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The following is completely true. I had planned for my evening to follow my rules: I would spend days looking at BBRT and breeding.zone and fantasize about really letting loose, really indulging my desires, but afterwards I would always return to Earth, chastising myself for getting worked up over such risky stuff. I went to Club Orlando as an outlet, a place to get a taste of what I wanted, but I gave myself two simple rules: first, I wouldn't allow anyone fuck me bareback, and second, if I found myself so frustrated that I was on the threshold of making bad decisions, I would simply get myself off - or leave. In the dark room of the maze there is a fuck bench of sorts. I stood near the end of the bench as I was somewhat selective, and certainly wasn't offering my bare hole to the entire room. I saw three other men bent over on the table, and as the room was quickly filing up, I took several huge hits from my poppers, just to keep me on edge. I guess I was feeling optimistic as, before I entered the dark room I had lubed up my ass, and was holding two magnum condoms - just in case. I wasn’t getting much attention, but then again, I was standing still at end of the fuck bench. Just then two older white guys walked through the door way. Each man sported an enormous dick. The two men immediately selected a bottom from the fuck bench and slid in. Both of the tops and the two bottoms were very vocal. Between the general scene and the poppers I was very excited, so when I felt a bare cock between my cheeks I was more than willing to accommodate, but still I managed to maintain my self-imposed rule and handed the guy a condom. The top accepted the condom but made no move to put it on. Instead he pinched my tits, nibbled my neck and rhythmically pushed at my hole - insistently. I was enjoying being played with definitely wasn't interested in getting fucked bareback, so I kept squirming my hole out of the path of his cock head, only to find it returned within seconds, seeking entrance. The intense fucking near us had me really turned on, and the man behind me used both hands to grab my hips and pin me against the fuck bench. I wasn’t ready for it, nor did I think he would all but rape me in a crowded room, still I grunted in pain and surprise as his dick, which was longer and thicker than I had expected, opened up my ass. Bareback. In all honesty I was so completely turned on I barely offered any resistance. The top fucked me for several seconds, using very long strokes. Although his technique was utterly amazing, reality still came crashing home - he was fucking me bareback, even as I gripped the second condom in my hand. I lurched off of him and pushed away at him a bit. As he left the darkroom into the main section of the maze I caught a glimpse of his silhouette: he was an older black man. I was incredibly flustered, the fucking had felt amazing but condoms are a reasonable precaution. I wasn’t ready to leave and took a few more hits of poppers. The older men pulled out of the asses they were fucking and moved down the line, one to the bottom his friend had just fucked, and the other to me. Without question or preamble he started trying to work his big fucking cock into my asshole bare. My hole was so ready it practically sucked at his cock head and I felt an overwhelming desire for it to stretch me wide. I handed the condom back and pressed it against his leg, and he took an arm and bent me over the table. As I was pressed down I felt his cock reach the perfect angle, and my hole stretched wide and open. He fucked his entire cock into me and when his hips hit my cheeks I sprayed cum all over the table. He fucked me with a vengeance, and it felt so good I didn’t bother offering any resistance. I felt him tense up and panicked as the unmistakable feel of a cock pumping cum filled my insides. He pulled his dripping and cummy cock out of me and another set of hands kept me from moving as his companion slipped into me. This one was about as long but much thicker at the head. It felt impossibly amazing working into me, and I felt cum gush down my cheeks and legs as it spurted out around his monster dick. His pace quickened and I felt him add another load of cum to my insides. He pulled out and I heard an audible plop as a gob of cum hit the floor. I was gasping and panting, having spent the past few minutes being fucked like an animal. I saw a young black guy near me, stroking a nice sized cock, and locked in the moment I shuffled my ass towards him and impaled myself on it. He made no effort to stop me and I worked my cummy hole all the way down his shaft. Between the previous big cocks and their loads it was effortless to work his whole cock in and out. He came in less than a minute, and I noticed another man was stroking next to us, so I shifted and was then filled with by the cock of a stranger. I tightened the grip on the condom in my hand as he shot his load into my ass. I left in a panic. Two weeks have passed, and while I haven't yet returned to the bathhouse, there is no doubt in my mind it was the best gay sex I have ever had.

I just came back from vacay in Sin City where I met up with an old acquaintance/fwb who invited me to a hotel (sex) party that one of his friends was throwing. We pre-gamed pretty hard and were feeling tipsy by the time we showed up. The party was held in a large suite and as the door opened, the smell of hot man-on-man sex wafted over me - that all too familiar scent of cum, lube, sweat, and ass invading my nostrils and making my hole twitch. As my friend and I were greeting by our host, bodies were intertwined on the sofas and floor as cocks joined with oral and anal orifices, men already in the midst of fucking and sucking. The mix of tops and bottoms was fairly even, with a few verse dudes pulling double duty. I saw a bowl of assorted condoms but it didn't seem any were being used as, a quick scan of the dicks suggested all were unsheathed. Two hung naked tops brazenly walked up to me without saying anything. One handed me a drink while the other started to undress me. I had to guzzle down my drink as the action quickly pulled me in. The one dude who undressed me was eating my hole out while the other guy started sucking me off. Before I knew it I was in the middle of the pile. I spent most of my time on my hands and knees as this was the best position to get both my face and ass fucked simultaneously. Time sped up and slowed down and even stopped due to my drunken state and I really don't know how many dudes fucked me, or even came in me for that matter. The entire night was a blur of dicks, jizz, and sweaty bodies moaning and groaning throughout the night. My head swam and my skin felt hot. I think someone may have slipped me something in my drink. Or maybe it was the numerous popper-soaked wads of cloth that were constantly being shoved in my face. Either way, my semi-consciousness was flooded with pleasure and pain. And then darkness. I awoke in my own room, naked. My jaw ached and my hole was on fire. A large wet spot under my ass revealed a pool of semen stained pink with blood. Cum was plastered on my face and hair, chest and stomach, ass and back. The hangover was worst than death as I crawled my way to the shower. My friend was hivered over the toilet, puking his guts out. As I let the warm water wash away last evening's debauchery, I felt my hole. It was tender, gaping, and leaking cum. After some coffee and Advil, I felt good enough to check my phone. I had several text messages with pics and videos of me drinking cum and my ass being railed by some hot tops. I grinned as the images flashed before my eyes. It has only been a few days since the party. I'm waiting a few more weeks before I get tested. Stay tuned.

Part 3 I tried to break free, I was strong, but he was stronger. As thoughts rushed through my head about what he was going to do to me, my mind jumped back to myself jacking off to countless stealth and pozzing stories. Who the fuck was I kidding? I had fantasized about this scenario as much as I had about a PA. The adrenaline pump got stronger. I turned around and looked at Full Thick Beard. He was grinning. “I knew you were a fucking chaser. I’m going to put my DNA deep inside you” I grinned too. With his weight on me, and while I was still on the floor, on that filthy, sticky floor, he pulled my shoulders towards him and impaled my hole on his hard cock. HOLY FUCK. I had never been in so much pain. I could feel the PA tearing up my insides. I couldn’t see it, but I knew I was bleeding. How could he tear through with so much cum in me already? Who cares, I was in pig heaven. Wrapping his arms tightly around my chest, he pulled out all the way, and thrust back in, teasing my hole with the PA metal, over and over. “Yeah, you like it rough, don’t ya Cowboy?” I nodded as I moved my ass around, feeling the PA rip my insides even more. “Are you ready for my toxic seed Cowboy??” I nodded. “Tell me you want it. Beg me to knock you up with my charged babies, fucker” I begged. I pleaded for his DNA to enter my blood and stay with me for the rest of my life. He grabbed my hat, still on the floor, and put it under my cock. He pulled me closer as he thrust his PA Dick deep inside me. I felt it twitch. I heard him grunt. I felt his throbbing cock blasting cum inside me as the previous loads were leaking out of my hole. My hole was overflowing, the anonymous spunk was being replaced with the toxic product of all my fantasies. My body and mind were in ecstasy. I grabbed my Cowboy Hat and put it under my dick as I was blowing my largest load ever into it. I had never cum so hard. I had never cum like this without touching myself. My ass twitched, and I milked every single drop of toxic seed from PA Dick. As he continued to shudder, I knew his charged load was gushing out over the metal with every grunt. He pulled out, flipped me around and fed me PA Dick. I could taste the cumpilation of loads, the sweat from our bodies, and the blood from my insides. I could also feel that sting from earlier. I touched it. It wasn’t smooth metal, it had spikes on it. Once I cleaned him up, he put his toxic tool back into his jeans and told me to stand up. He picked up my hat and handed it to me “Better hang on to this hat Cowboy, it has your last clean load”. He then put his hand in his pocket and took out a piece of paper and a PA Ring, just like his, with the spikes on it. “Call my guy, he’ll get that special PA on your cock so you can spread my strain with your toxic loads” I walked out of the store full of cum, my heart still racing, my cock still throbbing in my Wranglers, wearing what I knew was the last non-toxic DNA I was ever going to shoot. I couldn’t wait for the flu.

The Freshman 10 – My watch said 10:45 p.m. and that was about all I could see except for the granite counter top on the island in Mr. Durant’s kitchen as he slid his long, raw, black dick, up my ass. Just six hours ago I was running late for my last class, on the last day of my first week at the University of Maryland (UMD), in College Park, Maryland. While the school was not quite as far away from my family down on the Eastern Shore as I might have wanted, the Robert H. Smith School of Business at UMD was one of the best, so I promised mom and dad I would ‘come home often’ – yeah right – and they agreed to pay for school. Breathlessly I opened the door to the class, heard the professor’s booming voice, and slunk into an empty seat in the back row where I was greeted with a warm smile and the most amazing eyes by the guy sitting beside me. I could barely focus on what the professor was saying as I kept glancing at my classmate, his light brown skin, his strong jaw line, the way he sat a little forward in his seat paying attention while lightly tapping his pencil on his notebook. Flashes of our naked bodies pressed together crowded my mind, my dick strained against my jeans, and I missed most of what the professor said. Class ended, and as I was gathering up my things to leave my new classmate held out his hand, smiled and said, “Hi, I’m Kevin, Kevin Durant.” I blinked real fast, realized I was taking too long to reply, grabbed his hand and shook it too vigorously as I said all flustered, “Hi, nice to meet you,” and then I dropped my cell phone. “Fuck,” I said as I shook my head, slammed my books down and almost bumped into Kevin’s head as we both went to bend down to grab the phone. Kevin laughed, he got there first, handed my phone back to me and said, “I think it’s OK. Hey, if you’re done for the day I’m happy to share my notes with you on what you missed. I live close by so we can go by my place or just hang out on campus, whatever you prefer.” I almost dropped my phone again but managed to say, “Your place would be GREAT – um, that’s cool, yeah.” Oh God. I sounded like a complete idiot. Kevin said we would take his car, which was good as I was not sure I could find mine without poring over my map and looking stupid, and as we walked we made small talk, realized we were both in the same business program and had almost all of our classes together. Unlike my hand-me-down Volvo, Kevin had a tricked out and brand new Cadillac ELR sports coupe with a red paint job that made it simmer. We hopped in, Kevin banged on the steering wheel a couple of times and smiled with pride, “Just love that new car smell. Had to work fucking hard for this. My dad bought it for me, but he’s a fucking task master like you wouldn’t believe.” As the car revved up and we took off, I eased back in the high-grain leather seats and did not know I would soon come to find that out for myself. A short drive later we pulled up to a nice size house that had a few other cars in the driveway and only then did I think Kevin may still live with his parents. I had just assumed he was in a student house like me. Kevin led me around back, through a side door, and into a large apartment in the lower level. “Go on, make yourself comfortable, I got to piss,” Kevin said. I set my stuff down and wandered around his living room looking at pictures on the wall, then to his bookshelves and noted he liked to read sci-fi, which I did too. I then started thumbing through his DVD collection and about shit myself when I came across an entire shelf of porn – not just any porn – gay porn! My hands shook as I pulled one out. Damn! My parents would have skinned me alive if I had anything like that at my house – Jesus! Kevin came back out and saw what I was looking at before I could put it back on the shelf. He smiled, “Oh man, that is like my favorite one! You seen it before? Wait, what about this one? Seen that one?” I could only shake my head and hope Kevin did not notice the bulge in my pants. We sat down at the table, Kevin grabbed a couple sodas, and we started to review the info I had missed. Shit, this class was going to be intense, but Kevin said we could study together and that made me feel better. Once we finished, Kevin stood up, “Come on upstairs. I’ll introduce you to my old man. He works from home, has a technology consulting firm, pretty cool shit.” Kevin bounded up the stairs and I raced to keep up. The house was pretty impressive, but nothing like his dad. Kevin’s father was standing by a window looking out at his back lawn while speaking to someone on his blue tooth phone headset. His dress shirt was cut tight and I could see thick, hard nipples on his firm chest. The dress pants he wore showed the muscular curves of his ass and when he turned, I paused as I took in the long curve of his dick running down his right leg. He was a much bigger version of Kevin, taller, thicker, his skin several shades darker. His hair was cut tight, his face clean, and the gold rings and watch attested to his success. Kevin quietly started to point to various awards and things on the wall as he father finished his call and when he was done, he pulled the blue tooth out of his ear, walked over, gave Kevin a big hug then about broke my hand as he grabbed it, shook it hard and said, “You’re a friend of Kevin’s? Nice to meet you, nice to meet you. Come on in, take seat, so what are you boys up to?” I followed Kevin’s lead, sat down, and listened as Kevin reported to his dad all he had been up in the past 24-hours. His dad asked me a few questions about where I was from, my family, and then made his apologies as he had to take another call. On the way back to Kevin’s apartment downstairs we stopped and he pointed to several pictures on the wall. “That’s my mom,” he said in a voice laced with sadness. “She passed away a few years ago, so it’s just my dad and I now.” One last stop at a restaurant size fridge and Kevin asked, “Want some beer?” I was not 21 yet but said, “Yeah, OK, sure.” We got back downstairs, Kevin opened the bottles, we sat down on the couch, he then got up, pulled out the DVDs, found the porn I had looked at earlier and before I could say a word popped it in and started it up. He smiled, “You’ll love this! Oh wait, I never asked, sorry man, do you like guys even or girls or what?” Kevin was so open, calm, and relaxed about his sexuality and the fact that he did not act like the stereotype of a gay person that I had been raised with made it all the more disarming. I flushed a bit, looked away, then said, “I like guys I guess – I mean I like girls – but I like guys in that way – like that – but I’ve not had a lot of...” Kevin set his hand on my leg, squeezed it reassuringly, and said, “Really man? I guess I forget how lucky I have been. My mom and dad were supportive from the moment they knew when I was about 13. They knew before I did really, but they waited for me to catch up and when I did, they were there with love and support. Your parents don’t know?” I laughed nervously, “Fuck no! My mother would think I’ve been possessed by some evil creature and my father would then try to beat it out of me. No.” Kevin squeezed my thigh again, then surprised me as he leaned over, kissed my cheek, smiled and said, “Well then its good we met up right? No pressure here dude, but I have to admit I think you’re cute as fuck and going over the class notes was not the only reason I wanted to hang out.” Kevin then set his beer bottle on the coffee table, took mine out of my hand and set it on the table as well, leaned in and this time when he kissed me it was on the lips and I kissed him back. I leaned back on the couch as Kevin half laid on me, half on the couch, our hands exploring, our lips caressing. I paused and pushed at him a little, “What about your dad?” I asked. “He’s right upstairs!” Kevin chuckled, “Don’t worry. He’s cool. He won’t bother us. Anyways, he’s busy working.” A few more minutes of making out and I couldn’t take it anymore and finally reached down and grabbed Kevin’s hard bulge. He had been pressing it against my body and I ached to feel him and wanted to let him know. Kevin moaned, broke our kiss, stood up, pulled his shirt off, then did a slow-strip tease as he undid his pants, turned around, slowly pulled his shorts down, stepped out of clothes, then turned back so I could see him naked. Wow – fucking wow! That’s all I could think. His dick was rock hard, about 7 ½ inches long with a slight up curve on it. I sat up, leaned forward, and let him slide his hot dick in my mouth. I slowly worked my tongue around the head, up and down the shaft, then started to move my head back and forth trying to suck it like I had been taught by the one guy I had fucked around with back home. Kevin seemed to enjoy it and soon he held onto my shoulders, encouraging me to keep sucking, and I was lost in the feel of him in my mouth when suddenly he tensed and a river of cum started to flow from his dick. I gagged, tried to pull away, but Kevin held my head and said, “No, swallow, please, that feels so fucking good, please swallow it.” So I did, all the while realizing how much I loved the taste, and at the same time felt scared as I knew it was not a safe thing to do. Once Kevin was done, he leaned down, kissed me on the lips and ran his tongue into my mouth – “MMMM....luv the taste of a fresh load. Ever eat your own cum when you jerk off? I do all the time. I’m always so fucking horny and can cum several times a day, and eating it is just the best.” Kevin then plopped down on the couch and said, “OK, your turn,” with an evil glint in his eyes. I stood up, dropped my pants and clenched my jaw as Kevin swallowed my dick whole and began to work his tongue around. I shuddered, my thighs tensed, and I immediately blew my load his mouth and quickly started to apologize as Kevin sucked me dry, “I’m so sorry. That just felt so good, I couldn’t hold it at all, I’m...” Kevin looked up, ran his hand up my stomach, smiled and as he licked his lips said, “Chill man, it’s all good. I’ve got plenty more where mine came from and bet you do too?” I was not quite sure how to reply to that, but took the beer, sat back down, Kevin pulled my sneakers and pants off, and we leaned back on the couch watching the porn like nothing had happened – except our hard dicks twitching testified that we had been bad boys and probably would be some more. We barely finished another beer before we Kevin and I were a tangle of limbs on his bed, kissing, licking, fingering, squeezing, wrestling a bit to see who would be on top. Sex for me had always been a furtive, uptight, secretive thing and it was so fucking liberating to be with someone so free about it all and making it a joyous celebration! My balls felt like they were 3,000 feet underwater with how tight they were and the pressure to cum again was fucking intense as I tried to hold off. Kevin surprised me by jumping off his bed, getting flat on the floor, digging around a bit, then coming back up with a bottle of lotion held in his hand like the Olympic Torch. He squeezed some out onto two fingers, reached around, shoved his fingers in his own ass, sighed a little as he closed his eyes, pulled his fingers out, smiled at me and said, “You ready to fuck?” DAMN! While my mind tried to process that, my dick tried to pull away from my body to get to his hole. I was usually more of a bottom, but the thought of fucking Kevin right then was the only thing I wanted in the entire fucking world! I got off the bed, he got on his hands and knees, laid his chest forward, reached between his legs and started fingering his asshole. DAMN! I looked around for the condoms, and was starting to get onto the floor to look under the bed when Kevin turned, “Come on man, what’re you doing? My ass is PRIMED!” When I told him he replied, “Oh – forget that. I don’t have any. I’m on PREP.” I told Kevin, “I’m not sure what you mean,” and he smiled again, turned around and said, “It’s cool man. I take this pill everyday or whatever and I don’t have to worry about anything. I’m NEG and fuck raw all the time, shit totally works! I’ll set you up with my doctor, he’s cool as shit. You ready?” I eased into Kevin’s waiting ass and it felt better than I could have dreamed. His ass clamped down around my dick and literally stroked it. How’d he do that? I grabbed his hips and let Kevin push back and do the work as he was clearly more experienced than I was and once again I started to cum before I knew. “Oh fuck, I’m cumming in your ass!” I said in disbelief. Kevin banged back harder and when I tried to pull out he reached back, grabbed me and said, “No, I want every drop.” After the last drop was out Kevin pulled off my dick, jumped up with a big grin on his face and said, “OK, now your turn.” What? I couldn’t get fucked, I had just cum, but Kevin was already lubing up his dick and those eyes and that smile broke all resistance, so I assumed the position and about jumped out of my skin as Kevin pushed right in my ass and started pounding. “Please, wait, let me get used to it!” I pleaded. Kevin chuckled, “Naw, best way to take dick is to just TAKE IT!” I shifted my body and pushed back, pulled away as far as I could, shifted some more, and after a while, the pain and discomfort went away and all I felt was liquid gold. I don’t know how else to put it. It was just – well just fucking perfect and felt way fucking better than being fucked with a condom! Kevin was a man on mission and pounded me like a long distance runner – slow and steady with a sprint to the finish and then a SPLASH as he blew his cum inside my ass. OMG! That felt fucking amazing! I started to ease off when Kevin grabbed my hips and said, “Oh no man, I got another load for you, won’t take me long, not long at all – oh shit, oh fuck, here it is man – TAKE MY CUM!” My ass ate his cum up like it was manna from heaven, and after Kevin’s load was depleted, he slid out of my ass and once again our bodies became a tangle of limbs, tongues, hard dicks and now creamy holes. We made out for a while longer, then laying in each others’ arms we drifted off to sleep for a quick nap before waking up and starting all over again. I felt so comfortable with Kevin and was not all self conscious, or shy, or inhibited by what we were doing – surprised for sure – but it felt natural, right, and I knew I could get used to studying with him. I was on my hands and knees and Kevin was just about ready to fuck me again when his cell phone rang and by the ring tone he knew who it was, “Hang on,” he said, “That’s my dad.” As Kevin spoke with his dad I could tell something was up, and after he ended the call with a resigned, “Yes Sir,” I knew our fucking was done. “Dad said that the office called him, asked if I could come in. I’ve got this amazing internship with Lockheed Martin, thanks to my dad, and there’s some problem with the a new system we are working on and I have to go in for a while.” I got up and started to grab my clothes and shit when Kevin came, pulled me tight, gave me wet sloppy kiss and said, “Will you wait for me to get back? I’d really like you to stay.” I sort of didn’t have a choice as he was my ride and was actually glad he asked as I wanted to stay too, so I said, “Sure. I’ll just watch a movie or something if that’s ok?” Kevin laughed on his way in to the bathroom and called out, “Don’t watch the good ones without me!” I turned on the TV, started flipping through channels as I opened another beer and heard Kevin’s cell ring again. He came out of the bedroom, grabbed his keys and said, “My dad said there’s plenty of food upstairs in the fridge if you get hungry, so feel free to help yourself, have some more beer, whatever, I’ll be back as soon as I can.” Two beers later and I was feeling buzzed and decided maybe I should grab something to eat. Kevin had been gone about an hour or so already, but he had not called yet, so I figured I might as well eat something. I nervously made my way upstairs to the main part of the house. The house was silent and dark, so I figured Mr. Durant had gone to bed early or out, so I quietly made my way to kitchen, opened the fridge door and was debating if I really wanted some food or another beer when I about jumped out of my skin as a voice behind me said, “Find what you need?” I turned around and about dropped the bowl of pasta I had grabbed as there was Mr. Durant, naked, with the biggest dick I had ever seen. “Umm…yeah...thanks.. I was just…Kevin….so I ….” Shit, I could barely breathe let alone speak as my eyes kept darting to his long, dark shaft, the foreskin hanging in a loose tip at the end and even soft, Mr. Durant was as big as Kevin – or me for that matter. Mr. Durant’s eyes narrowed, he stepped closer to me and I tried to back away but banged into the fridge door, he smiled, “So, you and Kevin getting along all right? If I know my son he probably gave you a couple loads didn’t he?” Fuck, I didn’t know what to say, I could never imagine talking to my dad about sex. My hands were shaking now as Mr. Durant calmly took the bowl of pasta, reached past me, set it back on the shelf in the fridge, his body pressing me against the open fridge door, which was not helping my nervousness at all. I started to slide to my left to get out of the way, but Mr. Durant’s arm snapped up, holding both the door and me in place as he casually reviewed the contents of the fridge. I could hear a clock ticking and realized I was holding my breath, too horny, scared, and confused to do anything else. Mr. Durant bent forward, shuffled a few things around on the shelves, stood back up, turned, and set a covered butter dish on the granite countertop of the big kitchen island. I was like a possum playing dead and did not move and stayed standing where I was against the open fridge door. Mr. Durant leaned past me again, this time pushing more of his weight against me as he grabbed the pasta bowl, a packet of what looked like meat from a butcher, and a wedge of cheese. He set these on the island, turned to me, smiled, and said, “Thank you, you may close the door now – on second thought, grab yourself a beer and open one for me too.” I could see where Kevin got his smile from now, straight from his father, as well as his lack of inhibitions, or self assuredness, or whatever the fuck it was. Mr. Durant flicked on a light over the island and another over the stove and then was opening the packet of meat, which I could see was some kind of sausage – the fancy kind you buy from butcher, and I set the opened beer bottle down just off to the side and took a long drink of mine. Mr. Durant then spoke, directing my attention to his culinary work, “Do you like sausage? See how this sausage meat is nice and dark, how it’s thicker here at the base, but only slightly as it tapers a little to the slight bend in the middle then gets thicker again at the end?” As he spoke my eyes instantly went to his dick, then back to him as I wondered which sausage he was speaking about? My eyes started to travel back to his dick, but afraid he would notice I forced myself with all my might to look back at his face as he dug three fingers into the cold stick of butter from the butter dish and began to rub them up and down the length of the sausage, stroking it as it lay on the counter. “It’s important to caress it in long strokes,” he said, “You need to work the flavor out, and to do that you have to have a little lubrication. Do you want to try?” I just shook my head, gulped some more beer and shockingly realized I had just downed a whole beer in nothing flat. I set the empty bottle on the counter and quickly grabbed another from the fridge as Mr. Durant continued preparing the food. Mr. Durant was speaking again, and this time when I looked up from staring at Kevin’s daddy’s dick, his eyes locked with mine, he smiled – fuck he knew! He stepped away from the stove, over to me, took the bottle out of my hand and set it out of reach on the island and was so close now his dick was just pressing against my navel area. I had to look up to see his face and his eyes now peering down at me. “It will take a while for the sausage to cook right, I got it at a low simmer, and when the flavor is ready to burst I’ll turn the heat full up until the juices pop.” I just nodded. Mr. Durant continued, “So, while that’s cooking, I think I could use a some bomb head and ass right about now and from the way you’ve been eyeing my sausage, I could think you could use something too.” I was still processing what he had just said - hsocked by his frankness - as his dick pushed against my body, stiffening, getting hard. I tried to take a step back, but Mr. Durant’s hands grabbed my shoulders and with a firm grip he began to push me down to make me kneel in front of him. “I can’t…I…Kevin should be back…and I…we…I don’t want…” Mr. Durant laughed as my knees hit the floor and his dick slid back and forth like pendulum on Big Ben across my face. “Shhh,” he ordered, “Kevin will not be back until the morning. The problem at Lockheed is bigger than he expects and I have made sure they will keep him busy until I tell them otherwise.” I looked up in confusion as Mr. Durant shifted his hips and his dick swung back and forth across my face again, this time striking me hard as it had stiffened and engorged and lengthened to a stunning degree. “The head can wait, you can nurse on it after,” Mr. Durant said. “Get back up and take your pants off.” I obeyed without question or pause – why was that? It just seemed right, natural, normal. When I did and stepped out of them, Mr. Durant bent down, picked them up, sniffed at the ass area, inhaled again, then smiled and let them drop. I was not wearing underwear so I knew he was smelling the remnants of his son’s loads up my ass. He then turned me, had me step the side so I was on the long mat that ran in front of the island, then he pushed my body forward against the cool granite of the island counter top, stepped behind me, and reached over to the right and pulled the opened butter dish towards him. I watched, knowing in my mind what he planned now as Mr. Durant used three fingers to scoop out a large glob of butter. A sharp intake of breath announced Mr. Durant’s fingers at my hole as he forced the cold glob of butter inside my ass. As he worked his middle finger into my ass he asked, “You’ve never taken a real big dick have you? I can tell. You’re so fucking tight, but don’t worry, I’ll take care of that, now stand still, let me warm this up for you.” Mr. Durant continued to finger my ass, shoving the butter further into me and churning it at the same time. Some of it began to run down my leg as it melted, but there was nothing I could do about that as my ass continued to get prepared. An arrow of fear pierced me as Mr. Durant leaned over, grabbed some more butter, and instead of sticking it in my ass he started to rub it along the his shaft, making his black skin shiny and the veins bulge as he slowly stroked his hand back and forth. I was truly scared now, there was no way I could take that dick! Mr. Durant grabbed the hand towel that was beside the butter dish, wiped his hand off, pushed me back down with his left hand then pressed it hard into my lower back to make me squat a little. Then holding the towel in his right hand, he adjusted the base of his dick and guided the head towards my waiting ass. A little more shifting of bodies and I could feel the thick head begin to push into my buttered up hole. I gasped, the muscles in my ass ring screamed in agony as Mr. Durant now tossed the towel onto the island and said, “I’ll go slow, I promise.” It sure didn’t feel that way as his dick pushed a little further and the scream now shifted from my ass to my throat – and caught – all that came out was a meek gurgle. “OH HELL YES – THAT PUSSY IS POPPED NOW,” Mr. Durant exclaimed as his dick head broke free of my ass ring and slid forward on its buttery trail. “I BET YOU NEVER IMAGINED THIS WAS THE FRESHMAN 10 YOU HAD TO WORRY ABOUT – POPPING YOU OPEN WITH MY 10 INCHES OF BLACK DICK, I WANT TO FEEL THAT AGAIN, FEEL THAT HOLE GO POP AROUND MY DICK – OH HELL YES!“ My head was resting on the back of my hand and I lifted it slightly as my ragged breath sounded like I was running a marathon. My watch said 10:45 p.m. and that was about all I could see except for the granite counter top on the island in Mr. Durant’s kitchen as he slid his long, raw, black dick, up my ass.

Currently on vacation in Palm Springs CA. I'm staying at CCBC. I arrived Saturday evening. After I checked in, I got ready to check out the play rooms, maze, and slings. WOW! Within the first hour I have been fucked and bred 4 times. Then around 2 am 5 hung tops came in one of the play rooms. We all started to play. Next thing I know I was in a sling with my ass and mouth full of cock. They all took their turn fucking me and all 5 dumped their loads in me. Hot night. Then last night I hooked up with a 27 yer old deaf top in the play room. Damn he was hot! He fucked and bredme in the play room then we went back to my room and this stud fucked me with his thick 8 inch fuckpole and left three more loads in me. I live cumming to this resort!

Last Thursday I was in my hotel room about 11am on looking around on grinder when this hot Latino hit me up. He was 96 ft away. I told I what hotel I was in and stated he worked in housekeeping. I told I'd be naked on my bed if he had a room key and brought me some fresh towels. He was there in about 15 minutes. I was naked stroking, he let himself in, dropped the towels, got naked and started sucking me. I flipped on his back pulled up,his legs and pumped a nice load in his ass. He dressed and left, but on the way out he asked if I'd be there another night. I told him yes. I kept the door unlocked and at 5:30 he let himself in. This time he brought a buddy. We all,fucked sucked swapped cum. I got on the plane with sperm swimming in my stomach and they got to go to work with cum in their ass. I love a full service hotel hehe

Well, was a great weekend so far after a slow slow start. I was way too tired Friday night after working late all week, so, Saturday I was horny as hell for some cock and kink! Saturday morning I had two guys messaging me, who I have met before. One is a guy who just likes to get sucked, and also loves pissing on and in my open ass The other is another married guy who loves fucking me, licking my ass, and also loves pissing in me, and all over me! So, I set it up to have them both over, and got ready! The first guy arrived moments before the other one, and they introduced each other, while I lay on the bed ass up, with a speculum in my ass, opened up for use The fun started right away, with the cock sucked guy coming to my face, and feeding me his cock! He has a beatuiful hard cock! Wish he would fuck me with it, but, number two guy immediately went for my ass, and started licking around the speculum, I was so hot! The cock in my lips was dripping precum, and he couldn't wait to see me get fucked! His cock was so hard! In a couple of minutes, he started pissing in my lips, and all over my face! I was soaked! They then positioned my ass so it was at the edge of the bed, and he started pissing right into the speculum! I could feel myself filling up, and the noise was so erotic! The second guy now started pissing as well, and totally soaked my lower half! I was in heaven! He then pulled out the speculum and rammed his cock right in me! He lasted only a couple of minutes at which point he let out a loud grunting noise, and filled me with his cum! The first guy couldn't take it any more and his cock exploded all over my face and lips! Tasted wonderful! The guy in my ass slowly pulled out and started pissing hard all over my cock! This was more than I could handle, and I came huge all while he kept pissing all over me! My bed was absolutely drenched! Thank god for the mattress cover under the sheets That takes me to Sunday. I had been messaging back and forth with a guy from craigslist who lived about 15 min away, who was begging for my ass. So, I went for a drive Sunday evening, and met him at his place He had shemale porn on, and escorted me to his couch. I was already extremely horny, and wasn't sure if he was into fucking me bare, but was hoping! He started right away, getting my cock out, and getting me on all 4's on his couch! He started licking my ass as deep as he could! Driving me wild! A few times he spit on it, and bent down low to take my cock into his mouth. I was moaning like crazy for him, hoping he would stand up and push his cock into me! I didn't see any condoms out, and he didn't ask me for any! After what had to be at least 30 min of him eating my ass, pulling my ass open and spitting in it, all the while playing with his cock, he started moaning as well, and I told him if he is going to cum to at least cum on my ass. Well, miscommunication, he stood up, and rammed his cock right into me and with only a few thrusts, started emptying his full balls in me! It was so much cum! He pulled out after it started to go soft, and I turned around, got down, and licked it clean while feeling my ass dripping cum! After cleaning him up, I liked my fingers, dipping them into my ass a few times to get more! Wow! More than I had thought was going to happen! So, we said good bye, thanked each other, swapped numbers, and I drove home with cum leaking out of me! Felt so so good! I thought that was likely it for the night, but, logged into Grindr, just to check it out, and, a man who has fucked me several times messaged me, saying he was in my area, and could be here in minutes! Well, I couldn't resist more cum, as he fucks me like a mad man, and almost always creams me, except on the rare occasion when he cums in my mouth. I unlocked the door for him, and went upstairs to bed to wait for him, wondering if he would realize I already had a big load of cum in me. Oh well, we shall see. He arrived about 20 min later, and I heard him come in and up the stairs. Once in the bedroom, I started wiggling my ass to entice him. He stripped, and hopped up on the bed, grabbing for my ass right away. He spanked my ass several times, and then started playing with my hole. He said wow, it is wet already! He dug his finger right into me, and almost picked me right up by my ass! He is a big guy, and I am only 5'3 122 lbs. He bent down and licked my ass a bit, then spit on my hole! Afterwords, he got on top of me, and slid his cock all the way in in one smooth motion! He has a big cock, maybe 8' but very thick! He started fucking me so hard! With one hand he pulled my hips back, and pulled my hair, lifting me right up into his chest, driving his cock in all the way! I was sweating, it was so intense! Especially knowing he was using all that cum as lube and didn't even know it! I had to open a window in my room! I crawled out from under him, went to the window and opened it, exposing myself to the street below, at which point he came up behind me, pushed me up against the window, and pushed his cock inside my hole! It was all I could do not to scream, as he picked me up with his cock, lifting my feet off the floor! He loved that I was trying not to scream! He likes it rough! After he seemed to have his fill of humiliating me, I was spun around, thrown down on the bed, and he slid his cock back into my cum filled hole, and with the way he was thrusting, I knew he was close! I reached around, and played with his balls, and started begging for his cum! With a couple more hard thrusts, I knew he was creaming my hole! Cum ran out my ass, down my balls, and thighs! He pulled out, and again I had a cock to clean, and cum to lick up with my fingers! He was very much out of breath and my ass feels like it was raped! He left a few minutes later, and I still have all this cum in me! What a weekend!

Last night stopped by my friend Red's house because we were both horny and I had some free time. I arrived we exchange pleasantries and then we stripped down and got down on my knees and took in his hard cock into my mouth. The thing I like about Red is that he likes to be rough so I'm so he's grabbing my hair as he fucks my face, pulls out and slaps his cock into my face before pulling me up by my hair before forcing me onto his bed. He tosses some poppers onto the bed as I'm inhaling them he grabs the sides of my ass and pulls my cheeks apart and begins to eat my hole until it's very wet. He stops and mounts me he started slow then increased his tempo until he's like a piston, I arc my back while he fucking me and he puts me in a choke hold while he's fucking me, he asks me do I like that and I moan that I do and for him not to stop, and he doesn't until I almost black out. At that point he pulls out told me on my back and cums a shit load of cum onto my face

No introdution needed for this poz slut. Must have multi strains by now with all the poz loads his cunt has taken. Born: June 18, 1973 Birthplace: New York, NY, USA 
Height: 6′ 0″ (182 cm) Weight: 185 lbs (83 kg) 
Ethnicity: Caucasian Hair Color: Brown Eye Color: Hazel Endowment: 7.5″ (19 cm) Foreskin: Cut 
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I just came from the bathhouse in Philly. I saw that a porn star (no names) was here this week. I have never been with a pro before but when I saw who it was I had to do it. I met him at the front door, paid his entrance fee and then paid him as soon as I got to my room. In no time I striped and so did he. Incredible hot toned body and huge cock. I sucked him and he spun me around and shoved his cock in me raw. Before meeting I asked if he was poz and he said he was. I told him that I got off on poz talk when being fucked. So he is pounding away in me, door to room was open because i love an audience when I am getting fucked. He is loudly saying how he is going to breed me with his poz charged load. Guys in the hall were jerking off. A hot guy from the hallway came in and I was double fucked. Then we moved up to the sling and he pounded away in me. When he came in me he grunted then yelled that I was getting his dirty seed and DNA. He shot a huge load in me. We went back to my room and I sucked him and he fucked me some more. Then he fisted me, loosening me up and getting to the point of punch fisting me and double fisting. Then we opened the door again and I sucked him. He said he was ready to cum again so he told me to turn around and take more of his charged seed. Nice cum load again, it was dripping down my legs. Very hot. I expected him to be aloof and not into an older guy like me but he said I had a great ass and loved fucking me. Really nice guy. I would hookup with him again if he comes back (he lives in San Francisco). I will remember that time at the bathhouse forever.

I've found spent condoms inside my ass, always makes me chuckle

I've done it many times at sex clubs and bars with troughs. Very hot. I keep a few towels in my car for those moments.

Proud slut and love the feeling of a wrecked and filled hole. add a belly full of piss, cum and shit and Im in heaven

Been a while... had a daddy that fucked me once before stop by for a repeat session today. He didn't have a lot of time, so it was quick, but hot. He's a great kisser, dominant, and loves to talk dirty. After a little bit of making out and some mutual oral, he bent me over on my bed, ate my ass out for a minute, spit on my hole and shoved his cock in. A few minutes of him fucking me hard and owning my hole and he shot his load in me. His hot dad cum still in me as I type this. Ah, how I love being bred by older men.

Part 2 I was disappointed, but I was on a mission for cum. Thankfully, it was a busy night, and Glistening Dick’s booth had been occupied again. I tapped the glory hole and in came a brown uncut cock. I sucked on it to get it hard, but didn’t waste my time with sucking. As much as I love cum in all places, I wanted every single drop in my ass tonight. I turned around and rammed my ass on it. Brown Uncut Cuck must have been pleasantly surprised to find himself inside a warm wet hole, because after a couple of thrusts, he was unloading in me. I’m ok with a fast cummer, more loads for me. He pulled out and left the booth, but someone else walked in right behind him and put his dick through the hole. Word must be getting around that there’s a hole taking all loads. I jumped on this new dick and rode it dry. I started getting into a nice cum groove in there. One cock would unload in me, and another one would be ready to ride on the other side of the booth. I wasted no time getting all those loads in my ass. I could hear the guys walking out whisper about the sloppy hole in that booth. I kept thinking of PA Dick and how bad I still wanted it. I had been hard and pre-cumming like crazy. I had never seen so much pre-cum ooze out of my cock. I was loving all these loads. My Cowboy Hat had been under me the whole time, and it was covered in pre-cum. I was in pig heaven, eyes closed, with a cock gliding in and out of my hole. I heard a door lock. The partition behind me started grunting and I focused on the pulsing dick in my ass. I opened my eyes and saw a silhouette by my booth door. Ooops, guess I “forgot” to lock it. My eyes adjusted and I saw Full Thick Beard standing in front of me, grinning. “Damn Cowboy. Everyone is talking about the hole in this booth. You’re a fucking cum slut” I smiled as I pulled away from the glory hole, the pulsating cock slipping out of my ass with the last spurts of cum falling outside of my hole. Damn, what a waste, but I couldn’t let PA Dick get away again. I leaned toward Full Thick Beard, my Wranglers wrapped around my boots, and got on my knees. I immediately went for his jeans and opened them up to release PA Dick again. There it was, waiting for me. I then noticed something in the dim light. A tattoo. I instantly knew what it was. I leaned back. Shit. I knew I was here for raw loads, but this one came with a warning. I wasn’t prepared for this. I got up and took a step back, tried to pull my jeans up, but they were tightly wrapped around my boots. Full Thick Beard stepped forward. “What’s the matter Cowboy, you afraid of some metal?”. I shook my head, I pointed at his tattoo and said I wasn’t ready for THAT. “You’re in luck Cowboy, my Toxic Prince always knocks holes up”. Scared, I tried to bolt around him and get to the door, but bound at my feet by my own clothing, I stumbled and fell to my knees. “What's the matter slut? You don't want one more load?” he said, as he pushed down on my shoulders and got on top of me with a weight I was not expecting. FUCK. The reality set in. I panicked. My survival instincts kicked into high gear.

This is a different story line from my others in this section, with different, although similar, characters. Hence the different thread. There is queer sex and het sex in this installment. The next installment will also have het sex and queer sex. Further installments in this tale will be in this thread below here. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I was finishing up at work one day when I realized I was really horny. This wasn't that unusual. I was a guy with a higher then normal sex drive and a really hot girlfriend that loved to do just about everything. She even got off on sucking and watching me suck other guy's cocks and both of us getting fucked when we did occasional threesomes. We, of course, always used condoms when the other guys fucked me or her. I wondered if she knew how much I wanted to lose the rubbers and glory in getting loads in my ass and eating other guy's semen out of her. Thinking about our fucking this morning only made it worse. She was really verbal and talked about a guy we'd done a threesome with the week before. She said we should text him this evening for a repeat. She wanted me to fuck her while I sucked his cock, rolled a rubber on him and got my ass fucked. She wanted for me to cum in her pussy while he humped me and for him to blow his load in her mouth so I could kiss her after and we could all three snowball. She talked in detail about how it really turned her on watching me make out with a guy knowing his semen was in our mouths. That day I was thinking about the time before I met her when I did slip, now and then, and have really risky sex with men. I'd go to adult theaters and fuck other guys and get fucked raw, no words spoken. I'd do anon hookups in parks and backrooms in gay bars, taking loads from guys who's faces I never saw. I remembered how hot that was. I sighed; I loved my girlfriend and didn't want to endanger her health or our relationship. I was also fully aware that I was having more and better sex than the vast majority of guys on the planet. I tried but the forbidden thoughts wouldn't go away. Ok, I thought, a compromise. Surely it couldn't hurt if I just sucked a dick or two. I'd stop by the adult store on the way to my bus stop and see if I could get some action. I left work and headed down to Taboo video on 1st ave. There are three arcade booths there that are connected with glory holes. I lucked out and found the middle one empty. I fed a ten in the machine, pushed my pants down around my ankles and waited. On my right was a small hole, just big enough for a not too thick cock. To my left was a very large hole, large enough to put both arms through. Soon the door banged on my left and a man stood stroking his cock. I put my hand on the bottom of the hole and moved my mouth up in position. He stuck his smallish dick in my mouth and I obliged with a gentle suck. Before long the cock twitched a bit and I tasted my favorite sauce, semen. Predictably enough, a lull followed and I sat alone surrounded by empty booths. That was ok, there was some decent fag porn on the screen and I sat idly stroking my dick and watching some hot bareback action. Maybe ten minutes went by when, first the left door, then the right banged. The left was an older guy with a small dick. The right a good-looking middle-age man with a nice size cock that appeared to have problems getting hard. Feed that softy through the hole, buddy. I'll wake it up, post-haste. He didn't through, just sat stroking and flipping through straight porn. Phooey, a waste of space. Why sit in a gloryhole booth if you're not a sucker or suckee? I looked hopefully over to the old guy, but he just sat there watching yet more straight porn. I'd put my finger through both holes, so the guys presumably knew I was a hungry cock-sucker. No action, though. Both guys were watching me though, so I had some hope. But both just sat and stroked. Rats! A last right cock was finally hard, and a very nice cock it was. Average thickness and a bit longer than average. I'd just about given up when right cock stood up and faced the hole. I quickly fed another ten in the money slot and fingered the hole. That lovely dick immediately slid through and I was happy. After a few minutes he was losing his hard and pulled out. I looked and saw straight porn on his screen. Hey buddy, maybe that's your problem. You like getting sucked by a guy, but you don't want to admit it, so you watch porn goddesses sucking dick. Put some fag porn on the screen and admit you're a closet case who likes guys. I'll bet money against your load that that dick stays hard and I get fed my favorite fluid. Time went by and the old guy just sat and stroked, as did closet case. Doors banged on other booths as horny guys looking to feed my mouth were frustrated by the useless two. Then closet fed his dick to me again and again I was happy. This time he stayed hard. I nursed him for a while, then he pulled out, still hard, still facing the hole and stroking. I looked and saw fag porn on his screen. Alright, progress was being made! I looked again and saw that he was watching the same bareback vid I was watching. Fuck it, enough being a good boy. I stood up and backed my butt against the hole. Immediately that lovely prick nuzzled my ass. I bent over and spread my cheeks. He centered on my asshole and shoved in to the hilt in one smooth stroke. My stomach flipped over; I had a wonderful girlfriend that I loved and here I was getting fucked bareback my a guy whose face I'd never seen. Was I insane? No, I was more turned on than I'd been in ages. Fuck it, I braced myself against the left wall of the booth and moaned as closet raped my ass. My face was close to the big hole and the old guy looked at me with what I imagined was hunger. Two men fucking through a wall with no words spoken, with my ass about to be filled with anonymous cum of unknown status. Be nice and I'll let you fuck my ass next. You'd really love the feeling as your ancient cock slid in my wet pussy, wet with another man's semen. You'd be having sex with two men at once. My ass juices seeping into your pisshole along with closet's cum. I realized I'd reverted to being a complete slut in just a few minutes. He didn't last long. I guess his stroking and my sucking had done the job. I felt his cock stab into me, jerk and twitch and that lovely wet feeling as my pussy filled with another man's juice. He stayed in me a while, then I felt him soften and shrink and slip out. I turned around and saw him reaching for the paper towel dispenser. I rapped on the wall and beckoned with my finger. The lovely tool slipped through the hole again and I took him in my mouth and carefully cleaned him, savoring the taste of semen and ass juice. He pulled out again and zipped up and left. The old guy did the same. I sat and enjoyed the soreness that follows a good, hard fucking and the faint taste of cum in my mouth. Maybe ten minutes later I stood up, wiped my ass with my hand and licked cum off it. Then I bent over and licked the chair seat clean of the cum puddle that had formed under my cunt. It was 6:30 by then and no one replaced closet and old guy. I sat and watched porn until the money ran out, then cleaned up and left. On the bus home I savored the soreness in my ass and the taste in my mouth, wincing slightly as the bus hit a hole or a bump and my ass reminded me that it'd gotten fucked. I thought about an incident that's happened almost a year before I'd met my girlfriend. I'd answered an online ad and gone to a guy's house and gotten fucked by him and a friend of his. He was poz, undetectable, but his friend was poz and not on meds. They both fucked me twice, raw of course. That scared the shit out of me and I stopped doing risky shit and almost stopped having sex with guys. Then I'd met my girlfriend and settled down. However, they had given me a dvd that showed them fucking me and me begging for poz cum. That dvd was, from then to now, my favorite jerk off material. When I got home I found my girlfriend sitting with a grim look on her face. She'd obviously been crying. "What's wrong sweetie?" I tried to hug her but she pushed me away and slapped me. "Get away from me! Don't ever touch me or come close to me again!" I was stunned; she'd never been like this. She was the least drama-prone woman I'd ever been involved with. She picked up the dvd remote and hit resume. There I was on the 40-inch screen on my knees with a cock in my mouth and another, a black one, up my ass. It was obvious that no condoms were being used. "Fuck me and infect me with HIV! Knock me up! Poz me!" My image screamed. She turned it off. "My keys are on the coffee table. I'm leaving. I won't spend another night in this fucking place; you can have it. If you break the lease it's all on you. You'll never get a penny out of me. When I come get my shit there'll be four guys I know with me, and I don't want you here at that time, so make yourself scarce. I'll text you directions. I'm keeping that fucking DVD. I've also made a copy. If I get infected I'll have you arrested and I'll sue you for everything you'll ever have. You're goddam lucky I don't have the key to your gunsafe!" She turned and stalked into the bedroom and slammed the door, sobbing. Oh well, one of the things I'd liked about her was the passion she brought to everything. Now I was seeing the negative side of that passion. I decided I should make myself scarce immediately, and work out the details later, so I quickly filled a suitcase with enough to get me through a few days and then sat down and wrote a short note. It said, "It only happened once and it was over 2 years ago. I've tested HIV negative four times since and clean for everything else. The last test was two weeks ago. We didn't stop using condoms until I was sure I was clean. I'm sorry. Goodbye." I got a hotel room and sat thinking about what to do. It never crossed my mind to try to get her to forgive me; that was hopeless. I realized that it was Saturday night. Fuck it, I might as well admit it; I was bugchaser. Give up and admit it and admit I'd get infected - sooner or later. Might as well be sooner. I took a cab to a leather bar that I knew that had a backroom that was totally dark and encouraged anonymous sex. I poured a double whisky down my throat and opened the door to the backroom. It took only a few minutes until I had a man's arms wrapped around me and was getting his bare dick slammed in and out of my ass. Two minutes of grunting and thrusting and I felt a warm feeling in my guts. I'd just taken my second load since the night the dvd was made. It felt great. Pulling my pants up, I went back to the bar and got another drink. This time it was a single, rocks and I took my time. While doing this I talked to a guy and made out with him. This turned me on and I nodded towards the black room. "How many loads do you have in you?" "Just the one." "Wait until just before closing time, then I'll breed you. I like sloppy, cummy holes." "It's a deal." I was excited when he said "breed you," wondering if he was poz. Maybe, maybe not. A lot of guys in Seattle used the word "breed" to mean having bareback sex with no other implication. I really didn't care. No, that's not right; I wanted him to be poz, and I wanted him to fill me with poz cum. He was really hot; big, muscular and handsome. He'd pulled his cock out and had me fondle it. It was big, at least nine inches, and uncut. Best of all it was black. "See you in a few." The next guy lasted longer and I was nice and sore by the time he filled my ass with semen. Back in the bar the black guy was at the same spot. I got another single and went over to him. Soon both we were making out, our pants were unbuttoned and I had his lovely, hard cock in my hand and 3 of his fingers up my ass. "You're really nice and tight after two loads. I'm going to really enjoy breeding your cute butt." I moaned into his mouth. I was in faggot heaven. I couldn't wait for him to fuck a load into me. Back to the backroom. This went on until last call. I had six more drinks and took six more loads until finally I was back in the packed backroom with my sore, sloppy asshole getting reamed by my big dicked top. "Oh, yeah! I'm going to cum in your ass faggot! You ready for my charged load? Ready to get pozzed?" My cock squirted and I filled the mouth that nursed it with semen. God, was I ready! "Do it, poz me, knock me up, infect me with HIV!" The cock shuddered in me and I felt cum spurt into my guts. He held it in until he lost his hard-on and it slipped out. Out on the sidewalk he motioned to the place across the street. "Club Z is across the street. I've got a room reserved and want to see how many loads you can get fucked into your ass by dawn. While you were in the back getting your butt filled I texted some friends. I also put a couple of ads up saying a bugchaser will be at the club. You're my bitch now and will take any cock offered." Within 15 minutes I was strapped in a sling, blindfolded, and getting fucked. I was in heaven! I had no clue who was fucking me. I'd been to the place before and remembered seeing the kind of men there. They were every variety imaginable. Gorgeous, ripped leather gods to ugly trolls, toothless and obviously wasted with AIDS. Now and then my man would whisper in my ear about who was using me. It especially turned me on when he said things like "Shit, I thought he'd died last year. He's really wasted; how about it, boy, you ready for his AIDS cum?" He really did keep me in that sling until dawn. When I needed to piss he told me to piss all over myself, unless some queer wanted to drink it. Periodically someone would eat my ass out, suck the cum out, kiss me and feed it to me. When he finally unstrapped me and helped me out of the sling I had trouble standing for a little while. He told me to lay on the floor and lick the pool of semen up that'd run out of my ass. We cabbed back to the hotel and picked up my stuff, then he took me back to his place. He kept me there until my ex texted me Monday that I could return. During that time I stayed naked and serviced him and any man he let use me. Monday I went back to my place. By the first of the month I was moved into a small apartment in an old building on Capital Hill, the queerest part of Seattle. I was near enough to my man that I could be on my knees at his place getting fucked in a few minutes. He also instructed me to take any cock offered, any time. I did. When I came down with the fuck flu a couple of weeks later he had me stay at his place and nursed me. He also fucked me and had other's use me and had me fuck my newly toxic cum into two neg guys. Next installment: A Surprising Development

Last weekend I went to a friend's wedding. It was a fairly small wedding and was starting to wind down. Meanwhile there was another wedding in the hotel at the same time which, as I was getting ready to leave, was still going strong. In fact the other wedding was getting really drunk and loud. While I was in the men's room two partiers in their mid twenties came in, one of whom was the groom, who was being assisted by the other guy, his best man. Both men were somewhat drunk, and the best man thought the groom was going to throw-up, so I assisted the best man get the groom into a stall. No sooner was the groom settled than the best man passed out, but I managed to get him into the next stall. I went back to check on the groom who was passing out and coming back around, and found myself kissing him. I think he thought I was his bride because he kept cooing "Michelle." I managed to get him bent over the toilet inside the stall and worked his pants down. He liked getting rimmed (don't they all? lol)! Once he was really wet and loosened up, I thought I could get my raging hard dick in. He was still really tight and and he surfaced a bit and yelped as I started sliding my dick in him. Someone came in right after that, but luckily he passed out as the door was opening so whoever came in didn't hear him. His ass was super tight and had obviously never had a dick in it before. I love marking virgin territory. He came back around and passed out again several times while I was fucking his sweet ass, and he seemed to start liking it in those fleeting moments. That tight ass was hot to fuck; it felt incredible wrapped around my cock. Unfortunately it felt so good I didn't last long. As short as it was, I thoroughly enjoyed leaving him a big creamy gift! After I put myself back together and left the stall, I noticed the best man was still passed out in the next stall. I was tempted to treat the best man to my special gift as well, but knowing I got a twofer by doing the groom and indirectly the new bride, I decided not to risk getting caught. Memories of that tight groom ass wrapped around my cock and the pleasure of blowing my load deep in his gut have been jack off material every day since.

Monday, Day 1 I waved goodbye to my wife as she drove off to spend two weeks with her sister at some spa. She does this quite often and I always end up enjoying myself when she does. First, just because it is healthy for couples to spend some time apart, but also because it lets me do some stuff I would rather she not know about. See, although I love my wife, and I consider myself straight, I have a secret: every now and then I login in to one of the gay sites, get out some lube and my poppers, strip down to a jock and search for guys to have phone sex with. I would edge myself for hours until I couldn’t hold back anymore. I know a lot of build up for something pretty tame but hey, we all have our quirks. Plus I figure it is the safest version of cheating on her I can do. I mean it isn’t like I am going to catch anything from my hand. After she left I went back inside the house and finished getting ready for work. Just as I was about to leave a kinky thought popped in my head and I ran upstairs. Stripping of my suit pants and boxer briefs I grabbed my jock from the drawer and slid into it. I love the way the black Bike jock framed my ass. My Polish, Irish mix looks great in black, the pale skin and dark black dense body hair just looks great. My cock gave a slight twitch at my kinky thought, but before I let it go too far I got dressed and headed out. All day while at work I felt that jock hugging my ass and the tight pouch pressing my cock and ball tight against my body. I ended up having to take a quick bathroom break more than once as I could feel the precum, which felt super slick, particularly when I was walking, dripping between my legs and over my ass. Finally the end of the day came and I started home from work. The constant stimulation all day made me really horny and all I could think about. I just wanted to get home strip down and find some guys for some phone edging. As I got home climbed out of my car, I saw my neighbor and waved hello. My wife and I are friendly enough with his husband and he, and we occasionally exchange invitations to parties. He and his husband moved in about three years ago and they are a sweet couple. As soon as I got inside I started ripping off my clothes off and throwing them everywhere. Fuck it, there was no one home but me to bitch, so I could do whatever I wanted. Stripped to my jock I made my way to the garage where we have a second fridge and (naturally) where I hide my poppers. I love the feel of walking around more or less naked. In addition, the garage just smells amazing. I felt a little self-conscious as I passed in front of several windows, but part of me was enough of an exhibitionist that I sort of liked the idea that I might be caught. In any event, when I reached the fridge I grabbed my Berlin XXX and, again a little self-conscious, I hesitated for only a moment before I twisted the cap and took a sniff, then another, and another, and yet another. A flush came over me so, of course, I took another deep breath. The slightly smell of the garage, gasoline and unfinished lumber, combined with my own body musk, overwhelmed me. By now the idea of being watched also made my cock twitch. Before I could change my mind I lay down on the dirty floor and started working my nipples. The popper rush flooded my senses, invoking a guttural moan. My hand wandered down, pulled aside the jock pouch, and took my cock to task. Seven uncut inches, possessing lots of foreskin, and dripping precum, stood straight up from my dense bush. With deep pleasure my hand began to jack myself. Each time I raised my arm I caught the scent of my pits, and a sense of deep satisfaction controlled me. This was what it was to be a man. I managed to grab the bottle and take another couple of hits, but never did I pause in pleasuring my cock. Fuck, it was so hot: mostly naked on the filthy garage floor, all the little manly smells, my ass on the cold concrete. Normally I would edge but I just wanted to shoot my load so bad,and after four more hits and I can’t help it: the sweat dripped off me as I fucked my hand. I ran my hand through my chest hair and start to lick the salty sweat mix. It tasted so good. I was getting closer and could feel myself reaching the point of no return. Just to push myself over the edge, I grabbed the bottle of poppers to take another hit when I heard a knock at the front door. Startled I immediately stop stroking, capped the bottle, shoved my dripping cock back in my jock strap, I cast about to hide the poppers, and settled on shoving them in the pouch next to my cock. Then, making my way to the front of the house, I grabbed some running shorts and a tank top from the laundry room, pulling them on within seconds, and opened the front door - a little sweaty, perhaps, but respectable. To my surprise, my my neighbor was standing on the stoop, dressed in some running gear. “Hey, I saw the wife leave and figured you might be lonely on your first day, so I figured to invite you out for a run with me and Tom. Gotta make sure you don’t end up with a Dad bod. Although looks like you might have already been working out. You look a bit flushed” I paniced a bit and without thinking just replied 'Sure', and asked what time he wanted to get together. "We usually run around 6:00 during the summer. We head from our development through the park at the end of the block, around the high school and then back. Takes about an hour and has a nice variation in terrain so you don’t get bored." I paused for a second, and without thinking shifted my weight from one foot to the other. The bottle move in my pouch and and involuntary 'Fuck' crossed my mind as it slid out of the leg of my shorts and hit the carpet. Thankfully if bounced behind the door and I don’t think he saw it. In any event, I confirmed I'd be over at 6:00 PM for a run and, upon closing the door, I fall against it, breathing heavily, completely relieved I had managed not to let on what I was doing. Then, taking a couple deep breathes to clear my lungs I headed upstairs to take a quick shower. Yeah, I know it's stupid to shower if one is going running, but I knew there was a ton of crap on my back that I had picked-up from the garage floor. Afterwards I got out of the shower, grabbed a fresh jock and clean running shorts, checked myself in the mirror and went downstairs for a light snack before heading over to the neighbors'. Monday Evening Having got myself squared away I put on my best face and headed next door, I love wearing running shorts. I tend to favor the short nylon kind, in black of course, with the built in underwear (I cut that part out seems superfluous since I always wear a jock) and my black under armour compression tank. Anyways I knocked on the door. Within seconds Tom's husband Mike opened the door. The two men are different as night and day. Tom is big and more built with dark hair somewhat like mine while Mike is a ginger with a slightly smaller build. The only thing they both have in common is the amount of body hair. Both are like me in that regard: all three of us have thick, dense chest hair and furry legs with dense pit hair. Mike was shirtless, but still wearing his dress trousers. “Hey, Tom said you were joining us. Come on in and take a seat. I just got home and need to change, but I'll be right down. If you want a drink or just to chat, Tom is out on the back deck.” I had never really been in their house before so just sort of walked in the general direction of the kitchen figuring their layout couldn’t be much different than mine. Tom was on the back deck drinking water and looking ready to go he was staring off into his yard, probably doing what I tend to do and imagine what little project to add next. I stepped out onto the patio and grabbed an offered water bottle from off the table. I did the usual look around thing and admired their backyard. A set of stairs led up to the second floor deck that must come off their bedroom. All in all it was a nice way to spend any evening. I unscrewed the water bottle and took a long drink and almost gagged, it had a weird taste to it and left a nasty after taste on my tongue. I sputtered a little and Tom turned around. “Whoops that one is for Mike not you, he like to add a special supplement to his to help him try and get bigger. But you might as well finish it off. I'll make Mike another. The other bottles don't have the supplements, so feel free to take one of those after you finish that one. But who knows? Maybe you will like the effects. He says it gives him lots of energy and that he can go for hours after just the one bottle.” Screwing up my face I figured what the hell and downed it quickly so as not to taste it that much. I then grabbed the other bottle and cracked it open take a big drink and getting the flavor out. Damn, I had no idea what he added to the water, but I could definitely feel the additives kicking in. I suddenly had lots of energy and was positively antsy to go for a run. Mike came down dressed in blue running gear to match mine and we were ready to go. Tom re-explained the course to me and we were off. I kept paces with them and after ten minutes a good sweat was dripping off my body. I seemed hyper aware of the way the compression tank was slightly rubbing my nipples. My cock started getting hard and I was glad I was wearing my jock. We had cleared the park and were circling around the high school heading back when they started picking up the pace. First Mike took the lead, then Tom. I found myself working hard to keep up and was doing a god job until we got back into the wooded area near the park. Sweat was really dripping off me now as I followed them through the woods, branches brushing my skin that seemed hyper aware, a steady dripping of precum leaking out of my cock. I could feel the precum as it joined the stream of sweat running down my legs. I was afraid I would lose them when we finally broke free and were back in the development heading back to their place. We reached the steps and I mostly collapsed panting like a dog, sweat plastering my body hair to me. Tom and Mike chuckled and went inside inviting me to come on in. I hesitated remarking "I'm covered with sweat." Mike laughed answering "So are we. Stop being stupid and take a load off your feet." “We are just gonna go grab a cool shower, there is another one in the guest room if you want to do the same and I am sure I can find some short for you to throw on. How about you stay for dinner, we are grilling tonight and well Mike makes the most amazing meat.” With that, Tom smiled at Mike, who blushed, and ran upstairs. With an offer like that how could I refuse? I made my way with them upstairs to the guest room where I found the second bath. Stripping off my sweaty clothes I prepared to get in the shower. I started by rubbing the soap first all over my chest and pits. Fuck, it felt good. My skin was still tingling from whatever was in that water. My cock was rock hard, so I almost involuntarily began a one-handed slow jack of my cock, as my other hand played with my soapy balls, and also tickled the area behind them, which naturally caused me gasp in pleasure. I began to wander and let my finger slide further right against my hole, making small circles around my hole. Involuntarily I found myself gasping lightly. Fuck, it was amazing. Lubing myself with some soap, I began playing with my hole in earnest. I was surprised with what ease my finger slid into my hole - first one, then a second, and finally a third. Forgetting my cock, I went to town on my hole, plunging my fingers in and out. I found mself struggling not to openly groan. Then - well, holy shit: a fourth finger slid into my hole. It felt amazing. Maneuvring carefully, I lay down on the floor of the tub and threw my legs up really pounding my hole. A knock on the door brought me out of my stupor. “You okay in there, neighbor?” asked Tom's somewhat muffled voice. Startled and very embarrassed about my actions I stammered out that I was fine just had a cramp and would be out in a second. Quickly washing up I dried off and wrapped a towel around my waist to go out into the main room. I looked around and my running gear was gone but nothing was there to replace it. Assuming they had laid out clothing for me somewhere, I stepped into the hallway and approached the master bedroom, looking for my hosts. While I didn't see any clothing set aside for me, nor did I see my hosts, but I did see Mike’s blue jock cast on the floor. In any event I assumed it was his. On impulse I went over grabbed it and sniffed it. Fuck that smelled great, I rubbed my face all over it breathing deep. Hearing footsteps coming from right outside the door I panicked and tucked it under my towel. It was Mike. "Oh, yeah, sorry. You need some clothing. Just grab whatever you find out of the drawers on the right. Tom’s stuff should fit you.” With those instructions, he walked back down the hall. I'm not sure why I did so, but I slipped on his used jock. It was super tight on my butt, still it felt great. Checking out Tom's drawers, I found some basketball shorts and a tank appeared to be the right size, so I pulled the clothing on and went downstairs to hang out and wait for dinner.

Live here in houston in montrose. Looking for guys that are both bareback curious and known cum dumps. Neg top here, If we have to break you in slowly I'm cool with that. I just want to make sure that everyone experiences the joy that is BAREBACK. No one should be deprived of the feeling or be scared of getting "pozzed". Live in the moment and enjoy sex. There is no better feeling then submitting your hole to a top and giving yourself to him for HIS pleasure. If you are worried about HIV then there is always PrEP. Don't let your fears control the fun that you have now. Whether you are 18 or 60... Live life to the fullest. If my post speaks to you and you are in the HOUSTON area then hit me up cuz I'd love to pump some cum in you.

How do i start?

Hot story. Not much different than how most of us got started. The first time I let a man fuck me bareback I told him he had to pullout but when the time came I was so turned on that I grabbed him and pulled him deeper into me and made him shoot his load inside. That first time of letting go and losing control was all it took to turn me into a cumdump. As others have said, once you experience the pleasure of a man cumming inside you there is no going back.

Nothing turns me on more than taking a load in my ass from a full blown guy and get more AIDS injected in my body. Have stopped taking meds and I'm on the way to become a full blown poz pig myself

This happened less than hour ago. A local buddy who I fuck regularly was off work and messaged me looking for a load. I hadn't cum for a few days while he had been away on holiday in Spain for a couple of weeks where he thinks he took 30 plus loads! I was gagging to get my raw cock back up his ass so I nipped out on lunch to find his smooth man pussy lubed-up and waiting. Well, after having given his smooth, muscled boy hole a good 30 minutes of intense fucking, I could feel the pressure building! I asked if he wanted my poz load to recharge him and he begged for it. So, with one last push, I filled his ass, balls-deep. I remained in his ass for a few minutes, working my load into him, before popping out and heading home. He messaged to say "Thanks, that was hot, and another guy is on his way over to use your load as lube." He's such a good cumbucket! Now I've gotten myself in the mood to dump a second up him now! lol

IMHO as a bottom, if you let a top fuck you raw, you shouldn't get mad if he cums inside you. If didn't want his jizz in you, condoms should have been used. Now, if a top voluntarily pulls out (i.e. to shoot it all over your face or down your throat) that's the top's decision. The whole reason for fucking is to deposit semen in an orifice and stipulating that a top pull out is unnatural. Foe me, tho', I sometimes like to play the "Don't cum in me" game. Tops really get off hear me cry and lead to not cum in me while they "forcefully" tell me to shut-up and blast their load deep in my boi pussy. It adds a BDSM/forced breeding/playrape aspect that adds a great twist to normal raw fucking. Bottom line: if you're fucking me raw, you have the green flag to shoot it in me.

Great story. I had a very similar experience. I didn't want to engage with my driver who was asking a ton of questions which veered towards sex. He was a mature Latino (As a Latin myself I expected a machismo stereotype so I answered his questions to make him uncomfortable). I later found out he was a 68 yr old Cuban. Instead he asked more - he wanted to know why i didn't sleep with woman, was I the man or woman, How big of a dick I liked etc... He wanted to know if he measured up with his 8" super thick uncut dick. At a red light he had undid his pants to expose his hard dick for me to see. I said it looked good - I would let it fuck me He wanted to know if I would let him fuck me - which led to him parking in a dead-end road near my destination. He had a very unattractive face so I was only interested in letting him fuck me. I undid my pants and laidI h on the backseat with my ass up. i didn't have lube but had poppers with me. I wet my ass with my own spit a little. He spat on my hole some too before he tried to ram his dick in me - I hit the poppers hard. He finally pushed into me -stretching my ass out. I expected him to cum quickly due to age but he fucked me for a good while before he shot his load into me. I actually was a bit sore the next day.

He smiled “that is most good my little blond angel, now up the stairs you go”, patting my bottom as I began to walk up the stairs him following, at the top of the stairs he steered me across the landing into a room that was a stark difference to the shop below, it was opulent with leather chaise longues, chandeliers, furs covering the floor and heavy silken drapes hanging all over the walls, in the centre of the room was a very large elaboratly unpolstered padded footstool / coffee table. As I looked arround in awe, I felt him push the bikini down over my thighs and they gathered at my feet as he kissed my shoulder “we do not need these any more”, I stepped out of them still looking arround me, my head was buzzing and I felt tingly all over, I felt cold metal being put arround my neck, it was tight, Khan turned me to a mirror and I saw I had a tight choker round my neck covered in sparkling jewels, he smiled at me in the reflection “this is the sign of your new purpose as concubine”. “on the ottoman and kneel my blond angel, Khan will teach you how you present your bottom to men”, I got on the ottoman on all fours, “now my sweet boy rest your chest down but stay on your knees”, just the movement of resting my chest on the ottoman made me spread my knees a little, “that’s a good boy now spread your knees wider apart “, I did as he said and I could feel a slight breeze on my hole as the position spread my buttocks apart revealing my hole to him, he clapped his hands “oh yes that’s perfect my angel, just perfect!”, he ran his hands over my large arse cheeks “no more sunbathing unless you wear a high factor sunscreen I want you white as snow” to reinforce that he slapped my bottom hard “understand!!”, whimpering from the sting I quickly nodded “Yes Master Khan”

Few minutes later we were in his cabin, the cop to my side looked injured but not seriously hurt. No blood at least. I don't know how they got him but I was just as worried for him as I was myself. I started to pray. Stranger 1: You guys want some poppers? Stranger 2: Shit man, hell yeah. I wanna go all night. Stranger 3: Nah not right now, I want this faggot to get me hard on his own. The other two sniffed something out of a bottle while the third guy approached me with an obvious hardon in his pants. He stopped right in front of me and told me I had to pull them down. Since I decided way earlier my best bet was to listen to these men, I obliged and looked at his wood. Stranger 3: Don't just stare. Get back on there, just like in the car. Faggot. I hated the language these men used. Stranger 1: Get back on your knees too faggot. Take off his clothes. The two men stripped me while the one stepped behind me and stared. Stranger 1: So beautiful. I don't think I need this one to suck me off. Stranger 3: Speak for yourself. He's tasted me already. His eyes are practically begging for more. I felt a wetness on my ass again, some spit from the guy behind me. Stranger 1: Don't worry stranger boy, I'll treat you good. He put his fingers inside me and stretched them apart. I had the other guy's manhood in my mouth like those sluts I read about. I didn't wanna be their faggot. I wasn't theirs. The third guy was over by the cop, stripping him and tying him up to the bed. Then he stepped over to me as well. Stranger 2: Yeah just like that. Keep doing that boss. He smacked my ass and took his clothes off. Started stroking himself watching me suck a man's cock while I had fingers plowing me on the other end. Stranger 1: Enough of this. He smacked my ass. Stranger 1: Gotta give you what you know is coming. As much as I was in denial earlier, I knew this man was gonna do this to me. I didn't know it was gonna be in his cabin though and when it suddenly hit me how scared I truly was. I started trembling. Stranger 1: Oh yeah, can't hardly wait can ya? I felt the beginning of his thrust. First the tip of his cock entered me. He held it there for only a moment and then continued for one slow but steady moment in. Fuck he was going in deep. Stranger 2: Oh yeah I can't help myself. He was getting off to the sight of my spit roast. Stranger 2: Move aside real fast. I have some more lube for you. The first guy didn’t pull all the way out, but the second one came up behind me too. Stranger 2: Aw here you go! I felt a spray on my ass as he ejaculated onto the other cock. With that, the cock inside me pushed back in deep. Stranger 1: Aw fuck that’s hot. He started pumping me faster and harder, getting off to using the other guy’s cum as lube. It went in easier, but I felt like a dirtier whore than they already made me. Stranger 1: Got me so fucking horny now. I was grunting with each thrust, unable to say anymore because of the large cock in my mouth. The two of them were just having their way, having their fun. The second guy walked over to the cop and put that bottle up to his nose. Then he started sucking the cop’s cock while he was still passed out. Seemed to get them both hard. Stranger 1: Boy that is one sweet ass. I need you to tell me you like it. He took it out of my mouth so I could say something. Derek: I-I don’t though. Pushed it back into the back of my throat and took it out. Derek: No! He smacked my ass as he started to pump me wildly. Stranger 1: You have to. Derek: No-no no! The guy in front of me grabbed my face and spit in my mouth. Stranger 3: You’re our little slut now. You have to. He spit again and opened my mouth wider with his cock. Stranger 1: Oh yeah you do. He started taking his cock all the way out and slamming it back into me. It caused me to make noises I didn’t know I could make. Stranger 1: See, your tight little ass loves it. Opens right up for me now. I don’t care how you really feel. Say it to me. Say it till you mean it. And he started smacking my ass harder than before. Stranger 1: Or the pain will keep getting worse. Derek: Ff-fuu, no! Smack. Stranger 1: Yes. I couldn’t see my ass, but I imagined welts forming. I had to. I whispered. Derek: I-I like it. Another smack. Stranger 1: Huh? What’d you say? Derek: I like it! Stranger 2: What about me? What is it you want from me? I glared at him while his cock was still thrusting my mouth. Derek: I-I want more. He took it out and smacked my face with it. Stranger 2: More of this? Derek: Y-yeah! I want more of that. Stranger 2: Beg me to finish. He smacked me with it again and started stroking it. The stranger fucking me grabbed my ass and started pulling my cheeks apart as he spit on it again and kept fucking me. Derek: Pl-please! Stranger 2: Oh please what? Derek: Please just finish this. Stranger 2: Is that really what you want? Derek: Yes! I want this over! Stranger 2: No, not over. What is it you really need? I hated using dirty words more than anything. Derek: I want you to finish off in me. Stranger 2: Fuck what do you want me to put in you? I had to relent. Derek: I want you to cum in my mouth. Stranger 1: What about me? Where do I get to? I hadn’t even thought about him not using a condom until now. I started to panic to myself, but I had to keep going before they kept hurting me. Derek: I want your cum too! Stranger 1: Fuck yeah you do ya little pastor faggot. You need it? You need to bounce that nice ass off my cock till I bust? Derek: I do! I need you both to cum inside me. That was the last thing they made me say before the cock went back in my mouth and they both finished.

As a young street hustler - ugly men would pay more to do more raunch As a sub I found ugly men often had the biggest cocks - biggest loads or did the most disgusting things (which is what I wanted) As a top now - I test all my boys by making them suck or bend over for homeless and the ugliest fattest men as long as they have cocks lol

Good job! That's what being a bookstore whore is all about -- letting yourself get used as a cum receptacle without knowing who or what is pumping your ass full of cum.

yeah we want to use a cruel condom, so my ass will bleed very much

This is certainly how I feel!

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!

"Once I have you, there will be no going back. Do you understand?" Sir had already sent me the agreement form. I had read it over, and signed it weeks ago. We had just finalized the details and set a date. "Yes Sir, I understand." "Good. You better be at that spot boy, or I will come and get you myself." With that Sir had signed off. I had already sold me belongings and notified my landlord I'd be moving out. I put my two weeks in at work. It would be hard to go back now. I set out for the airport at 8:00PM, and soon enough I was on a flight to my new home. Once I landed, it had just passed 1:00AM. I was able to get a taxi to the meeting location, even though the taxi driver was a bit worried about dropping me off in such a shady place in the middle of the night. After some assurance, he dropped me off and left. I had been early but I set off the bottom floor where I would be taken away. I had sat down and was exhausted from the flight, and with no one around, I laid down with my backs up against my bags. I figure I should try to rest up for Sir, as he had told me my first day would be long and hard. I had been jostled awake by a man, and as I woke up more I realized it was Sir. "Get up. Now." Yes Sir, as I stood up as quickly as I could. "Strip." "Here, Sir?" With that the back of his hand struck me across the face. Sir had warned me to do as I'm told, or expect punishment. As I began to strip naked in the middle of the parking garage, Sir grabbed my bags and threw them in the backseat. He had me put my clothes in a plastic bag, which he set in the backseat as well. I stood there, completely naked as Sir inspected me. "Good, just like you shown me. get in." As I reached for the front door handle, Sir hit me again, this time in the stomach. "You think your sitting up front, slave?" Sir chuckled as he opened his trunk. Fearing another strike, I climbed in the trunk without question. He slammed the trunk down hard, and got in and began to drive away. I had slept through most of the drive, besides the few bumps that would slam my body and head into the walls. Once we arrived, I expected the trunk to open, but waited at least another hour before I heard the click and the trunk open. "Get out." I got out as soon as possible. My eyes took a minute to adjust, as the morning sun was already out. I had no idea where I even was. I tried to look around, but we were in a secluded wooded area. Sir strapped on a collar on me, attached and lease and directed me inside. He shoved me into a bathroom. "It's been a long trip, boy. clean yourself out and head down the hallway. In the center of the room is a bench, lay down on it." I cleaned up and headed down the hallway. I went into the dark room and found the bench. I laid down on it, stomach down and ass up. Sir walked in, strapped in my arms and legs tight so I couldn't move. He stripped in front of me. Sir was tall, I'd wager over 6"0. He took off his shirt, slid down his pants and then underwear, revealing a thick, 8" cock and a bio-hazard tattoo. "Whats the tattoo mean, Sir?" I felt my lip crack open from the force of the blow. "Property doesn't ask questions." With that, he took his underwear and duck tape, and shoved his underwear in my mouth. He then proceeded to duck tape his underwear in my mouth so I could no longer speak. "But I'll answer your question boy, as it will be your last. It means I'm Poz. You'll get one soon enough, along with a brand to prove you're mine." My mind started racing. I had agreed to be used as property and controlled, but I never thought it through fully. What the extend of that was. I had never imagined being pozzed. I had lost all control and I had begun having second thoughts of it. I could no longer speak, my voice being completely muffled. Sir walked over to his table of goodies, and brought over a blind fold. As he was strapping it in, the last thing I seen in his hands was a toothbrush. I could no longer see, nor speak. I had been completely confused. He never spoke about being poz or pozzing me. As I tried to figure out what the toothbrush was for, he forced it in to my ass hard. Sir worked it in, rubbing and running it in all directions. He eventually pulled out, and I heard a chuckle. "Now your ready boy, just remember, this is only the beginning." With that, he lined up his cock with my ass, and it one push, rammed all 8" inches in. Tears formed in my eyes, but I had no choice but to take Sir's hard fucking. I tried to open up for him, and pushed my ass up high, thinking if I let him in, it would hurt less. It only made Sir pick up his speed. "That's a good boy, you better get used to this." He began rabbit-fucking my hole, until I heard him grunt and spurt his load inside me. Once he pulled out, he shoved a butt plug in. "This stays in until I take it out, boy." He walked over to my head, undid my duck tape and pulled out his underwear. Before I could breathe in he shoved his cock down my throat, I could taste his cum mixed with blood and realized it had been my blood. After cleaning off his cock, he walked out. He stopped by the door. "You'll sleep like this tonight, tomorrow we brand you." With that, Sir had walked out and left me locked up for the night.

i was in a party and fucking around. after a while i got high on m n was really horny as i love ws n piss so much, i headed to the toilets, it was already flooded with so much piss from fuckers n sluts just set on the floor with piss up 2-3cm guys started pissing on me further for 30 mins or so n i came twice

I think the first time you suck cock it makes you feel so dirty and humiliated. especially if it's some filthy old man that has some how got you on your knees with his smelly sweaty cheesy old cock in your mouth in a public place. You feel so ashamed that your now playing with yourself and can smell the sweat and scent of his dirty unwashed body when you feel him cum in your mouth you swallow like a whore. I know I did and licked his cock and sweaty old balls clean it made me feel so dirty after he left me there playing with my little cock half naked on my knees I licked his cum off the filthy piss covered toilet floor. Since then I love the smell and taste of dirty old unwashed cocks it reminds me of the first cock I sucked

I love being a slutty whore and doing the nastiest things; taking every cock, cumload, getting drenched in piss, having total strangers use my body. I embrace it, i'm not ashamed to be a slut!

A lad I met on Craigslist is again back from University, and on Tuesday afternoon I received a text from him, suggesting we hook-up. As is usually the case, I received his text just before midnight -- late enough for his Mum to have gone up to bed. This was to be our third meeting, each of which having been separated from the preceding by a couple of months. This time, he left the door on the latch, and when I let myself in I found him naked, on his knees with his eyes closed. In silence I put the blindfold on him, and restrained his wrists behind his back. "What do you say, boy?" I asked as I unbuttoned my jeans. "Please feed me your cock, Daddy" came the reply. "Good boy." I said as I pushed my bulging jock towards his mouth and nose. He inhaled deeply, and started to lick my throbbing bulge through the fabric. I freed my cock, and slapped his face with it a couple of times whilst his tongue bathed my balls and shaft. I pulled back and teased him running the steel ball closure of my PA over his lips. His tongue darted out to taste my cock head and slowly I fed him more until he was sucking nicely. Whilst he was showing his enthusiasm orally, my hands were busy roaming over his body paying attention to his sensitive nipples and massaging his head as well as occasionally applying a bit of pressure to feed him more, and encouraging him verbally by suggesting "Yeah, you like being Daddy's little cocksucker, don't you boy?" A nod and the way his tongue sped up in probing my cock head was all the reply I needed. "Good boy," I told him as I removed the blindfold and we made eye contact for the first time since just before Christmas when I took his 22 year old cherry. His mouth and tongue were getting me close so I lifted his face off my cock and dribbled a long line of saliva down in to his mouth before kissing him deeply. I helped him stand up, and after another kiss, moved down to his nipples, licking, sucking and gently biting each in turn before I dropped to my knees and swallowed the entire length of his boi-cock in one go making him moan. I took a second to get a couple of fingers wet before resuming his blowjob whilst reaching through his legs to that cute pert bum I'd stretched before, and probed at his hole - gently but firm... Before too long I'd removed the wrist restraints and had him bent over the sofa arm, whilst I was behind him and positioned so my tongue could follow my fingers in making him moan, and soon enough he was begging for it "Fuck me Daddy." "You want my cock in your hole again boy? "Yeah...." "Ask nicely then." "Please fuck my tight hole with your awesome cock Daddy!" "Good boy." It was only his second time, so I was generous with the lube, and took my time getting inside so he'd get used to it and not make too much noise that might wake his mother. Once he had had time to adjust I slowly inched my way in, beginning a gentle rocking motion, that gradually increased the length of each thrust into and withdraw from his hole. Soon he was moaning softly and telling me how he loved being Daddy's little slut. In return I told him how much I loved fucking my special little slut boy, and how good his smooth ass looked with my cock alternately disappeared to it, and re-appearing with each exiting movement as I worked the full length in and out of him. The feeling was incredible: his chute still tight, yet also familiar now, warm and embracing my cock with every thrust. I picked up the pace a little as we were both fucking harder but soon had to back off a bit so as to not cum too soon. I hadn't cum since CumUnion the previous weekend so my balls contained a good nine day load built up which burst out and sprayed on his hole and butt cheeks, before I fucked some of it back in to him, and held there for a few moments as I softened a little. After I licked up some traces of my cum that remained on his smooth arse. It was, as I expected, very sweet. I scooped up a bit that had dripped on to the sofa and fed him some before licking my fingers clean. Then I swallowed his precum covered cock and in just a couple of strokes he unloaded in my mouth. I swallowed most of it but saved a little to snowball with him. After a quick clean up I gathered my bits and dressed. As I was about to leave he kissed me goodbye saying "Thank you, Daddy." "Good boy."

Guys like you are what sexually liberated me. I used to be one of the guys just watching from the sidelines and getting horny as studs like you filled each other's raw asses with cum. Finally gave in to temptation and started being an active participant. It gets me so hot to know guys are getting off watching me give and take loads.

Once we have an experience like that we all want more. As much as I enjoy taking loads from guys I know are poz and charged, nothing gets me hotter than finding out the load was toxic AFTER it's up my ass. Nice to hear you enjoyed your first charged load and are looking for more.

I have had a straight room-mate for 2 years now. I told him right off I was gay and didn't care 'so long as I kept it in my room' lol He was half my age - 6'2 thin/wiry fit, had a 9" uncut cock with a huge head, and when not fucking every woman he could meet (once - he hated strings) and for work he was a part-time catering waiter at a local Victoria hotel. He resisted EVERY effort I made to play and would not let me blow him or even jerk him off. and trust me - I have persuasive skills and I tried. Regardless, we hung out together often - went camping and shared a tent together, drank and passed out together, and He and I did enjoy snorting lines smoking bowls and occasional slams and on those occasions he would almost immediately drop all his clothes and wander around naked I even saw him JO a few times but again would stop if he realized I was staring / peeking or if I offered to play. Ok truth be told I had licked his passed out cock a few times and tried to finger his hole but he always rolled over. Last night I had picked up a young twink at Beacon Hill Park who was into my daddy bear look. He went from 'Hi!' to 'Breed Me Daddy' fast. He was maybe 20 but had a look of much younger - plus he had a cock that eclipsed my 9 plus thick inches. I loves me a bottom hung bigger than me. Turns out the twink was new poz - so new that he had not started meds or even talked to his doctor again after learning - he just went into 'cum dump' mode. After testing this out by picking out a few of the ugliest / fattest / dirtiest cocks around and he took them raw with no complaints just lout moaning and small bursts of demanding urges laced with profanity. I decided to take him back to my condo and use him where I could see how many loads I could get into him (5 is still my record for a nights play - wish I could cum more). So back we go - I see my roommate is out which is good cause I know from the park this slut is vocal. We fuck like drunk sailors on leave - and he is saying all the right things about tearing him up - making him bleed - hurt him - do anything I wanted to him. At some point my room-mate must have come home but I had no idea... until he said loudly and with some urgency ; "Terry, can you come out here please" When I got out there I realized he was high and drunk but no where near anything 'blotto'. I ass naked - dick dripping strange men's cum from my interrupted fucking of the twink was in my hand and he just stared at it. "What? Is it too loud? Dude, listen i'm sorry but you ride some noisy chicks who sound like high pitched whistles and I never complain" "No, he replied. I wanted to know if I could join you?" "Join us? for...?" "I can hear him begging for your cock - I want you to fuck me and him if he wants I want to know what it feels like 'cause I love fucking chicks but dude I am rock hard hearing you bang the slut you got in there." Well, I have had this happen with random meets that tell me they are straight but I knew better than to question my roomie with any clarification - I reached out and took him by the hand and led him into the bedroom. The twink was still bent over wanting to take my load but when I told him my Total Straight roommate wanted. My roommate got infront of the twink and dropped to his knees and engulfed his massive cock in his mouth. I slid back into the twink and urged my roommate to bend over. in seconds his clothes were off and he was bent over in front of the twink and me (my cock sliding easily into the well fucked hole). The twink slammed his cock full force into my roomates ass and got a scream of pain in return. The twink was just as vocal as ever but now between begging me to make him feel pain he was telling my roommate that he was gonna poison him with his toxic load. The twink blasted I'm my roommates ass - I pulled out of the twink - pulled him out of my roommates ass and slammed my cock into the ass I had wanted for 2 years. My roommate said it was hot talk about poz loads and giggled as I was trying to make him feel my cock after the twinks huge rod and load - but started to say in his ear... 'you know I am poz too' I am full toxic poz and if you beg me I will blast my load in you too. He begged me on constant repeat "Please Terry Please Terry Please Terry" After I came the twink wanted to go so I called a cab and then my roommate and I fucked again - this time face to face him on his back - I needed his eyes to see me breed him. Just after I came up his ass, he shot his load from his 9 cut cock all over his belly. The only thing he said was 'Thanks Terry. I'm not Gay you know... but maybe we can do that again sometime'. He was gone when I finally crawled out of my bed late today - and has not been home yet... it is almost 1:35am I hope he come soon - I am horny - hard and see by the open sore on my cock-head, that my herpes is making a possible outbreak-comeback after the last few nights of stress and use. I wonder if he will take it too and can I get him to let me take a pic for here.... hope to have more.

Trust me it is hotter to do it fully clothed -- especially if you're into wet clothes and piss. You should try it. Most of my piss play sessions involve me bottoming in jeans and a t-shirt or sweatshirt -- I love the feeling of wet clothes. When you get pissed on naked most of the piss runs off and/or drys right away but if you do it in your clothes you can be piss wet and smelling of piss for as long as you like. No better way to attract a piss top for another hot wet session than to wander around soaking wet and smelling of piss.

Tuesday Run and Bedtime Making my way over to the house I rang the bell and was greeted by Tom who handed me a bottle of water. “Here I made another one for ya so you don’t have to use the ones we gave you right away” Not wanting to let on I had already drank some I quickly drained the bottle while Tom watched smiling to himself. “Hey I was kind of sore after last night wanna help me stretch out a bit before we run?” Tom asked as he go down on the floor and stretched his legs straight in front of him. Thinking nothing of it I got down and mirrored his position and started to pull him forward. The water was already starting to warm me up and making my hole throb. The butt plug pushed harder in my ass as I was sitting on their tiled floor. A slight moan escaped my lips and I hoped that Tom didn’t hear me. I heard Mike coming down the stairs as Tom started to pull me toward him stretching my back out and making me bend almost in half. I felt my tank top rising up showing the top of my ass. “Well Tom I guess you win the bet” Mike chuckled Tom just smiled and informed him he would collect later tonight. We finished the stretch and got up off the floor and made our way to the door. The doctored water was definitely making a difference. I could feel all my muscles and just wanted to get out and start using them. The plug in my ass was making me leak and fuck it was amazing. We took off on the same route, I started panting and sweaty almost groaning with each step as my ass shifted and clenched. My body moving and sweating, dripping down my face I was having a a harder time keeping pace with my new friends. The plug was so distracting. My cock was so hard and I was thankful for the compression shorts to keep it in. Once again as we made our way back they both started to sprint as we re-entered the forest. Trying to keep up with them I ran faster, the plug shifting in my ass more and more, hitting my prostate, the shorts rubbing the rough material of the jock over my cock head. Oh fuck OH FUCK FUUUUUUCCCCKKKKK before I could do anything an orgasm rippled through my body. I grabbed a tree to steady myself, my hole spasmed and twisted, I panicked feeling the plug force from my body. Fuck fuck fuck fuck luckily the shorts kept it lodge aimed at my ass. Walking a few feet I spotted a bench and before I could second guess the decision I sat down hard. The plug popped back in sending me into another orgasm. Gasping and grunting and blushing I felt dirty and wrong but so happy. I Jogged the rest of the way back to Mike and Toms, I entered their place and made my way upstairs to the guest bath. I heard noises from the their bedroom that let me know exactly what the bet was for. Blushing I made my way to the bathroom stripping my sweaty clothes off. The stolen jock now drenched in cum and sweat. I got in the shower and managed to get the plug out. My ass felt empty but also amazing. I had never had anything in that long. I set the plug on the soap dish and finished washing. Coming out of the shower I looked at the plug and wondered what to do with it. There was not lube left. Making a quick call I buried it in the back of the under the sink shelf. I figured since they used it for guests I could just pick it up on another visit. Exiting into the main room my blood ran cold, on the bed were my clothes form the other night cleaned and washed, but the dirty ones were missing. Maybe I could lie and say it was my jock and we just had the same taste……fuck fuck fuck. I got dressed and made my way downstairs to Tom and Mike sitting at the kitchen island. Mike passed me some water, I took a sip and tasted the now familiar bitterness and carefully only drank a bit of it . I wasn’t sure how much was safe. The once again invited me to dinner but I begged off saying I wanted to get back to my pace and use the hot tub my wife had insisted we install. I could definitely use the soak. Before leaving Tom reminded me to try using the relaxation tracks he had made for me to help me sleep. Mike looked up with a knowing smile as I shut the door behind me to a shout of “same time tomorrow” Making my way home I stripped as some as I got in , threw on some trunk swim briefs quickly loaded the tracks from the flash drive to my phone and made my way to the hot tub. Booting up the first of 9 tracks , each one was about 45 min, I put in my ear buds and listened. Seemed like some nice ASMR delta wave hippy stuff one of my friends had told me about once. I closed my eyes and started to just drift. After about 15 minutes I felt extremely relaxed and the hot tub had finished a cycle. Taking that as A hint I got out, went to the outside shower we had just for rinsing off and then went upstairs, stripped off my trunks and slid into bed. Putting the earbuds back in I fell quickly asleep. My dreams were really weird but I woke up feeling amazing and refreshed and made my way to the bathroom…..

Tuesday Evening I got out of my car and looked at my cellphone, 5pm, I had an hour before I had to be over at Tom and Mike’s for another run. As I walked up my front steps I noticed a 6 bottles of water on the front steps with a note, “ In case you wanted needed some more”. A smile crept over my face as I bent down and grabbed it, the butt plug shifting in my ass sending little waves of pleasure through my body. I walked in dropped my bag and I grabbed the water and carried it into the kitchen putting it into the fridge to chill….I debated half a second before I grabbed one and drank half of it. The bitter strange flavor seemed strong but I didn’t care. With only an hour to spare I got y purchases from the front hall and made my way upstairs. As soon as I was in the bedroom I stripped down to my stolen jock. My hand reached around and felt where the plug was locked firmly in my ass. I started to pull it out and gasp at the amount of pain that hit me. Fuck that isn’t good, I guess I was so hot at the porn shop I didn’t notice, or maybe it was the poppers. Thinking that might help I went to my bed stand and grabbed my bottle, taking 4 hits I felt the warmth and horniness sweep over me. I reached back again and started pulling on the butt plug. This time I got it to move and could feel it working out of my ass. Fuck it started to feel good, a moan escaped my lips as I felt my ass stretching. Slowly I pulled careful not to hurt myself, sweat broke out on my body. A little bit more and it would clear the fat part and I could go take a shower and get dressed. Just before I thought it was going to give I heard a shout from downstairs. It was Tom “ Hey neighbor! Your dor was open and I thought I would come by and make sure you got the water and ceck you were coming tonight” Startled by the voice my hand let go of the butt plug and it snapped back into my tight hole. Stars danced in front of my eyes and I groaned loudly. “Yup, I be there in a bit, just wanted to hop in the shower and rinse off the day.” “OK, I’ll just wait down here for ya then and we can head over together.” Fuck I thought with Tom waiting I didn’t have time for this. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck…..well guess this will be interesting. I stripped off the jock and hopped in my shower, the whole time I was in there I was desperately trying to get the plug out of my ass. Finally worrying that Tom would think something was wrong I got out dried off and went to get dress. I stepped back into Mike’s jock and a pair of compression shorts under my usual running shorts. Figured I had seen people wear them like this and this way in case the damn fucking butt plug decided to pop out the compression shorts would help hold it in place. I made my way down the stairs and saw Tom sitting on my couch dressed all in green this time, his blonde fur sticking out of his tank top, his hand resting behind his head the flashing his furry pits. Fuck my nostrils dilated and I swear I could smell something, it made my cock twitch and my ass spasm around the plug. When he looked over and smiled at me I think I even blushed a little. “Here I also wanted to bring you this.” He held out a flash drive to me, I looked at it puzzled “ It is a relaxing programs. Mike used to have a hard time sleeping when he started taking the supplements of his so I whipped up this in order to help him relax. Worked like a charm. Just add it to you play list after the run tonight and you will be sleeping like a baby in no time.” I nodded my thanks and set it down on the coffee table and followed Tom, out the door and over to his place, My cock was hard and straining against the pouch of the stolen jock, kept firmly in place, each step shifting the plug in my hole mad me leak a little. Fuck how was I going to get through this run.

Tuesday Morning The alarm forced me to open my eyes and face the dawning day. I felt drained and still tired. Looking down I saw my cock was at its usually full mast in the morning. Without even thinking two finger went in my mouth and started to work their way into my hairy hole. A sigh escaped my lips and a pearl of precum formed quickly on my cock head. My palm smoothed the precum around my cock head before my hand enveloped the shaft and starting to jerk. Finally the finger were all the way in my sore ass and I started to fuck myself. And yes, it feels weird to describe what I was doing as 'fucking myself', but hey is what I was doing. I shifted my legs, placed my feet flat against the mattress giving me more access. My hand was a blur as I approached orgasm, a thin sheen of sweat broke out on my body as I came my cum hitting the middle of my chest in three shots before slacking and coating my abs. Taking my finger from my hole I swirled them in the chest hair, mixing the cum and then quickly without thought shoved them in my mouth. The taste of my ass and cum and a bit of sweat as intoxicating, I moaned and went back from more until I was a sticky, mated mess. Contentedly sighing, I rose, showered and dressed for work. Quick mirror check let me know I could skip shaving at least one more day if not two, my little morning jerk had cost me some time. As I was about to get dressed I looked at Mike blue jock laying on the floor. On a dirty impulse I put it back on, it felt rough against my cock and balls and I knew it was dirty but didn’t care. Just to make sure though I covered it up with my usual boxer briefs and finished dressing in my usual three piece suit for work. As I was making my way out the door I noticed the other water bottle. I felt taking it now might not be a good idea but surely if I only took half at lunch I wouldn’t have any issues. Dropping it in my bag I hopped in my car and headed off to work, a smile on my face and the taste of my ass and cum on my mouth.

Monday Dinner Dinner was soon served and I dug in. Somehow that jog had made me extremely hungry. I tucked in like it was my last meal. “So, Tom mentioned you drank my water by mistake before the run. How did you like the supplements?” I blushed slightly thinking about what had happened in the shower and nodded. “Seems like they work pretty well, definitely made me run a bit faster, and sweat a ton more than usual." “Yeah Tom loves when I use 'em, saying we get a much better workout. Only issue is they tend to make you fucking horny as all hell so we usually fuck like rabbits when we get home.” I nearly choked on the wine I was sipping, sputtering and trying to catch my breath. Tom gave Mike an unspoken reprimand, although it was accompanied with a smile. “ It is true something about all that sweat on my man and of course how hungry those things make his hole, just makes me want to fuck his brains out. I'm actually getting hard just thinking about it. Want some more wine?” Without waiting for my response Tom half stood to top me off. I couldn’t help but look and see his half hard cock outlined in the shorts he was wearing. My eye glued to his bulge I watched it give a noticeable twitch before he sat back down. Mike leaned in close to my ears asking me if I liked the view. So caught off guard was I that I dropped my fork and gave a startled yelp. Before thinking about it I reached down to pick it up and felt the borrowed shorts slip down a bit. I heard a slight chuckle from Mike as I straightened up and resumed eating our meal. The conversation went back to a more normal topic after that: lawn care and what not, which movies are out. So, the rest of dinner passed with no more surprises and I was about to go home when Mike asked if I wanted to accompany them the next day for another run. “Ill even make you some of my supplements to use. In fact, here, take these two bottles I already prepared. I usually take one at night again and then one in the morning and the third just before I go for a run. Since you are just starting it I would wait and just take one in the morning.” "Thanks," I said as I left, extending my goodbyes to Tom and Mike. On the way home I thought about the two water bottle and my shower earlier, and as I walked into the house I thought about Mike’s instructions and said to myself 'Fuck it. I can handle whatever he is doing', and before I could think twice I downed one of the bottles. The same bitter taste assaulted my tongue and I grabbed a Gatorade from the fridge to get rid of it. Fuck that tasted good. Then I remembered my earlier plans and my cock got hard. Remembering hot it was before I walked into the garage. It was night and the only light was from the security flood lights form Tom and Mike’s house. Stripping off the borrowed clothing, I stood there in Mike’s sweat blue jock. Suddenly a rush of sweat broke out over my body and my hands moved on their own, twisting and pulling my nipples, rubbing the front of the jock. On instinct I stepped out of the jock and poured some poppers into the pouch, bringing it to my nose it smelled amazing, fresh sweat and poppers, fuck my cock was rock hard. I lay on the floor and started to work my hand up and down the shaft. Leaving the jock draped across my face the smell of seat and poppers making me moan. My left hand drifted and move towards my ass. Sweat started pouring from my body and I took another hit from the popper bottle, and another, and another six hits and I was moaning. The smells and sensations, the dirt and grit digging into my back my finger inched toward my hole and I surrendered to the feelings. Plunging three fingers in, I moaned and writhed in pleasure. The jock slipped in my mouth and I taste the balls sweat. Sucking on it like a baby I drank his the salt mix. My finger moved furiously in my ass, again a fourth was added with little resists. Fuck I wanted more, looking around the garage I was in a haze, my eye fell on my wife’s tennis racket and a sick thought entered my mind. Not caring I grabbed it and slathering it with the precum leaking form my as and the worked it in. Fuck it felt great. I ended up with my feet on the window sill to get the angle right and started fucking my ass with her racket, moaning and jerking my cock, sweat dripping down me I started to get closer and closer. Fuck this felt so good I never wanted to stop, my hand became a blur and all thought of edging left my mind as the orgasm came upon me. Volleys of cum shot from my cock, landing on my face and chest, eight shots in total. My body went slack, the jock covering my face was spotted with my cum and before I knew it I was shoving it in my mouth adding the taste my own jizz to the mélange of sweat and ass. Shuddering I remove the tennis racket from my ass and dragged myself out of the garage and upstairs. I got in the shower to rinse of and felt my sore ass, sticking a finger in my hole I hissed in combined pleasure and pain as I thought to myself 'Damn I hope I haven't done any damage'. Exhausted I dragged myself to bed and fell dead asleep until the alarm clock went off.

I have a couple new ideas for these characters, lemme know if you guys want more

My last load was the tail end of a great night full of loads. I started off with an 18year old who messaged me on Grindr and lived nearby. He told me he had condoms but I told him I wanted bareback to which he agreed. He came over and we played around. He had a nice thick cock with this bulge in the middle of it. I sucked on it and got it nice and ready. He told me he hadn't cum in two weeks which made me go bananas!! I quickly got on my back and watched him pound me until he exploded inside me. The look of relief and ecstasy on his face as he released rope after rope of cum in me was priceless. He left and this couple up North messaged me (again on grindr) and said they wanted to play with a bottom. They paid for my uber up there. They were both tipsy and to be honest kinda weird but they both fucked and bred me. At this point I"m getting pretty tired and was planning on calling it a night. When another guy in the area messaged me. This guy turned out to be a super hot, older, in shape guy with a great cock who is really into fucking cum dumps. He fucked me on his couch while watching bareback porn. He was quick too because he had to work in the am and I was just thrilled to get a fourth load in me. By now my ass was lubed up with so much semen from the previous guys we didn't even have to use lube. He just slipped it in and pumped to till he made made his deposit. I left there pretty tired and full and happy, so I decided to stay with some friends up north and just crash on their couch. In the morning got a message on Growlr from a big belly daddy nearby who I had talked to a week ago when we were both downtown but couldn't meet up at the time. He was awake and real horny so I came over. He ate my ass so good I almost didn't care if he gave me his dick. His tongue was fucking and hitting it so good. I'm sure he was tasting the cum of the previous loads from a few hours before. Didn't stop him from flipping me on my back and pounding me till he threw his head back and moaned as he released my fifth and final load for the 12 hour escapade. I returned to my friends house where I had stayed the night and joined them for brunch, full of loads from five different guys and my ass couldn't have felt more amazing!

I got horny tonight so I hit Grindr and after somehow avoiding the 200 bots on the site I saw a totally hot tattoo covered twink - 22 5'8 130 mostly bottom (tonight) he noted implying he is sometimes a TOP. Just like me. When I Top I will fuck anything that moves but given the choice I lean towards breeding verse Tops. The 2 pictures he sent me reminded me of someone I had fucked a few years back in the park - but when I asked he declared it was not him for sure. He wanted to be sure I was over 30 - check He also wanted a few pics of my cock -8.5 uncut and fat. I did hoping he was not just a collector. After the dance where we try to figure out if each is real and really worth the real effort I shot him my addy and he said he would be there in 20 minutes. He wanted a darkened room and my living room is where you enter at my house so I turned off the lights - closed the blinds and drapes and stripped down to naked - putting on a thick terry cloth housecoat to wait. As an after thought I lit one tea-light - just enough to see. 25 minutes later I heard a light rap on the door. When I opened it I realized 2 things instantly. First - this dude was fuckin hot and fuckin fuckable! He had that killer dual thing going where he looked at the same time as a worthless street punk (pierced ears, nose, lip and later I found out nips and cock) but also a scared young man who jumps without thinking. His eyes were darting around and hands did a nervous tap tap tap against his thighs. He kicked off his shoes and shed his jacket ontop of them asking "so we gonna do this?" I maneuvered him to the couch carefully avoiding tripping him over the other furniture in the dim light. He dropped his clothes as fast as he had his jacket and without any underwear - fell back onto the couch wearing on his socks and maybe 9 piercings and lifted his legs to show his 3/4 hard 5" cut cock and hairless ass pucker. "Slow Down Boy" I laughed and opened my housecoat to show my rock hard monster - a spider web of pre-cum already catching the candle light from my purple cock head peaking out over to my thigh. Before I could ask he rocked forward and sucked 5-6 inches into his mouth. "You suck it good - make it wet cause that's all you get for lube" - he moaned "Look at you boy - you cant even get it all in your mouth. That's gonna tear your ass up and your gonna beg for it aren't you?" - he moaned again. I reached down finding his warm wet ass hole and dry finger fucked him with one finger - he moaned again so I pushed a second finger into him - he moaned louder into my cock - I made it 3 fingers and he shuddered as he moaned. Suddenly he rocked back onto the couch and again showed his pucker - holding his knees back to his shoulders. "Fuck Me" He demanded. I moved forward and unsheathed my cock head fully and rubbed it on his winking pussy asking "You want it boy? You gonna beg me to breed you?" "Just put it in me" he demanded. We had not discussed std or HIV. I am a serious raw fucker as top and bottom. Never worn a condom and never had one go in my ass. I stopped testing years ago and may or may not be poz - so far no symptoms. My rule is - assume I am poz and assume anyone who takes raw loads from online strangers is also poz. But I do love to talk it up as if I was poz... "You want my dirty load?" I asked "You know you want it but until I hear you say you want it..." I was cut off as he slid down onto my cock suddenly 4 or more inches were inside him - now it was my turn to moan... "You Fucking SLUT" and I pushed balls deep into him taking his legs onto my shoulders. He had 3 sharp intakes of breath and as he let each one out hissed 'yes - Yes - YES!' throwing his head back - eyes back. "Look at me you slut" I demanded - he looked into my eyes then shut his again. I gave him a quick slap - I love slapping and choking a bottom and this fucker was gonna show me the respect to look in my eyes as I loaded him. suddenly he was soft spoken and a true sub slut "sir please cum in me sir... please sir" over and over. I fucked harder - pulling almost out and then slamming back into him again. "You gonna take daddy's big dirty load?" You don't care if I am dirty you just need to be a cum dump don't you whore?" I taunted him. "Fuck me Daddy - oh Fuck me - hit me daddy..." I slapped him hard across the face and noticed his cock start to drool precum. I reached down and gave it a few tugs - he grabbed my hand to stop me so I gave him a backhand - harder than the last 2 slaps - this one was gonna leave a red mark for a few hours. His hand fell away from mine and he looked 'horrified' and turned on at the same time. 3 more stokes and he came shooting his load over his chest neck and some of his own chin. The tightening on my cock pushed me over too. I had only been fucking for a few minutes but suddenly was there... "Take It you whore you fucking pig slut fuck fuck fuck yaaaaaaa take it!" as I dumped jet after jet deep into his destroyed fuck chute. I pulled out and told him to suck it clean - he did but I could tell his heart was not in it any longer - his darty eyes were back and he kept looking towards the door. He asked where his clothes were - I found them on the dark floor and handed them to him. he used his own tee-shirt to wipe some of his cum from his chest - then gave up and just put it on backwards and inside out. AS he put one foot in his pants I reached out and took him by the throat using my strong right hand "Tell me the truth slut - that was you 2 years ago wasn't it? Admit it you are a true cum dump!" He looked into my eyes again - and again I saw fear and excitement but then a sheet of guilt came over those pretty little street punks eyes.... "I got real drunk on my 19th birthday" he said almost stuttering in nervousness "I don't know what happened that night" "You got bred by any man who was trolling the park trails near the totem pole" I told him in a tone that assured him it was fact. "You took 3 maybe 4 men just while I watched - all fucked you hard and raw and you sucked some others. then I fucked you and after I left a big load I watched as a few other men used you before I got tired and went home. So how many loads did you take?" He pulled away from me finished pulling up his pants and moved quickly to the door almost falling over the ottoman. "I don't remember that happening" he said in a panicked voice "I have to go" He was out the door fast. another slut who has buyers remorse - but I have a feeling he will want me again - if not I will watch the park.

PFG? I can respond with a big fat FUCK YEAH! When it comes to dirty Poz Talk turning me on! It seems to go right into your brain and fucking stroke your deck. Right now 'bently67' "The Tatoo Artist" ! Has me most horned up for it's filthy hot Poz Talk. Serious twisted and amazing fucking going on there. ​Really I think there needs to be a Fucking Glossary for anyone out there wanting to write down a Poz Fuck Fantasy. No one should call a cock just 'cock' or cum just 'cum' when you can call it: Poz Pecker Poison Pecker Demon Dick Death Dick AIDS Cock POZ Cock. And cum? How about Death Seed Demon Seed Sarah Palin Seed Poz cum Deadly DNA Or shoot, just using words like "Toxic" "Poison" "Venom" "Disease"all fucking hot Love really loaded talking like: "Going to fucking CHARGE YOU UP!" or "My Dick is a fucking loaded Poz Gun up your ass! going fucking shoot my Death Bullets up your hole!" or the fucking good "Take my Toxic Death cum! Converting your fucking NEG hole with my charged Poz death seed!!!" Would love to find someone I could chat like that with any fucking time.

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