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Part 1 My name in Bradley Bartholomew Barrington. It was during my senior year in high school, I had just turned 18 and was starved for sex. I had heard from people I chatted with on line that the bathhouse was a great place to lose my virginity. I was warned to be careful since most guys who went to the baths preferred to fuck raw. As much as bareback sex war a turn on, I knew it could be risky. Most of my straight friends preferred to fuck their girlfriend without rubbers, but I didn't want to catch anything so early in my sex life. I worked things out with a friend to cover for me so I could hit the bathhouse on a Friday night. I followed some advice I was given and made sure I was 'cleaned out' and ready to be fucked (if it came too that), heading to the bathhouse around 10 pm, trying to get in before it got too busy and they increased the cover to get inside. I parked down the block not wanting anyone to recognize my car in the parking lot and walked down the block. I made sure to have my own rubbers to use and walked down the block. I walked I through the door where a cute guy (maybe in his mid to late 20's) greeted me asking me for my ID and if I wanted a room or locker. I asked how much for each and was told $40 for a room and $15 a locker. I only had $20 and went for a locker. He gave me a towel and a key and told me that with the locker I was good for 48 hours before I'd have to renew the locker. He could tell this was my first visit to the baths and he suggested I check out the hot tub first. I found my locker, stripped down and put my towel around my slim waist. I'm sure to most of the guys there I looked too young to be I the bathhouse. At 5'8", 130 pounds, with barely enough hair above my 7"cock, arm pits and legs they'd all think I was barely 16, but, of course, I had to be legal to through the door. Once I was situated I made my way around checking things out. It wasn't the crowded but I found a cute guy (close to my age by the looks of it, I'm guessing early 20's). I'm guessing he was about 6' and had a nice slim, swimmer's build with a smooth muscular chest. He was sitting on the edge of the hot tub and I guess that was a good place as any to relax for a while before checking out more if the place. I sat across from him and he smiled at me as his cock began to grow (as did my own). He motioned for me to come sit by him and I figured that this was a good if time as any to meet someone. I moved over to his side of the hot tub and sat down as he moved into the tub to join me under the water. He introduced himself as Seth and commented that he'd never seen me around before tonight. I admitted that I had just turned 18 and wanted to check this place out. He told me about himself that he was 26 and came her for the first time about the same age and he was guided in the baths by an experienced older guy. He added that I needed to be careful, that many guys would want to prey on a cute young thing like me. I let him know that I was aware of that and I only play safe and showed him that I bought my own rubbers. He leaned in close to me giving me a kiss on my ear as he said that he played safe too, then suggested we go back to his room and get to know each other better. He now gave me a real kiss on the lips as our tongues mixed in a heated exchange. He then guided my hand to his hard cock and then placed his hand on mine. I could tell he was experienced as we got really into making out. He stood up and took me by the hand leading me from the hot tub, down the hall and towards his room. Once we got to his room we went inside and he shut the door behind us. The room consisted of a large bed, with a TV in the corner and a small bathroom with a shower. He kissed me again as he guided me down on the bed. He paused to ask me if I smoked pot. I let him know that I loved weed. He pulled out a water bong and lit it up taking the first hit before handing the bong to me for me to get a nice hit. He told me to hit it again since he'd smoked earlier I the night. I took five good hits as he urged me on and DAMN, it was good shit! While I was smoking Seth began to suck my hard cock. The more I smoked the more sensitive my cock was getting. I've never had weed affect me like this, and I liked it. After the fifth hit he came up and sucked the smoke from my mouth before I could exhale. This turned into another great kiss before he guided my head to his hard cock. I never realized the size of his tool until I tried to go down I him. I had sucked off a couple classmates off, but none of their cocks were as big as his. Seth sensed my inexperience with his size and coached me as I took more and more of his cock into my mouth. Soon his cock was at the entrance to my throat and I want sure I could take him in any further until he told me to inhale through my nose as I went down on him. The next time I went down I took a deep breath through my nose as I felt Seth's hands on the back of my head. When his cock hit my throat he applied a little bit of pressure I the back of my head and his cock slid into my throat. He had me hold it there for a little while before letting me move back up so I could let my breath out before breathing in again as I went back down. This time I was able to get him into my throat on my own. I began to get a nice rhythm going hoping I'd get my first taste of cum, especially as none of the guys I had sucked in the past had ever cum, so I really wanted to see what cum tasted like. I could tell he was getting close when he pulled me off of his hard cock letting me know there was plenty of time for me to swallow cum later. He wanted to smoke some more with me. He packed the pipe with some more pot and I wasn't sure, but it looked like he added something else, but I didn't care, I was getting alive and getting very horny. While I lit up and took a couple of hits, Seth pulled a bottle of Gatorade from his bag and took a drink then offered me some as he took the pipe from me. After working on his cock my mouth was in need of something wet. I took a big drink as Seth the pipe offering me the smoke from his lungs. After that shotgun I was still thirsty and Seth told me that I could finish the bottle since he had more. I downed the rest of the bottle and took the bong from him and took a few good hits. It was at this time Seth pushed me onto my back, lifted my legs and began to lick my hole. I've read abut rimming and this was my first time experiencing the pleasure. I began to feel very hot and my horniness grew as I seemed to ever a slight fog. As Seth expertly tongued my hole the sensation sent my senses into overdrive. He also began to finger my hole and, as he put it, ready it for his cock. He was gentle at first as he explained he needed to stretch me open and that it might burn a bit as he opened me up. While he was working me open he told me to look at the video on the TV, that what was happening to the twink on the screen was going to happen to me soon. In the video the twink was getting fucked by another young guy. The one thing that caught my attention was that the twink was getting fucked raw, but I knew Seth says he played safe so I wasn't worried. Everything was good with him sticking in one finger. Then he rimmed me some more and warned that he was going to try two fingers with some lube. I felt his two digits ease inside me as he flexed them to help 'stretch me' and I felt the burn he mentioned. It didn't last long before I felt a third finger side I with ease as Seth kissed and licked my inner thighs. He has me moaning as he worked my hole open. When Seth pulled his fingers from I felt so empty I begged him to stick them back inside me. He wasn't one to disappoint as he slid three fingers back in flexing them as he had done with his two earlier again I felt the burn as he stretched me open. This elicited a pleasurable moan from me as he worked in deeply. Then, when he pulled his fingers out, he said it was time to get me laid.

I went to Pig Week last year. I had been on PrEP for a while but part of me really wanted to get pozzed. I was sorta playing games with taking my PrEP – only taking it on days I went to the gym or took loads. My doctor wasn't happy about it, but I told him I took at least 4 a week, which is what they say gives you protection. Well, the week before Pig Week was busy and with Thanksgiving and getting stuff done, and I arrived in Ft. Lauderdale having only taken three the week before and none the last two days. Pig Week was scheduled to start on Saturday, but I got there the day before. I wanted to get things started off right with a gangbang in my motel. I billed it as a conversion party and told all the tops to pretend they were toxic, even if they weren't. I figured since I was on PrEP nothing would actually happen. Then again I hadn't taken my pills the last couple days, but that risk sorta turned me on. The gangbang went well. I had over a dozen guys show up I think. Since I was blindfolded I wasn't quite sure. I counted 15 times guys blew their load in my ass, but I'm pretty sure some of those were repeats. Their poz talk got pretty aggressive with the guys standing around egging whoever was fucking me to poz me. They kept going on about how toxic the loads were and that this was the night I was gonna become poz. I loved it and kept begging for their dirty loads telling them to knock me up and poz my hole. After the gangbang I was hungry for more, so I headed to Clubhouse II to take more loads. Stayed there about 3 hours and got 8 more loads. But even after 23 loads, I was hungry for more, so I headed to Slammer where guys loved my cummy hole and dumped 5 more loads in. It was the best night of my life, sexually, and I headed back to the motel on a high. I always take my PrEP before going to bed, so when I got back to the motel I grabbed the bottle and something seemed wrong. It was too light. I opened it and there were no pills inside. Just a note saying "Stop playing games. You clearly want to be poz, so just let it happen." I was a bit numb. There I was with 28 loads of cum in my ass, some of which was probably toxic, and I didn't have any PrEP, and hadn't taken any in a few days. There was nothing I could really do. I'd already paid in advance for most of the vacation. It's not like you can just go into the pharmacy and ask for more Truvada – even if I could get them to fill the script, it's really expensive (it's not like insurance was gonna pay twice for the same meds). But the note was right. I did wanna be poz. So as it all sank in I realized this was the week I was gonna become poz, so I might as well make the most of it. I went to bed pretty conflicted, but also sorta excited. I mean what better week to bug chase than Pig Week? That next week I went to every sex party I could. Basically I was a slut and spent every waking hour hunting for and taking dick and loads. I spent HOURS at the bathhouses. I think I took over 200 loads. I mean I literally let anyone and every one fuck me. A lot of the sex parties were filmed and I made a point of getting my face in as many shots as possible. If I was gonna do this, I was gonna do it right and become a public cumdump. I couldn't exactly say "poz me" in a porn video, so I'd say stuff like "Give me that dirty load", and "Knock me up Daddy!", and "Make me yours…" Some of the tops didn't get what I was trying to say, but a few clearly did. It seemed to really motivate them to dump their load in my ass. I think guys were talking behind my back as well, but I wasn't sure what exactly was being said of me. But I'd have these random guys show up at my door saying "I hear you're taking all loads – I wanna breed you" and then not take no for an answer. The last night this car pulled up as I was getting back to my motel. A hot daddy rolled down the window and said "get in, slut"… I recognized him from a couple of the parties. He'd dumped a few loads in me. I was wiped by this point, but didn't ask questions. I just got in. 15 minutes later we were at someone's house. There were a bunch of cars parked around it. We went in and in one room there was a bed and about a half dozen guys. I recognized all of them from the parties I'd been to, bathhouses, and even 1-on-1s at my room. Then one of the guys told me that one of the tops who was there had been at "my so-called conversion party" and noticed the Truvada in the bathroom and realized I was faking it. They were really glad I made the most of it and been a proper bug chaser the past 10 days. But since the PrEP was now probably out of my system, it was time to have real conversion party – the one I should have had at the beginning of the week. The guy also said that all the tops there had viral loads over 10,000, one had a viral load over a million. One of the tops even had a Truvada resistant strain – so even if I'd found a way to get more PrEP they would have made sure I wound up poz (they really don't like guys who do fake conversion parties). I knew it was actually more like 12 days I'd been off Truvada, and hadn't taken it every day before that. I doubt I had much of any protection – and here I was about to knowingly take toxic loads from a half dozen guys. This was my time to get pozzed… (If it hadn't happened already.) I got on the bed as instructed, on my belly, and each of the guys fucked me one after the other. About half the guys gave me a second load. There was a fair amount of poz talk, but it just didn't seem quite as necessary when you know it's the real thing. And the best part was they got it all on video. When it was over I laid there with 9 or 10 highly toxic loads marinating in my ass. A few of the guys stayed around. One told me they weren't done with me yet. They tied me to the bed face down so I couldn't roll over. "We don't want any of the loads coming out" was the explanation. Then another guy came into the room and pulled out a tattoo gun and proceeded to give me a biohazard tramp stamp. When he was done the host said "Now everyone will know you're a poz slut every time you bend over and you're shirt pulls up a bit. Every time you go to the beach, or change your clothes at the gym. You're a marked man now." I tried to sleep that night, but too many emotions were going through my head, and I couldn't really get comfortable since I was tied to the bed. Plus, every hour or two someone would come in and dump another load in me. So even if I was sleeping, I'd get woken up. But by that time they were actually a bit tender with me, calling me their "poz brother". Late the next morning they let me go with a warning – "Stay off meds for at least two years. We stole your PrEP, we'll find a way to steal your HIV meds if you go on them. Make us proud and pass on the strains we gave you! If you don't, we'll release the video of you begging to get pozzed." About a week and a half later I came down with the fuck flu. Pig Week had indeed made me into a proper pig! And there's videos of it all! If only guys knew that I was getting pozzed in those videos they're watching online… And the best part is I found out my strain is resistant to PrEP, so I can knock up Truvada Whores who think they're protected Gotta say, being poz is fun! I'm glad that guy stole my PrEP and made me embrace my destiny…

This story is based on true events that have happened to me... As I entered the hotel room Master Rob was already there waiting for me. He had already set up the sling that I would later be tied into. And on a table next to the sling was several toys and devices. Our agreement was that I would allow him to share me with a group of his friends and he'd provide all the party favors for the night. Master Rob told me to get undressed. I quickly compiled eager to start the play session. Once I was naked in front of him he pulls out a pipe and shows me the huge shards of the substance that would soon be in my body taking away my will and making me beg to be used. He looked at me with an evil grin and said, "you're about to become the perfect slut for me". He knew that while I was nervous, I wanted nothing more than to be transformed into a slut, used like an object for the pleasure of men. Master Rob then held the pipe to my lips and as he started to heat the bowl of Meth. He told me to breath in deeply then exhale slowly. The puffy white smoke filled my lungs, and with each exhale a fluffy cloud came out. I could feel the drug taking its affect on me and at the same time I felt my will leaving me. Master Rob seeing the drug working on me grinned in satisfaction. "Ok, now it's time to clean you out and prepare you for the guests" said Master Rob He the took me into the bathroom where he had installed a shower shot nozzle in the shower. He then put a small amount of lube on the nozzle and after adjusting the water flow inserted it deep into me. I could feel the pressure build inside of me. As it increased Master Rob massaged my stomach. The sensation of his touch combined with the drugs was causing my cock to leak pre cum and I was getting hornier by the minute. After a few minutes of cleaning out Master Rob took me back to the bedroom. I was getting very anxious knowing that it wouldn't be long before I was having loads of cum pumped into my cunt. Master Rob pulled out a pair of leather anklets and had me put them on. The feel of the leather was so sexy. Once I had them on each ankle he directed me into the sling. He adjusted my position so that my ass hung over the edge of the leather sling allowing easy access to any top that would want to use me. Master Rob then clipped a spreader bar to my ankles and using a pulley on the sling stand pulled my legs up with a small rope. He then patted my ass and smiled at me. My mind was racing as I laid in the sling. Then Master Rob walked around to my head. He could see I was still spinning a little. He put a collar on my neck that attached to the sling. It's purpose was to immobilize me thus making me helpless. There, now we're getting somewhere, said Master Rob. The guests will start arriving in about ten minutes, we need to get you spun up and ready to please them, said Master Rob. With that he again put the pipe to my lips and heated the bowl. Like before he told me to breathe in the white smoke then slowly exhale. After several big hits I was flying high. But Master Rob wanted me completely tweeked. He also knew that with each hit all I could do was get hornier and hornier. Master Rob seeing in my eyes that my control had totally been taken away moved back to my ass. I was moaning and could feel my ass hole twitching. I begged Master Rob to put something, anything into my ass. But he laughed at me and said patience slave your ass will get plenty of use in due time. Then I felt Master Rob sliding a hose deep into my ass. I loved the sensation of something going into me. Then he started pumping a lever and filling my ass with a thick lube. The Meth was really kicking in at this point all I could think about as I laid there being prepared for use was how much I wanted it, how much I wanted to be used, to be a cum receptacle. Then I felt Master Rob putting a leather cock ring around my cock and balls. I started to breathe fast as the sensation of my cock and balls in bondage came over me. I was leaking precum a lot and Master Rob liked it. Then as I laid there moaning, touching my hyper sensitive balls and cock Master Rob placed a bottle of strong poppers under my nose and told me to inhale and exhale slowly. After a few huffs of the poppers I was floating and relaxed. It was then that Master Rob started to slide a thick dildo into my ass. I started to shudder with pleasure and thanked Master Rob for putting something in me. It felt incredible. The dildo was huge. Master Rob knew I was an experienced bottom who could start big. The dildo Master was using was 14 inches long and as fat as a coke can. I soon felt it reach my second sphincter. Master held it there with a firm pressure. Then he made me huff the poppers again and within seconds of huffing on the poppers Master Rob pushed the 14 inch dildo home. I was in ecstasy. It felt so deep and stretched my pussy so wide. Then even though I thought I couldn't take anything else up my ass Master Rob popped an egg vibrator into me. He Used his fingers to position the egg right onto my prostate. Once there he turned it on, it sent shivers throughout my body. Between the dildo, the vibrator and the Meth and poppers I was totally under his control now. All I wanted was cock in me, toys in me fists anything that would open me up. My eyes were rolling back in my head from pleasure. Then the doorbell rang. I knew the night was just getting started.

Until Death Do Us Part (The Story a Cheating Boyfriend) It happened all on a sunny Saturday at Michelle’s wedding. She was a very good friend of mine and had extended and invitation to me to celebrate with her that most important day. We were quite a crowd, as we witnessed the solemn vows in the church, but I had no eyes for the holy ceremony which was taking place in the sanctuary. No, my eyes were fixed on a young guy who was sitting not far away from me. I recognized his breathtaking beauty, his innocent appearance. His blonde hair and blue eyes gave him an almost angelic appearance, and his body frame, although clearly athletic, was still quite petite. He was not really tall, at most 5'7", I estimated. Eventually he felt observed and after smiling shyly to me once in a while, he concentrated his gaze at Michelle and John who promised to love and cherish each other for the rest of their lives. It was obvious the guy next to my blonde angel was his boyfriend. He held his arm around his shoulder, like he was protecting him. It was a nice gesture and somehow it made me hard. The boy’s eyes wandered back to me, just to look away…. it was almost like a hot and dangerous game. We all stood when the rites had concluded and the bride and groom began moving down the aisle to leave the church. At this point my cock was extremely hard, so I effectively presented myself to my little blonde darling, allowing him to imagine what was in store for him. Sure enough, when the blonde twink passed in front of me, he blushed when he saw my immense bulge. Since he couldn’t look away, I knew I had him on the hook. During the afternoon we had quite a ball and I made sure Michelle placed me next to the lovely twink. He and his fiancée were friends of her now husband. At that time I learned the twink's name was Dante. Later that evening, when the people were wandering around to dance or take a smoke or simply talk to others we stayed at our table and looked at each other, and got to chatting. Dante told me he had been with his partner for two years and they planned to marry also in the upcoming year. I nodded and my right hand was at the back of his chair. My thumb was caressing his shoulder blade, while he told me how much he was in love with his boyfriend. With my left hand I massaged my bump unashamedly. No one saw it anyway, no one except Dante who tried to ignore the fact that I was discretely playing with my hard on. “Would you mind stop touching me? I am here with my boyfriend,” he said all of a sudden. I kept on caressing his back and told him I knew that, but I was not doing any harm by touching him. “Still…. it is not appropriate,” he insisted. “So you want me to stop. I can do that. I can stop touching you and I can take ‘that’ away from you” I replied and stopped groping myself. Spreading my legs I gave him a good view of the tent, that was building up in my pants. Dante gulped, and quietly remarked "It certainly is impressive, but this really isn't the place for this." “You could take a closer look. Perhaps somewhere more private,” I suggested. Dante looked around frantically. “Meet me at the church yard. Tomorrow. At 3:00 PM,” I demanded. “But my boyfriend,” he mumbled. “We will just meet and talk,” I promised him, although I knew I would be the one talking. He wouldn’t be able to reply, since he would be massaging my cock with his throat. Dante nodded. “I will try to meet you there” he promised and with that I got up and made sure he got a good last look at my bulging pants before I left the table to get myself another drink and to enjoy the rest of the evening with a bunch of my acquaintances. The next day came and I arrived at the church shortly before 3:00 PM. Dante had already arrived, and was seated on a bench texting on his mobile, as he awaited my arrival. He was dressed in a washed out jeans and a skater shirt, looking even younger than his actual age of 18, which he had mentioned to me at the wedding. I walked up to him. My dick started to stir yet again, and, as he was sitting at the right height, it was the first thing he saw: a nice lump was forming in my jeans. “Hey Dante… nice, that you made it” I greeted him. “Yeah – nice to see…. you…. too,” he replied as he stared at my crotch. Then his eyes sought-out my eyes and he smiled at me. “Although I must admit I am still not comfortable being here. I even lied to my boyfriend,” he admitted. ‘Nice’ I thought. “Why? What did you tell him?” I wanted to know. “I texted him I lost my bracelet at the wedding and wanted to check in various places if I could find it” he said. “Well, let’s take a walk over the cemetery. We could talk and find a quiet corner to converse some more,” I looked at him with a friendly face. “Okay,” he agreed and with that we started walking towards the entrance of the wide cemetery, chatting as we made our way. I kept an eye open for a private bench, and then spied the perfect location, a bench positioned beneath a willow, with no nearby tombstones. We sat down and since Dante kept glancing at my crotch, I placed my arm around his shoulder and sat there, my legs wide apart, and suggested “Well, why don’t you check me out - just for a little bit. You know, while we chat,” I suggested. “I'm not sure if I should do that,” he replied, adding “It would feel like cheating on my boyfriend and I don’t want to go that path. I am proud that we are committing ourselves into a faithful relationship." ‘Blah blah blah’ I thought. Of course I agreed with that and I told him it was not my intention to ruin anything. I could relate on that, since I was in a solid relationship myself (a lie) and would never be not loyal to my loved one (again a lie, since I cheated always on my partners). Come on, as if fucking the same old hole would make you horny after some times of usage. “But then again – it is nothing more than a human touch” I explained to him and touched his right hand. “See. Nothing more. No cheating, no lies, just a human touch. And I got the feeling you were quite interested yesterday in feeling me up. And I can sense from the look in your eyes, that you still are, Dante." He didn’t look at my face. He stared openly at my bulge and his hand tried to fondle the clear outlining of my hard nine inch long cock. He started at the base with one finger and followed the route up to my cock head. There he used three of his fingers to get a grip around my glans penis, massaging it through my jeans. "It's so long and thick,” he said admiring. “Yeah – most guys turn me down, because of that” I sighed deeply. “Are you serious?” he asked, looking up at me, but his hand never paused in stroking my cock, even if through my tight jeans. I simply nodded. It was unbelievable, how many guys were scared of the size of my cock. Of course this was a lie also, but I wanted to get this thing going. “I would love to feel it up my ass,” he confessed, "especially 'cause my boyfriend's cock is only six inches long and somewhat thin," but then, in a moment of remorse, he added “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have told you that.” “Nah – man we are friends. Who can you turn to, if not to a friend in such matters?” I asked him honestly and played my cards so hypocritically. “So you fuck your boyfriend?” I asked. “Good lord – no!” he exclaimed. He was the passive part, which made it so critical for him. He loved his boyfriend, just in bed he was a whack. “Oh that’s bad of course, but love can overcome such problems,” I praised him and really had to bite my tongue in order not to laugh out loud. Then I asked "Do you want to take a closer look?” “Here? Out in the open?” he sounded shocked. I got the feeling this twink was really a good one ‘as in’ playing always safe – meeting the love of his life – testing for HIV and that crap and then fucking without condoms like rabbits. He was a ‘Neg’ for sure, which made him even more desirable for me. “Nah – are you crazy?” I played the surprised. “We could use the church toilets and you could take a short glance. That’s it,” I promised. I vowed I would not fuck him there and smiled my winning smile and so we agreed on walking to the toilets. He was supposed to walk in front of me and reserve a stall and I would enter immediately behind him and enter the stall if no one else was in there at all. I’ve watched him shaking his ass at me, while he looked for the right way back to the church. From time to time he turned around to me and grinned, while I followed him, giving him a dirty look. I even squeezed my bulge more than one time, when he took another turn, gazing at me. I was horny like a dog when I entered the church toilets and as we thought, we were the only ones in there at that moment. So Dante took the last of three stalls and disappeared in it. I followed him and closed the door behind us. Right after that the main door opened again and someone shuffled into to urinals section and started to pee. I signaled Dante to get down on his knees and to open my pants, while I pretended to concentrate to the stranger outside, but I hardly listened to the noises the other fellow made. Dante understood and so he went down and started with my belt. I looked down on him thinking to myself 'Dante is absolutely hypnotized by shape of my cock, even if he hasn't seen it yet'. But with that he opened the last button and received his 'present of the day', my cock! He was mesmerized and looked at it closely. He felt the girth of my dick and enjoyed smelling around my dong, but he never tried to move to the next step, so I pushed the envelope saying "I've really gotta take a piss, but maybe you'd like to hold it for me." He nodded and smiled at me. He aimed my dick towards the toilet porcelain and I started letting go a strong gush of piss. I sighed relieved and the luck was on my side, when I realized that there was no toilet paper in our stall. So when I finished pissing up, I told Dante about our dilemma and asked him, if he could finish the job. He looked up at me with big eyes and you could see his brain started working. But the tension was too much for him and so he focused his gaze on my dick head again and shortly after that I felt his tongue lapping at my glans penis, and he particularly seemed to enjoy licking my piss slit as his tongue wiped through my piss slit a lot of times. He even dared to take my cock head into his mouth for a couple of seconds and started sucking me softly. Then the magic moment was gone and Dante started jacking me off slowly, but without his mouth supporting it. I knew what he was trying to do, but it was my game and he had to obey my rules, so I stopped his motions and started to button up, while grinning at him cheekily. Dante looked like a child, who got robbed of his favorite toy. I almost felt sorry for him, but this jacking off would lead to nothing. I had to keep his tension up and so I apologized to him, and told him that I had to leave for a date with my lover (a lie, since there was no solid relationship for me) and if he would like to meet me for another chat, we could meet at the church parking lot on Thursday at the same time again. His face brightened up and he promised he would make it, and as we walked back to the parking lot, we chatted about ordinary stuff, departing merrily. Dante had traveled to the church bus, and I deliberately didn’t suggest I could drop him off - wherever he was going. He didn't seem to even notice my omission. I knew, however, next time we wouldn’t end up in the church toilet as there were other places, very discrete places we could go, where we could engage in some more interesting action. Little did Dante know there was more about me than just my handsome face or the big cock in my jeans....

This Halloween weekend apparently I drank too much, which is unusual for me because I am very careful. When I got back to the bath house I went up to the play room to hopefully take a few loads. I parked myself on the fuck bench and then proceeded to drift in and out of consciousness. Was there something in one of those drinks? I know I got fucked by two guys but I was up there for quite a while and have no idea if it was only two or twenty. I love the idea that guy after guy used my ass but have no way of knowing. I did not feel especially cummy afterwords but that does not mean anything. As I sobered up I got fucked by several men over the course of the night and morning and only one gave their load. I won't make this mistake again. I don't make it to the bath house very often and I want to enjoy every cock I manage to get!

All through high school I knew I was gay, and at 5'8", 125 pubs (soaking wet) I was an easy target. One guy in particular bullied me through senior year. His name was Elliot Warner Ray and his family was very prominent in the community. It left me with very little recourse except to take what he was dishing out. That amounted to the occasional time he'd get me alone where he forced me to suck him off. I learned quickly through him raping my mouth not only how to give great head, but the joys of swallowing cum. After graduation he went to work for his father before heading to a prominent university on the east coast. I was not as lucky as he was and has to settle for the local community college. I was able to get a job at a local fitness club where I quickly made friends with a number of the personal trainers. They were really cool with me and offered to help me bulk up. Through nutritional advice and regular workouts I started to put some muscle on my skinny frame. Then one day they asked me if I'd be interested in something 'special' to help me along. Before I knew it I was taking steroids and was gaining muscle really fast. These guys became really good friends and when labor day weekend came they invited me to spend the weekend with them. Three of the trainers rented a house nit far from this club. It started off as a typical weekend. They had a pool I their back yard and I soon we were swimming. This was the first time I noticed that they had matching tattoos. It was of a rattle snake on the upper left side of their chest. I commented on how hot the tattoo looked and thought maybe I could get the something. They told me that there was only one way that I could get the tattoo and they'd even pay for it.....I'd have to let them fuck me. One of them actually was hoping I'd be interested especially since I was going to be spending the weekend with them and they wanted to party with me. I kind of knew what he meant, but has never done drugs before. He said that they would take care of me if I wanted to party with them and have the best sex of my life. I let them know that the only sexual experience I've had so far were the blow jobs my high school bully forced on me. They pulled a strange pipe out and began smoking it and before I could answer they had me taking my first hit. As they taught me how to smoke from the pipe one of the guys got me a shot to drink. They told me to swallow down the shot and follow it with a good amount of Gatorade. I followed their instructions and the shot treated nasty. We all settled down and before to long I was feeling really horny and the guys has me down on my knees as they began taking turns with my mouth. As I was really going to town sucking one if the guys cocks I felt someone behind me as two hands were in my ass cheeks and a tongue began to probe my hole. I couldn't help myself as I began to moan around the cock in my mouth. One of the guys suggested we move this to the basement where we could get more comfortable. Down in the basement they had a sex room set up. A bed was on one side, a couch I the other and in the middle they had hanging from beams in the ceiling a sling. They told me to climb in and get comfortable, but once I was I the sling I was theirs until Monday afternoon. For some unknown reason I climbed into the sling and got comfortable. They then secured my feet in stirrups attached to the chains and my wrists were put into restraints. I was truly theirs, there was no escape. While they were restraining me my cock got very hard. My body knew I needed this even if my mind want sure. Before I knew it one of the guys appeared with a syringe I his hand as another one was tying a piece if exercise tubing on my upper arm. They told me to keep still as they give me a slam as Tina (the same stuff I had been smoking earlier). I watched as they stuck the needle in one of my prominent veins, then they explained as a flash of blood appeared in the barrel that they were making sure the needle was in the vein, before they slowly emptied the contents. When the tubing was removed grill my arm I felt a warmth rush into my chest just before I started to cough really hard. As I was coming out of my coughing fit I noticed that the guys each doing themselves. I then felt someone resume licking my ass as one of the guys leaned over to kiss me before giving me his cock to suck. Now I had never been fucked before but my ass was screaming to be filled. As the guys tongued my hole and I sucked a nice cock I was moaning in pure pleasure. I took a moment to pause sucking on the cock in my mouth to beg who ever it was between my legs too fuck me. I went back to sucking cock when I felt the tip of a cock at my hole. As the cock st my hole pooped through I thought Fuck, it felt so damn good to finally get fucked. When I was allowed to see the stud who has taken my cherry, I was pleasantly surprised to see the trainer who has helped my shape my new body. He looked down at me and commented on what a stud I've become as his cock bottomed out. He then began to slowly pull out and push back in waiting for me to get accustomed to his penetration. When he finally started to really fuck me my wrists were released. He guided my hand to my hole do I could feel his steel spike as it pistoned in my hungry hole. As I felt his cock moving in and out I never felt a condom. I then asked if he put a condom on, I was taught never to fuck without one. He looked down saying I never asked for one and besides, he never uses them, that it feels so much better raw and he began to fuck me harder. He was really hitting something deep inside me cause it made me forget about the condom and give into the pleasure I was feeling of my first fuck. As he continued to fuck me I face into the bareback fuck buy asked him not to cum inside me. He asked me not to what. I again after him not to cum inside me. He acted like he couldn't really hear what I said and again said don't do what and then I yelled cum inside me. He then said oh ok, and I felt his cock getting harder and he began to getting as he slammed into my hole and I felt his cock spasming. I'm sure he saw the look of shock on my face when he leaned in kissed me and whispered, I never pull out until I cum. My cock was so hard thinking about what just happen and before I knew it he pulled out and another one of the guys took his place. At this point I didn't care about condoms or where the guy shot his load. (Next Chapter, my high school bully returns)

Drugged and Forced to be a Male Prostitute (Part 1) Kyle was only a senior at suburban Chicago high school. He had just turned 18 and at 5’10” he had a solid, runner’s build. With his good looks he could get any girl (or guy) he wanted, but he hadn’t begun to explore his sexuality, he was a nerd (a very cute nerd, including the glasses) and was more into school and grades. Kyle was fortunate to have a loving mother, but since his father died when he was barley 13. He was without a male influence in his life at the most important stage in his young life, puberty. Even after his father’s death, Kyle was always able to come and go as he pleased. This became easier for Kyle when his mother gave him a car for his 16th birthday. It was common for Kyle to be out all night…that is as long as he let his mom know that he wouldn’t be home. On this particular Friday, Kyle was going to check out one of the major university in the city of Chicago. He drove into the city and parked his car in a lot a few blocks from the campus. He met with an admission counselor and took a tour of the campus. The tour was conducted by a current student at the school. After the tour Kyle was hungry and decided to grab a late lunch. He headed to the student union and grabbed a sandwich and, since he didn’t know anyone at the school, sat at a table by himself. There were student’s coming and going as he relaxed and ate his lunch. Soon a couple of older students, he guessed that they must be seniors, sat down with him. They introduced themselves. “Hey there, I’m Rickey and that’s my roommate Tyler.” As they shook hands Kyle introduced himself, “I’m Kyle.” Tyler commented, “We’ve never seen you here before, where’s a good looking guy like you been hiding?” “I’m not a student here, at least not yet…..I am going to start in the fall.” Rickey then said, “Right on! We’re having a few of our friends over for a party tonight, you should come over. Where are you spending the night?” “Well, I was just going to drive back home after I finished eating. I live in the northwest suburbs of Chicago.” The two college men invited Kyle to come over and spend the night. The way the two were talking to the high school senior he felt like he couldn’t refuse. He had been to his share of high school parties with beer and pot. He knew he could control himself as to not make a fool of himself in front of a group of college students. “Sure, that sounds like it will be a lot of fun. I figure I will get to make some good friends here before I classes start this fall.” “Right on!” exclaimed Rickey. Kyle finished eating and the 3 left. As Kyle followed behind the two older college men he called and left a message for his mom that he was hanging with a few college guys and wouldn’t be home till the morning. He always felt a little sheepish, but maybe at this party he could break out and be more of a leader. After a good walk the 3 came to an old apartment building. Kyle followed the 2 as they climbed up to the top floor and he wondered to himself why the building looked to have 4 floors but they lived on the third floor. His curiosity would be answered cause as he was led into the only apartment on the top floor he discovered that they lived in a unit intended for the building’s owner. The main floor had a decent kitchen, a large living room with a den and a full bath with there were 4 bedrooms up stairs. “Just you two live here?” “It will be just us two this summer, in the fall we usually look for a few guys to occupy the other bedrooms” Tyler told him. Rickey offered Kyle a beer and the 3 settled in the living room to watch the Cub’s game. The three sat on the large sectional couch across from the 60” plasma with Kyle between the 2 roommates. The sectional was big enough so they had adequate space between each as to not make Kyle uncomfortable. Kyle drank his beer slowly and as he did he began to feel warm. He noticed that Rickey and Tyler had slipped their shirts off and were now just sitting in their cargo shorts. These two had great bodies with well defined pecs, arms and flat abs….Kyle felt a little self conscious about removing his shirt. Tyler made the suggestion, “Make yourself at home, get comfortable.” They could tell that Kyle was not comfortable about taking his shirt off and made the suggestion, “Kyle, it get’s warm in the apartment, why don’t you slip your shirt off…I’m sure you’ll feel cooler with it off.” It seemed like Kyle took that as a command as he removed his shirt to reveal his lean, thin build. Rickey helped boost Kyle’s self esteem, “Kyle you got a nice body for a young dude. I can see a lot of potential for you. You work out at all?” “A little….I’m more into my studies then working out. I run a lot though.” “What do you think Rickey, with a little work and our guidance we could make something out of that body of his.” “Right on!” Rickey agreed. “You really think I could be built like you?” Tyler told the shy teen, “Sure we do.” This brought a smile to Kyle’s face. He drank more of his beer and began to feel warmer and a little horny. Here he was with 2 good looking guys watching the Cub’s and he was getting hard. He did his best to hide his growing erection, but it was not able to and soon both Rickey and Tyler noticed and knew it was time to launch their plan. Hey slid in closer to Kyle and Rickey put his hand on Kyle’s thigh as Tyler put his arm around the teen. Kyle was not quick enough to protest….he actually felt comfortable with what the 2 were doing. Before Kyle knew it Tyler removed his glasses and was pulling him in for a kiss while Rickey moved his hand up his leg into his shorts. This was all new to Kyle; he had never been with anyone sexually except himself. He figured he’d go with it, and if he didn’t like it then he’d know he wasn’t gay. But he was discovering that he did like the way these 2 hot studs were making him feel. He felt his senses going into over load as Rickey played with his 7” cut cock and Tyler’s tongue probed into his mouth. It didn’t take long before Kyle’s shorts and boxers were on the ground. Rickey began to lick and suck Kyle’s cock as Tyler pulled Kyle down to his crotch. As Tyler held his head down he moved his cargo shorts down revealing a nice 8” cut cock. Tyler urged…no commanded that Kyle lick his cock, “Lick my cock, lick it from the base to the tip.” Kyle was in virgin territory and did was he felt was right, just follow their directions. The last thing he wanted the roommates to know was that he was a virgin. Kyle’s lack of experience showed when Rickey told him to suck Tyler’s cock. He wasn’t sure what to do and did the best he could just getting the tip in his mouth. “Watch the teeth Kyle!” Kyle pulled off for a second to say “Sorry.” Rickey could tell that Kyle was about to cum and the 2 didn’t want that just yet. He pulled off Kyle’s cock and came up to kiss he lover, Tyler. The 2 roommates whispered to each other ss Kyle continued to try and do his best to suck Tyler. Tyler asked, “Is this the first time you’ve ever sucked a guy’s cock?” Kyle kept stroking Tyler’s cock as he lifted his head and attempted to deny this fact. Rickey let him know, “It’s ok if you’ve never done this before. We can teach you, we can teach you a lot.” Kyle felt more at ease and admitted the truth, “Yeah, I’ve never done this before….I’m a virgin.” Tyler asked, “So, you think you’re gay?” “I don’t really know….I’ve never been with a girl or guy.” “It’s ok”, Rickey reassured him, “Let’s head up stairs and get comfortable and we can teach you everything.” They headed up the stairs, stark naked, and went into the master bedroom. There Kyle sat down as Tyler stepped into the bathroom for a second. When he returned he had a bottle of poppers, a few white and blue pills and something else that Kyle couldn’t see. Kyle asked, “What are the pills for?” Tyler told him, “The blue ones will keep you hard and horny,” Rickey said, “The white one will relax you.” Kyle naivety showed, he figured that these guys knew what they were doing, they wouldn’t hurt him. He swallowed the pills. “What’s the little brown bottle for?” Tyler said “Those are poppers, they also help relax you when you sniff them” as he opened the bottle and took a couple deep hits in each nostril. He then handed the bottle to Rickey and he did the same. They then handed the bottle to Kyle and he didn’t even hesitate when he took his hits. Kyle’s head was spinning. The ecstasy was beginning to kick in as the poppers hit him hard. The roommates knew that they had him right where they wanted him. Before Kyle knew what was happening Rickey grabbed his left arm and Tyler stuck him with a needle. The next thing Kyle felt was a warmth rush up his arm and felt it difficult to breath. He coughed out a couple times. He heard a ringing in his ears and felt as if he was floating. When he started to gain a comprehension as to what was happening….he was on his back with his legs on Rickey’s shoulders. He looked up at Rickey as he began to realize that he was being fucked. Kyle didn’t say a word, he simply moaned out in pleasure to what was happening. Tyler was over his head and as Kyle came around, Tyler began to feed Kyle his cock. Kyle eagerly sucked it down and, with the position he was in, took it down his throat. With a free hand he reached down to feel Ricks cock sliding in and out of his ass when he made a startling discovery….Rickey was not wearing a rubber. For a brief moment Kyle panicked, he remembered all the lectures and videos he watched in health class on STD’s and safe sex, but after Tyler shoved the poppers back under his nose forcing him to take some deep hits. His head was spinning as he heard the 2 college stud’s talking. “Rickey, this fag can make us some good cash over the next 4 years.” “Right on! With some good training and the proper encouragement he’ll be a perfect addition to our crew. Hey Ty, how much did you give him?” “Close to 2 quarters.” “That’s a good start, we got to get him hooked so he will be depended on us.” Kyle barely heard yet understood what the 2 studs were talking about. “I’m getting close Ty….he’s got one hot ass here.” “Breed him bro, breed his virgin ass.” Rickey looked down at Kyle and told him, “Look at me, keep those baby blues on mine.” Tyler pulled his cock from Kyle’s mouth, “There’ll be plenty of time to teach you to suck cock and swallow cum.” Kyle looked up at Tyler as he spoke and was reminded, “LOOK AT ME BITCH!” as he felt a hand slap him across his face. He looked up at Rickey. “I want you to remember this, always look at the John’s eyes when he fucks you, ESPECIALLY WHEN HE IS ABOUT TO CUM IN YOUR ASS!” Kyle had his eyes locked on Rickey as he heard him start to moan and grunt. He punctuated each thrust with a grunt. Then it happened, “FUCK I’M CUMMING!!!! I’M BEEDING YOUR ASS, YOUR VIRGIN NEG HOLE. IT BELONGS TO ME NOW!!!” As Rickey’s orgasm concluded he ground his cock inside Kyle’s formerly virgin hole making sure that every ounce of his seed was massaged into his gut. Rickey pulled his still hard cock out of Kyle and he was quickly replaced by Tyler’s. “MY TURN TO CLAIM YOUR ASS AS MY OWN!” Tyler exclaimed as he rammed the entire length of his 8” cock inside the teen. With the change in position he was able to get a good look at the cock that had taken his virginity and probably his health. Rickey’s cock was the same length as Tyler’s, but uncut. Since Tyler had his cock down Kyle’s throat he had already worked his balls to near boiling point. He began to breath heavier as Kyle could feel his cock thicken. Kyle had his eyes locked on Tyler as the stud reached the point of no return. “UH, UH, UH, TAKE MY CHARGED CUM YOU FUCKING WHORE!” And Kyle was filled with his second load of poz cum.

After years of denial of who I really am, being uptight, playing on the DL when I wanted dick then back to pussy thinking it's gone. I finally gave in n let the inner fag come out. I was still worried about being caught in the act. That changed one night when I went to a gay bar, I didn't know anybody at 1st. Then an old co worker came up n we started talking n he invited me to his table where 5-6 guys were. "What are u doing in here, Erik? I thought u were straight." I had several drinks n my tongue had listened. "I'm bi, I just hide it well. Im newly single n decided to test these waters since I haven't in a few years." We talked n I started feeling really drunk n horny. Taylor n his friends had been flirting w me more n more, my usually uptight ass was eating it up. Taylor asked me if liked to get high on anything other than weed & if I ever done Tina. I told him I tried it w my ex gf n it had no effect on me other than a limp dick, but I loved the high. He said maybe I tried it w the wrong sex, we went to the bathroom stall w his bf n we smoked some shards. He told me he had spiked my drink w GCB is why I was so drunk n my dick was bulging. He also told me that him n Jon wanted me when we worked together. There I was, spun as hell, really starting to want him n bf then n there. The guys fucking in the next stall fed it, he reached over n rubbed my throbbing cock n Jon rubbed his. Omg what have u done to me? I'm so horny. He leaned towards me n whispered, awakened the cock slut in u. It seems when a guy rubs ur dick on this ur extremly horny. We are going to a party w more drugs n sex,wanna get real crazy n go? Or we can go to our house n party there. I was beside myself w list for them, I was rubbing their dicks, hitting the pipe when I felt a finger slide into my ass. I moaned as he worked it around, I just pushed a huge shard in ur ass, it seems u like ur ass w things in it. The rush hit me, our neighbor was moaning like a whore begging to be fucked harder n I was being fingered n rubbing both their dicks. I was in heat n Taylor was working my ass so good as he said, I had a feeling about u cuz I caught u checking out the guys, now I'm finally gonna fuck u. I got on my knees n sucked their dicks hungrily, I had never wanted dick so bad, my ass was craving cocks bad. Yeah that's it, tease our cocks n ull get all u want. Meths got u so hot for it ud probably take on every dick in here. Jon said, damn he can really suck dick, I bet that ass is nice n tight. Oh yeah, he's loving it. Wanna go to an orgy n get higher n let lose? Omg yes, I panted, I never been in one. We straightened up n rejoined their party, they looked at us n smiled knowingly. They told them that they had talked me into the orgy tonight, n everybody was happy. We stayed a lil while longer, was rubbed, hugged n groped by all 10 guys at the table. We went back to the restroom again to smoke more, 4 of us crammed into that stall, I was beside myself wanting every guy I saw. They had given me 4 more booty bumps n I couldn't control it any longer. I sucked off a dick that came thru the hole in the stall in less than 5 minutes. Holy shit boys, we got to get this slut to our party. He's about to get a line started here. Reluctently we left the bar n headed to Taylors house, on the way I was in the middle of back seat making out w Taylor n jon their hands were all over me n mine on them. More later

Took my first fist Sunday. Holy fuck! Was so intense!!! Had to work up to it basically all week but being fucked, but so worth it! After, couldn't close my hole all the way and the cum that had been shot up me after leaked out, but I ate it like a good boy. Today was sore and got hard constantly. Can't wait to do it again!

My name is Nick and I own what a lot of people call the Bareback Bunkhouse (or BBBH for short – like the Twitter tag for barebacking). I purchased a somewhat rundown brownstone in Harlem a few years ago when the market had crashed after "The Great Recession". It's a big ark of a place – 5 floors, 25 feet wide. This West Indian family owned it before me. They owned it for something like 60 years – generations of their family passed through the place. But they kept it in fairly good condition. I had always dreamed of having a fuck house that was filled with cumdump bottoms where tops could just stop by and breed hole 24/7/365. I mean I love sex and just want to be surrounded by it constantly – and that's what I've created with this place. I can find ass when ever I wanna top, and usually find dick whenever I feel like getting fucked – all without leaving my house. Needless to say the health authorities hate me because it's a private home, which means they can't regulate it. It's legally a two family building. I leave the ground floor apartment unrented and just use it for sex parties – which happen 4 or 5 times a week. They're free, but invite-only. You have to fuck a few of my cumdumps 1-on-1 to get an invite – or better yet, just fuck me Upstairs there are 4 floors and it's operated a bit like a flophouse. The parlor floor has the common space – living room, dining room and kitchen. Then there are three floors of bedrooms above that – each with a bathroom, two big bedrooms and a tiny bedroom room that was originally intended for nanny's (when rich white people lived in Harlem). I kept half of the top floor for myself – a big bedroom and a bathroom. That leaves 5 big bedrooms and three little ones for the cumdumps. I manage to skirt the rent law because all the guys who live here are my "roommates", not tenants. That means if I want them out I can give them 2 week notice and they're gone. Usually it goes pretty smoothly. My "roommates" don't get their own private space. To live in the house you have to basically dedicate your life to getting fucked. You get a lockable closet where you can store your stuff, and otherwise the boys are expected to be naked and ready to get fucked most hours of the day. They sleep wherever they can find an empty bed. Only the top floor bedrooms are quiet zones that are off-limits to visitors. If they boys can't find an empty bed on the top floor, then they'll probably be woken up by fucking in the next bed or (better yet) a hard cock sliding into their hole by some random top who wandered into the house. It's a fantasy for a lot of guys, but most of the guys burn out after a few months, but a few find that it suits them – that deep down they really are just cumdumps. I try to keep about 10 to 15 cumdumps in the house at any given time. Most will be full time "roommates" but I also get a pretty steady flow of tourists who come for a few days or a week of getting fucked. It also means that there literally is a cumdump available to take a load any time of the day (usually more than one is available). And that's why the City hates me – I'm essentially a free brothel. Even straight guys come here since a quickie pump-n-dump at my place is way easier than finding pussy. But instead of the tops paying, the bottoms pay. But since they're just paying rent, it's not illegal. But I do try to not raise too many alarm bells with the City. I usually go for neg guys on PrEP since a lot of the straight tops don't understand that poz undetectable guys aren't really all that dangerous to fuck. And I have a private doctor who comes in for regular testing and to do the 3 month PrEP check-ups (I include doctor visits the boys' rent – though the doctor does bill their insurance). We test all the guys at once, and it's worked really well, until the last round of tests… We did routine tests a couple weeks ago and one of the boys, Mike, turned up poz. He's a nasty-minded little fucker who's one of the ones who's really well suited for living life as a cumdump. He's been living here for a year and a half and he's one of my favorite bottoms to fuck, and his dick feels incredible in my ass. And OMG! He shoots the biggest loads you can imagine. I mean he literally floods guys' asses. But he's not just a slut – he's also really responsible, which is surprising given that he's young – I've just never had any problem with him. Thing is, we haven't actually told Mike he's poz – I wanted more information before breaking the news. But I did ask if he's been taking his PrEP every day. He says yes, and I believe him. You see the issue is that Mike is vers. He'll fuck just about anything that moves and loves giving loads as much as taking them. He fucks and breeds every guy in the house pretty regularly, and a lot of the "visitors" as well. His favorite thing is to talk tops into taking his load in their ass – even if it means he just jacks off and sticks the head of his dick in their hole as he's cumming. He's so cute and adorable it's amazing how many "total tops" he can get to take his load – they're all in love with him and think it's "safe" since he's on PrEP. I'm worried that Mike could have infected a lot of guys, so I wanted to understand how bad the problem was before telling anyone. Hell, I wanted to know if he'd infected me. I had the doc test the other boys (and me) with a more sensitive HIV test, and look more closely at Mike's strain to see if it's meds resistant or not. The news just came back and it's bad. Me and 9 other guys are poz. Two are 'indeterminate', and as you might expect after hearing those numbers, Mike's strain is Truvada-resistant. It's sorta a worst case scenario. I'm really sorta confused – how did this happen with all the guys on PrEP, and why didn't we catch it sooner? I mean I have the guys tested monthly for STDs and every three months for HIV. How did it spread so quickly? I mean I should be in shock about finding out I'm poz – I thought I was pretty safe on PrEP, but the problem is bigger than just me – literally everyone in the house is high viral load poz right now (except maybe the two "indeterminate" guys, but I'm not hopeful with them). And besides the 12 guys here in the house, there are all the tops Mike has fucked and the bottoms those guys have fucked. So now I'm worried about what the City will do. You know they'll find out. Should I shut the house down? Should I just ignore the problem? I'm not really sure. But clearly I need to talk things over with the guys… [To be continued…]

I really wanna become a better fist bottom! I've taken a fist only a couple of times but it was hard work and took a lot of prep. I bought a fist dildo to practice with but I think it's a bit too big Well, practice makes perfect I guess. I love how intense it is!

When it comes to getting my ass loaded I am pretty much down for letting anyone that wants to fuck me do so. It is the cum that I care about not where it comes from. But on those rare times I top I am very picky. More than anything I love to fuck Asian guys. Anyhow, Sunday I went to Flex (bath house) to get some anonymous loads. I headed right to the steam room, picked a nice spot where I was in the open. Within a minute a young Asian twink landed next to me. A little bit of sucking and jacking and he was ready for my cock up in him. I figured I better shoot my load quickly before he had a chance to ask status. God I hope he ain't on that stupid prep. Hot Asian twinks should be knocked up and I will do all I can to see that happen.

It wasn't easy to earn my rattle snake tattoo. For the next several weekend I would have to get off work at the same time as my 3 trainer friends on Saturday, go with them to the 4 bedroom house they rent, get slammed and then fucked by each one. I stopped thinking about safe sex, only wanting their raw chicks and cum inside me. During the week they began to work with me on becoming a personal trainer. It had been about a month since the labor day party when I started to feel sick. I was at the club and had to leave early. My three buddies seemed pleased I was starting to become ill and told me to go home, get some rest and drink plenty of fluids. I was sick for 4 days which gave me time to study for my personal trainer's test. I had to take my test that Saturday morning and the club would get the results Monday. After my test I was to go over the the house for our usual party and play. When I got to the house I found my friends in the living room already naked and smoking. I joined them and quickly stripped and began to smoke. We wasted no time and headed down to the basement where points were wading. They had taught me how to administer my own slam a couple weeks back and we each grabbed a point and did our slams. As I rode my rush I was surprised that I wasn't going to be the center of the action as it seemed we were going at it with each other. We kissed, licked, sucked and fucked each other until the next morning. Monday at work started lime a normal day until I was about to get off work. The guys came to me letting me know that they think I've earned my rattle snake tattoo. First of all I passed my personal trainers test. Second they needed to take me to the free clinic for a blood test. I couldn't understand what a blood test had to do with the tattoo until we got to the clinic. The guys new the nurse who was going to preform my tests. First he did a swab of the inside of my cheek before he took some blood for confirmation of the rapid test. I asked him what the tests were for when he said congratulations the rapid test came back positive. My buddy's were with me and could see the confusion and worry on my face when they finally let me in I their secret, they were all HIV+, and they wanted me to become one of their brothers so they needed to poz me. For some strange reason I was so turned on at what they just told me. They then asked me to move into the house with them and now that I'd be making more money as a personal trainer I could afford living with in the house. It was great living with these guys. We each had our own bedroom, but I don't think I ever slept alone. One night I might have one of the guys fuck me before were fell asleep our I might fuck one of them. About a month later in mid November I had heard a rumor about my former high school bully, Elliot Warner Ray. The word I heard was that he was kicked out of the prestigious university he was attending, and would be back home. Sure enough right before Christmas he came into the club. I knew he wouldn't recognize me, since graduation I had put on a significant about of muscle, grew my hair out long and ditched my glasses for contracts. One of my roommates knew about him and his gay bashing. They all wanted to knock him down a peg or two. I was so wanting to get him. We came up with a plan. We told Elliot about the girl that was going to be at the house for a party that was 'easy'. We knew how much of a player he was so it was so easy to get him over to the house. Once he was there we made it seem like he was the first to arrive. We should his drink and after he drank his second one it was very easy getting him down to the basement. He settled a little as we removed his clothes before securing him in the sling. We waited as the G we aimed his drink with wore off. He was still a little out of it as we administered a shot of tri-mix to his cock to make sure he was hard as steel, then tied off his upper arm preparing him for his first slam. Once he seemed to comprehend what was going on I asked him if he was ready to be our bitch. He thrashed about against his restraints yelling for us to release him. We just laughed as a piece of exercise band was tired tightly to his upper arm warning him that he best keep still or risk serious injury as we made sure he saw the needle that was about to go into his arm. He turned his arm as he laid there in the sling still as instructed. It turned me on as I watched the great Elliot Warner Ray, the guy who tormented me throughout my senior year about to be reduced to a Tina bitch! As the point wasted his vein you could see the look of horror in his eyes. With the flash of his blood in the chamber my cock twitched, as the plunger was pushed and the entire .5 slam was pushed into his blood system a small bit of precum oozed out my piss slit, and when the tourniquet was removed and Elliot began to cough I readied myself to take his neg virgin ass. As I stepped up between his legs one of my roommates sprinkled some Tina in my loved covered cock informing me that this was done when they took my virginity. I looked at our victim as I placed the tip of my cock against his hole. I really liked what I saw as I looked down at Elliot. His pupils were dark and as large as saucers. His protests were no more as the tip of my cock slipped into his hole. A sight moan escaped his lips as I sank in deeper, the Tina on my cock tearing into the delicate tissue of his ass. I pushed in balls deep getting a slight yelp from him, a mix of pain with the pleasure he was going to learn to enjoy by the time we were finished. I held my cock still inside him waiting to judge his reaction. I could see the confusion in his eyes, a confusion between 'I'm strait' and 'Damn this feel so good' as I face his hard cock a squeeze to help him make up his mind. I knew which side won as he began to (seemingly) involuntarily began to wiggle his ass. I pulled my cock back a bit before trusting back in eliciting a definite pleasurable moan from Elliot. I then asked him if he was starting to enjoy my gay dick in his strait ass (mirroring what he has said to me when he forced me to suck his cock, he'd look down at me asking if I enjoyed his strait cock I my gay mouth). He didn't say a word as I began to work up to a good rhythm. I didn't want this fuck to last too long knowing my roommates were waiting for their turn. As I really got going I leaned in wanting to let my former high school bully who I was and that I was about to breed him like he has done to so many at our high school. I looked him in the eye and medical told him, putting on a good build, growing out my hair and with contacts he never recognized who I was. I gave him a clue when I added that I bet he'd recognize me if I was on my knees with his strait cock I my gay mouth. I could see the wheels spinning as he figured out that I was the fag he bullied all last year I high school. I could feel my balls begin to tighten up and knew I was about to blue my dirty cum inside the strait boy. I closed my eyes and let Elliot know that although my first load was going into his ass, I'd give him an opportunity to swallow my next load. Then I shouted out 'FUCK' as I slammed in balls deep and shot a 2 weeks worth load deep inside as I pooped passed his third ring. I could tell he felt every Siam of my cock as I looked deep into his eyes. I face him a kiss he wasn't prepared for as his lips were slightly parted and my tongue forced into his mouth. What surprise me was how he seemed to instinctively accept my kiss. When the kids broke it looked like there was a change in his brain as my semi-hard cock slipped from his ass. I moved aside to let one of my roomies take his turn as I moved up to Elliott's head with my cock covered in his has juices and some of my cum. I placed it choose to his lips as someone released his hands. Once his hands were free he grabbed my ass and pulled me in sui he could get his first taste of cock. I leaned my head back as he took my rod sub to the root. His talent surprised me and I could tell mine wasn't the first cock gee ever sucked. As his ass got fucked he brought life back to my tool. As he was about to take his second load in his hole I was getting ready to feed him my second load. I heard my roommate grunt as he deposited his sperm deep I his bowel. This sent me over the edge. I decided not to warn him of my eminent orgasm, but it was clear to me he didn't want me to pull out as he kept his hands on my ass. I looked at Elliot as I vent my balls boil over and my cum began to flow into his mouth. He hungrily swallowed every drop I fed him. As the next roomie slid his Tina covered cock in I asked Elliot 'What the fuck?' He let me know that while drunk one night he had experimented with a fraternity brother I college, but thought it wasn't for him, but for some reason he was enjoying everything we were doing to him as he grabbed his hard cock adding that he never hit this hard with his frat brother. I hadn't the heart to tell him about the tri-mix we injected into his cock to make sure he was hard. Elliot took 3 to 4 load in his ass from each of us and a couple more down his throat....did we just turn this strait boy gay?

Drugged and Forced to be a Male Prostitute (Part 3) “OK boys, Tyler has your work assignments for the night. Remember, cash up front and we know how much you will be getting for each of your John’s.” The boys left the room leaving Kyle on his knees in front of Rickey. “We need to get you ready for the party tomorrow night. Your ass will bring a nice price with you being fresh meat.” Tyler came up stairs after giving the working boys their assignments for the night. They then took Kyle into one of the bedroom that they used as their party room. This room was well equipped with a couple slings and a fuck bench. Along one wall were a number of dildos of various shapes and sizes and an assortment of butt plugs. The opposite wall had ropes, chains and other restraints some of which Kyle had never seen before. There were a couple of flat panel TV’s hanging in two of the corner’s of the room playing bareback porn. They put Kyle in the sling and placed his wrists and ankles in restraints. He had a perfect view of the TV’s from where he lay. Rickey told him, “You’ll spend the rest of the night here watching porn. The hunger to be fucked will grow in side you all night until you beg to be fucked. Then you will be left here long after that point to think about your purpose here and how you will serve us.” Kyle was given a small slam. Kyle felt a hunger and a need to be fucked at any end. All he knew was that he needed cock in side him as he watches the porn on the screen. He noticed that the guys getting fucked in the porn looked familiar. Then he recognized them as Jim, Bob and David. Every hour either Rickey or Tyler came into the room and gave Kyle some G laced water to drink and a small slam to keep the hunger of being fucked within him. After almost 6 hours of mini-slams and G Kyle was begging to be fucked. When the roommates came in to give Kyle his next “dose” they knew he was almost theirs. They ignored him as he drank down the water and took his slam without protest. After the roommates left the teen Rickey commented, “It won’t be long until he is hooked on meth.” Tyler added, “Yeah, and raw cock and cum.” The roommate continued to give Kyle the same doses over the entire night and as daylight began to fill the apartment they entered the room to find a docile boy ready to submit. Kyle pleaded, “Please, I need to be fucked. I can’t take it any more. I need cock in me. I need to suck cock.” Rickey asked, “Kyle are you ready to go to work for us?” Kyle didn’t even hesitate, “Yes sir, I will work for you as long as I get fucked right now.” Tyler said, “Very well then.” Rickey pulled a very large dildo off the wall, “If you can take this down to the base we will let you out of the sling to rest up for tonight’s festivities.” The dildo was a horse cock dildo, 13” long and 8” around. “Please give it to me.” Rickey and Tyler began to apply generous amounts of Crisco to the dildo and Kyle’s ass. Tyler commented on how loose Kyle’s hole felt and that this might not be much of a challenge. The tip slipped in easily, but then they had some resistance as the dildo began to slide in side Kyle’s hole. Rickey and Tyler were experienced enough to manage this resistance and put a bottle of poppers beneath Kyle’s nose telling him to breath in deep. As the poppers took effect the resistance faded and before they knew it, half of it was in side the teen. Now they had the internal ring to negotiate. Again they gave Kyle the poppers as the dildo was turned and wiggled past the internal ring. It took some doing but it finally “popped” through and after a good 45 minutes of work the dildo was down to the base. The roommates fucked the teen with this dildo for a good 10 minutes insuring that his in sides were opening up. Rickey praised his new working boy, “Very good Kyle. Now you’re ready for a fist.” In his drugged up hazed he was a little perplexed. He thought to himself, ‘A fist? Why the hell would anyone want a fist put into their ass?’ Before he knew what was happening the dildo was quickly pulled from his hole. He felt so empty, still having a need to be filled. Tyler began to finger Kyle’s loose and sloppy hole. And before Kyle knew what was going on, he had Tyler’s fist inside his rectum. He felt full again, but he had no clue as to how full he’d get as Tyler began to work his fist deeper in side his hole. Kyle had no view to see what was going on until he realized that the activities were on the TV screen above them. He watched with disbelief as Tyler’s forearm sunk into him down to the elbow. Rickey let Kyle know, “We’ve always needed a special boy for some of our special clients. I think you will work out well.” Kyle leaned his head back and enjoyed the fisting he was getting. Then Tyler pulled his fist from Kyle’s hole and his restraints were untied from the chains. They took Kyle to an open space on the floor and attached his ankles and wrists together. His ankles were attached to the floor and his wrists were attached to a rope suspended from a beam over head. His arms were stretched up over his head. What Kyle didn’t know was that as Tyler fisted him he also administered a generous booty bump that would make his ass even more hungry for cock. Rickey then asked, “How badly do you want to be fucked?” “Please, I need to be fucked.” “What will you do to get cock in you boy?” “I’ll do any thing you want me to do, please fuck me!” “Gag him Ty.” Tyler placed a ball gag in Kyle’s mouth as Rickey pulled a paddle off the wall. He then began to smack Kyle in the ass over and over again as he hung there. “Remember boy, you said you would do anything, and this is what we need a boy who we can pimp out to out leather clientele.” Kyle took a good smacking for nearly 15 minutes. He wasn’t able to stand up as he was hanging by his wrists. After a few more minute of smacking his ass, they knew Kyle had had enough. They lowered him down and moved him over to the fuck bench where they each fucked another load into his well stretched ass. Tyler said, “Let’s go boy, we need to get you cleaned up and let you rest up before tonight’s events” as they led Kyle to the shower up stairs. It wasn’t a regular tub style shower. It looked more like the kind you’d find in a looker room with a couple shower heads along one wall. Rickey told Kyle to get on his knees and open his mouth. He then placed his soft dick in Kyle’s mouth. Kyle thought he was going to suck Rickey’s cock when Rickey told him, “Don’t think about sucking my cock. I am going to give you something to drink.” Rickey then began to piss into Kyle’s open mouth, “Do the best you can to swallow as much of my piss. It is an honor to get to drink a guy’s piss.” Kyle did his best, although some spilled out of his mouth, he drank most of it down. Then Tyler stepped up and placed his soft cock in Kyle’s mouth and gave him his piss. Kyle did better with Tyler’s piss then he did with Rickey’s. “Hey Rick, he’s a fast learner.” “He sure is. Now let’s get him cleaned up and fed so he can rest up for tonight.” They then had Kyle shower off and helped him with a shower shot to douche out his stretched out hole. They then gave escorted him down stairs and fed him. Kyle was still horny, but as least he as fed and cleaned up. They all sat down in the living room to watch some TV. As the T and G in Kyle system wore off he fell asleep and slept all afternoon. When he woke it was starting to get dark out. The working boy’s were back and they nudged Kyle to get up and ready for the guests. The 4 hustlers headed up stairs. They all stripped down and went into the play room where Rickey and Tyler were waiting. Each one was given a couple pills, one was am ecstasy and there were a couple Cialis to keep the boys rock hard and horny for the guests. Then each boy was given his slam to start the night off. Jim, Bob and David wondered off to different parts of the room to wait. After Kyle got his slam he was helped into the sling and given some extra Cialis. The roommates told the boys that Kyle was to be in the sling all night. Anyone one wanting to seed his ass had to pay extra since he was new to the crew. As the night went on Kyle took loads from all the gusts. He was fucked by old, fat trolls, young hotties, big dick black guys, harry Latinos. All in all he took at least a load from every customer there. It’s know known how many of the guys there were poz or neg all he knew was that he was getting what he wanted, cock and cum in his ass. In his drugged up haze Kyle knew he found his place as a male prostitute.

I told myself I would just look, I always tell myself that. It was Friday night and I was online. Barebackrt always manages to get me in trouble and just when I was starting to be good again. I sorted through several messages and prospected fucks before coming across one that looked promising. The guy was a little bigger, but not fat, and he had a huge, thick cock. In his message, he asked me if I wanted to come play with him and a friend. He said they would get me high on g and t and fuck me all night. I had promised myself that I wouldn't party anymore, especially not a few days before class and since I had a loving (and in his mind), monogamous boyfriend now. We continued to exchange messages and eventually my slutty side won out when he mentioned how much he wanted me to be a whore and to watch me take several guys' raw cocks and cum. I was on my way to his apartment within minutes. I arrived at his apartment just as the other guy (his friend who he had mentioned) was leaving. I was a little disappointed as this guy was hot but by this point I was in slut mode and just wanted to get high and take dick. I immediately took off my clothes (the guy told me later what a turn on this was for him) and took some g. We started smoking a little while the guy (William) played with my hardening dick and told me what a slut he wanted me to be. This, along with the drugs, made me horny enough to try to ride his thick, 8.5" dick. It took some work but I managed to ride him while he lay on his back. He eventually lifted me up and fucked me doggy (my favorite) while taking breaks to message other guy's online with invitations to use my ass. I wont lie, his dick was painful to take, but it was a good pain and I was in heat. His phone rang and he stopped fucking me to answer it. He hung up and said "A guy is here to fuck you, put your ass in the air and get ready for him." I did as I was told, positioning my self so my ass was in the air facing the door. The guy came in, undressed, and immediately slid his raw dick in my ass. His was definitely easier to take and I was glad I had been stretched out a bit before. The guy wasn't exactly attractive, but he was passing and he had a decent dick that he fucked me with so I was happy. While he pumped away, William watched and told me what a good slut I was. He started taking pictures which really turned me on. The current top pushed me down from my knees so I was laying face down on the bed. He held my face down and fucked me hard, whispering in my ear "I'm going to breed your ass." He started fucking faster and I could feel his balls, thick with cum now, slapping against my ass. He told me he was going to breed me and William urged him on, "Breed his ass." He shot his load up me with a grunt, my first one of the night. He got dressed and left with a thank you and a slap on the ass. William's phone buzzed and he told me that the next guy was already here, "get back in position." I did as I was told again, but this time I had a load in me. The next guy was hot. He was from the Midwest with blond hair, a hot, worked out body, and a nicely sized dick. He took off his clothes and walked over to admired my loaded ass. "He just took a load before you got here," William told him. "Nice," he said as he teased my wet hole with his finger. He slid his ass up my cum-filled hole; his dick felt amazing. It was the perfect size. I moaned like a little bitch as he started fucking me, rhythmically pushing his dick in and out. While he fucked me doggy on the bed I reached around to grab his muscled arms, pushing into his cock as he fucked me. He slid out of me and William immediately shoved his thick cock in, it still hurt but I took it anyway with a slight gasp which quickly turned into moans as he pounded my hole. As he fucked me I noticed that there were 2 other guys in the room now as well, getting undressed. William slid out of me and I moved my ass back into position for the next guy. He was a hot, straight-acting, surfer guy with an amazing dick and this, low-hanging balls. His chest was smooth and tight. He fucked slid his cock in my wet hole and began fucking me like the others. The guy from the Midwest positioned his cock in front of me and I sucked on it while taking the other guy's dick. The surfer guy turned me over and fucked me with my legs in the air and over his shoulders. I wanted to kiss him so bad but he turned away when I tried. I reached down and felt his smooth balls slapping against my ass and his raw dick pumping in and out of my slutty hole. He grabbed my feet and spread my legs in the air as he fucked me, hold my feet. I looked down at his amazing dick fucking my hole. So fucking, hot. I wanted his hot ball sac to unload up me so badly. The second guy to come in started fucking Midwestern guy on the bed next to me. I love getting fucked while listening to another bottom moan next to me. Such a fucking turn on. William continued taking pictures and telling the other guys to fuck me. He told the surfer guy to breed me. He started fucking me more intensely, throwing me over so I was flat on my stomach again and shot his load up my cunt. My second load, I couldn't be happier. He lay on top of me as his balls unloaded into my ass, I reached back and felt them pulse. My ass was definitely wet now. Watching me get bred got the top who had been fucking Midwestern guy really horny, he pulled out and came over to shove his cock in my warm, wet hole. He had a long, curved dick and he fucked hard and fast. My ass must have felt great with the warm cum in it because he came within a couple of minutes. He shot a huge load and I could feel cum leaking out and down my balls as he pulled out. Midwestern guy was up next, he had me lay on my back with my legs in the air as he admired my cum-drenched hole. He slowly teased his hole with his dick, pushing it in and out of the opening to my hole gently. I moaned with pleasure and he rammed his dick in hard, pounding away at my hole. I could feel the cum running down and out of my ass as he fucked me. I reached down to feel his shaft which was slick with thick cum. He pumped me hard for several minutes as I moaned and told him how good his dick felt. I will admit, his felt the best by far. He finally shot his load in me, adding up to a total of 4. William gave me the last load and for once, with all the cum in me, his dick barely hurt at all. He had a huge load for me too. After that, everyone started picking up to leave and I decided to head back home too. My ass was full of cum as I sat down at my computer once I got home and logged onto Barebackrt.

[Above: A picture of me in March 2013, immediately after taking a raw load deep in my pozzed-up cumhole.] I wasn't always a cumpig. Throughout my 20s, I was extremely careful to use condoms all the time, even in committed relationships. But when I was about 25, I discovered bareback porn, and it was the hottest thing I'd ever seen: these guys freely gave up their asses to raw tops, BEGGING for loads, celebrating cum instead of fearing it. Bareback porn felt dangerous and intense and exactly right. Soon enough, I was on the local phone chatline, talking to guys who told me all about the world of poz pigs: bugchasers, giftgivers, conversion parties. I began posting profiles on bareback hookup sites, but only as a top -- that was my compromise, my attempt to play with fire from a safe distance. But every time I had my raw dick buried in a jockpig's beautiful wide-open boybutt, I'd see the blissed-out look on his face, his muscular legs spread wide to reveal his hungry faggot cumhole. And after pounding his guts full of my DNA, I'd feel that total sense of connection as I pulled my cum-covered cock from his hole, tiny strings of jizz connecting my raw dick with his pulsing, hungry, dripping cunt. Of course, I wasn't content to live vicariously through those bottom pigs. I wanted to BE them. I finally began living the life of an unapologetic bareback pig in 2007 -- the same weekend I moved to San Francisco. It was mid-July and I was looking for a hookup online. I found a hot couple (one top, one vers); the top wanted to watch his boyfriend take raw dick. I volunteered and headed their way. When I arrived, I was happy to see that they were even hotter than their pictures. Both were in their 30s; the top, Jake, had a square jaw, wolfish eyes, and a tuft of chest hair sticking out from the neck of his T-shirt. His boyfriend, Trey, was a few years younger, clean-shaven and very preppy-looking. It was clear from their tight T-shirts that they had some seriously hot bodies under their clothes. I sat down on their couch, all of us still fully dressed. After a little bit of small talk, there was an awkward pause. Then Jake said to me, "So -- do you party?" I shook my head. "No, I've never done that." He glanced over at Trey, then back at me. "Well -- would you like to try it?" "It's no big deal either way," Trey said to me, doing his best to be as nonchalant as possible. "This stuff just makes you feel a little more horny, that's all." I shrugged. "Sure, I guess," I said. Jake flashed a little half-smile, then grabbed a pipe from a desk drawer. He put the pipe up to my lips, lit it, and told me to wait until his command. Then, when smoke began emerging from the top of the pipe, he told me to begin inhaling slowly. It was a very big hit -- he had me inhaling for a long time, and the cloud that came out of my mouth was thick and solid white -- but he registered disappointment. "That wasn't a very big one," he said. "Let's try one more." Then another. All three hits were administered under the pretense that they were too tiny to be effective. But after that third hit, I sat back, rubbed my crotch, and immediately began squirming on the sofa, feeling a strange, restless need to be naked and feel Jake's muscular, hairy body rubbing up against mine. Jake was watching me closely, nodding while he growled under his breath. "You can take your clothes off, Ben," he said, smiling that half-smile again. "Just get naked. Show off for me. You feeling good?" [Above: A picture of me taken immediately after returning from a hotel party, where I took two loads in my pighole.] I nodded. In fact, I had NEVER felt so good. As I took off my shirt and pants, Jake pulled his dick out of his pants and picked up the pipe again. His 8.5" cock was the perfect instrument for pounding another man into submission -- fat, slightly curved upward, with a mushroom head that was already dripping precum. This amazing tool, hard and glistening, bounced up and down as Jake hit the pipe. He blew the smoke into my mouth, then began running his hands all over my body. "How do your nips feel?" he asked. "They're tingling," I said. He laughed. "Yeah, they sometimes do that when you're fucked up. And how does this feel?" He ran his fingers lightly between my balls and my hole, causing me to gasp. No man's touch had ever felt this amazing. My legs immediately spread to give him easier access to a spot I never knew existed. Jake grinned again. "Nice, Ben. You ever get fucked?" "Sometimes," I said between shivering breaths, his fingers still brushing against my perineum. "Not often." "Well, you certainly look like you're in the mood for some dick," he said. "Do you want my dick inside you?" I answered with a nod. "No," he said, "Nodding isn't good enough. I asked if you wanted my dick inside you. I need to hear what you want." "I want your dick inside me," I said. "Good boy," he replied. Then a pause. "You read our profile, so you must be aware that we only fuck raw," he continued. "Did you know that?" I nodded. "I need to hear it," he said. "I know you only fuck raw." "And once I'm inside this sweet little fuckhole, I will not pull out. Period. Do you understand?" "I understand." Another pause as he continued to brush his fingers around the perimeter of my hole, my legs stretching further and further back as the Tina gave me a hunger for sex like I'd never known. "Now, unless I'm mistaken, I think your profile said that you're negative," he said. "Is that true?" A long pause. I didn't want to answer, because I was afraid that if I told him the truth, he might send me home out of concern for my health. But something about the situation -- his seductive tone, his dripping dick, his half-smile -- told me that I could be honest. "Yes, it's true," I said. "I was tested last week, and I'm still negative." "So you must be aware that the two of us are positive. Right?" "Yeah, I know you're poz." "And you still want me to fuck you?" I couldn't answer at first. All I could feel were those fingers teasing my partied-up fuckhole. "Yes," I finally said. "I still want you to fuck me." "Raw." "Yes, raw." "With our poz cocks, our poz precum, our toxic seed?" "Yes, poz." He grabbed both sides of my head, and drew me close to him so that we were looking directly into each others' eyes. "Tell me what you want, Ben. I know you've been keeping this a secret for a long time, but your secret's safe with me. And you can't get what you want until you tell me exactly what you're craving right now." "Poz seed," I choked out. I couldn't believe I was saying this, and yet I'd never been so turned on in my life. "You want poz seed blasted inside this sweet little neg fuckhole?" "Yes." "Good boy. Repeat after me: 'Please poz me, Jake.'" "Please poz me, Jake." "Louder, boy." "PLEASE POZ ME, JAKE." "Good. I'm so proud of you, Ben." He slapped my ass. "Now I think you need to go jump in the shower. You know what you're about to become? You're about to become a true bottom. Do you know what that means?" "No." "A true bottom," he said, "doesn't let fear get in the way of his top's dick. A true bottom freely surrenders his hungry fuckhole, spreads it wide for the man splitting him in half. Poz or neg, it doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is for the bottom to serve his top man like a good bottom should. It's all about embracing your role as a hot, muscular, hungry jockhole, existing solely to please pig tops. Is that what you want to be -- a true bottom? A bottom pig?" "Yes, please. Please make me a true bottom." At that moment, I saw his fat dick twitch, then ooze a heavy stream of precum onto the floor. Jake's half-smile was now a wide-open, evil grin. "Go shower up, boy," he said. "I can't wait to blast your insides full of my poz seed." MORE SOON...

Tricked and Set-up (Part I) My name is Danny. I'm 18, 5'8", 125 pounds, thin and lean with a runner's build. My girlfriend and I were big partiers. We would spend every weekend smoking meth, fucking each other (and whoever else was around). One particular weekend we were partying with this guy, Rod, who really loved to tag team my girl’s pussy with me. He was 22, 6'2", 180 pounds, a hot fucker, lean body with a big dick (about 10” long). We just loved breeding her cunt. After that weekend we became good friends and began to hang out. One weekend my girl said she had to go out of town for a few weeks to visit her parents who lived on the other side of the country. That left Rod and me alone to party and troll for pussy, oh, and we got along well 'cause Rod had a great supply to good shit to smoke. This weekend we decided to hang at his place and smoke a little as he called girls he knew to see if we could get some pussy to breed. As he called he offered me some G. I had never done G and thought, ‘What the fuck’ and drank it down. After a good hour of smoking and him calling we were no were closer to getting laid. We kept smoking and chatted as we got to know each other better. In our conversation he asked me if I ever had a booty bump. I told him that I hadn’t and was curious as to what it was and the effect it would have on me. When he told me it involved sticking a nice size shard of meth up my ass I was not enthusiastic at that prospect, but he said it was a better high then smoking. This had me very curious. Rod told me to drop my pants and he’d give me my very first booty bump. Although I thought it a little weird to have a guy play with my ass, I guess the meth and G gave me the courage 'cause I found myself dropping my pants and boxers, and, on Rod's direction, leaning over the arm of the couch. When I had assumed the position, he lubed up a finger and started rubbing my hole. At first it felt a little strange when I felt his finger slowly push into my hole. He then pulled out and told me he was going to stick the meth. This time he stuck two fingers in my hole along with some meth. He told me I should feel the burn as the meth melts which I did. It felt a little strange as he worked his fingers in deeper until he hit something deep inside me that it sent a shock through my cock and I began to get hard, very hard. A small, involuntary grunt escaped my lips as this happened. Then I felt him slid in a third finger as he worked my hole good. Another grunt escaped my mouth as I felt him begin to work three fingers in and out of my hole for a few minutes. Then as quickly as he had them in me they were gone. He asked me, “How are you doing there bro?” As I began to feel the meth work on me and my hard cock throbbed between my legs I told him, “I’m doing fucking fantastic.” He asked me, “Want a little more meth bro?” “Yes, fuck yes!” Rod placed a hand on my upper back, pinning me to the couch as I felt something hard and large begin to press into my ass. I looked over my shoulder to see Rod guiding his cock to my hole. I attempted to move, but couldn’t and with the meth working in my hole I don’t know if I wanted him too stop. As his cock slid into my hole I felt no pain. I felt a burn from the meth he had place on the tip of his dick as he slowly slid his 10” cock into my ass. I felt his balls snug up against mine and as he bottomed out deep inside me, he leaned down and whispered into my ear, “Now you’re gona know what it’s like to be a bred like a bitch.” Those words cut through me as he began to fuck my virgin ass. In my mind I was screaming 'No, please stop', but my body kept asking for more. Every time he slammed into me I would let out a moan of pleasure. Rod clearly knew exactly what he was doing to me. As Rod used my hole he told me, “I knew the second I saw your tight ass I would be pumping you full of my cum. How does it feel to know that the same cock that bred your girl's pussy is gonna breed your ass?” All I could think was that the situation he described was weird beyond words, but at the same time my cock was so hard with that thought I thought it was going to break off, so I wasn't about to object. Rod leaned down and began to kiss my neck and lick my ear. I made the mistake (or did I do it on purpose) of turning my head to meet his as he kissed me while he had his cock balls deep inside me and we grinding it in hard. He kept on pumping into me as I could feel the sweat begin to drip off his body. He began to pant a little and his thrust began to pick up speed and intensity. He shoved in hard and deep and began to groan. “TAKE MY CHARGED CUM BITCH!!” All of a sudden my cock exploded and I shot cum all over the couch and my stomach.

Though I usually enjoy some pre-sex conversation or maybe a little post-coital pillow talk, there is something hot about a wordless fuck - especially when I'm the one topping. This morning I received a text from a younger twink fuck buddy while I was on my way to the gym. His roommates were out and he wanted me to stop by and drop my load in his hot bubble butt. So I took a detour and when I got to his place I let myself in and found him face-down and ass-up in bed - all lubed and ready to fuck. Without a word I stepped out of my gym shorts and mounted him from behind and slowly worked my thick cock into his tight hole. After a couple of minutes of slow strokes he loosened up enough for me to speed up and pound his sweet ass while he moaned and bit his pillow. After about 10 minutes my cock swelled up and I shot my thick load deep into him. After that we both collapsed into a hot, sweaty, panting pile. After I caught my breath, I just pulled out, got out of bed and put my shorts back on while he continued to lie face down. I gave his ass a playful slap and let myself out with out a word, and then continued to the gym. I am not sure why, but no talking always makes it feel more dirty - maybe even a little taboo - when it come to barebacking.

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I was in Prague and I went to a local bathhouse. Wearing my jockstrap and having a towel wrapped around my waist, I remained within my room, having left the door open to check out the guys. After couple of minutes there was a knock on the door frame: looking up, I saw a good looking young Latino guy, about 35, with tattoos and a nice build. I signaled him to come in, dropping my towel to show off my ass framed with the jockstrap. We didn't speak, but rather just got down to business. He dropped down to his knees in front of me and separated my buns, shoving his tongue inside my pink hole. He licked it, tongue-fucked it and circled his tongue around my hole. We hadn't closed the door and another knock sounded: I looked-up from the middle of the room, as the Latino guy was rimming my hole, to see an older man, maybe 50, with silvery hair but in good physical shape. I love older daddy type men, so I gestured for him to join us. Once again, no words were exchanged. He came into the room, observed the Latino eating my hole, so he pushed me on the bed where I ended-up bent over, positioned on my hands and knees. Someone's hands explored my ass cheeks, spreading them and feeling them up. "You want that ass of yours fucked?" the older man asked. I didn't respond with words but I arched my back some more. I felt the older man's cock head at the opening of my ass, slowly but surely putting more force behind it until the head was fully inside me. Seeing that I wasn't telling him to stop, he shoved more inside until all of his 7.5 inch cock was swallowed up by my tight asshole. He started pounding me and I could hear his balls slapping my ass cheeks. The younger man, obviously turned on by this, turned over and presented his ass to me. I greedily licked his hole, swirling my tongue around the sensitive pucker and shoving it in as far as it would go, tongue-fucking him with my tongue just like the man fucking my ass in long slow strokes. "Yeah! Rim that ass while I am pounding your tight ass!" the older man muttered. Some fifteen minutes later he shot his load inside my ass. Then withdrawing his cock from my stretched hole, he shoved it in my mouth so I could clean all the cum and juices off of it. As I did so, the younger Latino guy sucked the load out of my used hole. I got fucked twice more that night at the bathhouse, but this was the best of them.

Hi All, first of all please accept apologies for any writing error but this a my story and a lesson I learned the hard way. I am Jay 24 yrs old 5'8 slim 30 w 38C silky smooth with a tight fit thick bubble butt hole so here starts my introduction to bareback breeding. I had cock sucking thoughts from the age of 20 when I was browsing porn and then joined a gay website chatting here and there with tops only. I used to tease a lot of them 1 specially named John aged 40 I chat to him on many occasions and he would tell me what he would like to do to me and I would in return tell him what I will do for him at one point he told me meet or don't contact me but I kept sending him pics of my slim body and tight arse hole teasing him even more. One day by accident I had sent him a picture with my face never seen his face pic not realising it then after I realised I thought fuck it we are never meeting since his in a different part of town. It was July a hot summer day I opened the door to pick up a parcel standing in front of me a delivery driver 6"3 tall broad shoulders fit muscles in a 3/4 shorts sweating and naturally I took the pen to sign As I signed and was about to hand the pen and clipboard back he pushed in and I was like excuse me where do you think your going he said I need to use your loo show me quickly please or I will burst naturally I showed him the toilet he walked in didn't close the door just took out his thick Fat 9" at least Monster cock and was pissing a long stream I was gobsmacked and my head was spinning never seen a cock face to face live like that my Brain is telling me look at that cock I was only wear a tight pair of boxers and no top he was looking at my reaction in the corner of his eye his piss kept going and I was staring he must have finished and was shaking the last few drops off his cock then just walked towards me without putting it back in grabbed my hands and put it on his cock I couldn't get grip of it fully it was so thick I couldn't speak as if I lost my voice he just held me with both hands on my shoulders pushed me down and said you know you want it. My mouth didn't resist at all it opened wide for his cock although my body wants it my mind is telling me what the fuck are you doing he slowly edged in my mouth inch by inch until I was gagging and could not take any more until he pulled out all the way I lunged for it instantly sucking on it in my mouth as much as I could gobble he had me where he wanted my both hands where on his thighs as I was gagging he took both hands and got a cable tie from his pocket and tied my hands behind my back I got scared he carried on face fucking me then again took his cock out fully this time moving away from me I could get it in my mouth as he walked I just said please let me have it back he just went over sat on the sofa and took off all his clothes and shoes and sat there with his legs wide on either side he knew he had me there, I crawled over on my knees and took his cock once more in my mouth and it felt like that was the most natural thing to do as I was sucking he took his mobile out and was taking pics of me and videoing me sucking his cock he just stood up and left ..... if you want to know what happened please comment and I will

1. I sat on my couch, lap top open; scrolling through Tumblr and slowly stroking my cock feeling the hunger growing inside me. It was my day off and I had started stroking nearly three hours before. Normally I just get off pretty quickly and move on, but with nothing pressing to do that day I was taking my time. Perhaps as a result of the extensive session I unexpectedly developed the deep and desperate urge to get fucked. At twenty-five I was no stranger to this feeling; I had been a bottom since I took my first cock at sixteen when my math tutor, a tall skinny college sophomore, had taught me more then just calculus. Knowing full well that this feeling would not be slaked by jerking off alone, I grabbed my phone and started to scroll through Scruff. I sent out a few woofs to some hot guys around me, and greetings to a few others, then returned to scrolling through Tumblr. A couple of guys responded quickly enough but none of them were looking to fuck right then. I felt a little discouraged but pushed on, then after about ten minutes a guy who I had not messages sent me a woof. I checked out his profile, he was a little older then I normally go for being in his mid forties but he seemed hot enough. Tall and broad with powerful muscles his profile picture showed a handsome face attached to a beefy hairy body. The hunger inside of me had grown to a ravishing desperate desire and so I message him back. Hey boy. Came his response. We exchanged a few pleasantries, names and such (his it turned out was Mark) and then he said: I’m horny as fuck and need a bottom to plow, can host in HK. 50/8. My cock throbbed and my hole twitched, he was only two blocks away from me in Hells Kitchen. I think I can help you out with that. I responded. Good, just so you know boy I only fuck raw. That’s fine, I’m only like two blocks away what’s the address I’ll head right over. And that was it, I pulled on some close, and rushed out of the door taking the two blocks to his place at a sort of a jogging run. Looking back I know that I let my horniness get the better of me; that I should have asked more questions but I didn’t. There’s no changing what I did, or what happened next, and honestly I don’t think that I would even if I could. I had received a message as I rushed over saying that the front door would be propped open a little bit, and to just come inside and take the doorstop as I did. When I got to the building I saw that the front door to the small old brick building was in fact slightly a jar. My heart thudded in my chest. Not twenty minutes had passed sense he had first messaged me and here I was already walking into this man’s building. I opened the door, took the doorstop out, pushing it over to the side, and crossing the small entryway may my way over to the narrow winding staircase that led up to this man’s third floor apartment. Taking the stairs two at a time I dashed up to the third floor and found the door to the apartment there also slightly ajar. I took a deep breath and pushed the door open. I had been instructed to come in and take off my shoes and then walk into the main room of the apartment. As I opened the door I heard groaning and moans, and guessed that Mark was watching porn. I kicked off my shoes, and left them next to the door, which I closed, and then deciding to go one step further pulled my t-shirt off and left it sitting on my shoes. I walked towards the groaning sounds, assuming correctly that they would lead me to Mark. He must have a pretty good job I thought, as I walked down a rather long hallway, past a full kitchen, which suddenly opened onto a spacious and sundrenched living room. In the middle of the room, bent over a couch facing away from the windows was a boy not much older then me, his face contorted in extract as Mark, the man I had come to meet, fucked him. “Good you’re here,” Mark said, not stopping fucking the boy in front of him. I stood frozen to the spot not able to understand what was happening. Mark must have read the confusion on my face because he smiled a wide handsome smile and explained, “This is my bottom boy, he lives with me, he was just getting my cock ready for you with his hole. That’s enough boy.” He pulled out and gave the boy a smack on the ass. The boy got up from the couch and winking at me walked out of the room. Mark started to come around the cock, his cock, which I had yet to see even in pictures coming quickly into view. It was large and thick, probably just shy of nine inches long and as thick around a beer can. It suck straight out from his bushy pubes which thrust upward to join the thick fur that spread across his powerful looking abs. As attractive as he was I couldn’t quite get my head around what I had just gotten myself into. Before I could process any further he was right in front of me, the broad smile still playing across his handsome face. He looked right into my eyes, and one of his hands reach up and found my nipple. “You’re hotter then I thought you would be,” he said, tweaking my nipple, “I love a boy with some meat and fur on him.” I couldn’t help but smile despite awkwardness at the situation, I worked hard on my body going to the gym four times a week, and was also rather fond of the not unsubstantial dusting of hair that covered my chest and plunged down my abdomen into my shorts. Mark was a bit taller then me and I had to tilt my head to look into his eyes as he stepped a little closer to me. I felt his cock, slick with precum and juice from the boy he had just been fucking’s ass, press against my belly button. The smile faded from his lips and he bent his head and kissed me. I don’t know why but I was completely powerless against this man, despite the fact that I had just walked in on him fucking another boy, who was somewhere still in the apartment I found myself kissing him back. I’m still not sure if it was just how seriously horny I was that day of I Mark, even then, had some sort of hold over me, but I just gave into him. The kiss didn’t last long. Instead, he pulled away from me, his hands, which had drifted to either side of my face, slid down onto my shoulders and applied gentle pressure pushing me down. I knew what this meant and sank to my knees and opened my mouth, all thought of the hole his cock had recently been fucking gone from my mind as I came face to face with his fat powerful cock. “Suck me cock boy, show me how much you want it,” he instructed. His voice was low and soothing like how one might talk to a skittish animal. He need not have worried about my being skittish, the hunger in me had over ridden everything else, and stretching my lips wide I took his cock into my mouth. “Good boy,” he moaned as I desperately tried to swallow the entirety of his sizable cock, tasting as I did so the slightly salty taste of his last bottom’s hole. His hands came to rest on the back of my head pushing me further and further down on his cock till I chocked a little and swallowed hard. I had never had as big a cock as his in my mouth let alone pushed down my throat I felt like I couldn’t breath but I also wanted to make Mark happy. I swallowed hard again and tried to breath through my nose and his balls finally bounced off my chin. He only held me there for a moment before allowing me to spit his cock out now slick with throat juices. I looked up at his face, eyes watering, and saw that he was smiling again, my hear soared at seeing that. “You did well boy, but there’s plenty of time for cock sucking later, you want to get fucked don’t you.” I answered him in the only way that seemed appropriate, “Yes, Sir.” “Good, take off those shorts and bend over the couch.” Without hesitation I shucked my shorts, I hadn’t bothered to put on any underwear, and dashed over to the couch, only vaguely aware that I was taking up the exact same spot only recently vacated by that other boy. Mark must have been as excited as I was because he seemed to practically run to get behind me and dove into my upturned ass with a ferocity I had not been expecting. His tongue lapped greedily at my hole, pressing hard against my pucker trying to gain entry to the warm depths within. He was clearly very experienced and made short work of relaxing my hole and I soon felt his tongue press past my sphincter into my hole. I gasped and wriggled about as he probed deeper and deeper into my hole with his tongue. I expected to soon feel a spit slicked finger or two pressing against my hole but Mark had other plans. Once his tongue withdrew from my ass and he straightened up behind me, he dropped a massive glob of spit onto my hole and began to rub his cock head up and down my crack. His cock, still slick with the juices from my throat and the other bottom’s hole, slid easily along until he lined up his cock with my hole and began to apply gentle but steady pressure. I was no where near loose enough to take his cock easily and I groaned and whimpered as his broad, blunt, thick, mushroom head began to slowly force my hole open. My fingers dug into the back of the couch and I shut my eyes tight, focusing on willing my hole to relax but I never once thought about asking him to stop. Just as the pain began to over whelm me and I began to panic thinking I would never open up enough to take his massive cock, my hole gave way with a slight pop and his cock head bust into my hole along with about an inch and a half of his cock. I gasped and reared up my back cocking to rest of his hairy chest my eyes wide and staring like a startled horse. “Good job boy, the head is always the hardest part,” he said, again in the soothing tone, one hand on my back pushing me back down. As I lowered by body back down I noticed that the boy from before was back dressed only in a yellowed jockstrap that did little to hide his sizable bulge with a phone in his hand clearly recording us. “I hope you don’t mind,” Mark said in my ear, “I record every boy’s first time taking my cock.” He pressed a little more into me and I whimpered as he continued, “I like being able to go back and see their faces the first time my cock enters their hole, plus most of my boys like being able to remember what it felt like before my their holes got use to taking my cock whenever I fell like giving it to them.” As he spoke he had been slowly pressing his cock into me, occasionally pulling back a little before sliding even further into me. “You don’t mind do you?” his lips teasing my ear as he asked this question, his hands firmly on my shoulders, and with one last powerful thrust he shoved the last of his cock into me. I almost screamed my answer, “God, you’re so big, please, please fuck me!” “Look into my boy’s phone and say what you want boy. Tell my boy you want my cock. Tell him you want me to fuck you. Tell him you want my load in your boycunt.” Obediently I looked straight into the camera on the boy’s iPhone and said in as steady a voice I could muster as Mark slowly withdrew his cock from my hole, “I want Mark to fuck me, I want his cock, I want him to breed my hole.” The boy holding the phone smiled and winked at me again. “Well done boy. Your hole feels amazing around my cock, I’m going to fuck you good. Do you want that?” “Yes,” I groaned as he began to push his cock back into my hole. “If your hole finished out as well as it starts I may just keep you. I been thinking I could use another bottom boy to use regularly. As much as I like breaking in a new pussy sometimes its nice to be able to just slide into a hole that’s already used to taking my cock and is always wet with my seed.” He started to pick up the pace, still long dicking me but now sliding back in with more force then before. I started to whimper every time his cock bottomed out in my quickly loosening hole. I could tell that my ass juices were lubing up his cock along with the copious amounts of precum he seemed to be leaking, for his cock was sliding in and out of my ass easier with every thrust. I’m not sure when he started to really pound me, I had become lost in the sensations of his cock wrecking my hole; my eyes closed tight again my mouth hanging open slightly. The rest of my body seemed to drift away the only thing that mattered now was the part of me that was wrapped around Mark’s powerful thrusting cock. A low grunt burst from his lips every so often as he slammed his cock into me over and over again. I was dimly aware of powerful waves crashing through the rest of my body with every thrust, my chest being pressed into the back of the couch. Sweat sprung up all over my body and occasionally a drop would fall from Mark onto my back. The veins in his cock seemed to tug at my hole as they slid in and out of my sphincter, my mind somehow hyper aware of every sensation coming from my ass. My hole was slack around his cock and the sound of flesh smacking against flesh seemed to rebound off of every surface, when I finally noticed a change in Mark’s breathing, his pounding becoming erratic and full of desperate need. He was going to cum, I felt excited and sad at the same time, excited that I would soon feel his load coating my insides but sad that this beautiful ass destroying fuck would soon becoming to an end. “I’m going to cum,” Mark growled, slowing down for a moment to whisper in my ear, “tell the camera again what you want.” I looked up for the first time in ages at the boy still standing in front of us, a large spot of precum dampening the front of his dirty jock and said between gasps of pleasure as Mark resumed his desperate pounding of my ass, “I want your load, please breed me Sir!” “Good boy,” he said, his voice a raspy growl, as he, with his hands clamped tight on my shoulders, forced his cock as deep as it could go inside of me and began to spray his load. I had never before been aware of feeling cum hit the walls of my gut but I was this time. I felt every squirt, every drop and I reveled in it. It was a very long time before Mark stopped cuming, and before he withdrew his cock he took several steadying breaths. “I have something to tell you,” he said, his mouth suddenly next to my ear again, his sweat covered body pressed against mine, “and when I tell you remember you asked me to do everything we just did.” My mind was still to fuzzy from the euphoria of the fucking that I had just received to really think about what he was saying. “I just shot a massive POZ load up your boycunt. Your guts are now full of my POZ cum.” The word POZ snapped most of my brain out of it’s floating joy and back to the present, my breath came in quick gasps of panic. What had I done? I practically screamed in my head. Then Mark flexed his cock inside my hole and an electric shock ran through my body. My mind was blank again. “Now you have two options boy,” he flexed his cock again, “You can leave here, shit out my load as best you can and run to the clinic to try and get meds, or you can look right into that camera and say that your cunt belongs to me and you’ll you don’t give a fuck about my being POZ you just want this cock.” It should have taken me longer to make my decision, I should have thought about it, but I didn’t. I looked squarely into the camera and said, “My cunt belongs to you Sir, and I don’t care if you’re POZ I just want you to fuck me again.” “Well done boy. I’m definitely keeping you.” He pulled his cock completely from my ass and then slammed the whole thing back in again beginning another punishing pounding of my hole. He dumped two more loads in me before deciding my hole had been used enough on that day. After he pulled out the last time he told me to wait on the couch with my ass still in the air while he went and got me a present and he left the room. When he came back he was holding a large black butt plug, which he pushed into my gaping hole, the flared bottom wide enough to lock into my well used cunt. “When I’m done training your hole,” he said, patting the base of the plug, “I’ll be able to bend you over whenever I want and slide into your hole like it was made for my cock. Do you want that.” I nodded, my eyes bright with hunger for more. “Good boy, now go home and get some rest. I have work tomorrow but I want you over here at four o’clock, and don’t take the plug out. I’ll take it out tomorrow when I’m ready to use your cunt again.” He kissed me a little as he handed me my clothes and then once I was dressed quickly ushered me out the door. I found myself standing on the street, my hole stuffed with a massive plug, and my cock hard as a rock. I suddenly realized I hadn’t cum all day. That didn’t seem important now. The loads I carried in my hole were more important. I went home, and without showering or anything stripped naked and fell asleep.

would love to have some of that seed!!!!!

Jerek gang bang, Plantin Seed 2 I think. By Treasure island Media

[If you read a different first part to the story, sorry about that, as I was writing it I wanted to change how things played out so I had the moderators change the first chapter. Now onto the 2nd chapter…] Hey… My name is Mike and I just heard some news and not quite sure what to think about it. I live in this fuck house where I fuck and get fucked A LOT, and the guy who owns/runs the house just told me I tested poz and it looks like I've infected everyone else in the house (including him). Those are just the ones he knows about for sure – there've been tons of other guys who've stopped by the house that I've fucked, and then there's all the guys my housemates and the other guys have fucked… It's a bit of a huge mess! Thing is, I'm sorta ambivalent. Part of me has always wanted to be poz, but deep down I'm pretty responsible so I went on PrEP to stay neg. But not only did I manage to get pozzed, but it seems I've pozzed all the guys I live with (there are 12 of us in the house – two had "indeterminate" results, but I probably pozzed them as well). I guess if it's gonna happen it's gonna happen to someone like me. I mean I've been living here for a year and a half and my goal is to get 10 loads a day, and give 2, and I almost never have a problem meeting my goal. Weekends I get more like 20 loads a day and give 3-4. That's like 120 loads a week in my ass. There are some weeks where I can't fuck 'cause I'm clearing up an STD, but still I've probably taken around 9,000 loads (!) since moving in here – and given close to 2,000. I guess that's bound to catch up to you, right? Still, I'm only 21 and I'm poz and toxic… But honestly, I'm also sorta turned on… There's this one top (Felix) who fucks me a couple times a week. I knew he was poz, but thought he was on meds, but then he confided in me that he wasn't taking meds and had a high viral load. That made me want his loads even more. He'd been fucking me for months at that point and I'd gone through at least one round of HIV testing and still tested neg, so I figured the PrEP was working, and saying 'no' to him felt like closing the barn door after the cows had left – if he was gonna infect me, it would have happened already, right? So every time he'd come over I'd use one of the little rooms where we're allowed to do private 1-on-1s and beg him to knock me up and poz me (I didn't want the other guys in the house to hear me begging to be pozzed). I mean he was pretty hot and I was totally into him, and part of me really wanted to be poz. I thought he'd make the perfect "poz papi". But he's been fucking me for almost a year now. Why am I just now testing poz? Nick, the guy who runs the house, and his doctor sat me down and told me that, on top of being poz, my strain is Truvada-resistant – which is how I managed to poz everyone else in the house. But if Felix had been meds-resistant wouldn't he have infected me sooner? So now we gotta go tell the guys that I pozzed them. I'm not sure if I'm gonna get beaten up or if it's gonna turn into some huge poz orgy… Wish me luck! [To be continued…]

After the first one, you'll want more. It is like a drug.

I did and stopped prep. missed the risk, and also had some issued with prep.

Truth! Can save a lot of time.

Looveee the way in which he says it, like in that position and with the dick bare in his nice asshole there would be any other escape than cumming inside!! then the whole dripping of cum is pure pleasure.

I love breeding, sucking, even fisting married guys in their beds.

Got and gave my first loads in a month. Sometimes life just gets in the way of fun. Hit up 3 different guys on Grindr and 2 on A4A from about 10:00 last night until the last hookup around 3:00am. The last one was the only guy I fucked (seemed like nothing but total tops online last night) so I was glad to finally unload in a hole.

pig cumdump blindfolded on all 4's with hole in the air collecting loads ..apt door is open ..walk in, pump, dump, walk out ..anonymous ..group+ ..feel free to take pics or video

Wed night I got to breed a hot, visiting, muscled cumdump. When I got to his room, there were already five other men in their. A bud of mine was fucking the bottom, and when I came to the room, he fluffed me to full hardness so I could fuck the cumdump. What a hole he had. It was fantastic. I dumped my load and left. I emailed the next day and he told me he had taken 28 loads. Same bud who fluffed me Wed texted me today and told me the same cumdump was taking loads this am. Again, my bud fluffed me when I got there, and I got to flood the cumdump.

A fuck buddy arranged a time to whore out my hole at a local ABS yesterday. I was there from 4 p.m. 'til around 6:30, and counting the two loads he pumped into me, took ten in my ass and two in my mouth. I went to a different ABS on my way home and took another three in my ass and swallowed one, then fucked a silver daddy until I came. I had a couple of drinks with friends, then headed back to the ABS on the way home. I took five more loads in the ass swallowed two, then got felched and sucked off by a hot young guy who worshiped and edged my cock for close to twenty minutes. My jock and jeans were soaked through when I got home because I couldn't keep all the seed in my guts, but even with the hottie sucking up all he could, I still managed to push out over a quarter cup of jizz before drinking it down. Total count: eighteen loads in the ass and swallowed five, with a break in the middle to have wine with friends. Now that's how to celebrate having a day off. For the next few weeks -- per his very strongly worded request -- he's decided to set up a number of "I own your hole" appointments, and I'm not allowed to refuse any cocks or loads. When he and I aren't together, though, he wants to hear about me slutting around as much as possible. He wants to arrange a marathon of men at some point, and have me take a minimum of twenty-five loads in my ass in a single session.

MMMmmmmmmm - there is always something hot about twinks taking older cock - maybe it's the power thing, but a daddy mounting a hot twink arse and pounding it to kingdom cum is just beautiful.

The Hunt (Part 6) I have been waiting for the chance to fuck this boy ‘up’ for a long time. Ever since I laid my eyes on this cute twink a couple of weeks ago. And now I was kneeling in front of his tight hole and tried to tear his cunt walls with my fingernails. Jason moaned loudly. “Ouch – that hurts”, he complained. “You are a tight bitch” I told him. And that was the truth, but I wanted to conceal the truth, that I was actually scraping his instestinal walls. “So good and tight” I whispered. I heard Jason sniffing at the poppers bottle again. He relaxed his asshole and gave me the opportunity to reach even deeper into his body. I squeezed his little balls with my free hand. “Are you ready to get fucked you little punk?” I asked him playfully. I stood up and looked at my young victim, jerking off my cock slowly. Softly I poked against his entrance with it. Jason’s eyes were closed. He nodded and told me to fuck him hard. “Don’t be too nice to me” he groaned. “I won’t” I replied and I meant it. I would destroy his little hole. My dick was leaking with precum. I pushed harder against his hole and although I knew this would hurt… ME… extremely I roared like a lion while slamming my cock into his prepared and yet unlubed twat. Jason howled in agony while his ass took my entire length in one hard stroke. “Yeah man…. that’s it. Fuck me hard. Make me enjoy the ride” the clueless 18 year old, ‘always faithful’ bottom boy moaned. “Yeah boy – I’m gonna give it to you…. good… you little tramp”, I hissed. Slowly I pulled my fucktube out of his narrow passage, just to slam it back into his ass again. Like a rabbit I started to piston inside his pussy. All of the sudden his arse tightened deliciously and with fear in his eyes he asked me about the condom. “Are you wearing a rubber?” he asked me. “Fuck “ I answered. “I totally forgot – I just was so horny for your hole” I answered him, while still staying in fucking gear and pacing up to hit his deepest possible point. “What now…. are you….. healthy….?” he asked me kind of breathless. “Of course man….. don’t worry about it, but if you want me to, I am totally into safe sex also, so it wouldn’t be a problem for me to fuck you with a condom” I lied to him. All the while I was still fucking him in long hard strokes. “Would you mind?” he asked me with a puppy look on his face. I smiled broadly and answered him that it was really not a problem. “Safety comes first!” I added. And so I was stabbing my dick four more times deeply into his ass and then pulling it out unceremoniously. Jason sighed deeply. He urged me to hurry and asked about the condom. I implied that I took it from the table, as we left the living room. The truth was, that I had my own ‘prepared’ condom in my pocket and this condom would not survive the aggressive sexual act. The condoms reservoir had been cut away before. So while I was standing at the end of the sling I opened the newly ‘sealed’ condom. He couldn’t see from this point of view the package. While I enrolled the condom onto my dick I walked to his side, so he had a better view, that we actually were engaging now in a safe mode. Holding the tip of the condom with one hand and hiding away the damage this way, I was enrolling the thing with my other hand. Jason was satisfied. He laid back and sniffed again at his poppers. ‘Stupid bitch’ I thought and went back to work. “Can’t we use some lube?” Jason asked me nicely. “Your cock rips me apart, I can’t really enjoy the fucking, because it hurts so much”. I spit on his hole and used some spit on my dick and told him this was ‘all the lube’ he was getting. “You got to understand – I fuck to feel good myself. This is not about your orgasm, it is about mine”. And with that I rammed my rod back into poor little Jason who seemed to surrender to my battering ram. “Stop complaining about your pain….. and start giving me pleasure….” I snarled dangerously. Bam Bam Bam…. I went back into combat mode and fucked his boyhole even harder. Now my first goal was to rid this already busted condom. This went on for several minutes. I pulled my cock out almost completely to check the status of the condom. After a while I could see my prick head was free again and with that knowledge I hammered away lustfully, into this beautiful boy butt. I enjoyed the fuck even more, now that I saw the condom rolling up to the end of my shaft. Whenever I pulled out, I saw some red streaks along my cock. Jason seemed to be bleeding inside his hole. My cock tingled excited. “Oh fuck” I looked terrified at Jason. “What is it?” he asked me, staring at me. “I fear the condom broke” I was cursing under my breath. “Oh no – when did it happen?” he asked almost weeping. I told him that I had no idea, but since I played it always safe and that I was positive about my status, I convinced him it would make no difference now. I would take care of him. I smiled warmly at Jason and he started playing with his nipples moaning loudly. “Then go on – give me your big cock. Seed my hole with your hot cum” he demanded. Of course I did not object. The young cunt was begging for my toxic seed literally and I was willing to share….

Long Weekend – Part 9 I lay there, blindfolded, for what felt like an eternity with only the sound of the porn playing on the screens for company. My arse ached from all the cocks, toys and fists that had smashed it over the past three days. I put my hand between my legs and felt the rough puffy edges of my hole, slick with cum and lube. My rosebud had gone back inside me but my hole still gaped and I could touch my extremely sensitive pink flesh. I lay back and licked my fingers. I was starting to come down from the cocktail of drugs that I had taken and I was feeling pretty rough – I had never partied so hard in my life and I didn’t know what, or who, would happen next. My bladder was painfully full and I assumed that Carl and Mike would prefer me to use the bathroom instead of pissing myself and making a mess in the playroom. I struggled out of the sling and walked into the en suite and took a long slow piss and the relief washed over me. “4 hours and 27 minutes”, Mike said behind me, making me jump and piss on my foot. I looked around and he was standing in the doorway of the bathroom, smiling. “You scared me”, I replied, “I didn’t even hear you”. He looked me up and down and absent-mindedly played with his cock through his shorts. “We’re impressed boy, you tell most guys not to move and they can’t stay still for more than quarter of an hour, you managed 4 hours and 27 minutes. We like that” said Carl, appearing over Mike’s shoulder. I finished pissing, cleaned my foot and flushed the toilet. “Jump in the shower and we’ll wash you” suggested Mike. I nodded and took off the dirty jockstrap as they started the water. I stepped into the luxuriously large shower, with a large showerhead above and several jets coming out of one of the walls. The warm water felt amazing and they took large handfuls of sweet smelling shower gels and shampoo and washed me all over. “Face the wall so we can do your best bit” said Carl. I turned around and stuck my arse at them and held my cheeks apart with my hands. “Good boy” said Carl, “let’s get you freshened up in there” as Mike passed him a toothbrush with some toothpaste on and lightly ran into around my puffy hole. The tingle of the mint with the tickle of the bristles made me stand on tiptoes and I heard the two men chuckle behind me. Then, gently at first, Carl pushed the toothbrush up into my cunt and started fucking my with it, sending waves of pain up inside me. I looked down and saw a few spots of blood washed away by the water, followed by a steady stream. “That’s enough”, said Mike, and Carl pulled the toothbrush out of my hole and showed it to me. The bristles were bright red with blood and then tip had been sharpened to a point. “Brush your teeth”, instructed Carl as he passed me the toothbrush and the tube of toothpaste. I complied, glad to change the taste of stale cum for mint. “All done”, said Mike as he switched off the water and passed me a large towel. I took it from him and started drying my hair. Once I was dry Carl told me to bend over in front of him. I was expecting to get fucked again but instead he slid a tampon into my hole and said, “Stops your boy pussy bleeding everywhere”. I felt utterly degraded as they sent me to bed. They had work in the city in the morning and I was going to have to learn quickly what the duties of a houseboy are.

Thank you positive feedback and comments, any ideas welcome. Long Weekend – Part 5 By now if was late Friday evening and a stream of guys of all ages and descriptions had visited me in the van in the woods not far from where I live. We had all lost count of the number of loads that I had taken, at least thirty, and they were all plugged up inside me with a massive butt plug. I was starting to come back to normality and the older guys who had tricked me into thinking that they were young lads in their twenties had been up for 24 hours so decided to drop me back home and get some rest themselves. The road out of the woods was bumpy and every pothole and log we drove over pushed the buttplug into my ass and massaged my sore insides. The van pulled up outside my house and then pushed me out the back doors in just a pair or cum soaked shorts and a dirty tank top. I unlocked the from=nt door and they pushed past me to retrieve their camera, sex swing, fucking machine and other sex toys. Kirk and Tim took me into my bedroom and told me to try to get some rest ready for their plan for the rest of the weekend. Kirk gave me a coupe of diazepam tablets with a generous measure of whiskey and the world around me quickly hazed out and I was asleep. Long Weekend – Part 6 After a long dreamless sleep I woke up feeling disorientated and confined, I couldn’t see and my arms and legs were pulled out into the shape of St Andrew’s Cross. I tried to look around but realised that the mask on my face was firmly in place and my limbs were firmly bound. The room was warm and I was naked except for the face mask, even the buttplug had gone, allowing my hole to relax and for a slow dribble of cum and ass juices to run down my low hanging balls and drip onto the floor. A door opened to my left and instinctively I looked that way, despite the facemask. The sets of footsteps entered and closed the door, then the familiar deep voice of Kirk, “Hold his arm perfectly still”, “Don’t worry, I’ve got it” replied Tim, who gripped my left bicep and forearm firmly, giving Kirk perfect access to the veins in my elbow. The familiar tightness of the tourniquet, the sharp point of the needle, the release, the cough, and the buzz, then repeated on my right arm. Then they removed the facemask and I was facing an array of three large flat screen display screen, each playing a different bareback movie. The mixture of groans, screams, moans and “fucks” coming from them was overwhelming. Kirk stuffed a couple of Viagra in my mouth and told me to swallow before fingering some of the mystery white crystals into my holes. “Enjoy!” he shouted as he and Tim left the room. At first the high and the horniness were amazing, the rush of chems through my blood and up through my arse combined with the endless stream of porn was mind-blowing. Black and Hispanic raw cocks slammed into young smooth white bottom boys, cum shot over their holes and fucked into them, gangbangs and drug-fuelled hate fucks. But my own hole felt completely empty, I needed to be fucked, I lived to be fucked, I lived to be used. My rock hard cock dripped precum on the floor but strained from not being touched. This was torture. After an hour, a dark hooded figure walked in holding a small black briefcase, which he opened up on a table beside me. The porn continued to play and the chems raced through my veins. He didn’t say a word, took out a small syringe and gave me a booty bump of fuck-knows-what and then donned two black latex gloves, knelt down in front of me, and started to tattoo the all-too-familiar toxic symbol above my cock. The vibrations from the tattoo gun, the pain, and the feel of his warm breath against my cool sweaty skin were too intense for words. I begged him to fuck me or suck me, to put something in my ass or just touch my rock hard cock. He didn’t even glance up at me or pause what he was doing. This torture was too much to bear, I was so fucking horny but couldn’t do anything about it. I begged him and begged him, I told him that I didn’t care if he was neg or poz or had AIDS or anything, I just needed him to fuck me. I was so high that I wondered if my words were just mumbles or he wasn’t even there. I tried to move my hips to make my cock hit his hand as he tattooed me, which just sent a string of precum through the air and hit him on the cheek. He stopped, wiped it off his cheek with his gloved hand, and then licked the glove. He stood up, walked behind and picked up something metallic of a table behind me. He came back in front of me and held the metal sound at eye level and then lowered it towards my cock. He teased the end of it into my piss slit and then, using nothing but my own precum, slid it down into my cock. Then he attached an electrode to the end and attached the other electrode to the frame I was attached to. At first the sensation of the sound inside my cock was all consuming; I had never used one before and it felt uncomfortable but right. At last I had something inside me. Then he turned up the power, sending electrical convulsions through my dick and into my prostate, wave after wave, my cock spasming up and down, my balls tightening against my body and buzzing. He turned it up again; my upper thighs tightened rhythmically, my lower abs. My precum forced around the sound and poured onto the floor between my legs, joining the mess of dirty cum and ass juices. The hooded figure continued the tattoo and, after twenty minutes, had finished. My cock and balls were dark blue and painful, my upper legs and abs were exhausted and tight, and to my surprise, my hole had tightened up again. He pulled the sound out of my incredibly sensitive cock before wiping away the blood from the tattoo and covered it with antiseptic cream. “Right” he said, as he removed his gloves, you are ready for auction.

sorry for the delay. wrote a longer section to make up for it. As always, let me know if you want more. Also, feel free to make any suggestions for Joey to experience Part 6 “If I see you waste a drop of my load, I’m gonna make you regret it.” What the hell have I gotten myself into? I just got fucked. No not fucked, I just got raped. Some faggot trucker just raped my ass and turned it into a pussy. And he shot his load in me. Oh god, he fucking shot a load of HIV cum in me. I looked at him, still with tears on my face, as he pulled his cock out of me. In fear of what would happen, I tried as hard as I could to tighten my hole, but I felt his cum run down my leg. “You sloppy little cunt, I told you to not waste my cum.” Before I could react or try and turn away, a hard slap struck my face, hitting both my nose and left eye. I screamed out as it felt like my nose was broken, but again, there was little noise. I felt his reach down to my spread ass and rub my hole. “Good boy, you’re tight still. You’re next fuck is gonna like that. You, not so much since, well, if you thought I was rough, he’s much, um, worse,” and he smiled as he said it. “Now, I’m going to take the gag out for a second, but if you scream or yell, your balls get more than what I gave your nose. You’re gonna have fun explaining to all the guys how your nose got so swollen. Remember, not a sound.” He reached up and loosened the strap on the gag enough so the ball could drop out. “Now, baby, be honest. You loved me fucking that hot little cunt of yours right? Loved giving me your cherry and taking my toxic cum up your hole.” He smiled an evil smirk, and waited for my answer. “No.” I could barely make the word come out. “Aww, Joey, that hurts my feelings,” again, with the smirk. “I did this all for you and all you are is an ungrateful little queer who won’t thank his Daddy for knocking him up and giving him his first taste of being a pussy.” “I, I didn’t want this. I didn’t.” I felt his hand reach further between my legs, and graze my balls, causing me to jerk in fear. He continued to my cock. “If you didn’t want this, then why is your cock so fucking hard?” I only now realized that he was telling the truth; my cock was hard. “Oh, now I see why you are such a hot cunt; that tiny little cock, even as hard as it is? And, aww yeah, you’re dripping like a horny little bitch.” He pulled his hand back and lifted it to my face. I could see his finger tips were wet, and I knew what it was. “I…” As soon as my mouth opened, the fingers were shoved in. “Lick it off bitch, taste your cum.” I tried to pull away, and then I tried to bite his fingers. “Well, it seems like you want a beating in addition to your fucking. I love rough punks like you.” He pulled his fingers out, grabbed my hair and yanked my head back as hard as he could. His other hand went to my asshole again and two fingers were shoved deep. “Now you are going to open your mouth and leave it open. Understood?” I refused to do it and stayed silent. My head was pulled back further. “Open your faggot mouth boy. Or the next injury to your face is a permanent change to your nose.” For a second, I thought about fighting. I slowly gave up, and opened my mouth. “Good boy.” The fingers were pulled from my ass and appeared in front of my face. “Tongue.” One word, a simple order. I stuck my tongue out and he placed his fingers on it. “Taste your pussy, punk. Taste my cum that you took up your cunt. Taste it.” I licked the fingers and closed my lips around them. “I didn’t tell you to do that prag. But suck them clean.” I took his fingers all the way to the webbing, so disgusted with myself for liking the taste, knowing the cum was just in my ass and was possibly going to kill me. “Open.” I opened my mouth and he pulled his fingers out. “Did you enjoy that taste boy?” “N…yes.” “Good little faggot, loves ass cum.” “Now, I know you thought you’d be done after me. But, I have a surprise for you.” “Please, let me go. I don’t want any more.” “Bitch, this isn’t about what you want. It never was, and it never will be. Open your mouth, time for your gag to go back in.” “Please don’t do…” the red ball was shoved back in. The straps were tightened. Blackness came over me again as the blindfold was lowered again and also tightened. “He’s ready for Round 2.”

Part 5 The pain was almost indescribable, the feeling of a knife both stabbing in and stretching out at the same instant. My body below my waist felt like it was on fire and my asshole, once so tight, felt like a log covered in acid was being shoved into it. I could hear silence in my mind as the agony took control. The silence was gone as quickly as it came. Soon my head was filled with the horrible screams of agony of the pain my ass was sending through every nerve cell in my body. All that was coming out of my mouth were muffled whimpers of pure agony. “Good thing that gag is working because you are a loud little slut. Does that hurt boy?” I nodded my head lightly, not out of deference to him, but because my body could barely function any movement. I was struggling to keep my footing, afraid of what this sadistic fucker would do if I slipped. “Most sluts are able to take the whole thing when I do that. Your something else. You only got half my deathstick up your ass this time.” My eyes bulged when I understood that all the pain I was in and only half of his dick was in me? “I guess we should give it the old college try for me to bottom out in that tight little cunt of yours.” I shook my head more vigorously this time, knowing it would not help me. Suddenly, I felt his cock pull backwards and almost out of me. “Damn, wait until you see your cunt from my view. Your lips are stretched out like a true cunt, trying to hold my deathstick in you. You ready boy? I’m going all in on this trip, pubes to pubes, whether your ass wants it or not.” I felt another glob of spit drop down, and a finger smearing some of it all around my wrecked hole and the rest on the cock that was partially in me. “One…two…” and the pain returned, slightly less than before at first, but much worse at the end when he kept pushing in, kept ripping my ass open. “Remember? It’s bigger near the base.” I think I blacked out when I felt his balls hit my ass. The next thing I remember is my nose being shoved in the wall and force being continued, with the words, “Wake up cunt, you don’t want to miss out on feeling your first of many loads being dumped into your pussy. They say you never forget your first time. And you’re going to have several things to remember me by. I was the first man you gave your cunt to. You let me take that sweet cherry of yours, and by the little bit of blood I’m fucking out of you, I know you weren’t lying.” The thought of the blood, combined with a deep thrust into my hole, almost made me gag. “I’ll also be the first man to pump a hot load of cum into your sweet pussy. I know I won’t be the last, because this ass is going to be very busy, very popular, and is going to be bringing me some very good money. How much will guys pay to breed your ass, have you suck them off. And we haven’t even started thinking about the darker things that guys will pay me to use you for.” I just cried more and more as he told me all this. “But you know what is the hottest thing about all this? The hottest of everything I’m going to be the first of for you? I’m gonna be your first dirty load. Your first poz load. I’m the first load on your road to HIV and being nothing more than a poz bottom pig.” I started lashing about, trying to get away from him, to no avail. There is no way that I wanted this. I never wanted to get fucked, not by a poz guy, and I definitely didn’t want his dirty cum in me. “Look at me boy. LOOK. AT. ME. YOU POZ WHORE.” With each word, he emphasized his command with another deep thrust. “Look into the eyes of your bug daddy, your Poz Master, the man who owns you and controls every aspect of your life from now until the day I let you die.” I slowly turned my head, seeing now the face of the man who would destroy my life. I could barely make out his face, through the tears and the pain. Something in his face seemed familiar. “Look at me Joey. I’m gonna shoot in your cunt and it’s gonna swallow my load just as eagerly as your throat did.” With that, he shoved my head into the wall again and kept me pinned there, with my only being able to switch between his face and the camera. I closed my eyes to the agony of the hard and fast fucking he was giving me, sometimes pulling all the way out and slamming back in all the way. “Don’t you fucking close your eyes. Open them. See the man who is destroying…your… worthless…faggot…cunt…” With the last word, he slammed all the way in and began to shoot his load in me. “Yeah, cunt, take that dirty poz load. TAKE…IT…ALLLLL!!!!” He finally stopped spasming and stood there, cock still buried in my ass. “Fuck boy, that was so worth it. Tighten that hole as I pull out. If I see you waste a drop of my load, I’m gonna make you regret it.”

Fucken hot story dude.... Keep it coming

Part 3 I turned to the stall door and placed my hand on the lock. I knew that if I opened the lock, there was no turning back. I was giving my ass and my virgin asshole over to the whim of a guy who I had only seen once two nights ago. A guy whose name I didn’t even know. My only hope was that after he got what he wanted, he’d let me go. Slowly, but with what sounded like the tolling of a death bell, I turned the lock and swung the door open. I saw a guy walking out of the bathroom and he turned and looked at me as I opened the door. He looked at me and spat, “faggot” and walked out. I became even more disgusted with myself as I turned around and walked to the opposite stall wall. I pulled the blindfold down and tightened the strap. I stood there for what felt like hours, but was probably only seconds when I felt a hand brush my ass. I jumped at the touch but was immediately shoved into the wall. “He was right about your ass. He’s gonna have a lot of fun breaking you down boy.” I didn’t recognize the voice, but I could smell cigarette smoke and sweat on him. I felt the guy grab my cuffed wrist and lift it up. He chuckled, “I see you think you could get away with a fake cuffing. Let me help you with that.” He tightened the cuff slowly, click by click, until it was just tight around my wrist. “We don’t want your throwing wrist to get hurt now do we, Joey?” I turned in the direction of his voice, realizing that whoever set me up for this knew a lot more. I tried to say something, to beg for him to let me go, but all that came out was a muffled gurgle of words. A sharp slap to my right cheek, and the direction, “Face the wall, bitch.” I felt tears in my eyes, from pain of the slap, fear of what I had gotten myself into and the humiliation of being called a bitch. I felt my wrist get pulled back down and I was told, “Take hold of the railing,” which I did. My left wrist was grabbed and the second cuff was attached, one click looser than the right one. “Try and pull away,” the unknown man told me. I tried and discovered that cuffs were locked in around the handrail, leaving me nowhere to go. I felt hand at my waist and was directed to step backwards. I stepped back until I was as far as my arms would let me go. I also realized that my ass was touching something rough and hard which was soon shoved forward. Realizing what it was, the guy just grunted, “Damn I wish I could fuck you. My dick is hard, but I’m sure you realize that.” A chuckle and a smack on my left cheek, the guy reached down and grabbed the paper bag that had my escape in it. “I’ll be holding on to these for you. I’ll let him know you’re ready, but I’m sure he’s been watching.” I heard him walk out and warn someone, “ No touching. That bitch in there is His property.” Who the fuck is this guy that I’m somehow so low that I am property of? I heard guys walk in and they’d make comments like, “Damn, love to dump in that ass,” or “Disgusting queer.” All the comments made me cry more and wish that I had left earlier, or never came here years ago. Finally, there was a sound of a guy walking in that sounded different, like boots or a commanding walk. There was no comment made, and the sound got louder and louder which made me realize the wait was over. The hell was about to begin. “Spread your legs you little faggot. Let me see that cunt you wouldn’t give me.” I took a few steps apart, and he only said, “Wider faggot.” I stepped further apart, starting to get sore. “Stupid punk, you’re gonna learn the hard way.” I felt his foot touch my right foot and with more ease than should be possible, he moved my right foot another foot away my left, leaving me precariously balanced. “There’s that little pussy. I’m going to love wrecking it. How many times you been fucked queer? That hot ass is probably pretty popular with the guys at your school.” I shook my head and tried to say something. “What do you mean? Your ass isn’t popular or, wait. You’re not a virgin are you?” I slowly nodded my head. “Holy Jesus Fuckin Christ. You serious? You never taken a cock up that fine hole?” On saying that, he put a finger on my hole, causing me to try and pull away. A hard slap on my ass, and a warning, “Don’t you ever pull away from me bitch. It’s only gonna make it worse for you.” I squealed around the ball gag and nodded my head. “That’s a good little bitch. By the way, you can scream as loud as you want with that ball gag. It’s kept many sluts quiet while I destroy their holes.” I felt his hands reach up and touch the back of my head. “let me tighten that up, don’t want you letting it out of that fine mouth of yours.” “Now, let’s get down to the real reason you’re here. You came here tonight because you know you need to get fucked. You know you’ve been fighting this need for years. I’ve seen you here, showing that hot little ass of to all the truckers. Teasing them with it, but never letting them break you in to the little faggot cum dump you know you really are. Isn’t that true?” I shook my head vigorously, denying his accusations. “What do you mean no? Then why did you ask me Friday night, no beg me, to do this? You hit me up online, begging me to set this up? Make me get the handcuffs from a cop, to lock you up so you couldn’t change your mind again? Beg me for the blindfold so you could pretend you didn’t know me? And the ball gag, since you said you were gonna scream when I rammed my dick up your ass?” I shook my head again. “And you asked me to record this so you could have a video of you being turned out like a little whore, taking my raw cock in your boi pussy?” Oh god, what had I gotten myself into? He was recording this? Cum dump? I love swallowing cum, but that’s it. I was never going to get fucked without a condom and never take a load in my ass, even with a condom. I wasn’t that kind of guy.

Personally, it is very rare that i ever get off during sex- all my focus is on the tops cock and the degree of grip he wants from my hole. And even after sex is done, i don't really jack off. But for those 20 yr old guys who have to jack 3 or 4 times a day, i would suggest they ought to jack off into ice cube trays and freeze their loads ( a thin layer of coconut oil over each layer of cum will keep it fresher) then , the top can have him insert one or more of his own cumsicles up his hole a little bit before the top arrives, so all he has to do is slide right in and fuck his superior cum over the bottoms. Def no sense in wasting the bottoms cum- another option would be to pop 2 or 3 frozen cum loads up the bottoms hole, then taking him out for the night to the bar or long walks in cruise parks or nature trails, with his loads melting and trying to bubble out- esp if the bottom knows that his loads will be the only lube he will be getting for any and all fucks he is given thru the night

I want the bottom to cum! If he is going to cum before I do, I'll pull out and eat his cum then go back to fucking him while we share his load. I'm usually with younger guys and their cum tastes so fucking good. If I'm bottoming I can go either way. It's no big deal to wait till later to cum.

2. The next day I called into work and slept late, exhausted from the punishing fuck I had received the day before. When I got up around noon there I had several texts waiting for me. All were from Mark. The first one told me to remember not to take the plug out of my hole, the second instructed me not to shower today, and the third said not to cum until while I was waiting for him. The last proved to be the most difficult, the constant feeling fullness made my cock hard and precum dripped continuously from my cock. I longed for release, but, and I was a little surprised by this myself, I longed for Mark’s cock more. At quarter till four I pulled on some clothes, again opting to go without underpants, and walked over to Mark’s. The door was not propped open this time so I rang the buzzer for three, there was only one apartment per floor in this building, and waited. After a moment the buzzer sounded and I hurried through the door and up the stairs. When I got to the third floor I was greeted not by Mark but by the boy from yesterday still dressed only in his slightly yellowed dirty jockstrap. He smiled at me and introduced himself as Tony. He led me into the apartment and as he walked away from me I noticed that he has a large butt plug in his hole too although not as large as mine. Tony explained that Mark sometimes like to plug his boys for fun to get them extra horny but normally after he had broken in your hole the plugs were a bit smaller, though not by much he added with a grin. “So where’s Mark?” I asked as Tony lead me into the living room. “He’s still at work, won’t be home for another hour,” he said matter of factly, “but you’re here early to get ready. I’ll show you around, get you a jock, we’ll talk about the rules and then I’m to dump a load in your cunt to get you ready for Mark to breed you again.” “You’re gonna fuck me?” I said, sounding a little more surprised then I probably should have. “Yeah, I was a top before I became Mark’s boy, plus it’s part of the training, being able to take any cock Mark wants you to any time. Don’t worry I’m no where near as big as him.” I took another look at Tony sizing him up a little differently now. I took in his youthful but handsome face, the long lean body, the dark spattering of hair that cropped up on his well defined pecs and swirled down into the bulging jock. He probably wasn’t that much smaller the Mark I guessed by the size of his bulge. My hole twitched around the thick base of the plug still lodged in my hole thinking about getting fucked by Tony. “Ok,” Tony said, bringing my mind back to the conversation at hand, “first the tour.” He showed me the kitchen, the bathroom, the little balcony, the guest bedroom/office, and then lastly the master bedroom. Here he had me strip out of my clothes and pulled out of a drawer a new bike jock and handed it to me. “You’re gonna wear that all the time till Mark tells you not to, and don’t wash it.” “Alright,” I replied, my heart was pounding in my chest. I looked again at the yellow colour of Tony’s jock and wondered how long it work take mine to look like his. I wanted to be Mark’s boy as long as Tony had been. “I’ve been with Mark for three years,” Tony said, answering my unspoken question, “and there are two others who don’t live here that he’s had for a year and a year and a half. He was very impressed with you by the way, most boys cry when he tells them he’s just POZed them, the last boy he took spent a full minute crying before he looked in the camera and admitted what he really wanted. You spent less then ten seconds.” “Thanks, I think,” I said as I pull the jock on. “Damn you look good in that,” Tony said his eyes glinting. “What time is it?” “4:30,” I replied looking at the clock next to the bed. “Perfect, right on time, you ready to get fucked again?” He grabbed the growing pouch of his jock. “Fuck yes.” “Good, back to the living room, you’re not ready to get fucked in here yet.” Tony led me back to the living room where he quickly grabbed me and kissed me, before shoving me to my knees just as Mark had done the day before. He fished out his cock from the jock, pushing the musky pouch aside and allowing his seven inch long wonderfully thick cock to spring free. I didn’t have to be told what to do I opened my mouth and swallowed his cock tasting stale sweat on his skin. Tony groaned and grabbing onto my head began to face fuck me. I choked and gagged as his cock pushed into my throat repeatedly, long ropes of throat juice began to form between my mouth and his cock and my eyes watered. After almost five full minutes Tony pulled out of my mouth and pushed me away knocking me to the ground. “Jesus, you really are a born bottom. Most guy take training before they can handle getting face fucked like that. Mark is right about you.” He smiled and got down on the floor to kiss me. “Lets get that plug out of your cunt and my cock inside you, what do you say?” “Yes please fuck me,” was all I could reply. Tony flipped me over so I was on all fours my ass facing towards him, my head pointed towards the hallway that led to the front door, I suspected this positioning was probably deliberate. I felt a tugging at the plug in m hole and braced myself a little knowing that when the flared base popped out of my hole it would probably hurt after having the plug in for so long. “Fuck your ass lips look amazing stretching around that plug,” Tony said appreciatively, “Your cunt is gonna feel so good wrapped around my cock.” And I knew that his cock would feel amazing fucking my hole, far better then this hunk of plastic. Knowing that the only way to get his cock in me faster was to get the plug out I started to push back on it trying to expel it from my hole. “You want to get fucked don’t you?” “Yes, take it out and breed me please.” “Natural born bottom,” Tony said as he took hold of the plug and while I pushed out he pulled and after a long tense moment my ass gave way and the plug came flying out of my hole. I felt my hole gape open, suddenly empty and unable to close. I felt cold air inside my guts and without being told knew that my hole was a big wet sloppy mess. “I can see some of Mark’s cum still in there, God that’s fucking hot,” Tony said setting the plug aside. “You ready boy?” “Always.” Tony laughed and without preamble pushed his cock inside of my ruined hole. My hole was so loose from being plugged for so long that Tony didn’t have to wait for me to get used to his fat cock he just went right to pounding my hole. In fact it wasn’t until about ten minutes in that my hole closed enough around his cock for me to start really feeling how hard he was fucking me. I groaned and whimpered as he used my wrecked hole mercilessly. Part of my thought I should be bothered or ashamed of having him used my hole as it was but the rest of me found it so arousing that I didn’t care. I ground my hole back on his cock as if begging for him to put more inside of me. After ten minutes or so of relentless pounding Tony pulled out and smacking one of my ass cheeks said, “roll over I want to look you in the eye when I breed your ruined cunt.” Dutifully I flipped over onto my back and grabbed my knees hugging them to my chest. Tony sank his cock back into my hole in one long slow motion, his eyes rolling back in pleasure as he did. Then he bent low over me and began to hammer away at my hole. Wet slopping sound reverberated through out the room and he fucked me. It was another ten minutes though before he started to buck wildly and growled in a deep voice, “Take my fucking load bitch.” Just as with Mark I could feel every spurt of Tony’s cock inside of me and I relished the feeling. This was my new release, while my cock remained hard I was less interested in getting off myself then feeling another load get shot in my hole. Tony shook with the force of his orgasm, waves crashing over his body as his cock twitched inside of my hole. Slowly his breathing returned to normal and he opened his eyes again, his face glistening with sweat. He looked up, past where I could see and said, “his cunt is loose and freshly loaded Sir, just how you wanted it.” “Good job boy,” came Mark’s voice from out of my field of vision, “Now pull out of his cunt and let me get to work.”

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Really love no limits verbal going both ways between top and bottom

verbal top's are hot...but it has to come natural, like he really means it when he calls me a faggot, looking down at me and saying "that's right faggot suck my fucking dick you cocksucker"...another hot line is "you like that dick bitch? you better i'm gonna take you to the bath houses and have all the guys fuck you while sucking my dick". or "open up that hole you pussy, i want you to open up for me bitch, take my cum up your faggot ass, ya you need it bitch". also "you want this dick faggot? i know you do, you'll do anything for this dick huh bitch!?"...this is the type i like...it's the keywords the top hits that get me going, i find that faggot, bitch, and cocksucker all strike a note in my sex brain. But some other words don't do it, like "you like this penis?" or "you're my slut now aren't you baby?!". The top has to be confident and natural in the delivery of verbal or it just doesn't work and my brain ignores the weak lines. "you want to be my personal cocksucker boy? i know how much you love my dick, i'm gonna be here every fuckin' day you hear me boy? every fuckin day you're going to suck daddy's big dick". "make you my personal cocksucker, sleep with my dick in your mouth faggot". also certain type of moans and grunts can work as well specially when the top is cumming. that's hot too. so it doesn't all have to be words you can be verbally with grunts and moans.

i have gotten more and more verbal and aggressive the older I get. I want the bottom to talk to me while Im fucking him. and I like to talk back. Ive gotten very into dirty talk lately

Drugged and Forced to be a Male Prostitute (Part 2) Kyle was taking his second load of poz cum of the afternoon and he was loving it. He knew from that point on he was gay. Over the next few hours he would take more loads from the 2 studs who had shown him how wonderful gay sax could be. All his life he would jerk off trying to think of a hot chick from school or a sexy super model. But now he knew his true self, his real sexual desires were being satisfied. Tyler was fucking Kyle when he said to Rickey, “This bitch is gona bring in some good cash.” “Hell yea Ty, once we get him built up a bit he’ll be a good addition to our coral.” “Look’s like he needs another slam.” “Yea, you’re right Ty. I’ll go get him one, I think he’ll be ready for the ‘DP’ after that.” “Right, I’ll flip on my back,” Tyler picked Kyle up and flipped over on his back without pulling out of their fuck toy. “That’s it, just rock back and forth a little while Rickey get’s you a little something to keep you feeling good.” Rickey returned and promptly gave Kyle another slam, this one stronger then the first. Kyle couldn’t sit up any more and laid down on Tyler’s chest immediately after the removal of the tourniquet as the drugs moved through his body. “OH FUCK!” escaped Kyle’s mouth as he lay on Tyler’s chest. Rickey didn’t waste any time and crawled up behind the drugged teen and slid his cock in along side his buddy’s as a louder “OH FUCK!” came from the drugged up boy. Kyle never knew his as could stretch that far, but as he accommodated the 2 cocks within him he felt an immense pleasure deep in side. Rickey and Tyler set about fucking into Kyle with such animalistic vigor the 2 studs knew that the teen would not escape their grasps as their new commodity. Kyle could only moan as he took the hard fucking of 2 cocks at the same time. Tyler and Rickey had an ability to sustain themselves when they double fucked a willing cunt and Kyle was no exception. Kyle took the simultaneous pounding for well over an hour before they shot their loads. Rickey was first (and in his position it was easier for him) to pound away at Kyle’s well stretched ass. There were a couple times he pulled out to the tip and rammed back in their new boy. He looked into Tyler’s eyes as he shot his load. Once Tyler felt his buddy’s cock spasm his thrusting picked up and he shot his load. The 3 sweaty body’s lay upon the bed as they each collected their breath. Tyler’s cock slipped out first followed by Rickey puling out. They pushed Kyle on his back and took a good size dildo to the boy’s hole, making sure to work their poz jism deeper into the drugged up boy. They were satisfied that their DNA was working its way within Kyle’s blood stream when they saw a red tinge on the end of the dildo. The dildo was removed and a large butt plug replaced it within the teen’s gapping hole. Rickey leaned in close to Kyle and told him, “You’ve been a good boy so far, but now it’s time to learn to suck cock and swallow cum. The rest of our ‘crew’ will be here soon and you will suck each one of them off.” Tyler added, “I’m sure they will love the opportunity to cum down your throat.” A naked Kyle was helped down to the living room as Rickey and Tyler pulled their cargo shorts and shorts back on. They made Kyle drink Gatorade (laced with G), as he watched bareback porn on the 60” plasma as they made sure he did not stroke his semi-hard cock. They could tell that the Viagra he took was not working as well as he was slowly getting Tina dick. Tyler commented, “Another good slam and he’ll be as limp as a wet noodle” as he went to administer a third slam to the drugged up fuck toy. “There ya go boy, you feeling good?” Kyle was in heaven. He had never done drugs before, not even a beer, and now he had been given 3 slams of crystal meth. All he could doo was nod yes as he was in a drugged up haze. His semi hard erection had become a shriveled up 2” boy clit, but he was horny as fuck. Kyle begged, “Please fuck me, I need to be fucked, please.” He was left, not allow to touch himself as he waited. Soon a couple young guys came through the door. They looked to be no older then Kyle, 18, if that. There was Jim, Bob and David. They almost had the same build as Kyle except for the fact that these three were a bit more muscular. The three were told “Kyle here is your new ‘brother’ and he wants to learn how to give a proper blow job. You will each get your reward once he has swallowed each and ever load you can give him. And remember, you can’t fuck him. We’ll be watching.” Jim was the first boy that they brought into the stables. He was a former high school wrestle and used to be straight when they drugged and thought him the joys of gay sex. After his indoctrination Jim broke up with his pregnant girlfriend and went to work for the roommates. There were a couple of boys after Jim, but one ran off with a ‘John’ and the other got killed. Then Bob was easily recruited into the stables. His father kicked him out after discovering he was gay and a drug user. He easily fit in with working as one of their male whores. The last one was David, he was a lonely gay boy in Chicago and found acceptance from the group. He was resistant at first to working for them, but after converting and testing poz he knew he had no place to go. Rickey and Tyler promised to take care of him. The 2 roommates did take care of their boys. They gave them a place to live, clothes, food, gym memberships and most important thing of all, AIDS medication. The three escorted Kyle up to one of the other bedrooms. The only furniture in this room was a couple mattresses on the floor and a dimly lit lamp in the corner. There was also a night vision camera in one of the corners so that the roommates could watch the three teach Kyle to suck cock. Jim said, “If you listen to us and do as we tell you, you will have no problem sucking any size cock into your throat, and with Bob’s length you might even get his cum to bypass your mouth and go directly down your throat.” Jim was first, by seniority, and dropped his shorts. He pulled Kyle’s head into his crotch. “Just lick it for now, lick from my balls to the tip of my cock.” Kyle began to work his tongue all over Jim’s cock and balls. And with the T and G in him he was really getting into this. It didn’t take long for Jim to get hard. Then Jim told his cock sucker, “Open your mouth and suck it in, and remember to watch your teeth. No ‘John’ likes his dick scraped by a boys teeth when he’s getting sucked.” Kyle did just as he was told, and he was sucking his first cock. “Oh yea, that’s it. Work my pole with that mouth of yours.” Jim hadn’t been allowed to cum on almost a week and he couldn’t hold back any longer. He grabbed Kyle's head to make sure that he wouldn’t pull off, looked down at Kyle and told him, “Make sure you show the camera the cum in your mouth before you swallow ever drop.” Jim then began to pant as Kyle felt his cock thicken in his mouth, then “OH YEAH!” Jim shouted out as he fired a weeks worth of cum into Kyle’s mouth. Jim made sure that Kyle showed his open mouth to the camera so that their pimps could see the fresh cum in his mouth before he swallowed it down. Kyle didn’t have much time to catch his breath as David pulled Kyle between his legs. David grabbed his cock sucker’s head and forced the length of his tool to the back of his throat. With Jim at his side, Kyle was coached on how to breathe, work his tongue and his mouth on a cock to give the best blow job known. David just sat back as his balls boiled to overflow and soon Kyle was eating his second load of cum. Kyle finished to look up at Bob stroking a massive 9” cock, bigger then what the roommates had. Kyle was trying to figure out how he’d get that in his mouth when Jim encouraged him, “Just remember what I told you about breathing through your nose and to relax.” Kyle crawled on his knees over to Bob and began by licking his balls. Bob kept stroking as Kyle worked his tongue up the shaft to the tip as Bob moved his hand to the back of Kyle’s head. Rickey and Tyler watched on the group on the plasma knowing that this was going to be a brutal face fuck. Kyle was not prepared for Bob’s cock. He thrusted his massive 9” deep into Kyle’s throat. Since their working boys aren’t allowed to fuck, this is Bob’s way of working out his frustrations. Kyle’s eyes welled up with tears as his throat took a rough fucking similar to that his ass took earlier. With Jim’s instructions and encouragement and his own determination, Kyle was able to accommodate the cock in his throat. Bob was one to take a long time no matter when he shot last. He was a brutal top that was turned into a whore bottom. When he got this rare chance to use his dick, he made the most of it. Kyle quickly learned to relax his throat as Bob rammed his shaft in and out of his mouth. Kyle did his best to put up with the face fucking and just as his jaw began to get sore he felt the cock in his throat began to swell then spasms as Bob was delivering his load directly into his gut. Bob pulled back a bit to give Kyle the last few spurts before smacking him across the face with his still hard cock. “I fucking wish I could breed this bitch! I’m still fucking hard.” Just as Bob finished talking the bedroom door opened up and in walked Rickey and Tyler. Rickey asked, “Nice job boys, you think this bitch will be ready to work the party tomorrow night?” “I’m sure with some personal tutoring I can have him ready Boss”, Bob was quick to say. But he knew he had no chance of fucking the new kid. The boys were there to be fucked and to suck the various guys who paid their way into the party. “OK boys, Tyler has your work assignments for the night. Remember, cash up front and we know how much you will be getting for each of your John’s.” The boys left the room leaving Kyle on his knees in front of Rickey.