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

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!

So I've been browsing the stories here on breeding.zone and decided to share some of my experiences. I never really "pnp'd" up until a year and half ago. I played it safe with guys, mostly just sucking them off, and in the early years of experimenting with guys, occasionally topping guys. I tried to bottom but never could get past the initial pain, get walked through by a top, and even with the aid of poppers, just never could enjoy it. Then after going through some relationship issues with a girl (I'm bisexual), I decided during a stop-over with my work to hookup with a guy. He approached me on a hookup site and asked if I had ever pnp'd. I told him no, but I might be willing. He wanted to know if was okay with coke and molly. I had to look up molly to see the effects, but after reading, figured what the hell. I went over to his apartment and picked him up, along with some coke. He was still waiting to hear back from his dealer about the molly. We headed back to my hotel room. The guy was a very attractive younger black guy. He was into just about everything, bisexual, and just wanted to have some fun. He pulled out the coke, made a few lines, and showed me how to snort some. I tried it. It was pretty good. We threw on some porn, drank a few beers, and started to jerk off together. He had a nice 8" averagely thick cock, mine a decent 7". I offered to suck on him a bit, the high hitting me. I did this for a bit, alternating between jerking us both off and sucking on his delicious cock. About 20 minutes into this, his dealer calls him up, and we make arrangements to go and pick it up. After the pickup, we head back to the hotel, popping a few pieces of molly. He said it would probably take as long to get back to the hotel for it kick in. So we get back, strip down, turn the lights down, and thrown on porn. Drinking a bit of some beer we bought, along with hitting a few more lines and popping molly. We start talking a bit raunchy, about a few taboo things. The porn we were watching was just getting really good (for the life of me i can't remember what it was, some girl and a guy i think), and then just waves of heat it me. I'm starting to jerk off furiously, and I'm hitting wave after wave of pleasure. Horny as all get out. He knows I'm flying, and he starts to talk really dirty, really raunchy, really taboo. I'm telling him my little secrets and fantasies, things I've never told anyone. He's leaning back in his chair, his cock hard as hell. He's rubbing his nipples and looking at me like I was this gorgeous hunk. I drop down infront of him, crawling like a bitch in heat. All I can fathom in my brain is how much I want to please him, suck his hard cock, how I could imagine his cock in my ass, fucking me. I ask him if I could please suck his beautiful black cock, if I could just please him this black Adonis god infront of me. He just nods. I reach up to his cock, slowly stroking it, as I take it in my mouth, licking it. I suck it in deep, and just worship it. I lick it top to bottom, his balls, his taint; I spit on it, and take it in as far as I can go. I just work it, work it because this was my god's black dick. I was loving it. He's talking to me the entire time, just on fantasies, on what he wants to do with me, how much he enjoys me sucking his cock. This goes on for hours. I really wanted to get fucked, but my fears of not being cleaned enough (despite doing all I could) and the pain still stuck with me. Mostly it was me sucking him off twice that made it enjoyable. We made out, 69'd, sucked and tweaked nipples, fingered each other. It was heavenly. After cumming the few times we did, we tried to rest, but the high of the coke (or as I later suspect tina) kinda made it hard. I spent several days with him, but never got that same enjoyment. No fucking, just sucking and talking. Eventually I took him home, some drama happened between us, and well that was the end of that. But I'll never forget what had happened, how I felt, how I enjoyed it. And thus I began to look into partying and exploring more with pnp. Months later, I moved in with a friend, my job just not working out (mostly due to the situation I wrote about previously). I found some work, and after a while, decided to start cruising for pnpers. I was Atlanta, so I knew there had to be some. And it did not disappoint me. First time with Tina: I met a guy on a cruising site. His name was Ace. He hit me up, seeing my profile listing about pnp and the like. So we talked for a bit and he offered to teach me. I met him up at his house. He was an short but mildly athetic black guy, early 20s. He was vers and into everything, from crossdressing to fucking to getting fucked to various kinks. He was also a biochem major at one of the local colleges. Ace explained a lot to me, how things worked in the body, methods of taking drugs, and the various ones out there. So after a bit, we get naked and start to play a bit. His cock is like mine, and he puts his in a cockring. I decline, as I've never been able to wear one comfortably. He pulls out a water bottle and explains that this is ghb or g. He says most people enjoy it cause its like alchohol, with the warmness and the loosing of inhibitions. He tells me to always becareful with how much i take, that I should always try about half a cap full, see my reaction, then try a bit more hours later. Never more within an hour if its not hitting me, as there are lots of things that can slow the reaction to it. So half a cap I take, him a full cap. We start to make out a bit, tweaking nipples, feeling each other up. About 15 minutes in, I can feel the g hitting me. I'm all warm and tingly. I tell Ace about my previous experience and how this is like it. He said molly can be the same, just depends. We really get back into, moving into a 69. His dick taste decilious, and we're both going to town on each other, gay porn playing in the background. We stop for a bit, and he asks if I'm ready for tina. He's already explained it all to me, and that we're gonna try smoking it. So he pulls out the pipe, loads it, and lights it. He instructs me to take slow puffs then one long one when I think I'm done. I do as he says, and after the last big hit, he grabs my face so we can shotgun. Oh man, the high. That initial high. So good. He then takes a hit, watching me as I start to tweak a bit. My nipples are hard and electric. My cock, not so much but horny as hell. I can feel the air around me. It was great. He shotguns me again, our tongues dancing back and forth. He pushes me back on the bed, putting down the pipe. He plays with my nipples, sucking them, biting them. He moved down to my cock and starts to suck it. I'm slightly getting hard, and he sees this, and explains about tina dick. He keeps on sucking, along with licking my balls and my ass. I moan. He hears this and pushes my legs back, and throws a pillow under me. He dives in, eating my ass. In between, he's asking me questions about my fantasies, my limits. By this point, I figured there's not much I can hold back. He's not scared or weirded out, he's on the same wavelength. He asks about if I've ever really been fucked, and I explain no, but god do I want it. He checks his phone and says that he wants to play more but can't really have company. I think about it and I offer him my last free hotel I have (due to my previous work). He's cool with that, and that helps pay for my portion of the supplies. So we get dressed, pack up his toys and such, and get a hotel nearby. It’s a nice suite (since that's what my points gave me), and we settle in. Hook up a laptop to the tv, thrown on some porn. Light up some more. He then suggests we clean out. He brought a shower hose, and he goes in first. Afterwards, he explains to me how it works, what to do. I spend some time cleaning out. After I come out, I notice that he's a bit off. Apparently while I was in the shower, he got a bad call from a friend, and was a bit down. He just suggested watching porn while he laid down for a bit. I pretty much spend the rest of my time high and horny, stroking off, using a few his toys to fuck myself. By morning, after he gets up, we pack everything up. He apologizes for what happened, and we part ways. (Yes, I know this one ends poorly.) Side-note: A few months later, we hook back up after I score just a small amount of Tina. I meet up at his place, get cleaned out, and we hit a cap of G. We do what little Tina I had, smoking a bit of it. I even get him to bootybump me a bit. We make out, suck each other, and then after he shows me some of his poppers, I ask him to fuck me. He lays me on my back, puts a pillow under my hips, and lubes me up. I've been fucked by a few guys during the time between our encounter and this, so I'm more used to fucking. He strokes off, tweaking his nipples, getting very rock hard. I hit the poppers, some strong stuff he's made, and I'm in heaven, as his cock slides into me. He gives me some time to adjust, going slow with easy strokes. He starts to go faster, as we make out and I tweak his nipples, which makes him growl and get hornier. After a few minutes, he's pounding my ass. I'm moaning, I'm swearing, I'm begging. He flips me over, ordering me on my hands and knees. I comply. He pushes my head down, as he pushes himself back in me, no pain, just pleasure. He keeps up his pace. He warns he's getting close, I'm fucking him back. He grunts, grabbing my hips hard, as he shoots in me, breeding me. We clean up, and the part ways. I try to hook up with him but he always declines. (more to come)

Nothing hotter than making eye contact, giving him a slight grin, or simply texting him " Sup?" from across the room while he's with his woman. One time I saw a FB with his wife at the mall. While she was shopping, I stood by him with my back turned, telling him how our last fuck session was so hot that I coulbn't stop thinking of him and I wanted to suck him off. He told his wife that he was gonna go find a restroom and five minutes later we were in my car with his cock down my throat. I was really just teasing him, bringing him close then backing off. I did this 2 or 3 times before I stopped. Told him if he wanted me to finish him off, to get at me later. He was pissed...left him with a raging hard on and balls blue as fuck, but I reminded him his lovely wife, the same wife that lets him fuck her friged soul once every full moon, never gives him head, and absolutely doesn't take it up the ass, is waiting for him. Later that night, while his wife was out with her friends, he came to relieve the pressure by hate fucking my hole three times. He told me never to leave him with blue balls again as his balls were backed up. Felt like he unloaded a gallon of cum up in me.

Just finished part 2. Posting soon. Hope you all enjoy it.

By: Orion5419 http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/HIS-TURN-GETTING-BREEDED-29200721 HIS TURN GETTING BREEDED A HARD California vid His FIRST BLACK DICK of a fan of my page from a small town just out side of San Fransisco California. Bradly (24 years old) Wanted a chance to Conqure my dick like its a mountain. the first day didn't go well so we went out and got some "help" and returned next week for a rematch!

Dear IAcollegeguy and others, You know what? I think I should go ahead and enjoy all the sex offered at this semi-private bareback orgy I'm going to. I know that we're all there for the same thing. The touching, the sucking, the rimming, and the fucking. There will be 2 slings and 2 fuck benches there. In that environment I feel totally connected and free to be my piggiest. I feel free to explore in a bareback environment. Right? Read1

Had a busy weekend in Anaheim at Gay Days. I'm a local and love the Gay Days weekends at Disneyland, so many hot horny men in town! Friday morning I woke up with a hard cock and my hole was twitching for a good fucking so I fired up Scruff. Found a hot 6'7" guy with a 7" cock who was hosting in his hotel room down the street from the parks. Turns out he is the promoter for a well known bear dance party and he's in town for their party Saturday night. I offer up my hole and send over a few pics of my beefy ass and he's in. I hop in the shower and do a thorough cleaning out before I head over, just in case he isn't the only dick I take today. I get to his hotel and we start to make out, I can taste ass and cum on his breath, apparently I wasn't the first hole he fucked that day! Fine by me, I love knowing that he's just as slutty as I am. A few minutes into making out and we are both naked, I drop to my knees and swallow his veiny cock, at least he washed that after his last fuck! After a bit of cock sucking he throws me on my back onto the unmade bed and pushes my legs back and toward my head. My knees are now parallel with my face and my ass is spread wide and exposed. After applying some lube, he aims his cock at my willing pink hole and pushed in, burring his 7" cock to the base in one stroke. I moaned in pleasure as he started to fuck me with long steady thrusts, increasing his speed and intensity with each inward stroke. He's starting to get verbal which I love and I'm moaning and begging for his load. He doesn't disappoint, I can feel his cock start to swell as he busts his nut deep into my ass, filling me with his hot cum. I stretch my legs and thanks him for the hot fuck as we dress. When I get back in my car to head home I'm even more horned up than when I got there so I pull up Scruff again and see a hot daddy/son couple I've been chatting with is online. "Just took a load, want to fuck in in deeper?" is all it takes and I'm on my way to their hotel a few blocks away. This hotel is a bit of a maze to navigate so it takes me 20 minutes just to find their room. I knock on the door and a big bear of a man opens it, dark skinned, black curly chest hair, handsome mustached face, my hole twitches! He invites me in and tells me that his boy will join us in a few. Fine by me, I want to get this man naked as soon as possible! We strip and he attacks me, we are making out, groping, and molesting each other. I hear the door open and in walks the son, he's asian/white mixed, late 20s, muscular but with the perfect amount of baby fat, just thick enough. I can tell we are going to have fun! He strips as well and we start to make out. Daddy takes this opportunity to suck my dick for a bit before he pushed his boy and me onto the bed. I'm on my knees, face buried in the boys crotch sucking his 7" perfectly smooth cock and daddy is eating my ass. "He must have shot a huge load into you, I can taste it" daddy says before shoving his tongue deeper into my chute. I moan around the boys cock and daddy replaces his tongue with his 6" mushroom head cock. As daddy pushes in boy says, "You like taking my dad's cock? I bet you do!" All I can do is moan my agreement. Daddy is starting to pick up the pace and I can tell he's loving my hole. "I might just need to add you to my family boy, fuck you every time I'm in town." daddy says, "Would you like a brother?" he asked the boy. The boy likes that idea and starts to fuck my face hard, making me gag a bit. As I gag my ass ring tightens and sends daddy over the edge, he shoots a big load up my hole, I can feel his cock pulsing and throbbing as he continues to fuck his cum into me. "My turn, I want to fuck my brother" says the boy and as soon as daddy pulls out my new brother slides his rock hard cock in. Daddy stand in front of me and I take his cock into my mouth, I can taste my ass juice and the 2 loads I've taken, my cock is hard and leaking now! Brother is not going to be outdone by my new daddy, he starts to lay into my ass with deep hard strokes, knocking the wind out of me. I moan and encourage him once I gain my breath, he's really pounding my ass! "You like your brothers cock up your ass?" he asks. "Yes brother, give it to me, I need your load, bud!" I pant between breaths. He continues to pound my hole for a good 25 minuted before I hear his breathing quicken and feel his cock start to pump stream after stream of hot cum into my willing ass! I collapse on the bed and can feel his cock still pulsing in me as he lays collapsed on my back. What a fuck! We catch our breath and chit chat a bit before daddy and son decide they are ready for another round. I happily obligee and after 2.5 hours leave their room with 4 loads! A good start to my weekend, took 11 loads in total, God, I love Gay Days!

Part XVIII I laid down on the bed and tried to think what I had been doing? I went to a bar to help a gay friend get his ass filled with as much poz cum as possible so he could join our other buddies like that. While there we had all gotten pretty drunk and me probably more so than the others. I know buddy had been in the so-called back room there and had taken a good dozen or more poz loads, but according to my friends, I had ended up joining him there and had also taken about that many loads in my STRAIGHT ass also. What the hell? Then to top it off, I was so drunk they basically had to pour me into a car which ended up at the poz guy's place from the parade we had been to. There, because I was so drunk and also pretty much passed out, they had stripped me and put me in his sling to sleep. While in that sling, several more guys had used my ass as a cum dump, all poz, all night long. Then guy who lived there got me out of the sling and into his bed and had again fucked me there. I had finally woke up in the late afternoon with his cock still in me and getting harder by the second and he had fucked me again and filled my hole more. Then buddies came in and fucked me and then into the night again, more and more. Now, here it was Sunday morning and I was just really coming around and finding out that I had, since Friday night, probably taken 50 or more, all poz, loads in my ass and had a butt plug in me holding it all in me. WOW My mind was completely blown away. My ass was sore as hell and since I had cum quite a few times myself, my own cock and balls were aching also. I had a lot to think about for sure. What do I do now? I know I loved my wife still and loved pussy but I just can't seem to resist cock now either and knowing it was poz just seemed to excite me all the more. I found myself craving more even now with my ass so sore I could hardly sit. I also know catching it is a life sentence but do I really want that or not? I don't have much time to decide as I had looked up the window for getting PeP and was at about 36 hours or so since my first exposure Friday night. I have to figure out what to do soon. It wasn't helping much as guys kept walking through the bedroom to the toilet, naked, and some with semi or fully hard cocks. I could also see them pass back and forth in the hallway at times too. Just seeing a cock now had me excited and more in need of one. I shouldn't until I can think straight and figure out my total feelings. Should I just embrace what I am doing and keep getting fucked and become poz or get the hell out of there and get to the doc and get it hopefully stopped. What a decision for a guy who had never even thought about sex with another guy until the pride parade and now, wow, how many cocks and loads had been in me since. 70, 80, nobody really had an exact amount, but had to be a hell of a bunch for a STRAIGHT guy. LOL I couldn't find my clothes but did find a pair of cut off jean shorts that fit pretty well. Put them on and headed out of the bedroom to check the house out and see if I could get at least a piece of toast to eat as I hadn't eaten since Friday supper and now it was Sunday noon or close to it. I found the stairs and went down. I found out the bottom seemed to be just off of the livingroom. I entered there and could see another opening into what looked to be the dining room and headed that way thinking it was probably closer to the kitchen anyway. As I entered the dining room I heard a noise coming from my right and turned that way to look. I could see another open doorway and headed towards it to see if someone could direct me to the kitchen. I got to the doorway and found there was a quite large room beyond it and it seemed to be set up for one thing only, SEX. There was the sling I was learning to know so well, a bench of some kind, straps and chains seem to be hooked to the wall on one side and on the far end of the room were shelves that looked from where I was to be loaded up with about every type of sex toy you could imagine. This was not the only thing. There were at least a dozen guys in there and all doing some form of sex with each other. I was able to recognize a couple of my work friends and then spotted the owner and bud from the parade. Just as I spotted him and he saw me, I felt a hand from behind me grab my ass and work it's way up the leg of the shorts to my hole in nothing flat. I turned to see who and it was the guy from the parade who had originally popped my anal cherry. He smiled and said hi, that ass still looks and feels so good I couldn't resist touching. We both laughed a little. The owner made his way over to us then and wanted to know if I was ready for some more play? I told him no, I was hoping to get him to let me get a bite to eat as I was starving. He grinned and told me he had something to feed me, but told me to just follow him. He was laughing at his own joke but led me to the kitchen. He asked what I wanted and I told him that anything would do, I just needed something in my stomach. He told me I had to have had something in there as he was sure I had swallowed a few loads also. He rummage in his fridge and came up with sausage and eggs and asked if that would be good. I told him that looked great to me. He started fixing them and put some bread in to toast. Didn't take long and we were both sitting on his pation eating an extremely great meal. As we ate we talked. He told me he could tell I was conflicted, it showed in my face. I agreed and told him I had no idea what to do. What I was becoming or anything? He told me he had been that way a few years ago also. He had dated women and then, like me had got drunk at the 'wrong' time? He had been fucked by three poz guys and had not realized what it meant at the time and there was no PEP then either. He had definitely got the socalled normal fuck flu and finally had gotten tested to find out he was poz. He had no idea either what to do but after thinking about it for a while had decided he liked the gay play more than pussy and went with it ever since. He also fantastically enjoyed pozzing others and found out he was having the best sex he had ever had now. He also explained that it might not be for everyone. Some guys totally freaked about it and never recovered fully. Some were soso about it and then there were the, actually, few, like him, who embraced it fully and went for it and enjoyed every minute of it. He told me he had tried meds before but some side effects he didn't like and went off of them for long periods and spread his viral load a lot during those times and then would go back until undectable again. I told him he was right, I was conflicted terribly about it. I found I loved being fucked by a lot of guys and finding them poz got me so worked up I could hardly sit still, but, at the same time I was married and didn't want to be poz either. I told him this whole damn conversation kept me worked up even and my damn cock was right this minute hard as a rock talking about it. What the hell should I do? He told me he had no answer really as it had to be my own decision about what was right for me. He then said he would love to help me get rid of that 'hard' distraction though. We both laughed good then, which kind of helped take the edge off of the talk. He then slid off of his chair and under the table and before I knew it my cock was swallowed down his throat as he started to suck me. I almost came unglued it felt so good. He sucked me for a bit and then slid my chair back more and all at once picked me up without losing my cock out of his mouth and then set me down on one of the chaise loungers on the patio. He continued to suck me and it did not take long before I felt my balls churn and I was erupting down his throat. As I was finishing cumming and before I, again, knew what was up, he all at once pushed me further up on the seat and lifted my legs up onto his shoulders and plunged his own cock deep into my ass in one thrust. I was caught off guard and groaned as that huge cock rammed all the way into me and then he was pounding my sore hole hard. In only about 10 minutes he ground his cock in as deep as he could push it and I felt it throbbing as he pumped another load of his charged cum deep inside me. As we both caught our breath, he told me to now start thinking about what I wanted to do and let him know soon. He then got up and went inside leaving me laying there trying to think and not being able to form a cohesive thought even. WOW WHAT THE HELL TO DO?

HELL YES!

[Moderator's Note: This story was edited so it uses the words HIV and AIDS correctly.] Note: This story is FICTION. It DID NOT HAPPEN. Enjoy ************************************************************************************************************************************ "I want to give you my HIV, now." The email was from, AIDSGftr, a new guy on BBRT. He had appeared just a couple of weeks earlier, and I noticed geo locator showed him to be just 300 feet from my place. I'd never emailed him, but thought he was hot: he was obviously sick, wasted, an AIDS belly, a few Kaposi's lesions. Looking at his pics made my asshole ache for his deadly cum. His profile said he had never been on meds, was recently diagnosed with AIDS and he got off on infecting neg bottoms. I was still neg, even after taking several loads I knew were high viral load, and, of course, having taken numerous anonymous loads. This guy looked to be my chance to take an AIDS load, to get the infection I craved. I knew there was a 1 in 70 chance of infection with each fuck from a regular high viral load poz top, and I wondered if taking a load from a guy who had been diagnosed as actually having AIDS would mean certain infection. I hammered out a reply and hit send. "Yes. Where?" "The big apartment building half a block east of you. Ground floor, corner unit, will be waiting in patio. Hurry." "On the way. Five minutes." I pulled on a coat and shoes, grabbed my keys and was out the door in less than a minute, cock rigid, oozing and about to blow. Was I really, at long last, about to take an AIDS load? It was 206 steps from my door to his patio. I made it in three minutes. He was waiting in the open door to his place, naked, hard cock jutting out, sipping on a beer. I walked up to him, he turned stepped aside and motioned me in. I stood looking as he smiled at me and stroked his cock. It was beautiful, long, thick, hard, perfectly formed - the perfect weapon to fill me with death cum and infect me with AIDS. He pointed at the back of a couch and set the beer down. "Bend over, pants down. You still neg?" I nodded and obeyed, my heart about to explode, and reached back to spread my cheeks. He looked disgusting, obviously very sick, but I needed his disease bad. To my shame I whimpered as I felt his cock smear precum on my hole. I getting HIV virus in me! "You want my HIV, my disease, you want that?" "Yes, god, yes, give it to me, give me your HIV!" "Oh, yeah bitch, gonna give it to you, gonna pump a load of my death cum in your guts, right now. I've infected three men that I know off, you'll be number four. You want that? You want my HIV?" "Yes, fuck yes. Please, give it to me, infect me now. Please infect me, give your HIV!" "Okey dokey, one more infected bugchaser, coming right up." He grunted and shoved hard, I squealed as his diseased cock slammed deep into my ass and he pumped away frantically. Four pumps and he shoved in hard and grunted into my ear "Fuck, bitch, fuck! Pozzing you, bitch, cumming in your ass, bitch, knocking you up, infecting you good! You gonna be one HIV infected dick sucker!" A warm flood filled my guts as he ejaculated. I convulsed with the hardest orgasm of my life. He humped into me spasmodically, gasping as he pumped his HIV-laden cum into my ass. My cock kept jerking and squirting and I wondered if I had been infected. Had he ripped me open when he shoved in without lube? I could feel my ass burning. Was I bleeding? If I was, his virus had a direct route into my bloodstream. Was this the time? Would I convert? I hoped so. We slid to the floor and lay flat, breathing hard. I wiped my ass with my hand and sniffed, then licked. Cum and ass juice, no red streaks. Was there a slight coppery taste? If I was bleeding there was no way he hadn't infected me. I bent over his crotch and swallowed his still hard cock. More cum, some ass juice. No taste of blood. He was ready very quickly. He flipped me over and spread my legs, dove in and licked and sucked my ass. I moaned as his tongue wormed up my newly pozzed hole, knowing he was about to mount me and pump another load of death deep in my guts. As he mounted me again, I groaned with pleasure, and this time he slid in with no trace of burn. My neg ass was well lubed by his poison cum. He pumped me slowly, pulling out and plunging in repeatedly, stroking deeply, not quite long enough to bump my sphincter but plenty thick enough to feel incredible. I moaned and fucked him back, eager for infection. "Fuck my neg ass, yeah, fuck, infect my neg ass, yeah, give me your HIV, infect me good. Do it, fuck me, pump me full of death cum! Give me HIV!" He slammed in hard, humping me deep and moaned "Fuck yeah, bitch, gonna poz you good you bugchasing bitch, gonna infect you good! Mmm, yeah, fuck yeah, bitch, gonna fuck you full of my HIV juice!" He slammed in hard and fast and held it deep. His cock pulsed and hot semen squirted into my guts. More toxic cum, more HIV pumped deep into me. "Fuck, bitch, yeah, you're getting it now, giving you my bug, bitch, giving you my HIV, bitch, you're one infected faggot now, giving you my HIV!" I lay back breathing hard, my asshole pleasantly sore, feeling his toxic semen ooze out of me. No more doubts. I wanted more. I wanted him to infect with HIV. I leaned over and swallowed his cock again, savoring the taste of semen and ass juice. Two poz loads in my guts - so far. I hoped he was up for more. Would I be infected with HIV before I left? He moaned and pushed me off his cock. I lay back and smiled, feeling his cum run out of my ass. Had he already infected me, or was that wishful thinking? "Damn, that was good, you're a hot piece of ass. I never fucked a man who begged for my death cum like you. That was hot, knowing you want to get infected from that fuck." "I do, I wanted poz cum in my butt, I want HIV in me, as much as I can get." "Well, you got some. I've been full blown for a while. My doctor warned me that if I had unprotected sex with a guy, I would likely infect him. Hope you're really okay with that." I was. There was no question what I wanted. "Yes, I am. I want your bug, I want you to infect me with HIV." "That's good, I'm gonna give it to you. You up for another fuck?" "Hell, yes! Let's make sure you infect me. Plus, that big dick of yours feels incredible in my ass." "Give me a minute, I'll breed you again. Mmm, do me a favor?" "Sure." "Don't fuck anybody but me until you test poz?" "Sure thing, as long as you keep pumping my guts full of your HIV, I'm your bitch. Anytime you want my ass, you got it." He fucked me twice more that night. I finally waddled home about 4:00 AM, my asshole raw, bleeding and leaking semen. In the next two weeks he screwed me at least once a day. My ass stayed raw, my shorts spotted with blood until I came down with the flu. When I was able he gave me a ride to the clinic. I was poz. Another dicksucker successfully infected with HIV.

MY FIRST EVER VISIT TO A GAY SAUNA PART I I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my slender waist. It had taken a while to clean me out properly, but I didn't want to take any risks on my first ever visit to a gay sauna. Now I was squeaky-clean on the inside up to my chin. Well, almost up to my chin. I was nervous as hell and tried to calm myself down. Don't worry. The worst thing that can happen to you is that they throw you out of the sauna the moment you cross the threshold. And you know that chances are high that this moron Chris was just telling stories. One week ago Chris, a boy from the neighborhood, had come over for one of our regular jerk off sessions. He kept bragging about sneaking into a gay sauna and finally dared me to try the same. I knew that he was most probably lying, but I just couldn't let him call me a pussy. I moved over to my bedroom and stopped in front of my mirrored wardrobe to take a look around. A while ago, I got tired of my old Transformers wallpaper. Don't get me wrong, I loved it, at least in the beginning, but I guess I'd just grown out of this stuff. So I did my best to hide it with posters showing my favourite soccer players - most of them shirtless- and now the walls were covered with pictures of Christiano Ronaldo and David Beckham. He'd always been my favourite. Can't tell you how many times I jerked off thinking of Becks' perfect abs. I even managed to get a Freddie Ljungberg poster, one of those he did for CK, you know. Love his chiselled cheekbones. The walls were plastered with half-naked men. I took in the scenery. Hard to believe my parents never suspected anything. Well, maybe they did. But this was not the time to worry about that. I had other things to do. My parents were gone for the weekend, leaving the house to me, and I was going to make the most of it. I turned back to the wardrobe, watching my reflection on the mirrored doors intently, running my hands over my flat tummy, my fingers circling the compartments of my sixpack, then trailing down the deep middle cleft until they reached my cute belly button. I grinned. Becks, you better watch out. Dropping the towel, I turned around and grabbed my firm asscheeks, pulling them apart to reveal my hairless crack and pink hole. It was reddened and gaped slightly after the thorough enema . Very nice, I thought, but this is not gonna get you inside. The problem was my face. No, I'm no troll, thank you! But one look at my face convinced me that this was not going to work like this. My mom has always called me her little imp and with those pouty lips, green eyes, snub nose and the mop of red curly hair, I looked just a tad too cute and innocent for my purpose. Maybe a baseball cap would do the job. Well, at least it covered most of those curls and the peak shadowed my face. Pull it down some more, no time for vanity here. And now give me a stern look, I know you can do it. I tried to look as mean as I could. I really did, but my pathetic attempts just had me snorting with laughter. Well, fuck it. Then the cap will have to suffice. Now get dressed. No, not that shirt. No Transformers today. Better borrow some stuff from Dad's wardrobe, and put it back before he knows what happened. And here I was, standing in a narrow side street, the iron door to the gay sauna just across from me. No idea if this was intended, but it sure looked intimidating to me. I checked left and right. No one around, so if you really want it, then this is the time. I crossed the street and stopped in front of the grey door. My hands were sweating profusely. Ring the bell, moron. The sudden sound of the buzzer made me jump. Push. I pushed. The reception was not nearly as run-down as the outside had promised. Or as depraved as I had expected. Disappointment crept into my mind. This didn't look like the den of iniquity from Chris' story. Not at all. Actually, it looked more like the kitchen of a hospital or something: chrome and white tiles everywhere. "Can I help you?" asked a deep, friendly voice. I jumped again. From across the tiled counter, a tall, muscular man in his 40s or maybe 50s was looking at me, his intense grey eyes scanning my body, trying to size me up. Being only 5' 7'' myself, most guys seem tall to me, but this specimen easily measured 6' 4''. And he was packing muscles. Broad shoulders, narrow waist, impressive pecs that stretched the fabric of his muscle shirt nicely. What struck me most was that though very muscular, he still looked lean, more like a long-distance runner than a body-builder. There was not an ounce of fat on him and thick veins travelled down his forearms and onto the back of his big hands. His face looked ascetic, almost like that of a hermit. Piercing grey eyes deep in their sockets, overshadowed by bushy eyebrows, prominent cheekbones and somewhat hollow cheeks. He was bald, but the rest of his body more than made up for the lack of hair on top of his head. The lower half of his face was covered by a neatly trimmed beard, black with some grey in it, accompanied by a bushy mustache long enough to hide his lips from my view. There was a dense layer of coarse salt-and-pepper fur on his pecs as well and his strong arms were hairy all over, from his wrists up to his shoulders. His shirt was damp from the warm, humid air and clang to the guy's skin, clearly showing the outlines of his big, pointy nipples. There were sweat marks at the armholes and suddenly I realized that I could actually smell his rich, manly scent. My hole twitched in response and, as if sensing my thoughts, the guy whose face had been totally free of expression until now smirked at me, showing his big, white teeth for the first time. "Hi, my name's Harry. So again, can I help you?" With that he reached out his big, furry paw. I took a deep breath. Ok, now don't ruin it. Deep voice, stern look. I stepped up to the counter and we shook hands. "Nice to meet you, I'm Kevin," I said in my deepest voice. Stern look, I reminded myself. That's when I realized that from my new position closer to the counter I had a perfect view of his tight-fitting gym shorts and the huge bulge they tried to conceal. I had seen a cock or two before. Well, three actually. But those had been the dicks of boys my own age and whatever was waiting behind this thin layer of cotton went far beyond my limited experience. I stared. I gawked. Maybe I even salivated, but I can't tell for sure. My recollection is somewhat blurred. "Your first time in here?", Harry asked with an amused tone in his voice. "Hm?" I clearly had my mind on other things. I was staring at his crotch and it must have felt the attention, because the bulge was heaving , shifting and finally snaking down the leg of his adidas shorts. I licked my lips absent-mindedly. The tip of his cock would be appearing any second now. That's when Harry coughed loudly. My head shot up and I blushed. Moron, moron, moron. Congratulations, well done. Your gonna get yourself kicked out of here. "Your first time in here? Don't think you've been here before, at least not on my shift. A cutie like you wouldn't have escaped my attention." He winked at me and I cracked a smile. So much about the stern look, moron. I blushed again. "But this might not be your day of the week" Harry added questioningly. "We're having our 'Twinks Night' on Saturdays, so maybe you'd rather wait until the weekend instead. At the moment there's quite a lot of business in there" he motioned to the door next to the counter that apparently led to the locker room and whatever was waiting behind it. "But it's mostly guys like me, you know, old and hairy and bearded and most of us are...well, don't mind, so if that's not what you came here for...", his voice trailed off. "Nooo", I said, maybe a little too enthusiastically. "If all of them are only half as hot as...uh, I mean...I really like older guys...like you." Harry gave me one last, questioning look, as if he was mulling something over inside his head, but then he shrugged it off and guided me through the procedure, handed me a towel, a pair of flip-flops and the key to my locker. "You find little sachets of lube over there. Condoms, too, if need be." I nodded my head fiercely. Finally something I was 100% sure of in these strange surroundings. After all we'd discussed that at school more than once. "You should always use condoms", I said with deep conviction. He just shrugged his shoulders. "Most guys in here don't think so. Fucking feels way better without a rubber, they say." They don't use condoms? I was honestly shocked. But Harry interrupted my thoughts. "Listen, Kevin. My shift is ending in 20 minutes. My buddy Carl should be arriving any minute to replace me. What about I give you the tour and show you around a bit once I'm off duty?" I think, he must have misinterpreted my incredulous look, because he raised one of his furry eyebrows. "Only if you want me to, of course." I gulped. Keep it cool, don't seem too eager, moron. "Sure, that would be nice." "Okay, when you exit the locker room, you gotta turn right and follow the hallway until you reach the jacuzzi. Why don't you get inside the tub and relax for a while and I'll meet you there as soon as Carl arrives. I nodded my approval, grabbed my stuff and entered the locker room. As soon as Harry was out of sight, I slumped against the wall and exhaled deeply. I was inside the sauna and no one had asked for my ID. Not even mentioned it. A smile of relief spread across my face, slowly turning into a broad grin. Harry would join me in the tub and maybe he'd do a lot more with me... When the boy disappeared behind the corner, Harry reached under the counter and produced a bottle of lubricant and a Ziploc filled with a white powder. The lube had already been laced with T, but in this case he'd better increase the dose. Kevin was cute as a button, but the kid seemed way to strict about safer sex. Harry couldn't stand fundamentalists. Sometimes they just needed to be outwitted. When Carl, a goateed redhead in his mid-40s with a burly, hirsute body and a fat, veiny cock, finally arrived, Harry was leaning against the counter, staring into the air with a wicked grin all across his face . "Hey, Harry, what's up?" Carl yelled to shake his colleague out of his daydream. The two men greated each other with a big bear-hug. They'd been buddies for almost two decades now and over the years they had shared quite a number of boy-bottoms. Or at least for the first fifteen years of their friendship. This came to a sudden halt, when first Carl and later Harry as well were tested HIV-positive. While HAART had no side effects on Carl, Harry's libido pretty much zeroed. He just couldn't get it up anymore. And watching Carl fucking a boy and licking his buddy's poz-cum from the kid's gaping boycunt afterwards didn't seem to make for a long-distance solution. Their relationship deteriorated day by day and when they stopped talking to each other completely, they realized that there was only one alternative that worked for them. The next morning both men stopped taking their meds. And never looked back. Not only had their sex life gone back to normal. The two of them seemed to be hornier than ever before in their life. Sometimes the mere thought of what was brewing inside their balls brought them close to the edge of cumming. Harry had always been a "dripper," but making an unaware teenboy beg for his load had him dripping toxic precum like your proverbial faucet. And the knowing look on Harry's face when the boyhole started making those telltale squishy noises every time he rammed his fat cock home was just priceless. Happy like a pig in the mud. How Carl had longed to see his buddy like this during the difficult years. Harry was all that counted for him, fuck the boys. Literally. PART II in the making (let me know which direction you'd like the story to take)

So this is a controversial fantasy of mine but Id love to be knocked out and fucked. I've been in a chokehold (which is hot af) but that lasts only a few minutes. I'm looking for a method thats little stronger. Then you fuck & breed me ... maybe invite friends while I'm unconscious. Either way let me know what methods I should look into . Thanks

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

The next few entries are going to cover my very recent trip to Berlin. I stayed in Schoneberg for 5 night, I'm typing this as I've just got back my ass and cock are still tender and the memories are still fresh. I fly in to Berlin during the day and get to my apartment in less than an hour, it's a nice apartment with a great price, at first I couldn't believe it but I booked through ebab(a breedingzone user's suggestion) the week before I flew to Berlin I looked through both recon and bbrt to make up a top-do fucklist, I can now say that I never met one person from that list. I decided to take it easy for the first night so I looked at some of the tamer gay restaurants and bars in schoneberg. I came across one place that had a few people scattered throughout the bar, I sit up at the bar and politely ask "Sprechen Sie Englisch?" "A liddle?" the barman replies, he is very slim twinkish type who through some conversation, learned that he was from Prague and a singer, I casually asked him about the places in the surrounding area. "Well Toms is good for drinking and sex downstairs, there's New Action, next to that is the Bull, but don't go there, it's nasty. Everyone has AIDS" I can't get across tone in text form but if you could hear the disgust in his voice when he mentioned The Bull and his facial expression it might make you as uncomfortable as I was. Here's a guy who has no idea who he is talking to in Berlin, in the gay area and he says something like that to a stranger. One of his many favourite songs come on the radio and he begins to clap dance and wave his arms about while singing alone, putting on his own little show for the uninterested patrons, who seem like they've seen it all before. I finish my drink, and leave. I walk down to Cafe Heile Welt and head inside, it's a swank fancy bar, chilled out and full of guys and girls. The bar is full but there are some seats close by. As I sip on my third beer, I look around to see what kind of folk drinks here, seems to be the kind of folk who just out of the office, not exactly people I relate to. Then some older Italian gentleman at the bar raises his glass to toast me, I raise mine in return. We start talking, and he offers me a drink. After a while he leans in and start kissing, then he works his way to my neck(which I love) I grab at his crotch and he has a fat piece, he tell me to follow him to the toilet. He gets up and leaves. I get up after him, and as I walk in he is pissing into the urinal. He looks surprised that I followed him, maybe I misheard him. He shakes the last few drops of piss from his dick, it's a nice size, and looks semi-erect. He gives me a look and then looks down at his cock. I squat down and start sucking, I can taste the few drops of beer that leak out of his slit onto my tongue, and swallow him down to the balls, he pushes my head into his groin so hard that he stumbles back a little when my weight leans forward, he pulls his cock out, the only thing connecting us is the thick string of spit from my lips to his dick. "Would you like to finish your drink and come to mine?" "Yes please" I answer. I wasnt exactly searching for sex on the first night, but hey, I was ready for it. "Do you have poppers?" "I can get some" We walk up the street and he runs into a bar called Schuene to get poppers. I wait outside, as the door swings back open I can see from a glance that the place is a lot sleazier that the bars Ive seen so far. What lay ahead? I wondered. We get back to his nice apartment, and strip off and kiss, I suck his cock some more, as it grows I realise exactly what I'm in for. Oh dear. He puts me in the doggy position, a position I've never been most comfortable being fucked in for some reason, always makes me feel like I need to pee, but I go with it. Luckily he applies lube first, then slowly pushes it in, which catches my breath. Prior to this I hadn't been fucked for a month or two. It slid in and stayed deep for a while until my ass adjusted to it's girth, then he begins to fuck. Before long my legs are over my head and he's drilling my stretched hole. No mention of a condom and I didn't even go to the Bull, so much for that barman's skewed sense of how sex works. I moan in pleasure, "Do you want poppers?" I had totally forgotten about the poppers, was having too much fun. I take a deep hit from the freshly opened bottle, woah these are strong. I feel the thumping of my heart rate increasing. He starts to drive down harder, I feel his balls slapping my ass. So hot! I grip his hips and pull him into me, and deep and hard as I can. He spins me over onto my stomach, slams his cock into me all the way, wraps one arm around my neck and opens the poppers. Holding them under my nose as he grinds away inside me. The strength of the poppers is making me foggy and I begin to fade. He slams harder and faster as I go limp, my hole finally gives away and takes his pounding with no resistance. He moans, groans, and grunts and shoots ones right up into my guts. I pass out with exhaustion and popper rush. I feel tingling in my legs and come to. He pushes his fingers up into my hole, and then his knuckles really working his cum up in there. I turn around and kiss him then squeeze the last few drops of cum from his cock into my mouth. We sleep, go for brunch the next day and exchange numbers... By the time I got back to my apartment it was nearly evening, which meant it was time to get ready for a night out on the town. I wanted to check out TOM's, so I get ready and head out at about 10PM. I enter the club, there is a bar to my right and coat check to my left, there are a handful of people sitting at the bar and one of two guys on the benches opposite. I perch myself on the barstool and grab a beer. One or two overly confident scantily dressed guys pace the bar area cruising for someone to take downstairs into the darkroom. Two Arabs sitting next to me at the bar strike up a conversation with me. They are both thin and approx early thirties. One guy takes a shine to me and tells me all about himself, I'm not too interested and try to look for some other dudes while being polite. He tells me his fetish is feet and guys stomping food and making him(as a slave) eat it from the sole of their shoe. "To each his own" I thought. It's a relatively safe fetish compared to some of the activities I've gotten up too. "Can I lick your feet please?" he asks me. "Aaah it's not really my thing, I'm more bottom" at this point I'm ready to check out another section of the bar. He keeps pleading with me to just try it, then his friend also asks. There is only so many times I can say no, so I tell him just a few minutes. His face lights up. "Ok let me take you to the dark rooms". The dark rooms in Tom's are, well, dark. A pitch black maze, with audible groans and slapping and rutting going on. This gets me hard immediately. I have no interest in the guy I'm with or the kink he's into, but my imagination is running wild with the thoughts of sex I could be having. He leads me into a seated area and I take a seat. He then squats down and grabs my right foot and takes a large lick of the sole of my boot. God only knows what I've been stepping in down here, this guy is doing something I simply couldn't. But he's really getting into it, I push my left foot against his crotch to feel a hard lump. He then pulls off my boot and smells inside, all the while pushing my other foot harder against his dick. He then presses my (white) socked foot against his face and breathes in deep, just like he is taking a hit of poppers. I start to get into it, and I'm becoming aroused. He opens up wide and swallows all of my toes, pushes on my heel to get my foot deep in his mouth and makes himself gag on my foot. The idea of wet socks for the rest of the night is loosing appeal to me. So I tell him to take them off, he does this with pleasure. I then get the most awesome tongue bath I've every had, never experienced this before but woah, it's a hot feeling. After drenching both my feet in his saliva, I'm feeling horny as fuck. So I grab his head and bury it in my crotch, grinding on his mouth and nose and just generally humping his face. Before things can get interesting, his friend finds him and complains he's bored. At this point both men start arguing in a very camp annoying way. "Fuck this" I think, I'm going to The Bull. The Bull is a 5 minute walk from TOM's, I buy a bottle of Rush from behind the bar and make my way down. I get there and it seems from the outside like a very nondescript bar. My heart starts to thump, it's a similar feeling to that I got before I entered my first gay bar in New York. How far I've come since those days, what a difference a year makes, huh? I build up the courage and enter the bar. It's a small bar, dive like, with different porn playing on each TV all bareback, all raunchy. I check my coat in and buy an energy drink. I've had enough beer and need my energy up. There was about 3 people at the bar, so I went straight ahead to the back room. It had an area where people slept, I later learned this bar stays open 24/7 so people can nap off the alcohol or whatever other chemicals were coursing through their veins. There was a fuck bench, a sling, and a benched area all around with guys sitting jerking off. I walk around the backroom advertising myself to those who look like tops. One older muscled guy see's me and calls me over, he is sitting down playing with his soft cock, fully nude. I stand in front of him and he pulls up my t-shirt and kisses my stomach. Then forces me down to his crotch and slowly positions my face in between his balls and inner thigh. I begin to kiss him. Then move to his balls, they are nicely scented low hangers, I swallow both and look up to see his face, he nods in approval then pushes his soft cock in with both balls, so his genitals are resting deep in my mouth. I fondle everything with my tongue, and feel his cock swelling, I then work his cock. He likes me swallowing it deep, which I love also. When I eventually come up for air I get a whack across the face, and he pushes my head back down on to his cock and thrusts like hell. His dick is still only semi-erect so it's easy to take down my throat, it feels nice as it's large but soft. I come up for air and met with another hard smack across the face. He speaks something in German, "Ich spreche kein deutsch" I tell him, "You like?" he asks in a deep manly voice. I nod "yes". He turns me around so I'm facing away from him, then bends me over. He pushes his semi-hard cock against my hole, I try to push out to allow him to enter me, it bends against my hole then eventually pops in. He begins to fuck his soft dick into me deep and rough. He is quite aggressive, I start to wonder if it's because of his lack of erection. His eyes seem a little spaced, I wouldn't be surprised if he had taken something. This seems like the kind of place, plus at this stage it's early morning, and all the freaks are out He pulls out and makes me suck him again. I do my very best to make him grow inside my mouth but it isn't happening. I feel two hands take me from behind as I'm working this soft cock. The person takes off all my clothes, then penetrates me with two fingers. The cock in my mouth is swelling again. He flips me around, and jams it in again, there is a large black guy in front of me wagging his cock. I swallow it down like a good boy. I try to concentrate on both giving good head and squeezing his friends cock with my hole. I get a few hard spankings from both guys as I do my thing. I take a huff from my bottle of rush. I start to realise the sleaziness of the situation, it drives me wild, I love being used, and think of the mentality of the tops using me. It turns me on further. The white guy pulls out and his cock is still only semi erect. He shoves my head down to take care of it. I then feel the black dude at my back door, his dick really hurts going in, I take another large hit, I feel his dick press against my bladder, it's uncomfortable. I'm taken away from the sitting soft German by the large black guy. He throws me in the sling. Then enters me slow. I take another hit, I feel pretty high. He grunts and groans as his dick slams against my insides. I feel like my inner organs are being shifted around, I really want him to stop but don't want to pussy out. "This is what you wanted" I tell myself, "This is why you came to Berlin, so take it!" As I'm being skewered by this big black man he sticks his fingers in my mouth and grips my jaw, like a handle, and fires off like he's about to cum. He cums, groans and collapses on top of me. He pats me on the face to indicate a job well down. As his dick leaves my holes I feel some of the cum seep out and down my back, between me and the sling. I reach under to feel some and smell it, it's a strong cummy smell. As the black guy leaves a filthy looking skinhead parks himself right at my hole at the base of the sling. He slaps my open hole with his fat cock, it's not as large as the black guys, which makes me happy, as I get a break. This guy looks fucked, jaw is gurning, glassy eyes, piercings on his face, tattoos, very sleazy, very hot. He has a large metal cock ring at the base of his cock and balls. He slides his dick in with ease. It makes me tingle, I take another hit of poppers. My heart thumps in sync with the loud dance music(I guess that's why they play it) without hesitation he penetrates me deep, pushes against my ass hard, I feel the metal ring enter me, it's so fucking hot. He fucks away, balls slapping, he's dripping sweat on me, this guy is high and loving being inside my ass, and I'm loving it too. He pulls me into him, and we make-out, he tongues me deep. He grips both hands around my throat and squeezes. I get tunnel vision, sound becomes distorted. I wake up in the sling. The skinhead is fucking me like crazy whilst pushing down hard on my stomach, I feel the stinging pain that I have to pee. He's trying to get me to piss myself. But I simply can't. I ask him to stop, he does. "Would you like to go to my apartment?" he asks me in a strong German accent. I accept the invite. I pick up my clothes from the dirty floor, and get dressed, we head out into the daylight, it's blinding, the skinhead is dressed entirely in leather, he looks like a comic book character. I'm very turned on. He brings me back to his place. The more I'm with him, the more I notice how incredibly high he is. We get back to his and I strip off, he throws me on his couch and pushes my legs behind my head. He enters me dry, no lube, no prep. Slowly pushing himself deeper into me until it reached the cold metal of his cock ring. After some fucking, he takes his dick out, and presses both of his large smooth balls against my hole, he tries sitting down so they will go in. I push out hard to open my hole, some more of the black guy's cum pours out "Oh yaaah geile!" his balls slide into my ass. The feeling is incredible, it brings me directly back to new york during the meth binge. Only I'm not on meth, and I don't want to be either, I've achieve that level of horniness without the use of drugs. He fucks me for an hour or so more, as deep and as hard as possible, my hole has totally submitted it just craves cock hard fast deep. We both collapse on the couch in a sweaty pile. "Did you cum?" I ask, expecting the answer to be no on the count of the drugs. He smiles, "Three times". Hell yeah. Just what I needed to hear. I'm tingling and exhausted, I fall asleep for a few hours and wake up covered by a blanket with him sitting next to me watching TV. What a nice dude, for such a sleaze ball(like myself lol) He gives me his PlanetRomeo handle and I get stepping, it's a surprisingly short walk back to my apartment, I'm spent. I get into the shower and push out a healthy load of cum. I'm on cloud 9, I've decided I need to be here. This was a nice introduction to The Bull but the best was yet to come. "Ich liebe Berlin!"

I use oil or heavy silicone gel/lube when wearing it for hours or sleeping with one in me. I like to have one in me for at least an hour before being fucked so the top(s) can get their cock(s) in me ASAP, only taking it out right before they shove their dick in me. My record for wearing one was 12 hours. I was fucking around with a really thick top all weekend and needed my hole to be really loosened up between fuck sessions while he was away at work...plus it was feally hot to keep his man essence in me so my pussy walls could absorb his DNA.

I also just recently had sex with a poz guy for the first time. he indicated that he was no on any type of medication. i cannot get the intensity of that sex out of my mind. i have never had a time like that. now, it is all i can do to function normally and not just crave more and more of this taboo sex. hopefully, i can follow this first one up with many more.

First year at college has been a blast and after a pretty closeted life finally getting to try some as a gay kid finally getting to try some stuff lost my virginity to a guy I met in my bio class went to his dorm made out alot and got to some serious sucking and when he started fingering my hole I shot my load down his throat. After swallowing we made out more as he kept fingering me and i ended up on my back legs up on his shoulders as he tried to work his cock into me - after a couple pushes got it all the way in pushed my legs against my chest and pounded me hard and steady. When the time came he pushed in deep and dumped his load inside me. After I regained my senses we made out more and he ended up fucking me again doggie this time also ended with him dropping his nut inside me. Can;s wait till the next time

It doesn't happen too often but I like taking anon dick and cum up my hole, no strings, no bs, no hassle. Once had a long-term fuckbuddy who wanted to fuck me then have someone breed me anonymously. He set it up at his place, we started going at it while we waited for the anon top to arrive. My fb was fucking me when anon arrived. Room was a little dark and I faced away, my fb kept telling me he couldn't wait to see me take anon's big dick and use me. FB blindfolded me while his dick was in my ass, I sucked on anon a little and felt him growing in my mouth--fat dick. FB came up my ass then anon slid into me. Kept fucking me and it was uncomfortable. He kept talking trash saying degrading things like I'm just a cumhole to use and fill, I would let anyone fuck me, etc. He said he wanted to look at my face when he came and spun me around so I was on my back. As he was about to cum I could feel his dick harden and go faster. My FB pulled the blindfold off my eyes right before anon came up my ass and this homely hairy guy was plowing me spewing cum up my guts, laughing and saying how you like getting bred by a troll. I'm not sure I'd call him that but I doubt I'd stop and pick him to fuck me usually. His dick was hurting as he fucked hard but there was something hot about this scene. He said he wanted to use me again but never did. FB bred me shortly after this, again in the morning saying how wet and slimy my hole felt. Cum kept leaking out from the fuck.

@denVERScub when will we get to enjoy the next chapter of this incredibly HOT story?

About a decade ago I met a guy in a cruising bar at night. He was hot, fucked me good and flooded my ass with two loads. The next morning, I had his loads still inside me, I was walking with my 12 y.o. son and his baby brother in a stroller in a park when I ran into him. He was shocked seeing me with children, he had no clue that I could be other that a gay bottom slut. I said hello to him and he greeted back with a huge smile.

FUCKEN HOT.....sure hope that xtube doesn't shut him down....FUCK...would love to have him breed me

I love just walking in finding a hole up that has just gotten fucked and leaking the previous studs load, turns me on knowing how many guys have put their jizz in before me

I met this beautiful local guy a few times about a year back. Slim-to-athletic, black hair, fucked like a dream (mostly safe sadly, but he fucked me bb the final time) and could often get quite aggressive with me, which really got me turned on. Anyway, he stopped getting in contact (I'd always wait for him to drop me a line) and then a few months after that I saw him in a local park with his wife and two small children. I was walking past them on the path when I saw them. He quickly darted a look to his wife to check she wasn't looking, then he looked me right in the eye and smirked so arrogantly that it made me want him again right there and then! He messaged me a few times after that but never called me in for another meet. I suggested it, but he was always the alpha dom in this situation!

I love straight cheaters.

2nd Encounter My second encounter with pnping was not all that great. Hooked up with a guy on a cruising site who lived in a well-to-do area of Atlanta. He offered me pot and tina, and we played around a lot. He was a thin athletic type with a nice thick 7” cock. The pot and tina were excellent together, making me very horny and slutty. After sucking his cock for a while, he wanted to mount me. He turned me on my stomach, spread my legs, and ate me out for a few minutes. Then he offered me some poppers while he lubed me up. His were a bit strong, but that could also have been with the combined effect of pot and tina. He kissed my spine, as he put his thick head to my rosebud. He slowly pushed the head in, urging me to take another hit or two. I feel his cock slide in me and I moan out, a little bit of pain. He eases a bit and slowly thrusts in me as I get used to his thickness. He starts picking up the pace, holding my hips and drawing me towards him, that thick cock hitting all the right spots. He keeps this up for a good 10 or so minutes. He kisses my neck and asks if I’d like to clean him off, as I had previously told him I had never done it but wanted to. So he slips out and lays on the bed, his cock glistening with lube. I hit the poppers and then dive on it. The lube isn’t that bad and tasting myself was interesting. I suck him for a few minutes, then stop as my head is rolling a bit. We stop playing for a bit, as he shows me his closet with leather gear and the like. I can tell he’s pretty tweaked and I’m…I’m a bit off. I think the tina was wearing a bit off, as we didn’t hit a lot. And the pot was good as well. So after a few minutes of trying stuff on and the like, I ask if I can hit some more as I’m still horny and want his cock. He nods, dancing to the music he has playing, all his leather harness and boots, tweaking his nipples and stroking his cock in his closet’s mirror. I go back to the bedroom and find the pot cigs we were using, along with his mini bong for tina. I hit the pot a bit, and then try the tina. As I’m taking in a few puffs, he comes up behind me, pushes me down on the bed, and pushes himself in me. I’m in pain, and instantly shake out of everything. He hears me yelp and pulls out, and sees he’s torn me a bit. He goes to his bathroom and quickly gets some wipes and toilet paper. My ass is on fire, and as I clean, I see bright crimson, which is a close tear. I’m not that happy. So we just wind down. Since I barely got anything off the pot and tina, I take my time to get re-hydrated and the like. I can tell after about 20 minutes he’s ready for me to leave. And so I’m quickly rushed out the door, my ass still hurting. Not a fun evening. 3rd time pnp and 1st Slam So a couple of days after my last disaster, I’m once again looking for more pnp experience. I had at this point looked up various ways to do tina, and Ace instructed me on some of it, so I figured maybe I could find someone to do things with. I had been talking to a long-distance friend of mine who introduced me to breeding.zone as well as a couple of other sites. I made profiles and started to search around. I hit up people I found interesting, big dicks, tops, et all. While cruising on my tried and true hookup site, I found an older white guy who wanted to have a couch-player type roleplaying situation, and didn’t mind me coming over and staying overnight to play. I headed over to his place, along with some poppers and some G Ace had given me. The guy, we will call him ‘Couch’, was a pretty attractive guy in his early 50s, a normal body, decent cock. He found me cute and definitely wanted to get high and enjoy ourselves. He lived with his husband who was out of town for a month. He brought me into his office, put on some bareback porn on his big screen, and pulled out his supplies. He had a bong and let me hit it a few times. There was that nice feeling again. We started to talk and get to know each other. Tina makes me talkative, so I opened up about a lot of stuff. He really liked it, got him all nice and hard. I started to suck his cock while he talked dirty to me, about how me wish I was his son, how he likes young guys to pretend it. We went into some more taboo stuff, and it was kinda hot. So I talked to him about the sites I had been on and he talked about some of his friends/play partners. Through showing him my profiles and the like, we found we had a mutual friend who was a big dicked top. So we talked about asking him over. Couch called him up and found out he was coming over, along with a friend later on. I was all game for it. By this point, between the T and some G I took, I was all horny. I was even more turned on by the thought that this big dicked guy might come fuck me. The Couch asked if I knew about slamming. I told him I knew a little about it, never done, since this was my first week with trying stuff. He said his friend liked to do it and he might be willing to point me. I said I was game for it. While we were talking dirty to each other, I had gotten one of his dildos and was early fucking myself with it, between hits of poppers and watching the porn. His friend showed up, we will call him ‘S’. He was a bit surprised by me, but smiled. He told Couch that he needed to get ready but he liked what he saw with me. I was happy. A bit too happy. I ended up sneaking into his shower to suck his cock cause I was that horny and I think it irritated him a bit, but Couch was able to talk to him about it. So we go back to the office and talk a bit. S’s cock is huge, like 9”+ and THICK. He tells me that he likes fucking bottoms, especially new bottoms for their tightness and he’s a bit rough. I tell him that I want big dicks, I hate small dicks cause I have huge hands, so it just makes sense to play with them. He talks about slamming and goes through all the stuff about it. I tell him that I’m willing to try, but can’t make any promises on my reaction. So he shows me his setup, puts about .2 in it. He gets me prepared, has me sitting down on a chase chair. Puts the band around my arm, finds a good vein, and asks me one more time if I am sure. I tell him that I am, that I want to get fucked by his big cock and that I want to be used and abused. He pushes the needle in my arm, draws a bit to make sure he hit a good vein. As he does this, I grab Couch’s hand and tell him ‘I’m a bit scared Daddy.’ He smiles, as S pushes the tube down. He pulls out, unsnaps the band, and tells me to breathe slowly. I couch, the heat. Oh I will never forget that heat. My heart races, my ears ringing. My world rocks. I’m super horny and fired up. I look at Couch. ‘You didn’t tell me it was gonna be this good.’ I’m hornier than I’ve ever been, almost if not better than rolling. S is smiling, as he does his own point. Couch is smiling and rubbing my back. He looks at me and tells me ‘You’re about to have a good fucking. Now go suck that big cock.’ I kneel down before S. His cock is WAY fucking huge now, hard as steel. He’s finished slamming himself, and is enjoying the rush. I lick and suck the head, slowly taking it in, but man is it huge. I have a hard time doing anything with it and I can tell that S isn’t liking it. He grabs my head and pulls me up. He points to the chase chair and tells me to get on all fours. I eagerly do, grabbing my poppers. My head is just rolling and excited. Couch applies some lube to my ass, fingering me. I’m moaning. He applies some to S’s huge cock, and S lines up. He pushes my shoulders down, pulls my ass up to where he wants me. He tells me to take some heavy hits. I take a huge hit, and he presses his head into my ass. ‘Another.’ I hit it again, slowly but huge. He pushes forward, and I’m moaning. ‘Again!’ He orders, and I comply. I do 2 quick hits and a slow huge one. He pushed in all the way, balls deep. Couch looks at me as says ‘You now have 10” of cock in you. Are you ready to get fucked, whore?” I nodded, as S starts to fuck me. He pounds me, grabbing my hips hard. I’m moaning and oh my god, does it feel good. He fucks me for a good 10-15 minutes, just nearly non-stop. Couch is forcing my mouth on his cock. It’s my wildest dream to be used like this. Oh god does it feel good. S eventually relents, as between our tallness and the chair, he just can’t get a good position going that feels good for him. I also tell Couch that I’m feeling super hot. Like sweating but I’m not. He looks a bit worried but he says it will be okay. He says ‘How about a shower?’ I get up, head spinning. I’m tripping over the place a bit. He hands me some water, tells me to drink. I’m apologizing and he says its okay. Its my first time, it was probably a bit much, but it will be fine. He takes me to the shower and turns it on cold. He says just sit there and let it was over me. He leaves for a bit to check on S. The shower feels good. I don’t know how long I’m in there, my sense of time is way off. I just know all I can do is think about getting fucked, wanting to do this more, and well talking to myself. Couch comes back, says S is okay and that he enjoyed fucking me. Couch found it hot and wants to watch me get fucked by other guys. I’m like that is an awesome idea, we need to do this more often. He laughs. He then asks if I’d like a golden shower cause he’s got to piss. I’ve done them before, they can be fun. So I agree. He gets in the shower, I kneel. He starts to piss in my mouth and I’m like ‘I love this!’ He then asks if he can piss in my ass. ‘SURE!’ So I stand up, bend over with my hands on the wall, and he pushes in, just pissing in me. I’m loving it. He stops after a bit and tells me I’m a good boy and to clean up. I proceed to do that and I’m just so horny at this point. I finish up and head back to the guys. S is just jerking and looking at porn, while Couch is talking with him. Suddenly I start to feel nauseous and I run off to the bathroom. I retch a bit but nothing. Couch checks on me, bringing me water. He keeps me company as I tell him that I feel fine, just nauseous all of a sudden. He says its probably a combo of the slam coming off plus the chem piss. He tells me to just drink the water, and he’ll be back in a bit. I pretty much spend an hour or so in there, just talking to myself, drinking water, holding a cold rag to my head, and trying to throw up, but nothing. S checks in with me, asking what all I had to eat and when, when I took G, and how long had I been partying. I was honest with him about it all. He said that probably I was on an empty stomach or something I ate might be not happy. He also said I probably over lapped G, since I did some before we slammed, and it hadn’t quite run its course from the first bit I took when I got to Couch’s. He also said that I should probably not slam that hard as a newbie and he apologized for it being like that, that I might want a .1 instead. After a while, I feel better and I hang out a bit. They’ve got a guest coming over in a bit, who S might fuck. I can stay and chill, relax. They get me something to eat. The guest comes over and he’s a younger guy. S and him play a bit in a spare bedroom while me and Couch just hang out. Eventually we join them and I play with the guy, mostly just sucking his average 6” cock. S just can’t get the guy to agree to getting fucked, so we all just go back into the office to watch porn and such. This new guy can’t quit talking, and while he’s going on and on about stuff, I’m texting Couch about it. He agrees that this guy needs to go. Eventually he talks the new guy into leaving. S is talking to me about my experiences and warns me that this lifestyle can take its toll. I tell him that I understand, but with all that I had been through in the past year, this is what I want to keep doing with my life. Morning has come and we are all just coming down a bit. S and Couch leave to pickup a friend of theirs that while he hasn’t played with S before, he’s met him, and that he used to housesit for Couch. Couch is fine with leaving me there, since I feel I’m not quite up for leaving yet. He gives me some more food and tells me just hang out. About an hour later, they show back up. The friend is a twink, very cute. We hit it off, since we both smoke cigs. We all head back inside and start hitting the pipe a bit. The twink gets naked with a nice 7” cock. He’s gorgeous and I’m too shy to play with him. S starts to fuck him in all sorts of positions, while Couch finally fucks me. The twink and I exchange looks of pleasure, as we’re getting pounded. This goes on for an hour, with S fucking me a bit more. Unfortunately he made me a bit sore, so we had to stop. And I’m starting to need to wind down and get back to normal. So we eat lunch, talk some more. Me and twink talk a bit, me feeling him in on my limited experiences, him with all he’s done, how he knows Couch and S. All sorts of fun and interesting tales. We never do anything, though I really wanted to. Eventually S and the twink decide to leave, as the twink needs to get across town for work or something. I stay with Couch for another hour, just talking. He seems to like me and enjoy me, was a bit apologetic about me getting sick, but he had a great time. He again warns me about the dangers of partying but says he doesn’t mind partying with me. After that, I head back home. Sore. Tired. But worth it.

Yeah a guy who used to fuck me at the sauna, he used to get fucked by the 2 same blokes in the massage room whilst sucking me , when they had cum and gone, he fucked me good and hard and shot his load up my arse and went, he always had his truckers overalls on when leaving, Eddie something company. Anyway about an hour later, I was in the supermarket nearby and he was in there with his wife and 2 kids pushing a shopping trolley round, I never acknowledged him, but was so turned on that I still had his cum in my arse and he was there with his family, I was rock hard.

wow what a story. I have been fucked once with a pa dick and want a lot more of it for sure.

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It was now late July and had been exactly a week since my adventure in Wilbur Park. My Aunt and Uncle had come up for the weekend, but on two occasions while they were out of the house, Tom came over and fucked me. On neither occasion did we use condoms, and each not only did we fuck four or five times, each time he also either blew in my ass or my mouth. My ass was definitely getting quite a workout. One day he called to say he couldn't make it. I had been really looking forward to seeing him as I was horny as fuck, so I pulled on a jockstrap, my old running shorts out of which I had cut the mesh, a skimpy tank top and off I went to Riddell Park, arriving late afternoon when I pulled in. Immediately I sensed I was in for some fun as there were several single guys hanging around, all somewhat older than I, some thin and attractive and receptive to getting a blow job. Still I was somewhat nervous when I parked and got out of the pickup. I didn't really know how this all went down. I remembered what the man said last time - cruising. I chuckled. I looked at the four guys who were near the parking lot. Casually, I leaned against the pickup and stretched my calves and hamstrings and saw two of the guys were sharing a laugh, then separated, one going to his car while the other went to his family. That left only two - a bearded guy who was thick everywhere (not fat, thick) and a guy with an average build, in his 40s, with a shaved head and a runners body. I looked at them and then didn't know what the fuck to do. I got a little frustrated. I was thinking, "Guys! Seriously! I am barely wearing any clothes, no backpack, no water bottle; so I'm obviously not here to hike. And, I'm 18 and new to this cruising shit. How the hell am I supposed to know what to do?!?" Instead of saying any of that out loud, I turned around and saw the path I'd gone down with the other guy. I thought maybe there is something I can see down there and maybe suck a cock. I started to walk down that path and I looked behind me and the thick guy was following. I was like, "Yes!!!" I got to the area where we had turned off. I took off my tank top and walked toward the place I had almost let that dude fuck me last time - thankfully I hadn't. It wouldn't have been safe to have him inside me without a condom. The thought of that made me really hard. As soon as I found the tree I turned around and waited for the thick guy I knew would follow me. I saw him and rubbed my hard cock through my nylon shorts. He came over, and to my surprise, Mr. Macho thick guy dropped to his knees, fished out my hard cock and swallowed it down right to his throat. I moaned loudly. No one had done that since Eli. I was loving it. He gave me head for awhile and his hands roamed all over my body. He pulled off my shorts and I stepped out of them. He grabbed my ass and was shoving my cock down his throat hard and fast. He started to rub is finger around my ass and I spread my legs. He took the hint and started to finger me. I was totally loving the way he sucked my dick. His finger started tapping inside me. I still remember how it felt...tap...tap tap.....tap tap tap tap. I groaned and moaned. I couldn't stop myself. It was incredible. I told him I was going to cum. He kept sucking. I fucking exploded in his mouth and he just got up and walked away. I collapsed against the tree. Fuck that was a good blowjob. I put my clothes back on and headed back to the pickup. When I got there, I saw the 40something guy was talking to Steve, the guy from the bus. He saw me and immediately smiled. I walked over and said hi to Steve and he introduced me to his father. I was totally embarrassed that I had thought I was going to get laid by Steve's father earlier. We were talking about how Steve and I met and our respective summers. His father thought it was great that I was taking time out of the "city" to come upstate and help out my family's cabin. I did not disabuse him of the notion that I was a good boy whose load was in the think man's belly. LOL. Steve said he was going back to Albany in a couple of days. His father offered to have me come stay with them for a couple of days. I told him that I couldn't stay the weekend because my family would be up, but it was nice of him and I would call my folks, etc. Steve walked me back to the pickup and said, "You're a total perv. I saw where you were coming from. Did that guy suck you off?" I said yes and blushed some. Steve said, "He's a great cocksucker, right?" I laughed and said, yeah he was. Steve said, "We are going to have fun in Albany." Fast forward a few days and I am in sitting on Steve's back porch with his family eating dinner and having a good time. After dinner, Steve and I watched movies in his room and talked about sex. Our sexual histories, who, what, where, how often, what we liked, etc. We both got hard and really horny. Small, wiry, geeky Steve with the 8"cock is a vers/top. I'm a bottom. I put my hand on his cock. We made out and got naked. He locked the door and jumped on the bed. Steve sucked my cock and I sucked his. He wasn't very good at giving head. But, he liked the attention I was giving his cock. He asked if I wanted get fucked. I said fuck yes and turned over. He reached under his bed and grabbed a box. There was a couple of kinds of lube, a toy, some poppers and a box of condoms. He opened up some lube and fingered me as I laid on my stomach. He reached into the condom box and he was out. He said, "Fuck, I'm out of condoms." I groaned. He apologized and said we could get some the next day. After we made out some more, his fingers barely ever leaving my ass; he asked if I had ever used a vibrator. I said no. He asked if I wanted to try and I said yes. He took out the vibrator, lubed it up some, fingered me some more and then had me turn over on to my back so he could watch my face as he fucked me with the vibrator. Needless to say, I was moaning softly into his mouth a few minutes later loving how it felt inside me and how good it felt sliding in and out of my asshole. Steve had me turn over and he kept using the vibrator on my ass. He was going faster and forcing it as deep as it would go without the base rubbing too hard on my ass lips (another new term - ass lips). He had me lie on top of him, my legs bent and ass out as he fucked me with the vibrator and my cock rubbed his abs, and we kissed. I stopped kissing him and said, "Do you want to fuck me?" He looked a bit surprised. He reminded me that we didn't have a condom. I said, "I know." He said, "I want to play safe." I said, "Ok." We made out some more and he seemed to be loosing interest in fucking me with the vibrator. He was getting soft and said he had to pee. He left the room and when he came back and saw me lying there with my ass up, pushing the vibrator in and out of my ass, he said, "Fuck it! I'm going to fuck you." I slipped the vibrator out of my ass and Steve climbed behind me, lubed up, and slid his cock inside me. Fuck that hurt. I bit his pillow and grunted. I slammed my hand on his thigh and he knew he'd hurt me. I told Steve to wait and let me adjust to his cock since it was at least two inches longer and fatter than the vibrator. He waited and my ass relaxed and I pushed my ass back and he slid the rest of the way inside me. I kept my face in the pillow because I was making so much noise due to his big cock. He didn't fuck me long. He pulled my ass up and jerked my cock while he fucked me. He kept telling me to be quiet, but there was so much cock in my ass I didn't know how to be quiet. He was invading me. Fuck! This was a great cock. He said he was getting close and then bit into my shoulder and groaned as he shot my ass full of his cum. I came about a minute later from the feeling of his cock in my ass. That was just the first day at Steve's house. Two days and one night remained, and I was fairly sure Steve's cock would make me cum a few more times before I left.

Nearly 4 decades of raw fucking and sucking never resulted in anything close to an STD. Until, that is, I got knocked up last fall. Since being poz, have had gono a couple times, syph and just last week found out HEP C antibody test is poz, gotta do more testing on that one. No doubt, once compromised it seems as if my immune system is letting the other bugs play. Of course, as a poz dude, I might just have found a more interesting group of guys to fuck me.

I'm totally agree with you. I love to offer my body to an ☣AIDS☣ cock and I love to tell him how much I love and I crave to be an incubator for his ☣AIDS☣ DNA. At the same time I love hearing from him that he is going to give me his ☣AIDS☣GIFT☣ and he will mark my body for ever. Its make me feel totally connected with him. If there is a such good connection between ☣AIDS☣ giver and ☣AIDS☣ it means they are sharing ☣LOVE☣ each other. Maybe its sound for someone crazy, but LOVE can be shared in so many other forms than the only traditional form. So, I love get into a nasty and pervert ☣AIDS/FULL BLOWN☣ talk while I'm craving to receive in me such amazing and beautiful ☣GIFT☣.

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

Thanks y'all. This story has a long arc, so I planned quite a few chapters. It starts in 1998 and I'm operating on the premise that the BB party in Chaser is in 2012. As long as y'all still like it, I'll keep going. How It All Began (I Guess) Hi guys, I'm Zach. I'm 18, a senior in high school, 5'10", play soccer and baseball. I'm in pretty decent shape. I go to school on Long Island and live with my brother and my parents. My family is really religious (Jewish) and we go to temple all the time. I'm also gay. But I feel like my head wants to scream "gay, gay, gay, gay, gay" all the time. I'm not out. I can't be. My dad says stuff all the time about the gays not letting him get his work done because they are so gossipy and how they are always so sexual it's no wonder they have diseases. It's really kind of paralyzing. He doesn't ever care that my mom's brother died of AIDS or that my brother and I had a favorite teacher in school, Mr. Bennett who taught English, and he died of AIDS. My brother and I watched him get sicker in school over months and then one day he stopped coming. I cried and cried for a week. He was so handsome and so funny and smart. I'm going to be an English teacher when I grow up because of him. I just know it. But, damn, my dad can be such an asshole. I just really want to walk around the house sometimes or say at dinner, "I'm gay! Gay, gay, gay, gay, gay." But I don't. I'm in the closet to everyone. And of course, I'm a total fucking virgin. 18 and a virgin. Loser. Long Island has millions of people on it, but our world is small. I've grown up playing league sports - soccer and baseball - and going to local public schools, Hebrew school once a week until I was 13, and temple. It's the same group of people. I've known them my whole life. Sometimes people come and go, like my best friend 2 years ago; but mostly it's just the same people. I can't imagine coming out here. My parents would be so ashamed. Ugh. But, all that said, soccer and baseball definitely provide some sexual release. OMG! The guys arms in the baseball uniforms and the legs in soccer shorts. Drool. I've played on the same team with most of these guys since I was little, or went to Hebrew school, or......ok, you get the point. So, it feels weird that I totally perv on them and then go home and jerk off to them. I jerk off to me sucking their dicks and tasting their cum. I jerk off to feeling their bodies and them feeling mine. Eli is my favorite to jerk off too. We play soccer together. We've played together for 10 years. He is not the most popular guy. His brother is in college locally, so he hangs out with his brother's friends a lot and not really with the "group." He has tight curly light brown hair, a hairless body except for a treasure trail and some hair on his ass that I've seen in the shower. Ugh, his smile is so fucking sexy. Things changed with Eli last weekend. We had a great game the other day and Eli's brother was there. He used to play soccer with us. We beat the other team 3-2. It was close and we fought hard to keep the ball down field. We were a fucking sweaty mess when the game ended. There was Eli's brother smiling and cheering. It was great. He came over and said the parents were out of town and let's all do back to their place for pizza. Our parents, of course my dad wasn't there, all said yes and after we all got cleaned up I swear it was like a minivan caravan over to Eli's house. My mom and the other mom's stayed for a bit. Eli's brother opened a bottle of wine for them and then another. What we didn't know is that Eli's brother convinced some of the mom's to let their guys stay over and have beers and watch movies. There were about 10 of us left and Eli's brother when the mom's left. Eli told us our folks said we could stay over. I don't know when the pizza was ordered but it showed up just when our mom's were leaving and they all chipped in for the food - drunken Jewish suburban Long Island ladies looking for money in their purses and talking loudly. It's so embarrassing and so funny. I was sitting between Eli and one of the other guys and we were fucking rolling laughing. Pizza set up in the kitchen, Eli's brother opens the beer fridge. He says we could have beer as long as we stayed at the house. At first we were slow about it and then we were drinking faster. Eli loosened up and so did I. We were laughing a lot. They other guys had basically spread out in a circle in the living room and we played a stupid game of truth or dare for awhile. The most anyone did for a dare was I had to take off my shorts and shirt and stay that way the whole game and a couple of guys made other guys kiss each other. Fuck, that kissing made me hard and I had to cover myself with a pillow. Eli was the last guy to have to kiss another guy and he was told to kiss our goalie - Rich. I was so fucking jealous. I think I turned red and blushed because I felt my body get hot. After that, Eli's brother, Ian, turned on a movie. Boogie Nights. He popped some popcorn and we ate cold pizza. Eli, Rich and I (I wanted to stay close in case they kissed again) went to get more beers. Instead, Eli grabbed some whiskey and we made whiskey and cokes and went back to watch the movie. I was still in my boxers from the game. I couldn't find my clothes yet since the living room was dark. We went back and our seats on the couch were taken. So Rich laid down on the floor and Eli and I sat on the floor leaning our backs on the end of the other couch. We were drinking and our shoulders were touching. I was so crazy horny for Eli that I thought I would stop breathing. I just kept drinking my drink because I wanted to cool down but I didn't know it just made you warmer - I was thinking, "it's got ice in it. it's cold right. it should cool me off." Eli noticed I was empty and he asked if I wanted more. I said sure. He got up and put his hand on my bare shoulder as he stood. His hand felt so soft and nice. Eli came back with the drinks. It's the scene were Dirk shows the Colonel his cock. Eli hands we my drink, sits down right next to me, legs touching, arms touching and leans over and says, "That cock must be huge." I gulp my drink and say yeah. Eli puts his hand between us and I feel his fingers touching my naked thigh just below my boxers. I don't say anything. We watch the rest of the movie. Guys are falling asleep. Ian comes over to Eli, who moves is hand a bit for the first time, and says most of the guys are passed out down here. If there are guys awake once it's over, put them in the family room and the spare bedroom. If you need more space, I can take one of the guys in my room; but you shouldn't. Ian then says to me, "You should feel free to stay in Eli's room." I think Eli and I must've totally blushed. I was a little drunk and I stammered something like, no need. Ian said, "dude you're our guest, no worries." Then, Ian went to bed. We had one more drink and then we finished the movie and with that hot scene seeing Dirk's cock at the end I got hard. Eli, his hand back on my thigh and boxer shorts now, noticed. He smiled. He sent me to clean up in the kitchen a bit and he got the guys all sorted out. He came back in the kitchen as i was throwing out the plates and he said, "Ready for bed?" I said yes and he took my hand and we went upstairs and shut his door. He pulled me to him and kissed me. It was my first kiss from a guy ever. I was so into it. I almost cried. He felt so right. His hands were all over me and I was a bit stunned into inaction. He took off his shirt and put my hands on him. I rubbed my hands all over his shoulders and back and I kissed his neck and chest. As I lowered myself to kiss his chest, he put is hands on my shoulders and pushed me gently down to my knees. I looked up at him and he slid my hands down to the waistband of his shorts. I felt is rock hard cock. I looked Eli in the eyes, hesitated, and pulled is shorts and briefs off. It was Eli's cock. He said, kiss it. I did. He said, open your mouth. I did. He asked me if I wanted to suck his cock. I said yes. He sat on his bed, spread his legs and i slid my hands over is naked thighs and I literally moaned out loud and I took is cock in my mouth. I didn't really know what I was doing so I tried to blow it at first and he said, no suck it. I changed up and started sucking his cock. This is what I always wanted. I was sucking Eli's cock. It tasted salty and sweaty and like him. I kept at it for a few minutes and he said, "I'm cumming." I didn't stop sucking. I felt him blast in my mouth. I loved it. I kept sucking as I swallowed his load. I wanted it all. He had to push me off and said, "Hey it's sensitive after I cum." He stood me up and slid off my boxers and said turn around. I did. He said you have an amazing ass. I said thanks. He pulled me into bed and played with and stroked my cock and sometimes my ass. We talked about it being my first time. He kissed me and said I was good at it. He asked if I wanted to try something else. I asked what he was thinking and he said fucking. I said, I'm not ready. I've never done that. He kept stroking me and he kissed me a lot. He said, "I guarantee that you will cum if I fuck you." His cock was rock hard again. I was stroking him some. I was scared. He looked at me and kissed me hard. I let him roll me on my back and he reached over to the nightstand for some vaseline. He opened the jar, put some on my dick and on his dick. We stroked together and kissed. Then he pushed my legs open and I spread them. He put some more vaseline on his fingers and started to play with my ass. He kept saying how great an ass I have. The first finger hurt and I lost some of my erection. He stroked and kissed me more as he eased his finger in and out of me. One and then two. I winced at two and he said, "Let me know when two feels good with no pain Zach." In a few minutes, I told him there was no more pain. He added a more vaseline and put a third finger in my ass. I winced again, but then tought of something. Health class! We need water based lube. I asked if vaseline was water based. I said, "We need to use water based lube with condoms." He smirked and said, "Don't worry. We will. I'm just opening you up using this stuff because it works better. The water lube isn't as good for your first time." He was fingering me and stroking me and it made sense. I was stroking is lubed cock. He said, "Tell me wen you want my cock inside you." After a few minutes, I did. I wanted his cock so much. He said, "Do you have a condom?" I said, "Yes! Don't you!" He said, "My mom found my stash this morning before she left and took them. She said we need to have a talk when my parents are back." I said, "That sucks. I have one in my wallet." We both looked at each other, realizing that my shorts were somewhere else in the house. "Fuck!" we said in unison. He pulled his fingers out of my ass and laid on his back. My ass felt empty. We kissed and I knew he was disappointed. So was I. He was more distant now. Not even really touching me for the first time in hours. It felt so lonely there next to him, not talking or touching. I had just done so much and I wanted to do more. I looked at him. He was looking away from me and stroking his cock. I took some more vaseline and started stroking his cock for him. He stopped and looked at me. I got up and straddled him. Our cocks were touching. I started to kiss him again. I never wanted this feeling to go away. He was playing with my ass again and pulled me up his body some so he could finger me. He did and it felt so good having his fingers inside me again. Now there was one or two from both hands. I winced every once in awhile because it was awkward and he was stretching my asshole from both sides. I reached behind me because his cock had slid below me as he was fingering me. I stroked his cock as he fingered me. I put his cock on my ass cheeks as is fingers played with my ass. Eventually I was rubbing his cock on my ass crack and he was stroking my cock. I looked at him and kissed him a lot. Then I rose up and put his uncovered cock on my virgin ass. I sat down and his cock pushed past my first ring. I almost screamed in pain. But I had to hold it because the house was full of our friends. He added more vaseline and I lowered my ass slowly down his uncovered cock. I felt his hair on my ass. I was all the way down. He cock was inside me. I was in a lot of pain. I told him. He said, "The pain will go away, just wait." I kissed him and he stroked me. I started to move to ride his cock. I knew we should be using condoms, but I just wanted him. I didn't care at that point. I started riding more and more until I could hear the bed squeaking, him moaning and me moaning. I was rock hard and loving his cock in me. I loved him. I loved how he made me feel - sexy, wanted, desired, happy. I was getting close. He said he was going to cum. I went to get off his cock. He said, "Let me cum in your ass." I knew it wasn't safe to do that. But I kept riding his uncovered cock. I wanted him so much. He came inside me. I was in heaven. I felt him cum and it spurt in my ass. I kissed him to keep the noise down. I came when he kissed me back and shot all over his abs. I rested that way laying on him for a while, his cock in me, his cum inside me, and I was so happy. In a bit I got off him and we cleaned up and fell asleep in is bed. I was hooked. That felt so amazing.

Part XVI I was really drunk and could not seem to keep a thought going. It seemed like I had been getting fucked by several poz guys again, but just could not seem to comprehend it. I remember wondering what I had been drinking, and was was it about the booze cause I was, I thought, just sitting here at same the table we had occupied since we arrived. In any event I remember thinking 'Damn, I've got to quit drinking so much when out', and my brain seemed wooden, and my ass felt wet, perhaps even a little sore. I also remember thinking 'Oh, well, it looks like my buddies are all in a good mood'. I wondered if the one we brought here to get pozzed up had gotten loaded or not. I tried to ask but could barely speak. My buddies, however, apparently understood me, as one of them remarked "He probably will be as he got a good 15 or so loads in his ass." I remembering joining the laughter, and this time managed to add "Yep, I bet he does this time." This started a new wave of laughter and some gesturing in my direction, but I couldn't quite understand that. Not sure, but I think one of the guys is saying something about the bar getting ready to close in a few and why don't we all go back to his place for a bit. Not sure who is talking but seems they are all agreed. I tell them I had better head for home but they are telling me I am too drunk to drive and might as well come along with them until I sober up. Sounds reasonable to me I guess. A couple of them pretty much have to hold me up to get out the door and into a car. Next thing I remember then is them helping me get out of the car again when we arrived. I don't seem to recognize the house though and am told it is the guy from the parade's place. They help me up the walk and into the house and take me into a room and kind of help me lay down to sleep it off. As I am drifting off it seems like there are more than just my 5 friends and the parade guy there but I am not sure. Again I kind of drift back to aware, somewhat, and am feeling like I am moving. I open my eyes and try to focus but still really out of it. I think I am naked now it seems. I am moving and try to shake the cobwebs but not doing real good at that. Looks like some chains hooked to the ceiling and mirrors and maybe two guys showing in them with one apparently fucking the other? WOW, must be dreaming again about the parade and kind of drift off again. When I open my eyes again I am in a bed and naked as hell. Where the hell am I? Also, it feels like someone else naked and in the bed with me. I can also feel something at my ass. I reach down and open my legs up some and what the hell, it feels like a cock buried in my ass. Can't be. But it sure is and as I fell it, whoever it belongs to all at once starts to move and his cock goes in deeper and I moan. Damn, my ass is sore as hell but it also feels great too, but what the hell is going on? I turn my head to look over my shoulder just as the guy starts to really pound my hole. It takes me a minute to recover from that and then I recognize him. The POZ GUY from the parade. What the hell is going on here? I try to move away but he has a good grip on me and is really pounding my hole hard now. I try to tell him to stop but can't get the words out from the sensations flowing from my ass to my cock. I can only move my ass back at him as he thrusts into me and my cock is hard as a rock now too. Another few minutes went by and then he held me even tighter announcing "Here it comes," as he buried his cock as deep as he could in my ass. I could feel it throb and my own cock erupted with a huge load. We lay like that for a bit and then as his cock slipped out of me, he rolled me over towards him, planting a kiss on my lips. I could do nothing but return it, even if I was completely confused. Finally after a bit he pulls away and sits up and climbs out of bed and heads for what I assume is the toilet. I laid there and tried to wrap my mind around what in the hell had happened and how was I here? Just couple of minutes later one of my work buds walked in, stark naked, and grinned commenting about me finally getting up. He came over to the bed and sat down next to me and before I knew it he had grabbed me and planted a kiss on me too. I pulled back and asked what the heck was going on anyway. He started to laugh and asked me if I was kidding? I said hell no, what happened, I don't hardly remember anything and really couldn't remember leaving the bar. My friend looked at me like I was crazy to start with. Then he grinned and asked if I remember what all I had been doing. I told him I just got up and have no idea what the hell was going on or how I ended up here and where were we and why did I just get fucked by the guy from the parade, and he is poz? My buddies mouth dropped open and he exclaimed you just got fucked again? I looked at him weird and asked what he meant by AGAIN? He told me I seem to have a lot to tell you. He wanted to know if I remembered getting fucked at the bar? I looked at him like he was crazy and told him there was no way. He laughed again, and told me I sure had and probably had gotten a good dozen loads in my ass there. My mouth dropped open as he told me that and went into some details also. I was really freaked out and then he told me that every one of those loads had also been poz and that each of my work buddies had fucked me too and couple of them had went twice there and the guy from the parade had also fucked me at the bar too. My eyes were really wide now, what the hell did I do? My buddy then started telling me about all of us leaving the bar and coming to the parade guy's house to drink some more. They had basically carried me in and stripped me and put in his sling to sleep mostly, but some of the other guys from the parade showed up also and with me naked and in the sling it wasn't long before one of those guys was loading my hole also and the everyone took a turn or two and some three. I told him to hold up a minute, that takes a lot of time. He told me it went on all night long before the parade bud got me out of the sling and brought me up here to his bed to sleep. He also said he had dumped another load in my ass in the bed then. I couldn't hold it back any longer and wanted to know the time. He told me it was probably 3 or 3:30 in the afternoon now. My chin had to drop to the floor, that fucking long. How the hell many loads did I get in my ass? My friend said he wasn't sure but probably had to be a good two dozen total if not more. I could not comprehend this again. It then dawned on me that my cock which had just exploded a short time ago was back hard again and my friend was rubbing my bare leg up and down and stopping just short of my cock. As I noticed this the guy from the parade had walked back in and my friend leaned towards me and kissed me again as I looked in the eyes of the guy from the parade. I returned the kiss without thinking and then felt my friends hand leave my leg and grab my cock. I gasped and then he pushed me down on the bed, grabbed my legs and lifted them up and slid between my legs and lined up his hard cock and plunged it deep into me on one stroke. I almost came unglued it felt so good. Damn, I don't want this but can't seem to refuse from the way it feels. The poz guy from the parade came and sat down beside us. As I noticed him sitting down and turned my head that way he leaned in and planted a kiss on me and reached between my friend and my bodies and stroked my cock. My whole being was in overdrive and I was moaning my pleasure constantly. I then became aware there was someone else there. I looked towards the door and there was another of my friends from work. He was naked and walked in and was naked and stroking his cock as he approached the bed. About 20 minutes went by and my buddy fucking me looked deep into my eyes and told me he was cumming and buried his cock deep and moaned and filled my hole with another load of poz cum. As his cock deflated he climbed off of me and my other work buddy jumped right in and rammed his cock in me before I could even move. He really went to town pounding my hard. He had been stroking his cock the whole time there and it was only about another 5 minutes and he was creaming the hell out of my hole too. I then noticed that the parade guy had got up and seemed to be rummaging around in a drawer for something. As my friends cock went limp and fell out of my hole he moved from between my legs. Before I could lower them the parade guy grabbed them and held them up high and told me not to drop down but keep all that in me. I didn't know what he meant and then wham he had rammed something else up my ass. I gasped and wanted to know what the hell? He told me he had rammed a butt plug in me so none of their cum could get back out. I told him I need to get as much of that back the heck out of me as possible. He just grinned, grabbed me and lifted me right up out of bed and stood my up. I just gasped and stood there a moment from the sensations that had caused from that big butt plug. I then told him I really needed to pee now and he pointed me towards the toilet.

Love the feeling of knowing I'm fucking a guy bare, skin on skin, and love knowing that when I cum it's gonna fly anywhere and everywhere, especially when I cum deep inside an ass and can just keep on fucking

I did a scene for Knightbreeders. "Creature From The Sperm Lagoon" Dec 2014

Wow. I had forgotten about this one. You guys are in luck; I have four more chapters already written. I'll start on editing them in the morning to post...

Last night I attended a frat party, at which, because of summer break, I didn't know many of the guys, although my frat usually invites guys from all the other frat houses around town. Anyhow, we all started drinking, smoking and messing around with each other. I was just wearing a white tank top and some blue shorts with briefs underneath. I got into a conversation with two brothers from town but couldn't help but notice they were continuously staring at my ass. After a few minutes one of the brothers suggested the three of us go upstairs, but before we even stepped foot into one of the bedrooms, the three of us began making out in the hallway. We ended-up undressing in the hall, and then slipped into one of the bedrooms where, when my legs were spread wide, one of the brothers started licking my hole while I blew the other guy. Then the guy who had been rimming me stood-up and slipped his raw cock in my hole. He and his brother switched positions a couple of times until each blew his load deep into my ass, all the while they made-out in front of me. This morning I woke up naked as an anonymous jock pounded my ass. I pushed back onto his cock as he grunted "Yeah, take that cock!" I couldn't believe that I was being bred by a jock, let alone an anonymous jock. In any event, he kept pounding my ass hard until he moaned loudly, blowing a big load in my ass. He slapped my ass and slowly pumped my ass, until he withdrew and taunted me saying "Fuck yeah, you like that poz load in your ass, slut?" I moaned an affirmation of sorts. I only saw his face when he left, and never saw him on campus. Nor did he leave his number. Damn.

Love doing it. Love sucking cock anytime, but even more so when i'm being fucked. The way I look at it is...that cock has just gave me intense pleasure, to then suck it is a kinda thank you. Having said that I've also sucked cock that has just been fucking somebody else. As a cock addict I love sucking cock regardless of circumstance.

Totally love ATM. I love when a top makes me clean his dick after loading up my ass. Even better is when two tops take turns with my ass and mouth making me taste me ass while the other is fucking my hole.

That is fucking hot! I love the taste of cum and ass juice

Love seeing when a bottom pig has to clean a dirty cock - very rare in porn but there is a great scene after about 6:10 of this clip, I think it was from an Eric video but listed on barebackbastards as being "Amateure" http://barebackbastards.com/media/23055/Amateure Love doing this is real life

OMG What Did I Do? Part II A couple of days went by since my session with the guy with the big cock. I was still turned on terribly by his gruff voice and the thought of an 11" cock like my dildo. That had been one of my most intense climaxes ever. My boyfriend was home for the evening and after supper I basically raped him. LOL Told him I had missed his cock so much and had to have it. We barely made it to the bed and got our clothes off when I had his cock buried in my throat sucking for all I was worth. I needed that cock hard and in me badly. In a short time it was nice and hard and let it go and laid down on my back. My boy tipped me almost upside down and rammed his cock home in my hole. The only lube, my saliva from sucking him. I let out a scream of pain as I had thought he was going to get some lube first. He held still for all of, maybe, 2 or 3 seconds and then started to pound my hole good. I love being upended like that. Basically being pile driven and my own cock just a couple of inches from my lips. He felt like he was trying to drive me through the mattress to the floor. Harder and faster and as deep as he could go. He kept it up and kept it up, driving me wild. Then after a good 20 minutes I felt my own cock start to tingle and I opened my mouth and caught my own load as I erupted. It was fantastic and then with my ass quivering my boy yelled here it comes and he let loose his cum deep in me and ground it into me making my cock keep spurting more also. It took us another good 5 minutes to finally start to settle down. What a fantastic fuck. It then dawned on me that right at the end I had thought of an 11" cock spurting into me just as my boyfriend was doing it. Fucking hot for sure and my own cock did another couple of twitches from that thought. We laid there in each others arms for quite a while after that and then my boy's cock started getting hard again, so we did it again. It was another intense fuck and we both were about as drained as you can get by the time we finished this time. We then laid in each other's arms and called it a night.

Who wants to give me aids

have updated your story; and will repost it and say its the FULL & COMPLETE version: "I want to give you my AIDS, now." The email was from, AIDSGftr, a new guy on BBRT, he'd appeared just a couple of weeks ago, geo locator showed him to be just 300 feet from my place. I'd never emailed him, he was hot, but obviously sick, wasted, an AIDS belly, a few Kaposi's lesions. Looking at his pics made my asshole ache for his deadly cum. His profile said he had never been on meds, was recently diagnosed with AIDS and he got off on infecting neg bottoms. This looked to be my chance to take an AIDS load, not just to get pozzed, to get AIDS fucked deep into my guts. Still neg after taking several loads I knew were high VL and a bunch of anon loads, this was my chance to get the infection I craved. There was a 1 in 70 chance of infection with each fuck from a regular high VL AIDS top, would taking an AIDS load mean certain infection? I hammered out a reply and hit send. "Yes. Where?" "The big apartment building half a block east of you. Ground floor, corner unit, will be waiting in patio. Hurry." "On the way. 5 minutes." I pulled on a coat and shoes, grabbed my keys and was out the door in less than a minute, cock rigid, oozing and about to blow. Was I really, at last, about to take an AIDS load? It was 206 steps from my door to his patio, I made it in 3 minutes. He was waiting in the open door to his place, naked, hard cock jutting out, sipping on a beer. I walked up to him, he turned stepped aside and motioned me in. I stood looking as he smiled at me and stroked his cock, it was beautiful, long, thick, hard, perfectly formed, the perfect weapon to fill me with death cum and infect me with AIDS. He pointed at the back of a couch and set the beer down. "Bend over, pants down. You still neg?" I nodded and obeyed, heart about to explode, and reached back to spread my cheeks. He looked disgusting, obviously very sick, I needed his disease bad. To my shame I whimpered as I felt his cock smear precum on my hole, I getting AIDS virus on me! "You want my AIDS, disease, you want that?" "Yes, yes, give it to me, spread your AIDS!" "Oh, yeah bitch, gonna give it to you, gonna pump a load of my death cum in your guts, right now. I've infected 3 men that I know off, you'll be number 4, you want that, you want my AIDS?" "Yes, yes, please, give it to me, infect me now, please infect me, give your AIDS babies!" "Okey dokey, one more infected bugchaser, one more faggot lusting to die from AIDS, coming right up." He grunted and shoved hard, I squealed as his diseased cock slammed deep into my ass and he pumped away frantically. Four pumps and he shoved in hard and whined into my ear. "Fuck, bitch, fuck! Pozzing you, bitch, cumming in your ass, bitch, knocking you up, infecting you good! You gonna be one AIDS infected fucker, spreading it!" A warm flood filled my guts as he spewed his filth . I convulsed with the hardest orgasm of my life. He humped into me spasmodically, sobbing and whining, pumping his vile AIDS cum into me. My cock kept jerking and squirting and I started crying, I had just gotten AIDS fucked, hopefully bred and super infected. Had he ripped me open when he shoved in without lube? I could feel my ass burn, was I bleeding? If I was, the super virus had a straight shot at my bloodstream. Had he just infected me with HIV, would I get his AIDS? My demons hoped so. We slid to the floor and lay flat, breathing hard. I wiped my ass with my hand and sniffed, then licked. Cum and ass juice, no red streaks, was there a slight coppery taste? If I was bleeding, no way he hadn't infected me. I bent over him and swallowed his still hard cock, more cum, ass juice, no taste of blood. He was ready very quickly, he flipped me over and spread my legs, dove in and licked and bit my ass. I moaned as his tongue wormed up my newly pozzed hole, knowing he was about to mount me and pump another load of death deep in my guts. I moaned and pushed my ass at him as he mounted me again. This time he slid in with no trace of burn, my neg ass well lubed by his poison cum. He pumped me slowly, pulling out and plunging in again, stroking deep, not quite long enough to bump my sphincter but plenty thick enough to feel incredible. I moaned and fucked him back, eager for demon infection. "Fuck my neg ass, yeah, fuck, infect my neg ass, yeah, give me your AIDS, infect me good. Do it, fuck me, pump me fulla death cum, give me your demons and AIDS!" He slammed in hard, humped me deep and moaned. "Fuck yeah, bitch, gonna breed you good you bugchasing bitch, gonna infect you and kill you! Mmm, yeah, fuck yeah, bitch, gonna fuck you full of my AIDS juice, yeah, you gonna die from this fuck!" He slammed in hard and fast and held it deep, I could feel his cock pulse and hot demon semen squirt out into my guts, more toxic cum, more HIV pumped deep into me. demon seed. "Fuck, bitch, yeah, you're getting it now, giving you my bug, bitch, giving you my AIDS, bitch, you're one infected faggot now, giving you my AIDS! One guy already died from my AIDS, you're next!" I lay back breathing hard, asshole pleasantly sore, feeling his toxic semen ooze out of me. No more doubts, I wanted more. I wanted him to infect with his demon seed.. I leaned over and swallowed his cock again, savoring the taste of his dirty cum and ass juice. Two poz loads in my guts, so far, I hoped he was up for more. Would I be infected with AIDS before I left? My cock would not go down. He moaned and pushed me off his cock, I lay back and smiled, feeling cum run out of my ass. Had he already infected me, or was that wishful thinking? "Damn, that was good, you're a hot piece of ass. I never fucked a man who begged for my death cum like you. That was hot, knowing you want to die from that fuck." "I do, I wanted death cum in my butt, I want AIDS in me, as much as I can get. I want to die from your AIDS babies." "Well, you got some. I've been full blown for a while, my doctor is poz himself and knows my evil desires and told me if I cum in somebody, I'll should try to infect them. My doc supports me and is totally ok with that." I realized I was, I no longer had any doubt that the devil needed me to get AIDS. "Yes, I am. I want you to transfer the devil's bug into my body, I want you to infect me with HIV, I want to die from your AIDS." "That's good, I'm gonna give it to you. You up for another fuck?" "Hell, yes! Let's make sure you infect me for evil. " "Give me a minute, I'll breed you again, but follow the rules" "Sure." "Don't fuck anybody but me, until you test poz for AIDS?" Then no meds! You can go to my private doctor and he'll help us in our quest. "Sure thing, as long as you keep pumping my guts full of your AIDS, I'm your bitch. Anytime you want my ass, you got it." He fucked me twice more that night, I finally waddled home about 4, asshole raw, bleeding and leaking scum. In the next 2 weeks he screwed me brutally at least once a day. My ass stayed raw, my shorts spotted with blood until I came down with the flu. When I was able he gave me a ride to the clinic. I was poz, another dicksucker successfully infected with AIDS. Right after I got the news, my AIDS daddy texted me, another guy he infected 2 years ago had successfully died from AIDS. And I shot my load and told him that I intend to die also in 3 years, after spreading it. Reply Report Edit

Recently I've been diagnosed hiv positive. Very recently, the past few weeks. And although in the months up until this diagnosis I have engaged in extremely risky sexual acts, and slept with many guys in my most recent trip to NYC, it was still a surprise. "I don't want this" repeated throughout my head over and over again the day the news was revealed. I went through all the usual emotions. It's still fresh in my mind but it's something I have to deal with for the rest of my life. It got me thinking that maybe I should write some of this down, and relive the actions that got me here. Maybe some will find it sexy, or informative, maybe some will be able to relate. Maybe I'll make a few online friends through this, I certainly hope so. So here goes... I spent three months in New York City, from March to June. Think of it as a very long vacation. It left me with a lot of time on my hands. Time to get into some trouble. Just through idle searching on recon previously, I had came across a few Tops who I thought would make for some interesting meetings. The only thing was I hadn't been fucked in a while, at this point I had only bare backed around 3 or 4 times. So I was very tight and very worried about not being able to accommodate a guy and making him angry. I am naturally very submissive around men I like, and the opposite around girls. I'm bisexual by the way. A fact that was questioned many times in New York, more so by gay men than women. Guys couldn't seem to get their heads around the concept. While I'm not the most manly of men, I'm certainly not feminine or camp nor does that personality type attract me sexually. Although I did find over there they were great company, just not my thing in the bed. So with this fear in mind, I thought it would be better too seek out oral tops first and work my way to anal. Not long after I settled into the city and got my bearings(living in Bay Ridge, Brooklyn) I found myself arranging to meet a "rough throatfucking dom" sounds like my kind of guy! I absolutely love being throatfucked and he was the guy to do it. His face and dick pic matched my strict criteria(he had a face and a working penis) so soon enough I was on my way to meet him. He lived on Christopher St. in Manhattan, for anyone who doesn't know nyc. This is in the West Village a very gay area of the city, along with Chelsea, what was once the hangout spot for all the bohemian musicians of the 60's and 70's, a great area which I frequented constantly. He buzzed me into his apt building. As I climbed the stair my heart began to race. I was getting nervous, after all we didn't exactly get to know each other in our conversation online. It went like this: "Def interested in brutally throatfucking you, work your skinnyboy throat pussy like a real pussy. I'm free today after 5. Interested to see how much of a brutal face fucking you can take" What I got from that wasn't much, but I knew he turned me on, and he seemed serious about throatfucking. I made sure not to eat the entire day. Something that comes natural when knowingly meeting up with guys as nerves and excitement usually suppress my appetite. I got to his door and it opened before I could knock. "Hey" he said in his deep southern drawl. I had never found an accent sexy before, but this after all was my first american man, a country I have loved from a distance. Turns out he was from Arizona, his voice was fascinating, deep and rich, but really calm. My nerves turn to excitement immediately. "Come in." He was wearing a white wife beater, black Y-fronts and white socks. He looked very different from his profile picture, much better in fact, which made me question why he hadn't updated it in seemingly some time. I asked him if I should remove my clothes and he told me just the shoes. We then walked into the living area, which was carpeted with a leather couch. He knelled me down on the carpet in front of his bulge. He pressed my face against his cock. Then it went from 0 to 60... Once he whipped his cock out of his underwear I knew I was in for it. Holy shit, pictures did not do it justice. It was massive, about 8 inches long and curved to the right, but the girth was something else. It really thickened towards the base, with a full bush to bury my face in. No warm up with this guy, he wasn't interested in a gentle blowjob. No, he meant what he said, unlike so many guys on online hook-up sites, he was the real deal. I opened wide and he rammed it straight down my throat, the bend was very noticeable and uncomfortable in this particular position. It was pushing at my throat, like it was trying to break out. He only began to hump once the dick was fully swallowed which was a nice touch and something I think most throatfuckers should do. He had his technique. He was digging for the right spot, to him it was all about the feeling, when you watch throatfucking videos, you can tell what's for show, none of what he did was theatrical, it was all functional. He wanted his dick as deep in my throat as possible, and once he hit the right spot he would, as he said he would, fuck it like a pussy. It was painful and hot at the same time. At one point I tried to breathe as his cock was deep in my throat. This, in addition to his pubes up my nostrils, caused my to gag hard. Eyes started to water, and mouth began to produce some much needed lubricant, after this the whole experience became much more enjoyable. He didn't say much as he was reaming my tonsils only the occasional "Good, goooood!" and grunts of encouragement. He reminded me to cover my top teeth, which I did immediately, hoping I didn't scratch him. He began smashing my face with his pubic bone. He was really enjoying himself, I was trying to endure the pain, and enjoying it also. When he slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth, thick drool dribbled from his cock onto my t-shirt. Shit, I have to walk home like this! But then I looked at his dick. the shaft had a streak of blood on it. Oh no, did my stupid teeth cut him, will he freak out, am I going to get beat for this. He either didn't notice or didn't care, because he started jerking off furiously. He was having a good time, which made me very happy. He then pulled my shirt off, lay me on the couch with my head hanging over the back(the classic). And proceeded to pump my throat like the pussy he said it was. For some reason this position was much more comfortable, it seemed to work better with his curved. Before I knew it, he was about to cum, his thighs squeezed my face and drove his dick deep while cumming. No pulling out. I didn't even get to taste it. Straight down the hatch. He tapped me with a few smacks on the cheek as if to say "good job boy" then sat down on the couch, exhausted and happy. He jerked his semi for a while while I knelt at his feet and he asked me a few questions about Ireland, why I was here, small talk. He told me he really enjoyed it and would like to do it again. Yes! Validation, something I always aim for is a guy wanting to meet again, someone who has had so much fun with me that he'd repeat the session if given the chance. So far, everyone I've met has wanted to meet up again, not everyone actually has, but it's good enough for me that they want to. I asked to use his bathroom and as I was washing out my mouth I finally found out where the blood came from. I had bust my top lip while he was bashing his groin against it. Damn, my two front teeth. I thought as long as he had fun, I'm happy. I left the apartment optimistic about the rest of this trip. However I had absolutely no idea what lay ahead of me. Bathhouses, breedings, 3somes, orgies and being introduced to the strongest drug I've ever tried, crystal meth!! Okay, so this is my first blog, first time really talking about a sexual encounter. Please let me know if you liked it or not, or want to hear more about my stay in New York. It really was an experience with a lot of firsts, which feels good to be sharing with you guys. Thanks for reading. BH

I cheat somewhat often. I have some guilt about it, but it's too hot to stop.

for 13 years I fucked every man my other half ordered me to. He would take me to sex on premises joints and organise my gangbang sometimes standing in front of me and not allowing me to look back while someone fucked me he would just tell me to leave my arse hanging over the fuck bench and telling me "here comes another one". I loved it. Other times he would organise four or five tops to come over for an afternoon drink, smoke and party on my arse and I was simply not allowed to turn any of them down - they could fuck me as often as they wanted.

I guess I got a bit too horny tonight... I was previously neg, maybe not now after tonight though. My last cock was several months ago and before that over a year so I am not too active in seeking out random cock. But tonight I was a bit too horny and browsing CL when I read an ad I couldn't resist. It said "BB Top 4 yng Twink". I'm always turned on by raw cock but this guy was obviously looking for a young smooth boy to use good. He is in his 50's and the ad is just looking for a no nonsense bottom to let him come over fuck their hole and leave. no face pics and little chat, Just a hole for relief, and thats what turned me on so much. All I would be to this guy is a slutty hole to be used for relief. Too cock hungry to ask for money, just another hole to fill. Well I am super turned on thinking about this raw top daddy filling my small hole. I am early 20s and have a big daddy fetish. So I decide to reply but I also decided for some unknown reason I still can't explain to play dumb with him. I email him with a standard reply saying I am a bottom looking for bbc and that I could have him over. I include my stats and a few ass pics but I also include a question asking what BB stood for and if it means bottom boy? I then add that I am definitely a bottom boy and will let him fuck me however he likes i am very submissive. I also include that I am disease free and very clean he replies back very fast and says he is ready for now if I am really a good submissive boy. he says a bottom boy is just what he is looking for and includes a picture of him holding his cock with his cum covering his cock and hand. he says if i really want to take his man cock to send him the address and be ready with the door unlocked and bent over. he avoided the BB question completely and doesnt correct my "bottom boy" use I am still extremely horny now and at the point where it would normally remain fantasy I quickly type my address and a message saying "your BB is ready to be fucked!" and hit send purposefully using BB wrong one last time. I cant believe it. i have some guy i dont even know what he looks like coming over to fuck me raw and it doesnt matter that I played dumb this guy wants it. I quickly get ready turn off all the lights except for one in the back and put just some anal eze on but no other lube. I put a condom on the arm next to me and then I bend over the side of my couch with my ass in the air and to the door and I wait. All he will see when he walks in is a smooth ass bent over in the shadows in front of him. For about 15 minutes i stand bent over and I start to second guess doing this and think about getting up and turning off the front lights and not answer. Im no longer horny and pretty cold now standing naked and just when Im about to I hear a door slam. extremely nervous now I just wait quietly. After about a minute I hear the front door open pretty casually and then shut. Its very quiet, no noise and no talking. He stands still for a few moments then I hear him walk towards me and immediately grind his crotch against me. When he does this I feel his cock hit my balls and wedge past sticking out between my legs. I didnt even hear him unzip! he must have had it out or was wearing something with a hole in the front i never turned around to see. he just starts grinding into me and i realize he is bigger than I thought. not too thick but really long, a lot longer than me it seemed and i have a healthy 6. while he is grinding into me he pushes my head down into the couch. he pulls back and away from he again and i wait not sure whats next. i hear something hit the ground by the couch and then i feel him rubbing at my hole with his cock. No spit or lube or anything, he is just trying to poke it in. even though the anal eze was long ago it was just greasy enough for him to push past my resistance and then without hesitating he steps forward and jerks my hips toward him as he thrusts making me yell in surprise and pain. im stunned and clenched completely around him and feeling a sick to my stomach pressure in my lower stomach. i feel his balls and stomach against me and i know hes balls deep. he holds like that for a moment and begins grinding into me without pulling out even the slightest. he couldnt have pushed against me more than 3 times when he just starts groaning real low and i feel a very warm heat at the pit of my stomach. i break out in a sweat all over and i feel a very strong feeling like I need to pee as my prostate is flooded. i cant believe it. this guy with the longest cock ive taken came in less than a minute of being inside me. he stays balls deep in me and i am still feeling sick to my stomach sweating like crazy. i just took some random guys load who knows what he has. he is very quiet and never said he was cumming but i could feel him clenching. after staying in me for a while just grinding his cock inside me he starts to slowly fuck me. he pulls me off the arm so i am on my knees on the ground with my head face down in the couch now. he starts to pick up the pace and really ram me and every time he slams balls deep making me feel sick and start to even worry i might throw up. my ass feels really wet and i feel a trickle down my legs. hes fucking me really fast now and im just moaning. my ass is feeling sloppy and loose and im not really clenching anymore just taking the dick when he pushes me all the way onto my stomach and shoves as far as he possibly can using his body to lay completely on me. laying like that for 30 seconds he gets up pulling all the way out for the first time since he got here. I am still face down on the couch feeling my ass open and cold. i hear shuffling and say "it feels wet is the condom ok?" and then i hear the door open and close. wow. feeling completely used like a dumb slut i look at the time. He wasn't even here a full 10 minutes. in less than 10 minutes this guy came in me twice with the first one being massive in less than 2 minutes. my ass is extremely sore and i still feel like i was punched in the stomach and i am just dripping cum. still super horny i put in a plug that pumps up, got up and saw the unused condom on the floor by the couch. I jumped on my laptop and wrote this up. if you act like a dumb slut hole people will treat you like one.