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I spent the last two days taking high viral loads from an unmedicated poz buddy, taking five of his charged toxic loads between 7:00 PM Friday and 10:00 AM Sunday. I had been barebacking for years, and knew, of course, of the risks, but remained negative. Even so, I struggled with my fantasies and desires for a long time before I embraced the idea of activity chasing poz tops to load my neg but poz craving ass. Eventually I decided it was time, and made arrangements for this to go down with a long time bud. We’ve been friends for years and have enjoyed many experiences together at bookstores, bathhouses, and back/darkrooms at various clubs, so we've seen each other naked many times, and in fact have had sex in the same room while pigging out on our various sleazy escapades, but we had hadn't had sex with each other. Rather our respective role had always been to be 'wingman' or 'safe buddy' to each other, just to made certain each of us had someone there to help in case we got into a dangerous situation. Sure, I had fantasied of getting my first poz load from a random anon top who either let me know he was blowing his poz seed in me while he was cumming in my ass or after I’ve taken his load, but it never happened. After I decided I wanted my first pozzing experience to be an intimate setting where both of us were fully aware of what was taking place, I asked my buddy (who became poz randomly and not though active chasing), if he would help me out. We talked about it for a while and he agreed to be my first openly poz top once he was convinced it was what I really wanted. He came over Friday night after work with the mutually agreed upon plan that he was to dump as many of his poz loads in me as possible and we got right down to the business of making that happen. Once we were naked and in my bed he said, “Damn, you’re more nervous and excited than I have ever seen you before." I replied, “I know, it’s the combination of knowing what’s going to happen and the excitement of you being the one to initiate my journey.” It was then that we confessed to each other that we’ve both shared an unspoken interest in being more than friends and how hot our first time together was going to be. He was turned on by the excitement of pozzing a bug chaser and I was equally turned on by the excitement of giving in to my desires and finally letting myself get pozzed on purpose. I’ll skip over the boring parts of our hot weekend together and just highlight important parts. Our first fuck was amazing. We did it in every position possible for almost two hours with the excitement of knowing how we both wanted it to end, with him pozzing my neg ass for the first time. We finished in the missionary position so we could both share the enjoyment of that moment when it happened, exchanging a lot of intimate but dirty verbal chat as we worked up to that moment. When the time came we were face to face making out with each other and he said “I’m getting close. You want my load?” “Yes, cum in my ass,” I answered. “You know I’m poz and shooting dirty loads,” he replied. “Yes, that’s why I want it so bad. Give me your dirty seed.” “Are you sure? It’s not to late change your mind.” “I’m more sure than I’ve ever been. Please give me your dirty load", I said. With that, he went over the edge and started pumping his poz load in my ass. “Oh yeah, that’s it. Fill me with that toxic load Give me your gift. It’s what I’ve needed for so long,” I begged. “Fuck, it’s so hot knowing you want it so bad. I’m cumming so fucking hard in your ass right now,” he replied nearly breathless and panting with excitement as we locked eyes and I marveled in the joy of his facial expressions and his 'O' face. With that, I went over the edge and shot what could be my last neg load all over both of us (hands-free in what I’ve described as a pozgasm in a previous post). He collapsed on top of me when we were both done and we relished in the pure sexual satisfaction of what we had just done. He had pozzed me for the first time and I had no regrets. It was an amazing experience for both of us. He fucked four more of his charged loads in my ass before our time together was done. We enjoyed plenty of role play and hot verbal, including the scene where he was pozzing me during an anon scene where I wasn’t expecting it. They were all hot but none were equal to that first time described above. I'm looking forward to experiencing more sexcapades with this guy in the future as well as any other poz gifters I can find. Thanks for reading and commenting and hope my story wasn’t too long or boring before I got to the good parts.

CHAPTER 1 My wife had the great idea to go to a resort with her brother and his wife for a week over summer. We'd been happily married for 3 years & unhappily married for another year or so. She'd decided that a week away might spice things up. How that was meant to happen with her brother & his wife there was beyond me. Mike & myself were lounging by the pool while the girls were off doing some shopping. "Fuck man, I thought this was meant to help our relationship, she's nearly spent more time with your wife than me!" Mike said. "Tell me about it man, I've been so fucking horny and she's been nowhere to be found. She was talking about getting knocked up this trip and I've barely seen her.....Sorry man, I shouldn't be talking about fucking your sister" "Ha ha, it's cool. She used to tell me about all of the stuff she used to get up to so there's not too many surprises" "She didn't say anything about me did she?" "Just about how great your body is man, and I can tell seeing you in those speedos, she wasn't lying!" It must've been the alcohol talking as he started adjusting his cock as he said it, and I couldn't help but glance. "Shit, you've got me covered in the body department man" I replied. "and from the looks of things, in cock size too!" "Did you wanna check each other out?"Mike asked with a glint in his eye. "I dunno man, what about the girls? What about your sister?" "Well I sure as hell won't tel her so our secret's safe with me" "Alright then" I agreed and we walked off to my room. As I led the way I was thankful I was holding my towel and clothes in front of my growing cock. It felt like Mike was checking my ass out which I found exciting for some strange reason. I unlocked the door, we went into the room and I put my clothes and towel in the laundry basket. When I turned around I was shocked to see that Mike had already taken his speedos off and was already completely naked! His cock looked so massive even though he wasn't close to hard. "Damn man, how big is that?" I asked, unable to take my eyes off it. "Once it's fully hard? About 9 or 10 inches" as he started stroking his thickening cock. Even though I'd never felt anything like this before I couldn't help but think how sexy he looked. "Lemme see yours man" My 6-7 inch cock looked tiny compared to his monster as I removed my speedos. "Hey, that's nothing to be ashamed of" he said as he walked towards me. "Just might need a little more encouragement" He grabbed my cock and it felt like an electric shock going through my body. "See it's responding already" As he'd made the first move I felt a little more comfortable reaching out and touching his. My hand wrapped round his long shaft. Mike started slowly jerking my cock and following his lead, I began to do the same. "Dam, you're so good at this Mike" I whispered. I looked up and our faces were so close together, I could feel his warm breath in my mouth. His tongue flicked out & without even thinking I sucked it into my mouth. Once again I reeled back in shock. "Oh god, sorry Mike. I don't know what came over me!" He laughed it off, "Hey no harm done man. I fit didn't feel so good I'd have been a lot more offended" "You liked it?" I asked with a combination of nerves and shock. "Fuck yeah, I'd like to do it properly if you were keen" He suggested with a grin as he moved closer to me. His hot breath on me caused me to lose control again and I brought my lips to his and we started to make out. I'd never even thought about being with a guy and here I was, kissing my wife's brother as though we'd been lovers for years! Our hands sought each others' cocks once more, not nervously this time but with animal lust. I couldn't remember the last time I'd been so turned on and going from the fee of Mike's cock, he was starting to feel the same! "Damn my sister's lucky, you're a hell of a kisser" Mike smiled to me as we made out, "You're much better at it than she is" I replied. My free hand roamed down his chest as we kissed and I stroked his cock. He felt so fucking good I wanted to kiss every square inch of him. I broke off our kiss and I started kissing his hairy chest, sucking and biting on his nipples as Mike groaned his approval. Before I knew it I'd reached his abs and I could feel his cock on the underside of my chin as I knelt in front of him. I looked up at him questioningly, "I'm not gonna say anything if you don't man but fuck if you want this half as much as I do go for it!" Mike said as if he read my mind. END OF CHAPTER 1

I'm 19 and i've fucked a lot of older dudes i've met online most of them have been older, some of them a few pound overweight but i've loved it, I love beeing used and fucked like i'm worthless, its such a turn on. I honestly dont care how they look. I'm 100% serious, do you think it might be a good proffesion for someonee like me? by a lot I mean I've fucked someone atleast once a day for the last 50 days. sometimes 5+guys

The other night I was online with my barebackrt profile open and got a hit from a cute younger guy who was into leather, bareback, cum and who was curious about watersports. His profile described him as 27, bb bottom, HIV neg (recently tested hiv neg as of 3/2010), vers bottom 5'7" 145 hairy bottom. From his pics I knew I wanted to breed his ass! After chatting for a while and after I described my play room for him, he asked if I had any other HIV neg tops who would fuck him if he came over. I told him sure, and I described a fuck buddy, Steve, who was 44 year old, hot and a top, who I knew would love to join in and breed him. Now, Steve and I had played before, but as we are both tops, we had never fucked, but I knew he had a great cut eight inch cock and that we had enjoyed sucking each other off to completion. The kid agreed, so I spoke with Steve, who agreed to join us, and when I told Steve I was going to save-up a big load to blow into the kid, Steve readily agreed to do the same. Over the next couple of days I arranged the play session, and when both the kid and Steve showed up to my place at the same time, the three of us stripped naked in the play room where I had set-up a sling as well as a bondage table (just in case one of us decided he wanted to surrender control). Within minutes the kid was sucking us, and very quickly both Steve and I went to full erection. The kid unsuccessfully tried to take both of us in his mouth at the same time. His face might have been as cute as hell, but he just couldn't orally simultaneously handle the two of us. After getting some pre-cum from both of our hard cocks, Steve decided the boy was ready to take his hard dripping cock up his ass! As the kid was doing a great job sucking my cock, Steve slowly slid his raw thick cock deep up the boy's ass, and soon was ramming his cock all the way up the kid's hole, while making him take my cock all the way to the base! The kid choked several times in doing this, but moaned for more, even as he kept swallowing my cock with each deep thrust Steve gave him. By this point of watching this hot bottom get fucked raw by Steve's huge cock, I was determined to get into the kid's ass, so I switched places with Steve and found myself fucking a very tight and wet ass. The kid loved it when I pulled out, only to slam myself home again. My balls began to tingle, and I knew I had to stop right then or that I would load him right away. The whole time the kid had Steve's in his mouth. I withdrew, knowing from the prior e-mail exchanges that the kid wanted to be double fucked by the two of us, so I lay down on the bondage table and had the kid sit on my cock, and when my cock was lodged deep in the kid's hole, I gestured for Steve to climb on board and slide his hard cock deep into the kid. The feeling was amazing. I could feel my hard cock right next to Steve's, while both of our cocks were lodged in the kid's ass. After some hard pounding by both Steve and me, I felt as if I was about to loose it. The kid asked me not to cum so we took a break and Steve and I switched positions, so he was on his back, the kid sat on Steve's cock, while I slid in from the top. I'm watching all the action on the mirror in the room and Steve's fat cock and the kids tight ass is taking a toll. Again I felt my balls tingling. I knew I wanted to breed this kid. Fortunately, by this time the kid was begging me to cum in his ass. "Cum in my ass!" "Come on, give me that hot load!" Nothing turns me on more than to hear the bottom begging for my load. "Give me your cum!" I can't hold back any longer and blow my three-day load up the kid's tight hole, coating Steve's hard cock in the process. In fact, Steve exclaimed he could feel the cum pulsating out of my cock into the kid's hole, a point the kids seconded. After cumming, I remained lodged in the kid's ass for several minutes, only to watch my cum flow out onto Steve's crotch when I withdrew. The kid then want to be fuck in the sling and as I was the only one who had cum, they quickly moved over to the sling. As Steve started to fuck the kid, I fed my cum and ass juice covered cock to the kid as I slowly jacked the kid's rock hard cock. A few minutes into this I told Steve I needed to get more of my cum on my cock for the kid to lick off so Steve and I switched places, which allowed me to fuck the kid some more until I had a large glob of my cum on top of my cock. Then I pulled-out, Steve took my place, and I fed the kid my tasty cock! Steve fucked with tremendous vigor, and soon was fucking full-depth into the kid's hole. The kid, meanwhile, begged for his second load of the night, demanding Steve "Fuckin' cum in my ass hole!" and "I want you to add your cum to his load up my ass!" After a few minutes Steve commented "I'm going to cum. Where do you want it?" "Breed my hole, and mix your cum with the load that's already in there," the kid stated. Steve tensed up and I knew he was on the cusp of breeding the kid. "Oh, fuck, fuck," Steve yelled as he approached the cusp of breeding the kid. At the same time my cock was down the kid's throat and I jacked him off to a huge orgasm. The first volley of cum hit the wall behind the kid, then the subsequent shots blasted the kid's chest, neck and stomach. Steve and I licked the cum off the kid and the three of us enjoyed a three-way kiss, sharing the kid's load as Steve's cock slowly softened and a large glob of cum hit the floor as he withdrew. Afterwards the three of us enjoyed the after-sex glow, and casually chatted about the experience and other hot fucks we had enjoyed. Eventually the kid left, and Steve hung around to speak with me, and what he had to say was really fucked-up! I had specifically invited Steve because I knew he was neg, and the kid only wanted to take neg cum. Steve then told me that two weeks earlier he had been diagnosed as poz, adding that he hoped I was okay with having played with him. "Sure I am," I replied, but added "the kid, however, was neg, and didn't want to play with poz guys." Steve replied, "Yeah, I know I should have said some thing, but when I saw you breed the kid, I had to add my poz DNA to the mix of cum in the kid's ass." I guess we'll find out if the breeding took or not in a few weeks. I can only hope the kid knows what he's riskign when he takes loads from guys he just met online!

Not boring in any way! Nice combination of lust and desire for getting pozzed as well as the sensual act of knowing your gifter (confessing to one another that you "wanted to be more than friends"). I love how both of you were turned on and equal parts sexually charged fucking with intimate bonding that can only be experienced when a poz man passes his gift to his neg chaser!

I so disagree on that. Alpha is about character, stamina, libido, muscles. I can imagine some love the whole idea of std's as part of being dominant. Im not that kind of guy. Part of being Alpha is being in perfect shape, from the in- and outside.

Before the main story, some info about me is in order. I recently turned 26 years old and have long decided that I am happy being with men more than women. Up to this point I have always played safe, but lately I have begun to have thoughts of ditching the condoms and having sex as nature intended. I was scrolling through ads on craigslist after work on a Friday and came across an ad that would change my life. The title was simple – “Seeking bottom for a wild weekend party.” I was extremely intrigued and decided I didn’t have anything to lose, except maybe my bareback virginity, and answered the ad. I sent my stats and pictures to the poster and awaited an answer. I didn’t have to wait long, as within 10 minutes I was given an address, directions and instructions. I was to wear a jockstrap and clothing I could take off easily. I needed to clean out and drive to the location which is in the middle of the woods east of town. I got ready, got in my car and made the 30-minute drive. The instructions said I would need to plan to be gone all weekend and be ready to have a good time and be ready to serve. I was nervous and excited the whole drive over. Once I arrived, I was met at the door by a younger guy (about 35 or so) who was wearing nothing but a blue armband with the number 18 on it. He directed me to strip to my jock and follow him to the “dungeon”. We walked into a room and I counted no less than 60 men standing around naked. Each with a similar armband of either blue, yellow or red with varying numbers. I saw a sling and a large screen with a random generator. I was led to the sling and locked in place by my wrists and ankles. I was lubed and told the computer would randomly choose a person by color and number. On each round I could opt to pass once and get a different draw but would be required to take the second person if I did. I was told there would be NO CONDOMS and absolutely NO PULLING OUT. Once a cock entered my hole, I would not see it out again until I had received the load of the man attached. I shivered with the realization that I was about to lose my bareback virginity, but agreed to the rules. The program began to spin through colors and numbers and I waited with anticipation watching to see who would be the first potential man to take my raw cherry. The program slowed and on the screen read: Blue 5. A man of about 45 with large muscles, sandy hair and green eyes stepped forward. He had an average cock – 7 inches long and narrow with a medium mushroom head. I was asked if I would like to pass, but decided to take this man. He walked to my ass and sank his cock into me in one swift stroke. This brought a moan from him and caused me to grit my teeth and cry out at the sudden invasion. He began to pound away at my ass and continued varying his stroke depth and speed for a long time until I could tell he was getting close. His breath changed and he gripped my thighs. He growled and shouted – “Take my hot poz load bitch!” I paled at what I had just heard and tried to swing myself off his cock to no avail. He pumped what felt like a gallon of acrid jizz up my hole. I freaked out for a moment realizing what had just happened. Then as he pulled out of my ass, I realized I had signed up to lose my bareback virginity and began to accept the fact that I knew there may be poz loads involved. Too late now anyway, guess only time would tell what happened from that load. The host asked if I was ready for another spin of the 'wheel'. I nodded, realizing this would be one VERY long weekend. To be continued…?

part 4 The Trolley Cops – Part 4 By stimle (smapdi@mindspring.com) To the readers: When I first wrote The Trolley Cops, I had no idea it would become the story it has today. I understand there may be some confusion as to the sequence of the story, so here is a list of the segments, in order: 1. The Trolley Cops (on some sites it was posted as The Trolley Cops, Part 1 and The Trolley Cops, Part 2) 2. The Trolley Cops – More 3. The Trolley Cops – More and More Beginning with this section, I'm re-labeling the segments. This will be Part 4 and the subsequent parts will be numbered in order. Again, I apologize for the confusion. Now... here's where we left off last time: "Mmmm... this feels good..." Luis said. "I don't know if it's the tequila or you, but I'm feelin' great." Karla smiled as she cupped his big balls and gave them a squeeze. "I think it was the beer," she said with a smirk. "The beer?" Luis asked, confused. "Yeah," Karla replied. "Aren't you feeling all nice and relaxed?" She reached into his briefs and stroked his hard cock. "Yeah," Luis said, feeling a little dazed now. He looked at Karla and the smile on her face. "What did you do?" "Just a little GHB I got from a friend. It should put you in the right mood," she said. Luis looked at her again as his head began to spin. "The `right' mood? For what?" "For me," a voice said from behind him. Luis didn't even have to turn around to know it was Rico. "What the...?" Luis started to say, the fact that he'd been set up having not yet entered his mind. He rose to his knees and turned to face Rico. "Where did you come from?" Instead of an answer, though, Rico shoved a white cloth against Luis' face. Luis recognized the fumes as poppers and tried to lift his arms to pull the cloth away, but Karla was holding him firmly by the wrists. Rico cradled the back of Luis' head firmly into his hard six pack, making sure to keep Luis' nose buried deep in the cloth while holding it in place. Luis tried to hold his breath, but with everything he'd drunk and the GHB he'd just ingested, he knew it was useless. His lungs took in the heady mix of the poppers and Rico's cologne and he felt the familiar brain fade. Rico's gut began to feel comfortable. He felt like he was sinking into it. In a matter of moments he was spinning in a drug-induced haze. As he surrendered to the scent he let out a long sigh, and slumped back, his face nestled against Rico's stomach like a baby. The next thing he remembered was his face being pulled away from Rico's strong body and the soft cloth being lowered. He looked up into his tormentor's big brown eyes. "Flying nice there, huh Pussy Boy," jeered Rico. Luis tried to reply but found that the only sound coming from his lips was a low groan. Rico knew he had his Trolley Cop on the ropes. "Gotcha," he chuckled. "Time to parteee, Puta." Rico began to rub Luis' crotch, causing a rise in the straight stud's manhood and making his briefs tent. "Yeah baby," he mocked as Luis squirmed under his hand job, "you're ready." Luis' mind reeled. He was lost in a haze of drugs and sexual urges. Through bleary eyes he watched as Rico handed Karla two pair of handcuffs. He felt himself being pushed down onto the bed and flipped over onto his stomach. He lay there helplessly while Karla clicked the cuffs to his wrists and then to the bedposts. Then Rico re-positioned his body, moving him until he was on his knees, face down on the pillow and ass up in the air. He was completely unaware that Karla was setting up video cameras in opposite corners of the room to capture every move. Luis was still wearing his underwear, which was bulging with his excited manhood and stretched tautly across his ass. Rico gave his butt a firm whack and the effect was electric, sending a sharp yet strangely not unpleasant tingling from his sculpted muscular ass cheeks directly to the base of his aroused dick. To Rico's delight Luis started to slightly buck and wiggle his butt. "I see you like it a bit a bit rough, huh baby?" Rico mocked as he leaned in close and gave his Trolley Cop a few more whacks on his bubble butt. Luis' only reply was a series of soft moans indicating that Rico may be right. "Well, maybe another time, Pussy," Rico replied sharply, "but right now I got other plans for you." Then he gently slapped at Luis' face until the dazed stud began to come back to his senses. "Ungghhh..." Luis moaned as he lifted his head from the pillow to look around. He realized the position and predicament he was in and knew he was trapped. He looked between his legs see Rico cupping and massaging his big balls while pulling his still-erect dick through the fly of his briefs. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Karla, standing in the corner, hand over her mouth, trying to stifle her laughter. "You were right, baby," Karla said, suppressing her laughter. "He is hot for you. Just look at his teenie weenie going all hard." Her words filled Luis with a sudden burst of shame and his face blushed. The embarrassment wasn't lost on Rico. He noticed it right away and knew that having a woman in the room somehow served to intensify the emotional response he was hoping to elicit from Luis. An emotional response that would help to push him more and more to the edge... an edge he would eventually topple over... As he was thinking this he was working Luis' dick, which was now glistening with his fuck sap, rubbing his calloused thumb over the prick tip, massaging a mixture of cocaine, KY jelly and pre-cum into the piss slit. "Ahhh... oooohhh...." Luis moaned as the familiar itch returned. His dick, already hard, was now ramrod stiff, and he began to desperately thrust his hips, vainly trying to fuck Rico's hand. Karla was pointing at him now and laughing even louder, calling Luis a host of names. He tried to push her words out of his mind and concentrate only on his dick and the relief he was craving. But he couldn't, and the intensity of his shame as she taunted him transferred itself to the sexual fires raging inside of him. He was just starting to climax when Rico let up. "Uhhhnnn.... noooooo...." Luis moaned. Rico snickered and began to softly rub the stud cop's smooth hard ass, still encased in the tight white briefs. He snapped the waistband as he joined Karla in her chorus of degrading names. After each snap of the waistband he also gave him a swat on the ass. "Pussy." SNAP! Whack... "Whore." SNAP!! Whack... "Cunt." SNAP!!! Whack... "Puta." SNAP!!!! Whack... "Cock-hound." SNAP!!!!! Whack... Then he ripped the ass panel right out of the briefs, leaving Luis' anal port exposed. He ran his index finger up and down Luis' ass crack, letting it linger on the hot Latino's twitching ass hole. "Ohhhhhh..... unngggghhhh...." Luis moaned as wave after wave of pleasure coursed up and down his body. Rico nodded to Karla and she silently left the room. With his one hand still slowly jerking Luis' fuck stick, continuing to rub in his special mixture, he began to dot Luis' ass pucker with the drug mixture. "What're you doin'?" Luis croacked, his voice barely above a whisper. "What do you think I'm doing?" Rico answered, sliding his finger in and out of Luis' asshole. "I'm giving you what you really want." "Nooo...." Luis moaned in a soft whisper. "Yes," Rico countered, slipping three drug-lubed fingers up Luis' asshole, basting the sensitive tissue inside. The drug did its trick and soon Luis was moaning even louder. He tried to pull away but his wrists were bound. He was stuck in that humiliating position, head down, backside up, like some fag waving his ass in the air. "Need some help there, Pussy?" Rico taunted as he watched Luis squirm and gasp as the need slowly built in him. Rico noticed that Luis had now begun to slightly thrust back onto Rico's fingers, in a not so subtle attempt to get them in deeper. His breathing had become more ragged and beads of sweat appeared on his back. As Rico increased his thrusts in and out, deeper and deeper, Luis gave a soft moan. "I think your cunt needs a man inside it, doesn't it?" "Fuck you!" Luis gasped, coming back to his senses for just a moment. But the itch... oohhhh.... that itch... Now both his ass and dick needed relief. Why was it that whenever Rico touched him his body felt so electric. Like it was on fire? "Unngghhh... oooohhh...." "Yesss..." Rico cooed softly has he worked a fourth finger into Luis' asshole and began to stretch it, liberally coating the inside with Luis' own ass juices mixed with cocaine. "If you hate it so much, why are you all hard and moaning?" Luis' head was spinning now, partly because of the GHB, but mostly because of the confusion. Why WAS he moaning? Why WAS he hard? He was straight. He pounded pussy for sport. Why as he now he was grunting and moaning like a virgin on prom night as some guy was fingering his asshole and jerking him off. Fuck! What was wrong with him? But that itch... ooooohhh.... that itch in his ass... that itch that needed scratching... The itch obliterated all other thoughts. He had to find a relief... "I'm gonna fuck you now, Luis," Rico said. He said it casually, nonchalantly, matter-of-factly. He slipped his fingers out of Luis' slicked up asshole, undid his pants and with one quick movement lowered his pants and boxers. He kicked off his shoes and stepped out of his pants. He put on a condom. "I'm gonna fuck you just like you want me to." Luis was shaking his head violently. "No, no... I'm not a fag.... get the fuck off me!" But the itch was back. As soon as Luis pulled his fingers out of his ass the tingle had returned. His dick and especially his ass were craving relief. He moaned again. What was wrong with him? Rico sensed Luis was on the edge and began to egg him on. "What's wrong Puta? Pussy Boy. Cunt Boy. You like this, don't you? You know you need Rico to fill that clit of yours..." "Nooo...." Luis moaned, but less forcefully now. Rico wasn't touching him and it was driving him crazy. How could his big straight cop body betray him like that? Why was his clit... no.... his ass... why was his ass itching like that? "Tell Rico what you want. Tell Rico what you need." He let his finger lazily graze Luis' ass lips and smiled as they twitched and opened. "Yeah.... you know what you need. You need Rico to stuff your pussy." "Noooo..." Luis whimpered, barely able to stand the tingle in his ass. "Come on," Rico hissed, his voice barely above a whisper, yet filling the room. "It's just you and me, Luis. Tell me what you want. Tell me what you need." He pressed the tip of his dick ever so slightly into Luis' asshole. Luis' drug-addled mind raced frantically as he assessed his situation. He was horrified and ashamed at the sensations running through his straight body. It was degrading to be trussed up like he was. But on the other hand he was so turned on. The feelings in his dick... in his pussy... NOOOO!!! his ass... his ass.... the itch... the itch that seemed to be soothed only when there was a cock up his pussy... ass. Rico's cock.... Rico was right... it was just the two of them... no one would ever know... Rico slid his dick in Luis' ass about a quarter of the way and smacked the stud boy on his bare ass. The combined effect of those actions sent an electric shock rocketing through Luis' body. Luis was losing it... the macho Trolley Cop was teetering on the edge and Rico knew it. Just one more push... "Well, if you want me to stop..." Rico teased as he slowly withdrew from Luis, leaving just the tip of his cock inside the cop's chute. "But I think you really want me to fuck you, don't you Pussy?" he whispered softly. "Unnggghh.... fuck...." Luis gasped. His ass... no... his pussy was being filled... being relieved. His pussy? No... his ass.... unnnggghhh.... Rico's dick pulled out and Luis found himself pushing his ass backward, searching for it. Rico moved his hips to avoid Luis' ass and he smiled as he saw Luis' ass swaying and jerking back and forth in search of his dick. He teased the bound cop by letting his prick tip brush up against his twitching, searching hole. Luis ass was on fire and he could take it no longer. "Yes......." he whispered hoarsely, finally succumbing. A smile spread across Rico's face as he looked down at the broken stud. "What was that, Luis?" he asked. "I don't think I heard you." Luis' face was red with guilt and shame, but he needed to satisfy the craving, the urge, the itch. "Fuck me," he whispered again, slightly louder. "Be a good boy and say `please'," Rico said. Unable to stand it anymore, Luis cried out, his voice a deep, throat rasp. "Please fuck me, Rico! Fuck my pussy!" That's all Rico needed. He gripped Luis by the hips and plunged his fuck stick deep into the dazed cop's man cunt. He ripped more of Luis' briefs away, leaving only the elastic of the waistband and the leg holes intact. "Ohhhhh... yesss...." Luis hissed, the itch in his pussy... no... his ass.... magically disappearing. "Yeah... your pussy loves my big dick reaming it... you're nothing but a cunt.... a pussy boy... a cunt boy... a faggot... yeah.... Luis loves cock up his boy-pussy... yeah...." Rico was staring straight into the camera with a big grin on his face. The camera was also taking in every one of Luis' expressions. "Tell me what you are... what you want... what you need..." Rico demanded as he fucked mercilessly and merrily away on his victim. "I... I... I nnneed your cccc..cock in me..." Luis sobbed in a mixture of shame and sexual relief. Getting his itch satisfied was all he cared for right now. All he wanted. Ohhh.... it felt so good.... He found himself babbling. "My pussy needs it bad," he begged as Rico continued his anal assault and drove him further over the edge. "You're a cock whore, aren't you?" Luis asked. "Admit it, Luis... admit that you love cock in your pussy." >From somewhere in his confused and defeated mind, Luis heard himself speak. "I'm a cock whore... I love cock in my pussy." He tried to process what he was saying, what he was thinking, what he was asking... He tried to rationalize what he was doing, but thanks to the drugs and the sexual fires dominating his mind, all he could feel was relief, plain and simple. He didn't know that once the drugs wore off he'd be left only with the shameful memory of his degradation. Of his begging the man he hated most in life to fuck his ass. Rico was screwing his mind as effectively as he was screwing his ass, but Luis was beyond comprehending that... beyond comprehending what the ramifications of his actions would play in his future... how Rico would use and manipulate them... Suddenly Luis' balls constricted and he began to pant heavily. "Uhhhrrrgghhh... gonna cummmm....!" He shot a huge load of stud juice into Rico's hand. Rico laughed and smeared the dick jis all over Luis' face and in his hair. He began to pull his dick out of Luis' ass once again and felt the stud cop's body shiver. "Please...." Luis moaned. "Don't stop..." Luis shook as he heard himself say the words... He was begging Rico to fuck him. His macho image cracked apart and he began to sob in his need and degradation. "Pleaseeee..." he croacked. "I need it..." Rico beamed in triumph. He had succeeded. He had broken Luis. The big bull had finally been castrated, but this was only the beginning. There was more to come. "Don't worry, Puta," Rico cooed as he withdrew his cock. "Rico'll take care of you." He reached into his bag and pulled out an eleven- inch dick shaped dildo. He wiped some of the fuck slop off Luis' face and, mixing it with some of the cocaine, lubed the dildo with the potent mixture. He uncuffed one hand of Luis' hands and placed the fuck tool in his open hand, wrapped his fingers around it and guided it to his ass. He slid it in and then out again, slowly at first, but then a bit faster. Back and forth, back and forth, until the dazed, sex-crazed cop's fucked out mind took over and he began to thrust it in and out himself. Rico watched each inward thrust, watched as Luis plunged it deeper and deeper, fucking his own ass with it. He smiled. Luis had a look of drugged out pleasure on his face and the steady stream of moans, groans and grunts coming from the straight cop's mouth only increased Rico's excitement. "Hey Karla!" Rico called out, laughing. "Check this out!" Luis saw her enter the room, saw her staring at him, saw the look on her face. He knew what he must look like. Lying there, in front of a woman, fucking his own ass and moaning in pleasure. He felt his cheeks flush in shame, but then the relief of getting the itch satisfied flooded in and took over. He was fucking his cunt hole in front of a woman and he was so turned on. A cunt? No... no... But soon even that thought dissolved in the sheer bliss of sexual relief. "Ohh... yeahh..." he moaned, as he repeatedly impaled himself. He was so out of it he didn't even realize that Rico was slowly turning him onto his back. His dick was still hard and standing straight up. "Fuck your pussy, you cunt... you slut," Rico said as he pushed a pillow under Luis' ass to raise it from the bed and expose it to the other camera. His legs were pushed up into a bent position and spread apart. His hard dick waved like a flagpole and he grunted and moaned in pleasure as he fucked himself into delirium. Luis opened a bottle of poppers and held them to Luis' nostril. The dazed stud didn't resist and readily took a snort. "Unnngggh...." he moaned. Rico switched nostrils and gave him another hit. "Whatcha doin', Luis," he asked as Luis looked up at him through drug-glazed eyes. He gave him more poppers. "Are you fucking your pussy? Come on... say it..." "Fucking my pussy..." Luis repeated as he forcefully rammed the dildo up his asshole to continue to satisfy the itch inside him. The room was filled with his contented grunts of pleasure and the young cop's handsome face took on a peaceful look of rapture. "Feels good doesn't it honey," teased Karla as she came in close to Luis' face. The drugged hunk just smiled and nodded. He could barely hear her mocking laughs as she left the room again. Rico unrolled a condom onto Luis' drug-slicked dick and then stood up on the bed over him. He slowly lowered his ass onto Luis' dick and began to bob up and down. "Ohhhhh... unggghhhhh... yesssss..." Luis cried out as his itching dick fucked Rico's ass. Rico bent forward and began to play with Luis' nipples. That made Luis squirm even more. "Oh yeah, you're my good Pussy Boy, aren't you, Luis? You love to fuck yourself and Rico, don't you?" "Yes... yessss... yeahhhh...." Luis babbled incoherently, nodding. His back arched and he screamed as he climaxed and shot his load. When Luis' orgasm subsided Rico lifted himself off of Luis' dick and gave his own hard meat a few tugs. He grabbed Luis by the back of his head and thrust his dick inside his mouth. Again Luis' didn't resist and for the next several minutes Rico fucked Luis' face while Luis' continued to fuck his ass with the dildo. Finally Rico felt his balls churning and roiling. He pulled out and shot a huge load of spunk onto Luis' sweaty face. The fuck slop hit Luis squarely in the face – some in his mouth, some up his nose – and began to drip down his face. Luis' tongue flicked out of his mouth and lapped at the cum. Rico smiled again. He got up off of Luis and went around to the foot of the bed and watched as the dazed cop continued to piston the dildo in and out of his ass. He put his hand on Luis' wrist and gently forced him to stop. It took both hands. He pulled the dildo out of Luis' ass and had to wrestle it from his clenched fist. "Unngghh... nooo...." Luis cried as his free hand flailed in search of the rubber dick that had been taken from him. Rico slid his dick back into Luis' quivering, craving asshole and watched as his fucked out twat cop grinned. Rico smiled and he gripped Luis by the hips and shoved his dick all the way in. He leaned forward and looked directly into Luis' face. That handsome face with the dreamy, peaceful look on it. "Mmmm... yeah..." he whispered. "This feels so good, doesn't it?" Luis nodded. His tongue was hanging out of his mouth, his head was lolling back and forth on the pillow, and his eyes were half closed. "Yeah.... goooooddd...." "Am I as good as Mikey?" Luis' eyes popped open. "Mikey?"

This happened to me today... Details arre still fresh... After I had an awesome workout, IU walked to my car to drive home. I received a text from a hot dude that I used to fuck around with many times, but last time was already half a year ago.. He asked if I was home and horny as he was in the neighbourhood.. I texted him back that I would be home in about 20 minutes and possibly would be horny.. Het replied that that was cool and I should tex him when I would be at home. When I got home I jumped in the shower and started working on cleaning my ass. I texted the guy, he told me he was with a friend and send some pics of the other guy... If I werent horny already I would have been in an instant. Hot black guy, hot body, 8.5 inch dick...6'2"tall... just HOT. My budsdy that texted me is an athletic blak guy, 6'3" 9 " dick. both pretty smooth, nice asses, just pretty much perfect.. I tried to clean as soon as possible, within about half an hour I was good to go. The guys were already at my door (they texted I should take my time... they would just wait outside untill I was ready) SO... after cleaning, I left them in my house.. we drank a little, we kiussed a little and moved things to the bedroom.. we undressed and layed down... I was in the middle, kissing them both. my dick got rockhard and soon their dicks did too. One of the guys started sucking me and I was sucking the other guy.. it felt so good.. their lips, their dicks, the bodies.. it was all so hot..After sucking the guy that texted me's dick (O.) i wanted to suck the other guy's dick (S.) apparently he just lubed his dick, so he told me to continue sucking O's dick... so I did.. S. sat behing me en pushed his dick in... slowly at first and entered deeper and deeper. S fucked me good and deep... I was enjoying and moaning like a bitch in heat. O. was moaning too... he loved the sight and the things I did with his diick. After a few minutes they wanted to switch, so I turned around. I sucked S's dick (lol.. so... sucking him with lube on his dick was a no go, but sucking him after he just been in my ass in okay...) O entered my ass... S has a big dick.. O is even bigger.. 9 inches (atleast..). I always love it when he slided in me... His ass is delicious too but havent fucked him in over a year... SO he went crazy in my ass, while I was sucking S. I was in heaven. They changed positions a few times... After about half an hour of switchcing dicks and positions, I was riding O's dick... S. was behind me and pressed his dick in me too.. Lately I have been doublefucked a few times, but never while I was sober so to say... The other times have been on chems, but bow it was a sober experience.. I did use a lot of poppers though, but once both were inside my ass I could only enjoy the feeling... The doublefucked me for about 5-10 minutes before S started moaning and swearing and filled my ass up... AS soon as he pulled out, O got behind me and fucked me doggystyle untill he busted his nut too. Both shot big loads! I loved every minute of it... Unfoirtunately they had to go (they toldd me about a dinner they had to go to, they were already late... So they showered and went on their way (both live in the hood, so there will be a repeat) . I was still horny since I hadnt cum. RIght then I got a message (sometimes I wonder if I am just lucky..) A friend of mine asked for a favour (non-sexual). We fuck every now and then... I couldnt help him, but I told him what happened... he asked if I was still loaded... i confirmed that and he told me to come over. He is also a black guy, hung, 9.5" tattoos, piercings, really tough, really hot. He left his door open, so I could enter, strip in his hallway and move to his bedroom... I immediately went down on his dick.. suck him good and hard... He turned me around and ate my ass a bit. The he entered his dick, doggystyle... He wasted no time in fucking.... told me to taki it like a man and not moan or whine, because when I fuck him i never let him adjust to my dick... Hehe.. he went crazy in my ass.. I loved it... We changed positions a few times, me riding him laying down, sideways, me on my back... I really needed to cum... SO when I was on my back and he was fucking me I jerkked my dick. After 2 minutes I shot lots of cum... My ass was contracting a lot, which drove my top crazy.. he continued fucking me HARD... My ass was sensitive but once again he told me that I do that when I fuck him.... So he continued for a gew minutes (I got hard again) untill he too came in my ass... i shot again.... it was so fucking hot.... After that last fuck I had to go to a party.. so I went home and took a quick shower.. I was exhausted when I went to the party (not a sexparty though) but really really happy

My intention is to wrap this fucker up ASAP, pghpigbtm -- just one or two more entries and it should be complete. But...right this minute? I've got three anonymous loads in my slammed-up hole, and poz seed is my favorite brand of lube. So: that means I'm heading out to the cruisy park as we speak. I can tell you, though, that I've already started the next installment -- 'cuz I'm ready to see this Dalton kid corrupted like he fuckin' deserves.

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.

I sat at the bar with my girlfriend, Lucy, sipping an IPA. Behind us, an indie rock band thrashed out the last song of its set while the crowd cheered drunkenly. Lucy leaned back against the wooden counter watching them, swirling the half-melted dregs of her whiskey. In the dim light of the bar, her pale skin glowed milky white. Her long red hair was twisted back in a messy bun, and several strands hung in her face. She flicked them back absently before glancing at me, a smile curling her lips. “Quit staring at me,” she shouted over the music. “I can’t help it,” I shouted back. “You’re the most beautiful girl in here.” She punched me lightly on the shoulder, her freckled cheeks flushing pink, before turning back to the band. The song ended in a clatter of drums and bass, and applause filled the small space as the band took a bow, then headed off stage. “Well, aren’t you just a pretty little thing.” I turned to see a large, muscular man bending over my girlfriend, tucking a strand of her red hair behind her ear. Arousal stirred in me at the sight of his bulging biceps, but I shook it away. “Hey,” I said, touching his shoulder. “That’s my girlfriend.” “Look at this,” he said, his gaze swinging between us before he glanced over his shoulder. “Two pretty little things.” Another buff man came to join him, and they stood side by side, surveying me and my girlfriend. “Aren’t you just a sight for sore eyes,” the second man said. A predatory grin curled his lips, and he stuck out his hand. “I’m Mark,” he said, shaking my hand with a firm grip, and nodded at the other guy. “That’s Jack.” “Neal,” I said, “And this is Lucy.” Mark leaned close to me, heat emanating off his muscular body. “Could we buy you two a couple drinks?” I licked my lips, glancing at Lucy. She was gazing up at Jack with something akin to amazement. She caught me looking and, blushing, shrugged. “Sure,” I said. “Why not?” A couple drinks later, they came back to our place, their muscular bulk filling our small apartment like two bulls in a china shop. “You guys have never done this before,” Mark said, leaning against the kitchen counter as I poured four glasses of wine. It wasn’t a question. “No,” I said softly. “I mean, we’ve talked about it, but I didn’t think—we didn’t think anything would ever happen.” He grinned, another predatory smile. “You’ll like it,” he said. “I can tell.” He helped me carry the wine into the living room, where Jack was siting next to Lucy. His arm rested casually over the back of the couch, but his fingers were tracing circles across her upper arm, making her flush. She accepted the glass of wine and drank it quickly. When she set the empty glass on the coffee table, her eyes met mine, questioning. I nodded, and an excited grin curled her lips. “Enough drinks,” Jack said suddenly, standing up. “I’m ready for the main course.” He bent and picked up Lucy, throwing her over his shoulder. She shrieked with laughter, beating her fists on his back as he carried her into the bedroom. “Come on,” Mark said, shooting me a wink. “I want to watch them.” I walked nervously to the bedroom after them, where Jack was peeling off Lucy’s blue dress. She flopped back onto the mattress breathlessly, wearing only her bra and panties. With a growl, he climbed on top of her, kissing his way up her stomach to her throat, then captured her lips with his. I watched them silently, frozen in the doorway, a mixture of envy and arousal flooding through me. Arms wrapped around my waist from behind, and I jumped, turning to face Mark. He cupped my face in his big hands, brushing one thumb over my lips. “Relax,” he said, then dipped his head to kiss me. His lips brushed mine lightly at first, just a whisper of skin on skin, then returned with more force. He kissed me firmly, insistently, his tongue sliding into my mouth as his hands caught the hem of my shirt. Pulling away for a breath, he pulled my button-up shirt over my head, dropping it on the floor behind him, then kissed me again. I had never kissed a man before, and his lips were firmer than I was expecting, less pliant than Lucy’s. At the same time, he was more aggressive, and I felt my cock stiffen as he ran his hands down my bare back, pulling me against him. I wrapped my arms tentatively around him, feeling his muscular back flex through his thin t-shirt, then slid my hands down to his waist. He broke away from me, breathing hard. “Strip,” he commanded. Wordlessly, I kicked off my shoes and, with trembling fingers, unbuttoned my pants, pushing them over my narrow hips with my boxers. At the same time, he peeled off his t-shirt in one swift motion, then dropped his jeans. He wasn’t wearing any underwear, and his long, thick cock sprang free, bobbing between his muscular thighs. I stared at it, my heart pounding, and unconsciously licked my lips. He caught my gaze and laughed. “Get on your knees,” he said, a hungry smile curling his lips. My breath caught in my throat, and before I could second guess myself, I sank to my knees at his feet. His cock pulsed before my face, throbbing and already dripping pre-cum. Biting my lip nervously, I looked at his cock with trepidation. Would that even fit in my mouth? I rose on my knees and kissed it tentatively, my lips brushing the hot skin. Slick pre-cum beaded at the tip, and I licked it off, tasting the sweet, salty evidence of his arousal. Much to my surprise, it tasted good, and I circled my tongue around the swollen head, then ran it down the veined sides. With a low groan, I licked up the throbbing shaft, feeling blood pulsing through the upraised veins, then wrapped my lips around the swollen head and swirled my tongue around it in circles. Opening my mouth wide, I sucked the tip of his thick cock between my lips, caressing the underside with my tongue, then bobbed my head up and down. Only half of the thick shaft disappeared into my mouth before the tip bumped against the back of my throat. I coughed and gripped the bottom half of his cock in one hand, jerking him as I bobbed my head up and down. His hands tangled in my short hair, guiding my movements, and I moaned deep in my throat, sucking on his cock as he groaned with pleasure. As he thrust into my mouth, the head of his cock pushed against the back of my throat. Rising onto my knees, I relaxed my throat, easing his shaft down my esophagus. “Good boy,” he growled. “Just like that.” Holding my breath, I thrust his cock deep into my throat over and over again, making tears stream from my eyes. My hard cock pulsed, pleasure rolling through me as I choked on his cock, and I reached down to stroke my stiff erection. Wrapping my fingers around my throbbing dick, I whimpered around Mark’s cock, feeling a climax fast approaching. With my free hand, I dug my fingers into his thighs, swallowing as much of his length as I could, my throat constricting around his shaft. “You’ve got a real good cocksucker for a boyfriend,” Mark said to Lucy, twisting his fingers in my hair. Jack grunted, and I could hear sloppy, wet sounds coming from his direction. “His girlfriend is pretty fucking talented too.” His words sent another stab of pleasure through me, and I redoubled my efforts, sliding Mark’s cock in and out of my mouth. At the same time, I gripped my dick, jerking it quickly. “Ah fuck, Neal, you’re going to make me cum.” Mark dragged me off his cock and pulled my hair back, forcing me to look up at him. “You having fun, lover boy?” I nodded, licking my lips, my cock aching with desire. “You want me to fuck you?” I looked over at my girlfriend, Jack’s hands buried in her hair as he fucked her mouth with rough strokes. I turned back to Mark, taking in his muscular chest, the stubble on his cheeks, the creases in the corner of his eyes as he studied me with intensity. I nodded again, my mouth dry. A slow, hungry smile curled his lips. He took my hand and helped me to my feet. “Get on the bed,” he said, his eyes gleaming with desire. I obeyed, crossing the room to lay beside my girlfriend as she sucked another man’s cock. Jack pulled his cock out of her mouth with a wet pop, and she moaned softly, her cheeks flushed. Turning her head, she opened her eyes, catching my gaze. A breathless, giddy smile curled her lips, and my heart swelled with affection and desire. At the same time, Mark slid one hand up my leg and spread my thighs, his touch sending fire racing through my veins. My body tight with anticipation and lust, I moaned as his fingers traced a line up my inner thigh, stroking light circles around the sensitive skin of my ball sack, before wrapping his hand around my shaft. Using the pad of his thumb, he smeared a bead of pre-cum over the head of my cock, my arousal slick and wet on his fingers. “Oh god,” I said softly, pleasure spiking through me. Beside us, Jack slid two fingers into Lucy’s dripping pussy, stroking her clit with his thumb. She moaned helplessly, her hips rising to meet his touch, and the sight sent desire spiking through me, making my cock jerk in Mark’s hand. He released my shaft, a taunting smile on his face. His fingers lightly stroked the lines of my hips again, tickling the swell of my testicles, and teased up the sides of my veined shaft. At his touch, my cock pulsed and jumped, desperate for more. “Are you close?” he asked. Although his fingertips were barely grazing my skin, the sensation sent fire through my veins, and I nodded, unable to take my eyes off his muscular body. I just needed him to touch me a tiny bit more to send me over the edge. As if reading my thoughts, he circled the tip of my dick with his fingers, using the pre-cum to slick the surface. It was almost enough—I felt my orgasm swell, balls tightening, muscles spasming—and he jerked his hand away, leaving me trembling on the precipice. “Not yet, lover boy,” he said, smiling cruelly. “I’m going to fuck you first.” Mark grabbed my legs and dragged my hips to the edge of the bed, pushing my knees against my chest. Between my thighs, my neglected cock was hard and throbbing, pre-cum dripping out and onto my stomach. . Without missing a beat, Jack caught both of Lucy’s legs, spreading her legs wide, and exposed her open pussy and the tight, puckered hole of her ass. Standing side by side, he and Mark looked like a wall of pure muscle, and their cocks were both enormous. As I watched, Jack thrust into my girlfriend’s pussy, making her cry out in pleasure, her eyes squeezed shut. Gripping his shaft, Mark lined the swollen, mushroom head of his cock up against my virgin asshole and slid it back and forth, pressing the tip against my hole as I moaned. “You ready for this, handsome?” he taunted playfully. “God, please,” I begged, “I want to feel you inside me.” He pushed forward with slow, steady pressure, the head of his cock pressing against my puckered hole painfully before the tight ring of muscles relaxed, letting him in. I groaned, feeling my sphincter stretched wide, as he slid into my ass inch by inch. “You like that?” he grunted “You like feeling my cock up your ass?” “Fuck,” I whimpered, “it feels so good. I can’t take it.” “You’ll take it,” he promised, and with a final thrust, his hips met mine, his balls resting against my ass. “God,” I moaned, feeling my ass ripple and clench around him. Mark held still, letting me adjust to his girth, before starting to thrust in tiny motions. “Think that’s pretty sexy, don’t you,” Jack asked Lucy, rubbing two fingers over her slippery clit. I turned my head and saw her staring at me, her mouth panting open. “Yeah,” she breathed. “That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” “Good,” he said, pulling out of her wet pussy, “because it’s about to be your turn.” He pressed the huge, mushroom head of his thick cock against her asshole and began pushing. Already well lubed with her slick pussy juices, he slid inside her easily, the long shaft disappearing inch by inch into her petite ass. With two rough fingers, he rubbed her stiff, swollen clit, flicking the nub back and forth. She arched up against him, inadvertently pushing him deeper inside her, and moaned with pleasure. “Oh my god,” she whimpered, her eyes opening wide as she looked at me, “it’s so big. I can’t believe it’s so big and it’s inside my ass.” Reaching across the mattress, I found her hand and squeezed it. She smiled at me, her eyes filled with desire and love, then cried out again. “Oh fuck,” she wailed. “Oh my god, it’s so big!” As she groaned with pleasure, Mark began fucking me faster, his long cock sliding in and out of my ass with piercing strokes, plunging deep inside me with every thrust. I clenched her hand and watched Jack, his face contorting as he fucked my girlfriend’s ass beside me. She moaned, arching her back as he pounded into her, fucking her tight ass. “Yeah,” Jack growled, “you like getting fucked with your boyfriend? You like being a pair of holes for us?” “Oh god, yes,” she moaned, the words garbled as she writhed against him. “You know,” he said casually, “I think I want a piece of your boyfriend’s ass too.” He slid his thick cock out of her ass with a pop, nudging Mark. “Hey, I’ll trade you.” Mark grinned, pulling out of me, and they switched places. Jack spit on my flexing asshole, rubbing the saliva around with two rough fingers, then thrust his cock into my ass, sheathing himself inside me with one swift motion. I arched my back, moaning in pleasure, as he pounded into me, filling my ass with his thick cock meat. Lucy watched with wide eyes, her eyes glazed with lust, as I shuddered around Jack’s cock. Spreading her pale thighs, Mark lined the rounded tip of his massive cock with her tight asshole and pushed inside her. She moaned, arching her back as he filled her, his cock disappearing inch by inch into her ass. Grasping her narrow hips, he spread her rounded cheeks, her asshole stretching obscenely around his dick. “I think I’m gonna breed you,” he growled, flicking her clit with two fingers. “Think I’m gonna fill you up with my seed and breed you. You and your sweet little boyfriend. I want to see your skinny little tummies all fat with our babies.” “What do you think about that, pretty boy?” Jack asked, his fingers digging into my hips as he fucked my ass. “God yes,” I panted, my cock throbbing painfully between my legs. “Where do you want me to cum?” Mark demanded, burying his cock deep inside my girlfriend. “C-cum in my pussy,” Lucy wailed. “Breed me, make me your little slut!” “Ah, fuck,” he grunted. He pulled out of her ass as the first jet of cum sprayed out across her flat belly, then buried his cock deep in her pussy, unloading the rest of his cum inside her, filling her womb with his frothy cream. She screamed in pleasure, bucking against him wildly, her legs shaking as she came hard. At the same time, Jack wrapped his hand around my dick, stroking me firmly as he pounded my ass, sawing his thick dick in and out of me. “Oh fuck,” I whimpered, pleasure peaking in every cell of my body. “Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” My voice rose in a wail as my orgasm crested, making me shudder and arch against Jack’s cock, forcing it deeper into my ass. My clenching muscles brought him right up to the edge and he gripped my hips tightly. “What about you, pretty boy? Where do you want me to cum?” he growled. “Please,” I choked out, still wracked with spasms. “Come inside me. I want to feel your cum filling me up.” Clutching my waist, he buried his cock deep inside me as he stiffened, his sperm pumping into my tight ass. With a groan, he pulled out, and a last jet of cum splashed against my gaping asshole, the thick rope of cream smearing across my tender skin. His huge cock was still half hard, glistening in the light as he flopped beside me, panting for breath. With a shuddering groan, Mark pulled out of Lucy’s pussy with a grunt, wiping his slick cock on her pale ass. Lucy sagged beside me, still trembling uncontrollably, as he collapsed on her other side. Lifting my head, I could see the milky cream of his cum dripping out of her pulsing pussy, and an exhausted smile crossed my face. I looked at my girlfriend, her pale cheeks still flushed with lust, and felt closer to her than ever before. She met my eyes, and, rolling onto her side, gave me a tender kiss. Mark wrapped one arm around her waist, his hand resting on my hip, and Jack took it, their fingers interlacing. I felt Jack roll to spoon me, his muscular warmth pressed against my back, and the four of us drifted to sleep in contented exhaustion.

I'd been down to the Caribbean on business. Since it had been a hectic week and I'd arrived late in the evening, I indulged myself and slept in the next morning, then treated myself to a relaxing series of soapsuds enemas. Unashamedly, I really enjoy enemas, which is a good thing as, since I am almost exclusively an anal bottom, I like to be nice and fresh back there before entertaining visiting cocks inside my hole. Rested and cleaned out, I went out on the veranda to orient myself to the resort. The pool was close by and I immediately spotted an obviously gay couple with whom I might be able to hook up with. But first, I decided on a couple more prep enemas, this time using wine. Wine enemas make me particularly randy for cock. Enough wine enemas, and I and me and my hole are ready for anything! After letting the two wine enemas soak in and begin to work their magic, I wander out to the pool area. Providence arrived in the form of a vacant chaise lounge next to the couple I'd spotted earlier. Settling in with a book, I took a closer look at the guys. They both appeared to be in their early 40s. One was very twinkish, about 5'-6", 130#, with a delectable bubble butt. I mentioned I'm mostly a bottom, but I began to get hard thinking of sliding my cock deeply into the hole between his cheeks. The other guy was about 6'-1", 220# and solidly built. I pondered just how furiously he could pound a bottom's hole. I said, "Hi," and they replied , "Ciao." then they spoke to each other and I realized they were definitely Italian. I pointed to myself and said, "Bill." The twink said, "Mi chiamo Mario." The other guy said, "Benito." Just then, the waiter arrived with a bottle of red wine I'd ordered, and three goblets. "Vino?" I asked. They responded enthusiastically by saying, "Si, si!." I'm certain it wasn't lost on them that I had thought to have the waiter bring three goblets. I poured wine for us and we clinked out goblets and began to dink. A bottle of wine doesn't last long split three ways and it wasn't long before we'd drained two more bottles. By now, between what I'd drank, as well as the two wine enemas (more potent than usual, since I didn't want to take the time to do three of them, as I normally retain them for a bit to let them soak in nicely) I'd had, my speech was getting slurred. Not that I spoke much, due to the language barrier. I noticed Mario and Benito exchanged occasional glances and whispered comments to each other. I was certain they were setting me up as fuck score. Things were going accord to my plan. Then, Mario turned to reach for his towel and I noticed a scorpion tattoo on his right shoulder, right where any top pounding this twink's ass would be sure to see it and be advised that his cock was certainly not the first one to invade that rosebud. "Abarth?" I asked, pointing to the scorpion. Carlo Abarth was a famous Italian automotive engineer who developed many Fiat race cars. Any Italian would know who Abarth was. Mario and Benito looked at me, then at each other, giving each other a discrete wink, before laughing. "No, no Abarth." Then they muttered something between themselves. I don't speak Italian, but I think they were discussing that they though I didn't know what the scorpion signified, which was exactly what I wanted them to think. I was certain that they thought they were reeling in an innocent neg hole which they could load up with their toxic semen. After nodding to each other, Benito said something and pointed toward the suites. Obviously, they were inviting me to their room. I nodded and sad, "Si, si." Arriving at their room, Mario opened the door and led me inside. As soon as we were in the room he turned around and reached up to embrace me and kiss me. I embraced him and returned his kiss.slipping him my tongue. I heard Benito close the door before he began tugging our bathing trunks off Mario and me. Now naked, Mario led me to the bed. I climbed on beside him and he immediately began to expertly suck my already rather firm cock. In not time at all, he had me rock hard. Then he reached to the nightstand for some lube, applied it to my cock as well as a little bit to his hole. I slid two fingers into him and gently felt around inside. Amazingly, his hole was rather snug and he was very slippery inside. Obviously, he too, had had his enemas today. It was going to be fun to fuck his poz hole. Mario got into the knee-chest position, I knelt behind him and crept in close, admiring his cute little butt. He reached around and guided me to his hot little hole. I sank into him in one, smooth stroke. My cock felt like it had entered into Heaven. Mario was so velvety and wet inside. I began to slowly thrust in and out of his hole, savoring each wonderful stroke. After a few minutes of this, Mario laid flat on the bed and I began to drill down into him with faster, more powerful strokes. By now I'd lost track of what Benito was doing, but then I felt his weight behind me. I turned to look at him and our eyes met, exchanging looks of lust. I looked down and saw his raging cock was pointed right where I wanted it to be pointed - at my ass! I looked admiringly at Benito's dick. It was a healthy nine or ten inches long and had a fat, mushroom head. About three inches below the head, its girth tapered back up to easily two inches thick. I broke into a huge smile at the anticipation of being impaled by such a magnificent piece of man meat. I knew that even if he tried to slowly and gently enter me, my hole was going to hurt as I hadn't been fucked in almost a month nor had I played with any of my toys. But what I really hoped for was for Benito to ram it hard into my ass in one powerful stroke, as I love the pain of being savagely entered with subsequent hard thrusts, rather than letting my hole gradually adjust to my lover's size. I could only hope that Benito had no respect for his sub's hole and would treat mine roughly... I looked back up at Benito's face and he was proudly smiling knowing he was packing quite a cock, and that I hungered for it to be inside me. Then I looked back down to admire his cock once more before feeling him ream my hole with it. At that moment, I spotted a four inch diameter biohazard tattoo peeking through the pubes above his cock. Playing the game to the hilt, I faked a puzzled expression as I stared at his tat. Then I looked back up at him and shrugged as if to say, "I have no idea what your tattoo means." Now, Benito leered, lulled into believing he was going to stealth some naïve guy's hole, giving me a gift I'd never forget. Well, he was partly right. I just may never forget his toxic gift. But that remained a question to be answered. What his load could accomplish, however toxic, was at this point, most likely academic. I was already balls deep inside Mario and then I laid my weight fully onto him, waiting for Benito to enter me. If he did ram his cock savagely into me, I had nowhere to go forward to escape his cock's onslaught of my poor hole. I felt him slide his cock between my cheeks. I reached back to position the head of his cock at my hole. He bore down a little bit pushing his cock's head partway into my hole, but not fully opening it - just making sure enough of it was into me so that when he shoved his hips forward, his cock would not skitter off and not enter me. At that point, I let go of his cock, reached around and placed my hand on his right ass cheek, sighed, nodded, and then pulled sharply toward me on his cheek to let him know I was ready to take him inside me, and how I wanted him to enter me. My anticipation build as Benito paused, making me wait. Then, in a flash, he grunted and rammed himself hard into me, balls deep. I let out a painful groan. It felt as though a telephone pole had been rammed into me! Sheer pain stabbed my asshole! I reveled in the agony! My hole screamed out silently in abject pain! He even shoved through my second ring into my colon! After pausing for about two seconds, he pulled almost all the way out. I felt his mushroom head pop out of my hole, but its tip was still positioned just inside my hole's ring, keeping its point of aim. Then Benito pistoned in and out of me delivering at least a dozen powerful strokes before slowing to a steady, but still rapid pace. the sharp pain ebbed slowly (thankfully, as I love when the pain lasts) into a dull ache which was soon replaced by ecstasy as he pulled all the way out and then plunged back into my now gaping hole. Benito continued to drill me as Mario and I frenched each other. I think he loved that I was inside him as his lover pounded me. The pressure of Benito's cock against my prostate, filling my rectum, had me on the verge of exploding my load into Mario. It was now time to do so, to deliver my load, to release my seed into Mario, With the space Benito gave me, I was able to begin thrusting in and out of Mario again. As I pulled out of Mario, I was backing up onto Benito's cock, so the sensations from my cock, rectum, prostate and anus were incredible. I began thrusting rapidly into Mario's hole. I could hear Benito panting. I knew my hole was milking his cock to its toxic climax. As I began to sharply thrust my cock into Mario to deliver my load to him, I sensed that was blowing his, what I knew to be a toxic load into my hole, and I savored receiving every drop of his venomous semen, It was even better than knowing that he thought he was stealthing me, that I didn't know he was pumping poison into me without my knowledge. My balls emptied, I collapsed onto Mario and felt Benito collapse onto me, my cock sealing my load inside Mario, knowing Benito's dirty load was sealed inside me where my colon walls would begin to absorb his virus, regardless of any effort I could make to defend myself, as being able to stave off the diffusion of his potentially deadly virus through my permeable colonic membranes into my bloodstream was simply nothing that I, could consciously control, just as I had no control of the absorption of the alcohol from my wine enemas that made me crave Benito's cock's load, regardless of what it could or would deliver deep within me. In a little while, we uncoupled from each other and fell asleep for a while. Long ago I accepted that I was a barebacking cumslut, even when I was sober. I refused no uncovered cock's load. I have always felt that cum was meant to be pumped into hole, never into rubbers. Let fate decide the consequences. The addition of wine, infused however, but especially colonically, simply changed my need for raw loads into a craving for raw loads. After we awoke, I sucked Mario's cock and then rolled over to take a load from him. I saw Mario and Benito winking at each other right before Mario entered me. I knew they were convinced they were pulling a fast one on me and that Mario was going to give me another load of toxic seed. After taking Mario's poison, Mario sucked my cock. Now hard again, I gestured to Benito that I wanted to do him, too. He laughed, probably thinking to himself, "What harm could it be?" and then he laid flat on the bed in submission to the cock of the guy he'd just seeded. Mario knelt beside us and guided my cock to Benito's hole, guiding me into it. I gave Benito a pretty decent pounding, giving his hole a respectable load. Afterwards I went into the bathroom to take a whiz and saw a big enema bag hanging from the shower curtain rod. After relieving myself, I brought the bag out with me and, pointed to it and said, "Vino," indicating I wanted a wine enema. They looked at each other and expressions of realization washed over their faces. Now they knew why I'd been so tipsy earlier - I'd taken wine enemas. I wasn't worried that the enemas I was about to get would wash their toxic loads out of me as I knew that enough time had passed for their loads to have soaked into me. Benito order a half a dozen bottles of "vino bianco" and several more of 'vino rosso', red for one end of us and white for the other end, from room service. When the delivery boy arrived, Benito poured a bottle of white wine into the upheld bag, already partially filled with hot diluting water, with the bag's nozzle already up my ass as I laid on the bed. The boy was wide-eyed! I looked directly at him and smiled as the enema began to run into me. Mario was beside me and I began to suck his cock. Benito's was still shiny from having fucked me earlier and I'll bet the delivery boy had a good idea where Benito's cock had been. We all shared taking and giving the wine enemas. Mario, being small, needed only one wine enema. Benito and I each took two. Just as our second enemas had flowed in, there was a soft knock on the door. I didn't know it, but their friends Sergio and Franco had just arrived from the airport. After quick introductions, the two of them retired to the bathroom to flush each other out, In the meantime, Benito and I absorbed our second wine enemas. By the time they'd cleaned out, it was time for Benito and me to expel our enemas. We were both pretty well gassed, s we'd been guzzling wine as well as we held our enemas. With Sergio and Franco cleaned out, we now had time for introductions. Sergio spoke a little bit of English and did some translating for me as to what was being said, which were the details of how Mario, Benito and I had spent the afternoon. It soon became apparent that the next activity was going to be more butt fucking and my hole was going to be the focus of their cocks' attention, which was fine with me. As Sergio told me that both he and Franco wanted to fuck the hell out of my hole, Benito told them that it could take one hell of a pounding. I got butterflies at the thought of getting tag teamed by all of them. Sparing the details, for the sake of keeping the rest of the story short, Franco nailed me first. as soon as he pulled out, Sergio slid his cock into me and gave my hole quite the drilling. I noticed Sergio and Franco had both scorpion and biohazard tattoos. Although I made no outward note of the tattoos, I knew they were delivering toxic loads into me too. Then I sucked Mario's cock and swallowed its load as Benito spit roasted me from behind, pumping his second load of venom into me. My hole was getting pretty sore by now - fucked by four different raw cocks. Though not as big as Benito, Sergio and Franco still had decent sized dicks. Then Sergio laid on the bed and told me to straddle him. I crawled on top of him and guided his cock up into myself. My hole felt pretty loose. Then Franco got behind me and started to work his cock up into my hole too. I was getting DPed! Finally! I'd longed for this moment and it was being done by pozzed cocks! It was a stretch for my hole, but Franco got himself into me. He pounded another load into me then pulled out. Immediately, Benito crawled behind me. I knew that he intended to DP me too, but I thought that due to his size, it'd be impossible. But he managed to squash his mushroom head into me, then he rammed his hips forward, like he did the first time he entered me, stabbing my aching asshole with the shaft of his monster. All over again, my hole shrieked in silent pain! Once again, I savored his cock's abuse of my hole! I thought that surely he must have torn me. Sure enough, after they both pumped yet another load each into me and then pulled out, I reached around to feel how loose my hole felt and upon looking at my fingers, I saw fresh blood. They'd definitely torn up my hole. I knew the fissures would provide yet another path for their dirty loads to enter my bloodstream, as I knew they knew, too. I saw the four of them smirking at each other, gloating over most likely pozzing some unsuspecting guy. I could tell they were pretty pleased with themselves. By now it was late and I needed to pack and catch the shuttle bus to the airport in the morning. I said my goodbyes and painfully waddled my way back to my room. I crawled into bed and fell asleep, knowing their loads would soak into my colon walls overnight. In the morning, my hole was pleasantly sore, reminding me of the brutal workout it had received, but it no longer ached, something I actually did wish for. Since the flight home would not be short, I took a couple of enemas to ensure I wouldn't have any "problems" on the way home, like a bloody cum fart. As I listened to the drone of the engines on the way home, in semi-reverie, I thought back to the afternoon a couple of months ago when I received the phone call telling me that the results of my test were positive. After having barebacked indiscriminately for years, I'd finally gotten infected. I figured as much after waking one morning with what had to be, at long last, the fuck flu. The test done a few days later merely confirmed my suspicions. I figure that night at the bathhouse did me in at last. Given the number of guys who fucked me that night - there were over 30 Sharpie marks on my abdomen - I finally found the load that would breach my defenses. Something I missed, now being poz, was knowing that since I was poz, I would never get the fuck flu again. I'd actually been chasing the bug for years and, in a way, experiencing the flu was part of the allure, as well as a reward for fulfilling my quest. Honestly, I had wanted to experience, no, I craved the experience of getting the fuck flu. I felt it was the just reward for getting infected. My only regret was that, unlike a woman, who could experience the thrill of pregnancy over and over again, I'd only get the fuck flu once, figuring that once I was carrying some guy's babies, that was it. A couple of weeks after returning from the trip, one afternoon, an awful feeling struck me. It felt like the fuck flu all over again, but even worse this time! How could that be? I was already pozzed! Then an email arrived from Sergio asking how I was doing. We'd exchanged email addresses. he said Mario and Benito got sick a week after getting home and then, a week later, he and Franco were attacked too. They'd all gotten checked out at a clinic. I asked, "What kind of clinic?" He finally fessed up and said they were all poz and that I ought to get myself tested because none of them were on meds and were pretty viral. I played dumb and asked whether or not Mario and Benito tried to take advantage of me. I didn't want to use the word "stealthing" and tip him off. He said, "Yes, they figured you were a newbie that was looking for some gay sex while away on vacation where no one knew you, and they could convert yet another guy while they worked as a team." "Another guy?" I asked? "Yeah," he replied, adding that Mario and Benito make a game of pozzing unsuspecting guys, especially married guys. "So far they've pozzed 15 guys they know of. They've been doing it for three years now, but their count has to be higher than that." He also mentioned that they all like to get recharged. I asked what he meant by that. He told me that you can get re-infected with different strains. Dang, that explained the fluy feeling I was having. I'll bet they recharged me with some European strains they were packing, since they made a game of getting recharged and likely had more than one strain flowing through their veins. I was excited! I was pregnant again! And I probably felt worse this time because I'd gotten more than one new strain! Then, I realized that if all of them had gotten sick, I probably recharged them too, with my strain, which they didn't have over there. I hadn't gone on meds yet either, wanting to spread my gift for as long as possible to as many fertile, hungry holes as wanted my testicular venom. I also took satisfaction that while they thought they were stealthing me, none of them had the slightest idea that they were the ones getting stealthed, as I knew all along that they were packing dirty loads, all of which I was eagerly accepting into my enema scoured and very fertile colon, even if I didn't know about recharging. They'd unknowingly given me a gift, and not the one they thought they were sharing with me. Anyway, I told him that I felt fine, but would get tested immediately. A week later I wrote to him telling him that my test came back neg. He couldn't understand how I could have not gotten pozzed as they were all packing highly viral loads, had dumped plenty of semen into me and even tore my hole, but I wasn't going to give them the satisfaction that I knew what they were up to, Now though, I am on a new quest, that of getting recharged over and over again, simply to experience yet another attack of the fuck flu, knowing I've been knocked up once again and am carrying one more guy's babies inside me.

Do you remember your first time taking bare cock up in your ass? How was it feel? I had my many first times man-to-man sex when I lived with a foster family in the States in my 20s. I shared a queen size bed with the elder brother in the foster family coz the parents thought he could help me with the school work. However, he taught me sex education and shared a lot of stories about his hot encounters with the girls, sometimes he shared the details when his best friends were visiting. I love hanging out with them just to listen to their stories and they exchanged knowledge/tricks with each other or even comparing their cock size and asked me which one is bigger etc. We became very close but never cross the boundary. Sometimes in the middle of the night, he would accidentally hold me in his arms and realized it was me, he would let go and apologized. One day, I told him im cool with that. Maybe that was the best hint I could give and I love it! ever since then, he would hold me in his arms, we shared a lot of things before bed until we fell asleep. Many times I woke up in the morning, feeling his hard cock on my back, making me horny and I started to have dirty thoughts about having sex with him. Of course, he was curious about my sexuality as I never mentioned anything about it, nor talking bout any hot encounters. So he finally asked if I like man or woman. I told him as far as I know, naked women dont make my heart beats than the naked men do. I could see the curiosity on his face. We cuddled up, he asked so many questions from my experience to my fantasies, then he surprised me at this point by telling me he has actually thought about having sex with guys but never met one. He adjusted his body so that he's looking down at me, his face was so close to me and asked "tell me, have you ever kissed anyone before?" I shook my head and told him, I have zero sexual experience. He smiled and asked again "Do you want to know how it feels when you kiss someone?" I pulled my naive card out and said yes but I dont have anyone to experience it with. Then he asked me to close my eyes and next I felt his soft lips touching mine, his big lips mounted on mine, sucking it softly before his tongue unsealed my lips, immediately his breath rushed into my mouth, little stink but to me its the taste of a man. i remember i moan softly. Thats when he rolled his body on top of me and the tongue was all the way inside my mouth exploring. He's definitely still one of the good kissers i know today. The pillow talks between us continued after kissing, he has more questions about me and from the Q&A we figured out im more of a bottom. He took my first kiss and then not long after that incident, one day, I was on my knees sucking my first cock with his guidance to make him feel good. He didnt cum in my mouth. He always pushed my head away, let me watch him stroking and cumming on his chest and belly, then let me smell it but I never get to taste his cum. We have been kissing, cuddling, sometimes giving him bj, thats all. That has slowly fulfilled my fantasies one by one and I started to fantasize about being fucked by him. This day has finally arrived, the parents were taking the kids for a trip during school break. We chose to stay home because the brother told me he will teach me more about sex. When the parents left, he handed me a bottle of liquid and asked me to clean up myself before he came home from work. This first lesson was the beginning of my real sexual life. He explained sex between him and his girl and demonstrated it using my body. He held me from the sideway, we kissed, touched, all these are nothing new to me until his warm hand rubbed my thigh and moved to my ass. His finger touched my hole. it felt good, he ran his finger on the surface of my pink hole, back and forth, up and down. my heart was pounding. Next, i felt his warm shaft, the head replaced the finger, rubbing on the hole, the sensation was a bit different and of course it was his precum. This is my favorite part of his explanation where he gets excited rubbing the hole and he will ooze so much precum on his girl's pussy, it keeps buiding up until its wet enough to let him enter. I wanted him to enter me so badly, i wanted more of his precum! i asked how can i make more precum out of him. He made me kiss him, apparently, soft lips and the kissing turns him on a lot and very soon my hole was wet with his precum. He pushed the head on the hole instead of rubbing it, the more he poked it, i got itched and wanted more and he did give me more by entering the head. I was in heaven for a second till his shaft stretching my tight hole, i regret coz its painful and the thought of having him inside me has gone lol. Anyway, he's so good at this, he didnt push further but pull out, using the head to slowly slide in and out. In between some pushes, he would pushed further. Few minutes later, I must be too tight so he grabbed a brown bottle, telling me it will relax me my muscles which will remove the pain. I took a hit of it, another hit on the other nostril, suddenly i felt like im going to pass out but at the same time, I want him inside me again. At this point, his head was pushing passed the limit, holding it there and sure enough, when the poppers kicked in, i felt my body pulling his manhood inside me. I pushed back a little as he held me tight in his arms and fucked me slowly. "Do you like it?" i nodded and moan softly. When the poppers effect has gone, I realized he didnt wear condom so I requested him to put it on. His excuse was, he produced enough precum to guide him inside me, if he pulled out, his cock will get soft and we would be done. Of course I wanted him to continue. He said he's good and can control himself for not cumming inside me and added that I will not be pregnant if he shoot inside my guts, told me not to worry. I believed it and took another hits of poppers and i started to enjoy his full length of 7.5" inside me and making love to me. Each time he drilled, I wanted him to go deeper. This time, he suggested that when he grabbed the brown bottle next time, i would obey and sniff hard on both sides of my nostrils, i submitted. It felt so good having him on my back, fucking me slow and deep... His breath became heavier followed by his whisper on my ear "it feels so good, my girl usually let me cum in this position" "Do you hold till last second and pull out to shoot?" "Depends, she loves it when i dont pull out" He grabbed the brown bottle, took couple hits and passed it to me. I sniffed harder than before as he told. He pushed so deep inside me as my ass was rubbing his hairy pubes. Instantly, I became slutty and asked him to fuck me. He didnt pound hard but did the short slow stroke while whispering and begging "I'm getting close, I'm going to cum, please, let me cum inside you? please?" Thanks to the poppers, i wanted it but didnt agree to it. The thought of his bare cock thrusting in my hole and having him spray his cum inside me hasbrought me to the climax and I started cumming on the bed sheet. He started to pull out, i shouted "dont!" but when his head reached the edge, i felt his cumshot in my ass as he shot from the hole deep inside me while slowly pushed all the way back in and collapsed on my back, continued to make love to me. We fucked again in the morning. whenever he didnt meet anyone, I was his backup. He never asked, when he rubbed his precum on my hole, i knew the mating process will follow and I would let him. He also told his best friend about what we did. I will share the second part of the story when I had sex with his best friend.

I was cruising CL not too long ago when I came across an interesting post. "Blindfolded bottom wanted" was the subject, and it had me intrigued immediately. The poster was a top who provided no other personal information about himself. Here was a guy who was looking to walk into someone's house, find him blindfolded and ass up, prelubed and ready to be fucked. No talking, no foreplay, just hot fucking. Those of you who read my story from back in January will already know that this is my kind of scene. I sent him a note with a pic of my eager hole (gaped wide by the guy who was kind enough to stop fucking me long enough to take it!) and waited. In less than 5 minutes, it was on. We went back and forth for a while with directions and instructions (he wanted me in my foyer, on the floor, blindfolded with a scarf and with my lube next to me on the floor). My hole twitched at the thought of being used by another random, unseen stranger. Then came the disappointment - he only played "safe." He told me he would bring the condom. As with my Philly dark room stranger, I was disappointed, but didn't let on. I needed a cock in my ass. He must have asked me three times if I was thinking about backing out. Clearly he's had guys flake or cancel on him plenty of times before. It is CL after all, and this isn't a scene for just anyone. But as we've seen before it's definitely mine! At the appointed time, I turned out all the lights in my house, and just left the porch light on. That was how he would be able to see me in the darkened house when he arrived. I tied a winter scarf around my eyes and got down on all 4's, completely naked, with my ass pointed toward the door. My brown bottle didn't stray far from my nose as I waited in silence for his footsteps to approach. I didn't have to wait long. The door opened and I heard the rustle of fabric as he shed his clothes. Then I felt his fingers on my ass, caressing one cheek, then the other, then slipping into my crack to find my hole. With an approving grunt, he knelt down behind me and pushed my knees apart to position me in line with his cock. I felt just the tip nudge against my hole, and realized that he had never stopped to wrap his cock. Was I going to be made to take this complete stranger's load? YES! He slid about half of his shaft inside me, pausing with a sigh to relish the velvety smoothness of my hole. Neither of us said anything, but I gave an enthusiastic grunt to let him know that he felt as good to me as I did to him. That was all he needed. As he slid in and out of my hole - pulling out entirely from time to time to tease me with the head before plunging back in - the brown bottle made regular trips to my nose and I was in heaven! His balls slapped against mine and he repeatedly slapped my ass as his thrusts quickened, and I could feel his shaft getting even harder inside my hole as the sperm began flowing out of his balls. With a gasp, he lurched and gripped my hips extra-tight, and I could feel his cock jerking and spasming deep inside me as he blew his load. With one last slap of my ass he pulled out, and I felt his cum running down my balls to drip on the floor beneath me. He dressed, the last sound I heard being his zipper before the door opened and my stranger disappeared into the night.

It has been about a month and a half since I found out I am HIV+. It was very rocky and hard to accept in the beginning, but I got past that acceptance part of it. I have had a lot of support from BBRT members in the beginning and it was a great help. I have been seeing an ID specialist and will be getting on meds very soon, once I get all the stuff for ADAP together. What I am wondering, and I hope some poz guys on here can share their experiences, is at what point after finding out you are poz does life go back to normal? Now, when I say normal, what I mean is being able to live your life comfortably in your own skin as you had before you were poz. I know that life is changed forever when you find out you are poz and that it is a big game changer. However, I am thankful for the fact that the new medications will likely let me live a long, healthy life and that this is not a death sentence like it used to be. I have been able to accept that I am poz. I am not in denial about it. What I haven't been able to get past are the feelings of self-blame (I am constantly beating myself up for "letting" myself get HIV), hopelessness (I feel like my future is ruined and I won't be able to achieve my goals in life) and overall sadness. No matter what I am doing or thinking about during the day, the HIV thoughts just keep jumping in on me. I feel like the "old me" is gone. The "old me" used to be upbeat and I used to get excited about the things I love in life (traveling, being amongst friends/family, music, sports, etc). The "new me" is just a guy who is trying to function and make it through each day in this new life with HIV, just going through the motions. I guess that pretty much equals depression. As much as I try to tell myself that everything is going to be OK and I am going to live a long healthy life, I always counter it with feelings that I failed myself and ruined my life anyway, so what's the point? I know I am not the only one to go through this, however, it seems to me that there are many guys who have been able to get their life back. What I am curious to know from other guys' experiences are- when did those negative feelings lift off of you and go away? When did you get the "old you" back? At what point did this new life that you thought was going to be dreadful turn out to just be regular old life, but plus one or two extra pills a day and an extra four doctor visits a year? When did constant thoughts of HIV stop haunting you and you were able to make it through the day without having to think about it?

Have you guys ever met a top man who just loves ass. Loves to rim it, play with it, fuck it, likes it more than anything else, as far as sex goes?

It took me three years of daily seeding and lots of beatings, bondage and extreme discipline to get my son to accept that he was going to like gay sex and ask for it. The breeding he was getting didn't occur to him. It was the ultimate breeding and I let it go full blown like I was so I could teach him how to breed. Now I come home from work and he's got another high school freshman tied down and already flooded with his toxic cum. The kid looked around to see if I was going to save him. I just talked to my son and took my cock out to jerk off. This was the third week in a row.

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

A few months ago I wrote a topic about how I'm loosing more and more control over my normale life. I'm getting more and more consumed by my purpose of breeding and working out. Since I wrote that topic in June it has actually gotten worse... I still don't know if it is a good thing or a bad thing. For the past months I have been a terrible friend in terms of contact and interest, and all the spare time I had in these past months were filled with working out, hunting for ass and breeding. The more I do it, the more it consumes me. It's like working out and breeding strengthen each other. The more I breed and work out, the more I feel my intelligence slipping away. I know I was born a breeder. It is my purpose. My body, my brain, my muscles, my balls, my cock, all made for that purpose alone. But like I said... is it worth it to loose any other aspect of my life in favor of breeding and building muscle? Deep down I know I can be the most happy if I breed and build more muscle. I think I eventually end up working in a gym. Infest myself with more and more testosterone. Breed more and more. And more and more. Become and brainless jock.

Thanks for posting! This is something I'm still dreaming about and you're very lucky. And it was definitely not too long -I get off on the details, so the more the better.

If we were together I would love to be bred by you. On the other hand, you will never find true happiness in life without some balance. Losing friends just to breed may seem like some fun, but friends can be there when you are down to help bring you back up. Hope you find yourself soon.

I also love anyone who fucks me and breeds my hole, but I wouldn't say that I have "great respect" for all those who've creamed my hole. Some haven't even been tops but just horny bottoms looking to get off. For me, just because someone fucks and breeds doesn't make him a top or even a versatile-top. There are so many total bottoms who need to get off so they look for a willing hole to shoot in. What I'm talking about here is the admiration and respect that I have for REAL tops, those guys who really enjoy fucking for the sake of fucking. They can fuck for a long time without shooting. Those are the ones that I respect and in a way envy because I see how much they enjoy fucking.

part 2 is missing part 3: Trolley Cops – More and More By stimle (smapdi@mindspring.com) Here's where we left off last time: He bent over Luis, his mouth barely two inches from Luis' full red lips. "How you feelin' there puta? You fucked with the wrong people I tell ya. But you're takin' it like the whore you are. Your cunt's gonna see so much action tonight you're gonna have to install a turnstile." Luis could understand what was being said, but his mind was so focused on the itch that was starting up in his ass again that he just nodded. "Boys," Rico said, looking around. "We've got ourselves a cunt boy. Who's up first?" Rafael jumped up. "Oh man, let me. I wanna pay him back for jumpin' me out the other day," he said, walking over to the table. "Oh, this cunt looks ripe for the fuckin'." Luis glared at Rafael but was obviously in no position to fight back. Plus his dick was still so hard and his ass seemed to have a tingly, itchy feeling in it since Michael had fucked him. What was happening to him? He still hadn't noticed the baggie of cocaine sitting next to his leg. "Just make sure you keep him all nice and lubed up, Rafie," Rico said, squeezing a small amount of KY onto Rafael's hand and mixing some cocaine into it. "Luis here likes his clitty primed before it's plowed. And he also likes his teenie weenie stroked." "Fuck you, Rico," Luis snarled. The stupid hottie was letting Rico bait him and was only getting himself in deeper and deeper with every insult he threw back. "Oh, I'll take care of our Pussy Boy nice and good, Rico," Rafael said, rubbing his thumb over Luis' prick tip, basting it with the cocaine and cum mixture. He also had two fingers, coated with the mixture, sliding in and out of Luis' ass. "Unnngggg....!!!" Luis moaned as the drug did its trick. Why were the fingers up his ass making him feel so good, yet making him want more? And his dick was now getting even harder. He ignored his confusion and continued to moan. "That's right, Pussy Boy," Rafael said gently. "Yeah... you know you want my big dick in your tight pussy, don't you?" "Mmmm..." Luis moaned, unable to figure out why his body was reacting in such a way. He was straight. He loved to fuck chicks. He lived to bang pussy. He groaned again as Rafael's cock entered his ass and began to sluice in and out, bumping and grazing his fuck nut. Rafael had also sped up jerking on Luis' dick and Luis knew he was about to cum. "Arrr.... gonna ccc..ccummmm...." And with that, his dick shot several streams of fuck juice straight up in the air, landing on his stomach and chest. As Rafael continued to fuck Luis, Rico turned his attention to Michael. The hot stud was lying on the couch, butt plug securely in place and his erect cock burping pre-fuck. Tony and Vinny were taking turns flicking his rubbery nipples and stroking his enormous cock. Michael, completely drugged up and dazed, was moaning and breathing and smiling. "Ohhh... yeah.... mmmmm... yess...." he hissed. He was so fucked up he had no idea it was a bunch of guys getting him off. "Ohhhnnnn.... I love it when you do that....." he managed to slur. He thought he was being pleasured by his girlfriend. His body was twisting and contorting as the strong hands roamed over it. Rico kissed Michael on the mouth, letting his tongue gently flit in. Michael, in his buzzed condition, returned the kiss. For a full minute the two French kissed while Luis, mouth agape, looked on. What the fuck!? Why was Michael kissing Rico? Luis had been distracted when Michael was being worked over initially and didn't know that his poor roommate was drugged out of his fuckin' mind and didn't have any idea what he was doing or that he had a vibrating butt plug up his ass. All Luis knew was that from where he was, it looked like his best friend was getting it on with Rico and the guys. The he turned his attention back to the sensations in his ass and dick. Oh... shit... why did he feel such relief when some fag's dick was up his ass? What was wrong with him? Rico turned his eyes toward Luis and saw the bound stud staring at him. He broke off his kiss with Michael, who, in his warped state, protested, reaching out his hand to pull Rico's lips to his face, and then began to softly kiss and lick his chest. Finally he reached Michael's rigid dick which was sticking straight up like the Washington Monument. In one quick motion Rico engulfed it and began to bob up and down, lathing the sensitive tip with his magic tongue. Michael went crazy. "Ohhh.... mmmm..... that's it.... yeaahhhhh......" he babbled as Rico suctioned his dick and played with his nipples. The butt plug began its vibrating cycle and Michael's body began to twist and thrash. "Yeah, Mikey, you love this, don't you," Rico said, loud enough for Luis to hear him. "Yesss...." came Michael's reply. For the next two hours Tony, Martin, Rafael, Johnny, Vinny and Rico all took turns fucking Luis, keeping the itch in his ass satisfied. They also took turns pleasuring Michael, sucking him off and playing with his magnificent upper body, all the while keeping the vibrating butt plug screwed up his tight ass. Whenever Luis wasn't glowering their way, they gave Michael more drugs to make sure he stayed out of it. Not only were they physically fucking Luis, they were also fucking with his mind. They were trying to make him believe that his roommate was willingly giving up his body as a plaything while he, Luis, was tied down getting fucked over and over. And it was beginning to work. Luis, strapped down with a dick pumping in and out of each end, didn't know what to think any more. To top it all off, the last fuck of the night was given by Michael. The guys had all been taking turns working him up again and he was so horny and drugged up that he was babbling incoherently. Rico walked him over to Luis, his tongue in his ear, whispering. "Yeah..." Michael said softly, apparently repeating what Luis had been whispering into his drug-addled mind. "More cunt.... yeah... pussy...." As Michael began fucking Luis' ass again, ramming his giant rod in and out of Luis' sloppy asshole, the Italian stud could only stare in shock as his roommate, his best friend, fucked him. Calling him pussy and cunt, smiling the whole time. What the fuckin' hell was going on? And why was Michael doing this to him? Luis didn't know whether to be pissed off or relieved that the itch in his ass was being taken care of. Michael's hips sped up and he began to shoot his seed up Luis' ass. It ran out the cum-filled chute and dripped down onto the floor. Michael collapsed into Rico's arms, still smiling. "Let's clean you up, Mikey," he said as he helped the hapless stud back to the couch and removed the butt plug. He instructed Vinny and Tony to get him some washcloths and a pot of warm water and, as Luis watched, he gave Michael an erotic sponge bath. The drugs in Michael's system had fucked with his brain so much that he had no idea what was going on, only that he as feeling pleasure and sensations he'd never felt before. He felt safe and secure and Rico gently cleaned the fuck slop off his body. When Michael was cleaned up, Rico put a fresh pair of briefs on him, keeping the shredded pair as a trophy. He laid the studly cop on the couch and covered him with a blanket. "Sweet dreams, Mikey," he said, kissing him on the forehead. Michael moaned something unintelligible. He was so tired and drugged up that he immediately fell asleep. "I think it's time to go, guys," Rico announced, going back over to Luis. Martin was in the process of fucking the bound stud's face and pulled out, letting his load of spooge land on Luis' face. "Should we untie him?" he asked, reaching for the rope. "No," Rico replied, shaking his head, staring into Luis' angry eyes. "Let's keep our new Cunt right where he is. But I don't want him screaming out and waking up Mikey or the neighborhood so bring me the chloroform." Rico had Michael's shredded briefs in his back pocket and poured a small amount of chloroform onto them. "Time to go night night, Pussy Boy," he said to Luis as he moved into position. Luis knew what was coming and still fought it, turning his head and straining at his bonds. "Oh, Luis," Rico said, sounding exasperated. "Such a big strong Pussy Boy, aren't we? What's wrong? You don't wanna go to sleep? You want Rico to keep playing with your clitty?" "I'm gonna kill you," Luis muttered, looking Rico directly in the eyes. "I don't think so," Rico said. "You'd miss me. You'd miss this too much," he said, unzipping his fly and hauling out his cock. He rubbed his dick across Luis' face. "You'd miss this up your cunt." Before Luis could reply, Rico pressed the chloroformed underwear onto his face and held them in place. Luis' eyes bulged out as he tried to fight the fumes that he knew would put him into a sweet slumber. Yet, he didn't break eye contact with Rico. He refused to give the Latino hunk the upper hand. Even though he'd been fucked and raped and abused, he wasn't gonna give up. He'd find a way to get back at Rico. He wouldn't let that... the chloroform took over and Luis' eyes slid shut. He was out. "Okay guys," Rico said, pocketing the briefs. "Let's get our stuff and head on out." While Luis lay passed out from the chloroform, still tied to the table and dripping with fuck slop, Michael peacefully dozed on the sofa just a few feet away, all warm and clean. Rico and the guys cleaned up the place, gathered their gear and left. Michael and Luis would be out for at least a couple of hours, considering the workout they'd just endured. As Michael slumbered away, dreaming of Julie, he thought he heard a voice in the distance calling out his name... Michael!... Michael!.... The voice was getting louder. "Michael!" Luis cried out. "Wake the fuck up!" Michael opened his eyes and looked around. Why was he on the couch? He looked at the clock. How did he sleep until 9:00 a.m.? His internal alarm clock usually had him up no later than 6:30 a.m. Then he heard Luis yelling his name again and he jerked his head toward the sound. What he saw shocked him. There was Luis, naked, tied spread-eagled to the table. "What the fu...?" he started to say. "It's about fuckin' time you woke up. Now get over here and untie me you asshole." Michael got up and tried to undo Luis' bonds but they were too tight. "Let me get a knife," he said as he ran to the kitchen. The events of the night before began to float back to him, but just in flashes. He remembered walking in and seeing Luis tied up, but that was it. "What happened?" he asked as he sliced through the ropes tying his roommate down. Luis said up, rubbing his wrists. His chest was coated with drying cum and there was more of the swill dripping from his ass. "Like you don't know," he snarled, a look of pure hatred on his face. Michael put his hands up and stepped back. "Whoah, buddy. I don't know what you're talkin' about. Alls I remember is walkin' in and seein' you. Then.... nothing." "Bullshit!" Luis snapped. "You were right there with Rico, calling me pussy and cunt. And then you fucked me. Twice!" Michael's eyes widened and his jaw dropped. "What? No... no... that's not true. I'd never do that to you or anybody!" "Well you did, `Mikey,'" Luis said angrily, not realizing that he'd just used Rico's pet name on Michael. "You and the rest of `em just smiled and fucked me like I was some whore." Michael didn't know what to think or do or say. "Honest, Luis... I don't know what happened. You know me. You know I wouldn't... couldn't do that to you. You're my best friend." Luis slid off the table, stretching his aching body. "Yeah, well... you did." He stomped off to his room and slammed the door. Michael stood where he was, speechless. What had happened? Had he really fucked his roommate? He couldn't believe it, but then again, why would Luis lie about something like that? He just stood there until in a daze until he heard Luis' shower turn on. Then he snapped out of it and started cleaning up the mess on the table and the floor. He was gonna have to rent a steamer or something to get this shit out of the carpet. He got down on his hands and knees and began to scrub at the carpet with a scrub brush when he suddenly felt his own body. His dick was sore as were his nipples. And his butt kinda hurt. He sat back on his haunches and pulled his briefs away from his crotch and looked down. His dick was red and looked raw. He put his hand on his ass and felt a stinging, tingling sensation. Something had happened. He stood up and looked into the mirror on the wall. His nipples were red, too. He tried to reach back in his mind but all he remembered was being grabbed and sniffing the poppers. They musta drugged him good because he couldn't remember a thing. No wonder Luis was so pissed. Michael threw on a pair of sweats and went back to cleaning. Then he remembered he was supposed to spend the day with Julie, but after last night and the soreness he was experiencing, he was going to have to put it off. He picked up the phone and called her. He told her that he got called into work on his day off and couldn't get out of it. Julie didn't question his lie. Michael was so tired. He'd only had a few hours of sleep and decided to take a nap. As he was going to his room Luis was just coming out of his. He was dressed and it looked like he was going out. "You going somewhere?" Michael asked and Luis brushed past him. "Yeah, I'm gonna go find your buddy and kick the shit out of him." "Hey," Michael said, grabbing Luis by the shoulder. Luis pulled away. "Get you fuckin' hands off me," he spat. But Michael didn't let go. "Luis," he said, trying to reason with him. "I said I'm sorry. I don't remember anything. I've been wracking my brain but I can't remember anything. They musta drugged me or something. Hell, when I came in you were already tied up and I tried to rescue you!" Finally Luis let out a deep sigh. "I know, I know, Mikey," again unaware that he called him Mickey instead of Michael. "It's just that... well..." He wasn't about to tell Michael that while he'd just been showering and washing all the sex swill from his body, his finger had grazed his asshole and he had felt a tingle. He buried the thought. He couldn't let himself think about that. "I know," Michael said. "But going after Rico isn't the thing to do. He's smart. Did you ever stop to think that he's playing with you?" "I gotta do something," Luis said. "Maybe I'll just drive around for awhile. I gotta get outta here." He grabbed his keys and left. Michael heard him drive off and went to lie down. As Luis drove through the streets he became angry again and found himself driving through Rico's neighborhood. Of course, Rico and his pals were nowhere to be found. Finally, after what seemed like hours of driving he pulled up to Trophy's. It was nearly 1:00 p.m. and he hadn't eaten anything for breakfast. The place was packed with sports fans watching football. He found a place at the bar and ordered a hamburger and fries. And a shot of tequila. One shot turned to two and then to three. He was just about to order a fourth when someone slid into the stool next to his. "Is anybody sitting here?" a female voice asked. Luis looked up. Shit, she was hot! "Uh, no..." he said. "Have a seat." He suddenly realized that he was horny and could feel his cock getting hard. Unnggghhh... He couldn't keep from looking at her and he noticed that she kept returning his glances. "I'm Luis," he said. "Hi Luis. I'm Karla." "Can I buy you a drink?" he asked. "That would be nice. I'll have a glass of white wine," she said. Luis flagged the bartender and ordered a glass of wine for Karla and another shot of tequila for himself. After about half an hour of flirting, a second glass of wine for Karla and a fifth shot of tequila for himself, Luis asked Karla if she wanted to go somewhere more private. Karla smiled. "I'd love to." She kept looking down at his ample crotch. "I live a couple miles from here," she said. "Wanna go to my place?" Luis nodded. "Yeah, I do." "I think I should drive," Karla said. "You've had a bit too much to drink." Luis smiled and agreed with her and they got into her red sports car. A few minutes later they were at her apartment. The practically sprinted inside. "Sit down and make yourself comfortable," Karla said as she put down her keys and purse. "Would you like a drink?" "I'll have a beer if you got it," Luis replied. "I'll be back in a sec," she said as she headed into the kitchen. She came back a minute later with two frosted glasses of beer. She handed one to Luis as she sat next to him on the couch, and snuggled up to him. Luis took a drink of his beer and put his arm around Karla. He softly squeezed her shoulder as she ran her hand up his inner thigh to his crotch. It was radiating some major heat. He finished his drink and set down the empty glass. "Should we take this to the bedroom?" she asked. Not bothering to wait for an answer, she took Luis by the hand and led the way to her room, closing the door behind her. Once inside she slid out of her dress and let him remove her bra. "Oh baby, you're so beautiful," Luis said as he pulled his shirt over his head. He took her breasts in his hands and as he fondled them she undid his pants and lowered them. He kicked his shoes off and stepped out of his jeans. They fell down onto the bed and began to kiss and touch each other everywhere. "Mmmm... this feels good..." Luis said. "I don't know if it's the tequila or you, but I'm feelin' great." Karla smiled as she cupped his big balls and gave them a squeeze. "I think it was the beer," she said with a smirk. "The beer?" Luis asked, confused. "Yeah," Karla replied. "Aren't you feeling all nice and relaxed?" She reached into his briefs and stroked his hard cock. "Yeah," Luis said, feeling a little dazed now. He looked at Karla and the smile on her face. "What did you do?" "Just a little GHB I got from a friend. It should put you in the right mood," she said. Luis looked at her again as his head began to spin. "The `right' mood? For what?" "For me," a voice said from behind him. Luis didn't even have to turn around to know it was Rico.

One of my regulars in one of my favorite sextour cities is a cop! I found out on our 4th fuck when I was hosting anon tops to come over and breed me at a known sleazy motel. I was ass up on the bed (as is usual lol) and in he walks in in full uniform and holster. When he walked in he said "you're busted!". I was of course shocked and thought "fuck, I'm in trouble!" but dropped his holster and trousers and climbed on top of me wearing his shirt and bulletproof vest and pumped a big load into me, fast and rough (as he usually does). He put on his trousers and holster and said he had to go because his partner was down in the car waiting!! It was so HOT!! He's visited me on a few other occasions in full uniform since then, with his partner always in the car waiting while he checked out "a private tip from an informant"!! One of these days his partner's gonna come up with him...oh how I pray he does--two cops, yowsah!!

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Chapter 2: I met Mike a couple of years back when I was just 21, a few weeks from my 22nd birthday, and we quickly became regular fuckbuds. At that time, I thought I was sexually adventurous. Mike, however, opened me up more sexually. Mike fucked me, occasionally shared his piss with me, and my favorite part, he liked group sex and took me to sex parties. It took almost no time before I was chasing the bug with him. I had always barebacked, without giving it much thought, now I hungry for a poz man’s cock. I wouldn’t say we were ever dating, but we were close, we had a lot of sex, and spent a lot of time together. I met Mike on BBRT. Another cute versatile guy among the hundreds. Mike’s profile listed his stats as 24, 5’7”, 135lbs, large cock and his HIV status read, 'Ask me'. I wasn’t sure about that part but I really wanted that cock in me; I was hot for him. I unlocked my pics and noticed he checked out my profile. A minute or two later he had unlocked and I had emails from him. I thought about it and supposed 'Ask me' might well mean he was HIV+, but I was interested, I replied and simply asked. Mike’s reply was “I'm probably neg, but always bareback and want guys to ask." "Why not just say 'Not sure'", I asked. He had no answer, but only replied “Looking .. text me,” giving me his number. I showered and cleaned out and in about 30 minutes was at his front door. He answered the door, looked like pics, but he had serious bed head. He was wearing a t-shirt and nothing else. We made eye contact, I smiled, “Haaaa… looks like I’m overdressed” I said, and in attempt to impress him, stripped right there in the foyer. He kissed me, “Let’s go to my bedroom.” He led me down the hall, I sat on the end of his bed, him standing over me, and we kissed again. It was amazing, his lips were so soft and when his tongue invaded my mouth I got an instant hard-on. He looked down at me, “You’re neg too?” I nodded, “Cool,” he murmured. I kept the eye contact as I lowered myself to my knees, licked the head of his cock while he watched, “Ahhhh … mmmmm … feels good," he moaned. I went slowly, licking the slit, then the head, then taking as much of his cock in as I could get. Back and forth I repeated the motions. I knew it was working, in 3.2 seconds he had become a leaky faucet of precum, and I was greedily swallowing every drop. His hands rested on my head as I serviced him. “Stand up," he ordered, and upon doing so, he again kissed me. Mike pointed to the bed, “Turn around and get on all fours. Show me that hot hole of yours." I climbed on the bed, head down, ass up, spreading my legs and ass with it – I wanted to feel vulnerable and exposed. I wanted him to fuck me. “So hot”, I hear him say softly. He got up on the bed close to me, and ran his hand over my ass and lightly into the crack … teasing. I heard what sounded like him pulling a finger from his mouth, then I felt pain, he shoved his middle finger right up inside me. “Ahhhhh … ahhhh,” I gasped. In a subdued voice he remarked “Mmmmm … Yeah that’s what you want … oh fuck that’s a nice, tight hole." I knew he was just looking down at me – lightly massaging inside me, this time he spoke up, “Yeah I’m gonna fuck and breed you like a little bitch. You’re queer for my seed ain’tcha?” The words were like a drug, “Yes … Yes I am." “Yes, what? You want this raw cock and seed?” This time I didn’t hold back, “Fuck yes I do! Fuck I want that raw cock and seed!" “That’s right boy .. mmmmm .. gonna breed that ass so deep.” Mike removed his finger from my ass, leaned in a little bit and then I could hear the lube as he stroked some on his cock a few times, then another squeeze, and I could feel cold lube running into the crack of my ass. “Bitch, it's time to breed that hole." He then placed one of his hands on my waist and I knew the other was on his cock; I could feel his cock head touching my hole. Mike was about to put that hot cock where his finger had been. I wanted it. I pushed back a little let him know. “Ahhhh … ! Ahhhhh fuck!”, I cried out as he pushed in and his big dick invaded the tight space of my ass. “That’s right boy … fuck, … ahhhh … that’s right, fuck … give that ass to me … gonna breed you so deep – fill you with cum." I knew Mike could feel how tight I was but it didn’t stop him from using slow, constant pressure n his cock, “That’s it … so hot … ahhhh… ahhhh... fuck yeah, .. fuck yeah," and he bottomed out, “That’s all of me babe … got that raw cock all the way in." I moaned, “MMMMMMMM”, it stung but feeling his hairy nuts touching my ass made me want his load that much more. He moved back out almost as slowly as he entered, then back in again. It didn’t take very long before he was pounding my ass hard. I could hear his balls slapping against my ass as he pushed all the way in. "Fuck me, mmmmmm… fuck … fuck … yeah, fuck me," I begged. Mike now grunted in reply “Fuck yeah, take my cock, bitch!” I kept my face down in the comforter as he rode my ass like a pro. I had been fucked many times before but Mike was riding this ass like a champion at a Rodeo. “Spread your cheeks more for me”, I reached back, “Yeah like that… like that”, it felt like that raw cock pushed in a little deeper, if that was even possible. “Fuck yeah … breed my ass … I want it. Fuck .. fuck .. yeah you want this dirty load don’t you?” I had no idea what we were even saying, “Yeah, I do," I replied. I was too involved to give any other reply. Mike rode me like that for a solid 10 minutes and I could tell from his grunts he was about to go over the edge. “ahhhhh … I’m close … fuck! … I’m getting close babe, … gonna dump this huge load inside you … ahhhh”, “Fuck yea … fuck I want it”. Mike made a few final firmly planted thrusts, and then it happened, “AHHHHHHHHHHHH … FUCKKKKK … FUCKKKKKK”, I felt him make one final thrust in deep and I knew he was squirting his load into my guts. “FUCK!”, he shouted, as I felt his cock spasm and the sweat from his balls against me. There was no mistaking I had just taken another man’s cum. We were both hot and sweating when the a/c kicked on … we stayed connected like that for a few more minutes, neither one of us wanting to move or let his cock slip out of my hole. “That was so hot .. did you get what you wanted?” It seemed a bit of an odd question, but I just replied with, “Fuck yeah I did. I wanted your big load. It was so hot." Mike withdrew and lay down beside me and we started to share soft kisses as we lay there just soaking in the whole experience. “So you like this raw cock huh?” “Love it … that was so hot.” “Nice … we gonna do it again?” I replied “Hell yeah, anytime.” “You up for group fun sometime, too? Fuck bud of mine loves breeding ass … he usually just fucks me." The image of Mike taking raw cock while fucking me went through my head, “Bareback?” “Yeah, it's the only way I get fucked," he replied. I just laughed, “Yeah, I’m up for that anytime." Mike looked at me, “Kevin … he’s poz … that still cool?” I hadn’t given it any thought before, but this made me acknowledge, even as hot as he was, I had just let another guy I didn’t really know cum inside my ass. I know there was a risk, but in the few seconds it took me to process his question I could tell he wasn’t sure if he should’ve said anything, so I just spit out, “I’m good … yeah,.. yeah, it's cool.” “You sure? I gotta say, I fuckin' love his cock too." “I’m sure, yeah, I’m sure. Will he want to fuck me?” “He might. Yeah, I think so. You might as well let him." “Yeah.” “You just took my cum, and he’s been fucking me for a while now.” I smiled back at Mike, “Yeah, he can definitely fuck me if he wants.” I swallowed hard, then I just kissed him. Mike just smiled a mischievous grin.

I went to Atlanta Monday and stayed in a hotel on Cheshire Bridge Road. I put an ad on BBRT and Craigslist that I was face down ass up. The first guy showed up and shut the door behind him (it was unlocked), and started rubbing my ass. Another guy knocked on the door, so the first guy left and the second guy fucked me and bred me with a big load. When he left the first guy came back and fucked me. A few minutes after he left the third guy came in and fucked me. By this time my hole was getting sloppy, but it felt so good. A fourth guy knocked right when the 3rd guy finished, and he came in and immediately started fucking me. After the 5th guy there was a break, so I put up another quick connect ad on BBRT, but this time I put the hotel name and which part and floor I was on, and that drapes were cracked open and the door was unlocked. Four guys showed up over the next hour, and during a lull in the action I went to my car to get my bag. I saw a tall skinny young black guy walking, so I motioned to him and walked back to my room. I pulled my shorts down and flashed my ass and looked back and he was coming fast. I went in my room and left the door cracked open and stripped, and he came right in. He fucked me for over 2 hours. While he was fucking me the drapes were slightly open, and a few guys knocked on the door. But he didn't want to stop or let them in, he kept fucking. I could see guys looking in the window. When he finally finished, 3 guys in a row came in and took turns fucking me. It was 2am by now, and I was exhausted so I closed the drapes, locked the door, and went to bed. At 3:15, a guy knocked on the door, so I let him in and he fucked me and left. Around 4am, my room phone rang. I answered and a black guy asked if I was still taking nut. I told him yes, he told me to unlock the door and be ready. He arrived around 4:15 and stuck his dick in my mouth. It was big, and heavy, and thick, and black. I sucked him until he was so hard and big it wouldn't fit in my mouth, then he went behind me and fuck me and bred me. When he left I was going to go back to bed, but another guy was waiting outside and came in when he opened the door. So he fucked me. Now my ass really was a mess, leaking so much cum from black guys. I took over 12 loads but I don't remember exactly how many. I didn't say no to any of the hung black guys who wanted to use my slutty white ass, I let them all breed me. I'm going back next week.

German cum dump is in SF from 15th-23rd of August. I am looking for group fun. Anything is possible. Ready to whore me out? Where is a good party going on?

I am about the same size in length and girth. I still refer to it as 'average' as I always think guys expect Large to be 8" or more and guys would be disappointed and expected bigger when they see it in real life and I have listed it as 'L'. Not that it matters much as I am a bottom. But some guys do like to play with it before they attack my hole ;-)

I, as a top, can admit im pretty selfish, but I know there are many bottoms who answer to that desire and that selfishness. In the end, knowing my bottoms enjoys it as well add a lot to the whole breeding ritual.

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

In January 2016 I tested POZ with a VL of 700,000 & a CD4 310. I started Altripa right away and in 6 months my is now VL 600,000.

Your story isn't lame - everyone gets started with their first time. I think it's pretty hot that you swallowed his load to show him that you're "grateful" Even though it was last year, you've joined this site and you're probably getting off reading other experiences and admitting what you did. I'll bet you'll have more stories soon and hope you post them!! The fact your pics are pretty much all ass pics is telling too - you might be letting the next guy just "stick the head in" to show you're grateful for the great rim job one of the these times - I hope so!

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whats not polite, he's right nelly26 who is really going to believe in that story about being in PJ's in walmart. I did not see anyone being not polite, Maybe you can explain at length what is being un polite for the rest of us ?

Pleas don't take this the wrong way but sexual infatuation can be as dangerous as drugs. So I I were you I would take a cold shower, go on a trip, or hit yourself in the head with a hammer a few times...anything that will bring you back to reality and give you perspective because you are getting way ahead of yourself.

i just hooked up with the sexiest man ive ever had sex with. i had to tell you guys. .. i cant explain it. theres something animal about him. something primal. i think im gonna have bruises ... like all over me. im kinda terrified how into him i am. im still shaking. he said he was just here visiting, he was here for a job interview but he wasnt interested, but after he dropped me off he said that i might make him change his mind. not entirely sure what that means, but i have a few ideas. he was so ...forceful. im sorry. i probably shouldnt even post this. i cant.. write words. my mind is just blown right now. im sorry.

Just took a load from a buff hairy older guy in the stairwell of his building in Williamsburg. He fucked me with spit and precum now I feel like my ass has rug burn but christ it was hot and he came a TON

I got a lesson in be careful what you wish for tonight! I was crazy horny after work tonight and decided to go to one of the bathhouses in Philly.... I was hoping to get fucked HARD. And I sure as shit did. I meet a cute young black top with a SOLID 8 1/2 inch thick cut cock. I sunk to my knees in his room and sucked him for less than a minute before he was positioning my face down ass up on the bed... he tried to put it in with only that little bit of spit for lube... but I gave him some lube and lubed my ass up first! Then he slid it in slow right to the hilt. no warming up just balls deep right away. He proceeded to fuck the hell out of me for about 25 minutes until I was seeing stars. Then he shot a huge load in me deep. Pulled out and thanked me. I can take a hint... I stumbled out with his load starting to leak down the back of my legs. I won't be walking right for a week! Be careful what you wish for~~!

i remember being fucked once by one arab guy, in a small cubicle at a sauna, he did me on all fours, but he wasn't kneeling behind me, he was sort of straddling over me with a leg either side of me. he didn't speak any english except one word... he fucked fast and came quick. but then stayed in side me and kept saying "push"...i didnt know what he was getting at lol he kept saying it so i pushed out. i felt my ass giving way and the cum spilling out down my leg and over his balls. he then slowly moved in and out and starting breathing deeply as he picked up pace and started to fuck me again! it was cool, he had only just cum, but once i pushed his cum out over his cock he started again haha.. the second time he came in me, he didnt say "push" he just pulled out and walked off really quickly without saying a word. it was good.

Damn! Wish I'd been smart enough to post here last week. I just got home last night from spending a week in midtown. I did host quite a few anon tops in my hotel room on W. 48th St. Took 5 loads the first night. And several loads every night after that. Ended my NY visit on the last day, by rigging my hotel room door to not lock. Posted my hotel name and room number. Took all dick that showed up. Posted on CL, Manhunt, BBRT, Grindr, Growlr and Scruff. Took 12 anonymous loads that day. Seemed to be a nice mixture of local and tourist dick. The hottest was a German couple that fucked me. Very hot! I'll be back in a few months. I had as much luck in NY as I have here in Vegas.

NYC crossdresser here. Would love to be bred while wearing slutty fishnets and a tight sweater dress. Hosting in Element on 39th next week.

His day to day life was pretty normal. At least everyone thought. He had a man who he shared his life with for a few years now and they were a happy couple talking about marriage and maybe even a family. Their friends and family always said that they were the model couple for both str8 and gay people. He had a very bad habit of fucking around on the side. There was some sort of need built into his genes that made him want to coax a married str8 guy to take his raw cock. The thrill of seducing an otherwise faithful guy into a steamy sex scene with no protection was a thrill he could barely contain his bone while thinking of it. He loved to deep seed those guys too. He prided himself on being just that sort of gay man who could interests guys regardless of their preferred sexual orientation. It wasn't just those stupid str8 guys that made him bone up. He loved to meet with the twinks with the new relationships. The ones who thought they met the boy of their dreams. Some sort of Disney princess fantasy boy who could never cheat on his usually twink boyfriend. Those boys made him growl with lust. Those twink boys who still used condoms with their new boyfriends and never actually felt a raw cock or cum in their tender cunts. Those were a true delicacy for his lusty appetite. His escapades never went home with him and home life continued to be the perfect picture it always was. One night after notching another "married" guy on his belt he ran into a dude who knew what his fetish was. The dude was something like a porn star with a perfect muscled body and a bit more ink than most guys have. His confidence and shared interest in cheating was a big thrill for our hero to learn about. What he didn't expect to find out from this dude was that he would be bottoming for him on a regular basis for the next few weeks. It was an experience that was new for him. It wasn't like he hadn't bottomed before but he rarely bottomed lately and almost never raw. The dude fucked him that first time and his cock was so fucking huge and perfectly shaped. This guy knew exactly how to move and pound that meat into a raw cunt to make it sing. He found himself craving another fucking from his newly found top. After a few months of daily fucks after work, his boyfriend began to notice that his cunt was a bit more stretched out than usual. He asked about it but it was not discussed or even acknowledged. It was easy for him to divert his boyfriend from his cheating ways by hammering the boy's cunt for an hour or so just to be sure that he was too worn out to question anything any further. He realized that he had become the guy he used to prey on.. He was seduced into being a cheater for his porn star dude. He was hungry for the cum that this man was saving for him each day. He was feeling a little bit ashamed of himself for being the faggot that he turned others into but it felt good being treated this way by his stud. After 4 months, the stud never showed again. Our hero was now empty and a little hungry for a good fucking. After being seen in dark rooms and bookstores, a lot of other guys knew that he took raw cock pretty well. So he sampled the cock around for a few days just to find that right feeling. He finally gave up and went home. He figured he'd take a few weeks to get himself together and then get out there and find a new crop of men to disrupt. His boyfriend was at home with a piece of mail from the doctor. He was poz. He was sad and told our hero that he was probably infected from an afternoon indiscretion he had a few months ago with a stranger. He was so ashamed of himself and told our hero that he would be so guilty if he pozzed him. Of course our hero was more than thrilled to find out that he was poz. Not so much because of his ability to lay a lot of guilt on his boyfriend's affair. but imagining all of those str8 men going home to their wives and girlfriends... maybe those guys who fucked their own kids in private and all of that mess that would be revealed because he stealthed them totally by accident. He had a huge dripping boner thinking about his poz daddy stud man while they finished the bio-hazard ink on top of his shaved cock. He never bothered to ask or even think about why the stud had it and now he wanted to be just like him. He wondered how he could fuck his own younger brother......

I hung up my phone. Angry, yeah. Very! My brother called to gloat about something very personal and I couldn't do much but listen. Two weeks ago, my 19 year old son came home looking sad and a little puzzled. He said he needed to talk to me in private. This is sort of a strange request and even more strange because we never have any sort of private talks. I just fuck him. That's all I need to say. I get my paternal cock up inside that faggot's deep cunt and I bang his head against the wall while I'm drilling into his fucking cunt until I cum. I pull out, I slap his ass a few times and I wipe my cock off on his bed sheets. He usually stays in the last position I nailed him in until I leave. That's the way daddy does it and there's nothing to discuss. So why the talk now? He sat on the bed just about eye level with my cock. I can't help myself. I walk into the fucker's room and my cock just gets bone hard and fuck ready in seconds. I don't pull my cock out just yet. He looks up at me...another thing I don't usually tolerate but I still want to see what's going on. "Dad, I just got back from the clinic and they told me that I am HIV positive." I looked at him and then I started to smile. He really had no clue the whole time. I spent a year dumping load after load up his high school cunt just so I could be one of those dads who had the balls to stealth his own son. And now I get the news. He looks like he's gonna get a beating. I just pull out my super hard cock. "Open up you stupid cunt. Don't you know that faggots like you are made for breeding and you only got what I had expected you to get in the first place." He was already throating my cock while I laughed and looked down at him. He knew I did it. I could see the look of disgust in his eyes. He just started swallowing as fast as he could. I was just about to slap his head to stop him from trying to pull my load out when I lost it....I screamed. "Swallow your daddy's poz load, baby boy. I'm so proud of my cock for giving my son my own DNA once again. Now you won't have to worry about what kind of cum is blasting up your cunt." So my brother found out about the event and he acted like he was all good with it. He even fucked the faggot with me just to help me belittle the fuckwad. I can't imagine what the fuck he was thinking when he took the kid away from me and brought him out west to do porn. He said that I ruined him so he thought he'd take advantage of the kid's new status and get him into some really raw bareback porn. Actually, he confessed, he was going to be one of the many cocks that would be fucking the kid. And he'd be sure to send me a copy. I was so pissed off. All I could think of was who the hell I was gonna plow my raw cock into. I guess the time is right to start on my younger son. He's not a faggot but he'll do just fine.

When I first met Dean we were in outpatient rehab. I was there for my own needs. He was there because his job as a state trooper required it. And as always. I hooked up with him day one. Dean is one of the greatest guys I know. He has walked into my home and watched me fuck my sons and watched them fuck each other. When he fucked me, he always let the boys sit on the bed and watch his very long cock go in and out of me. He never had sex with those boys. They both asked him if he wanted to and I told him I was ok because I trusted him. He said they were my sons to fuck and eventually we both shared own growing up stories with our brutal fathers. We both had tales that seemed unreal but we both knew were the reality. My dad pimped me out as a teen. His dad fucked him in the living room while all the neighbors watched. One day he asked me about my status. I sort of smiled. I told him that I was poz for many years and my sons were too. He said that he was relieved but also was a little bit disappointed because he had learned about bug chasing. He suggested that he wanted to know what it was like to breed someone who really wanted it. I told him that I was more intrigued by stealth breeding because I was poz and made a decision before I even tested that i would share the wealth. He told me that he was turned on by his wrong that sounded and then confided that the idea of arresting some muscle stud and jailing him long enough to breed him was a huge fantasy. So, I told him that exclusively taking my str8 son's teenage cherry and seeding him three times a day for over a year until his fever fuck was something I always thought about. He looked at me and his brow went up. He said that is so nasty Mikey. In even imagining doing that to my son if I were allowed to see him. He lost custody of his son because of his drug problems. Later he admitted that he was caught naked with the kid in the bath tub teaching the boy to suck his cock. Luckily, troopers can do anything and get over it. That's why his dad fucked him in the front window. When he told me that he fantasized about breeding his own son. I told him that I knew that it had to be done to my sons because I wanted them to breed too. He said "you didn't poz your son, did you?" I smiled and said "fuck yeah and someday I'll tell them about it but they don't even know yet. He fucked me so hard after that. The next week I convinced him to throw out his meds and I took him to a breeding party. He took my oldest son out for his 16th birthday(the kid looked eighteen when he for a year already). He brought the kid to a sleazy bath house in Newark. Then he taught my son how stealth. That's why I love the state troopers! My son's oldest son is going to be fucked and introduced to his father's thick seed. He will be fucked but not loaded until he finally gets so turned on my getting knocked up by his hot daddy. That's when he will become his daddy's little boy. Dean finally fucked and pozzed his adult son. The boy wasn't into it but when your dad has a ten inch cock and a gun, you do as he pleases. Dean asked me how I became poz. So did my sons... Maybe I'll tell the tale next time. Just know that it's hot, sexy and immoral. Not to mention incestuous and included a slightly forced breeding or two...and about 5 str8 married men. We all know how married guys start out asking for a blow job and end up with their legs over your shoulders. But they never ask for condoms. <eg>

My lawn guy texted me and said his wife was out of town so I went over this morning. He let me in, naked and hard. Guy is only like 5'5" built, tanned and hung like a moose with a long foreskin. Super nice guy too. I started sucking him and he was rubbing on my hole. Lubed me up and rolled me over on my side and held me in that position. Stuck his big cock in and pushed until it was all the way up my hole. It was a strange position and initially a little painful but who the fuck cares when a hot man like this is interested in your hole? He fucked me like that til he blew a load in me. I felt the last twitch and started to get up. He asked me to stay still and he rocked in and out until he was fully hard again. This time he rolled me onto my stomach and just fucked me slow and deep -- forceful -- and talked shit in my ear in Spanish. It was so hot I came while he fucked me and he grunted and unloaded #2 in my hole. I love this man. That tight, tanned hairy little body and the big dick. Fuck just thinking about him makes me hard as a rock.

Sometimes you just want to get a load without any fuss or bother. Last night went to a nearby ABS. A dirty place where you can always get at least one load quickly.The minute I walked into the area with the booths I caught the eye of a guy, probably mid-20s, stroking a long hard uncut dick. Of course, I took his look as his invitation to feast on that cock. I started out by licking out some of that tasty pre cum oozing out of his piss slit. At that point I thought my reward would be a hot load shot down my throat. He then lifted me up off of his hard leaking dick and said: "I want to breed that hole of yours. " How could I refuse that offer? My pants down and some needed lube in my hole and on the ever harder dick that was going to dump its load in me, he aggressively shoved his cock in my hungry hole. After a few minutes of being plowed we had attracted a small admiring audience which always just makes me hornier. Why not take advantage of the huge dick now being pushed down my throat too? I could hear and feel my fucker get closer and my throat fucker groaning on the brink of feeding me a load. Having been in this position before rarely do you get a simultaneous filling! That is exactly what I got...as my mouth filled with a huge hot load the hard dick in my pig hole unloaded a pulsing load of cum. The definition of pig heaven as far as I am concerned. As both of my holes swallowed their rewards in true pig fashion my eyes started looking around the room for my next load.

PART NINE THREE MONTHS LATER... Those first couple of weeks after meeting Sam and John were the worst. I was going through withdrawals from the meth that they'd slipped me and then I came down with a bad case of the flu. Hearing I was probably HIV positive from the doctor sort of set me back on my heels a bit but it wasn't entirely surprising given what I'd unknowingly, yet willingly, subjected myself to....... Coming back after I cheat is the worst. Usually I've just taken a pill or two because they don't last as long but when I return home now after "a quiet drink" and I feel the cum deep in my now well-used ass and I hit the shower I feel so guilty. I don't really care if the guys are poz or not, the horse has well and truly bolted now from that perspective. Don't get me wrong and think I'm just using pills, I'm still hooked on meth too, I just like to take it easy once in a while and really concentrate on having a hot cock inside me without enhancements. The morning after, because I'm feeling so guilty, I usually provide breakfast in bed. I find the whole routine pretty cleansing. My favourite part of the whole routine though is when I slip on the G-string and denim cutoffs. I've even been working out so my ass looks cuter in them than before. "Breakfast is ready boys", I'll announce with a plate in each hand as they're lying in bed. "Someone had a big night", one'll say. "How many was it last night?" Sometimes I'll have a had a few cocks, sometimes just one lucky guy and other nights I either don't remember or will have lost count. "You know I always come back to you two, you made me after all" I'll reply, eyes usually still spinning as I slip off my cutoffs. I'm thinking I might get one of those biohazard tattoos myself, just above my ass. Sure it's tacky and a tram stamp but hey, that's what I am, why pretend otherwise? As for my wife, far as the frigid bitch knows I'm dead or disappeared or whatever. I doubt she'd recognise me anyway the times I do leave the house, after all the meth & working out I've been doing. I took all of my stuff out of the house before she came back and some of hers too for special times with my men when they like me to get dressed up.... I enjoy living with John & Sam, I guess I have to, I've given up everything for them! I certainly pay my way, as they have "friends" who they like me to entertain, to keep providing me with crystal. Does that make me a whore? I guess, I don't care. We're slowly working through my life savings as I'm pretty unemployable in the state I'm in now but it doesn't worry me too much. I'm having such a great time, I don't really care what my future is. We make a pretty great threesome actually but we always enjoy company. Maybe you could join us for a quiet drink sometime? THE END

After getting buzzed a rawhide, I was standing in front of that video store in Chelsea nyc. Blue something. saw some sexy dude who looked like he was down for a nasty fuck, took him too a nice dark street. fucked him raw and came. I was so horny that I was the top when i usually bottom lol.