands out so the can wave around for a while before I finally let him go. Because the longer he stays inside me the longer he keeps from being really tormented. If he thinks it is bad being eaten by my ass, and having all his bones crushed. That is nothing compared to what awaits him in my kingdom. For you see in hell you are often forced to do the things you yourself did to others. Which means he will spend the majority of his time getting fucked by my fellow demon brothers. But thats another story. The boy was still stuck on the end of my beast cock and I could tell he was starting to cool off, and that is the one thing that makes my cock go soft. I had managed to shrink it enough so the he fell off my cock and crumpled on the floor of the toilet like the piece of trash he was. Our holy seed gushed out of him and ran in rivers out of his ass and mouth. I walked naked back to the water to return to my realm and to get this cop set up. I am sure someone will come upon him soon enough.

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.

I so encourage that. Once PrEP becomes available in my country Im gonna start to take it as well. I know there are many on here who choose not to, spreading the virus... But I want my body and my seed to be in perfect condition. Bareback is the only way for me. Its natural. For me its all about spreading my DNA, my essence. Thats my true born purpose as a breeder. That doesn't need to involve std's.

How, as a top, can you not like that? Its so hot to see your own breeding stick, or whatever, inside your sluts hole.

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..

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

Sometimes I want nothing more than a BJ, but more often than not, I wanna fuck, too...and if I'm fucking, I wanna cum in a fuckhole...if the guy is really eager to taste my cum, he can lick my dick clean after.

You can definitely feel it, you just have to get used to what you are feeling. And relax so you can feel it. It's the same with your ass too. And you are also right about it being different with different guys. Some guys shoot harder, some guys shoot more volume, all guys are different. Position can affect velocity as well as other factors. Just pay attention when you first taste it. It's not like a lot of pressure, more like drops or sudden slime. It's definitely hot when you feel the pulsing just before.

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.

Shopping for Antiques; Brought Home Two POZ Loads I was very proud of my boyfriend. He had just finished law school and was hired by an international firm. They wanted him to take over some big French accounts, so they paid for him to learn French and then moved us for the summer to Paris, all expenses paid. His salary was embarrassingly high, and we decided to live the life. We went out every night to the bars, and the French “mecs” were always flirting with him. My boyfriend's French was much better than mine. I could only speak a few polite words and order basic things from a menu. He, on the other hand, could carry on conversations about law, politics, sex, and everything else. I often felt a bit “left out” as he would flirt back conversing with these hot French guys. Eventually, one night, he was totally ignoring me at a gay bar in the Marais, paying attention to two twinks who were falling allover themselves to try to get into his pants. I said some things I shouldn't have and stormed out. When he came home, over an hour later, he apologized. He admitted that he liked the attention that he was getting as a sexy fit American who could speak their language. He confessed that they were begging to see his circumcised cock. They had never seen one before. Keep in mind that I thought we were monogamous, but he told me that they convinced him to go to the bathroom together and the two twinks took turns blowing him, “just to see what it would look like hard.” He promised me that it was just the wine he had drunk and that he didn't let them make him cum. I was surprised to find that his story, in spite of, or perhaps because of, my anger, I was totally hard. I could tell he was blue-balled and wanted me to fuck him. I fucked him until he shot his load all over both of us without touching his dick. It was angry fight sex that night and it was amazing. We always fuck bare, and he loves taking my load. He told me once that 'pulling out is for porn.' I could swear I heard that line somewhere, but the porn we watch together is so vanilla it could not have been from there... The next morning, he apologized again and promised to make it up to me the next weekend. On Friday night after work, we surprised me saying that he had rented a car and we were going to spend a romantic weekend in the countryside, just the two of us, in a nice hotel. For some reason, it seemed like all of the hottest guys in France wanted to jump my boy's bones. At the rental car place, the guy behind the counter seemed to drool over my boy's passport. They guy at the service station sprung wood in his tight jumpsuit uniform as he pumped our gas. I could swear he was holding his hard-on as he walked up with his crotch at eye-level to get the cash. The guy at the hotel reception desk swooned over my boy's business credit card. The bell boy seemed weak at the knees as he put our suitcases down on the floor next to the bed. Of course, I understood nothing that any of them said to him. My ears did perk up when the bell boy said, in heavily accented English, “And let me know if you two need anything. Anything at all...” My boy winked at him as he pressed a ten Euro note into his gloved hand. We climbed into bed together, and I fucked him hard, jealous at the attention he was getting from all of these sexy guys. On Saturday morning, we woke up early and had a fantastic breakfast in bed, hand-delivered by another beautiful bell boy. I got the feeling that he wanted to see what was under my boy's robe when he answered the door to let him in. We ate, showered together, fucked again, and got dressed. We set out, with my load still in his hole. In the rental car, I made a joke asking if they would charge extra for cum-stained upholstery. He told me that the guy behind the counter would probably not mind licking it up himself. Very funny, right? We didn't really have a destination, so we just headed out down some winding roads. The countryside really was gorgeous and the day was perfect. We saw a sign, in French, of course, advertising for an estate sale at a chateau. My boy thought that might be fun, and that maybe we could buy some overpriced furniture to ship back to our fancy new apartment. The chateau really was a mansion, at least four stories tall. There were a two cars parked in the yard, but the place seemed mostly deserted. We rang at the front door just as a straight couple were leaving. We were both shocked by the incredibly handsome man who answered the door. Jean, as he introduced himself, could only be called a bear. Probably six foot tall and 200 pounds of muscle. He wore a fitted checked shirt that clung to his wide pecs showing off some really visible nipples. (I wondered if this guy was into tit play...) He had a tuft of silver hair pouring out of his low-buttoned shirt. He had buzzed silver hair and a silver goatee, and piercing blue eyes. I guessed he must have been in his late 40s or early 50s. Jean invited us in, speaking French comfortably with my boy, and perfect continental English with me. As he led us into the foyer, I could not help but notice his toned ass in tight-fitting corduroys. As I was noticing Jean's amazing ass, my boy noticed Jean's overwhelming basket crotch. He later told me that he could see Jean's shaft and cockhead as he walked us through the house. Room after room was packed with gorgeous paintings and furniture. Jean told us that he had inherited the house from his lover and was going to sell everything off. “Too many painful memories,” he said. There were a few photos of a younger Jean with a very dapper-looking older man. He told us that his lover had contracted “SIDA” from a string of rent boys. I didn't know what he was talking about and my boy mouthed to me “AIDS...” Ah. Got it. After three rooms or so, I was already overwhelmed, and also needed to go to the bathroom. Jean told me where it was, and I headed through the labyrinthine halls to find it. It probably took me five minutes to find the toilet, and three minutes to get back. When I got back, my boy was sitting awfully close to Jean on a sofa, with his hand on my boy's thigh. My boy had his hand resting on Jean's crotch. I have no clue what they where whispering about in French, but they sat right up and started gesturing to a portrait on the wall as soon as I came in. I cleared my throat but thought it best not to say anything. Two rooms later, we had picked out a beautiful set of chairs, fauteuils, I think they were called. My boy excused himself to look for the toilet. Jean sat down next to me in the other chair and told me how lucky I was to have a boyfriend with such a talented tongue. At first I thought he meant that my boy was talented with languages, but then I wondered... He leaned close to me, and asked if he could see how talented my tongue was. I was stupified as Jean leaned in closer and his tongue parted my lips. I sprang a hard-on immediately as his hands explored my crotch. I couldn't believe that this incredibly sexy man was giving me attention, or that I was letting him kiss me. I melted into the chair as he started to unbuckle my belt and pull my pants to the side. He scooped my cock out of my shorts and engulfed it. He wrapped his lips around my dick and swallowed me down to the balls, swirling his tongue. I gasped as I opened my eyes to see that my boyfriend had walked back into the room. My just winked at me as if this happened all the time, no inclination that I should stop Jean. I was embarrassed that the shoe was now on the other foot, and I was letting a stranger blow me. I stood up quickly, which sent Jean sprawling to the rug in front of me. (Jean later told us it was a tapestry rumored to have come from Louis XVI's chapel at Versailles...) I ran out of the room and back to the car, thinking my boyfriend would follow me as soon as he settled the bill for the chairs and organized shipping. After ten minutes, I gave up waiting and headed back into the house. There, on an eighteenth century rug, Jean lay naked with my boy riding his bare cock, his head thrown back in ecstasy and his hard cock about to squirt his load everywhere... To be continued...

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.

So I've ordered my PreP, 7-14 days delivery. I eventually decided to take the plunge after an encounter in a club last weekend. Was bent over sucking a couple of guys in the dark room when a couple fingers went in my arse and literally pulled my cunt into position and then got fucked bb until he dumped his load, I never even saw who it was. Anyway this seems to be happening more and more, getting fucked bb that is, so I made the decision to get on Prep. I'm hoping the drug works and side effects are nil and then I can lay back in the sling and take multiple loads knowing that I won't get HIV, jst all the other nasty stuff out there, lol.

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Watched TI's bad influence. Love the scene Pretty-boy RALPH sucks off PETER. He reminds me of myself a lot. I love the desperate need for cum and making sure the tops balls are completely empty. How are you guys? Are you as eager to swallow or are you happy just to suck and wait until the top can't hold it any longer? Tops, when you have someone like RALPH, do you still prefer to cum in his ass or do would you satisfy his hunger?

I have certainly seen my hand move inside one of my boys, but not with just my big dick. When I added my dick into the hand in his ass you could REALLY see it. It made me proud--certainly not grossed out.

There is a guy into whom I keep running at the local bath house. He's a seriously hot dude in his forties, scruff, ripped, hairy chest - just my type - and so handsome I can't help staring at him, but he obviously doesn't have eyes for me, and I accept that. This afternoon, though, we were both in the dark sauna, and there was a third guy, pretty young, in his 20s, and clearly a newbie. He was sitting tight in a corner, hugging the wall, towel securely around his waist, purposely not making eye contact. Definitely cute, zero body fat, dark hair. At first the object of my (unrequited) affection sat near me, then moved a bit away when a guy passed through the room. However, when the guy left, enough light fell on the college boy to reveal him. With that, the stud moved around the bench to get closer to the college guy. I guess the decent thing for me to have done would be to leave them in peace, but as I said, I had a serious crush on the older guy, and I was curious about his designs on the kid. The kid was either terrified or frozen in place, but he didn't bolt when the hunky dude reached over and brushed his muscular thigh. Eventually they were making out, and then all of a sudden, the stud essentially lifted him off the bench, stood him up, spun and him around to face the wall. I watched him kick his feet apart, so the kid was basically skewered against the wall, and using spit for lube, the stud just took the kid. No cries, no whimper, just a low moan was all I could hear. The kid must have opened up, because pretty soon I could hear the stud banging him, drilling his cute jock ass. Then, almost as suddenly as it began, the stud pulled out, patted the kid's ass, picked up his towel, and left. Not a word, not a peck on the back of his gorgeous neck, not even a grunt. I'm sure it was not just in my imagination that he had just deeply bred the kid. I imagine it was the kid's first bareback fuck and he was too scared to object. Of course I'm envious and really wish it had been me, and I'm sure I'll always make eyes at the stud when I run into him at the baths. Although it wasn't me, it was totally hot to see him seduce, subvert, and wreck, a shy college boy who looked like the proverbial deer in the headlights. He's probably walking a little funny and wondering about that thin stream of wetness running down the inside of his thigh. Lucky bastard.

Yes, I feel terrible for making some of you wait so long. I hope you can forgive me. Still, Better late than never. I actually already have most of the next part written, so I can guarantee I won't make you wait long for the conclusion. And again, sorry for the long wait. Part XI Before I met Drew, he had been a lover. He would give his partners wave after wave of ecstasy, driving them crazy with lust. He had amazing stamina, and both would climax together over and over until his lover would collapse from sheer exhaustion. He had confessed to me that his favorite part of sex was when he had completely drained his partner and they would surrender their bodies to him as he continued to make love. It was his reputation that had drawn my attention to him in the first place, and I knew from experience that he deserved it completely. Like all alpha predators, Drew lived for sex. Once I had made him mine, I had taken that relentless drive and turned him into a machine. Now, Drew didn't make love, he used his partners over and over for his own pleasure, and for mine. The more painful he made it for my broken cum whores, the harder he came. It was always a sight to see Drew working over my latest conquests for the first time. He would fold and twist their bodies into unnatural positions, pounding them like a piston with his rock hard cock. Their limbs would go weak with agony and flop around as their ruined holes were battered and churned wider and deeper than they had ever been. Watching Drew on my bed was like watching a starving predator feed on his still struggling prey. My biker stud still had his wrists bound behind his back, and they lay against the mattress underneath him as he tried to weakly pull his hands apart to protect himself from Drew. But his hours suspended in my basement by his arms and legs made every move send a wave of fire down his nerves, preventing him from using his full strength. Even if his hands were free, Drew could easily have overpowered him. But instead of having to hold down my biker's arms as he pounded his hole, Drew's hands roamed over his sweaty body like a butcher inspecting a slab of fresh meat. Drew pulled and twisted every inch of his exposed body, seeing what would cause the most pain. I loved seeing my new toy's powerful legs bent backwards above his body, putting all of his Drew's and his own weight his upper back and neck. His feet dangled in the air above Drew's shoulders, limp and swaying every time Drew thrust down deep into his ruined hole. The only part of my cumslut's body Drew neglected was his painfully engorged cock. Even through all the agony radiating across his body, the massive shaft pummeling his prostate continued to send jolt after jolt of pleasure into his broken mind, and fresh precum began to drip out of his shaft and coat his rippled abs. Without pause, Drew slammed his steel-hard cock into the ruined hole over and over. Completely broken, the ring of my biker's cunt fluttered across every ridge and vein of Drew's shaft, vibrating like a violin string as the relentless drilling went on and on. Each time his wet cock sluiced out of that hole our venom laced cum would cling to his pole, only to be driving back down onto his glazed ring with a wet slap as Drew's shaft and balls rammed deep. With each hard thrust, a pathetic whine was forced out of my cumslut's lungs, as the pain combined with the force of Drew's lunge into his folded body was like a punch to his diaphragm. His world had become a cloud of agony and pleasure, and his tortured body was limp from all the suffering he continued to endure. The only thing he could focus on through it all was the deep blue eyes boring down into him. While he was incapable of even forming thoughts or words from the dehydration and the brutal assault on his senses, the animal part of his former apex predator's brain was being relentlessly rewired thrust by thrust. Deep down it knew that it was permanently broken, and that it would never be able to return to what it once was. That even long after this nightmare was over, every time he would even think about dominating another, the first memory would be of this night. It knew that it had to surrender and accept what it had become in order to survive. Over and over his prostate was battered by Drew's massive cock, never failing to crash against it even as Drew drove himself deeper and wider into the broken hole. With each thrust, more precum would dribble down the biker's abs and pecs, until a rivulet of slime had slide down and formed a puddle in the hollow of his neck. He felt his battered and drained balls begin to helplessly contract as yet another involuntary orgasm was being forced from him. He didn't fight the rising wave of blissful pleasure as it mixed with and then overwhelmed all the pain. With a weak cry his untouched cock throbbed, and jet after jet of ruined seed splashed down across his neck and face, falling into his open mouth and eyes. But even as he came, Drew continued his assault, never once missing a pummeling stroke. Even after the biker's orgasm had peaked, more and more cum was squeezed out of his prostate, forcing yet more weakening spurts out of his cock. His head began to thrash from side to side, as Drew turned what had been his ultimate pleasure into yet another tool to break down his prey. Ignoring the pozslut's wordless cries for mercy, Drew's eyes drank in the feast of before him and felt his own orgasm boil past the point of control. His own tortured and neglected balls, still full with a month's worth of built of poisoned seed that had fermented for weeks, again began to blast deep into the violated hole. I felt my own cock throb with precum and return to full mast as I could almost feel the heat radiating from his cum, full of my venom, being shot like a red hot bullet into my broken biker's body, searing and blistering it's way into his blood and soul. And through it all, Drew's endless thrusts continued. Drew continued on and on as I watched his work like a relentless machine, twisting and contorting my poz cumslut's limp body like a rag doll into new and more painful positions, helpless to resist. His hand would constantly roam with minds of their own, constantly probing and pulling across the biker's tortured limbs and torso as he searched for new ways to flood his shattered brain with new pain. And through it all, his cock would slam again and again into his loose hole, forcing orgasm after orgasm out of my broken toy as his sweat dripped down onto him. I watched enthralled for what felt like hours, as Drew let out a month of pent up denial and lust, until both of them simply had no more cum to give. By now, my poz cumslut was limp face-down on the bed, his body bouncing up and down against the sheets as Drew continued to slide his monstrous dick in and out of the now destroyed hole. I knew that he was completely drained by now, but that while he had no more venom to give, I still had not ordered him to stop. I watched Drew with pride, his sweating body now heaving for air after the endless exertion, knowing that he would would not stop until I gave him permission, even if he had to keep going until he passed out himself. I waiting until I could tell that he was nearing even his own limit, my lust for Drew building as I watched my best creation show his loyalty and perfection. Finally, I said “That's enough for tonight Drew,” and he fell forward exhausted and draped himself across the slab of meat below him, still buried inside him to the hilt as they both gasped for breath. I watched them with a smile, thinking that if you took a picture of this moment, you would only see two totally drained lover's embracing, and never know the truth.

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I was in ATL when I hooked up with a beast of a top: tall black guy built like a fullback with an attitude to match. He started it by telling me how he loved tearing up slutty chink ass and making us bitches cry. I told him, "Fuck you, you black n***ga, you ain't shit, bring it on!" What started as a regular fuck turned into the grudge harefuck of the year. We called other the most vile racist shit imaginable, slapped and spat on each other, lord it was great. He really brought out the power bottm in me. I literally tried to tear his massive cock off while riding him. He tried to pierce my lungs through my ass and mouth with his dick. We each tried to make the other tap out by outlasting him. Three hours later we were spent. His cock could no longer het hard. My hole was blown out like a flat tire, gaping and bleeding slightly. Our muscles were jelly and we slept the deep sleep of two men that used every drop of sexual energy. It definitely was among the Top 10 fucks of my lifetime.

First time I was raped, I was 14. It does something to you that is hard to explain. It's like I have a certain vibe or look in my eyes that lets other predatory types know that I'm an easy target. I've heard this from other rape victims, too. It's like we're marked for life, once you get raped, chances are you'll be raped again. Some victims totally implode, while others build a coping mechanism. My coping mechanism was to become a total slut. For the next 10 years, I had hundreds, if not thousands, of random hook ups, one night stands, anon sex, group sex, sex parties, trains/gangbangs, short term BFs, long term BFs that I cheated on, got paid for sex, etc. still though, there were times when I didn't want sex. I'd be in a park/public area, party, club, or bar and a guy would approach me. I'd say no but I could already tell they weren't gonna take no for an answer. Before I know it, I'm being forced or hit or drugged (sometimes all three) and eventslly sexually assaulted. Then my other coping mechanism would kick in and I'd either numb out or go with it and "enjoy" it. Yes they say you can't rape the willing. When the mood hits me, I look for those predators, the ones with the look in their eyes. I don't even have to put out signals of interest/flirt. They can feel my rape victim vibe and the hone in like a shark. I'll act the part and be weak or tipsy. I'll follow them to their car, dark alley, back room, bathroom, hotel room, etc. I'll scream no and stop. I'll get choked or hit...and raped. In a perverse way, its the ultimate form of BDSM, one without a safe word. Word of advice: the real rapists, the real predators, the ones who've done it all their lives, you'll never see them coming. They're smooth, you'll never get a good description of them, and they always use a condom. They work fast and will most likely fuck you from behind. Before you can even utter WTF, your pants will be off and he'll be fucking you hard, fast, and without mercy. When its over you'll be crying or smiling, depending on your coping mechanism.

At 33 I don't consider myself either a boy or a daddy...maybe an "older brother" or "young uncle". But I'm in a college town and if I hit the young guys up at the right time (weekends, late nights) I can usually find some young boy ass to breed. Or I find a horny married guy to suck at the bookstores or on CL. Would love to find a daddy to "date" who I can suck off, fuck him, and share boys with him.

Had some fun with a construction worker from out of town staying here to work on a house renovation (19th century houses woodwork are his specialisation). His regular profile did not have much information, except that he was a Top Only. No pics in his regular profile but there were in his Travel Ad. Nice thick cock and hairy body.The Ad said: "Gay constuction guy. Gets the job done". And he certainly did. Twice. No questions about condoms and in and out of the door in an hour. Very verbal and loud too. Patted my ass when he left and said he may be around again before he finishes his job at the house.

Back in the "olden days" pre-AIDS, we had the glorious concept as queers that it was just about sex. No worries...just fucking and condoms were for breeders who wanted no children. I was not yet driving when a much older dude first split my ass and filled me HIs raw cock did amazing things to my ass, my mind and my soul. No doubt, I was certain I had just been part of inventing the most amazing thing in the world. Needless to say, I have been keeping it raw as a bottom ever since.....nearly 4 decades now.

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.

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

Orion5419 impregnates another lucky Midwest white boy... http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/HARD-BEEFCAKE-BREEDING-28812321

I find that attitude really hard to get my head around. Why would he want to 'knock up' as many other bois as possible? Having reached sexual maturity at the height of the AIDS epidemic, I find it impossible to understand why anyone would want to pass it on, or would want to get infected. Especially now that we have PrEP. I guess it's an age thing. Having never experienced the fear and the loss of close friends, he just doesn't see anything wrong with it.

Moving this to my all time faves list! Cute top with a great hairy ass and a beautiful cock. Love all the angles and positions. HOT HOT HOT!

This thread is fucking hot! I'm married and have never taken off my wedding ring when I fuck other guys. My hubby also doesn't take off his ring when he gets fucked by others. I think it is definitely the naughtiness of it

As a bottom, when a raw dick is in my hole I am assuming that the top's got it in there in order to dump his seed in me. I would never ask a raw top to pull out and it's just a waste of good cum if it doesn't end up in my hole! On those rare occasions that I'm the top - if my raw dick is going into your hole you should expect to get my load deposited deeply inside of you.

Yep. My best (POZ) native fuck bud and I both sent each other to the clinic in the last year. When I asked him if he wasready to start using rubbers his response was "let's not be hasty".

My first time was pretty recent; only a few months ago. I'm 24, 30" waist, some body hair I had just started seeing this guy, and we'd already slept together but had used a condom. This time was a little different right from the get go. We went into my room and were all over each other as soon as the door closed: holding each other so tight, both moaning into the other's mouth while we made out. I pulled off his shirt, and he did mine, and I loved the feeling of his coarse chest/stomach hair against my smoother torso. I have some hair, but this guy has so much more. Fucking woof, I'm hard just remembering it. I pulled him on top of me down on the bed, and my legs wrapped around his waist like it was the most natural thing. He was grinding into my ass, and I could feel him getting hard through our pants. We stayed there for a few minutes, both of us getting more and more aggressive with each other as we kissed. I pushed him off of me, which wasn't easy considering he's way more muscly than I am, unbuckled his pants, hauled down his boxers and took his beautiful, tasty dick in my mouth. He was pretty well manscaped, trimmed but not shaved. He was thankfully impatient and hauled me up, forced his tongue back in my mouth for a little bit (which I happily reciprocated), and then it was my turn to get forced onto the bed. My pants and boxers came off in one knee-weakening haul of his beautiful biceps, and my dick was in his mouth down to the base. It wasn't long before he came up and said "you ready?" I was almost beyond words, so I just nodded and moved onto my back with my knees close to my chest. He reached for my condom drawer, hesitated and looked at me saying "condom?". I've always fantasized about fucking bare, so I almost came on the spot when I realized what he was asking. Without missing a beat I replied "I just want you to fuck me". He bit his lip with a devilish grin and I grabbed the lube. With this hairy muscle man forcing his raw shaft into my tight hole while I was biting his lower lip, I don't know how neither of us came on the spot. I haven't had much sex, so it was a little painful for me, but what a sweet pain it was. Every time he'd thrust a little deeper, I'd tense up and claw his back, and he'd gasp a little bit. Once he was all the way in I wanted him resting his weight on top of me, and I was grabbing his ass, kissing his neck while he bit mine. We stayed there for a while, him rocking in and out, me adjusting to his girth and being almost overwhelmed by pleasure. You could call it missionary, but it was anything but boring. His mouth less than an inch from mine, sweat falling from his face and onto me. He wanted to fuck me doggy, so we got up from that and I got on all fours, and impatiently waited for him to get back inside of me. He added some more lube (ever the gentleman) and pushed back in to me while my eyes rolled back in to my head. I was holding myself up with one hand, while the other played with my nipple rings. He said that he wanted to kiss me, so I got up on my knees while he kept plowing me from behind. My arms went behind my head and played with his hair while we kissed deeply. He half-moaned "i'm gonna cum. Where do you want it?" And I said "fuck it. Cum inside me". With that, he wrapped his beautiful arms around my torso and went balls deep while moaning and grunting. I could feel his hairy chest, pressed against my back, shudder with his ragged breaths as his seed filled me. He pulled out and a glob of his seed came with it, landing with a satisfying sound on the bed. I hoped to keep his jizz inside me, but it's not like I wasn't going to get a refill. I was gonna make sure of that. That was one of multiple sessions that night It's my first time sharing a story on here, so let me know what you guys think.

"SO HOW THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW EACH OTHER?!?" He yelled, that boom of a voice filling the small shop. It caught us all by surprise. He looked at his son first and then quickly at me as he pushed aggressively into my hole. "Lock that door, son," he said, sternly. The command was back in his voice. Harrison was still in shock staring at his dad who's huge dick was now pummeling my hole. He shook his head and blinked but the situation remained the same as I groaned louder as his father's cock would pull almost all the way out before plunging back inside me, hard and deep. I had been waiting for this fuck for what seemed like an eternity and I wasn't going to let this surprising family situation get in the way of all the sensations I was longing for. Harrison quickly turned around and secured the lock on the shop door. "We're fuck buddies," I stammered in between his thrusts. "Remember that hook-up I told you about earlier?" I tried to look at his reflection in the mirror. "Well it was with him," I nudged my shoulders as if somehow they were pointing to his son. "But then he cancelled on me at the last minute." I tried to straighten up to continue the conversation, but he hit me again unexpectedly with his left hand-WACK!!!-as he plunged balls-deep into me. "Uh yeah Dad," Harrison approached us. "Remember we were supposed to get together tonight after you closed the shop? You didn't show. I kept texting you for the last hour or so but you never replied." Harrison looked around the shop, seeing my parTy kit on the counter. "I even called a few times," he was talking slower now, looking at my overnight travel bag on the floor, the contents of my parTy kit alongside some used razors on the counter, and at us. "...but your damn phone kept going to voicemail." He saw the glass pipe and lifted it, turning it side to side, looking in the bowl, then at us, fucking in the cracked mirror reflection. "What the fuck." Harrison looked at me, my head turned to the side on the chair, trying to follow through in the conversation in this very surreal situation. His father was lost with the biTch and kept fucking me as if this was just what you did when your grown son came for a visit at your place of business. I continued to groan. "So wait a minute...I cancelled on you," he pointed the glass pipe at me as if it were another digit in his left hand. "And he was a no-show," Harrison pointed the pipe at his dad now, "and somehow you BOTH are here and parTyjng?!?" "LIKEWHATDAFUKKK?!?" Now it was Harrison's voice booming in the shop. "Let me try," I started to reply in a broken stance, "...to explain," I groaned again, trying to twist my upper body slightly so I could face Harrison. WACK!!! Another hard slap and this one STUNG bad that I turned away quickly, feeling him push and pull harder, faster, sudden pain wiped away by intense pleasure that I forgot Harrison was even with us. "SHUTDAFUKUP BOYS!!!" His voice was deafening, commanding, controlling. "Harrison it don't matter how we met. I don't even care how you two met! All I care about is this fuckin' amazing manpussy he got and what it is doin' to my dick!" He pushed in hard. "Now quit playin' with that pipe and light it up!" He did as his father commanded. Harrison added a few big shards to the glass pipe. They were too large to fit inside the tiny hole of the top of the bowl so he slid them into the long stem, until they rattled into the bottom curve of the glass bowl, making the tiniest of noises that only I seemed to hear it in my heightened state. I turned my head, staring. He carefully lit it with the torch, rocking the bowl back and forth as his dad was oblivious to all of this, his cock getting harder inside me. I was surveying the situation, lost between the actual sensations of finally being fucked, being so spun from all the booty bumps and incessant cock teasing from earlier, and this bizarre unexpected twist to the summer evening. The bowl transformed from being partially clear to a small sphere of mist, lovely grey and white condensed clouds forming inside. Harrison took slow deep breaths, inhaling carefully as the smoke rapidly moved down the stem and into his mouth. Everything appeared magnified to me as if my eyes had magically adjusted into micro-zoom. I could see details of the bottom of the bowl, partially discolored from previous over-heating. Part of the stem nearest the bowl was caked with dried crystal almost casting it completely that it became opaque. Harrison continued to feed on the pipe, practicing slow inhales that seemed endless. Finally he lowered the pipe and walked over beside us, leaning down near me, grabbing my chin firmly, his face approaching mine, his eyes closing. I turned my head up and our lips met, his soft lips pushed against mine, opening them silently with a gentle force until his mouth completely covered mine. And then the magical mist, unseen, thick and heavy, entered my mouth. I breathed in deeply, so deep and concentrated that I inadvertently contracted my hole for a moment and felt his father's massive thick tool roughly fucking me. It hurt for a second, but only for that mere moment, as the effects of the shotgun smoke started to have effect quickly. Harrison and I exchanged the smoke back and forth several times, slowly, softly. Finally he pulled away from me, my lips parted wider, wanting him back as he stood up, head cocked back, mouth open, as the sinister fog floated from his mouth to the ceiling, almost in slow motion, glowing a faint light green from the fluorescent lighting. "THAT'S MY BOY!!!" He yelled again, startling us. Harrison turned his head suddenly looking at his father. His eyes looked dazed. The bITch was now with the son and the father. He smiled at his dad. It was a mischievous grin that I was all too familiar with having played with him a few times since we met earlier in the spring. The son disappeared in front of me and in his place was my FFuck buddy, standing beside us rubbing his crotch with a growing bulge. "Ain't that manhole special, huh Dad?" Harrison continued to massage his bulge. The earlier sense of shock and surprise in his voice had faded, now replaced by a lazy, soft tone of acceptance. Harrison spoke with a wrapped edge of anticipation. "FUKKKYEAH!!!" His dad replied. "I've been preppin'his hole for the last hour or so. Gettin' your friend here.." WACK!!! Another sudden slap on my ass stung me hard. "...all loose and open to take my Daddy dick! And he sure is a hungry muthafukka!" He pushed in HARD. "Oh fuck yeah," Harrison moaned. He started to peel off his tshirt, tossing it aside, unveiling his body, a slightly lighter toned version of his father, but a bit more muscled and hairier. His chiseled chest was covered in a dense fur of curly black hair with a ripped torso. His face was clean shaven with a strong square jaw resembling his father in many ways except for the fact that he had a shaved head. He kicked off his shoes and unbuttoned his jeans, quickly pulling that off with his underwear. He was now completely naked, stroking himself. "Fuck that hole," he said, cheering his father on. The father pushed in harder and with force that my body jerked foreword again. He pulled almost all the way out quickly, and then just as suddenly, dived back inside my hole so deep, that I felt his balls slap against my ass. Hard and fast, hard and fast. His pace continued like this for awhile and my hole and my head were getting so lost in the incredible sensations that the shop seemed to go all dark, covered in shadows, the tint of the green fluorescent lighting fading away. My eyes seemed to be shutting itself slowly in response. And then he pulled almost all the way out again. But instead of plunging back inside my hungry hole, he stayed there with just the head at my entrance. The bulbous uncut head seemed enormous now. He seemed to be pulsing his cock. He wasn't cumming. It was a deliberate motion to get the slightest increase of girth of his dickhead. And I felt every amazing moment of it as my sensations were so heightened. His pulsing of the head and the slight and slow movements of his dick head going in and out of my hole was unbelievable. It was like a sequel to his earlier teasing but now he had gotten my hole accustomed to it that I started to play along, contracting and loosening my hole as he pulsed his dick. We were both groaning. "See how he likes that?" He motioned to his son, almost pulling the head all the way out before he carefully pushed it in my hole, just past the ridge of his uncut head. I opened my eyes and turned, observing Harrison who was now approaching us closer on the chair. He repeated the careful strokes a few more times. "Fuck Dad!" Harrison exclaimed, all excited. I looked at his eyes and recognized thaT hunger inside him. "Look how his manpussy asslips wrap around your cock when you pull out!" Harrison leaned in even closer, his hand reaching over. I looked in the mirror and he started to gently caress my asslips that were all slick with my manhole juice. He licked his fingers and brought it back to us, slowly touching my very sensitive asslips with the tip of his moistened finger, gliding it around, feeling how soft and turned on it was. Harrison licked his fingers. "Fukin' beautiful," his dad declared. And then he pulled out so rapidly that I didn't have to time to adjust to the sudden shock of being empty. He pulled away from me, stepped off the chair base platform and stood up straight on the floor of the shop. It all happened so quickly. I was still staring in the mirror and could see my manhole was so open, like a small mouth, pulsing, like it was trying to speak...begging silently to be filled. Before I could actually say anything, Harrison stepped onto the chair base platform, adjusted himself and pointed his dick at my hole. He pushed slowly at first, that I groaned, both in excitement and silently also in disappointment, my mind flashing in an instant that the son would be like his father and torment me further with more cock teasing. And just as that thought was stretching into some other unspoken mental tangent, Harrison PLUNGED IN HARD. OHFUKYEAHHHHH.... He went in hard and deep, rapid and furious, so fast and rigid that everything that had occurred before with his father seemed like some planned set-up. But I knew that was just the paranoia of the biTch settling in for a moment. I let the thought pass quickly and deliberately as the pounding on my needy manhole took all of mind's attention, the sudden shift of nervous thoughts to excited sensations overwhelming me. "Oh fukkk," Harrison moaned, continuing to pummel me with such force that it looked like an assault in the mirror. His father stepped around us, now holding the glass pipe, carefully lighting it as he observed us in action. "THAT'S MY BOY!!!" He yelled again, then took a deep, slow drag from the stem. He continued to walk around us, smoking from the pipe casually, leaning in every now and then to observe his son's long cock fucking me. And then he was in front of me, leaning in abruptly, his head appearing to grow larger and larger as he neared, his right hand grabbing firm on my head, pulling me to his face, his large mouth consuming mine, a heavy dense smoke exhaling into my lungs. I could only close my eyes. It was the only sense of control I had. His face never disengaged from mine. I exhaled the smoke back to him and he kept it in his lungs for a long moment, my mind wandering, so spun, that time had faded. His mouth was like a vice that I could not separate from him so I instinctively breathed through my nose, taking in rapid breaths, inadvertently pulling the smoke back into my mouth as his son stretched my hole. WACK!!! Another unexpected slap, this time hard on my face that I coughed hard, the thick smoke coming out of my mouth in one large exhale, so thick that his crotch faded behind the clouds. "Stay with us Boy," he commanded, he grabbed my chin with his free hand firmly, staring into my glazed eyes. "The fun is just startin'." WACK!!!

While I rather have the load in my hole, I do love the taste of cum and will gladly swallow every drop.

Part X As I grabbed a beer out of the fridge and took a sip, I could hear more groans coming from the living room. I was always proud of myself when I was able to keep Drew from almost immediately rebounding from the sheer punishment he had learned to crave. Normally he would already be begging for more, but I could tell that having to hold in his orgasm while he had been so close to the edge had sapped a lot of energy from him. I filed away that information so I could create even more grueling sessions for him next time, but for now at least he had earned his reward. As I stood in front of the open fridge I could feel the heat and sweat pulled from my body by the cold air. I felt the coat of fluids on my cock and balls drying out and enjoyed the buzz of satisfaction from having savaged and injected two holes tonight. Unlike the fuck machine moaning on my living room floor, I needed a little downtime before I would be ready to go again. I had prepared for the long weekend ahead of me, but I knew I had to pace myself so I could remain in control, especially when I was breaking in a new fuck toy like the slab of meat passed out upstairs. After a minute I closed the fridge and walked back out to the living room. Drew was still lying on his back, but was trying to remove the shirt tangled around his arms and neck. I loved the sight of his compact and muscular upper body as he twisted his limbs to finally free himself, like a magician trying to escape from a straight jacket. He was also kicking his legs to try and get off the clumped jeans that had been my impromptu restraints as I savaged his hole. Our sweat had soaked through his clothing, making it stick to his skin as he tried to pull them from his overheated body. His still throbbing cock had left a trail of slime past his belly button and across his abs as his whole body flexed. I could tell from experience that he was still very close to the edge. Once his cock had been roused it wouldn’t go down until he had shot his poisoned load. Whenever I would deny Drew, it would shake and flex in desperation to get release. I considered it my personal mission to make that its natural state. Finally, as he pulled the ruined shirt over his head and kicked the jeans off his feet, he collapsed back down onto the floor, finally nude and coated in fluids. I knew that even laying still his battered hole and prostate would be throbbing in tune with the pulse flowing through his cock, sending aching signals up to his rewired brain. When he finally opened his eyes and focused on me, I could see the disbelief at how collected and composed I was compared to the state he was in. As I smirked at his amazement, his eyes were once more drawn down to my deflated cock which had slightly hardened from watching his toned body twist and contort. I could see the hunger in his eyes, but knew I was in no state at the moment to satisfy it. Snapping my fingers, his beautiful blue eyes quickly shot back up to my face as the last of the fog cleared from his brain. “I thought I told you to go upstairs, unless of course you aren’t interested in meeting my new cum slut.” An involuntary flex of his cock caused a fresh bead of precum to squeeze out of his slit as his breathing increased and his eyes quickly turned back to the stairs. As I strode past him he quickly got up and followed me up the stairs to the bedroom. I entered the room and found my muscle stud sprawled across the bed just as I had left him, still passed out from the torture and ecstasy he had endured earlier. The only difference was that during the time I had spent downstairs teaching Drew a lesson, the drugs had time to take full effect, and his overworked cock had been forced back into a painfully hard erection. The contrast between his throbbing cock and his limp body exposed the truth of how easily he had been conquered. Both Drew and I knew that his insatiable dick was the cause of his downfall, and that we would continue to hijack it to completely break the rest of his body and mind. I sat down in a chair facing the bed and began to nurse the cold beer I had brought. After taking a swig, I quietly nodded to Drew and gave him silent permission to finally have his turn with my latest prey. Drew approached the bed and drank in the sight of the stud passed out on it. I could tell that Drew approved as another flex of his groin caused his shaft to bob in the air. Even more precum joined the rest of the slick coat that covered his huge pole and dripped over his balls. He slowly climbed onto the bed, spreading his weight out between his hands and legs, and stalked towards his exhausted prey. He almost looked like a spider traveling across his web, perfectly placing his limbs on the invisible strands and leaving his victim completely unaware of his approach. Once he was behind him, he reached past the unconscious hunk and took one of my pillows. I watched as he pulled off the pillow case and tossed the cushion off the bed. Drew grasped the wrists of my slut and gently pulled them behind his massive torso to the small of his back. He took the soft fabric and slowly but firmly bound his wrists, giving a final sharp tug to make sure the bonds were coiled tight. Normally my new fucktoy would have been able to easily shred his way out of these restraints, but I knew the agony of the long hours when I had battered and abused his body in the basement while all his bulk hung unnaturally on his twisted limbs meant that now he would be as feeble as sacrificial lamb in the hands of Drew. Even though he was still out cold, the sore aches covering his body felt every small strain Drew made preparing him for his feast and caused more deep moans of pain. Drew eased the stud over onto his back with this arms now firmly trapped beneath his body. I could hear Drew beginning to breathe harder and harder while his nostrils flared like a bull preparing to gore his prize. It had been over a month since I had let him fuck anyone, that whole time spent surrounded everyday by over a dozen other hard and brawny firefighters all working, sleeping, playing, sweating and showering together, making Drew frenzied with unfulfilled desire of all the pure testosterone around him. Letting his beautiful cock go untouched for so long seemed like a crime against nature, but I knew that it only intensified his need to plunge deep inside a quivering, unwilling hole and pump load after load of his dirty seed inside. Once Drew was crouched between his legs, he slowly grabbed the bikers’ ankles and began to push them up into the air. Still motionless on his back and unaware of the new danger, my biker began to groan even more as futile warnings of pain tried to force their way into his brain. But they were still too weak to penetrate his complete exhaustion. With slow inevitability, Drew maneuvered his prey until his ankles were resting gently over Drew's shoulders. Drew pressed his hands behind the knees and began to fold the legs back down until his prey was folded completely in half, with his feet dangling straight up above him in the air and his ass lifted completely off the bed. The bikers stiff cock was now pointing down across his compressed stomach to the bottom of his chest and aimed towards his face, and I had to smile at the sight. I could imagine how many holes that massive rod had forced its way into and dumped shot after shot of boiling cum, only to end up throbbing totally useless across his broken body in complete neglect. As his ruined hole became completely exposed, I could still see a ring of my dirty seed oozing past the red and inflamed lips that were just barely managing to stay closed. I heard Drew draw in a sharp breath as he finally saw his prize and his own huge cock throbbed even harder with desire. Rising slowly off of his knees on to the balls of his feet, Drew leaned over his prey and maneuvered his huge cock until it was directly over the battered hole. He moved steadily until the head of his cock was gently kissing the lips of his prey’s ass, smearing the outside of the battered hole in a fresh glaze of loaded precum. He froze, his body locked in position straight as a board, with all of his body weight balanced between the hands holding his prey’s legs behind the knees and the balls of his feet extended out behind him. He remained motionless, savoring the conquest that his prey had absolutely no way of stopping the brutal mauling he was about to endure. I could see his shaft throb in desperation to have anything stimulate it and push it over the edge to his long denied orgasm. Suddenly, his entire body seemed to tense and flex like an unleashed bow, and he slammed down his 10 inches of steel, burying it to the hilt as his bare balls slapped against the violated hole. I saw the limp body below him shudder from the force of the impact traveled through him like an unstoppable wave and grind his shoulders into the mattress. Drew's bloated cock ripped into the defenseless ass and only the fact that he was unconscious saved his tortured ring from being torn open. The slick coat of precum on his cock mixed with my venom that was already smeared inside him and let him plunge deeper and wider than I had ever been able to go. As Drew's pelvis slammed into his prey, the slut's eyes shot open and his mouth gaped with a silent scream, unable to breathe from the avalanche of agony that crashed through him and caused every muscle in his body to spasm as if he had been hit by a bolt of lightning. His pain clouded eyes locked onto Drew's that were staring down mercilessly at him only inches above his face. From my vantage point I watched his ruined ring spasm around Drew's buried shaft like a dying animal trying to escape from the fang sunk deep into his flesh. As if jerked from a string, I saw both of the orbs in Drew's sack yank up against the base of his shaft and a torrid of toxic cum blasted from his balls. Drew's own ruined asshole began to convulse over and over, pushing out a fresh stream of blood and dirty cum past his ring. His massive cock pulsed with the same rapid beat, stretching and flexing with each jet of boiling venom injected deep inside his prey. Drew grunted over and over as he poisoned the broken demi-god beneath him while riding a wave of ecstasy. After over a dozen shots had been pumped and flooded past his still trembling ring, my cumdump finally took a shuddering wheeze and began to try and thrash away from Drew. But even in the throws of pure pleasure, Drew fingers dug deep into his huge legs, keeping a grip as firm as iron as all of his weight pressed down and held him bent in half. The already ruined muscles of the biker turned what would have been a titanic battle of perfect studs into a sack of quivering flesh beneath Drew's rigid and sweaty body. The futile spasms weakened by the second under Drew's unflinching stare as he seemed to mesmerize his prey with those hard blue eyes. Finally, everything was still and time seemed to stretch as Drew's cruel and handsome face was burned into the new poz cumslut's exhausted and broken mind. True to form, Drew's rod had remained as stiff as steel even as it bathed inside a pool of pure heat in the ruined hole. Then, Drew began to slowly pull his hips back into the air, and from the depths of my bikers body his cock slowly slid out like a branch being pulled from thick mud. The taunt ring of the biker's ass was dragged up like a tent on his pole from the friction of flesh on flesh. I saw his red and puffy ring ripple and dance over each engorged vein on Drew's dick as it relentlessly rose from the depths of his cunt, sucking up a fresh coat of filthy cum along with it. On and on the shaft seemed to rise, and I began to wonder how Drew had plunged all of it so deep inside his body. At last, the bottom of Drew's swollen glands ground up against the inside of his sphincter, and with a jolt like an anchor catching on a reef Drew's massive cock jerked to a stop. After making his whore whimper in terrible anticipation, Drew's cock plunged back down to the hilt, meeting no resistance from my biker's submitting hole as his balls made a wet slap against the bloody cum forced out around his plunging shaft, only to rise back up and then plunge over and over again to the music of pain-laced squeals. I settled back to enjoy the rest of the show as a trickle of blood began to pump back into my well used cock. Note: Definitely looking like it's going to take more than one extra chapter. Lucky you guys.

Fuck. A few nights ago had a neg top breed me. He humped the hell out of my ass and I was also close to virgin tight. Hole tightened up recently for some reason, it was hard to open up for him. He hadn't fucked in a while too so I got a giant load. And last night. Well damn. A leather top brings me into his place and his playroom. Barely there I'm stripped naked and taking his raw cock up me and he pisses up my hole. I go to the toilet to release the piss and while I'm releasing it his cock's right in front of me so I suck him while I'm pissing out my ass. He chokes me a little, slaps me, and throws me around like a rag doll. Then he secures my wrists (wasn't too thrilled with that) and fucks me and I have no choice but to take it. He untied me and pissed on my back, ass, crotch, and I was even pissing everywhere. He fucked me again and pissed up my ass. He really got me in a strong hold too and I nearly fell out while his hands where around my throat. I fall over and he shoves his raw dick in me and takes my ass. He breds me finally. I couldn't believe how much I took from him even though I was a bit scared. Haven't done a leather situation in..almost years. If I wasn't as scared we probably would have done more. But I also was pretty tight too. Today after working my ass off all day I finally got a chance to play. Top I haven't seen in a while was more than happy to see me. He likes me to have loads up my ass before I see him. He had a fucking syringe of two viles of his poz cum. I bent over and he shoved both syringes of his poz cum up my ass. It was a little cold but it felt fucking hot being filled up like that. New experience definitely. Once I had his two giant loads inserted in me he put me on the bed and shoved his fat raw dick in me. Took a while to adjust but I took it. He bred me 5 times consecutively and I came too. I probably could have done more but i was pretty beat from work. But those cum injections were incredible. I had so much cum in my ass after he was done and my hole isn't as tight anymore

Let me put it like this- I trusted a guy from BBRT who claimed he was neg and now, I am poz because of it. Plenty of guys lie about their status, but even worse than that, many guys don't really know their status. Even guys who are honest when telling you they tested neg a recently could very well be unaware that they have converted to poz since that last test or converted during the window period of their last test. And those guys are carrying the highest viral loads, making them the most dangerous partners to play with. Whatever way you look at it, it is risky. The only ways to mitigate those risks are to either not play around on a site like BBRT, play safe, or go on PrEP. Anything else and you're putting yourself at risk.

Part V While he hung there taking ragged gasps of air around his gag, I reached down and started peeling off his white cotton shirt I had put on when I went outside to move his motorcycle. It was damp with my sweat, making to cling to my torso as it reluctantly came loose. As I pulled it over my head, I drank in the smell of his musk mixing with mine with a deep, slow breath. Perhaps it was my imagination, but the smell of the sweat pouring off of him now seemed richer and deeper, infused with all the overload of hormones being pumped into his system by the fear, pain, and pleasure. Tossing away the now dirty shirt, I reached down and began unbuttoning my jeans. The front of the faded jeans were soaked a deep blue with precum, as pulse after pulse of my sap had flowed out of my slit every time he had twisted in his chains in pain and moaned through his gag with pleasure. The button seemed to pop off like the bolt to a battered cage, as my steel hard dick fought to get free. Tugging my jeans down, a blast of scent from my sweat and precum permeated the room, and my helpless stud again began to move, involuntarily responding to the smell like a bloodhound following a trail. My cock and balls were slick with a thick coat of slime, and I felt the cool air hit the puddle plastered down my thighs as the jeans fell completely and I kicked them away. Finally free, my cock flexed a stretching predator, and I felt its hunger to impale the prey hanging before it like an aching need. I crouched down on the balls of my feet, with his limp head hanging between my folded legs. I reached down with both hands and grasped two handfuls of his damp hair, and slowly pulled his head back until he could face me. Still trying to recover from his denied orgasm, he tried to shake some sense into his head and concentrate his eyes on me. I waited until he was finally able to focus before I began. I wanted him to fully understand everything that was about to happen to him. I smiled as I looked down at him and said, “That’s what I like to see, a bitch in heat.” I saw a small spark of anger pushed through the confusion and pain, and I had to laugh at how even now he still hadn’t completely surrendered. It would make the inevitable that much sweeter in the end. I pushed his head down to face my crotch, I said in a low voice, “And like a cumslut you’re going to get fucked bare.” I could feel the fear beginning to return, as he confirmed my suspicion that I was going to be the first to ravage his virgin ass. At this realization, an involuntary flex from my cock pushed out another bead of precum, and he watched as it pooled at the exposed head before flowing down my shaft. “There is something else you should know before I tear you open. I’m positive.” His head and chest tried to lunge away from my pulsing cock, as if a venomous snake had appeared inches from his face. I tightened my grip, and forced his head to remain between my legs, and his fear flooded back through him almost as strong as before. His muscles, exhausted from his endless flailing and aching from being pulled and pressured into painful positions, could only weakly sway as he tried to will his body away from my poison-oozing sword. He began to whimper in terror as his worst nightmares were coming true. A thrill ran through me as I pulled his head closer and closer to my cock, and it seemed to bounce and flow like a salivating beast desperately stretching for its defenseless and trapped prey that was just out of reach. As I pulled him closer and closer, his whimpers became squeals as his fear penetrated deeper and deeper, prying loose the seal on the mindless terror he had experienced when he first woken up. I paused and held him on the brink, watching his bound muscles struggle without coherence to try anything and get free. After reveling in his fear, I finally relaxed my grip and let him ease away from shaft. Again, I pulled his head up so he could look at my face. “You ARE getting fucked bare tonight, and nothing you do is going to stop that. But, I am going to give you a chance not to get charged.” His body froze, and he waited without breathing for me to continue. I almost laughed at his desperation, knowing that he would do anything to escape from the hell he had awoken to. Everything to come became so much sweeter when they saw the false ray of hope that could set them free. They never realized that their own desperation was the only tool that would accomplish what nothing else I inflicted could, and be what permanently broke them into my personal fucktoys. “I’m going to give you one chance to leave here clean tonight. We are going to have a little competition while I am fucking you, with one rule that’s very easy to understand.” I kept staring into his eyes, and I don’t think he had ever been as focused as he was now in his entire life. “If I have to cum first, then I will make sure I pull out and not shoot my charged load inside you. I’m also going to give you something to loosen you up, since I know this is your first time. I’ll still be fucking you bare, so the more you struggle and resist, the bigger the risk I might tear something back there. As you noticed, I leak quite a lot, so there is no guarantee you won’t get infected. It’s not a sure thing, but this is the best chance you’ve got. Understand?” He quickly nodded, determined to cling to his false hope. “But, if you cum first like a real bottom whore, then I am going to fuck you hard. I’m going to tear you raw until you bleed and then grind load after load inside you. I’ll use you all night until you are begging for my dirty cum. I will own you, and use you for whatever I want to get off.” Another wave of fear spread across his body, and I could see the fear and desperate hope burning in his eyes. “I’ll even promise not to cheat and play with your cock while I fuck you. A big stud like you shouldn’t have any trouble not cumming from having a dick up his ass. I’m sure the pain will also help.” I could see his hope build through the fear, as he was sure that it was impossible for him to cum if no one was pleasuring his massive dick. “Now, let’s get started, shall we? I wouldn’t want you stuck here all night.” I let go of his hair, and slowly stood up from my crouch. If he had been able to pry his attention from my dick when he was thrashing to get away, he might have noticed the tattoos I had on each of my quads. Printed in small black text down both legs was a list of names. Each one had been just like him, an apex predator who roamed into my reach. I had made each of them the same offer that I just made to him. But, even if he had been able to ask, I wouldn’t have told him how many had won the challenge, as it would completely remove the hope I had just planted. With the final barrier ready to be breached, I walked back around his bound body, dragging my hand along his quivering limbs. As I approached his exposed ass and stopped, I saw his powerful glutes involuntarily clench and release over and over again, with his trembling rosebud flashing in and out of sight. I reached down and began to slowly pump my painful erection and spread my dirty sap all over my shaft as my personal lube. I knew I wouldn’t need any assistance keeping my venomous fang hard all night as I fucked the virgin demigod in front of me. I finally stepped forward and pushed my slid throbbing cock deep into his valley.

Part V As his groans got slowly louder, I continued to pull on his 10 inch shaft from the root down to his glans. I would gently drag the loose skin with my hand on the upstroke before clenching hard on the steel shaft on the downstroke. Each time my hand reached his bloated mushroom, a fresh pulse of precum was squeezed out by the pressure. Slowly the rest of his body was starting to move, only to be quickly constrained by his bindings. His head began to roll, and more groans of pain and pleasure finally started to pierce the murky cloud surrounding his brain. As I slid my hand up and down, I kept his cock pulled back and pointed straight at the floor. The first thing he would see when he opened his eyes would be his throbbing, bare dick oozing a strand of clear sap down to the floor, and my hands pulling and plying the things he cared about most. Even as he struggled to finally open his eyes, the feelings of bliss emanating from his shaft had combined with his instincts and muscle memory of a lifetime of fucking, causing him to try and buck his hips down into my steady hand. I could tell exactly when he finally regained consciousness, as the thrusting stopped and he just stared at the confusing sight in front of him. I kept steadily stroking, and waited for the realization of his circumstances to finally sink in. As that knowledge sank deeper and deeper through his confused state, his fear started building like an avalanche. His system was blasted with a surge of adrenaline, and suddenly he began thrashing against his bindings like the helpless prey that he was. I laughed as he whined in terror and finally started to realize the totality of his situation for the first time all evening, far too late. A cold sweat instantly broke out all over his body and I could imagine smelling the stink of pure fear as more and more adrenaline poured into his system, causing his bound muscles to tremble. He finally stopped flailing in the chains, and I stopped pumping his cock to watch with awe as every muscle in his body seemed to contract at once. He heaved against his bindings, unable to breathe as tremors ran down his arms and legs from the exertion. I half wished the chains would snap after witnessing such a desperate display of harnessed power. But the hunter knew that his web would hold, as it always did. I decided that to distract his fear before he permanently damaged himself. Letting go of his dick, I pulled his huge balls away from his body and tight in his sack, and then slapped them hard with my free hand. A shock wave tore through his body as pain overrode fear inside his panicking brain. His desperate strength left as quickly as it came, and he futilely tried to curl into a ball only to again have his limbs snap against their bindings. As he lay loose in the air, I returned to stroking his cock, kept firm despite the fear and pain by the Viagra that would keep his unwilling tool stiff through everything to come. I only needed two inputs to begin breaking him in, pain and pleasure. I never believed in whipping my prey to cause them pain. I would never ruin all the pleasure to come of feeling their perfect skin as it strained to contain their toned muscles. No, the ultimate tools for both were already bare and exposed in the palms of my hands, and I used one to punish and the other to reward his actions. The quicker he learned, the less pain he would feel, and the faster it would become pleasure. I did not bother to remove his ball gag since there was nothing he was capable of saying that I hadn’t heard before with begs and pleas. I knew he had never shown mercy to any of his conquests, concerned only with his own gratification no matter how much pain he caused. As the pain that had lanced through his gut finally started to ease, I could tell that his blind panic had subsided as he stopped attempting to frantically break himself free. I could see him realizing his predicament with confusion. Sensations of pleasure started to seep through that confusion as I continued to methodically milk his still oozing cock. Never changing my speed or motion, I saw his throbbing cock start to take control as it slowly inundated his brain with wave after wave of satisfaction. Each passing minute caused more and more involuntary impulses, and soon he was curling his toes and using all of his will not to once more buck his hips into my relentless hand. He began to sweat from all heat and hormones released in his exertions and the primal parts of his brain mistakenly prepared for sex. I steadily continued on and on with no regard for his deteriorating situation. I waited patiently until I finally got the signals I was waiting for. A groan quietly escaped from around his gag, and I saw him close his eyelids and he tried to fight back the waves of pleasure pushing deeper into his system. I stood up from my chair and released his nuts from one hand while keeping a tight grip on his rod. My arm was pulled up and back from standing, and his shaved cock could only follow. Soon it was pointed directly behind him and I could see the muscles connected to his shaft pulled taunt in protest but lacking the strength to escape my vice. I continued to incessantly slide my hand back and forth, but now would alternate every other stroke by dancing my fingers across his exposed glans. I gathered all the precum that kept collecting in his well and began to slick the rest of his shaft by corkscrewing my hand as it moved back and forth. Once it was glistening in the light and still involuntarily flexing from my service, I knew it was time to break the next wall. I reached out with my free hand and laid it deep on the bottom of his back. He froze, suddenly yanked out of the sensations his pleading tool had been feeding him. I smiled as I began sliding my hand across the soft, warm, hairless skin and then up his spine toward his neck. I felt a sense of pure satisfaction that came from caressing and connecting with each curve of perfect flesh, like a boy touching a forbidden masterpiece in a museum. Each muscle underneath his skin seemed to clench and ripple with a mix of anticipation and revulsion as my hand pressed gently against it on its journey upward. I felt the hot sweat which had channeled down from his huge shoulder blades as my exploration continued. Finally, I reached his neck, and slowly slid my hand up into his damp hair. Moving up to his crown, I curled my fingers deep into his tussled hair and then steadily pulled his head back. Immediately, his massive neck muscles tensed as he resisted my tug and pulled his head down with a garbled shout. Holding firm on his hair, I released his cock with my other hand and it rapidly swung forward to slap loudly into his abs. Pulling back my hand, I slapped his balls again, and another surge of agony radiated across his suspended and bound body. Blinded by pain, I yanked his head back until his back was fully arched up, exposing his quivering washboard abs and pecs. Holding him up, I reached around him and latched onto his nipple. I slowly tugged and twisted it back and forth, until moving on to grope his shoulders and biceps. Learning quickly to avoid the agonizing pain I could inflict, he again went limp as I pulled and plied his sweat-covered body. After returning one hand to again knead his monster cock while continuing to desensitize him to my roaming fingers, I soon had him dripping more precum like a leaky faucet. Helpless to stop my manipulations across all his sensitive parts, I edged him closer and closer to cumming. Sensing that he was right on the edge from the relentless up and down all over his pounding staff slick with his juices, I quickly encircled his massive sack and eased his balls away from his body before they could deliver their payload. His cum was separated by a ring of clenched fingers from reaching his quivering shaft. I remorselessly continued to grind back and forth, listening to his panting moans as he begged and flailed for release. Minutes of sweet torture passed, and soon he was delirious with need. His entire pelvis was involuntarily rutting in a desperate attempt to create any sensation that would release the pent up load, and his eyes had rolled back as pure lust blanketed his brain. Seeing this bound, sweat-covered demigod twisting, shaking, and moaning in absolute sexual frustration finally broke the dam of control inside of me. I released his glazed and raw cock to watch it desperately flex over and over as it sought anything to help it blast out its load. Keeping his balls clenched behind my iron grip, I watched as slowly his body descended from the precipice. Exhausted muscles finally surrendered and he collapsed limp against his manacles. As his chest heaved for oxygen, and a shower of sweat continued to fall from his body. After another minute, I finally relaxed my hand around his quivering balls, and smiled with satisfaction as he didn’t cum. I walked around my helpless stud, and came to a stop near his hanging head. Looking down at his beautiful panting body, I knew my wait was finally over. I had completely broken down his body, and now I was going to brutally fuck his mind.

Part IV As I walked down the stairs to my basement with a case of clean beer, I contemplated how easily he had fallen into my reach. If he had bothered to do a more thorough search of my house, he might have found out sooner that he was walking into a trap. But thankfully for me, men like him could never imagine himself as the prey. His long history of dominating other men had eroded everything but the slightest sense of caution. It was the same with all other apex men like him. I enjoyed the irony of making their greatest strengths into their biggest weaknesses. Since they hunted alone, they were easily isolated and then subdued. And now I was going to use his perfect body against him and slowly devour him. I finished descending the stairs and stopped to admire the sight in front of me. Hang down from the ceiling were two chains that were linked to the bottom of the floor, forming an X at chest level. Connected between the lower parts of the chains was a solid rounded bar level with my waist. I had draped my blond stud across the bar with it pressed into his bent midsection as his limp arms reached for his toes. I had then taken each of his arms and bound his wrists above and behind him to connect to the upper links of the chains. Also binding his ankles, I curled each of his legs back and attached them to the upper chains as well. The end result was breathtaking, as his back formed a canyon of thick muscles covered with perfect, hairless skin. His chest was jutting out below him with his large nipples still red and inflamed from my earlier abuse. His calf muscles pressed tight against his hamstrings and bulged out to the sides having nowhere else to go. Behind the bar his round balls hung vulnerable between his open legs. His huge dick was still completely stiff from the Viagra and the foreskin had stretched back completely, exposing his raw red glans. It pointed straight under the bar parallel to his abs and down to his hanging head. Even as I drank in the sight of his twisted limbs and contorted muscles, my gaze kept being pulled back towards his magnificent ass above it all. His huge glutes were compressed by his raised legs behind him, and formed perfect bubbles of muscle that remained pliant and malleable as he was passed out. His legs had been slightly pulled apart so that his butt cheeks formed a widening valley from his lower back to his perineum. Deep between his globes I could see his bare sphincter gently closed and motionless. Inside his mouth there was a ball gag, and a strand of spit was dangling down and forming a puddle on the floor. After getting him locked in position, I had taken the liberty of removing all of his pubic hair. I had also pried apart his cheeks and denuded the hair in the valley around his untouched asshole. I loved the sight of his pale cock stripped as bare as he was, exposed and waiting to be used. I didn’t think it was possible, but it looked even bigger without his thick blond bush sprouting around the base. His ballsack was next, as I gently pulled and kneaded his nuts to get the skin taunt enough to scrape. Even with his mind knocked out, his cock seemed wide awake, and started to flex as the loose skin was pulled further down his shaft. A drop of precum formed at his slit, but I refrained from indulging its cry for attention. I finished with his ballsack and cleaned his taint, and continued all the way up to his glutes. As I pulled his cheeks apart, I gently dragged the blade around his hole. As I went back and forth to make sure that every hair was removed, his sphincter felt the cold air and started to involuntarily clench and release. The blade paused as I looked at his innocent virgin hole, and imagined all the things that were going to happen to it tonight. I felt my own cock twitch in my pants as it screamed out exactly what it wanted to do and a burning desire spread all the way up to my gut. I had to lean back and take a deep breath before I could continue to work steadily at my task. The time was fast approaching with my needs and urges would be fully satisfied, but now was not that time. I finished another step in removing one more piece of his alpha masculinity and took the blade back upstairs to grab some refreshments. I grabbed a chair and put it down behind him. Sitting down, I took out a beer from pack and leaned back to enjoy the view as I took a sip. I knew I could do whatever I wanted to him even if he wasn’t out cold, but it wasn’t just his perfect body I wanted to destroy. First I wanted to slowly and methodically break his will. I wanted him to experience every stage of his downfall, and fully feel the pain, pleasure, and fear I would use to do it. I waited patiently for the drugs and alcohol in his system to wear off. I drank slowly so I could enjoy a slight buzz without being impaired for rest of the evening. I smirked as I sat there drinking his beer, staring at the results of where his lack of control had gotten him. That and his throbbing pole of meat which was the real cause of his predicament with its single-minded lust to be satisfied. As I got close to finishing my first beer, I head a small groan coming out of him. All the blood that had collected in his upper body from gravity would definitely not be helping him make a comfortable journey back to awareness, but I knew that soon he would be ready to begin. I put down my unfinished beer and leaned forward in my chair. With one hand I reached out and circled it around his bare, exposed sack. I gently pulled his balls away from his body and began kneading them in the palm of my hand as he gave out a louder groan. With my other hand I reached between his legs and wrapped it around his shaft. The waves of heat from the blood in his cock caused me to squeeze hard as I felt the veins pulse across my palm. I gently pulled his 10 inch cock back and down between his legs until it was pointing straight at the ground. As he started to come around, I began slowly sliding my hand up and down his manhandled dick. The drops of precum fell from his slit to the ground below faster, released by my manipulations and pulled by gravity. Soon there was a string of slime stretching out from his mushroom head as his cock became fully awake. We were finally ready to start.

Part II I heard footsteps coming up towards the front door. Even though he had never been here before, the door opened without even a knock and he came to a stop just inside the house. He looked down across the room at me and watched without saying a word, simply holding eye contact. The front door was wide open behind him, and I knew he would remain there as long as it took for me to break eye contact. He was good, using the anxiety of someone happening to walk by and see this compromising scene to establish his dominance by making me look away first. I indulged him, and my eyes darted to the door before looking back at him, and he broke into a smile as he enjoyed his first step in taking control. He was definitely taller than me at 6 foot 3 inches and was built like a statue. His beautiful dark blond hair that was cut high and tight but looked like it had a few weeks growth to give it some body. The hair on top of him was slightly tousled from wearing his helmet, but it still looked like he was about to walk out of a damned Calvin Klein poster. I knew that it would be just long enough for me to grab on to, but I stored that away for later. He had light blue eyes that naturally drew your gaze, and he was clean shaven. When I saw his perfect smile I felt my abs involuntarily contract with desire which caused my dick to flex and another surge of precum to flow out of my slit. Luckily because of the tight fit of the old jeans and of my current position on my knees, I was able to stop more blood from draining into my cock. This handsome fucker was causing my body to betray me with a dozen different signals, and I knew that he was picking up on all of them as he just stood there. He slowly looked me up and down, and I knew I was being reviewed like a cut of meat at the supermarket. I take good care of myself, and at an even 6 feet I cut a decent figure myself. I had a runner’s build, but I also spent time building up my upper body. I liked having a lean balance to my frame, but we both knew it would do nothing to stop him from doing whatever he wished with me. His eyes finally travelled down and saw the wet patch next to my crotch that had slowly soaked through, and he gave a deep chuckle. “That’s what I like to see, a bitch in heat and on its knees.” As he finally turned around to close the door, I was able to drink in the rest of him. He had his helmet in one hand, but was wearing a tight white cotton shirt that was fitting him like a tailored glove. Nothing was left to the imagination, from his washboard abs to his pecs and large nipples. He had a strong neck with huge shoulders muscles. His arms were covered in a soft blond fuzz that almost seemed invisible in the right light, and I doubt I could wrap both my hands around one of his upper arms. He was wearing dark blue jeans with no belt and brown construction boots. I immediately had an image of him on his motorcycle zooming past people on the freeway, with a backdraft of wind somehow managing to get up under his shirt and show everyone his perfect stomach and back, causing people to swerve in traffic as they stared in lust. This was definitely a man who knew exactly what he was. He used it to dominate and control those who would give him what he wanted and were powerless to stop him. As he pushed the door closed, he turned back to face me while keeping one hand on the door handle. Looking straight into me with a smirk, he slowly moved his hand to the lock and dragged it into place with a clank. “I’m going to enjoy myself this weekend.” I looked right back at him with wide eyes while on the inside I returned the same smirk. The predator had trapped his prey. As he began walking over to me he casually looked around the house. I knew he liked what he saw, and I knew that in his mind he already owned this house and could use everything inside as he saw fit, including me. He came to a stop in front of me, towering above as he looked down. His crotch was inches from my face, but I didn’t dare move or break eye contact. He wanted to make sure I knew my proper place was on my knees in front of him, and that I everything was about him alone in this situation. I could finally catch his natural body odor, along with the heavy smell from his junk. My nostrils flared as I tried to suck in as much of it as possible, but still I didn’t move. Looking up at his body as his hard blue eyes bored into me, I knew exactly why this man always got what he wanted. Above the hills and valleys of perfectly sculpted muscle was that beautiful face looking down and judging. He saw my nostrils flare and again that perfect smile returned. I knew he would have punished me for pushing my head forward to get a heavy dose of his manly stink, and was satisfied that I was aware that any enjoyment I got this evening would be a byproduct of being able to serve a demigod. He tossed his helmet past me onto the couch. He asked, “Did you get what I ordered?” I responded, “Yes sir, it’s chilled and in the fridge. Would you like some, sir?” I had been told to buy him his brew of choice and to stock the fridge full of them. We were going to have a long weekend, and he didn’t want to have to leave the house. “Take off my boots first.” He sat down on the couch and I turned around on my knees and started unlacing his heavy boots. I took the chance to feel up his calf muscles as I lifted each leg to remove the boot, and felt the hard steel through the jeans. I could feel the weight of the muscle, bone, and the boot and could feel the coiled power emanating even from his lower legs. Still more precum oozed out and made my wet patch slowly bigger. He streched his arms out across the back of the couch and chose to allow me to cop a feel of what was to come while I completed my task. I eased each foot out of its boot and sock and could smell his odor rising with the heat from his bare skin. Something about this man made me love everything that he was giving, and he knew it. Before he would let me go any further, he pulled his feet out of my hands and put them back on the ground. “Now you can get the beer. Bring me a six-pack, and get back on your knees.” I quickly got up and headed towards the kitchen. I could feel his eyes following me, down my shoulders to my lower back, all the way to where my but cheeks were poking out above the waistband of my old jeans. He knew he could claim his territory whenever he wanted, but didn’t feel the need to rush what would be a long weekend. I went around the corner and grabbed the beer case out of the fridge. I paused to check and make sure I had the correct pack. Unknown to him, I had prepared a few extra ingredients of my own when I was purchasing him his booze. I had laced each bottle with a small amount of viagra and rohypnol, and then taken full advantage of my bottling machine in the garage to reseal my personal brew. I kept the amounts small so it would have a cumulative effect over the course of the evening. I didn’t want to arouse his suspicions with a single drink. I would be patient and continue to drag him deeper and deeper, while he continued to feel like he was more and more in control. I came back into the living to find him still stretched out with his feet spread, arms draped across the couch, and his head resting back with his eyes closed. Every muscle on him seemed to be on full display, and he hadn’t even taken off any clothes. I stood there and held my breath as I took in the sight. Eyes still closed, he smiled as he knew exactly what effect he was having. “Hurry up and get over here, bitch. You’re going to be working late tonight and you’ve already given me some ideas.” I smiled as I came up and handed him his beers before getting back on my knees in front of him. We both had different ideas of how this weekend was going to go. I knew he wasn’t going to enjoy mine.

When I started barebacking in college I realized that there was no other way to enjoy sex with a guy then raw giving or receiving. I then also realized that from talking to people and other resources, chatting with other men and reading materials out there that the likely hood of becoming HIV+ was a extrem probability. Not only because there are men that will lie to stealth or to simply get laid. But there is also the factor that many men simple don't know there own status. Some don't want to know and some simply don't care to know even more have yet to simply test positive. Because you may be positive and can transmit the virus and not show any simptoms. But that is another story. So after a few years and many men later I made the decision to intentionally get the virus. Just my personal decision.

Not a single one of those vids loaded for me.

seems like xtube has a virus going on for I get a message stating that it does.

The rape talk in this one is hot: http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=ZlHPy-G541-

This one is pretty fucking hot http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=FS7aKhR009_

Me too- wish he had more vids on there

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.