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  1. 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.
    17 points
  2. 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
    4 points
  3. 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
    3 points
  4. 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!
    3 points
  5. 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!
    3 points
  6. 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.
    3 points
  7. 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…?
    2 points
  8. 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?"
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  9. 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.
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  10. Uncle Jim Alex was a few months shy of his 18th birthday when his parents were killed in an automobile accident. Since his parents were very wealthy Alex was set to inherit everything after he obtained a college degree. In the meantime his only other living relative, his mother's younger bother Jim, was to be executor of his parents estate. Uncle Jim moved into the family home as Alex began to move on with his life. Jim was an 'after thought' and was considerably younger the his sister. At 12 years younger some in the family law firm wondered if the single young man was the right person to manage the vast estate even though he had a law degree from Harvard. Alex was a jock in high school. He wasn't good enough for a college scholarship and in his frame of mind after losing his parents he chose to attend the local community college. This allowed him to hang out with his best friend, Nicholas Richardson (or Nick Dickson as he was called). The two teenagers enjoyed smoking pot a couple times a week. Since Nick's mother always seemed to be around and Alex lived in a large home the two typically got high in the pool house at Alex's home. After a nice joint the two would be totally stoned and extent horny. With the weed in them they typically would jerk off. This interaction led to oral that Alex really enjoyed. Now with Uncle Jim living with him they thought they'd be a more careful since the two had just started living together. There was a small party when Alex turned 18. In the time since Uncle Jim moved in Alex and Nick had smoked pot on several occasions, and the night of his birthday was no different. The two snuck off for a quick smoke. After Nick left Alex went back into the house he was hoping to avoid his uncle. Uncle Jim already knew about Alex's use of pot and knew that he had his nephew in the palm of his hand when he walked into his nephew's room seeing him half baked. Jim had a plan and now was the time to launch it into action. Jim looked at his nephew sitting on the bed and commented that he looked baked. Alex had no where to run and with what Jim knew he was forced to admit his use of pot. Jim's comments put Alex at ease as he leaned that his own uncle like to get high when he asked if he'd like to smoke a joint with his uncle on his 18th birthday. Alex was already high and horny which his uncle already knew. He figured another joint would only fuel the fire. He lit the joint, took a small hit and passed it to his 18 year old nephew. Alex wasn't shy when it came to smoking pot. He never noticed the small hit Uncle Jim and just taken and took large hit followed by another one. Jim joined his nephew on his bed and the two smoked the joint. Alex commented that his uncle's pot seemed much better then his own. What he didn't knew was that Jim's preferred drug of choice wasn't marijuana, although he liked it he preferred Miss Tina. The strange feeling from the pot that Alex was experiencing was from the ample amount of Tina that Uncle Jim had made sure was in the joint they were sharing. Jim could tell by his nephew's eyes that the drugs were digging in and with the right suggestions that he'd have Alex right where he wanted him. Before tonight the conversations the two had were centered on family, the conversation they were currently engaged in was about the high Alex was experiencing. Jim asked Alex if he like the feeling he was getting from what he was smoking. Alex admitted that he really like his uncle's weed as he smoked the last of the joint. Jim had a big grin as he progressed the corruption of his nephew when he hinted to his nephew that ha knew about him and Nick. Uncle Jim's comments he'd Alex a little uncomfortable, but seemed to be open to what was about to be suggested. Alex was asked by his uncle if he'd like to get high, ready high. Alex was hooked before he heard the details. Alex followed his uncle back to his bedroom where everything was already prepared. He told his nephew to get comfortable. Alex was already wearing just some board shorts from the birthday pool party from earlier in the day. Alex sat on the bed and was handed another joint as his uncle slipped into the bathroom. Alex heard the water running as he lit up the Tina laced joint. He took several good tokes on the joint letting mute Tina infiltrated his already smoked hazed brain. Alex was busy with his joint and never noticed the syringes in his hand along with a tourniquet, alcohol wipe and a couple cotton balls. Uncle Jim asked his nephew if he was ready to go higher. Alex smiled at his uncle suggestion. The two had never been really close and Alex never knew why, but he was any to find out why his conservative father didn't really want him around. With Alex intently watching his Uncle Jim fixed a tourniquet on his left bicep and swabbed a prominent vein. His uncle then took a nicely filled point, stuck it in his nephew's vein, drew back a little bit of blood making sure he was in the vein before he pushed the plunger down emptying Alex's first slam into his blood stream. The tourniquet was pulled off as the Tina began to flow through his body Uncle Jim rubbed his nephew's chest as he coughed out hard. Alex was blasted into the stratosphere as he was given a hefty slam as his chest rose and feel with his increased breathing. Uncle Jim reassured Alex what he was experiencing was typical as he did his own slam. As his uncle looked at him as he coughed out after his own slam he began to ruin his nephew's chest and flat 6 pack as he could see the horniness growing I Alex's eyes. As his hand moved across his nephew's body he began to move lower and lower getting closer to what Uncle Jim knew was probably a soft (yet very simulated) teen cock. Alex reached up to touch his uncle's body with his eyes pleading for more. Uncle Jim wasn't going to deny his nephew's growing lust as he pulled his t-shirt off his muscular body allowing Alex to touch his bare skin. As Alex's hand explored his uncle's chest and stomach Uncle Jim began to push his nephew's limits by rubbing his hand over his sensitive cock producing a "gasp" from Alex. After a couple passes Uncle Jim knew Alex was ready to discover himself. With the next 'pass' Uncle Jim pulled the draw string that secured the board shorts Alex was wearing. With the next move Uncle Jim slipped his hand inside his nephew's shorts eliciting another "gasp" from his teenage nephew. Alex seemed to follow his uncle's lead as he did his hand up the leg of the loose cargo shorts his uncle was wearing. Uncle Jim used his free hand to loosen his belt allowing his shorts to drop to the floor revealing his 8"hard cock. Alex needed no guidance as he rose to his knees and positioned himself so that he could stick his uncle's hard and doing cock. Jim worked Alex's board shorts off as his nephew worked his uncle's cock into his throat. Uncle Jim knew his nephew could suck cock, his nephew would soon learn what it was like to be fucked and bred. As Alex sucked his uncle's cock, Uncle Jim lubed up his finger with his own spit, slipped it into some loose shards of Tina before sliding it into his nephew's virgin ass. Alex felt the penetration (along with the sight burn from the meth) as his hole was explored. Alex couldn't hold back add moans escaped from his mouth around his uncle's cock. Uncle Jim knew the added Tina to his nephew's ass would increase his desire to be fucked. He added a second then third finger into Alex's warm fuck tunnel. As Uncle Jim lifted his nephew's head off his cock he withdrew his fingers leaving him feel empty. He knew he'd be asking for his hole to be filled and wouldn't be able to resist being fucked. As predicted Alex looked up at his uncle and asked for him to stick his fingers in his ass again. His uncle shook his head no as he stated drop into his soul and let him know that there was only one thing his uncle would would stick inside his nephew's ass as he stroked his 8"cock. Alex locked his lips as he looked up at his uncle knowing what his uncle meant. His uncle pushed him on his back, crawled up between his legs and began to give his nephew his first rim job. As he began to get his nephew's home wet and hungry he heard him moan and start to beg to be fucked. Uncle Jim had waited for this moment (and deep down Alex did too, or was that the Tina talking for him). It didn't matter which one it was Alex was about to get his chemmed up, neg ass fucked fit the first time. Uncle John moved up and now had his cock pointing to the prize he worked to get. The two naked and high men locked eyes as Uncle John's cock began to slide its way home. It poked through the external ring (as easy as was planned) and was balls deep in no time. I his drug induced haze Alex had no idea what really was going to happen. Since Uncle Jim became the executor of his parent's estate he wanted to share more then part of his family's DNA, he wanted to share his HIV. Uncle Jim stated off show but before Alex could process the implications he was pounding away in his nephew's hole. Within a coupe hours Uncle Jim had deposited a couple good loads inside his nephew in a attempt to make him his son.
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  11. 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.
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  12. 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.
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  13. 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.
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  14. Chapter 1: By the time I was 23 I had become quite a cum slut. I couldn’t seem to get enough cock and cum inside me, I would hook up with younger guys, older guys – I had to have cock. Before that It took me all of about a year to go from just being a bareback bottom to full on bug chasing and I wanted a man to convert me. I’ve always barebacked. I think bare is the only way I men should fuck, and I was getting fucked a lot -- especially right before I converted. To a point, I mostly didn’t think a lot about getting infected, I just wanted to take loads from as many guys as I could and occasionally share mine. The anonymous encounters were the best and always got my cock squirting. Then something happened that had not happened before, one of my favorite fuck buds informed me that he had just tested positive for HIV. I didn’t react badly, to be honest, we wound up talking on the phone and in person about it. We were pretty close for fuckbuds and one thing led to another … he fucked me and stayed the night, neither of us seemed to care. We had been chasing HIV, we weren’t dumb, and so it wasn’t entirely a surprise when one of us tested poz. I even created a profile on BBRT with a status of 'Positive' and began exclusively hooking up with guys whose status was listed as 'Positive', 'Undetectable', or 'Not sure'. The versatile 'Not sure' guys were my favorite guilty pleasure. Sure enough at some point, one of the many loads of cum I took, maybe even the one of the ones from my fuck bud, sealed the deal for me. I remember the day I got the news. Since the time my fuck bud told me he tested poz I had tried to mentally prepare myself for those words, I had been having a lot of bareback sex with him and lots of other guys, and I thought to myself, 'I guess you got what you wanted. Now you’re a poz cum slut'. To some it might seem perverted but I boned up when I got the call about my test results. The nurse confirmed it and, of course, the doctor, who I thought was kind of hot, wanted me to come back in to discuss treatment. I honestly had a raging hard-on the entire time he talked to me, and while part of me hoped he didn’t notice, part of me hoped he did. Anyhow, he told me that day that my viral load was very high, in fact it was almost one million. He also told me my viral load might well continue to rise for a while, and I should avoid sexual contact, as there was a substantial risk that at this point, more than down the line, that I would infect any guys with whom I played. I got back to my car, a little sweaty, head spinning, and realized I was incredibly turned on; I’d had a lot of sex chasing this bug and testing poz just now was the result of that. I was just 23 years old, and I was HIV+. An evil grin crossed my face, I knew that a lot of other men, hopefully, would end up HIV+ at the firing end of this boy’s rock hard dick. I jacked off right there in the hospital parking lot. Sweaty, tired and covered in poz cum, I took off my shirt, wiped up the mess, and drove home. (The backstory ... I decided to create a new story ... more chapters to follow soon, hope you guys enjoy)
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  15. 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?
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  16. 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?
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  17. 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?
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  18. 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.
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  19. 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.
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  20. Weekend after my birthday. Net a guy I had been talking to online for a few months. We meet at a mall and after talking went to his place. After about 2 hours of hard core bb fucking, he dumped in me. It was amazing!
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  21. Thanks Seaguy. I am going to pass this information on to this sexy young pig I know who is so hot to get into bb porn. You are always helpful.
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  22. 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.
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  23. 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.
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  24. 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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  25. I'm totally agree with you. I love to offer my body to an ☣AIDS☣ cock and I love to tell him how much I love and I crave to be an incubator for his ☣AIDS☣ DNA. At the same time I love hearing from him that he is going to give me his ☣AIDS☣GIFT☣ and he will mark my body for ever. Its make me feel totally connected with him. If there is a such good connection between ☣AIDS☣ giver and ☣AIDS☣ it means they are sharing ☣LOVE☣ each other. Maybe its sound for someone crazy, but LOVE can be shared in so many other forms than the only traditional form. So, I love get into a nasty and pervert ☣AIDS/FULL BLOWN☣ talk while I'm craving to receive in me such amazing and beautiful ☣GIFT☣.
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  26. With that hot fuckable ass, I'm not surprised you're a bottom (and therefore competition ~ haha ~ but FRIENDLY competition)
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  27. 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?
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  28. 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.
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  29. I had a similar experience. He recently apologized, I told him hell no, THANK YOU! Even in his 90's he has a gorgeous dick. We live too far away for me to suck it very often anymore.
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  30. I was in San Francisco for the Dore Alley Fair this last weekend. My husband wanted to go to a big leather fair this year, so this was it. We arrived in SF on Friday and went to a sex party at Steam Works. I was bored. The next morning my hubby ran off to Mr. S Leather to get tickets to the "Bay of Pigs," party happening later that night at a huge club South of Market. I got onto the Scruff app while he ran the errand. Right away i got two "Woofs!" One guy started sending me pictures of his big cock! (see Pic) I went over to his place 2 blocks from the hotel. He was from Italy but living in SF, with a hairy chest. He loved to kiss and rub his hairy body against mine. He sucked my cock while he fingered my hole. Then stood up with a super hard on. I got on my knees on the bed and he inserted his big white cock in my pussy. He fucked me deep, kissing me on the back of the neck. Then he turned me over on my back and fucked me while we kissed. He sucked on my nipples back and forth, while his cock was still deep my cunt. I got so excited I could feel I was ready to squirt. "I'm gonna shoot," I said. He sat up pumped me harder and we shot at the same time. I could feel his cock head throb inside me. We both laughed with delight, while his cock was still in me, he carefully and slowly pulled out. We kissed again and I left to meet my husband on Folsom at Mr. S Leather
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  31. The end of the story: Chapter 3. After So I woke up with a slightly sore ass, but enjoyed the feeling. I had slept late, but the house was silent. It turns out the family was at church. I was glad they didn’t wake me up. I got up and headed to the bathroom and got ready for a much needed shower. That’s when I noticed the marks on my ass. Looking in the mirror I counted seven hash marks like someone had been keeping score. I then remembered they had been using a marker on me- each guy who fucked me had left a mark. I also finally realized my hole was leaking. What the hell? I went back to the bedroom and looked at the sheets. There was definitely a stain where I had been sleeping. I bent down to look closer and smelled the familiar scent of cum. Those guys had been fucking me bare! I was stunned. But somehow I was also turned on. After all, I had been fantasizing about taking raw cock for a while now. But I had always thought that if I actually took that plunge it would be a much more gradual thing, and that I would have some control over it. I grabbed the sheets off the bed and hurried back to the bathroom for a shower. I tried to wash off the marks on my ass, but they didn’t come off. The cum washed off, though. I quickly got dressed and started a load of laundry with those sheets. I was dressed and folding the laundry when my family finally got home after church and lunch. My mind was racing- do I contact the guy who took me home- the guy I had thought of as Sir? Could I find his place again? What would I say to him? I don’t know why, but I had an impulse to take a picture of my ass. I had to leave the next day to start my trip back home, so packing and visiting with family distracted me. I ended up leaving the next morning without really thinking about it again. It was mostly easy to put it all out of my mind. Work got very busy, one friend was going through a crappy break-up, another friend ended up in the hospital from a car accident, life generally got in the way. But sometimes at night the dungeon and all those men I never even really saw came back to mind. Why had I been so careless and stupid? Why was I getting hard when I remembered what happened even though I felt angry and scared at the same time? Other times I just refused to think about it. But after a while it hit me. I got sick. Not horribly sick, more like the flu. And then I remembered reading about “fuck flu” being a sign of being positive. Damn. So I got tested. Sure enough the result came back positive. I went through every emotion about it you can imagine before coming to terms with it. As time passed I could look back and see what had happened. I was sure the man who picked me up at the bar had seen my profiles- all of them most likely. He must have recognized me from the normal ones with my face pics, and also made the connection with the darker, more anonymous ones. He had seen me as a chaser before I had admitted it to myself. I had wanted it, or had at least subconsciously known it would happen if I acted on my fantasies. And it would not have been long before I did in fact act on them. His actions had only brought the inevitable result faster. I ended up hooking up with other poz men. I found a great freedom in barebacking. My status became part of my inner identity and I even felt some pride in it. The marks left by that permanent marker eventually wore off, of course. But I remembered I had taken a picture. I found it on my phone and stared at it for a while. Some of the poz guys I had become buddies with had gotten tattoos that indicated their status- scorpions, biohazard symbols. Those weren’t really for me, but this mark was more personal, and it felt right. I took my picture to a local tattoo artist and those hash marks really did become permanent. Three years later I was back visiting my family again. I went back to that same bar. Was I looking for that guy? Probably. I had changed in many ways. I was positive, but I had not yet gone on any kind of meds. I still felt very healthy, in fact I was more healthy since I had also started working out. I had adopted a more scruffy appearance. I looked and felt like a man, not the 30 year old boy who had been in that bar before. It was leather night at the bar, and I had come wearing boots, cap, and chaps. They had a clothing check, so I decided to take off my jeans and t-shirt and wear just the chaps. I think I looked pretty hot. I looked in the mirror in the restroom and said, “Yeah, I’d fuck me.” That was another change since becoming poz. I was less bottom boy and more versatile man. I left the restroom and that’s when I saw him. He looked the same, even wearing those same sunglasses. He was looking the other way when I walked over to him. I said hi. He turned toward me and nodded in response. “You look really hot,” I said. He smiled and said, “You’re a hot fucker yourself, man. What’s up? Have I seen you here before?” “Maybe,” I said. “So you like what you see?” He chuckled- now I was certain it was him. I would never forget that laugh. “Of course- what’s not to like?” I smiled. “You should see my tattoo,” I said. “Oh yeah?” He took a drink from his beer as I turned around to show him the marks on my ass. He just stared at it, then I saw the light come on in his mind as he figured it out. “Fuck, man, the last time I saw something like that is was from a marker ink, not tattoo ink.” I looked him right in the eye for what seemed like minutes. I could tell his mind was racing. He must have been wondering what I was doing there, why I had showed him my tattoo, was I angry, was I going to start trouble? I admit I enjoyed it. In fact I enjoyed it so much a smile began to break out on my face. “You changed my life,” I said. “You gave me what I wanted before I admitted it to myself.” I stepped up to him and put my arms around him. I felt him sigh as his arms folded around me. We ended up talking most of the night. He told me it had all started with dungeon parties. He and some friends had all tested positive and they had begun to find guys out there chasing the bug. One thing lead to another, and it turned into pozzing parties, always pozzing someone they had identified as a real chaser. I was the second guy they had gangbanged in that way. I was the only one who got the permanent marker. There had only been two others after me, both had actively sought them out. They realized a rumor had spread, and many of the guys had been scared off. He himself had been fully disclosing and only fucking bare with other poz guys. Yes, I did learn his name, and yes I did go back with him to his dungeon where we both got a recharge from each other. His ass was hot and tight and I left the biggest load of my life up in there. I have a new job now back in my home town. I didn’t move back in with my parents, though. I moved in with Sir. Dungeon parties have started back up with some hot bdsm scenes. And I have recently found a few guys online looking for a hot poz couple to breed them. I have shown their profiles to Sir. He chuckled with an evil glint behind those sunglasses. The end
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  32. If it were me I would change meds and/or Dr. There are newer and better 1 pill meds then Atripla.
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  33. I was bred by an Arab in Moldova a couple of years ago. I met him outside the hotel, came with me up to my room. We kissed for a couple of minutes, then we dropped our clothes and he pushed me face first onto my bed. He asked if I had a condom, I said no, and he entered me without any other question and fucked me senseless, shooting his load inside my ass. Then he left.
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  34. Hong Kong is famous for his hungry horny boy. I am one of them. If you ever in Hong Kong, horny hungry boy is ready for your cock and your cum.
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  35. our patron saint, larry townsend, insisted that the safest ratio for alcohol enemas is 10 parts water to 1 part alcohol. if you don't wanna do the math, that's half a cup of booze mixed into 5 cups of water. like I said in another thread, do this carefully because it can kill you, and who wants to be found dead with a bottle of ripple sticking out of their ass?
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  36. I was pozzed and introduced to chem sex in a similar way , 6 years ago . Though my owner was a white british guy who gave me .5 slam first time and got me barebacked by a group of guys for free. I was kept on high for 4 days with really strong doses of tina and was used by more than a dozen tops whose faces I didnt get to see as I was blindfolded . Just felt raw cocks sliding in n out of my holes all the time . I was hooked on to meth n cum after 4th day .
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  37. Part II - Sex with my bro's best friend So, my bro told his best friend about our first sexual experience as well as being my sexual partner to practice his skill. He didnt believe us and yet started to ask about the details. At the end, he finally asked if he can have sex with me and my bro refused. Honestly, I would say yes coz he's better looking with a slightly thicker cock. I saw them naked when they were comparing the sizes in the past ... nothing has happened for awhile and i have seen them regularly. One day, I was home alone as I didnt have any class on that day. The door bell rang and it was him "looking" for my bro. He knew better that it's a week day, my bro was at work. I could smell fresh minty breath from him when he spoke. He walked although I told him no one is at home and he carried on with the conversation, sitting next to me. Without wasting much time, he asked if he could kiss me, just wanted to feel my soft lips. my heart was pounding again as fast as the first time I kissed. i nodded, in seconds, he face was so close to me and said "hey" ... i looked into his eyes, he smiled, his hands holding my face, we kissed. He softly sucked on my lips, my tongue, our mouth sealed on each other perfectly that the suction felt great. Great kisser makes me horny and i couldnt believe that I asked "Can I have sex with you"? He told me he would be gentle but i cant tell my bro that we met and have sex, it will be a secret between us. As soon as we moved to the bedroom, we were both naked and he's super hard. i could see his precum at the tip of the head, dripping and forming a long string. I couldnt wait and got in the bed and he followed. I lied on my back, he's on my side, lifting up my leg so that he can position his cock on my hole and told me "I will not hurt you, ok". He did the same thing, pushing the head gently on the hole, rubbing it, teasing me while we were back to kissing. He precum a lot that his head has entered some. very soon, i felt the stretch and he pulled out. I watched him spit on his hand, wet the cock and it's back into my hole. when he entered, he turned me sideway, during the process, I shift my focus, feeling his chest pressing on my back and it followed by a struck of pain as he has pushed all the way in and fucked away. It was a bit dry but few strokes later, i was comfortable. The way he fucked is different. He loves it deep inside me, press his lower waist on my ass and grind. He's also very verbal, asking me to push back and i did. He moaned in pleasure and then asked me to slow down as he's getting close but he didnt want to cum yet. I didnt stop but continue to push back and pull away. "You want me to cum in your ass, dont you?" his hands lift my ass up in doggy position and man, he drilled my ass hard and fast and then push it deep inside me, started to growl and cum in my ass. We met secretly ever since for a year before he moved away.
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  38. 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.
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  39. 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.
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  40. This weekend i spent 3 days in a nyc porn theater crawling with men who looked like they had aids. You know the gaunt look, wasting away look.im neg and healthy but im soo turned on by these hot aids men seeding me. They were looking at my cute full healthy face with lust. One guy followed me into the dark room. I was so turned on. He looked sickly with a bad cough about 120lbs but tall and lifeless eyes. He pulled my pants down in the dark room and fingered my wet soft pussy. It felt like heaven. As he breathed down my neck i smelled that he probably didnt bathe in a few days and smelled cig smoke and alcohol.He was in total control. He knew what he wanted. Being an obedient slut i sucked his smelly cock hard. I then whispered in his ear that im neg status. He said he was poz off meds. He said i am going to fuck your soft pussy and give you my virus. I had a bottle of congac in my pocket. I took a huge gulp and my head was spinning. He then slid his aids cock into my soft tender and wet pussy. I was trembling with excitement. He then put poppers under my nose and forced the bottle in my nostril as his hot cock slid in and out. He was moaning so loud in pleasure. He pushed his hard hot cock deeper into me sliding slowly. But as his precum lubricated my tight pussy he started pounding hard. He shot a thick hot load into my ass quickly. I felt his hot semen explode in me. He kissed me on the cheek and walked away.
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  41. 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.
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  42. Total ass guy here. Turn on when I find a bottom guy who lets me skip foreplay/oral and let me start fucking his hole.
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  43. 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
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  44. Did NOT know about the "S-ata-n / Srah" issue, rather weird considering this forum not to type 'S-atan' That said, Still say Verbal poz chat in erotica or during sex is a fucking massive enhancer and a huge turn on. Always hope to find more guys on SKYPE to chat with who will really get into nasty verbal sex chat,
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  45. I Love it turns me on some much, just the words, poz, disease, infect, get me hard. A top saying he wants to infect me is enough to get my cunt twitching with hunger.
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  46. PART 4 “Wait a second,” Jason said, growing suddenly serious. “Before we get this kid slammed up and pozzed deep, there are a few things we need to address.” “Yeah, bud? What’s that?” He looked down at my gym shorts. “First of all, dude, I really need you to unleash that cock. You’re about to tear through the fabric. And let’s see that hairy chest, too—get fuckin’ naked for me.” I looked down to see the outline of my dick hanging down my left thigh, straining against the shorts and leaving a visible wet spot as it drooled toxic precum. I gave Jason a cocky little smirk, then peeled off my tank top, running my hand down my stomach to pull the elastic of my shorts down past my cock and onto the floor. “Now what?” Jason wasn’t looking at my face anymore. He was transfixed by the sight of my dick, still slick with infected seed. “Well, second of all,” he said—and here I caught a demonic glint in his pitch-black pupils—“before we go to the sling room, I need to take a giant leak. Could you direct me to the nearest urinal?” Without another word, I took Conrad by the arm and laid the kid on his back. “Spread your hole, faggot,” I said, taking a moment to look into his eyes with deep affection and brotherly pride. Conrad gave me a blissed-out, boyish grin. Then he reached down to his little jockbutt, pulling it back to reveal the hole I’d seduced with Tina, penetrated raw, and pounded full of poz cum. “That’s good, bro. Fuckin’ beautiful. A little wider, please.” He dug his fingers in deeper and pulled his little cumhole wide enough that a small cascade of my poz offspring dripped onto the bedsheet. “So listen now,” I continued, “Jason and I are gonna show you something new, OK?” Conrad nodded, so incredibly eager to please—no questions asked. A true chemwhore. His eyes locked on mine again, and I gave him an almost imperceptible nod, as if to say: You’re doing great, kid. Jason rested the head of his raw cock against Conrad’s smooth, dripping boyhole. “OK, buddy,” he said to Conrad. “You ready? Here we fuckin' go.” My lil’ bro grunted approval. And then with a slow, single thrust, Jason sank his bare cockhead and veiny shaft into my boy, not stopping until his balls came to rest against the cum-trail dripping steadily from Conrad’s cunt. Jason leaned forward, pressing his dick even deeper as my lil’ bro breathed out a single word: “Yes.” Then Jason closed his eyes and concentrated on the task at hand. “Just stay perfectly still,” he said to Conrad. “Relax your hole for me, boy. There you go. Just like that. Keep it relaxed. Stay right where you are. I’m just about to—“ Before he could even finish his sentence, it happened: he let out a long, guttural moan as his mouth opened wide and his head kicked back. Then he slowly thrust his raw cock even deeper, emptying a bladder full of partypiss into my beautiful fucked-up boy. I don’t know how long it took for him to release everything he’d stored up, but one thing was clear: my lil’ bro’s guts were getting flooded. “How does that feel, Conrad?” I asked him. He shook his head slowly as if to say: No words. My dick bounced in appreciation as I watched my boy’s pupils dilate a little more with every wave of piss invading his hole. “Warm,” he finally whispered, his voice lower now, his face less boyish, like he was transforming into a man while I watched. “So fuckin’ warm.” Finally, Jason’s steady moan drifted into silence. He opened his eyes and glanced over at me. We both laughed. “I’ve been saving up that slampiss for awhile,” he said. Then his eyes closed again and he let out another primal moan. “Fuuuuuuuck—there’s a little more. A little more piss for you, kid. Jesus. Goddamn—I’m so fuckin’ glad my chems found a home. A perfect home. Right here, deep inside this eager fuckin' faggot.” Conrad just kept smiling. “I was born to be a faggot for men like you," he said with a little nod. My cock swelling with pride, I leaned over to give my boy a kiss. Then Jason let out a giant sigh. “OK, boy,” he said. “I’m gonna start pulling out, OK? Now, here’s what I want you to do: I want you to start squeezing that sweet little fuckhole for me. There you go. Squeeze it—just like that. Nice! Such a good boy. Now listen: after I pull out, I want you to keep it nice and tight, OK? We’re gonna give you a few minutes to soak up my Tina-piss.” As Jason’s cock slipped out of Conrad’s hole, I saw a single dark-gold droplet of piss escape—but that was all. Obedient as ever, my boy turned all his attention to keeping those recycled chems deep in his fuckhole, right where they belonged. “Thank you, fucker,” I said to Jason, grabbing him by the back of the head as we matched breaths in a hungry kiss. I pressed my cock against his tight stomach, then reached around to his furry hole. My fingers slipped easily inside him, enveloped in a familiar warmth and wetness. “Goddamn,” I whispered in his ear. “How many loads have you taken tonight?” “Just five,” he said with a cocky grin. “My poz Daddy has a rule: I can take as much cum as I want, but only if I share my unmedicated load with at least one boy. Preferably a negboy.” I growled. "OK, I gotta meet this poz Daddy of yours. So here's what we're gonna do: I’m gonna help this boy release the piss from his hole. Then we’re gonna meet up with you guys in the sling room. Got it?” “Got it, dude,” Jason said as he opened the door, his towel slung over his shoulder. “And hurry. I tell ya, my Daddy’s gonna fuckin’ love this kid.” “We won’t be long,” I assured him. With that, I grabbed Conrad by the arm and led him down the hall, showing him to the group shower directly across from the giant hot tub. I turned on the water, spun him around, and wrapped my arms around his torso. As we stood there under the water, I thought to myself: You think you’re high now, kid? Releasing this piss will take you to whole new level. And that’s nothing compared with what’s still to come. “OK, lil’ bro,” I said with my mouth resting against his ear, my hands brushing up and down the length of his tight little six-pack. “I’m gonna rest my cock against your hole, alright? As I start to press into you, just relax. Got it?” He nodded, and I reached down to position the head of my dick against that hungry little cunt. As I started to apply pressure, I felt his ass relax—and suddenly my cock was surrounded by a rush of warm slampiss rushing out of his hole. I thrust a little deeper, feeling a gutful of chems splashing down my legs. And then I couldn’t hold back. I began to fuck him, but only for a minute or so—just to feel his hungry hole pulse and twitch hungrily around my raw dick. As I kept fucking, the stream of slampiss slowed to a trickle. He moaned. And for the first time, with every thrust of my poz dick into my 18-year-old boy’s eager fuckhole, he began actively milking my cock. “Very good, boy,” I whispered. “You’re fuckin’ made for this. Aren’t you, lil’ bro?” “Fuck yeah, big bro,” he mumbled. This kid was totally in heat—the slampiss rushing out of his hole had taken him into the goddamn stratosphere. “I’m made for this. And I need it so bad. Your raw cock. Your amazing fat dick, deep inside my boyhole. Bareback me. Please bareback me. Please. You. Fucking. Stud.” “Listen, lil’ bro,” I said, easing off on my thrusts before resting my cock deep inside him. I looked up to see that a sizable crowd had formed around us, so I leaned in a little closer and lowered my voice. “As much as I want to breed you right now, we shouldn’t make that poz Daddy wait any longer. So get your towel, boy. It’s time for you to get slammed up.” We walked back to the room, my arm draped over his shoulder, my hand occasionally mussing his hair like an affectionate big bro. I stopped by our room for just a moment to grab my playkit—and then proceeded to the sling room. When we reached the door, I turned to Conrad, placing my hands on his cute little butt as I drew his body close to mine. “You sure you’re ready for this, lil’ bro?” “I’m ready for anything, big bro.” “Good boy. Then knock.” He looked at the door, hesitating for just a moment, then glanced back at me. I gave him a proud little nod. He grinned that boyish grin, then gave the door a solid knock. Footsteps approached. The door opened. Standing before us, naked and hard, was a man like almost no man I’d seen. He was a silver Daddy type, mid-40s maybe, with a lean and muscled chest covered with salt-and-pepper hair, a tight stomach, and a truly massive pierced cock. Best of all: right above his navel, in jet-black ink, he had a biohazard tattoo that expanded and contracted with every breath, as if pulsing with hunger. “Welcome, you fuckin’ pigs,” he said with a lopsided grin. “I’m Grant. And you better get in here, ‘cuz we’ve got some fuckin’ work to do.” MORE SOON…
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  47. Any Hong Kong Chinese guys up for fun?
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  48. When I go to East Side or West Side Club I am known to walk out with at least 15 to 20 loads in my ass in 4 hours, 25 in six hours. They should just put a revolving door at my room.
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  49. Damn, that's hot! The most I've taken is 5 in one night from three men. I can't imagine getting 10... I think my head would explode with pleasure!
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  50. 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.
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