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Warning. This story is extreme and not necessarily reflective of what is acceptable behaviour. Prelude; Last day The street whore opened it's mouth, following the instructions of it's John, the whore waited for the John to spit in it's mouth while Lying on it's back as the older man's unprotected cock piston fucked the disease ridden faggot. The John instead, pulled off one of the boys socks and pushed it into his mouth. "Stay." He commanded as he slid is cock out of his $50 fuck. The boy, cold, lay motionless on the bed as the John fussed with a drawer on the other side of the room. The boy turned his head to the side to look in the mirror. He stared at each part of him while he waited. A sock in his mouth, his blue eyes magnified by the layer of water over them, the tousled sandy blond hair. He studied his frame, much slimmer since he had first met the man that gave him what he asked for. Pale skin, long legs with blonde hair over them, his ass and chest smooth. He stared at the bruises that covered his legs and ass, the cuts on his nipples. He avoided his face, bruised, sick.He startled as the John pushed into him, and again as he felt the burn of the crystals in his hole. He moaned, and the John picked up the pace.The faggot lay there staring at the older man, grey haired, stocky, sweat dripping from his forehead onto the boys face."Dirty slag!" The man spoke at the boy as he fucked it, the boy's hole convulsing around the cock as the it moaned more and more through the sock. The faggot looked like it would come right there.In a swift motion the older man grabbed his tape from the side of the bed, and used a strip to cover the sluts mouth, keeping the sock in it. He took the boys arms and taped them together at the wrist, through a bed post.Once the boy was properly incapacitated, not that it would have made a difference, the boy was weak, and a slut - he was used to the treatment. It's just there is something about taking away the ability to fight back and he knew they would like it.He pulled out to the tip and slid back in, watching the whores face as it elicited moans of pleasure, high and desperate for the strangers cock that it before had been repulsed by. 8 inches and decent thickness, giving the whore what it wanted.The slut was so high it almost didn't notice the door open and the room fill with two more bodies. The older man welcomed them and grunted, drove his raw cock deep into the cunt and began to shoot. As he filled the boy, the two men dropped two baseball bats either side of the whores head. Letting the cold metal touch his cheeks.The boy began to panic, pulling at the tape on his wrists as the two men, who he could now see looking over him; wearing ski masks and holding a recorder, laughed."Won't do any good baby boy.""Yeah, just enjoy that nice cock you got in you, hey?" he mused as the taller masked man stroked a lock of hair out of the sluts eyes.Even in its fear the boy couldn't help but moan as the cock slowly slid out of him, the cum immediately rushing out following. The two men pulled the camera around to get full view. They walked around the bed, the room was small, they stood at the foot of the bed, in front of a chest of drawers and tv, with the faggot restrained to the bed and his legs in the air. He had been trained well, they didn't need to tie his legs up, they'd stay in the air as he begged for cock. The taller man pointed the camera at the whore's hole as it gaped and dripped cum streaked with red. "Best be off." The older man was already dressed. He pulled his wallet out and gave the men $50."You guy's have fun." He looked back at the kid one last time, thinking he must only be 21, before spitting on the ground in disgust and walking out.The two men aimed their attention back at the boy while it stayed still, staring at them, quivering from a mix of the drugs and from fear.The shorter, masked man spoke; "Well slut, it couldn't last forever could it? You've seen yourself. You're damaged goods, and I can't have that attached to my name you know. You knew this was coming bitch. You even got all stiff when I whispered in your ear that first fuck that when I was done with you I'd waste you."The boy immediately had tears in his eyes. He knew the voice. His voice. He took him in, took advantage of a boy that thought he wanted to be broken and used, thought this, until the man had actually made him believe it was what he deserved. The taller masked man picked up one of the bats, touched it against the sluts hole, getting the thick tip of it wet with the Johns cum. The boy's Master then pulled out a bag, took the end of the bat off of the taller man and dipped it in. Pulling it out covered in a thin layer of crystal. The boys eyes went back in its head as it groaned. Both men laughed."Tell me if you don't want it?"Silence"Slut, tell me if you want it to stop, you can go home and these crystals can wash down the drain."SilenceMaster aimed the bat at the whores hole."Last chance trash.. " His lips curled into a smile "moan if you want to feel it inside you. Bashing your prostate?" Master motioned to the taller man and he knelt down and grazed his tongue over the sluts nipple once. The boy moaned.Laughs, a muffled scream and a clap were all heard at once.The boy screamed as he felt the bat drive into him, not slowly but quickly and with force. He felt it punch his insides and wrenched as it stayed deep inside him.The taller man laughed and clapped, the boy was going to be destroyed tonight and he'd been waiting so long to see it.His Master laughed at the boy moaning, knowing it was asking to be ruined by doing so. He smiled, revelling in that he has gotten a whore so addicted to drugs and cock it no longer has even the self worth or desire to ask to live. It prefers to take a baseball bat up its cunt and be ripped open than say no to a chem fuck.The taller man grabbed the second bat, resting it over the faggots eyes;"Ready?"The boys Master starts pulling and pushing on the bat embedded already in the whore as the boy continued to groan; its wrecked cunt being fucked by the bat.Next Chapter: Four Months Ago; A cheap fuck

My job has led to a lot of interesting interactions. I've seen and spoken to so many people that nothing surprises me anymore. I've heard more vanilla and more kinky stories than you could imagine - you'd be surprised how much someone is willing to share when they're stood in line waiting to get into a club. I'm a doorman for one of the most prestigious gay nightclubs in town; everybody wants to be on the guest list. The events that the club holds are always invite-only to begin with, then staff can send people in and finally if there is any space anyone in the line can come in. Because staff get to send in the next group of people there are always people willing to do anything to get in. It's not uncommon for members to sleep with staff just to gain access into the club. In fact it's a known thing that happens. The club itself has two rules. When inside and in the sex rooms there is strictly no safe sex. This was actually a request from our members and being the club we are we like to listen to what they have to say. The second is strictly no straight men. We allow straight women in (though they very rarely get selected by staff or have an invitation), but straight men are just not allowed. That still doesn't stop people from trying though. That's where Toby comes in.... It was a cold December night and we were running our "Leads up for Christmas" event which is a very BDSM / S&M focused event and as it was close to Christmas the usual $20 cover was waived. Naturally because of this the line was the longest it has ever been. At the front of the line were three guys, Toby, Scott and Adam. Toby was five feet, seven inches, with short brown hair and the most amazing blue eyes you have ever seen, and, although his baggy shirt tried to hide as much, I could see from a distance the man was cut like a diamond with rock hard abs. When he turned around to face his friends my cock actually twinged at the site of his small bubble butt. I found myself wondering how far he'd be willing to go to get into the club. So I moved over to the guys and chatted with them. "What do you think the odds are we will get in?" Adam asked. "Depends how nice you all are to me," I replied. "It is Christmas soon you know so think how festive you can be." Adam and Scott smiled and giggled and Toby just stood there with a blank expression on his face. I pressed on, trying to find some answers, and asked "So are you guys all together then?" "We are," Scott replied gesticulating between himself and Adam to indicate they were together, "Toby here hasn't been out with a while and just broke up with his gi...well he's out of a serious relationship anyway so we thought a night on the town would do him good." Fuck. He was straight. Even better. I made my move. "Alright guys you two can go in but I want a word with Toby here" I opened the barrier to let them. As Scott and Adam passed through the barrier, Toby asked "What? Why, am I in trouble? Aren't you going to let me in?" "Calm down", I said, grabbing his arm and holding on to his left bicep for probably longer than was required as I admired his soft and supple physique. "I just need to get some details from you. It's clear these two are members but you don't seem to be. Next time you come you won't have to wait in line then, so come this way." I led Toby into the back office where the bouncers go to, well, take details. Since the office was heated, Toby removed his coat. The denim jeans he was wearing did nothing to disguise the small bulge I noticed in his crotch. He was excited to be here. I opened my questions by asking "Look, Toby. I know you're straight. Having worked here for ten years my gaydar is second to none. Why are you here?" "I'm not straight," Toby interjected, "I'm 100% gay." "Okay, well, for starters no gay guy would ever say he's 100% gay. And if you really are gay, come here and kiss me." Toby looked shocked. I don't think he expected me to say it or that staff of a business could even do such a thing. "It's only a kiss Toby besides you're gay and I already know you haven't got a partner to cheat on since you just broke up." Toby contemplated what I had just told him but I got bored of waiting, so I walked across the office pulled him to his feet and started kissing him. His lips were so soft and sweet and my cock started to grow. I had to fuck this straight boy and be the first inside his virgin ass. I pulled back from Toby and stood looking at him, admiring what I saw in front of me. I stared at him for about 15 seconds then I dove back in. As my mouth touched his I threw him back against the wall as I slid my tongue down his inviting throat. I placed my hands under his shirt and stroked each and every one of his six pack abs, working my way up to his nipples and tweaking them. Toby grunted, the first sign he was mine. I moved back down towards his trousers and started to unbuckle his belt. He put his hands down to try stop me but I grabbed his arms and held them in place above his head with one hand as, with my other free hand, I went back to work on this belt. I popped the buckle open, then the jeans button and the zipper and let them fall to the ground. I move from his mouth and started kissing his neck and nibbling on his ear lobe, "Kick them off," I whispered. He shook his head no. I bit his ear, hard, demanding "Kick them off now." This time he complied. I pulled back from Toby. Once more I could see his white boxer-briefs becoming somewhat transparent - no doubt his cock was leaking. Smiling, I murmured "Someone is happy to be here." I grabbed Toby's hand and led him to the couch, telling his to remove his pants and get on all fours facing the back of the couch. To my surprise he complied immediately. Toby's body was completely hairless. He was an absolutely beautiful specimen of a man. And as he crouched there on all fours I saw his virgin ass pulsating, inviting me to go to town on it. I walked up to him and dropped to my knees, and breathing heavily over his beautiful hole, I started to rim his ass. "Fuucccck" Toby groaned. "You just wait until I really start" I replied, and with that I moved in for the kill. My tongue entered his ass and I was instantly hit with the sweet taste of unbroken ass. It had been a long time since I had tasted this and I wanted to savour the moment. After ten minutes of rimming Toby's ass I was ready to move things on, and from the looks of the pre-cum dripping from his cock so was he. I dropped my trousers and started massaging his hole with the head of my cock. "No wait, put a condom on" he said. "Toby the club is a no condom zone," I replied. "I can't let you fuck me if you don't" he replied. Thinking the argument was not worth having I walked over to my draw and pulled out a 'already worked' condom which I had previously poked many a hole in, thus ensuring its failure. I wasn't really going to bother with Toby but I don't like when people don't listen to the rules, I had to punish him. I slid my finger inside his ass and started to work my nails around the lining of his ass. "Gently, please," he whimpered. "Don't worry. It's just because your ass is new. You'll get used to it." I withdrew my finger and smiled at the little specs of blood on there. He was ready. I rolled the condom on and walked back up to Toby. As I slid into his ass he started to moan and squeal like a little bitch but I kept on pushing, unrelenting. Within thirty seconds my seven inch cock was deep inside him and my balls were touching his ass. I pulled back out to check to see if the condom had broken. It had. This time I didn't take so long and slight straight back in with all my might. Toby screamed the place down but I carried on regardless. He would soon learn what it felt like to be properly fucked. I pounded Toby constantly, my balls slapping his ass so hard they began to leave a slight impression on his cheeks. With each thrust Toby squirmed and moaned and cried some more. This bitch was taking every inch of me and was loving it. He knew he had come to the right place. As I drew closer to the edge I slowed down and pulled Toby up to me, I whispered in his ear "Toby I know you are straight, so to get in to the club this time round I am going to have to charge you." "How much?" he moaned out. With that I blew my load into his ass, then I threw him back down on the couch and pushed deeper than I ever had in him to make sure every drop was deep inside of him. Then I withdrew from his ass, disposing of the condom away before he could see its condition. "There, I've just charged you Toby." "What so the sex was the charge?" he asked. "I guess. Go join your friends and tell them I've charged you and let them explain things. I think I'll be seeing you around here a lot more, Toby."

'Michael is a slut’ ‘Michael is a slut’ ‘Michael is a slut’ The boy felt is cock stiffen. “You want to be used by a real man boy?” “Yes sir.” The man’s picture was of his neck down, sitting on a couch, a white singlet on, white underwear with his legs parted wide showing his 9” bulge clearly and white socks. Michael instantly wanted his face there. He checked the Man’s profile; under description all that was written was; ‘For real sluts only’ Michael was instantly turned on, he messaged the profile ‘Hello’ and within minutes the profile replied. “Hi Boy, you know what you want?” He wasn’t wasting his time, so neither did Michael bother with any further pleasantries. “I’m a slut sir, I want to be used and ruined” “Good to hear. no wasting time bitch, where are you?” Michael felt his heart rate quicken, he was so horny, he needed to get fucked. He was only in London for a few days before he flew out to Spain to continue travelling, he hadn’t had time since he landed a few days ago to hook up with any one, and he was desperate. After two nights in a hostel, grinding his cock against the bed without release he couldn’t take another night. He asked the profile for a face picture to which he got a curt response; “No.” Michael hesitated, then sent his location. He was lying on the bed jacking off, but he wanted more. He needed more. “Close.” The profile gave the boy the address of a park and gave his number. “Whatsapp me. names Chris.” The boy sent him ‘hi sir’ immediately. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to meet the man, but he was already getting dressed. He was so horny that he needed to get fucked, and this guy was dominant and hot. After a quick walk in the dark, the boy found the park. He headed to the brick building at the back as Chris had instructed, hidden by bushes at the back of the building, Michael sent Chris a message to say he was here. “Good. now strip and say ‘Michael is a slut’ out loud, three times.” What? Michael was taken a back. He hesitated and his phone buzzed. “Don’t make this harder than it needs to be.” Michaels heart rate quickened again, was he watching him? He was in too deep anyway now, he wanted to be fucked, he wanted to be dominated. The boy stripped. When he was completely nude he spoke. 'Michael is a slut’ ‘Michael is a slut’ ‘Michael is a slut’ The boy felt is cock stiffen. “You want to be used by a real man boy?” Michael heard the voice from his right, he looked but there wasn’t anyone there. “Yes sir.” “Turn around and get on your knees, face the wall” Michael did as instructed. The first thing he felt of his new master was a hot stream of piss hitting the back of his head. It continued to rain on him. Chris instructed for him to tilt his head back and open his mouth. Michael was turned on and disgusted. He’d drank piss before, but never from a stranger whom he hadn’t seen. His hard 7” cock told him he loved it. He did as he was told and felt the piss run over his eyes and some fell into his mouth. He swallowed without being told. The stream died down and Chris stepped up behind the boy and wiped him down with the shirt the boy had left in the dirt when he undressed. Without saying a word, Chris grabbed the boys hair, yanked it back and pried his mouth open with his hand. The boy winced. He had never had a man become so aggressive so fast before. Chris spat in the boys mouth and looked down on him before letting him go. “You want this slut?” he teased the boy Michael hesitated but succumbed. He did want this. His hole felt like it was burning, he so desperately wanted to be fucked. He had always been sleazy and had, had a dirtier mind than most. He had always gravitated to rough, dirty men and now was no different. He was most fulfilled sexually when the man fucking him didn’t care about his wellbeing. ‘Yes sir’ Michael almost whispered. “Have any limits faggot?” Chris was menacing when he said the word ‘faggot’, accentuating the t at the end of the word. “Blood and scat sir” “Now listen bitch, I’ll give you my cock. If you want it. But that makes you my fuck toy, and fuck toys don’t get a say in what happens to them. Okay?” Michael’s head was rushing. He was so turned on. This guy was telling him exactly what he wanted to hear. He’d fantasised about exactly this for so long, talking to so many men online, telling them how worthless he wanted to be made to feel. Then came the fear. He was face to face with further than he had gone before. He was sure this guy would be rough with him tonight, and that he mightn’t use protection. But he was so horny he couldn’t help but whisper “okay” "Turn around and lick the pre-cum off my cock you pig” Michael did as told, savouring the salty taste as he stared up at the dominant man. His face was handsome. Dark hair, dark eyes, stubble but not a full beard. His chest was built and slightly defined, covered in thin layer of hair but not overly furry. His pubic hair was thick and dark and smelled of a couple days unwashed. Michael parted his lips and took the cock into his mouth. He sucked well and this was confirmed by Chris eliciting a groan. Michael took it down his throat and pushed his face into the bush surrounding Chris’ cock. He could taste the sweat on Chris’ cock and could feel his face being covered with the smell of cock and balls as he bobbed his faggot head up and down on the strangers cock. Chris stood and watched the faggot on his knees, a cute boy, a slutty boy, an easy boy to play with and fuck up. Chris teased the boy by face fucking him a little before pulling him up to his feet. He kissed the boy just once on the lips, the last time I ever do that he thought. “ready boy? You want me to ruin you for real?” “fuck yes” Michael was weak at the knees, staring into this mans dark brown eyes. “ruin me sir" Chris turned the faggot around and slammed him into the breeze block wall the faggot had faced when he was pissed on. The faggot was winded and it took him a second to realise he could feel his Master’s cock in between his asscheeks. He moaned. “Gonna fucking destroy you, you piece of trash. You fucking want it too don’t you, you sleazy fuck” “yes sir” Michael groaned as his face was pushed into the stone. “What happens when you’re destroyed faggot?” He spat the words into the boys ear, knowing he had the faggot now, the boy was lost in desperation, grinding its cunt back and forth on the mans cock, the precum sliming up its cunt ready to be ruined. “You throw me away sir” “No boy, wouldn’t want to leave trash lying around - I’ll fucking waste you” The words were whispered into the boys ear as he pushed his ass back from the wall and into his Master, the thick cock pressed perfectly against his hole, with premium lubing the way that it slid in. No resistance. The boy gasped. He had been fingering his cunt earlier and this had made it soft and helped with it in without more lube. The sensation of the nasty talk his master was dealing and the thick cock opening up his hole as he slid back onto it, raw, made the faggot melt back into his new Master with a quiet and long moan. He was pressed up against Chris now, Chris held one hand on the boys slim stomach and used the other to grab his hair and pull him back as he bottomed out in the bitch. Chris smiled to himself as he looked at the bitch, eyes closed, consumed in pleasure, didn’t say a word about a condom, didn't say a word about being threatened, just moaned because he was being filled with cock. “Grab your ankles trash” The boy again, did as he was told, though he craved the heat of his Master, he was rewarded when the stranger started really fucking him. The bitch whimpered as his hole sucked on the thick cock that was piston fucking him. He started to scream but was silenced with a curt “shh” from the man controlling him. After only a few minutes, he was pushed down, ass up and face first into the dirt, his arms were grabbed and pulled behind him and tied. The fucking continued. The bitch continued to whimper and moan, the pleasure in his cunt sending him over the edge, no longer caring or thinking about his unprotected hole or body. Fucked into submission. Chris could tell the bitch had no more free will in that moment and signalled for the other guys to come. The bitch saw their feet and started to panic, until one of them stepped on his head and pushed him into the dirt even more. He wanted to scream but he realised with his hands tied that this was part of his Masters plan. The cock in his hole was removed, and replaced again, but this one stung. the tip was hard and scratched his hole, the boy couldn’t see, but this big black cock was pierced with a thick PA. The scratch only lasted a moment and before the boy realised, his head was removed from the dirt and staring at another cock. His Master’s. Covered in the boys own ass. The boy cleaned out well so he didn’t mind as his master pushed it to his lips to suck clean. A lighter was lit, the cock removed from the boys mouth, and his lips filled with a pipe. “Breathe in. Gonna get you fucked up boy” He breathed in deeply. Too deep, he coughed out, Chris held the pipe to his mouth 4 more times, each time for just as long and made him hold it in. By the tim he breathed out the last time he was feeling better than he had before. The cock in his ass was drilling him and he was loving it. After 15 minutes of being fucked by the man he still hadn’t seen, he felt the man push all the way in. Michael yelped, the cock feeling like it would burst his guts. The man shuddered and held Michael there, pumping the bitch’s first load in London into his cunt. The cock was removed, and the man who had stepped on Michaels face earlier slid his in. “Wet fucking whore, want my name? or are you just happy to have a cock in you?” he slapped the boys ass as he said it. The boy just moaned. “How about my status white boy? You want to know that? You want to know how many days you got to get those pills to protect you? Oi Chris, Why don’t we start the countdown eh? 72hours for the bitch to get some pep eh.” Michael knew what this meant. It meant that this guy was positive. He had fantasised about this as well. He’d once been fucked by a positive guy, he asked him not to cum inside of his ass, but the guy held Michael down as he shot. Michael went straight to an emergency centre, got PEP and after 3 months he was still negative. He figured he would do the same now. “72 Hours boy” Chris said. The third man continued to fuck the boy for 20 minutes, Michaels hole started to feel sore, but as his winces increased, Chris just held the pipe back out as he was fucked. When the guy began to come, he tore into Michael like it was the first time he got to fuck a bitch out of prison. Michael couldn’t help but scream. After he blew, he stood up and kicked Michael down into the dirt again. Michael groaned and tried to roll over but couldn’t, Chris held him there with his foot. Michaels arms still tied, hands numb from a lack of blood circulation. Chris laid on top of the faggot, pushed a finger of crystals into he whore and then his cock. “Good boy, good boy. Getting you ready for your new life.” All the bitch could do was moan as his master kept sliding in and out of him. “Shit, you’re an easy fuck aren’t you? - Cheap slut.” Next Chapter: Change

I was really horny and the husband was away so I put an add on BBRT.COM and hooked up with this guy. No pics, just his dick pic. Arranged to meet him at the local cruising ground. He was parked up waiting for me. When I arrived he got out and followed me into the woods. What a lovely dick. Sucked it for about 30 seconds before he roughly stands me up spins me around and spits on his dick and rams his dick in me. No time even for poppers. Lovely. He shot his load in about 2 minutes but it was very fucking horny. I hadn't had enough and was feeling really sleazy and wanted to get abused and live upto my "take any load from any cock" mantra, so I cruised all the sites until I found this 66 year old guy who wanted to fuck me. So I arranged for him to meet me at the cruising ground. When I got there he was there waiting for me with this other 60+fella. He asked if I minded, I said no. We went into the woods and I dropped to my knees to service the two cocks. Only to be shoved against a tree and the first cock rammed in. He wanted me to call him daddy and beg for his poz load, so I did! Daddy please fuck me hard, please put your poz load deep in my guts. And he obliged. Whilst he was fucking me the other guy was frantically fisting his dick and when the first daddy withdrew he rammed his dick in and came within seconds. All in all a very good afternoon. I felt used, sleazy and violated. Loved being fucked by the older guys it was really horny.

Hey guys. I'm quite new to the forum but I've been following it for some time. my last load was at my local cruising ground about 5 min drive from where I live. There's a few lay-bys and then some wooded area which is known for use by the gay community. I had an hour spare earlier today so I thought I'd douche and have a wander down. i pulled up and there were 2 cars parked already, both empty. Not one to miss out on any fun and potential cum, I jumped out of my car and went for a wander. I soon bumped in to the 2 guys who were sucking each other off. Luckily for me, they both seemed to be top because they weren't really getting in to it much and there was no ass fingering going on. I got to my knees and started working on them both. Getting them fully hard and horny. I got up, ensuring I kept 1 cock in my mouth and put my smooth ass on full display. It didn't take long for the other top to walk across to my ass and start fingering. I had prelubed at home so I was ready for fucking. Without notice he stuck his raw cock in me and started fucking me. 3-4 minutes passed and he thrust a loud deep load straight up my ass. He pulled up his trousers and off he went. I turned around and backed on to the guy I had been sucking. With no hesitation he slid in me raw and started pumping me. I could tell he was close by the way he was fucking. Soon enough he too was pumping his load up my ass. Up his trousers came and we walked off without as much as a glance back. I stood and wanked off over a tree, got dressed and jumped back in the car. A successful Tuesday afternoon by all accounts!

Hot Vers Jock coming into town for the rough trade cumunion party. I will be busy all night taking loads and breeding holes. Hoping to partake in some fisting action as well. I will be wearing a black jock/cock ring combo. If my dick is hard feel free to bend over for a ride. If I'm soft, slam yours into me. Love putting on a show but pull me aside to my room or yours for more taboo poz talk while we fuck. I am white, five foot six, 7x5.5c, fit furry body and a greedy shaved hole.

Hey, my name is Myles and it looks like I've caused way more drama than I ever intended… But let me back up and start by saying I'm a top who's fantasized about getting pozzed for a really long time – mostly 'cause, in my mind, being able to infect someone is the pinnacle of what it means to be a top. It's the ultimate way to dominate someone sexually. More and more bottoms are letting guys fuck them raw and cum in their asses. It would be so hot to be shooting toxic loads and knock them up as I breed their ass! Thing is, while I really wanna to be a toxic poz top, I hate getting fucked, and getting fucked is the only sure-fire way to get pozzed. I was fucking every slutty bottom I could find, but could never manage to get knocked up. It was frustrating – being a top just isn't risky enough. I'd fantasize about pozzing bottoms as I blew my load in their ass, but deep down I knew I was firing blanks. Then I met this guy named Mike. He lives in what's basically a free whore house. You can go there any time and find ass to fuck. Anyway, he LOVED taking loads, but he also liked getting his load in guys – especially in tops. It was a challenge for him to see if he could get total tops like me to walk away with his cum in their ass. In hindsight he sorta understood me better than I understood myself. He talked me into it by saying "Don't worry, I won't fuck you. I'll just jack off and when I'm just about to cum I'll stick just the head of my dick in your hole. It won't hurt at all. I promise." I'm not sure why I hadn't thought of that myself – it sorta seemed like the perfect solution for a top like me who wanted to take loads and get pozzed, but didn't want to get fucked. I let him blow his load in me and as I walked away that night there were all sorts of emotions flowing through me. I was excited, but a bit scared too. I mean I just took a load from one of NY's top cumdumps. What does it mean to be a cumdump's cumdump? Yeah, I wanted to get pozzed, but until that night it wasn't really something that seemed like a real possibility. And I realized I didn't even ask his status… I went back a few days later to breed him and he "jack off'd" another load into my ass. After he blew his load I asked about his status and he laughed and said "A bit late to be asking that question… but to answer it – I'm on PrEP". While I was excited to be taking loads, hearing he was on PrEP was a bit of a let down. The other thing that sorta held me back from bottoming for just anyone was that when I got pozzed I wanted to know who pozzed me and have a connection with him. I wanted it to be someone special – like Mike, actually. I knew I was never going to have more than a sexual relationship with him, but he was the type of guy who was like the Pied Piper – he just made you feel special. Of course it didn't hurt that he was totally my type. But from the looks of it he was never going to make me poz – he probably didn't even want to be poz. The whole situation was sorta frustrating me a bit and then one night I went over to fuck him and he was playing with this hunky Latino. It was hot seeing Mike get pounded. The other top "played well" and we tag teamed Mike's ass for 20 or 30 minutes. I blew my load in him and stayed there a bit watching the Latino fuck him. I could tell the top was getting close and just before he blew he asked Mike "You want my dirty load, pig?" And Mike replied with an enthusiastic "Sí Papi!" The wheels started turning in my head – was this guy toxic? Had Mike just taken an infectious load? When the top caught his breath I timidly asked him "So 'dirty load' – does that mean you're toxic?" He looked at Mike and replied, "Ah shit, I thought I was being discreet…" Looking at me… "Yeah, poz and not on meds. Sorry I let that slip, Mike doesn't want other guys knowing he gets into poz stuff…" The two of them could tell I was totally turned on by Mike taking a toxic load. Even though I'd just cum, my dick was completely hard and I said "I wanna fuck him with your load in his ass". Mike's ass usually has a few loads in it and it almost always feels really silky and wonderful, but knowing that at least one of those loads was high viral was a huge turn on for me. As I fucked him I was whispering in his ear "So you're a bug chaser, eh?" "Yeah…" he replied sheepishly. I told him "It's a huge turn on that you wanna become poz. I wish you'd go off PrEP. I'd totally continue to take loads from you. It would be hot if I got it from you." While I was fucking him he played along with my fantasy – "Yeah, it'd be hot knocking you up. I'd love to be able to poz total tops – it's why I try so hard to get my loads in them…" Needless to say I didn't last long before I blew a second load in his ass. Afterwards, he told me that getting pozzed is a huge fantasy for him, but he's still trying to be responsible, hence the PrEP. Though if it happened one of these days he wouldn't really be surprised. I mean he gets thousands of loads in his ass every year… The top asked me if I was on PrEP. I told him "No, though I was in a PrEP-related study years ago." Then he asked "Aren't you worried?" I didn't want to elaborate too much so just told him I wasn't all that worried since I was a total top. He looked at me with a big smirk and said, "Well, if that ever changes…" I could barely sleep that night. I had to figure out how to get the Latino to poz Mike so Mike could poz me. Then it struck me – I still had left over pills from when I was in the PrEP study that looked just like Truvada. They'd told me at the end that I was in the placebo arm of the study and to throw the pills away – that they were just useless sugar pills. I'd kept them just as a kind of souvenir, but maybe they were my ticket to getting pozzed… I mean if I could substitute them for Mike's Truvada, maybe he'd get pozzed, and then poz me… Next time I went to fuck Mike I went into the bathroom and there in the medicine cabinet were a bunch of bottles of Truvada for the various guys who lived there and one belonged to Mike. Jackpot! I was a bit surprised they'd just leave those in a medicine cabinet where anyone had access to them, but I wasn't gonna complain. That fuck session with Mike was pretty intense. We went into one of the private rooms and did all sorts of poz talk – I telling him he was just a worthless bug chaser, that sluts like him don't deserve PrEP, and so on. He seemed to love it. As he was blowing his load in me I was like "So, you gonna make me a poz top so I can infect a bunch of neg guys?" That gave him a big smirk on his face. You could tell he wanted to poz guys as much as I did. When we'd blown our loads we laid there chatting a bit. I asked how often he takes loads from the toxic Latino and he said 2 to 3 times a week since the guy lives nearby. I was thinking "Bingo!", but answered "That's so hot!" I asked about the whole testing and PrEP thing. He said everyone in the house was on PrEP – that they had a doc that came once a month for STD tests and then every three months the tests included an HIV test and the other tests you need when you're on PrEP. I casually asked "So when was your last HIV test then?" I hoped the question didn't seem too odd, but it didn't seem to phase him – he said "We get tested the first of every month and then see the doc for the PrEP appointment a week later if it's first month of the quarter – so January, April, etc. They make it simple to remember 'cause we're not allowed to miss the tests or the appointment." That night when I went home I did the math… I sort wanted to see if I could get him pozzed and not have it discovered for a while. I wanted as many of his toxic loads in me as possible before he found out and went on meds. I gambled a little that they weren't using the tests that detect an infection immediately after it happens, so I wanted him to get pozzed about 2-3 weeks before an HIV test. And it takes about 2 weeks for PrEP to leave your system, so that meant I had to get him off his PrEP and onto placebo about 4 weeks before an HIV test. His next test was October 1, so I needed to get him on placebo the first few days of September… Perfect… that was just 2 weeks away! The next time we fucked I pushed him on the idea of going off PrEP, but he wouldn't budge. Then the time after that I suggested that once a week he give me one of his pills – basically lowering his dose to 6 pills a week. I told him how studies said he had full protection with as few as 4 pills per week, so 6 was still really good. But he should do it 'cause he knew deep down he was a bug chaser… Initially he said 'no', but I could tell something in him wanted to do it. Finally he said "Wait there" and a minute later he came back with a pill in his hand. I quickly put the pill in my pants pocket so it would be out of sight, out of mind, and he wouldn't change his mind and want it back. I could tell he was wanting to play with fire, but knew he was on the fence. On September 3rd I went over and took my bottle of placebo pills. I had quite a few 'cause they terminated the study unexpectedly because the preliminary results had come through and the effectiveness of PrEP was really clear. They had given me a 30 day supply just before they found out they were terminating things. And I wasn't quite done with the previous bottle of pills. Anyway, I found Mike's bottle of Truvada, took out the 6 pills that were inside and replaced them with 6 placebo pills. A week later I went back and found his new bottle freshly opened and took all but 5 pills out. I mixed my placebos with those 5 pills and put them all back in the bottle. I mixed in some of his real Truvada because I wanted to stretch out the placebos. I figured he'd be averaging about 1 or 2 pills of Truvada per week which was way too low to give him any protection. I made sure to go hookup with him a couple times a week in part to see if I could figure out when he got fuck flu. Each time I'd ask how many loads he'd gotten from the toxic Latino. Good news was that the Latino was fucking him pretty regularly as well. Needless to say I'd get totally boned knowing Mike was losing his protection against the Latino's dirty loads. I also pushed him to reduce his PrEP usage even further. Every time I went I'd ask for a pill (2 per week). The first time or two he said he'd given me one last time so I had to wait. Then a couple weeks later he said "You said 4 pills was full protection, right?" I said yes. He got quiet and then ran out for a pill. That made me so hard, I threw him on his belly and fucked him telling him he was a good bug chaser. I kept watching him for fuck flu symptoms but it never really came. There were two times in a row toward the end of the month when he said he felt run down, but Mike was a slut and wasn't letting that slow him down. I hoped that was him going through fuck flu, but wasn't sure. November 10th came and I brought my 7 remaining pills, plus the 7 he'd given me that were probably mostly placebo. I mixed those into the pills at the top of his bottle so he'd still not be getting the recommended dose for the next two or thee weeks, but unfortunately I knew he'd be back on full strength PrEP before the end of the month. A few days later I felt pretty run down as well. Given the timing – 2 weeks after taking Mike's load when he was "feeling run down" – I was hopeful I was now poz, but wasn't quite sure. Then my plan was over and my placebo pills were all gone. I didn't even know for sure if it had worked, but I hoped it had. After I felt run down I cut back the hookups with Mike to once a week and made him give me two pills each time I showed up. And I made sure every load I could blow went into a bottom who at least claimed to be neg. Actually, if the plan had worked and the strain didn't cause fuck flu that was sorta perfect for stealthing guys. They'd never be able to pinpoint a time when they got pozzed, so never figure out it was me who pozzed them. I gotta say it was SO hot breeding all those unsuspecting bottoms! Some were on PrEP, but who knows about the others? I always carried a doctored condom with me in case they insisted on me rubbering up I just wished I knew for sure if I was infecting them… New Year's Eve came and I spent it at Mike's place – there was a HUGE sex party down on the ground floor. The toxic Latino was there. I finally found out his name – Felix. At the stroke of midnight he blew his load in Mike's hole and then I followed with my (hopefully) poz load. At one point we were all so drunk. Mike's hole was dripping with cum and I said laughingly "You get tested tomorrow, right? Bet with all the alcohol in your system your liver function tests won't look so great". He laughed and said "Yeah, the New Year's Day tests are always bad – sometimes they have to repeat them…" I smiled and thought to myself - hopefully they won't be focusing on your liver tests this time… After New Year's some friends wanted to go to Puerto Vallarta to escape the cold weather so it was a couple weeks before I got back to see Mike. I made him promise to skip his PrEP even though I wasn't there to take his pills. He promised me he'd keep skipping the two days a week. I tried to talk him up to three days a week, but he said he didn't want to push it. But he admitted he's been thinking of stopping completely. That doing so much poz talk with me and Felix really makes him wanna be poz. But he just can't bring himself to go off PrEP and let it happen. It was hot hearing him say that. I knew if my plan hadn't worked that he'd probably just choose to get pozzed in the not-too-distant future. The trip to Puerto Vallarta was a blast. I fucked SO many guys! I gotta say being in a country with no PrEP and suspecting that you're high viral load poz is really incredibly intense. I made sure to ask all the bottoms whether they were neg and assured them that my last test was neg as well And somehow the condom always seemed to break when they insisted I use one (lol). I desperately wanted to know if I was poz, but knowing none of the bottoms were on PrEP and most still took my load willingly… Well, you can't beat that! I sorta expected Mike to text me after he saw his doctor to say he was poz, but I never got the text. That made me wonder if I'd managed to poz him after all. But when I got back and went to his place he pulled me into one of the private rooms, put his whole bottle of Truvada in my hand and said "I won't be needing the pills anymore… You know how you kept saying it'd be hot if I got pozzed and pozzed you in the process? Well, it looks like you got your wish. My test came back poz and on top of that I've managed to poz all the other guys in the house and probably tons of other guys, including you. So you're probably poz now too." I got an instant boner and just wanted to fuck, but stopped myself and asked "ALL the other guys in the house? Aren't they on PrEP?" He said "Yeah, but it looks like it's a Truvada-resistant strain." I was a little dumbfounded. I mean I'd meant for him to get pozzed and poz me, but never imagined it would go much much beyond that except maybe a few "total tops" who weren't on PrEP but let Mike "jack off" into their asses. "So are you telling all the guys you've fucked to get tested? I mean you've gotten your load into a lot of 'total tops' and they've probably fucked a lot of other guys…" He looked sheepish and said, "There's a warning sign on the door as you come in the house. We've decided that's all the warning they get. There's just too many guys to tell…" I thought some of the previous sessions with him had been intense, but that one was off the hook. This time we knew he was poz and giving me a toxic load. And we suspected the load I was giving him was toxic as well. You always hear how sex is hotter when you're poz – well, I totally experienced it swapping toxic loads with him! After we fucked I asked if it was Felix who infected him. "Doesn't look like it – we've checked and his strain isn't Truvada-resistant. His strain is similar, but different. Though I wonder if reducing the amount of PrEP is what did it? But since my strain is meds-resistant I must have just gotten fucked by the wrong top." I corrected him "…Or the right top…" He said "Yeah, I know. Now that I've had time to digest it, I'm not sure why I tried to stay neg… I love being poz… Whoever he was, he was the right top!" Before that point I had never really thought about a strain being Truvada-resistant or not. But what he said made me realize that me putting him being on really low doses of PrEP, and then him going back to full-strength PrEP when the placebo ran out is probably how Felix's strain became Truvada-resistant. But I didn't share my thoughts – I wasn't sure I wanted to tell him what I'd done. Then I asked if he was going on meds. "No, we've all sorta decided to stay off meds. I mean the horse has escaped, there's no point closing the barn door now… I gotta say though – it's cool watching some of the bottoms really get into being gift giving tops. We used to discourage bottoms from coming here, but now we're seeing how many we can get in to breed. It's only been a couple weeks, but damn, it's a lot of fun! Especially all those prissy Truvada whores who think they can fuck raw and get away with it… I used to be like that… Now we all just gangbang them and go home pozzed." I went home completely stunned. My plan to infect one guy plus myself looks like it's infected hundreds of guys. And if they keep it up and everyone that goes to that house winds up poz, and the tops and tourists go and spread it further, the numbers could get into the thousands pretty quickly. I'm just conflicted whether I should tell Mike what I did. He seems to be enjoying his new status, but it may not stay that way and given that this is gonna turn into a little mini epidemic, I don't know whether I want people to know it was me who started it…

Talked to the guy. He agreed to come over this morning for a surprise. I'll let you know the outcome

FT. LAUDERDALE - Went to a stripclub for the majority of the night. Beer plus naked boys gets me horny. So I logged onto Grindr before I left and there was a bottom that wanted my anonymous load. I had changed my profile pic so I assume he didn't know it was me. I played along. He gave me the code to get into the secure door to his building and before I knew it I was sliding into his amazing pre-loaded hole. I gave him my load as quick as I could because BarebackTwjnk on BBRT had also hit me up wanting my load. I stalled him long enough to go breed the other bottom and then as soon as I was done with bottom # 1, I headed over to Twjnk's little party. Two dudes appeared to be whoring him out at a private house. I had to let another top out of the driveway because i had double parked. You know that hole has a fresh load in it when that happens! So I dove right in and was soon giving him my nut. Cute boy, I'd whore him out!! Happy Breeding! Headed to Houston tomorrow.... will be there for a few days, sluts!

Part 6 I grabbed Blakes collar and dragged him across the floor on his stomach depositing him next to a large ottoman before pulling the next toy out of the bag. Placing my fingers in his mouth, I pried his jaw apart and shoved a mouth spreader in it, quickly buckling it behind his head. I turned the screw on the side, stretching his jaw painfully apart. Blake moaned in pain. I picked him up and placed him on his back on the ottoman and attached his wrists to the rings on the side of the leather collar to keep them out of the way. Then I took a couple of chains and attached them to the ankle cuffs, raising his legs up and also attaching them to the collar leaving his already sloppy cunt open and vulnerable, then pulled his shoulders so his head hung off the ottoman. "There you go men! Two available cumholes. Unable to resist what you've got for him! Just a couple more things." I tied a bandana over his nose and grabbed a little baggie, taking out a nice sized rock, pushing it deep into the wet, open cunt, causing Blake to moan from the burning. "Damn Jeese!" exclaimed Buck. "Giving him more?" "Fuck yea man! I told you I want this little bitch royally fucked up and wrecked. When I'm through with him he won't be nothing but a worthless piece of used up gutter trash. Now whose up? Line your cocks up to the holes but wait till I say go, then show this slut no mercy!" Roy and Brad stepped up next. Brad had a respectable 8 inches and moved to Blake's head while Roy chose his pussy to receive the wrath of his very thick 10 inches. "Hold on Jesse." said Roy. If you really wanna ruin this crackers hole, I got just the thing. With that he pulled a fat ring out of his pocket and put it through his pierced cock head. It was covered with short, sharp spikes. "I never get to use this thing. This little bitch is about to be ripped to shreds!" "Fuck yea brother!" I exclaimed. "This cunt is about to be brutalized!" With that I took the poppers and poured some on the bandana over the bitches nose and grabbed a pair of alligator tit clamps that had sharp, needle like teeth. "Get ready to suffer, bitch!" I hissed in Blakes ear as he whimpered in fear, unable to stop the brutal attack he was about to recieve. "Ready.......Set........Go!" I shouted as I released the clamps on the sluts tender nips as two cocks plunged in his two fuck holes deep and hard. Blake screamed and convulsed as pain tore through his entire body. He choked and gagged on the cock buried in his throat as spit and puke poured out of his mouth. The men cheered as the teenager helplessly had his body pulverized by the two pounding cocks. You could see the cock in his throat stretch it wide as it slid in balls deep. Fresh red oozed from his ripped cunt as the spiked cock shredded his insides. Brad would occasionally pull all the way out so Blake could quickly gasp for air before burying himself down the boys throat again, grabbing the chain on the clamps and pulling on Blakes tender titties, causing the clamps to dig in harder. Tears flowed from Blakes eyes as the men reduced him to nothing more than two wet holes. Roy would pull his cock out and rub the spikes around the boys tender inflamed ass ring before plunging it back it, mercilessly scraping his insides. Before long, Blakes screams subsided as the pain and drugs transported him into another realm. Soon both men buried their throbbing cocks as deep as they could while cum was pumped into both ends of the cumdump. No time was wasted before two more men stepped up for their turns. Roy generously loaned his pierced ring to another man with a piered cock to continue further wrecking the already bleeding cunt. The new man had a very visible bio hazard tattoed on his chest. I raised up Blakes head so he could see the tattoo as the man roughly shoved his spiked cock into the already damaged fuckhole. "See that bitch?" I whispered into Blake's ear. "After tonight you wont be anything more than my whore. I'll sell you to anyone I want, any time I want, any where I want. And there wont be a thing you can do about it. Your diseased cunt will barely be worth the money you'll make for me. Nobody else will want you. Your parents wont want an infected, drugged pussy fag for a son. You are mine now. And I'll keep you as long as your usefull, then sell you for what I can get. Say good bye to the life you knew! Watch as he fills you with his poison! Feel his dirty cum seep into your ripped up insides. Tonight you fufill your destiny!" As I said those words, the man fucking him bellowed as he filled Blake's ass with more cum. I just dropped Blakes head back down as a cock slammed down his open throat. Blake was used like this for over an hour before I released him and removed the mouth spreader. But his night was far from over.

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Part 5 I left Blake tied on the bed and plugged while he softly sobbed from the pain and the realization of his predicament. I'll bet he was sorry he ever went to the bookstore. It was only a couple of hours before the party started, and I had lots of calls to make. At 9:30 I went back upstairs. Blake looked quite uncomfortable tied in that position with the long, fat plug in his cunt. "Good," I thought to myself, "a scared white boy in pain is one of my favorite things!" And it would only get worse for him. "Please untie me!" he begged. THWACK, THWACK, THWACK! Three hard slaps across his brought tears to his eyes. "Shut the fuck up bitch!" I yelled. "You will learn, the only begging you will do is to have your holes raped and filled with cum. Do I make myself clear?" Three more hard slaps and Blake was in agreement. "Yes Sir." he sobbed. I untied him and he put up no resistance. I put a leather collar with rings around his neck, and wrist and ankle restraints. I then put a cock and ball harness on his little dick, making it as tight as I could. "Drink this," I said holding a bottle up to his mouth. He made a face, but didn't dare disobey me. It was now almost 10:00, and I could hear our guests arriving. I told them to be prompt as they didn't want to miss anything. I attached a leash to Blake's collar and led him downstairs. I was pleased to see all 15 of the guests were already there. "Welcome gentlemen! Here is my new slut and tonights party favour! Short of killing him, anything goes. I want him wrecked like a white slut should be! Lets not waste any time." With that, I grabbed Blake and threw him to the ground,pinning him down with a foot on his chest. One of the guys tied a band around his arm and another stuck the needle in. "Are you sure Jesse?" he asked. It's a 2.0 hit." "Fuckin do it! This little whore needs to be fucked up royally!" With that, the plunger was pushed down and the band released. Blake went instantly rigid and coughed hard. "I want you to go first." I told my friend Buck. He had a 13 inch cock with a P.A. "And show no mercy! Rape that cunt good and hard!" Buck just rolled the teenage boy over and ripped the plug out of his pussy. Blake howeled. Then Buck just spread his cheeks apart and plunged his huge, hard, black pole deep into the puffy, pink hole beneath him. Blake screamed at the top of his lungs while the guys cheered. Tears flowed from his eyes as his cunt was ripped even further apart. Buck just pushed down on the boys shoulders and power fucked his cunt, drilling as deep and as hard as he could. Blood covered his dick as he pulled out before plunging back in balls deep. He fucked Blake mercilessly for a solid 10 minutes, never letting up until he buried himself to the hilt and dumped his load far up into the teenage cumdump. After he pulled out, he spread Blake's cheeks apart so everyone could see his bleeding rosebud. It was puffy and inflamed, oozing red cum. "Who's next?" I asked.

Since a few years I have totally switched my interest to Asian boys. Thai boys in particular. It is easy to find nice, young, slim but straight looking and sexy boys, who don't mind to have sex without condom. I meet some on regular basis, sometimes alone, sometimes two or three boys one after another, or sometimes two or three boys together. I love to let them fuck me legs up or from behind, and ask them to fill my ass with their cum. I keep the cum inside for long. Then, after a while I let the cum drip out of my hole and eat it. Its so hot. Anybody into Asian boys?

I'm writing and posting this story on behalf of a friend that's very shy and embarrassed about what he did. But, he wanted his story told so that other people can learn how to secretly enjoy a hot poz cock. I apologize if the formatting changes when I paste what he wrote below. Okay. I'll admit it. I think that taking your chances by letting a poz guy fuck you is the HOTTEST thing ever. It's scary as shit, but that only makes the fucking so much more intense! And once you had it, it's hard to go back to anything else. The thing is I don't want people to know that I secretly enjoy poz dicks. I wouldn't say that I'm "chasing" .. but I love it when a poz gets off on breeding a neg ass .. MY neg ass. It's so intense! So, here's how I went about secretly getting my last poz dick up my hole. It's easy to search for poz guys on adam4adam. I just don't want an official record that I solicited poz cock floating about. So, I messaged Cody on a4a and explained my situation. I told him that I'd have a new profile in one week and what the screenname would be. I explained to him that I wouldn't say yes to any poz cock. In fact, my answers to his questions would be the exact opposite of what I meant. He was a little confused. But, I told him he'd understand when I messaged him a week later. So, I deleted the account I had used to contact him and waited a very long week. One Week Later .. dontpozmenow: hey, remember me? We chatted a week ago! What's up? pokerlatino26x: oh yeah. what's up man? you looking now? dontpozmenow: hell no! i just want to chat. calm down. ain't no poz dude fucking my hole! pokerlatino26x: wait, i'm a little confused. dontpozmenow: what about? it's pretty simple: we can chill. but you cannot fuck me bareback; and you absolutely cannot BREED MY ASS! got it ? (That seemed to clue him in.) pokerlatino26x: oh okay. what if i wanted to eat your ass? dontpozmenow: absolutely not! pokerlatino26x: what if i wanted to pound your little ass raw with my big cock? dontpozmenow: most definitely not!!!!! (Gosh that was turning me on!) pokerlatino26x: you want it tonight? dontpozmenow: no chance at all of meeting TONIGHT !!! pokerlatino26x: well, here's my address: ********************************** dontpozmenow: don't wait up for me. i won't be knocking on your door at 1am begging to be bred! i think guys like you should be locked up and put away for even trying to poz up a neg ass. and if i did show up, don't even try to use force to get at my ass. i'll report you! pokerlatino26x: see ya! dontpozmenow: and if we EVER did meet, you most definitely must wear a condom, and keep it on the entire time. got it ? I then unlocked my nude pics to show off my hot slim body and wanting ass. pokerlatino26x: got it. (My cock already wanted to explode just chatting with him.) It was nearly 1a m and I was at outside his door. My heart was racing. This was only the second poz guy I've meet up with. I couldn't get his pictures out of my mine's eye. He was half-latino, half-white, thin to medium build, very toned, and very hung. I rang the doorbell. He let me in. And the apartment was very dimly lit. I was a little nervous at first. But, I had my eye on the prize. As soon as he shut the door, I immediately pulled down his shorts and hurriedly rushed his semi-hard thick dick into my mouth. "Wow .. you really want it," my prize said to me. I stopped for a moment, "No! I will NOT suck your dick." And then, I continued to suck on it as if my life depended on it. He hardened instantly. I was too desperate for this dick. Another hot poz guy is mine! I stood up and whispered to him "don't even think about eating my ass." My prize played along so well. He spun me around and pushed me up against the hallway wall. Before I knew it, he had my jeans down and his tongue dancing around my sphincter. I instinctively moaned, but then quickly corrected myself with "stop it! get your tongue out of my ass!" He probed his tongue deeper and faster into my hole. God, it was so wet. I can't believe how wet his tongue was. That was incredible. My god, I wasn't going to last long at this rate. And my prize seemed to sense this because only seconds later, I feel his thick hard cock prying at my hole. "Hey, stop that!" I tried to say with fake disapproval. My acting was awful. I couldn't conceal my desire. "Don't fuck my ass!" The prize played along, "you know you want it. you always wanted it." "No!" I argued. "I don't want to get fucked by your big poz cock!" He knew he had my consent now. And he didn't waste a moment. He plunged it in and didn't give me a chance to protest. A couple of quick minor thrusts, followed by a deep thrust to make sure he was all the way in me. "No," I was barely able to mumble as he slowly slid it in and out of my hole. "You like my poz dick in you?" the prize asked. "No. I don't like it. Stop please." I said with mixed emotion. The rational part of me was realizing what was happening. But the irrational side of me was winning with each gentle thrust. "Don't fuck me harder!" I insisted. "Ah yeah, you want my charged load, don't ya bendajo?" the prize teased while slipping into his native language for the perfect taunt. "No! I don't wanna be poz. Don't fuck me with your poz cock. Please!" I feigned in a convincing fashion. "Listen, bendajo, you're gonna get a poz load!" his voice was even more ominous as more of his accent was revealed and his gentle thrusts accelerated. "You ready?" "No!" I belted. The extra pain from his deeper thrusts made my complaint even more believable. "Yes, I'm gonna poz your ass!" I could barely hear him over the slapping of my ass caused by his punishing thrusts. It was too much. I felt my orgasm building quickly. There was no turning back. "No! Don't poz me! Don't breed me. Please!" My orgasm was near and I could tell the prize was about to burst too as my ass felt impossibly full of hard cock assaulting me. "Too late!" the prize corrected me. "Don't cum in my ass! Please don't poz me!" I fumbled to say as I gasped for breaths. "Soy cumming en su hembra del culo!" he whispered in my ear. I didn't know what he said, but I knew he was about to unload and I was at the brink! I let out once last "No!!!!" as I felt him erupt. My cock burst my jizz onto the wall as I felt the first wet sensation deep inside me and the pumping of his jizz. I was still gasping for breath and recovering from my intense orgasm as the prize pulled out and then quickly dress. "Leave, bendajo." he directed me. "Yes." I answered.

"He looks like Harry Potter," he told me over the phone. There I was listening to my ex-husband tell me about his latest conquest. His comments were little more than babble about a 20 year old kid with whom he had hooked up with the night before. Of course, it started out with his usual, "I met him online and he just came over for coffee." There were several reasons my ex was, just that, my ex, including his voracious appetite for hooking up without disclosing as much to me. I suppose now that he and I had officially broken-up, he was trying to turn over a new leaf to win me back. I had called to let him know I would not be home for a couple more days due to work and Pride festivities. And another reason was, to be honest I was having fun! While my ex and I continued to live in the same house, purely for financial reasons, it had was at least a civil break up, and left me free to do what I wanted without any sense of guilt. My mind was wandering as he was talking, I only heard the important stuff, namely the kid's stats and the word 'bare'. I was well aware my ex was still trying to find ways to win me back, and he had caught my attention with that one word - BARE! I had found out only four months previous I was poz. I had been to my doctor's office for a routine exam. He felt it would be good for me to have a blood test. I was not surprised when his office called to have me come back in. I almost always play bareback... in fact I often turned guys down how insisted on only playing covered. I would go to bath house and get bred in dark corners, gloryholes, steam rooms, and group scenes. I was a cum slut who offered my bare hole up too any cock willing to pump cum inside me. My record night in one bath house had ended with me losing track after 16 loads. My hole was slick and dripping cum down my thighs making it sticky as I walked to the shower. Here is my ex telling me how "Harry" only gets fucked bare. "Fuck that is hot" I responded. "Does he let ANYONE fuck him bare?" By now, my heart is pounding, the wheels are turning in my head, and my cock is getting HARD in my underwear. "Well, he says he does and he let me fill him last night." - my ex boasted. "When you come home, we could have a threesome and take turns fucking him." "Is he poz or neg?" - I asked. Being newly poz, I was asking everyone. "He is clean and neg" comes his response. I responded with "oh...Does he know I am poz?" "No, I did not tell him - says my Ex. My mind was already cooling me down. I was already thinking I was ruled out. There was no way a neg 20 yo was going to let me fuck him bare. My Ex must have sensed my disappointment cuz he quickly added - "I will tell him and mention you would be interested in a 3some." "Cool, well, I will be home in a couple more days. I guess you have time to find out." I spent the next two days wondering if my ex had told him I was poz. Even as I crawled in bed for the last night away, I wondered if this kid got scared off by my status or did he agree? I would have to find out in the morning I thought to myself. At 3 AM, I am startled awake by my cell phone. "Hello" - I said in my groggy haze. Instead of someone talking on the other end, I could hear people fucking. The sound of sex was unmistakeable - moaning, bed moving, and balls slapping against an ass. I looked at the caller id to see my home phone. Immediately, I recognized some of the moans and groans as my ex. The other set of moans and groans came from an unknown voice, but I quickly assumed it had to be "Harry". Without thinking, my hand was under the sheets stroking my pierced cock. Yup, horny sex pig I am had gotten myself a Prince Albert a few years before. I listened to the sounds of them fuck for 20-30 minutes. I could tell from the sounds my ex was getting close to blowing his load. My ex's voice breaks the moans - "Will your ass be ready for a 3-some with my ex and I tomorrow?" "U huh!" - moans Harry. "Yeah? You will ride his poz cock?" "U huh, but he has to pull out..." groaned Harry, as the sound of fucking sped up. My ex was really slamming this boy good. "We can tell him to pull out ...but I am going to pump mine in you like this!" My ex lets out a loud moan and drives his load in the hole he had been abusing. This was all the encouragement I needed. Harry was going to ride my poz cock bare after my ex loaded him up! My cock started to erupt thick strands of poz cream onto my chest and stomach!! The phone had hung up as soon as my ex finishing pumping cum in Harry. Boy, He was still pushing my buttons!! During my drive home the next day, my mind was racing. Did Harry know I was listening in? Did he know I was so turned on I blasted a load all over myself? I assumed my ex had done it as bait for me, but Harry would not know anything. I arrived home with several friends who I had gone to pride with. They all wanted to come up and say hi. No one had any idea about Harry or the phone call or even the fact the three of us would all be fucking that night!! When we walked in the apartment, my ex greeted all our friends while I placed my suitcase and laptop in my room. I came back to the living room to see everyone but Harry. I was waiting to meet Harry. "So where is your "coffee date" - coyly, I said to my ex. "Oh, he is on the balcony having a smoke." I did not want to seem to anxious so I acted unimpressed. Within a few minutes, the sliding door opens. There in the doorway is a very young looking Harry. My ex introduces him to all our friends but saves my introduction for last. When it is my turn, I smile and put out my hand. There he is a cute smile, shy look, and the prettiest baby blue eyes looking back at me through round little glasses. He does look like Harry I think to myself. I can feel lust inside me as I say - "Hi." We go back to the conversations with our friends. After about an hour, everyone leaves for their home. Harry excuses himself too saying he needed to do a couple things back at his place before joining us for dinner and drinks. As promised, Harry returns in time for dinner. The night was great. Harry had a great personality and the more wine he drank he seemed to loosen up around me. Before long it was 2 AM, all we had done was talk and have a great evening. I was getting tired so I told them I was going to bed. It was a long day plus I had the early morning phone call that had me up. After getting ready, I got naked and slip into bed. Shortly, after shutting my light off, Harry opens the door and wanders into my room. We had been drinking wine for hours so to say we were both tipsy was an understatement. Wine in hand, he starts telling me how he knows we were going to have a 3some. As I go to sit up, I bump his wine glass spilling some on my comforter. He apologizes, leaves my room, and comes back with paper towel. As I start dabbing up the red wine, he leans in closer to me. I cannot resist kissing him. Quickly, we are feeling each other up. We start undressing each other as my ex enters the room. He had orchestrated the whole thing - the dinner, the wine, and now the threesome. We all continued to undress. Harry dropped to his knees and started to blow me., but not before I got a look at his naked form. He had a hairy chest, huge set of balls that hung half way down his inner thigh, and a 7.5" uncut cock which was pointing straight up toward the ceiling. I was soon lost in the blow job. He was very good at what he did. I was ROCK hard in no time. As he sucked my knob, my ex had positioned himself behind him with his thick cut cock pushing against Harry's eager hole. Roughly, my ex shoves his entire thick cock in to the base in one move. Harry winces in pain but keeps sucking on my cock. In no time, the images from the night before are being recreated in front of me. Harry is taking it like a champ. He is enjoying being spit roasted. It seemed quick but 20 minutes later my ex lets out a GIANT groan as he is unloading in Harry's cute bubble butt. After my ex pulls out, I took my cue to move behind Harry. I finally get a look at his pale white bubble butt. It looked so edible I had to bury my tongue in his open, cum filled hole. the taste of his hot ass filled with cum only fuels my desire to finally mount him. As I do, Harry says - "fuck me bare, but remember no cumming in me. I am not poz and trying to stay that way." I am so turned on I agree and fully intend to honour his wishes. I am beginning to think there could be more for us, so I do not want to just use Harry as a fuck. He was also the first neg bottom I had played with since finding out I was poz. I did not need much lube for my Prince Albert to slide in the opening my ex had left for me. Harry moaned as I slowly pushed into him. The load of cum my ex left was lubing the sides of my cock. Harry may have been fucked by my ex but I am 7" long and quite a bit thicker than him so he moaned as I stretched him open. Since I mostly bottom myself and he was the tightest hole I ever pumped into, I realized it would not be long for me to toss a load. I took a deep breath and slowly pumped back and forth. I leaned forward and starting licking and kissing Harry's lips and tongue. He was responding to my tongue's advances with the same hunger I had for him. I kept thinking about how hot he felt on my cock. Harry was pushing back into me HARD. HE was grinding my pole deeper into him. I started pounding HARDER. This hot boy was rubbing my sides and butt with his hands as I pummelled his sweet ass. I could feel my cum load welling up in my balls. By now, my balls needed to explode. I was literally a second from exploding. I had to pull out right now, but at the same moment I was pulling out Harry's legs and hands had wrapped around me too tight for me to get out in time. My entire body and cock convulsed in unison as my poz load rocketed into his ass. It was not only exciting and relieving to pump my load out, but also I was panicking about pozzing this boys ass. At the same moment I was cumming, Harry`s hole tightened. I could feel his whole body shake as he shot his load onto the sheets beneath us. As our orgasms were waning as he released his grip on me. I slowly started to draw my cock from his ass. When my pa popped out I saw a dark drop hit the white comforter. We were SO spent from the amazing sex, the copious amounts of wine, and the late night that we fell asleep cuddling with one another. When we finally woke late the next morning , we smile and kissed each other. I asked him - ``why did you hold onto me so I could not pull out as I unloaded my poz cum. He explained - ``It was not planned. As I was about to get off I had hung onto you so I could get off. I did not realize until you were cumming it was going into me.`` He looked at me with a sparkle in his bright blue eyes. I smiled back and suggested we shower together. As I got up to leave, I looked down at the comforter to see a mix of blood and wine. Again, I wondered what had I done. I was newly poz and he was neg. I joined him in the shower. I told him how I wondered if it was ok what we had just done. There was a good chance he could now be poz. He smiled with his blue eyes and kissed me again. After seeing his eyes, I never worried or asked again. I was right. He ended up being more than just a fuck. We have been together for seven years now. We never talked about pulling out again and yes my new bf found out 4 months later he was poz too.

I've lived in Las Vegas for nearly 20 years. For a sex pig like me there's no better place on earth to live than here in Sin City. We have dozens of ABS's with very active video arcades and xxx theaters scattered throughout the valley, as well as two bathhouses. So, I'm normally able to satisfy my lust for cock and cum at one or another of these establishments, but, sometimes I'm just in the mood to be a total cumslut. On such an occasion I usually will check into a cheap motel/hotel hear the strip hotels, post on craigslist and some of the other gay porn sites, announcing that I'm there and hosting. And hopefully get some hot, anonymous loads as a consequence. I did just that a few weeks ago. I got a cheap room at a rather sleazy hotel that was just across the freeway from one of the busiest area of the Las Vegas Strip. So, it has quick access for the locals to reach from the freeway. And tourists staying on the south end of the strip can also easily reach my hotel, with or without a car. This hotel has free, easy parking right near the rooms. So, if the guy has a car, he can drive up, load my ass and he's back in his car and home to his wife very quickly. A definite advantage for the local guy, versus his trying to get in and out of one of the huge strip hotels. This particular hotel also has a huge truck parking area for the overnight parking of semi trucks, with shower facilities for the drivers. So, each night, close to 100+ big rigs are parked next door to the hotel. Making it an easy spot for those horny 18 wheelers to get their rocks off. I checked into this hotel around 9pm. I quickly posted ads on Craigslist and some other web sites, including BBRT. Then I got my room set up. Placing lube, poppers and tissues on both night stands and the desk. So that lube and poppers would be close at hand for the guys. I also placed some condoms in the drawers of both nightstands, just in case a guy insisted on using them. But, my intension was to take raw cock and loads. I didn't want the condoms in sight, making the guys think I preferred covered. Cause I didn't. I want it raw. I douched and showered, then checked to see if I had any hits from my internet posts. Sure enough, I had several replies from my Craigslist ad. As well as several replies from my BBRT, Manhunt, A4A and Squirt posts. I quickly replied to them all. Giving them my hotel address and room number. I told each of the guys that the door would be unlocked. I'd be ass up, face down in the darkened room. And that my hole was at their disposal. I took the plastic 'do not disturb' sign and using duct tape, I taped it across the door lock. Making it so that all they had to do was push on the door to enter my room. I rechecked my computer to see if there were more replies. There were several more, so I quickly replied to them with the same info, informing them of the same instructions. One of the replies was from a trucker that was parked next door. He said he'd be over as soon as he got my room number. I turned off all the lights in the room. Leaving only a small night-light that I had brought, turned on in the bathroom. This gave the room just enough light that the guy could find me on the edge of the bed. But gave the darkness for a totally anonymous encounter. Then I lubed up my ass, grabbed one of the fresh bottle of poppers and assumed the position of ass up, face down on the edge of the bed, burying my face in the pillow and waited for the first guy to arrive. In just a couple of minutes, I heard the door push open and close. I took a couple of hits from the poppers as I heard him kick off his shoes, unzip and remove his pants. Then I felt his finger explore my asshole. Feeling that my ass was already lubed, he quickly put his already hard cock up to my hole. Rubbing his cockhead on it for a few moments, before finally pushing up inside me. I took another big sniff of poppers as he started to slide in and out of me. He'd pull nearly all the way out of me, then slam deep up inside me with each thrust. He felt like he had 6 or 7 inches. But not overly thick. But he did have a large, mushroom cockhead. I was really loving the feel of his cockhead as it almost pulled out, but then plunged back into me, harder and deeper with each thrust. About 5 minutes into this, I heard the door open and close again. Clothes were being discarded and I heard this new guys footsteps as he moved to the opposite side of the bed. He picked up the bottle of poppers that I had left on that nightstand. I could hear him remove the lid and take a couple of hits from the bottle. I then felt him kneel on the bed in front of me. For the first time I lifted my head from the pillow and could see the dim view of this second guys cock right in front of me. I pulled myself up and he slid his cock into my mouth. I was in heaven. This is just what I wanted. A cock in my ass and one in my mouth at the same time. The trucker in my ass was obviously turned on by having another horny guy using me. The trucker really started to pound my hole even harder. He was grunting now as he slammed into me. He grabbed me around my waist and slammed one last time into me. Letting out a load groan as he held his cock deep inside me and filled my gut with his load. Then he pulled out. I heard him tell the guy in my mouth to change positions with him. The guy in my mouth pulled out and the exchange was made. I now had the truckers cum covered cock in my mouth. While the 2nd guy was slipping his cock up inside me. Once my mouth had cleaned off the trucker's cock and he had softened, he pulled out and dressed. Leaving my room as the 2nd guy continued to fuck me. The 2nd guy didn't take long to reach his own orgasm. He also let out a loud groan. Slammed deep inside me and fed my ass it's 2nd load of the night. He pulled out. I heard him wiping his cock off with the tissues and put his pants back on and left. I wondered if any of the other guys would actually show up? You never know with internet hookups. But I didn't need to worry. Just a few minutes later, I heard a soft knock on my door and heard the door open and close once again. The guy said, "Word's out in the trucker's shower that there's a hot hole needing some dick". "You've found it. Do you want sloppy 3rds?" I said. I heard him unzip and he pressed his already hard cock to my hole. He wasted no time in pushing up into me and quickly beginning to pump. His cock felt much longer and thicker than the other two guys. I could feel his cold zipper grind against my ass cheeks as he pumped into me. Thankfully, the other two guys had loosened my ass up a bit. But I still needed to take a deep hit of poppers to be able to take this big, thick one all the way inside me. Then the door opened again. The familiar sounds of clothes being removed was heard. Then the door opened again. There were now 3 guys in my room. Yeah..!!! This is what I wanted. The horny trucker fucked me for a few minutes, then I heard one of the guys say, "Let me try that ass. The trucker's cock slid out. And another cock slipped up in me. I head the trucker and the other guy stroking their cocks as they watched this 2nd guy fuck me. A few minutes later, the 3rd guy, in a thick Mexican accent said "My turn". Again, one cock slid out of me and the Latino guy slid up into me. For the next half hour or more, it was a steady rotation of these 3 cocks taking turns, tagging my hole. One by one these 3 guys would finally reach the point where they couldn't hold off any longer. And would fill my ass with their loads. Each would cum. Clean their cocks off and leave. Finally as the last of these guys left, the latino, I collapsed onto the bed, my legs trembling from being in that kneeling position on the edge of the bed so long. I finally got up to check messages on my computer again. Of the 8 initial replies that I got, 5 had already shown up and fucked me. A pretty good turn out, I felt. There were 8 new replies. So I quickly replied to them as well. Then stepped into the bathroom to take a piss. Just as I stepped back into the bedroom area, I saw the door open again. From the light coming in from the parking lot, I could faintly see a very tall, muscular black man in his late 40's stepping into my room. "You the faggot that needs to be fucked?" he said. "Yup", I said as I stepped towards him. He was unzipping as I grabbed my poppers and took a hit. "Suck it, Fag", he said as he took the poppers from my hand and took a hit. I knelt in front of him and undid his belt and unzipped his fly. He handed the bottle back to me as I leaned forward and took his ample, but flaccid dick into my mouth. "You like str8, black dick, Fag?" "Umm hum" I moaned as his cock was filling my mouth. I fondled his low hanging balls as his cock began to harden in my mouth. He quickly grew to about 8 inches of rock hard dick. "Eat my ass, Fag", he said as he pulled his now hard cock from my mouth and turned around. Lowering his jeans to the floor, he leaned over the bed and showed his ass to me. I put my face up to his crack and took a whiff of the manscent of his hole. Then spread his ass cheeks and licked his puckered hole. His moan let me know he was liking it. I licked and poked his hole for several minutes with my tongue. Then he stood, told me to get on the bed, as he stripped completely. He took the bottle of lube I had on the night stand and squeezed some onto his cock. His 8 or more inches were rock hard and very thick. Even though my ass was well lubed with the 5 loads I already had in me, I asked him to lube me up. I was going to need all the lube I could get to accommodate his bbc. As he lubed me, I took another hit of poppers. He climbed up behind me on the bed, and pushed his bbc deep inside me in one quick motion. It was so large, I let out a gasp in pain. "Am I hurting you, you little whore?" he said as he continued to slam into me. I didn't reply, but just took another hit of poppers. This big, muscular black stud was really getting into my ass. He was making a very loud smacking sound as his cock slammed repeatedly into me. His thrusts were so hard, that I was grunting as the breath escaped me with his pounding. "Fuckin' whore", "Fuckin' pig", he'd grunt as he pounded my ass. Finally, after about 10 minutes of steady assault, he slammed deep inside and growled as he unloaded in me. I could feel his bbc throbbing as he emptied his balls into my ass. He pulled out of me with almost the sound of a plunger being pulled from a drain. "Nice piece of ass, queer boy. Good job", he said as he started to dress. I just laid there, collapsed on the bed, trying to catch my breath from that last anal assault. Perhaps 20 minutes went by, and I was thinking that perhaps that was going to be it for the evening. I'd taken 6 loads and really was feeling exhausted from that last hard fuck from the black guy. Just as I was thinking I should lock the door and go to bed, the door opened again. And this time two young guys entered. Both in their early 20's. Two good looking, buff and obviously a little drunk college age kids. I looked at the clock. It was a little after midnight. "You still up for dick? Ready to get two str8 guys?" one of the guys said. "He better be" the other guy said. "I didn't walk all the way here from Luxor, not to get my rocks off". "Hell, yeah. I'll do you", I replied, as they both took off their pants. One of the guys pulled his cell phone from his pants pockets and dialed, as the first guy started to rub my ass. "Get over here. Room 645. This guy's still taking loads. Bring Rick if he's with you". "Who were you talking to" I asked? "A couple of our buddies. You can service a few more str8 drunks, can't you?" he chuckled. "Fuck, yeah", I replied. The first guy slipped his cock up into me. As the 2nd guy moved his cock to my face. Once again, I had a cock in both ends. They took turns fucking my hole and mouth for about 15 mins. Then the door opened again, and their two buddies entered the room. I could hear some muffled laughter and whispering as the two new guys undressed. I was nervous with 4 young, slightly drunk, straight, strangers in my room. What if they decided to beat up this fag that was servicing them? But, I needn't have worried. They were just 4 horny, str8 college kids, out for a night on the town in Vegas and needing a hot hole to get them off. For the next hour the 4 kids took turns in my ass and mouth. 3 of them left their loads in my ass. And one of them came while I was sucking them. By the time they left, I had 9 loads in my ass. And one that had been fed to me, down my cock hungry throat. I was exhausted and thought I was ready to call it a night, when once again the door opened. In walked a young black kid in his mid 20's. "Hey, Daddy, I just walked over from the MGM. It's still hot outside. Mind if I take a quick shower before I fuck you" he asked? "Sure, I replied. He took off his clothes and stepped into the bathroom to shower. Once again the door opened. This time a kind of scruffy looking guy in his late 50's walks in. "You still fucking", he asked? "Yup", I replied. "Cool. I've been horny all day. Just drove my rig from San Diego. Could use a warm hole to unload in", he said as he undressed. I got onto my knees in front of him and took a whiff of his crotch. He was kink of funky smelling from his 7 hours on the road. But his manscent was like a sniff of poppers to me. Made me even hornier to bury my face in his hairy, sweaty crotch. I slipped this truckers 6", flaccid, uncut cock into my mouth and sucked on the foreskin. The taste of some day old precum was filling the folds of his foreskin. It tasted both sweet and funky at the same time. As I began to suck this trucker, his cock was hardening in my mouth. I heard the shower turn off, and the young black kid came back into the bedroom area. He had heard action in the bedroom and hadn't even bothered to towel dry. He was dripping wet as he stepped up next to the trucker. I could see his 8", rockhard, bbc standing straight up, just inches from my face. I moved my mouth to his young cock and sucked on it. Then I got up on the bed. Kneeling on the edge of it. My ass in the air. The young black kid bend down and licked my hole. "Damn!", he said. You've got a tasty, cum filled ass, Daddy"! As he slipped his tongue up inside me. He licked my hole for a few minutes, then stood up and slid his cock into me. The trucker knelt in front of me, then backed his ass up to my mouth. He spread his ass cheeks and told me to eat his hole. I licked his hole as he squirmed his ass on my face. The sight of this must have really turned the black kid on. He only fucked me for a few minutes before he slammed up into me and let out a groan. I could feel him convulse as he emptied his load into me. As he pulled out and dressed, the trucker moved behind me and slid himself into me. Likewise, it didn't take him long to fill my ass with another load. By the time these two guys left my room, I knew I couldn't take any more. My legs were shaking, and cum was dripping from my ass. I removed the duct tape from the door. Shut and locked it and laid down on the bed. I heard the door handle jiggle as I pulled the covers over myself. Then a knock on the door. I have no idea who was wanting to come in? But I just didn't have the energy for one more load. The clock on the bed stand said 2:30am. I woke up again at 3:15am to the sound of more knocking on my door. But, I rolled over and fell back to sleep. I'd reached my limit for the night. I didn't have the energy to take one more load. I woke up the next morning to find my mattress soaked with the cum of 11 loads of cum, that had leaked from my ass as I slept. As always, it can be hit or miss when I set up these cumwhore, hotel adventures. But this was one of the better ones. I was a little sore the next day. But well worth it. God, I love living in Las Vegas..!!!!

This morning around 10:00 I went to my favorite bookstore here in Vegas called A-action bookstore, which is downtown near the strip. As I was crossing the street to enter the store I saw a guy driving a Maxima who passed me really slowly. I could tell he was checking me out. Upon entering the store, which is very sleazy, I went to the counter to pay for two hours, and as I was standing there the guy from the Maxima entered the store. He was wearing athletic shorts and a muscle shirt, and looked to be Latino, but I wasn't sure. As I said, the place is very sleazy: there are glory holes in every booth which have half doors for privacy (but they don't lock). I entered a booth and the guy entered the adjoining booth. I dropped my pants and positioned my ass up to the glory hole. At first the guy didn't do anything but stare, I turned around and motioned for his cock, which was about 7.5 inches and uncut. He slid himself through the glory hole and I sucked him until he got hard. Then I turned around and aimed his cock towards my lubed hole. He withdrew his cock from the glory hole and I heard the sound of him tear open a condom wrapper. Although the use of a condom was definitely a bummer, I let him fuck me, and he came after about five minutes. Then he withdrew from my ass, removed the condom, exited the booth, walked around a bit and then left. Shortly afterwards a white guy, perhaps in his late 30s or early 40s, entered the bookstore and wandered to the booths in the rear of the store. He walked up and down the hallway, checking each of the booths, and then came back up to the front where I was standing in the hallway, and entered a booth in my vicinity. I entered the booth which adjoined his, and gestured for him to slide his cock through the glory hole, which he immediately did. He was about seven inches in length cut and had shaved his cock an balls. I sucked him until he was hard then I turned around and guided his cock into my warm hole. He slid all the way in until I felt his ball sac hit my ass. He immediately began pumping, fucking me for about ten minutes, only to withdraw from my ass without any signal, so I turned around a looked through the glory hole to see him blowing his load in the corner of the booth. A string of cum was dripping from his cock so I slid my tongue through the glory hole and he let me lick the cum off his cock. The next guy I played with I began by talking to on Scruff. He lived nearby, was 52 years old, white, 6'1", muscular and very sexy. He also said he liked anonymous loads at bookstores. When I told him I had just been fucked, he sent me his nude pics, telling me to stick around, that he was on his way. He also told me he was a heavy cummer. Although I had never actually sent him any pictures of me, sure enough he arrived about some ten minutes later, wearing black athletic shorts and a muscle shirt. I might add he was much hotter in person than his photographs suggested. I entered a booth and he entered the adjoining booth. His cock was just right, at about seven inches, cut and thin. I got him hard and then guided his cock into my warm hole. He fucked me for about ten minutes then withdrew. Initially I thought he wanted me to suck him, but as I began to reposition myself to do so, he motioned me to turn around and put my ass back on the glory hole. Once I was in position he fingered my hole as he jacked his cock. After a few moments he hurriedly shoved himself back in my hole, grunted and thrusting into me about three times. When he withdrew he left the booth, disappeared into the mensroom (presumably to clean himself up), and upon exiting the restroom left the store without another word. My biggest surprise of all was a skinny young black guy who came into the bookstore, paid the fee, and then made his way to the booths, walking the length of the hallway. At this point I was the only guy back, although I think a couple of guys were in the theater. Anyhow, the guy was (I think) in his early twenties, and was wearing shorts which were sagging around his ass. He entered a booth, so I opened the door of the adjoining booth, only to see his semi-hard cock was already sticking through the glory hole. Naturally I began sucking him, and quickly realized he was in the range of eleven to twelve inches in length, thick, and cut. From my first impressions, I honestly would never have thought he was so well hung. Once he was fully hard I guided his cock into my hole. He entered with one smooth thrust as I had been fucked three times in rapid order, and the last two guys had cum in me, so I took him with no problem. I also didn't know if he would pull out or try to put on a condom, but no, he fucked me like the young buck he was, taking long thrusting strokes into my hole, then withdrawing all the way until just his cock head was in my body. The partitions between the booths are thin so ever time he thrust, the wall would shift a bit, so I had to cling onto the chair in my booth to stabilize myself as I pushed back on his big cock. He fucked me for about five minutes. Then I heard him moan as his his big cock thrust into my hole, blowing his load into my ass. It felt so fuckin' good. So, I was fucked by four guys, the last two of whom actually bred me. I took my phone out for the last 55 seconds and filmed the last guy. If you you turn the volume you can hear him moaning as he came, then when he pulled his cock out some cum plopped onto the floor. I went into the bathroom and pushed the two loads out. Then I left the bookstore, ran some errands, getting home about two hours later, at which time I pushed out the rest of the load. There was a lot. And to think I had thought it had all come out at the bookstore. I really hope the video uploads.

Hand and blowjobs can equal "we didn't fuck" but rimming and fingering, why wouldn't you. In my book, that means the ass was clean and ready for a fuck. Only reason not to proceed is if they insisted on condoms and no one had any.

Michaels hard cock was scratched and red, grinding into the dirt and leaves. Every few seconds Chris would slam his cock as far as he could into the tired boy, slowly sliding his body across the rough dirt. With each thrust Michael felt himself about to blow his own load, until he felt the scraping ground on his cock and chest which snapped him out of his pleasure. The drugs Michael had been given were in full force now and he was higher than he had been before. He’d messed around with chems a little, but not to this extent and Chris was taking full advantage of his new chem slut. Fucking him into the dirt for 30 minutes. As he felt himself about to come he contemplated if he should now or wait. The boys whimpers as he slid his thick cock in and out of the wrecked cunt gave him his answer as he felt his body tense. Slamming his hand down on the back of the boys neck and digging into his flesh, Chris grunted and pushed his cock into the fuck hole as it pulsed cum into the boys guts. The whore bit it’s lip, and pushed its pussy back, savouring the end of the rape like fuck it had just been given before the cock was ripped from his worn pussy and his head yanked back. “Look at it” The whore stared at the semi hard cock covered in white and red, knowing his hole must be ruined. Chris said nothing but pressed the cock against the whore’s lips. Once it was properly clean he lifted the tweaked boy up and put his hand on the throat of the tweaked slut. “Want more?” The whore’s face and torso were scratched and covered in dirt, the boy looked at the ground in shame. “Look at me slut.” The boy looked up into those brown eyes again. “This is what you are. – Move” And with that the boy was being pulled forward by the neck, nude, his clothes, wallet and phone with his Master, as he stepped into lights and towards a jeep. Chris opened the door and pushed the boy into the back after laying a towel down across the seat. The boy, high and exhausted, laid silently as the car drove. The boy awoke in a shower, on the ground, water spraying on him. He was groggy and his head hurt. He looked around him and saw he was in a bathroom, a toilet, a shower, sink, all white tiled. He knew this must be Chris’ place. He wondered how long he had been passed out under the torrent of warm water. He stood and went to turn the tap off, noticing his hands were tied in front of him, he studied the red stripes and marks along his wrist from the constant restraint. With effort he managed to turn the handle and stop the water. He stepped onto the cold tile and took a towel off of the floor. Again with difficulty he tried drying himself. The door opened and his Master walked in, took the towel and began to dry him. Paying special attention to the boys hair, and almost rubbing the cuts on the boys chest harder than needed. When Michael was dry, he was taken into a large room, on one wall was a table, with toys, cameras, a computer and other items. In the centre of the room was a mattress on the floor. Michael guessed it was a bedroom but aside from the table and mattress, it was bare. He shivered as he looked over the toys and the mattress, knowing he was about to be used. Chris handed the boy a bottle of orange liquid and told him to drink. “What is it?” The boy finished his question only to feel the back of his Masters hand crash into the left side of his face. “I said drink. Not ask me a question.” Michael took a sip and Chris grabbed the bottle and held it to the boy’s mouth until it understood and drank it all. “Good slut. Now sit in the middle of the mattress.” Michael stepped onto the mattress, which he could now see was stained a little but nothing major, he sat cross legged in the centre. Chris moved to the table, and back, holding a camera pointing it at the boy. “Now slut, you can ask not to be filmed but it won’t change anything, so you might as well comply.” Michael nodded. “How many men have you engaged with sexually in the last 12 hours?” Michael stared at the camera confused and muttered “3” looking down as he said it. “And you were receptive?” “Yes.” Michael answered. “Were any of the encounters unprotected?” Michael hesitated before acknowledging that “Yes, all three Sir” “Did you request any to wear a condom?” Chris smirked as he asked the question. “No sir” “Why?” Michael paused. He didn’t know what to say.. He stammered “I... I was too horny.. I wanted their cum." “Were any of them HIV Positive, or infected with anything else?” “Ye sir, they were positive… I, I don’t know about anything else.” Chris had the boy. He turned and put the camera on the tripod. “You’re a whore aren’t you boy?” Chris could see the T laced Gatorade was kicking in and the boy was sweating a little. “I’m going to own you boy, and destroy you like you want. That starts now.” Chris walked to leave the room, leaving the boy sitting in front of the camera as it slowly lost it’s head in the drugs. As well as playing the recording live to a few fucked up websites, Chris had it playing on the TV of the living room/waiting room. He took his laptop and began working while off and on replying to messages of guys looking to use the whore. All the adverts were the same. ‘Don’t kill him, but other than that enjoy.’ It wasn’t long before the first guest arrived and was entering the room. The boy was visibly fucked out of his mind and was so eager to suck the strangers cock it almost made Chris proud. Before long though the man, wearing a ski mask, got down to what he came to do. He kicked the boy hard in the side, pushing it down on the ground and forced one of the toys up the whore’s cunt, dry. Michael screamed and rolled to his side, winded and terrified. This had changed so quickly. His cunt was assaulted with the dry thick dildo, before the stranger pulled it out and replaced it with his cock. Chris would intermittently watch the show; men raping Michael, beating him, Michael begging. He kept headphones on so he didn’t hear the screams, even asked one of the John’s to gag the whore if he was going to be rough. The guys waiting for their turn, sat around in the room beating off and watching the whore be used. They were each offered a ski mask before entering, and when they were done – Chris would check the camera to see that the whore was still functioning, collect the $60 and nod for the next guy to enter. A couple of times Chris walked into the room and gave the whore another drink to keep it flying. Each time the boy would beg him for it to stop before Chris would slip a finger in it’s cunt, put it to it’s lips and tell it what a good whore it was being. The boy sat staring at it’s master, sucking the cum off of his finger before falling face down again and presenting his cunt, hoping the next man would just want to fuck him and not beat him. 12 men fucked him in a row over 18 hours. The Whore was so filled with drugs and cum it was passing out. It awoke, not for the first time, with a cock in it’s cunt, but this time, with 3 others in the room. Each of the men were average at best, and he couldn’t see the one filling him. One of the men walked over to the boy and put his cock on the sluts lips. Wiping his pre-cum on them before sliding it in it’s mouth. “We’ve all got gifts for you. Each one of us something special to give you.” The boy sucked as tears welled in his eyes. “Your Master asked us to come over and showed us the video of you talking about the toxic cock you let in you. He told us we needed to make you sick. That you deserved it. Is that right Michael?” He sounded insulting and teasing as he said it, the boy sucking on his cock as he said these nasty things, Michael was disgusted. But he was more disgusted that he was still sucking on the mans cock, the mans diseased cock, he didn’t stop. The cock in his hole pulled to the tip, and slid back in, making the whore moan. The cock was removed from his mouth and a camera placed at his face. “Fuck you’re disgusting. Is this really all your worth? Is that right you piece of fucking trash?” The boy whimpered into the camera and nodded, tears welling in his eyes half moaning half sobbing as the cock withdrew from his ruined cunt. WHACK the boys back was caned, leaving a bright red welt. “I SAID IS THAT WHAT YOU FUCKIN DESERVE? TO BE FILLED WITH DISEASE AND RUINED?” Michael whimpered, he was crying. “Yes sir" The cock slid in his cunt again and he moaned. The camera caught the moment the whore gave in completely. Disgusted with itself, shamed but still moaning and whimpering while it's pussy was filled.

Looking forward to this breaking of Kev's sex party cherry! Lots of poz cum flowing!

So this is the crucial bit of information. You have a choice to make. Like Mick Jagger said, you can't always get what you want. So what is important to you? Sex with strangers or your relationship? Because I'll tell you this right now: you can't have both. Not indefinitely. Sooner or later something will happen that will give you away. Your online profile will turn up. You'll catch an STD. You'll run into a trick with your bf somewhere. Your manner will change because you're lying. Something will go wrong. It always does. I will tell you this. That cheatingjock guy up there? Yeah, I'd probably fuck him. But I wouldn't want to date him. Because I'd know he wasn't trustworthy. If you decide to go ahead and fuck around behind your partner's back, you put more than the relationship on the line. What is your personal word and honor worth to you? If those things don't matter much to you, if you're willing to lie and cheat and sneak just to get a little action on the side, then you're not much of a man. Yes, being men, it's really hard to limit ourselves. Yes, being gay, we have much greater opportunities for sex. That's all well and good. But none of that means that we don't have integrity. Don't sell yourself out with this.

Both of these posts are good advice. Only you can decide if you're ready to deal with the reality of being poz. Sure it's a hot fantasy but the reality is not for everyone. Think about it and then decide which outcome you really want. Do you want to have hot bareback sex but remain neg? Then choose the PrEP option to minimize your risk. Or, do you really want to become poz and are you ready to handle any complications that may come along? Then got for it. It's up to you to decide. As far as how to go about making that fist time happen, there are plenty of websites and apps were you can create a profile and state your interests. Be honest that you're looking for your first time as most tops's expect the bottom to be experienced and don't want to deal with breaking in a first timer. Others however will be willing to help introduce a newbie to the experience of hot man sex. If you conceal your inexperience your liable to get more that you bargained for (or can handle) your first time out. Sex between like minded men should be pleasurable for both the top and bottom and if you have a bad first time experience it might turn you off and prevent you from exploring your desires to the fullest. Good luck in fulfilling your desires on whatever path you choose. Took me a long time to come to terms with the fact that I was born to serve a another man's sexual needs but once I came to terms with it I haven't looked back.

My last load was about an hour ago. Met up with this super cute top with a huge BBC. His cock was super thick, I had doubts about taking it. We started out with swapping bjs, then he rimmed me and opened me up. We both took a lot of popper hits. I was able to relax enough for him to slide it right in raw. He went at it for almost 2 hours. Best fuck I ever had to this date even though I am so sore and can barely sit. He asked me where I want it and I told him to dump it as deep as he could. Afterwards, he gave me an amazing bj in which he swallowed. I am hoping we have a repeat again.

Give us more. Please.

My last load was a repeat session ( our third) with my m8 Russ. After a good snog and some dirty breeding chat he gave my arse a good rimming and my cock a good suck before getting on his hands and knees arse in the air so I could fuck my raw cock into him. Caprured my fuck on video and eventually I shot a big several day load deep into him. He pushed a bit out for the camera and the I ate some more spunk out to snogg with him. The rest stayed in as lube for another guy later in the day. Just uploaded the fuck to my cumjunkie's sleaze hole tumblr site....

LOVE swallow cum from others, but find it hard to swallow my own, after I orgasm! The exception being when I mix our cum together and then eat boths loads! That is a huge turnon! My partner loves to watch me slurp up his loads! And I try to get him to save and freeze it from his solo JO, but he seems embarrassed to do that but I love to have some around, when he's not home to swallow or use as lube on my dildo! I have mastered the ability to leak a large amount of cum, without Orgasm, then I can swallow it and keep jacking! but that takes a few hours of edging to not too many occasions I can do that!

If I'm getting fucked and other guys are watching I will make eye contact and probably open my mouth so they know i'm interested and give them a hole to use until the top fucking me has deposited. Or he can work it out with the other top who gets to fuck me. I'm easy, so as long as im getting used and loaded. ;-)

Just found this story for the first time. So damn hot and twisted! 1981Virginia, all of your stories are always so frigging hot and this one doesn't disappoint! One of my favorites of all the ones you've written!

http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/Sharing-Connections-29443811 Would have loved to be the guy being bred in this one

Been awhile since this was originally posted, but I'm in Lafayette for grad school for the next couple years. Used to live in Indy and make it down there fairly often.

#4 is a lie. You know you love it.

This is so bloody hot dude... I can't wait for more.... loveing it

Sure. Bring a gym bag for your clothes you want to keep dry--there is a coat check. Bring a towel. Some guys bring wet wipes. You can be naked or in a jock or whatever you want to get wet in. It is recommended that you have something on your feet. I wear my old combat boots, others do gym shoes, flip flops, etc...it is held in a back bar so the concrete floor can be cold. Drinks are covered by the admission price. Bring some tip money for the coat check and the bartender. There is usually a pool for those who like to wallow--but you can piss anywhere in the bar. I am bringing my sling for the back corner. It is a wide age range in those who attend. Piss seemed to be an older man's kink--porn is changing that--we have men from 28 to 70. I find it one of the most inclusive groups I play with--we want guys to have a great time. I am guessing you found the website to let them know you are coming. I am there for the entire 4 hours. How much fucking depends on who shows up--as is the case with any venue.

Would fucking love to go to sex party there. Take as many loads as possible, not knowing if the cock pumping my fuck hole is poz or not.

Part 3 As Seth was reaching his eminent orgasm I was getting Randy nice and hard. I figured he'd fuck me next. The question in my mind was do I let him bareback me as Seth already has. What happened next took me totally by surprise. As Randy began to feed me his cock he said to Seth "Is he as hot of a fuck as I thought he would be?" Seth let Randy know that I was a hotter fuck then he imagined and I was primed for more raw cock. Seth then pulled his softening cock from my hole. As Randy was ready to take his place he asked if Seth had a prepared point for him to use. I wasn't sure what they were talking about until I saw Seth handed Randy a syringe. Seth asked me if I'd like to try a point. I was totally clueless by this point and my head seemed a little foggy (for some strange reason). Randy, who had me pinned to the bed with his hard cock already lodged inside me, answered for me in the affirmative. I could barely see as Seth approached my right side. I could feel a tight strap on my upper arm as I asked what were they doing. Seth and Randy were talking like I wasn't in the room as he told his roommate that he had already snaked a few good shard and his Tina covered cock inside me earlier. I then felt a coolness on my arm followed by a slight pinch. Then the tight strap on my arm was removed and my entire world changed. I had a strange taste in the back of my mouth and began to cough out hard as Randy let up on the force he was using to hold me down to the bed. Then I watched as they both injected something (probably the same stuff I was just given) into their arms. Each guy coughed out (not as hard or as many times as I had) as I swear I felt Randy's cock grow inside me). Randy said he loved being inside a dudes ass when he slams before doing his own slam and that I was in for a good fucking and probably a couple loads before he'd pull out. By this point the only thing on my mind was getting fuck by him and anyone else I could find. Randy then set about to do exactly as he described as Seth left the room leaving the door open for anyone to see the action. My attention returned to Randy and his cock fucking my hungry hole. Suddenly I was made aware of a small crowd that began to gather at the door. It was a turn on to be watched as Randy began to add his own load to what Seth had already deposited. Like his roommate he never let up until he gave a total of 3 loads before pulling out. Before someone else could mount me Seth returned to announce that the sling was open and being held for me.

My first time was not planned. Guy came over very late one night, we'd been chatting online and both fucking horny and needing to blow before bed. We both said we always played safe, so it sounded perfect and I invited him over. It was supposed to be a quick fuck so I didn't bother inviting him any further than the living room. He had a very nice thick piece of meat, so I sucked him for a while, but I was thinking ahead, so I had left condoms and lube on a table off to the side, but also already had a plug up my ass. He slipped the plug out of me and just entered me, without raising a question about the condoms and I didn't protest. I'd been wanting to try bare for a long time but always chickened out. He fucked for a little while and it really filled my hole, and then he pulled out saying he was close and asked "Do you want me to finish?" "Fuck yes," I told him, so he just slid back in and bred me. Only after did I realize that he was asking me if I wanted him to cum in me, but what was done was done. I probably panicked for about a minute, and then spent the next several days insanely horny and hungry for more. After that, bareback was not a choice - it was a requirement.

If no lube is available, I eat ass, then ram my dick in. Works every time. Guys fucking me do the same. I tried being fucked with an unlubed ass, it hurt like hell, then it got easier. Cum acts as natural lubricant. After the first cumshot, I was good to go. Read1

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?

I had a top chloroform me.. that was a blast.

I suppose in real numbers about half of my fucking is with guys I know. That makes for a pretty good number of times a fully unknown cock pierces my ass. I have great enjoyment in fucking with the guys I know. There is something nice about knowing what to expect and feeling a familiar dick go deep in my hole. Those times are more relaxed and laid back....just great sex between two guys who know each other. But I have to admit that for true turn on potential, fucking with unknown cocks is the greatest. Not knowing what to expect, how good the guy is gonna be, how big a wand he is swinging all add to the allure of anonymous sex. When I was chasing, most of the cock was one on one...so I had some idea of the man behind the meat. But those few times I was able to get to a Cumunion, sauna or ABS were incredibly hot. It certainly helped my increase my appetite for strange cock. Having a balance between the two is good for me....but if it came done to only choosing one or the other, a life time of many cocks taken without seeing who is "driving" would seem to be a great choice. It would certainly be great sex.

3 loads taken and 1 given at Slammer LA. First load was from a guy who was into ass play almost fisted me, but ended up giving me his big load, felt him cumming. I gave him my number. Gave my load to guy who was sucking me off on the rafters we got a room and turns out he was vers too and had a really fat cock. We ended up breeding each other. 3rd was from a guy from a glory hole he didn't last long. Also got fucked by a guy I was sucking off. I wanted to fuck him too, but let him do his thing. Pretty big cock too. We gave each other our numbers I hope I see him again.

I would have taken to the load from the unknown donor without question...

I love the taste of cum, even my own. Whenever I jerk off I always eat my load. My cock makes a big load so there is plenty to eat.

I like to eat cum. Mine or any other guys.

Here's me swallowing my own cum, I love it. Hate to see it go to waste!

Drugged and Pozzed (Pt 1) Let me start off by introducing myself. I am Kyle MacIntyre. I am about 5'10”, 135 pounds with light brown hair and hazel eyes. I am in good shape since I played sports at my high school. I had just turned 18 and was living in the burbs of Chicago when all this happened. It was a long weekend and my parents were out of town and since my parents didn't like me having parties (with out neighbors they'd find out), some buddies of mine wanted to go into the city to hit some bars. We had fake ID's and thought it would be a good way to kill the weekend. At 9 pm Friday night we jumped into my friends car and headed down to Wrigleyville, the area around Wrigley Field (the Cubs ballpark). We went up and down the streets around the area and had no problem getting into any bar. As the night got late we heard of this dance place on Belmont called Berlin. We decided to check it out. As we paid our cover and headed in to check the place out. I needed to take a piss bad so as my buddies headed to the dance floor, I hit the john. When I came out I couldn't find them anywhere. I checked out the entire place when I stopped at the bar. Figured I'd grab a beer and wait to see if they found me. I stood at the bar and noticed this one guy sitting there looking at me. I just stood there and drank my beer. Then I noticed him getting up and he came over to me. He was a good size guy and looked to be in his early 20's. 6'2”, 190 pounds, black hair that was buzzed short. He was very muscular and looked like a bad ass. He held out his hand and introduced himself. 'Hi, I'm Jake. I noticed the guys you came in with. They chased out of here after a group of babes.' 'Hi Jake I'm Kyle. I guess I'll just text them and find out where they are headed.' I then grabbed my phone and noticed that the battery was dead. Now what was I to do. I had to either find them or a way back to the burbs. I guess I'll have to take the train from down town. Jake and I stood there chatted for a few minutes I told him about me, how I was hear with my buds and even let it slip that I was actually 18 and my parents were out of town till Tuesday. Jake Offered to buy me another beer and then all of a sudden I started to feel funny. Jake said I should get some air and we headed out side. We had started down the street when I passed out...... When I passed out Jake threw me over his shoulder and carried me. I don't know where he took me, but when we got there one of the guys who lives there opened the door and in we went. I was taken down to the basement and stripped. The guy who owned the house came in and spoke to Jake and the other guy, Adam. Adam was a little shorter and younger then Jake. His build was similar to mine. The guy who owned the house was named Will. He was in his 30's, 5'11”, 160 pounds with a shaved head. He told Jake and Adam to get me ready. I came to as they shoved a couple pills in my mouth and gave me something to drink and told me to swallow. I barely heard them say that the Viagra and ecstasy would take effect in a bit and to finish shaving him down. As I looked down I was in a sling with my wrist and ankles tied down so I could not get up. I was still a little groggy but could tall that my arms and legs were shaved smooth, and now my crotch was being shaved. I looked up at Jake and he looked down at me and said "Relax, you're going to be feeling real good soon." They finished shaving me down, damn I looked like I was 12 year old with no pubic hair. Then I was introduced to Adam as he walked over to Jake. Adam had a syringe in his hand and stuck it in Jake's arm. I am still a little groggy, but I was getting a little worried. Adam pulled it out of Jake's arm then stuck it in his. I looked at Jake and he was taking off his clothes and I noticed he had a hard on showing through his boxer briefs. I didn't notice Adam approach me with the same syringe he used on Jake and himself until he stuck it in my arm. I felt a rush and coughed. WOW was I feeling good. "What was that stuff?" I asked. All Adam said was, "Welcome to Ms. Tina." As Adam began to undress Jake walked up between my legs and stroked my hardening dick. He looked down at me and said 'I have first honors of welcoming you to our family.' With that he knelt down and I felt him licking my ass. It felt incredibly good with a tingle up my spine. Adam was now naked and he came over to my head, leaned down and kissed me. I had never kissed a guy before today, hell I was straight with a girlfriend before today, but now I was kissing a guy and enjoying it. Was it the drugs or the act I don't know and don't care cause it felt awesome. Adam stopped kissing me and I saw his hard dick at the level of my mouth. Adam looked down at me and said 'Time to learn how to suck some cock.' With that said he brought his cock near my mouth and I opened up with out hesitation. Slowly Adam worked his cock to the back of my mouth. Adam told me to breath through my nose to help if I felt like I was going to gag. As Adam's cock neared my throat I never felt the urge to gag. This seemed natural to me. As Adam's cock was entering my throat for the first time I felt a mouth on my hard, cock as a finger slid into my ass. WOW what a sensation. This was all feeling so incredible. Why hadn't I ever thought about sex with another guy before this was beyond my thoughts. The mouth was removed from my dick and I heard Jake says 'He's ready, he is way ready for this.' Adam pulled his cock out of my mouth and turned my head to see Jake as he lined up his cock at my ass and push in. OH MY GOD! This feels so good. Adam grabbed my head and pulled it back to his throbbing cock and again I was sucking his dick. Jake started off slowly fucking me, but in time he started to pound my hole. Adam began to hold the back of my head and I could hear him begin to breath heavier. I had an idea he was about to cum and for the first time I was not sure what to do, but Adam had already decided. He had a tight grip on my neck and head I was not going to be able to do anything other then take his cum in my mouth. Then is happened, Adam yelled out 'I'm cumming!' and I felt his cock shoot its load in my mouth. He looked down and simply said 'Swallow it all boy.' As Adam was finishing his orgasm, Jake was getting rougher on my ass. It felt like he was tearing it up some and a few minutes later Jake was breathing harder when he looked into my eyes and said 'Are you ready for me charged load?' I was a little confused not knowing what a charged load was, but all I could think to say was 'Yes, yes, yes, give me your charged load.' With that said he shouted out 'Take my poz seed boy, welcome to the family.' POZ SEED! Does that mean what I think it does? The world seem to be spinning around me. This all felt so strange, yet very, very good! All of a sudden I felt another stick in my arm, another warm feeling and a stronger couch then before and I was flying and all of a sudden didn't care. I wanted more.

Most guys reach puberty and 12/13. Once that testosterone starts flowing through their bodies they're sprouting boners throughout the day and night. They are at the age where semen is constantly accumulating and there is a physical need to release it. Virtually all boys after reaching puberty and throughout their teen years jerk off at least once a day and, more likely, multiple times. Even if they're shooting a few loads during the day, they still may have a nocturnal emission because the semen has built up enough in a few hours that it has to be released. I would say the age of consent for a boy should be 16. Give him a few years of playing with his cock and exploring every fantasy he might have. Give him a few years to let his mental maturity catch up with his physical maturity. If an adult forces himself on the boy without his consent, then it's rape and should be prosecuted as such. If the boy has been fantasizing about cock for a few years, once he reaches 16 and is now legal, he is going to go on a non-stop search for it. Most, whether or not they admit it, love finding a Daddy to teach them. They can get on their knees and slobber all over that fat Daddy meat and learn that their job is to service and worship Dad's cock until it explodes in the boy's mouth. And when they first get their holes played with and tongue fucked they quickly learn where cock should go. They'll start thinking only about sitting on cock and riding it as much as they can. Cock sucking will no longer be enough. Getting boned and bred will dominate the rest of their lives.

I reported my new card – and the total, twelve – to the dealer. “You are not in the lead,” he said, and I couldn’t help but offer up a bit of a smirk in return. “I’m not surprised.” He nodded, and said, “Continuing?” and I nodded back, then moved off to the side to get another glass of the bubbly water. My dick was still hard in my little diamond-marked briefs, and I noticed my hand was shaking as I took a sip. One thousand dollars. I took some deep breaths, drank some more water, and waited. The last two of the five other diamonds returned, and walked up to the dealer, one of them looking chagrined, the other pleased. Behind them, the two men in clubs spoke to each other, and then laughed. “And?” the host asked, a moment later, his voice loud across the room. I looked at him again, unable to help myself from noticing the dark hair across his wide chest, and the short athletic lace-ups that left nothing to the imagination definitely showed a full pouch in front. The man dressed as the dealer read from his little clipboard. “We have one player who have bust" and with that there was a rumble of laughter, snickering, and even a couple of cheers from among the men, and I saw the chagrined looking young diamond blush and look at the ground and bite his lip. Once the noise calmed down, the dealer continued, “and two more who are holding.” He looked at his clipboard again, being unnecessarily dramatic, I could tell, as my stomach tightened. “But no black-jacks.” I exhaled. Okay. There was me and one other diamond still here to play, and no one had broken twenty-one, which meant we all still had a chance to take home the pot. I only had twelve, but I also had a second hand. I tried not to consider how many men that meant I would be with before I finished that second hand, and finished the rest of my drink. The dealer gave the wheel a spin, but before it even stopped, he spoke again. “If the player who has bust and those who are holding will follow me,” he dealer said, “I will set you all up the waiting areas.” The three diamonds followed him – it struck me that the red-haired fellow who had held after his first card was already gone. There were only two of us diamonds remaining – me, and a tall and slim blond who was very handsome and didn’t seem to be remotely nervous. They left. The wheel clicked around slower and slower, then stopped on the hearts. “Okay,” the host said, in his deep voice. “Those of you in hearts who already were chosen by players in the first round, hang back.” This meant four of the men in the long cotton pants moved to stand beside the host. The host tapped the first heart on the shoulder – a short fire-plug of a man who was wide and bore some faded tattoos on his left arm, and he walked straight up to the blond, and leaned in to make his offer. The blond nodded once, and they didn’t even pause – they just left the room through the arch. I took a deep breath as the host tapped the next man and he approached me. He was fit and vascular – veins stood out on his forearms and I could tell he had strong legs given how tight the cotton pants were riding his thighs. As he got to my side, I realized he was probably older than he seemed – even behind his mask, I noticed the lines beside his eyes and the corner of his mouth. They weren’t obvious at first, but they were there – and there was a ghost of the presence of grey hair on his otherwise shaved head. He was a very well-preserved fifty-something, I figured. I held my breath as he leaned in to talk in my ear. “I like to eat a boy’s ass before I bugger it,” he said. “And after. And I like a boy to be very vocal about what I’m doing.” I swallowed. “You play safe?” I asked, also whispering. He regarded me, and the creases around his eyes deepened when he smiled. “I’ll add fifty to your pot if I don’t have to. You don’t need to worry about me,” he said, then added, moving closer to my ear until his breath tickled. “All you’re going to get from me is a well-buggered hole.” Fifty to my pot? I nodded. “Okay.” He led me through the arch. In our room, the older man closed the door – I felt a bit of relief at that, I had to admit, given how all the eyes of the remaining men had followed us through the arch. He crossed his veined arms over his chest, and smiled at me, asking “Does boy want to get naked for me?” Right. He liked boys who were verbal. “Yes, sir,” I said. “I want to be naked for you.” I pulled down my briefs, and my dick – it had never really completely softened – was once again on display. “Would you like me to turn around for you?” I asked, aiming for a shy and timid voice, which I hoped would be what he wanted. “Yes, I would,” he answered. I turned in a slow circle, maintaining my innocent pose and shy glance, and kept talking. “I hope you like me.” “I do, boy. I do.” “What would you like me to do now?” I asked. “I think you should come over here and help me get undressed, too.” I walked over to him, and my fingers shook a bit undoing the knot on his long cotton pants. When I pulled them down, I didn’t have to fake my chatter. “You have really strong legs,” I said, running my hands up and down his thick thighs. “And you’re... big.” He’d shaved his pubic hair and balls – again, I could see that the hair would be grey if he let it grow back from the ghost of stubble that remained – but the man had a large cock that was already mostly hard, and was already caught in a silver studded black leather cock ring. “Do you like big dicks?” he asked, his voice in a deeper, more intense tones. I nodded, then remembered he liked things verbal. “Yes. I like big dicks. And I like to suck dick a lot.” He made a little noise, and his fat dick shifted as he asked “Do you like having your ass eaten?” I bit my lip for just a second. “I do.” “You hesitated. Why?” The tone brooked no argument. It was obvious he assumed I’d answer, and honestly. “It makes me really horny,” I said, feeling my face heat up. It was true. Having someone eat my butt was pretty much the fastest way to get me going – maybe second to sucking dick, but sucking dick made me want to jerk off and get the guy off, so I could swallow it. Having a tongue inside me made me crazy for having a dick inside me. I looked again at the man’s fat cock, and swallowed. “Horny?” he asked, and again, his tone was clear: he wanted to hear more. “It makes me crazy for getting fucked,” I said. It came out in a rush, my voice trembling. Why was I admitting all this? One thousand dollars. “Get on the bed,” he said. “On your back.” I did as he ordered, feeling my stomach clench and unclench as I lay down. He got onto the bed, between my legs, and slid forward until his knees were pressing against my widely spread thighs. His hands were rough as he slid them under my legs, then he paused, and asked “You want me to eat your ass, boy?” “Yes, please,” I said, his even gaze making me extremely polite in some bizarre way. He raised one eyebrow, so I repeated my request “Please, eat my ass.” He lifted me, rocking me higher onto my back, and I reached out to grab the bed to keep myself from tipping to the right. He hoisted my legs high, and then leaned forward and took in a deep breath through his nose, barely an inch from my ass, now up near his face. I trembled. “You’ve been fucked already tonight, haven’t you, boy?” “Yes,” I said, shaking still. “What card did the guy who fucked you give you?” “Uh... Eight. Eight of clubs.” The man smiled. Once again, it struck me that behind his mask he could be fifty or more, but his fit, vascular body was definitely up to the task of holding my ass up in the air. Then thinking took a detour as he leaned forward and his tongue darted into my raised pucker. “Oh god!” I gasped, and then the noises I made after that were more or less just moans and groaning. He had a thick and hot tongue, and he knew how to bury it just right in my ass. His hands held my legs up, and the angle was perfect for him to slobber and lick and suck and even nibble at my pucker. I twisted, writhed, and continued to let out little whimpers and moans as my once-fucked ass was quite overwhelmed by the older man’s powerful tongue. He paused, and I lay there, panting for a second. “Speak up, boy,” he reminded me, and then he continued his tonguing. I could barely formulate complete thoughts, let alone words. What came out of my mouth was nearly a stream of consciousness. “Oh yes! Oh god, yes! I love that, oh that! You’re so good... oh my god I love it! Please! Oh god that feels good – that feels so fucking good! Please! Oh! Fuck!” I went on and on, barely registering what I was saying, looking up at the masked man’s face – his forehead visible above my balls and my cock – which was rock hard now and dripping onto my stomach from the awkward angle I was perched. His grip on my legs grew tighter as he buried his face deeper between my cheeks, and his tongue flicked maddeningly inside me, sometimes slurping, sometimes drilling. “Please! Please fuck me! Oh god oh god I need to be fucked! God, please!” I’d moved on from telling him how good it felt and was now begging him to fuck me. I wasn’t sure when I’d done so, but I realized I was asking for it over and over when he pulled away from my pucker with what was almost a sneer on his face. “Yeah, boy?” he asked. “You need to get fucked, do you? You want my fat dick, do you?” He leaned back down and licked hard at my pucker. “Yes!” I gasped. “Please! I need you to fuck me! I need your dick! Oh fuck god yes please!” He grunted, and with three large swipes of his tongue, he deposited a mouthful of saliva into my pucker. I could feel his spit leaking around my balls and onto my stomach, as well as down between my ass cheeks, and writhed as that tongue teased my hole once more. Then he shifted my legs lower and wider, letting my back drop enough that the next thing I felt between my parted ass cheeks was his hard fat cock. He pressed just the head of his dick against my opening, and leaned ahead until it pushed into me. I groaned, biting my lip, and he paused. “Tell me, boy,” he ordered, his voice sounding like gravel. “I.. Oh.. I like that,” I gasped. “It’s big... it hurts, but... oh! Yes, please!” “You want more?” he leaned forward just a little, and perhaps an inch of his cock moved inside me, his head slipping in, and my ass opening to take it with a welcome heat. “Oh! Fuck yes! More! I want your dick inside me!” I was begging again, and writhed to try and pull him into me, but his grip was firm on my legs. He leaned over, and slowly entered me – every inch was tease, every few moments he made me beg for more, and every time he did, I did so willingly. He might have had the fattest dick I’d ever had inside me, and with nothing but his ample saliva (and the leftover lube and spunk from the man before him) the friction was incredible. When I felt him pressing skin-to-skin, and knew that entire dick was inside me, I gasped, and managed to say “Fuck! Oh! Fuck!” “Yes, boy,” he said, and he began to fuck me. His thighs were as strong as they looked, and his grip never loosened as he started to pump his cock up my ass. His thrusts were steady, measured, and he never had less than half of that fat dick inside me. I continued to babble to him, telling him I loved it, I wanted it, that I loved being fucked that I loved his dick – I wasn’t sure what else I was saying, right up until he leaned over me and gave me a series of three deep thrusts in rapid succession, and I gasped out loud at the way his dick was rubbing inside me. “Oh, fuck, yes! That! That!” “You ready for my load, boy?” “Yes, please! Fuck yes please!” He gave me another series of those deep quick thrusts and then grunted loud into my ear and said, “Here it fucking comes, boy,” as I felt his load blow deep inside me. I wrapped my legs around his back and pulled him into me, grinding myself against him. My hands tried to get to my dick – I was desperate to jerk off – but he pressed down hard on me, preventing my grip. “Did I say you could touch yourself?” he asked. I whined. “No.” “I’ll make it seventy five if you don’t touch yourself,” he said. I whimpered, but nodded. He laughed, grinding himself again, then raising himself. He left his dick inside me as he positioned his arms back under my legs, and was careful how he lifted me. When his fat cock slipped free, his mouth was almost immediately on my ass, and I nearly convulsed with the sensation of him slurping, licking, and swallowing his own load from my hole. “Oh my god that’s so fucking hot!” I was babbling. My hands twisted in the sheets. I was desperate to jerk myself off, but didn’t. Seventy five extra bucks. I could wait. He ate my ass clean, licking every last drop from my hole and leaving me heaving and shaking on the bed when he finally let go. I sank back onto my back, and he smiled down at me, obviously pleased with himself. “Lick my dick clean while I get out your card,” he said. I was happy to oblige. Even softening, it wasn’t an easy task, but I do love sucking a dick. The taste of his spunk was incredible. When I finally let go, he smiled, and handed me the card from his small leather arm pouch. It was the jack of hearts. Oh shit. Twenty two. Bust.

Love the story Virginia

So me and this guy, we've been sniffin around each others profiles on a4a for quite some time. He is a latin. My weakness. Although this one is ice cold, with, it seemed, no personality. Last time I attempted a hookup, i actually bailed on him because I couldn't get the boy to verbally dance with me online. He's very cut and dry. I told him I wasn't "feelin the love" and cancelled the fuck. You'd think that would've pissed him. Maybe this type of treatment is routine for him. Since he's not very amiable and most definitely a sub…..waits for the top to make the move. I was on a4a the other day, hot and bothered and lookin to seed. He sends me a brief note......"you want some pussy?" I respond, "hell yessss! my cock is very hungry for some pussy!" So and hour and a half later I am down at the Wilshire blvd side of Hancock Park, ringing his cell, standing outside a side gate of a very large mansion. One of those spreads from the 1920's, Norma Desmond-esque, brick, tudor, clad in vines. shady. monied. Dont get the wrong idea tho. This bloke rents a 1950's guest house on the grounds. He answers his phone, comes to the gate. I am very pleased with his looks. about 5'11". early forties. thin but works out. cropped hair. shaven face. full lips. He gives me the slightest of smiles. Barely one. probably all the man can muster. cold. I think to myself this is gonna be one dead fish to fuck. I follow him into the dim apartment. He disrobes. I watch. His ass is fine meat. My mouth swells with spit. I take off my clothes. He gets onto the single bed, ass facing me, framed in a black jock. That little pink eye is winking at me. It looks awfully hungry and Im going to feed it some lunch. Its smooth. He has no body hair. I slither down to my knees on the floor beside the mattress. To this alter of asspussy in front of me. I proceed to eat his butthole. Munch and tongue, spit on it, and suck that pretty pucker. I am moaning like a man eating his last meal. The boy says nothing. No movement either. cold and quiet. I ate that guys ass for twenty minutes, easy. My fat cock was swinging between my legs, bouncing with my heartbeat. drooling snot onto his dingy carpet. I continuously slapped his cheeks as I munched. I would pull back to look at my handywork. Hole all slicked up with spit, starting to gape loose from my attention, cheeks getting pink from my spanking. Still no word from him, and I was giving that pussy my best act! So I eventually sigh, and stand. Its time for fuckin! It occurs to me that this is the position he likes. His twin bed is placed against the wall. He is on his hands and knees facing the wall. I am now standing on the floor behind him, spitting gobs on my cock, slicking it up for initial entry. I start rubbing my cock head up and down his sphincter. I say "u want this chubby up in your cunt?" "oh yes please" is his answer. So I start to impale him. Damn he's tight. I pull out, add more saliva, push in again. Slowly I open up his shitter. eventually it recognizes that a cock is wanting inside. and it blossoms. It sucks me in and I sink into that warm hole to my pubes. Finally, he makes a noise for me. I nice little moan. I love moans. When I first start really screwing his hole its still tight. It feels like i have a foreskin because he's grabbing my dick skin when i pull out, literally sheathing me. And as u cut tops know. Its all about the long dickin……so i add more and more spit. I am damned and determined my cock is going to glide in this bitches cunt and sing a really nice song. In a little bit, he's loose enough to really fuck and my cock is pistoning in and out. I wrap the waist-strap of his jock around my left hand for leverage. I have my right hand on his beautifully sculpted shoulder. I am going to town in his pussyhole. I can feel his second sphincter licking my cock head when Im totally submerged in that hot velvety rectum. I am pulling all the way out now to my corona and slamming back in. Im getting tickled by his outside ring and his inside ring. Its like one of the best pieces of ass Ive had in ages because it fits so purrrfectly around my big dick. He is making sounds for me now. Little squeals, small moans. His hips are jiggling a bit. He likes my fuck! I can feel that orgasmic tingling begin. With me, it starts at my glans. And then my entire shaft swells with more blood and gets hard as steel. But, Suddenly my legs begin to uncontrollably shake. Like when you do squats at the gym and your muscles are giving out. I will them to stop! I say in my brain "just give me a few more strokes. Im about there!" My thighs won't cooperate. I stop the fuck. SHIT I say to the bottom, in a gruff, animal voice. One that I only have when Im in the throws of passion "GET UR ASS ON THE FLOOR NOW!" He moves like a little feral cat. Swiftly, hole gaping. Jumps off the mattress. Is on the floor, on hands and knees instantly. I mount him doggie again. Now with me on my knees so the pressure is off my thighs, Im back in business. I grab his ass. I am pumping my hips and, simultaneously, pulling him back onto me like a jack-off toy. And here cums the flood. My cock swells, the tingling is shooting from my dick head all the way into my groin. "I'm gonna cum bitch" I say. I drive all the way to the root. and wait. This how I do it. I wait. The contractions will start on their own. And they do. Pump Pump Pump Pump. squirt after squirt of gooey, seed is deposited into his gut. I let out a groan and collapse on his back, kissing his ear. He has been a good boy. He has done his duty. And I have done mine. After I collect my composure. I pull out of his used hole slowly. I get dressed, as does he. Not much talk. We are both just basking in the after-fuck endorphin rush. He walks me to the gate, and opens it with his remote. I turn, shake his hand and say "look me up sometime." "ok" he says. About two hours later. I text him this message "that was sum really good pussy!" He returns with "Oh yes! yours was some really good mouth and dick" So I guess he wasn't that cold. He's just quiet. But his cunt? It sure did a lot talkin to me……..!