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I'm a 50 year old white guy, with a medium build and could use working out, I just don't. At 6'2, 215 lbs, seven inches (cut), HIV+, I wouldn't say I was a bad looking guy. Over the weekend I was SO FUCKING horny, so I went cruising on Grindr and Scruff, looking for cock. Then I heard from a twink looking for a daddy and a place to stay for the night. Figuring I'd get to breed him (or at least have him breed me), I invited him over. He was about 5'11, 155 lbs, white, had a seven and a half inch cock, described himself as versatile but preferred to fuck me, so we got to it. I invite him into the house, led him to my bed room where we both stripped, and dropping to my knees I went down on his cock. Initially it was totally limp so I got to see and feel it grow as I slid my mouth up and down. I worked his hard, but skinny cock deep into my throat. It was long enough that it hit the back of my throat, just popping past the entrance to my throat, causing me to gag every so slightly. Yeah, he was definitely seven and a half inches. In any even, that's as far as he went into my throat before he was balls deep. Naturally he groaned with pleasure, so I had him move onto the bed where we mutually went down on each other, sucking each other in a 69 position. He was quite good at it, deep-throating my cock and flicking his tongue ring against the underside of my cock. It felt so good I found myself leaking precum like crazy. His cock was also drooling in my mouth. I couldn't wait, I NEEDED FUCKING BAD, so, I cut to the chase and asked him to fuck me. I wanted his load of cum deep in my ass. "I'm on PrEP, so I only bareback," he replied. "Fine with me," I replied, but before I could say another word, he suddenly became much more aggressive and ordered me to "Get your pussy into position," as he rolled me over, lifted my legs over his shoulders, and rubbed his cock head all over my hole, smearing his precum all over, then slowly pushing his head into my hole. Even with his precum my hole was still quite, and I grunted in pain, telling him as much. "So?" was his one word reply as he pushed harder. "More lube, guy," I answered, definitely in pain now. "Spit and precum is all I ever use, as well as the cum of other guys, if it's available," he answered in a matter-of-fact tone. The thought of using the cum of other guys as lube excited me, and got my cock even harder, notwithstanding the pain, but as the discomfort was unabating, I tried again, suggesting we use 'SPUNK' (which is great lube, by the way). "Nope, just spit," he again replied. So, I spat in my hand and tried to lube his cock as much as possible, going into a half-sitting position to do so. But apparently impatient, he placed his head at the entrance of my hole and pushed in. No luck. "Get up on all fours!" he demanded. I complied, getting into doggie position, again spitting and lubing his cock. He placed his cock head against my hole, teasing me as he pushed a bit harder each time. Again I spat and with the objective of lubing his cock, but this time as I made to lube his cock, he pushed hard against my hole. I was in the act of screaming 'Not yet!' when he cut me off with a succinct "Too late," his cock head popping into my hole, sliding in until he was balls deep. The pain was excruciating, and it seemed as if he was actually tearing my hole. Now, we had never discussed safe sex, but perhaps in recognition of as much, as he begain thrusting in and out (with a medium speed), and as tears flowed from my eyes, he casually remarked "I'm gonna breed this hole good." Then, ever gracious, he completely withdrew and asked "More spit?" I tried to give him some more, but impatiently he said "Too, slow!" as he slammed into my hole, going balls deep. I screamed in pain even as I moaned in pleasure. Laughing, he withdrew and allowed me to lube his cock. Naturally I loaded him up plenty, which was good, because he then lay back on the bed, demanding "Ride it." So I mounted him, trying to get his cock into my hole as I squatted over his cock. His cock head had just breached my ass lips when he slapped my leg out from under me and I fall on his cock, taking his cock balls deep as I feel his treasure trail along the crack on my ass. I screamed again, he laughed. For about five minutes I road his cock, only to have him say he wanted to go back to the first position, that is to say, with me on my back and my legs on his shoulders. Somehow we made this change in position without his cock ever leaving my hole, which was good because as we settled in he warned me "Do not let my cock out of your hole or I won't fuck you anymore." By this time I craved his cock, so as he resumed pounding my ass, fucking me over and over again, pulling almost completely out, only to slam back in, really opening up my ass, and absolutely bruising my prostate in the process. Finally, I sensed his cock was getting harder, and his pounding was less controlled, so I wasn't all that surprised when he slammed in deep, and somewhat convulsed. "Take that gift for the holidays," he remarked. Of course I immediately wondered if he had deliberately chosen the word 'gift' to infer he was giving me some poz cum, or perhaps it was merely a generic use. Well, I didn't have the time to think much about his 'gift' because he then rolled me over onto my stomach, spread my legs, exposing my now red sore and bred hole, and slid his cock, which was still fully erect, back into my hole, fucking me fast and deep. "Now, let me work it into you. Get it deep so you can carry it all day," power-fucking me again and again, bouncing up and down, slamming my hole. Occasionally his cock would pop out, only to be shoved right back in. "Damn, your hole is hot! Ready for another load?" "YES! FUCK YES!" I replied, as again he slammed in balls deep, trying to get even deeper, and as he bottomed-out, I felt his cock pulse several times, shooting about four quirts of cum deep into my hole. Pulling out, he demanded "Clean off my cock." So I did, noticing a coating of white and pinkish juice all over the head of his cock. I licked his cock head and then gave his entire cock a clean-up. Getting to to his feet, he pulled on his clothing, and as he walked out the door, called "Thanks, and bye," even as I was trying to pull up my shorts, and definitely before I could formulate an answer. So much for staying over night. I kept his cum in me all day, including when I went to work and visited with clients. I specifically noticed it didn't feel as if I needed to to relieve myself. When I got home from work that evening I thought I needed to shit, so I went into my bathroom, sat on the commode and gave a slight push. First some fart-like gasses, and then some juice came out. The juices were clearly his cum and it was streaked with pink, but there was no actual poop. Just his cum and my ass juices. He had obviously given me a HUGE load. About an hour later the sensation returned, and this time another large amount of cum blew out of my hole, although this time there was no trace of blood. So I found myself wondering: Did he recharge me?

I have long considered myself (correctly or not) to be a power-bottom, or at least, an exclusive bottom who’s always horny. I’m not a bad looking guy, at five foot eight and about a hundred and forty-five pounds. I’m no body builder, but I’m not exactly skinny either (I just wish I had more body hair). I’ve gotten my share of action, bit I never was able to hook up as often as I wanted to because I like to take a real pounding, but the walls of my apartment are paper thin. Unless the other guy had his own place it usually meant getting a motel, and that could get to be expensive after a while. Then, after several years with a local market research firm, and working my way up from interviewer to project manager, I could finally become a home-owner before I was thirty. It was a small place, kind of a fixer-upper, but it had two floors and was in a nice quiet suburb. All the houses in the area were practically identical except for the color. Mine was on the edge of a cul-de-sac and was painted slate gray. And I loved that it had the attached garage so I wouldn’t have to worry about brushing off the mid-western snow or rushing to haul my groceries through the yard in the rain. The previous owner kept the garage meticulously neat and had added built-in cabinets to keep the usual garage clutter out of sight. There was also a weird kind of closet that fit into the space under the stairwell on the other side of the wall inside the house (I said it was small…). It looked as if it was a bathroom at one time, but there was no toilet there now, just some exposed pipes. Since I’m always thinking about sex, I first thought It would be a good place to hide my porn stash and sex-toys on those times that mom stopped for a weekend visit and during the holidays. It would have made a very small bathroom, with barely enough room for a standing shower, but it was more than big enough for my collection of DVD’s and a couple of dildos. But then I got an even better idea. I remembered seeing an ad online from a guy who had built a glory-hole in a side door of his house. Men would text him that they were stopping by, or just ring his side doorbell at certain times of the day, and slip their dicks through the hole. They’d get a quickie blow-job, he’d get his daily protein allowance, and they’d never even see each other. I planned to do him one better. It only took me a quick trip to the hardware store and a long afternoon to make the modifications because the door was hollow and easy to cut. A couple of saw-horses, some thin vinyl upholstery, a few two-by-fours, para-cord, six-inch bolts, and a simple pulley-system later and I was finished. After I tested everything out to make sure it worked, I headed online. I ran an ad for an “insatiable power bottom” entertaining a session for the coming Saturday. I posted a fairly recent nude selfie and said that condoms were optional, but bareback was preferred. Replies with nude photos would get directions and details. I hit “upload” and waited for the replies to come in. Over the next couple of days, there were a half-dozen replies that seemed serious, with nude photos and detailed descriptions of what they wanted to do to me, so I gave them directions to my house, and told them to come through the garage entrance at seven p.m. I had just enough time after work to shower and get everything ready. I didn’t bother to get dressed or even dry off. Then, after making sure that any doors leading into my house were securely locked, I set up a small table in the garage with some condoms, lube, tissues, and a couple of my dildos. And I left a few bottles of water in a cooler nearby. Then I opened the closet door. I had cut a hole in the center of it, just a bit larger than my thirty-four inch waist. Inside the closet, I had rigged up the saw-horses and planks into a short bench with the end protruding a few inches through the hole in the door. I sat on the edge of the bench and reached through the hole for a pair of hook-and-loop wrist restraints that were dangling from two lengths of para-cord on the outside of the closet door. I wrapped them around my ankles and stuck my feet through the hole. Then I pulled it closed and bolted it shut from the inside. Each length of para-cord was threaded through a small hole that I had drilled in the door near each of the top corners, and then through a pulley suspended from the ceiling just inside the doorway. I lay back on the bench and scooted forward until I was near the edge, and the hole in the door was around my waist. Then I pulled each cord and secured them around hooks that I had screwed into the walls at my sides within reach of each hand. Now my legs were held up and spread, and my hole was open and exposed for my “guests” when they arrived. All I had to do was wait. I put my hands behind my head-on the pillow that I had brought from my bedroom-and felt my cock swell as I thought of the guys who had sent me photos. I hadn’t responded to everyone who had sent me a photo because some guys were into stuff I wasn’t like scat and painful stuff, and some guys were too young (I like Daddy-types), but they were still hot. The guys I did respond to were all over forty, but other than that they had little in common aside from describing themselves as “total top” and “insatiable”. That was all I needed. Aside from directions and instructions to just let themselves in through the small garage door, I told them little. I didn’t have to. They’d all seen my photo, and all wanted a piece of me, so I just laid out what was NOT allowed, told them that condoms would be available if they wanted, but that I didn’t care either way, and that they could go as many times as they wanted until nine O’clock. Just as I was thinking about one of the hot black Daddies who responded, I heard a knock on the garage door and my cock jumped. The knob turned with a click, and the door creaked open a bit, and as soon as I heard a baritone voice ask, “Hello?” I knew it was one of the two. I heard the door close, and just a couple of footstep across the floor when he said, “Ni-i-i-c-e!” I grinned and stroked my cock a bit then, because I was sure that he was one of the black guys, but then stopped because I knew I had to be on my back for a few hours and didn’t want to cum too soon. “This is better than I’d hoped for,” he said, and I felt his hand slide up the back of my thigh and down again. It felt a little dry, but not too rough, and I figured he was the younger stud—just forty-two and not too muscly, but at six foot three and with eight and a half un-cut inches he was fucking hot! I heard his belt buckle jangling, and heard him suck his finger before probing my hole with it. I hadn’t fully lubed myself, but I rubbed a little in my rosebud just in case no one else wanted to. I flexed my hole around his finger and clenched it, and I heard him chuckle. “Yeah… I love a nice tight white boy to cum in…” Then I heard him lube his cock and press the head against my hole. I pushed out to open for him and he chuckled again. “Hungry pussy, ain’t ya?” and he started to push in. Like a hot lead pipe he pushed his cock into me, not ramming it in, but not exactly slowly either. He just pushed in steadily and forcefully, his cock muscling my flesh out of its way so that it could get into me until I felt the wiry hairs on his balls scratching my ass. “Damn, that’s a nice pussy,” he grunted, and started to fuck. He thrust away like a machine in a strong steady rhythm. And from the sound of it, he hadn’t even dropped his pants. He was just fucking me through his open fly. That made my cock jump again. I tried not to stroke it, I just spread my pre-cum across the head because I wanted to see how long I could hold out before I came. And I could tell from the way the doorway was creaking that he had found the cabinet handles that I had screwed into it so that my “guests” would have a hand-hold. Then he paused in his fucking for a moment, and when he started again he said, “Yeah, you look hot like that, boy,” and I knew that he had finally seen my note, even though it was posted, for him, closer to chest-height. I had secured my old tablet computer in its book-style cover to the door (after clearing it of all files) next to a note that read, “If you want to have a look, open the cover.” The video app was linked to a small web-cam that I had mounted to the ceiling looking down on me. He had obviously opened the cover and was watching me being fucked. “Hands behind your head, just relaxing and taking this big black cock." I looked up into the camera and smiled. Although I still couldn’t see him, he picked up speed a little and seemed to fuck harder. “How long you been a cum-dump, boy?” he grunted as he thrust, and I heard him breathing heavier. “All my life,” I said with a smile, and I felt his cock twitch. Truth was, I took my first cock at sixteen, but I knew from that moment that I would never top again. “Awww, yeah!” he howled, and I could picture an ear-to-ear grin on the face from his picture. “Damn, if all you white boys don’t love takin Nigga’ cock…” and I felt his cockhead swell inside me. His thrusts got faster and drove deeper. “Always happy to give it up to a horny brotha,” I replied. “Fuck yeah! Take it, bitch!” He slammed his cock in me to the balls and ground his hips against me as I felt his thick black load blasting into me. He grunted and growled and the door shook as he blew volley after volley of jizz into my tight hole. “Whooo!” he howled, and pulled out of me with a pop. “Thanks, boy,” and he slapped my ass. I heard him grab some tissues and clean his cock. “Sure thing man. Just close the cover again before you go." He zipped his fly, and I heard the cover close again. “Lata,” he called, and the door closed again.

Matt and Roger I’m Matt, 27, 6’3”, 230, white, coarse dark brown hair, buzz cut, furry chest, legs, trimmed beard, brown eyes, 7.5 thick cut dick, TT, gym rat, and workaholic. Roger, my boyfriend of six years, is 5’11” 185, 3/4 white 1/4 blatino, eight inches, thick uncut dick, vers, with really light olive skin with sporadic dark curly hair. He's also gym rat. We’ve been monogamous for all six years and have lived together for four in the upper east side of Manhattan. We have in a nice daily routine, which consists of waking up, my fucking a load into him, going to work, lifting at the Equinox from six to seven PM, taking a steam, and heading home to stuff our faces with protein. Sometimes we fuck again at night but usually we save it for the morning session. Monday. This morning Roger had to go out of town for work until Friday, so he left for the airport at 6:00 AM. I missed fucking him, but I didn't jack off because I knew I would have his hole when he got back. I slept in until the last minute and headed to work where I found my balls unusually heavy, and when walking to the break room to get coffee my dick had scarcely rubbed against my boxers when it got somewhat fluffy. Then, when my straight Dominican 45 year old 6’1” 200 lb masculine beefy co-worker came into the break room and began chatting with me about expense reports, my gaze drifted back and forth between his soft wet dark pink lips and the dick bulge visible even through his suit pants. Involuntarily I licked my lips thinking about the taste of his surely uncut, musky dick and ass. By now my dick was pumped full of blood. I definitely needed to stop looking at him. One day of cum backing-up and I was already turning into an animal. Heading back to my desk I popped an Adderral and before I knew it, 5:00 PM arrived, so I headed to the gym. Although my dick was a half staff, I managed to bust out my lift, pop by Chipotle, and get to bed early. Tuesday I was even more horny, and my dick involuntary got hard throughout work. After I was done I headed to the gym, only to find the locker room was busier than normal, with probably twenty or so guys, half of whom were getting dressed, and half of whom were milling around wearing only a towel, en route to the steam room or showers. My senses were heightened. I could smell and practically taste the odor of man. My eyes discretely explored the various bodies as I passed through the locker corridors. In the second such corridor I found a muscled body, fully naked, bent over as he was putting his underwear on. His hairy hole was fully exposed for the second I could observe him. My dick jumped. If it was socially acceptable I would have spit fucked him right there, right then. Instead I went into the last corridor to my usual locker, only to discover two furry bearded muscle daddies, about 50 years old, one 5’9 175, the other 6’ 200, both wearing briefs and pulling on their workout clothing. I can’t help but visually explore their tight furry, veiny, leathery bodies, including the top of a scorpion tattoo which was visible on the waist of the taller man. My eyes made their way down to his hefty bulge visible through his white briefs. His dick was clearly a giant. I could almost see veins running down through the fabric. His balls were so heavy his briefs were sagging somewhat, and his whole crotch was obviously bushy with dark hair. He was definitely a piggy poz daddy. I wanted to bury my face against his crotch. The blood, meanwhile, was surging into my dick, and my entire body temperature was rising. Although only a few seconds had passed since I rounded the corner, both men noticed I was looking. They paused in their chat, which led me to realize my mouth was gaping open, and I was all but drooling. Blushing, I quickly started changing, thinking to myself 'Fuck, you're an idiot. I love Roger'. I also thought 'You're definitely going to have to jack off tonight, if only to get some release'. The two daddies, however, were like lions stalking weak prey. The taller one initiated conversation with me remarking "I hope the gym isn’t as busy as this shit show locker room.” “Hah, agreed,” I replied. "What are you lifting today?” he persisted. "Chest and probably some shoulders. You?” "Nice. I'm working chest and tri’s. Dave here is doing cardio. If it’s nuts out there and you want any machine I’m on, don’t hesitate to let me know.” “Thanks, man. Same to you.” With that the three of us walked upstairs to the workout floor where it truly was a shit show. Nearly every machine and weight was occupied. I got lucky and spot a bench which was about to be vacated, and started loading up the 45's. The six foot daddy approached remarking “Hey, lucky guy, you mind if I join you?” "Not at all. Matt here. What's your name?” “Frank. Nice to meet you. Guess you're up first, youngin'.” Laying back on the bench I could feel Frank's eyes undressing me, and to be honest it was reciprocal, because when I looked up I found myself staring at his bulge and black furry armpits. I also found myself thinking he must be middle-eastern decent, or his ancestors came from somewhere in that part of the world. His arms were huge and quite veiny. He was wearing a black tank top and grey basketball shorts which complemented his build. As I lay there I inhaled a few times to pump up for my set. The smell of dick musk was palpable and intoxicating, so naturally blood pumped into my dick. “Hey Matt, you going to do this or just pass out from breathing too much?" Frank joked, his voice extremely deep and sexy. I busted out my set, and then, now spotting him, my bulge was huge, as I was half hard. I try to adjust my dick in my boxers to minimize its appearance, but Frank, already laying down and looking from a position where he could see up the leg of my shorts, chuckled and suggested “Move a bit forward so I can look up your shorts and see what’s causing this distracting view." Blushing, I smiled and awkwardly didn't make a reply. Frank kept up the banter throughout his entire set, and ended-up working with me for the rest of my routine. After every lift he either patted my back, butt, or briefly massaged my neck in a very bro style. He knew exactly how to seduce me, and as we walked towards the locker room Frank made his move “Dave is going to be doing cardio for a bit longer. We almost meet here after work, but he usually leaves after I do. How about grabbing Chipotle? I’m starving.” I was also, and without hesitation replied “Sure, I’m game.” We quickly changed into our street clothing and headed out. Just as we hit the street he briefly massaged the back of my neck as he asked “Hey, do you mind if we pop into my place really fast so I can get a heartburn pill? I love hot sauce but it kills me. My apartment is on the way to Chipotle.” It felt wrong but I couldn't think fast enough to get out of it. “Sure no problem.” His place was on the next block up. Walking in, he pulled off his shirt, kicked off his shoes, and dropped his pants and underwear as he moved deeper into the apartment. His body was so strong, and showed quite a bit of fur on his upper back and above his ass. His ass and legs were, in fact, completely covered in thick black hair. My heart was about to explode out of my chest and my dick was pumping full of blood. I wanted to lick him all over. “Sorry, man, I'm gonna throw on some dry clothing, real quick.” As he paraded into his bedroom I could see his dick sway between his legs. I had to regain my composure, so I asked to use his bathroom. "Sure, use the one through here, though, attached to my bedroom. The guest bathroom is being renovated." No sooner had I entered his bedroom he than he turned to me, his monstrous, poisonous, uncut dick thick and half hard. His scorpion tattoo also caught my eye, especially because it was much bigger than I had realized, stretching from his waist to his balls, buried in black hair. Stepping forward, Frank grabbed my face and growled "Come here." He had me under his spell. When he jammed his tongue into my mouth I was surprised how soft his lips felt, surrounded by his thick beard. Pulling back slightly, he ordered "Open your mouth.” I complied without a thought and he spat deep into my mouth, actually hitting the back of my throat. Again his mouth engulfed mine, his tongue wresting with mine. I felt virtually weak kneed with lust as my dick throbbed with arousal, my precum seeping into my underwear. He completely dominated me, and it seemed only correct that as his tongue explored my mouth and throat, he should pull my pants down and my shirt off over my head. My mind flashed ever so briefly to Roger, and a wave of guilt hits me, but the combination of Frank and my throbbing dick overcame my sense of guilt. There was no question: at least at this moment, Frank and my throbbing dick were in control. As we kissed, Frank's hand made its way to my furry muscular ass, squeezing first one, then the other cheek, hard, grunting into my mouth as he did so. Then he found my asshole and starts to scratch into it. Fuck, no one had done that to me in so long. It felt amazing. Even though I was completely dry, he forced his middle finger in knuckle deep, digging away. It seemed as if electricity was shooting from my hole to my dick. I could probably could have cum from that play alone, but instead he pulled closer against his chest, in so doing trapping his rock hard monster cock between our bodies. I'm not exaggerating when I say it stretched all the way up to my chest. And fuck, he was poz. His massive dick was leaking toxic precum onto my chest. I thought 'Well, I can’t get poz from spit, right? So as long as we just jack off I'm good', but Frank apparently had a different idea 'cause he took me into his arms, picked me up, and deposited me on the bed as he joined me there, the entire move without having let go of me. At this point his rock hard monster nine inch, thick uncut dick was oozing precum onto my stomach. Positioning himself between my legs, Frank ground his dick against mine as we continued making out. It had been so long since I've been with a guy other than Roger that everything felt new, and it was new in another sense. I had never before been dominated. Breaking our kiss, Frank stood up, and, standing over my body, jacked his huge furry dick while twisting his nipple. Then he crouched over my face, presenting his massive balls for me to admire. I was in sensory overload. They were so ripe. Taking ragged, deep breaths, I was all but getting high off of Frank's man smell. I wanted all of his sweat in my mouth. Frank, however, had his own agenda, and he placed his dickhead onto my forehead, which allowed me to lean my head all the way back so I can finally taste his dick, which was apparently his objective, as he slowly guided his dick head towards my mouth, pulling back his foreskin, and squeezing himself in the process. Silky poz cum oozed out of his head, flowing into my mouth. Although at one level I knew it was pure poison I unhesitatingly swallowed it. Frank then sank his dick into my mouth, and I opened as widely as I could. Nevertheless his cock head could barely fit into my mouth. Not to be deterred, Frank grabbed my jaw and forced his dick down my throat. I couldn't breath or move. He was virtually impaling me from the top down. My dick seemed to be getting harder the deeper he went into my throat, and finally his balls were resting on my nose. He remained stationary, balls deep, for several seconds as I struggled not to choke and cough, but eventually I had to at least try to push his weight off of my face. Still he was in charge as he thrust in a few times, grunting with pleasure. My throat involuntarily kept trying to swallow his massive piece of meat, even as my eyes streamed with tears from the effort of accommodating him. After what seemed to be about 20 seconds he finally pulled out. I gasped for air, my spit thick and stringy. "Good boy,” he whispered. Then he leaned forward, dangling his dickhead at my mouth and swallowed my seven and a half inch dick with ease. My balls tighten and tingled, and involuntarily I moaned, grunting "Oh fuck, I'm close.” Pulling off immediately, Frank growled "We can't have that yet.” I reached down to jack myself off, but he grabbed my hand, stopping me. My dick was so hard it seemed permanently flexed, and was almost hurting. I was so close to cumming to use the words 'blue balls' doesn't give the experience credit. Frank, meanwhile, picked-up with his agenda, and climbed over and behind me, pulling my legs up and initially onto his muscular hairy shoulders, then, as he propped my torso back on my shoulder blades, so my hole was facing the ceiling, my knees were now flung forward, resting on the mattress, one leg flanking each side of my head. With one hand he grabbed under both of my knees so he could examine my hole. I was completely exposed, and he was so strong. Spitting directly into my hole, he fingered it in, massaging my ass lips. My dick had never been so hard. More spit, and more massaging. I knew what he had in mind, and I didn't care. He was hitting my prostate; I felt him working the cum out of my balls with each prod. I was a human fuck toy to him. Then he pulled my legs back down to his shoulders, leaned forward, and gave me a deep kiss. His huge uncut dickhead likewise kissed my open hole. This was so dangerous. I knew it was, and I suspected he was leaking precum into my hole. Giving one last effort to be rational, I gave a half-hearted effort to push him off and to break off the kiss, trying to explain "Noo.. no way I’m bottoming.. I have a bo....” Frank didn't care about my protestations. He leaned over me again, jamming his tongue back into my mouth, his dick head now firmly lodged against my hole. Rocking our bodies a few times, I senses his slick foreskin unrolling on my hole, revealing the poisonous leaking raw helmet out of which his precum freely oozed. In fact I could feel his excess spit and his precum dripping down my ass crack, onto my back. My hole was slicker with each of his thrusts, and my head spun in excitement as Frank broke through my sphincter, opening me up with small thrusts, pushing ever harder to sink ever further in. Then, when he was about three inches in, he stopped. My hole was wrapped so tightly around his giant dick, I found myself involuntarily flexing my ass muscles, not knowing what to do otherwise with the foreign object lodged there. Moaning like a lion Frank muttered "Fuckk.. too tight,” his dick flexing and throbbing as he bred me with his poz cum. My dick spasmed without any manual touch, stimulated by his flexing dick which flooded my hole with his seed as he sank further into my ass. “You’re mine now,” he murmured, repeatedly kissing me. With this he pushed me over the edge. I moaned into his mouth as my balls erupted, volley after volley of my cum flowing onto my chest and neck. My hole was in unknown ecstasy. Frank's huge hairy balls were now on my ass as he had bottomed out and was not moving, but his cock continued flexing, doubtless oozing more and more poz cum into my ass. We made out for several more minutes, our tongues intertwined, but eventually Frank slowly withdrew his snake from the depths of my ass and then collapsed on the bed to my right, pulling me under his arm. We lay there breathing heavily, taking in the experience. I found myself thinking 'What the fuck have I just done?' My asshole was still gaping, and I could surely feel Frank's poz jizz leaking on to my ass cheeks and the bed. Taking a deep breath, Frank propped himself up on his elbow and wryly asked, "So, was that the first poz load you've taken, youngin'?” a smile in his eyes and on his lips.

idc if you only fuck dry i will take every painful thrust.... i just want to feel a cock throbbing in my tight college cunt so bad

I winked my hole and enjoyed the squishing of his cum when I heard him talking to someone outside. I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but I recognized his voice. Then the door opened and someone else stepped in. He didn’t say anything, but I heard his boots step up to my door, and then silence. He must have been reading the note. Then I heard his zipper open, and he said, “I already seen you kid, now I just want your hole.” I imagined he was one of the white guys—a Daddy, from the sound of his voice. I heard him spit on his cock, and as he shoved it in, I was kind of glad that he didn’t want to use a rubber. “Enjoy it, Daddy,” I said, and I think I felt his cock twitch a little when I called him “Daddy.” He grabbed my ankles and started to fuck. “Yeah…good that you know what you’re for, boy. Nice tight, slick boy-hole. That last guy lubed you up good for me.” It was clear he was a talker. Fine with me. “Yes he did. He left a big load in me for everyone else to use.” His cock twitched again. “You spread for Nigga cock a lot, boy?” As he asked me that, I heard the garage door open, and more footsteps. “This must be the place,” said a second voice. “Nice setup he’s got here.” My top was too focused to do more than glance at the new guy, if he even did that. “I’ll spread for anyone who needs a hole to cum in,” I replied, loud enough for the new guy to hear too. That time I was sure I felt his cock twitch. And my own cock was leaking a puddle of pre-cum on my belly. I scooped some up and started to jack myself. I started to flex my hole every few thrusts and heard him grunt each time I did. “Damn, boy! Got a four-day load I need to blow. You keep that up and you’re gonna get it soon…” His breathing was getting ragged and I could feel that he was sweating when his balls slapped against my ass. “That’s what I’m for, Daddy,” I replied. “I want to make sure you enjoy using me.” That pushed him over the edge. He slammed in to me balls-deep, and gripped my ankles so tightly that he was stopping the circulation. I actually felt his balls pull up when he blew because the hairs scraped against my ass. I could tell he was trembling from the force of the first few blasts, and from the sound of it he was grunting through tightly gritted teeth. And when his cock stopped pulsing, he huffed once and pulled out, and I heard him reach over for some tissues to wipe off his cock. Then he zipped up, and I heard him rustling the condom packets that I had separated and left on a silver (plastic and foil) tray. “I’m taking all your rubbers and throwing ‘em out, boy,” he said. “Nobody should have to use ‘em with you, and you know you don’t want ‘em to anyway.” “He’s all yours,” he said to the new guy, then slapped him on the shoulder and left. The next guy had stepped up to my hole before the garage door had even closed. His cock felt only semi-hard, and might not have slipped in as easily as it did if I hadn’t been so slick with cum. “Glad the line was short,” he said. “I gotta take a wicked piss.” By the time it registered with me what he’d said, I was already feeling his hot urine stream filling me. I was a bit in shock, and didn’t say anything. Neither did he, except to sigh loudly and moan, “Y-e-e-e-a-a-h-h…” Then I knew that he must be the guy I’d argued with online. Not really argue, but we had a lengthy discussion about what I was into and what was allowed and not allowed. Piss was never mentioned on either list. When he was finished, he just pulled out and left without another word, leaving me to decide how I felt about piss-play. My cock seemed to like it, at least, because it had started to swell the moment I felt his piss in me, and was harder than it had been all night. He’d heard my conversation with the last guy about “using me” and knowing “what I’m for”. So he used me. Maybe he didn’t use me for sex, or to cum in, but he used me. He needed to piss, and I was just a hole, so he used me.

Part 1 I started to regaine consciousness, slowly shaking the fog out of my brain, unable to immediately focus my eyes. My first realization was that my arms were stretched over my head, spread apart and strapped down. My legs were in a similar position, spread and tied. I slowly realized my chest and stomach were also strapped down and the only thing I could move was my head. Apparently I was on what I would eventually learn was a "St. Andrew's Cross" As the fog cleared I tried to yell out, only to emit a muffled scream. Something round and hard filled my mouth, preventing me from speaking. I started to panic as I realized I was totally naked and completely vulnerable. Then my eyes started to finally focus and fresh terror ripped through my heart. There, about 10 feet in front of me was Billy, my best friend since childhood. He too was naked, but in a different position from me. His head and hands were placed in wooden stocks. A leather sling was under his chest and stomach, hanging from chains connected to the ceiling, and his feet were spread wide, chained to rings in the floor. He was still unconscious, but I could see a metal contraption in his mouth, spreading it wide open. Drool ran out of his mouth forming a puddle on the floor. I tried to scream his name, but was unable too. The summer had started just as it should. Billy and I were recent high school graduates and had decided to take an exciting road trip before we went to our seperate colleges. We had been friends our whole lives, brothers really. Grade school, junior high, high school, boy scouts, sports, girls, we had been through it all together. A buddy road trip seemed the perfect way to begin our lives apart from each other. By the way, I'm Randy. I stand a nice 6'2" with a toned but slim body. I've got green eyes and curly brown hair. The kind all the girls are jealous of. I already had a full beard and some chest hair with very, hairy legs. Billy was the complete opposite. He was 5'9" with a compact muscular frame, which helped him take state in wrestling. He had blond hair, and big puppy dog brown eyes, which drove the girls crazy, and a surprisingly large 8 inch cock on his small frame, which also drove the girls crazy. I knew this cause lets face it, Billy and I had always seen each other naked. I sported a nice 7 1/2 myself. Billy still just peach fuzz on his baby face. He definitely didn't look 18. It was our 4th day on the road, and we were in the middle of bum fuck Texas on our way to New Orleans when it happened. BAM!! No more radiator. "Fucking God Damn Shit Billy!" I yelled at him from under the hood. "I told you your piece of shit car wouldn't make the trip!" "Fuck you Randy! How was I supposed to know the radiator would blow?" "Jesus, not even fucking cell reception in this God forsaken place!" I complained. "Well, nothing we can do about it but wait for someone to stop and help. I'll have my dad wire us money to get it fixed." We waited till long after the sun went down. A couple cars drove by, but noone would stop for a couple of guys in the middle of nowhere. "Well, we might as well hunker down for the night." said Billy, "someone's sure to stop tomorrow." So we climed in the car to get some sleep. The night was cold, so we snuggled for body warmth. No big deal for bros. We woke to someone banging on the windows. "Wake up boys!" yelled a deep voice. "Looks like you need old Earls help!" We jumped up and out of the car to find a large, toothless black man with a tow truck. "Fuck yea dude!" I exclaimed! "You saved our fucking asses!" "Yall's asses gonna need saving!" chuckled Earl. Before I knew what was happenening, I saw Earl jam a needle into Billys neck, instantly dropping him. I turned to run but felt Earl grab my arm as a needle was plunged into the back of my neck. Then everything went black.

Got my new scorpion tattoo.

Adam had just turned eighteen a few days before, but he knew he looked younger and that might be a problem. He pushed his long blond bangs out of his eyes and looked across the street at the door and the neon sign above it. The Edge’s sign flashed blue at a regular pace. He’d wanted to come to the bathhouse since he first learned of it when he was sixteen. Now he was legal and he wanted to go in, but was kind of scared of what actually went on inside. He seen all sorts of men go in during the fifteen minutes he had watched the door. He took a deep breath and walked across the street. Adam opened the door and was confronted by a heavy set man behind a security window. “One please,” he asked nervously handing the man a twenty. “ID kid,” the man asked looking hard at Adam. Adam handed him his driver’s license and waited. “Shit kid, you look sixteen if a day. You’re gonna be really popular tonight,” he chuckled handing Adam a towel, and a lock with a key on a wrist band. “No clothes allowed kid, only towels, ‘k?” "Sure,” Adam said beginning to get second thoughts about walking around with only a towel on for several hours. Before the man behind the glass buzzed Adam into the bathhouse another man entered. He was a good six foot tall, and a rock solid 285 lbs. His dark brown curly hair was cut short. The beginnings of a five o’clock shadow made him seem even more masculine that he already was. A hefty budge in his jeans only added to this image. Adam could feel himself start to get hard, as he stared at the man in awe. This was a man’s man without a doubt. Adam felt his six inches start to ooze pre-cum. “Dean you old dog, how the hell have you been? Long time no see.” “Not bad Jack, business has had me doing a lot of traveling the last few months putting out fires for the company. I’ve finally got some time off and looking to release some tension if you know what I mean.” He chuckled as he grabbed his crotch. “You want a room like usual?” “Sure, which one do you have available?” “How about 18?” the man grinned as he nodded towards Adam? “Lucky 18, always good for some fun,” he said looking at Adam. “Pig sling room booked yet tonight?” “Nah, want it?” “Yeah, let me have it too. I think I’ll have something to fill it before the night is over,” Dean said with a smirk. Jack buzzed the two men into the bath house. He was glad the bath had video cameras hidden all over the place. He was looking forward to seeing Dean pound the hell out of the hot looking eighteen year old twink. Jack knew the boy was in for the ride of his life tonight and when the twink left he would be a changed man in more ways than one. Adam didn’t know what to expect when he walked through the steel door into the bathhouse. The long hall way was dark with a dim light at the far end. He felt the large man come up next to him. “First time here?” Dean asked, already knowing the answer. “Yeah, I just turned eighteen a few days ago and wanted to see what it was like,” Adam said shyly. “Well, welcome to The Edge. I’m Dean,” he said extending his hand to the young twink he was looking forward to breeding. “Adam,” said the boy taking the man’s hand. “Don’t worry guy, I’ll be happy to show you around here. I know it can be a little intimidating the first few times, but once you’re used to it can be a lot of fun. Here let me walk you to your locker and you can put your stuff away and get changed,” Dean said being friendly. “It’s just like a gym locker room at school. Afterwards I’ll meet you back here in a few and we can walk around together. I have a room, so if you feel like the whole thing is a little much we can go back there until you’re ready to explore some more.” Dean walked off leaving Adam to change and put all his clothes in his locker. This felt a whole lot different to Adam, than changing in the locker room at school. There everyone generally tried to avoid looking at everyone’s junk, but here all the men were actively trying to make sure everyone saw it or were busy looking at other guys’ cocks and asses. Most of the men in and around the locker room and sauna were either hard or semi-hard. Adam was surprised there were so many different types of men here. Some were heavy-set and hairy, others almost skeleton thin, still others were built gym-rats. Surprisingly there as a fairly large amount of the men there were much older men, but many though were just average looking middle aged men. Adam was in the minority in that there seemed to be few young twinks and most of them seemed more interested servicing the older men rather than someone like him. There was a pretty good mixture of Afro-American, white and Hispanic men. Some of the much older men would wrap their towels around them tightly so you see their dicks like hard mounds under their towels. Others in better shape just threw their towels over their shoulders, so you could see their dicks pointing straight out or swinging like thick pieces of sausages between their legs. The men grinned and smiled at Adam as he took all his clothes off. More than once did the young twink catch some of the men stroking their dicks as they looked and his dick and ass. He felt like a piece of meat a pack of starving dogs was preparing to devour. Adam tried to wrap his towel completely around him but it was too small to stay wrapped completely closed. He was forced to hold the ends together with one hand. In the other hand he had a small baggie with rubbers in it. The most sexually Adam had managed to do in high school so far was jack off with a couple friends when they had been drunk after a few parties. Adam came close once to sucking off a band member during a football game in the fall under the bleachers, but in the end they both chickened out for fear of getting caught. The incident had left him hot and bothered for days and weeks afterwards. They would pass one another in the hallways, but were afraid to do anything. Adam didn’t want to graduate from high school in June still a virgin. Sure, this wasn’t the most romantic place to do it, but here were men, not boys, who would make sure he learned something about sex. He didn’t want to look foolish in bed with the first guy he slept with at college. So here he was, willing to lose his virginity here and hopefully would get to fuck a guy as well. That way he would 'know his way around a man in bed' so to speak. If he was lucky Dean, who was the hottest guy there, would be willing to do him. Dean returned a few minutes later dressed only in a towel and carrying a small bottle in his hand along with a pack of cigarettes. He was fully hard at the thought of breeding Adams tight eighteen year old ass. He figured the boy may have been fucked by some of his school mates, but never had a man up there yet. He wanted to make sure he changed that for Adam and be the first charged load of many before the night was over up his tight little twink neg ass. Dean knew the boy was a bit tense, but once he got the 1st hit of Tina in Adam that would all change. He hoped he might even be able to slam the boy making him a total slut begging for dick, and then put him in the pig sling room to make sure the boy left here pozzed up after being gangbanged all night. He loved stealthing young twinks where ever he went. He’d been stealthed at sixteen by someone else and figured it was only fair to share the gift with as many men as possible. Since he was constantly moving and taking trips for his job, Dean was able spread his gift world-wide to as many men as he could. Dean thought Adam looked so pure and angelic with his longish light blond hair, smooth pale skin and cute perky coral colored dime-sized nipples. He stood at about 5’6”, and 120 lbs. with bright blue eyes and Dean guessed he had a six inch average sized cock, uncut as Dean would discover. Though he didn’t play any sports, Adam stayed toned by skateboarding, which made him very desirable in the bathhouse as a fuck toy to be used and bred. “Let me give you a tour and then we can chill on patio for a bit,” Dean said admiring the sexy eighteen year old who would soon be getting his gift. Dean walked Adam around the bathhouse showing him the TV room, exercise machines, video room, glory holes, maze, showers and steam room. He could tell the men were jealous of him walking around with this hot twink. But in the end they would thank him when all of them had the chance to slide in the boy’s hot lil’ cunt and breed him. Otherwise only one man would be lucky enough to tap it and judging from the boy carrying a bag of rubbers would have to fuck him covered. Adam and Dean walked out on the dark patio and found a table in the back behind some tall ferns where they couldn’t be seen too well by others. Adam found Dean easy to talk to and soon found himself talking about the first hand job with his best friend. He later joined various other friends in beating off to porn videos and magazines. His best friend thinking it was too gay made them stop jerking off together and made a big effort in publicly getting a blow job from a well-known slut of a cheerleader. Going online and reading stories and watching videos was all in the end Adam had left to relive his needs. Finally now that he was eighteen he wanted to lose his cherry to an older more experienced man. Dean smiled to himself; this was going to be even more fun that he thought. He was going to get to take the twink’s cherry and poz him all at the same time. Dean realized Adam was interested in him because the teen kept adjusting his hard-on under the skimpy towel Jack had purposely given the teen. Soon once the eighteen year old was fucked up; Dean would have him walking around with the towel wrapped around his neck and not his waist. He wanted all the men in the bathhouse to see what they were going to get a chance to load up with their loads after he was finished with Adam. Dean decided it finally time to get the ball rolling and prepare to pop this cherry. He opened out the cigarette pack and pulled out a “T” laced joint and lit up taking a big inhale, before passing it to Adam. Adam didn’t normally smoke pot that often. He preferred to stay straight, so he could stay in control and focused on school. He wanted to get into NYU film school the next year after graduating and knew grades were important. Adam didn’t want to seem uncool in front of this hot stud of a man. He knew this man would be gentle with him if they had sex. He trusted Dean and knew the man would treat him right in bed. Plus he thought the weed would help him feel more relaxed when he got fucked for the first time. Dean at first thought he’d have to do some fast talking to get Adam to smoke the “T” laced joint as he watched the inner turmoil inside him, but the teen soon was smoking away. Dean took a couple more big hits and had Adam finish the rest of the large joint. He could see both the pot and “T” were starting to really work on the unsuspecting eighteen year old. Before Adam finished smoking the joint Dean took the roach from him. He took the last hit from him and leaned in to shotgun the last hit to Adam. With little effort he was soon kissing Adam passionately making the twink even hornier than before from smoking the joint. “Hey Adam, let’s go hang out in my room for a bit. We can watch a video while we relax,” Dean stood up and helped Adam stand up. He grabbed him and kissed the blond twink hard again causing the twink to drop his towel. Dean stroked the six inch dick causing Adam to moan into him. He grabbed the brown bottle and his pack of cigarettes taking Adam’s hand leading him to the room where he’d lose his cherry and take his first poz load. Adam pulled away from Dean heading back to the table. At first, Dean thought it was to grab the bag of rubbers, but Adam grabbed his dropped towel. To make sure Adam didn’t notice the rubbers, Dean wet his middle finger with spit and slid it home in Adam’s virgin cunt. He aimed for the eighteen year old's prostate, which, of course, caused Adam to gasp in pleasure. The “T” laced joint was already beginning to do its work and make Adam horny for cock. Dean worked Adam’s ass for a few minutes before pulling him to a standing position kissing him hard. He continued working the teen’s boy cunt as he kissed him deeply. Finally Dean pulled away smiling at now lust filled Adam. “Ready to go to my room?” he grinned, asking the latest in a long string of victims. “Hell yeah!” Adam panted excitedly. He had never been so horny after smoking a joint. Dean’s fingering felt even better than his own fingers. He desperately needed to feel this man inside him. He hoped Dean would be gentle since was so he was so large and Adam was still a virgin. He knew it would hurt at first but would feel better soon afterwards. Or at least that’s what all the stories on Nifty said. Dean made Adam wear his towel around his neck as they walked to his room. He wanted to do a little advertising for Adam’s later gangbang. He wanted Adam to walk out in the morning with his eighteen year old pussy dripping poz cum from being well fucked by as many men as possible. Dean played with Adam’s ass as they walked pass various men looking or having sex throughout the bathhouse on the way to his room. The poor twink was moaning like a slut and trying to force more of Dean’s fingers into his teen cunt even before they got to the room. Fortunately the walk to Dean's room was only a few seconds, and upon arrival, Adam was hornier than he had ever been in his life. He couldn’t believe how much he wanted this man to fuck him and take his cherry. Dean maneuvered the eighteen year old boy to the bed and finally pulled his fingers from Adam’s hole. He stood over the panting lust filled eighteen year old boy. Dean knew the boy was ready for the next step in stripping away his innocence. Dean finally pulled off his towel exposing to Adam for the first time his red bull can thick cut eight inch fuck stick. The huge mushroom head with its large gold hoop piercing was nearly twice as wide as the cock was thick. Adam had never seen a cock that big or dangerous looking. He had no doubt when Dean finished with him Adam would know what it meant to be fucked. He knew he should be afraid of the dick, but there was an itch building deep inside his hole to feel Dean shoving it in him. It was like he was totally losing his inhibitions. Sure Adam knew some of his inhibitions were lowered by the weed, but this was different. It was like they weren’t even there anymore. Adam needed sex and needed it bad. Dean grabbed one of his famous “T” laced bottles of warming lube; it was time to prime Adam for his first breeding. end of part 1

Hi there. Just telling my story about getting pozzed. My fuck friend invited me to join him on his trip to a party for members who are already poz. Six times a year they have their parties, and each time approximately a hundred guys get together and have fun with each other, all walking around the room, fucking bare or getting fucked bare, no questions asked. I got the gift there, just laying in a sling in a darkroom waiting until the next man came into the room. That night I received ten loads in my ass. The act of being fucked so much, and knowing poz guys were breeding me, made me fucking horny Have fun guys. xxxx

I'm flattered by guys on here who want to add me as a friend. But please know that if you add me as a friend, I assume I get to shoot my load into your unprotected ass. Deal?

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.

Spent most of the long Thanksgiving weekend being a total cumwhore, posting on Craigslist ads similar to this: Blindfolded anon Wht cumdump looking to get loaded up! Anon encounters preferred. Strong preference for black & Latino tops !!ABSOLUTELY NO CONDOMS!! Text dick pic. NO CALLS Here are the results - total load count 12: Wednesday night - 3 loads, 4 dicks Cock #1 was a black guy who had fucked me a couple weeks earlier and left 2 loads. Unfortunately this time he couldn't nutt. Tried two different times in between load #1 & #3. Was hoping he would stay and tag with load #1 but got freaked out & left. Cock #2, load #1 was a skinny black dude with a fat, long dick of at least 9" and perfectly missile shaped. Deep throated him for a bit then he slid deep into me and let loose on my cunt. Shoved deep and unloaded after making me beg for it. I could feel every spurt of hot nutt his dick launched into my hole. God it felt great. Cleaned his dick off and he bounced. Dick #3, load #2 is a neighbor in my apartment complex that fucks me on the regular. Skinny black dude that's packing close to 9" that gets thick towards the base. Always good for using my cumhole. Dick #1 returns, but gives up since he can't nutt. Dick #4, load #3 is an older black dude with a nice fat uncut cock. Probably 8" or so. Met him on Grindr a couple weeks back. More to cum!

Yesterday afternoon, met up with a couple of pigs fromA4A. Romped in the pig stye with them for about 4 hours...after being rimmed like I was in pig heaven (best rim job ever!!!!!)...and dildoed almost out of my mind...I raw fucked the small, short pig as he lowered himself onto my thick shaft from a makeshift pulley system...blew a creamy load deep into his pig hole..oink, oink! Dicked the 2nd pig deep and hard as he squealed with pleasure and blew a thick, creamy load deep into his gut... In their words..."rick and I are now preggers...andd you are the father...your rabbit bought the farm. lol" A good time was had by all!!!!! OINK!!

I met up with a guy who likes to use me. He tried my arms to the bed, lifted up my legs to fuck me, but weirdly he got out a condom and put it on, even though in the past he had generally fucked me bareback. But before he entered my ass, he reached into a draw in the bedside cabinet and pulled out an obviously used rubber, which obviously contained a large load of cum. He cut a small slit in it the head of the condom, and poured some cum onto his fingers, which he then immediately slid into my ass. After finger fucking me for a bit he lined up his covered cock, poured more of the spunk over his cock and fucked me. As he did so, he leaned forward and whispered in my ear that he found that rubber at a cruising area which he frequents. He added he didn't know who's cum it was. I panicked a bit, but then he grabbed my cock and started to wank me and continued doing until I shot, at which point he pulled out and shot his load all over my face. Part of me is worried, but another part is completely turned on by the whole experience!

I'd posted on another site that I was gonna hit a theater over lunch. As soon as I'd posted a guy who'd been sniffing around, but had never been able to fuck me cause of our schedules, asked which one and when. I told him and headed over. He was already there, sweats around his ankles jerkin. He moved over to the half-wall where a lot of the action takes place. I followed, dropped to my knees and sucked him a bit and he started moaning. An older daddy came over and started fingering his hole but he brushed the guy off, but asked me to eat his ass. I thought, "Damn, he's more bottom than top", but he had a nice ass, so I did. He really liked it and was opening up good - definitely has taken some cock. He spun around pulled me up and spun me around. He grabbed my shoulder and bent me forward and rammed his sizable cock balls deep. I winced, but wasn't about to give up. He proceeded to pound the fuck out of my hole like he was going to explode if he didn't cum inside me. I took every thrust and the wall I was leaning against was creaking and flexing. He pounded and pounded and started talking filthy until he let out a roar and shot in my ass. He pumped a few more times, then pulled out with a plop and i felt his load running out my hole. He tucked himself back into his sweats and bolted. I was still bent over and I felt a finger, then the head of a cock and this new guy bred me. 2 more loads followed without me even looking back. I was in heaven!

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Another fine weekend. Holes successfully bred, fists successfully inserted, chems successfully consumed, bug successfully transmitted. Life is good.

I am hungry for cock and POZ cum!

PART II As I was observing my surroundings in a strange, cold and dark place in from of an open door, I could feel my body shocking as if I was being electrocuted. I am to this day not sure if it was the weather, or the strange feeling og being completely naked, literally, or the combination of both of them. As I felt more unsure about whether I had done the right choice, or had completely destroyed my life, I reminded myself that, if I had come this far, I should continue on this path. Having done the necessary, but rather useless, reflections on my life and the path which led me to this moment, being naked in front of a door, I quickly recovered from the uncertainty and despair, and proceeded towards what I would later in my life describe as a gateway to a new, more brutish, yet tolerable, world. Slowly, with firm steps, and a shaking body, a waxed body, and dangling, hairless balls, I approached the door of the caravan. With my right arm and hand, I grabbed hold of the handle for the door, and swiftly pulled it, revealing a stark dark, yet warm, room. I entered the room, and closed the door behind me. Remembering my orders, I locked it, to refrain the rest of this very strange neighbourhood to witness what was about to come, and seal my faith forever. As my eyes started to adjust, I could see the setting of the caravan. It was quite compact, but had all the necessary items for the event. There was a stall right in front of me, in which later I came to realise was a bathroom with its own shower, a kitchen was adjacent to it. Next to the door, there was a single bed, or rather a mattress, with no sheets or pillows, nor anything that lifted it from the ground. I could see some stains on it, though nothing unusual for a caravan. The bed was placed facing me, and there was just enough space between the bed and the kitchen to stand and do dishwashing. On the other side of the door, there was a living space separated by a plastic wall, with some closets for personal items. The caravan was separate from the car which it was attached to, thus did not have any other doors in front. The living space was as large as the bathroom, kitchen and the bedroom put together, which was logical as one usually uses ones time either outside, or in the living space. It was decorated with a sofa and an armchair, with closets occupying the empty walls next to the furnitures. It was indeed hard to distinguish between colours in such dark night, as the only source of it came from the windows blocked with curtains. As I was instructed in the correspondence I had with he owner of the caravan prior to my arrival, I was to find a mask under the mattress, and put it on. I could hear the blood pressuring my ears as I forced my feet to move slowly and quietly to the mattress. I lifted the mattress up, and found a synthetic mask underneath. As I lifted myself up, I tried to figure out which side I was to wear the mask, but as I realised there were no holes on the mask, I simply put it on. Having a tight mask on is actually quite comfortable, as it makes the air inhaled much colder than if it had been a thick, roomy mask. My vision was of course altered, and now I could barely see where I was going, but it was nothing compared to a blindfold. Recalling further instructions, I quickly searched for the “largest closed you can find, and get in it. Close the closed door, and do not move or take off your mask”. After a rather long search, I found a closed which was barely larger than the other ones in the living space, and opened it with its silver handle. Of course, with limited visibility due to the lack of lighting and having a mask on, I did hit my head on the upper panel of the closet, yet I managed to get in, all empty, with a mask on my head. After waiting for at least ten to fifteen minutes, I heard a distant engine start, which I can now safely say was the engine of the car which the caravan was connected to. I knelt inside the closet and rested my body on one of the walls, as the caravan, driven by the car, made its was to a place I was not told of. Only a few minutes into the journey did I realise how tired I was, and I stretched my legs as much as the closed allowed me to, and began my rest. As I could feel the bumps of the road and the sound of the car engine and wheels carrying both of the vehicles forwards, I came to realise how lonely I felt. I knew there was someone driving the car, but there were no other noises, not from the places we drove, or from the roads. It was as if the world was in deep sleep, and the two moving vehicles were the only sign of life. I also realised how I, as an 18-year-old, did not have an erection. Through the years, I always had a massive erection prior to, and during my visits to men. I would hide the monster safely in my trousers until the time came to reveal its glory, but this time, being already naked in a moving caravan with an anonymous driver I never met or saw, with a face mask, sitting inside a closet, I didn’t have any action going down there. Actually, my penis was quite cold and short, crippled in despair to a hairless body. — I remember waking up. I wasn’t awaken. I just woke up. In a closet. In the few seconds it took me to realise why I was in that situation, my hearth had already skipped a few beats, and I remember aching everywhere. My first though after those few initial seconds of oblivion was whether we had made it to our destination, and if he was waiting for me to wake up, which would be a very pleasant way to treat someone like me. There were no sounds, no engines running, no rain drizzling, no birds tweeting, no man speaking. I stretched my muscles to gain as much warmth as possible, also hoping that I could stretch the aching off my body, which did work fairly well. I had no knowledge of the time, but I did know that I was asleep more than a couple of hours, as I was well rested. Just then I realised that I still had the mask on, which made me relax a bit, as I had though that the mask would start hurting me after an extended period of wearing it. I decided that as I did not receive any further instructions prior to arriving, I could now navigate freely unless told otherwise, and pushed the closed door to free myself from the place I snoozed. As I let myself roam the caravan, I could see that the windows were darkened. As I approached them and tried to through them, I could see dim lights, but couldn’t make out where I was. The windows were surely not like that before I fell asleep. Still satisfied that I am intact and I can see enough to navigate through the caravan, I realised that my bladder was immensely full, thus retreated to the loo to urinate. I did not know whether the water system worked, so I flushed the toilet after relieving myself, which, for my delight, worked just fine. I washed my hands and exited the toilet. I did some breathing exercises to calm my nerved, and as soon as my hearth started to beat normal, I felt a connection to the place. I had been there for hours, and I no longer identified it as being strange or alien, but rather a safe refuge from the dangers of the outside world. I granted a few more moments for relaxation, before deciding that the man who supposedly drove me to wherever I might be now, was probably waiting for me outside. Thus, I broke off from my comfort zone, and readied myself to face the outside world I was glad not to be a part of a moment ago. I slowly, and ultimately, nakedly, walked to the door, and turned the lock. I had unlocked the door, and the time had come to open it. I felt the same rush of excitement joined with fear as I had felt when I was standing on the other end of the door. I slowly, quietly and very considerably pulled down the handle of the door, and pushed it open, while leaving my feet steady on the ground. — As the door was opened, I quickly realised that my clothes which I had taken off were no longer there, as they were never brought inside the caravan. I imagined that the driver must have picked them up while I was in the closet, before we departed, as I did not have any other belongings. Looking around me, the weather was still dark, though the cold fronts were replaced with a milder, yet still chilling, breeze. It was a residential area, this time with brick buildings stretching five stories up. The caravan was parked next to a dumpster, and the car, which was one attached to the caravan, was nowhere to be found. The street had a single streetlight, which was far away enough to not put me in the spotlight. There were no windows looking to the street I was on from the adjacent buildings, probably as this was a backstreet. I walked a few steps to see if I could spot something, and immediately saw an open door on the other side of the main street, which was right in front of me. I turned back, glazing at the caravan that had brought me here, and closed the door. Then, being cautious of my nudity, I observantly walked to the end of the dark alley I was on, and crossed the main street, which was not any larger or sophisticated than the one I had been on a few moments ago. I made sure that the door I was about to enter was the sole one open, as if it didn’t, it would mean that this was in fact, not an inviting sign. Looking to the other doors, I quickly realised that, with my limited vision, the door I was upon was the sole open one. I entered the door, closing it behind me, as I did not wish any curious bypasses to enter as well. It was very assuring to see a dark arrow next to the staircase, as I took it as an instruction to follow it. Although not yet relaxed, I was happy to see that the place was no lit, nor did it have any sounds coming from it. People were asleep, which ment that I was safe. I went four flight up, before finding another door, this time wooden, open as wide as possible. I simply entered it, which was quite remarkable of someone conscious of being stark naked with a face mask in a building somewhere unknown. The room was, as in the case with everything, dark, with moonlight shining through its few, unwashed windows. “Shut the door”. For the firt time in hours, I heard someone speak. It was without doubt a masculine voice with a very dominant vibe. I did as instructed, and soundlessly closed the door behind me. As I shut the door, I felt someone come close to me, and grab me by the throat. It had happened within seconds, and I was already having problems breathing. I wanted to turn around and face my assaulter, but instead, I was drawn towards him. As his right hand was busied by holding my though, his other hand guided itself to my eyes, and shut my vision completely. He then dragged my naked body for quite some while, and shoved me ass-up-belly-down into a wooden table of sorts. Sparing no time for me to question him, he quickly moved on me, and with his large body on me, he strapped by hand and feet to the wooden plateau. He held my head down as, somehow, it was, too, strapped by my neck. Then, while still holding my head down, he pushed out the mask on my head, and quickly replaced it with a mask of sorts, which later inquiry showed to be a gas mask without any holes for my eyes. I remember being distressed, but also, I could not speak, as the whole situation had made me quite incapable of acting sanely. I was gasping for air, which was unnecessary, as the gas mask was not attached to something, and the air flew nicely though its air hole. There I was, naked, but facing upwards, dick facing to the wooden table, hand, neck and feet strapped to it. I was absolutely and unquestionably vulnerable, and had no ability to nix or avoid anything that came on my way. If you wish this story to continue, please follow me and give it a reputation!

Will mail my stud seed to pigs who want it

“Mind if I booty bump the slut some more Dean?” Jack asked holding up the film canister and shaking it. “Nope that’s what it’s for Jack,” Dean replied with an evil smirk. Jack smiled back as he opened the canister shaking out a nice sized shard and then shook some powder on the head of his already cum covered cock head. One of the older bear couple grabbed Adam’s legs and pulled them back so Jack could drop the shard in the boy’s open hole. Jack took the boy’s legs back and lined his cock with the opening. As he shoved his thick nine inch cock in the moaning twink balls deep in a single thrust he announced to the gathered room, “Now it’s time to really knock this slut’s ass up with some poz loads.” Adam yelped as the mysterious man’s cock punched through his hole to bury its self deeper than anything ever had before. Dean’s thick cock had stretched him open enough the man’s girth did not really hurt only stung slightly. He could not believe how good it felt to have another cock inside his now incredibly hungry hole. Jack groaned in pleasure as his thick nine-inches wrapped its self in the barely-legal boy’s spooge lubed fiery hot fuck tunnel. He gazed deep into Adam’s formally bright blue eyes, now dazed and darkened by the Tina wanting forever to remember this moment as he helped poz the newly born cumslut. The nearly hairless twink’s toned skateboarder 5’6”, 120 lbs. body turned him on unbelievably. It reminded him to the first young teen twink he stealthed after discovering his cheating youthful lover had pozzed him. He smoked the boy up after picking him up from a coffee house, taking him to a nearby sleazy motel taking his cherry and his health. Adam started to whimper after the man quickly started to withdraw his dick. “Please don’t stop…you feel so good,” Adam found himself begging the skeleton-like man. “Oh ya the lil’ neg twink slut likes poz raw dick,” Jack laughed loudly as he grinned at the others standing around him watching him begin his assault on the no longer innocent eighteen-year old deflowered virgin twink. “Don’t worry bitch, I’m nowhere near finished with your lil’ boy neg pussy,” he leered at young teen, who didn’t even look legal enough to be in the bathhouse, as he shoved his death stick back in as hard as he could. “Your fuckin’ cunt will be dripping with my poz load soon enough slut.” “Poz load?” The chemmed up eighteen-year old started to ask, before the older skeleton-like man pulled back out and slammed back inside him even harder than before slapping his balls against his upturned smooth ass. The amazing feeling of the anonymous man’s long thick meat distracted him long enough to forget what he was asking the group of men around him as he begged for it harder and faster. The men watching Adam laughed at his naivety at not realizing they were pozzing him. Dean smiled to himself as he realized Adam before the night was out would be begging men to feed him their dirty loads. If by the time all, the men in the room were finished with him and the clueless boy didn’t understand what was going on, he would tell Adam after he was strapped in the sling in the Pig Room when he booty bumped and slammed the teen again. It would be hot watching the tweaked boy beg for the gift to set him free. Adam groaned as he felt the unknown man’s balls slap repeatedly against his ass cheeks. He loved the feeling and sound of them smacking him hard turning him on even more than before. Dean’s dick had stretched him open wide, but this guy was going for depth. He couldn’t believe how good it felt to have his ass filled with another dick. He was so lost in the pleasure of the older man’s long thick meat pummeling him; his drugged brain didn’t register the poz talk of the men around him. All he just wanted was to have the man cum inside him as Dean had. He loved the feel of hot, thick, gooey jizz filling his ass. Dean’s load felt unbelievable as a lube helping the older man pound his ass. “FUCK BITCH! YOU WANT THIS MUTHA-FUCKIN’ POZ LOAD DON’T YOU?” Jack growled loudly as he switched from rapid pummeling to forceful long-dicking making sure the boy felt every inch of his fuck-tool as he slammed back inside making sure to tear up newly corrupted cumdump. “YES!!! GIVE IT TO ME!!!! COME ON GIVE ME THAT LOAD!!!” Adam howled nearly out of his mind from the fucking he was receiving from the older man ravishing his hole. “BEG ME BITCH TO POZ YOUR HOLE,” commanded Jack as he kicked into high gear completely pulling out, before slamming back inside the horny tweaked teen. “BEG…SLUT!...TELL…ME…TO…POZ…YOUR…NEG…BOY…PUSSY!” He demanded punctuating each word with a powerful thrust back inside the teen pinned beneath him. He felt his balls drawing tight as they prepared to fire three days worth of his death seed in the drugged angelic-looking blond twink. “POZ MY NEG BOY PUSSY!!! Adam squealed wanting Jack to fill him with his gooey man-juice, not realizing what he was begging the older man to do to him. In his drugged mind, he thought he was just wanting the man to cum, just as Dean had before in him. Seeing the twisted innocent-looking boy beg for his toxic load pushed Jack over the edge as he pulled out one last time before slamming his pulsing fuck-meat deep back inside the newly-born cumdump. “FUCKIN’ TAKE MY POZ LOAD!!! He howled in triumph as his cock fired six powerful jets of poz jizz flooding the previously already filled fuck tunnel. His thick load oozed out from around his impaled fleshy butt-plug. Although, Adam was leaking precum like crazy and he was hornier than he had ever been before in his life his dick wouldn’t get hard. However, the fantastic feelings emanating from his ass distracted him from being concerned about this disturbing fact. Normally he generally was constantly hard when horny. He loved the way the unknown older man’s nine-inch thick cock had felt fucking him. The way he had pulled all the way out before slamming deep back inside him was incredible, Adam hoped the man would fuck him again after the others had fucked him. Adam whimpered as he felt the semi-hard fuck-pole begin to slide from his ass. He wanted the man to stay inside him for as long as possible. The men around him laughed as they watched the exit of the thick cock from him and the flow of jizz from his now gaping hole. “Batter up guys, the slut needs more poz loads by the sound of it,” he chuckled moving out of the way for the next man to mount the twisted twink. “Well I guess it’s me, since they want to spit-roast the cumdump when they gift him,” smiled the 6’7”, 370 lbs. college football jock as he climbed between Adam’s spread legs. Evan couldn’t believe he was about to fuck and help gift one of his favorite wet dreams from when he had been a senior at the same high school. Adam was just a sophomore when Evan first saw him changing in the locker room. He wanted the boy’s tight lil’ ass from the first time he saw Adam bent over drying his ankles by his locker. Unfortunately, Evan had to maintain the image he was straight during High school. He did though manage to fuck a couple of the team managers and towel boys while in school, because they knew he would beat the crap out of them if they ever told anyone what happened. College though turned out to be a different story. Sometimes the parties got so wild everyone was fucking anyone they found, that was how he got pozzed the year before at a college party. Some wealthy alumni threw a party after winning a bowl game, everyone was so wasted he did not think anything of it when the alumni told him some of his friends wanted to meet him and parTy with the man who had scored the winning touchdown. The man escorted him out to a large pool house, which looked more like a regular two-story house. A small, much more intimate party was going on when Evan and the man reached the pool house. About twelve or so men, obviously all former football players were having a goodtime smoking weed, and something else from a glass pipe and drinking when they entered, the living room. They all cheered him when the man introduced him to the men at the party. Somebody handed him a mixed drink, which tasted a little weird, but he didn’t care as each of the men introduced themselves and kept him busy talking about school and the game and his life to that point. It turned out all were alumni of the school and they told him they hoped he would be a positive influence on incoming players, much like they had positive influences on their fellow players. He politely told them he hoped that he could follow their example. They laughed assuring him after that night there would be no doubt in their minds he would definitely have a positive impact on anyone else he wanted in the future. Evan seemed surprised, but secretly pleased there were no women at the gathering. It enabled him to relax and be more himself. He still tried to act straight, while at college parties though he and a few of his buddies from the team had fapped or sucked one another off after a party when they had been horny and unable to pick up any girls. All of the men seemed relaxed and comfortable with one another, at some point, he couldn’t remember when, they had taken off their tee shirts and were now only dressed in their shorts. He found it hard to resist looking at the obvious bulges in their shorts. Several of the men, actually had hardons and were pitching some serious tent in their shorts. This in turn made him hornier than he had been in a longtime. They told him since the season was over they invited him join them in celebrating by smoking a lil’ weed and kick back with them. He hadn’t been able to 420 since high school, so he was excited at the prospect. They passed around a joint at first, but later someone passed him a bong. Jason was having the best time of his life. He was hanging out with a bunch of cool men, who seemed interested in him as much as he was interested in them. He was sitting on the couch talking to one particularly handsome man, when he heard a familiar voice. “Hey Evan, having fun yet?” Evan looked up pleasantly surprised to see his best buddy from the team, Ethan the quarterback standing there giving him a huge grin. He could resist himself standing up giving the smaller 5’ 10”, 160 lbs. player a huge hug and barely managing to stop short of kissing the hot quarterback. The two of them had on more than one occasion after a party had sucked one another off. Ethan had introduced him to the pleasure of having his ass played with while getting a blowjob. “How did you know where to find me?” Evan asked inviting his buddy to join him on the couch. “My Uncle Davis, always throws one of these Positive Impact parties every year. I got to be the guest of honor finally last year, and when he asked me to pick someone to be the guest of honor this year I told him I couldn’t think of anyone more perfect than you dude,” he smiled reaching out sensually to caress Evan’s mostly smooth chest. “I see you’ve already gotten comfortable, so I guess I better too,’ he giggled. Evan looked down surprised to see he was only wearing his boxers. He couldn’t remember taking off his clothes. He looked back up getting ready to say something to Ethan about being so fucked up he didn’t remember stripping and to apologize to his friend, when he saw Ethan standing there in front of him completely naked, boned out and grinning at him. One of the men was holding a small powerful torch-like lighter under a bulbous glass pipe quickly filling with thick white smoke, while Ethan steadily sucked in its contents. He looked around the room to see how all the men were reacting to the sight of the nineteen-year old naked sophomore. He realized he was the only one wearing any clothes and all of the men were completely boned up, including him. The man sitting next to him offered him a similar glass pipe directing on how to use it, telling him to hold the smoke in as long as he could. Before Evan realized it, he had taken five massive hits from the pipe and finally shared the last one with Ethan, who was by then sitting in his lap. The shotgun quickly turned into a passionate bout of kissing between the two-college football players. When they finally stopped kissing one of the men passed to teammates a couple of pills a piece to take. Evan followed Ethan’s lead and took them without question, before they shared a few more hits of a glass pipe. Evan was unbelievably horny as the result of everything happening to him, whenever he looked around the room when hitting the pipe he saw all the men engaged in all sorts of sexual activity, which in turn made him even hornier. Finally, Ethan climbed off his lap taking his hand and led him to a large upstairs room with a strange looking swing hanging from the ceiling. He helped Evan climb into the swing, while some of the men, who had followed them upstairs secured his arms and legs into restraints so he couldn’t move and was now completed exposed and open to them. “Ethan tells me you’re one hell of a cocksucker Evan,” said the man who had led him out to the pool house. He was surprised to see Ethan engaged in a passionate kiss with the man, before sliding down to his knees and taking the older man’s cock in his mouth. “My lil’ nephew cumslut here,” he said pausing as he firmly griped Ethan’s curly locks and started to brutally face-fuck his friend, “told me he thought you would be a perfect addition to our lil’ college brotherhood and I couldn’t agree more especially after your spectacular win today. We’re going to initiate you now into our Positive Impact Brotherhood and you will be a changed man by the time you leave here,” he laughed as Evan felt someone begin to rim him for the first time in his life. The men used him for the remainder of the weekend. Now he was going to do the same to Adam. He couldn’t wait finally to tap Adam’s ass after so many years. Evan doubted Adam remembered him, since he had really bulked out in college and grown his hair longer. He intended to tell Adam who he was once he slid inside his boy cunt. He was certain Adam had been a closet case as he had been and probably fapped to images of his naked body in the shower. Now he was going to make those fantasies a reality. Evan stared down at the chemmed up newly born cumslut grinning. Other than growing a few inches taller and filling out some muscles he looked almost exactly as he had the first day he had seen Adam bent over in the locker room. It was time to show his wet dream what he wanted to do to him that day. “Hey Adam, do you remember me from Robert Lewis?” Evan asked the barely eighteen-year old as he reached down pulling one of Adam’s slender, toned lightly haired legs against his muscular chest, while he pulled the other leg around his waist. Evan wanted to go for maximum penetration with his thick wedged-shaped seven-inches. It took Adam a minute to process what the jock had said to him before he realized who was about to breed him. Evan Brown, who had been a senior when he was a sophomore at Robert Lewis, his high school. He had been a football god, who was recruited to Florida State after graduation. He had several hot and nasty fantasies involving the senior, most of them involving fucking Adam in the showers with some of the other players from the team. This was like a dream come true for him. He couldn’t help himself, “Fuck and breed me please I NEED YOU COCK!!!” Adam begged. The hunger in his ass was growing and it would only be satisfied with more cock loading his ass. “I wanted you to fuck me Evan, since I first saw you in the locker room,” he found himself confessing unexplainably. It was like all his fantasies were coming to the surface and he wanted to tell these men, so they could fulfill each and everyone of them. He felt so nasty and slutty, but found himself enjoying the freedom his thoughts were giving him. Evan teasingly pushed his cockhead against Adam’s now red puffy loose hole coating it with the leaking loads of toxic man-seed. He loved listening to Adam whimper in frustrated desire for his cock. Seeing the twisted teen-slut begging for his fuck tool and load turned him on incredibly. The twink was going to get the fuck he should have gotten so many years before, and he would remember it for the rest of his life. He pulled back watching Adam try to use his one leg wrapped around his thick waist to pull him inside his hungry teen pussy, but he knew the small teen couldn’t budge his more powerful frame. Evan reached down grabbing and opening the film canister of Tina sprinkled some of the powder on his cum coated dick head. He smiled taking out another shard, before pushing it quickly inside the loose fuck hole he was about to inject with his still unmedicated seed. Just as Adam started to moan about the burn of the Tina as it began to melt inside him, Evan slammed his dick balls deep in the now broken in cumslut. “Is this what you wanted Adam?” he growled lustfully at the now impaled teen. If you do then beg for it and make me believe you really wanted my cock in high school I’ll fuck you like I know you wanted it,” he grinned as he ground his buried dick in small circles making Adam moan like a ten-dollar whore. Suddenly his high school fantasy, Evan, yanked his thick cock from his hole. Adam stared in desperation deep into the eyes of the powerfully built football player, who still had him pinned to the bed in the room at the bathhouse. He didn’t care about anything else but getting Evan’s meat back inside him. He would promise or do anything to feel the thick cock buried in his teen pussy, because that was what it was now. A receptacle for men’s cocks and jizz, he couldn’t imagine not ever being fucked again. “OH GOD…PLEASE! PLEASE…FUCK…ME…EVAN!!! I NEED YOUR COCK IN ME!!!” Adam wailed, begging for Evan’s cock. “I’LL DO ANYTHING…PLEASE JUST FUCK ME!!!” He cried out in frustration and need for more cock in his now insatiable hungry hole. “Anything?” Evan chuckled looking at all the men surrounding Adam, before looking back down at the desperate chemmed up twink. “Anything at all?” “YES…I PROMISE…ANYTHING YOU WANT!!! PLEASE…FUCK ME…PLEASE!!!” Bending down close to Adam’s baby smooth face, Evan using a loud stage whisper, “I want you to beg me to fuck you full of my HIV positive charged load and poz you.” Adam shuddered as Evan’s request began to process slowly through his drug-addled brain. Had both of the previous men been positive? He remembered Dean, the man who had taken his virginity demanding he beg for his “charged” load. The next man had also made him beg for his “poz” cum, they had purposely fucked him without a rubber and tricked him into wanting their deadly loads. He knew he should stop and leave. Maybe he could get something to help stop it from happening to him. He didn’t want to die, he had his whole life ahead of him. Yet as much as he mentally thought he should leave the bathhouse, his body wanted something else. It wanted to feel more raw cock sliding inside of his ass, filling him with warm, thick, gooey spooge. He couldn’t deny how pleasurable it had been to feel the previous two men pumping their loads in him. Maybe it would be okay for him to take a few poz loads, after all Dean and Evan looked like they were healthy. He whimpered as Evan slipped two fingers in his ass beginning to finger fuck him as he tried to figure out what to do. In the end, the hunger in his ass won out and Adam surrendered to the pleasure his body desired. “Yes do it,” Adam lustfully whispered finally. Evan grinned realizing he won, Adam now would willing surrender his body to the will of the men, who wanted to use him as a cumdump. “Yes do what Adam? You have to tell me what you want,” he continued sliding a third a finger in the teen beneath him making Adam moan loudly. “Adam, you need to tell me what you want or I won’t give you my Johnson.” Adam could barely think straight, as Evan’s pumping fingers stoked the building fire in his ass. He didn’t care what the future held anymore he NEEDED dick and cum filling his ass. He wanted as much as these men could give him. “FUCK ME EVAN!!! GIVE ME YOUR FAT COCK!!!” He finally howled now desperate to get more cock in his boy pussy. Evan laughed as he began to pump his fingers in and out even faster of his high school wet dream. “I will when you ask properly like I told you to ask me,” he smiled wickedly at the horny eighteen-year old. Adam knew what he had to do in order to get Evan’s thick cock back inside him. He swallowed a couple of times before completely surrendering himself at last to the men surrounding him. “FUCK…ME…WITH…THAT…POZ…COCK! BREED…ME! GIVE…ME…YOUR…CHARGED…LOAD!!! He yelled out, as he felt Evan’s fingers leave his ass. “FUCKIN’ TAKE MY POZ COCK BITCH!!!” Evan roared as he slammed balls deep in a single thrust. He didn’t wait to give Adam anytime to adjust to the deep penetration, he just began to long dick the teen pinned beneath him relentlessly. Adam squealed out in pleasure as he felt Evan ram into him. He couldn’t believe how good it felt feeling his high school fap fantasy pounding him. All he could do was lay there moaning and begging for it harder. He started getting turned on even more as Evan started talking dirty to him. The way Evan talked to him about pozzing his ass made him feel and think things he never would have imaged. He wanted Evan to poz him and found himself now begging to be “knocked up” with the football player’s “poz babies”. He wanted the freedom promised to be able to take any hard dick offered him and not to worry, only to enjoy the pleasure. “Hey dude wanna clear off the table there, I want fuck the slut there,” panted a sweat drenched Evan. He wanted to pound Adam even deeper if that was possible. Dean and the others grinned at the young college football player as they moved Dean’s party supplies out of the way. Dean was impressed at how Evan had managed to get Adam to submit to being a poz cumslut. He decided he would get to know the football player a bit better. It would be fun to visit the college boy’s campus and convert a few students with him. If the boy had any brains and wanted a job, he might consider hiring him, so Evan could travel the world pozzing others like Adam. Once Evan saw the table was cleaned off he told Adam to wrap his arms around his neck and his legs around his waist. He then carried the still impaled Adam over to the table and set him down on it. He pushed the eighteen-year old down on the table, before grabbing his legs holding them up as he spread them wide. It was time now to fuck the chemmed up slut. Adam whimpered and begged for Evan’s raw dick as he felt it leave his ass, but he didn’t have to wait for it’s return very long. He grunted loudly as the thick wedge-shaped flesh missile slammed back in hard and fast, before being withdrawn and then rammed back in even more forcefully. Precum flowed from Adam’s semi-hard cock, all over his stomach and groin much like a broken faucet spilling out water. Each complete withdrawal and powerful thrust back in forced even more clear, sticky fluid to pump over like mini climaxes. His eyes rolled-back and drool dripped from his mouth as he became overcome by the brutal fucking being delivered. Evan hated to admit it, but Adam had one of the best boy cunts he had fucked in a long time. He was going to make sure whenever he was home he took the opportunity to tap it. The boy could just take a pounding and still beg for more, he was going to be one well-fucked boy by the time they were finished with him. Hearing the chemmed up fuck-toy beg for his poz load was pushing him almost to his climax. “MUTHA FUCK!!!” Bayed Evan as he began to fire his load deep inside his former high school fap fantasy. “TAKE…MY…POZ…LOAD!!!” Evan panted each word as thick toxic man-batter filled Adam’s already flooded boy cunt. “Oh fuck,” babbled Adam as he felt each pulse of the thick cock buried inside his fuck tunnel. He lay there on the table panting covered in sweat enjoying the feeling of a HIV positive cock giving him the gift of freedom. He couldn’t help himself reaching up, once again wrapping his arms around Evan’s neck pulling him down towards his mouth. The two boys engaged in a short bout of passionate kissing, before Adam released Evan. “Who’s next?” He asked lustfully grinning at the men slowly stroking their cocks as they watched he and Evan pull apart and a flood of jizz flow out his now gaping fuck hole.

The begining of the Circle (part 1) It was cold, wet, and raw outside, but Yasser was just wearing a towel wrapped around his narrow waist, his short jet black hair still damp from the shower when there was the expected knock on his hotel door that made his cock twitch. He was looking forward to what was cumming. After all, he almost hadn't made it to Philly. He had come down with a really nasty flu the first week of January that had really knocked him out. (His fault, he supposed. He had just been too busy to go get his flu shot that fall.) But now he was feeling his old self again. Well actually he was even hornier than his old self (which is saying something). He had been too sick to go to classes the first two weeks of the semester, much less to hook up, and then once he got better he was too busy trying to catch up with his course work and meetings with the team getting ready for this "Model UN Program" which is what had brought him to Philly. So he hadn't had anytime to hook up since that hot guy at the Four Seasons back in early December. And for any red blooded college student, over two months without sex is a really long time. Not that hooking up was easy to do when you were as deep in the closet as Yasser was. Thanks to growing up in a conservative Palestinian family, sex of any sort before marriage was not allowed, and gay sex?..... well there was no need to even talk about that, because of course there were no homosexual Palestinians. But Yasser had known for a long time that that is what he was. He could not even pretend to himself that he was maybe just bi. He liked guys. Girls did nothing for him, not even a twitch in the groin. But guys? That was a different story. So once he was old enough he started sneaking off to find anonymous glory hole action at the adult "book stores" down by Times Sq. When he went off to college he had a lot more freedom. (Not that he had gone that far, as he was a student at Columbia University, just 30 minutes away from home on upper east side by subway. Fortunately his parents believed that living in the dorms and meeting new friends was an important part of college, so he had spent as much time meeting new "friends" as possible.) Although he still could not let his roommates know, even though he was sure they would be cool with it, they might let something slip when they met his parents. Then during his sophomore year of college he found the sex ads on Craig's List and a whole new world opened up for him with. Especially the ads posted by businessmen from out of town. Men from out of town were surely safer even than the book stores. He would not accidentally answer an ad from someone he knew, or worse, who knew his parents if he only hooked up with guys from out of town. And then he just to be extra safe, he never hooked up with anyone who sounded like they might be an Arab. So it didn't matter too much what the guy looked like. When you are a horny 20, 21 year old, sex was sex. Sure the guys were all older than he would have gone with if he had more choices, but sex naked in bed with an OK older guy was still a lot more satisfying than even the best blow job by some mysterious mouth through a glory hole with your pants just pulled down around your ankles. Besides he liked being naked and showing off his body, and he had one worth showing off. He was 5'10" with dark olive skin. He had short, straight, jet black hair, over a narrow face with thick dark eyebrows over dark piercing coal black eyes which would have made him look overly serious and brooding except for his very friendly smile. He had the tight, lean, broad-shouldered-narrow-waist tapered body of a swimmer. Although you could tell from the amount of his body hair that he was no longer a competitive swimmer. He was already getting thick fur over his firm squared-off pecs, his pits were filled with thick course black hair, and he had a nice thick trail of hair leading the eye (or finger, and many a tongue) down to a thick bush of course pubes surrounding a fat plump dark cut cock, which hung over a nice low hanging ball sack which was lightly covered in black hair. His nice strong legs were covered in short course hair and his perfectly round firm ass cheeks were smooth, but he had a nice deep hairy crack. Besides being safer, he discovered that hooking up with guys in a hotel room with a nice big bed, meant that you could do a lot more than just get a blow job. One night at the midtown Hilton a nice horny salesman from St Louis had introduced him to the joys of fucking. While he had enjoyed getting sucked off, and even sucking the occasional cock in return, He discovered that he really loved to fuck. A good mouth felt nice, but nothing compared to the feeling of his cock plunging into the velvety smooth walls a guys ass. And his orgasms were far more intense when he was shooting his load deep inside some guys ass that down a throat. And besides, you didn't need to keep telling a guy "hey watch the teeth" when you were fucking him. And if you fucked a guy doggy style, his age and looks were even less important. Then there was the married father of three from Detroit, who was staying at the Millennium Hotel overlooking Times Sq. That was when he discovered you didn't need a bed to fuck, It was amazing to fuck this guy from behind, standing up against the windows, both of them looking down on all the people in Times Sq. Yasser had unloaded his cum up the guys ass while the married father of three had jerked off and shot his load of "baby batter" all over the window. After almost two years of sucking and fucking in hotel rooms a couple of times a month, just walking by a hotel would make him horny now. And each time he hooked up in a different hotel it added a new level of excitement. Fortunately the big apple had lots of visiting businessmen, and lots of different hotels. So back in December he had hooked up with this guy at the Four Seasons. He had never hooked up there before and the ad sounded hot: "Horny blond at 4 Seasons" was the headline. "Tall hot young blond business man, visiting from San Francisco, staying at the 4 Seasons, looking for uninhibited fun tonight" It only took a few emails between them to seal the deal, and just two hours later he was standing in the hallway, his cock already half hard as he knocked on the door of the man's hotel room. The guy had certainly lived up to his ad, he really was HOT! He had opened the door with just one of the hotel's monogrammed towels around his narrow waist, with his short blond hair still damp from the shower. He was 6'3" or 4", good looking, probably in his mid to late 30's but with a great defined gym body, almost hairless save for his pits and a small blond trail disappearing into the top of the towel. He had invited Yasser into the room, taking his coat and hat, and hanging them in the closet. After offering a drink, which Yasser politely refused, He pulled Yasser into his strong arms and kissed him. This was his first "real" kiss. Yasser had quickly figured out that most of the closeted married men he had hooked up with before now didn't like to kiss. At least not kiss guys they were hooking up with. Even if they sucked his cock or took his load up their ass, if they didn't kiss, maybe they weren't really gay, or maybe they were not really cheating on their wives. So a few had given him a quick peck, and one or two had submitted to him when he forced his tongue down their throat while he fucked them, but none of them had ever kissed back, much less initiated the kiss. Damn! So this is what kissing was all about, their tongues were dueling back and forth, and Yasser started to grow weak in the knees. Finally the man broke off the kiss, which had seemed to go on for a very long time, the man looked down at his towel (there was the start of a nice tent in there, and then looked at Yasser - who was still fully dressed and smiled "I am feeling a little underdressed." Yasser grinned back and pulled his sweater off over his head and then proceeded to strip until he was down to his boxer briefs. The man pulled him in for another kiss, not as long this time but just as knee weakening for Yasser, and then, stepping back a bit the man dropped his towel revealing a small blond bush right over a large fat uncut cock which was rapidly rising to full attention. He then stepped back in closer to Yasser, and dropping to his knees, pulled down Yasser's boxer briefs and swallowed his cock and sucked it down to the base, back up to the tip, and then back down again. "Fuuuckk, damn that feels nice!" "Glad you think so, and I am happy to say it tastes as good as it looks" said the man as he stood up, took Yasser by the hand and led him over to the bed "but we haven't even started yet." He pulled Yasser down on top of him as he fell back onto the bed, and with a firm hand on the back of Yasser's head, brought him in for another long kiss while rolling Yasser over onto his back. "Let's see if the rest of you tastes as good as your cock" he said with a wicked grin. As he pinned Yasser's arms up over his head. he kissed him again, and then slid his tongue down Yasser's neck, down over to his arm pit, and buried his smooth blonde face into that dark black forest of hair. DAMN! no one had ever done that before, as Yasser felt the man's tongue wash out his pit and then continue its journey down over to his right nipple, which the man proceeded to nurse on for a very long time sending shivers down Yasser's spine right down to cock, balls and even his ass hole. Yasser struggled, but the man was much stronger than he was, and truth be told he didn't really want it to stop, but he was going crazy, Just when he felt he couldn't handle anymore, the man's mouth and snake like tongue continued their journey exploring southward on that oft traveled thick black treasure trail until he found Yasser's cock and once again swallowed it down to its base. But he did not stay very long on the cock, before he slowly nibbled his way back up (this time stopping to tease the left nipple and armpit before returning for another long deep kiss. "So" he said after finally breaking off the tongue duel. "You want to fuck me with that big dark dick of yours?" Yasser answered by finally flipping the man over onto his back, and looking down at this tall blond Norse god of a man just said "not quite yet" and he traced the same journey with his mouth and tongue down that firm smooth blond body as the man had done on his. All off his other hook ups had been just a quick blow job or a fuck. This was new territory for Yasser and he wanted to savor every new taste, feeling, and sensation. And he wanted to take in all of the lessons he was being taught by example, and it was gratifying to see hot man seeming to enjoy his ministrations as much as he had enjoyed the man's. When his mouth finally returned up to kiss the man all he said was "So, how do you like to get fucked?" In response the man simply spread his legs further than they already were and lifted them up so that the were now draped over Yasser's shoulders, then spitting into his hand, he reached down and grabbed Yasser's rock hard cock, coating the head with the spit and the precum that was pouring out of the piss slit. The head of the cock, now lubed up, the man (all the while staring Yasser straight in the eye) guided it into his ass. The smooth hairless pale butt was like a vacuum cleaner, it seemed to just suck the dark cock into it. Fuucck! Yasser had never felt anything like it. The man was already massaging his cock with the amazingly warm smooth pulsating walls of his ass before he could even begin to fuck in and out. But he soon found his rhythm, and started a steady in and out. As he proceeded to fuck the man's ass with his cock, he leaned down and started fucking the man's mouth with his tongue, and the man kissed back, with just as much passion. The man's strong hands were griping his ass, pulling Yasser's cock deeper into his ass with each trust. "Fuck me, Fuck me with that amazing cock of yours..... damn, I love the feel of your rough pubes against my ass.... fuck me, fuck me, fuck me" the man chanted. "Fuck, by cock feels so good being inside of you. Fucking take my dick, take it, take it, take it" Yasser chanted back. They were like a men possessed. Or trapped in some strange vortex, where time seemed to both stand still and yet move forward at an alarming rate all at the same time, and then reverse course back into itself flowing over them. They were both lost in the fuck, Experiencing only the penetrating and the penetration. The filling and being filled. Finally Yasser came. His orgasm started deep inside the very core of his being, moving through his balls, up his cock before erupting deep into the man's ass. He came with his entire body before collapsing in a sweaty panting heap on top of the man just as he felt the man's cock, trapped bewteen their two sweaty bodies also cuming, pulsing as it spasmed with its' own violent climax. Normally these sessions would end as soon as the business man had cum. Suddenly they seemed to remember their wife and kids back home and Yasser would be quickly, if mostly politely shown the door. But this man was different. Instead of suddenly becoming self conscious, nervous, or guilty, he flipped Yasser onto his back, and threw a strong pale hairless leg over Yasser's dark furry thighs and propping himself up on an elbow, draped his other arm over Yasser's furry chest. He looked down at Yasser who was still trying to catch his breath. "I hope you don't have to rush off", the man said as his fingers played with Yasser's chest hair, and then finding the nipple, started playing with it, rolling the hardening nipple between his finger and thumb. To be continued........

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

The guy in the shower was tall and lanky, and had a nice piece of uncut meat hanging between his hairy thighs. He stepped out of the shower, still dripping wet, and walked over to us. "Get to work, pig!" I ordered. The hungry Asian turned on his knees and swallowed the new meat in one gulp. "Fuckkkkkk," the guy from the shower moaned, reaching up and tweaking his nipples. "God that feels good," he said, grinning at me. "Ya got some piss for 'im?" I reminded him about the pig's thirst. "Yeah... he okay with a few .....uh ..... enhancements?" he asked. "Most definitely, man," I smiled back. "Tryin' to keep him as fucked up as possible!" The shower guy chuckled. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. I could tell he was trying to concentrate on getting his piss to flow. I yanked the leash on the pig's collar, letting him know to quit the sucking, and just let his mouth become a urinal. A soft exhale from shower guy, and I knew that the pig was getting a nice, warm drink. Pig squirmed a bit, and I could hear him swallowing the warm, yellow liquid down his throat. "That's it, boy. Take the man's piss. No need for a urinal, when ya got a willing mouth," I said, placing my hand on his throat so I could feel the swallowing action. A calm smile spread across the shower guy's face. "That's all I got for now," he said. " Wish I had a 6 pack of beer to fill up on." "So, what's in your piss," I half whispered to him, drawing close to his stubbled face. "Oh, a little T, some G, X - - - actually, a lotta T!" he grinned, slyly. "Good," I said, rubbing the back of my hand up and down his hairy abs. "I wanna keep his hole hungry!" "Mmmmm....." shower guy growled, grabbing his towel and looking the two of us up and down. "Maybe I'll see y'all a little later," he said, giving his semihard cock a serious tug. "Yeah, man. We're always lookin' for cock!" I said. "Got some V, if ya need it," I added, grabbing his cock and balls and giving them a friendly squeeze. "Get up, PIG!" I ordered. He obediently stood, keeping his eyes downward, hands clasped behind him. We walked the halls of the third floor, me in the lead, checking out any open doors for cock. I enjoyed the looks we were getting - a big, masculine, leatherman taking his chemmed up pig out for a walk. Some were in shock or disbelief - others wanted to be part of the scene. Occasionally, I would stop and order the pig to his knees to suck my semihard cock. This definitely made some guys sit up and take notice. I made sure they got a good look at my large PA as it glimmered in the dim light. As we rounded the corner to the hall with my room, we ran into Trent from earlier. This time he was solo, and had switched from the bathhouse towel to a black jock. "Hey man," I greeted him. "Where's your buddy?" "Oh - he got all pissy and left. I told him if we came here, I was gonna wanna play. But he didn't believe me. Anyway, I'm kinda glad he left," he said, casually massaging the bulge in his cotton pouch. "You parTy?" I asked. "Yeah - but I didn't bring anything, 'cause I was with Miss Prissypants," he said. "Wanna come in an' smoke a bowl?" I asked, rubbing my free hand over his chiseled pecs. "Hell, yeah!" he perked up. He followed us midway down the hall to my door. I fidgeted with the key in the clock while trying to remember how I had left the room. I really hadn't thought about anybody but the PIG coming back with me, so I'm sure it was a sloppy mess. -------- I was right! The black rubber sheet was a gooey mess of jlube and Crisco, with two huge dildos laying in the middle. I HAD managed to stash the bags of T in my boot, but the glass pipe was right next to the TV on the table beside the bed. I pushed the PIG in first and unhooked the leash from his collar. He promptly crawled onto the bed and sat in the pool of lube. "Sorry. The place is a kind of a mess," I apologized to Trent. "Fuck! I think it's hot!" he replied. "This is why I come to the baths - - - to get fuckin' messy an' twisted an' - - - you know - - - dirty!" he grinned. Now he had his hand inside his pouch, and was unashamedly stroking his cock. "Allright PIG!" I said gruffly. "Service his cock!" PIG eagerly slid to the edge of the bed and pealed the waistband of Trent's jock down. My eyes bulged when I saw the mammoth piece of meat that fell out! Miss Prissypants should not have let this one go.... I shut the door and fished around in my boot for one of the baggies. I pulled out a half empty one and pulled the seal apart. Got my pen cap and scooped out a nice-sized rock and loaded it in the pipe (along with the unsmoked residue that was still in it .​ "Make yourself comfortable, man," I said, gesturing to a dry corner of the bed. Trent sat down, one leg cocked up and the other on the floor, so that PIG could continue eating his cock. I flicked the torch (which reflected in the mirrored walls and really lit up the room in a sort of drug-induced, leather dungeon way), and waved it in circular motions under the round glass bowl of the pipe. Trent stared like an animal that hadn't eaten in weeks. I watched as the rock liquefied and pooled in the dirty glass bowl. Then the thick white cloud started easing its way up the glass stem. I held the pipe to my lips and inhaled slowly and deeply. Hold it - - - hold it - - - hold it. I knelt down and placed my mouth over Trent's and shotgunned the hit into his hunky, hot body! I could tell he'd done this before, 'cause he didn't lose a puff of smoke! Our lips stayed sealed for what seemed like ten minutes, while we passed the smoke back and forth between our lungs. His right hand found my leather pouch and squeezed the greasy package inside. Finally, I pulled my mouth off of his, and handed the pipe to him. He held it out while I warmed the bowl again, and then he took his own hit directly from the pipe. When he was done, I motioned for him to shotgun the PIG. While they were shotgunning, it gave me a chance to get my mouth on Trent's cock. It WAS a beautiful piece of meat - thick, slightly veiny, uncut, large head and a slight upturn when erect to hit all the right spots! For me, one of the benefits of Tina is that it lessens my gag reflex. I was able to force the head into my throat and hold it for a few seconds until the spasms got too bad. I pulled off, gasping for air. "Fuck - - - nice - - - cock - - - man," I panted, catching my breath and drooling on my own chest. "Thanks - got no complaints," Trent said confidently. "You wanna fuck this pigwhore?" I asked, finally being able to talk. "I got 'im tweaked up pretty good, an' he loves big things in his hole." Trent wrapped his fist around the thick shaft and stroked until the foreskin pulled back and revealed the large head. "He take it raw?" Trent asked. "Only raw," I answered, lightly slapping the PIG's muscular butt. "Lemme give 'im a bump to get ready for you." My middle finger was already wet from being in the PIG's hole, so I just dipped it in the baggie and the crystal stuck to it. PIG slid a little toward me on the bed, positioning his ass so I could get a good aim without spilling any of the crystal. "PIG want a bump in his hole?" I asked, wanting him to beg. "Yes SIR! Please bump my hole, SIR!" he answered. "You want me to give your whore fuckhole to this hot stud, PIG?" I teased. "Yes SIR! Please SIR! I need fucked - - - please!" I inserted the T-covered finger into his battered hole. He didn't even flinch - just gyrated his hot ass around my finger. I wiped the insides of his burning rectum, digging the sharp shards of crystal into the delicate lining. The burn must have been delicious for a methpig like him. I pulled my finger out, and made a production of shoving it in my mouth and sucking the combination of ass juice, cum, lube, Crisco and Tina off with my tongue. Trent sneered in approval, slapping his hardening cock with an open hand. It now looked like an angry club, ready to beat this shameless PIG into total submission. I got up off the bed so that Trent could take my place behind the PIG. He positioned himself right behind the hunky Asian, and laid his fat cock in the crevice of his ass. "Damn, you're gonna rip him apart with that thing, man. You're fuckin' huge!" I said. In response, he slapped the big dong on PIG's cheeks, and took several warning pokes at the wrinkled, purple assring. I got down next to the PIG's ears and said, "Take a deep breath, and when I pinch your nipples, let it out." Trent caught the gist of where I was going - getting the PIG to relax for the giant cock. I pinched the PIG's nipples as hard as I could and nodded to Trent. He pushed forward, and the entire length and width of his giant cock disappeared into the Asian's hole. Two loud moans came from the hot men - I think both were in absolute ecstasy! I moved over to one of the mirrored walls, and propped myself up on the two cheap pillows they give you, and watched the show. Trent was a good fucker - taking his time, but making the PIG feel every inch of his cock. I found the baggie of T, and couldn't resist giving myself a hefty bump! Damn, the burn felt great in my hole, as I slid my T-covered finger in and out to deposit the meth. "Fuck him, man! Fuck his nasty pighole!" I chanted, while fingering my own. Out of habit, I grabbed a nearby dildo, and easily inserted it in my twitching hole. The chems allowed me to have a sort of "out of body experience," looking at the scene in the mirrors and imagining that I was living in a hot, BB sex video. I slid over next to the PIG and started deep kissing him. This gave Trent a chance to grab the dildo in my ass and start ramming it in and out in rhythm with his own fucking. At one point, I looked up at the mirror on the ceiling, and saw this amazing picture of muscle, skin, leather, rubber, lube and chrome - all enhanced by some very good drugs!!! After a good hour, Trent collapsed on top of the two of us and begged for a break.

I am a true cum dump. To call myself a Sex Addict would be inaccurate. I love sex. If I inherited a bunch of money and could travel, I'd go from cum union to cum union, bath house to bath house, breeding party to breeding party. I crate dick 24/7 and more than craving dick, I crave the feeling of a guy shooting a load deep inside my hole. I'm from the Detroit area, and we have a dive of a bathhouse called BZ. I can't trash it too much, because being from a smaller city than Chicago, I tend to pretty easily get my fair share of dick. If I stay 6 hours, I usually get fucked by 10+ guys. If 10-12 hours, closer to 20+. For the number of patrons, that's about the number I can max out on. The problem for me is that the more dick I get and the more guys cum in my ass, the hornier I get. If I get 5 loads, I want 10. If I get 15, I want 20 or 25. It's never enough. My ultimate fantasy is to be fucked and breeded by 50 guys in a day. That's about 2 an hour. I have a great ass, have many guys wanting to fuck me repeatedly, and I'm a talented bottom who knows how to work my muscles in a way that instinctively adjusts to the needs of each breeder to bring them to ultimate orgasm. This past Friday, I took 10 loads at BZ and left a little disappointed. I was just getting started. I'd love to be in a bareback porn like Dawson in 50 load weekend, or Blue in Viral Loads, or Xtube CumDumps Ryan Cummings and RawLatinJock. That's what I want...to be in a treasure island video with 100 guys all there to give me their loads. A true cumdump...I don't care who fucks me...just give me your load.

This story is a true accounting of what happened to me this week. It had been a month since my big slip at the bathhouse. Writing about the experience hadn’t helped much with trying to stop myself from indulging further, but through outside distractions managed to keep myself from pursuing cock or cum, but each succeeding week left me with an increasing longing for more such experiences. I teased myself with stories from different sites, poppering my brain into oblivion while burying my nine inch dildo up my ass. Nothing, however, really helped, so I resolved to visit the bathhouse again. Figuring temptation was the enemy, I avoided the busy evening crowd and discount nights, choosing instead to go in the middle of a weekday. The place was much more subdued, with fewer than 20 guys total. Nervously I walked halls, resolved only to suck cock, maybe to swallow a few loads, just enough to curb my cravings. The maze was empty, as was the dark room, and the sauna as well. The few guys I noticed were in their rooms, jacking, apparently (and sadly) uninterested in playing. When I reached the dark room behind the glory holes, an empty room which was pitch black, I noticed two shadows at the far end, so I figured this was the best chance I would get, and made my way back. The darkness made details difficult to determine, but I could tell both guys were white, probably in their 50’s, but I couldn’t make out more than that. Each guy was pumping his buddy's cock, and as I got close they stopped and took in my figure. I am not very aggressive but it seemed these two cocks might well be the only ones on the menu, so I dropped to my knees and began sucking one. Neither guy made an effort to stop me, and I couldn’t help but notice how clean and smooth the cock was. My initial impression is that it was a respectable length and girth, but as I slobbered and worked on it, the cock swelled to a significant nine or more inches with a meaty width. My jaw was strained a bit, but as the cock was uncut and as I was flying on poppers, I was happy to take it all. About then I felt the second guy pull my mouth off of the first guy's cock, and direct his cock into my mouth. The new cock was just about eight inches, and unlike the first guy, this cock was cut, but it had the perfect amount of give, so, without too much difficulty he was able to fuck my throat using with powerful strokes. After a couple minutes I then heard one of them ask “Can we have that ass?” My hole twitched in longing. Getting to my feet I replied "I don't have any condoms." They both replied "Cool, if you are. We're both poz." The statement hit me like a hammer blow, but reasoning cocksucking wasn’t dangerous, I'd continue with as much, and replied “I can't, I'm neg, but I'll be happy to swallow your cocks.” I felt proud of my self-control, although I was also a bit sore in the knees from the ridiculous flooring. After a big hit of poppers, I bent over, and resumed sucking the meaty eight inch cock, as I jacked off the longer uncut cock with my other hand. I felt one of the guys lean over me and start playing with my cheeks and hole, which is always hot, and as he did so, I enjoyed feeling that meaty cock opening up my throat with each thrust. "Mind if I eat your ass?" asked the other guy. 'Hell, yeah,' I thought, and nodded in approval, even with the smaller cock still in my mouth. Within seconds warm lips and a hot tongue were snaking into my hole. The sensation of a tongue in my hole sent me into orbit, and I forced the cock as deep into my throat as I could, caking my face in saliva as I grunted and moaned like a bitch in heat. Then, to my surprise, I felt the cock in my mouth withdraw. I nearly cried out in protest, but when the longer uncut dick slid into my mouth, I hungrily accepted it as the other guy moved behind me. I couldn’t help but notice, however, he didn’t bother getting down to eat my ass. The cock in my mouth was aggressive, pushing deep to choke and gag me, before being yanked out and roughly smacked across my face. I was really into it. As he fed its whole length into my throat I felt his partner lean over me, his wet cock passing across my ass cheeks. I tensed up involuntarily, but with the amazing cock in my mouth, I couldn’t fully concentrate on what the other guy was doing, and apparently hadn’t offered enough resistance to deter what was happening: I felt fat mushroom head of that old cut cock slide between my cheeks and touch my hole, just barely. Cum began shooting cum out of my cock as I moaned in pleasure. The man behind me didn’t miss a beat but rather reached under me to gather the last few spurt of cum in his hand and jack his cock, which was now lubed with my saliva and now a fair portion of my load, only to nestle his warm wet cock back against my hole just as the cock in my mouth slid balls deep. Tears streamed down my face. I couldn’t breath. Again I heard them ask for my ass again. I grunted and spurted and gagged struggling for air, which he apparently chose not to take as a 'no' as, despite the impressive girth of his cock, particularly the guy's cock head, the cock nestled in my crack slid effortlessly past my opening. In one smooth motion it was squelching gobs of my own cum out as it planted itself fully within me. The sensation of being so full was overwhelming, and the cock in my throat began to withdraw, I attempted to speak, only to be stuffed once more, as both cocks picked up an alternating rhythm. The cock in my mouth turned me on, but the one in my ass made my whole body shudder with each push. The sensations were intoxicating, and soon I was throwing myself back on the cock in my asshole, forcing him in as far as I could. I didn’t need to wonder when the cock in my ass would blow, because, as he fucked it all the way in, I became painfully aware of a swollen lump moving along its length, about to spew its thick hot cum in the very most innards of my asshole. I realized what I was doing and panicked, about ready to completely lose my mind. I stood up and looked around frantically, thinking I should bolt. When the uncut top gently put his hands on my hips, and slowly guided my hole into his lap. He began using his cock head to scoop the cum dibbling from my hole and press it back in. He was careful not to ever insert more than the tiniest bit to push in the cum, and barely stretched my hole at all doing it. The movement was driving me insane, and between my panic and sex drive I was practically delirious. He leaned and whispered into my ear “You said no, so I won't fuck you, but I won't stop you from fucking yourself with my cock though.” With that he leaned back, leaving his cock just slightly brushing against my hole, firmly between my cheeks. His partner went to his knees and began sucking my small cock, which felt great, and as he buried my cock in his mouth he would put pressure onto my hips, teasing tiny bits of the cock head behind me against my hole. I began moving my hips and took a big hit of poppers, my anxiety beginning to fade, and in my moment of inattention the man blowing me reached back for his partner's hips, pulling the cock behind me into my asshole. Halfway in I buried my own self down on it and began squeezing with my ass muscles. Clearly he had been close, as within seconds he announced "I'm shooting," roughly fucking me as he bred my ass. Afterwards they both left, leaving me silent, leaning against the wall. Shortly after this I made my way home. It has been a few days, and I still don’t know how to feel.

I just came from the bathhouse in Philly. I saw that a porn star (no names) was here this week. I have never been with a pro before but when I saw who it was I had to do it. I met him at the front door, paid his entrance fee and then paid him as soon as I got to my room. In no time I striped and so did he. Incredible hot toned body and huge cock. I sucked him and he spun me around and shoved his cock in me raw. Before meeting I asked if he was poz and he said he was. I told him that I got off on poz talk when being fucked. So he is pounding away in me, door to room was open because i love an audience when I am getting fucked. He is loudly saying how he is going to breed me with his poz charged load. Guys in the hall were jerking off. A hot guy from the hallway came in and I was double fucked. Then we moved up to the sling and he pounded away in me. When he came in me he grunted then yelled that I was getting his dirty seed and DNA. He shot a huge load in me. We went back to my room and I sucked him and he fucked me some more. Then he fisted me, loosening me up and getting to the point of punch fisting me and double fisting. Then we opened the door again and I sucked him. He said he was ready to cum again so he told me to turn around and take more of his charged seed. Nice cum load again, it was dripping down my legs. Very hot. I expected him to be aloof and not into an older guy like me but he said I had a great ass and loved fucking me. Really nice guy. I would hookup with him again if he comes back (he lives in San Francisco). I will remember that time at the bathhouse forever.

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Fuck I wish I had thought about keeping track all of 2016. Defiantly going to try and keep track in 2017. 2016 was a great year for me! I willingly came off PrEP on Jan 2, 2016 and started having the fuck flu around Jan 27th. Tested Poz on Feb 13th. Was told to go on meds which I did, but I still keep coming off them for the pleasure it gives me - Been off them for 2 weeks now. As I said I've not been keeping track of my monthly loads, but July 4th weekend has to have been my most in 72 hours. Was bottoming at a hotel gang bang and easily took over 80 anal loads and swallowed roughly 40 loads. Hoping to fit in 3 loads today. Have one lined up for lunchtime, that will be a quick dump and go for a banker. Roll on 2017!

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You are just discovering your true self, dont be afraid. The conflict you have inside is because you are fighting agaisnt yourself and what you already know its the right thing to do for you.

PART III Suddenly, I felt something warm touching my back parts, which turned out to be his fingers. He slowly gazed his warm, thick fingers on my ass, and rested his thumb on the entrance of my pink boyhole. He then made a few adjustments, and another, warmer and larger, object replaces his thumb. He jerked it off a few times, and spat on it. As his saliva slowly dripped from his manhood to my boyhole, I felt a sensation of absolute pleasure for what was about to come. He then rushed his manhood inside of me, entering my hole without the shadow of a doubt. At that moment, I felt a sharp sense of pain echoing inside my body. I could feel all his inches being pressed inside of me bare, and my stiffened penis rubbing on the surface of the wooden table. As my penis continued to rub the wood, it felt as if it was bleeding, as the wood was jointed and quite uncomfortable. After a few more minutes, my body relaxed as it got used to the thrusting manhood. As I was busied with though of pleasure and lust, my assaulter started to moan harder, echoing the ending of this rather short adventure. I though to myself, was this all? Was I put through so much for five minutes on this table? I relaxed my muscles and waited for min to finish, which he did sans charisma, it was as if my boyhole was a flashlight for him, just short-time use. Afterwards, I was put on a darker mask, which did not allow me to see anything, and untied from the table. As far as my mental map goes, he guided me outside the flat, as I heard him open the door I was ordered to close, and carried me to levels down into a colder place. As I had the mask, I could, of course, not see my surroundings, but the place felt very hollow. He put me down, and we walked together for a few minutes before he stopped me. Then, I heard him unlock a door, and led me inside of it. As I entered the room, he stopped me, and asked me to remove my mask. The second I removed it, I was pushed from my back to the ground. My boyhole sore, my penis fragile and my back in pain after the push, my eyes adjusted to the dark room. The door was already closed and locked, leaving me wondering how the man looked like. As I was made aware of my surroundings in the seconds that followed, It came as shock to me how alike it was to a prison cell: the doors made of cut stone, probably enforced with steel, the steel door, with a opening which reminded me of the traditional post-openings the doors used to have before in time, a mattress quite like the one I had in the caravan, a low sink, and a toilet, both being very dirty and seemed unsanitary. The smells, however, were less unpleasant. It smelled fresh, and not urine, as one would expect from a room, or rather a cell, like this. The only light came from an opening on the wall parallel to the door, it was, however, not sunshine, but rather artificial lighting barred from me with iron bars. As I stood up, I saw how compact the place was, with the mattress and the sink and the toilet being a meter apart form each other. I looked down at my penis, and saw how red it had turned. I walked to the sink, and put some cold water on my penis, hoping it would not be a problem for the man who had just put me in the room. I knew that a boy with a red penis was not a nice sight. A dude I once met at a bar told me that the only red part my body should have is my ass, as it shows that it was been properly bitten and spanked. I laid on the mattress after rinsing my penis, having no interest to rinse my ass in cold water too. I was, after all, under his ownership, so having his cum up my boyhole would only be regarded as a normal thing. - I must have dozed off. The cell was still chilly, but it was not uncomfortable. I stretched while lying on the mattress, and quickly saw a letter in front of the door. It must have been slipped from the post-opening (which was only openable from the other side). I headed to the letter, and read its contents: “Boy, You have done as instructed, and in return, you have been awarded with a clean shot of seed in your hole. You must rest well and cleanse yourself off your identity, as you are no longer a person, but a mere object of experimentation and pleasure. Do not be scared, we will take good care of you here, but dont forget, you will not have the freedoms you once had, like going out or owning anything of your own. You will be fed with the food given to you through the hole on your door, the water from the sink is drinkable. You will not have the amenities to shave or shower, so make the best out of your sink. But dont worry, we dont like our boys hairy, so we will send a dude to manscape you once you pass the test. Your test is coming up tomorrow. Dont worry, it wont hurt a bit!” Most of the letter was already known to me. I knew I was to be excluded from society, and that I would no longer have an identity. That is why I quit school and destroyed my electronics, as no one would be able to track me. I was, however, not expecting a test, which seems to be an important one I must pass. Thinking about it, perhaps it is a simple, “how long can you last” test to see if I have been touching myself, or a regular fuck test, where a few guys fuck me, and of they are satisfied, they take me as their pet or slave. Thinking of all those things got me hard, for the second time since I have been here, and the need was beyond handling. So, I decided that I after all, I should be able to pleasure myself, as no one put a chastity belt on me. I went to the mattress, and with my nails, I managed to rip a hole on one of its sides, I slowly and carefully enlarged the hole, and spat on my penis. Then, I inserted my penis inside the hole, and started to thrust. The mattress being cheap, my penis managed to slip right in, stimulating my whole body into climax. To be fair, how much can a boy last anyway? I am not made to dominate, so why would I care how long I can trust? It took me less than 20 seconds to spread my jizz inside the hole. — It has been a week into my stay here, and ever since I came, I had the same schedule: I wake up with morning bread, smear my jizz inside the whole on the mattress, eat the food sided through the port at the door, wash myself and sleep again. For a whole week. Then, at the end of my seventh day, as I was laying in my bed, ready to catch some Zzz-s, I heared the door being hatched open. A man entered the room, he was very short, a bit stocky, and nude. On one of his hands, he held an empty syringe. He told me to stand up, and give him my right arm. Knowing that he would collect my blood with or without my concent, I descided to question him first. "What are you going to do with my blood?", I asked him, realising that I havent spoken to a real person for a whole week. He stopped for a moment, and repeated his request for me to lift my right arm, but as I hesitated my move, he backed off, left the room, and locked it after himself. After a few minutes of waiting, as I had expected, the room was unhatched again, only to reveal another man. He was, too, naked, this time skinnier, unhealthily skinny, and with a few scars on his body. He did not have a syringe on his hand, and the previous short guy was nowhere to be seen. He closed the door behind him, and asked me to sit down on the mattress, already finding his place on it. I did as he instructed, and sat next to him, looking into his dim eyes to get an answer. - I know you are confused, so let me try to make things very clear. You did everything well, you complied with all the instructions given to you, and were in return given a spot here. Here, as you may or may not know, we are the servents of the master. All of us have different roles here, some cook, wash or clean, others serve the master on more intimate levels. All of us, however are occationally requested by master's friends to pleasure them in the way they may wish to be pleasures. Our lifespan here is short, when we fill 20, we are sent off to live our own lives, freed from master and this place. I have heared that some of those who leave even get a gefty check until they can find a reliable job. - I know all that, I implied, but what am I doing here, and not joining the others? After a short pause of intense eye-contact, he continued, - Master has his own way of owning us, the slaves. You have been breed by him, have you not? Remembering the first time I came here, I nodded. - Good, Master infects every one who enters, and when you get the bug in your system, you are free and able to be his slave. We have this room so that newcomers like you will wait until the bug gets into their system. I was utterly shocked to hear that I, in fact, had been infected with one of the deadliest viruses which have ever come upon the face of mankind. Not being able to hide my expression of shock and lust of knowing that I was now a part of Master, I was quicky pulled back to reality. - Remember, dear, some people are unfortunate enough to resist the preliminary conversion. Those are banished from these grounds, sans a check or support of any kind. Now, the boy who came here will again visit you, and please do comply. Before I was able to respond, the door was again opened, and the same boy came inside. He looked older with his facial hair and body mass. The skinny guy legt the room, as I lifted my right arm for the blood test, hoping so very much to join the pack of slaves, and to serve Master to best of my abilities. - It taked a few moments for the blood to be tested, his croocked voice said. - What is I am not converted, I asked, whiching it was not the case. - I dont know what happens to them, he said, leaving the cell, closing the door being him, and locking it. As the echo of the closing door vanished, I started to wait in anticipation and utter anxiety. What if the semen had dripped off of me, reducing my chances of getting infected? What is I am negative? Where will I go? Should I insist upon another charge, or imply that the bug has not reached my blood stream yet? Having busied myself with such thoughts, I was shocked to see the door already open, with two muscular guys in blindfold moving into the cell. As I tryed to understand what was going on, one of them grabbed me by the throat and started to choke me, the other hitting my stomack until I puked. As I puked, I was let down, collapsing to the ground. Those are the last things I can remember.

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It's been a while, but Dan is still at it, enjoy! Part 5: The door was open, but a pair of blackout curtains obscured the room. Pinned up was a neat sign "Wait for admittance". He went to turn away, his desire for satisfaction outweighing his curiosity, until a hand on his back stopped him. A beautiful guy, Latino with gorgeous muscles and a perfect smile had his hand on his shoulder and Dan immediately felt his dick rising. This stud had a huge sick handing softly from the only hair on his body and Dan was immediately captivated. The bold letters on his chest only served to make him more appealing. "You want in?" The new stud enquired. "If you're in there, yeah" Dan replied. "Of course, but you need to prepare" he reached back through the curtain and produced a glass of water "drink it all!" He commanded. Dan hesitated, knowing instinctively that this was the start of something, but his inhibitions left as he remembered how much charged cum was already inside him. He downed the glass in one... As he came to, he felt the cool leather of the restraints. He'd never been in a sling before but he'd seen enough porn to understand the position he was now in. He wriggled, testing the restraints, and the clink of the chains attracted several figures out of the darkness into the red spotlight he found himself in. His mouth was filled with cloth, presumably a pair of underwear and his legs raised, exposed his hole. The Latino stud who'd drugged him approached, his dick no longer soft, but rock hard and aimed like a deadly weapon. "Ok slut, time to see how much you can take". In one, he slammed his dick into Dan's hole. It was the thickest he'd taken and he howled behind the gag in his mouth. His desperate pleas only seemed to make his abuser fuck harder as he ploughed Dans hole. "You're getting a massive charged load of me" he whispered in Dan's ear "and PEP won't work, it didn't for me!" Dan had thought briefly of that option after his first load, but knowing it was off the table added to the maelstrom of emotion in him. The Latino stud using his hold moaned as Dan felt his cock spasm and add another charged load to his ruined hole. The stud didn't stop there though, he continued fucking until Dan felt a frothy mess of combined cum leaking from his hole and over his balls. He barely dared to hope that it was over. Soon he found his mouth and ass full of dick from two boys who passionately made out, in the way only boyfriends do, over him as they abused his hole. He lost count of how many loads he'd taken by the time he was released. His face, body and hair were soaked with cum and his ass was leaking the multiple loads he'd been given. Only after he'd seen his last attacked pull out with a mixture of cum and blood did Dan know his ass was done

Yeah, I used to think that the common perception of bottoms outnumbering tops 3 to 1 (but as high as 10 to 1 in some research studies) was just a popular myth. But unfortunately I've realized that it's more truth than fiction. Seems like there's never enough tops to go around to satisfy us bottoms. But when I'm horny and need to get off I'm going to do whatever it take takes to cum. Prefer to to be on the bottom and cum while receiving a hot load in my ass (or after several loads) but if it doesn't happen I too will "bite the bullet" and use another bottom for my pleasure. The best possible outcome in that situation is to find a bottom who's willing to flip-fuck so we both get what we need. Wouldn't mind doing that with you some day to satisfy each other's needs :-)

My last load was given over the weekend went to an adult video store near my job hooked up with this guy as we got in the booth we're kissing and groping each other. Our dicks swelled as we sucked each other. As I was eating his he tells me "I want your cock in me" so I stand up with my raging cock in hand I spit on the head of my cock as I insert myself into his tight ass. I slam deep into his unwilling ass. After awhile I growl I'm gonna cum where do you want it boy, he goes in my ass! And I shot my hot load up in his ass, I pull out and lick what cum dribbles out. We get dressed thank each other for the hot time

Same here. Usually a total bottom but do occasionally top in the right situation (love to be the lucky guy in the middle of a three way). But nothing gets me harder and ready to fuck some ass than a sloppy bottom full of cum and looking for more. Feels so good to slide my cock in an ass properly lubed up with multiple loads and add my load to the mess. If I don't get lucky as a bottom at the bathhouse or ABS I'll eventually find my way to another bottom whore and get off in his ass.

Love your new profile pic, very hot.

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

Nice! Nothing enhances a good pozzing session more than some hot verbal. Chasers like me get off on knowing when the load is poz. Especially hot when both of us are fully aware of what's going on and enjoying the experience of willingly giving and receiving hot toxic loads.

By: mediumpimpin http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/The-Sling-Chronicles-Part-1-The-Initiation-28956811 The Sling Chronicles - Part 1 - The Initiation First time I had this guy in the sling. Something tells me it won't be the last http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/The-Sling-Chronicles-Part-Two-Dad-s-turn-28961661 The Sling Chronicles - Part Two - daddy's turn Do we really need a description? Daddy shoots first in a hungry ass. Looks like I'm up next! http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/The-Sling-Chronicles-Part-Three-My-turn-after-Daddy-28961671 The Sling Chronicles - Part Three - My turn... after Daddy Hope you like this juicy butt!

I had a daddy for a while that whored me out, used to text me addresses to go to, to be bred or would advertise me online. I was so full of cum daily

I've walked down the street and thru my hotel lobby, past the desk clerks, with cum in my beard, cum splattered all over my tits - a pearl necklace - and my asscrack gummy with cum. People elbowed each other and pointed to me.

My record is 25 or more (but not quite 30) one night in Rawhide in New Orleans. (It was Southern Decadence, I was younger and cuter, wearing nothing but jeans, cowboy boots ... and I was willing to suck off ANYBODY, even when the crowd changed from Gay professionals on vacation like me to local ghetto thugs.) I went back the next afternoon! and the next night, and the next afternoon, and the next night ... and I did not feel sick from all that cum, though I must admit I wore a lot of it in my beard rather than swallowing all of it. I did get off walking around with it from my beard to my tits. It even seeped down to my bellybutton and filled it to overflowing. ROFL. I was (am) such a fuckin slut! Now back home, I hit the dirty bookstores almost every single day. See how many I can do. Again, I don't get a stomachache or diarrhea. (Now gono in my throat and crabs in my beard? Those are nice and humiliating in the public clinic.)

It seems to me that we ask questions of people likely to give us the answer we want to hear. If I wonder whether I should fuck bare I wouldn't ask a safe sex devotee unless I wanted to be told no. With sex, trust is important to me and I fear disapproval so when a bottom asks me to pull out before cumming, I will. That said, I don't ask so if he doesn't say anything he likely gets flooded. However, one of the values of this forum is that we learn we are not all alike. And that's a good thing.

Pozzing Jeff Ch. 4 Jeff’s POV I felt incredible. I’ve never felt like this before. Not only had I been double fucked by two of the hottest guys I’ve ever seen, but both of them were poz. I had three poz loads and one unknown load in my ass, and each time I thought about it, my hole twitched around the plug. I looked down at the hot little twink lying on the bed in front of me. Blond hair and blue eyes made him look innocent, but I knew better: the bright red biohazard tattoo above his pierced nipple reminded me. My spent cock slipped from his ass followed by a small trickle of my cum. I felt disappointed in the moment that I wasn’t able to fill him with poz cum, but I knew I would in time. Just then my thoughts were interrupted by Ben. “You ready for some more?” “Oh yeah!” I replied. “Good.” He turned to the spent twink on the bed beside him. “You think he’s ready for the sling room?” “Fuck yeah! David was still there when I left. Had a cute little frat boy in the sling begging for his poz load. With any luck, he’ll still be there and ready for another round.” “Good.” He turned to me. “You’ll like David. Hung, thick, and always hard. He loves plowing a hot neg ass like yours. I smiled. “I can’t wait!” I never thought I’d be saying something like that, but these two managed to bring out the slut in me. The more I thought about it, the more I knew I had made the right decision. Ben got off the bed and pulled me against his chest before kissing me deeply. “Let’s get going.” Jake got to his feet, and also kissed me, before leading me out the door. The sling room was a short walk away from Ben’s room, and I got several smiled and winks on the way when they saw me being pulled along by these two poz studs. We rounded the last corner and walked into a large room. There were a few benches along the walls that had a couple of guys jerking off. To my left was a large padded bench which I assumed to be a fuck horse. I’ve never seen one before, but got hard thinking about it. There was a place for a lucky bitch to kneel on, and leather straps in the front and back to lock him in. To my right handing from the ceiling was the sling. Moans coming from the sling brought me back to the present. There was a cute little stud laying in the sling getting plowed by a man who epitomized tall, dark and handsome. He was taller than me, maybe 6’3”, perfectly sculpted with just the right volume of muscles, and just enough hair on his chest and ass to make my hole twitch again. Ben broke away from my side and walked up to the stud, rubbing his hand down his back and resting it on his ass. I assumed that this was David. He turned his head to face Ben and started kissing him. When they stopped kissing, Ben leaned in and whispered in his ear for several minutes. David slowed his fucking and turned to look at me. He grinned at me and motioned me over to him. He resumed his fucking as I got closer. Ben moved to the front of the sling and started kissing the frat boy splayed out in front of us. I took Ben's place beside David who leaned into kiss me once I got close enough. “So Ben tells me you just started taking loads. His is a hell of a load to start out with. Any regrets?” “None, Sir.” I responded. He chuckled. “Sir, I like that. It would seem Ben trained you right. You ready for some more?” “Yes sir!” “I’m poz, you okay with that?” I rubbed my hand over his furry chest and stopped at the black biohazard tattoo above his thick cock. “Yes sir, I am. Can you help them poz me?” “Damn right I will. You’ll love taking my load, won’t he Leo?” He turned to the frat boy moaning in the sling. “Yes sir, he will. He’s been fucking me for two months now. I want his bug so bad!” “You keep working those ass muscles like that and you’ll be getting another one. But I have someplace else I want to blow this one.” He abruptly pulled out of the slut in the sling, who moaned out in disappointment. He turned to me, and my breath was taken away by this beautiful specimen in front of me. He was cut, about the same size as Jake, but that’s where the similarities ended. It was thick, easily the thickest cock I’ve ever seen. I could barely fit my hand around it. I felt each vein on his shaft as I stroked it, as my hand moved to the angry bulging head at the tip. My hole twitched again. “Get on your knees boy, and suck my cock.” I quickly dropped to my knees and took his cock as deep as I could. He threw his head back and let out a moan as I slowly moved up and down his cock. This was the first time I had sucked a cock directly from someone's ass. The taste and juices was thrilling, and heightened my sexual excitement. After a couple of minutes, David withdrew from my mouth, commenting “You’re a fantastic cock sucker, boy,” as he pushed my head to the gaping hole still laying in the sling. “You better show his hole some attention. Yeah, that’s it. Taste my loads in there.” The stud in the sling was moaning like a bitch as I tongued his hole. I could taste the cum as it dripped out and it was making me super horny. I felt someone standing beside me, and I looked up to see Jake stroking his hard cock. Man that thing never went down. I turned and took him in my mouth. I could still taste myself on his cock. “Okay, faggot, that’s enough. Get on the bench,” I heard David command. In no time I was kneeling on the bench from where I could see Jake slide into the boy in the sling, while Ben was fed the boy some cock. I felt David come up behind me and start strapping me in. My cock was throbbing and was pinned against the bench. “You're not going anywhere now, faggot. You ready to take my fat poz cock, boy?” he taunted me. He was waving his cock in front of my face, just out of reach of my mouth. Trust, me I was trying everything to get it in me. David just laughed. “You need that cock bad, don’t you boy?” “Yes sir. Please put it in me?” I begged. My hole was twitching like crazy around the plug. I have never felt this way before. This guy knew all the right buttons to push to turn me into a whimpering whore. “Please fuck me! I need it so bad!” I begged him again. “It's so hot hearing you beg,” he commented as he stepped behind me, his his big hands pull my ass cheeks open. “You weren't kidding, faggot. I’ve never seen a cunt move that much around a plug before. You gonna milk my cock like that, boy?” “Oh yes sir! Why don't you stick your cock in me and find out?” I couldn't believe how much I was begging, how much I needed to get fucked. “Ha! Eager, eh boy? Dont worry, you'll get it soon enough,” he commented as he tugged at the plug. It didn't take much for it to slide out. I could tell that my hole was wide open, staring him in the face. “Fuck boy that's a hot hole. Your ass is so puffy, and I can see the cum in there,” he said, as he placed his cock head at my opening. I bucked back, trying to force him into me. “In time, faggot. I want to make sure you're good and horned up for this cock.” “I am sir! I've never been so horny in my life!” Its true. I was in heat and the only thing I cared about was getting as much cock as I could in my pussy. “So what do you want then?” he asked me, his cock head circling my hole, dipping in ever so slightly “Your cock sir, I need it so bad!” “What was that boy? I didn’t hear you.” “Your cock sir,” I said louder. Ben and Jake looked over at me from the sling. They had switched places and Ben had his cock buried in the stud's hole. “You better give it to him, David, I've never seen someone so desperate for your cock,” I heard Ben yell from the sling. “I will, just as soon as he tells me what he wants.” “Your cock, sir, I need your cock!” I begged again. I felt him pull away from my hole before leaning down and whispering in my ear. “I know that boy, but I want you to tell me what you really want.” He pulled back and started teasing my hole again. In that moment it finally dawned on me. “Your poz cock sir! I need your poz cock in my neg hole!” “Good fucking boy!” David said, sliding all eight inches into my ass. “Oh fuck!” I cried out! He was stretching me more than Ben or Jake had. I didn't think I could take him, it hurt so bad. He held still once he buried his whole cock in me, and leaned down next to my ear. “I know it hurts baby, but its the only way. It will feel good in a minute, and soon, my virus will be working its way into you. Can you feel it?” he asked. He was right. The pain was slowly going away, and was being replaced by and intense pleasure and a sense of fulllness that was difficult to put into words. I went slack under his body, accepting his Gift into my hole. “I feel it sir. It feels amazing! Please fuck me with that big poz cock!” I begged him again. “Don't worry boy, you're going to get it whether you want it or not!” He pulled almost all the way out before slamming me again. He continued this assault on my tender ass for several minutes. I was in pure ecstasy; all I could do was moan and roll my eyes back into my head. He was hitting all the right spots inside me, and before I knew it, I was unloading all over the side of the fuck bench. “Fuck boy!” David yelled, burying himself deep inside me. “Did you just cum?” “Uh huh,” I moaned, not trusting myself to speak. This seemed to turn him on and he resumed deep fucking me. My cock never went soft. I felt something cold under my nose, and the pungent scent of poppers entered my nostrils. I took a deep hit and felt the warmth wash over my. My hole went slack around David's cock. “Fuck yeah, Benny boy! Feed that slut some more, his hole feels like a velvet glove around my cock!” For the next several minutes the bottle never left my nose. I was flying higher than I had ever been on poppers, and the pleasure was so intense. So much so that I popped off again, all over the side of the bench. “Fuck! The little bitch just came again!” David exclaimed. “You love that cock, don’t you, boy?” “Yes sir!” I managed to get out, slowly coming down off my rush. “I can't wait for you so seed me!” “Well, you won't have to wait long boy, because I'm gonna shoot soon!” “POZ ME SIR! Fucking shoot that poz load into my neg hole!” “Ahh! Fucking take it you little slut!” He slammed into me one last time before releasing a flood of cum in my gut. Nothing I experienced earlier could compare to this. It took several minutes for the pulsing in my ass to stop. Slowly, David pulled out before slapping my ass. “Tighten up there boy. Gotta keep that dirty load in there, give my virus a warm place to grow,” he said before slipping the plug back into me. I had to work hard to keep it in place. David and Ben both unbuckled me from the fuck bench and helped me up. I gave both a deep kiss once I was steady on my feet. “Thank you, both. This was better than I could have hoped for. I've never felt this good!” “I'm glad to hear, baby,” Ben said, kissing me again. I could feel David nuzzling my neck on my other side. I made out with them a bit more before deciding to head home. I had gotten quite the work out tonight and was getting tired. “I think I better head home. I'm getting really tired. I've never cum so much before!” I said, pulling away from these two studs. “Good idea. I hope you have no regrets,” David said. “None.” “Good boy. I hope we can do this again.” “We will.” He just smiled at me, before rejoining Leo and Jake at the sling. I could see the ring of frothy cum around Leo's hole. Stepping over to him, I leaned down and gave his a deep kiss. “I hope you get what you want tonight too!” I told him. He looked up at me with a look of pure bliss on his face. “Me too!” Ben came up to me as I gave Jake one last kiss. “Before you go, take this,” he said, handing me a slip of paper. I looked at it and saw Ben's name and a phone number. “Call me when you recover. I'll help work you over again. And keep the plug. Just think of it as another Gift from me to you!,” he said, giving me a warm smile. “Will do!” I answered, giving him one more kiss before heading back to my room. I drove home with the plug deep inside me, and slept with it in that night. When I took it out the next morning, hardly any cum came out. I fingered myself to see if there was any left. All I saw on my fingers was some blood. I was rock hard in no time! Epilogue Ben's Point of View I was laying in bed reliving that night at the bathhouse with Jeff. I was slowly running my left hand up and down my hard cock while my right was pumping a large dildo in and out of my hungry hole. I can't believe that it had been nearly two months since I had the pleasure of turning a timid total top into a submissive, whimpering, bug-chasing cumslut. My hole was throbbing around the dildo and was slowly pushing me closer and closer to orgasm. I dropped my cock and started pumping the dildo faster. It was hitting all the right spots, and I longed to be buried deep in Jeff once more. I was just about to blow my poz wad all over my chest when my cell phone buzzed on the nightstand next to me. 'Fuck!' I thought to myself, 'Just when I was about to cum.' The phone buzzed again so I decided to check the message, knowing my orgasm was ruined for the moment, as my cock started to deflate. “Hey, hows it going?” read the first text. It was from a number I didn’t recognize. “It's Jeff. Sorry it took me so long to text you. Are you free tonight?” read the second. My half hard cock was raging in no time. “Sure am!” I replied. I had been hoping to hear from him for a long time now. “Can you come over?” came his invitation. “I have a couple of surprises for you ” “On my way! Send my your address,” I was out the door in no time, wondering what surprises Jeff had in store for me, The end?

Pozzing Jeff – Part 2 **Jeff’s Point of View** I can’t believe it. I took a load from someone with HIV. To top it all off, he used a butt plug on me that came out of his own ass. I knowingly took a load from someone who has HIV, and I begged him for it; begged him to shoot his poz load inside me. And I have never been more turned on in my life! Up until this point I had been a safe sex top. I was always careful to use condoms, always made sure to have some with me. But then I met Ben…… It was my first time to the bathhouse. I was horny, and finally got the nerve to go. I paid for my locker, and quickly stripped to my towel. I decided to scope the joint, see what was going on. I wasn’t prepared for how open the sex was. I was hard as a rock in no time. Hands kept rubbing over me as I walked around, but I wasn’t interested. That is, until I saw Ben. He was just walking out of the sling room when I saw him. He was wearing nothing but a pair of leather chaps, and I couldn’t help but stare as he walked past me, his hard on leading the way. He was taller than me at about 6’0”, slender but with definition, and what had to be at least 8” of uncut cock swinging between his legs. I turned to look at him, and was caught staring. He licked his lips and winked at me. That was all I needed as a flood of precum dripped from my cock. He nodded for me to follow him. I let my cock do the thinking for me and followed this stud. That’s when I noticed his tattoo. It wasn’t very big, but it stood out against his creamy white skin. A biohazard symbol was tattooed on his right butt cheek. I knew what that meant; I wasn’t totally naïve. He was HIV positive. I knew I shouldn’t have followed him, but he was the hottest guy I have ever seen, and as I said, my cock was doing the thinking for me. But you already know what happened next. So here I was, lying face down on his bed with his toxic load and butt plug in my ass. My cock was rock hard, dripping precum onto the bed below me. I looked over at Ben and was overcome with the urge to fuck him. He was on the bed beside me with his legs spread. He had his two fingers jammed deep into his puffy hole. “You want to fuck me, boy?” he asked, jamming a third finger into his hole. “Fuck yeah,” I say, standing up. Between the plug and the poz cum, my hole was on fire. “But I want to taste that first,” I say, eyeing up his hungry hole. “Yeah? You want to taste my poz hole. Well, come here then,” he ordered, removing his fingers from his hole. I didn’t need to be told twice as I dropped to the bed between his legs. His hole was beautiful. I reached out and ran my tongue from the bottom of his ass to the base of his cock. I didn’t need to look to tell his eyes were closed; his moaning was enough for me. “Fuck you taste so good,” I remarked just before I buried my face in his ass for a second time. Besides fucking, eating ass was one of my favorite activities. Early on I found rimming bottoms was the surest way of getting them hungry for my cock, and tonight was no exception. Before long Ben was thrusting his ass back against my face, as I began tasting something familiar on my tongue. “You’ve already been fucked tonight,” I said, for some reason slightly surprised. “Of course. I was just taking a break when I ran into you,” he replied. “Tell me,” I responded as I massaged his hole with my fingers. “Get on your back,” he answered pulling off my fingers as he got to his feet. Rolling over, I stretched out on the bed, my rigid cock pointing at the ceiling. Ben got on the bed straddling me, and in one swift motion impaled himself on my cock. “Fuck!” I gasped. This guy was a pro. I’m not that big, but I'd never had a bottom taken my cock so easily. My mind was reeling from the sensations on my cock. I had never fucked without a condom before, and now I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to again. “Feeling good, stud?” Ben asked while slowly riding my cock. It took me a few minutes before I could respond as the feeling of his hole on my raw cock was overloading my brain. “Your ass feels so good!” I finally managed to exclaim when I was able to construct a coherent sentence. "You like it raw?” “Oh fuck yeah! I'm never using condoms again!” “Famous last words,” he laughed, slowly rising and falling on my cock. “Your hole is so wet! How many loads did you get?” “Only two. But those guys always shoot big loads.” “Yeah?” “Fuck yeah. I"m always satisfied when I play with them.” “I can tell. Tell me about it.” He slowed down his pace and looked me in the eyes. Fuck he was so hot! “I woke up this morning horny as hell. I tried looking online but had no hits. So I decided to come here. I usually manage to get a load or to, but I wasn’t expecting this,” he leans down to kiss me. “I got my room and quickly changed into my chaps. I needed to get fucked so bad so I made my way to the sling room. The only other people in the room were this cute uncut blond twink and this hot ripped hunk. I’ve been with both these guys before; both are kinky fuckers.” “Oh fuck!” he moans out. “They wasted no time in strapping me into the sling. Before I knew it, the hunk was ramming two fingers in me. You should have seen him. Dark hair, scruffy face, hairy chest with a hot biohaz tattoo around his pierced nipple. And oh yeah, he’s hung like a motherfucker.” When he mentioned the tattoo, my cock got harder and started throbbing. I’m sure he felt it in his ass. He squeezed my cock. “You like that? You should have seen him. He was dripping like a faucet while fingering me. I needed him bad, and begged him to fuck me. The twink shoved a bottle of poppers under my nose, forcing me to huff while the hunk slid his raw cock into me. No lube, just his poz pre-jizz. He can fuck for a while, so I just relaxed and let the poppers take over me. Of course, the twink had other ideas and forced my mouth down on his cock.” He leaned down to whisper in my ear. “He has tattoo as well, you know. Right above his cock. It’s the same as mine. A big biohaz tattoo.” I moaned out. Fuck this is so hot. I can’t believe I’m getting off on this. He clamped down on my cock again and I knew I was not going to last much longer. “The hunk pumped me for what felt like an hour while I sucked the twink. It was probably more like 15 minutes, but it always feels longer when you have a huge cock hitting your prostate. Fuck man, I was moaning like a bitch, even with a cock down my throat. But all good things must end, and in no time he was telling me he was going to fill me with his charged load. I was instantly rock hard when he said that. He pounded me hard for a couple more minutes before he pushed in deep and unloaded. I could feel his cock twitching inside me, and his warm cum splashing my insides.” “That’s so hot. He pump a big one?” “Oh yeah. Always does.” “Fuck!” My eyes rolled back in my head. My cock was buried deep in a hole that was full of poz cum, and I couldn’t get enough. “What happened next?” I asked. “He wasn’t out of me long before the twink shoved his cock in. I knew he wasn’t going to last long. He loves fucking a loaded hole, and he was already on edge while I was sucking him. There was nothing gentle about his fuck. He pounded me hard and fast from the start. The first guy kept the bottle of poppers under my nose, and I was flying high. It felt amazing, having this hot twink power fucking my loaded hole. I was right about him though. After only a couple of minutes, he was filling my hole as well. I felt at least ten spasms as he shot. I could see the cum covering his cock as he pulled out. It was just what I needed.” “I’m getting close man,” I moaned. I could feel the two loads of the cum from the other guys splashing around my cock. “You want to cum, baby? Want to fill my hole with another load?” “Fuck yeah. Please let me cum,” I begged. He pulled off of me and got on the bed beside me. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what he wanted. I quickly rolled off the bed while he pulled up his legs. His hole was wide open and I could see the cum dripping out around it. I put his legs on my shoulders and sank balls deep in one thrust. “Oh fuck!” He moaned out. “Fuck me, please! Pound me and give me another load!” I didn’t need another invitation. My cock took over and I fucked him hard and fast. He was moaning and rolling his head back and forth. I wasn’t going to last much longer and buried myself deep inside him one last time as I hit the point of no return. “Take it, bitch!” I said as I unloaded. My hole was throbbing around the plug. Fuck this was amazing. I have never felt anything like it before, and I knew I wanted more. I finally was able to slide out of him after about seven spurts or so. He immediately got on his knees and took my spent cock into his mouth. “Fuck!” I moaned as he cleaned off my cock. “That was incredible! I’ve never felt anything like this!” “Think you’ll be able to go back to using rubbers?” he asked. “Fuck no. I didn’t know it could feel like that.” He leaned into kiss me. I could taste my cum on his lips. He pulled away and leaned in to whisper in my ear. “You know, that may very well be the last neg load you shoot.” I grinned at him, as I leaned back to open the door. “Well, let's make sure it is!” To be continued......

here is part 2 finally enjoy =) LOST INNOCENSE AT THE BATHOUSE PART 2 Dean wanted to see Adam’s expression when he first entered him with his bare cock. He never told any of them though what they would actually be getting, but he loved making them beg for him to pump their asses full of his loads. It was a massive turn on to him for the boys, who he pozzed, to see and willingly accept that he was fucking them raw. He was planning on making sure Adam’s first time was going to be something he would never forget. It would be a night of firsts for the eighteen year old teen. First time with smoking Tina, first booty bump, first time being fucked, first load of charged dirty seed, first slam, and finally his first gangbang. Dean put on a porn vid showing a barely legal twink being rimmed by an older daddy type, before climbing between Adam’s legs. He figured the vid would distract Adam, while he got him prepped for his fucking. He tossed the T-laced warming lube on the bed, along with a film canister loaded with Tina shards and powder, plus a can of Maximum Impact and one of his old dirty jocks to spray it on. Adam moaned when Dean grabbed his legs and bent them back towards his head and started to rim him with tongue. He loved the feel of Dean’s five o’clock shadow on his hairless hole whenever Dean pulled back and rubbed his chin and cheeks on it. The boy was going crazy with lust; he had never felt like this before when he had smoked pot. It felt like his body screaming, “It’s finally time to get laid! You’ve been waiting long enough.” The eighteen year old twink’s moans were turning Dean something fierce. His thick eight inches started to ooze pre-cum like water pouring from a faucet. Dean wished he could use just his pre-cum to fuck Adam, but he knew the young virgin boy wasn’t ready for that yet. Maybe if he was lucky he would tweak Adam up one more time and just use pre-cum to fuck him with before he left town. Dean poured some of his “T” laced warming lube on Adam’s hole and began to work it into the boy’s ass stretching it for his entry. He knew Adam wouldn’t notice the initial burn of the Tina in the warming lube as he got his ass stretched. The young kid would just think it was his virgin ass being stretched wider and wider to take Dean’s thick man spike. He gave a silent thanks to whatever chemist developed the warming lube it made it so much easier to stealth guys with. “OH GAWD!!!! OH GAWD!!! OH GAWD!!!” seemed to be Adam’s new mantra as Dean worked first one finger, then a second finger in his now blooming teen rose hole. His ass couldn’t seem to get enough of Dean’s fingers, it wanted more and more inside him. “That’s what’s gonna happen to you shortly Adam,” he said motioning Adam to look over at the video screen as he pulled his fingers out. He smiled as the teen’s ass stayed open a bit before slowly closing. It was as if it was begging for Dean to continue working it with his fingers. While Adam was distracted Dean opened the film canister and pulled out a nice sized shard of “T” to booty bump the unsuspecting eighteen year old who was about to take his first of many poz loads up his tight lil’ ass. Adam, who was already really turned on by the joint and fingering his ass had received from Dean, was starting go into overdrove with lust as he watched the older daddy begin to slide his hard raw cock into the twink on screen. Soon another daddy joined the scene and started face fucking the twink as the other one used the boy’s ass. Adam started wishing he was the kid in the video. It just looked so fucking hot. As Adam watched the raw cock work the teen’s ass he almost wished Dean would do that to him. Yet he knew it was safer to have the top covered that’s why he had his baggie of rubbers with him. Wait! Did he remember to bring the bag from patio when he followed Dean into his room? He couldn’t remember if he did or not, but before he could say anything he gasped as the older man’s fingers entered his ass again. Dean grinned as he added a third finger to Adam’s ass pushing the shard inside with his fingers. He began tearing into the teen’s fuck tunnel with his fingers as he worked the shard in. He wanted to make sure the boy’s hole was torn up enough to take his toxic seed and start the pozzing process. He knew his PA would cause more damage once he began fucking the boy, but liked to make sure he was doing the job thoroughly. “Shit! That hurts,” moaned Adam as he felt like Dean was ripping up his ass. “Shh, babe just making sure you’re nice and stretched so it won’t hurt as much as I slide this beef stick in that lil pussy of yours,” Dean said with an evil smirk that was lost on Adam. Before long Adam couldn’t believe how good Dean’s fingers felt inside him. He needed more inside him. It was like his ass wouldn’t be satisfied until it was getting fucked. “SHIT MAN!!!! COME ON!!!! GIVE ME THAT FAT DICK!!! FUCK ME!!!! COME ON FUCK ME LIKE A BITCH!!!!!” Adam couldn’t believe he was begging this older 6’, 285 lbs. daddy to fuck his 5’6”, 120lbs. eighteen year old body like he was a girl. What was coming over him? He needed to be fucked bad, really bad. He needed to feel that eight inch, red bull thick, huge mushroom headed, pierced cock fucking him like the twink in the video. Dean grinned down at the virgin boy he was about to fuck and breed full of his toxic seed. He always stopped taking his meds about a week before he went out to the baths to make sure he was primed to stealth young hot twinks. “Here sniff on this Adam while I finish getting ready to pop that cherry of yours,” Dean said reaching down and spraying his dirty three week old jock with a large amount of Maximum Impact. Once the jock covered Adam’s face Dean got up and opened the door to his room completely so others could see Adam lose his cherry to his raw fuck stix. He quickly climbed back on the bed lubing his dick with more of the “T” tainted warming gel and sprinkled his huge mushroom head with some “T” powder. He pulled the dirty jock off Adam’s face one more time and sprayed it again before placing it back on the boy’s face. This time he didn’t cover Adam’s eyes. He wanted to watch the boy’s expression as he felt Dean’s raw cock enter his tight ass. Adam was flying from the stuff Dean had made him smell in the dirty jock as he felt the older man begin to push on his hole. It was painful despite all the finger work Dean had done on him, but he wanted it really, bad. Dean was waiting for him to open up a bit more. As tempted as he was just to rip the hell out of the virgin boy, he wanted Adam to be so tweaked and into the fuck he wouldn’t realize or care how abused his hole was as each and every guy used it in the pig sling room later. As soon as he did that his ass relaxed and opened enough for Dean’s huge mushroom cap to enter where nothing had entered before except a few fingers. “FUCK!!!!!!!!!” Adam yelped loudly as Dean entered and paused. Adam began to pant rapidly from the intrusion of the massively thick cock. At first he didn’t think he could take it, but the longer Dean held it there the better it felt. He was starting to want more of this daddy’s thick eight inches buried in his ass. Dean sprayed the jock one more time dropping back over the boy’s nose and mouth, leaving his eyes uncovered so he could watch Adam’s eyes as a new poz cum slut was born. He waited until he was certain Adam was flying, before beginning to push deeper inside the no longer virgin boy. He knew in a matter of minutes once he was buried deep inside Adam and began his slow fucking the boy would be in total slut mode. He could already sense a couple guys standing outside the door watching. Once Adam was in full slut mode he would invite them in to watch and join in. But before he did that he was going to make the boy know he was being fucked raw and beg like a good lil’ slut for Dean’s load. Dean began to force his cock deeper and deeper into Adam making the innocent boy moan loader with each inch that sank into his neg ass. He loved how hot and tight his new bitch’s ass felt on his poz meat spike. He was looking forward to contrasting this feel with the one he would give Adam before helping the boy dress at the end of the fuckfest. Adam couldn’t believe how good it felt to have a cock buried in his ass. He wished he had started earlier if he had known it felt this good. “FUCK MAN!!! THIS FEELS SO GOOD!” Adam moaned loudly. “I haven’t even started yet slut, wait ‘til I get I start pumping your sweet lil’ pussy and breed it.” Dean chuckled, beginning to pull out and shove his dick back in the teen beneath him. He was quickly pulling almost out before slamming back in Adam. “SHIT!!! OH FUCK!!!! YES!!!!” Adam began chanting over and over as Dean picked up speed fucking the eighteen year old harder and harder. He started pushing back to meet each downward thrust. This was so fucking good Adam thought. He wanted more and more of Dean’s cock. He just couldn’t get enough of it. He loved the thick meat pounding him and really loved how the PA felt on his prostrate each time it hit his boy button. Once Dean was sure Adam was really getting into the fuck he decided it was time to let the twink know he was being fucked raw. He reached down and grabbed one of Adam’s hands and brought it back to his cunt which was still being pounded by Dean. “Here bitch feel how good my fuck stix feels going in your sweet pussy,” he said grinning as he wrapped Adam’s hand around the slick meat spike working his ass. “You’re taking it like the good fucking slut you are.” Adam couldn’t believe this thick piece of man meat was making him feel so good. He was enjoying the feel of the thick tool working his ass, when he realized he didn’t feel the bottom of the rubber. He began running his hand up and down Dean’s cock shaft searching for the rubber, but there was none. His eyes widen as he realized he was being barebacked. No this was wrong he had to get Dean to stop and put one on! “You’re not wearing a rubber! You gotta stop and put one on! Please stop Dean!” Adam begged. Dean loved the shocked expression of Adam as he realized his was being barebacked. Now it was time to make him beg for Dean’s load to be pumping in his slut boy pussy. “You didn’t ask for one when we started and I’m not stopping ‘til I load that cunt of yours with my jizz. Besides I never wear a condom it feels better raw. Besides you were enjoying it before you knew you were getting it raw up your slut ass,” with that he started long dicking Adam hard and fast. Every once in a while he would pull completely out before slamming back in deep and hard. The overwhelming sensation of skin against skin quickly Adam made forget about Dean fucking him bareback. Dean was right it felt so good and he was once again moaning and begging for Dean’s cock. If being fucked raw felt this good, then covered must not be that good. He then vaguely remembered guy friends saying fucking a girl bareback was a thousand times better than wearing a rubber. So maybe it was okay to be fucked by Dean like this. “SHIT!!!! FUCK ME!!!! HARDER!!!!! FUCK ME!!!!! HARDER!!!!! GIVE IT TO ME!!!!!” Adam howled as he was getting turned on more and more. He needed it bad and wanted to get as much dick as possible in him. He had never imagined he would ever feel like this in his life. Adam never wanted it to stop. “See bitch, you like it raw don’t ya?” Dean asked as he continued to pummel Adam’s pussy. “YES!!!! FUCK ME!!! HARDER!!! GIVE ME YOUR LOAD!!!!” “You want my charged load huh bitch?” Dean asked with an evil smile realizing Adam didn’t know what he was asking. “FUCK YES!!!! GIVE IT TO ME!!!!! BREED ME WITH IT!!!!” Adam demanded being totally lost in lust now from the “T”. He wanted to feel this daddy’s load being pumped inside him. He no longer cared about a rubber only being fucked as much as possible. Adam couldn’t believe how energized he was getting fucked by Dean. This could go on forever as so far as he was concerned. He was pushing back to get more of Dean inside him. “Hell ya cunt I’m gonna fill your fucking pussy with my charged jizz slut,” “FUCK YA!!! GIVE IT TO ME!!!!! I WANT YOUR LOAD!!!!” Feeling his balls starting to tingle as he punch fucked Adam, Dean asked the boy, “You want my charged load? Well fucking beg for me to charge your cunt with my load,” Dean commanded the still innocent boy. “FUCKIN’ CHARGE MY ASS!!!!” Adam practically howled going crazy from the fucking he was getting. He didn’t understand what was about to happen to him. He was getting ready to take his first poz load of his life and had been tricked into begging for Dean to poz him. “FUCK YA!!! SLUT!!!!! I’M!!!! GONNA!!! CHARGE!!! THAT!!!! SLUT!!!! CUNT!!!” Yelled Dean as he completely pulled out of Adam’s boy pussy before slamming back into it as hard as he could slamming his churning balls against the boy’s hairless ass. His knew his PA was doing more damage to Adam’s no longer virgin fuck tunnel as he buried it deep as he began to fire volley after volley into Adam. “SHIT!!!! CUMMING!!!! TAKE MY CHARGED!!! LOAD!!!!! IN YOUR!!!! NEG CUNT!!!! SLUT!!!!!!!” Dean howled as he began pumping his load deep into Adam. He began lubing the boy’s raw and damaged fuck tunnel with long slow in and out strokes. He wanted to make sure he worked his toxic load in good and deep into the no longer neg teen. Adam couldn’t believe how good Dean’s load felt inside him. He loved the warm thick gooey man juice coating his colon. He wanted more dicks in him so he could keep enjoying this amazing feeling in his ass. Without thinking about it, Adam started working his ass muscles trying to milk Dean’s wonderful jizz out of his thick eight inch man cock. Dean looked back at the door recognizing one of the four men at the door who had been watching Adam take his first poz load of his life. He grinned at Jack, his friend, motioning with his head at the small toiletries bag on top of his clothes. Dean kept pumping his still hard cock in and out of Adam keeping him distracted from Jack entering the room and opening the bag. Jack understood what Dean wanted to do to the fucking hot twink he had picked up and breed with his toxic seed. Inside the bag were several prepared points. He pulled one out and waited as Dean pulled the dirty jock off the boy’s face. He grinned as soon as he got a good like at the twink. He loved the fact that the boy looked like he was barely sixteen, but knew he had to be at least eighteen. The bath would never risk its license by letting underage boys in. This was going to be hot doing this boy, who looked so young, almost like doing the real thing. Dean knew Jack would help him slam Adam. Once that was accomplished he would let Jack and the other guys at the door take turns before giving Adam another slam and booty bump. Then the no longer innocent eighteen year old would be led the pig sling room where he would spend the rest of the night and possibly a big chunk of the next day being gangbanged by everyone and anyone who wanted a go at his no longer cherry boy ass. Adam was in for the time of his life. Dean sprayed his jock with another big hit of Maximum Impact before dropping it on Adam’s face covering it completely again. As soon as he did Jack hurried over with the point and a rubber tube. They quickly tied it on the flying boy’s arm and stuck him making sure they didn’t get a bubble before injecting it in. Once the syringe was empty they pulled off the rubber tube and waited. Adam was flying from the stuff on Dean’s jock when he felt something tied tightly on his right arm and a slight prick. The tightness on his arm didn’t last very long before it was released. It almost reminded him of time he had gotten his blood drawn once. Suddenly he felt a warm rush move up his arm and into his chest and throat. For a minute it felt like he couldn’t breathe as his heart was beating like mad, then he coughed hard a few times. After coughing he couldn’t believe how good he felt. He felt so alive and really, really needed to have Dean fuck him more. Hell he wanted any dick now fucking him. He was so fucking horny. His ass and cock were tingling. He started trying to work his ass to let Dean know he was ready for more fucking. “Slut’s ready for you guys now come on in and take a ride. I just popped his sweet lil’ cherry ass,” Adam heard Dean say to someone as he pulled the jock off his face. Adam looked up and saw four naked men standing around him stroking their cocks. They looked like they ranged in age from early twenties to in his sixties. The young guy was a well-built muscle stud sporting a nice wedge shaped seven inch cock, the forty-something guy standing next to Dean was a tall Skelton-like man with a thick nine inch long cock. The other two sixty-something men were heavy set bearded bears sporting a couple of very thick six and half and seven inch cocks. Jack was a forty-five year old poz top, who had stopped taking meds a few years back, was leering and drooling at the prospect of pumping his death seed into Adam. His twink ex-boyfriend had cheated on him with another guy more than ten years before and ended up infected him with the virus as a result. He did the whole meds thing for a while, but finally in the end said fuck it. He decided he would share the gift his ex-boyfriend had given him with as many twink boys as he could. His big nine inch death stix usually tempted many drunk, stoned or tweaking fools into letting him breed their asses with his death seed. “These guys enjoyed the show slut and want to take a ride in that hot pussy you have there. I know you’d like that wouldn’t you? Filling that sweet lil’ twat of yours with their charged loads, right cunt?” Dean said as he slid his cock in and out a couple more times the now tweaking cum dump he had just created. This caused Adam to moan before pulling it completely out leaving the eighteen year old wanting more cocks in his now gaping hole. “FUCK YES!!!! I NEED MORE COCK!!!! Breed me!!!!” Adam begged as his ass told him it desperately needed more cock. He couldn’t understand what was coming over him. He had never been this horny in his life. He had to get as much cock in his ass as possible. Dean grabbed something from his small black bag before returning to Adam with a bottle of water. In the meantime Jack climbed on the bed and positioned himself between Adam’s legs. He waited patiently teasing Adam’s still slightly open fuck hole that had started to ooze out some of Dean’s toxic load. Dean offered the now uninhibited twink two Viagra and “X” tablet along with a bottle of water. Dean sprayed some more Maximum Impact on his jock and dropped it back on the boy’s nose and mouth. “Mind if I booty bump the slut some more Dean?” Jack asked holding up the film canister and shaking it. “Nope that’s what it’s for Jack,” Dean replied with an evil smirk. Jack smiled back as he opened the canister shaking out a nice sized shard and then shook some powder on the head of his already cum covered cock head. One of the older bear couple grabbed Adam’s legs and pulled them back so Jack could drop the shard in the boy’s open hole. Jack took the boy’s legs back and lined his cock with the opening. As he shoved his thick nine inch cock in the moaning twink balls deep in a single thrust he announced to the gathered room, “Now it’s time to really knock this slut’s ass up with some poz loads.”

Personally I would not cum inside if the bottom asked me not to. I would double check when I am getting close. Personally I m happy to cum on his arse and lick and rim his cum covered arse after. There's fun to be had either way. If the bottom doesn't say anything and is obviously happy with being fucked raw, or of course asks, or usually 'begs' for it, then of course I will flood his hole... then rim his cum-sloppy hole....