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I was recently in Amsterdam again for business. Amsterdam is also one of my favorite cities for anonymous sex. On my way back to the train station I made my usual stop at Drake's Sex Shop where I paid the admission fee and climbed the steep staircase up to the video booths. It was late afternoon and eight booths appeared to be occupied as the indicator lights on and doors were locked. About six guys were milling around. I found a booth with a glory hole where the adjoining booth was occupied. Bending over, I peeked through the glory hole, seeing a hot, business man in his mid-40s, dressed in black slacks, white shirt and tie, who was stroking his large uncut dick as he gazed at the video screen. I stepped into the booth, locked the door and knelt at the glory hole, giving the signal through the hole that I wanted to suck. He immediately stood, and slid his seven inch rock hard cock through the hole. I took his cock head into my mouth and sucked on his very ample foreskin. He loved the attention I was paying to it. He was soon ramming his cock in and out of my mouth. I was taking his cock as far to the back of my throat as I could. Soon I could feel his cock swell and throb so I knew he was close. And sure enough, I almost immediately tasted his sweet cum filling my mouth. I think he probably was straight because, in a very straight fashion, no sooner had he cum than he immediately withdrew his cock from my mouth, tucked his cock away, zipped up and left. I'd like to think he was on his way home from work and stopped in for a quick bj before going home to the wife and kids. Within just a moment the door to the adjoining booth opened again and a guy in his mid 30's bent down to look into my booth. He saw my face on the other side, then stepped into the booth and locked the door. As he was unzipping and pulling out his dick, I positioned my mouth up to the hole. He immediately fed me his limp cock. Again, as with most Europeans, his cock was uncut. I again sucked on and worshiped his very ample foreskin. He cock quickly grew in my mouth. Once he reached full hardness, he started to fuck my mouth. The hole was large enough that he pushed his low hanging balls through the hole as well. I quickly sucked on both balls, rolling them around in my mouth. Then he pulled his balls from my mouth and again began to fuck my mouth with his cock for about five minutes, until he filled my mouth with his load. Once he had left, a young black stud entered the booth. He again peeked into my booth to see me on my knees, with my mouth to the hole. He entered the booth, locked the door and completely undressed himself. He was about six feet tall, 190 lbs, muscled, and probably in his late 20's. His nine inch, thick cock was already hard as he slid himself through the glory hole. I worshiped his cock head for awhile, licked up and down his shaft, and took as much of his bbc down my throat as I could. He was rock hard and I could taste a lot of precum oozing from his piss slit. I really wanted his cock in my ass. After about five or six minutes of cock sucking I stood up, pulled my pants to my ankles, spit on my fingers a few times and lubed my asshole with my spit. Then I turned, spreading my ass cheeks and presented my ass at the glory hole. I heard him spit and felt him smear my hole with more spit. Then I felt his hard cock head press against my hole. I took a deep sniff of my poppers as I felt his bbc begin to slide up into me. His cock was so long and thick, that I had to just keep breathing in the poppers, so that I could accommodate his big cock, but soon he was all the way into me and began to fuck. His fuck was long, deep and slow for a few minutes, then as I felt his cock swell to even more thickness and hardness, he began to fuck me faster. This young, black, hottie was really pounding deeply into me, slamming against the wall which separated us. Finally, above the sound of the loud music, groans and grunts of all the porn showing in the booths, I could hear his groans above the background noise as he slammed as deep into my ass, unloading a sweet load deep into my body. I clamped my ass muscles around his throbbing cock as he shot volley after volley of cum into me. As soon as I could feel him withdrawing his cock from my hole I pulled off him, turned and got back on my knees, with my face to the glory hole. He pushed his cum-covered cock to my lips and I sucked and licked his slowly softening cock clean. My lips squeezed every last drop of his salty yet bitter cum out of his balls. I can honestly say loved every drop that I cleaned off his cock. Once we were done, I tried to dress quickly as I wanted to give him my email address in the hopes he would fuck me again. We both exited our booths at the same time. "Hello", I said, adding "That was an awesome fuck. I get here to Amsterdam a lot. I'd love to have you fuck me again." "Fuck, yeah", he replied. Pulling a piece of paper and pen from my pocket, I wrote my name and email address on the paper and handed it to him. "Write me. I'll send you my Amsterdam schedule for next month. Let's fuck." By the time I got back to my hotel he had written me. I now have his email address and plan to get together with him again. He can fuck me anytime.

I've been lurking this site and xtube for the longest time watching men taking anon loads for a year. Finally, I just could not take it anymore, I had to have a load (or several loads) in my ass. I posted an ad on craigslist for anonymous loads of cum to be deposited in my horny hole. I then put on my Almost Naked Bubblebutt Jock by Andrew Christian. I had to mention it as it was the perfect jock for my first ever breeding. I prepared my hotel room, and jock on, face down and ass up, lube on the night table, I was ready for the breeder. The first breeder was a 50 year old married man. At first I was nervous...my thoughts were beginning to panic as I was bi-curious and this was my very first time with another man. I then just told myself to relax and that all would be okay. Once the I heard him open the door and close it gently I was excited, and the sound of his belt buckle coming undone made me arch my ass up towards him and relax my hole. He then softly rubbed my ass and then smacked it, pulling my ass towards him and grinding his cock and balls against my hole. I loved the sensation and rubbed my ass against his cock. He then knelt, grabbed my ass with both hands and ate my hole. At first I tightened up but quickly relaxed, whereupon his tongue slipped into my hole. I moaned as he sucked and tongued my hole for several minutes. Then he mounted me. I was not expecting the penis of a 50 year old man to be particularly large, but I was wrong: it really stretched my hole. At first he used slow, long strokes, then, having pushed my head down, he pounded me hard. I moaned like a whore and when he announced he was cumming, I grabbed his legs and pulled him deeper into my ass. His cock flexed inside my hole as it absorbed his load. The whole time he was cumming he grunted, and even more excited I tightened my ass muscles around his cock, trying to prevent him from withdrawing, and I held him in place for a couple of minutes. Then he pulled-out, dressed and left. I took three more creamy loads from some younger men. My hole was throbbing and gaping with sloppy cum inside. I felt like a total whore. In the beginning I wasn't sure if I was making the right choice, but now I am. I want to get as many anonymous loads as I'm able.

Last summer, my boy and I took a vacation to Europe together. It was one of those packages, seeing a different city every day for a week and a half before flying home. We thought it would be exhilarating, but it turned out to be exhausting. When passing through Berlin, we decided to separate from the group and see the gay neighborhood. I had sort of hoped we’d get up to some naughty fun so I brought a small tube of lube and condoms in my shirt pocket, just in case. I bet there was a place where I could fuck him, safely, with maybe a few strangers watching. The very idea got my cock stirring. We fuck bare in private, but I didn’t want any strangers to think my boy was a slut who took all loads… We wound up in a two-level club with a sign proclaiming CRUISING BASEMENT. The street level bar looked like a normal bar, except with flat screen televisions playing bareback porn. There was a set of stairs at the back of the bar down to what must have been the cruising area. We were both kind of nervous being there, with nothing like that in our hometown, or even in most big cities in America for that matter. We quickly downed two large beers each in quick succession. We joked about exploring downstairs and seeing what trouble we could get into. Maybe some beers would help ease our angst and loosen us up a bit. My boy asked the bartender where the restroom was, and he gestured with a wink to the dark staircase. I knew he had to take a piss and he got up to head downstairs as I ordered another beer. A few minutes went by. Then a few minutes more passed. I was halfway through my beer and needed to take a piss myself. I gulped down the rest of my drink, paid our tab, grabbed my boy’s untouched beer and headed to find him. I found the bathroom, surprisingly clean and well-lit. No sign of my boy. I took a piss into a stainless steel trough urinal, holding my boy’s beer with one hand and my streaming cock in the other. I felt someone come up behind me, and press his crotch into my ass. I melted into him as he reached around and shook the last droplets from my dick. He pulled way, knelt down and took me into his mouth, moaning as he deep-throated me, occasionally holding up a bottle of poppers to huff. I like good head as much as anyone, but I was worried about my boy. I pulled the guy off my now-wet dick and backed out of the bathroom. The guy stayed on his knees grinning at me as I headed into the darkness to rescue my boy if he needed rescuing or to join in some raunchy, hopefully safe fun. In the darkness, I followed the sound of whispers and groans down a short hallway where I found my boy in an open doorway, leaning out and moaning, with his eyes closed. I reached out to feel his chest. His shirt was pulled up behind his neck. He clenched his eyes and I ran my hand down to his crotch. It was so dark that I could barely see that his pants were at his ankles, and someone was eating his ass. I grabbed my boy’s hard cock and he swatted my hand away. I cleared my throat and he opened his eyes. He reached out to me and wrapped his arms around my neck, supporting his weight as the stranger worked his ass. My boy whispered, or rather hissed into my ear "Is it okay if he fucks me?" I murmured approval, extracted the condom from my pocket, and handed it to the top who stood up and started slapping his sizeable dick against my boy’s wet ass crack. Of course I expected him to pull on the condom, but instead he scoffed and threw it to the dirty ground, pushed my boy’s back down so it was parallel to the floor, and his ass arched up. My boy grabbed onto my waist with both arms as the stranger lurched forward. My boy yelped and I knew the top had entered him raw. Just then the guy who had briefly blown me in the bathroom stepped out of the darkness and held his bottle of poppers under my boy’s nostrils. My boy huffed deep and held his breath. Had I been thinking clearly, I might have tried to stop it, but I was honestly too turned on. The top pounding my boy’s raw ass went at it for about thirty seconds, only to mutter "Too tight. Gonna make me breed him too soon." Then giving a disapproving grimace he pulled out and disappeared into the shadows. My boy was dizzy from the experience. I grasped both of his hands and led him towards a deep bench against a wall. I sat down and he collapsed, face first into my lap, thinking he would take a quick nap, but I was wrong. He shimmied my pants down and swallowed my hard dripping cock to the root. I was still wet with the poppers guy’s spit. I knew there were other guys around. I could hear them whispering, and kissing, and sucking, and fucking. Knowing that at least some of them were watching really got me hot. The guy with the poppers had followed us and knelt down behind my boy, diving into his freshly-fucked ass with his tongue. My boy moaned on my dick. The guy lapped away for a few moments and then crouched down behind him. From my place on the bench, I watched as his aimed his raw cock into my boy’s willing ass. My boy squealed as he took another raw anal assault. The poppers guy took a huff and then leaned over my boy, making him do the same, and then offering them to me. I took the bottle and inhaled very deeply as the poppers guy's pace picked up only to halt. I knew he was firing his cum into my boy’s bare hole. He slapped my boy’s sweaty, and now cummy ass and pulled out. I thought he’d go away, but he leaned towards my boy and whispered with his thick German accent, theatrically so everyone around could hear "Good thing that other guy didn’t blow his load inside you. He’s POZZED up more than a few tourists here." He chuckled as my boy fisted his cock, his moans announcing he himself was close to cumming. The poppers guy laid down on his back, under my boy, on that filthy sticky floor, gobbling down my boy’s cock just in time to swallow his load. Just then, the first guy, the hulking POZ one, crept out of the darkness again. His huge cock was still wet and shiny, either from my boy’s hole or from some other bottom in the basement darkness. He slapped it against my boy’s cummy crack a few times, leered at me, and slammed all the way in. My boy tried to swallow my dick, but the top was so aggressive that he mostly just moaned with an open mouth around the head. He fucked my boy hard and quick for no more than two minutes. He cursed in Dutch, or German maybe, a few times before quickening his pace and then pounding six times with decreasing speed, filling my boy with toxic seed. It got me super close to going over the edge. My boy felt my nuts tightening up and pulled off my cock. The POZ top disappeared and the poppers guy just laughed as I pulled away and got behind my boy, marveling at the cum streaking down his thighs and the low light glistening on his sweaty back. I slid easily into is loose sloppy hole and came after five seconds. My boy threw his head back and lost another load into the poppers guy’s eager mouth. My boy stood up on his trembling legs and threw his arms around me, kissing me deeply. He growled into my ear "We gotta get out of here, and fast, or I’m going to wind up taking every load in this basement." "And what would be so bad about that?" I asked. He kissed me hard, grinned and waved at me, and backed away into the darkness….

At least it wasn't a year for my next update, lol. A couple of hours later, I got a text from Carlos with a picture of Joey’s red abused hole with the caption “He still thinks he’s safe lol.” >>He asked if I came in him and I told him I just used a lot of lube lol >Fuck, looks like you really did a number on him >>Yeah my fingernail scratched him good on the inside too. This fuck should definitely take. >Fucker deserves it >>I asked him why he seemed upset. He told me about you. >Oh really? I’m surprised. >>Yeah, he opened up after opening up lol. Told me he knows you’re not satisfied always using condoms and is worried you’ll cheat and go raw with someone. I thought about that. If I hadn’t found out Joey was cheating, would I have eventually gotten frustrated enough that I would find someone to breed? >>I told him maybe he just needed to spice things up a little. Maybe a threesome would be enough to get you excited. >Fuck yeah. Did you nominate yourself? >>Of course, lol. He just doesn’t know how to bring it up to you. I told him I’m sure you’d jump at the chance, especially hearing how your night ended. >Well that and I know you, but he doesn’t need to know that >>Lol. Let’s hope it’s soon. ................................................................................. The next day I worked from home through the morning and Joey stopped by around noon with sandwiches for lunch. I wondered if he would bring up our little moment or if he’d ask about a threesome, but all through lunch he was quiet. I couldn’t take it, so I opened saying “So, about yesterday…." “I know it’s frustrating,” Joey interrupted me. “I know we’ve been monogamous for a long time; I just don’t feel right having unprotected sex. I’m really sorry that it bothers you.” While the apology was alright on its face, the bit about monogamy made me feel hurt for knowing the truth. I also felt twisted joy from knowing he wasn’t as protected as he thought he was. That sense of what I can only describe as evil grew within me to the point where I no longer cared that he was cheating. I just wanted his hole filled with poz cum. “I get how you feel,” I said firmly. “I just feel like things are getting a bit stale.” I hoped it didn’t feel like I was leading him to any conclusion. He seemed to take it as the right opening to bring up Carlos’ suggestion, though. “What if we brought in a third person to freshen things up, then. As long as we’re all safe, I think it might be fun.” I smiled. Outwardly, Joey seemed to be more at ease seeing that I was pleased he’d come up with a great idea. Inwardly, I felt that evil grow knowing he’d taken the bait yet again. My dick grew hard at the thought of knowing I would be there to see him get his ass filled with poz cum in person. “That sounds like a good idea. You think you can find someone for us?” I asked. I didn’t want to make it more complicated by appearing to want input. Grinning, I added, “I trust your judgement.” Joey looked contemplative as he wiped his mouth and hands with the napkin. “Well, do you want someone white, Latino, or even black?” he asked. I got up and walked over behind him, leaning my head into his ear as I ran my hands down his chest towards his thighs. “As I said, I trust your judgement, but I think I’d like to bring another Latino in just to see what two of us can do with a thick white boy like you.” He moaned a bit and I knew he was playing the scene out in his head. That would more than likely get him to contact Carlos. “I’ll see what I can do,” he blurted. “When were you thinking?” "As soon as we can, baby."

It started while I was asleep. No one was home since it was my parent’s date night and I was an only child. I was just laying there peacefully until I felt two strong grips on both of my wrists. I woke up jerking but I could’t flip over to my back. I had to look around the room but it was dark. All I could see were two figures looming over my bed, each grabbing me. I didn’t even realize there was a third guy behind me until I felt a sharp slap on my ass. Even then it didn’t completely register until he started to talk. Stranger 1: Mmm boys, look at this precious gem we’ve found. I was squirming but petrified. I was a small guy and these men were all very strong. The two had my wrists down and I couldn’t do anything. I couldn’t even get out any words. Stranger 2: Yeah we’ve certainly noticed. This boy is definitely better than all that jewelry we’ve found. So they were burglars. Stranger 3: And to think we almost left after we hit up the master bedroom. So glad we came to this room. Stranger 1: Yeah he’s gonna be fun. Isn’t that right boy? He was talking to me. I was still petrified. Me: — uh I felt another sharp pain on my ass. Stranger 1: Come on speak! Gonna be making a whole lot of noises tonight anyway! What’s your name kid. Me: D-Derek. Stranger 1: Mmm I’ve met some good Dereks before but don’t you just look the sweetest. Do you realize what we’re here for Derek? Derek: —uh - you’re stealing. Stranger 2: In a way baby. We’ve already done that part. Stranger 3: Yeah we’ve come across something better since that. It hadn’t even clicked yet what they were talking about, I still just couldn’t move. My night started off so peacefully that this twist was shaking me to my core. My parents left maybe 20 minutes ago and I just fell asleep since I had some early days coming up. Stranger 1: Oh yeah, definitely come across something better. We might not even take anything else with us when we go. Derek: G-go where? Wha-what is this? Stranger 1: Oh you don’t know yet? That’s fun. Maybe we can keep it a mystery. Stranger 3: Oh come on, he’s gonna find out in minutes anyway. Stranger 2: Even sooner. When the guys holding my wrist said that, I heard a zip behind me and a slap on my ass. Stranger 1: Tell me something kid, it’s only 9o’clock, what are you doing in bed already? Derek: I- uh - have to be up early. Stranger 1: Mmm, for what? He was rubbing my ass over the boxers I had on. Derek: I have training in the morning. Stranger 1: Oh yeah? What kind? Derek: I-I I was stuttering. Stranger 2: Come on, what kind? Derek: I’m training to be a pastor. Stranger 1: Oh yeah? That’s hot kid. How old are you? Derek: I’m -uh - 19. Stranger 3: Perfect for us, not that your age matters to us anyway. The guy behind me was still rubbing on my ass. I had an idea about what they were thinking but I was in denial about everything, still petrified. Stranger 1: Mmm that sounds hot boy. Don’t worry, we’ll make sure you get to your training. Do me a favor and get on your knees. I listened. The two were still holding my wrists in place, but my ass was up. I was sinking out of denial. And then I felt my briefs being taken down slowly. Stranger 1: Mmmm look at that. You boys need to see this. Stranger 2: We gotta hold him down still. Stranger 3: I’m not so sure that this punk will move. Stranger 1: Try it, let’s see. This view is worth it. And they released my hands but I couldn’t move. Not with three big guys surrounding me. The guy originally behind me was rubbing on my bare ass with his fingers. Stranger 3: Mmm you were right, this is something to salivate over. Stranger 1: That’s the plan. He put both his hands on my ass cheeks and spread them. I felt him get closer and lean in and then I heard and felt his spit hit me. He used his fingers to rub it in. I tried to move a little, obviously scared. But the two quickly grabbed me again while the one put his face onto me. Licking my ass with his tongue. Stranger 1: Oh boy that’s sweet. He dove in again and it felt good, but so wrong. He kept spitting and licking and I even felt him bite my ass. Derek: St-stop this please. I began to whine but that wasn’t gonna do anything. Stranger 1: Shut him up please. Stranger 2: Of course. They were quick to unzip themselves and I saw the dicks in their pants spring out, rock hard. I was no longer in denial but I was still petrified enough not to speak. Stranger 3: I think you know what’s next. I wasn’t sure who he was talking to, but I did know what he was doing. Derek: Please.. no. Stranger 2: Open. He pushed the head of his dick against my lips. I didn’t wanna open it up but he kept adding pressure until the tip slipped in between. Stranger 2: Ooh boy that feels good. Ready for more. I looked up at him with desperation in my eyes. But he just gave me a devilish smile. Stranger 2: Come on. Stranger 3: Might as well give in now. He pushed his dick in deeper. Stranger 2: Oh god yeah. I hated that he said that. Stranger 3: I can’t fucking wait. Stranger 1: I think it might be even sweeter on this end. The man behind me was getting more aggressive with the way he ate my ass. He was spitting and rubbing and licking and spanking. He kept squeezing my cheeks, pulling them apart and going in as deep as his tongue would go. I kept squirming and making discomforting noises. But it didn’t matter what I did. These men were intent on violating me. The man with his dick in my mouth was rocking it in and out. Getting it closer and closer to the end. Stranger 2: Aw his tongue is so warm. Stranger 3: Come on, give me a turn. Stranger 2: Hold on, just wait till it’s all in. Trust me, you’re gonna love it. Stranger 1: We’re all gonna love it. He smacked my ass. Stranger 1: All of us. It was clear he meant me as well, but I couldn’t imagine ever loving it. I was a man of faith, and this was all wrong. His fingers began to explore more. Stranger 1: You ready for me to open it up? And he inserted one of his fingers. He took turns after that between his fingers and tongue. Stranger 1: I wanna make sure you’re all ready for the real fun. By now the dick in my mouth was in, his balls touching my chin. He just herd it in there for a moment before pumping again. Stranger 2: Fuck this is good. Stranger 3: Come on now. Stranger 2: Hold on, he can hold it now. He started pumping a little faster. Stranger 2: Oh this is too sweet. I’m getting close. What do you all think? Stranger 3: I say go for it so I can get some. Stranger 1: Yeah go for it, there’s still time for more. What do you think Derek? He pulled his dick out for me to answer. And the one behind me put in a second finger. Derek: Ahh! No, don’t do. Stranger 2: Don’t want some of my cum? Derek: Ahh ! No, I’ve never even- Stranger 1: What? No way kid. Derek: No, noo.. Stranger 1: Well now we gotta show him. The second guy put the tip in again and began to stroke the rest while fingers and tongue were still all over my ass. Stranger 2: Oh man, fuck this is gonna be good. He slapped his dick against my face. Derek: No I don’t want this. Stranger 2: Maybe I should just stop then. Derek: Please. He started stroking faster. Stranger 2: Open back up. He pressed his dick into my mouth again and put it all in, stroking his dick with my mouth. Stranger 2: Uhh fuck I’m ready? A third finger entered my ass and the man was going as deep as his hand would let him. I started to grunt with the guy fucking my face. Stranger 2: Oh man here you go. He put his dick all in and I felt a warmth enter my throat. He kept pumping then pulled out, still leaking his warmth onto my tongue. Stranger 2: Mmm make sure you got to taste some. He slapped it against my tongue and let the last drops leak out. Then he pumped some more in, spreading it around my mouth. I was horrified, it was tangy and he was leaving me no choice. I was staring in disbelief that this was all happening. The guy behind me slapped my ass. Stranger 1: Good fucking boy. Stranger 3: My turn now. He switched spots with the second guy and smacked my face with his dick. Stranger 3: You all ready for me to get rougher? You’re throat all open and lubed for me now. My phone went off. Stranger 2: Fuck what’s that? Derek: Th-that’s my text. He grabbed my phone and it was from my parents. He brought it to me and had me open it. They were finally leaving the restaurant, on their way home. Stranger 3: Fuck man, I didn’t even get to. Stranger 1: Don’t worry. Leave all their belongings, we’ll just take the kid. He slapped my ass while the second guy emptied the bag they brought and put it around my head.

Part 13 “Alright cunt, your Sir assured us you were fair game for anything. You ready for a new test of your pathetic existence?” I feared what he had planned, but I nodded. “Good. First off, swallow my piss for me.” He immediately began flooding my mouth with his sweetly bitter piss. I gulped it down as fast as I could, angry with myself for missing a few drops of his nectar. After my gut was full of his piss, I felt sad that he had finished and looked at him with sad eyes. He laughed and said, “It’s okay boy, you all feel that way after drinking me.” The guy fucking me started to say, “Yeah, bec…” but was cut off with a backhand to the face. My love (really, what the hell is going on with me) snapped his head and glared at him. “You know the rule.” I watched in pure confusion as the man fucking me pulled out of my ass, cum dripping from his dick. “Yes, Sir.” He wiped the cum from his dick, and preceded to lick it off. I saw his face convulse in disgust as he tasted it. The convulsion twisted further with the order, “Swallow it.” He garbled out, “Yes, Sir” as he swallowed the cum. The guy then leaned over and before I could prepare myself, his tongue lapped up any cum that had dripped out of my cunt into my cheeks. “Stand up.” He stood back up, tongue still out, and was ordered, “Swallow.” He pulled his tongue back in and swallowed a large helping up who knows how many DNA mixed cum loads. “Assume the position.” The man then put his hands behind his head and stood with his legs spread wide. “Reveal to this pathetic cunt why this is happening.” The guy looked at me and simply stated, “I failed to follow orders of the Brotherhood. I accept my punishment, Sir.” With that, out of seeming nowhere, the man standing above me, who I could not explain my feelings for, delivered a bone rattling kick, square to the nuts and cock of the man standing in front of me. The kicked man’s mouth opened in a silent scream as he crumpled to the floor. “Get the fuck out of here and tell the others of your behavior. They will finish your punishment.” The man crawled to the door, clearly in great pain and was passed by another man heading to my cunt. There were no words of sympathy for the crawling man, no offer of assistance. Instead, as if nothing was going on, the next man asked, “Is the cunt available Sir?” My love nodded and I was again mounted like a bitch. My love turned back to me and looked me in the eyes. “You see what happens when you fail to follow rules boy? You get hurt and hurt badly.” He kneeled down, turning my head to face him and quietly said, “He won’t heal as you do, he may not be whole again for a while, if ever. You though? You have that special gift from our Father. As I have my special gift from Him.” I leaned forward and tried to kiss him, but he simply put a hand out and stopped me. “No kissing on the lips boy. Only I get to do that.” My lips trembled with dejection as he instead lifted his arm, showing me his hairy armpit. The smell of it, so close to my nose, made me gag it was so strong. I’ve smelled dirty armpits for years, you can’t avoid it being a baseball player. I’ve always been disgusted by the smell, even when its an earned and honest sweat. There’s a difference between athletic sweaty pits and unwashed, unkempt dirty pits. And then there was his. After the initial wave washed over me, something else kicked in. I strained my head, not pulling away, but stretching as close to it as possible. He saw this and smiled, “You like that smell don’t you boy?” I nodded. “You want to get your nose all the way in there don’t you? Feel my wet hair in your nostrils. Marking you with my scent. Show me you want it.” I scooted as much as I could to get closer to it. “Good boy.” He lowered his armpit onto my nose and mouth. I started to tongue it but stopped when he told me, “I didn’t give you permission to taste it. Do you need to be punished?” I shook my head to indicate I did not, then realized how I had failed him and upset him. I slowly nodded my head, knowing I had broken the rules. Keeping his armpit covering my mouth and nose, he turned to the guy fucking me and said, “Pull all the way out of his cunt.” No resistance as my cunt was abandoned and tightened up. “Give me your cigar.” I felt my love move to take the cigar and bring it around to my face. “Now, this will hurt quite a bit. I hate doing this to you, but you must be punished.” He put the cigar between his teeth, taking a drag to get the embers red hot and then immediately placed the lit end to my forehead. The pain was horrible, and the scent of burning flesh was putrid. “Fuck him hard.” The cock was slammed back into my hole, causing a new level of pain that had not been matched since the night before. My mouth opened into a silent scream and my eyes filled with tears. He looked at me and made me focus on him. “Boy, that hurt me so much having to do that to you. Don’t hurt me again. Or I’ll have to do worse. Do you understand?” I nodded and as he moved his arm briefly to uncover my mouth, I said, “I’m sorry Sir.” He smiled back and said, “Yes boy, you are sorry.” My mind tore apart as part of me was angry for being so pathetic to apologize to him after he hurt me. The other part of my brain was fighting to integrate my patheticness as my identity. He dropped his armpit back to my mouth and simply ordered, “Clean it.” I spent the next few minutes, although it seemed only seconds, sliding my tongue in every direction, trying to collect every drop of man sweat from him. I closed my lips around his hairs and sucked them as dry as possible. I was given the privilege of servicing his other arm as well. All the while I felt several guys enter me, fuck me and some shoot in me. I felt the burning, but it was such a distant feeling as I was entranced to his nectar. Finally, he pulled away, leaving me silently whimpering. “Good boy. Did you know you were a pit pig? I think you’re going to be very popular with your teammates. Offering to sniff and clean their sweaty armpits.” I nodded my head, disgusted at what he said; knowing it was true. “You’re doing really well, cunt-boy. I think you might be ready for your final lesson. Are you ready?” Not caring what it was, only wanting to please this man of mans, I nodded my head. “Don’t you even want to know what it is before accepting?” I shook my head. “Good boy. Close your eyes and keep them closed until I tell you.” I closed my eyes and waited. Nothing happened, except for another change in fuckers. Soon though I felt movement around my head, and pressure at the top of my face. “Open your eyes.” I did and was greeted by a hairy, muscular ass. The cheeks were spread wide and I could see a tight hole inches from my mouth. I immediately started bucking, trying to get my face away. This was too much. “Stop fighting me boy.” I stopped. “You said you were prepared. Did you lie to me boy?” I shook my head, but knew he couldn’t see it. “Show me a thumbs up to indicate you told me the truth. Thumbs down to indicate you lied.” I hesitated briefly before placing my thumb up. “Do you know what I’m expecting from you?” Thumb up. “Then do it boy.” I hesitated briefly, overwhelmed by the sweaty stench of his ass. Again, it was his scent, and his scent alone. No smell of ass funk or shit. Just his scent. I stuck my tongue out tentatively and touched it to his crack. As with his pit, I went to a place I’d never imagined. I became utterly focused on tasting his ass, the sweat and the hairs. For minutes I licked every inch of his crack, being rewarded with moans and “Yeah, boy” to indicate I was doing it well. “Stop.” My tongue froze where it was. “Why are you ignoring my hole boy? That should be your main focus. Worshipping a real man’s asshole, worshipping something you no longer have. Get your tongue in there.” I moved my tongue to that one place I tried to avoid. I felt his hole quiver slightly at the first touch of my tongue. He started moving his ass, front to back and side to side. My tongue was being used by him to lick his asshole entirely. “Good boy. Now go in.” That was not what I wanted. My tongue curled at the tip and pushed at his hole. He pushed his hole a little, while also sitting further down, and soon my tongue was in him. I was past his first ring, and could feel the lining of his colon. The heat burned me, but the taste was amazing. He began to slowly gyrate on me, then bounce up and down slightly. “Stick your tongue out as far as possible. I want to feel you in there.” I stuck my tongue out as far as I could and it slid in a little more. “Oh, fuck yeah boy. How’s that taste? You’re fucking tonguing my asshole.” I could only give him a thumbs up as my mouth was full. I could see a little, but could feel him mostly, jerking on his dick. “I’m pleasing him. He’s hard because my tongue is in him. I’m a good faggot cunt for him.” Again the fight in my brain. One side shouting how disgusting I was being. The other wanting to go further and hoping he’d give me his cum. I felt him continue to jerk and he said, “I’m getting close to shooting boy. You get to choose where my load goes. Your cunt? Your mouth? On your stomach?” For a split second the battle in my brain waged on. However, it ended quickly when I pointed to my cunt. I heard him yell, “Pull out of his pussy.” The guy in me followed directions and my hole was quickly emptied. My love hopped off the table and quickly approached my hole. He didn’t enter me. He stood staring at me. “Use your words cunt-boy. Tell me what you want.” I moved my mouth, not expecting to hear anything. But I heard my voice call out, “Fuck me Sir. Shove your dick in my cunt.” He smiled. “More.” This was it, no going back. “Fuck my cunt Sir. Breed my hole. Give me your dirty death seed.” My mind broke entirely as he smiled down at me. “As you wish slut.” He slammed into my hole and this time, instead of screaming in pain, I groaned in ecstasy. “Rape my ass Sir. Give me that dirty cum. Give me your AIDS. Oh, FATHER. GIVE IT TO MEEEEEE!!!!” He slammed into me a couple more times before groaning, “Take it boy. Take your death sentence.” I felt the most intense burning. No, it was more than burning, it was a massive hell-fire burn in my ass as he unloaded in me. It didn’t stop in my ass. The fire spread through me, consuming me entirely. I reached out to him and placed my lips to his. “Thank you Sir.” He continued to fuck me, shoving the death seed as deep in me as possible. I began to cry, knowing I had just begged for death. And it had been granted. He looked at me, his eyes searing deep into me. “Don’t cry boy. You’ll be okay.” “I know Sir. I’m crying because you made me see my truth.” “No boy. You only see what I wanted you to see. Say what I wanted you to say. My gift from the Holy Father? I make stupid little bitches like you do what I want. But when I’m done with you? You don’t remember a damn thing. Just that you did things you are disgusted by.” “But, I… lov…” “Shut your mouth boy. You don’t love me. I own your mind right now. And I’m wiring your brain to turn you into even more of a whore then your Sire started you as.” “Now, in addition to being a cum whore for any man who wants to breed you, you are even more. Now you are also a disgusting little sweat whore. You will clean the dirty armpits, the dirty asses and the dirty feet of ANY MAN WHO WISHES IT.” “No I won’t. I’m not that sick.” “You will you pathetic little bitch.” “NEXT. This is going to be fun to watch.”

So last night while most people were watching the debate I was online looking for ass. And I end up messaging this guy--early 40s, kinda daddy looking but great legs and ass--who keeping saying I can fuck him bare but I can't come in his ass. And my response is it's all or nothing! There are gaps in the messages like he's talking with other guys. So was I, lol, so I didn't care about that. Finally he tells me another guy's coming over to fuck him and I should join in. He sends me his address and says he'll meet me outside his apt building. Normally this would be too complicated for me but I was horny and it was only a few stops away, so I went. The guy meets me outside his place and he looks like his pics, which is good! Then he takes me inside, not to his apartment but to a storage room in the building's basement where he apparently fucks around (I smell a bf/husband/wife). Anyway, the other guy is already there. Tall blond kid with a good body, definitely younger than me. He's nervous and we decide I should start things off. Our bottom drops his shorts and leans up against the wall, presenting his ass and I slip out of my sweats. Host guy does have a great ass and it is already lubed up. As I am stroking myself to full hardness, the blond guy is really watching me. Our host can't see him but he's licking his lips and then whips out his dick. Long story short, we both fucked the host but the blond guy was all over my dick every time I pulled it out of the other guy's ass. I was fucking the blond as he shot his load in the older guy--no complaints about where the cum went once he was getting fucked!--and then I fucked my load into the host on top of the kid's.

Education: 01 - A Long Introduction Part 1 He had been chatting with Mitch off and on for months through the apps and hook-up sites, but nothing had ever come of it. Andrew had shot his load to many of their conversations. He fantasized about grinding down against Mitch's hairy body and taking his raw cock. It seemed like Mitch wanted to meet. Their schedules just never allowed for it. Andrew was 24, 10 years younger than Mitch's profile said he was. Both were white with dark hair and eyes. While Andrew kept his pits furry and trimmed the hair around his cock, he was mostly smooth otherwise. Mitch on the other hand had thick full pits and a nice bush as well as a solid but not overwhelming blanket of hair across his chest, belly, and legs. And while Mitch also had an average length cock of about 6.5 to 7 inches, it looked thick and firm enough to make Andrew's hole twitch any time they talked. Andrew was also a slimmer guy – toned, not too skinny but not a jock by any means. He was sure a man like Mitch would make him feel great. Andrew had loved taking bareback since an older buddy of his in college insisted on fucking him raw when he was a freshman. He had always been the typical misguided suburban boy though, cautious about trying to only take dick from HIV neg guys. Mitch's positive status was one of the only things holding him back. He had not shared that hesitation though. Late one night, things changed. They chatted on Scruff about all of the things Andrew dreamed about: kissing a hot scruffy man, taking his big bro or dad's cock into his mouth and licking the shaft and head until he got to swallow a thick load of cum, burying his face into a sexy man's hairy chest, having his hole opened up by a wet tongue so that his top's rock hard cock can slide in. They had not talked about meeting up in a while, ever since Andrew clearly chickened out a month before. But the dirty talk grew heavier and heavier, more pictures were exchanged, and suddenly, to Andrew's surprise, Mitch sent him a short video. The video showed him blowing smoke on his bottom's hole, eating him out, and then sliding in his cock for a few good hard thrusts. And then Mitch asked Andrew if he would come over to his hotel room downtown. Much to both of their surprise, Andrew said yes. The talk over the last hour had made him cockhungry, and the video of Mitch rawdogging a hot hole that looked like it could have been Andrew's own pushed him over the edge. It was time to meet face to face. It took a while for Andrew to get ready, but eventually he headed downtown to meet Mitch. His heart was pounding. Mitch said that he'd have all the supplies needed: lube if spit wasn't enough, some toys, a selection of porn, poppers and Maximum Impact, cockrings if Andrew wanted to try, other things that he might want to try as well. Andrew's heart pounded as he spied his scruffy raw top waiting for him outside the hotel. He looked maybe 6 years older than his profile had said, but that didn't matter. Andrew was in lust at first sight. "Hey, I'm Mitch," he said, tossing down his cigarette and extending his hand. "Damn you're cute." Andrew shook it, shyly introduced himself, and followed him past the welcome desk and into the elevator. Mitch made small talk, seeing that his young prey was nervous. They walked through an open air courtyard and down a hall to the right, entering a room near the corner of the building. The room was dark, and much to Andrew's surprise, two other men were inside. "H-hi, I'm Andrew," he said, looking from the lean, muscular guy on his left to the fully nude bearish man that was lying on the bed. "I hope you don't mind," Mitch said, touching Andrew's ass through his jeans. "They've been here for a while and wanted to meet you too once I showed them your pics." Andrew nodded and smiled, clenching his butt in his soon-to-be breeder's hand. Mitch growled in approval and moved his hand to his waistline and then down into the young man's jeans. "Fuck, kid," he said, running his middle finger down Andrew's crack. "He's got on a jock, guys. Wanna show them, boy?" He was nervous, having not been told that this would be a group affair, but he spun around to face Mitch. He unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and kicked his shoes off to the side as he lowered the top of his jeans below the blue and white striped waistband of his jock. "Sexy boy," said the naked hairy man on the bed. He looked to be in his mid-30s, about the same age as Mitch. He also had dark hair, but he had a shaved head and a more body hair than anyone else in the room. He also had two tattoos on his arm: a phrase in a foreign language and a tribal-looking figure. He was the biggest of them all in terms of mass, but he wasn't overweight. Just large and solid. A man. Andrew could feel himself get rock hard in his jock as he stared into Mitch's eyes and let his new bearded acquaintance look him over from behind. "Mind if I do this?" Before Andrew could ask what, the man dove face first into his ass. As his tongue hit Andrew's tight hole, Mitch said, "That's RJ. Feel good?" Andrew nodded once more as RJ came up for air. "Fuck dude. His hole tastes amazing. Why don't you and Tony give this kid a hit while I loosen him up a bit more?" The boy opened his mouth to ask Mitch what he was talking about, but Mitch put a finger on his lips and gave him a deep kiss. Their tongues caressed each other as RJ's tongue began to lap at his hole once more. It circled the pucker, tracing around it before darting in and out and up and down in long, forceful strokes. After a moment, Mitch broke from the kiss and crossed the room to the bathroom. Andrew could hear rustling from the other room, the sounds of Mitch digging through his bag. The athletic stud who had been watching from a chair in the corner stood up and took Mitch's place in front of the young man. "I'm Tony," he said with a smile. He was by far the most attractive in the room. Tall and thin like Andrew but more toned. He clearly went to the gym a few times a week, enough to keep in shape but not to bulk up. "My hat matches your jock, I see," he commented, rubbing the Nasty Pig logo above Andrew's trapped wood. His fingers moved down to trace the length of his cock, and he leaned in for a brief kiss. "God damn you've got a great hole, Andrew," RJ said. He rose up, kneeling on the edge of the bed behind Andrew. Andrew could feel RJ's hairy chest graze his back through his thin t-shirt. He groaned softly as RJ's index finger ran over his wet hole. "Yeah, boy, you like that? Think you'd like this in there later?" he asked as he tapped what felt like a meaty cock against Andrew's left cheek. "It will definitely like you." "Make sure you save some of that for me too," Tony said to RJ. Then he looked to Andrew. He had gorgeous blue eyes. Everyone else in the room had dark hair and dark eyes, which made Tony's icy blue ones pop out even more. "I'm usually more of a bottom, but...you never know." "Hey, get him comfortable! I'm almost ready," Mitch called from inside the bathroom. Tony reached down and took Andrew's jeans the rest of the way off, folding them and setting them against the wall with his shoes. He then lifted the boy's t-shirt over his head, smiling at what Andrew thought was his chest but what was really RJ lubing up his dick in the background. RJ set the bottle of iD on the bed next him after his 7.5 inch uncut cock was nice and slick and leaned back onto the pillows. "Let's get on the bed," Tony whispered in the new kid's ear, pushing him back slightly and forcing Andrew to move onto it. RJ assisted from behind, pulling the younger bottom up so that he was half sitting on the man's right thigh. "Hello again," RJ said, tweaking Andrew's nipple with his right hand and positioning the head of his cock at the boy's hole with his other. As a naked Mitch reentered the room with two objects in his hand, Tony stripped off his athletic shorts to reveal his hung chubbing cock, adorned with a heavy black rubber cockring. Tony slid up onto the bed, positioning himself on the other side of Andrew and spreading his legs a bit. Mitch joined them last, straddling the others' legs to sit in front of the group. "So when I say go, start sucking in slowly," he instructed Andrew. Mitch raised the first of the objects to Andrew's lips, and he saw a glass pipe with a long stem and a bulb at one end that was loaded with a melted white/clear substance. Mitch then raised a blue torch up and lit the end of the pipe. The substance melted, and white smoke swirled around in the bulb. "Ok, you can start," the boy's teacher said. Mitch slowly turned the pipe back and forth as Andrew inhaled. The young man only half knew what he was participating in, having read stories online and seen a handful of brief videos of this on a random gay porn tumblr page. His eyes darted from the smokey end and up to the man who he wanted so badly inside him. When he had taken as deep a breath he could, he raised his hand slightly, and Mitch pulled the pipe away. "Now exhale," he instructed. "No need to hold it in. Just breathe out slowly." And so Andrew did. "If you give me a kiss, you can have another." Finally he could be back in his originally intended top's arms! Not that he was complaining about the other two men taking care of him. Andrew leaned up toward Mitch, but Mitch stopped him from getting too close, taking his free hand and pinching the boy's nipple. His eyes moved downward to his hard dick, back up to the boy, and then back to his cock. "I meant kiss that." The younger man leaned forward on the bed and softly licked the head of Mitch's penis. He eagerly scooped up a pearl of precum that appeared on its tip and looked back up to his top. From behind, he could feel RJ's thumb work its way into his wet, hungry hole. "Mm, yeah, that's a hot warm hole. Nice and tight," RJ said with a smile. Tony licked his lips as he played with his own cock and hole, his eyes never leaving Andrew's ass. "I get in there first," Mitch said with a glance over to RJ and then to the large TV where Blue Bailey was getting fucked by a gang of men. "Of course," RJ agreed. "Just getting him ready." Having done what was requested of him, he sat back toward RJ again, which inadvertently forced RJ's finger deeper within him. Again, he wasn't complaining. He had never had the desire to party in the past, but now that his new friends were introducing him to it, he could understand the appeal. Even that first mediocre hit was having him crave cum. The pipe was raised to his lips once more and then again and again. After four increasingly large hits, Mitch took one for himself and then handed the pipe to Tony to use. Mitch leaned in closer to the hungry bottom and kissed him deeply. Andrew leaned back onto RJ, half sliding off the bearish man and on to the pillow between RJ and Tony as Tony lit up. RJ tweaked Andrew's nipples, causing him to moan through the kiss, and then he lowered his hand to Tony's waiting hole. "Fuck yes, let's get these bottom sluts twisted," RJ said to Mitch as he removed his finger so that Mitch could line his hefty cock up to Andrew's slick hole. He pressed the head of his cock against the boy's pucker and slowly pressed in. He could tell the kid was fucked up by the way his hole sucked at his cock. He continued in slowly, feeling each ring contract and release against his shaft, pulling him further and further along. "You like that? This okay?" he asked. "Yes sir," Andrew said, moving his hips downward in a sudden movement to take the rest in quickly. Once it was as far as he could take it in that thrust, he squeezed his hole on the cock inside him. "Oh god damn that feels good," Mitch groaned. He pulled out slowly and pushed in with more speed, going deeper this time than before. "You have an amazing hole. I bet you get told that all the time." "I have been before, yeah. Your cock feels great inside me too," Andrew half whispered and half moaned back. He bucked his hips, sliding up and down on Mitch's raw pole a few times before sliding off RJ, who had shifted to the boy's right a bit so that he could have fun with Tony. RJ took a hit of poppers and slid out from under Andrew entirely. He positioned himself between Tony's legs so that Tony and Andrew were side-by-side on their backs, and he plunged into Tony's eager hole. Once his cock was balls deep, RJ leaned over and fed poppers to Tony and Andrew as well. All four men were flying. The two tops worked in and out of their bottoms, picking up speed and slowing down as they felt themselves getting closer and closer to cumming. Andrew propped himself up on a pillow as Mitch worked in and out of his hole so that he could see the cock penetrating him. His angle wasn't the best, but he could see the root and bush grinding into his legs. "I have to go out to take care of some things quickly," Mitch said, leaning in to Andrew, "but I'll be back shortly." He started to pull out, but Andrew wrapped his legs around his to keep him inside. "Will you breed me first, sir?" he asked. "I'll keep it in me until you get back so that you can add some more." "Woof," Tony growled. "He's a cumpig too." "Oh, I knew that," Mitch said slyly, picking up his pace again. "I'll breed you, boy. I'll fill your hole nice and good. And then I'll fill you up with an even bigger one when I get back." "Fuck yes, sir," Andrew said. The thick veiny rawdick in his hole felt so amazing. He swayed his hips side to side, working his hole up even wider as Mitch's meat thrust in and out. "I want your cum deep inside me. Please, sir." "Mm, always hot watching a daddy fuck his boy," RJ said, bottoming out in Tony's hole again. Both of their eyes were on the fresh meat that was about to take their friend's load. "Hotter still when his bro and uncle get to watch." "Hot!" Andrew moaned at the roleplay talk. "You like that, eh? Take your dad's big raw cock, you bareback pig," RJ continued. "Oh god, here it–" Before Mitch could finish the sentence, Andrew pulled him in as deep as he could and clenched down on the dick inside him. He milked it with his open hole, feeling it pulse within him each time he tightened and held onto it. "Fuck," the spent top moaned. "That felt so fucking good, boy. You like dirty talk like that?" Andrew nodded. "You like taking your daddy's seed?" "Yes sir," his boy said. "Good pig," Mitch replied. He leaned over to the nightstand on the side of the bed and lifted a small bag up. "God damn, I'm still cumming. I didn't think I would that much, not yet." "He'd already put one inside me shortly before you got here," Tony explained, leaning over to give Andrew a kiss. RJ once more started to move in and out of his muscular bottom, this time going faster and faster until gangbang porn playing on the screen opposite of the bed was drowned out by his moaning and the slapping sounds of his body against Tony's. Mitch slowly slid out of Andrew's cum-filled hole, replacing his cock with a short but fat butt plug. "That's to keep my cum in, but you can take it out if you need to. Or if one of them wants inside you." "You felt so good," Andrew said softly as he shut his eyes, squeezing his hole and making it suck on the plug. "There's much more where that came from when I get back." Mitch quickly hopped off the bed, picked up a towel that was in a heap on the ground next to them, and wiped the sweat from his body. "RJ, I'll be back soon. I've got to go two places nearby," he told his friends. "Take care of him." His buds nodded as he rushed to get dressed, pick up a backpack, and head to the door. "Feeling good?" Mitch asked. "Mm, yes sir," the cumpig bottom boy responded. "I just want more." "Well, you heard him, guys," he said to RJ and Tony. "Looks like nephew wants uncle and his big bro in him too."

Been blowing a married guy for almost 5 years now and could never get him to fuck me. This afternoon at his office, I was on the floor between his legs, sucking away and he reached down and started fingering my hole. Just told me he wanted my ass. I turned around. He spat on my hole and fingered me open -- spat a few more times and slowly fed his cock in my ass and fucked me like a dog. I left with his smell on me and his load up my butt. Finally...

Author's note: Finally, here is part 2. Apologies for the very long wait. working on part 3 now, Hopefully will get to a state I'm happy with sooner (happy enough anyway). Posting with a larger font as the last time a moderator had to revise... hopefully people can read it this time. Lol> ---------------------------- Part 2: The Next Step Tommy raised an eyebrow. “Well, lucky for you, someone convinced me to explore my top side recently. But are you sure about this? It’s going to hurt a bit… especially if its your first time.” Calvin’s heart pounded like a drum. Terrified. But he felt a need for for what Tommy had to offer. No. More than a need. A desperate, gnawing hunger for cock. For cum. “Please.. “ He forced himself to look Tommy in the eyes. “… please fuck me.” “Do you want to come back to my place?” Tommy asked. Calvin only considered for a second. “No, man. Here. Now.” “Damn, you're an eager slut aren’t you? Well, if you’re that desperate to get your cherry popped, why the fuck not?” Tommy’s pulled their bodies close together. and his lips found their way to Calvin’s. Calvin could feel the hardness in Tommy’s jeans pressing against him. It made his pulse beat a little faster. A restless ache inside. An emptiness that he knew only a hard cock could ever fill. And Tommy’s cock was definitely hard. And big. Definitely big. Tommy gently guided Calvin’s hand to his crotch. Calvin’s fingers explored the bulge, pressing his palm carefully against it, following down the shaft. Finally reaching the ballsack. He tried to estimate how big the cock was but he couldn’t figure it out. That was kinda math… and math was too hard now. “Eight and a half inches.” Tommy broke the kiss just long enough to answer the unasked question. His hands wrapped around and caressed Tommy’s butt. A slight moan escaped Calvin’s lips, lost in the mouth pressed against his. His body trembled with need. His own cock begging for freedom from the constricting pants. He almost came as Tommy’s fingers moved to unbuckle his belt. His trousers and underwear pushed to the ground, Calvin stepped out of them. Naked now from the waist down. Tommy turned him around and had him rest his chest against the bathtub, raising his ass into the air. Calvin felt Tommy’s hands splitting his butt cheeks apart. Lips lightly kissing the small globes of his ass. Warm breath on that sensitive ring. Something warm and soft and… and spongy. Oh fuck. His tongue… Tommy’s tongue was touching his hole. Licking. Teasing. Circling. Pressing. Calvin thought he would cum right then. But he made himself wait. This was, he knew, just a warm up. He even forgot about sucking the other man’s cock. He wanted to get fucked and anything else was a distraction. A finger rubbing his tight little hole sent shivers up his spine. A little discomfort as it pushed inside but his hole opened up slightly, instinctively, for it. Tongue. Finger. Tongue. Two fingers. Tongue. Back and forth Gradually working Calvin’s ass to relax and open up ever so slightly. “I could eat this all day.” Tommy chuckled. “But eventually someone is going to want into this bathroom.” Calvin had almost forgotten they were in someone’s bathroom. At a party. Fuck. He felt Tommy stand up and unbutton his own jeans. A foil wrapper was opened and Tommy slipped a condom down his shaft. Cold lube was generously applied to his opening. “Are you sure this is how you want to lose your virginity? It’s not too late to say….” Calvin’s didn’t ever let Tommy finish. “No… please now. I need you inside me.” He struggled to find the words but his brain felt so slow. “Can’t explain it. Just need it.” A hard presence presented itself at Calvin’s sphincter. “As you wish. We will have to be quick and we will have to be quiet.” The hardness eased forward. It separated the tight ring and just a fraction of an inch slipped inside. … And a burning sensation tore through Calvin’s ass. His hips shot forward, pulling away from Tommy’s cock. Not just the expected pain of a dick opening his hole. Something else. Something felt…. wrong. Tommy gently but firmly pulled Calvin’s hips back and his cock again pushed for entry. Again, the strange burning sensation and Calvin’s ass jerked away in reaction. Damn it! Why wasn’t his body letting him take this cock? “Are you sure you are ready?” Tommy sounded slightly annoyed. Instinctively Calvin reached back. His fingers wrapping around the hard shaft. It wasn’t as bad… but that strange burning sensation tingled through his fingers. His fingers, still on instinct, pulled the condom off the big cock and tossed it aside. Then guided the shaft back to his asshole. Tommy just raised an eyebrow but didn’t complain. As someone who had, until recently, been a total bottom himself, he believed that it was up to a bottom to protect himself if so inclined. And Tommy had been fucked bare quite a few times himself. The cockhead pressed again against the opening, pushing in. The barrier resisted. Trying to keep the foreign invader out. But slowly it gave way, allowing the tip of Tommy’s big cock to slide inside. “Oh, motherfucker! That hurts…” Calvin hissed. “Do you want me to stop?” “No. Don’t stop.” It was all Calvin could do to grunt out his reply. It hurt… but, without the condom, there was no burning. It felt proper. It felt, despite the pain, good. Very very good. Tommy pushed further. His cockhead was about halfway in now. The tight ring clamping down on his shaft. The virgin hole trying to cling to its ‘virtue”despite the lusts and needs of the man. He wished he could be more gentle… that this guy had just come home with him so he could take his time. But he was determined to enjoy the fuck anyway. After all, it wasn’t his ass that would hurt like hell later. “Damn… you are so tight.” He giggled. “Nothing quite as nice as breaking in a virgin boypussy.” Calvin liked the sound of that: boypussy. It felt right. This seemed unreal — it was all happening so fast — but, at the same time, the most real and true thing he had ever felt. He bucked his hips up to meet the relentless shaft borrowing ever deeper inside him. Sliding further in inch by inch. Tommy could feel the way the ass, so desperate to stop him at first, slowly gave in. Surrendered to his onslaught. Opened up for him. Welcoming him and pulling him deeper. He sighed with contentment as his balls slapped against the bubble butt. “You’ve got the whole thing inside you. All eight and a half inches. How does it feel?” He pulled a couple inches back and then slammed all the way inside again. Calvin grunted. “It feels amazing. Fuck me. Please. Just fuck me hard.” His own cock was hard and red as it bounced in time with the thrusts. Tommy giggled again. “Be careful what you ask for…” But he pulled his shaft back, almost all the way out, then slammed his entire dick in again. And again. And again. Each thrust faster and harder. Calvin was moaning now. Loudly. Tommy put his hands over the other man’s mouth to try to quiet him but it was fruitless. “Yes… that’s it… that’s what I need.” Calvin was ranting. Out of his mind with the lust. And Tommy didn’t stop either. The primal impulse was rising. His fingers dug into Calvin’s hips as his own hips slammed mercilessly into the former virgin’s hole. “Fuck.” He kept his voice low even though, with all Calvin’s noise, anyone near the bathroom had to know what was going on. His sister Mary was going to be furious with him. “I’m cumming! Take it. Take that load, bitch.” Calvin could feel the shaft pulse inside him as Tommy unloaded. Calvin’s own cock exploded all over the tub despite not having been touched. It took Tommy a moment to catch his breath. His cock stayed buried balls deep in Calvin’s hot and dripping hole. Still throbbing gently. Finally he pulled out and quickly pulled up his jeans. Calvin looked up at him, adoration in his gaze. “That was fuckin’ amazing.” He made no move to stand, enjoying the feel of his ass pulsing gently and a trickle of cum just starting to slide out. A sense of contentment settled across him as, for the moment, the craving was satiated. “Yeah, that was hot. Thanks for letting me pop your cherry.” Tommy patted his ass and, on a whim, slipped his finger inside the slightly gaped hole. Calvin cooed like a bitch in heat. “Thank you, Tommy.” Calvin finally standing. “Can we do that again sometime?” Tommy laughed. “Sure. In fact, I bet my boyfriend Greg would love a go as well. Just put my number on your phone.” Calvin fished the phone out of the pocket of the trousers still around his ankles. It took him a couple times to remember his password. He fumbled around the phone, trying to remember how to enter a new contact. It was just so complicated. Tommy watched the younger man fumble with his phone. The poor guy didn’t seem too bright. It was odd, though, as Calvin had seemed so intelligent when they spoke earlier. Still, he had been a good fuck — for a virgin — and Tommy did want to breed his ass again. “Here, let me help.” He said as he gently pulled the phone out of the other man’s hands, typed his number, and handed the phone back. “Thanks, man. It’s just really a really complicated phone. You know?” “Sure, no problem.” Tommy gave the newbie a final kiss. “Give me a call sometime.” Then he slipped out and closed the bathroom door behind him. Calvin sighed contentedly, finally pulled up his trousers and made himself as presentable as possible. When he finally stepped out of the bathroom, everyone stopped to stare at him. Some with disapproval, others in amusement, and yet others with a bit of lust. Someone pushed past him into the bathroom muttering “About bloody time.”. Tommy was talking to the hostess, Mary. Her face was bright red. Fuming. Tommy didn’t seem bothered at all. When Mary noticed Calvin stepping out of the bathroom, that fury was directed his way. Tommy just gave him a wink. “I think you should go.” A voice said to Calvin’s right. He turned and saw Mary’s husband, Mark. His face contorted into a sneer. “Yeah. I think you’re right.” “You know… “ he hissed. “We have to take this behaviour from her brother — god only knows why — but we aren’t going to take it from you. You’ve ruined the party for everyone with your sick little antics.” Calvin wanted to tell the other man to fuck off but instead just muttered an apology and left. He hurried back to his apartment, crawled into bed, and curled himself up. He couldn’t sleep, however, as his ass was sore. But even more than that, he could feel that urge rising again. His ass was sore.. but if Tommy were here he would be begging for another fuck. Not just Tommy either. Any man. Even that asshole Mark. “I’m gay.” He said aloud. “I like cock. I love getting fucked.” But how could he be gay? He had never even thought about another man sexually before today. He made himself get up and pull out his school work. He needed to get ready for classes on Monday. He skimmed the book to find where he had left off before the party. It did not look familiar. And it made even less sense. This stuff might as well be complete gibberish. He didn’t understand a word of it. He tried to force himself to focus. But his mind drifted. Remembering the feeling of Tommy being inside his ass. Of that big dick sliding in and out. Thrusting. Stretching him open. A little moan left his lips as he thought about it. Maybe just a little break to take his mind off it? He opened his laptop. Within minutes he was browsing a free gay porn video site, wishing it was him getting fucked in these videos. His books remained untouched the rest of the weekend.

I take a ton of anonymous loads and I was wondering what you guys would do. I never ask them who they are unless they are an amazing fuck and I want it again.

Have you ever run into a former or current hookup in public while he is with his wife or girlfriend? This evening I came across a guy I have bred a few times from the gym going into a Starbucks as he and his wife were exiting. He looked a bit shocked and nervous, but I am not a total ass I just walked past him just as if did not know him. This is not the first time I have bumped into a guy I have fooled around with and I always act like I do not know them, not even saying hi unless they say it first. Those I always respect their right to privacy, when I see their wives or girlfriends it turns me on a bit knowing that I have bred or been bred by their man.

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They grabbed me and the easiest clothes for me to put on and dragged me through my house til we were gone. When we got outside they were threatening me about making noises. I believed them when they said they'd hurt me. They'd already done so much. We walked for a few minutes and they threw me into their car. Stranger 2: Mm boy this is so hot. Where are we gonna head? Stranger 1: Back to my cabin. It's nice and secluded. Finish up our fun there. Stranger 3: Damn, I was about to get off to this boy's sweet mouth. Stranger 2: Fuck it's good. Stranger 3: Shut the hell up. I'll sit in the back with him. Stranger 1: Sure, just keep the bag on alright? Stranger 3: Of course. The car started and we left. They played some music and everything seemed so normal. The guy in the back with me pulled my shorts down again and started fingering me. He leaned to my ear and whispered to me. Stranger 3: No way I can last this drive. Get ready for another one little bitch. Don't make noises. He unzipped again while the two in front had the music playing loud. He positioned me so my face was near his crotch and starting rubbing me. He only lifted the bag over my mouth so I was still in the dark. Stranger 3: Come on, go down on it. I was praying anything would happen to prevent him from keeping up with this. Stranger 3: Blow me like you did my friend. He grabbed my head and pulled it towards him. I was as hesitant as I could be but that didn't change anything. He pulled me down slowly enough for me not to choke, but fast enough that I felt his pelvis against my nose. He was smaller than the first dick but it didn't make it any easier on me. He grabbed my hair and started jacking himself off. Stranger 3: He was so fucking right. Sweet little mouth of yours boy. Mm A few minutes must have passed until he started to groan and squirm. He picked up the pace with my mouth. I was still praying this would all end. The music volume lowered. Stranger 1: Fuck we have company. I couldn't make anything out over the music still, but I had my hopes. Stranger 2: Damn. I tried to think about how grateful I was, but I was still being used. Stranger 3: It's too late for me to stop, so-- fucking-- close. He erupted in my mouth and I felt more full than the first time. He didn't pull out though. Stranger 3: Swallow it whore. Can't have you looking messy for our new friend. He pulled my briefs back up while his dick was still in my mouth. Stranger 3: Good boy, clean up after yourself. What are we gonna do bout all this? Stranger 1: Well you know how I like uniforms. I heard ruffling up in the front and I heard the car doors open and close. Then I heard some bangs which I thought sounded like gunshots. The guy in the back stayed with me and all I could do was sit there and wait. Stranger 3: Fuck yeah, looks like more company. The door they threw me in opened and another guy was thrown on top of me. He was groaning but I couldn't see or use my hands to feel him. The front doors opened and shut again. And we started to drive. After that it was quiet, except for the music they turned back up. Seemed like another half hour passed before the car stopped. They took off my blindfold and I caught my first glimpse at the new guy in the car, a cop. He was passed out but alive. He looked hurt but peaceful and unaware of what was going on. Then I looked around but saw nothing but trees. Stranger 1: We're back. Let's haul these two out and get ready for our fun.

Some of the best fucks I've ever gotten are from guys who most of the 'pretty boys' out there wouldn't even look at. Since that happened, I actually sort of seek out the less attractive guys because I know that I can get them off, and I know that I will get off on them using me. Twisted logic, but we all feel good so who the fuck cares? Plus I really love anonymous, so even the most grotesque fucker could be a prince in the dark -as long as his dick is hard and blasts me full of seed, I will be a happy pig.

The End of Pretense - As told by Ben “Ben, I want you to fuck Jim without a condom, and shoot your load in his gut.” I was stunned by what Brandon just said. I noticed that Jim was just grinning like the cat that caught the canary. Had Brandon and Jim planned something that I did not know about? Of course I had been fucking bareback and giving and receiving loads from a whole lot of guys in the last few months but I was still shocked at Brandon’s change of attitude. I had to say something. “Brandon, what about the agreement? Safe only with strangers.” He burst out laughing as he took the condom out of my hand. “Oh, that. Seems like it went out of the window a while ago. And this condom is programmed to break anyway. Or didn’t Jim tell you?” He paused waiting for me to say something. I remained silent so he continued. “You probably started fucking bare that first day you met up with Sam again or soon after that. And then when I got to enjoy sloppy seconds after you had spent a Saturday running errands I put two and two together. Did you think I wouldn’t notice? I took that as a hint and both of us have been fucking raw behind each other’s back for some time now.” Brandon turned Jim around and guided my dick to his hole and continued. “New Agreement. Only fuck bareback and take all loads.” I felt sick. I hadn’t expected that my bareback cheating would be revealed in this way. In some crazy way I thought I could fuck around raw and Brandon would never find out. “Then there is that TeamBB speedo you started wearing a few months ago. At my last conference my gay Buddy Zach told me what it meant.” Fuck, now I knew that Brandon knew how much I had been fucking around. I had totally lost my hard on by this stage. I love Brandon and I did not want it all to end this way. “Sam, Matt and Josh started the Team Bare Back club and to join is by invitation only. Once they have each fucked you twice and left their loads in your ass, they gave you a team swimsuit. And the club has rules, sort of like our arrangement was supposed to be a set of rules. No condoms ever. Never ask anyone their status. Never tell anyone your status except by means of a symbol, such as a tattoo. Never refuse to fuck anyone. Never refuse anyone who wants to fuck you. Never waste your seed by cumming outside an ass.” He looked at me long and hard, searching for some sign of guilt. I am sure all he saw was my blood drained expression. “Too late for regrets. You cannot undo what has happened. Like you cannot un-catch the ‘flu.” I saw Jim grinning at him as he said that. “The old agreement no longer stands. The new agreement is TeamBB rules. Now FUCK JIM IN THE ASS loverboy.” As I pressed my cock head against Jim’s willing anus I noticed that Brandon was looking directly at Jim as he continued. “And added to the TeamBB rules is a new one just for us: We go out and find guys who are cheating on their partner and both fuck him raw and deposit our loads.” “Fuck yeah!” was all Jim said as I slid all the way in. Brandon went down on his knees and started sucking the cum and ass juices off Jims cock as I slowly fucked him. For a few moments no one said a thing and the only sounds were the slapping of my crotch against Jim’s ass and the slurping sounds of Brandon’s sucking. Then Jim spoke: “Fuck yeah. Load up the cheating boyfriend. That’s hot.” I wondered for a moment if he was responding to Brandon’s statement or was cheating on someone himself. Whatever he meant, the idea of deliberately barebacking a cheater was too hot to resist, and I started spewing a huge load into Jim’s bowels. Jim grunted with pleasure as he felt my cum filling him up. “Damn, I can never get enough cum up my chute. I wish we had time for Brandon to fuck me as well. Maybe next time.” I certainly hoped there would be a next time as I slowly withdrew my still hard cock from his sloppy rectum, trying to prevent the cum from leaking out. Brandon went to the bedroom to get a towel while Jim and I started gathering our clothes. After a quick wipe down we started getting dressed. I wondered why Jim needed to be home by five. Maybe he was cheating on a boyfriend? He had not said anything about one. - As told by Brandon We had all just finished getting dressed when Jim looked at his phone and noticed that there was a text message. As he opened the message I could not help noticing what it said. “Missed my flight. Be home after midnight.” I heard Jim mutter “Kewl” and then much louder. “Guys, I don’t have to be home by five after all. You guys up for another round? I still need to breed Brandon’s ass and he needs to breed mine.” This was going to be a great opportunity for Jim and I to swop our toxic strains, and Ben had already received a load from each of us. I thought it might be a good idea to wait a while before fucking again to give us a chance to recover. A beer or two and a very hot movie would give our balls a chance to recharge. I looked around for one of my favorites called “Bareback Cheating Boyfriends: Risk Takers,” a title appropriate for the occasion. I could not find it I wondered if Ben had lent it to someone. No problem. I had a newer one that was even hotter. “Guys, why don’t you get comfortable on the couch while I grab some beers and a new bareback porn movie that I just got. It’s supposed to be very hot and quite controversial so I am curious to see it.” Of course I had already seen it, and knew EXACTLY why it was controversial. I gave them their beers, inserted the DVD, pushed play and went to sit between the two of them on the couch. The movie was called “Unforeseen Outcum”, and for a porn movie actually had a sort of a plot. Two (or more) hot guys would cruise each other, and then go somewhere to fuck. One guy would say he was neg and want to use a condom, and the other guy would refuse. They would fuck anyway. The top in all cases was very vocal, telling the bottom to enjoy his bare cock and cum then revealing his status by either pulling up his shirt to reveal a massive biohazard tattoo or announce that he was filling his ass with a poz load. They movie had six scenes, but by halfway through the second scene we were already boned up to the point that we needed release. I was sitting between Jim and Ben on the couch and I slipped my hand behind Jim’s back and into his ass crack. He lifted up his ass giving me access to his hole. My finger slipped in easily. Jim reciprocated by sliding his hand behind me. “Mmmmmm. Cummy hole.” I said to him. “Does your sloppy hole need another load?” “Fuck yeah! And your hole needs a load! No cum in there.” As he inserted his finger into my hole. “Let’s swap DNA. Tell you what: You fuck me and breed me while Ben fucks you and loads you up. Then I fuck sloppy seconds and breed you while you fuck Ben.” We all stood up and Jim grabbed the lube and slicked up my cock and his hole and backed onto it. My dick slid in easily. Jim was obviously no stranger to taking dick. Ben lubed himself up and slid into me with equal ease. Not really surprising as after all the large cocks I had taken recently Ben’s 6 inches was no challenge. Getting the rhythm right in a fuck-sandwich is a challenge though and after a few failed attempts of dicks plopping out of assholes we settled on me doing the work while the other two stood still. Fucking and getting fucked at the same time is an incredible sensation and I wasted no time in cumming - until I had loaded Jim’s sloppy ass he was not going to fuck me! I took my last few deep thrusts and shot my load deep in Jim’s bowels and then stopped moving. Ben took over and started fucking me like a jack hammer until he seeded me a few seconds later. Now it was Jim’s turn. Ben doesn’t like getting fucked immediately after cumming so he opted out. “Guys, I want to watch you two guys fuck. I want to see you fuck my husband and breed him!” That was fine by me. I lay back on the couch as Jim lubed himself up. With his size I was going to need it! We fucked missionary style with a lot of deep kissing. As he came Jim whispered in my ear. “Thanks for sharing your strain, now you’re getting mine.” “Fair trade”, I responded. As Jim pulled out of me I remained on my back on the couch and spoke directly to him. “Let’s take a breather. I am not done fucking yet and I need to build up another load.” I then turned to Ben. “Honey, why don’t you go to the kitchen and grab us each another beer?” As soon as he was out of earshot I whispered to Jim. “I think we each need to give him another toxic load.” Ben gave us the beers and we sat down to watch the last scene in the movie. It was probably the hottest scene of all. A cute twink is cruising the guys in a bathhouse. He goes into a room and one of the tops with a biohazard tattoo follows him in. Twink grabs a condom and lube and begs the top to fuck him. He gives them to the top and then goes down on his hands and knees. Top lubes up his cock and throws away the condom. As he slides in he tells the bottom that he is going to take it raw and take the tops load. The bottom starts off protesting but as he feels the fat raw cock sliding in his hole he starts enjoying the ride and is soon begging for the top’s cum. By the end of the scene everyone in the movie has loaded him and there is no pulling out so you see cum dribbling out of his abused hole at the end. By the end of the movie we were all as hard as hell and ready for the third round. Jim looked at me with and evil grin. “Why don’t we both fuck Ben? At the same time!” I’d been double-fucked at the Zach’s sex party and loved it. I didn’t know if Ben had ever had two cocks up his ass at the same time. It was going to be tight with my eight inches and Jim’s eleven in his hole at the same time. Ben answered my question. “Fuck Yeah! DP? I’ve had a lot of dicks in my hole but never two at the same time. And RAW!” Jim directed the action. He grabbed some lube and slathered it on his dick. “Brandon, you’re going to need to lube up as well. It’s going to be tight.” He then lay back on the couch with his legs apart. “Ben, sit on my dick facing me.” Ben needed no encouragement and hopped up onto the couch. Sitting down slowly on Jim’s eleven inches he engulfed it all in his greedy hole. Ben started riding Jim and I had a great view of the fat cock sliding in and out of Ben’s anus, soon noticing that it was not only coated in lube, but that some of the cum that was in his gut was leaking out past the plunging dick. It was now my turn to enter. I stood behind Ben, between Jim’s legs and slowly pressed my cock to that space where Jim’s dick was entering Ben’s stretched asshole. It was hard going at first but Ben leaned forward giving me better access so that I was slowly able for force my way in. Ben uttered a yelp of pain and then went silent. All you could hear was our heavy breathing. I pushed all the way in until my balls were against Jim’s. I started slowly fuckin Ben and the sensation of my bare dick in a tight ass sliding against another raw dick was incredible. We took turns, with me thrusting, then Jim, then Ben riding us both. Jim started the dirty talk. “Fucking bottom boy dick slut, getting fucked bareback by your husband and me at the same time. We’re going to fill your slutty ass with our loads. That’s what you want, right.” I thought “yeah, loads, toxic loads.” “Fuck yeah, give me your loads. I need your cum in me.” We were all getting close so I took over the action and started fucking Ben hard. Almost in the sense of a revenge fuck. I knew it must have hurt. “Yeah Ben. You’ve been fucking bareback behind my back. Taking anybody’s loads who would give then to you. Right?” Before he could answer Jim took over. “Yeah. Anonymous loads too I suppose? We’re going to give you what you’re looking for.” I thought Jim was going to say poz or toxic, but he just grinned at me. We both knew that our loads very toxic, and that Ben’s were probably too, but that he did not know it. I wanted to keep it that way for now. Jim came first and as I felt his cum gushing into Ben I came as well. Ben was totally turned on and was jerking his cock and came immediately thereafter, splattering his load against Jim’s face. (Against the rules! Should have been in an ass.) After we had all come down from the high of that extreme orgasm, we disentangled ourselves, and as Jim still had time, shared a hot shower. We could probably have fucked some more in the shower but having cum three times in a little over an hour and a half I don’t think any of us was ready. We all got dressed and Jim promised to come back for repeat session if we were interested. We told him that of course we were. As Jim walked out the door I remembered where I had seen his boyfriend before. Kevin! He had cruised me in the steam room at the gym shortly after Ben and I had got married. I was still so enamored with bareback sex with Ben that I was not yet looking for sex on the side. Kevin was very persistent and when I declined his advances told me where to find him online. “I’m BBK88 on barebuddies. I don’t show my face dick on the profile pics because I travel a lot for work and my boyfriend doesn’t know I am screwing around. I also changed my location to be one town away. If you are interested look me up.” We had barely gone our separate ways back then when I looked him up on my phone: 28, 5’11” 160lb 30w. Slim, Blond, blue eyes. Hairy. White. Looking for: 1-on-1 Sex, 3some/Group Sex, Misc. Fetishes. Hairy slim guy with an appetite for cocks, cum and asses. Let me fuck you or you fuck me or we flip flop. It’s all good. Condoms if we have to but I prefer bareback. All loads should go in asses. I have a boyfriend who doesn’t know so we have to be discreet. 6”, Uncut, Vers/bottom, anything goes, don’t know. Prefer meeting at: your place, public place. That profile from months back sort of said it all, didn’t it? Who got pozzed first, Jim or Kevin? I checked Kevin’s profile again. Nothing had changed. “Don’t know.” Most probably Poz since Jim had told me they regularly had sex. I did not want Ben to know either, until the time was right. With him not knowing, we could hook up with cheating partners for raw sex and share our toxic loads. If Ben knew, he might not want to do that. He probably would still do it since he did not seem to care either way about his own risks of being infected, but I did not want to risk spoiling my fun.

It had been a long time since I'd been out to a club in rubber. I'd promised myself not to drink quite so much this time around, so with that in mind I thought I'd pace myself in case anything untoward should happen. I suppose wearing a short rubber chapsuit with a rubber thong and waders was suggesting stuff I probably would be too scared to give in to, but here I now was. Trying to not get drunk. A guy I'd been chatting on and off with was there. He seemed to be getting involved with most of the other men, but soon came over to where I was standing and exchanged small talk. He was wearing a short rubber surf suit and looked fucking beautiful, but after we exchanged pleasantries, I let him go on his way, further back into the club. Another hour or so had passed, and there I was, making my way around the sex area. Half prick-tease and half nervous, but my cock had stirred enough to be in the mood to join an encounter, so I started to eye up what was on offer. There he was again. Standing there. Drinking. Watching the guys wander about. I thought I'd try and see if he fancied jacking off at least, so I ventured closer to him. "Alright mate, see anything you like the look of?" I wanted to say "yeah, you" but batted it away as a "Yeah, a few things hehe". A mate of surfsuit joined us, believing we were about to get into it. He knelt down behind me and started to lick my hole. His tongue with the strip of the thong combined made me feel a bit hot and so I reached in to kiss Surfsuit while this was going on. "Mmmm" Surfsuit said "Good kisser aren't ya?" I blushed and smiled inwardly and took a blast of his poppers. Inhaling as much as Surfsuit did. By this time we were starting to explore each other more and I started working his rubbered crotch. "Want that, do yer?" I could only nod through the popper haze. He turned me around and pulled his cock out and started to teased my tongued hole. He was muttering into my ear as he also reached around and felt my hardening cock. "Yeah, you'd be a good addition to the team". I had a vague idea what he meant, but by now was too poppered up to really indulge into further conversation. "Open that arse up for me boy, you're ready". Again, through the haze, this was incredibly hot, and so then I started pulling my cheeks open wider for him to enter. "Yeah, nice hole lad. Bit tight, but that'll change" Fuck me, he was turning me on. I bent over and allowed him entry. Only brief flashes of "What the fuck am I doing?" going through my head. He started building up a rhythm, and there was no way I could just walk off while he was in me like this. Right now. It was ecstasy. He started to go faster, as I felt our union. This was the sluttiest I think I'd ever felt, and I was falling under the spell. Surfsuit stopped suddenly, and whispered into my ear "You're a dirty little rubberpig aren't yer? You do know that all the rubberpigs that sit on my cock end up converted, don't you?" I was panicking now. The sweat gushing and my cock straining. I was in no position to suddenly destroy this moment. It felt somewhat real. Like a union I never was aware of. As Surfsuit sped up, I heard him grunt and my arse became the recipient for his load. Fucking with a condom was fine, but to feel this guy's load in my hole was too much. My cock strained harder as he whispered again to me "I've been saving that load all week since you mentioned that you might come here. I've had my sight set on breeding you up. You're one of us now, pig. A brother. Welcome. Rejoice in your new existence". Then Surfsuit pulled me back up and pushed me down onto my knees and presented his cock for me to clean. As I got down to it, devouring his meat, he unzipped his suit slightly and there was the biohazard tattoo. My cock could not have got any harder by now, as he held my head down. Bobbing up and down on his cock with the tatt almost hypnotising me. "Good lad" He said. "Right, let's see about where your last neg load should go. I suggest up here", as he turned around and unzipped at his arse. I was beyond help at this point. Adrenalin of the encounter rushing through me. Caught up in the rapture of the encounter. Soon I was spasming my neg seed into his arse. It felt like a union. A connection. A circle. In the moment, I went to kiss him. The two of us were in each other now, regardless. "Man, it feels good taking the last neg load of a rubberpig, putting him on the road to brotherhood", he said, with a grin. As it all dawned on me, I started to worry in my mind that I'd done something deeply insane, yet the bugdad/ brother chat had won me, and my cock, over. No going back now. After that night, we continued to chat on and off. I felt a bit more kinship growing in me, gradually as I started to fall ill, yet feel indescribably horny. When I said this to him, he responded "Excellent, it has begun". It felt like I was in a cocoon of painkillers and wooziness and with these hard ons. I started looking and cruising more 'needs discussion' guys online, as I felt a weird kind of kinship grow within me. A few weeks later I was back at the club. I'd got myself my own surfsuit outfit, and felt more at home in that environment then I ever had. As that night went on, I too had begun to fuck randomly, now not needing to worry. As the gentleman who went down on my cock started to struggle slightly as I unzipped my suit to reveal my new biohazard tattoo, I revelled in this twisted new power as I came into his mouth, and welcomed a new brother. It's what the brotherhood does.

1. Jason I didn’t know what to expect when Nathan opened the door, or, for that matter, whom to expect. I didn't know his name. I didn't know what he would be into. Even so, even although I hadn't been mentally expecting any type of guy in particular, his actual, physical presence shocked me a bit. It was finally happening, for real. He was a bit on the short side compared to what I had imagined. He was also very cute. Even through his t-shirt, I could tell he was rail-thin, as there wasn't an ounce of fat on his body. He had short hair, blue eyes with just the merest hint of stubble, like he hadn't shaved that morning. "I'm Sean," he said, standing just inside the door, introducing himself. Nathan closed the door as Sean began to speak, and we were alone. "I'm Jason," I replied, feeling a little self-conscious at this point. I was in just a jock strap, but Sean was still fully dressed. "Nice to meet you," he said, smiling at me. I felt a little more at ease with him, thinking he seemed easy-going enough. "I guess I'm a little over-dressed for this," and with that he removed his shirt, revealing, as I had guessed, that his body was quite wiry and thin. He was not very muscular but there was a spray of hair over his pecs and the hint of a treasure trail disappearing into his shorts. "I guess this is always a little awkward at first, huh?" "Yeah," I replied, not having moved from the bed. "Want to break the ice a bit?" He put an emphasis on ice that was a bit unusual. "Sure," I replied. With that he pulled down his shorts, revealing a swimmer's jock, just like the one I was wearing. There was a spray of pubic hair poking out of the top and the pouch looked to be very well-filled. "Cool," he said, reaching into his bag, and pulling out a case for sunglasses. Opening it, he extracted a glass pipe and lighter. "You cool?" he asked, gesturing at his pipe. Remaining in the sunglasses case was a fat bag of crystal. "Yeah, I am" not knowing what else to say. It had been a while since I had partied, but I hadn't given it up. "Awesome. I love this stuff." He sat down on the bed next to me, and carefully wiped off the bowl of the pipe. He took the torch and slowly melted the drug already in the pipe. He did a long hit from the pipe and then motioned for me to shotgun it from him. I leaned in, letting our lips lock, and inhaled a thick cloud. Even after I had taken as much as I could, he continued to exhale the smoke into the dim bedroom. It engulfed our heads as we continued to kiss. "You party a lot?" he asked me, breaking off the kiss. "Not really. Once every few months, I guess. You?" "Every weekend, usually." He did another long hit from the pipe, and held it. This time he just exhaled it. "It's how I got into barebacking. No one ever uses a rubber when they are partying, you know." I smiled, agreeing, and enjoying that initial tingle of the drug with the promise of so much more pleasure. "You ever do a booty bump?" Sean asked. "Never," I answered. It had been only a year or so ago I had even smoked it for the first time. Hearing my answer, he dug into his bag again and pulled out a needle-less syringe as well as the baggie of crystal from the case. "Water?" he asked, looking around. I pointed to a glass of water on the bed table. "Perfect," he said. He pulled out a large chunk of the tina, and forced it into the body of the syringe. He put the plunger in and then filled it with water. He flicked the syringe a few times before sitting back down next to me. "Ready?" he asked me. He was gently shaking it and its powerful contents. I guessed it was to force the crystal dissolve. "I'm not sure about this," I said. I had been with him for less than five minutes, and already, I wasn't sure about how fast this was going. "Maybe just smoke it?" "Don't worry. You'll love this," he said. "Get on all fours, with that beautiful fuckable ass up in the air." I didn't protest any more and got on my knees. Sean knelt down between my legs and spread my cheeks. "Hand me that bottle of lube," he said. I grabbed it and handed it to him. I felt a drop or two of the cold lube on my ass and a slight poke as the syringe plunged into my hole. "This may sting a bit," he said, and suddenly, there was a cold feeling in my ass. "That's it?" I asked. "Yeah. Just hold it there, and let it soak in." I heard him light the torch again, and he took another long hit from the pipe. "You're poz?" I asked him. I wanted to know more about him. "Yeah, of course. Years now." He did another hit before continuing. "Nate tells me you're still neg?" "Yeah." There was now a tinge of warmth in my hole, like a big load had just been planted up there. It seemed to gradually radiate out from my butt, and it was beginning to envelope my entire body. "How did you get HIV?" "Same way you're going to get it," he said. "Letting poz guys fuck me." He rubbed a finger against my ass. "You're good. Roll over." I rolled onto my back; Sean was still kneeling between my legs. He did one more hit from the pipe, then leaned towards me. "Take it," he said, letting only the smallest cloud escape. I locked lips with Sean, and he forced the drug into my lungs, once more completely filling me up with the cloud. I was a light-weight, he was a heavy-weight. I was already in over my head. But still, I held the crystal for as long as I could. "Good job," he said, finally giving me permission to breathe it out. He put the pipe and lighter on the bed table. "You want my poz load?" he asked me. "Yeah, I do," I answered. I was feeling no pain and no shame. The idea of a hard poz cock sliding into my hole was filling my mind, crowding out all other thoughts, including any thought of self-preservation. "I need some fresh poz cum in me." "It's hot to hear you beg for it," Sean said. He reached down and pulled his jockstrap to the side, letting his cock hang out. He was already semi-hard, and I could tell it was a nice sized dick. It wasn't as long as some I had played with, but just the girth and weight of it was impressive, especially in contrast to his short, skinny body, which made it seem even bigger. I must have been staring, since Sean noticed me and said, "Yeah, it's a big one for a skinny runt like me." Sean poured some lube on his cock, stroking it and slicking it up. It didn't grow much bigger, which I was glad for, but just got harder. As he rubbed the lube over his shaft, he started to press the head against my ass, teasing it. I pushed back against him, wanting it inside of me. "Please man," I begged. I didn't want it; I needed it deep in me. "Patience," he answered, adding "you'll get it soon enough." He poured some lube down my crack and slid a finger in, pushing the slippery fluid into me. "You're opening up really nicely," he remarked, asking "You ready?" I nodded. I grabbed the bottle of poppers and did a hit. Sean poured a little more lube on his tool. I offered him the poppers, but he shook his head. "Give me that hard cock," I said. He grinned at me and lined his cockhead up with my hole. Right as the poppers hit, Sean pushed into me. Feeling my hole stretch open to fit his thick cockhead, I knew this was going to be another intense fuck. Sean took his time entering me. He didn't go very fast, but it was also clear he wasn't going to take no for an answer. "Damn, that's tight," he said. "How long have you been getting fucked?" I thought back to when I had first met Nathan. I realized that it had been less than a week ago. Now here I was, tweaked out, with my legs up in the air, and a relative stranger forcing his poz raw cock into my hole. "Only about a week," I said. In my horny, tweaked-out state, I couldn't keep up with any story more complex than the simple truth. "Damn, man. No wonder you're so tight. And you're already chasing?" "Chasing?" I asked. I had never heard that phrase before, especially for sex. "You know, bug chasing. Looking for poz guys to infect you." "Yeah. I guess I am chasing." Sean had now gotten his cock all the way in my hole, and was starting to slowly stroke in and out. Between my insatiable desire for raw cock and tina's effectiveness, I knew my hole was opening up nicely for him. "Hot," Sean said. "What about you? Did you chase? Or was it an accident?" "Naw. Once I started seriously partying, and of course, barebacking, I knew it was only a matter of time." He shoved his cock back into me. "I was playing with all kinds of guys, poz, neg and unknown. All raw. I knew it was pointless to try to avoid it." "So, what did you do?" I reached down and grabbed his bony ass. He was small enough that I could grab both cheeks, and pull him deeper in my hole. His body felt so small on top of me, yet his cock was so large and hard inside of me. "I went for it. Whenever I saw a poz guy online, I'd ask him to fuck me raw." He took another of his deep strokes and his eyes closed in pleasure. "Did anyone refuse?" I was wondering how common it was for poz guys to knowingly fuck neg guys. Nathan had fucked me, but then, he had also asked me repeatedly if I knew exactly what I was getting myself into. "Hell no. Every guy wants to fuck raw, no matter what he might say." I had to agree with his assessment, as either a top or a bottom. "Only one guy wasn't sure about it, that is fucking me raw." "And, what happened there?" "I said I'd get him high. And he fucked six poz loads into me over the weekend." "Sweet," I said. "Yeah." Sean leaned in and kissed me. I was having a good time. There was an easy connection developing between us. He was also just fun to talk to, not to mention how good his cock felt buried in my bare ass. We lay there, kissing and fucking, working his cock deeper into my body, and then fucking and kissing some more. He was dripping pre-cum into me the entire time, further lubricating my hole. "How long did it take?" I asked, breaking off our long kiss. "Getting pozzed?" he asked. I nodded. "I don't know. I never got sick. And I waited six months before I got tested." He thrust in deep. "Of course, I tested out poz." We went silent again. He was fucking me harder now and I could tell he was getting close, but I didn't want the fuck to end quite so soon. "Any regrets?" I asked him. "About being poz?" he asked. He shook his head no. "You know that feeling, right as the crystal is hitting, when you have that feeling of complete freedom and total desire for sex?" It was my turn to shake my head, this time agreeing. "It's like that. All the time. I don't worry about who fucks me. Or who I fuck." I smiled. "It sounds nice." "And sometimes, just sometimes," he said, "You get a fucking hot neg guy, with an amazing ass. Who. Wants. My. Poz. Cum." With each word, he thrust his cock into me, emphasizing just whom he was talking about. "And it makes all the petty discomforts completely worthwhile." We took another long pause from talking in order to make out some more. Then he asked, "And you? Why are you doing this?" I paused. It was a question for which I didn't have a good answer. Nor would Sean be the last one to ask me either. I delayed answering by pulling him down and kissing him again. He probed my mouth but after a few moments, he broke it off. "You can't get out of answering that so easily." "I don't know for sure. A week ago, I would have said I was totally top. Bareback, but still a top. Then I met Nathan. And I had to get his cock inside of me." Sean was watching me, smiling. I could feel his cock stiffening slightly in my hole. I continued. "And that he was poz wasn't a worry. It was almost a bonus. Now I just want to not be afraid anymore, to get the inevitable over with. And enjoy the process as much as I can." "I understand. Nathan's damn amazing," he said. It was an interesting comment, said in a tone that implied much more was being left unsaid. I expected for him to be jealous, but there was no trace of it. "Any regrets so far? Any uncertainty?" "Some. It's big step, but so far, this just feels right. The first time Nathan came in me was the most intimate experience I've ever had. And your cock in me raw is almost as amazing." I pulled him into me deep again, and kissed him. "Fuck me. Cum in me, Sean. Breed me good, Sean." "Fuck Jason, I don't want to cum yet. I want this to last." Almost simultaneously, we both turned and looked at the clock on the bed table. Forty-five after. Time had flown by for us, twisted by the crystal into an encounter that was far too short. "Damn. Time's almost up." "I know. Seems too short. Is this going to be the only time?" "Not at all. Nathan knows how to find me. But let's focus on the here and now. Which means getting you bred." "Sounds good to me," I said. Sean grabbed the bottle of poppers and held it under my nose. "Do a good hit, Jason," he said. I took a long hit, before Sean took the bottle. He did a hit and then offered it back to me. I shook my head no, but he insisted. "Let yourself go," he said. Reluctantly, I inhaled more of the sweet scent. "Right on, Jason," he said, doing one last quick one himself. "Now, what do you want?" "I want your poz sperm inside of me, Sean." It was a true statement. I was having a great time with Sean, and it seemed perfectly alright and perfectly natural to have him shoot in me. That it was deadly sperm was only an added bonus. It was such a small, intimate thing to give him as a top: to let him cum in me. I couldn't make him pull out. I couldn't think about how it could change me forever. "Please, breed me." "Oh yeah, Jason," he grunted. "I'm gonna shoot. I'm gonna cum in your sweet raw ass." He bent down, stuck his tongue in my mouth, and shoved his cock in deep. "I can't hold it any longer," he said. Deep inside of me, his cock stiffened, spurted and injected his toxic cum into me. "Take it, Jason," he said, between frantic kisses. "Please, Sean, give it to me," I said. I was clenching my ass around his cock, trying to milk out every drop of his poz jizz. I was totally in the moment, unable to worry about the danger of this simple fuck. The danger was a part of the turn-on; this innocent-looking young man had a cock that could kill, coupled with a serious drug problem. "Fuck yeah, I'm breeding that hot hole of yours now," he said, pistoning in and out of my ass. I could feel his cockhead rubbing his sperm all over my hole, making sure it smeared across my hole, ready to be absorbed by my body. There were a few more shivers racking Sean's body, as he pumped the last of his load into me. We stayed linked with his cock connecting us. We made out a bit while the last drops of his precious spooge slowly dripped into me. "Thanks," I said. "That was hot." "Fuck yeah," he said. "I hope you get what you need. And I'm glad I could be part of the process." "Me too. I really enjoyed this." We were quiet a bit, kissing while his cock softened. "What's your plans for the rest of the day," I asked. "Not sure," he answered. He shifted slowly, finally letting his cock slide out of my hole. Soon I would need something back in me, but for now, it was enough just to feel his warm semen in my hole. "Still early. Probably head to a bath house and see how many loads I can get." He grabbed a towel from the bed table and wiped off his cock. "You?" "Nathan's got my afternoon planned. You're the first of several. But no idea of who." "Fucking hot. You're gonna have fun." "I hope so. You've set a very high bar." He laughed. "Let's do a hit for the road," he said as he picked up the pipe again. He lit the torch, and held it under the bowl. As the crystal smoked, he did an expert hit, draining the bowl several times. When he finished, he motioned for me to shotgun it from him. I took the hit. It was huge and it filled my lungs. "Hold it for me, Jason," he said. As I held it, he put his cock back in the jockstrap, and pulled on his shorts. "Now," he said, and I got to exhale. The cloud filled the room. "Your turn," he said, handing me the pipe and torch. I lit it up, and started sucking on the stem. I wasn't sure how big of a hit I wanted, but Sean told me what I needed. "Do a big one, Jason." I kept on inhaling, filling my lungs the best I could. "Nice," he said, as I finally pulled the pipe away. "Hold it." I held it as long as I could and motioned for him to shotgun it. We locked lips as I pushed the hit into his mouth. He only took a bit of it, making me exhale the rest. "Fuck Sean," I said. "I'm going to be feeling fearless this afternoon." "That's what I want. You need to enjoy this afternoon." He put away the pipe and lighter, and gathered up his things. He gave me one last kiss. "I want to see you again soon. Hopefully you'll be poz by then." He headed out the door, and I lay back down on the bed, waiting for Nathan to bring the next guy.

Guys, I'm going to a semi-private party soon for a bareback orgy. I'm really looking forward to it. I have one nagging question. Have anyone been recently tested while on PrEP and already taken HVLs (from guys who are positive but not on meds)? The guys I've fucked or been fucked have told me they're undetectable. Now, I'd like to take the next step and continue to enjoy bareback sex, either fucking or being fucked by guys. Thanks! Happy barebacking! Read1

I have a full jar of cum in my freezer! The jar contains 72 loads from at least 50 to 60 guys, as well as some mine. Seems delicious! What should I do with it? Give me some suggestions. @swan83 on Telegram

Don't forget all the other bugs floating around....PReP is no help with those. As others have said for HIV, PReP is good....but may not be perfect. Know and accept your own risk level...it is your ass...and you are the only one truly responsible for the outcome. Once you make that decision........go ass up or legs up and enjoy all the cum you can get rammed up your willing hole.

This is certainly how I feel!

My kinda place!

This story just fucking turns me on. My partner & I have a semi open relationship. When I meat out with someone I can't help but take the load. I have gone to lengths such as have my hook up felch the load out of my ass and spit it in a rubber so I could take it home to show my partner I was safe. Ironicaly he usually takes the load and pours it onto of my ass crack and fucks it into me. We have guys over and both of us take raw loads in front of each other because the guy "looks okay". This little has gone on for quite awhile. Last night my partner informed me we are probably are poz ( I think he took the test).and should just dump the condoms. I just said coolio and was super excited

Great first experience. You'll be hooked from now on. But yeah....to agree with FelchingPisser.....a penis doesn't shrink when it gets older ;-) At least mine doesn't!

Wish I'd had my cherry popped with something that big. Please keep writing.

I have a str8 guy here in Vegas that I've been sucking and rimming for about a year. He an extremely good looking, mid 40's, athletic, business man that lives in Tennessee. He's about 5'10", not an ounce of fat on him. 6pack abs and beautiful nipples that he loves to have me suck on. He's a construction manager for a big project here in Vegas on the Strip. His wife and kids have not moved to Vegas with him. So, he lives most of the time, away from his family, in an apartment complex, just a few miles from my home. He answered a Craigslist ad I posted, saying I wanted to suck off str8 men. I gave him the first rim job he'd ever experienced. And he instantly loved it. So, at least once a week for the past year, I go to his apartment, we both get naked, he lays on his back, with his ass at the edge of the bed, I get on my knees on the floor and suck his cock till he's hard. Then lick and suck his balls and down to his freshly washed hole. He normally doesn't make a sound, until my tongue slides up inside his hole, then he's groaning and moaning like crazy as I eat his str8 hole. Squirming his hair covered ass on my face. I love to sniff poppers as I suck and rim. After a few months of my servicing him, he asked to try them. He instantly became a fan. I can tell he's ready to cum, because he'll ask for my poppers. Taking really deep breaths of poppers as I eat his hairy hole and stroke his 6" cock. When he's about ready to cum, I take his cock into my mouth and suck him till he's filled my mouth with his sweet tasting cum. When he's really horny and has the time, I can easily get two loads from him. A few weeks ago, he told me that his wife would be visiting for the next two weeks. So, he wasn't going to be able to hook up. I told him that was cool, just email me when she's gone and he's ready for my services again. One evening, I was driving home and decided to stop into a restaurant that I had never tried, that was located nearly directly across the street from his apartment complex. I was halfway through my dinner when I saw him and his drop dead, gorgeous wife walking towards me. My eyes and his made contact. And the poor guy had a look of panic in his eyes. I quickly diverted my gaze away from him and pretended not to look at him. The host seated them in a booth, directly across from me. I would occasionally glance their direction. But for the most part, really tried to ignore them. He emailed me a few weeks later, to say his wife had left town. And he was ready for some head and ass eating. When I walked into his apartment, he quickly thanked me for not saying anything to him when he was with his wife. I told him that I would always keep his secret. He had nothing to worry about. We quickly undressed and my tongue was buried deep in his hairy, str8 hole again in moments. DAMN! I love getting str8 guys off.

I hope there's more......I'd love to see then take Dalton to see Tristan!!!!

At the heath tonight taking loads. message me for details. genuine.

Not sure how well cum re-freezes, but if it was me, I'd defrost some of that cum, mount a condom inside of a toilet roll cardboard, pour the cum into the condom, and re-freeze it to make a Devil's Dick!

This is one of the most awesome comments I've gotten on my stories! So hot to hear, and I'm always thrilled for any POZitive comments, so keep them coming, guys.

bottom looking to surrender my body to a undetectable/poz aggressive black top. I currently live in Northern Virginia.

God I love it so much! Drinking from the cock is hot, but so prefer it right in my ass! Have had it done several times, and feels so amazing! Love getting soaked in it too, then being fucked with it! I keep a mattress cover on my bed under the sheets just in case a top is into it! I also purchased an anal speculum, which allows my ass to be opened right up so a top can aim at my open hole and fill it with hot piss, then take the speculum out and get fucked and seeded! Need to find a piss gangbang in Toronto to get used!

Still in GC. I've been quite a sleaze wlist I've been here TBH. But hey . This is the place for bottoms I think. Lots of tops too. Anyway I had my eyes on two.older blokes who have been siting round the pool most of week. Quite chatty and they made it clear they are a couple etc. Couple of days into it. I dropped hints about being out and getting fucked etc. They kept looking st each other and back at me. I was horned up. These were proper blokes. Beards. Tats hairy older guys and one was packing big time and he was always touching himself. So after a few days. I wanted to have them both. Now at the side of the pool there are toilets and behind thst some steps and more toilets which don't look like they are used often.I could have gone to their room but I liked the excitement of it. I went fowe stairs to the toilets. 2 stones 2 stalls all tiled. Very dim lights and after a couple of minutes it goes dark and you have to repress the button etc. Both came down in just swimshorts. One at door one at stones. I just had swimshorts on. The lights went out and I felt the bloke grab me by the neck and forcefully pull me down to his cock and told me to suck it. Thick and sweaty balls. He was fucking my mouth in yhe dark toilet and really getting into it. So different from the jokes and smiles upstairs. I was a fag. Slur. Dirty fucking cunt the works. He shouted his mate over. He pressed the light button. I got to see them in the timed light for a couple of minutes. Anybody could have walked in. But I was excited. 2 hot daddies with the cock out in my mouth. Awesome. Lights out again. Verbal and pulling me about. Standing me up and one of them trying to fuck my bruised hole. He eventually slid up my arse. I was still sucking his mate and within seconds he cum up in me. Turned round to his mate and said Done Him. Finish it. His mate then slid up me and was being egged on by his mate and eventually cum up my arse and told me I was a dirty little fuck. Yhe light shone in from the for as they left. My arse was full. Seen them later and they ignored me. But I don't care. If was fucking hot.

Last night in 2 bars in GC where I am on vacation. First I was in construction I think it was called. I decided to kneel on a fuck seat arse up head lower down. There was about 2 rows of 4. I had not been in it long and I had a dick just slide right up my Arse on the left of me I could see other bottoms also getting fucked. My poppers kicked in big time and sometimes when you inhale too much you get disorientated and dizzy and completely out of control well that is where I was so out of it. I was repeatedly getting fucked non stop by different blokes. I could not even stand to get up as I was out of it and cock after cock was sliding in me and grunting away.I have no idea how many fucked me. But as I was coming down. I moved away as I had bad leg cramps lol. I walked around a little dizzy at first. Just bending over for any guy that bent me over and got fucked by them. I later got dressed t shirt shorts.and went to the Box. I loved this place last year. Older guys types. I pushed myself into the busy corner to suck a hot daddy types cock and suck and chew his nipples after a small time I felt someone pulling at my shorts and fingering me or trying to. He said something in German. I didn't understand but yhe daddy type asked me if I had been recently fucked. I said yes. He translated to his bloke and said to me that I have a wet cum patch in my shorts that is what this guy was asking. I stepped out of my shorts and tucked them in my t shirt collar. The German guy was fingering my arse and licking his fingers. He then rimmed me. The daddy type I was sucking was rock hard in my throat. Feeding me poppers. I was well away and then felt the blokes cock slide right up me without any problems I was well cummed lube up.it was smelly. Poppers and seedy but I pushed back onto thst dick so much. He fucked me good and when he pulled out I felt cum hit the back of my legs then another one was up me. I was the only one in thst corner getting fucked. I loved it. I must have taken so many loads in the night. I list count and had used two bottles of poppers. This morning in toI let. I was shitting cum. I am convinced to a degree but definitely could smell it. GoT my eye on 2 bearded daddy types in my hotel as I'm writing this from my sunbed. Hope that comes off. They seem interested. I love being here in GC .

gladly take anon loads, especially in dark rooms or outdoors. somehow hot when you don't even get to see who bred you

I find that ever since I took my first bareback load, I tend to prefer anonymous loads. I guess before I was worried and wanted to know enough about the guy. Now all I want to know is if your dick is hard and you can give me a load (or several).

Yes i did and i took poz loads

Jim - as told by Brandon It was time to hook up with Jumbo Jimbo. Fucking Paul had turned me on to the point that I was already looking for someone for a fuck session with Ben and me. I had no idea what he looked like as all his pictures were locked but I knew that I wanted those 11 inches up my hole bare, and I wanted his toxic load. That Saturday afternoon while Ben was away I went online looking for him. I found him quickly enough. I noticed that his profile had changed slightly: 22, 6’3” 200 lb 34w. Muscular, brown, brown eyes. Smooth. White. Looking for: 1-on-1 Sex, 3some/Group Sex, Misc. Fetishes. Built college jock. Let me destroy your ass with my tool and seed you deep. Not medicated yet HIGH VIRAL LOAD and looking to fuck neg guys. If you want to fuck me you better be poz and fill with your load and I’ll fuck you too so that we can swop strains. Used to be “Anything goes” but that isn’t true anymore. BAREBACK ONLY. All loads go in asses. I also love fucking in jocks and other gear. 11”, Cut, Vers/top, Positive. Prefer meeting at: My place, your place, public place. He was online and looking for neg bottoms to take his load but any willing hole would do. We started chatting and after I unlocked my private pictures he unlocked his. I wondered why he was being extra cautious as he was a hot hunky dude, every bit as sexy as his profile suggested. Based on his profile it was obvious that he was not into condoms at all, but after I explained Ben’s cheating and the little game I was playing he reluctantly agreed to play along on condition that “one way or the another someone breeds me or I breed someone.” After thinking about it a bit he continued “I suppose it could be fun to pretend to use a condom and then load up an ass behind the boyfriends back. Or even better, go through the whole charade of using a condom for your benefit but fucking him bare so that he thinks he is getting away with it. And we both know he isn’t. Yeah!” Jim had put an interesting new twist on the game, and I agreed to the general plan. He also mentioned that he had only recently been diagnosed as poz and was not on meds. I told him the same was true of me, and that I had most probably got it from Ben, but that Ben seemed blissfully unaware of his status. We agreed that he would fuck Ben “with a condom” for the illusion but not cum, and then I would fuck Jim bare starting off with a guaranteed to burst condom. Then after I had loaded his ass we would tell Ben and then it would be a bareback free for all. I told him when Ben would be home and where to find him on the internet and I left it up to the two of them to arrange a meeting. As I found out soon enough there were one or two things he was not telling. A little later that afternoon I was on Facebook and guess who popped-up on the “You may know this person” list: Jim, and friends in common were Zach and Jeremy. Of course my curiosity led me to look at his profile. Lots of pics of him with a very good looking somewhat older guy. I could not quite work out why the guy’s face looked familiar. I would remember by the end of the evening. His relationship status was “in a relationship”. So that’s why all his pics were locked, and it also explained the somewhat evasive manner when we were trying to make hook-up plans. He had a boyfriend who probably had no idea he was screwing around, and probably did not even know he was recently diagnosed poz. This added an interesting twist to our upcoming threesome. Needless to say, things did not quite turn out the way I envisioned them, but were in fact much better. - As told by Ben I got home from the trip to visit my Mom about 6 in the evening. Brandon was making dinner so I went online on Grindr to see if I could pick up some dick. I did not even have to look for long as when I logged in I saw I had a message from a guy calling himself Jumbo Jimbo Jim: What’s Up BBBoy? Love your profile. Want to fuck? Get fucked? Ben: Always looking for a fuck. Yours is hot too. Jim: Just you or both of you guys looking for a fuck? Ben: Yeah. Either way. Had a guy around last night. Hot. Still looking for more. Jim: You fuck him? Or did he fuck you? Ben: Both. But in the end he loaded me up without my husband knowing. Jim: That is fucking awesome. You often take loads without him knowing? Ben: As often as possible. Jim: Cool. Me too. Ad says versatile couple. Both or one more than the other? Ben: I am probably more of a bottom than him. Jim: I’m more of a bottom too. Nothing beats getting a load or two up your ass. But I love fucking too. Can I fuck you then? Or both of you? Ben: Both would be great but finish with me. Jim: Cum in your ass or mouth or outside? Ben: You mean BB? Do you BB? Jim. Yeah. Always BB. And I assume you do, BBBoy. Only use a condom if I know it’s going to break. Ben: We BB with each other but husband says only safe with strangers, but I take loads when he is not around. Or when we are together and he can’t see the dick sliding in my hole. Jim: Damn. I’d love to leave a load up your ass. Ben: Me too. I’d love you to and I want to return the favor. Jim: We can work something out. I’ll slip the condom off at some stage and ram my bare cock up your chute when he is not looking. Ben: I won’t tell. Sounds like a plan. Jim: You neg, or poz? Ben: Neg, I think. Jim: Fucking awesome! Ben. Yeah. Sometimes I even let poz guys fuck me. Jim: You don’t have a problem with that? Ben: Hell no. I just want all of your eleven inches in my hole. Jim: I’m tied up tonight, but how about tomorrow afternoon. Ben: That would work. Jim: I’ll see you guys soon, how about three tomorrow? Come to my place. It may be easier to ditch the condom when he is not on his home ground. Plus I’ve got some doctored condoms that will break if we don’t sneak them off first. And wear some hot underwear. Jock briefs or something. I love that. Ben: Sounds like a plan. Jim: Wait, thinking about it, it will be better if I come to your place. Ben: OK, no problem Jim: Actually I’ve got a plan to get some one-on-one bare action with you alone. Ben: How’s that. Jim: We can all make out for ten minutes. Then I say I want to see bareback fucking. So you fuck each other. Then Brandon and I get ten minutes, then you and me, then all three together. Ben: Fuck yeah. Jimbo and I gave each other our contact details and then logged off, just as Brandon was serving dinner. - As told by Brandon: Boyfriend or not, he was obviously able to make a plan because as we were getting ready for bed Ben informed me that “A guy I met online earlier this evening wants to come over tomorrow for a threesome. He is more of a bottom but does fuck. Says it would be a shame to waste an eleven inch dick.” Bingo! And yeah, how often does Vers/Top turn out to be Vers/Bottom? The idea got me super-hot and horny and we had barely got into bed before my dick was spewing a load in Ben’s chute. Jim was very punctual. The doorbell rang at exactly three. As I opened the door I was very pleasantly surprised. Jim was even hotter than his facebook pics. He was wearing a tight white t-shirt and skin tight faded jeans which showed his massive bulge to perfection. I invited him in, offered him a beer and introduced him to Ben. We sat around for a few minutes making small talk and drinking our beers. Jim did not mention having a partner so I did not raise the issue. It did not take long before he chugged down the last of his beer and spoke. “We all know I’m not here for a social call. I’ve got to be home by five. I’m here for the fucking and here’s a plan. Well, a suggestion. We all fool around for about ten minutes, then Brandon and I for ten, then Ben and I, then all three of us again. We can cum as many times as we like, or not cum until the end. Fucking with condoms is mandatory. I trust you guys but you can never be too careful I don’t want to catch anything.” I saw Ben grin. Yep, I am sure he and Jim planned on fucking bare during their ten minutes, just as Jim and I were going to during our ten minutes. It would be interesting to see if we could all cum again during the final threesome! Jim started stripping down to his underwear and we joined him. I was wearing white spandex briefs. Ben was wearing his favorite backless briefs and co-incidentally Jim was wearing the same design but in a different color. We all had a good laugh. We spent the next few minutes slurping on each other’s’ dicks and holes, getting them nice and slick. I spent most of the time working Jim’s dick, as he was a profuse pre-cummer, giving me lots of tasty juice to savor. Jim in turn had his face in Ben’s ass probing his hole with his tongue. I doubted if there was still any cum up there from the previous evenings fucking. After getting it good and sloppy Jim surfaced from between Ben’s ass cheeks and spoke. “I want to see you guys fuck bareback. I’ve only ever seen it in porn. Brandon, you fuck Ben and get his ass ready for me while he sucks my dick and I watch you guys.” We were more than ready to oblige and now it was Ben’s turn to taste Jim’s cock and pre-cum. Jim sat back on the couch giving Ben full access. Ben leaned over and went down on Jim and I slid into Ben’s hungry chute at the same time. As I fucked Ben Jim started talking dirty, making me even keener to either fuck Jim or be fucked by him. “Fuck yeah. Bare dick sliding into his hole. Fucking hot. You like that huh?” Ben could only give a muffled affirmation as he worked on Jim’s dick but I was able to answer. “Fucking always. Bareback feels best.” “Fucking right. I hate condoms. But raw fucking is for boyfriends, not strangers. But it would be really hot to fuck his hole bare after you have loaded him? You going to cum inside? Fill his gut with your sperm?” Jim looked at me and grinned. I had a good idea what he was thinking. I nodded my head. He continued “I wish it was my hole you are barebacking. I’d love to know what it feels like to get juiced with a hot cum load.” The lying little shit. OK Big shit. He was no stranger to taking loads. I wondered how much Ben knew about Jim. The idea of seeding Jim was enough to send me over the edge and with one last deep thrust I started spewing my load deep into Ben’s chute. Jim kept up his monologue. “Oh, Fuck. Fucking hot. Cum in his hole. Dirty unsafe bareback load in his ass. Fuck Yeah.” I noticed that Jim was so turned on that he was shaking with excitement. No doubt in anticipation of what was coming next. Since I had just loaded Ben, he could do the same and Ben would not guess the deception was over as he could always act as if the cum was mine, not mine and Jim’s. But this part of the game still involved condoms. Perhaps that came later when they had their ten minutes together. “Now it’s my turn to fuck Ben. Brandon, sit on the couch so that Ben can suck you while I fuck him.” I slid out of Ben’s ass, turned around and sat down on the couch. Jim stood up and grabbed a condom from the side table. Ben leaned forward and immediately started going down on me, sucking off all his own ass juices off my cock. Jim stood behind him and tore open the condom packet, making sure that Ben could see that I saw him doing it. Then he stood behind Ben’s ass at such an angle that I could not see his dick. He made a show of rolling the condom over his dick and dropped the condom wrapper on the carpet. Ben was enthusiastically sucking my cock, but when Jim started probing his hole with his juicy cock head he stopped and withdrawing his head, spoke. “Fuck Yeah. Push it in. I can take it. All of it. Slide it all the way in.” He went back to slurping on my dick. Jim looked at me and winked. “I’ll start slow and steady, and then when your chute is used to my fat eleven inches I’ll give you all your slut-hole deserves while your husband watches, and then he can watch me fuck your hole.” Jim slid in slowly until he was balls deep. I could see Ben flinch from the brief pain and then his expression turned to a grin as he felt the whole eleven inches bare in his ass. Jim started slowly but as soon as he saw Ben could take it speeded up, sliding almost the whole way out and then slamming in hard against his ass and thighs. Ben and Jim were in ecstasy with Jim power fucking Ben’s ass. From the angle I was sitting every time Jim pulled all the way out I got a glimpse of his cock shaft and I could not see a condom. Fucking cheats, both of them. Ben thinking that he was enjoying an illicit bare cock in his chute, and Jim changing the game plan. Jim had slipped it off when he thought I was not looking. Jim was so engrossed in the pleasure of Ben’s tight ass that he had not closed his fist completely around the condom hidden in his right hand and I could see it. I guess he must have changed the plan after talking to Ben. Oh well, I’d decided that this encounter would be the last time I enforced the “condom rule” and it was obviously stopping a little earlier in the action than I had planned. As Jim got close he forgot what he was doing and he placed both hands on Ben’s back and I saw the unused condom fall on the floor. He was power thrusting his massive meat into Ben’s abused hole with long hard strokes and Ben was loving it. He gave a little grunt and a few spasmodic strokes bottoming out deep in Ben’s bowels. Ben just grinned as he was being loaded thinking that I did not know. Jim stopped moving and just stood there catching his breath. I looked at Jim. “Since you’ve curious about barebacking and have seen me fuck Ben bare, do you want to see him fuck me bare?” Now Ben looked a little guilty and did not know what to say. He had just taken a load from the very experienced Jim, who was obviously not new to raw sex. Jim responded quickly. “Nah. I think Ben needs to fuck me instead.” Which was almost what he and I had planned when we first communicated. Except it was going to be Ben, and not me. Jim reached down to the floor, picked up his jeans and pulled a condom out of the pocket. “I hope you don’t mind. Use this one. I insist on providing the condoms when I get fucked. You can never be too careful. Sometimes other guys aren’t careful and they break.” I just grinned at him as I remember what he had said about the “special” condoms he used when guys insisted on them. He obviously wanted this one to break. Things were not going to plan. Ben had got a load, and was going to give Jim a load, and it was supposed to be me giving him that load! Time for a change of strategy. I looked straight at them and spoke. “No, I’ve got a better idea.” They both looked at me in surprise. “What.” Was Ben’s response. “Yeah what” from Jim.

Last night, it was a guy I work with. Hot 30yo with a nice bod and a huge 10in dick. Biggest I've had so far. Got to his place and he made me strip. He forced me on my knees and started by fucking my throat. After he was good and hard, he flipped my over and just used his spit and dove into my ass. Love how it hurt at first but after a while I relaxed. Fucked me hard for about an hour before he bred my hole full of cum. I'll probably hook up with him done more.

Went to another town to pick up a receipt copy to return a warranty piece. Was having trouble getting it and finally took a time out and went to an ABS there. Several guys there but seemed like most were do nothing types. Got in a booth and dropped my pants and backed my ass up to the hole and waited. Heard someone come in the other booth but a minute later they left again. Then just when I was about ready to leave another guy came in there. I reached through and played with my hole a little and then I felt the glorious feeling of his cock entering me. He pumped me for a bit and then pulled out. I turned around to see what was up and he had leaned down and whispered that he wanted to go to another room, I got my pants up and followed him out of our booths. Then I found out he was a black guy. Nice. I followed him upstairs where they have these large rooms. We went in one and he was immediately taking off his clothes. I took off my pants and he pulled a chair over for me to lean on and rammed his cock back in me. He really plowed my ass good and a long time too. So long I was starting to get a cramp in one leg even. Then he really picked up the pace and I was thinking, yeah, this is great and my hole is going to be full. Then all of a sudden he pulled out and just dumped his load all over my ass. Still felt pretty good, but really wanted that load in me deep. Maybe next time.

It was awesome..... SLeazy holiday.. just the wau I like it.... I should actually write down what happened there

As the top, the first feelings as the warm, silky smooth hole surrounds me as I slide in. As the bottom, the pressure as he opens me and slides his hot, hard, smooth dick deep into me. And, needless to say, shooting my poz load into him, and receiving his hot load.

Man, I just discovered this story and read every part up until Dalton is smoking T for the first time. I see nothing has been written since December 2015 and I hope the story will continue and be completed soon. Massive turn on.

There was a time i thought that was hot as well. However, I was getting drilled hard by a very aggressive and sadistic dom type guy bent over his pool table one afternoon. It was great....until....his wife and teenage daughter walked in on us. Needless to say.....the next few moments were exciting....but not in a way that was sexual. Certainly killed any desire I had to mess with married guys.

Part 6 I lay on the cot in our room, my mind spinning, my asshole both hurting and still wanting more. Master sat in a chair, smoking a tobacco pipe and just looked at his new property. Master. I didn't even know his name. This man now owned me, fucked me up, and whored my ass out, and I had no idea who he was. All I knew was I was his property now. Just a little over 24 hours ago, I was the supreme being. Now here I was a chemed up fuckslut. A God like jock brought down to sub human levels. I was just a cumdump toilet, and I was loving it. Master took another little baggie out, and layed out 2 fat lines on the dirty floor. Handing me a straw, I snorted them both, causing a burning in my throat. But this was something different. Quickly a new sensation took over me. I just layed on the dirty floor and stared into space, unable to move. I was aware of my surroundings, yet felt like I was out of my body. "You're in a K hole boy. Just ride it out, it won't last long." What else could I do? I couldn't move. I just floated into outer space. After a while, I have no idea how long, I drifted back into my body, but still felt like a puddle. I felt Master doing something around my cock, then the prick of a needle. Soon I could feel my cock trying to get hard in the spiked cage. The spikes digging painfully into my flesh. But oddly, the pain just further excited me. Master then wrapped a band around my arm and soon I felt that prick again, followed by the most intense rush I've had yet, and a coughing fit. "That was a .5 slam bitch. Now you should be more than ready for the rest of the night. I told you, you're the main attraction tonight!" With that he grabbed my leash and led me down the hallway to a large room. A large crowd of men had assembled, waiting for me to arrive. I was made to stand up, and my wrists were placed in cuffs hanging from the ceiling. Ankle cuffs were also attached. Then the chain's attached were pulled apart, stretching my body out spread eagle, so I was hanging with only my toes touching the ground. WHACK!!! I screamed out in pain and shock at the sudden contact of a whip against my bare back. Quickly more and more were administered to my vulnerable body, back, shoulders, thighs, calves and ass. I wailed and spasmed in pain, jerking around as I hung there, unable to protect my naked body. For the first time, tears started flowing from my eyes. Over and over the whip attacked my body, till I burned from head to toe. Then the attacks started on my chest. The entire front of my body was whipped like my back had been. Up and down it hit me, leaving burning welts all over. My nipples were attacked extra hard as I threw my head back and howled. Finally, my balls were savagely attacked, causing such pain I thought I would pass out. But the drugs kept me concious. And my cock strained within it spiked prison. Finally, my body burning, covered in sweat, I was released from the chain's, and placed in a sling. I was quickly tied down and immobilized. Then Master approached me, lubing up his hand. With no effort, he rammed 4 fingers right in my sloppy cunt. I moaned as he pushed them around, in and out, stretching me further. Soon he added his thumb, pushing more and more against my sphincter. Someone tied a popper soaked rag around my nose, and I inhaled deeply. Then it happened. Masters fist popped through my assring, right into my guts. I saw stars and the neurons in my brain exploded like the fucking 4th of July! I twisted and jerked, crying in extasy as Master made me a puppet on his arm. He pushed deeper in me, past my inner ring, opening me deep. Soon half of his hairy arm was buried deep in my pussy. Someone unlocked my cock cage, releasing my big cock, allowing it to throb freely. Then Master pulled his arm out, leaving his fist in my cunt. Next he lined up his cock next to his wrist, and pushed it inside. Grabbing my hard cock with his free hand, he jerked me hard and fast while he jerked his own cock inside my ass. Soon we were both blowing our loads in the most intense orgasm I had ever known. A huge built up load sprayed all over my chest and stomach while Master jerked his load off into my ass. The crowd just watched in amazement. He pulled out of my ass, and left me there in the sling. The rest of my night was spent getting fucked and fisted by anyone who wanted to help permanently pulverize my teen jock cunt. My cunt would never be the same after that night.

Took two in the past few days -- including one that was a first for me -- and more on the horizon for tonight. On Saturday, met up with a really cute 24-year-old named Brian who I met through a mutual friend (who himself has topped the kid many times). We played around, got very passionate into foreplay, and to my surprise he ended up fucking me raw and shooting a load that was still dripping out 24 hours later, so it must've been massive. Found out two things later: First, Brian hadn't topped in months. Second, he got topped by a guy 4 months ago who now says that he might have been pozzed about a year ago. So Brian told me 3 days later that he was freaking out and felt bad because he didn't tell me before fucking me. I reminded him that I hadn't asked, and that what's done is done, so we'll deal with the consequences. We're supposed to see each other again this weekend. On Tuesday, I stopped at my local gay bar after work for a beer. I work a late schedule, so I walked in around 1 a.m. and the place was all but empty when I leaned up against the bar on the far side with nobody else within 20 feet. An older guy (obviously a bit buzzed and horny) walked up to me and complimented my eyes and offered to buy us both a shot. A couple of beers and overtly sexual chit-chat later, he's sliding his hand down my khaki shorts and pushing a finger into my hole, followed by a second finger. The bartender, a friend of mine, looked over at one point, smiled and rolled his eyes, which meant that I was free to enjoy this as long as I could. Between the liquor and the roaming fingers, I felt great. Eventually, with me leaning slightly against the bar and him standing behind me with an arm around me and whispering in my ear, he slides my shorts (which are about 2 sizes too big anyway) down just enough that I feel the cool air hitting my bare ass. Since there was nobody else but us on that side of the bar, I didn't object. He takes a minute to apply extra spit to his fingers to get my ass extra wet, and I can feel him fidgeting with his own shorts -- the zipper sliding down, the belt buckle clanking as he unfastens it. And just like that, with one arm around me, his other hand is sliding his bare cock up and down my crack inside my neighborhood bar. Luckily at this point the bartender either knows what's going on and is determined to overlook it, or he's actually busy serving the other 4 customers in the bar at that moment. I tried to keep a poker face as I felt this guy's dick gently sliding into me -- he held it inside for a while while I adjusted, even though it seemed about average size, then he stared thrusting slowly. He made sure to stop when the bartender or customers turned our direction, which was almost never. He wrapped his arms around me a few times and laughed just to keep up appearances of us having a conversation, but my hunch is that nobody -- except maybe the bartender -- knew that his cock was in my ass and about to blow. He was in me for maybe 10 minutes before shooting inside me. He told me later it was a 7-day load. After he came, we zipped up and he ordered us both another beer. He said I deserved it for taking his cock in a bar like that. He said he'd never imagined fucking in a bar, and I said I hadn't either, but no regrets. I think his name was something simple, like Mike or Jeff maybe, but I'm not sure. And I think he said he was late 40s and visiting from Ohio or Indiana, but I was only somewhat paying attention. He gave me a friendly hug when he left, but I didn't get a phone number or any way to contact him. And of course, I didn't realize until I was leaving the bar that I didn't know his status.

After putting away my laptop, I went to bed and woke up the next morning around noon. I didn't have work and so I lay there a bit longer thinking about what I had done. Joey had no idea what was coming. That got me hard thinking about the cock in that picture again. I looked over to find Joey had already gotten up. I heard the tv on and figured he was watching a show so I tiptoed to the door and peaked out. He was on his phone and was quickly typing out a message. I wasn't sure what it was, but I know what I hoped. I went back to bed after grabbing my laptop and brought up BBRT again. There were a few messages from random guys, but I saw one from the poz latin and brought it up. >well it seems he's very interested. He wants to meet tonight at 6. You were right about his insisting on condoms. I've got a camera set up so you can watch it go down. Here's my Skype... >awesome, I can't wait for you to poz his cheating ass with your toxic cum. I'd love to watch your hot body shove that thick cock in his hole. I could feel the excitement rising again. I wanted to make Joey pay for his indiscretions in a way that gave me as much excitement as he got from his countless tricks. >fuck yeah bud. I'm gonna give him a fuck he's never gonna forget. You're gonna love watching my thick dick slide in him. Alright, gotta go, I'll log onto Skype tonight so you can connect to the camera before he gets here. I shut down my laptop and walked out to see Joey still typing away. His smirk told me all I needed to know. "Good morning," I said. "Afternoon babe," he smiled at me. "You looked so peacful sleeping after last night I wanted to let you sleep in." "Thanks. Any plans tonight?" I asked. "Just gotta help my mom out with something. What about you?" "I think I'm gonna chill at home. I have errands to run all day today so I'll probably relax and watch some tv. " "I'm gonna head over to my place and get my laundry done before I have to be at my mom's," he said and came over to plant a kiss on my cheek. "Okay, I'm going to go brush my teeth and get ready for my day. Say hi to your mom for me," I said almost enjoying the web of lies. As he got ready to leave, I went about my daily routine. After washing my face, my coffee was ready and he was gone. I sat down at the computer again sipping my drink. I pulled up BBRT again, as there wasn't anything else I could think of except tonight. Ignoring messages from people I didn't care for, I ended up the guy's profile again looking at his pictures. I thought about what it would be like to taste his cock. It occurred to me it would be just like sucking any other uncut cock, but I then wondered if it would be soapy and clean or more naturally musky. In my daze I saw a new message from him and opened it. >on again? Can't stop thinking about it, can you? In just a few short hours your boy is gonna get knocked up with my babies. You can probably back out still if you want... I thought about what he said, but it was too far gone. I wanted this to happen. >no, I can't stop thinking about it. And no, I'm not going to back out. He's gonna get his pleasure, and I'm going to get some this time too. >i like the way you think. You should get some pleasure out of this. Alright, I just gotta replenish my lube bottle with baby oil. Let's connect on Skype before the main event ;] My cock was throbbing. Part of me told me I was evil, but I didn't really care. I was just too caught up in all of it. The next several hours were hard to fill. The time was moving by so slowly and I wasn't able to focus on TV. I spent my time watching bareback videos wondering if that would be what it looked like. By the time 5:45 came around, I had already shot my load but felt so horny I was ready to burst. I logged into Skype and connected with the latin man. When his cam came on I grinned. I saw his pictures, but still didn't expect him to look athletic and hot considering he was toxic by his own definition. My cam was on too, so he could see me sitting naked on my bed. "Hey there stud. Looks like you're ready for a show," his voice came through very manly. "You have no idea. I'm nervous," I confessed. "You have nothing to be nervous about. I'm the one doing the deed here," he laughed. "And he's not even going to know." I smiled at that knowing Joey was clueless. I had a good view of the bed, looking from the side. "Showtime. He just texted that he's downstairs. You can turn off your cam, but I'm going to cover you up with porn anyway." I watched as he clicked with the mouse anyway few times. I cut my feed and turned up the volume as I noticed he left the sound of the porn off. Probably so I could better hear Joey's moans. He went off camera for several minutes after throwing on some boxer briefs that left nothing to the imagination.

6. Jason As I held out the glass pipe and lighter for him, Nathan looked at me quizzically. "Huh?" he asked me. "It's your turn," I said. "You need to smoke more, and I'll take the pictures now." Reluctantly, Nathan handed me his camera. "Just frame it, and press here," he said, indicating the shutter release. I already knew how to use the camera, but I didn't want to bother him by saying anything. With his hands now free, he took the pipe and lighter from me. I was able to properly hold the camera. While he was swapping the pipe and lighter between his hands, I took some pictures of him. I had been staring at Nathan for several days, seemingly memorizing every hair on his face, every muscle in his chest, every vein on his cock. But tonight, looking through the viewfinder, I was seeing him for the very first time. He seemed new and different in a way I had trouble articulating. Even though I had several loads inside of me, I was still so turned on by his raw masculinity that my ass started to itch again. It wasn't going to be long before I needed to have him inside of me again. For the first time, I noticed that he had a few bits of grey in his goatee, and there were the slightest hints of lines around his eyes. I wondered how I had missed those details before, and with a bit of shock, I realized I didn't even know how old he was. He was older, but I had never even asked. I was about to say something, but before I could open my mouth, Nathan put the pipe to his mouth. He held the flaming torch under the bowl. I took pictures as he heated up the bowl, inhaled the vapor, and then exhaled the cloud. "Again," I said. I wanted him just as high as I was. "Bossy boy," he said, smiling. But he did what I said, and took another hit off the pipe. This one was longer and deeper than the one before; it was obvious from the giant cloud he exhaled. As he put the pipe back to his lips a third time, he said, "Let's share this one." He kneeled down in front of me and our faces were level with one another. I was staring right into his green eyes, and remembered the power they had exerted over me the first time I saw him. I would have done anything just to see them again. And, so far, I had done almost everything to keep him: he had fucked me raw, he had shot his poz cum in me, he had whored me out to his friends, and even now he was getting me higher than I had ever been before. Another hit of crystal was small compared to what had already happened. "I'd like that," was my only response, exhaling and emptying my lungs for his cloud. He did a long hit, longer than any of the others and emptied the bowl several times. He grabbed the back of my head, pulled me in close, and exhaled all of it into my mouth. I sucked his cloud in, feeling his drugs and his breath, as they became my drugs and my breath. Even though his raw cock had been inside me, even though now his sperm was swimming inside of me, and even though his virus was plotting its stealthy attack on my body, this sharing of breaths was a new intimacy for us. The shotgun turned into a kiss and Nathan put the pipe down on the bed table. His hand traced down my smooth chest, across my stomach, before finding my cock. The crystal had rendered it weak, soft and impotent, but I didn't mind it at all. Michael had used my tina dick as a source of power over me, but with Nathan, my soft rod had turned into a celebration of Nathan's masculinity. My limp cock was my special gift to him, a way for us to stay focused on what was critical and important: Nathan's unprotected, uncovered, raw manhood entering me, his powerful orgasm filling me with toxic cum, and his deadly disease infecting me. Another night, hopefully very soon, my cock would be hard and erect, bursting with toxic sperm, and it would be my turn to penetrate Nathan. Nathan rested his hands on my hips to pull me closer to him. Neither of us had breathed out the crystal cloud and his tongue was still exploring my mouth. His hard cock was pressed against the inside of my thighs. Relentlessly, it seeked out my wet hole. "Please?" I asked, stopping our kissing just long enough to speak. A bit of the white cloud escaped as I begged Nathan to fuck me. "Of course, boy," he said. He pulled away, and exhaled. Even though he had given me the bulk of his hit, he still had a respectable cloud. I followed his example, and blew the smoke right into his face. "Hot, boy," he said. He took the camera from me, and put it next to the glass pipe on the bed table. Then he pushed me back onto the bed, and climbed on top of me. "I need to be inside you again," he said. Between my legs, his hard cock was searching for the wet opening into my body. I grabbed my ankles to give him better access to my hole. "I want you inside me too," I said. "Your raw cock inside of me feels like nothing else I've ever felt before." He ran one hand over my chest; I was sweating, a combination of anticipating getting fucked again and the additional kick of the crystal hitting me. "Are you ok, my Jason?" he said. The way he said "My Jason" sent a chill down my back. So badly, I wanted him to want me, even to need me. I hoped I wasn't reading too much that statement, taking it as a confirmation of his parallel need. "I'm good," I replied. "I'll be better with your cock inside me. And much better when your precum dripping into me." "Need more of my sperm? My virus?" he asked, as he lined the tip of his cock up with hole. It was now very well-used, bordering on sore. But that hardly mattered when it was Nathan wanting to fuck me. "Fuck yeah, Nathan. You know that." Nathan grabbed the bottle of poppers from off the bed and handed it to me. "Big hit for me, boy," he said. I held them under my nose. I breathed in deeply, first one nostril, and then the other, and then back to the first one. "Give it to me," he said before I could put the lid back on the bottle. He replicated my actions, inhaling deeply three times from the little brown bottle. "Ready?" he asked. We both knew what he was asking. Right as I nodded in agreement, I felt my face flush from the poppers, and at the same time, his cock began to press into me. He filled me up again with his hard shaft. My eyes rolled back, and I moaned in pleasure. All I focused on--all I could focus on--was my hole, and the way his cock slowly penetrated and filled me. This time, the sex was slower and more intimate than earlier in the evening. There was no longer the frantic need for him to get off, and we could take the time enjoy the journey. As I felt his skin against my skin, I remembered how dangerous yet intimate this was for me. There was nothing between his poz cock and my fertile hole. As we both rode the waves of poppers, it was hard for me to tell where he stopped and I began: he had gotten so deep into me and his cock fit my ass so perfectly it was like we were two parts of the same person. Nathan clearly felt the same way; he leaned in and whispered, "It feels like we're one," before he started to kiss me deeply once more. Even with our intimate connection, it still took us a while to find our rhythm. It had turned into a very slow fuck, with Nathan's cock just barely rocking back and forth inside me. He massaged the thick pools of deadly cum from all the men into my body, all the while, he held on to me tightly. His furry chest was pressed against mine and our lips and tongues stayed entangled the entire time. It seemed like the night had stopped, but yet every time I looked at the clock, only about thirty minutes had gone by. Soon, we were in the depths of the night, as first eight, then ten, midnight, and almost too soon, one AM ticked by. The entire time, Nathan's cock stayed inside me, dripping pre-cum, exploring my hole, and leaving faint traces of his virus inside me. Every so often, we would stop, just long enough to hit the pipe again together, pour a little more lube onto my hole, have a sip of water, and maybe switch positions. Sometimes, while fucking, we would be kissing. Other times we were just quiet. The best times were when we would whisper in each other's ears our hopes and dreams plus our experiences and fantasies. I was amazed, and, honestly, at times jealous, of what Nathan had done. As the night wore on, fueled by the drugs and our growing trust in each other, our fantasies became more explicit, more personal and more dangerous. Buried in my hole, Nathan's cock would get hard when I told him what I was willing to do. The barriers between us had been lowered significantly. I found myself opening up to Nathan in ways I had never been able to tell another man. In a quiet moment of the night, I found myself telling him how I had jerked off thinking about getting infected. "Why do you want it?" he asked me. "Before I met you?" I asked. "Or now?" "Both," he said. He pulled his cock almost all the way out, and then slid it back into me. I could feel the pools of toxic spooge pressed deeper into me, where soon enough, they would get absorbed into my body, and hopefully give me what I needed so badly. "Honestly?" "Of course," Nathan said. "No secrets now. No secrets ever." "The thought of crawling on top of a neg boy, of sliding my cock into his hole, of fucking him hard and breeding him. It's such a hot thing to be able to do. And knowing that I am infecting him, it's a fucking power trip." "It is," he said. "Especially with the right neg man, it can be amazing experience. And the best way to get to know a man." He stroked my face, and then gave me a kiss. "Like no other experience in the world." He stared at me, and I tried not to get lost in his hazel eyes. "And now?" he asked. "You," I said. "I want this to be how we get to know each other. How I get a part of you forever." "You'll always have a part of me," Nathan said. "And I'll make sure that my virus is in your blood." "Thank you," I said. His cock was deep in me, dripping his pre-cum into me. It was hard to tell if he was defiling my hole with his toxic virus, or anointing it with his precious fluids. They were two sides to the same coin. "Do you want to spread it?" he asked. "Help others feel as good as you do?" I had to think a moment. I knew what he was asking me, what I was signing up to do. I had safer sex drilled in my head since middle school. Not that I had followed it very well: raw man cunt was felt far too good to spoil with sheaths of rubber between my cock and the bottom. But now, Nathan was proposing a step further. To seek out negative men fuck them raw, to infect them, and make sure it would take. Despite the drugs, my cock twitched and started to grow. Nathan stroked it. "I think your cock is telling me everything I need to know," he said. "Yeah, I think it is. I do want to." I remembered what Thomas had said earlier in the day. "And I know Thomas is into it as well" "I know," Nathan said. "He's asked me a few times. Never sure how I feel about it. But..." he started, and then stopped. "But?" I asked. "I think I'd do it with you. Having a boy to share between us. To infect." "It would be nice," I said. Nathan pushed his cock into my hole again. He more than filled me up, and my dick dripping in pleasure. "And you? What do you want?" "You really want to know?" I nodded. I was learning much about Nathan in this quiet morning time. Our inhibitions were gone, and we were purely creatures of pleasure. We were creatures of a common depraved flesh, feeding off the inscrutable darkness of drugged-up, male sex. "Ok," he said. But rather than saying anything else, he grabbed the pipe and torch from the bed table. "This will need some help." I nodded, wondering what dark fantasy he had that required added assistance from the crystal. I worried that it would be too dark, too much for me, and I would have to tell him no. I worried because that I knew that tonight, I wouldn't be able to tell him no. I wasn't sure if I would ever be able to deny Nathan something he wanted, but tonight, it would be particularly impossible. "Ok?" he asked me. I nodded again, feeling how hard his cock was inside me. He stuck the pipe in his mouth, pursing his lips around the glass stem. He flicked the torch and held the intense blue flame under the bowl. Subjected to the heat, it didn't take long for the crystals to crackle, melt and begin to smoke. He started to inhale, emptying the bowl and filling his lungs. Even while getting high, he looked beautiful to me, a stocky, hairy, muscular body, his manhood buried deep and raw in my ass, and him sucking down the drug that would make him even wilder. Finally, his lungs were full, and he pulled out his pipe. He offered it to me, but I nodded no. My head was spinning a bit, and I needed to slow down. If I ever needed it, the pipe would be right beside me. "Damn, that is nice," he said, exhaling a thick cloud. It momentarily engulfed his head, before drifting down and blocking my view. As it dispersed, I saw him above me, his eyes glassy and a smile on his face. "So," I said. "What do you want?" He was quiet for a moment. His cock was rock-hard, lodged deep in my hole and dripping. Whatever he was thinking about, it was keeping him hard. I wanted to be able to satisfy him, to make him that hard again. I was clenching my ass in terror, wondering what he wanted to do. "I want to see you get raped," he finally said. "To see man after man ram his cock into you. To hear you beg for them to stop, to go slower, and to be gentle, when you know that it has only just begin. To see their cum dripping from your smooth tight hole. And to hold you at the end, my cock in your hole, and tell you how proud I am of you." Hearing that, I relaxed. It seemed so simple and so easy: all I would have to do is get fucked by a few guys. It would be like this afternoon. Maybe even better, since Nathan would be there for me. It wouldn't be just me and an ass like Michael. I smiled and nodded. "I'd do that for you." Nathan grinned. I continued. "Just make sure they are hung big, and fuck hard. And that I'm as high as I am now." "You'd do that? For me?" Nathan asked. "Yeah, right now, I'd do anything for you," I said. "Really, I'd do anything." I glanced at the clock. It was now nearly two AM. It had gotten quiet outside. Time was now marked only by a very occasional siren in the distance or the sounds of people walking home, drunk and happy, from the bars. It was the crystal driving us now, the man behind the curtain for our every action and though. I wondered how many mistakes I had already made this weekend. I had just said I'd let strangers use me. Even if I begged them to stop. But maybe that was what I really wanted, because the idea, even after Michael, didn't scare me. The pressing questions seemed to be when that fantasy would come true. "There's so much I want to do with you. I don't want you to be held back by anything." His cock was harder and buried deeper than he had ever been. "You think it's been holding you back? I mean, the fear of HIV. Of AIDS. Of dying." The only thing keeping me from freaking out was the stable presence of his tool inside me and the calming nature of the steady stream of pre-cum he was dripping into me. "In the part, it had been," I said. "But now, I want it. I want it so badly. To be infected with HIV, just like you." Inside me, his cock was throbbing with desire and dripping pre-cum into my hole. "I don't want to be held back from anything. No fear." "I don't want you to be afraid of anything either. Not of me, not of my cock, not of my cum, not of my virus. Or of my friends: their cocks, their cum and their virus. I don't think I could ever fuck you with a rubber. I want to share everything with you. And most of all, I want to be there for all of your needs and fantasies." "Me too." Nathan was on top of me again, his strokes getting deeper and more forceful. "And I know now I want the man ho infects me to be you Nathan," I said. "Not anyone else." "I'd like that too, Jason," he said. "I'd like that a lot." I needed Nathan so badly that night. I wanted his body, his mind, and most of all, his semen and the virus that would come with it. I wondered how much of this was because of the drugs and sex, but it really didn't matter. I was living in the moment and nothing else mattered. Nothing mattered but what I was sharing with Nathan. "I love you," I said. Suddenly, I was letting the drugs do the thinking for me and I let the crystal do what I was too cowardly to do on my own. As I said it, he pulled me close and kissed me. He slammed his cock deep into me. It went deep; deeper than he had ever been before. He was into virgin territory, which was ripe and ready for his seed. I felt him pulse and inside of me, Nathan was shooting his thick load of toxic jizz. I wanted it. I wanted to be open for him, to accept every drop of what he gave me. Most of all, I wanted the virus. I was no longer afraid. I was ready for it, and I wanted it to be his virus, his disease, his HIV. I wanted to be infected and I wanted to be free of all the worries and fears that had eaten me up over the years. But, the only way we could ever make this happen was to for him to fuck me raw and to cum inside of me. I knew that anything that felt this good, that brought me this close to the man I was falling in love with, must be good. This had to be the right thing. "I love you," I repeated, as he filled me with his beautiful hard cock and sprayed my guts with his thick, deadly, and wonderful cum. Even while Nathan's orgasm subsided, he made no effort to stop kissing me. He kept one hand wrapped around my body, and with the other, he tenderly stroked my head. Even after this, his second orgasm of the night, his cock stayed hard and stayed deep in my body. As we kissed, the last throbs of his orgasm wracked his body. I felt privileged to be able to make a man like him cum that hard, and doubly lucky that he had deemed me worthy of his precious fluids, the fluids that would make me forever his. Finally, our breathing returned to normal, and our long kiss was broken off. "You good, sweet boy?" he asked me, staring at me with his beautiful, piercing green eyes. "Very good," I replied, and kissed him again. My legs were still wrapped around his torso, making sure he stayed inside me. I had a stupid smile on my face. We continued to kiss and explore each other, still joined so intimately and closely. "Fuck," he said suddenly, a look of pain crossing his face. "Ok?" I asked. "Fine, just the start of a leg cramp. I gotta lay down and I'll be fine," he said. Reluctantly, I slowly unwrapped my legs from around him and let him pull his cock out of me. Still, I clamped my ass around his dick to make sure I kept every drop of his poz cum inside me. We were both tired and tweaked and our movements were clumsy. But it still felt good for us to be touching, feeling each other's bodies rub against each other. He collapsed next to me, wrapping his arm around me. We were quiet and just listened to each other breathe and felt the sweat on our bodies slowly dry. I was glad to be quiet, even though unwanted thoughts were starting to creep into my consciousness. Without Nathan's cock inside me to center me, doubts were starting to grow. I remembered everything I had said while we were fucking. I knew, in my heart, it was all true. But, I wasn't ready to face one of them straight on, much less have the important talk about it with Nathan. The statement was the methamphetamine's true betrayal of me this evening. It wasn't the way I had opened my hole to all those poz men, not the way I had let Michael use me, nor the way I had promised Nathan his fantasy. It was in the heat of passion, telling a man how I really felt. Of course, Nathan had certainly come hard when I told him. I wanted him to feel the same way, and I took it as a hopeful sign. Finally, he broke the silence. "What time is it?" he asked. I turned my head, to look at the clock. I was surprised that it was only 2:30; it felt like we had been together much longer and that the night was almost over. "2:30," I said, as I turned back towards him, smelling his sweaty, male body. His cock was still hard, pressed up against my flat stomach. "You have to be anywhere tomorrow?" he asked me. "In the morning, I mean?" "Not at all." "Good," he said. I heard him smile through his voice. "You up for another round?" "Yeah," I said. "I need to feel your raw cock inside of me again." My ass had been itching for more cock from the minute he pulled out of me. "Maybe you want a quick shower before we continue?" "Definitely," he said. "And we should refill the pipe as well." As we untangled from each other, I got up first. I knelt down on the floor, next too him, with him sitting on the edge of the bed. He wiped the lube off his hands with a spare towel and then grabbed the bag of crystal and the pipe. The bag was still fat and thick, filled with shard of the white drug. He pressed the stem of the pipe into it, and let several chunks fall into the bowl. "Want to go first?" he asked, as he tapped the last few tiny crystals out of the stem and into the bowl. "Please," I said. There had been so much that had happened over the past few hours: from Sean, Jake, and Eli, to Michael, to what we had been sharing in the dark of the night. I wasn't sure what to be feeling. At that moment, everything seemed so good, but yet, there was still a dark undercurrent, one I couldn't fully explain, like the feeling of impending doom. I did my best to forget about it, and live in the pleasure of the minute. "I'm really enjoying tonight," I said. "I'm happy we are sharing all of this. I like being with you." "Me too," he said, as he fired up the torch and let the drugs melt. He looked straight at me, as a wisp of vapor escaped from the glass bowl. "You seemed a little shaken up after Michael. Was it just him? Or the entire experience?" "Just him," I said. "Sean, Jake, Eli, they were all great. But Michael," I trailed off, shivering a bit as I remembered the ninety minutes I had spent with him. Ninety minutes I couldn't forget. "I know," Nathan said. The bowl had now filled with smoke and the vapor was escaping from the top. "Here," he said, putting the pipe in my mouth. "Take a hit. You can relax now. I'm here." With one hand, he held the torch against the bowl, and with the other, he gently stroked my arm. The touch, especially from him, felt good. It complimented the crystal I was sucking down nicely. I nodded that I was good, and he pulled the torch away. Before the pipe cooled down, I inhaled a few more bowls. I held the hit as long as I could. The drugs flowed into my blood, giving me a warm feeling of happiness. There were things I knew I needed to remember, about Michael, about Nathan, about myself, but as the tina kicked in, again, those things seemed far away and unimportant. I leaned in to shotgun it to Nathan. He took the hit from me, his hand now wrapped around me, keeping me close. I remembered enough to continue talking. "It's like there's something he's angry about," I said, referring to Michael. Nathan held my hit a while longer before he exhaled it right into my face. "I want you to take another hit," he told. I couldn't tell him no, nor did I want to. I wanted to get lost in the pleasure. So, I put the pipe in my mouth and let him held the torch under it again. "I don't know the full story, but I heard he got stealth pozzed by his boyfriend. He's had trust issues ever since." I finished the hit and held it for a moment before shotgunning it to Nathan. Nathan. "That could do it," I said, as Nathan held his breath. "I'm glad we're doing it like this. Openly. Trusting each other completely." I nearly said "lovingly," but thought better of it. There was a bond between us, and it was only getting stronger. I didn't want to scare him; I was already worried that I had said too much. I kissed Nathan, and he shotgunned the hit back to me. As I held it, Nathan returned the pipe and torch to the bed table. It would still be available to us as the night wore on. He wrapped his arms around me and let one hand dropped down to my ass where a finger quickly found my hole. "Me too," he said. "This is the best weekend I've in a long time. Now, let's get ourselves clean, in body if not spirit. The lube is starting to feel gross." I stood up and walked to the bathroom. "Getting towels. I'll be there in a second," Nathan said, "Let the water run?" The water got warm quickly and I stepped into the spacious shower. It felt good to wash off the accumulated grime from my sexual escapades. I ran my finger over my raw hole. There were several loads of toxic sperm up there. Even under the hot water, I shivered with the realization that it was far too late for me to do anything about the virus. I expected to be scared and nervous about the poz loads, but instead, all I felt was excitement. I hoped it wouldn't be long before I was infected. More than anything, I needed it to be Nathan's virus that did the deed.

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