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Part 1 He was one of the few straight guys I sold to and definitely the hotest. His name was Troy and he was 19. And at 6'2", lean 190 pounds, blond hair and blue eyes he was the next door AF/frat boy type. He had a scholarship at the local university, but lost it over the summer for some infraction (probably drugs). He was mostly doing weed and coke, until a girl he picked up one night introduced him to Tina. He loved fucking on Tina and developed a nice habit. That's where I came into the picture. She introduced Troy to me so that he could get his own supplies. Soon he was hitting me up on a regular basis, but always seemed to be short on cash. Now, I am an entrepreneur. I have several "businesses' I run in addition to selling the best shit on campus. One of my businesses is a video web site where guys show off (either solo or couple). I knew he needed cash and started to plant the seed in his brain at how much cash he could make in one night. The conversation wnet like this: Me: "If you need cash I have a way you can make $100 a night easy." Troy: "I'm not seeling drugs!" Me: "Nothing like that, I have a web site that features hot guys like you that show off for viewers all over the world." Troy: "I aint doing anything gay, I'm not a fog." Me: "You don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with, but I will tell you the more you please your viewers the better tips you might get. I have a couple guys that clear close to a grand in one night." Troy: "I'll think about it." Me: "There's a special, secret viewing for those hot boys who like to blow clouds and stroke for the customer." I knew I had him thinking as I gave him a small supply of Tina for the night. It was enough to cloud his brain and when he wanted more without any means to pay for it I would have him. Sure enough by the next morning I got a text from him asking for more Tina. He and a girl he hung out with went through what he had in a few hours. He had no cash on hand and I brought up our discussion from a few hours earlier. I could tell he was in desperate need as he agreed to do the web site if I fronted him some Tina. I had him! He came over to where the video was broadcasted and I presented a contract for him to sign. He signed it without reading (what a dumb jock) and I gave him a teener of T. I informed him that he was to be back at the studio the next night around 8 pm to be prepared and given instructions. The next night he showed 5 minutes late (better late than never) and he was given a razor and instructed to trim or shave his balls, ass and chest. He was then led to a bathroom (which had a number of concealed cameras) where he proceeded to shave his entire body hair off. When he returned he was shown to his private room and told to show off for the viewers while chatting with them. I reminded him the more he would do for them he might get some tips. He spent the next 8 hours on camera stoking his coke (a nice coke actually, too bad by the time I'm done with him he won't really get to use it. By the end of the night he had received very few tips and only made $150. He was disappointed and asked "Do you have any suggestions how I could make more money. I lost viewers as the night went on." I asked him "Would you let another guy suck your dick? I know that would get you more viewers. They'd love to see a straight jock sucked off. I'd even up your base to $150 plus tips." Troy siad h "I need to think about that, when do I go on again?" I let him know he has a week to decide. The following week when he returned, hungry for some smoke made his decision easy. He agreed to have another guy suck his cock. I made sure he had plenty of G laced Gatorade (since it would help hide the taste) and plenty of Tina for them both to smoke. I knew with all those factors I might get him to do more. I had paired him up with Tommy, who was actually one of my vers/top studs and also HIV+! This session went better then his first session. He let the Tommy play with his cock and eventually give him a blow job while paying some attention to licking his taint and a few licks to his hole. As the night progress Tommy made sure that Troy smoked a lot of Tina. Troy started to get offers ($$) to blow Tommy. The first offer was $50 to which Troy politely replied that he was straight and didn't suck dick. The viewers questioned Troy on his sexuality and he continued to tell them that he was in deed straight. The offerd began to get better until the final one (prompted by me) came in offering him $500 to give Tommy a blow job to completion. I saw Troy's eye go wide at that offer and he thought this over. It was apparent that Troy was having dificulties getting hard as Tommy was still playing with his Tina dick. Tommy let Troy know that if they were going to make some serious cash they needed some action. I added to the fire with my private chat to them to get the action on before we lose any viewers and I lose money!! Tommy helped guide Troy's head to his crotch as Troy gave in knowing he needed to perform. He reluctantly began to suck Tommy's growing cock as he produced ample amounts of precum. Soon Tommy had Troy's mouth fully on his 9" cock as he he paid a little attention to Troys ass. Troy was lost in his attempt to suck cock for the first time he barely noticed Tommy work a finger coated in Tina laced lube into his hole. Troy was starting to get plesure from the attention to his ass while he attempted to suck his first cock. Tommy took his time as he added more lube and eventually a nice size shard of Tina to Troy's hole. Troy began to moan around Tommy's cock as more fingers were added to his hungry hole. When Tommy had worked a second shard inside Troy along with 3 fingers Troy was definitely entering slut mode when he asked Tommy "Oh god bro, that was feeling great, will you put your fingers back inside me." Tommy was perfect, "You want something in your straight, jock ass bro? How about my cock? Would you like me to slip my cock inside your ass?" Troy attempted to deny his fate, "Bro, I'm straight. I don't get fucked by guys" as he continued to suck Tommy's cock. Tommy pushed Troy down as far as he'd go onto his cock and asked "Do straight boy's like you suck cock? I know you want cock in your hole, it's hungry for me to breed it." Troy was completely defeated as he never let Troy's cock out of his mouth and shook his 'yes' letting Tommy know that he was accepting his fate. Tommy moved between Troy's legs positioning his bare cock at the jock's virgin hole. I made sure to get a close up of Troy's face on a split screen as Tommy's cock began to make its way where no man had ever been before. When Tommy's head breached the outer ring, there was a look of confusion on Troy's face. But as he slowly sank the full length into the Jock's ass the look turned to one of pure pleasure and desire. Tommy sank in balls deep as the Troy moaned out "Oh, fuck yeah!" Then he pulled out a bit and began to slowly initiate our former straight jock to the joys of man on man sex. With Tommy's abilities (and a little bit of Tina) he fucked Troy bast the time their show was supposed to end giving him 6 dirty poz loads of cum, and bringing this jock one step closer to being a gay porn star.

As a vers guy I can tell you that I don't like a guy who is so tight that I have to spend allot of time just getting him loosened up. I'm not a fan of fucking dry ass or getting fucked dry because I don't find much pleasure in either position when it's a dry fuck. If you're preparing yourself and then hooking up online or at a cruising place, bathouse then I would be happy as a top that you had prepped because that means we can sooner get down to the actual fucking sooner. Now if we were meeting for a date type scene then I would want you to be unprepared because you're my date and letting me loosen you up ads to the heat of the moment and makes me feel like you didn't expect to get fucked on the first date. (I prefer to fuck on the first date because if the sex is bad no point in continuing further).

I have been missing my Daddy lately( he moved away)I gave him 100% of the choice of who used my holes. If he told me to take a load up my ass, swallow some cock or piss, or lend me to other men for them to use as they please then I did it happily. He was not my master. Only the decider of who he wanted to use me. Over the course of three great years I happily took any cock he wanted me to. Poz, homeless, meth heads. He sold my holes for cheap to ugly men, placed me against a gloryhole and told me to take cock until he came back hours later. In alleys, truckstops, bathhouses, anywhere he saw the opportunity to get cock inside my body he took it. He gave my holes to multiple high viral tops( I am still neg) to use however they wanted. He had me fisted, double penetrated, filled with huge toys to keep the loads in me. Tied me to hotel beds and blindfolded me leaving me there for days with a near constant stream of completely unknown cock. The point is, I need a new decider. Im tired of picking my tops. You can set up a poz gang bang and tell me I'm getting pozzed or you can lie and say they are neg, I don't care. I do not need to know stats or see pics of the guys that you want to use me as I will not turn them away. No load refused but I want you to pick those loads. Want to film me getting a train run on me by homeless men, Im down. Wanna tie me to a sling and let anyone walk in and use me, awesome. Want to invite a group of dirty poz fuckers and fisters to live stream online, cool. I will take them all and thank them for their loads. My limits are blood, pain, and shit. Anything else that involves me being used as a cumdump is fair game. Please contact me with a couple examples of the dirtiest, sluttiest, most perverted way you would whore my holes out to see if we could be a match. kik contact: cumdumpcub I would be happy to serve a daddy remotely or local to Colorado. For remote located Daddies I will film myself being used by your picks, and you will be provided a copy to distribute as you see fit.

Three more in my ass from my unsuspecting roommate last night. He had his gf over again and they fucked 3 times over the course of the evening and night. Left three full condoms in the waste bin which I greedily emptied into me this morning. Saw him later this morning on his way to work looking happy and freshly showered. He obviously had a good night draining his balls, if he only knew that all that nut ends up inside me. lol.

I'm 57 -- that makes me "older" with a LOT OF EXPERIENCE -- LET'S FUKKK

Not afraid to say it....but I am thankful that I am a POZ faggot......living an authentic queer life. Have some post turkey POZ cock lined up....gonna be a great holiday. I hope y'all enjoy the day as well.

I have been in that dream. Spun out my mind. Handcuffed to a sling and blindfolded on pride weekend ? After 20 i lost count. The cum was leaking out almost as fast as it was going in.

Matt of course had no problem with this, and simply laid back to enjoy Kyle's actions. Every so often, Matt would reach over to the pipe and have them both take more hits. Kyle was getting to be quite high after a while of being with Matt. They were both enjoying each other's bodies. Kissing, rubbing, and working each others cocks. To Kyle's surprise, Matt enjoying when he would rub his cock on and tease Matt's hole with it. Kyle was getting more and more turned on, so he decided to go for the plunge to Matt's warm and tight hole. Matt, swiftly and gracefully pulled his arse away and rolled over to lay on his back. Sensually he reminded him that he was a top only, and just enjoyed have his ass played with around and not in his hole. Kyle politely apologized with a kiss to Matt's lips. Matt saw this as a good time to take control of the rendezvous. He lit up and rolled the bowl for several more hits (more for Kyle, than himself) and even had to reload the pipe, as they had smoke a good deal by now. Matt was an expert tease. He touched Kyle, and did things to him that made him moan and squirm all over the bed. Once Matt had him good and worked up, he turned over and started jacking off to the porn. Kyle was hot, he was so horny now; more horny than he had ever been before in his life. The combination of the Tina running through his system, and the amazing sexy guy who he had wanted forever had him willing to do anything to start getting Matt to work him over again. From earlier in their day, he had learned that Matt liked being rimmed exceptionally more than anything else Kyle had done to him, so that's what he did. He went to town on Matt's round juicy ass. Matt could not control himself. He was moaning and writhing in pleasure for as long as he could take it. When he couldn't stand it any more, he pulled himself away from the tongue that was giving him so much pleasure and reached for the pipe; this time not for himself, but for Kyle. He told him to take a few hits, on his own this time while dismounting from the bed. He had Kyle get off the bed so he could lean him over the edge and stick out his ass, so he could begin to rim him. The sensation of taking a hit, while having his ass expertly licked was overwhelming and he didn't even notice when the tongue was replaced by a slick wet throbbingly hard dick. Three solo hits later, he realized that Matt was rubbing his cock up and down his ass, stopping each way at his hole and teasing it with his girthy head. Kyle even in his elevated state and knowing that he wanted to take this magnum sized cock began to wonder if he would be able to take it, so he with difficulty to keep his train of thought while he was being pleasured so greatly asked for more time to open up for Matt's amazing member. Matt was to turned on to hear or understand this request, and continued with his rubbing and teasing, each time going in just a little bit further into Kyle's pink hole. Just a few minutes later, he slowly was sliding his entire cock into the new to PNP luscious hole. Kyle immediately felt a wave of pleasure surge though his body, a wave that lingered and echoed throughout his body. Once the surges of pleasure begin to dissipate a bit, he began to feel Matt's thick and perfect cock sliding easily in and out of his hole. He was in complete ecstasy and briefly wondered why he ever wanted to delay feeling that wonderful cock fulling up his ass. Clearly Matt was enjoying himself because this went on for what seemed like half an hour to them. Once the standing began to take it's toll on them both, they moved back onto the bed. This was not any where near the end of things though, they would do much more as the day went on. Want to hear more? I have alot more story to write, if readers want to read it.

My name is Jacob. I grew up in a very strict evangelical Christian family. We attented church twice a week, had bible study every night at home, and believed sex was only in marriage for procreation. That's why we had 9 kids in our family. I was number 5. We lived in a small house with no privacy. All the boy's shared one room, all the girls another. So needless to say not only was masturbation a sin, it was near impossible to find a place to do it. But teenage hormones always find a way. I had mastered the art of silently rubbing myself off late at night, cumming into my hand then licking it clean to leave no telltale sign of my disobedience. Disobedience was a severely punishable crime. After God, Father and Mother reigned supreme, and any fractions were dealt with swiftly and severely. This most often consisted of a switch to the palms, or bare buttocks. I remember once my older brother Elijah was caught touching himself and Father made him strip naked in front of us boys and bend over, grabbing his ankles while his buttocks were administered with 39 lashes, the same number Jesus endured. He had to say "I am a sinner, I deserve this, Thank you Lord Jesus" after every strike on his flesh. All I could focus on was his exposed anus and his testicles and penis hanging down, all covered in light hair, such as I was sprouting at the time. I felt my own penis getting hard as I stared at my naked brothers private parts. But like I said, hormones drive teenage boys to take risks. I was 15 when I discovered I could sneak into my neighbor's garage while he was away at work and have a much more satisfying masturbation session that I could late at night in my room. Here, I had privacy and could strip naked and enjoy my body without fear of getting caught. Or so I thought. I had been enjoying Mr. Jackson's garage for several years, when one day there was a new development. I had snuck in as usual and started dropping my trousers when something caught my eye. On a shelf were some magazines. And not just any magazines, they were sex magazines. GAY sex magazines! Even more sinful than unmarried men and women! My blood ran cold knowing the devil was tempting me beyond my youthful masturbation, but I couldn't look away. I was transfixed at the images. I had of course heard of the evils of homosexual sex, but had never seen it. And here it was staring me in the face. And my penis had never been harder! I had barely touched myself when I ejaculated a mighty load all over Mr. Jackson's magazines and garage floor. I panicked at the thought of leaving evidence of my tresspassing and frantically licked my sperm off the magazines as best I could before replacing them as I found them. I pulled up my trousers and quickly went home, forgetting about what I left on the floor. A couple of days later, I returned to find the magazines again. This time I looked through more of them as I delicately stroked my penis until I orgasmed into my hand and cleaned up the evidence. I was hooked. The devil had his claws in me, and that night I prayed and prayed to God to save my soul. But I was too far gone with my interest in those magazines. Several weeks went by, with me there almost every day, falling deeper into the devil's trap. Then it happened. I was laying naked on Mr. Jackson's garage floor, stroking my penis, and I heard it. The door to the house opened and there I was, caught red handed. I didn't realize Mr. Jackson was home that day and I was caught hook, line, and sinker. I froze in terror, unable to move. Mr. Jackson just looked down at my naked body and smiled an evil smile. "Well, well, well," he snickered. "So it's you Jacob. I was wondering which boy had been sneaking over here. Looks like I caught me a tresspasser." As he said this he aimed his phone at me and snapped a couple pictures. "How old are you now boy?" he asked me. "18 now Sir." I was barely able to get out. "Perfect." he said as he snapped another picture. "Now what would your parents say if I told them about this and showed them these pictures?" "Please Sir!" I begged, tears running down my face. "Please don't tell them. I will be condemned." "You already are boy. Your mine now." He laughed as he stared down at me. Mr. Jackson was an older black man, with a short greying beard and a bit of a pot belly. He started unbuttoning his pants as he said, "I know you're a faggot Jacob. I know you've been looking at those magazines as you jerk off. Well boy, now I own you, and if you want to keep this private, you'll do as I say!" With that he pulled out his big, black dick which was already rock hard. I knew what he wanted me to do. I had now seen dozens of pictures of men sucking each others penises. I was about to do the same. "Meet your new friend, Kahn." he said as he grabbed my hair and pulled me up. "Open up faggot!" My mouth spread apart as the tears ran down my face. Without ceremony he pushed his penis into my open mouth and started ramming it in and out. I struggled and gagged, choking on it as he held my hair, pulling my head back and forth, taking more pictures of my first oral sex. "Suck it you self righteous little whore. You're my whore now! God can't save you. You'll learn to worship and pray at your new god. You'll do anything I tell you, and learn to beg for it!" With that he started ejaculating down my throat, pumping his sperm down into my belly. When he was done he pushed me back down to the ground, smiling at my rock hard teen dick. "Jerk it boy!" He ordered me. I just grabbed it and started to shoot as soon as I had stroked it a couple of times. Mr. Jackson of course took more pictures as I shot all over myself. "Lick it up bitch!" He demanded. Then get dressed and get out. I'll be in contact." With that he went inside the house, leaving me naked and trembling at what had transpired. I knew I was now his property.

The second part of my real experiences that came about because of my work in real estate – to be fair, this doesn’t happen OFTEN, but being a realtor has afforded me a number of unexpected chances to play - even more frequently than my OTHER career, performing. So here's a few more of the hotter sessions that started out as "just work". RENOVATION CHEMMING. A number of times, bumping into the workmen who are doing a renovation at one of my listings has turned into a hot scene in hot surroundings. One of the first of these involved a colleague named Kevin who was a “flipper” of condos along a stretch of the “Gold Coast” in Jersey, from Fort Lee to Hoboken. This guy had me coming to meet him at his latest purchase in a tower building facing Manhattan. Now, I did know he was gay prior to heading down there, but wasn’t aware he was a real player. I arrived earlier than expected, but since he’d said he’d be there with the workmen “all day” I didn’t think much of it. I didn’t have the front desk call up to let them know I was there because I knew the unit number already. So when I arrived it was a bit too soon and Kevin was not quite prepared when I arrived. I tapped on the unit door, and apparently, one of the workers thought I was there for something else as he peeked around the doorframe. It was obvious he was not wearing much if anything. He winked and gestured me to come in. Kind of an honest mistake, as I WAS wearing a leather motorcycle jacket, jeans, and engineer boots, but I do that a lot in Fall and Spring in the NYC metro area – it’s an accepted enough look, especially when heading to a construction project! I looked around and raised my brow and smiled, which was when Kevin noticed me, and whispered “Diego, that’s my REALTOR”. What began to ensue was a certain amount of panic – trying to turn off porn, find clothes, put away incriminating items… I felt bad I interrupted, and was honestly a bit envious, so I pointed to a bong that was poorly hidden behind a chair and mentioned that “if that’s Miss T you’ve got in there, I’ve had a hell of a morning and I could use a hit.” Well, THAT certainly slowed down the panic, and worried looks changed to smiles and laughs. Kevin looked at me and said “Didn’t you get my text?” I shook my head “no”, looked at my phone and shook my head again. One of the other guys held up a cellphone and said “Yo, Bossman, you forgot to hit SEND…” all the while busting out laughing. Kevin looked abashed and started to stammer, until the same guy said, “look at his jeans man, he’s into it, no harm…” “I’m sorry,” Kevin began. “I meant to send a text asking you to come late afternoon”. it was now barely 10:30. “You’re really cool with this?” he asked. I laughed and looked around. “Of course I am, especially if I’m allowed to join in” I replied, then asked, “That cool with you guys?” Kevin looked amazingly relieved, and then looked me over again, appreciatively. “Hell yeah, get naked.” I said I would but wanted to run out to my car and get my play bag that I always keep in the trunk. I was back as fast as humanly possible, perhaps faster, and started a quick strip. As I pulled out my leather harnesses, metal cockring and such, the talkative guy, Lonzo, said to Kevin, “oh yeah, he’s into it… looks like he’s TOTALLY into it!” The bong was brought my way, and a torch applied. I breathed in slowly but for a long, long draw and finally let out a huge cloud. It was GOOD stuff too. For me to feel that much on one hit proved that. I was encouraged to take a good number of hits while the guys appeared to be starting to get back into the activities I had interrupted so unexpectedly! Kevin beckoned me to follow him as I looked from side to side at the construction project well underway all over the unit – with tarps and sawhorses and some exposed framing here and there, it was actually a damn good and hot play space. “What a great space and what a nice way to do business,” I said to him. “I wish every new client-meet turned out this way. And damn, your stuff is REALLY good. I’m half-way there already.” Kevin agreed that it was very good product, and that he got only “the best” for his workers, it kept them loyal and coming back to work for him over and over. I imagined that it would. He led me to the bathroom, which was by far the most renovated in the entire place, and had a huge shower already hooked up with a sure-shot. “I don’t know whether you’re top, bottom or between,” he said, “but everyone’s ass gets played with in our groups, so please clean out. Here’s a dick pill and a pipe and torch to help out, that cool?” I told him it was and that I was versatile, and pleased about that rule, and set about getting ready. As he was about to leave, he said, “oh, and if you’re into it, don’t waste piss in the toilet, we have a few watersports fans…” I assured him I would and got down to business getting ready. Fortunately, it was a quick cleanup, a brief rinse under the shower, and drying off I opened the door. I put my leather on, put my package through my favorite metal cockring, took the pipe and torch and headed back out. At Kevin’s suggestion I put my boots back on, just like all of them. When I got to the living room area, the guys were kicked back, kindly waiting on me to really start going at it again. There were two large laptops running bareback porn, and lube, poppers, Max Impact, and some bongs and other paraphernalia in view. I looked around the room; Kevin was a white guy with dark hair and handsome face, lightly hairy average body with a little middle age spread, and partly hard cock that was not particularly large or thick, but his ass was a work of art. Lonzo was the only one apparently taller than me – either Italian or Hispanic, big chest and arms, great legs, big weapon swinging below a hairy torso with a slight beer belly, and a beefy butt. Diego, the kid who answered the door, was young, Hispanic, smooth pretty much all over, thin but wiry body about 5’6”, nice cock for his size and adorable little ass. An Irish guy - and I mean FROM Ireland - just shy of my height, incredibly pale, muscular, tatted, several piercings, low hangers below a normal size dong was sporting a shaved all over skinhead look that was pretty hot. And finally, another guy from Eastern Europe – scary hot green eyes, hot daddy soccer player type, lightly furred with a thick cock. This looked better and better. “Pull some clouds, dude” said the Irish guy handing me an even bigger and more intricate water bong. I started to melt the contents of the bowl while I said: “You saw my cloud earlier guys, I’m a singer too, so I have huge lungs… if anyone likes shotgunning, I’m good at it.” Several of the guys took me up on that, so I got to lock lips a bit with most of them including my host. We were all stroking our cocks – and others – getting our motors running for some great partysex – or in their case, a continuation of it! Little shots of G were handed out, while mouths found cocks and nips, and I took advantage of Lonzo leaning over while he put down the tray of shot glasses, and sunk my tongue into his hairy hole. He wiggled a bit back my way and I started to go to town on his beefy butt, causing my cock to start to plump up, but not get fully hard as the blue pill hadn’t quite kicked in yet. “Hold up just a minute and you can go back to that anytime,” he said, as he called us all over to take our shots. When I do it I always have to take a couple of good rips on the pipe to make sure I keep a “healthy balance” between my two letters of the alphabet. Diego took that opportunity to start sucking my rod, and started bringing my soldier to attention. “Right,” said the Irish guy, brandishing a long needless syringe like a thinner turkey baster, “if you want to be fully part of the crew, you gotta’ get initiated. Bend over the scaffold.” There was a sturdy looking paint scaffold – thick planks secured to several sawhorses with some tarp covering at just about waist height. I bent over leaning my elbows on the thing, and presented my butt. Diego scooted under me and resumed work on my cock, while the Irishman crouched behind me and stuck his tongue up my hairy hole to loosen me up for a booty bump. Ever get rimmed by someone with a tongue piercing? It’s awesome, and not only did this guy have one but he knew how to use it too… fuck, he was good! I moaned at the two oral assaults, wishing I had somewhere to put my mouth and tongue. Then I felt the cylinder of magic pressed into my hole and the bump was pressed into my hole. “Clench” I heard from behind me and did so while the guy ran his tongue and piercing and lips all around my cheeks and taint and the back of my balls, while Diego continued his magic on my cock. “Boss, could you get me ready”, said the hot skinhead behind me, as he followed with “unclench” and dove tongue first into my now relaxed hole. I saw my client/host/new fuckbuddy Kevin get on his knees and start sucking that pale cock while its owner went to town on my pulsing bud. The G, the booty bump and dick pill all seemed to kick in at once, and I was feeling amazing. Through my legs I could see Lonzo and the Euro guy had stopped 69ing and came over to watch, dropping a bottle of poppers and a Max Impact spray and cloth in front of me on the scaffold. “Take a quick hit before he nails you,” was whispered in my ear. I sprayed the cloth and started to suck it in, when the tongue on my butt disappeared to be replaced by a feeling both warm and cold – the head of his uncut cock and his prince albert. Fortunately, it was a thicker gauge so it did not cut going in. There was some discomfort at first, but hands tweaking my nips, Diego lapping my hard cock and the entire scene was so hot, that it faded pretty quickly into a very hot fuck. He wasn’t super-hung, a bit smaller than me, but his cock and his piercing felt really good, and I was super turned on by how his long, hefty ballsack swung back on forth and slapped me each time he pumped me. “Yeah, fuck that daddy ass, Devlin,” I heard someone mutter. At least now I had a name for the Irishman, one more to go… Euro guy pulled one of my arms up and popped up onto the scaffold spreading his legs so I could suck his cock while I was being fucked, I went to town swallowing that thick pole and enjoying it, before he rolled back some and then pulled himself back to the edge, presenting his pucker for a salad tossing. I dove in with gusto, it being a very favorite activity, and as usual, my cock got stiff as a board. Apparently this was a signal to Diego, who stopped sucking me. Being young, flexible and short, what he did next should have surprised me. He got on his feet in a bent-over crouch and backed up onto my cock, which entered him with almost no resistance. Oh my god, pure nirvana – my ass, cock and tongue were all performing their favorite jobs. Taking a quick breath and Max Impact hit, I noticed the entire party was now part of one scene, as Euro guy had laid fully back, 69ing with Kevin, while the “bossman” was plowed by Lonzo’s big dick as Lonzo balanced on his knees on the opposite edge of the scaffold. Damn, what a hot scene. Devlin’s strokes started to get faster and more punishing, and he grunted “Hope you wanted this load!” seconds before he blew off strongly in my ass. What felt like waves of sperm must have been flowing into me from the way his cock shaft was pulsing. He pulled out a bit too fast and I gasped, while Devlin dropped behind me and stuck his tongue up my hole to reach his own juice. It was incredible, but after another minute or so, I tapped Diego on his flank, pulled my mouth off hot Euro hole and said, “I HAVE to straighten my legs!” I eased out of Diego’s hole and stood up flexing my thigh muscles and going up on my toes for a couple of times to stretch my calves too. Devlin and Diego pushed me towards the Euro hunk and his now perfect cock height vulnerable hole on the edge of the scaffolding. My cock slid in like it had been pumping this channel for years, not the first time. The beefy daddy legs went up over my shoulders while Kevin continued to blow him for a few. Kevin pulled up and got off the scaffold saying “we need some more hits” quickly bringing the bong over. “How’s his rod feel in your hole, Caz?” said Kevin as he held out the bong for us both to take hits. Caz. Short for Cazamir, it turns out. Nice to finally know. “He fucks good,” came the deep growl from this hot construction guy, with a definite accent. “Then the boss gets next dibs,” Kevin said. I made out and shotgunned with Kevin as we blew a few more clouds and I fucked Cazamir, then he quietly let his boss take his place and I pounded Kevin hard the way he begged me to. Then it was time for me to take a break on a couple of cushions that were under the tarps. I watched the porn, blew some clouds, sucked down some hydration, and shortly Lonzo pulled me forward, rolled my legs back and began furiously tonguing my hole, searching for the Leprechaun’s gold, no doubt… he then sunk the most sizable cock in the room into me and began a nice fuck. Shortly, Diego came over and sat on my face, while I licked his boy hole and he made out with Lonzo. As the afternoon progressed, I would eventually fuck everyone there for at least a bit, and was fucked by everyone except Kevin and Diego, who apparently were strictly bottom guys. I got into some fisting with Devlin and Caz, their holes blossoming open for me as we gave them some enormous stretch – I love those trashy hot Euro guys – and watching my technique, Kevin made me promise to come back and help train his hole to accept and enjoy a fist. I promised I would. Toward the end of the session, a hot water sports scene ensued in the most unfinished room – the floor was covered completely wall to wall with rubber sheeting that went up the sides a bit (the space had to be a large walk-in closet or pantry or something, with guys getting wet down and sprayed by each other, and guys swallowing chempiss or taking it up their cumholes, eventually all down on the floor rolling and sliding around each other with mouths, cocks, nips, fingers and holes all being used indiscriminately. W/S isn’t always my favorite thing, but I can certainly get into it, especially with guys who really enthusiastically like it – and this scene was by far the hottest ever W/S scene I’d experienced up to that time, or for that matter, since. Any time I met with Kevin for playtime after that, either alone or with his crew, at a work site or in his own place, there was always an area for that rubber sheeting, and he loved nothing more than to be fucked while he and his partner and anyone else were soaked and slippery with chempiss. It was, I’ll admit very hot. Sometimes, the shower clean up afterwards could be ALMOST as hot as getting messy in the first place….

I should probably say "experiences" in the title, because this will be a series of posts about more than one session and more than one set of players. One of my blog followers who is very new to the scene likes to call or text me randomly and get some chem pig chat going, particularly on Fridays. On a recent Friday, he called and asked if I was going to be partying that day and I said yes, but that I would also be working as well. He was confused and asked how that was possible, and I told him that the guy I'd be partying with was also my client and we had paperwork and such to do between our clouds, cocks and chems. My buddy was pretty astonished and asked if that happened often. To be fair, not OFTEN, but being a realtor has afforded me a number of unexpected chances to play - even more frequently than my OTHER career, performing. So here's a few of the hotter sessions that started out as "just work". PNP IN THE EX-GIRLFRIENDS HOUSE. A couple of years ago, I wound up being the selling agent for the family home of my high school girlfriend, a girl who fully believed we'd get married after college. I was doing males and females during high school - hey, any sex is better than no sex! - and briefly thought I could handle getting married since she was at least a bit adventurous during sex. Between freshman and sophomore year in college I realized my attraction to guys was much stronger and ended it before I made us both miserable. Fortunately, after a few weeks she realized I had done us both a favor, and we became friendly again. This was also fortunate for her favorite nephew, who was 8 when we broke up but when he came out at 16, his family had already dealt with my coming out, and was much more understanding. That's why when the family decided to sell the place 30 years later, they came to me. Now, no one was living in the place at the time, the family was scattered and only a few lived locally, my ex-GF a few miles away and her nephew 15 miles away in NYC. When Superstorm Sandy hit, not only was the place empty, but exGF and her family were on vacation in Florida... so guess who got to clean the property and house up? You guessed it. So there I was shop-vacuuming water out of the basement and pulling up rugs to dry when suddenly I heard the garage door open and close. Standing there in construction boots, ripped up (and damp) jeans and shirtless, I was pretty startled. "I figured you'd be here," I heard a voice say. "Well, actually, I was hoping you'd be here." I turned around to see Micah, the nephew. I had bumped into him in the city a few times over the years while I was in theater and he was doing modelling. We'd always exchange pleasantries, and every time he would say that he "needed to REALLY thank me sometime" for paving the way and making his coming out process so much easier. We'd laugh and that would be it... though I was pretty certain that I saw him at a distance a couple of times at sex clubs, but we never seemed to connect. Micah was now 40 and had passed through a very "pretty" phase to a handsome if somewhat "devilish" looking maturity. He was wiry guy of 5'7" at the most (I'm 6'). When I asked him why he hoped that, he smirked and said, "we have similar goals and similar limitations". I quirked an eyebrow and he answered, "your husband and my husband are both very vanilla, while WE are very much not." That made me laugh and he continued to tell me that he knew through mutual friends that I liked 'enhanced' play and further that my husband didn't but was okay with me doing it when he was working and I was playing. He said unfortunately, HIS husband was not quite so understanding. "I've been wanting to do you for years," he continued, "but we've never had the opportunity... my partner thinks its way too strange to have the hots for my aunt's old boyfriend... and I just came into possession of an 8 ball of the finest and can't keep it at home, so I thought I'd be responsible and come up and check out the condition of the house AND see if you felt like fucking and partying with me." As it was a Saturday, my hubby would be expecting me to play while he worked till after midnight anyway, so of course I said "hell yes". Not to mention that it was barely noon. I went out to my car and brought in the play bag I keep in my trunk with my leather, toys, vids, lubes and other necessaries while he pulled a similar bag out of his rent-a-car. We laughed when we saw how similar the contents were, and each pleased to find the other versatile. He also pulled out a water bong, and after filling the chamber with water and the bowl with some big shards, we lit up and started blowing some huge clouds, shotgunning each other fairly frequently. Still laughing about what pigs we both turned out to be, we each got our portable clean-out kits and headed toward separate bathrooms to get ready. He pulled out a little blue vitamin V for each of us, and we each took our own straight pipes with us to assist in the process. I set my laptop running some BB porn on its' screen and popped a DVD into the living room player for the bigger TV. We were both certain nothing of the kind had ever played in THIS house before! After cleaning out I returned to the living room in my leather harness and black leather jock strap, and spread some towels over the furniture. Just as I was firing up the torch, Micah came out of the other bathroom in a chain harness and rubber assless shorts. "Mmmm..." was all he said. He pushed me down into a sitting position on an ottoman and straddled his much shorter frame over my lap and proceeded to rape my mouth with his tongue while he ground his ass on my leather covered cock, stopping every once in a while to heat up the bowl and swap some clouds. Running our hands all over the other's body we each admitted we never expected the other to be as hairy, and that it was a plus for each of us. "Just think, you were almost my Uncle..." he said with an evil smile. Switching to a little boy voice but never changing his expression he whispered in my ear "Uncle J, do you wike wittle Micah sitting on your lap?" Chewing on his ear and neck while tweaking one of his nips with one hand and his hot hole with the other, I whispered back "Wittle Micah has no IDEA what kind of trouble sitting on Uncle J's lap could cause..." He popped up off my lap, handing the torch and bong back to me and knelt between my legs to start some oral action on my cock and balls. I blew clouds down over his dark hair and pale but ripped and hairy body while he did some officer class action on me followed by pushing the ottoman back until it hit a chair, so he could push me backwards and introduce his talented tongue to my hairy hole. He rimmed me with gusto and had me moaning, he appeared to be as into eating hole as I am, and that's going some. I called "switch" and he took my place sitting while I got between his legs. His package was a surprise. Now mine is average length but above average width. His was a bit shorter than mine, but considering our height difference, his looked bigger on his body. And he was thicker than even my cock... and I mean THICK. His balls were small, but hung in a very long loose sack as opposed to my fat eggs in their short case. I gave the best return oral service I know, stretching as wide as I could, and was able to deep throat him since he wasn't too long, but it was a challenge. The musk of his balls was heavenly, especially since he was blowing clouds down over me as I licked and sucked them. Finally, reaching back to my bag, I pulled out some Max Impact hearing Micah say "Excellent! Love that stuff" as I sprayed some onto one of my sweat socks and sucked on it then handed both to him. "Fuck, you're a pig!" he chuckled, "so happy about that!" as he sprayed some more and the stuff hit me like a freight train. I dove into his cute little hairy butt like it was my last meal - tonguing, licking, sucking, giving little bites and basically making out with his fresh hole. He was moaning, then he pulled a prepared booty bump out of his bag and asked me to bump him then return to rimming. I was happy to comply and soon he was moaning and writhing and ready to burst. Abruptly standing up, he looked down at me and said "this is so fucking hot, but I've got a plan... indulge me." He directed me to pick up my porn playing laptop, and my bag while he got his bag and the bong and favors and led me down the hall... Right into my ex-girlfriends old bedroom... which frighteningly hadn't changed in 30 years, she being youngest and last to leave home. White wooden furniture and bed, white walls, sky blue ceiling and sky blue shag carpet, it was still as hideous to me as it was in 1980. I looked at Micah. The evil smile was back. "THIS, right here, on her bed, is where you fuck her nephew bareback." He lay back on the frilly coverlet and lifted his hairy satyr-like legs exposing his hairy hole wantonly licking a finger and running it around the ring... "Fuck me, Uncle Jay." Giving that hole a few last swipes with my tongue, then spitting into my hand to make my cock a bit wetter, I slid into him in the very same room and very same bed in which his aunt gave up her virginity to me. "You are one hot, sick, twisted little fucker..." I said to him before moving my mouth down to tongue and chew on his nips while I fucked him. He felt amazing and let's face it, the whole situation was so wrong but so right. I pulled him up even further into me so I could tongue the end of his fat cock while I changed my fuck motion to a slow grind. "Make sure you breed me with this first load... I know you're poz, I am too..." I was happy to comply. When I exploded in him, he let me breathe for a minute, then indicating that we pack everything up again, I followed him down the hall, around the corner, then down a half flight of stairs to the den and adjoining small guest bedroom. We put the play bags and my laptop in the guest room and returned to the den, where he was popping another BB video in the downstairs player... this one had FF action and a lot of leather. You could tell a number of the actors were tweaked. He quickly ran back upstairs for glasses and ice and pulled a couple of gatorades from his bag and poured. He then indicated the two shot glasses from his grandparent's bar collection and simply asked "G?" "Hell, why not, just give me 1.5," he nodded, but 2.0 in his glass poured gatorade over and put them down in front of us. He loaded some nice rocks into the bong and we blew some more clouds and shared some more shotguns before he felt the time was right for the G... "and it's time for YOUR booty bump... pull those dancer legs up "Uncle"". We did our G shots, grimacing at the nastiness, and I rolled backward bringing my hole into the flickering light of the porn video. While he inserted the syringe in my ass, I sucked down a few more clouds, as I have found I always need to do when I add G. He kissed my hole and had me hold my legs up for a minute or two while he hit the pipe himself, and then carried all the supplies into the guest room. He returned, looked at me with a smirk, and crooked his finger indicating that I should follow. The guest room had changed a bit but was essentially the same as it was when it was the room I would stay overnight in during High School... and where my then-girlfriend would sneak downstairs to in the middle of the night to join me - for her it was the naked snuggling she looked forward to, for me it was the fucking before the snuggling that was anticipated... frankly snuggling with all of those bouncy curvy things just didn't do it for me. Too soft for me. Micah slipped behind me and rubbed up against me - his cock actually went between my legs rather than my crack as he snuggled up to me, and it occurred to me that this was already the best "snuggling" I'd gotten in this room ever. He teased my nips and my cock from behind and asked "Remember how my brother and I stayed here a lot when our parents were getting divorced when you were dating my aunt?" I nodded an affirmative. "Well, you didn't know that I'd watch for Aunt Maureen to head to this room. I bet you didn't know that there's a crawl space that runs under the half-stairs from the closet in the room Jonah and I stayed in to the closet in this room." He pointed at the closet door, which like many such doors of that time period was louvered. I shot him a puzzled look over my shoulder, and his first response was to push my forward onto the bed on my hands and knees with my ass facing him. "Damn, there it is... the ass I drooled over while I watched you from behind while you fucked my aunt... I could always see your perfect hairy glutes and thighs as you pumped and on the outstroke I would see this hole of yours... glad to see it hasn't changed too much in all that time." While he was saying this he was dragging his fingers sensuously around my quivering bud. Then I felt his hot breath and his warm face between my cheeks and I shivered. He took a few licks of my pucker and pulled back slightly to tell me to take a few hits from the bong. It was in easy reach and I was soon inhaling clouds while and expert tongue got me twisted in knots! As I was losing myself in clouds and being rimmed, he pulled back a bit again and while continuing to nuzzle my butt with his nose and an occasional nip here and there he murmured "yep, I fell in love with this ass of yours all the way back then. Jonah did too." "WHAT?" I said, shaken out of my reverie. "Yeah, we fucked each other all through High School, but when I came home from my first year in College and told him I was pozzed that semester, he freaked out and went all religious on us. Actually turned "Born Again" and swore off all sex of any kind. Pity... but enough of that, now it's time for me to fuck this ass. Flip over!" Seems he wanted the nostalgia of seeing my ass the way it was when I was a teenager fucking his Aunt, but for the actual action itself he wanted to see me face-to-face. That was totally okay by me, I prefer that myself." A grinning demon rummaged around to toss me the Max Impact and this time HIS underwear from his arrival... the kinky pig... and because of his width, he lubed a bit and while I huffed, he slowly began inserting that FAT cock into my willing but tight former-top-only hole. When it popped in, I have to admit I saw stars for a minute and used my larger size and muscles to hold him still for the minute or so it took for my ass to stop spasming. Once that happened, he continued to slide in, fortunately a short distance since the stretch was so much. But inevitably, it felt good, then great, then heavenly. He bred my hole in the room where he discovered he was turned on by a man's ass. That twisted little fucker made sure we did something sexual in every room of the house... we got into a 69-rim session in his old bunk bed in the bedroom on the other side of the stairs. We did watersports in the master bath and played with toys in the downstairs bath. With his legs around my waist and my cock in his ass we stepped out onto the deck to fuck out there for a few minutes, but it was NOVEMBER and that didn't last long. We used the kitchen counters as convenient rim and suck stations, rode a double headed dildo in the living room, and he had me fist him on his Grandparents bed. Seriously. He had to make sure we hit every place he had some memory of in that house. Realize I had a good number of memories there too, and the thought of his accepting but very straight-laced 94 year old grandfather knowing what chemfueled bacchanalia took place even on his very own (former) bed, both turned me on and boggled my mind. When I got home around 1AM, my hubby just laughed his butt off about the whole thing... "only you, hon, only you". And every once in a while as we were falling asleep I'd hear "only you... but DAMN that's hot". The next day while he had brunch shift, I went back to clean up and Micah and I had a last round or two (being still kind of amped) before we actually cleaned up. When I left he joked that he certainly had to recommend my services as a real estate agent highly, as it was obvious that I provided services few other agents did! When my ex his Aunt Maureen returned the next week from visiting her dad (Micah's aforementioned grandpa) in Florida, she stopped by the house and called to thank me and commend me for how spotless and cleaned up the place was... she was amazed I would do so much extra work. She also mentioned that her nephew had been singing my praises telling her that she had no idea how dedicated, talented and devoted to satisfying a customer I was and she should be "crystal clear" on my dedication and enthusiasm. I contained my laughter, since there was no WAY I could explain... I've bumped into Micah a few times since at sex parties in the city and we always spend sometime playing - and laughing! Coming soon: Part 2 - Renovation Chemming Part 3 - Selling my FB's Condo Part 4 - Candyman refers a Home Buyer

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

CLICK. The door slowly swings open inward, and I step into the apartment. Slipping the key back into the pocket of my shorts, I look around furtively as I close the door behind me, as quietly as possible. Good - no lights on, no sign of anyone here, I think with relief. When your buddy is the superintendent of a huge apartment building on the wrong side of town, you can get away with all kinds of shit. Tom clues me in on when his residents are away, gives me his copy of their key, and I grab whatever I can. He gets a third of the profits, since he's not taking as much of a risk as I am. He says this apartment belongs to a guy who lives alone. Seems like kind of a shy, nerdy type. Works some kind of IT job, keeps to himself. I don't ask too many questions - sounds like an easy target to me. If by chance he's there when I hit his place I'm sure I can clock him and get away before he has a chance to get at me. I pass the kitchen and head for the living room. Nothing promising here - books, TV, desktop computer. No laptop or iPad, nothing small and easy to grab. I decide to check the bedroom and circle back if there's nothing there. Suddenly there's a loud SMACK and the back of my head explodes in pain. Stunned, I drop to my knees. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?!" I turn to look behind me and I'm immediately greeted by a fist to the right side of my face. I hit the floor. A strong pair of hands grabs me - one under my arm, and the other around my neck - and lifts me off the floor, and I get a good look at him for the first time. He's shorter than me - looks about 5'5" - wearing the typical IT guy uniform of khakis, a short sleeve dress shirt and tie, and glasses. Brown hair, weathered face, looks to be about 40. But holy shit, his chest and arms are bulging against his shirt. Fucking Tom...he didn't tell me the guy was a little fucking beast, I think. "You breaking in here to steal some shit? Huh? ANSWER ME, you fucking punk!" Still reeling from two quick blows to the head, I say nothing. I'm unsteady on my feet as it is, and his hand is crushing my windpipe. I'm seeing stars as I start to go down again. "No one fucking breaks into my place and gets away with it." He wrenches me around by the arm and hurls me backward over the back of the sofa. "ANSWER ME YOU LITTLE ASSHOLE! What the fuck are you doing in here??" His face is right in mine, so much so that his spit is all over my face. He eases his grip on my neck. "You're in here to steal my stuff, aren't you? Thought you could get away with it?" I stutter "Y- yeah." He grins wickedly. "Well too fucking bad for you that I caught you!! Now you're going to pay for it!" He grabs both arms and flips me over, so I'm flung face down over the back of his sofa. He pins both of my hands behind my back with one hand. I realize he's incredibly fucking strong, and even if I wasn't likely concussed he would have been able to overpower me pretty quickly in a fight. But despite knowing this, instinct kicks in, and I struggle against his grip, twisting my arms in an effort to free my hands and trying vainly to gain my balance enough to kick him in the nuts. "Oh no you don't!!" With his free hand, he smacks me across the back of the head again. Then he lands a blow to my right side, near my kidney. It completely takes the wind out of me. Suddenly, to my shock, he grabs the waistband of my gym shorts and rips them down to my knees in one quick motion. I'm left in just a t-shirt and my briefs. What the fuck is he doing, I panic in my brain. "You're nothing but a fucking punk bitch, and I'm going to put you in your goddamn place." SMACK. His open hand lands a sharp blow across my right ass cheek. I yowl in pain - it stings like a motherfucker. Before I have time to catch my breath, he lands another one. And another. And another. He alternates at random between my left and right ass cheeks. I pray to god the pain will lessen, but instead the more he spanks my ass, the more each blow stings. Tears are running hot and salty down my face as I scream. "OW! Stop it - OW! FUCK! GODDAMN YOU SICK BASTARD!" I hear him laugh. "Too late for that dumbass, you should have thought twice before breaking into my fucking apartment!" The spanking goes on for what seems like an hour - relentless blow after blow. I've never felt pain like this before. Finally, he pulls me up into a standing position using just the hand that's pinning my wrists to my back. The leverage wrenches both of my shoulders, which hurts like hell. I'm in pain, breathless and with my gym shorts and briefs around my ankles. I'm next to helpless. "You are in more trouble than you fucking know, punk. I've had a shitty fucking day and now you've given me every fucking reason to take it all out on you." He drags me, stumbling and dizzy, into the bedroom. He throws me down on the bed. I have enough of my wits to try rolling off the other side to put some distance between us - maybe I can get away from this fucking lunatic before I end up in pieces in a dumpster. But it doesn't work. He's too quick and too strong. He grabs my left leg and without me even realizing how he did it, it's tied to the bed frame using the necktie he was wearing. I try to yank my leg free but I can't. Before I know it, he's got me tied down, spread eagled and helpless, on his bed. He grins wickedly. "Fuck yeah, this is going to be fun." He opens the drawer of his nightstand and pulls out a jackknife. Oh god, he's going to kill me, I think. He turns to me and in one quick motion, slices through the front of my t-shirt, and then through the sleeves. The back side of the blade is cold as it passes over the skin of my upper arms. He rips the t-shirt off and out from under me. "What are you going to do?" I finally manage to stammer. "If you're going to kill me-" He laughs again. He reaches over and twists my left nipple. I gasp in pain. "Don't worry about that. I'm not a fucking killer. But trust me, what I have in mind is much more fun. To me, anyway." He then cuts easily through my gym shorts and briefs, still around my splayed-out legs, and pulls them off. He goes through my pocket and takes out my phone. Grabbing my hand, he forces my finger against the scanner and it unlocks. "Hmm, let's see .... Facebook ... in a relationship with Katie ... oh, and looks like we have mom and dad on here too, is that right?" "Y- yeah," I respond. He chuckles and points the camera at me. "They are going to love seeing this." He snaps a picture of my naked body, obscenely stretched out on this strange man's bed. "NO! Please, stop, don't do this!" "No? Then stop me. Oh wait, you can't!" He's right and I know it. He laughs again, throwing my phone on his nightstand. He climbs up on the bed, straddling my chest, and puts his forearm against my neck. "I'm going to have a little fun with you, and you're going to fucking do as you're goddamn told. And if you don't, these pics are going on Facebook for everyone to fucking see. Or I might just call the police, who knows...see how much fun you have in a prison cell. You understand, you fucking punk?" "I- I- " "Fuck it, I don't care if you don't." He backhands me hard across the face. He climbs off and starts to strip. He rips his shirt off so quick he loses a button. I realize he's fucking ripped...not the easy target I thought he was. His belt comes off next. He sets it on the nightstand, and then drops his khakis and boxers. Oh my fucking god, I realize with a shock. This sick fucker is going to rape me. His cock looks enormous to me - thick, long and uncut. It's stiffening up really fast as he steps out of his pants and boxers. Before I can recover enough to say a word, he climbs up on the bed again, straddles my face, and slaps my mouth with his dick. "Open that fucking mouth and suck my dick," he orders. My lips tighten. "GODDAMNIT, WHAT DID I TELL YOU?" He backhands me across the face again. "You fucking -" I start to retort, but he backhands me again. "OPEN IT RIGHT FUCKING NOW OR I CALL THE COPS!" The shock of the blows renders me almost completely helpless, and I drop my mouth open. He shoves his cock down my throat in one quick thrust. It's the most disgusting thing I've ever experienced. The salty taste of his dick and his precum makes me nauseous, and the pressure of his cockhead against the back of my throat makes me gag. He ignores this and pushes in harder. His fat rod slides into the opening of my throat, and I feel my stomach wretch. His balls are resting against my chin and my nose is buried in his bush. I can smell his sweat and musk, and it's revolting. He starts fucking my mouth, and it's horrible. I'm gagging, coughing, unable to breathe. Tears running down my face. I feel so violated and humiliated. It seems endless. Finally he gets bored. He climbs off and opens his nightstand again. "On to the main event." He pulls out a bottle of lube, a rag and a little brown bottle. I realize what's about to happen. "No, please, no, don't do this, I'll do anything- " "Shut the fuck up, you little cunt." He reaches down and smacks my balls, hard. The pain is too much, and I black out. When I come to, he's untied my legs from the footboard, and tied them to the headboard, with my knees up against my chest. I become aware of a pressure against my hole, and I look down and see his fucking sadistic grin. He's kneeling between my legs, his huge fucking boner throbbing, with a finger against the outside of my asshole, and it's slick with lube. "No, please, no," I moan. "Too late for that, bitch. You're gonna take my cock like the good fucking little bitch you are." His finger presses into my hole. I clench against it, and it feels like I'm being torn apart. It's a stinging, ripping pain, and I scream. "Tense up like that and it's just going to hurt more. Not that I care, I'm gonna fuck you anyway." He pulls his finger out, and starts slapping his cock against my asshole. I am so revolted by feeling another man's cock on my whole, I almost throw up. "Dude, please, you don't have to do this..." He laughs again. "You didn't have to break into my apartment, asshole. But you did." He reaches over for the rag and the brown bottle. He opens the bottle and pours a good amount of liquid onto the rag, and then presses it over my face. It burns, and the sharp chemical smell is extremely unpleasant. I try to hold my breath but I can't. When I inhale, the fumes go to my head and I feel a warm, sickening headrush. I feel like I'm about to pass out again, and my legs go limp. Without realizing it, my tightly clenched hole relaxes. Then he rams his cock hard into my hole, and all I can feel is the pain. Again and again he pulls all the way out, penetrating my hole over and over. Each time it feels like being stabbed all over again. It's the most painful, violating experience of my life, and I'm sick to my stomach knowing what's happening. He leans into each painful thrust. He's putting all his weight into each one, his hands on either side of my torso. That fucking sick, twisted grin of his makes me wish I could punch him in the face. He's working up a sweat and it's dripping from his forehead all over my face and chest. "Oh yeah, that's a nice tight fucking punk ass," he growls. "Glad I caught you." "Fuck you, you sick fucking pervert," I roar. I spit in his face. He immediately backhands me across the face again. "You are going to fucking regret that." He grabs my throat again and tightens his grip as he fucks me harder and faster. My vision starts to go fuzzy as he chokes me. Fuck, I'm gonna die with a dick up my ass, I think. Finally he releases my throat. "Oh fuck yes, I'm getting close. You're gonna take my fucking load, you worthless little faggot. I'm gonna breed your useless straight punk ass, and you're going to thank me for going easy on you." He pounds my chest with his fist, and then cruelly twists my nipple. I howl in pain...which seems to send him over the edge. "OH FUCK YEAAAAH!" he roars. With one final thrust he buries his cock deep into me. I can feel it throb inside me, and there's a sudden gush of warmth and wetness. I've never felt it before, but I know it's his cum, and it grosses me out so much I finally turn my head to one side and throw up all over his bed. He pulls out and climbs down off me. "Look at this, you fucking whore," he growls. I look and I see his still-hard cock, coated with what looks like mucus and cum...and streaks of what I realize is my blood. "Yeah, take a good look...I fucking popped your bitch ass cherry. Fucked you raw and bloody. You should be grateful you got your cherry popped by a real man." He undoes the knots holding me to the bed, and I feel the blood rush back into my hands and feet. "Now I'm going to shower off, and you're going to fucking clean up this mess, and get the fuck out of here. The bedroom door locks from the outside so don't even think about trying to get out." He walks out of the room, slamming the door behind him. I hear the unmistakeable rattle of a hook and eye lock sliding into place. I have no choice but to obey. He already fucking raped me, why make him any madder? I climb off the bed, every part of my body aching from the abuse I just took. As I stand up, I feel a warm wet trickle down the back of my ballsack, and I realize it's his cum...and most likely, my blood. I start stripping the sheets off his bed and throwing them in a pile. I realize he left his clothes on the floor, and my curiosity is piqued by a piece of paper I see sticking out of the pocket of his khakis. I slip it out of the pocket and read it... PATIENT: Christopher Rollins DOB: 5/19/1973 DATE OF VISIT: November 20, 2016 REASON FOR VISIT: New HIV infection HPI: Pt is a 43 year old gay male who was seen last week for routine HIV/STD screening. He returns to the office today because 4th gen HIV Ag/Ab testing was positive. This is his first positive test. A viral load was run on the sample he provided last week, and a viral load of 137,000 copies/mL suggests a relatively recent infection. Today we discussed starting HAART, pending results of a genotype / resistance analysis, which should be resulted in the next 3 - 4 weeks. Pt is coping well with the diagnosis. He was instructed to abstain from sexual intercourse at this time, as a high viral load indicates that he is extremely infectious at this time. Pt aware of the above and understands all instructions.

This happened last week when I was in NJ for business. I had been horny all day and my cock kept getting hard. I was busy with a work meeting but I was having trouble ignoring the growing lump in my pants. After I was back at my hotel I started to search for some hot ass to breed on BBRTS. I came across a cumdump ad from a guy that was taking loads a few miles from where I was staying. He was in a local Adult theater and was taking loads. I sent him an email and asked if he'd like some additional loads. He sent me a message that he was taking some loads from 3 cocks and as soon as he was done he was happy to come over and take mine. Sure enough, about an hour later he arrives. Hot guy late 30's 5'10" hairy chest and ass, and a wet hole. We started kissing and he got down sucking me hard. I couldn't wait any longer and pushed him on the bed on his back with his legs in the air. I sank my cock deep in that hot wet hole. OMG it felt so good with the other loads inside. I fucked his hole hard for a short time before my first load shot out of my balls and into his ass! "don't you dare pull out" he said. DUH I had no intention as I pushed further inside to let him feel my cock explode. He stayed with me for several hours and over that time I fucked him and seeded his ass several more times. I'm lucky, my dick isn't huge but its kinda thick and I can cum mutiple times. He was a greedy cumdump and took everything I had. Honestly I was spent and very happy. He left my hotel room about 4am with a very happy wet dripping hole! I want more! I love it and am addicted to breeding hot ass!!

For months I had been hooking up with a older guy. I am 22 while he was 42. He was the most aggressive, verbal top I had been with, always called me his little boy and such while he fucked me with his eight inch cock. He was a hairy cop with brown hair and a nice muscular body. He always put a condom on after he spent a little time grinding his thick dick in my ass crack as I lay on my stomach and he lay on my back, biting my neck and shoulders. The night of this story, however, things went a little differently. On this particular night he had invited a group of guys over for dinner and one friend in particular, a tall truck driver (about 6'5"), sporting a 70s style porn 'stache, was very touchy with me all night. Of course I liked his attention. Late at night eventually everyone but the trucker, our host and I had left. The trucker had fallen asleep on on couch while my cop and I were kissing and groping. We decided to take it to the bedroom where our clothes came off fast so I could orally pleasure that hairy meat, getting nice and wet. It wasn't long before he had me in the usual position grinding his cock along my wet, lubed ass crack. The feeling of his cock head passing over my hole drove me wild. I started trying to loosen-up my hole to ready it for the fucking I was about to receive. That fucking came a bit sooner than I expected as, in one pass, his aim was a little too good and he had plunged inside me. He thrust at the same pace a few times before he stopped. I had held my breath for a moment to adjust to the admittedly unexpected shock of his large raw cock inside my ass. He held still and for a bit, as I struggled to balance the pleasure of feeling his raw cock with the sensible use of a condom. My brain was screaming 'fuck me', 'fuck me more', but the pleasure was overwhelming, so I mentally grabbed my composure suggested this compromise "You can continue for a bit if you want before pulling on a condom." "You sure?" he asked, and upon receipt of my tacit approval, went back to pumping in and out of my hole for a few minutes. Then he pulled out and instructed me to get on my back. He grabbed a condom from the night table, and kneeling between my legs, pushed them up, positioning my feet on his shoulders. I held my legs as steadily as I could on my chest, and told him to give me a little raw cock. Truth be known, I didn't want him to use a condom at all, I was enjoying the sensation of raw cock too much. He smiled and replied "Just a little more," as he pushed back inside my ass. I, meanwhile knew I had to do something to keep him from putting on the condom. So I began to say "Please breed my ass, Daddy! I need your raw daddy dick inside my hole." I was apparently sending him over the edge, because he told me to stop saying egging him on or he would blow his load inside me. So of course I continued, intent to take his load. After a few moments more of using my hole, and an additional cry from me "Give me that daddy cum," he couldn't stop himself and he unloaded deep into my ass. About then the bedroom door opened and his trucker friend, completely naked and sporting a seven inch hard-on walked in saying only "My turn." The cop handed him a condom, explaining this occasion wasn't a normal occurrence so he needed to put one. The cop then walked into the bathroom to take a shower. The trucker got on the bed between my legs and asked if he really had to wear a condom. I nodded that he should, but he had other intentions. He threw the condom aside, pushed my legs up to my chest and shoved his raw dick in my cum-lubed ass. Pausing, he asked "Do I still need to?" I shook me head 'no' and he began pounding me. He pleasured both of us for several minutes, and then announced he was close. Just then the cop walked back in the room, and went down on his knees at the foot of the bed to watch his buddy pound me. About then the trucker groaned "Take my load, man" as his cum shoot into my hole, adding to the cop's load. As the trucker pulled out, the cop, noting the trucker had foregone the rubber, declared I would need to come back and give it up to them both again. And so it was.

Hey all you horny fuckers. Would anyone be up for a group piss fuck or have you ever been involved in a group piss fuck? id love to have a few guys who'd be up for piss fucking me and filling me up? just wondered fi this would be possible. cheers guys

I was working out of town one day. I helped out with a presentation in the morning, but was not needed until a meeting at 3:00 P.M., so I found myself driving around the small city where we were making a business presentation. I grabbed lunch, and afterwards decided to do some shopping. After walking around a bit and looking at various stores, I turned a corner and saw a small, somewhat dumpy looking adult book store. Of course I decided to step in to check it out, thinking perhaps I'd get lucky, and be able to connect with some guy and suck his cock. The store was small full of the usual porn and sex toys. There was a curtain at the back with a sign over it that sad "Viewing Booths $5." I went to the counter and paid my $5. The clerk smiled and said "Have fun." I stepped through the curtain and saw the usual line of booths. There were a couple of guys in there just hanging around, and the red indicator light over a couple of the booths told me at least a few booths were occupied by a guy who was watching porn. I stepped into an empty booth, peeked through the glory hole, but there was no one in the next booth. I punched the buttons next to the video screen to find a movie that interested me. After watching for a couple of minutes, I heard the door of the next booth open and close. I bent over and saw someone had indeed entered the booth, and that he was standing there groping himself. After a few seconds, he also bent over and checked-out the booth where I was located. Seeing me, he stood up and unzipped his fly, pulling-out a nice long cock which he slowly stroked. I stuck a couple of fingers through the gloryhole and gestured to him. He took the hint, and his cock slowly emerged through the opening. It was nice and long and on the thick side, but it was only about half hard. I stroked it for a few seconds before bending over for a taste. I got it all down my throat and I could hear him moan quietly, but it wasn't getting any harder. He pulled his cock back through and whispered through the hole "Can I come over?" "Sure," I replied, unlocking the door. Seconds later I heard a light tap on my door, and upon opening it, a nice looking older guy came in. "Sorry my cock isn't hard," he quietly remarked, and then asked to see mine. I stood up and he sat on the seat and started to play with my cock. "You like to get sucked?" he asked. I nodded, and he started to stroke my dick and lick the head. I closed my eyes and let him start to suck me for real. It felt wonderful. I heard the door of the booth he had left open and close, but I didn't pay much attention. My cocksucker was very talented and seemed to be really enjoying himself. Then he stopped sucking and looked up at me. He said "Someone is watching us" and smiled at me, indicating the glory hole. He gently turned me toward the hole and pushed me so my cock went through. I felt another warm mouth on my cock, and the guy with me said "I have never seen you before." "I'm from out of town," I explained. He responded with a chuckle saying "We love fresh meat here." He was rubbing my lower back and ass, and gently pulled at me so my cock came back out of the glory hole. He started sucking it again, looked up at me and asked "Are you negative?" "Yes," I quietly replied. "Huh?" he asked. "Yes, I'm negative," I replied, this time a bit more loudly. "You can't be too careful in these places" he said with a smile. He got back to his wonderful, slow sucking, and he stuck a finger through the hole. A really nice thick hard cock was sliding into sight. He started to stroke it while he sucked me. I also reached down to feel it, and as I did so, my cocksucker undid my belt and pants and let them drop to the floor. "Suck on it," he encouraged, so I gladly bent down to do just that. While I was bent over, he checked-out my bare ass, found my hole and rubbed a finger on it. This really turned me on, especially when he moved into position so he was directly behind me at which point he began kissing and rimming my ass. Involuntarily I moaned, as I loved the twin sensation of sucking on a big hard cock in my mouth as another man's tongue worked my hole. He said "I think you're enjoying yourself, aren't you?" I made a muffled response as my mouth was still full of cock. "Do you like to get fucked?" he asked. I made the same muffled response, hoping he would understand I had answered 'yes', but no such luck. "Huh?," he asked. I backed off the cock I was sucking and replied "Yes, I love to get fucked." The guy in the next booth heard me and let out a grunt of approval. The man with me dove back into my hole with his tongue deep like he was very turned on by my answer. He then pulled me away from the other guy's cock, and whispered through the gloryhole "Do you want to fuck my friend?" "Fuck yeah!" the other guy replied. "Do you have a condom?" The guy in the next booth answered "Nope." It turned-out none of us was carrying a condom, and honestly, I, at least, had not really expected things to go in this direction. In any event, the guy slipped a finger into me and was vigorously fucking me with one, then two fingers. I was getting really turned on by this scene, even if the finger fucking was a little rough, especially as I could feel his fingernails. "Take it easy, man," I asked. "Okay," he replied, even as he acknowledged the obvious, "sorry, no one has a condom." Then he leaned over to the glory hole and asked in a whisper "Are you clean?" "Yes" the guy whispered back. Then the finger-fucker looked up at me as if to ask "Well?" He continued finger fucking my hole, going a little rough again. I really needed that hot cock inside me, so I turned around. "I have some lube," my new friend said, and he pulled out a tube of lube and greased the big cock up. He helped me maneuver and lined my hole up with the cock. I slowly backed up onto it. It felt great! More to cum...

Seems like the older guys sort of like going thru the motions of being tricked. I don't know if they are acting-out or just give into the idea when they get hot. But always surprised at how easy it is to do a younger dude. Here's one for you. I was doing a neighbor kid this summer....18/19 or some such. I looked forward to it for several years and sort of strange how I always knew I'd get him some day but never felt in any hurry - he's sort of young for his age. But he was out of town this summer and planning on college in the fall so it was time. Think he had just a little experience - wasn't as nervous about it as if it was his first ever time, but definitely needed some lessons. Anyway, lots of sessions starting in June and it was fun plus nice having some nearby. We "forgot" ourselves a few times and barebacked, and pulled the old trick many more. So he leaves for school in late August but keeps in touch by email and I get to hear a little about his love life....not slutting around a lot but getting some at Ohio State....he talked about most as regular school buds but there was one guy I didn't get details on and sort of think that was "love" and was an older guy. The tone of his e-mails sort of changed in late November, he had something to tell me when he was home for Christmas, etc. Had me guessing that he had his test results and was wondering if he figured-out it was me or really thought he had converted that fast from his contacts at school. That was it - and you wouldn't believe what a perverse thrill it was to listen to him pouring out his story - feeling all pumped inside but having to act serious and sorry. I gave him all kinds of good advice, etc. He was pathetically grateful when I still wanted to bed him after knowing that he's poz!!!!!! BUT THE GREATEST THING: To keep my cover, course we'd be safe. He'd never topped me during the summer but got into it a little at school so he did me a couple times. Then the day after Christmas we had a nice long session. I did him first, then he was doing me. If course I made a big production of slipping the rubber off him...telling him how much I like him, that I wanted his sperm in me - poz or not whatever would be would be. At first it sort of freaked him, but he was horned pretty good by then and went for it. Tentative at first, but he got into it fast. I was looking forward to the thought of taking back my bugs that I had seeded over the summer - thought that was going to be a real turn-on.....but what was so over-the-top. As he was working me, I could see this transformation in him: like he had never considered breeding a guy on purpose – that he was totally into being safe with his newly toxic loads. But while it's going down I could just see the ideas forming in his head - how he was getting into the idea of pozzing me - and liking it! By the time he got to the squirt strokes, I knew he had moved onto a new stage. When he shot he was past making love to his old bud - he was definitely into gifting. No words to express the pride I felt! Anyway....he'll be driving back to college this week but we're spending tonight playing together. When he left for school the first time, it was sort of hard to say goodbye. This time will be a lot more gratifying for me knowing that he's going back looking to share my gift with his buds - what a feeling!

Kyle is a hot young twink, who has a boyfriend. He and his boyfriend have been together for many years and are generally happy together. However, one day they we fighting. Kyle had been staying with his boyfriend, but decided he was going to go back to his apartment to cool off. This is the decision that changed everything for Kyle. This is what happened once Kyle got back to his apartment. Kyle got back to his apartment early in the morning, around 8 AM. Kyle was a very horny guy all the time, so even in times of high emotion he wanted sex. Kyle's roommate was not home when he got there, so he decided to log onto Grindr and see who might be interested in a hookup. Being so early in the morning, there were not a terribly large amount of guys online, and many of those who were online were not looking and just passing their time at work scrolling through the boys. Kyle did see a guy online who was usually relatively close to him that he had long though was extraordinarily sexy. He had tattoos that Kyle especially liked, and an amazing body. Kyle had not messaged his Adonis on Grindr before though, because he had these 3 letters on his profile: "PNP". Kyle knew that his boyfriend was not a fan of that activity so he elected previously not to engage in such activities. Today though was different. Kyle was horny, there were limited options, and he currently didn't give a flying fuck about his boyfriend. He made his decision, before he realized it, there was a chat bubble from him to Star Tattoo boy that said "Hey, What's up?". He didn't really expect a response, because really, who that is that pretty on Grindr is real, or not stuck up as fuck. To his surprise just a moment later, his phone buzzed. Kyle opened Grindr and saw a message from Star Tat boy: "Sup, lookin to pnp?" HOLY FUCK, Kyle couldn't believe it. He immediately responded: "FUCK YES, anything to get naked with you." Start Tat guy responded quickly informing that he had favors, but couldn't host or drive. Kyle happily offered to go pick up him up. Matt introduces himself, and asks the typical Grindr questions: Top or Bottom, Poz or Neg, Into?, & are you free now. Kyle said he was a versatile top, neg, openminded, and free immediately. Matt was happy to hear these things. He asked for a few pictures, and sent some himself. The fist picture was of his 7"x6" monster cock, to which he captioned "TOP Only". Kyle, though usually a top was perfectly fine with this, as he enjoyed bottoming for cocks bigger than his own 7"x5" cock. They both liked each other's pictures, so it was ON. Matt asked Kyle if he had any pipes or lighters. Kyle was hesitant to answer, because he knew that some party guys didn't want to have the responsibility of partying with a first-timer. He finally told Matt that he had never partied before, but really really wanted to try, and try it with him. Matt did not see this as an issue. He just wanted to make sure that Kyle had the entire day to himself, and that they would have privacy. Kyle assured him he had all day, and that he was home alone with a locking bedroom door, just in case his roomie came back. Matt told Kyle that he only fucked BB, no exceptions. This stoked Kyle, as he greatly preferred BB sex and only used condoms with hookups to appease his boyfriend. So with that Matt sent his address. Kyle put it into GPS, it was close, only about 15 minutes away. Once Kyle arrived at Matt's place, Matt was down and getting into his car in short order. Kyle had to stop and gaze at Matts perfect body for just a moment before he thew the car back in gear and headed back to his place. They guys made small talk, and discussed a little bit what partying for the first time was going to be like, getting Kyle very hard in the drivers seat. In almost no time they were back and up in Kyle's room. Matt wanted to start things off slow, which temporarily disappointed Kyle, but right after that Matt simply explained he wanted to get naked, get comfortable with each other, and maybe watch some porn before they started to party. Kyle's disappointment was quickly replaced with excitement as he started to get undressed, carefully watching Matt do the same. Matt's cock flopped out of the cute square cut trunks he was wearing, and Kyle knew he had to have that in his mouth so he dropped to his knees and started slowly licking the still soft, but girthy cock. Matt moaned for a minute and then went for the bed. Kyle took this opportunity to put some porn up on the TV, ensuring it was bareback porn. The two guys laid together kissing, caressing, & and enjoying each other's bodies. Once Matt felt comfortable he pulled away and suggested that they get out the pipe, load it up and take a few hits. This was the moment Kyle had been waiting for, his first chance to try PNP, and on top of that try it with a sexy guy like Matt. Matt showed himself to be truly skilled with a pipe. He got it loaded and struck up the lighter. He explained that he had to melt down the crystals, then once they were in a puddle, he would let them cool down. Kyle watched curiously as Matt once again started to heat the bottom of the bowl, slowly rolling it back and forth until a thick white smoke started to form. He held his lips close to the pipe without touching it and began to inhale deeply and slowly. He then started to slowly exhale a large cloud of smoke that never seemed to end. He repeated this process two more times, and offered Kyle his first hit. He coached him to slowly inhale, and hold it in for just a moment before exhaling so the smoke didn't re-crystalize in his lungs. Matt held the end of the pipe near Kyle lips and began to rock the bowl again, once the wispy curls of smoke began to form, he instructed Kyle to begin inhaling. Kyle exhaled a could almost as big as he had just seen Matt do a moment ago. He nearly immediately started to feel different. The feeling started radiating through his entire body. He felt wonderful. Matt helped hm with 2 more hits, took another himself and asked Kyle how he felt. Kyle felt wonderful, like he had never felt before, and like he couldn't resist touching Matt's body all over. ....Do you want more?

I was cruising the Craigslist posts here in Las Vegas a few nights ago. There was a post from a black couple. One was an older black daddy, aged 52 and his pup, aged 26. Both described themselves as tall and thin with extra long dicks. Well, my weaknesses are black tops. And getting tag team fucked by a black couple would be a dream come true. I quickly replied to their ad and attached some pics of me sucking some bbc's and taking some raw black dick in my ass. Within about 5 minutes, I received a reply from the older guy. He told me where they lived. They had both been smoking some weed and were horny to fuck some white ass. I told him that I was interested. Just give me their address, I'll douch and shower and be there within the hour. He quickly sent his address and I got myself cleaned out. I was so anxious to taste those bbc's. I quickly cleaned up and got to their place in record time. My heart was pounding as I rang the doorbell. The older guy opened the door and invited me inside. "Dave here", I said. "Maurice", he said. Then pointing behind him, he said, "DeWayne". DeWayne was completely naked, already with a raging hard on. And a BBC it was. The very good looking 26 year old was well over 6 ft. tall. Probably around 180 lbs. Muscular with a smooth, rippled chest and abs. His BBC had to be close to 10"s. Rather slim in diameter, but with a very large mushroom cockhead, completely covered in beautiful, black, foreskin. Maurice closed the door behind me and locked it. Maurice was wrapped in a long bathrobe. Maurice was also well over 6 ft. tall. Perhaps 190 lbs. Muscular with a well defined chest, covered with thick, black, curly hair. He had large, erect nipples that stuck up through the carpet of hair on his chest. Maurice was not particularly good looking. Downright homely and awkward looking. But his tall, muscular build was a real turn on. Maurice quickly opened then dropped the bathrobe. He was now naked with a semi hard bbc. His was cock was also close to 10"s long. But thicker than DeWaynes. "Follow me", Maurice said as he led us down the stairs to in most homes would be called a "family room". But in their home it had been turned into a "sex room". A large king size bed with no headboard was in the center of the room. Small, short tables were on all 4 corners of the bed. Each little table had a tube of lube, a bottle of poppers and some small towels all set out to be close at hand when needed. A gigantic big screen TV was on one wall. A hot all black gay porn flick was already playing on the screen. In one corner of the large room, hanging from the ceiling was a sling. Opposite the TV was a large sofa. Covered in a sheet, to protect it from cum and lube. "Get naked, buddy", Maurice said. As he lit up a joint and inhaled a few drags. "Want some?" he said. "Wish I could. But I get tested at work. Can't take the chance". I said with disappointment. Maurice handed the joint to DeWayne. And they passed the joint back and forth between them for awhile as I stripped. Once they'd quickly finished the joint and I was naked, Maurice told me, "Suck my dick, white daddy". I walked to Maurice and dropped to my knees. I wrapped my lips around his cockhead and began to worship his cock as it grew in my mouth. DeWayne walked over to us and he and Maurice kissed passionately as I worshipped Maurices cock. It quickly grew to a full erection. Maurice pulled from my mouth and DeWayne's cock quickly took it's place in my mouth. Since DeWayne's cock wasn't as thick as Maurices, I could take his long cock down the back of my throat. He was definitely enjoying my deep throat. "Put your white pussy in the sling, Dave", Maurice barked. Maurice was definitely in charge. I came up off of DeWayne's cock and walked over to the sling. I quickly climbed in and positioned my ass for easy access. Maurice kissed DeWayne and said to him, "Fuck our white boy, baby". Since these guys were fully prepared, another small table was set up next to the sling. On the table was another bottle of lube and poppers. DeWayne came up to me at the sling and picked up the poppers. He took a couple of deep inhales of the poppers. then asked if I wanted some? "Yeah. I'll take some poppers. Maurice walked over with 2 bottles of poppers in his hands. He handed me one. So all of us had our own bottles of poppers. We were all taking deep breaths of poppers, getting ready for the play to begin. DeWayne dropped to his knees and began to eat my ass. Getting his tongue deep up inside my fuck hole. He spit a few times on my hole, then would slide his saliva up inside me with his tongue. Maurice came beside me and began to suck on my tits. Well....tit play gets me horny as hell. It didn't take very long with my tits being sucked on and my ass being eaten, before I was begging one of them to fuck me. DeWayne stood up, spit on his cock a few times then put his cock up to my hole. He took hold of the leather sling and slid his cock up inside me in one quick push. I took another sniff of poppers and he began to fuck me. My head was spinning from the strong poppers and my ass was in heaven as the youngster fucked my ass. Maurice leaned down to my face and began to kiss me as his young husband fucked my white manpussy. DeWayne fucked me for about 5 minutes, before Maurice changed positions and put his thick bbc into me. DeWayne walked to the sofa, sat down and lit another joint. He just watched as his Daddy/Husband fucked me. Maurice fucked a lot harder. He'd pull out of me, then ram back up into me. I'd grunt as his big cock would continually ram into me. DeWayne finally got up and walked over to us. He put the joint up to his husbands lips as Maurice took a deep drag on it. DeWayne then walked to my head and put his cock up to my lips. It was an awkward angle, but I sucked on his cock as best I could as he continued to suck on the joint. Finally, Maurice took hold of my hand an began to pull me from the sling. "On the bed, Bitch". He barked. I walked to the bed in the center of the room, taking some drags on the poppers as I got onto my knees on the edge of the bed. DeWayne st:ood behind me and slid back up into me in one quick thrust. He held me around the waist and fucked me hard and deep. Maurice climbed up onto the bed. Put his bbc up to my lips, "Suck me, daddy", he said. I was being spit roasted by these two black tops. For about a half hour, these two black tops took turns using my ass for their pleasure. Finally, Maurice layed on his back along side me. "Sit on my black dick, pig", he said. DeWayne pulled out of me and I moved over to straddle his daddy dick. I positioned his cock up to my fuck hole and I sat down onto him. Taking his bbc balls deep back into my ass. "Now, lean forward, Dave. You're going to take us both, now". "Oh, I don't think I can take you both", I protested. Maurice put an open bottle of poppers to my nose. "Here. You'll need these". I took the bottle and took 5 or 6 deep breaths of poppers. Filling my lungs with it, till my head was spinning. Then I leaned over. My face just in front of Maurice. He took my face in his hands, pulled my face to his and kissed me passionately. Ramming his long tongue, deep into my mouth. As we were kissing, his young husband climbed behind me, putting his cock up to my hole, filled with his husbands bbc. I felt DeWayne drizzling cold lube on my occupied asshole. And he lubed up his cock. I came up off of Maurices mouth for a moment to again take some deep breaths of poppers. I went back to kissing Maurice as DeWayne began to push up into me. Even though DeWayne's cock was long, it was relatively thin. I couldn't believe it, but I felt his cock slide all the way up inside me, along side his husbands bbc. They both held it there for a moment, allowing me to adjust to their dicks, then I felt DeWayne begin to pump. I had to keep sniffing poppers, but DAMN!, I actually had two dicks inside me and they were fucking me. I went back to kissing Maurice as now both their cocks were sliding up into me. They had obviously done the double penetration thing with a lot of guys. They had the positioning and rhythm down perfectly. My hole was definitely stretched to it's limit, but to my surprise, I was taking it. They double fucked me for about 5 minutes, then DeWayne let out a loud growl and grunted, "OH, FUCK..!!! I'm Cumming..!!!". He slammed up into me and held it as I felt his body shake behind me. Maurice continued to slam up into me as his young husband's cum was filling my ass. DeWayne was shaking in orgasm and groaning for several moments, before pulling out of me, then climbing to the other side of the bed, to feed me his cum covered cock to clean off. I gladly sucked and licked every drop of his cum from his cock as it softened in my mouth. Then Maurice pushed me off him. "Get on your knees again", he shouted. I got onto my hands and knees. Maurice got behind me and began to lick his husband's cum from my hole. He slid his tongue up into me., then began to suck on my puckered hole. He was drinking every drop he could of his stud's cum from my ass. Then he knelt up behind me and slammed back into me. I had to take another deep sniff of poppers, as he now fucked me forcefully and deeply. I could tell he was really turned on. His fucking was now brutal. He was holding me tightly around the waist as he continually slammed into me. He'd pull all the way out of me, till just the tip of his cockhead was in me, then he's slam back into me, with a grunt. It only took a few minutes of brutal fucking before Maurice let out a loud groan. "FUCKKKKKKKKK....!!!!", he screamed, as he slammed deep into me and held it there. His body was shaking in orgasm. I could feel his cock throbbing inside my ass as he filled my guts with his load. A few more deep thrusts, then he pulled out of me with a "plop". I collapsed onto the mattress, trying to catch my breath. Maurice got up and walked to DeWayne. They kissed each other passionately as I layed in exhaustion on their mattress. Soon they laid down on either side of me on the bed and we took turns kissing each other. Then I felt Maurice slap my ass. "Thanks! You're a fun fuck", he said. I knew it was time to leave. "Anytime", I said. I got up, cum dripping down my inner thigh as I put my briefs on and dressed. Once I was dressed, I thanked them both again for the fun fuck. "You've got our number. Call us sometime. We'll fuck again", Maurice said. As I walked to the door, Maurice and DeWayne continued to kiss on the bed. I let myself out and climbed into my car. I could feel cum soaking my briefs and pants as I drove home. Completely satisfied by the hot fuck. And still amazed that I actually had two cock inside me at the same time. I will definitely be back to play with these two, again.

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I hooked up with a couple of older guys (60s) last week, already typed up about then. However they messaged me this AM and asked if I wanted a walk in the woods. Now my mantra is never to refuse a load no matter who it's from so I agreed. Met them at the local woods and went walking. Got about 5 minutes in and one of them pulls me into a thick bush. Turns out they've got a bit of an old timers club that go 'walking' on Wednesdays. When I got into the thick of the bush there was a group of 5 in a wank circle. I got pushed to my knees and the wank circle enclosed around me and I took the first dick in my mouth. I felt hands groping my tits and my butt. A fingered got pushed into my hole. I stood up and looked around and they were a varied bunch of guys intgere 60s. Some chubby, a couple skinny but all at least 60-65. I'm not really turned on or horny by the situation but repeat my mantra to myself about 'never refusing a load'. So I took a very large hit of poppers found a tree stump to lean against and took my first cock. 1 or 2 were finding it hard to keep their erections so I sucked their dicks whilst another was fucking me. All in all I swallowed 2 loads and took another 5 in my butt. They left after each had spunked in me. The last hit my butt, called me a spunk whore and sad cunt and left. I pulled my trousers up and left. Used. I think I need to change my mantra!!

old bull and young bull were standing on a hill looking down over a valley full of young heifers. The young bull sees them and shouts: "lets run down there and breed a heifer". the old bull simply replies: "lets WALK down there and breed them all." Do not get me wrong, I enjoy any cock I can find. But, in a life-time of slutting around, I have learned that skill and attitude are more important than age, looks, size, smell or any other combo of attributes. In my view, it is the attitude of the older guys that helps them be the best fuckers.

I'd take that fist and more.

Dear (B)readers... Have a Happy Thanksgiving, one and all. I won't be able to post another chapter until after the holiday weekend...thanks for getting me to 30K+ views!!!!

Me: 39, 6'1", semi musclar black bear w/ hairy body, 6" cut, bald head, tight groom black beard Buddy: 45, 6'4, white smooth bear, blonde and blue eyed My buddy was moving out of the state and want together for one last go before he left. We've know each other for about 20 years and over the course of that time I've fucked his ass many times, the first five years with condoms and rest without. On this occasion, after we had dinner we went back to my place and got comfortable. His mouth immediately dove deep onto my cock, deep throating it, making love to the cock that has fucked him off and on for years. After a few minutes he slipped off my cock, licked his wet lips and said "By the end of the night I want your DNA in me." Then he smiled and went back to work, all the while waiting to be sucked off. Eventually I pulled him up and kissed him. He then drove onto my nipples and worked then, as I stroked his cock. Before long I climbed atop him and ground my cock into his as we kissed. As we did so, he groaned in pleasure and I sensed his legs slowly spreading apart. Eventually they were sufficiently far apart that I was able to easily grab his leg, positioning it on my shoulder, then I lubed my fingers with coconut oil, fingering his hole to wake it up. Soon I had two fingers in and he was squirming on them as his hole lubed up for me to fuck it. It was finally time. I placed his other meaty leg on my shoulders and pushed them back until his hole was in position. Now lubed myself, I pushed hard into his hole, his face contorted in pleasure and pain up as I slid in. Then he groaned deeply. I knew he had lost the ability to formulate a sentence. Starting with a solid steady thrust, I worked his hole until it opened up, and when he seemed ready I went deeper. He moaned louder as my cock filled his ass. He had mentioned he hadn't been fucked in months, and I think he was telling me the truth. Pulling out, I gestured for him to flip over so I could fuck him doggie style. Once mounted, I went to town, pounding deeper and harder. Between moans he grunted "You're going so fuckin' deep! God yes! Give it to me." Sweat covered me as I dropped onto his back, never letting up in fucking his hole. After about fifteen minutes I flipped him onto his side as I wanted to make sure he was well fucked, and besides, I was determined to make sure I got as much from his ass as I could, especially since I sensed my load was about to blow. At the end I switched back to our original position, with his legs on my shoulders, and I looked deep into his eyes as I came.

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Justin and I were really looking forward to Mardi Gras. I hadn't been to one before and he couldn't wait to show me around. Mardi Gras parades and festivals go on for weeks. Some of the parades are in the suburbs and, while we didn't go to those, the party atmosphere really kicked up on campus. There was not a day I wasn't drinking the last week in February. Every night after I got drunk, I'd climb on Justin's condomless cock and ride it until he came inside me. I love the feeling of a man cumming in my ass. Justin had gotten over the fact that we were no longer using condoms. He was enjoying it as much as I was now. He started getting a little rougher and verbal. He'd make me beg or ask for his load. Then he'd tell me how hot it was that I begged for it when we would cuddle afterward. It became our thing. I loved doing it, especially when I was looking at him on my back or riding him. His face was so great when he came. Justin and I went to our first parade the Thursday before Fat Tuesday. We stood on St. Charles Avenue and got really drunk with his brother and roommates. We ran into a bunch of gay guys from Loyola University (right next to Tulane). Justin and I made fast friends with them because they had vodka based cocktails in gallon milk jugs in their cooler. They invited us to go to a party after the parade. We said yes. After the parade was over, we left Justin's roommates and went with the Loyola gays. We showed up at this old house that had been converted into apartments near both our campuses. The 2nd floor unit was the party space. It was pretty big with 3 bedrooms, a big living room, dining room and kitchen. There were also porches in the back and the front. It was nice, but it was a student apartment so it was also disheveled and run down. The roommates were all other gays who lived in New Orleans - two students and one graduate. The liquor was flowing and the group of boys was growing. Soon there were about 40 people at the party so it was hot and we were getting sweaty. Guys started hooking up. Some left and others stayed around to make out and drink more. Justin and I were in the later group. At one point Justin and I started making out with another couple. It was hot. Justin grabbed the back of my hips and bent me over to make out with the other guys. It was clear who the tops and bottoms were in our foursome. I could feel Justin's cock hard in his shorts pressing on my ass. I had worn a jockstrap that day and both our shorts were thin enough so that it felt like his cock was resting in my crack. The other bottom and I stopped making out and returned to our respective men. I kissed Justin and pulled him into a bedroom and the other couple came with. I pushed Justin against the wall and dropped to my knees to suck his cock just as the other bottom closed the bedroom door. I sucked Justin's cock and got it very wet. The other bottom must've been pre-lubed because the other top had a condom on and was plowing his already. I could hear the moans. I stood up and kissed Justin and told him to fuck me as I unbuttoned my shorts and let them fall on the floor. He grabbed me. I stepped out of the shorts and he pushed me against the wall. Justin lined up his cock and pressed into my ass. I moaned and winced a bit. Justin and I usually used lube, but spit would have to do. Justin fucked me hard and fast. I could hear the other bottom moaning and his top grunting. The other top said he was about to cum. I looked in the mirror and saw him pull out, rip off the condom and cum in the bottom's mouth. I saw Justin watching too. He said he was about to cum. I said, "Give it to me baby. Cum in my ass." Justin came inside me. He turned me around dropped to his knees and sucked me off until he came. We all left the room together. The other bottom said, "Did you guys use a condom?" I said, "No, he's my boyfriend and we are both tested and are negative." He said, "I've never done it bareback. I haven't been with a guy I trust enough yet. One mistake and you could be poz." I slid my hand into Justin's and said, "I trust Justin." Justin smiled and we kissed. We left the party about a half hour later. Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and Monday were all insane days. Justin's roommates grabbed a shopping cart, we filled it with booze and took it almost all the way downtown to watch the parades and get drunk. Justin and I went out every night after the parades to dance at Oz and Pub. We'd dance shirtless and make out on the dance floor. Tuesday was nuts. We woke up early to watch the Zulu parade, of which we caught the end. We crossed Canal Street to the FQ side and hung out there with friends who had an apartment a few blocks into the Quarter. I learned quickly that Bathroom access is the key to enjoying Mardi Gras. Justin and I bought frozen daiquiris. We watched the last parade and then went to watch the Gay Mardi Gras festivities on St. Ann. There was a costume show of some kind and Justin and I were really drunk. We had such a great time. The bars were overflowing with gay guys. So many sexy guys. So much skin. I took off my shirt. Justin took his off. I was so drunk that I tried to give him head on the balcony of one of the bars. He stopped me and we kissed and laughed. I whispered that we should go somewhere and fuck. Justin smiled at me. He took my hand and said, "I think I know a place." Justin and I went into another bar that was much darker. It was really crowded. The crowd was lively and we ran into the couple that we met at the party. The bottom said his boyfriend had just fucked him in the bathroom. Justin said, "That's what I had in mind." We went to the bathroom and finally got into a stall. Justin had grabbed a couple of lube packets from a bowl next to a bowl of condoms. I pushed my shorts and underwear down. Justin lubed his cock and slid his cock right inside me. We had fucked twice the night before and once that morning already. I was pretty used to his cock so it slid all the way inside me. I groaned loudly. Justin leaned over me and said we had to be quiet. I couldn't help it though. I was so horny and his cock felt so good hitting my prostate over and over again that I was moaning loudly. Justin said, "Be quiet Zach." That's when one of the other guys in the bathroom said, "Be loud. It's hot. Let him moan." Another guy said, "Yeah Zach, moan for us." Justin didn't say anything else. He just kept fucking me for a few more minutes and he reached around with a lubed hand to jerk me off too. My hands were pressed against the wall as he rode my ass. He was bringing me close. I said, "I'm close." Justin said, "Me too. Do you want my cum?" I said, "Fuck yes. Cum in my ass. I want it." He came in me. I came on the floor. We almost collapsed. It was so hot. We put our clothes on and opened the stall door. Guys were smiling at us. A couple clapped and cheered. I was embarrassed. I looked at Justin. His face was so red. I noticed that one of the guys smiling at me was the other top from the party. He said, "Hey guys. We have drinks for you at the bar." We found the bar and relaxed and chilled with the guys for about an hour. But, Justin was not in his same mood. We went home. We kissed and fucked again that night. Justin fucked me harder than he ever had before. He was really jamming his cock inside me. It hurt, but it was a good hurt and I knew he wouldn't intentionally hurt me. He asked if I wanted his load. I begged him for it. He said, "Here it comes, slut!" and he came in my ass. The next morning, Justin was sheepish about the day before. I asked him what was wrong and he said "nothing." We went about our livers over the next couple of weeks. We kept fucking every night. But, something was wrong. I could tell. I finally got Justin to admit that he was weirded out by the sex in the bathroom. He said that he didn't understand why I wanted those guys to hear us and why I was so loud. I told him that him fucking me felt good and, as we both knew, sometimes I can get loud. Besides, I told him that he was the one that told me to beg him for his cum. I asked how I was supposed to do that quietly in a men's bathroom. The conversation didn't help much, but at least I knew what was going on with him. A few weeks later, just before Jazz Fest, Justin and I went out to Oz. We saw our friends and danced a lot. A couple of the guys, including the top from the Mardi Gras party, were going to the bathhouse. The other Mardi Gras party top's name is Seth. Seth pressed us to go with them. I wanted to go. I told Justin that it would be fun. On the walk there, Seth got me to admit that I'd gone to a bathhouse previously. That was something Justin didn't know. I was drunk and chatting so I didn't know Justin was pissed off. We went inside the bathhpuse. Justin and I got naked pretty quickly and we found a room to fuck in. Justin fucked me fast and came quickly. Justin asked me to beg for his load again. I did. I looked over and saw Seth watching us a bit. Justin and I kissed and I suggested we go get in the hot tub. Justin and I got in the hot tub. I cuddled up next to him and he slipped away from me. He said it's too hot. I said, "Let's just stay here a bit." Seth and a couple of the guys joined us. I was still drunk and chatty, so I gave Justin his space and talked to the guys. Seth was flirty and soon was next to me with his hand on my leg. I removed the hand, but Justin saw it and was pissed off. He left and I followed. We went to locker area and Justin said, "You stay out with your friends. I'm tired and pissed off and I want to go home." I told him I would go with him and Justin turned to me and said, "I need to be alone. I'm really uncomfortable seeing how slutty you are. And I guess I have been for awhile. I can't believe you never told me that you've been to a bathhouse before tonight." I grabbed Justin's hand and said that I loved him very much. I told him I would leave with him if he would wait for me to get dressed. He handed me the locker key and said, "We can talk tomorrow Zach. I love you but I need to be alone." Justin left. The other Mardi Gras party bottom had come in the locker area and saw the fight. He came over to me and comforted me. He said, "I brought some nice guys. Let's go sit in the hot tub and chat. No need to leave yet." I don't know why I went back to the hot tub, but I did. It was only a few minutes before everyone in our group knew that Justin and I had an argument. Bottom boy and I were chatting and I was trying not to look around at all the sexy guys. It was hard to not look though since some of the guys were really sexy and others had already left us to hook up together or with other guys the saw in the bathhouse. Bottom boy started making out with the guy on the other side of him. Then I felt an arm around my shoulders and it was Seth. He said that he was sorry if he caused any of the argument. I told him it was more about what had happened in the bathroom of the other bar. Seth told me how hot he thought that was and that Justin was lucky to have me. Bottom boy and his make out partner left me with Seth. It wasn't long before Seth's comforting touch included his hand on my leg. I didn't move his hand. I felt so alone after Justin left that I just needed someone. I was hoping that Seth's touch was still just friendly. I needed to talk to someone; be with someone. Seth told me how attractive I was and that he liked me. He pinched my nipple lightly. We laughed. I relaxed some. We kept brushing against each other. Eventually his hand slid up my inner thigh and brushed my balls lightly before slipping about a half inch away. My cock got hard. Seth leaned in and kissed me. I let him. I opened my mouth and let his tongue inside. After a few minutes we were stroking each other's hard cocks. Seth and I left the hot tub and went to find a quiet place. We found a corner and he told me that he liked my sexy ass. He squeezed it and said he'd like to fuck me. We kissed a lot. I got on my knees and sucked his hot cock. He leaned against the wall and I sucked him for about 10 minutes. He stood me up and turned me around. He got on his knees, spread my cheeks and ate my ass. He got me really wet and he fingered me while he ate my ass. He was really good at using his tongue to widen my hole. I was already kinda loose from Justin fucking me regularly, but Seth was relaxing me more. Eventually Seth stood up and put his cock at my hole. I instinctively pushed back and his 8" fat cock slipped inside me. I grunted. He spit on his cock and pushed in more. Justin's cum helped lube him as his cock filled me up. I needed this fuck. It felt good and reassuring after the argument with Justin. Someone wanted me even if Justin didn't. I moaned and stroked my cock as Seth fucked me. He was slow at first, letting me get used to his cock. Once he had a rhythm going and had picked up speed, he said, "Do you like my cock in you?" I told him that I did. He asked me to tell him how much I liked it and he took his cock out until just the top was inside me. I begged him to keep fucking me. He told me what a sweet ass I had. Seth had me saying a lot of things as he fucked me. I felt him get a bit faster. I kept telling him how good his cock felt. Then he said, "I'm going to cum. Do you want my load?" Out of habit I said, "Fuck yes! Cum in my ass." And he did. I felt Seth's load shoot volley after volley of cum inside me. I shot on the wall. Seth slipped out of my ass. I felt the loads slip out with him. He kissed me. Seth lightly slapped my ass and said I was a hot fuck. He told me how glad he was that I wasn't a condom Nazi. He went to the showers. I went with him. I took a quick shower, kissed him, got dressed and left. I realized what I had done. I was scared. My stomach dropped out of me. I was more empty than ever. I couldn't believe I had just cheated on Justin And bareback. I knew I had to tell Justin. I couldn't have sex with him again until after I was tested. At a minimum that would be the best outcome we could have, we stay together and use condoms for a few months until I test negative again. The next day I called Justin a few times and left a couple messages on his answering machine(remember it's 2000). I knew his class schedule though, so I went to wait near the humanities building. He came out of class about ten minutes after I got there. He saw me and walked passed me. I caught up to him and he told me to leave him alone. I walked him to his dorm and at the base of his stairs he told me we were finished. He already heard that Seth fucked me last night, and that he knew it was bareback because I was too slutty for it not to be. Justin said that I was such a slut and the more he knew me the more he realized that I just want lots of guys to fuck me. He said he didn't love me and couldn't love a guy who needed that kind of sex. I tried to argue, but I gave in. I knew he was right. I liked having sex with lots of guys. The thought of needing a lot of sex shamed me. Why couldn't one almost perfect guy be enough? I cried right there. I turned and walked away afraid to let him see the tears. After about 100 yards, I looked back and saw Justin close the door to his dorm. I went back to mine and collapsed on my bed, brokehearted. Empty.

I hear the water shut off and my heart skips a beat. I’m sitting on my bed, alone in my dark dorm room. It’s chilly in here and I’m bundled up against the cold, but the shivers running through my body have nothing to do with the temperature. Joe steps out of the bathroom and into my room. The light from the hall frames his thick body, and I can’t help but stare at him. He’s taller and broader than me, with wide shoulders and muscular legs. His soft, round belly pokes out over the towel he’s wrapped around his waist. I can see a few beads of water from the shower twinkling in the thick, soft fur that covers his chest and belly, and his beard is still slightly damp. God, he must be freezing, I think. As my eyes drift downward, I can see the towel tenting out at his crotch, where his cock is already starting to stiffen in anticipation of what we’re about to do – which jolts me back to the reality that I’m about to get something I’ve wanted for a long time. See, I'm a virgin...and Joe is here to fix that. He’s very experienced sexually and says he loves going slow and being patient with less experienced guys. After all, he’s 30 and I’m 19 – he’s had a few more years of practice. A naughty smile plays at his lips. “Hey,” he says, softly. He crosses the room to my bed and I stand to meet him. I lift my head. He’s close enough that I can see my face reflected in his green eyes. He takes my face in his hands – they’re surprisingly soft and gentle. He gently holds me as we kiss, his tongue darting playfully between my lips and swirling around my tongue. It’s electric, and the hair on the back of my neck stands on end. I can’t help myself, and my hands slide down to his belly. I don’t know why, but I’ve always had a thing for guys with guts, and Joe's is just what I like to see on a man. I run my fingers through his fur, eyes closed while we kiss, getting to know his body with my fingertips. He’s running his fingers through the mop of curly hair on my head, and I get the sense he’s really enjoying it. One of his hands slides down my back, and he holds me by the small of my back, leaning into his kisses now. They’re somehow more breathless and urgent, and I know he wants me - bad. He lifts my hoodie over my head and off, followed by my t-shirt. His hands caress my torso, stopping to linger at the patch of hair between my pecs, and lightly brushing my nips. He takes one of them lightly between his fingers and gently rolls it without pinching or twisting. It’s a new sensation for me – intense but pleasant. I let out a deep sigh that’s almost a moan. His other hand is busy relieving me of my sweatpants and briefs, and before I know it, he’s got me naked, with my pants and briefs on the floor around my ankles. How’d he do that with one hand, I wonder. He’s a pro. I step out of my clothes and I drop down onto my bed, grabbing and pulling the towel off his waist on my way down. His now rock hard cock juts straight out from his thick bush, his fat, furry ballsack tight and round underneath it. I think about how it’d feel in my mouth, how it would taste and how it would smell – but I have a different objective tonight. Joe climbs onto the bed, lying on his back. “Are you ready?” There’s that wicked grin again. He reaches over the side of the bed to grab his bag from the floor. “Let me help you get started here,” he says. He pulls out a bottle of lube and a small brown bottle. I’m curious. “What’s in that bottle?” I ask tentatively. He smiles. “Poppers,” he says with a grin. “Just for me. If you’ve never used them before I’d rather you didn’t try them for the first time tonight. They can be a bit much.” He’s so protective of me, his sweetness makes me want him even more. He hands me the lube, and I freeze up. I want this so much…want to fuck him the way I’ve seen guys fuck countless times in porn, want to thrust my cock into his hole and finally know what it feels like…but I’m so nervous I don’t know where to start. What if I’m no good at this? What if I hurt him? He must sense my nervousness, because he sits upright, kisses me, and takes the bottle of lube from my hand. “Here, lemme see this.” He squeezes the bottle and the silicone pours into his hand. He wraps it around my cock and I gasp in pleasure at the sensation. This lube is really good stuff – silky smooth and oily – and I’ve never felt anything like it. He strokes my cock a few times and I’m absolutely rock hard in no time. He then puts more lube in his hand and it goes to his furry ass. I watch fascinated as his fingers deftly stroke the outside of his hole, then one finger slips inside and disappears. I hear his sharp intake of breath as he penetrates himself. This is the hottest damn thing I’ve seen in a long time. He seems lost in his own world as he works another finger into his ass, sighing and grinding his hips into his own fist. Wow, I don’t remember feeling that good when I tried to finger myself, I think to myself. I’ve got a lot to learn. He seems to come back to his senses, because he suddenly withdraws his fingers from his hole and looks up at me. “Are you ready to fuck me?” he asks. I nod, and he leans back, grabs ahold of his meaty thighs and rocks back. His hairy hole is exposed and ready, right in front of me. My first ass. I can’t believe this is about to happen, I think. I’m hard and ready, he’s lubed and on his back, all that’s left to do is fuck him. I get up on my knees and pull myself close to him. He instinctively tilts his pelvis up to line his hole up with my cock – and again I marvel at what a natural he is at this. I grab ahold of my shaft and place the head of my cock against the outside of his hole. He puts a hand on my chest, and I get the message – “hold on a second” – as he snatches the little brown bottle off the bed, unscrews it, and holds it under his nostril. I catch an acrid, slightly sweet smell as he blocks his other nostril and inhales deeply. He repeats this with the other nostril, screws the cap on the bottle, and drops his head back, eyes rolling upward. I feel his hole relax and open, almost swallowing the head of my cock, and it’s more than I can resist. I push forward, and the head of my cock pops through his sphincter. Nothing could have prepared me for how it felt. My cock head is surrounded by his velvety, warm, wet hole, and I stop for a second, shocked that I’m actually inside him. He gasps, and grabs my hips with his hands, pulling me deeper. The warmth of his smooth fuck chute engulfs the shaft of my cock. I encounter some resistance when my flared cockhead hits his inner sphincter, but he lets out a long, controlled breath and it opens just enough to let me through. Before I know it, my balls are pressed against his furry ass. Instinct takes over and I begin my first stroke. I slide out, feeling the walls of his ass cling to my cock, until just the tip of my cock is still inside him. I guess I’m just going to go with this, I think. My pelvis grinds forward into him, and without thinking about it I count the strokes. One. Joe opens his eyes and his head comes up off the bed. He’s looking straight into my eyes. “Oh yeah, Ethan, that’s it, that’s good,” he growls. I withdraw again, already feeling my balls tighten underneath as I wind up for the next thrust. Two. It seems like my second thrust hits something important inside him, because his ass tightens around me and he lets out a long, low moan as his head tilts back in ecstasy. I could be wrong but I swear I can almost feel something firm, rubbery and rounded pressing against the top side of my cock through the walls of his ass….could that be his prostate? I hold my cock inside him and he again moans my name. “Ethan….yeah, fuck me.” My cock is so hard it’s almost painful. It throbs with each beat of my racing heart. Oh God I need this, I need this, I need this, I think. Out I slide, and back in I thrust, picking up the pace. Three. Four. Suddenly the familiar sharp tension of my orgasm starts to build deep inside my pelvis. I know I can’t hold off much longer. Oh shit, I wanted to last longer than this! I panic. He’s going to be so disappointed. I start to pull out and hold, trying desperately to think of a way to delay my approaching orgasm. He seems to be able to sense it. Again he pulls me deeper into him, looking straight into my eyes as he growls, “It’s OK, Ethan. Cum in me. Cum. You know you want it. Do it now.” I can’t resist those eyes. Five. It feels like I explode inside him. My cock pulses and I can feel my asshole spasm with each pulse as the cum drains from my balls into his guts. Sounds are escaping my mouth – I don’t know what they are, but they’re loud. As the contractions of my cock and hole begin to subside I collapse forward with a whimper, on top of his beautiful furry belly. He catches me in his arms and holds my head against his chest. “Mmm…you did great,” he says. I can hear the pride in his voice and my heart swells. “I’m so proud of you, little bro.”

Thanks all! This is based on a real encounter I had with an adorable little college otter who lost his virginity by planting his young seed in my hole. The part about us being brothers isn't true...but the rest is. I wrote it from his perspective to give myself an extra challenge.

I have mostly done this during the rare times I allow guys to fuck me with a condom. Afterwards, I will take the used condom and put the cum into my ass, to prepare for the next guy. No, it is not the same as feeling the hot jizz shooting directly from guys' dicks, but it is piggy, kinky and is (as we know) the best lube. Once, though, while in Berlin (of course), I was having fun with a guy at the lab.oratory who instructed me to go around to collect used condoms. After walking around and gathering several, he lubed my ass with the cum, spread some cum onto his own cock and then fucked me, of course dumping his own load deep inside. Wow!!

My name is Tyrone. I moved into the Bareback Bunkhouse a month ago on my 18th birthday and today the guy who runs the house, Nick, got us all together for a meeting while "the guests" were busy with a sex party downstairs. Mike, one of the guys who's been here a while, got up and told everyone that the doc had told him that he was poz and had a Truvada-resistant strain and since he'd fucked all of us (literally), they did tests and it looked like we were all poz. Actually, me and Tino came back "indeterminate" but in the doc's experience that usually comes back as poz in cases like this. My first reaction was FUCK!, I only just turned 18 and now I'm poz. Fuck, fuck fuck! I mean in the month I've been here I've take a lot of loads from my roommates, and they're all infected. There's no fuckin' way I'm gonna come out of this neg. It seems like stuff like this always happens to me. I won't go into all the details, but I had a lot of guys take advantage of me sexually starting when I was pretty young. I left home at 16 'cause I figured at I could make my own life. I knew I'd have to do sex work, but I wanted the sex to be on my terms and it wasn't like that at home. An outreach program for homeless kids found me on the streets and got me on PrEP a little over a year ago since pretty much none of the guys who were fucking me wanted to use condoms. I thought that would protect me. Then when I learned about Bareback Bunkhouse I figured finally I'd have a stable roof over my head and the sex really would be on my own terms. Nick doesn't allow guys to turn tricks in the house so he hooked me up with a barback job at a gay bar. The owner there wanted me to work in nothing more than a jockstrap and every now and then he fucks me, but hey, I don't actually mind sex with him and it gives me money to live at the house, so it's all good. But just when I thought things were looking up, now this… When Mike told everyone they were poz there was just silence. One guy said "…but we're on PrEP…". Mike just answered "guys, I take like 6,000 loads a year". Even if you just take half that – that's a lot of anonymous cum in your ass. PrEP isn't 100% effective – we pushed it and our luck ran out. Then there was more silence. We must have known our luck would run out eventually. I was a little pissed that it was only a month after moving in, but yeah, I couldn't see my luck holding for even a year and half like it had for Mike. I mean Mike was a whore, but I'm 18 and look 16 – everyone seems to want to cum in my ass. I probably take more loads than Mike. 6,000 loads? I'd never really done the math, but yeah, we're beyond even sluts and guys like us just wind up poz – PrEP or no PrEP. Finally Nick said, "So what do you guys want me to do? Should I shut down the house? What do you guys think is appropriate? I mean I'm a little numb about finding out I'm poz, so I really don't know what I should do." There was more silence and then I said, "This house is too important to me. For the first time in my life I have a home I actually like. I don't wanna give that up." I saw some of the other guys nodding their heads – I wasn't the only one who felt that way. Some of us really loved the house. A few guys were still clearly conflicted and mad at the world, mad at Mike, mad at Nick. There was more silence but I finally said "Look I'm not really sure I'm poz, but I do know I wanna stay here with all of you. I want a connection with you. I want your dicks in me. I want your loads. I know this is weird timing, but would you guys just all fuck me and dump a load in me? I feel numb right now and I just need to give up control. And honestly I'd rather know I'm poz than hold out hope for something that isn't gonna happen. So just fuck me and if I'm not poz I will be - at least I'll know for sure…" A few of the guys got huge grins on their faces and you could see their dicks jump to life. Luis looked right at me and said "Get over here and suck my poz cock, BUG CHASER". I did as I was told and as my mouth wrapped around his dick I felt someone rimming my ass. Then all the other guys got into it. One after the other they surrounded me and took turns fucking me and breeding me while the other guys egged them on to blow toxic loads in my 18 y.o. boy hole. Clearly being gift givers turned them on 'cause they all came really fast… Just a half hour later all 12 guys had dumped a toxic load in me. I looked around – they were all my poz daddies now and I finally felt like I had a home and some real connections to guys who felt like family to me. Yeah, it was a bit fucked up, but not any more than the rest of my life. When everyone was done, Nick brought up a potential problem… "What do we do about the Health Department? You guys know Mike – he's gotten his toxic load in all sorts of guys – both bottoms and tops, and they've gone out and fucked all sorts of other guys… The health department is gonna freak out and wanna try to shut us down." There was a brief pause and James, who works as a paralegal at a law firm, spoke up and said "Actually, I'm not sure they can. We can sue them if they reveal our HIV status, and since so many of us are poz, if they even identify the location of the house, that's revealing our HIV status. You know that sign on the door that says guys who enter have sex at their own risk, and that people they have sex with here may be HIV positive or have other STDs? Well, that's what's gonna save our ass. I say we just shut up and let that sign be fair warning to all the guys who come here to fuck around." There was some discussion but in the end we all agreed that seemed like the best way to move forward. Just tell no one. Admit nothing. But Nick reminded us – don't actually lie about our status. Just say nothing… Then Jamie brought up another thing – "So is everyone gonna go on meds?" Mike spoke up first "I don't know about you guys but it turns me on knowing I'm poz. I didn't intend to infect all of you, but it sorta makes me hard knowing I did. I don't know about you, but I don't wanna stop spreading my seed." Then Bryan said "Damn bro! I can't believe you just admitted to that, but yeah, it'd be totally hot to make this a house where guys come to get pozzed and swap toxic loads. Yeah, part of me would rather have stayed neg, but the other part of me would love to be a gift giving top." You could just see the thought going through everyone's mind. We were sorta changing the mission statement of the house from us getting as many loads as possible, to us pozzing as many guys as possible. I mean if Mike was Truvada-resistant we probably were to. Just think of all the neg holes we could knock up! I've always been a bottom, but just thinking about pozzing guys was turning me on. For the first time in my life I wanted to be vers At this point Mike stood up, with a big hard on and said "Let's get downstairs to the party! We've got asses to poz!" Down at the party the visiting guys quickly realized that my ass was completely cummy. I mean 12 loads is a lot of cum… The tops LOVED it. God knows how many more loads I got that night, but it was a lot… Little did they know their dicks were marinating in a highly toxic brew. I'm usually a bottom, but that night as the night when I started being vers. There was this "oral top" who loved playing with my dick. I've got a pretty big one and it looks even bigger 'cause I'm short and skinny. Anyway, the top clearly didn't want to get fucked, so I did what I've seen Mike do and I talked him into letting me just stick it in his hole as I came. He was so infatuated with me I think he might even let me fuck him next time. It was a total turn on pozzing him. I wonder if he's got a wife or boyfriend at home… I came three times that night and each time I got it in some neg guy's ass. Maybe being poz wasn't so bad after all… [To be continued…]

I think Shawn should bring over some of his un-medicated patients / friends to share their seed and as some positive re-inforcement. So hot to have an older active guy being recognised for his sexiness.

Part 8: A dirty dozen, that was my goal, to bury my Wreckin-AIDs-Bone in at least a dozen of these uppity, white, moneyed, high-society asses. A dirty dozen pussy holes filled with POZ thug nutt. A dirty dozen faggies used, abused, and discarded – just the way pussy bottoms should be – or hell pussy tops too. The party the two daddies had invited me to as my debut to NYC’s finest, was being held in the fanciest house/penthouse I had ever seen outside of a movie. The place was full of the gay elite, all dressed in high end clothes, all drinking only the finest booze, all eating the finest food and consuming the best other goodies their money could provide. What about me? Well I’m a young, skinny thug who is a dirty freak with a body caked in dirt and grime from being homeless, and the dried ass juices of my rape conquests. So back to my count. 12. The last load may not be as large, but it will be twice as potent, sort of like one of those science experiments in high school where you watch the glass beaker as the dirty bits settle to the bottom. Number 12 will be like that. The most potent, distilled, chunky bits of my AIDs virus. 12 - that’s like what? Olympic gold medal worthy for pussy beating and breeding? HA! #1 was daddy #2 – the ‘top daddy’ – fucking yeah right. He loved being my slut bitch and took my raw dick like a champ. #2 was Mateo – the ‘other’ son – the maid’s boy. Hot little, Latin peach ass; his light cocoa cheeks slurped my charged load. Did he fight me a little? Yeah but he wanted it. Now to consider #3-12. Hmmm… the party had now degenerated into an all out fuck-fest and reminded me of the ABS. There was ass, dick, and whatever the fuck hanging and banging all over the place, yet some of these queens were still giving me the evil eye and I could still hear the occasional, condescending whisper. Time to outline my pozzing strategy. Basically it comes down to conquer the top of the faggy food chain and work my way through the ranks. I planned to fucking rape and bust my dirty load in the handsomest guy there. You know how this type of crowd is? They all got money and when you talking that level of cash, ain’t much to diss about, so then it’s about the looks. It was easy to pick out the top dawg in this pound. He was a total model, GQ, all-American, GI Joe, whateva the fuck, while I was probably the ugliest fucker in the place. But like I said – ugly don’t mean shit when you got a 10-inch dick of death like mine! Ha! Before I taught that dawg his lesson, I flopped my big black dick out through the zipper in my jeans and took a casual stroll through the penthouse in full swagger. I smoked a cigarette as I eyed all the action, and let them eye my drippy, toxic monster. A few bitches were in such heat they tried to grab and snag my dick, but I made it clear I was the one who decided who got fucked and when, not the other way around. Back in the main living area my target was bent over and taking some little dicked fucker in his ass. They giggled, he pulled off the dick, they switched, and he started to fuck the other guy. He and his minions sounded like a bunch of girls out shopping for purses the way they were talking – not some freaks serious about sex and nutt. He was lucky I’m a good man. I could have easily spiked his drink or something, knocked him out and had my way – but I wanted him to know what he was getting and for others to see him submit to me – to bow and worship the superior black god! “SUCK MY DICK!” I bellowed like a bull as I plowed through the outer edges of the minion gaggle. My target paused, looked at me, sneered, and ignored me. Big mistake. I walked up him, the dude cowered a little, his sneer less sure now and I snorted smoke out my nose and bellowed again, “SUCK MY DICK!” He paused and turned with a smirk ready to make some caddy comment when my right fist flashed out and gave him a light thug tap on the side of the face. That stopped his mouth. The guy he was fucking ran like a fox was in the hen house, and my target’s eyes got wide in shock and fear. “SUCK MY DICK,” I said in a the voice of a true BBC Master and without almost realizing it he dropped to his knees, opened that faggy mouth, and let me in. “TASTE THAT POZ DRIBBLE, CHOKE ON THAT FUCKIN AIDS BONE,” I told him as some of those watching gasped and stood back, while others inched closer. That’s called separating the herd. This bull planned to mount those heifers that were trying to run, so I fixed their faces in my mind and could already picture my AIDs coursing through their infected white asses. Back to my current conquest. “OPEN THAT FUCKING THROAT, SPIT MY SHIT UP YOU COCK SUCKING FAGGOT – THAT’S IT – SLURP IT TO THE HILT – WORK THAT TONGUE – FUCK YEAH YOU GOT THOSE BIG SUCKING LIPS, LIKE PUSSY LIPS, WET AND PINK. STAND THE FUCK UP SO I CAN INSPECT THAT HOLE.” With spit and precum dribbling down his chin he stood up looking dazed, confused, and struggling with what was happening. Before he had time to consider further I pushed him face first into the couch, jumped on his lower back so my left leg was holding him down, and with my right hand started clawing at his ass hole, scratching it up and getting it primed. I gave an evil smile to the guys watching, held up my now red coated fingers, and with more gasps urging me on, swung back around, spread his legs, then dropped down onto that winking pucker and raped the son of a bitch good. As I grabbed the back of the couch with both hands, trapping my victim and impaling him deeper on my raw dick, I told him exactly what was to come, “RIPPING THAT FAG PUSSY UP WITH MY BLACK DICK – BUSTING YOU OPEN – MAKING YOU KNOW WHAT A REAL MOTHA-FUCKIN DICK FEELS LIKE! I FEEL THAT INNER HOLE TRYING TO HOLD ME BACK, WHAT – YOU THINK YOU CAN FUCKING STOP ME? YEAH CRY FOR ME BITCH – FEEL ME PUNCH THROUGH, FIND THOSE GUTS – OPEN THAT SHITTER UP. TIME TO MARK THAT ASS, BREED IT WITH MY AIDS NUTT, WRECK THAT HOLE RIGHT – HERE IT FUCKING COMES – YOU READY? NO THE FUCK YOU AIN’T BUT YOU’RE GETTING IT ANYWAYS – RIGHT – THE – FUCK – NOW!!!” #3 down, #4 I caught as he tried to back away from me down a hallway. I mounted him right there. His cries and begging let the whole fucking party know his tight hole was broken and open for business. This was an angry fuck. He was one of the heifers that tried to run and had to be taught; you don’t run from the bull. You push that hole out and get mounted however the fuck I want. I lit a cigarette and moved on, swaggered my stride –and looked down at the remnants of his cherry pie hole coating my dick. HA! I was like the Trojan Horse at Troy. I was a creeper. I sneak in during the dark of night and what you saw on the outside – my 10-inch BBC – was only part of the surprise – it was what came pouring out from the inside that was deadly. As I blew my AIDs nutt in him I had cum extra hard thinking about how it would ravage his pretty looks and turn him into a skin and bones fucker like me. It didn’t take long for my balls to churn up another poisonous load and my dick stiffened as I realized I was making my own zombie army – a penthouse of the walking dead, they just didn’t know it yet. #5 was some THROT. He was not one of the ones that ran away, and his ass took me too easy, but when he started begging with, ‘fuck me with that prison dick,’ ‘jail house fuck me’, that just pissed me off so I had to get extra rough for him talking dumb shit. WTF is wrong with folks thinking all black youngins been in jail or have been rolled up like that? #6 was a shy, submissive, little fucking cheater bitch. I had seen him lurking in the shadows, furtively glancing, trying to hide and watch at the same time. But then he would dart away as some older white dude would enter the room. I came across them once as the older guy was fucking him and bitch had a look of total boredom, but his eyes lit the fuck up when my beefy charcoal steak stepped within inches of his face. Next time I saw him I double stepped quick and just before he darted back down a hall I whispered as I got next to him, “WANNA FEEL ME DEEP IN YOUR PUSSY?” He nodded. I shoved him into the first unlocked room I found. We were in a bedroom that it looked like guests had been dumping their clothes and stuff in. I made sure we were alone, locked the door, turned on the lights and chuckled as this little white bitch cowered in front of me. Fuck that made my shit hard! “WANNA FEEL ME DEEP IN YOUR PUSSY?” I asked again. He nodded, swallowed, and then seemed to change his mind and tried to dart past me to the door while babbling how his boyfriend would kill him if he found out. I snatched his arm, easily dragged his little faggy ass to the bed and threw him on it. “YOU’RE GONNA TAKE ME DEEP IN YOUR PUSSY,” I told him as I pushed his legs back, pinning his ankles by his shoulders and exposing his tight hole. He mouthed NO, NO, NO over and over as his eyes got wider and wider to match the stretching of his bussy. Once his ass ring had been stretched to the max and I started to break it down, his eyes rolled back, he dug into my shoulders with his fingernails and started to slobber and beg, “Fuck me with your nicca dick. I need that dark dick deep. Fuck me nicca - oh my fucking God that feels so good – deeper, fuck me…nicca oh Christ!” I had to chuckle, yeah its always the shy quiet ones that when you bang their ass their freak comes out. I rolled him back so he was bent like a pretzel and straddled that busted hole that was now dripping red, pink, and white froth. I eased out, slammed down in and bounced using the flex of the bed to give me a boost and as I took the faggy’s ass said, “WHO’S ASS IS THAT NOW FAGGOT? THAT’S RIGHT MINE! WHO’S PUSSY IS THAT NOW? THAT’S RIGHT, THIS TOP NICCA’S. YOU NOTHING BUT A NICCA’S BITCH – SLAVE TO YOUR NICCA MASTER – WHIP YOUR PUSSY WITH MY BLACK ROPE, FUCK YOU WITH THIS NICCA BULL DICK, RAPE YOU GOOD WITH MY AIDS BONE!!” I bounced up and down and side to side and dug his shit out. Tears streamed out of his now shut eyes as I sent him to world’s of ecstasy his boyfriend never could or would. “THAT’S RIGHT – JUICY ASS FOR MY BULL DICK – YOU FUCKING CUM DUMP SLAVE, GIVING IT TO YOUR NICCA MASTER. GONNA BREED THAT PUSSY DEEP WITH MY NUTT – HERE I GO BABY, PLEASE YOUR NICCA MASTER – SACRIFICE THAT HOLE TO YOUR NICCA – ANOTHER WHITE FAGGOT NOTCH IN MY BELT – FUCKING BREEDING YOU – UUUUGGGHHH!!!” I had to catch my breath a minute after that hella good nutt. The guy’s chest was heaving, not sure what for as I did all the fucking work, but made me smile and I smiled even wider when I looked down and saw a fresh coating of ass stains on my jeans from his shredded hole. I lifted his legs back up like I was changing a diaper and was satisfied that he was marked good – inside and out. I held him like that, grabbed a belt, some shirts, and took a minute to truss him up like a farm animal at the county fair. He started to say something and I shut him up by jamming someone’s dirty underwear in his mouth. I stood back, lit a cigarette, and opened the door. As I walked down the hall two other predators who had been lurking outside the bedroom stepped in and I could hear the guy’s grunts as they began to use his nutted hole too. #7 was almost the opposite as it was the top who asked me to mount his husband as he said he wanted to get into rougher kink and tag team sessions, but his husband always said no. He also indicated his husband was a bit of a racist who always turned up his nose to anyone darker than white copier paper. I blazed a trail rough and quick down that shit chute as the husband fought and hollered to no avail much to the top’s delight who continued the rough fuck once I had nutted – pushing my POZ nutt around and using it as lube up his husband’s hole. #8 were two bottom buddies who clung to each other like Capuchin monkeys. They were alone in the kitchen sipping wine so I made one bend over and suck his buddy’s dick and blew some AIDs up his ass. Nothing spectacular about either except the extra thrill I got making it hurt and breaking his hole up good. Yeah he’ll walk funny tomorrow – if he remembers what the fuck happened. I wandered around, smoked, scoped out my next victim, smoked some more and when it was time to let out a huge bladder of piss I found one of those eager beaver queens who I knew had a big sloppy cunt and laughed like a mother fucker as he grumbled in surprise at getting a gut full of hot piss and not a drop of nutt! Good old BBC colon cleanse. #9 was totally anonymous. Looked like some new folks had shown up, maybe they had gone out first then came here. It didn’t matter, the penthouse was still jamming with folks fucking and ducking and my nutts were loaded and ready to discharge. I was up on the second floor and thinking again how fucking huge this place was, when I walked past a room that had just a spotlight from the ceiling on that lit up some thick dude. He was naked, blindfolded, ass up on an ottoman with some sort of mask on that had pointy ears on it and the patches over the eyes were closed and there were little silver rings in the snout and I could then tell it was supposed to make him look like a dog. A bitch. How appropriate. HA! I stepped closer, touching the collar and thick chain that draped from his neck down to the floor and as I would the chain up around my wrist pulling it taught and snapping his head and neck back I stepped towards his back to inspect his ass and paused and laughed at the rubber tail that was jammed up his hole. The little bitch’s pup tail was wagging back and forth in excitement as the pup knew his MASTER TOP DAWG had arrived. I laughed louder when I saw the sign taped onto his back ‘PLEASE LOOK BUT DON’T TOUCH’. I yanked his tail out with a POP and a yelp from the pup. I dropped a few long strings of smoke spit into his still slightly gaping hole, lined my dick head up to his prize, grabbed his thick waist and split him wide open as I buried my bone. The pup yelped louder, hefted his hips up like a good bitch, and let me knot him deep until I blew my jizz and made sure that bitch was pregnant with my AIDs puppies. I popped his tail back in and the only signs that anyone had been around was the little stream of ass juice running out from under the tail, which the pup was having to clamp his ass around to keep in place now. #10 was a fucking balls-to-the-wall bug chaser. For a shy nerdy lil’dude he had some big ones and came right out and asked me to POZ his ass. No stealth bombs for him. I had run out of cigarettes, found daddy #1 – one of my hosts and the bottom, well I had turned his top husband into a bottom too, but minor point – who had called downstairs and 5 fucking minutes later a little bell hop/door man was at the door with a fucking carton of Newports and two lighters – no charge. I could get used to that shit. Anyways, when the cigarettes arrived, daddy #1 had pulled me to the side, asked if I was having fun, assured me I would have a stack of Franklin$ like I had never seen before as a number of guests had paid tribute to the “thug top” fund. Fuck yeah! So then daddy #1 told me that he had someone I needed to meet, who had been waiting all evening for my attention. I was guided up to the third floor – fuck yes they had a third God damn floor, which I had not even seen yet – and to the ‘billiards room’, which was just a fucking pansy name for where the pool table and games were. Sitting in the chair sipping on some dark liquor was the ugliest little man I had seen at this party, and he had a fucking baby dick. Daddy #1 squeezed my arm and said, “Right? Sad isn’t it. But her bank account rivals J.P. Morgan – you know – like tycoon money. Well let’s just say he has more money than the rest of us combined.” I was left alone with my new victim, he emptied his glass, pushed his glasses back up on his crooked nose, held out a set of keys on a gold key ring and bluntly said, “I’ll give you the keys to this 2016 Mercedes Benz if you will convert me. I am negative and want to be positive. Do you understand? Furthermore, I want it…rough…brutal...no mercy, no limits, complete and utter rape fuck. Hit me, bruise me, blood slam me, anything you want and need to do to ensure I get your AIDS.” First, clearly this dude was used to getting what he wanted, but what would I do with a whip? I wouldn’t even know where to sell it and there is too much risk with that sort of shit. This is cash on demand. Second, WTF? This as a freak of the highest degree who had been spending too much time on the internet looking at crazy ass sites. My victim set his glass down as I swaggered over, my throbbing dick already streaming venomous cum out my piss hole. He reached out to stroke it and I backhanded him – hard. His glasses went flying, his mouth gaped, he rubbed his cheek and I said, “YOU’VE GOT SOME FUCKING NERVE TO ASSUME IT IS THAT EASY. IF YOU WANT MY POZ DICK THEN YOU WILL AGREE TO MY TERMS: · I WILL FUCK YOU WHEN I WANT AND HOW I WANT NO QUESTIONS, IFS, ANDS, OR BUTS. · YOUR ASS WILL BLEED, YOUR BODY WILL BE BRUISED, I WILL FUCKING USE YOU LIKE THE WORTHLESS BUG-CHASING FAGGOT YOU ARE. · YOU WILL GET TESTED NOW WITH ONE OF THOSE IN-HOME QUICK HIV TESTS. I NEED PROOF YOUR FAGGOT ASS IS NOT PLAYING ME. · I’LL TAKE THE TEST TOO TO SHOW YOU MY THUG NUTT HAS THE RIGHT STUFF TO INFECT YOU. · YOU WILL MAKE YOURSELF AVAILABLE TO ME TO BREED AND RAPE ANYTIME I SAY SO IN YOUR HOME. IF YOU WANT ME TO BEAT THE FUCKING SHIT OUT OF YOU, IT NEEDS TO BE PRIVATE, AND I NEED VIDEO AND WRITTEN ASSURANCES NO CHARGES WILL BE FILED AND THAT EVERYTHING WE DO IS BY CONSENT. · NO FUCKING WITH ANY OTHERS TOPS – I WANT TO KNOW IT IS MY VIRUS THAT’S GOING TO DROP YOU OUT. · THERE WILL BE A PAYMENT REQUIRED UP FRONT, AND ONCE I HAVE CONVERTED YOU, YOU WILL PAY ME IN CASH, WHATEVER PRICE I DETERMINE, AND NONE OF THIS DANGLING KEYS SHIT. I’M NOT A FUCKING PET. · NOW PUT YOUR FUCKING NUMBER IN MY PHONE WHILE I GET SHIT DELIVERED. Less than 20 minutes later we were both sitting in chairs in the billiards room, waiting for the results of the mouth swabs and once again I told myself I needed a fucking door man. My victim continued to drink and blather on about how and why he wanted to get the bug. Like I give a shit. But I listened, smoked my Newports, and let him work through whatever the fuck mommy and daddy issues he had. Jesus Fucking Christ! The poor little rich man. HA! Time to check the results. My victim held his swab out and we both looked. NEGATIVE. He smiled in a ‘see I told you so’ way. Yeah I should have broke his nose then. My turn. I truly didn’t know, or care. But this fucking payday was too damn good so I rolled the dice. Could I be negative? Sure. Likely? No fucking way, not with all the ass I bloodied up and fucked raw. I calmly held my swab out – POSITIVE. My victim smiled and sighed in relief, I smiled seeing dollar signs. Yeah my AIDS was confirmed, so what? Nothing changed. I wasted no time, grabbed my rich-ass victim, slammed him face down onto the pool table, and raped his fucking white ass. My dick was brutal and steel hard knowing every drip of nutt was POZ and I was infecting him for sure. He cried, he screamed, I slapped him good and pounded that sissy hole like no tomorrow. His white cheeks were turning 50 shades of purple from the bruises I inflicted by the time I creampied his pussy and he fucking loved it! This bitch was my future for sure, so you know he and I will be seeing each other again real soon. TRUTH! #11 was a passed out dude on the balcony, terrace, or whatever the fuck they call it. Shawty pretty boy, maybe a drag queen or shit when he dolls up, that sort of pretty. I had stepped outside for a bit to smoke, relax and get away from the pushy, eager pansies, and there he was. Naked as a baby, lying on a padded bench, all alone and ready. His big, round ass cheeks called to me and so I poked him, spoke to him, and got no response. I checked his breathing to make sure he had not overdosed or some shit and he was ok – just bongo fucked up. I sat down on the bench, pushed him to the side a little, spread his cheeks open, spit on his hole, then started digging. He did not even flinch when my long fingernails cut his ass ring open and showed me the red. FUCK YEAH! I climbed up on his mounds, pushed the air out of his lungs as I mounted him, found the center of his cakes, and blasted his hole open as I forced myself in – dry as a bone. He moaned a little, but still did not wake up as I assaulted his ass. Fucking PNP twinks could not even enjoy the thug BBC they were getting. No matter, I bloodied and nutted that raw pussy hole good and left him like I found him. The night was winding down, I was feeling the burning in my balls from generating so much toxic cum, the ache in my thighs from all the pounding, the grumbling in my stomach. I took a break to eat, so with that settled tallied my victim count – one left. #12 took me a little time to settle on. By now, I could have had any ass I wanted and there were lots of willing victims. But I needed something twisted, vicious, and extreme. I wandered around, smoked, stroked my BBC as I watched some folks to keep my juices primed, and considered my options. I came across this handsome guy standing in a doorway watching and using his cell to take some vids and shots as an older guy fucked some twink. He had a look of total pride on his face as he watched those two and stroked his dick, which was about 7-inches. He paused as I stopped beside him, smiled as he saw my dick, nodded his head towards the bed and asked, “Do you want to fuck my son with me?” As I took that in and wondered if he meant his blood son or just what he called his younger partner, the two on the bed finished up, the old guy left, and the twink stood up and walked over. I looked from the handsome guy, to the twink, then back – yeah they was blood. The twink was like a mini-me version of his dad, although frankly the dad looked great and could have passed for his older brother. My dick twitched and dribbled and I remembered the two daddy hosts saying they had fucked their son and that shit had got me hard, although their kid was adopted. This was true incest – taboo – fucked up extreme – and I wanted in. The dad smiled, winked, and said, “It’s OK, he’s 18 now.” I looked at him and stated – I didn’t ask and it was not a question – “I’M FUCKING HIM RAW UNTIL I CUM.” The dad’s smile got even bigger, and he cautioned, “Tonight’s the first night he has ever taken any dick but mine, and those were about my size. His ass is tight, are you ready to do what must be done to get in there?” Fucking hell – a daddy asking me to rape fuck his son and go where no man has gone before? HA! Without another word I stepped into the room, grabbed the boy by the arm hard enough to know he would be bruised tomorrow, and dragged him towards a high backed chair in the corner. The father followed me and he closed and locked the door so we would not be disturbed. I took my pants off, sat down, passed my cigarette to the father who happily took a drag then blew a cloud into his son’s face while I spread my legs and turned the boy around so I could see his unexplored territory. I dug my finger up in there and his hole was so tight I could barely get it in, but as my nails cut through his little jungle, he cried out – only to get slapped by his daddy who said, “Boy you know better than that.” His daddy then spun him around and drove his dick into his son’s hole as the boy bent over and started to sniff at my monster shaft. “DON’T BE FUCKING AFRAID OF THAT BEAST – HE WON’T BITE – YET!” I said. I then grabbed the boy’s head and pushed his open mouth down onto my shaft making him choke, gag, and spit up a little. “You want me to cum in him first?” the boy’s father asked as he dicked his son’s tight hole. “NO, I WANT TO MAKE THE LITTLE FAG PUSSY CRY,” I said, “MY DICK’S READY.” The father pulled out, the son gulped lungs full of air, I spun him around, his father slapped him again, and I pulled him back until his tight little pucker was lined up with my dick. “Good boy,” the father said. “Make daddy proud now, I don’t want to hear any whining you hear me? Now take a deep breath and let it out, and on the count of 3. Deep breath 1, let it out, deep breath 2 -…” and then the boy started screaming as I pushed my dick into his tight hole and started to shred it like a margarita mixer as I drove my hips up while pulling his body down. “NO DADDY IT HURTS, OH FUCK MAKE HIM STOP, PLEASE DADDY, PLEASE DON’T MAKE ME, AAAWWWW DADDY!!” the boy cried over and over. I just laughed and kept pulling the boy’s body back and slamming into his ass. Fuck I was only ¼ of the way in, wait until he got the rest. SLAP – “I TOLD YOU NO FUCKING WHINING,” the father said as he slapped his son again. Fuck that shit made my dick stiffer and I started nodding in rhythm and smiled at him every time he struck his son. The boy was shaking and sobbing now, but his fucking whining had stopped. I stood up with my dick still in his hole, turned the boy who frantically grabbed the arms of the chair for support, set my right foot back and placed my left foot up on the chair seat and paused. The father was beating his dick like mad as I slowly pulled my black dick to the edge of his son’s bruised hole and paused. The boy’s hole pulsed and twitched and his ass ring was in full-on convulsion around my meat and had turned from a pretty pink, to an angry red. “BEND THE FUCK OVER AND TAKE THIS LONG DICK – PUT THOSE HIPS DOWN AND ARCH THAT BACK, LET YOU FEEL THIS BBC THROBBING AGAINST THOSE WALLS,” I said as I started to go all ripper on his ass. “I’M THAT NICCA BOOTY ASSASSIN, TRYING TO GO ALL KILLA ON THAT BOY PUSSY. LET YOUR DADDY HEAR YOU CRY BOY – LET HIM KNOW HOW MUCH MY SHIT HURTS – HOW I’M SCRAPING THOSE GUT WALLS WITH THIS BIG RAW DICK - WRECKIN THAT HOLE WITH THIS MIGHTY BONE DICK THAT’S RIGHT. YOU WANT ME TO GUT YOU HARDER DON’T YOU?” This was my final POZZING of the night and I wanted to make sure it took. My balls had also been working overtime so while I normally could come on command, this one was going to take a little longer and be more of a marathon fuck than a sprint. By the time I was done this boy’s hole would be stretched, used, and banged the fuck out! Several minutes of constant slam fucking later and the boy was in total ecstatic meltdown and purring like a kitten every time my dick stroked his prostate. You know how some bottoms are just made to take dick? Ever had one where the heart and mind was willing but the ass was not? Not this one. This was a hole a made to order - ultimate pussy boy. The father set a lit cigarette between my lips and let me hit it without having to let go of his son, then as he pulled it away he said, “Can you hold him still? I’m going to try something I think you’ll like.” My finer nails were dug into the boy’s flesh and hooked above his hip bones so he was going nowhere. With both my feet planted on the floor now, the father kneeled in front of his son, slapped his frantic little hands away from his tiny dick which he had been jacking to beat Jesus, and started sucking his boy’s dick. Even over the ass banging I could hear the father slurping on that tiny cock and the boy’s head was bobbing wildly side to side and his arms flailed about like he was at some tent revival and had just found God – well he had, but God turns out to be a 10-inch nicca dick! HA! It wasn’t long before the boy’s cries turned into a warning and a new plea, “OH STOP DADDY, PLEASE DON’T – YOU’RE GOING TO MAKE ME CUM – PLEASE STOP DADDY – PLEASE…I CAN’T...YOU KNOW ONCE I CUM I CAN’T GET FUCKED ANYMORE…NO DADDY…NO….” Too late. The boy’s little squirrel nutt suck squirted his load into his father’s hungry mouth and when he did – HOLY HELL! His fuck tunnel collapsed, his ass ring clenched tighter than a marching drum, and his pussy creamed all up and down my black dick. Yeah that’s right – that ass pussy creamed – thick, white, vanilla cream with dark red swirls like some raunchy flavor of Haagen Dazs. His prostrate swelled like a little speed bump and I angled up and to the right and pounded it back down as he cried, whimpered, and his body orgasmed. The boy’s nutt started a whole new round of begging from him for me to stop, but I kept on and soon he was pushing back. Once he did, I paused, pulled out so he daddy could see, and his father’s jaw dropped as his son’s hole gaped a bit before slowly closing like a clam going back into it’s shell. I buried my raw, POZ dick to the hilt and did that a few more times and the father’s eyes were like saucers in awe and wonder. We spent the next long while exploring several other positions. The boy rode my dick cowgirl style and was twerking that pussy and ass like some Kardashian shit. He bounced up and down and started clawing at my legs trying to get me deeper – yeah this boy had gone from pussy to total cunt! All good things must come to a viral end, and when I started to feel that tell tale itch in my balls, I stood the boy up, bent him over the bed so I could long dick that ass, had his father come closer and said, “I’M GOING TO POZ HIM NOW.” The father shook like a Chihuahua with excitement and nodded vigorously. Not like the fuck I was asking his permission. I picked up my pace and was slanging and banging that sloppy, gaping hole when his daddy grabbed his phone and started shooting a vid of the moment both their lives would change. I eased all the way out, his boy gasped and begged for me to put my thug dick back in his hole. I then started clawing at his puffy ass lips with my dirty nails on both hands like a badger digging a tunnel until I saw the tell tale red. I held up my fingers to the camera, licked them clean, then slammed back in. “OPEN THAT CUNT UP FOR THIS BLACK DICK – WORSHIP YOUR FUCKING THUG GOD – FEEL HOW A NICCA RAPES THAT HOLE – MAKES IT NASTY FOR YOUR DADDY – TEARS IT UP – RIPS IT WIDE – GETS IT ALL BLOODY FOR MY WRECKIN AIDS BONE! THAT’S RIGHT BITCH – GOING TO POZ YOU WITH MY NICCA BABIES – MAYE YOUR DADDY A GRANDPA WITH MY THUG BABIES DEEP IN THOSE GUTS – BURROWING IN THOSE WALLS – GOING BUCK WILD IN YOUR VEINS AND REPLICATING LIKE MOTHA-FUCKIN-RABBITS!” I pulled to the edge of the boy’s hole, grunted, and glazed it with two shots of virulent, toxic, AIDs nutt as his father then used his own nails to scratch and slick up the hole while recording the infection. His daddy stepped back as I slammed back in as hard as I could twice more and dumped the rest of my AIDS BONE NUTT deep in his guts. The boy was crying again from the brutal fuck down, but I smiled – good pussy and fucked well. I turned to the father as I stroked his ass walls ensuring my load got worked in and said, “I may need to come fuck your son again tomorrow and every day for a while – pay to play though – to ensure it takes.” The father just nodded and I ordered, “Grab my phone in my pants – add your number – put the name as CUNT BOY – this is more than just pussy, it’s a cunt now.” As the daddy bent over to grab my phone I eyed his tight ass and made a note to POZ that pussy too. Dirty Dozen – my work for the night was complete and it was a night those faggy asses would never forget. More importantly, I continued to build my future – who says an ugly thug like me can’t make stackz unless I’m dealing or some other criminal dumb shit? I left the father and son incest duo to their own devices, got dressed, lit a well-deserved cigarette and wandered through the penthouse looking for my hosts. The crowd had thinned some, but not as much as I expected. I saw a few of my conquests and paid them no mind. I finally found my hosts holed up in Mateo’s room fucking him again. Damn – wild ass fucking freaks! Daddy #1 peeled off, guided me to a locked room, went to a desk, opened a drawer, and handed the fattest pile of Franklin$ I had ever seen. I casually ruffled through it trying not to show my excitement. I hoped Lil-Petey was back in his cardboard shanty at the trap house as I really wanted him to see this shit and all for one fucking night! My host said he would keep in touch and would DEFINITELY have me come again as a special ‘dirty party favor’. I was good with that and I stepped out in the hall and pressed the elevator button ready to go home. Before the lift came I did take a minute to decide where to hide my bills and finally decided that inside my sneakers was best. It took some doing, but I made it work and no one would notice unless they looked closely and saw my laces were strained and I was walking a few inches higher than normal as I literally was stepping on a few grand$ with every swaggering stride. Yeah shit was good and my WRECKIN-AIDS-BONE had pozzed some good hole tonight and I had some nasty ass lined up for more fuck-and-roll-bank. I wondered what tomorrow would bring?

Fantastic story. So wonderful to hear that neg men want to become poz, It's only natural. To convert with such a high viral load is perfection

What's up. New guy here I've been wanting to be bred for a long time but my opportunities to do so are few and far between what with kids and family taking up my time. Today seemed like a good day since everyone else went to a wedding 3 hours away. I got on grindr and within an hr I had a guy come by to find me ass up on the bed waiting for him. He proceeded to fuck me and cum deep in me. After he left I was missing being fucked so a few hours later I had another guy come by to add a second load in there. I tried to find more but no one else seemed interested. I woke up wanting to be bred and I ended up with two loads. Can't wait for more.

Mmm, think i need one of those pillow princes near me, would love to just drop by and suck someone off

Part 4 The 4 men were spent. My throbbing hole oozed cum, and I just lay on the floor, my brain spinning in a million directions at once. I still felt shame at being raped by these 4 black men, but I also still craved more cock inside me, fucking me, pounding me, breeding me like a common bitch. I was so confused. Without a word Mr. Jackson approached me with something in his hand I had never seen. It was long like a big dick, and got wider near the end of it, really wide, then it suddenly narrowed and had a base on it. "Pull his legs up!" He told one of the men. My legs were quickly pulled over my head, exposing my dripping hole. Mr. Jackson started to push this thing into me, stretching my asslips further open until it reached a painful point, at which he stopped. Looking down, I could see some of it still sticking out of me. Mr. Jackson just stood up and lined his boot up with the end. Raising his leg, he kicked the end full force, ramming the rest of it all the way in me with one brutal thrust. "AAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGG" I screamed as I saw stars and almost passed out. Mr. Jackson just hit my shock collar and the men all laughed as I jerked around the floor, screaming and crying, pain engulphing my body from head to toe. Eventually it subsided a bit and the men grabbed me. One forced a ball into my mouth, buckeling it right around my head. Another grabbed my ankles, tightly wrapping rough rope around and around immobilizing my legs, and another grabbed my arms and did the same behind my back. Then I was picked up and placed into a leather body bag and zipped up tight. I could hear the men leaving as I was left bound in darkness. I have no idea how long I spent like this. I know it was hours. I had lost all sense of time. I tried not to think about the position I was in. Just yesterday I was happily at home with my family, and now I was literally a piece of fucked up property with no idea or even say about what was going to happen to me. My body ached. My jaw ached. And mostly my ass ached with what felt like a log jammed up there. My head spun, my heart raced, and I alternated between screaming and crying and praying into my gag, all while I sweated buckets. After who knows how many hours I spent like this, I suddenly felt myself being picked up and thrown over Mr. Jackson's shoulders. I was carried and dumped into the back of the truck, and felt it start to drive away from the cabin to God only knew where. We drove for what must have been a couple hours. I could tell we were back in the city by all the sounds around me, even though I was still in my dark cocoon. Eventually we stopped and Mr. Jackson got out of the cab and unzipped my sack. "Don't say a word slut!" He ordered me as he undid my gag and untied my arms and legs. "I told you I was your pimp now, and your about to make your first sale." I secretly wept a little inside as I realized I was really going to be made into a prostitute. Another step closer to the devil. He just attached a leash to my collar and pulled me off the truck. Thankfully it was dark, so no one could really see me as I was led naked to the front door of a run down house. Mr. Jackson rang the bell and we were admitted inside. It was dimly lit but I could see several people. On the couch was a woman passed out while a guy was fucking her. In the corner sat a young shirtless guy pushing a needle into his arm, his eyes rolling back into his head as he pushed the plunger. He was really skinny and sickley looking. Mr. Jackson just led me past these people into a back bedroom. There were two black men in there sitting on a dirty bed, passing a glass pipe between them. The larger of the two stood up and leered at me. "Dis the Jesus boy? Damn....mighty fine piece of white boy pussy!" He said handing Mr. Jackson a bag of powder. "His cunt nice and stretched?" "It needs a lot more stretching!" Mr. Jackson laughed pushing me face down onto the bed. "But it's got a good start!" With that he grabbed the huge plug in my ass and ripped it out hard. I howled as a new burning tore through my body yet I felt oddly empty. I wouldn't have to wait. Almost immediately a cock almost as huge as the plug slid deep up into me. My poor ass had no choice but to take him. The other guy held the pipe up to my mouth and told me to suck. Without hesitation I put my lips around it and inhaled my first ever hit. He made me hit it several times while the big guy kept fucking me. When the pipe was empty, he grabbed my thighs and started to pound me as hard as he could. His cock curved upward and relentlessly rammed a spot deep inside me that set me on fire. Soon I was moaning and grunting like a true whore, begging for it harder and harder. He gave me all he had, grabbing my hair and pulling my head back, bending my body while he pummeled me. "Damn nice pussy! You found a good one here! It's almost a shame he's going to eventually be a worthless used up cumdump! Take it you little whore! You ain't nothin but a little meth whore! Take my cum you faggot!" He buried himself balls deep and unloaded his seed far into my guts. I just panted and moaned as I felt his cock throb. After he pulled out the other guy stuck his cock in me. He wasn't as big, but I didn't care. I just wanted him in me, fucking me, using my pussy as a cumdump. He rode me for a while before he too shot his load in my hungry pussy. When the men had finished, Mr. Jackson just pulled me off the bed and pushed me into the living room, past the boy in the corner and the passed out woman on the couch. The guy that had fucked her was long gone. "That will be you one day, Jesus boy. A fucked up, passed out hole for anyone to dump in." I shuddered a bit at the thought, as my dick got hard at the thought. Mr. Jackson just pushed me out the door and into the truck cab, pushing me onto the floor. I just lay there, my ass dripping fresh cum as we drove off to our next stop.

Trex slowly pulled the half inflated butt plug out of me, leaving my hole gaping. Then, he walked over to the shelf, and picked up the baggie of Tina, and sorted through it until he found a shard about the size of his fingernail. Handing it to Dantrell, he said, “Here. Push this big shard just a little way into your piss slit, then shove your lubed up cock into Danny’s hole. That’s it. Keep going until you can feel the head of your dick up against his inner ring.” Dantrell followed Trex’s instructions, then said, “Okay.” Trey said, “You’re there, up against his inner ring ?” Dantrell said, “Yeh, I can feel it.” Then, Trex handed the bottle of poppers to me, and told me to take several hits. When he saw my face becoming really flushed, he told Dantrell to gradually push his cock head against my inner ring. “Whoa,” Dantrell said, as I let out a yelp, and Trex knew that Dantrell’s cock head had popped through. Continuing his instructions, Trex told Dantrell to push out a small stream of chem piss. When he did, he felt the big Tina shard shoot out of his piss slit, deep into my guts. Trex said, “Perfect. Now, let’s wait a few minutes for that to dissolve. In the mean time, go ahead and fuck him, but not too deep, yet. Oh, and hand the bubbler pipe to him, and make him take a couple of hits.” Then, Trex took the red plastic cups from the shelf and headed back into the kitchen. When he returned, he was juggling 3 cups, handing one to me, one to Dantrell, and saving one for himself. Dantrell said, “G ?” And, Trex replied, “You know it,” as all 3 of us drained the cups down our throats. Next, Trex told me to take several more hits of poppers, and he told Dantrell to push his cock deep inside my hole, again. “Push right through that inner ring,” Trex said. “Yeh, man, give him the entire length of your BBC. That’s what he needs.” At first, Dantrell kept his cock deep inside my hole, fucking in and out of my inner ring. Then, he switched to pulling his cock back farther, then punching it all the way back through my inner ring, with every thrust. “How does that feel,” Trex asked me ? “Fuck ME,” was my reply ! “That’s fucking incredible !” For more than a half hour, Trex kicked back, occasionally hitting the bubbler pipe, and watching Dantrell’s big long cock giving my hole a good workout. The Tina and the G had me flying high. I was obviously tweaked, and loving the intense fucking that my hole was getting. Soon, Trex blew out a huge white cloud and stood up. “Time for the big one,” he announced ! “Here, I know you’re going to need these,” he said as he handed the bottle of poppers to me. At the same time, he motioned for Dantrell to pull his cock out of my hole, which he did, very gradually, revealing inch after inch of his BBC, until it finally fell out of my gaping hole, and flopped around. I was lying back, my ass a few inches off the end of the sling, my feet in the stirrups, and my legs spread wide, an open invitation for Trex’s BBC. I watched Trex lubing up his thick monster cock, and as he approached my hole, I started snorting the poppers, moving the bottle back and forth, from one nostril to the other, each time taking a big hit, and holding my breath as long as I could, feeling my heart slam and my head pound, until I felt the head of Trex’s cock pushing into me. That was the easy part because his cock head was nowhere near the huge girth of his shaft. Even though my head was spun from all the Tina and G and poppers, I still let out a loud gasp when Trex started forcing his shaft inside of my hole. “Come on ! You want this BBC ? Push back against it ! Come on ! Take it ! Take it ! Trex continually coached me while taking a few steps forward, pushing me and the sling backwards, and increasing the pressure of his cock against my hole until the huge shaft suddenly broke through and the thighs of Trex’s black leather chaps made a loud slap against my ass. Sweat rolled down the sides of my face, and I could see thatTrex was sweating, too. Right now, he knew enough to stay very still, his monster thick cock completely buried in my hole, letting me relax and get used to it’s size. “Holy FUCK,” I yelled out ! “I wasn’t sure I could do it.” Trex told Dantrell to hand him a couple of paper towels. He handed one to me, and we both wiped the sweat from our faces. “Good job, Danny boy ! We need to celebrate.” He told Dantrell to reload the bubbler pipe. Then, he told him to hand the torch and the pipe to me, and ordered me to take several big hits. Next, while Trex was hitting the pipe, he could feel me moving my ass in the sling, fucking myself up and back an inch or two on Trex’s massive cock. Trex blew a huge cloud down toward my hole, then he grinned, knowing that his BBC was in charge, and that my hole wanted it, wanted it fucking me. Handing the bubbler pipe and the torch back to Dantrell, Trex told me to hit the poppers, again, and, as I did, Trex pulled his cock back about half way, then slowly shoved it all the way back in, again. I moaned loudly, and pushed my hips forward, signaling to Trex how fucking good it felt. Trex responded by pulling back most of the way, then slamming back in, in one quick motion. My entire body shuddered, and I yelled out, “OH, FUCK, YEH !” For the next 10 or 15 minutes, Trex kept pounding his BBC in and out of my hole, only occasionally stopping for a few seconds to let me hit the poppers. When, he felt like taking a break, he let Dantrell have a turn, marveling at how my ass was able to take Dantrell’s big long cock punch fucking my inner ring. Dantrell and Trex kept taking turns pounding the hell out of my insatiable ass, and pumping load after load of cum into me, only stopping long enough to fuck more shards deep inside my ass, to make me hit the pipe, and down a few more doses of G. The session ended up lasting about 36 hours, with all 3 of us feeling pretty well warn out. I had received 5 big loads of cum blasted deep inside my ass. Before I left, Trex shoved a large butt plug up my hole, and told me to keep it in for at least 24 hours, to be sure that I had completely absorbed all those chemmed up loads of cum.

Chapter XII This is how my hole looks now after a poz load from the guy that had been giving me a massage. I looked up to see Steve, the hitcher, smiling around the curtain between our two massage tables. I grinned back and he told me he just knew I would succumb to the great looking masseuses here. I told him it was nice but what the hell was I doing, becoming just a hole to be used or what? He told me to just go with it as long as it felt good and I was having fun. We then headed to the showers and cleaned the massage oils off. I couldn't help but had to grab and stroke Steve a bit. His huge cock was just too great to resist. He put me off for a bit and told me to wait till we got to the sauna and then he would pound my hole good if I wanted. I told him to hurry and let's get there then. We got to the sauna and immediately added some more water to the heater and soon had a really good amount of steam rolling in and pretty much hiding almost anything from view beyond a couple of feet. We headed to a bench to sit and I sat on a lower one than him. I soon had his cock buried in my throat and really loving the taste of his cock. I bobbed my head on him and found that with all the practice this week I was now able to get all but a couple of inches of him in my mouth and down my throat good. After a few minutes we heard the door open and close and then the hiss of more water hitting the hot stones. We waited a couple of minutes and I started to suck Steve some more. He pulled me around so I was kneeling in front of him more and really started to fuck my mouth good. As I was doing this I suddenly felt a hand on my ass. I started to pull off of Steve's cock but he held me and whispered that he knew the guy and he was ok. I wanted to see him but Steve was holding my head and I just started sucking some more. The guy behind me kept rubbing my ass and then was running his fingers up and down my crack. He kept stopping rubbing my hole at times and then I felt what seemed to be some lube on his finger and then it was pushing into my hole. The load of cum in there already seemed to help once my outer ring was opened. Soon I felt his cock rubbing me and then he was pushing it into me. He started slow but soon picked up speed and was pounding my hole good. I was in heaven almost with Steve's magnificent cock down my throat and some guy's cock in me that I still hadn't even seen. What a turn on. I was loving it but soon I felt the guy ram a few times really hard and then ram deep and I felt his cock spasming and I knew he was giving me another load of cum in my ass. As he pulled out, I heard Stever tell him thanks from me. I smiled around his cock in my mouth. Then I seemed to feel another guy behind me and sure enough another cock was entering me. I gasped and looked up at Steve and he just smiled down at me and told me it looked like the word had went around that I had a nice ass. This guy wasted no time and as soon as he was all in he started a very fast pounding of my ass and only lasted about 5 minutes when I felt his cock throbbing and spilling his load deep into me. This time as he pulled out to leave, Steve pulled me away from his cock and told me he needed my ass now. He then got up and got behind me. I felt him feel around a little and then his huge cock was plowing into me. I was definitely in heaven now. Nothing could compare to his marvelous cock and the way that huge member filled my hole up. Steve started slow but then picked up speed a little at a time until he was really pile driving my hole. I was flying and it felt so wonderful. I was pushing my ass back at him on every instroke trying to swallow every single inch of him in me deep as possible. He drove into me hard and fast and for a good 20 minutes and then I heard his breathing getting harder and knew he was about to cum. I could also feel my own cock twitching in that familiar way too and knew I was only a few seconds from cumming too. He drove hard as hell a few more times and then thrust deep into me and ground his cock around my hole as he spurted a huge load up my hole and my own cock spewed cum all over the bench. As he finished up and was pulling out I became aware that there were some other guys standing around watching. What a turn on to see so many cocks, about 6 guys, standing around enjoying our show and stroking their own cocks off. Steve and I hit the showers again and then headed back to the motel room. As we were leaving I asked him about the last couple of guys that had fucked me and he told me he knew both of them. He had been the one that had pozzed them too and they had loaded me up with some more nice toxic cum. LOL Damn chapter twelve had a picture in it but it did not come through for some reason

I was a rising executive in sales as well as a closet homo. Besides balling my wife I was fucking a little fairy who worked with the other clarical peons in the front office who also gave me good head. I was also the bitch of a couple of men, one a large thirty-five-year-old bear of a man named Henry who worked maintenance in the plant, the other man was a guy named John whom I met in a gas station mensroom one day when I had to piss really bad on my way to the commuter bus stop. John was in his twenties, slender with stringy brown shoulder length hair, a mustache, glasses, dirt under his nails and a nice juicy 7" cut cock. He had a job and his own place so he was a few levels higher than street trash. He had a girlfriend but she gave lousy head and wasnt too attractive. I myself was in my forties, clean cut, average straight looking and acting guy who liked being the person in gay sex acts whether I was sucking cocks or getting fucked as well as being the man, as when I fucked the office punk. I would meet John in the the gas station john and suck him off a couple times a week. Once in a while I also sucked John's toes as I sometimes did Henry's after work. Henry fucked my ass a couple times a week at quitting time, usually in a shower stall in the mens locker room as well as let me suck his cock once in a while but for oral he preferred to hold my head and fuck my mouth which I couldnt take too well. Usually after Henry fucked me I would be horny if I hadnt cummed from getting fucked by him. If I hadnt cummed I would shagg the fairy in his mouth or up his ass depending on which end I felt like fucking at the time. I usually alternated, fucking the poof's ass one time and pumping my next load down his throat the next time. I had been Henry's bitch for over a couple of years and been sucking John off for over six months. I figured John was neg because I never got sick from sucking him off and swallowing his loads. One day, the day before I was to go on my month long vacation, my ass was itching as it usually did a few days after getting fucked but Henry had a date and left right after punching out. It was the day of the week where I also met John. At the mensroom after we hugged and kissed I asked, "John, do you like to fuck ass?" He then tried to hem and haw but I asked him if he had trouble fucking ass. He more or less evaded the question but I was in heat so I told him I would suck his dick clean after he nutted in me. He then said he had no lube with him. When Henry fucked me he usually had some sort of lube which he greased-up with after I sucked his dick hard. I didnt carry lube but we then decided that one of us would jerk me off, then I would suck his dick hard and leave it wet with my spit and we'd smear my cum on it for lube, then he would fuck me. We spat on my hand and I jerked off. I came in a short time, excited that John would fuck me. I knelt as I usually did and he opened the fly of his cut-off jeans and fished out his cut dick which I sucked into my mouth as usual but I sucked it only until I was hard, then left it wet with spit. I then smeared my cum on it and stood up, dropped my pants and bent over, bracing myself on the sink. John spat on my hole and then put his dickhead to it and then grabbed my hips. He thrust and entered me swiftly, hilting himself as I stifled a little yelp from the pain. He held it in and then began fucking me. The pain vanished in just a few strokes and my young somewhat scuzzy stallion fucked me good and hard. His dick was just a bit smaller than Henry's but he fucked me harder and faster, then again we had to finish before someone came into the little mensroom. "Watch the nails, OK?" I asked him. He relaxed his grip on my hips but kept fucking me hard and fast, his pelvis sometimes slapping my ass, as he took his pleasure in my hole. He then fucked me harder and I got turned on so much that had I not I shot my load I would have cummed onto the concrete floor. John increased his efforts and fucked me to victory, pumping his poz load into me, his prick pulsing with each spurt of infected cum. He then hilted himself as he finished shooting his initial volley, then pounded me for another minute tearing me up some more inside. After a few hard thrusts he pulled out of me. I knelt and noticed a tinge of blood on his dick before I sucked his dick clean and kissed it and his balls like I always did with a cock in my mouth. "Man that was a great piece of ass, my dick really felt good, better than the poz holes I fuck. Now that I know you'll suck my dick clean I'll fuck your ass as well as your mouth." John said. "I'd be glad to take it stud." I replied as I pulled my pants up. We hugged and I left. I thought no more of getting fucked by John than I did when Henry fucked me, it was just a really nice feeling being used by a man for his sexual pleasure and being the receptacle for his dick and cum, feeling a man's dick thrusting in me, just as I enjoyed putting that little quiff in the front office in his place with my dick and cum. The vacation went fine until about two and a half weeks in, then I caught what I'd later heard is the "AIDS flu" and realized I had made a monstrous huge mistake by being in heat and letting John fuck me. My wife was concerned and we cut our vacation short and went to the doctor who by then was familiar with the disease which had been around for a dozen years then. He tested me and I showed poz. We were devastated. My wife then gave me the third degree and before vacation was over filed for divorce, accusing me of buying whores or shooting up with dirty needles. I had to shell out for a good divorce lawyer and prove alienation of affection partly because she wouldnt put out which necessitated me needing to fuck someone else. I never mentioned that I was fucking a man(the office poof) or taking the meat and cum of large masculine men(including Henry) in me. Back at work a month later I had to tell Henry the bad news which meant he no longer would use me but he would jerk off into my mouth once in a while. A month after that I had a tiff with the little office poof and persuaded him to take my poz dick up his ass even though he knew I was poz and he wasnt. Fucking him felt good, one of my best feeling orgasms because I was pumping my infected jizz up his neg hole and changing him for life the way John changed my life by having a nice piece of my ass. I returned to sucking John off and taking him up my ass, he replaced Henry as my anal stud.

Hey guys, Antonio is in my area and I'm thinking of meeting him to suck and get fkd by him. Have a huge speedo/spandex fetish and he was cool about starting off in gear etc. But after doing MUCH research I'm now thinking NOT. I am 100% certain of my status = negative, I'm bi, and well, very picky about who gets this a$$. I have never barebacked, and just plain won't, kind of want to see my 80s/90s. My point: Even with a condom, and giving him a blow job, I'm still pretty much risking my life, eh? Cause MY GOD he has one heck of a piece of meat and I get so worked up thinking about what it would look like in a speedo to start things off. I've included a pic of my a$$. Yes, that is my butt, I'm a bodybuilder, and it's incredible looking for a white guy. I'm 6' 215 :-)

Jon‘s words hadn’t quite sank in yet and we went back out to the living room to find his fellow missionary beating off to porn. We looked at him and in unison Mouthed “busted” like he had no idea what we had been doing in the other room. He was an athletic sort and had a nice big dick which he was stroking. He tried to cover it up like he was really busted and faced being sent home in shame. We both laughed at him and began caressing his chest and Jon reached down to play with his still hard cock beneath the pillow he had pulled over himself. Brad was his name and he had come from the northern Midwest. I pulled my almost hard cock from my shorts and placed it near his mouth it was drooling precum and he licked the head then swallowed my growing member, Jon had sunk down to the floor and was sucking on brads hard cock. I once again dropped my pants to the floor as brad gave me an expert blowlob. I could feel my trigger tightening and didn’t want this to end so suddenly so I pushed Jon aside and straddled Brads lap, then impaled my ass on his cock. It wouldn’t take muck for Brad to blow as I could see the look on his face when He realized I already had a load in my guts and was using Jon’s cum as lube. Jon came up behind us and shoved his cock in as well and they both pumped in and out of my hole for about 5 minutes before brad blew his wad deep in my guts, Jon just kept on pumping and ripping my hole which kept brad hard. Soon they were both going to town on my hole and about 20 minutes later brad blew his second load deep in my ass and Jon followed suit as I shot up Brads chest and hit him in the chin with my cum. I led them into the shower to wash off the sex, couldn’t have them going back to the apartment smelling of sex or they would be sent home and excommunicated. Having left their clothes in the living room, they strode down the hall too my bedroom and into the bathroom. Jon was pleased that I had a walk-in shower large enough for the three of us and turned on the water I joined them after getting out towels for them. Jon was already soaping Brads back and rubbing his again Hardening cock in his crack. I began soaping Brad’s front washing his cock and balls with care as Brad began pissing on me, I dropped down and began taking his LDS pee in my mouth and he said he was baptizing me for the reform church and we laughed. Then Jon move over and began pissing in my mouth as well. Okay it was my fantasy to be baptized by these boys and it as now a reality. We all finished washing up and I told them I would drive them back to their apartment. It was getting late and didn’t want to arouse suspicions. The next day I got a call from Jon, Thanking me for a wonderful dinner and reunion conversation. He said his missionary duties would keep him busy for the next week or two but he would try to make time for his brother. To be continued

yeah excellent way to convert a young boy into a poz slut!

Been with my partner for 9 years. We still have hot sex, but we mess around a bit, me quite a bit more than my hubby, and I mean a lot more! My partners brother is an asshole to put it lightly. He is quite a "homophobe" and has treated us not very well. He has been married for 27 years to a nasty bitch. I am not sure who I hate worse him or her. Anyhow, even though he is a jerk he is quite "doable" and I have had fantasies of sucking him off and then having him bareback my ass and loading me up with his redneck load! I never thought it could actually happen. But 3 months ago he showed up at the door unannounced. I was wondering why he was there as he knew my partner would be at work. He said he wanted to talk to me and show me something. I thought 'oh great, he's gonna call me out on how miserable our relationship has been on him!' He excused himself to the bathroom before we could chat. I waited for him on the couch, when he came in the room I my mouth fell open. His fly of his dirty jeans was open reveling the longest cock I've seen in awhile,(believe me I have seen and been fucked by a few hundred cocks in my lifetime!) His was something else, It was a fucking hot cock and quite tasty looking. He asked if I wanted it, without saying a word or hesitating even a split second. I was on my knees with my face firmly planted in front of his huge tool! I was salivating as he slapped my face with his hard on! He ordered me to lick his huge and extremely hairy low hangers. The smell of his hardworking sweaty body was really turning me on. I started to go down to lick his manly nuts when he suddenly pulled back and barked that I was a fucking fagot queer who thinks of nothing less than being a fucking slut who would not even think about giving it up to his partners brother. He asked meanly how I could submit to him while pretending to be a good partner to his brother. I did have to to respond as he grabbed my had and forced his balls into my mouth. Yeah you are a dirty homo aren't ya? Fuckhead go head and serve me! I bagged his balls gleefully as they smelled and tasted so manly! He then said "you wanna suck my cock and make me feel good don't ya you cock sucking tard! In fact you have always wanted my cock in your mouth haven't ya you no good queer?" I nodded as the head of his gorged cock entered my mouth. I greedily took the whole thing in down my throat, aided by his rough large hands shoving my head into his hairy crotch! "Ya you fucking like that, don't ya you little pussy?" I continued to suck that hard tool deep down my throat gladly gagging on it. After sucking him for what seemed like forever and him barking more insults at me, he grabbed my and drug along the floor to the bedroom, he proceeded to practically rip my clothes off and throw me on the bed. I was fucking loving it when he pulled off his jeans and took off his worn t-shirt revealing his hairy chest and manly belly. Yes Charlie liked his beer and it showed, but it fucking turned me on! He pulled my legs up over his shoulders and with a sudden thud he plowed right into my smooth hole. It hurt so good as I moaned. After several thrusts from this brute of an asshole, I was moaning with fucking pleasure beyond belief as his raw cock was plowing my hole! He was quite proud of his cock and ability's when he bragged at how good he was making him feel. He also said he was a real man and that his fagot brother couldn't possibly know how to fuck if I was so eager to let him take my body! I replied he was fucking awesome and that he was sending my body to where no one has before! He was giving me his evil smirk and letting me know how superior he was to other men and especially his brother. I evilly agreed with him telling him that he was the best fuck I have ever had. And I wasn't lying, Charlie is an awesome fucker in bed! He was sweating profusely all over me as he continued to fuck away my raw hole. He said he was surprised at how tight my shaved "pussy" was. he liked the feeling of the smoothness of it and that I must enjoy shaving it so guys could fuck it. he made me admit to what a slut I've been behind his brothers back. I said I want to get fucked and bred by many men. He then got bigger and his thrusts became faster , harder and rougher! He said that I must like it rough, I nodded with excitement and he then fucked me harder and with more force than any other man has done to me before! He start to moan and rumble and growl and then shot what felt like the biggest load I have ever had before! he kept cumming and cumming for seemed like a lifetime. I was grinning from ear to ear as he was breeding my ass and pour his dirty sweat all over my slutty bottom. When he was done he ordered me to lick his cock clean, which I did eagerly. I started stoking my cock while I was doing this and he grabbed my hands and told me no! He said he didn't want me to get off cause his pounding me should have satisfied me. I told him it did as I did have pre-cum dribbling out of my cock. I told him he made me cum and I was all wet because of him. he bragged "Well of course cause I am a real man!" After the wonderful fuck he gave me I agreed with him. The next thing I knew he grabbed me by the neck and made me swear I would never tell a soul about this, especially his brother. I swore I would never. He told me he would be calling me in a few days and he expected me to show up at his place so he could fuck me again. he then quickly dressed and took off.