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I gave up on PrEP. I was only fooling myself. I wanted that bug, bad!y and was only taking the blue pill so I could pretend it was protecting me, when I was only taking it three or four times a week. My chances of infection were about 75% compared to someone not on it. Good odds, for a while, but that inexplicable desire to be seeded kept growing stronger and stronger, so I dropped from three or four times a week to two or three, then just once and then I decided to be honest and true to myself and I stopped taking it altogether. That was about a three month span during which I actively sought out poz guys. I met and got fucked by several, but they were all on meds and undetectable. Then my friend Mark told me he was poz. Mark had fucked me about a month before I stopped taking PrEP. Although I didn't know it when he did so, he had seroconverted. When he told me he was poz, I responded that I was no longer on PrEP, that I decided to take a leap of faith. Mark, of course, was somewhat confused that I had decided to stop taking meds. He didn't quite understand my strange strange desire to be infected with HIV, but to my surprise and delight Mark said that since he had learned he was poz, he was especially horny, and really wanted to infect other guys. So, when I told him I had been off PrEP for almost a month and had no protection against infection, Mark replied saying in ten days the meds would be out of his system and he would be infectious. Fifteen days later, last Thursday, I took a day off work and went to his house. Mark is a multiple cummer, and for the next five hours he fucked me, cumming inside my ass seven times before he began shooting blanks. We whispered nasty things to each other the entire time. I'm going back to his house next week for another breeding. I want to make sure I receive his gift and that it thrives inside me. Of course he wants the same. If you're on PrEP and on this site, you know what you really want. Stop taking that blue pill and embrace your destiny, as I have.

Robert was feeling better by the following Thursday when Sam came over. Sam walked over to Robert and deep kissed him and then slowly pushed Robert onto his knees and had Robert start to suck his cock. Once it was hard, Sam pulled his cock from Robert’s mouth and pushed down Robert’s pants and then had him get on all fours. Sam started fingering Robert’s still tight hole with lube laced with Tina and in minutes Robert was moaning and begging for it. Sam proceeded to fuck Robert and put his week old load into him. After cumming, Sam had Robert put on the leather pants he had brought for him and told him that they were going to go out to one of the bars Robert had told him about. When Sam and Robert got to the bar around 10pm there was a line around the block but Sam went up to the bouncer and with a 100 dollar handshake he and Robert were let into the bar. Sam and Robert took a back booth and watched the action on the dance floor. It was a scene mixed of very out there college students confortable with who they were mixed with a number of students who Sam could read as being uncomfortable or trying to down play how much they were into the scene. Sam while scanning the bar found what he was looking for in two college age students hanging by the bar. Both of them looked barely 18 years old and were very fidgety in their mannerisms, and Sam decided that they would be perfect for Robert’s next step. Sam, had the waiter bring them a round of drinks and a note to have them join Sam and Robert at their table. Johnny and Paul who were your typical broke college kids jumped at the chance to be with someone who would pay for their drinks. Johnny and Paul had no intention of doing anything more than drinking with Sam and Robert but over the course of a couple of hours their inhibitions were lowered as more drinks were consumed. To ensure that Johnny and Paul would not have any inhibitions by the end of the night Sam discretely slipped into their drinks GHB. By 1:30am Johnny and Paul were no near sober when Sam suggested they come back to Robert’s place for a nightcap. Johnny and Paul not knowing what they were walking into, agreed and by 2am were in the living room of Robert’s place and Sam had Robert put on a bareback porn movie. Sam started commenting on the action and he could see Johnny and Paul getting hard but were shy to show it. Sam then reached into his pocket and pulled out a packet of cocaine and setup lines on the table. Sam had Robert do a line and then asked Johnny and Paul if they wanted to do one as well. Not wanting to seem “lame” they each did a line and then while feeling the rush of doing their first lines of cocaine, Sam walked over and to Johnny and deeply kissed him. Robert following Sam’s lead did the same to Paul and soon Sam had Johnny naked and Johnny sucking on his cock. Sam told Robert to get Paul undressed and to have Paul suck on Robert’s cock. Once Johnny and Paul were on their knees sucking cocks, Sam whispered to Robert that he was going to fuck Johnny and Robert was to fuck Paul. Sam told Robert to follow his lead. Sam told johnny to get on his hands and knees and at the same time Robert did the same to Paul. Sam then took out his special tina laced lube and started to work it into Johnny’s tight hole and then he had Robert do the same to Paul. After a few minutes both Johnny and Paul were begging to be fucked and it was at this point Robert started fucking Paul as Sam did the same to Johnny. Robert was taking all the frustration he had buried from his past relationships our and was brutally pounding Paul’s ass with his cock. It was only a couple of minutes later that Robert exploded into Paul’s ass filled it with more cum than he could ever remember. Sam saw Robert extract his still rock hard but pink covered cock from Paul’s ass and told him to take his place and fuck Johnny. Robert did as he was told as Sam then went over to Paul and slowly massaged into his cum filled hole more Tina to keep Paul’s booty bump going. Robert went about fifteen minutes before he exploded his second load into Johnny and when his pink covered cock came out Sam had Paul start to lick it clean. Sam went over to johnny and as he did to Paul slowly worked more tina into his hole and then proceeded to fuck Johnny. After Sam put a 2nd load into Johnny he asked Paul and Johnny if they wanted to stay and party with Robert and Sam. Sam told them they would get special gifts for staying with them through the night and when both said yes, Sam told Robert that he should call Angelo and tony to see if they wanted to play. To be continued

I just got off work and was horny as hell. Been craving cock ever since I hooked up with a regular from few years ago--But that is another story. I get home and get out of my car and enter the house to be greeted by the 3 dogs I own. I go on Grindr and start searching. I really want to get fucked. Not just fucked, BUT BRED. I find this country boy who is top-verstile. Hi, (me) Hey wasup, (him) Just cant sleep horny af, (me) Same here u got pics? (him) (So I send him my ass pic) Dick pic? You? (sending my dick pic) 7 in cut btw (he sends torso & 2 cock pics) U drive? (His torso slim with a trail) (His cock has a good size head, nice mushroom type shaped, narrows as you get closer to his nice little balls. the cock was shaped thicker closer to head and thinner closer to nuts.) (may get a pic up here if I can figure how to do that) Yup U top? Top vers Wbu Vers btm You clean? I am Yup So where are you? Willow off hardin So can you host? We cn play on the porch btgotta be super quiet Face pic trade? ( he is a scraggly haired 21 yr old-- the kind that if he cleaned up some might be very attractive-- So, I was IN!!) Not sure about the porch thing. I am pretty vocal You fuck bare or safe? Bare usually-- And it needs to be extremely quiet Cant be quiet then cant be done Cool Well I am interested but maybe you could come here sometime so you can fuck me hard and make me scream Cool bt I dnt really drive anywhere I have to care for a disabled person. How long is ur dick 7 cut u 8 3/4 Cut Wanna play? Yes just nervous about porch It'll be fine How many times can you cum? Once wbu Once I just like cum a lot Mmmmmm good - Wanna trade bus I want to get fucked and filled Gna b able to do that quietly Not sure (Love and hate sketch hookups - just not sure) You probably cum a big load too Right? Yeah (I send him another ass pic) Damn I want that cock What you got going on tonight? Nothin really I want a facial I really need fucking I don't shoot big loads (I always say that so if they get me to shoot a big one they did good work and feel good about themselves--HAHA) Damit Sorry Wouldu fuck me too Is your hole cleaned out? I like rimming and fucking a hot clean hole I will still take your load too (I send him a dick pic) Ok when do u wanna play What works 4 you? Now Got to shower- will message as soon as I am leaving you got lube? Yep So, I go and jump in the shower having been cleaning out since I got home from work. Mentally begging for cock and cum. I finger myself for a little bit getting two fingers inside. Then, I jump from the shower and grab a pair of gym shorts, free-ballin it. I grab my shirt and shoes and am out the door. Jump in car and text him again. Leaving now We still on?? Yeah just got out of shower heres my address - 303 tulip ct. Off, I go driving there playing with my cock, trying to stay focused on the road. My hole twitching, desiring, craving cock and cum. Focus back to road. I hate this outside shit it makes me nervous. Why so quiet? Fuck I like to moan, groan, beg, etc. Getting close (not my cock but my car this is a text now) Greg here Quenton Turn on Tulip when u see me or get to the end of road turn ur light off park at end I wl come out So, he walks up to my side of my car and says hello. I ask about where we are going to play and he said in car or maybe over there. pointing at the big tree by the gate of the next yard. Oh, and this boy is country, boots, hunting hat, cam jacket. He is like his picture he sent- cute. Then he smiled-- OMG he wants to suck my cock with those teeth. OH Man, poor guy. They were all crooked and messed up. But, fuck it I am here for cock not mouth so just don't do it long. We go over by the tree and fence and his two dogs start barking at us. meantime he is telling them to be quiet. FUCK! like let the dogs bark and fuck me hard and no one will notice my moans and groans. So, finally he comes over, I drop to my knees and start sucking his cock. I am hungry. he is like his pictures- slim build nice little nipples to play with, a cock that is growing. YUMMM!! He then pulls me to my feet and drops to his knees and starts sucking me. OMG I can feel teeth. enjoy it he is doing ok. he tried to deep throat me but cant take it. I pull him up, and drop to my knees. His cock has grown and think he was honest about size or at least close to it. (Damn, I hate the liars, like am I not going to have it in me and can tell.) I just want to get fucked and bred, so horny all day. So, i suck like crazy on that cock. Taking it as deep as possible and score the mark deep throating. He moans. I work on his cock for a good 5 minutes when he pulls me back up and goes down on my cock. First thing he does is deep throat it. FUCK was it tight. He gagged and I pulled out. I said. Are you ok? Yeah, do it again. SO, I put it back in and drive it back hard. he gags again but i only let him off a little then I grab the back of his head and pounds in. He is moaning. Then, he takes off jack hammering his mouth on my cock. FUCK, his teeth are a little hard to handle. So, lets get to FUCKING!! I stand up ask for the lube, lube my hole, lube his cock, turn around and guide that cock in. Wait, OMG forgot, poppers and there is a reason it has to happen. I bend further over and he slides his cock head over my hole. I pull my poppers out of my shorts pocket and take a good long hit. close the bottle. turn to him and say, I got this. I bend over and grab is hard shaft and guide the head to my twitching hole which doesn't know what I am doing. I barely get his head just into opening my hole and then I do it. FUCK!! I gasp as I slam my ass down on his dick until i felt his balls. OMG, I might tear. FUCK!! I slide off with just the head firmly inside my hole and then he slams back into me causing me to gasp and moan and wanted to scream, "FUCK THAT HURT!!! BRED ME!!" But, I must be quiet. he pulls out nearly all the way and I slam my ass back down on it and gasp. He takes the cue and just starts pounding my hole. I can't not gasp as he fucks me and I push back on his cock. OMG, I like this cock. Then, his cock starts to get softer. He slides out then i notice he is panting. Did you cum? Oh, YA! He never said anything, didn't warn me, didn't ask if it was ok. Just bred me deep. FUCK I loved it. So, I bend over and suck his cock clean. I already want to get fucked again. He starts jerking my cock. So, are you ready to get fucked? Oh, man I can't after I cum. Well, I will have to fuck you first next time and then you can fuck me. Yea, that work Well, let me know (as I pull up my pants and and made sure I had all my things) What are you doing tomorrow night? I guess cumin here to fuck you, breed you, and take a load from you. For sure, I just need a good excuse to go out for this long. My disabled fiancee needs me around. Well, let me know (DAMN, he is engaged! FUCK tomorrow will be great to breed him.) I get in my car and drive off. His load still inside. Hoping he is serious about tomorrow. He had a nice small perky ass- I can't wait to get into and breed. As I drive down the road, I can feel a little cum dripping out. I am still HARD as hell and now craving more cock and cum. And, I realize there was never a discussion of disease free or not. FUCK, I guess I can be a slut. When I get home and finger my hole to taste his juice and find out it is deep in me. I have to push it out and takes a few. Fuck it tastes good. End Part 1 (Well, let me know if you liked this story and I will share the next night. BTW: this happened 3 hours ago.)

“Suck his dick boy, come on now, get that shit hard, how’s it feel having a dick in your ass for the first time?” Simon says as the BBCs gather around, waiting to use my cherry hole. Uncle Simon wasn’t really my uncle, I just called him that. He was my stepmother’s cousin’s son and several years older than me. After my dad remarried when I was 10, Simon was the only person in that bitch’s family that treated me halfway decent, and I thought he was the coolest shit. He was a semi-truck driver, owned a bunch of muscle cars that he would buy as junkers and then restore, he smoked cigarettes and weed, drank like a fish, swore like a sailor, and was always talking about sex. Simon was a big, rugged fucker and when he paid attention to me I always felt special - whether we were in the house full of the bitch’s family, or just alone in his garage with him showing me how to tear apart an engine. Uncle Simon became my father figure when my own dad stopped, so I trusted him, learned from him, grew up becoming the man he wanted me to be - or so I thought. The first time I stayed at Simon’s house for the weekend was about a month after my dad remarried and it was also when I drank my first beer, hit a joint, and saw a grown man naked and I was entranced. I was reluctant to try to the beer and weed, but he made it a game and laughed and said, “Uncle Simon says…” and whenever he did that, I had to do whatever it was he told me. That became our special game and how Simon got me to do anything he wanted - from drinking to vandalism. So that first weekend, “Uncle Simon says..” was how I got drunk off one beer, high from one hit of a joint, and forever thought the sight of a long, big dick was the most amazing thing in the world. We had spent all day working on an old barn on his farm and when it was time for dinner, Simon got undressed, told me to as well, and then he used the hose outside to shower us off and then chased me around a bit on his lawn. Nothing sexual happened, just good naked fun and that’s how my weekends were with Uncle Simon - fun, mixed with beer, weed, and naked, innocent romps. I was 11 the first time Simon took me for a trip on his semi truck. We went from New England where I grew up to Cincinnati, Ohio, and one of the cereal factories for General Mills. I got see see New York City, hookers at truck stops along with naked truckers, and more of the country than I had ever imagined. Whenever I stayed at Simon’s house I always slept on the couch, but in the truck, I had to sleep next to Simon in the bunk, and that first night, lying beside him was rapture and torture. I felt safe, secure, enjoyed the firmness of his body next to mine, the smell of cigarette smoke that clung to him, the whiff of alcohol on his breath. I also got my first real boner - that was the torture - and I didn’t sleep at all. Uncle Simon made sure I knew everything a young man needed to know - either by teaching me directly like how to fight, or by leaving DVDs for me to watch of things that were more of a ‘personal’ nature, or giving me free reign on his computer to explore the internet as I willed. I was 16 when I moved out of my dad’s house for good and moved in with Uncle Simon. Life at home had become unbearable and frankly abusive and the only time I was happy or felt safe was when I was at Uncle Simon’s. By the time I turned 18 I had my future all planned out. I would move to Uncle Simon’s farm, build my own house down in the back field by the river where we skinny dipped, and work for him on his truck and maybe, just maybe someday, I would have my own truck to drive too. The night of my 18th birthday, Uncle Simon surprised me with a big cake, a bunch of new clothes, and some extra good weed. He then said, “Uncle Simon says swallow this,” as he handed me a round pink pill. I smiled, swallowed, he took one too, popped in his favorite porn DVD, and before I knew it we were both sitting on the couch jacking our dicks. That pill made me feel shit I had never felt before! Like I could fly, and dance, and just warm and fuzzy - and horny as shit and I wanted nothing more than to touch Uncle Simon’s dick. So I did. “You’ve got such a great dick Uncle Simon,” I burted out. He laughed, pushed his hips a little forward to make it thrust out some more as he continued to watch the porn and jack his dick. The next thing I knew I was on my knees, between his legs, with his dick in my mouth as he grunted, “SUCK MY DICK BITCH - SWALLOW MY LOAD.” That was the most amazing thing I had ever tasted and as the last drop of cum hit my tongue, I stood up, turned around, bent forward and pleaded, “Please fuck me Uncle Simon, I want to feel your dick inside me.” The world stopped, the music ended, there was painful silence. I turned back around and Uncle Simon wasn’t smiling any more. He pushed his ashtray towards the end of the couch, stood up, brushed past me, went into his bedroom and slammed the door. What had I done wrong? I thought...I thought...fuck I don’t know what I thought beyond that I loved Uncle Simon and just wanted to please him. Looking back, the next two months were awkward for sure. Uncle Simon was more distant, but at the time I was too busy with the last weeks of school to really notice. We never spoke of my birthday night and while I jerked off thinking about sucking him, Uncle Simon was always too busy, too tired, or too something to really party with me. Graduation came and Uncle Simon told me he had a big surprise for me. I expected he was finally going to give me a car of my own and had been begging for one for a while now, but no, his surprise was that he and I were going to spend the summer running long hauls on his truck back and forth across the country - farther than we had ever gone before. That sounded good to me. Those final few hours in Uncle Simon’s semi felt like old times. We laughed, joked, I smoked, Uncle Simon looked at me in a way that I thought was full of desire and need, and the miles of pavement flew by. We stopped earlier than usual and pulled into a run down motel off the freeway in the shadows of the city skyline of Hartford, Connecticut. We never stayed at hotels, but Uncle Simon waved off my questions and just said he had an old friend stopping by later to catch up. I made several trips to pull our luggage out of the truck, and by the time I was done Uncle Simon was back and loaded up with enough beer and liquor to satisfy an army. As darkness descended, I was feeling good and drunk and high from some top grade weed Uncle Simon had rolled. I didn’t even pay any attention when he repacked his suitcases and stook them back to the truck - maybe I should have. Once night settled Uncle Simon said, “Come on, let’s go hit the bar.” I objected, noting I wasn’t 21. Uncle Simon laughed and said, “They don’t give a fuck, just come on.” I smiled as Uncle Simon wrapped his big muscular arm around my shoulder and guided me through the parking lot, across a median, and down the other side of the street. We stopped in front of a door with a faded sign on it that said ‘LOUNGE’ and another that said ‘CLOSED’. Before he boldly opened the door, Uncle Simon reached into his pant’s pocket, pulled out a baggie that had a couple of pink pills in it, smiled and said, “Uncle Simon says open up and swallow.” Oh My Fucking God! He was going to let me suck him again - or maybe even fuck me - and...and...my brain totally fried right then and there with endless possibilities of what Uncle Simon and I were going to do that night. Yet, in my eagerness to please, I never noticed that as Uncle Simon plopped two of the devil’s pills onto my tongue, he did not take one for himself. I don’t know what I expected as I had never been in a bar before, but I guess the one we walked into met all the marks of a hole-in-a-wall-dive-bar. The light was dim, the air was thick with years of smoke of all kinds, the carpet had holes in it, the place smelled of sweat, piss, puke, and more. Uncle Simon walked up to the bartender, ordered two beers, the bartender smiled at me, licked his lips, grabbed a couple frosted glasses and poured some draft beer. The pills had kicked in, so I gave him my best smile and he chuckled, “Damn, you got some cute dimples on you!” I blushed, looked to Uncle Simon who just nodded and took a long slug of beer before pulling out his cigarettes and lighting up. Moments later I was dancing in place, giddy with delight as Uncle Simon seemed relax, at ease - himself - and the bartender kept slinging drinks my way. We had not been there long when the door opened and four, large, brawny black men walked in. I stopped dancing. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up, I got goose bumps running up my arm. I stepped back against Uncle Simon’s knees as he sat on the only occupied stool at the bar as we were surrounded. The black guy closest to me reached out, shook Uncle Simon’s hand, and asked, “SO WE ALL SET FOR SOME RAW HOLE SURFING?” I barely heard or registered what he said as I was busy fending off the touchy-feely-handsy friends he had brought with him. Their attention was exhilarating! No one had ever paid attention to me like that, or ever touched me like that, or made me feel so...so wanted. I couldn’t put words to it at the time, but I was desired - they desired me and my body knew it even if my mind didn’t. My heart was racing, my hips were moving, my ass was eager and waiting. Uncle Simon tapped me on the shoulder, I spun around, smiling in euphoria as he said, “Uncle Simon says open up and swallow.” Two more chalky pills plopped on my tongue and were washed down with the dregs of beer from my now lukewarm glass. Uncle Simon said, “Yeah, one more beer and he’s all yours.” Again - I heard what he said, but it did not register. I should have run then. The music got louder, the skanky bar got brighter, the touch of the hands from the four black men got firmer, more deliberate, more invasive. The bartender’s smile got wider. Uncle Simon appeared more faded, distant, like the river of time was starting to flow downhill. Next thing I knew I was naked, on my hands and knees on the floor of the skanky bar sucking a HUGE, thick black dick, as my ass was broken open, raw, wild, and nasty! OH FUCK IT HURT! Uncle Simon’s voice sounded distant, yet firm, “SUCK HIS DICK BOY, COME ON NOW, GET THAT SHIT HARD, HOW’S IT FEEL HAVING A DICK IN YOUR ASS FOR THE FIRST TIME?” Frankly I was too fucked up to really say - it felt fucking amazing yet at the same time I didn’t really feel it. Weird right? But Molly fucks with you like that and I was beyond tripping. “I’M CUMMING IN THAT TIGHT COOCHIE - MAKING THAT FAGGOT TAKE MY NUTT - OH HELLS YEAH - TIGHT ASSHOLE JUST GRIPPING MY DICK - BEGGING FOR THIS RAW, NUTT!” That was my first load - my first BBC load from some anonymous man just eager to breed some ass with no questions asked. My first raw fuck. My first feeling of a man cumming inside me. As soon as he pulled out I gasped as another one of the black guys slammed into me, tearing my ass open a little, his dick being thicker, longer, rougher. They all just laughed. I opened my eyes wide, tried to turn my head, but the insistent dick in my mouth held me fairly in place, yet I could see Uncle Simon off to the side as he fanned a stack of cash and asked, “You sure you good with this?” The black man he was speaking too laughed and replied, “Fucka, I already made that back and then some from these homies who were eager to stir their whip cream into some cherry pie. Now where the fuck’s them motel room keys you said you got? I got so much black dick lined up for that faggot hole the bitch won’t walk straight for a month!” A small tear eased down my cheek as Uncle Simon bent down, looked me in the eyes, and said, “I ain’t no faggot. Uncle Simon says you’re where you belong now.”

Bi-the way…… I have always considered myself tolerant of guys who were not like me, straight, especially when one of my best friends came out to me my senior year in high school. We had been planning to room together in college and his news didn’t change my mind. In fact I was somewhat intrigued at the thought of having a gay roommate. We never did anything with each other and had our own friends. One of my other friend said he knew two roommates who were bisexual, and he thought they would go out with us and we’d have a good time. They were very sexual and it would be easy to score some college pussy off these girls. We planned an easy evening and ended up in the girls' one bedroom apartment off campus (It was apparent the girls slept together all the time.) We were drinking all night long when one of the girls pulled out a strange glass pipe and began smoking some strange white crystal. The girls remarked the crystal really got them horny with the intense desire to be fucked. At first I was reluctant to indulge, but my friend lit up and exhaled a big white cloud, handed me the pipe and torch, grunting I’d love the feeling of fucking on this shit. I decided 'what the hell', lit the pipe and took in a big hit. After that we got down to business. We were all kissing and peeling off our clothing as the first hit affected me in a positive way. We all kept smoking as we kissed, licked, sucked and eventually fucked. Both girls were hot and my bud and I took turns fucking each girl. Then something strange happened. I was eating one of the girls out when I started getting the best blow job of my life. As I paused in eating the pussy, the second girl kissed me, leaving me wondering in my drugged-up mind, who's hot mouth was on my hard cock. You guessed it: looking down I saw my buddy sucking my cock. "What the fuck?" I exclaimed. "Oh, I didn't tell you - I'm also bisexual," he remarked and then went back to servicing my my cock. One of the girls urged me to take another hit from the pipe. One hit turned into five big hits. While my buddy sucked my cock one of the girls began to lick my ass. This was also a new sensation for me and it drove me crazy. I quickly shot my load down my buddy’s throat as the girl kept sticking her tongue deep inside my hole. I zoned-out in pleasure, and when I began to resurface, I found my buddy was crouched between my legs, face to face with me. Looking into my eyes he asked "Enjoying yourself?" "Hell, yeah," I groaned in replied, whereupon I received my first man to man kiss. His hard cock was also prodding my soaked hole. For some strange reason I can’t explain I let him continue and the tip of his hard cock penetrated my virgin ass. There was a noticeable pain as he started to breach my hole. He seemed to know I was in some discomfort as he broke our kiss instructing me "Breathe in deep, breathe with my cock," adding "Give this a minute or so - I'll stop if you want, but within a couple of minutes I would think you'll be begging for me to fuck you." As he anticipated, gradually my ass relaxed and my buddy was able to slide his entire eight inch rock hard cock deep into my (formerly) tight ass. When he reached full depth he began to slowly rock in and out as he gave me another kiss. This time I let his tongue enter my mouth. While his kiss had me slightly distracted he began to slowly pull out and slide back in. While he began to slowly fuck me, the girls were making out and 69’ing eating each other’s pussies. I’m not sure when it happened but my friend stroked my hard cock telling me "It looks like you are really enjoying being fucked." He wasn’t kidding, as he fucked me all I could do was moan and grunt my approval. I then surprised myself when I asked him to fuck me, fuck me hard. I heard his breathing change as his cock grew harder deep in my hole. I knew what was about to happen but didn’t try to stop it as he grunted out and I felt his cock spasm inside me.

Chapter XVI The next day was just pretty normal until about 6pm when I got another email from the poz guy. I opened it up to see what he was doing this time. It started with another pic of his huge cock, only this time with a big drop of precum clinging to the end of it. He wrote that he was waiting for a reply from us on when we wanted his cock in us and filling our holes with his nice toxic loads. He went on to write that he was not going to be fucking anyone else till we got his loads first. I closed the email quickly and found myself breathing very hard. What the hell, I did not want pozzed and was sure my boy didn't either. When my love got home from work I again showed him the email. He just gasped and said the same thing I had been thinking, what the hell? He told me it seemed that guy thought because we had let him fuck us once, he could do it again anytime at all and next time with a hvl to really poz us. We both tried to ignore it but about every other day a new email came to one or both of us now. They always had a pic of the guys giant cock with more and more precum dripping and then finally of his cock coated with a huge load of cum, which he wrote should have been in one of our holes. Then came one of a vid of him jacking his cock, slowly, till he spurted a huge load all over his chest and telling us he could hardly wait to spurt like that in our holes. We both admitted that the pics and the vid were hot as hell. That gigantic cock was all we could talk about and how great it had felt, but we both said there was no way it was going in us now that he was fully toxic. About three weeks later, after more and more emails. My boy and I were making love. The vid that day had been very hot as the poz guy had not only jacked himself but run a pretty good sized dildo up his ass as he started to cum. WOW It had been hot. As my boy and I were getting hotter and hotter in bed. My guy was really pounding my hole hard and I could tell he was about ready to cum, when out of the blue I heard myself say, "Yeah, do it, cum in me, fill me up full, I want your POZ cum running out of my hole." Oops, what the hell did I say, my boy rammed home one more time and was cumming but as he leaned back from me a bit, I saw how wide his eyes had gotten. He was staring at me very weird. I didn't even realize what I had just said until that moment. I was mortified and my boy rolled off of me still staring at me. I asked if I had just said what I said as I couldn't believe it had come out of my mouth. My boy just nodded and kept staring at me. Then he asked what the heck was I thinking about. I had no idea. It had just popped out. Did I really want pozzed or what the hell. OMG What did I do?

Tulane University. Man was I ever happy to be here. I was scared and kinda lonely when I first arrived. I met my roommate. Ugh! What a tool he was. A cross between a ROTC guy and a computer nerd with thinning blonde hair (at 18!) and a square face. His name was Erik and he was nice enough. We didn't have much in common from moment one though. I immediately sought out other guys on the floor to introduce myself to. There were some fucking gorgeous guys on my floor. During the first week there were various orientation events happening on campus. We started classes and I got my handle on the campus itself and started to feel comfortable. During one of the orientation seminars, we were in the auditorium for the diversity seminar. During this seminar, a dude came out on stage. He seemed really nervous. He was a senior and I watched him in awe as he told the whole freshman class that he was gay. I later found out that he came out to everyone that night - all his friends, no one knew beforehand except the event coordinator. Afterwards, the guys and I were walking back to the dorm and talking about the diversity seminar. I was quickly becoming friends with three guys: Ben, my neighbor; Paul, who lived down the hall and was loud and quiet all at the same time; and Jason, who was fucking gorgeous, built and I already knew had an impressive cock (thank you showers). Paul was really quiet about the seminar. Ben and I were saying how strange and brave and kinda shocking the "coming out" was. We all expected the racial and gender diversity stuff, but we hadn't expected the gay stuff. Jason just said, "Whatever. The guy looks like a dork. I bet he couldn't get any pussy if he tried." We all laughed. Then we heard there was a liquor store close to campus where we could purchase alcohol - Louisiana is pretty lax with its purchase and consume laws. I could buy at 18, but Ben could not because he was 17. I was surprised, but I took my SoCo and left the store I drank so much SoCo that night sitting outside the dorm and hanging with the boys that when I found myself being led upstairs by Jason later, I was not surprised. Except Jason took me to his room and not my room. Jason told me to take off my clothes and I did. He then dropped his shorts and said, "Give me a blowjob." My drunk ass totally gobbled his cock right there in his room. He moaned softly, leaned back on his bed and said, "I knew you wanted my cock." I sucked his cock for awhile, but I started to choke because it was so big. He told me to stop and said he didn't want me throwing up his cock juice. He told me to lie on the floor and I did. He spread my legs and grabbed some lotion. He lubed up his cock and slid it into my ass. It hurt, but I was drunk and relaxed quickly. He started to hammer my ass with quick strokes. He said, "You have a tight ass slut." He banged away at my ass and came hard inside me. Then he said, "You gotta go now." I left and went to my room. The next morning I work up with a wicked hangover and I couldn't believe how much it hurt. I stayed in bed all day. Paul and Ben came and got me for food and then that night, Jason, Paul, Ben and I all went to another orientation seminar. This one was about sex. Basically the lecture theme was - we know college is a time to experiment, but please play safe. There was a play where people would walk on stage and kiss each other - girls and guys in twosomes, threesomes, same sex, opposite sex - until there were like 40 people on stage. Then one of the last people stepped forward and said, "I was a virgin until tonight. I didn't use a condom with the guy because I assumed he was relatively safe too. I cared for him. What I didn't know was that his sexual history exposed me to diseases from all of these other people on stage." I was stunned. I looked at Jason. Jason and I hung out again that night. I told him how surprised I was at the play we had seen that evening. I said we should have played safe and used a condom. He agreed and was kinda sheepish about what we had done. He never asked for my sexual history, nor I his. We went and got more liquor that night. We drank some, but not as much as the previous evening. He fucked me again that night and most nights until he got a girlfriend about mid-September. We used condoms most times, but not always. We tried to play safe though. Ben and I were taking a Psych 100 class together. It was massive and in the largest lecture hall on campus. Because it was such a large class, the university used it for other lectures and some experiments. I filled out a sexual history once in the class as did 300 other people; experiments like that. One day, we got a lecture on safe sex and promiscuity on campus. The nurse said Tulane had a very high STD rate and it was because people got drunk and didn't use condoms. The person from the health center told us that there were already 4 HIV positive cases on campus in the past year and more syphilis, crabs, gonnorhea, etc. She was trying to shock us. I was kinda shocked. I was scared too. I didn't want HIV or anything else. I was getting fucked by only one guy, but I had no idea how many other people he was having sex with. The next class there was a guy invited to lecture. He seemed like a regular guy, 32 years old, fit, brown hair, attractive, nice body. The professor asked him to talk about gay life in New Orleans. He talked about it and then he focused on the promiscuity. When we talked about sex I felt like he was looking right at me. His eyes bored through me as he talked about sex with men. Then he shocked and scared me more than anything I had heard since I heard Eli beg for Jason's cum. He said, "I have HIV. I fuck guys regularly. I think it is the other guy's responsibility to ask me if I have HIV and to ask me to use a condom. If the guy doesn't ask, I don't tell. If the guy doesn't ask me to use a condom, then I fuck him bareback. It is the other guy's responsibility to ask, not mine to tell or disclose." I must have been staring at him open mouthed. The class was probably staring at him open-mouthed and shocked. I heard a guy say, "Dude that is just fucking wrong." The attractive lecturer said, "Sex is between consenting adults. If you don't ask and don't tell me you want or don't want something, then it's on you." He said there are exceptions, like underage sex and rape. He said in both of those situations the other partner is not consenting. A girl asked, "What if your partner is too drunk or high and doesn't think to ask you about HIV or to use a condom?" The lecturer said, "Getting drunk or high is no excuse for you not taking responsibility for your life. If a guy I meet at a bar is drunk enough to want to go home with me and then doesn't ask me about my status and then we fuck and we don't use condoms, then it is still his fault." I couldn't help it. I was fucking rock hard in my shorts listening to him. I was thinking about all the guys I'd sucked and been fucked by who hadn't used condoms. I had not asked for condoms or told these guys that they didn't need to use a condom - what the lecturer referred to as bareback sex. I knew I was at fault for my actions and I was shocked by them. Basically, this hot 32 year old gay guy was standing in front of the class telling me it was my fault if I got HIV. And my cock was hard. I was so blown away. I think I was in a trance the rest of the day. I beat myself up all day and all night for my choices. I ran and went to the gym for the next few weeks, but I never got that guy or his admonition out of my head. I had knowingly let guys I did not know fuck me without condoms and cum inside me. I was obviously distracted and that is when Jason grabbed me and told me he had been invited to a fraternity party that weekend and he wanted me to go with him. I agreed..........

I had never been in with the 'cool' kids. At 5' 8", and always on the skinny side, I was to small for the football team and, if I had to be honest, I didn't find much that I had in common with the other kids at school. It didn't help that as I hit puberty the transformation of my body was less dramatic than I had expected, and for an 18 year old guy, I was left looking somewhat effeminate. I don't know if this was the reason, or it was a combination of reasons, but tonight when I arrived at a party of a school friend, things went downhill fast. The jock kids noticed my arrival and immediately the sniggers and comments began. "Hey Jordan! Why don't you bring those pretty lips over here and learn how to please a real man" yelled Craig, one of the stars of the basketball team. I turned bright red and tried to walk away, but Craig wouldn't let-up, and yelled "Hey, where do you think you're going? I've got a three day load with your name on it pussy boy. Mouth or ass, I don't care. After all you’re just a fucking faggot hole for me to dump a load in." All his friends laughed as I ran from the room. When I got outside I paused to catch my breath. As I felt the hot tears running down my cheeks, I wiped them away, and also decided to go home - I didn't want to be in the same room with those fucks again. I started the long walk back to my place as I had been given a lift by my sister and she wasn't due back for hours, so it made sense to walk back and clear my head. I was about a mile down the road before I realised just how quiet it was. I checked my watch and it was a little after midnight. As I walked along the road absorbed in my thoughts, I heard a car approaching, and, as it neared, I sensed it was slowing down, and sure enough, a pickup pulled up along side me and the driver called-out "Hey kid, what you doing walking by yourself on the road at this time of night?" As I squinted into the cab I saw an older guy, probably mid 40's with steel blue eyes and dark brown crew cut. He looked built, and I could see from the light in the cab that he had massive arms and a thick muscled chest. "I'm heading home from a party that didn't end as well as I had hoped" I replied. "Get in kid. I'll give you a lift. It ain't safe to be walking around at this hour." I looked at him hard for a second, judging whether I should get into a car with a stranger before accepting his offer. "Thanks, Mr…." I started. "Matt" he cut in. "Oh, hey, thanks Matt, I'm Jordan" I replied. "Get in kid, I don't wanna be out all night" I walked round the cab and jumped in. As we headed off down the road I gave him my address, to which he grunted an acknowledgement. I stared out the window, as he didn't seem particularly talkative. As I looked out I saw his reflection in the glass, I found myself admiring his features. He looked so muscled and strong, I found myself imagining him without his shirt on, and within seconds I was starting to get hard. I had been looking at his reflection so long that by the time I glanced out the window I realised I had no idea where we were, all the houses had been replaced by tree flashing past the window. "Where are we? Did you miss my turn off?" I asked. "We aren't going to your house boy" he replied, "we're going to my place. I saw the way you were looking at me, you and me are gonna have some fun." Fear flashed through me and I started to protest, "Look mister I don't know what you're talking about but I need to go home, just let me out here and I will find my own way back." Just as I spoke we turned off the main road and into a driveway, as the pickup drove down the long drive I saw an old house come into view. It looked like an old farm cottage and from best I could tell we were miles from anything. "Listen here, boy. You're coming inside with me. I saw the way you were looking and I know you want a piece of my cock." With that Matt jumped out the cab, walked around to my door and opened it, roughly grabbed my arm, and yanked me from the pickup and towards the house. I tried to break away from him but he had a tight grip on my arm and I was tiny in comparison to his muscled body. Holding me in front of himself, he pushed me down the walk and through the front door. Once inside, he pinned me up against the wall, and finally I could appreciate how much bigger than I was Matt. He stood about 6' 4", and he looked like he was made of 230 pounds of solid muscle. As I looked up at him with frightened eyes, he dropped his hand onto my shoulder and pushed me onto my knees. "Please, let me go! I don't know what you're doing but I just want to go home" I pleaded. "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" he barked at me. "Tonight you're gonna find out what a sissy faggot like you is made for. Open up my jeans and get my cock out, bitch." I hesitated not knowing what I should do, but apparently I hesitated too long because *SLAP* - my face stung as he hit me. "I won't tell you again, boy. Open up my jeans and get your mouth on my cock!" he ordered. Terrified of being hit again, or worse, I started to undo the buttons on his jeans. As I undid each button a pair of white briefs came into view. When I had them all undone I was faced with a wall of muscled thighs and between them an enormous engorged cock, barely contained beneath the thin white material. I watched in fascination as a small wet patch appeared at his cock head, turning the white material clear with precum. "Don't just sit there drooling boy, get that fucker out and in your mouth" he demanded. This being my first time on my knees, I gingerly peeled his briefs down, and taking his thick cock in my hand, I started to slowly suck on the head of his cock. I couldn't believe that I was actually kneeling between the legs of such a hot daddy, and with his enormous tool in my mouth. "What the fuck are you doing boy? Don't pussy about with it, suck that cock!" he roared as he grabbed the back of my head and forced me down on his eight-inch meaty cock. I gasped for air as he forced it deeper down my throat. I could feel the massive head slide down my neck and triggering my gag reflex. He heard me start to gag and barked "Harden the fuck up faggot! You're going to be doing this plenty more, so you better learn how to take it. If you puke on my cock I'll crush your pathetic little balls." I swallowed hard as I tried to stop from puking and with a lot of effort I was able to settle into a rhythm of him plowing my throat all the way down till my nose was buried in his pubes. He fucked my face for about five minutes, then suddenly he stopped and pulled out. I was so thankful. Finally I could breath properly. As I gasped on the ground it occurred to me what I must look like: my face wet with spit and precum smeared all over it, my lips red and raw from the vicious face fucking I had taken - just like a dirty cocksucker. "Time for your next lesson on how to please a real man, faggot" he barked at me, grabbing me by the waist and throwing me over his massive shoulders. He carried me into a room which, from the large wooden-framed bed in the centre of the room, I judged to be the master bedroom. He threw me down on the mattress and as I tried to comprehend what had just happened, I felt him snap a handcuff onto each of my wrists, attaching the other end to the head board. "So faggot, you like to get fucked?" he asked. "Please! No! I have never been fucked; I have never been with anyone before! Just let me go, we can forget about all this" I pleaded. "A virgin pussyboy. Well I'll be damned. This IS gonna be fun" he replied, ignoring my pleas. "How old are you boy?" he asked. "I was 18 two weeks ago, sir" I replied, hoping my age might sway him to release me. "Damn, boy. Eighteen? I'm gonna wreck you so bad no one is ever gonna believe you are 18 ever again" he laughed at me. I watched as he grabbed a knife from his side table and quickly cut off my tshirt and shorts, leaving me naked and bound on the bed. Then he stood back and admired his work, watching me squirm uncomfortably on the bed. Approaching me, he roughly grabbed both my legs and yanked them up, exposing my tight boy ass, a sharp gasp signifying his approval as he admired my virgin hole, only, to my utter surprise, to lean over to explore my hole with his tongue. I squirmed with pleasure as his stubble rubbed against my ass, and his probing tongue made me buck and writhe on the bed. I let out a loud gasp, which, when he heard, lead him to snicker "You like that don't ya faggot? I tell you there is nothing as sweet in this world as 18 year old virgin boy pussy." I could only grunt in response. He ate my hole for about ten minutes, slowly opening me up wider and wider. Then, as quickly as he had started eating me out, he dropped my legs back to the bed. I remember gazing up at his muscled frame, still reeling from the feelings he had brought to my ass. "Ok boy, time for the main event." It suddenly dawned on me what was coming next. "Please sir, can't I just suck you?" I tried one last time to reason with him. He laughed in response, "Hell no boy. I've got a four day load in these balls that's gonna be the first load of man juice to get pumped into that perfect little cunt."\ I looked up at him terrified; he was fisting his cock through the front of his jeans. I watched him reach over and grab the lube, slick up his cock and position it at my virgin hole. "WAIT! Please if you're going to fuck me, at least wear a condom!" I pleaded. "You ain't good enough for a condom, fag. You're just a hole for me to plant my babies in" he replied. And with that, I watched him line-up his massive cock with my tiny pink hole and push his engorged head against it. He pushed hard and my puffy cunt lips finally surrendered and I had his fat cock head inside my ass. Terrified by this man barebacking me I tried to struggle against the handcuffs but it was no use. He had my thighs held tight and he used them to slowly pull me backwards onto his cock. As I looked down the length of my body, my eyes wide open with shock, I could see inch after inch disappear into my hole, and, in under thirty seconds his entire eight inch cock had been eaten by my hungry hole. "Damn, you're tight fag, but that hole just ate my whole dick. You sure this is your first time?" he sneered down at me. He flexed his dick and I cried out. "ANSWER ME BOY WHEN I ASK YOU A QUESTION!" he shouted. "Yes sir, it is my first time" I whimpered. "Then I guess this cunt was just made for my fat cock to plow then, wasn't it?" I didn't reply and so received another slap across the face. "WHAT DID I JUST SAY, BOY?" he roared. "Yes sir. My cunt was made for your fat cock to plow" I sobbed. And on hearing my reply, he started to slide his massive cock in and out of my no-longer-virgin hole. Each punch of his cock deep in my guts made me moan with a mix of pleasure and pain. His bulbous cock head felt like it was raking my insides over and over, stretching my ass lips every time he pulled all the way out, only to pile drive his cock back in a few seconds later. He looked down at his cock disappearing into my hole and smirked, "Well, I guess that answers that question" he said as I watch him slide down to my ass and touch it. "You're all torn up faggot, bleeding all over my cock." I didn't know what he meant and instead of slowing down or stopping this revelation only seemed to make him fuck me harder. He leaned down close to me, his face inches from mine and his massive muscled body completely covering my own lithe figure. I watched as sweat dripped off his face and onto me as he rutted wildly in my now destroyed boy pussy. I watched his eyes change and his face went red as his cock slammed harder into my hole. I'm gonna breed you boy, I'm gonna fill you up with a big toxic daddy load. You're gonna have my babies in you, my toxic babies, and then no one is gonna want you faggot ass pussy ever again." I stared at him blankly trying to work out what he meant. Seconds later he froze and I felt his engorged cock head expand in my ruined cunt, and I could feel the jets of thick white hot cum travel up his long shaft and pump into my guts. "TAKE MY FUCKING POZ LOAD, YOU FILTHY FUCKING WHORE!" he yelled. Suddenly it made sense, the terror overwhelmed me as I realised that right at this moment his fat cock was blasting a massive load of poz cum deep into my destroyed ass. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" I screamed, but it was too late. Even as I went to try and kick him away, he was already pulling his massive cock from my gaping hole. The deed was done. "Not a bad fuck, boy" he said as he re-snapped the buttons on his jeans. "Why did you do it?" I choked out as the tears came. "Someone was gonna poz your stupid cunt sooner or later boy, and I always get what I want" he replied. I tried to roll over and cry into the mattress, I was still sobbing when a minute later I felt him shove a large object in my gaping hole. "A butt plug boy, to make sure my boys don't leak out of that slutty hole" he said. I cried harder into the mattress. "At least until our other guests arrive tonight…" he trailed off.

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

He said he loved me… but he lied! (Part 1) First time, first love. It was an amazing feeling. Josh, the hottest bloke in town, had actually talked to me. I was stunned. It all started as another boring evening. My friends and I thought about going to the movies, but then someone suggested we could visit the new bath house in town, the ‘Toxic’. I argued against the idea as I knew that if I went I'd end-up sitting alone at the snack bar, drinking Coke Zero, while the other guys would get stuffed all around the place. And that was not a scene I wanted to revisit, but as usual I lost the argument as the majority thought a visit to the Toxic was a great idea, so that's where we found ourselves that night around 10:00 PM. Don’t get me wrong. It is not that I didn't enjoy sucking the seed out of a hard cock, or, for that matter, taking a long hard cock up my ass, but my experience was that most of the guys I'd find at the bath house would be queens who were masquerading as studs. And true studs would be few and far between. I guess you could say I didn't subscribe to the notion of flexible sexual roles. So there I was, true to form, sitting at the bar watching the scene as all kind of guys made out with each other. Some were eye-fucking me, but none were all that interesting, so I took the attitude 'Look, but don't touch'. Several guys offered me a drink, but I declined each, at least giving each guy a kindly smile. I knew I was the topic of gossip, and knowing as much I told everyone who hit at me that I wasn't interested in having anonymous bath house cock up my ass. No way, Jose. And then Josh entered the room and I got this tingling feeling in my guts. He was a hot hunk. He was 26 years old and had black hair. His eyes with were of the deepest blue I had ever seen, and as he spent time at the gym daily his body was stunning. He was not so pumped up, but rather had muscles in the right places. And talking about muscles in the right place, the bulge in his jeans was huge. Every other minute he grabbed his junk and adjusted himself, or uninhibitedly scratched his crotch. Every pussy in town was talking about Josh and not only the gay pussies. He was standing with a group of guys, several of whom had already approached me, but I had declined each of them. I found myself fuming at my foolishness, thinking had I known of Josh's connection with the guys, I could be standing over there, chatting with the cutest guy in the room. If only I had been less standoffish and had accepted a drink from one or another of the guys. Stupid….. Then I realized, they were staring in my direction even as they were chatting with each other. I turned around and looked behind myself but there was no one there. Turning back to the group of guys I saw they were still chatting, but for whatever reason were no longer staring in my direction. I found myself focused on Josh’s beautiful bulge. His jeans were so tight you could see clearly the outline of a thick and long piece of flesh. Everyone who lied about him ‘stuffing’ his jeans out should see him tonight. This was all real cock. I could clearly see it. I sighed deeply: I was totally in love with Josh. Being 18 it is not all about hormones and stuff. Of course I was a horny little brat, but I didn’t want to lose myself to some one night stand, like so many of my other friends had done. I wanted the real thing: the knight in shining armor. A romance, like in ‘Beauty and the Beast’, with me as the beauty and Josh as the…. well, the hot-stud-with-a-beast-within-his-pants. Admiringly, my gaze wandered up Josh's body, past his perfect chest, hoping to get a discrete look at his beautiful eyes, only to discover he was staring at me! And then he invitingly smiled at me. Did I see that right? My heart was pounding with excitement. But then Josh gazed around the room. I knew it. He was looking for some other willing prey. Again he adjusted his huge bulge again and my thoughts drifted away, even as I openly stared at his crotch, praying for another casual scratching or adjustment. Suddenly he left his pals and walked into my direction. My eyes grew wide and breathe grew shallow as I attempted to concentrated on my glass of coke. Now he was standing next to me. I could smell his overwhelming scent. Ordering a drink, he flashed me a casual smile, and then greeted me. "Hi, there. Having a good time?" I looked at his perfect white teeth, smiled, and apparently mumbled a vaguely appropriate response. “I’ve watched you from behind there,” he remarked, pointed at his friends, adding “Do I know you?” “No…. but it is nice to meet you. I’m Marc,” I replied, automatically extending a handshake. “I'm Josh,” he responded, taking and holding onto my hand. “Would you like a drink? Maybe we could find a quiet corner and sit down and chat a bit,” Josh suggested. I just nodded. Did he just ask me to talk to him? I felt like flying. He ordered another alcoholic drink for me and took a good grip at my nape and led me to a segregated area which was set-aside for VIPs. We took a bench and the waiter brought our drinks. We raised our glasses and took a huge sip. I didn’t dare to tell him I rarely drank alcohol as I didn’t want to spoil the moment, so I continued drinking the hard liquor. Josh, meanwhile, moved somewhat closer to me. I fought the urge to seek out his crotch. "I've gotta say, I find your shy ways beguiling," Josh quietly remarked, adding "and your beautiful eyes and sweet build are just what I like. Oh, and that you aren't completely fixated on my crotch. In all honesty that gets old. Just because I have ten inches in my jeans." I gulped. Ten inches? Mentally I was thankful he hadn't realized I had indeed been fixated on his cock, and that realization led me to mutter something inane like "...really, that huge…." I felt utterly stupid, but it apparently didn't matter. Josh draped his right arm across my my shoulder and started playing with my right nipple, softly pinching it through my t-shirt. Involuntarily I grunted in pleasure. Seemingly unknowingly Josh continued manipulating my tit. I, on the other hand, was fully aware of as much and shyly suggested “Would you like to go out for a walk?” Smiling, he replied "Sure I would, but I have a bit of a problem." “What's that?" He pointed at his crotch. It gave the impression the buttons were about to blow open. “Oh! I see what you mean," I managed. Ever so smoothly Josh continued "I'm hoping you would help me out - just so afterwards we can take a walk and enjoy the starry sky.” “You want me to jack you off?” “No, honestly, that would take too long and I really want to spend some time chatting with you. It would be better if you sucked me off.” There was no real decision to make. I was stunned by his attentions, by his cock, and by his desire to spend time with me. I nodded slowly as I considered the logistics. “Do you want me to do it here? Out in the open?” This was a bit public for my tastes. “Nah. Slip under the table, get on your knees, open my jeans and take my cock out and suck it,” he proposed, giving me an endearing nudge, adding "Don't worry, no one will ever know.” I slipped under the table and Josh opened his legs more, so I could actually kneel right in front of him. "This is the first time I've actually given a blow job," I remarked as I fumbled with his buttons. “Really?” he asked in perhaps some disbelief. But then he reasoned “That is great. It will be a memory we will share for years. It will be special to both of us. Now open my fuckin' jeans and blow me," he ordered. I obeyed and went to unhook his belt, but he told me "A few button will be enough." So I worked my way down from the second top button the last and without hesitation, licked his huge dickhead as soon as his cock was protruding from his fly. Josh crossed his arms behind his back and closed his eyes, enjoying the tongue lapping around at his glans penis, suggesting “Start sucking me with your mouth. I want your throat muscles massaging my cock.” I was concentrated on his dick and could see his crotch, but nothing else, so I didn't see Josh signal his buddies to come over to the VIP table, but I could see the table was suddenly surrounded by several pairs of legs and I could also hear Josh conversing with the guys. Then the guys squeezed into the chairs and onto the benches so I was surrounded by knees and shoes. Part of me wanted to panic and I paused in my efforts to pleasure Josh, but still I had keep his cock head in my mouth, not moving an inch, only to hear Josh announce "Guys, this isn't a great moment 'cause Marc, my new boyfriend, is sucking my dick." Immediately four pairs of eyes peered under the table and took in the sight of me kneeling there with Josh’s cock in my mouth. I was totally ashamed. They, on the other hand, seemed to find it normal. One or two extended a greeting, and all four guys then resumed chatting with Josh. He, on the other hand, was apparently enjoying my efforts as he murmured “Keep on sucking Mitch, good job, man." 'My name is Marc', I thought, but then he just knew me for 30 minutes. And he said I would be his boyfriend. It made me so happy and excited, and so I continued bopping my head up and down on his beautiful dong, only to hear him advise “Mitch, when I shoot my dick snot, swallow it all. Don’t make a mess under the table,” grabbing my hair and giving me a sharp, slightly painful tug. 'He clearly is accustomed to getting his way', I thought as I mumbled "Okay." “I am popular here. I don’t want to be banned just because you can’t swallow decently” he continued, as he then went on to describe my services to his friends, adding that for a newbie I wasn't half bad at giving head. His buddies chuckled, high-fiving him. He didn’t tell me he was about to cum. Instead I realized as much as I felt his dick twitching and his cock head swelled yet more. His load was imminent, but by no means was I prepared for the size of his load: it seemed like gallons of the salty, slimy fluid blew out of his cock. I kept swallowing, determined not to leave any tell-tale stains on the floor or his jeans. Nevertheless he felt compelled to mutter “Don’t lose a fucking drop, bitch.” I wanted to believe he was expressing a term of endearment. After Josh unloaded himself he started buttoning up. I was hesitant to crawl out from under the table, particularly as the etiquette for this situation wasn't within my purview. Besides I really didn't want to look at the faces of those four guys. I wanted to believe I had some dignity - somewhere. Then I heard a guy ask Josh "Do you mind if he sucks he off?" He added he had a four day load in his balls that needed to get released. “Sure,” Josh answered and, giving me a slight nudge with his foot, said "Hey Mitch, get to it. You did a great job, baby and I want to let my buddies experience your tongue action. Don’t embarrass me in front my friends,” he urged. I hesitated in complying as it felt wrong to blow one (or all) of these guys, but then I didn’t want to lose the chance to be Josh’s boyfriend. Josh, however, saw no issue as he announced “I am so disappointed. I really thought we had something special going on… and now you won’t even suck my best friends, even though this is not even considered as sex,” he sighed sadly. I turned to my right and stared directly at another crotch clothed with denim. I reached out, slowly felt the bulge, and opened the fly. The guy nodded at his friends and then told me to suck him good. “Remember to swallow my junk also, you slut” he snickered. They all laughed and I think I even heard even Josh’s join in. I found myself hoping none of my friends chanced to see me in this position.

cum geek has some great suggestions for those guys who like long sessions. Frankly, after about 15-20 mins I get kind of bored if all the work is up to me. Now I've got my good looking married guy with the big really hard cock that is so responsive. When I get bored or my mind starts to wander, I can just glance up and his body, cock etc get me all excited again. This is a guy I can't strip with. He wants nothing to do or see with a guys junk. Finally he's ok with me taking off my shirt so it's not all covered in spit and precum. Back to the point, guys that want long sessions need to help keep it interesting. Last week I though I had found another repeat dom cock. Nice 7 thick uc. He just layed there and at one point I thought he had gone to sleep. When I let up he opens his eyes, pushes my head back down and we were good for another 15 mins. Hey guys, it's cool you're going into the zone, but let us deep throat cock suckers know you're still with us

Sounds like you've "fictionally" come to terms with your true desires. Same here -- that's why I "fictionally" skipped PrEP altogether when I gave in to my desires. Hope you enjoy the "fictional" outcome (wink wink nudge nudge).

Of course, this is all fictional, wink wink nudge nudge!

Mission Street News XXX Arcade - arrived at 5am hoping for some homeless black cock tearing up my hungry cunt (homeless guys sleep in the booths) . I wasn't disappointed, a tall super skinny black guy was exiting a booth just as I entered the arcade. Long story short, after cleaning out his crusty foreskin with my tongue, backed up to the GH and after a rough fuck, he planted his load deep in my cumhole.

Yesterday I went to the afternoon session at Pants at central station London. One guy fucked me a few times and for ages but didn't cum, leaving my arse really hot, relaxed and desperate for cum. Eventually I hooked up with tall slim guy with nice thick cock. After a bit of play he slipped his semi-hard cock into me as I bent over a table in middle of room. He fucked me nicely for a while and I was moaning in pleasure, then pulled out. I didn't think he had cum, but another guy commented to me that he had seen cum dripping from my arse and his cock. Sure enough I slid my finger into my arse and found it running with cum. He must have given me a big load as I am still farting it out this morning. The smell alone makes me hard and horny again.

Another 20 mins or so passed with me in the darkness, I could hear low conversations in the other room. Suddenly the door opened wide and I could see Matt in the doorway. He stalked over to the bed, grabbed both my feet and tied them together. I felt him cut the rope tying my hands to the bed but my hands remained tied. With a swift movement he grabbed me and through me over his shoulder. "Come on bitch, time for the real party to start" he said as he carried me out the bedroom. Still bound and helpless he carried me outside, I was naked and terrified as I saw him head towards the pickup. He opened the door and flung my skinny body onto the seat. I landed with a thud against the seat as I heard him shut the door and head to the drivers door. "We are gonna head to a friends and see how much more punishment your pussy hole can take." I groaned into the rag stuffed into my mouth, I didn't know how much more I could take, my body ached all over. The car started and I felt us pickup speed as we drove from the house. The journey lasted for about 30 minutes before I felt the car slow, turn off the road and head down a bumpy driveway. The car ground to a halt in the gravel and I felt Matt get out and head round to my door. As he opened the door I attempted to kick at him in a vain attempt to get away. All it did was piss him off. "You're going to regret that soon you stupid bitch." he barked at me. He grabbed my slender waist, hauled me over his shoulders and head for the house. As we approached I could see a run down house which appeared to be far from any main road. It looked abandoned from the outside, but as we got closer I could see other cars parked and hear voices inside. Matt kicked at the partially open door to open it, and as we entered yelled out "Hey boys, the main event has arrived!" A cheer went up as I looked around the room at a bunch of older guys drinking and smoking. Matt pushed open another door and we entered a dank room with a dirty mattress on the floor. He unceremoniously dumped me from his shoulder onto the mattress. It reeked of cum and piss, in the corner a complex looking harness was suspended from the roof. I was sitting stunned on the mattress for a moment, before Matt fisted my hair and painfully pulled me up. "MmmhMM" I tried to cry out through the rag. He dragged me over to the harness and attached a loop to each hand, once he was satisfied he undid the bindings on both hands and my feet. He then proceeded to attach a loop to each foot and around my groin. "There you go slut, you wont be going anywhere for a while." he laughed. He called out and the guys from the other room filed in. "Ok boys, he strung up and ready for the taking, put you $20 on the table and get your monies worth." The guys milled around slapping $20 bills down and started getting their clothes off. I watch as two older white guys, maybe mid 40's approached me at the same time. They both had beer guts and one had a rough beard. The bearded one reached out and fondled my soft cock, I was mortified as he worked it until my boner was jutting out from my skinny body. "Look, the sick little fucker is gagging for it" he laughed. I watched as they both shucked off their clothes, the one with the beard yanked at a cord and I felt myself be dragged towards the ceiling by my wrists. I cried out into my gag from the pain but it just seemed to excite the room more. I watched as the other guy lay down on the floor underneath my suspended body. I watched with confusion as he played with his huge engorged cock. I could see the angry red head poking out of his uncut cock, each pump of it seemed to make a stream of precum roll down the thick shaft. Suddenly he reached up and with a yank pulled out the butt plug that had been stuffed in me. I felt a trickle of toxic spooge run down my thigh. He reached up, swiped some of the cum from my thigh and rubbed it into his cock. "That's all the lube your getting cunt." he spat at me. I suddenly saw the bearded guy yank at a cord and felt my body jolt as I was lowered towards the engorged cock head below me. I cried out in terror as I felt the fat leaky cock head kiss my exposed hole. The guy below me grabbed my lithe hips and guided me down onto his awaiting shaft. "Ohhhhh fuck yeah." he groaned as my body had no choice but to open up and take his thick cock deep inside. As I was lowered onto the cock I could hear the woof whistles of the other watching guys as they stroked their leaking cocks. Tears welled in my eyes and ran down my cheeks as I was lifted and lowered by the bearded guy onto his friends thick meat. My arms were stretched and my legs flailed helplessly as each downward thrust grazed his bulbous leaky head against my prostate. I was in so much pain and yet I watched as my cock responded to the stimulation. I felt myself get harder and my slutty instincts kicked in as I tried to buck against his fat knob and hit my prostate again and again. The bearded guy ripped out my gag. "Look at you slut, you're turning into a real cock whore now. Tell him what you want of I'll stop fucking you on his shaft." I kept my mouth shut and he stopped lowering me. I bucked downwards trying to hit my prostate and so he raised me higher. "No, no my little slut. Tell us what you want or we wont let you go." he ordered. "I... I want... I want him to fuck me." I stuttered. "And....?" he asked. "And... cum in me.." I admitted, defeated. "So you want him to fill you with his poz cum?" he asked. "Yes, fill me with his poz cum, I need it Sir." I answered. "Good boy." Clearly pleased with my response the chant went up in the room "Lower the bitch!" as I felt myself lowered back down on the erect shaft, feeling it graze my sweet spot. I moaned out loud, unable to hide how good this felt being stuffed full of a big juicy cock. The bearded guy kept my ass pumping up and down on the thick meat, my distended hole now able to take it all. I felt my cock leaking a steady stream of precum now as my instinct took over and I felt myself approaching orgasm. The bearded guy must have sensed how close I was from my breathing, as he started to pump me up and down faster and faster. I felt the guy beneath me grab onto my hips tighter as he too came closer to cumming. Suddenly I felt myself reach the point of no return as the fat cock inside me hit me just right. I felt myself cumming hands free all over the floor. As my ass muscles constricted I felt the guy beneath me pull my hips down hard onto his cock as he lost control and squirted a massive poz load into my fuck hole. "Take it all you fucking slut, take my toxic swimmers, gonna breed you up." he cried out. I felt the thick shaft pulse as his balls emptied into my awaiting cunt. I went limp after my orgasm, I was left hanging for a moment before I felt myself jerked up and the huge cock pull from my wrecked hole. A spray of cum landed with a splat from my loose hole as my fucker got up and walked away. I heard him high five one of the watching guys. "Who's next?" he laughed as he walked out the room.

Chapter XV Well, it has now been over two months since I got fucked by this massive cocked stranger and my boy just a short time after and we had been told the guy was poz. Had not been able to get ahold of him since either. My boy and I keep thinking and talking about that massive cock and how great it felt in our holes. Neither of us has had any kind of symptoms, no 'fuck flu' or anything. We are thinking of getting tested in the next couple of days to see if anything shows up. Meanwhile, every time we talk about it we have amazing sex. Best times we have ever had together, even if our work schedules still seem to not mesh well at times. Today, now, out of the blue, I got an email from the poz guy. 11" of thick cut beautiful cock poz guy. yum. He started with the usual small talk asking how we had been and so forth and how busy he had been. He included, finally, a really nice pic of his cock too. Then he dropped the bomb on me. He told me he had been fucking with our minds and had been on meds and was totally undetectable when he had fucked us both. Told me he was pretty sure we were holding our breath waiting for symptoms that probably were never going to come. He added a LOL to that. I let out, I am sure, a very audible gasp or sigh when I read that. He wasn't done with the shocks though. He went on to say that fucking us had been so hot and telling us he was filling our holes with poz cum he could hardly think of anything else. Since fucking my boy, he had went home thought about it and threw out his meds and had not taken any in the last two months now. He had went for testing a couple of days ago and his Viral Load was over 200,000 already and now he wanted to really fuck us both and make sure we did get pozzed. He went on to ask when we could be ready for it? What the hell, we really had not wanted it in the first place or did we? He told me to let him know soon as his vl would keep going up for us. He signed off saying; from your best and wildest dream man waiting to make you both free. I immediately signed off, gasping for breath. What the hell? He was about the hottest fuck ever but POZ, I didn't want that I didn't think. I had basically went wild when he told me originally, so maybe I did want it? I would have to talk with my love about this and could hardly wait for him to get home. It seemed like forever, but was only a couple of hours later when my guy came home from work. I immediately told him I had something to show him. I opened my emails up and had him read the ONE. By the time he was done reading it, he was just like me, breathing hard and trying to grasp the idea of this crazy scheme being proposed to us. After reading this we both just sat and stared into each other's eyes for a long time. I don't think either of us could quite get our minds wrapped around this. I know we were both relieved to hear we were not likely to be poz but was also sure that we both could not stop thinking how hot the fucks we had had from him had been. After what seemed like an eternity we leaned together and kissed and ended up stumbling into the bedroom and almost ripping each other's clothes off and then my boy was deep inside my hole and pounding away hard and fast with his cock. He pummeled my hole mercilessly for a good half hour before ramming his hardest three or four more times and burying his cock to the hilt as he filled my hole with his cum. We laid there for a long time just kissing and caressing each other's bodies then. We then fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms to dream of an 11" poz cock reaming our holes---or maybe not? We had a hard decision to make now.

My boyfriend and I scored an invite to this huge New Year’s Eve bash thrown by a gay couple in their late-forties/early-fifties. They had lots of money and used it to get beautiful, athletic college men to come over and get unbelievably drunk and high—guests at these parties are almost always in a fraternity and/or play a varsity sport. We thought we might get invited at some point—he’s in a fraternity and I made varsity swim team my first year—but guys typically did not start getting invited until their junior or senior year. So we were quite surprised when one of his fraternity brothers handed us both invites; we were just as surprised to learn that he was going with his roommate. They were both seniors and unbelievably hot. He was an all-american jock-type—captain of the lacrosse team, honor roll, that type; his roommate was on the wrestling team and had that perfect ass wrestlers get, which he loved to show off at any opportunity. “Congrats, boys. Now you get to play with the men—though I wonder if it might be the other way around.” He grabbed my ass as he said the last part, and gave me a wink as he walked away. The night of the party, we rode in the lacrosse stud’s SUV through the foothills outside Boulder. When we finally reached the house, it did not disappoint. It was this amazing glass structure with views of the front range from almost every room. And the party was unbelievable. Several hundred of the most beautiful college-aged men I’d ever seen were wandering through the house in various states of undress. We were offered drinks—and pills and lines—as soon as we walked in the door. I’ve always been a bit wary of any drug other than alcohol, so I was only drinking. But my bf and his frat brothers were happy to take anything that sounded fun. We lost his frat brothers for a while but eventually found them kissing by the pool wearing nothing but speedos. At first they were just casually making out but it quickly became very intense—and hot—with the roommate blowing the lacrosse team captain for a good fifteen minutes before stopping to say, “Take me home and fuck me, baby.” “How can I deny such a fucking stud?” the lacrosse captain said as he pushed his roommate—though it was probably more accurate to say his boyfriend or at least live-in fuck buddy—back down on his hard cock. He asked if were ready to leave, but it was only half past midnight and we wanted to stay bit longer. “I totally understand guys; let me find the hosts so we can figure this out.” He pulled out of his bud’s mouth and tried to stuff his very big dick into what was now a too small pair of speedos. He was back pretty quickly with the older of the hosts—a muscle-daddy type in his early fifties with dark hair just starting to turn gray and piercing blue eyes. “So you two don’t want to leave? I don’t blame you. I’m not sure anyone else is heading in your direction, but there’s an extra bedroom you can use.” As soon as we agreed to stay in the spare room, the two studs left to go back to the frat. “Apparently, they really wanted to fuck.” I said to the host. To which he responded, “Do you blame them?” which made us both laugh. Something my bf had taken was clearly kicking in—he was having trouble focusing and sweat was just pouring out of him. “Let’s find that room for you—I think he’s going to need somewhere to pass out before too long.” The host and I made small talk as we wandered through the party—he was incredibly charming and a bit flirtatious. He kept dropping hints that he would be happy to fill in for my boyfriend tonight since by this point we had to prop him up. The bedroom that he thought we could use already had guests in it—about a dozen guys watching as three boys were being fucked side by side at the end of the bed. When one of the tops shot their load another guy in the room would immediately take his place. “Looks like this room won’t work, but I can’t say that I’m sorry. This is one of the hottest scenes we’ve had at these parties—it would be wrong to stop it.” We stood in the doorway for a minute or so watching. The host was transfixed by the boy getting fucked in the center, who looked very young—almost too young. And he was getting fucked harder than the other two boys by a bigger dick—all the while begging for more. “How can he be asking for more and harder?” I asked quite incredulously. The host turned from the doorway stating simply, “Because he’s unfathomably high on t and g right now.” “That was our only unoccupied guest bedroom. We could see if anyone was willing to drive you down to Boulder, though I don’t think anyone that is still here would be sober enough to drive for some time. It might be possible to call a cab, but probably not on New Year’s Eve. Hmm… Well, we do have a couple of twin beds in our master bedroom that are not being used at the moment, though you may find it strange to sleep in them.” I must have had a very confused look on my face because he quickly explained they were for their two houseboys to store their clothing and supplies as well as to use as a place to sleep when for whatever reason they did not sleep in the big bed with the two of them. The host led us to a very nondescript door that turned out to be an elevator that would only activate with a 10 digit code. When the elevator doors opened we stepped into a very large, open space that almost had a warehouse feel to it. Except that instead of concrete walls it was all glass—somehow making it feel like the space was floating and that we were completely exposed to the world around us. The only actual walls on the entire floor were in the center near where the elevator opened up. As we walked around the space, it became clear that it had been designed for them as a space to live and work while also serving as one big sex playroom. We stopped by a fully stocked bar so he could get us drinks—but the whole area around the bar looked and felt like a sleazy leather bar. There was an area with slings and another with a couch facing a huge tv screen. Their bed was along one of the walls and was enormous—you could have easily fit six people in it. Somehow on each side of the elaborate bed frame there was a semi-private alcove with a twin mattress and shelves filled with clothing and supplies for fucking and playing—lubes, gear, underwear, clothing, dildos, and many things that I could not even imagine how one would be able to use during sex. “Ah, I told you it might be strange. Some of the more unusual toys and gears are on the other side, so let’s take your boyfriend there to sleep off whatever he took. And my husband loves frat boys so a naked one passed out in his bed is a nice way to start off the year.” He gave me a quick wink and threw my boyfriend over his shoulders in a fireman’s carry, which kind of turned me on. I followed him to the other side where the shelves were covered in leather and rubber gear, ropes and other restraints, and a bunch of other very specific looking equipment. “A lot of this is for piss play,” the host mentioned with an odd smile as he quickly stripped everything off my boyfriend and laid him ass up on the small bed in the space. “Very hot ass—you have excellent taste, boy.” I was a bit startled—but also turned on—when he called me “boy,” but I didn’t have much time to think about it before he was leading me back to other side of the bed. I was starting to feel really tired and had to fight to keep my eyes open. “I think I’m ready to get some sleep, if that’s okay.” I said before drifting off. When I woke up a few hours later, it was to the feeling of being fucked slowly and deeply by a very thick cock—stretching my hole to its limits. I had no idea who was fucking me and didn’t really remember where I was, so I started to look around a bit to see if I recognized anything. “Ah, my hot little boy is finally awake. Daddy’s been waiting for you—I think I gave you a bit too much g. You’ve been out for a few hours, but I couldn’t resist your ass.” It all came rushing back to me—the New Year’s Party at the two older guys house. Somehow I ended up in bed with one of them—but where was my boyfriend? I realized I could see everything because of mirrors on the ceiling and in the headboard, so I finally saw that it was the same muscle daddy from earlier who was fucking me now. I could see his partner having some fun on the other side of the bed, but wasn’t able to really concentrate on him or anything else because my ass was suddenly being pounded much harder and faster. It was starting to be too much when he went back to his long, slow strokes and whispered in my ear, “You have an amazing ass, boy—one that daddy needs to spend some time getting to know. I loved sliding inside you while you were passed out. I can’t wait to do it again and again and again.” He started to really pound me as he talked about knocking me out and fucking me over and over, causing me to start moaning and panting. And then he stopped just as abruptly as he started and pulled completely out of me. “I think it’s time we got you really fucked up, boy…”

I've been meaning to write this story out for awhile, it might be similar to a lot of stories already on here, but I wanted to put my personal spin on it. Bear with me, this is just the first part of this fiction, more will follow. Revenge I waited until Joey got in the shower before I grabbed his phone from the bedside table. My boyfriend had been hiding something from me and I was determined to find out what that was. He had been sidestepping questions and overall I got this feeling like he wasn't where he said he was when I texted him. I looked at the pass code lock on his phone and typed in his combination, having seen him enter it when we snuggled on the couch. For someone with something to hide, he could have made it harder to snoop through his phone. I swiped through his screens and cringed at how many random games and one-time use apps there were with no organization or folders. Among all that, I found he still had Grindr on his phone. I thought about whether or not I had ever heard that telltale yone go off while we were together and I couldn't remember ever hearing any sound, it was always on vibrate. I opened the app and went to his recent messages and while there weren't any new ones I saw that he was messaging someone as recent as this morning. I read through the thread and saw that they had hooked up that day while I was at work. I was livid as I read more and read through the other messages to find he was hooking up with guys at least twice a week and it seemed like a different guy each week. I suppose I should have taken it as some sort of consolation that he was using condoms because he always demanded them - even with me, but I just couldn't get over the fact that he lied about being monogamous for the year and a half we were together. I thought about how I might have been alright with having an open relationship if we had simply discussed it. We could have brought in a third guy or had an orgy. I started to get hard thinking about that and had to shake my head to focus on the problem. I looked at Joey's profile: discreet, masc/ddf safe and NEG only, no flakes. I shook my head and closed the app, making sure to put his phone right where I found it. Joey was still in the shower, but I didn't want to risk getting caught snooping. I thought about what I'd discovered and briefly considered confronting him about it, but I didn't feel like that would be enough. I thought about cheating myself to get even, but I would have to sleep with a man every night for month just to come close to his number. Thinking about going behind Joey's back made me hard again, just as he came out of the bathroom. "Hey baby, " he said as he strut over to me nude and steaming from his shower. Joey was sexy, 5'8" tall, white, and thick like a wrestler. He crawled across the bed to my 6' athletic latin frame. I admit I was getting a little chubby and thought maybe that was why he cheated and it made me angry. "Looks like you could use a hand," he growled softly as his hand stroked the outline of my uncut cock in my sweats. I briefly considered pushing him away, but I didn't want to come up with some lame excuse to cover up my newfound knowledge. Without a word, I pulled down my sweats and let my 7 inch cock stand to attention. I reached over to his head and pulled down, giving the signal for head. He licked at my skin covered head and slowly went down until I hit the back of his throat. There was still an inch to go so without warning I thrust in and out, forcing him to take more. He gagged and tried to push back but I held on tight and kept up the pressure until he coughed and sputtered for air. I let him up just a bit to catch his breath, but didn't let go of his head. Before he could sit up and yell at me, I pushed my dick back in his mouth and face fucked him. Being more prepared, he relaxed his throat enough for me to slap my balls against his lips. I thrust in and few more times and felt my cum rising. I pulled out and slapped my dick on his face and moved to stand up before I came. "Damn baby, that was hot" he managed to say after getting his breath. "Where did that come from?" "I had a stressful day," I lied. I moved behind him and rubbed his hole with my finger. The same hole someone was fucking that morning. "I was thinking, can I finally fuck you raw tonight?" "Andy, you know how I feel about that," he replied. "I know we've been exclusive but I just don't feel right yet." I didn't feel right about him lying right to my face just then, but I didn't say anything. I just walked over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom so I could fuck my frustration out on him. I lubed up my cock and slid into his waiting hole, realizing how much I wanted to bareback him. I thought about my cum leaking out of his hole and it made me rock hard, but I knew he wouldn't dare let anyone fuck him raw, not even me. I grabbed his nips and squeezed them as I thrust my dick all the way into him. He bucked up and squealed like a pig. I'd never been that rough with him before. "Fuck, baby that hurt" he cried. I smacked his ass in response and slid almost all the way out and back in again. His moan told me he was more prepared this time. Little slut, I thought. Of course he would get be used to my dick now. Getting fucked earlier today loosened him up. I started thinking of that guy he messaged fucking him raw and that sent a wave of pleasure through me. I wanted to see Joey flooded with cum, even if it wasn't mine. He was so worried about HIV and I thought about how it would be his just desserts if he were pozzed when cheating on me. That last thought of Joey filled with poz cum sent me over the edge. I thrust into him as hard as I could, four angry thrusts until I came. I pulled out and slid the condom off, tying off one end and putting it in the trash. Joey panted as he pushed himself up off the bed. It seemed he had cum on the sheets, the sticky substance showing on his stomach. "Wow, that was the best fuck we've had" he said. I smiled at him and nodded. It was true. I hadn't cum like that in a year, and what set it off was the thought of pozzing him.

If you've followed many of my stories, you know that I love servicing and getting off Str8 guys. One of the ways I get str8 men dick is to offer free massages on Craigslist. The vast majority of guys that reply tend to be closeted married men or str8 guys that are just hoping for a free handjob at the end of a massage. I placed a Craigslist ad early this morning. I got a ton of replies, but settled on one guy that had sent a really hot pic of his chest. He said his wife was out of town and he was free to host. We settled on a time and he gave me his address. I arrived at his home right at 3pm. He met me at the door wearing his bathrobe. He was just as I had imagined. Late 40's, 6 feet tall, 200 muscled pounds. Over all, a very handsome man. He welcomed me in and shook my hand as we exchanged names. He led me to the master bedroom. As I turned to remove my clothes, he had removed his robe and was lying face down on top of his king sized bed. I took my bottle of massage oil and climbed up beside him on the bed. I poured some oil on his back and down his butt and thighs. Then began my massage. He was quite tense, but within a few minutes, I could feel his body and muscles relax as he began to enjoy the massage. I couldn't wait to get my hands on his beautiful ass. I slowly worked my way down there, Massaging his butt cheeks, then down his thighs. Finally working my way into his inner thighs. I occasionally would brush a finger across his balls. I closely watched to see if there was a reaction, either way. He was playing it very cool and not making any statement that I was going too far. But he wasn't giving a sigh of pleasure, either. I worked up and down his legs, coming back up to massage his inner thighs and ass again. This time I went deep into his ass and rubbed my fingers over his asshole. Still no reaction, but he wasn't telling me to stop. Finally I slid my hand down to his balls, I gently rubbed his balls as my face went to his ass. And I licked his asshole. No moans of pleasure, but no protestation, either. I spread his ass cheeks and really went to work on his hole, with my tongue. I finally got a moan of pleasure from him. I reached underneath him and felt his hard cock underneath him. After a few minutes of ass eating, I hopped off the bed. Asked him to roll over as I grabbed my bottle of poppers. I took a couple of deep breaths of poppers as he rolled over. His 6.5" cut cock was standing straight up as he adjusted himself on his back. I climbed back onto the bed, on his side and poured oil all over his chest, upper thighs and cock. Then went to work on his chest. Flicking his nipples as I massaged his chest. Then worked around his cock and upper thighs. Being sure to brush against his rock hard cock as I worked around it. Finally I took hold of his cock. Stroked it for a few minutes. Then lowered my lips to it and took his cock into my mouth. I reached up and tweaked his nipples as my mouth worked on his cock. After about 5 minutes of some of my best cocksucking, I finally asked him if he wanted to fuck me? There was silence. Oh, no.........Had I gone too far? After a pause, he finally said. "Yeah. I'll fuck you". "Get behind me", I said. As he climbed off the bed, I got on my knees at the edge of the bed. He stood behind me. I spit on my fingers and smeared my asshole with my spit. I was getting ready to spit another finger full to lube me up. But before I could do it, he started to press up into me. He pushed hard and slid up into me. I quickly grabbed my poppers and poppered up for what I was hoping would be a hot fuck. A hot fuck is exactly what he gave me. He really rammed into me. Slamming his dick into me. Slapping against me as he fucked me hard and deep. His cock had a nice downward curve to it. It was just hitting my prostate as he was fully in me. It felt awesome. He fucked me about 6 or 7 minutes before he let out a low growl and finally emptied his balls in my ass. He held his cock deep inside me as cum filled my ass. Then, he did something awesome. He'd begin to pull out, then stop, holding his cock part way in me, then slam it back into me. He hold it in me, then slowly begin to pull it out. Before he'd pull out completely, he'd stop and hold it there. I'd squeeze my ass on his cock. Then he'd slam it back into me. It felt incredible. It was making my body shake in orgasm each time he'd do it. This went on for several minutes, before he finally pulled all the way out. Then in typical str8 man fashion, he immediately put his robe on and was waiting for me to dress and get the hell out. I dressed as quickly as I could, as he stood silently beside the bed. As I turned to walk out of the bedroom, I said, "I hope that was OK for you?" "Yeah, It felt great. Thanks", he finally said. We silently walked down his hallway, into the living room and to his front door. "Thanks", I said. "Thank you", he said. "Keep in touch. I wouldn't mind another massage, sometime". With that, I walked out into the sun and drove off. My ass filled with his married seed.

I love to tag team bottoms with other tops but sometimes it's hard to find tops that want to do this. Sometimes they don't react at all when I contact them on hook up sites and sometimes they say they prefer 1-1 or they ask me to send more pics of myself.i always reply that I'm not the one going to get bred...when im looking for tops I glance quickly at their pics and if they r in decent shape with decent cock it's good enough for me. I have organized gangbangs and sexpartys where there is good vibe among tops but sometimes it's just plain awkward...it's fun to be egging other tops on while they fuck a bottom and when they step aside and let u take over and start egging u on. But I guess that's what makes it excites...u never know what to expect.

Click here to see original blog post on Neg2Poz Up next is Little Poz Boy, who got into the whole bareback, bugchasing scene at a young age. Not only has he been fucked bareback and token anonymous loads, he also happened to convert after the very first time that he had sex with a poz top. Here's what Little Poz Boy had to say. Hi. What is your screen name and what site(s) can people hook up with you at? Littlepozboy - nastykinkpigs.com & scatboi.com. And how old are you? I am 19. For anyone that wants to hook up w/ you, what do you look for in a sex partner? Someone who has a cock and wants to breed me. I'm not picky. Let's go back to the beginning, tell us about your first bareback encounter? It was my stepdad. He popped my cherry and he did it bareback. He fucked me on a Friday night and took his time. He fucked me two times during the whole session. He had been having me suck his cock three months prior. On that Friday night, he told me that I was ready to be popped. He had me suck his cock as he fingered my boyhole. He told me that it was going to be very painful, but to understand that is part of getting popped and that he would really enjoy it. He fucked me two times, but each time was for a very long time. Is that what got you hooked onto bareback? Yes. This is what got me hooked. Plus my stepdad trained me only to be fucked bareback. Why did you make the leap from bareback to bugchaser? I was bugchaser from the start. I was trained that it's a badge of honer to be a pozzed up bottom. What training did you receive from your stepdad? What exactly did he teach you about being poz and sex in general? He told me that being poz was a honor. He told me that I had to take a tops cum like a good boy cunt. He taught me that sex with a man needed to be bareback because true sex is skin to skin. He told me true bottoms always accept the cum in there boy cunts. What were your thoughts, emotions when you were having sex and being trained by your stepfather? I always looked up to my stepdad and wanted to make him happy. When he first asked me to suck his cock, I felt like I was really something special to him. Then when he started fucking me, I felt like he enjoyed being with me. I liked how much time he spent with me, going into detail how to service a man. I love my stepdad. I know he trained me for his pleasure. I now like what I am and we still have a very special bond with each other. Can you tell us about the first time you knowingly took a poz load? My first anonymous top was a black top. He was hung. I wanted it so badly. I was kneeling and sucking his cockhead while his hands were on the back of my head. He told me he was poz. All I could do was mumble. He put me on my back. He then used duck tape to tie my legs wide open. He told me he was going to gag me, because I would scream as he entered me. He was right. I did. He fucked me the first time for 2.5 hours and then bred my boyhole. He plugged me. I then relaxed for awhile. Then he started over again. After it was done and over with, what were your emotions? How did you feel? I was happy, because my first black top fucked me hard and was poz. Did you try to hold the load in as long as possible or try to get it out of you immediately? The black dude plugged my boyhole. He fucked me several times over a long weekend. He told me that plugging my boyhole would help keep my boyhole open for his cock. How did you hook up with a black poz man? One of my stepdad's buddies told me he was into younger bottoms and that he would most likely love fucking me. So he emailed me and ask me if I would be interested in meeting him. I was scared, but I did it. How many poz loads would you say you took during that time when you were chasing? I was bred poz by my first anonymous top. What was your favorite memory during the bugchasing process? That I was so lucky to have my first anonymous top fuck me, bred me and poz me too. Now that your poz, does your family know? What was their reaction? My stepdad knew and was proud. My mom found out later and that was the breaking point for her. She told me that she did not want to see me again. Now that you are poz, what have you been getting into sexually? What are you up to these days? I love nasty no limit sex - K9, pain & bondage. Any words for people that are on the fence as to whether or not to take poz loads and/or bugchase? I got bred poz. It is going happen if you get fucked bareback. It's nice to know who bred ya poz (well at least know what they look like; I did not know the name of my breeder. He just had me call him daddy). Any final comments? Bareback sex is the only true way to be fucked. Getting bred poz is a honor in my book. More...

Part 2 I avoided my friend for a few days after that night until the weekend my roommate went away with his boyfriend. I was lying in bed with my morning wood when there was a knock at the door. I opened the door without even asking who was there. It was my friend from the other night all by himself with me standing there only in a pair of boxers and my morning wood pointing his way. For some strange reason I didn’t go soft but seemed to grow harder as thoughts of that night from the previous weekend seemed to flow through my mind. My friend reached down and grabbed my hard cock letting me know that he was glad to see that I was excited to see him. A slight moan escaped through my lips as he walked in telling me to shut the door. He had his ‘pipe’ with him and I needed no coaxing to smoke with him. Soon enough we were feeling really good as we kissed. He said I had a couple more lessons and he was my private tutor. I wasn’t sure what he meant until he pushed my head into his crotch telling me it was time to learn to suck dick. The drugs had me going as I opened my mouth and he slid his 8” cock inside. He coached me about breathing through my nose as I attempted to do the best I could at sucking him. Of course through all this I found my own cock hard and throbbing. He whispered to me that if I gave him a good blow job he’d let me fuck him as he fucked me the week before. The idea of experiencing what it would be like to fuck a guy and compare that t fucking a chick. I did my best to work his rod with my mouth and tongue. My bud began to run his hands through my hair as I heard his breathing begin to quicken and his cock seemed to grow harder in my mouth. I knew he was going to blow his load and wasn’t sure I was ready to swallow another guys sperm until he said fuck yeah, you know you want to swallow my cum, yeah bro suck my cock, eat my cum. He then fired into my mouth as I was shocked at first until I got a really good taste of his spunk. It was kind of sweet with a slight salty taste, tangy in a way. I then hungrily sucked for all I could get out of his cock. When he pulled his softening cock from my hungry mouth I looked up at him and knew it was time to fuck him. We hit the pipe a few more times and he taught me how to shotgun the smoke to each other before laying back, grabbing some lube and greasing up my hard cock and his hole. He guided me between his legs as I needed no help guiding my cock to his hungry hole. He urged me to sink in balls deep in a single thrust. The look in his eyes was pure lust as he urged me to fuck him and breed his ass. His ass was nice, warm and tighter than any pussy I ever fucked. He knew what I was thinking as he urged me on telling me to enjoy my first ass. I could feel him work his ass muscles, making note to do the same the next time he was to fuck me……..OH MY GOD! DID I REALLY WANT TO GET FUCKED AGAIN?? Between the warmth, the tightness and how he worked his ass it didn’t take long before I was really pounding his hole and getting close to cumming. He told me to breed his ass just before kissed me, That’s when I felt a strong orgasm start and I flooded his ass with my load.

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I just recently discovered that happening for a vid. Overall, I'm REALLY getting worried about XTube with so many changes that they're doing on the site. It's starting to become unfriendly for a lot of casual users and especially long time users for what's being censored and more.

I also hope to get to Hard On at the Hoist on 15th. Hope there's plenty of raw loads for both of us, and I'm not adverse to leaving one or two either

Interlude (non sexual and I'll try to keep it brief, but it's important) After my visit to Steve's home, I went back to spend the last few weeks of pre-college summer with my family at the cabin. My aunt and uncle, mom and dad and my brother. It was a good time, but also highly sexually frustrating. I felt like I couldn't do anything gay or sexual around my family. I felt so ashamed of the things I had done and even more ashamed of how it still turned me on when I thought about the sexual encounters I'd had. Steve called once and we talked but he could tell I was being guarded. He spoke for awhile on his end of the phone and asked leading questions so I would only need to say yes or no in response. He understood my situation and urged me to use this time to come out to my parents. He said they might be great or they might totally suck. He convinced me that I couldn't go away to college and keep my feelings and relationships separate from my family. He said it would be like living 2 lives and I'd never feel whole in either one. I agreed with him as I wiped the tears away that streamed down my face. That night my aunt and uncle went into town to meet friends for dinner. I took the opportunity to tell my family. My father stared at his plate, my mother cried and my brother asked me to pass the corn. My father is very religious. He stared at his plate for a long time and then slammed his fist on the table. He said, "You're weak. You've always been weak. You will always be weak. This is just more proof that you will fail at life. I'm glad I have at least one son who isn't a total failure." He got up and left the table and did not speak to me the rest of the time at the cabin. He sat in the back and looked over the woods. My mother cried and cried. He talked about how I would die from AIDS, how I would never have children, how I would never marry, how I would always be lonely and never really be in a relationship. She mostly cried and told me how lonely I would be and how sorry she was that I was gay. The rest of the time at the cabin she would watch me with pity in her eyes. My brother just kept eating. He said nothing. Later he asked me to go for a run. We went on my route into Cooperstown and back. We pushed each other to a heavy pace. We didn't talk. It felt good to run and let all the feelings seep out of my body like sweat. We ran every day after that. Never speaking, just running. He would banter, of course. But, to my brother, my being gay didn't matter because it didn't interfere with his world. As long as we still did things together that he enjoyed, I was no different than I was prior to coming out. The summer at the cabin was finally at an end. My aunt took me aside and said my parents had told them I came out. She hugged me and said to call her if I ever needed to talk. She urged me to use condoms. She said she knew so many beautiful young men like me who died in the 80s and 90s. She said, AIDS is horrible. Please promise me that you will use condoms. I'll never forget one phrase, "I love you and I don't want to bury you." She hugged me tightly and I cried some. My uncle came in and put his hand on my back. He gave me an envelope of money and said thanks for taking care of the cabin. We love you very much. One week later I was at Tulane University in New Orleans for my first semester of college.

Next chapter...enjoy. ________________________________ Chapter 16) A Friday late afternoon, weeks later, I sat in the window seat of Mike’s and my room, staring out at the blazing fall foliage in the autumnal light, watching the first few leaves begin to drift off the trees. It would be winter soon…and I felt bored, restless. Aimless, like I didn’t know what to do with myself. I’d read ahead in my anthropology text and Western civilization text, and I didn’t feel like reading more, not even a mystery novel or a fashion website. My midterm papers were already written, and I was all caught up on my English assignments and trigonometry class. With Carlos’ help, math made sense for the first time in my life. I was even considering taking calculus to fill out my math/science requirements, something that would have been unthinkable in high school. I’d gotten As and Bs, but a lot of it was just rote memorization. Now I felt as if I had an actual grasp on what I was learning, that some new synapses had grown. Maybe it was the result of getting fucked on a regular basis? I was listening to some of my favorite music, Beethoven, Haydn and Chopin, which perversely made me feel…what was the word? Sad? Not quite…melancholy, that was it. I knew music could affect my emotions, told myself to switch over to some Top 40 or the obscure European dance music I liked, but I didn’t feel in the mood for that either. I could feel the slight chill through the window – the house was drafty – so I’d borrowed one of Mike’s hoodies to wear, doubly comforting because it smelled like him. I leaned back closed my eyes, inhaled Mike’s scent and hummed along with the recording playing over my earbuds. A soft kiss on my cheek startled me, and my eyes popped open to see Mike grinning at me. I pulled out my earbuds. “Hey, Michaelicious,” I said. “Hey back, honey. Scoot over.” When I sat up and started to move to my right, he said, “No, stay in the same position, just move forward so that I can slip in,” I did as he asked, and then he was pulling me back against him. One of his legs stayed braced on the floor – there wasn’t really enough room, it was a tight fit. But nice to have Mike wrapped around me, better than just a hoodie. I kissed and nuzzled his right hand before settling my head comfortably on his chest. “You okay?” he asked. “Sure, I’m fine. Why?” “You look a little down, and I’ve seen you sitting like this a lot lately.” “I’ve always wanted a window seat.” “Uh-huh,” he said with affectionate skepticism. “You’ll tell me when you’re ready.” I made a face. “I don’t what to do with myself.” Mike pulled me back against him, “I can think of a few things…” “No, not that. Even though I love being with you. I mean what am I going to do with my life?” “Finish school, get a job like the rest of us?” Mike offered. “Get a job doing what? I haven’t declared a major. I like my classes well enough, but nothing jumps out at me as a career.” “I thought you’d be a lawyer or a journalist. You’ve got a great way with words, and win almost every argument. I should know,” he said and kissed the top of my head. “Ugh, anything but either of those. If I go into law or become any kind of writer I’ll always be either ‘Ken Leibowitz’ boy’ or ‘Mimi Sachs’ son.’ Everything I do will be compared to them.” He held me for a few minutes, stroking my arms. “Well, you still have time to figure things out. You’re only 18.” I sighed, dissatisfied. “We need to cheer you up. Why don’t I get the guys together, and we’ll…” I interrupted, “Could we just have a date night? The two of us? I’ve hardly dated, I’d like to try it.” “Sure. Why didn’t you say anything before?” I shrugged. “Didn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings.” “They won’t be hurt. The others have one-on-one dates, why not us? What do you want to do?” “Nothing fancy. Pizza and a movie? Maybe ice cream afterwards…and then of course come back here and…you know.” “Sounds like a plan.” Mike worked hard to be amusing and funny, and that underlined the problem. The pizza was pretty good, we had my obligatory movie snack of M&Ms during the film and I got a triple scoop of ice cream (chocolate, coffee and vanilla with chocolate sauce). And I enjoyed being alone with him someplace other than in bed. The movie was engrossing, making me forget for a little while how…oh, all right, how depressed I felt. Maybe it was the aftershocks of everything else that had happened? The court case was currently stalled as both sides filed motions and counter-motions, argued about venue for the trial and various other issues. Mike had borrowed Ike’s car, and as we drove back after finishing up the ice cream, he said, “Feeling any better, honey?” “Yeah, thanks.” I paused a minute. “When we were in the middle of everything at the beginning of the semester, I had a purpose. I was going to take down Daddy Scorpio and his friends so that we could figure out how we wanted to be with each other and just what Alpha Iota Delta Sigma should be. By the way, I still think we should change that fucking name. I mean A.I.D.S – hello? Anyway, I didn’t have much time to think about anything else.” “What do you mean?” Mike asked. “I hadn’t planned on coming here, I hadn’t even applied. When I didn’t get into Yale, out of nowhere Mom and Dad said that they didn’t want me to stay in New York, then Dad gave me his speech about his needing to show confidence in this place. That eliminated the schools in New York where I’d been accepted. Dad used his connections here to get me in at the last minute, technically after the deadline. Meeting you was the best thing that happened to me after I got here.” Mike smiled broadly. “Of course it was.” I rolled my eyes. “Not that you’re biased or anything. Now it’s just the grind of school work,” I continued “which is going fine. But that doesn’t feel like enough. In New York I had all kinds of extracurricular activities, all in the name of getting in some fancy college and then that didn’t happen. It’s weird to have too much time on my hands – that’s not the problem most freshmen have.” “Darr, you’ve been through a ton of shit, it won’t kill you to relax. There are worse things than not having enough to do. Or than not being totally over-scheduled is what it sounds like to me.” “I suppose so,” I sighed not really convinced. That had been the norm among my Manhattanite peers. We were all hyper-competitive, compulsive over-achievers. “You’ve already decided what you’re doing, right?” Mike thought a minute. “It’s totally bizarre that we’ve spent so much time together and never asked each other ‘what’s your major’? I planned on doing pre-med, but after getting HIV didn’t think it was a good idea.” “Why not?” “For one thing, how many people want to risk contracting an infection if I fuck up and somehow prick myself with a needle and infect them? For another, it didn’t seem like a good idea to be in medical settings where I could catch all kinds of stuff since I’m immune-compromised. And then I realized that the majority of body fluids make me nauseated.” “That last one would pretty much rule out anything but psychiatry, I suppose. So what are you thinking of doing now?” “I like science, was thinking about pharmaceutical research developing drugs. But I also took the LSATs last spring and did really well. After watching your uncle…” “We’re not really related,” I interjected. Mike sighed. “Fine, whatever. Watching him made me think that I’d like to do something with law. Maybe international law or working with victims of trafficking or abuse.” I felt a twisting in my gut. “Where are you going to apply?” “For sure the law school here, but my scores and grades are good enough, I might try University of Pennsylvania or Columbia University, maybe even Yale.” I wanted him to do well, but I didn’t want to be separated. If he went to Columbia I could visit him during school holidays, except that he’d probably be away visiting his family. U Penn? If Yale wouldn’t have me, I doubt U Penn would either. And Yale? Fuggedaboutit. They’d made it clear, ivy-league material I’m not. Mike parked Ike’s car, we got out and started up the steps. Just before we went in the door, he took me in his arms and said “I hope you kiss on the first date.” That made me laugh, and I said with mock-seriousness, “I don’t want you think I’m easy.” He pressed his mouth against mine, and we shared our first official post-date kiss. “C’mon, let’s go upstairs,” he said wiggling his eyebrows. “See, I knew you’d think I was easy.” “You’re not easy,” Mike said as we walked in. “Oh?” He grabbed me, pushed me up against the door, and gave me a kiss that left me gasping. “You’re the cutest guy I’ve ever met.” What could I do but smile at him? “And I’m totally irresistible,” he finished. “Not that you’re biased or anything,” I said yet again. Mike gave me a grin that could only be described as devilish, and hoisted me over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. “Hey!” I exclaimed laughing. “This is what I wanted to do when you first walked in to the house,” he said as he went up the stairs. “Really, it’s what I wanted to do when we first talked at orientation.” I was giggling. “So it would have been, ‘Hi, nice to meet you, let’s fuck?’” “Just about,” Mike said, and smacked my butt. He carried me into our bedroom, set me down, and lit a few candles. Then he took a bottle of white wine out of the mini-fridge I’d brought with me, produced a couple of wine glasses, uncorked the bottle, and poured us each a glass full. He handed me mine, and we clinked glasses. “To the most beautiful guy I’ve ever met,” he said. “To my irresistible boyfriend,” I answered, and we sipped wine together. “Why don’t we get comfortable?” Mike said, taking the glass of wine from me and setting it alongside his on the night stand. Then he started unbuttoning my shirt; once he had it open all the way, he slid his hands inside and caressed my torso, pulling me close for a wet, open-mouthed kiss, trailing kisses over my jaw and to my real erogenous zone: my neck. He slowly stripped the shirt off of me, then pushed me back on the bed to pull my shoes off, followed by my jeans and underwear. He shrugged out of his flannel shirt and toed off his running shoes, but when he started to unbuckle his belt, I said “Let me. Please?” He grinned. “Whatever you want, honey.” I sat at the edge of the bed, and pressed my face against his hardening dick, gently biting, then sniffing, kissing and licking. Mike groaned gutturally, and pulled my head more securely against him. Then he released my head and slowly turned around, pushing his ass in my face. “Worship it, Darr, worship my ass.” I was more than happy to; after having done it with Carlos, I’d fantasized about doing it with Mike. I’d worried he’d think it was too weird, but apparently that wasn’t the case. I pressed my face against the soft, worn denim that covered his butt and inhaled loudly. “That’s it sweetheart, inhale…deep,” Mike demanded. His musky scent filled my nostrils, and excited me even more than I already was. My dick was rock-hard. “Do you like it?” he asked. I moaned in response. “Now kiss it…let me hear you,” he ordered. After a minute of that, he turned around and rubbed his bulge against my face. “See what you’ve done to me? Kiss my cock, now my balls.” I did as ordered. Mike unzipped his jeans; it turned out he’d gone commando. His huge, hard cock sprang out as soon as he’d opened his zipper. I kissed and licked the shaft and his balls, pushing his jeans down, so he could step out of them. I kept going, running my lips and tongue over his crotch, behind his balls, and then buried my face in his butt, sniffing, kissing, licking. Mike reached around and pulled my head against his butt and moved his hips as if he were already thrusting inside of me. Then he was turning around, pulling me to my feet and then we were falling onto the bed with him on top, our mouths fused. He was impatiently pushing my legs apart, pulling my right leg over his shoulder while I wrapped the left one around his waist. He grabbed the ever-present jar of Vaseline, lubed himself and me and pushed inside my welcoming asshole. He pulled back slowly and then thrust with exquisite deliberation, angling his dick so that he was massaging my prostate. I groaned into his mouth, and he answered with a groan of his own. I joined in his rhythm, pushing up towards him as he thrust in, pulling back a little as he pulled out. He smelled of the sandalwood soap and shampoo he used. I could feel the delicate rasp of his whiskers against my face, neck and chest as he kissed and licked my shoulders. I kissed and licked his biceps, let my hands stray over his back and butt to feel the muscles working. We tasted and touched and kissed and caressed, stoking the heat that grew between us. “I want to make every time as good for you as it for me,” he whispered breathlessly, “but I don’t think anything could feel as good as your ass does around my cock.” I smiled and covered his face and neck with kisses. “Harder,” I murmured. He began to thrust more strongly, and then hit the most sensitive spots on my neck, right next to my Adam’s apple. “Sweetheart,” he groaned, “it’s probably all wrong, but one of the things that turns me on the most is that I’m fucking you raw and you’re negative and I’m positive…it’s like taking your virginity whenever we fuck.” The poz talk unleashed my not-so-inner cumslut. “Fill me, breed me, don’t stop,” I demanded. “I need your charged cum inside of me.” He was driving his cock into me, impaling me with his huge, hard, veiny dick, and began to grunt with each thrust. I felt the buzz of my climax start, but couldn’t locate the exact place: was it my ass or my dick? Then he rammed into me three times hard, his dick spasmed inside of me and I knew he was coating my insides with his dirty cum as I shot my own load, hitting myself in the face as always. He pulled back and licked the cum off my face. “You taste so sweet. That’s why I call you ‘honey’,” he said. I chuckled, hugging him closer. “And you’re my Michaelicious.” We were both still panting, the aftershocks of orgasm echoing through us as we relaxed. Mike slipped carefully out of my butt, reached for the wine and grabbed a bag of chocolates from the nightstand drawer: dark chocolate with raspberry, my favorite. Unwrapping one and feeding it to me, Mike then took one for himself. Sipping wine and eating chocolate: the ultimate in sybaritic indulgence. “This is what I wish our first time together had been,” he said, “you, me, candles and romance.” We kissed again; I could taste chocolate mixed with wine and Mike. The discontent I’d felt earlier hadn’t quite gone, but it was pushed to the background. What did it matter, really? I had Mike, and right now that was enough.

I attempted to post about this two weeks ago, but I don't think it went through, and I didn't save it, so here it is again... One night I was extremely horny, and decided to look for a top or two on craigslist, adam4adam, bbrt and Grindr. I replied to a top's ad on craigslist and he was interested in meeting up. But, he had some very specific instructions about what to wear, and where to go when I arrived. It was a very warm night, so I was told to wear loose fitting basketball shorts, a tank top, a jock strap, and a ball cap. I put on my black mesh b-ball shorts, and dark grey tank, my well-used jock strap, and a ball cap. He he gave me the address to his hotel which was about 20 minutes away, and told me to be sure to tell him when I was close, as I was to go to a certain place when I got there. When I was about 3 minutes away, I let him know, that I was close, and asked for his instructions on how to get in and for his room number. He told me where to park at the hotel, but didn't give me the room number. He said that nearby where I was to park, I would see an enclosed area that held the dumpsters; I was immediately worried, but also very curious. He went further, saying that right behind that area, I would notice lot of trees, and I could clearly see walking paths worn on the ground on either side, where people had walked in and out from behind there. I was instructed to go back there behind the dumpsters, where it actually opened up to a yard, but I was to keep moving straight ahead to the trees on the other side of that yard. Once I got there, I was to go into this area of trees, where I found that ground was clear and flat. I was instructed to remove all of my clothes except my shoes, jock, and ball cap, and to get on all fours, facing away from where I had entered this clearing. I did as instructed, and once I was on all fours, I took a big hit of my poppers, and waited... About two minutes later, I heard something or someone behind me and then, I felt it... I wasn't sure at first but, I was getting wet... the guy was pissing on my ass, and all over my back - it was incredibly hot! As he was pissing on me, I could feel it running down the crack of my ass and all around my hole and down my legs - I was immediately ROCK HARD. After he pissed on me, he lubed up his cock and began working it into my hungry hole. I took another hit of poppers, and then was able to take his big cock. He worked my ass over in a very methodical way, but then picked up his pace and I could tell he was close to shooting his load. He asked me where I wanted his load, and I begged him to breed my slutty whore cum-dump ass. He was glad to do it, and filled my ass up with a huge load of cum. Just as he was about to pull out, he said something, but I immediately realized that he wasn't talking to me - someone else was there... He said: "As soon as I pull my cock out of this slutty whore boy's hole, you need to get right in there and slide your fuckin' cock in!" I was again, immediately ROCK HARD, and I felt the two of them shift their positions, and then I felt an even thicker cock begin to enter my wet, cummy hole. As Top #2 began to fuck me, Top #1 came around in front of me, and stuck his cock in my face, and said: "Open up your mouth, slut." I gladly did so, thinking he was going to make me clean off his cummy cock with my mouth. Much to my surprise, when I attempted to take his cock into my mouth, he said: "oh no, boy... not yet... this comes first..." then he pissed in my mouth. Once he had finished emptying his piss, he then made me suck his cock. While I sucked him off, I could tell that Top #2 was getting close to cumming, and Top #1 said: "Be sure to breed this bitch whore with your hot load, man." Top #2 said: "Fuck yeah, dude... I'm cummin'!" Top #1 said: "Good, because I'm about to blow another load and I want to dump this one in his ass too!" So, as soon as Top #2 pulled out, Top #1 came around behind me and slide right into my cummy ass and shot his second load. While Top #1 was dumping again, Top #2 pissed all over my back, which ran down to me ass, and Top #1 fucked his hot piss into my hole too; that makes three cum loads and three piss load in less than 15 minutes! Once the two guys were done using me as their personal fuck slut and cum dump, Top #1 said to Top #2 that he was ready to go inside, and for him to come on - I guess they were actually together, which made me even more turned on. As they were leaving, Top #1 instructed me to stay there on all fours until he messaged me to tell me I could leave. I did as I was told, and stayed there, on all fours, with my cock still rock hard, even after I was sure they were gone. It's a good thing that I stayed in position because about 5 minutes later, I heard someone come up behind me and then start working a hard cock into my ass; another cock in my hole... I was in heaven! Without a word, he bred my still-hungry ass, and when he pulled out, pissed all over my gaping hole, and then slid his cock back in and pounded his piss into me. That was cum and piss load #4! Shortly after he left, Top #1 messaged me and told me that now that Top #3 had used my slutty cum dump ass, I was free to leave. Well, by now I was EXTREMELY horned up, so I quickly picked up my phone and posted an ad on craigslist with this title: "Cum Dump taking anon loads outside right now," and made sure to include a couple of pics. I then opened Grinder and looked to see who was nearby. I found a hot masculine daddy who needed to seed, and he agreed to come to find me. I gave him the instructions, and within about 8 minutes, he was sliding his hard cock into my wet, cummy, but still very hungry hole. He said he could smell the piss all over me, and that it was a total turn-on and wanted to piss on me after he came - I begged him to do so, and he did... four loads of cum and piss! As soon as Top #4 left, I checked my email... 8 responses to my ad! While I am not opposed to playing with older guys, three of them were not really my type and totally out of the range of ages that I am interested in, so I didn't answer them at all. The other five however were HOT, and I replied to them all, knowing that most likely only two would even think about showing up. Two were hot married white guys who were up late after their wives went to bed and really horny and needed to blow a hot load. I gave them both directions on where to find me, and they both said that they would be there soon. Shortly, I heard someone come up behind me, and a hand on my wet ass. He said: "Oh dude, this is fuckin' hot! I am going to fuck that ass and fill it up with my load. You want me load, you fuckin' slutty whore?" I said: "Yes, Sir; breed my fuckin' hole!" It was hardly two minutes and he was exploding inside me, and then pulling out. I could hear that he was starting to pull up his pants, but then said: "Oh, you like piss too, don't you?" I said: "Please give me your hot piss, Sir - anywhere you want to put it." He said: "okay slut, open that mouth..." and then he pissed in my mouth and all over my face. When he was finished, I was soaked and he was very satisfied. Five cum and piss loads! Almost immediately after Top #5 left, Top #6 arrived; he only wanted to fuck me, which he did, but he pulled out and shot his load all over my hole, which I also really like - it feels amazing as it hits my sensitive hole. After he finished shooting, I reached back to my ass and pushed his load into my ass with my finger... 6 cum loads & 5 piss loads. After Top #6 left, I checked my email again, and two of the other guys that had replied to my ad were on their way to me. These guys were both black and had really big cocks - I was still rock hard with anticipation of having these two use my slutty ass for their pleasure. They arrived at almost the same time, which was fine with both of them, and equally as fine with me! They both took turns sliding their hard cock in my hole or in my mouth, and both eventually bred my ass with very large loads. By this time, cum was literally running out of my hole and down my legs! As they were finishing up, Top#8 said he had to get going because he had to go to the bathroom so he could piss. When he said this, I reminded them both that I was also a total piss pig and that I would gladly take his piss where ever he wanted to put it. He acted a little shocked, and didn't seem to think that I was serious, and said: "Man, I don't know about that..." with that, Top #7 whipped out his cock and began pissing all over me, and told Top #8 he should do the same. I encouraged him to do it, and with a little coaxing, he happily pissed on me. He enjoyed it some much and was so turned on by it that he got rock hard and again, and while pissing, slid his hard cock into my hole and filled me up with the rest of it. FUCK - I got 8 loads of cum and 7 loads of piss! More to come...

I had a roommate who was a regular fuck buddy = one of our fave ways to play was to go to a peep show with glory hole and get him preloaded - then after he was full of a few anon loads I would fuck him and we would talk about the possibilities of who bred him - old ugly homeless diseased - and that talk always got us off - me in him and him with me adding my load to the randoms up his ass

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.

The job's not over until the top says so, even if I cum, it's my duty to stick it out until he's had enough. Once had a guy jerked me off, then proceeded to fuck me after I'd blown. Was hot giving him total control like that and being such a whore.

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

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

I'd be down to meet up

It is really quite simple. If you want to get POZZED go. If you don't stay the hell away. No doubt, poz related sex has a very sensual taboo allure for many. But once the fucking stops, the virus is forever. Your fear of HIV is a good thing. Not because it will tell you to run, but it is telling you that you really do not fully understand the risk of the action. Once you really understand, I believe you will have no trouble making the choice that is best for how you elect to live your life. I know some of this from experience. I had a brief chase some years ago. I could not get past the fear, so I stopped. Once I figured out how the whole HIV thing fit into my mind and life, my decision was easy and my profile name is the results.

Predators and prey (Part 8) Michael was totally worn out. He was laying on his stomach, unable to move around. The leather daddy knelt next to his head and patted him in his right cheek, asking “Are you able to get on all fours? I want to do fuck you doggie style bitch,” as if his request was totally normal when asked of a twink who had been fucked nonstop for three hours. What else could he be? Only the sleaziest piece of shit on this whole wide world. Michael opened his eyes and tried to focus on the masculine guy next to him. He tried to get up, but just couldn’t do it. He was able to get on his knees, so his ass was sticking up, his arms, however, were too weak to support his weigh. “I…. I can’t Sir, please…. no more…..” he mumbled. The guy felt almost sorry for the lad, but he had waited too long now to reject: he wanted to fuck his ten inch cock mercilessly into the youthful slut. “It’s okay…. stay like this….. no….. keep your ass up bitch, keep it up” he insisted, adding “You can rest on your chest…. that’s a good boy,” he praised as he got to his feet, moving behind the boy, only to look down at Michael and spitting on his right cheek. Michael didn’t even try to wipe it away, but instead focused on breathing. Slowly the leather guy opened his pants and revealed the big snake in his pants, presenting ten inch of hard meat which was not only huge in length, it was also very wide. Removing his belt, the leather guy dropped it at his side. While getting on his knees behind Michael he leaned over the poor boy's body and reached for Michael’s arms. With a sharp 'click', handcuffs were securing Mike’s arms across his back. “You’re slick bitch. Too many dicks up your hole tonight, eh?” the leather macho whispered those words only. He had talked to some guys before entering the hut, and had arranged for their assistance in squeezing the last spark out of the young bloke. One of the men picked the belt up and wrapped it around Michael’s neck, who certainly didn't have any reason to anticipate the danger. The leather daddy gave them the sign to begin and both guys pulled at each ends. Michael coughed loudly, his eyes opened widely. His hands were tightly secured on his back, so he couldn’t pull them up to defend himself. As his lungs fought for air, his ass constricted, which was the precise moment rammed his beer can wide penis deep into Michael’s cunt, bottoming out in one swift stroke and freezing, immobile, his entire dick buried in Michael’s asshole, thoroughly enjoying the sensation of Mike's ass muscles giving his cock a great massage. “Start filming” one guy commanded and so the pal who still got Michael’s mobile phone started to move around the boy, filming the whole brutal scene of the two guys strangling Mike with the belt as the leather guy ploughed his prey's asshole with an unnatural intensity. “Let him breathe” the fucker ordered, whereupon the other two guys loosened the belt. Michael immediately collapsed on the stained mattress, struggling to get some oxygen into his lungs, gasping and completely winded. The opportunity to breath didn’t last for a long time. Soon the fellows tightened the belt again and again the coarse rasp of Mike's constricted throat filled the shack. It was such a pleasure to fuck this narrow tube. Without mercy Michael was choked and fucked hard. Several times the boy’s face turned blue already and every time, they gave him the time-out and let him gasp for air, before choking him again just for the pleasure to rip his ass to shreds. “Gllll gl gllllllll” The shack was filled with grunting and moaning. Michael's gasps and tears mingled with the horny groans of his attackers, and every time the belt men allowed Michael to breath, they would grab their crotches, massaging their hard cocks through the fabric of their jeans. This went on for almost half an hour. It was not ‘Daddies’ intention to kill Michael. He just enjoyed the twink’s bodily reaction to being strangled. Perhaps it was a bit rough but in the end Mike did a good job. While getting choked a final time, he got seeded for the last time in that night. Afterwards the belt men dropped the belt, standing at Michael's side, panting heavily. After pulling out his cock out of Mike’s wrecked hole the boy broke down and fell to his side, trying to regain his breath. The handcuffs were removed and the belt was picked up by the leather macho. “Good job” he told Michael and went to the guy with the mobile phone. “Give it to me” he demanded. “No way…. I am going to keep this. This is hot stuff” he replied. “Listen you fucking moron, if you believe you can keep the video, with me fucking this boy…..” he snarled dangerously. He clenched his fists and since the other one didn’t want a good beating, he handed the mobile phone to the leather top. “So what are you guys up to?” he asked while pushing the phone into his leather jacket. “I promised to fist fuck him….” one said. “And we will beat him up, just for the fun of it” another replied. “I see….. well, I’m outta here.” the last fucker said. One of the last agressors mentioned he had two baseball bats in his trunk. Michael was staring at the leather guy who turned to leave. Both guys went to the parking lot and the one with the bats got asked, if they wanted to snuff the kid. “Nah…. well, not now….. do you know how much it hurts if a bone breaks? It takes long for the body to recover. For the bone to heal up…. and then you break it again” he explained with a gleaming in his eyes. “And there are so many bones you can fracture…..so much pain, so much fun” he added. The leather motorcyclist watched the weirdo pick the two bats up out of his trunk and followed him with his eyes, while he went back to the shack. “Fuck….. god damn….. fuck….” he got off his bike and took his gun out of its holster. He followed the path up to the barrack. Michael had already a fist up his fuck canal and was crying desperately. Both guys with the bats started to take off their shirts. “This will get bloddy…..” one guy chuckled. The leather daddy entered the hut and fired the gun in the air. “Sorry to interrupt, but this party is over….. I am claiming this merchandise” he shouted out. “Hey buddy, what’s this all about? You raped the guy to pieces and now you deny us the right to have some fun with him too” one guy came closer with the bat swinging slowly. “One more step…..” the leather guy warned him. “And then what…..” the other guy wanted to know. He fired the gun and hit the baseball bat. “Next time I will aim at your hand…. and then your leg…. this won’t kill you, but it is very painful” he grinned at the guy. The two shirtless guys retreated to the back of the barrack. The one kneeling behind the boy withdrew his fist slowly. “Now you guys will go down on your knees. With your face against the wall. That’s nice. You will stay this way for 15 minutes and then you will burn down this hatch. In the end I got your faces on the video too…. mine I will erase, but I might forget to do the same with yours. Understood?” he inquired. The guys agreed. “Hey little one. Can you get up?” he asked Michael and lent him a helping hand. They looked for Michaels clothes. He couldn’t wear his t-shirt anymore but he slowly got his jeans on. The leather guy took off his jacket and gave it to Michael who was looking gratefully to his savior. Finally they took off and went to the parking lot. It was so tough to sit on the motorcycle, but the guy explained to Michael, there wasn’t any other way. Michael nodded understandingly. “I am a doctor, I will take care of you and your wounds. Don’t worry…. you will be safe with me” he told Michael. “Are you able to hold onto me?” the leather daddy wanted to know. Michael wrapped his arms around him. He wouldn’t let go…. They could see the fire from afar, while driving down the interstate. It was a long ride, but the night welcomed them. No one saw Michael’s rescue and his entry to a new life. There was so much more to come…..

Chapter 3: After that first hook-up with Mike, we made a regular point of getting together a couple of times a week; sometimes more. He’d come to my place, or me to his, he fucks my brains out, breeds my ass … lots of hot piggy sex. I always end up with an ass full of cum. It’s been nearly a week now though, and I’m really horned and about to go crazy – I need to be fucked. I’m honestly feeling like a bit of a pig. How did I get so hooked up on one guy’s cum? I don’t care. I decide I’ll message him on Kik. Kevin: Sup He doesn’t immediately respond … then my phone buzzes. Mike: Hangin with my friend Chris, horned Kevin: Me too ... come fuck me Mike: Gotta finish up here first … 6 ok? Kevin: yep At that moment an image of a huge cock inside a tight ass appears. Kevin: HOT! Mike: Told you about Chris, right? Mike: That’s him >=) Kevin: MMMMMM Mike: Ok if I bring him too Kevin: Yea Mike: k … told you he’s poz right? Kevin: yea Kevin: It’s cool Mike: Showed him your pics Mike: Thinks you’re hot Kevin: oh yea? Mike: haha … prob wants to fuck you too, he pretty much only tops Kevin: Pic? Mike sends me another pic. Chris is definitely hot. He looks like he’s about 27, nice short cut brown hair, trimmed up beard and beautiful eyes. Then another pic appears, same cock dripping cum over a spread hole, cum is everywhere; Mike knows how to get me hard. Then he follows that up with a link to an XTube video … I’m about to click on it when another message comes through. Mike: Pic is Chris’ cum in my hole and all over my ass Kevin: Fuck he’s got a hot cock Mike: I know Mike: Vid is Chris breeding me Mike: Wait ‘til you feel him doing that Kevin: MMMMMMM Mike: See you in a bit I click the link to the video and all you can see is a guy on all fours taking a cock bareback … he’s begging for raw cock and cum and the top is encouraging him … ‘til the top reaches a big orgasm, and he shoots all of it inside. I need to be fucked like that so bad right now. Mike says he and Chris are coming over at 6 so I decide to get into the shower and get myself and my hole cleaned out and ready. I feel mixed about letting a poz guy fuck me bareback but I’m so turned on after talking to Mike I’m not sure I can say no. I can’t get the images of Chris’ cock and cum, going inside Mike like that, out of my head. I want to beat off right here in the shower, but somehow manage to stay focused, and not touch my cock. As I’m drying off I finally come to a decision, “Fuck it, I want him to fuck me, and I want him to cum in me the way Mike does”. I quickly finish up, I’m cleaned out and ready to go. I feel silly thinking about what should I wear to answer the door but I find myself doing it anyway. I grab a pair of white athletic socks and my favorite ball cap and that’s all I’m wearing. I want to set the tone. I think, “No need to be coy about it … you want him to breed you”. Mike and Chris arrive not much later and Mike lets them in. I can hear them talking, and come popping out of my room, “Hey guys!” I see Mike smile, and he moves to kiss me, “Oh… hey… this is Chris… told you about him”. I move and he kisses me too, he says softly, “Damn Kevin … you’re hotter than Mike let on”. I blush a little bit. I look over at Mike, who’s already removed his clothing, “This way”, he says, pulling both me and Chris toward my bedroom. They’ve been here all of 2 minutes and I already feel a bit attached to Chris, maybe I’m needy, maybe it’s those eyes. Mike and I start making out, Chris moves in closer, and then there’s this mad mash of tongues as the three of us are making out. Chris reaches around and puts a hand into my ass crack… then pulls back, I grab his hand and move it back to my ass; I want him to know I like it there. We break apart and Mike, not wasting any time, leans over the end of my bed ass up and ready. “Someone needs to be fucked … get him ready”, I hear Chris, “Fuck yea I do”, says Mike. I think Mike’s ass is “so hot”, exposed like that, I can’t stop myself and bend down, “There’s some lube there”, pointing, and then bury my face into that hot little ass, “Ahhhhhhhhhh….ahhhhh… fuck yea … eat my hole… so hot”. I love eating Mike’s ass, it gets him so horny. I hear Chris removing clothing and lubing his cock, “Looks like a hot, twisted boy slut needs another load in that ass”. I move off of Mike, I can’t help it, I want to see Chris’ cock. “Another load?”, I think, I’ll have to remember to ask about that, then I hear Mike, “Yeah man … needing another dirty load in there”. Chris removes his tank top and joins me and Mike naked. “Don’t hold back this time man … I want it, hard, raw, intense ….did I say hard?”, Chris just looks at him, “Pig. You want more of my raw cock ehh?”, not really expecting an answer. I look at Chris, “I’ve got poppers if you want ‘em”, handing him the bottle, he smirks, “You’ll want these babe”, throwing them down beside Mike’s head. Chris and I just stare at each other as he gets ready to lay into Mike, “Go lay on the bed beside him … help him through this, but be ass up and ready for me”. The direct approach, I like it … I just smile. Laying down beside Mike I feel myself pushing my ass up. I think, “I want this stud to fuck and breed my ass like he does Mike’s”, it’s scaring me, but exciting me all at the same time. Mike and I put an arm around each other’s back and we’re close enough to kiss … our bodies touching all the way down past our asses. “Please Chris … c’mon man, breed me, pahhz … “, Chris interrupts him, “Yeah you want this”, spanking Mike’s ass with his cock,”… you want this cum … don’t you pig?”, “Yeah”. Hearing Mike beg for cum and seeing him, submissive like this, a slight look of comfort and surprise comes over me. Then I see that look on Mike’s face and look back at Chris, I know he’s teasing and putting pressure on Mike’s hole. I hear Mike moan, “Ahhhhhhhh…”, and I know the head is pushing its way inside him now. Chris moves his body up and over Mikes, covering most of him, and from the look on Mike’s face I can tell Chris’ cock is about to bottom out. Chris kisses Mike’s back and neck and leans in closer, “Yeah baby … gonna give you another poz load from this poz cock … that what you been needing?” I look at Mike, his eyes are closed, he’s gone, “Yes … yeah man … nail me … really give it to me, do it this time”. I think, “This time?!”, I realize how little I really know about Mike. All this talk about “poz cock” is freaking me out a bit, but my hard cock wouldn’t lie to me – would it? Chris for his part isn’t letting it go, “Fuck yeah ... gonna get that load where it belongs”, and Mike blurts out, “In my hole”. After just a few brief warm up strokes Chris puts his full weight into fucking Mike, and from the way the bed’s moving, he’s forcing his cock in deep. Watching all this gets my cock rock hard and I suddenly feel the urge to be the one begging Chris for a load of his cum … his poz cum. I’m so fucking horned. Mike is going crazy from being penetrated, it’s like I’m seeing him in a whole new light, but I’m so fucking horny I can’t think, and sometimes you gotta ask for what you want. I push my ass up further, reach back and spread my cheeks and looking at Mike just spit it out, “Please Chris ... please breed me too”. Chris just keeps fucking. Mike’s eyes open … he smiles at me, “You sure you ready for this babe?”, I smile back nodding, “Yea I think so … I’m just so horny right now, I need it so bad”. “When he starts fucking you he’s not going to stop until he’s cum inside you too”, I nodded, “I know … I know … it’s cool”. Mike just grins, “Alright … you gotta ask for him for it then”, “I thought I did”. I look back at Chris again, “Chris … will you fu’… uhmm”, and I try to sound more serious, “Chris will you breed my ass?”. Chris keeps grunting, ignoring me, he just keeps pounding Mike’s ass. I can see they’re both sweating, and Chris is really moaning and I bet he’s close to dumping his load. “I told you he’s poz, right?”, I nod, Mike’s eyes rolled a bit, “Ohhhhhh… fuck yea … Well … you gotta ask for him for his poz cock … otherwise he’s not gonna fuck you”, Mike’s eyes close, the expression of bliss obvious on his face. I gulp. Hundreds of things float through my mind, images, thoughts, ideas … it’s almost overwhelming for just a brief second. I swallow, open my mouth, and state matter-of-factly, “Chris will you please fuck me with that HOT poz cock of yours and cum deep inside me?” I feel myself nearly breathing the words when I mention his cock and cum. I look at Mike for approval he seems shocked and happy all at the same time – if that’s possible. Chris looked down at me, then kisses Mike, “Looks like your buddy wants my poz cum too”. Mike smiles at that statement, “Yeah I think he does”, and then he looks at me, “Don’t worry Chris can cum more than once”. I realize Chris probably just dumped a load of poz cum in Mike. I feel him tapping my leg, “Ass up again boy”, then to Mike, “Come suck this clean”. I move my ass and look back to see Mike sucking Chris’ cock, it seems so freaking huge. “Ohhhh yeah…. Clean that cock boy … MMMMMM … get me ready to breed your boy”, I can’t take my eyes off Mike’s head bobbing up and down on Chris’ cock, I think, “That cock will be inside me in a minute”. Mike seems very happy being Chris’ bottom, it’s amazing to watch him like this, I think he’d suck him ‘til he squirts again if no one said anything. Chris wants to fuck though, “Ok … I’m good … time to get in that ass”. Chris looks at me, “You need lube?”, “Yeah some, please, I’m tight”, he smiles devilishly. Chris takes some lube and greases his cock and my hole, sliding a finger in the way Mike likes to do me, but then backs it out almost as quickly. I try to relax when I feel it coming, “Ahhhh … ahhhh”, it stings, as the head of his cock eases its way into my ass. “Ohhhhhh fuck … fuck … fuck… “, I can’t stop the words, “You ok boy?”. “Yeahhh… Yeahhh… haaaa …ahhhhha… I’m good… ahhhh… just haaaaaa… stings, but feels good too”. Working me, like he did Mike taking several long, slow strokes to figure out the best angle and see how tight I am before diving in too fast, feels good. Mike moves around to my face and presents his amazing cock to me. He’s always so cute the way he almost beams when he’s in a “top” position, I know what he wants, and open my mouth, letting my tongue go to work on that amazing dick. Then I feel it … Chris works his strokes into a rhythm and I can feel his sweaty sac and chest against my body, I know Chris is poz, and I know he’s going to cum inside me… I also know I’m hard as a rock. I pull Mike’s cock from my mouth, “Just like that … ahhhhhhh … oh fuck yea… ohhhhh that’s good … give it to me”. I don’t want him to stop, not that he’s going to, it’s clear we both want the impending climax. I go back to sucking Mike’s cock. Chris pounds me for what seems like hours, he’s got a strong rhythm, it’s clear to me why he’s only tops. He’s groaning and sweating and just keeps working my hole. I look over at my phone and realize he’s been fucking me a total of maybe 10 minutes but it seems like longer and my jaw is starting to ache from sucking on Mike. Chris pulls out, “Flip over”. I flip onto my back and I think, “Open sesame”, as my legs immediately go up without so much as a word. Mike moves his face to mine and kisses me as Chris reinserts his fuckstick and gets back to work, “I wanna put this second load in deeper”, I pause from Mike’s kiss and my eyes get wide, he just looks at me as if to say, “… told you he can cum multiple times”. Mike moves so his cock is just over my mouth and starts to jack off,… there’s no going back, if I end up poz I’m apparently meeting it head on. My legs are on Chris’ chest and his cock is pounding me, it feels so amazing to be fucked this way. Knowing I’ve already got a load from him is keeping my cock hard as a rock. Mike moves a hand down to my cock, it’s electric, I can’t hold it back, “I’m gonna cum… fuck … I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum”. I want Chris deeper inside me, so I push down on his cock, and I feel my load building … “Ahhhhh.. ahhhhh… FUCK! FUCK! … CUMMMMMMING!”, and my cock shoots squirt after squirt of my seed all over my chest, all over Mike’s arm; it’s going everywhere. My ass grips Chris’ cock like a vice, but he pushes hard enough to keep fucking into me while I orgasm. My eyes are closed but Chris’ grunts tell me he’s getting close, Mike is encouraging him, “Fuck yea man… really give it to him … breed that ass”. Followed quickly by Chris, “Ahhhhh …ahhhhhh …..fuck…oh…ahhhhhhhhhh… FUCKKKKKKK! FUCK YEAH!”, then Mike, “FUCK YEAH!”. I’m getting cum in both ends with Chris fucking a 2nd load of poz cum into me. I join in, “Fuck yeah man! … Fucking give it to me!”. Chris looks at me completely serious, but smiling, he just keeps stroking into me as his cum squirts into my guts, working his load in. His strokes start making that sound that comes from a wet cummy cock fucking a well-used ass … the afterglow is intoxicating. Chris finally pulls out and lays down on the bed beside me, Mike joining him and we just chill in the few minutes following some very hot, pig sex. Mike looks at me smiling, “You good?”, I nod, “Yeah … very good”. I look over at Chris, “That was so fucking hot!”. He smiles back.

If you can get it hard, I will give up my hole...it is just that simple. A fuck is kinda like a haircut...even a bad one does not really last all that long....so why be too picky. In the long run, I do appreciate a skilled top (regardless of looks, size, race, etc) and I make a great effort to be a skilled bottom. I have found great sex is not always based on looks. Of course, there are some hot guys that just make you wanna take them NOW!

I currently have 3 black guys and 1 white daddy who seed me on the regular. I always ask them to pull out but i expect them to ignore my request and seed me. Sometimes the white daddy is hesistant because hes too nice. The 3 blacks are super forceful and seed me deep everytime and this is hot.

Nice ass , I would shot a few loads in that. I'm in the toxic zone now.

i avoid versatile guys cause i want TOPS

The Hunt (Epilogue Part 3) Steven returned to his seat at the bar. He was dressing himself up and closed his belt in front of me. “Seems like you have been successful pal” I high5ed him. Tell me about it, did the little bitch give you any shit talk? Steven told me about Jason’s attempt to get fucked with a condom and he explained how he mind fucked him, to get his poz sting in the end. And what a POZ sting that was. Steven had never been eaten one pill against AIDS. Jason just took an enormous virus load. I laughed loudly. Then he told me about the opportunity to feed him with more POZ cum, since he told Steven he would willingly help my other fuck mates to empty their balls into him. This gave me a whole new range of destruction. I just had to find the right guy and connect it to the right story. “Well, I think it is my turn to mash your toxic seed with mine and fuck it deeper into this useless hole” I took a sip of my beer and grabbed my crotch. “Go for it man” Steven hailed me and so I went to the toilets to get rid of my toxic cum. I arrived at the stalls about 15 minutes later and I saw Jason heavily engaged with two bikers…. Interlude After Steven left the toilet and left the stall door wide open and Jason facing the wall and waiting for the Scorpion to arrive, those two bikers entered to toilets. They saw the bitch dripping from his ass cunt and of course they didn’t actually send Jason flowers before mounting him. When they saw the bitch waiting in a fuck position, they knew this was the chance to actually fuck the shit out of a willing boy whore. Jason yelped when the two guys entered the stall. “Waiting for dicks lady?” one of the bikers approached Jason and pressed him against a wall. “No” he screamed. “Let me go…. Help!” “Heeeeel….” he screamed, but one of the bikers sealed his mouth with one of his huge hands and sneered, if he screamed one more time, they would beat him senseless and take ‘their pal’ away to a more quiet place in the woods. “Understood?” he asked. Jason nodded. “Please guys…. this is just a misunderstanding. I am waiting for a guy who will be here any minute to get fucked by him” he explained. “Well, what are we waiting for then?” they easily told him, they needed not more than five minutes to blow their load, if he would cooperate. Jason looked around desperately. He heard from the other stalls grunting, but no one seemed to care that he was going to be raped. Both bikers saw in Jason’s face the next attempt to call for help. He received a slap to his face before he even opened his mouth. Tears were falling from his face, but he didn’t make a noise. “Turn to the wall and just let us shoot our loads into you and we are gone” He tried to explain that he was only waiting for someone to meet this, and only this guy for a fuck. Both bikers looked at the streaks of dried seed, which were still visible running down from his hole downwards to his legs. They laughed loudly and the first biker opened just his stall and penetrated the fuck toy unceremoniously. The other guy was thinking about letting the blonde twink suck him, but he his mind was set for a tight ass. So he waited patiently. End of Interlude That was the moment, when I entered the toilet and saw Jason being manhandled. The second biker nodded to the Scorpion and told me I could have a go, after his mate has finished the bitch and then it was his turn. I started groping my bulge. This was hot, within a short while Jason had turned from a faithful guy to a cock taking bitch. The first biker grunted and fired his load into Jason. The twink was still sobbing, while the second biker just entered him, the same way as the first did. He didn’t even care to undress. He simply opened his stall and rammed his cock deep onto Jason’s snatch. Jason was not aware that I was already here, watching the whole scene. I observed Jason getting abused by the second hunk. Both guys were a bit drunk. Maybe this was the explanation why neither of them lasted very long. After the second guy trolled away I entered the stall. Jason was still standing there with his face to the wall, while a new stream of cum was leaking out of his abused ass. “Having fun as far as I can see” I said and sounded disappointed. Jason twirled around and fell into my arms. He told me he was raped a moment ago. But I answered him that it looked quite different in my eyes. I didn’t see him fight, I didn’t hear him scream. “You know, and I was starting to feel something for you, and now I see you are just a cock slurping fuck” I stared at him. I wanted my chance to fuck him at least a last time, but I needed some reaction of him. He begged me to believe him. He had waited just for me. I looked at him in disbelieve. “And I was so horny for your ass” I appeared to be extremely unhappy. “If you want to enter me, you can still do that” he blabbered and turned around sticking his ass out to me. I told him I was not sure. Slowly I opened my pants and took my nine incher out. “You think I should use the cum of both bikers as lube to fuck your useless ass hard? ‘Yes…. yes…. yes….’ Jason urged me. He stretched his hands out behind his back and tried to find my cock. He wanted to stroke it. “Then lead me into your cunt and put me in” I ordered him. He showed me his slut hole and I was easily entering him, with all this lube inside his hole and of course being the third dick tonight did also take its toll. “You know, that you are a slut, isn’t it so?” I whispered in his ear. “You take all the dicks you can get, why don’t you go all the way and accept the fact, that you are a cumdigging whore” I asked him with a low voice. He grunted while I was fucking him mercilessly. Behind us there were two other guy jacking off slowly, while I pounded the little whore’s bottom. “If you would be brave to accept your role, then you would have more fun in your life and you would be free” “What should I do?” he whispered back. “Do you want to be free? Do you want me to take care of you?” I asked him monotone. He nodded ‘yes’ “Accept the fact that you are a cumdump. Look how many times you have been fucked today. Do you want to continue? There are two other guys waiting.” I stabbed my cock harder into his cunt. “I am scared” he admitted. “If you are scared of freedom, you will be afraid forever” I answered. “If you are scared of POZ guys, you accepted the seed of those two bikers. I think they were poz (which I actually didn’t know, but it was highly possible)” Jason stiffened and it was a beautiful feeling to break him up inside his cunt in this special moment. “Come one… do you want another bare dick in your slutty cunt” I asked him again. I bit his neck and I heard a softly ‘yes’ This brought me over the edge. I pumped my POZ cum into his pussy for the second time but it felt even better, than the first time. I pulled out with a loud moan. I turned around and proudly presented my dick to the two hunks. They were still jacking off. “This bitch takes only bare cocks. Who want to mount him next?” One guy turned around and left the toilets the other approached us. “Are you POZ?” I asked loudly. He answered ‘yes’ I let him pass and heard Jason sob. I asked the guy if he took medication already. He told us ‘Nope’. He was highly toxic. My cock started to stir again. There was a queue already forming. I took care, that only POZ dicks with no medications were allowed to mount Jason. He took 9 dicks before he couldn’t take anymore. I looked at him and Jason smiled weakly. “Let’s go” I ordered him. “Where to…. ?” he asked me and looked like a puppy. “To my flat…. I will take care of you, like I promised.” I grinned at him and for the first time I could look into his eyes and forget about my past.

Part 2 ........................... I had no more than two and a half hours sleep before my alarm was waking me up for my morning jog. I dressed and left the apartment for my usual six-miler which was my time for contemplation, although today I was having thoughts about just one thing, pozzing my gorgeous nephew and all the other things I wanted to do to him. I got back to my apartment and even before I opened the door I could hear the argument ensuing inside. I stepped in and the distinct and irate voices of my sister and her son could be heard clearly. “You’re not fucking dropping out of school,” my sister shouted at her son. “It’s my fucking life. I’ll do what I want” was the equally loud response. Walking into the lounge I found my sister and her half-dressed son almost nose to nose, red faced and glaring at each other. It was wrong but my cock twitched again at the sight of my beautifully bare chested nephew but swiftly putting that aside, “What the hell’s the matter?” I asked. There was a moments pause before each turned and started shouting their response simultaneously at me. “Guys, time-out”, I said holding up my hand. “Jane, what’s wrong?" Ethan crossed his arms and fumed, but remained silent. “It was all decided. He was going to University starting this year and I awoke this morning to his announcement that overnight everything has changed and he wants to move to London and have a life down here,” she blurted without pausing. I looked at Ethan who just continued to glare at his mother but the sinking feeling began to spread that somehow I might possibly have done more than infect my nephew’s body last night, maybe I’d poisoned his mind too. Exploring the issue I asked “Ethan why do you want to give up University and come to London?” “I want what you have. I want to work and enjoy myself as you do,” he replied. I noticed he placed a bit too much emphasis on the word ‘enjoy’ than I liked to hear. “Ethan, I went to Uni and I’ve worked hard to live like this. It hasn't been easy,” I said as kindly as I could. “You see. I told you that” Jane shot back at Ethan. Ethan glared at me too now and before I got both barrels from him, “Listen Jane. Why doesn’t Ethan stay with me for a few weeks and I’ll show him what the opportunities are like here for him. There are some great Uni’s down here. Maybe there’s a compromise we can explore,” I said. Ethan’s face immediately changed from angry teenager to ecstatic teenager in an instant. Clearly Ethan thought this was an excellent idea. Jane’s expression softened a bit as she looked at me for a moment to contemplate my suggestion, only to bluntly ask “You’d help him? Why now though?” I had to think quickly myself but then It dawned on me that being Ethan's uncle gave me an inherent position from which to speak, so using my best brotherly charm voice I answered "Listen I haven’t been around to help you guys. Let me do this. I’ve got some great contacts, we can look at Universities and I’ll help sort accommodation if it’s what Ethan wants.” With my best brotherly charm. Jane looked almost pacified as she shot Ethan a stern glance then looking back at me, “Alright, we can at least explore the option. We have time I suppose”, she finally relented. “Thanks Uncle” Ethan said grinning like some mad Cheshire cat. I smiled back knowing full well what was exciting my nephew right now and it wasn’t the thought of looking at Universities in London! “Sis, why don’t you take a shower and I’ll freshen up and make us breakfast," I suggested. She smiled at me and on leaving the room she kissed me on the cheek. When I heard Jane's bedroom door close I asked “Ethan, is this because of last night?” Ethan moved quickly and was on me kissing me hard. I didn’t want to but I broke the kiss quickly, “Careful” I said looking behind me. “If you pozzed me last night I’m probably going to get sick in a few weeks. How will I hide that from her? She opens my post. What happens when she sees the doctor’s letters?” he asked, giving me his puppy dog eyes. I looked at him for a few moments contemplating the consequences of what I’d done to him but I couldn’t help feel excited about what I could get up to with a hot kid like Ethan living under my roof. “Will you never tell your mother if you become HIV positive?” I asked without really thinking it through. “Will you?” he replied smiling back, hand on my chest. “I guess you have me there.” I said grinning, “But one step at time. I need to think this all through and I’m desperate for a piss and a shower.” “Let me Uncle” Ethan replied with a wicked little smile and with that he dropped to his knees and pulled my shorts and briefs down. My cock was placid, sweaty and no doubt musty smelling but Ethan gently held it, kissed it and licked it, pulling my foreskin back and using his tongue to tickle the end of my cock and especially my urethra, expertly coaxing a torrent of piss out of me. I swear he never spilled a drop, drinking all I could give him as he stared up at me gulping down my amber nectar. After I finished he licked his lips, stood up and we kissed so hard. I could taste my urine in his mouth, he was driving me wild. The rest of the visit was much happier with Jane seemingly relieved and happy to receive my help with her son, while Ethan was ecstatically happy about staying with me for a while. I was a little taken aback during one conversation when Jane asked Ethan how his boyfriend would feel about me coming to live in London. “He’ll be cool, he wants the best for me and he can come visit us, right Uncle?” he asked with a twisted little grin which I knew had some double meaning. “I guess, but I didn’t realise you were still with him?” I asked, giving Ethan an equally probing stare back. Later when Jane had gone to bed and Ethan and I were still polishing off a bottle of wine, “So you have a boyfriend?” I asked him. “Er yeah, Chris” he replied “And what will you tell him?” I asked “Oh he’s cool. Besides I thought you might like breeding him as well,” Ethan replied with a lusty smile. My cock was rock hard and I didn’t care. I was quite well oiled and my sexy nephew was equally pissed, and he was seated in front of me, telling me he wanted me to breed his boyfriend. I was so turned on. “And he wants it too?” I asked. “I don’t know, but does it matter?” he shot back with that evil grin of his again. “You’re deliciously dangerous young Ethan” I replied grinning back, “I think this will be fun” That night I fucked Ethan until the early hours again only this time I was much rougher with him. He was becoming the the kind of sub slut that I love to treat very badly. Ethan loved every bit of it especially when I plunged a tooth brush into his ass hole and ravaged his anal passage, drawing it out to show him the blood. After three more loads inside his cunt and one down his throat I knew he was well on the way to his desire of being positive. I must admit when Jane and Ethan left on Sunday morning it was with a little tinge of disappointment. This visit had been amazing on many levels but not least the revelation that was Ethan. Over the next few days my mind was pre-occupied with the thought of Ethan, so even when I engaged the 22-year-old rent boy from Sleepyboy to come round and massage me, ravaging the sexy whore's cunt with two deadly loads still wasn’t as exciting or as fulfilling as fucking my nephew. Not until Wednesday evening when I received a telephone from Ethan that my excitement began to return as he informed me that he’d sorted things out his end and wanted to come up on Friday and spend a few weeks with me. I was just about to say Friday was fine when it suddenly dawned on me I had a major board meeting with one of my business interests which would likely end with the CEO and the Artistic Director of the company coming back to mine for a late night drink session which always ended in a ‘party’. This particular business interest was a company that provided content to the adult entertainment industry, something I enjoyed and when an old fuck buddy of mine set up the business and asked me to invest, I was happy to do so. “Friday is going to be tough Ethan I have something going on” I replied. I could tell he was disappointed but then a wonderfully sadistic thought popped into my head, “Although, maybe you could help out, thinking about it.” I explained my colleagues were coming round on Friday evening and that perhaps he could be some of the entertainment for us. Ethan couldn’t have been more enthusiastic especially when I told him both Don and Julian were very sexy and very positive too, and went so far as to ask “Can I bring Chris?” “Your boyfriend?” “Yeah, he knows we fucked,” Ethan explained, adding “He’d love to be used too” “And will he know we’re all positive?” I asked “I won’t be telling him. He loves bareback though” Ethan replied matter of factly. “OK you two can put on a little show for us and then we’ll get the party started” I replied. So I had it all planned and by the time I put the phone down I had to go take care of my rock hard cock. Friday evening Don, Julian and I were sat in my lounge with some background music and low lighting drinking a great red. Don was a mountain of a man. He was a black, 6ft 5inch ex-body builder, ex-porn star but still hugely proportioned with a massive nine-inch cock that I had enjoyed riding many times. Julian was a smaller, athletic guy, 6ft exactly with a great smooth body and nice seven-inch fat dick. Usually on these occasions we’d get some rent boys round to party with but after showing them a picture of my nephew and the mere thought of incest in the room, seemed to excite them. At 6pm I’d received a text from Ethan saying that they would be with us by 9pm and that they had a surprise, but wouldn’t elaborate. So just after 9pm while we started on our third bottle, the intercom buzzed. I came back into the room, “Three guests coming up” I said looking confused at Don and Julian. They both looked at me and all I could do was shrug. When the doorbell went I went to answer it and there standing before me was my overly excited nephew who was in my arms and kissing me before I could stop him. Breaking the kiss, he stepped aside and did the introductions, “Uncle, this is Chris” he said as a great looking dark haired stud stretched out his hand for me. Chris was just over 6ft tall with a lovely complexion and great smile. He was clearly as athletically built as Ethan and about the same height. I shook his hand and he said hello. “And this is Chris’s younger brother, Sam” Ethan said, barely containing his excitement. “Brother” I repeated, completely taken aback. Sam held his hand out to me also and I shook it seeing the similarity now with Chris. Sam was perhaps a little smaller in build but no less as attractive as his brother. I let them into the hall and shut the door. “Ethan what’s going on?” I asked. “I didn’t want to tell you before but Chris and I regularly play with Sam and when he found out about tonight he wanted to come too," Ethan replied grinning from ear to ear. I was literally gob smacked and it probably showed, “You boys fuck together?” I asked Chris who was also now grinning at me. “Yes” He replied, “And each other”, with a little wink. “Fucking hot” I replied, grinning back, “Wait, how old are you both?” I asked. “I’m nearly 20 and Sam has just turned 18” Chris replied. “Sweet” is pretty much all I could say. “Ethan, why not dump yours and the guys stuff in the spare bedroom and then come join us in the lounge.” I said grinning at them all. I walked back completely dazed and both Don and Julian could tell something was up. “You are not going to fucking believe this”, is all I could say to them. I grabbed my glass of wine to take a swig and both men continued to look at me expectantly. Before I could say anything else I heard the boys coming into the room and looking round they entered having all quickly removed their clothes bar their briefs and their sheepish grins, which spread when they got sight of Don and Julian, but particularly Don. Chris and Sam were both blessed with excellent physiques and looking at the three of them it was hard not to be envious of their teenage bodies. “Guys, let me introduce you to my nephew, Ethan” pointing him out. He beamed at them and came over to me putting an arm round me. “And this is Chris, Ethan’s boyfriend” pointing to Chris who smiled back at them, “And finally, this is Sam” I said, “Chris’ younger brother." Both Don and Julian did a double take and then stared at me mouthing 'REALLY'. I just grinned and nodded back. “Fuck” said Don in his deep gravelly voice. “Well boys, why not grab yourself a drink and come join us.” I said sitting down. The boys grabbed bottles of beer and then came and sat with us. Ethan sitting next to me, Sam next to Julian and Chris was almost on Don’s knee. Considering teenagers are supposed to be difficult to talk to these three were very chatty and while Ethan and I already knew each other quite well I could feel his erection in his briefs as he watched Chris who had his hands all over Don’s muscles. Sam too was clearly happy with Julian and although Don was the same age as me, Julian was actually a couple of years older, not that the boys seemed to care. After a few more beers the boys were getting loosened up and since we were already well ahead of them, I whispered in Ethan’s ear that it might be fun for the three of them to put on a little show for us. Ethan bit my ear and squeezed my cock through my jeans. “Guys, let’s put on a little show” he said standing up, speaking to Chris and Sam. They both grinned and getting up they stood in the middle of the room and started making out in a three-way kiss with hands all over each other’s bodies. I looked at Don and Julian who were both mesmerised. In porn they had seen their fair share but I happen to know it did not include brothers. We watched as Ethan and Sam were soon on their knees sharing Chris’ quite long and reasonably thick cock between them. I had had to release my dick and was now slowly wanking myself and noticed Don and Julian had done the same. Don’s was enormous, a fact not lost on the teenagers. The show got more and more erotic and soon there was a full on spit roast going on with Ethan in the middle taking it both ends. It seemed the brothers were expert tops and then after almost ten minutes of fucking, Sam pulled out and bent over and soon his big brother was inside his cunt fucking him while Ethan fucked his mouth. I was wanking myself silly by now and so were Don and Julian who were both out of their clothes. I was quickly losing mine too and then the boys, realising their audience were in need had broken apart and Ethan was on me, Chris was on Don, devouring his cock as best he could and Sam was kissing Julian. I’d already discussed with Don and Julian the fact that I wasn’t sure if Chris knew or cared what our status was but tonight was a breeding session instigated by my nephew who was in need of all our poison cum. Julian was actually undetectable at the moment so wasn’t sure he could contribute much in the poison cum stakes but Don was even more deadly than me, with a very high viral load. I didn’t even know if Sam was into raw sex but very quickly that thought was answered as he positioned himself astride Julian and lowered himself down onto his raw cock. Don had manoeuvred Chris onto his back on the floor and was about to plough his ass which was accompanied by a lot of high pitched squealing as he entered and stretched his cunt. Ethan was sucking me so well but I pushed him forward on to all fours and got up behind him, ramming my cock straight in. There was now fucking going on all over the room and lots of grunts and moaning. Chris was in for a long haul because I knew through experience that Don took ages to cum, but I’d not climaxed at all today and after ten minutes I came, loudly dumping another big, positive load in my nephew’s cunt. Julian was also about to cum, and as he pumped his first load into Sam we all heard, “Take my dirty load you FUCKING BITCH!!” as he blew a huge load inside the boy's cunt. I looked at Ethan who grinned at me and then at Sam for a reaction but I don’t think it registered, although Chris had looked up until Don went down and shoved his tongue in his mouth while he continued to power drive his ass. Ethan took the initiative getting up and kissing Sam he told him to go over to me and then Ethan was on Julian, kissing him hard and deep. Sam was smiling at me and I pulled him into a long hard kiss feeling his beautifully smooth and tight body and his sweet ass cheeks. I fingered his hole and felt Julian’s load dripping out and my cock grew hard again, so I pushed Sam down onto it to clean it and get it ready for my next fuck. He was very eager and did a great job, taking me fully down his throat. We all knew Don was close now as he was groaning with such a deep voice, I knew it so well and very soon he too was about to cum. He hammered away at Chris and then the deep voice boomed, “Fucking bitch, you want my seed?” he asked Chris. Chris didn’t hesitate and between moans managed to groan “Yes sir, I want it." “Here it comes, TAKE MY POSION LOAD!!!!” he groaned as he came hard inside him. Chris suddenly looked up as he realised what Don had said, “Wait, WHAT?” he cried. Don pumped what I knew to be a gallon of toxic cum inside Chris and his massive bulk held the frantic boy still. Breathing heavily and sweating profusely he collapsed on top of him. I could tell Chris was a bit panicky, which just made me hornier as I held his brother down on me shaft who too had now realised that perhaps the cum they were taking tonight was tainted. “Did you like being bred boy?” came Don’s deep voice. “Your poz?” Chris asked with clear panic in his voice and looking over at his boyfriend, Ethan got of Julian and knelt down by his boyfriend and cupped his head in his hands and began to kiss him. “Baby, you know you thought about being bred” he said pacifying him. Don got up off Chris who remained on the floor with Ethan kneeling beside him and then Ethan pulled Chris onto his front and parted his legs. As we watched, Ethan went down and began to lap Chris’s cunt which was dripping profuse amounts of Don’s cum. Ethan licked it out for a few minutes before kneeling up and then kissing Chris again, now with a mouth full of Don’s feltched load. It was the horniest thing and it spurred me on to fuck Sam who was also know panicking but I lifted him up firmly onto me and fed my cock inside him and started to fuck him. He moaned and tried to resist but I held him tight and fucked him hard. Not wanting to be left out and packing another erection, Julian came up behind Sam and I slowed, knowing he was going to force his cock inside Sam in a double penetration. Sam squealed like a pig as Julian forced his cock in and Chris looking up at his brother’s pain, slowly calmed, perhaps realising the futility of it and giving into the lust. He even grinned watching his younger brother getting DP’d, although we later found out that Sam and Ethan regularly liked to be DP’d. Sam too began to enjoy the fuck and once Julian and I had got our rhythm going, we were stretching the young kid’s cunt so wide and he was moaning in ecstasy. After a good while of fucking, “I’m near” I groaned to Julian, “and me” he replied through gritted teeth. “You want me to breed you bitch?” I grunted at Sam as he looked into my eyes. He paused in thought and pleasure but eventually replied, “Yes master, breed me” That pushed both Julian and me over the edge with him firing first, I could feel his warm load on my shaft as I pumped my toxic cum into Sam. Ethan and Chris were still sat with Don, luxuriating together, feeling his massively muscled body as they nestled either side of him, all watching us rape Sam. Chris looked positively happy now slowly wanking himself as he watched his little brother being knocked up. Julian pulled out but I stayed inside Sam with him clutched to my chest. I could feel his heart racing as fast as mine and the heat from our perspiring bodies and then I felt Julian’s tongue on my shaft. He’d gone down to clean up Sam’s hole, so I pulled out of him which let the flood of cum pour out into Julian’s open and very willing mouth. With a mouth full of jizz he finally knelt beside us and instinctively Sam opened his mouth so that Julian could spit some cum in. I opened my mouth wide, and Julian took the hint and dribbled some of the jizz into my mouth. Afterwards Sam and I kissed, sharing the toxic cum.. To be continued………………………….

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Part 3 I woke up late the next morning, a smile on my face. I was in love. I didn't care if Mitch was straight and just wanted a hole to get off in. He had me hooked. My dick was rock hard thinking about my god. I thought about jerking off, but I wanted to save it for tonight. Mitch had said he'd be back tonight, and I hoped with all my heart he would. The house was pretty empty, most everyone was in class, so the main bathroom on the second floor was empty. It was a large bathroom. Along one wall was a row of 5 sinks. The opposite side had two toilets and two urinals. The back wall had a large shower with 4 shower heads. I had the shower to myself this morning and I enjoyed a nice hot one, not feeling rushed. My face was under the warm flow when......SMACK! Mitch had joined me in the shower and announced his presence with a hard slap on my wet ass. "Sup bitch?" he laughed at me. "You're late for class. Did I wear you out last night?" I felt myself blush at his comment. "It will take more than that, fucker." I retorted. "Oooooo, sounds like a challenge." he mocked me. "I've got lots of stamina......and cum." I laughed as I tried not to stare at his naked, wet body as he soaped himself up. He noticed and slyly let the soap pop out of his hand. "Oops.....dropped the soap." he teased, bending over very slowly to pick it up, diplaying his perfect ass to me in all it's glory. Oh god he was evil! As he stood up and turned to me. "I love to piss in the shower," he whispered to me as he started to let go a flow. "No since wasting water in a toilet when it just goes down the drain." He moved toward me and aimed his pissing dick right on my crotch. That did it. My dick sprung up instantly, much to my embarrassment. God I hoped another brother didn't walk in right now. "Looks like you like that." he grinned. "Ok, knock it off idiot! What if someone comes in?" I was truely worried about getting caught. "No one's here." he said as he moved behind me and aimed his piss right on my asshole. I moaned a bit at his brazenness. He reached around and squeezed my hard cock. "Dude! Not here!" I loudly whispered as I elbowed him in his stomach. His rock hard stomach. He just laughed and moved under his showerhead. "Chicken." "Yea I am." I laughed. I couldn't help it. I know he was just being goofy. He wouldn't really risk his own reputation. We turned the showers off and grabbed our towels. I quickly dried off and pulled my underwear on hoping it would help hide my hard on in case someone walked in. I decided to grab my stuff and head out of there. I knew if I stayed and watched him shave, I'd be a puddle, so I made my exit. "I gotta go, get to class." "All right bitch. Be ready for tonight." he winked at me, giving my ass another slap on the way out. Classes were lost on me that day. My head was only in one place. Mitch. How did I get so lucky? He could have anybody. Was he really gay, or just experimenting, or what? Maybe he was bi. All I know is I would cherish every moment for as long as it lasted. And I promised myself I wouldn't let him break my heart, no matter what. He showed up at dinner looking unshowered again after practice. He knew the smell of him drove me crazy. Tonight he sat next to me at the table, making sure I was able to smell him well. It was heaven just sitting next to him. After dinner Mitch and a few of the guys went to have some beers over at Theta Beta. I was invited but stayed home to study. Yea, I'm a nerd. It was getting late when I went to bed. I don't know why I even tried to sleep. I knew I was just going to wait up for him. God I hoped he showed up. He had said he was, but he went out, and maybe he was staying out. Maybe he hooked up with a chick. I was starting to drive myself crazy when my door opened. He stood there with his finger to his lips. "Shhhh....be vewy qwiet." he said imitating Elmer Fudd. "I'm hunting faggots..." I laughed as he shut the door. He pulled his shirt off as he approached the bed, sitting at the foot of it. He swung his legs up so his feet were next to my head. "Take my shoes and socks off." I did as told, pulling off his sneakers, then his white socks, leaving his bare feet next to my face. He placed one foot over my nose and I breathed in the heavenly aroma of his sweaty feet. My cock sprung up as I inhaled his smell like it was a drug. "Lick them." he instructed me. I stuck out my tongue and ran it from his heel, across his arch, and up to his toes. He moaned at the touch and I went crazy. I licked every inch of his big, jock feet. I sucked his toes and licked between them, cleaning every bit of the days sweat off them while he moaned and encouraged me. Pulling his feet away, I whimpered a bit at the loss. He pulled his shorts off and grabbed my arm, pulling me to him, pushing my head to his cock. I happily opened my mouth to accept him. I started to suck, but he told me to hold still. Then it started. A hot flow of piss filling my mouth. I just swallowed it down, gulping desperately, not wanting to waste a single drop. "Oh man that feels good. You love that don't you bitch? You like drinking my piss, you dirty faggot." I just moaned my agreement as he emptied his beer filled bladder down my throat. When he finished he kept his cock in my mouth and started pumping it in and out. Like last night he pushed it balls deep down my throat. I relaxed and took it, massaging it with my throat as best I could. His moans told me I was doing a good job. Soon he was giving me his hot load. He pulled out of my throat and shot into my mouth so I could really taste him. His cum tasted like honey to me. I swallowed down his copious load. As soon as he finished he pushed me back on the bed and grabbed my vaseline. "I know you fucked me the other night. Now I want to know if I like it." Holy shit! He was going to take my cock! He greased up my throbbing shaft and his asshole, then straddled my stomach. He grabbed my cock and placed the tip at the enterence to his amazing ass. He slowly sat on it, pausing for a moment when I first entered him, then slid down the length of my 7 incher. "Ooooohhhhh fuck." he moaned as he hit the bottom. "That feels amazing!" He placed his hands on my chest and started to ride up and down on my pole. "Oh God yes! Oh Jesus! That is so good. Fuck!" After he rode me for a couple of minutes, I got bold and pushed him backwards off me. He knew what I wanted as I crawled between his legs and he grabbed his ankles, spreading his ass open. I grabbed his trunk like thighs and slammed my dick right up his shitter. His eyes rolled back in his head as he let out a long, low moan. "Whose the faggot now bitch?" I taunted him. "You like that don't you?" I pounded him as hard as I could. "Look at the quarterback taking it like a bitch!" "Oh God Cole....Fuck me man! Do it!" I pounded him for as long as I could before I blew a huge load in his guts. Mitch just grabbed my ass and pulled me into him as much as he could while I shot over and over into him. I lay back spent, but didn't have time to rest. Mitch had my legs in the air and the vaseline on his cock before I could blink. He pushed his hard cock deep into me in one thrust. I cried out in pain but he just put his mouth on mine and silenced me. That's how the Fuck went. Not a word. Just him kissing me deep and hard while he deep dicked me, our bodies slapping together. He didn't even pull his mouth off when he came, he just grabbed my lower lip between his teeth and bit it as he filled my guts with his juice. He collapsed on the bed next to me, and soon started snoring. I didn't try to wake him. I just pulled his arm over my body and snuggled into him and slept.

As of late, I've been helping my top partner tag-team his btm pals on weekends... it's incredibly hot. Recently, we had another top join and we all shared 2 hot bottom men over night. There's just so many more options for hot sex with more than 2 people. And, while I luv feeling cock and cum in my arse, there's nothing better than feeling a tight welcoming hole wrapped around your pole either -- Now, that being said, I would personally feel a bit anxious about walking into a room of unknown men (and potentially superior tops) expecting me to fuck and breed a new hole -- esp. one that I may not be any attraction to. Call me old fashion, but "any port (hole) in a storm" doesn't get me going -- in fact, nothing gets me hard (or wet) like attraction, a great smile and a hot kiss!

We have all heard the stereotypes of how black men like a big round ass. Looking back, all I can say about that is "Thank God!" I was going out that night with some friends. On the way to the club, Tom, who like me, is a slut, told me about a bar of which he had heard near the dance club to which we were going. This bar, of which I had never heard, operated as a Men Only business and, by Tom's description, was somewhat notorious as it had a dimly lit hallway located behind the pool table. Tom described the hallway was dark as a dungeon, and said guys went there to suck and fuck. He continued saying the public sex was totally illegal, of course, and rare occasions men were busted by cops, but that he would show me where it was. Of course, I laughed it off and saying "Yeah, right." Around 2:30 A.M. I was drunk as hell. God I love vodka. Tom brought-up the Men Only bar, saying "Come on, let's check it out." We left everyone else and stumbled-over to this other bar. Even in my drunken state I could see there were probably about 30 guys packed into the shadows in the rear of the bar. Buying both of us the mandatory drink, Tom lead me over to the shadows, where we slipped into the midst of the the huddle. Dicks were out everywhere. Some guys were bent over taking dick up the ass, others were sucking, others jerking and the most timid merely making out. I don't think any of the guys were merely gawking. Tom was going from dick to dick, whispering to the dudes. I started feeling hands undoing my pants, hands examining my cock, while other guys explored my ass crack. Suddenly I realized Tom had vanished, and the crowd was so dense it would be virtually impossible to get out. Naturally, before long I was so turned on by the nasty groping that I was rock hard as unknown guys fingered my hole with just spit as lube. It hurt somewhat, but I fuckin' liked it at the same time. A dude pulled my head down to suck on his hard thick dick. It was as if the fuckers were working in teams. As soon as I was sucking a dick, there was a tongue rimming my ass or some guy was finger-fucking me. Soon enough the the dude I was sucking blew his load. As I staggered to my feet, guys poured shots down my throat. One gave me a sip of his water in a bottle (I'm sure it wasn't water, lol). Then he pushed me down the line to the next dick that was in sight. My guess is this went on for four or five cocks, each one filling my mouth with hot cum. Dicks were trying to snake inside my ass, but I still had enough awareness to limit myself to rimming and finger-fucking. Then I looked over and saw a huge, thick dick which I had to taste. I reached-out to grab it and the guy yanked me through the crowd to himself. It was somewhat amazing I didn't fall, given that my pants were still down at my ankles. When I got there, I could tell the dude was black. I had never tasted a black dick, so this was a new experience. I swallowed him, and damn it tasted good. He pulled me down to the very corner of this hallway where there was a little more room (and more slightly cooler air). Three additional guys circled me, although I was not bent over - I was on my knees. Every one of the guys circling me was black. Real nice dicks. I sucked every one of them hard. They said shit like, "Damn this white bitch is a nigga luva" and "suck it, white boy." The first dude stood me up, reached into his pocket, grabbed a sample of lube and prep'd his dick. Rubbing spit on my hole, he pushed me forward, his buddies holding me upright. He whispered "you're about to get that pussy fucked hard" and soon that big black, beautiful dick was pushing its way into my ass. A couple of the guys used their cell phones out to shine some light on my hole. Naturally they all encouraged him to sink it in. The thick head popped in, and I jumped. There was no moving at this point though. The guys knew I wanted black dick, and they were gonna to make sure I took care of all of them. I was drunk as fuck by this time. My whole body felt so stimulated by all this sexual license. Fuckin' and suckin'. The big guy got his dick all the way up my hole and started pumping. The others fed me dick and encouraged me to stroke them, while one or another kept me on my feet. I had not one care in the world after that thick dick has gotten all the way into my ass. He regularly hit my prostate and the pre-cum was flowing freely from my cock. The guys called me "slut," "white whore," you name it, clearly enjoying the prospect of blowing their loads in my mouth or ass. I heard one say, "fill that ass, nigga" so I knew I was getting my first load. I felt it spray my pink hole. All over my fucked-open insides. It didn't stop there. He withdrew, zipped and left, telling his buddies to finish things up as he was going to get a drink. One by one they all had their turn in my hole. Three more black dicks, none as big as the first, but all nice. And all of them nutted my white ass full of their spunk. I was turned into a big-time-black-dick-lover that night. If I wasn't a slut when I went into the bar, I was when I left. Tom, of course, knew exactly what he was doing when he took me back there. He had been getting me drinks all night, knowing that he was going to sacrifice my ass and mouth in that hallway. That was the first of MANY trips to the bar. Unfortunately they eventually had to remodel or be shut down. The hallway is no more. Damn, I want to find a place like that again. Dancing, great drinks, strippers, and a fuck room. To me, much better than a bath house or bookstore.

A few minutes go by and I see a reply from Bob, "Bring that ass over here and put it in the air!" Clicking reply "On my way". Closing my laptop I get up and grab my wallet and keys heading to the door I realize I am just in shorts and a tshirt, but what the heck I am just going to head over there and take em off anyway. As I am driving over my mind starts to wander about what is about to happen. I know I had been thinking about this for a while now, but would I have even asked him if I weren't so worked up now? To this day I don't know the answer to that question. I find myself driving into the neighborhood and my mind wanders back to the second time I came over here following this same route. How nervous I was. Almost backing out. That thought doesn't even cross my mind this time. I truly enjoy the times that Bob and I have together. Pulling up in front of his house I see the front door is already open. walking up the sidewalk I see the screen door open and there is Bob standing there completely naked. His thick cock sticcking straight out greeting me as I get closer. He smiles and says "Great evening for a good fuck huh?" "Yeah I say, it definitely is." Walking in the door I reach out and wrap my hand around his cock. "He's ready to go huh?" "Yeah he's wanting to fuck that cute ass of yours! Get in the bedroom, get those clothes off and put that ass in the air boy!" He smacks my ass as I walk by him. I head down the hallway to his room already taking my shirt off, shorts follow as soon as I get into the room. Turning I see him behind me he's already got the lube in his hand. Kneeling before him I grab his cock and open my mouth to take him. slipping my tongue around his head licking over his slit, hearing him let out a low moan as I take as much of that cock in my mouth that I can handle. "Damn boy, I always forget you suck a good cock too, gonna hafta let you finish one of these days. I want to fuck that ass tonight though. Get up on that bed and point your ass at me!" Standing back up "Yes sir". "You really want me to cum in you?" "Yes I do, it's something I have been thinking about and wanting to happen for a while and I want you to cum in me." "Okay then, get on the bed and lets get that ass fucked and filled!" Turning around I climb on the bed, grabbing a pillow I put my face in it and raise my ass. "Thats it boy, you know your place. I'm gonna fuck that hole." I feel his thumb on my ass lubing me up and then his thumb inside of me pushing in and out. pulling it out of me I feel the head of his cock replacing it. His hands on my hips as he starts to push into me. I feel his head stretching my hole open and that familiar burning sensation as my ass starts to open for this girth. My inner ring resisting his cock. "Open up for me boy, take my cock!" Feeling him grip my hips tighter he pushes even harder. I feel myself start to open for him. My ring slowly opening, feeling head go past and then he's buried in me. "Yeah thats it, take my cock. DAMN! you have a nice ass to fuck!" He starts to move in and out of me, my hole opening for him even more, the burning going away and being replaced with the feeling of his cock moving in me. Moaning how good it feels to him. "Yeah, you really have the perfect ass for fucking. Grips just right and feels so good. You letting any other guys fuck you?" My head immediately comes up off the pillow. "What?" I say. "You let any other guys feel how good this ass is for fucking?" "Ummm no. You're the only guy I let fuck me" "Hehehe well I'm not going to complain about that, but its a shame that you don't let other guys feel how good this ass is." With that he continues to fuck me. grabbing my hips he starts to really pound into me. My hands are gripping the comforter on the bed, I hear myself letting out little grunts everytime his hips meet my ass cheeks. He continues this for a minute or two. I can feel my legs start to shake from the postion he has me pinned in. Easing up he starts into a slower rythm. "You want my load in you boy?" "Yes please" I reply back. reaching under me I start to play with my cock and balls as he continues to fuck my now sore hole. reaching up higher I feel his cock sliding in and out of me touching my now tender hole from the poudning he gave me. I feel his balls brushing against the back of my hand every time he pushes in. I reach down and start to fondle and massage them. I hear him let out a moan. "You ready for it?" "Yes!" He strokes in once, then out, then buries himself in me. My mind is going crazy thinking "THIS IS IT! You are going to have another man cum inside of you!" I hear him let out a moan and I feel his cock twitch in me, then I feel (honestly feel) a wetness in me. He moans again and I feel the twitch and more wetness. "Oh DAMN! that feels so good" I hear him saying. My own mind is screaming. "OH MY GOD, I feel it. I feel his cum in me." He starts to move slowly in me still moaning (as I am guessing he is still cumming, but can no longer feel it). I do feel a different sensation though as he starts to sroke in and out of me. I notice that there is not longer any friction. His cock is just sliding in and out of me. "Oh my god! That felt so good!. You truly have the sweetest ass for fucking! And it felt so good to shoot in you." "That was truly hot man." I reply. I feel him pull his cock out of me. Then his hand smacking my ass. "You are always welcome here, always. Did you like me cumming in you?" "Yes" I reply. "It was very hot and I seriously enjoyed knowing you got off in me."