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‘Do You Want Me to Stop?’ I was headed out of town for a conference to London. I’d managed to get my company to pay for the flights, and to be able to stay on a few days afterwards to get a bit of a vacation. My boy was planning on flying out on the next night of the conference and spending a few days sightseeing with me. We’d both been working hard lately, and were looking forward to some time together. We’d even done a bit of research into the raunchier gay clubs, thinking maybe we could have some naughty fun together in a public setting. I was running late trying to get out of the office to the airport, and I barely made it through security before the flight closed. We started taxiing shortly after I buckled my seat belt. The flight was choppy to say the least, and I was super stressed. A very sexy flight attendant could see how tense I was just from my shoulders. This guy was a real Hunk. He leaned forward telling me that we should keep in touch after the plane landed and he was off-duty. ‘I’d like to help you relax,’ he said as he pushed a card with his number into my hand and stroked my arm. I was practically sore all over, and groggy from having not slept well, by the time we touched down at Heathrow. As the sun rose, I headed for the tube into town for my morning presentation. I felt a body press into mine from behind as I stood on the platform, and it was my Hunk, the flight attendant. He was taller than I remembered, over six feet, with broad shoulders and a tiny waist. Blond spiky hair framed his chiseled face. We made small talk as we boarded the train, crowded with morning commuters. I was drowsy from not sleeping on the turbulent flight and found myself dozing off with my head against his muscular chest. I apologized, and told him we should make a plan for that night after the conference wore down. The presentations went well, if uneventful, and I headed to check into my hotel. I messaged the Hunk, and we made plans for him to pick me up and we could grab a light dinner, then maybe back to my place or his to relax. We went out dancing, and I could tell he was packing a big cock from the lump in his trousers. We ate quickly as we chatted about what turned each other on. He told me he had trained to be a masseur and liked to practice whenever he could. He held out his massive hands, and I swear I started to drip precum. He told me that he charged all of his clients… I asked what his fees were, and they seemed reasonable. £50- for an hour sounded fair, plus extras… I stayed hard wondering what the extras were. We got back to my hotel, and the Hunk wrapped his arm around me as he winked at the concierge, who winked back with a knowing look. Back in my room and tore each other’s clothes off. He had me lay down on the bed with a pillow under my chest. I shivered as he started working my shoulders with his masculine hands, then lower to my shoulder blades, then the small of my back, then my ass. He cupped my cheeks and pulled them apart, exposing my hole. He crouched lower and started blowing air across my asshole. I instinctively tightened up. He told me he’d loosen me up for another £10-. I breathlessly nodded assent, and he started lapping at my ass. I knew I was making a puddle on the bedspread. He pulled his whole hair body against my back, with his thick uncut cock right between the clefts of my cheeks. ‘£10- more and I’ll put the tip in… Sound good, lover?’ I grunted approval, not thinking to stop and ask for a condom. Thankfully, he had got me pretty wet with spit and the head of his dick eased into me. I moaned as he twisted my head around, ‘£10- more and I’ll kiss you.’ I grunted and he slipped his tongue into my mouth. I knew he was deeper in me than just the tip, and that he was raw. I could feel my ass getting wetter, so I knew he was drooling precum into me. ‘£20- more and I’ll fuck you until you ask me to stop…’ ‘Okay!’ I shouted. He reared back and pulled my hips to his groin. My Hunk pounded my raw ass. The sound of sweaty flesh-on-flesh smacking as his balls slammed into me sent me in orbit. It had been a long time since I’d been fucked, and a long time since someone other than my boy had fucked me raw. ‘You’ll tell me when you want me to stop, right?’ I nodded and he maintained his pace. ‘You know I swap loads with guys all over the world, right? Do you want me to stop?’ I shook my head no and his pace picked up. ‘I love taking and sharing my seed with guys… and I’m carrying a charged load… do you want me to stop?’ I nodded no again, realizing that I was already lubed with his charged precum, so why stop now? My Hunk plowed me for a few more minutes, jack-hammering his thick cock into me. My mind reeled, knowing how risky it was to take a charged stranger’s load. I wondered what my boy would think if he could see me like this. Would it turn my boy on, or freak him out? The Hunk’s head shot back as he started cumming, firing his charged load into my hole, forcing it deeper and deeper with every thrust. He flung himself down onto me again, still filling my ass with his cock, sliding gently back and forth. He groaned, pawing his big hands through my tousled hair, ‘That’ll be £100-, please…’ I reached over to the bedside table and pulled out a crisp new note. He took it, and pulled out, leaving a squelching plop noise and my gaping well-fucked, well-bred sticky ass. He dressed and left quickly. I called my boy and told him I’d just had a massage, leaving out the detail that my ass was full to the brim with charged seed. My boy was at the airport getting ready to board the plane to London. He thought that a massage sounded fun, and asked if I could book him the same guy for tomorrow. Fuck, what was I going to tell him, I wondered, as I fell asleep. My boy arrived the next morning, having slept soundly on the flight. He came to my hotel and unpacked a bit while I got ready for the day’s presentations at my conference. I told him that my masseur was unavailable, and we should try to find someone else for him, suggesting we ask at reception for a masseur, and I headed out. I got a message around lunch that he’d managed to get a recommendation from the concierge, and a masseur was coming over. I was glad he’d get a bit of relaxation in, and we made plans to go out on the town that night. A few hours later, I messaged him letting him know I’d be back soon. My boy replied that the masseur was nearly finished and they were having a great time. ‘He’s really sexy,’ the text read, ‘and really affordable. Only £50- plus more for extras…’ It dawned on me that the concierge had set my boy up with my charged Hunk. I then received a message from the Hunk asking ‘Do you want me to stop?’ I took a breath and replied ‘I’ll bring £100-. Don’t stop until you’re finished…’

***This is a true account of some fun I had last week with one of my favorite guys. It was a long encounter, and as a writer I tend to 'write', so I'll post in several installments. I like details, sorry if it's too wordy, but that's my style.*** THE FURNACE MAN'S SURPRISE VISIT Well, lucky me. I had to spend some time outside a few days ago shoveling snow. Doesn’t sound like much fun, right? Not until I saw a familiar truck a few doors down the street. Could it be the same furnace repair stud with whom I had a couple of encounters last year? I took my time on the small driveway, hoping to see whoever was driving the company truck. It might have only just arrived before I went outside, because no matter how slow I worked, the driveway was clear and I was freezing. Just as I had my hand on the front door I heard the crunch of tires on packed snow coming to a stop behind me. I immediately felt my heart skip a beat and took my time turning around, wondering if it was just my imagination. Or wishful thinking. The truck door opened and the sexy repair man rushed up to meet me. From the smile on his face, I guess he was happy to see me, too. “Been a while,” he said, a little apprehensively. He is a ‘straight-boy’ so I wondered if I should mess with him a little and start screaming something like 'Seven months I haven’t heard from you! You find some other bitch to pump? Don’t play with my emotions, I’m not your sex toy'! But I didn’t want to scare the poor guy off, so I held that all in and giggled a little to myself. “It has been a while,” I simply said. “Are you busy?” “I was just heading in to warm up,” I said, turning back and opening the door. “Want to join me?” I asked over my shoulder. He was already right behind me and I could feel the bulge in his pants against my ass. Fuck, he was horny as hell -this was going to be good. What surprised me this time is that when I turned around to face him, he was right there. He took hold of my head and kissed me. I almost came in my pants just from the surprise of being kissed as he hadn’t kissed me once in either of our other fuck sessions, and I didn’t want to push my luck and lose out so I never before made a move to kiss him. It was a great kiss, too. A bit frenzied with that sort of urgency that comes from being horny and needing it. And at that point, we were both needing it bad. I did have to slow things down since this was unanticipated. I set him up in the living room with a beer and ran upstairs to clean out. I didn’t worry about a shower because I figured I can always drag him in there with me if need be. By the time I was done, he was finishing his beer. I wasn’t sure if leaving him alone down there he might change his mind or get nervous about what we were about to do, but he only looked happy to see me. Really happy to see me. I’m not sure the bulge in his pants ever went down. Our eyes locked when I entered the room and I couldn’t think of much to say other than, “Let’s fuck,” which only made him smile even wider. He was right with me as we raced upstairs to the bedroom. I yanked off the robe I had thrown on, and he pushed me down to the bed, face first, and shocked the hell out of me when I felt his tongue at my ass. Hmm, maybe he’s not so ‘straight-boy’ anymore. He didn’t do it for long, but enough to get my hole wet and aching for stuffing. I moaned at what he was doing, and I’m sure he took that as a sign that I needed his cock. He quickly pulled his clothing off, knelt behind me, lining his cock up to my hole. I had shoved a little coconut oil up inside just in case he was in too big a rush to get enough precum going to use as lube, so he slid into me quite easily. My ass slowly swallowed his cock up right to the balls. His cock wasn't huge, average I guess, but as he bottomed-out I remembered how his cock had fit me so well. Enough to feel good and filled with dick, but not big enough to hurt or cause discomfort. Just the right size to fuck. Good and hard. And that’s exactly what he did. He pounded me hard, his hips smacking into my naked quivering butt cheeks loudly with every impact. Damn, I’d missed this feeling. His dick was just the right size and shape that he could nail me as hard as he wanted, and it only felt good. I grunted nearly every time he hit bottom, but not out of pain, but rather out of sheer ecstasy. I knew this wasn’t going to last long, but I had gotten two loads from him on our first couple of encounters so a quick start was fine by me. Plus it’s just extra lube for the second fuck, and within minutes he was there. “Aw, fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he growled. “You want it in you?” “Give it to me!” I yelled. “Breed me!” He lay his entire body down on me and humped a couple more times, growling into my left ear and panting hard, as I finally felt his dick throbbing and filling my guts with his seed. I could actually feel the wetness spread inside my ass. Fuck it felt good. When his breathing calmed, he slowly slid to the side off of me, easing his semi-hard cock out of my ass, and just lay there looking at me. I was glad he didn’t seem in a hurry to take off. “That felt awesome,” I told him, taking a chance and giving him a quick kiss on the mouth. He responded by putting his hand on the back of my head and holding me there longer, to feed me his tongue as well. I thought this guy was hot before, but this time he was off the fucking charts to me. When our mouths and tongues parted, I eased back and just looked. “You look surprised,” he laughed. “I am. I just didn’t expect you to kiss me, and not like that,” I added, unable to hide my satisfied grin. “A lot has changed since I saw you last time. For one, I broke up with my girlfriend. Haven’t seen anyone since.” “Why did you break up?” It really was none of my business, but I had to know if it had anything to do with me. “Even a couple of months after we fucked last time, whenever I was with her it just didn’t feel good. And all I kept thinking about was you. Not ‘you’ you, but you as a guy. Sex is definitely better with guys. I don’t know if that makes me gay or what.” “Does it matter?” “Not anymore. I decided that I’m just going to do what feels good to me. And when I saw you outside today, I just knew I had to see you. I hope you don’t mind. I thought about calling you a few times but it seemed weird.” “Weird, why?” “I don’t know. I hadn’t called, and then I just call out of the blue and want to fuck. I wouldn’t seem like a very good guy.” Doesn’t that beat all -he actually is a decent guy. “Oh, you’re very good,” I teased, reaching down and giving his still-semi-hard cock a tug. “Besides, guys call other guys to fuck all the time. It doesn’t have to mean any more than that.” Now he was the one who looked surprised. “Really?” And his cock instantly grew to full throbbing length in my hand. “Yes, really,” I told him, slowly stroking him, not to get him off, but just in a sort of relaxing way. “I figured something changed with you when you kissed me downstairs.” “I hope you don’t mind that. I just wanted to.” “I almost came in my pants,” I laughed. “It was better than I expected.” “I started looking at gay porn around the same time I ended things with her. Most things I watched turned me on, so I figured I was on to something right.” “So that’s where you learned about rimming?” I asked him, to which he just frowned. “When you licked my ass.” “Oh, yeah, I saw a lot of that in the porn and it seemed like something the guys liked-” “Well I sure did. And it made me a little more desperate to get you inside me.” He smiled at that, and I felt his cock throb in my hand. “How much downtime do you need in between?” he asked. “I can keep going, so it’s up to you. I’ll take whatever you can give me.” He climbed back on top of me, saying, “Well, we might be here a while, then. Hope you don’t have any plans tonight.” With that, I felt his hard dick slide back into my cummy hole. More to come . . .

Seeing Connor was like seeing joy. My eyes were searching for him as the bus pulled up to the curb. I saw him in his shorts and a tank top leaning on his car, his hair had grown out a bit and it blew as a truck drove by. I looked again for him as I got off the bus, but he wasn't standing in the same place. I looked around in confusion with a tinge of fear (did he leave?) and then our eyes locked. I couldn't see his whole face yet, but I saw his eyes. Excitement, love, lust, hope was in those eyes - pure joy. I got off the bus and we hugged and exchanged a brief kiss. I grabbed my bag and Connor took my other hand. Since we were holding hands it took us a couple trips to the car to get all my stuff. I couldn't let go. Neither could he. As we were grabbing my final bag, the bus pulled away. I saw Bryce sitting on the bus watching Connor and I. I felt some guilt about cheating on Connor, but that passed quickly. Connor and I got groceries, called my family, and went to the cabin. As soon as we were in the door, I dropped to my knees, pulled Connor's shorts and briefs down and took his cock in my mouth. Leaning against the wall, right next to open side door, I took his semi hard dick and made it a solid pipe. I stood up and pushed my shorts down. I turned around, showing Connor my jock clad ass and used perspiration and spit to get his amazing cock inside me. I fucked myself on his cock as he leaned against the wall. My own cock was rock hard and fell out of the side of my jock. After a few minutes of me fucking myself on his cock, Connor pushed me onto my hands and knees and pushed his cock back inside me. He said, "Your ass feels amazing. But, I'm in charge. You do it how I want it." He pushed my head into the floor and started taking his cock out and shoving it back inside. He did this same thing over and over. Connor called it remaking my pussy. When he said those words the first time as he jammed his cock inside me, my cock exploded all over the floor. Connor didn't stop. He kept fucking me. Shortly after I'd cum, Connor changed strokes and started fucking me fast with shorter strokes. His cock never leaving my ass. I was groaning. This fuck was so hot I could barely catch my breath. In less than five minutes of changing his fuck strokes, Connor yelled that he was cumming in my ass. I felt him cum. It was a fucking huge load. He must've saved that load for days. We collapsed on the floor, both still wearing our shirts and sneakers; me in a jockstrap and him naked from the waist down. We were a sweaty mess. We kissed. After we got settled in the cabin and I showed him around, Connor and I fucked again. And then we fucked again. Then we ate. Then we fucked again. For the next two days our routine was: wake up, run, fuck while sweaty, make breakfast, fuck, fuck, cuddle, fuck, fuck, cuddle, make dinner, and fuck until we slept. On the fourth day, we decided to venture into Cooperstown and saw the Baseball Hall of Fame and had lunch. Connor and I stopped and looked at a map of the area which showed Riddell Park. Connor smiled at me and asked, "Is that the place where you sucked all those guys off?" I nodded. He said, "Let's go there tomorrow." I smiled and said, "Fuck yes." Tomorrow came and it started the same way (run, fuck, breakfast). We packed a bag, took water, sun tan lotion and hats and went to Riddell Park. We parked the old pick up right near the bathrooms, like I had previously. I was excited and sexually turned on remembering this place and the cocks I sucked here. I remembered the excitement of "cruising" here for the first time. I started to get hard. Connor said, "Let's go for a hike." We took the southern trail because I remembered it being longer and more private with fewer hikers. At one point there was a good overlook of the area. We stopped to drink water and look out on nature. Connor walked forward off the path and down into an area that was almost below the path. He motioned for me to follow him and I did. I realized that no one could see us here unless they were standing immediately above us on the path or below us down the hill. Connor, looking at the view, said, "Strip bitch. I'm going to fuck your ass while I look at this view." I was about to protest but instead I took off all my clothes, except my sneakers. Connor bent me over and ate my ass. He told me to suck his cock and get it wet. I did. After a few minutes, he brought me up to kiss me. It was a really romantic kiss and it was a great make out session. It was like the first time again. We were holding back fucking until we were too worked up to do anything but fuck. I was being held against the earth and stone of the cliff/hill. Either my back or my chest was always against it as we made out. I must've been getting so dirty and scratched, but I didn't notice. Connor stopped our make out and told me how much he loved me. I kissed him and we made out again. His cock was pushing into my pelvis and I couldn't take it anymore. I pushed him back a bit, bent over and took his cock in my mouth. I had to taste him again. Connor said he was close and told me to stop. He grabbed the sun tan lotion, put some in his hand and said, "I'm going to fuck you using this as lube." I turned around, facing the gorgeous view of nature. First Connor slid his fingers covered in lotion and then his cock into my ass. Neither of us lasted long, with him cumming in my ass; and me begging for his load as he jerked my cock. We held each other curled on top of our pile of clothes. Connor and I were quiet a long time and lay there holding each other. I almost fell asleep. Instead, Connor asked me about the guys from the park. I told him the story of the guy who almost fucked me but couldn't get hard. He said, "You are such a bottom slut that you must've been gagging for a cock in your ass." I told him all the things the guy had said. I told him about how the guy made me admit I would've taken him bareback. Connor said, "Duh!" and slapped my ass. I told Connor how I drove to the other park. I told him how excited and horny I was to go to the "college guy park." We both laughed. I told him about Tom and our fuck in the trees. Connor asked, "Did he fuck you bareback?" I shyly admitted that he did. I felt Connor's cock start to grow behind me as he asked for more details of the Tom fuck. Connor began to finger me and then slid his hard cock in my ass. He fucked me lovingly like this for about ten minutes. I was stroking my cock and was so hard. His cock was massaging my prostate. I was panting in lust. Connor asked, "Would you let Tom fuck you right now?" Without thinking, I said yes. Connor asked if Tom was hot. He made me tell him how Tom looked. He told me to imagine it was Tom's cock inside me. I got really into the role play. I was imaging that it was Tom fucking me bareback. I was imaging that Tom's cock was leaking precum inside my ass. I started moaning loudly. I said I was going to cum. Connor said, "Beg Tom for his load." I stroked my cock a few more times and as I was cumming said, "Fuck me Tom. Cum in me. Give me your load." Connor jammed his cock in my ass again and exploded inside me. Right then I knew something changed in our relationship. That we had opened another sexual door and walked through it together. We rested for a bit, cleaned up and walked back to the pick up. As we were walking, two really hot guys passed us. The one dude had no shirt on and was a hot motherfucker. He had muscles and like 0% body fat. Connor was in amazing shape, but this dude was like an Olympian. I noticed his tattoo. It was three circles on top of a fourth. Damn that tattoo looked familiar, but I couldn't remember where I'd seen it previously. I remember saying to Connor, "He looks like an Olympian but he's not smart enough to get five circles for the Olympic logo. Duh." Connor laughed. Then he said, "Zach, baby, that's a biohazard symbol. On gay guys it usually means they have HIV. He's probably positive." As soon as he explained the tattoo, I remembered where I'd seen the tattoo previously. Bryce had one. The rest of the trip was a blur or fear and paranoia. I was so scared of giving HIV to Connor. I was so scared that I had HIV. I didn't know what to do - not like there are free clinics in Cooperstown. I didn't truly relax until almost a month later when I got tested, got the immediate result and then the official result. I was HIV negative. I hadn't put Connor at risk. Although, maybe I had since I took at least 50-60 of his loads in my ass or mouth since I saw that tattoo in Riddell Park.

Shameless I dated Scott for several years way back when. Looking back now I can see he was an absolute train wreck but he was good at sex and for awhile that was enough. His lips also felt amazing when he swallowed my cock. His usual practice was to popper up and suck and lick my cock as he fingered my hole, segueing to eating my ass, then to use toys on my hole to open me up, and when he determined I was ready, he would align his cock with my hole and sink in balls deep in one long push. He never lasted long but tended to stay hard after shooting, and would go back and forth in using toys and fucking my hole. It was absolutely amazing. Scott was also poz, and the first time I sat down on his bare cock and watched his face as he pumped up into me and eventually flooded my ass with his poz load, well what can I say? I was hooked. His was the first knowingly poz load I ever took. Back then, as now, I was 100% vers but he would only top me, so we would get into three-ways and groups if only so I could at least occasionally get to fuck some ass. Of course he always fucked the other guys, usually fucking them first, loading up several of the asses, so I could slide in afterwards, Scott's poz load the only lube. Without exception, I found the sight of Scott fucking another guy to be an incredible turn-on, and even if he wasn't supportive of the idea that I should be allowed to get fucked by the other guys, and he actively tried to distract me when I tried to get another guy to slip his cock into my ass. Naturally this led to more than some hard feelings. In the final review, we worked our way through quite a few tops and bottoms, but seldom did I get fucked. One Halloween we went to a bar and met another couple. One was dressed like Superman and soon we all headed back to their place. They were a poz/neg couple like we were but they wouldn’t say which was which. We got naked and sat in the hot tub kissing and sucking and then took it inside. The older member of the other couple was kissing Scott and I was playing with the one who had been dressed as Superman. He fingered my hole and felt the load my guy had put in me before we left home and he whispered in my ear that he wanted to fuck me and I was all for it. I glanced over at Scott who was deep in a 69 with the other guy. Before I knew it my legs were on Superman's shoulders and was sliding into my ass. We had all been drinking and partying and his fuck was not exactly gentle. He pounded into my hole with deep long strokes which quickly got the attention of the other two. I expected my guy to be upset but he actually encouraged them to both fuck me. And fuck me they did. All three of them took turns keeping my holes full of cock. It was one of the best nights of fucking I have ever had. All three fucked loads deep into me. Afterwards we talked for a bit and then Scott and Superman fell asleep. The older of the other couple and I went out to the hot tub and he sank his average length but extremely thick cock back into my well fucked hole and kissed me as he took his time this go round. He told he was the poz one as he fucked another load into me. He fingered my hole and feed me part of the loads that had been fucked into me and kissed me again and again. We left not long after and Scott told me how he had wanted to fuck Superman and even though he didn’t how turned on he had gotten sharing me with that other couple. When we got home he fucked me again—hard, rough, and quick. My mouth and ass sore but extremely satisfied.

Two days later, after more dirty texts than I can remember, Mark was on his way over to my place. It was just going to be me and him. No Danny, in fact I don’t think he even told him what we were doing. I was worried how that would go especially since Danny and I work together but Mark had us kissing and sucking at work so I didn’t spend to much time worrying about it. And then he was here and we were kissing and kissing and kissing. We made it to the bedroom and out of our clothes and I pushed him down on the bed and got between his legs and kissed his biohazard tattoo and then licked his balls slowly as his fingers played with my hair. Then I was sucking his big, fat, cut cock his hand forcing me further down on each stroke. I had to make myself relax my throat and then the head of his cock slid in and my nose was at the base of his cock. He held me there for a minute and then let me suck for a bit before he pulled me up and pushed me back so he could suck me. He licked and sucked my cock and balls, then coming up to kiss me, telling me how right now, right here I was his. I just moaned and let him work his magic. He crawled up and rubbed my cock on his hole slowly putting some pressure on my cock. We locked eyes and he sat down on my cock. Spit and a small amount of lube helped but he was tight and my cock is thick and it was stretching his hole. He reached over and took a hit of poppers and gave me some and after a minute he started riding my cock his ass squeezing me and making my whole body tingle. He rode me for about 10 minutes alternating fast and slow strokes then pulled off of me and flipped me over and started to eat my ass. He spread my cheeks and buried his tongue into my hole. He would lick down my balls and suck my cock into his mouth as he fingered my hole working me open and getting me ready for his super sized cock. He fed me more poppers and then all at once in one long quick stroke he was buried all the way in me and he started fucking me right away. It fucking hurt and took my breath away but then it was amazing. He was taking what he needed. Using me as a hole for his poz cock, relentlessly pounding into me. Telling me how he was going to bred my neg ass with his poz load and then he would own me forever. How he knew he was going to poz me up, that we would be connected forever. Then he would slow down and pull all the way out and tease my hole with that big cock head of his only to slam back into me when I wasn’t expecting it. He was owning my ass and I was loving it. I don’t know how long he fucked me but part of me was begging him to stop and the other part—the more vocal part—was encouraging him to use me and breed my neg hole. That I knew he loved cheating on Danny and fucking giving me something that he had only been giving him for years. That got him pounding even hard and suddenly he buried himself balls deep and I could feel his cock throb as he unloaded into me and then he was slow fucking me, pushing his load deeper into me. My load that had been leaking out of my cock was all over the sheets and I reached down and got some and fed it to him. He pulled out and we kissed and after we caught our breath he told me that he really had not cheated in the time he and Danny had been together. That the 3ways we did had opened up Danny’s opinion on sex with others and that is why he had us fool around at work. That and it turned him on. I asked if he was going to tell him about today and he said he wasn’t sure but that he didn’t have to be home for several hours and he wanted to swap some more loads. We spent the next few hours talking about fantasies, what each others go to jack off scenario is etc. He told me he had a huge medical fetish and he loved fucking guys in scrubs. He told me his first HIV doctor had been an older guy who got very detailed in his past sexual history and did a very thorough assessment and that he had gotten a hard on but since he likes to show off he wasn’t worried about it. The doctor said he needed a sperm sample and was jacking Mark off when Mark realized the doctor was hard too and rubbed his hand against it. They ended up sucking each other that first time but eventually they fucked too. All this had both of us boned up again and we took turns fucking each other and telling more stories of things we had done and wanted to do. By the time Mark had to leave he had deposited 3 poz loads into me. I was so exhausted but my whole body was alive with the sensations of what we had just done. Cheated, taken poz loads and not just one but 3 over several hours. Was it wrong? Probably. Did we care right then? Nope, not at all. He texted me later saying he enjoyed it and he wanted to tell Danny but was nervous. I told him that sex is not the same as love. He loves Danny but I am just sex and sex is fun. He did end up telling Danny not that day but later and it all worked out. We still see each other mostly together, occasionally alone. Danny has really gotten into watching Mark and I together. He sits back stroking and telling us what he wants us to do, what he needs to see to get off. More stories for another time.

So fucking hot. Love the present for his boyfriend!

This back and forth would be fucking hot and exciting if I were in that position! Damn...I'd nod, grunt yes, beg, plead, and whatever else came up! After all, he only would "charge" £50 plus extras! Fuck it...give me the extras! ☣

As usual 1981virginia, DAMN HOT!! Hope there's more on the way.

In my opinion, you are a very talented writer and one of the best on here. So @1981virginia, I'm very happy to see you cumming out with a new poz tale!

Connor and I were inseparable. I always wanted to be with him and vice versa. I felt so safe with him. His love filled me up in a way that no one else's love and affection ever had. The best I could compare the feeling to was when you fall down and cry as a kid and know instinctively that your mother is the place to run for love and comfort. That is how I felt with Connor. It's no surprise then that we shared so much of our lives together. We talked about our life ambitions (mine to be a teacher and his to travel). We also shared the most intimate parts of ourselves - vulnerabilities, stories, fears, desires, dreams. Nothing was off limits. I told Connor about my sexual history and he told me about his. These stories always turned us on so that we were usually fucking before the story ended; only to finish the each story once my ass was full of his cum. Connor liked being dominant and I liked being submissive. We explored these things with each other as time passed. He started to wear leather harnesses and I became addicted to sexy jocks and underwear. He loved seeing my ass framed in a jock and I loved seeing his face when he saw my ass. Connor's desire for me in those moments was evident. We started to indulge our desires in other ways - public sex; sex in the public rooms at the bathhouse, sex in bathrooms, sex in the car, sex in alleys, sex while I was blindfolded, sex while I was tied to the bed, sex with porn, etc. We dabbled in club drugs: coke, mdma, g, and special k. We'd have sex on the drugs or a combination of the drugs; dance in the clubs while high; fuck at the bathhouse while high, etc. The drugs came and went, but as Connor and I got more serious the drugs faded in our routine. The summer between sophomore and junior years we both went home to our families. Being away from him for so long over the summer break was killing me. His parents were complaining about the phone bill because he called me so often and we spoke so long. We couldn't stand it anymore and we decided to go back to New Orleans for another sweltering summer. I told my family the next day when my aunt and uncle were over for a bbq. My aunt and uncle immediately said, "Go use the cabin for a few weeks. No one else is there this summer since we are tied up at work." That night I called Connor. We and my family decided to make it a vacation plus "meet the family" trip. Connor and I would stay at the cabin for two weeks and my family would come up for the last weekend. I was so excited to see Connor that I didn't even mind taking the bus all the way from Long Island to Cooperstown again. Connor was driving his car to the cabin. He was timing his arrival to match my bus. That way we could grab groceries and I wouldn't have to figure out my way to the cabin with my luggage. I got on the bus and could hardly contain my excitement. I hadn't jerked off in three days and during the rhythmic bus ride along the highway my mind wandered to the hot times I had at the cabin two summers prior. After the third or fourth stop; the bus driver announced that something was wrong with the bus leaving Kingston taking me to Cooperstown and we would need to travel to Albany. We could switch in Albany for a special bus which would run through Western New York. He also announced that we would be picking up a lot of extra passengers in Kingston to take them north to meet the Albany bus (clear off the seat next to you, etc). Just the mention of Albany got my dick hard. I started thinking about Steve and Lou and the bathhouse sex. I was in a trance with my hand lightly stroking my cock when we got to Kingston. I was staring out the window and felt a person drop dramatically into the seat next to me. I turned to look at my neighbor and I was entranced. This guy looked like a soccer jock, blonde hair, blue eyes, hot frame, big thighs; but it was painted over with "GAY". His hair also had streaks of purple and black, he wore earrings, very tight expensive clothing, and I could swear he had glitter residue on his skin. I said hello and as he responded his purse fell out of his mouth. He was a total queen. And a hot queen at that. As the bus began to roll out of Kingston, we fell into a good conversation. His name was Bryce. I was going to meet my boyfriend and he was escaping his asshole family. He had been caught fucking the recently graduated 18 year old star of the high school basketball team. I laughed at that. He said, "It wasn't hard to turn him out. The guy was so repressed and needed release that convincing him to get fucked was almost easier than it was to get him to give a blow job. I'd been fucking the guy for a month before his parents caught us. He had such a sweet ass." I was hard thinking about this queeny, ex soccer jock nailing the star basketball player. Bryce asked if I had any stories like that. In a hushed tone, I shared some of my past conquests. Responding in an equally subdued tone, Bryce asked if I was always a bottom. I admitted that I was. He told me more stories of guys he had "turned out." Preppy boys, closeted boys, guys with boyfriends and partners; they all gave it up their ass and turned all slutty when he got them turned on. He leaned in and said, "Guys like you. Feeling your ass wrapped around my cock would be awesome. Too bad we are on a crowded bus." I blushed and chuckled awkwardly. I said thanks and reminded him that I had a boyfriend. Bryce said, "That doesn't matter. I can see you are rock hard in those shorts." He slipped his hand between my legs and slid his hand up my thigh until it rested on my hard cock. I laughed awkwardly again and said, "Your stories are so hot. And I haven't cum in three days. I'm waiting to cum with my boyfriend, Connor." I said Connor's name to remind us both that Connor was real. Bryce removed his hand and we continued our hot conversation in hushed tones the rest of the journey to Albany. When we got to the Albany bus station, the driver told us that the bus west would be ready in about an hour. We needed to take out luggage and wait in the station. As Bryce and I got off the bus, I saw that the bus station was right near the used bookstore where Steve and I met Lou. Bryce grabbed his bag and I grabbed mine. When I turned around, I saw Bryce checking out my ass. He said, "Zach, your ass is amazing. I really want to fuck you." I got hard again. But tried to ignore his comments and rolled my eyes. I called Connor (he now had a cellphone) and let him know I was going to be late. He told me he'd wait for me. Bryce and I grabbed seats inside the station and he asked about Steve and Lou. I told him the story including the condom breaking with Lou. He reached down and grabbed his hard cock and said, "Look what you're doing to me. Did Lou cum inside you?" I nodded sheepishly. He asked if Steve wore condoms to fuck me. I said no. He leaned in as an older couple sat across from us and asked, "Were they the only two guys who fucked you that night?" I said, "No there were others." He said, "Zach, you are such a hot slut. Come with me I want to hear the rest of the story." We asked the couple to watch our bags and we made our way to a bathroom. Bryce and I leaned near each other and I told him the whole story of the Albany bathhouse: Steve; Lou and the condom; the wall with holes in it (which I now knew to be gloryholes) and the guys who fucked me through them. Bryce ran his hand along the outline of his cock. He turned to the mirror and said, "Zach, I'm so glad we met. You are totally making my leaving home today so much better." I turned to face him in the mirror and at that point someone came into the bathroom. The man used the urinal at the other wall and Bryce went up to the one urinal next to the sink where I was standing. He took out his hard cock, looked at it, looked at me in the mirror and watched me look down at his nice 8" fat cock. I was hard in my shorts and so turned on. Bryce's cock was so nice. We broke eye contact as the other guy washed his hands. As soon as he left the restroom, Bryce had his cock resting on my ass and was looking at me in the mirror. He said, "Over here." We went into a stall and I knew I was going to have sex with Bryce. I was so turned on. He got me in the stall and dropped his shorts and sat down. I grabbed his hard cock, dropped to my knees and started sucking his dick and licking the head. I was getting him wet the same way I get Connor wet. I took him into my throat and was loving it. Bryce said, "We've barely gotten in the stall and you are on your knees sucking cock. You must me very horny from all our talk." I moaned a yes from around his cock. I was sucking him really well and he was holding back his groans and moans. I thought, maybe if I just suck him off that won't be so bad. I put more effort into it. I started to feel precum in my mouth. I swallowed it down. I realized that my mouth was dripping so I stopped and took off my shirt. Bryce stroked his cock and watched me pull off my t-shirt. He said, "Stand up and turn around. Do you want me to fuck your pussy?" I turned around, dropped my shorts, stepped out of them, showing Bryce my jockstrap framed ass. I said, "Yes. Fuck me." Bryce leaned in and ate my ass. He got me just wet enough and then stood up and lined his cock up to my ass. He said, "You want my raw cock don't you?" I said, "Wait, Bryce. That's not safe. And I'd really be cheating on Connor then." Bryce said, "It feels so much better raw. Besides I don't have a condom so it's bareback or nothing. You really want to get fucked right?" I said, "Yes. You can fuck me. Just don't cum inside me, okay?" Bryce agreed and started sliding his cock inside me. After using dildos on my ass for weeks and Connor fucking me every day for months, my ass opened up fairly easily. I felt Bryce's cock in me and I lost though of everything else in the world. Bryce bottomed out inside my ass and started fucking me. I was just focused on the cock in my ass. Bryce was making noise, soft grunts, as he fucked me. My cock was rock hard and I went to jerk it as I normally would. Bryce put my hand back on the stall door and said not to jerk off. My cock was so hard and in need of attention. I bent over more so I could watch his cock slide in and out of my ass. I couldn't really see it but I caught a glimpse. I was thinking that as long as Bryce doesn't cum inside me, then I'll be fine. I started to focus again on how great his cock felt fucking me. We heard the announcement that the bus to Western New York was leaving in 10 minutes. It caught us by surprise. Next thing I know, Bryce is saying, "Oh fuck. I'm gonna cum." I didn't move to get off his cock because I usually take Connor's load when he says that. What happened next surprised me more than the fact that I didn't try to get off his cock. Bryce said, "You want my load, don't you?" As routine ever since dating Justin, I said, "Do it. Cum in my ass." Bryce slammed into me 2 more times, jammed his cock into my hole and exploded. Bryce and I silently cleaned up. When we were washing our hands, he looked at me and said, "Turning out boys is so much fun. You liked it didn't you?" I admitted that I did. Bryce and I didn't sit next to each other on the rest of the trip because once on the bus there were no open seats together. I saw him when I passed him on my way to the bus bathroom. I sat on the toilet and let his cum slip from my ass. Hopefully, Connor wouldn't notice. I realized then that Bryce hadn't let me cum. He had made me save my load for Connor. That was pretty cool. I smiled wryly to myself in the mirror. The last time I saw Bryce was when I got off the bus in Cooperstown. Connor and I were holding hands walking to his car and I noticed Bryce as the bus pulled away from the curb. He smiled at me.

I went over to the house of my co-worker Danny. He had invited me to watch a show that we both enjoy. Almost as soon as I got there Danny, his boyfriend Mark, and I started drinking and laughing. We watched the show then headed out back to their hot tub. The three of us stripped down and got into the water, and not surprisingly our conversation quickly turned to sex and things we had done, wanted to do, would never do etc. Danny and Mark have been together for several years and have always been monogamous but had recently talked about opening things up but so far had not. Danny got up to get us some more drinks and Mark slid closer to me, quietly saying "Danny has a bad jealousy streak and that’s why we haven't had a three way, but we both like you, so are you interested?" Before I could formulate a reply he leaned in and kissed me for a minute then slid back over as Danny came back out with more drinks. A few more drinks and a few more stories and then Mark said he needed to cool off for a minute and sat on the side of the hot tub. His semi hard cock and balls suddenly at eye level which was very hot. But what was hotter was that he was shaved smooth and the bio-hazard tattoo he had above his cock and a bit over to the left. I slid closer and leaned in and rubbed the tattoo asking "How long have you been poz?" "About 21 years," he casually replied. As I rubbed the tattoo he flexed his cock which made it jerk in front of me. He stroked it a few times as I looked back at my co-worker Danny, lust very evident in his expression. Danny then moved over and joined us, stroking Mark's cock to full erection as we kissed. "Are you okay with playing with Mark, given he's poz?" Danny asked. "Absolutely," I replied. With that Danny pushed my head down onto Mark's cock, which, while it hadn't grown much longer, was damn thick. Danny and I took turns sucking Mark and then Danny said he wanted to suck us both so I stood up and he was like a kid in a candy store with 2 cocks to play with. He was going back and forth licking and sucking us as we kissed and told him how good he was doing. We dried off and went inside. Mark got on the bed and I crawled between his legs and sucked his thick, fat, poz cock some more. That bio-hazard tat right there making me crazy for that cock. Danny was behind me rimming my hole and sucking my cock. I was so focused on that poz cock I didn’t realize Danny had stopped until I felt the head of his cock pushing in my hole. He kept up steady pressure and sank all the way in and started fucking deep and hard. Mark got on his knees still feeding me his cock and leaned over me to kiss his boyfriend. Danny’s cock was average thickness but pretty fucking long and was hitting all the good spots inside me. He pulled out saying he didn’t want to cum yet and that he wanted to see Mark fuck me. Mark quickly got behind me and before I knew it he was forcing that thick, fat, poz cock into me. The whole scene was hot but knowing I had a bare poz cock fucking my hole while his boyfriend, my coworker, watched was a huge turn on. Danny crawled underneath me and we got into a 69 while Mark continued to use my ass. Danny could watch, close up, as his boyfriend fucked me and he would say things like “fuck him baby”, and “it’s so hot watching you take that poz cock.” They really got into poz talk while we were fucking and it was turning me on more and more. Mark would pull all the way out of me and slide his cock into Danny’s mouth and then back balls deep into me. Mark kept telling me to “take his poz cock” and that he was “going to breed my neg hole with his poz cum” all while fucking me harder and harder. Soon I was desperate for their loads and sucked Danny harder and soon had his cock shooting in my mouth and then he watched as his boyfriend pounded his poz load into my ass. I could feel his thick cock jerking deep inside as he unloaded that poz load into me. As we untangled they kissed as I licked Mark’s cock clean and I heard Mark ask Danny if he had enjoyed the experience, adding "I found it really hot watching you poz him up.” Fuck yeah, I could not agree more. We have played many times since that first time and we have all fucked each other but no matter what we do Mark always makes sure to shoot his poz load into me. In addition, Mark's bio-hazard tattoo is still a major turn on for me, and Danny and I have also become closer at work. More stories for another time if you want them.

I may not have enough time to pull out if I'm about to cum in his ass! So why not enjoy HOT cum balls deep?! Unless he wants to suck you completely dry as you cum in his mouth. Just a few thoughts. Read1

I got a text the other day from a couple I used to fool around with a few years ago. They are a black couple, one in his late 60’s and the other just turned 40 who had moved out of town but were now back visiting family. The older guy has what can only be described as a HUGE cock. He has a penile implant and when he activates it his cock gets rock hard and stays that way even after he shoots. They were staying at a local hotel and wanted to know if I would be interested in getting together. Of course! We made plans and a few hours later I was knocking on their door. The younger of the couple opened the door and as he closed it he pushed me up against it and started kissing and rubbing against me. No hello, just right to it. I completely approve. He told me his partner was not back yet but would be there anytime. I asked if we should wait for him and he said no and dropped to his knees and unbuckled my pants and pulled them down freeing my cock which he started licking and sucking. I love a guy who really enjoys sucking and this guy absolutely knew what he was doing. I pulled my shirt off and kicked out of my pants and got on the bed all the while he never let go of my cock. We got into a 69 position and were really getting into it when he partner came back. He quickly got undressed and sat on the side of the bed telling us what he wanted us to do for him. He got between us and told us he wanted us both to suck him. His cock is huge and both of us got to work on it. Soon he told me he wanted to watch me fuck his boy. He had him get on his back and place his legs around my waist and then he lined my cock up to his boys hole and guided me into him. I leaned forward kissing as I was fucking my cock into him and then felt the older guy licking my ass. He pulled my cheeks apart and really worked his tongue in me then would lick my cock as it fucked in and out of his boy. He stood up rubbing his cock against my hole and without another word slid the fat head into me. It was that good stretch. Hurts some but you just know it is going to be worth it. He teased my hole with the head of his cock for a bit then slid further and further in until I had all of his cock in me. I was balls deep in one guy and had his partner buried all the way in me at the same time and it felt amazing. It took a bit to get the rhythm worked out but soon he was fucking my cock deeper into his partner every time he pushed into me. We switched places a few times. The older guy only topped but the younger guy and I are vers, so we took turns fucking each other and each of us took the older guy's big cock. Eventually the younger guy shot his load as I fucked mine into his ass. Then his partner got behind me and rammed his cock into me. Not gentle at all and fucked hard and fast until he blasted his load in me. Because of the penile implant he stayed hard and slowly fucked me as I kissed his partner. I felt that cock and those fucks for a few days afterwards and loved it.

This was salvaged from Bugshare.net, the 'Strictly Stories' section. ****************************************************** My 18 year cousin Joey came to the city from some small town to stay with us for the summer. Yeah, I kinda knew he was gay for a while before I asked him, just from the way I saw him checking out guys when he thought nobody was watching. Nobody else noticed- I saw it though. Rudy, an older neighbor, a real sleaze, especially caught his attention. Rudy is older, about 55, drop dead sexy,a real daddy type. And a big time leather top- I've seen him in action time and time again at the baths. Barebacking is his thing, especially with the newbies who somehow wander into the baths out of curiosity. They always end up leaving with more than they bargained for- Rudy is as POZ as he is hot. He and I are pretty good friends,the two gay guys in the neighborhood. We often go out to the clubs and to the baths afterwards. He tells me hot stories of his exploits. I decided to invite Joey to come out with us one night. When I asked Rudy if it would be okay if Joey came out with us his face lit up like a Christmas tree. Joey didn't stand a chance. Rudy had seen him just yesterday in his tight jean shorts when we were washing the car and said his dick went immediately hard. Poz tops can be very determined to get what they want and almost always do. Very aggressive. The thrill of turning my naive cousin out was too exciting to resist. When I invited him and said Rudy was coming, he said,"You mean that dude next door? That hot guy? Hell yeah. I want to come!" He thought he knew it all. Like he was so mature or something. Excellent. I immediately ran down the mental checklist of things I'd needed to bring: jockstrap, check; poppers, check; blindfold, check. Booty bump, call Rico and arrange to pick one up later, as well as a joint sprinkled with tina. By the way, the blindfold is Rudy's specialty. So it looked like everything was in order and we'd have everything we'd need for the adventure on Friday. You should have seen Joey when Rudy got in the car with us Friday night. He was a little disappointed that we weren't going dancing like we had planned, but just going out "to a club" instead. The sooner we get there, the more pozzing we could do, Rudy wisely pointed out. We had already had drinks at the house- a rare treat for Joey. He was on his way. "Here, take a puff of this, Joey," Rudy said as he smiled that handsome smile and passed the laced joint to my cousin. Joey was so much in awe of the sexy older man and got so instantly high when the tina in the joint hit him like a freight train, he didn't even notice that he was the only one smoking. I smiled over to Rudy and passed him a small plastic bag containing a travel size jar of vaseline and two booty bumps. (Rico is good to his repeat clientele.) Joey was flying pretty high and barely noticed Rudy pulling down his underwear enough in his jeans to lube up his tight asshole and insert one and then another pleasure ball. Joey didn't even know where he was. Luckily we were already in the parking lot of the baths and the staff were all my friends - I did work here for six years, after all, and even after I quit I became a regular guest. My friend Brian at the door just shook his head and smiled as we helped Joey in. "At it again, eh? Take number 11- It's still kind of quiet, it's early." We wasted no time stripping Joey down and putting the jock stap on him. Such a beautiful butt, accented perfectly with the tight strap. Next, Rudy had the honor of putting the blindfold on him- Joey was so out of it, he thought it was some cool game. Rudy, meanwhile, lubed up his eight inch dick, rock hard from the viagra he takes before hitting the baths, and I held the poppers steadily under Joey's nose, closing one nostil, then the other, hearing him groan loudly and then actually yell as the big dickhead speared his tight boy pussy. "Yell all you want, Joey. You're at a bath house. You're probably turning someone on." And he was. The guy at the open door stroking his dripping dick said, "I get him next." I knew that guy. He was one of those lanky HIV+ sleazes who frequent this place. "He's all yours, man," I said with an approving nod. Joey was working his hips up and down the best he could to meet the butt fucking Rudy mercilessly plowed into him. He was so high on the tina, so horny, all that mattered was getting fucked. His dick, limp but dripping precum, let me know it overtook his body. He was just a sex pig awaiting his breeding like all the other sexpig bottoms in the bathhouse. And then, squirt after squirt of POZ cum erupted from the tip of Rudy's giant dick in the boy's asshole and I bent down to whisper in his ear, "Good boy. You're taking it like a champ! I'm proud of you!" His cumhole was so wet and dripping poz juice. It was a beautiful sight. It was the icing on the cake when I whispered my further instructions and the blindfolded Joey complied, yelling, "THANK YOU! THANK YOU FOR YOUR GIFT,SIR!!" The guy at the door laughed at the pathetically high performance and moved closer to assume his place at the kid's ass. By the time the club really got into full swing, Joey started crying from all the dick he was getting. His butt was red and sore looking. Poor guy. Still, he set something of a record lying there in a pool of strangers' cum, wearing his enticing tight jockstrap. I counted 34 'donors'. After each insemination Joey repeated "Thank you. Thank you." He was transformed into a cum pig, thanking every possibly poz fucker for his gift. I can hardly wait for the day when all three of us take another ride together, but this time to an HIV clinic and Joey gets some very important test results. I won't be able to mask my delight when he converts. Rudy says he'll take him into the bathroom right there at the clinic and fuck him bareback when he is confirmed positive. And then he wants to take him directly to the tattoo parlour owned by his buddy so Joey can get a nice biohazard tattoo on his butt. I doubt it will take too long, judging from all the loads he took that night.

A lot of times if I go to a sauna, at one point I’ll go into the glory hole section with my ass lubed and press it up against the hole and wait. There are almost never any takers, although once or twice someone might fuck me for a couple of minutes and then leave, or the guy will try to push my ass away to reach through the hole to grab my cock, which means I will just leave. My experiences with glory holes may simply be bad luck, or maybe I don't quite know how they work, but in any event I’ve never had my ass properly bred through a glory hole, although I've long wanted to. One of the very very few times I’ve topped was through a glory hole and I unloaded in the guy's ass, but I’ve never had it the other way, the way I really want. Until Saturday. The towel was on over the door, and the cubicle next to his was empty, so I walked in, making sure I was careful to leave the door open - it’s fun to let people watch. My ass was nicely lubed with a previous cumshot and I press it up against the hole, and waited. I felt fingers inside me, then his cock, long and slow as he entered me. It’s an interesting experience for me: all I know of him is the feel of his cock starting to fuck inside me, and the sounds he’s making from the other side of the wall. No hands on my body, no words, no gazing into his face. A purely deconstructed fuck. And it felt really good! He had the perfect size cock for my ass, thrusting hard enough to trip my body orgasms but without causing any pain. Niiiice! Some guy has stopped by the open door to watch, and I was making a lot of noise as the guy behind the wall starts to get deep into thrusting in a good rhythm. I pressed my ass hard against the wall and could sense he was doing the same, pressing his hips into the wall to achieve the maximum depth as each of us reached a crescendo. As I was aware the top was getting close, I stared into the eyes of the guy who was watching and shouted loudly “Oh yeah, cum in me!” I found myself repeating the words "Cum in me, cum in me" over and over as I really didn’t have much control. I could already feel the body shivers and orgasmic ripples that accompany a good fuck session and my legs are shaking a bit from pressing my ass against the wall - but no matter. It felt so fuckin' good. Then, simultaneously, I felt a warm rush inside my ass. Yessss! Just as from the other side of the wall I heard a breathless “Mmmmmm!” and “uhhhh!” It was so interesting just to feel the cumshot and hear the sound but nothing else. I pushed my ass hard against the wall, taking the guy as deeply as possible. He kept fucking for a bit longer and then pulled out. He was about to leave his cubicle when, in a split-second, I realised I didn't want to know anything about this man, so I quickly shut the door and looked away. Weirdly, it felt as if I was hiding. Clearly I wasn't ashamed as I was happy to let the other guy watch, but I wanted to preserve the absolute anonymity of the encounter. I heard his door open, and he was gone. I have no idea who he was, how old he was, if he was fit or not. Nothing. But I had was his cumshot in my ass, a flying jizzjoy which left me rock hard and smiling, and the memories of the sounds he made. Perfect.

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

Long hair Ginger poz GWM. Love porn and kissing.

Took 61 hot loads over the 3 day weekend at MAL in Washington, DC. Mostly were anonymous. Dark room, door unlocked, ass up in a jock and blindfolded. A couple of the guys had some PA's that felt great. Everytime I heard the door start to open, my dick got hard wondering who was coming in to breed me. Very hot weekend.

So I've been reading through these stories and have decided to tell some true stories about my experience as a swinger, married to a very slutty girl, and the parties we used to go to. All of this happened in Vancouver, British Columbia and Seattle Washington, some of it in swing clubs, some of it in private homes, and some in our own apt In Gastown. Names have been changed to prevent anyone from figuring out who we are, but every single word is the absolute truth. My wife divorced me three years ago after she found out I was exploring my gay side behind her back. Ironically, she would have been okay with it if I had been honest with her, but there were also other stresses in the marriage, none of them to do with sex, which was always great. She's a tall girl, 6'2" (I'm almost 6'5"), and she's also quite slim. Think volleyball girl with curly black hair and you're on the right track. Perfect A cup itty bitty tittys and a tight little ass with a flat belly and broad shoulders. She's kept her looks and her fitness as well, which I know because we still meet up once in a while for dinner and a booty call. Currently she's dating a girl, and I am hoping for a threesome. She's the epitome of milf now, her ass has spread a little over the years, but she's still a fucking amazon slut. We met when she was 26 and I was 30, this was a good 15 years ago. I had put a personal ad up on one of the early internet dating sites. She responded, largely because I was one of the few guys on the site taller than her, and we went on a pretty awful date in which I was awkward, she was shy, and it didn't seem like we had any future. But I guess both of us were bored, so we went out again, and at the end of the night she asked if I wanted to come in and fool around. I was a little surprised because I hadn't gotten any vibes from her at all, but I wasn't going to say no, so up we went to her apartment. she walked in, flipped on the lights, kicked off her shoes and dropped to her knees. I hadn't even closed the door behind me, and there she was looking up at me and smiling... I kicked the door closed, and unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my fly. She leaned forward, and sank her mouth down my already hard cock to the base in one motion. I'm long, at an honest 7", and about 2.5" thick, with a big head and she was the first person ever to take me balls deep. She gulped at my cock, making her throat gag onto my cock, and when Tried to pull back a little, she grabbed my asscheeks and kept me all the way in. She made the most filthy noises, all the while grinding her face into my belly and her throat was flexing and milking at me. Suddenly she gagged hard and came off my cock, looking up at me and grinning. Tears were already running down her face, and her makeup was smeared. "I figured you had a big one," she said, in a slightly raspy voice, "but I wasn't expecting it so thick". She started sucking again, grabbing my asscheeks and encouraging me to thrust into her mouth. I got rougher and rougher, trying to see if I could push her too far, but I was in serious danger of cumming. I stopped. "Why did you stop?" she gasped, and her face was a slippery mess with drool soaking into her blouse. "I was about to cum". She laughed, and said "Good... I swallow" and leaned forward and opened her mouth. That was all I needed. I grabbed her by the hair and began to fuck her mouth in long slow strokes, making sure to leave it parked in that amazingly active throat at the bottom of each thrust until she was struggling to breathe. I could feel my load building up, that tight feeling that foretold an epic orgasm. I started talking "mmm take that fucking cock you little slut, take it fucking deep and swallow my load!" she was talking back with her mouth full of cock, something that has always turned me on and I twisted my hands in her hair and shot in her mouth. I felt her choke and gag on my cum, and I felt her throw up a little as well, bt she kept sucking and swallowing. Draining every drop into her belly and keeping my cock in her sloppy face as my orgasm subsided. She looked up at me with her mouth stretched around my still hard cock and slowly pulled back. "My turn?", she said? We spent the next couple of hours fucking and sucking, never any mention of condoms and her cunt got two more loads, and then I went home. When I got there, a message was waiting on my machine thanking me for the night, and setting up the next date, where we would be skipping the movie. I have a bunch of stories I can tell. First time we did an MFM threesome, first time she did MDMA and got gang banged, first strangers cum, the four girls on me for my birthday present... Why don't you pick one and I will tell that one next. Or ask questions.

I will be in Chicago 02/03/17! It will be my last Steam Works bathhouse visit before my birthday! Nice tight kinda hairy hole (could shave it). All loads taken! Poz friendly! I love anon/gloryhole action!

I went down South to find a black dude who told me he organizes monthly conversion parties. I agreed up front to reimburse him for his troubles. He instructed me to meet him at his business warehouse the following day at 7:30. He also mentioned I would not be the only neg bottom there. When I showed up at the warehouse in a God forsaken neighborhood I wasn't sure if I was going to proceed, and was in the act of turning around to make my departure when I saw a young black stud coming toward me. "Where you goin'?" he asked. "Home." "Why?" he asked, and as he stepped closer to continued saying "You should go right in. Not only will the guys like you, you'll have a good time and you won't regret it, 'specially 'cause we never get enough white guys to go around!" As he spoke, he slid his hand up the ass panel of my rather loose shorts and slid his finger up inside my hole, adding, "By the way, my name is Terick." Well, Terick's powers of persuasion were enough to convince me to turn around and enter the warehouse. When Terick and I got to the door we were immediately buzzed in. The interior of the warehouse was generally dark, smelly and dirty. A group of lockers (with no locks) were grouped against the wall. "Go ahead, strip down," Terick instructed, waiting for me to comply, and as I did, he through my clothing into locker no. 31. Then he also stripped down. His big cock was already rising. "You poz?" I asked, and he nodded 'yes', but when I bent over to taste his pole, he withdrew slightly, and gestured for me to follow him. Passing through another doorway, we entered a more brightly illuminated area where I saw about thirty naked men, most of whom were black, and several of whom cat-called 'White Meat'. I was overwhelmed, but I stumbled into the room and ended-up in a line that read "Neg Bottoms Only." There were about ten bottoms, two of us, white. An older black dude who was standing at the front of the line went down the line of bottoms, a Sharpie in his right hand whereas his left hand was clearly (and liberally) coated with Vaseline. He stuck his fingers in the first guy's ass, then wrote a T on the guy's ass cheek, going down the line doing this to everyone, but the ass of some bottoms he wrote an S and on others a T. He got to the white guy in front of me, buried his fingers into the guy's ass and smiled, writing an S on the guy's ass. Then he got to me, finger-fucked me and wrote a T on my ass. I asked "What's that for?" "Tight or sloppy. So you get the right-sized butt plug after you take some dirty seed," he explained with a laugh, adding, however, "To be honest, most white guys are an S by the time they leave." I was scared and ready to bolt, but in looking at the guys in the Poz Top line, I saw so many enticing cocks, my libido won-out. We went a little further in to a cement-walled shower in which there was a stainless steel douche mounted in the wall. The several guys bolted rather than go through with it, but five guys, including me, douched themselves. Truth be known, I had douched before I left the house, so had no qualms douching again. When I in front of the line, I told the thug I had douched earlier, but he must have taken some pleasure in administering douches because he literally pushed me on to the nozzle and blasted the water, which was fucking cold as hell. Now, the shock of icy cold water pouring into my ass got me thinking 'I'm out of here', but before I could act, I saw the next step in the process, and was intrigued. A big ugly black dude with big fucking lips, (I love to kiss black dudes with big lips) was seated on folding chair with a small tooth brush. The black guy was apparently tasked with roughing-up the asses of the bottoms, because he was using a tooth brush to abrade the bottoms' holes. We lost two more guys, including the only other white guy. I was last in line so when I bent over and the guy pushed the tooth brush up inside my ass, it was caked with the scum from the other guys' asses. Steeling myself, I bent over and felt him brush me but he kept going and wouldn't pull it out for a long time, saying "You're the only white meat left. You will be convert today in one session - for sure." Now I admit I was a bug chaser and I wanted to convert, but now was having second thoughts about subjecting myself to the tops at this gathering. The black dude Terick came over to me after my hole was brushed and led me up to a plywood partition with a sling. He told me to lay back into the sling and he handcuffed my arms to the chains, asking if I wanted the hood? "Fuck no! I want to see who is pozzing me." Terick laughed saying "You're going to wish you had the hood when your done, Daddy. My buddies are going to gut your white hole tonight. These brothers love white meat!" I was both scared and excited. Terick came back and asked me "Do you need anything before I open your booth to the Poz Tops?" "No, where are all Poz cocks?" Laughing, he replied "Yeah, that's what you paid for!" Terick opened the door and the black dudes swarmed into the little cube. They were all hung. One guy stuffed his dick down my throat and I started sucking. I was distracted but then felt a big cock push up inside me. I pulled the dick out of my mouth and asked "You fucking me raw?" "Fuck yeah. No rubbers at a conversion party." "No, I'm done. I want out." I wanted so bad to take poz loads and yet I was chickening-out. "I want out!" The mean ass black dude came over to me and asked "What the fuck are you was doing?" "Quitting," I answered. He grabbed my hair and shook his fist in my face and menacingly snarled "You are the only white meat I got. You ain't going anywhere. You wanted to be converted, and that's what you'll get." Thinking quickly I said "I have to go take a dump." He replied "Well, take it it right here 'cause you not getting unlocked 'till all these guys who want some neg white ass get some." The big dude started pumping my hole again as another guy shoved his cock down my throat. Tears flowed, and the mucus in my throat slopped-out as I was raped. After a few minutes of hard mouth-fucking, the cock in throat blew. "Here comes some dirty HIV seed you wanted. Now, don't waste a drop, mother fucker!" I didn't. I sucked it all down. The big black thug in my ass was starting to burn up inside my raw white asshole. I knew he was leaking precum. "You poz?" I asked. "Fuck yeah, Daddy, and you won't need anymore loads than this to convert." "Please man, I changed my mind. Don't cum inside me!" "Fuck you, Daddy. I paid money to fuck a negative ass and you're getting charged-up real good." Just then he flooded my insides with dirty jizz. He pulled his cock out slowly and another dude went up in me. Not a single drop of the dirty jizz inside my white hole was wasted. The thug came over and wrung the rest of the cum out of his big black cock. "Lick it off. Taste this dirty man seed, mother fucker." It was over. I was sure I couldn't back at this point. My ass was full of millions of poz pollywogs working till there death to convert my hole to poz status. I licked the cum dripping from his cock as he forced me to tongue wash his black dick. Succumbing to the situation, I felt in my heart I had been pozzed. Reasoning it was too late to try to stop the process, I relaxed and gave myself to the other nineteen loads of poz jizz which exploded inside my ass. Afterwards the dude who organized the party approached me just before I left the warehouse, and commented "You sure got what you paid for. I'll see you back here in a month or so to get a special toxic tattoo above your asshole. It's my trademark for pozzing you." Yes! This was a real event, not a story.

Man, you gotta feel that delicious cum oozing out of your freshly fucked hole to be a real barebacker.......but once you enjoy that....you will never want it any other way.

I always say that if you need drugs to do it, you're not ready to do it. after you take the third or fourth load, you'll know. a regular bottom will have had enough. a cumslut will feel that the fun has barely begun. don't expect too much of yourself, though. a full night in the sling taking loads from any and all is a hot fantasy and a lofty goal, but if you've only been fucked twice you might not be able to take it. my advice? in the days and nights leading up to it, spend as much time getting acquainted with your hole as you can. lots and lots of lube. one finger, two fingers, three fingers, four (two from each hand is the best way to teach your ring to stretch, in my opinion). toys. vegetables. the increasingly larger cocks of good friends. whatever you can get in without pain, introduce it to your anus. and don't forget to relax. it's supposed to be fun. at the event itself, perhaps provide a sharpie marker so your tops can leave a message or you can keep track of your count. my own bathhouse philosophy is that when I'm there, I have sex with anyone who asks or offers. and I like having a friend there so we can check in on each other. might not be a bad idea for you to do the same. and don't forget, no matter what your fantasy is, you're free to say no or stop at any time.

Oh wow I just looked back and am way out of date on a few stories to share. The first one is a guy I posted about back in December who was a first-time flip-fuck condom-nazi. I don't know how long its going to be before he wants bare all the time, but this past week was a good start in that direction. He hit me up last weekend and our schedules didn't work out at first. Sunday night I was getting really horny and wanted some BB cock, but he messaged me and I wasn't getting any serious interest from others. He was out drinking with some friends, and we agreed he'd stop at my place when he was on the way home. When he got here the same condom dance questions were asked, yes I can play safe etc. I had a couple condoms out and at least one I thought had been prepped. We make out a bit, he suits up and slides in me. This boy is an incredible fuck, nice long fat uncut latin cock and he knows how to use it too. I never felt any pop or anything, and I did a few random condom checks. After about 15-20 minutes of him fucking me his cock pops out my ass and I reach back to grab it and guide it back into my ass and I grab onto 100% raw, bare cock! The condom is bunched at the base, I'm not sure if he hasn't noticed (he was drinking) or what so I push him back in me and enjoy. He fucks me a while longer and then pulls out again and takes the condom off because he wants a break. Never says anything about the condom. Sadly the BB journey with him that night ends there. Will have to keep on working.

After that time at work Danny and I didn’t work the same shift for a few days. The three of us would talk on the phone or text but we didn’t get a chance to get together. They both told me that after the 3way with me that the sex between them had intensified and that they couldn’t keep their hands off each other. We all three wanted a repeat though and had agreed to meet up that weekend. In the mean time we would video chat and jack off for each other and once they set it up so that I could watch them fuck. Hearing them both say how they wanted my ass loaded up with Mark’s poz cock and cum kept me rock hard no matter how much I jacked off. I was barely in the door at their place that weekend when Mark had me pressed against the door kissing me like he meant business. Danny was on the couch watching us kiss, grope and grind against each other and when I looked over at him rubbing his crotch I just smiled. Soon we headed to their bedroom and Danny and I dropped to our knees and both worked over Mark’s big, fat cock. Each licking up a side and kissing over that fat head of his cock. We did this until Mark said he needed to fuck some hole. Danny and I both got on our hands and knees next to each other as Mark started licking and tonguing both of our holes. He was licking one and fingering the other getting us both ready for his big cock. I felt him stand and saw him line his cock up with his boyfriend’s hole. I turned my head and kissed Danny as Mark slid into him and started fucking him. I continued kissing Danny and soon felt Mark push the head of his cock into me. Fucking his boyfriend had gotten him warmed up and he was ready to fuck and he rammed into me with one deep thrust. My ass gripped his cock and I gasped as he started a rhythm of deep thrusts with his hips slapping my ass on each stroke. It was almost too much and my vision got blurry for a second but soon I was relaxing and accepting the pounding he was giving me. Mark alternated fucking each of us. Giving each of us several strokes and then pulling out and sinking into the other. The harder he used our holes the dirtier the poz talk got. He was saying how he loved that the both of us wanted his poz cock and how he loved breeding neg hole and how he hoped his poz load would convert me. How he wanted to own that part of me forever. All the while his thrusts got harder and his hands were pulling my hips back onto his cock forcing him deeper into me. I was begging for his load saying I would do anything but I needed that poz load, I needed him to convert me while Danny was urging him to load my neg hole up. Soon I felt him tense as his cock throbbed in my hole and I felt his load shooting deep into me. I leaned over and kissed Danny as Mark slowed his fucking and finally pulled out. He told Danny he wanted to watch him fuck his load into me and push his poz load deeper into me. Danny’s cock is longer but not as thick so the sensation was amazing. My whole body was tingling and Danny just started pounding away and soon gave me his load too. When Danny pulled out Mark pulled him into a kiss and pointed to his ass and raised his eyebrows asking if I wanted his boyfriends’ ass. I lined up sank in balls deep fucking my coworker quick and hard until I was depositing my load into him. When Danny got up to shower Mark and I kissed and touched and as I rubbed his biohazard tattoo he told me he wanted some time with me all to himself soon. That he wanted to learn every inch of my body and he wanted to swap as many loads with me as we could manage. He said that he could be rougher with me than he could with Danny and that he really liked that. We agreed to make that happen soon and then got up and headed into the shower with Danny.

Yeah, I wish more gay porn was like straight porn: i.e. in straight porn, often the guys don't pull out, they shoot their load internally THEN pull out and then the woman pushes it out of her cunt. Totally hot. BB gay porn should take a page outta that book.

I'm generally not satisfied with any sexual encounter unless I get his load in my hole. Hottest is when they don't even ask, or tell you when they cum. Some guys ask or let you know when they're going to come, but I love it when a real fucker just cums inside, as deep as he can, cause he knows he doesn't need to ask permission...

So last night I rented a hotel room at the Chelsea Cloisters, Sloane Street London. I put a party add on BBRT and got 20 replies. Knowing not all would show up I put stuff on SQUIRT GRINDR and Nasty Kininky Pigs. The weather was really bad here in London and those that said they were coming didn't. Only two turned up. One guy was a quick get in fuck dump his load and left. The other stayed 5 hours and fuck my arse is sore. I never do drugs but have wanted try for sometime so last night I did. T M G K. Boy what a rush. Dildoes , fisting fucking but it all came to a very abrupt end wher I'd been given to much of one of those drugs and I became real ill. I enjoyed the sex but not the drugs. In future in sticking to my good old poppers. Lesson learned.

Got piss fucked for the first time by a pig fuck buddy of mine earlier this week (it was my birthday) - luved it...I am now a real fan!!! It was followed by me then drinking from the tap and getting a piss shower all over my back. Piss pig in training...oink, oink!!

I have frequently done it to girls, but never to a man. I'm mostly a bottom with men, and very much a dominant top with women. The last time, I was partying with a young craigslist girl we did some lines of e, and then I stealth fucked another 100mg of MDMA into her asshole on the end of my cock. Once she was rushing on that, I took off the condom and emptied my bladder into her and then held her in my arms with my cock still in her, and fingered her clit and cunt to repeated orgasms. The way she clamped down on my cock each time got me hard again, and I dumped a load of cum in there too. My chemmed up piss got her even higher, so high she started shivering which was like magic on my cock. Once her rush was over, we spent the next few hours doing the piggiest things, including going on craigslist and having a random black guy come over and fuck her. all the while with my piss in her. It's good to be daddy to a dirty little girl

In my experience i must say the GB are indescribable, a mix of emotions, feelings, dares, luxurious and dirty actions. True one must be prepared no matter if u are top, bottom or versatile guy because many times can happen , things that can blow for mind and body out. Besides the situation of converting in poz and the wild brutal actions one must handle, GB bareback can literally change ones life. I knows guys that became addict to it totally they don't want anything else, others learn the pleasure of fist fucking and the most interesting situation is those started their sexual life experience as mostly or 100% TOPS after a few GB sections were transformed in total sub slut cumpdumps. Oh one cannot exclude the one and experiences of straight guys that were converted in gay guys after their first sex experience and it being bareback GB

CHAPTER 7: The Sex Party - Part 3 I see Trevor turn around as he’s walking off, he leans down whispering in my ear, “I can usually spunk more than once mate, if you want it in just a bit”, looking directly at him I nod, he kisses me and then he’s gone. As much as I want to stay here and take more loads while watching Mike, I’m feeling adventurous, I want to get a sense of everyone that’s here. I make my way around the room checking out every cock I see. I see the host, a dude with a huge cock, several others before running into Mark again, “That was such a hot fuck”, he leers at me, “Yeah it was”, he touches my ass … “I need more”. “Let me come back in a bit”, he nods, and I keep moving to see who and what else is here. Our host did a great job with the party list, there are a good variety of ages and body types – the pig inside me wants every cock I see. I guess Mark can cum more than once, I wonder if the host can, I need to thank him properly. After several minutes of ogling and touching cocks, and noticing red wrist bands everywhere, I realize I haven’t seen one white one. There are no HIV-negative men at this party, except maybe us bottoms. Then it occurs to me, “Maybe the host didn’t approve any – maybe this party is as much about HIV-positive men sharing their HIV as it is about HIV-negative bottoms being infected”. I wonder if any of the bottoms tonight will be negative when we leave. These dark thoughts make my cock tingle in its cage. I finally make my way around to another one of the beds and find Alec, the cute 19yo that showed up near the end of the introduction, and there’s a big line of red wrist bands waiting to plow his hole. I wonder how many of the red bracelets he’s already collected. I glance over to another bed just near him and see Steve’s caged cock bouncing around as he rides a hot bearded guy wearing a policeman’s hat. These sights and smells are overwhelming … this much fucking makes my trapped cock hurt that much more. All the guys seem to be in their zone though, either fucking an ass or touching and feeling, waiting to fuck an ass. “FUCK standing around … I need another poz cock in this ass”, I mumble as I watch Alec getting fucked, the other tops encouraging the top to infect him. I move to the other side of Alec’s bed, cruising more than one of the waiting tops. It doesn’t take too much of me feeling him up for him to want in my hole; we assume our roles. I bend over onto the bed, facing Alec. He looks up at me, his eyes glazed over and a look of lust on his face, and our faces close enough to know exact what’s going on with the other. “Ohhhhhh fuck … ohhhhh fuck .. yea … yea”, he starts moaning in my ear, “I’m … I’m takin’ poz cock dude”, I moan, “me too … me too”, as the top behind me enters my cum-lubed fuck hole. “Fuck yea!”, I can hear him moaning. “Gonna take another poz load … took 2 so far”, I can’t believe I’m saying this to Alec, “Already took 6, I think”. “Fuck… fuck… fuck me! I’ve got … ahhhhhhhhhhh…. Ahhhhhhhh… oh fuck, ohhhhhh god that’s so good”, he says. I feel like I’m behind, and I’m determined to catch up. “Fuck yea dude … take that poz dick, AHHHHHHHHHH”, I moan right into Alec’s adorable face, “Fuck … FUCK ME!”, I feel the top penetrating me and the sweat on his balls touching my ass, “Fuck! I gotta catch up dude … I need another poz load”. We aren’t looking directly at each other, but I can hear his moans and I can feel his breathe, "Please. Oh yeah man, fuck … oh fuck, dump another poz load in there," he moans, he’s completely lost in the moment. It’s then that I realize Alec and I aren’t any different. I can feel Alec’s breathe, he can feel my breathe, and we’ve accepted the fact that we’re both likely to be HIV+ from tonight’s sex. I’m encouraging his top to infect him, and he’s doing the same for me. "You want this load fucker?", the top riding Alec asks. Maybe the guy hasn’t heard us, "You want this?!". Alec is nodding and blurting out the words, “YES! … YES! … FUCK YES! FUCKING GIVE IT TO ME!”, he nearly shouts in my face with strong, heavy breathes. Not to be left out, I shout, “Fuck that’s so hot … FUCK MY ASS MAN! FUCKING BREED ME!”. “I want that fucking poz cum man ... Do it!", Alec shouts again. I’m fairly certain the inner pig is in control of each of us right now. The cock cage binding me is hurting so I try to focus on my top’s bare cock. It occurs to me, that right now, my whole world is centered on my ass and the only thing the filthy, dark, sex-fueled part of me intends to do is leave this party infected with someone’s strain of HIV. "Right on, boy. Uhhhhh…. Uhhhh…. You’re about to get another load." The dude fucking Alec is relentless and I know he’s just moments from delivering another load of poz spunk into that ass. "You're gonna get … ohhhhhhh …. Ohhhhhhh fuck …. FUCK!", and in the space of just few those seconds Alec’s top goes from rhythmic anal masturbation to holding him tight against his crotch as his toxic dick injects a load of infected sperm. Down another load, compared to Alec, just like that. "FUCK! FUCK!”, my cock hurts, “Fuck me. C’mon … Fucking breed my ass!", I yell. Watching another bottom this close to me, taking a violent orgasm deep, is more erotic than I ever imagined it can be. Alec’s looking at me, smiling, kissing me and using his tongue to lick some of the sweat off of my face. But his face changes and his eyes roll back in his head as the next top moves in and another red wrist band wearer’s cock disappears into Alec’s body. I lean up against Alec again, “Dude, we’re both gonna be poz … we’re …”, but I can’t finish my thought. I’m so horny and I want that cum, I start squeezing my ass muscles tight, letting my top know I need his load. “Fuck Yea … fucking do that … FUCK!”, I guess it’s enough for him to realize this pig needs cum, “Fuck that feels good… gonna blow my load … gonna … oh fuck, keep that up”, so I give his cock several more squeezes. He picks up his pace, piston-fucking me in and out now. I can feel every millimeter of his shaft raping my insides. He’s stretched out, exploring, and seems determined to mark me with what will be my 3rd infected load of the night. My cock is leaking pre-cum, without thinking I try to stroke it, and I’m quickly reminded that it’s not gonna happen. My top takes this as his cue to pull back and slam deep, reminding me who’s in control. Then, without any fanfare, he returns to a constant, steady fucking rhythm. He’s definitely ready to cum, his breathing is labored, he’s grunting, and his pace is quickened. This HIV+ man is pounding my ass. I wonder if I’ve bitten off more than I can chew – how did I become this hardcore of a pig around all of these positive men. The pig in my head isn’t hearing any of this and I start pushing back hard in rhythm, I use some of Jacob’s words, “FUCK ME! FUCK ME! Poz my ass man … knock me up”. I say all of this right into Alec’s beautiful face, “Fuck yea! Fucking knock me up!”, and as he looks me directly in the eye, he mimics my movements pushing back on his top’s cock. “AHHHHHHHHHHHH…….AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OH FUCK! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”, I look up thinking Alec is getting yet another load and realize its Steve that’s getting the load this time and that’s not the same top as when I came over here, that guy works fast. “Fuck yea”, pops out of my mouth and Alec’s almost at the same time. I started wondering if the guy fucking me ever actually infected anyone, and will his load be the one that knocks me up. I know he’s close to dumping his load but I feel like I need to earn it. He’s groaning and grunting and I know he’s close to an orgasm from the sounds of our sex as his balls slapping hard against me. “’bout to …. ‘bout to cum”, “Fuck yea” my only response, "Want my poz babies?", he asks, although I’m not sure he expects an answer. I speak right into Alec’s face, "Fuck yea! Fucking breed me… fucking knock me up!" "Ahhhh… ahhhhh… fuck, fucking take it … fucking taking my cum" and I feel him slam his cock all the way into my hole and hold it there. "Fuck yea! Taking my fucking load ... Oh yea …. Oh fuck", “fuck yes … fuck yes”. Alec can see I’m momentarily satiated and we start making out a bit more while I’m being loaded and he’s being fucked. “Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh….”, the top fucking him starts to groan and I see a devilish smile as Alec takes another positive load. Nearly as soon as our tops dump in our asses they are gone and another top is already mounting Alec – that boy is popular. Almost immediately I feel another hard cock playing at my back door and the guy leans over, “Hey babe … how’s that ass? Having fun? Sore?” It’s Chris’ voice, and as I turn my head he kisses my mouth before I even say a word. We break the kiss, “Fuck yea, I’m good … so is Alec”, and I nod over in his direction. I know as I’m saying this Chris’ bare cock is making its way inside my ass like it has so many times before. “Ohhhhhhhhhh….. Ohhh fuck“, I feel it, and my eyes rollback, “Love that cock … love that fucking poz cock Chris”. He’s still leaning into my ear, “I think you’ve found your calling babe … you know you’re gonna be poz after this, don’t you”. I glance back and smile. “You know I also stopped taking meds”, this statement catches by surprise and he can see it on my face. “You ok?”, nearly holding still, we’re making eye contact and I close my eyes and squeeze down on his cock, “Yea”. He starts riding me again, “Good … I stopped taking ‘em about two weeks ago”, and punctuates the message with several hard jabs. “Owwwww… owwwwww”, my cock is hurting in the cage, “You sure you ok?”, he asks. “Just don’t pull out Chris … don’t pull out … cum in me”, is all I tell him. He smiles at this, both of us now knowing that Mike and I have been taking unmedicated loads from Chris for at least a week now. I feel like an idiot, but I feel relieved, I start humping back on Chris’ cock, “Yeah sexy … fucking breed that ass… fucking poz me Chris, fucking give it to me”. Chris leans back up, and like he always does, start pounding me with intense jabs mixed with smooth strokes. “The time for talking, the time for contemplation, the time for fear, for analysis, shame is fucking over and all that matters right now is his cock and making sure Chris infects me”, is all I can think. I do wonder if Mike knew, not that he’d actually care. “Oh yeah … Brace yourself babe, … I’m in the mood for a rough fuck", he says quite loudly. I think Chris loves fucking me as much as I love his cock. He pulls back and slides in hard nearly taking my breathe away. He must be worked up now that he’s told me his little secret – he’s never banged my ass so quickly or so hard. I can feel his hard cock push aside my insides as that unmedicated poz cock once again gets into me deep. It’s almost like a dull ache when he bottoms out. “Ohh yea… so good”, I hear him moaning as he withdraws until only the head remains. Knowing its Chris’ cock in me has me panting … I find myself wanting him as much as I ever do Mike … I hope I get his strain. This withdrawal though, its leaving me feeling almost empty and it pulls at my ass lips in a way that is making crazy-horny with lust. I’m not sure if he is teasing me or what. Chris is literally just massaging my ass cheeks as he holds his cock right there on the edge. I hope he loves the feeling of my warm hole … my warm, most likely poz hole. You know that anticipation when you get to the top of a roller coast and it feels as though everything pauses as you see the coming drop? I’m filled with that kind of sensation now with Chris. It may literally only be a few seconds but it feels like much longer before he plunges back into me, continuing his fuck with hard, deep thrusts. He puts both of his hands on my ass as he nails my hole in a way he hasn’t done before. Maybe he is more turned on, now that he knows I know he’s off his meds, and I’m more than ok with it. The front part of my body starts to collapse to the bed, under Alec from the forward motion, but he grabs onto my ass and helps keep me upright. I’m grunting now with each thrust and trying my best to push back against his dick. I love Chris, I want him to see I’ve made peace with being poz, and I want this to be a sizzling hot ride for him. “FUCK ME CHRIS! FUCKING POZ MY ASS!”, I start shouting into Alec’s face yet again. "Oh fuck, babe, oh fuck! That tight, wet hole of yours … it’s milking a charged load out of my cock," Chris moans. I know this can’t last long, and he realizes it, too. He slows down a little and starts to take longer, slower thrusts. Each time he reinserts his dick, he moves a little bit. This isn’t how he usually breeds me and the different angles cause new sensations in my ass. Maybe it’s the scenery, but his dick seems like it’s the hardest it’s ever been. His hands are on my hips, pulling my ass back onto that poz dick as hard as he’s thrusting forward. "FUCK! That ass is so fucking wet! I fucking love that!", he says to me. He nearly collapses on top of me. Most of his body now covering mine and he’s humping me hard; his hips rising and falling with short, quick movements; he’s been taken over by the lust and desire to infect me. I’m glad it’s me getting his infectious load. Chris moves his face to my shoulder once more but this time he bites down while he’s humping my ass. I gasp, leaning against Alec, both of us being serviced. Chris is in my ear, “Gonna poz that ass babe … gonna knock you up … you want it?”, we both know it isn’t a question, he’s going to cum inside me. “Ahhhhhh…. Ahhhhh…. Fuck …. Ohhhhhhhh fuck babe …. Fuck!!”, and suddenly Chris is dropping another load of his poz sperm in my ass, but this time I know there’s a real chance of him actually infecting me.

Will and I phased out as boyfriends, but stayed friends over the years. He was not a dude I wanted to date, but he was a decent dude and fun to go out with. After a while, he became an awesome wingman at the gay bars. Classes were starting again. Friends were coming back to New Orleans. My roommate, John, and I decided to have a "Back to School" party. We themed it - we did that a lot back then. The gear was school uniforms or fraternity/sorority gear. Surprisingly, for 2 gay bottom boy sophomores, we had a lot of straight fraternity guys at our party. I think our female friends attracted a lot of admirers. John wore his prep school jacket and pants. I wore another one of his prep school jackets, short grey shorts, and a jock strap. We had a lot of booze, but it's a college party and most everyone had just made their first trip to buy alcohol; so John and I had a very well stocked bar by the time half the crowd was there. By 11pm, I was drunk and the New Orleans weather was hot. We had windows open for the breeze, fans on, etc. Eventually, John and I both took our prep school jackets off. I took mine into his bedroom to hang it up. John was the goodie-goodie boy; safe sex posters on the wall, condoms on a small lazy susan on his bed stand, a neat desk, bed was made, etc. I rolled my eyes, hung up the jacket and went back to the party. Seth stopped me in the hallway. He was waiting for the bathroom. I hadn't seen him in a few months; nor had I seen him arrive. He looked sexy in a fraternity t-shirt (although I did wonder which of his bottom boys it belonged to) and shorts. We chatted and he told me how sexy my ass looked in my shorts. His hand slid down and cupped my ass. I was drunk and I leaned in and told him he looked sexy too. The bathroom door opened, he took my hand, and pulled me inside with him. He took out his cock and pissed and then shook off the last drops, flushed the toilet, turned to me and said, "Suck my cock slut." I dropped to my knees and immediately started sucking on the cock that had ended my relationship with Justin. Seth has a beautiful cock. Truly a pleasure to feel inside my mouth, throat, hand, and in my ass. We both knew that he was going to fuck me in the bathroom. We both knew that we had to be quick. I unbuttoned my white button down shirt (naked underneath) while I got him really wet by slobbering on his dick, with the saliva dripping out of my mouth. It was a wet blow job. Seth stood me up, pulled the shirt off my back and I undid my shorts and they fell to the floor. I stepped out of my shorts and Seth stepped up to my ass. He pressed the tip of his wet cock on my hole, spit a few times and then I pushed back as he pushed forward. It hurt at first and I grunted in a little pain, but Seth said, "We need to be fast, slut. We are in the bathroom at your party. People need to use the bathroom. Be a good host and take my cock so the next people in line can get in here." I watched myself in the bathroom mirror as Seth fucked me. He made eye contact with me as he fucked my ass. After a few minutes, Seth said he was going to cum and out of habit I said, "Cum in my ass." Seth fucked me for a few more strokes and blasted his load in my ass. Seth and I cleaned up and opened the bathroom door. There was a bit of a line and people made catcalls at us. We laughed and went to get more drinks. Around 3am, the party was winding down. John had left with a guy he was seeing and some friends to go to get breakfast at a 24 hour dinner. Seth, four of his friends, and I were still in the living room which was now considerably cooler. We were all drunk. I had left my button down shirt open since Seth and I left the bathroom and since only Seth and his friends were in the apartment; I now removed it. We were laughing and talking about sex and guys. Seth, who had dated John for a few minutes last year, got started on how John was such a tease. How he was always preaching safe sex, etc. The other guys didn't know John that well. Seth said, "Come on, I'll show you what I mean." We all went back to John's room. They saw the safe sex posters and condoms. One of the guys, George, said, "Well it's better to play safe." Four of us nodded our heads in agreement; but Seth just looked at me. He asked me, "Zach do you always use condoms like your roommate does?" I blushed. He fucking well knew I didn't since he had cum in my ass a few hours earlier. I said, "I try to play safe with guys I am not dating, but I get caught up in the moment and sometimes forget." I looked around at the other guys for support and they were all kinda nodding if not speaking up. Seth then said, "Zach, are you always a bottom? I know you are when I fuck you; but do most guys fuck you or do you fuck them?" I said, "I'm a bottom." Since there were 6 of us standing there, the conversation opened up a bit with most guys saying they were tops or versatile. One guy asked Seth, "Are you and Zach dating?" Seth and I both said no, but then Seth added, "We just fuck sometimes." At this point Seth moved behind me and was pressing his cock on my ass. Seth put his hand on my abs and kissed my neck. He slid his hand to the button on my shorts and undid the button. I tried to protest, but Seth kissed me. Seth unzipped my shorts and I let them drop. I was standing there in sneakers and a jock strap. I stepped out of my shorts. Seth turned me so I was facing the safe sex poster and the condoms on the bed table. He bent me over, spit on his cock and slid it in my ass. He was fucking my ass bareback in front of his friends in my roommate's bed. I arched my back to take his cock. The cum he shot in me earlier helped to lube my ass. Since it was the second time that night he fucked me, I figured it would take longer. His friends stayed. One of them got on the bed and kissed me. I could feel others jerking off and feeling my body. Seth said, "You like taking my cock don't you?" I said, "Fuck yes." Seth said, "Do you like getting fucked like this in front of other people?" I said, "Yes." As he was fucking me, Seth told his friends the story of how we met at a party with John and I getting fucked in the same room. He said, he and John were dating and John rolled the condom on Seth and they fucked as they watch my boyfriend fuck me bareback. Then, Seth said, the hottest part was when Zach begged for his boyfriend's cum. Seth said, "I'm getting so close just thinking about you begging for his load. Do you want my load?" I looked around - safe sex posters, 4 other guys, condoms on the table - and then said; "Do it. Cum in my ass." Seth shuddered and came in my ass and collapsed on my back. Seth pulled his cock from my ass and went to the bathroom. I was still bent over my roommate's bed and one of the other guys stepped behind me and slid his cock into my ass. I had only seen this dude at the bars and never really spoken to him before tonight. Here I was taking his condomless cock in front of his friends. As I was thinking about asking the guy to use one of the condoms I could see on the table; a different guy put his cock at my lips and I started sucking it. The guy fucking me came in my ass after a few minutes of fucking. Then the dude I was sucking pulled out of my mouth, pushed me farther onto the bed and started fucking me. I realized now that I was going to take all of them bareback. I relaxed into the feeling of how good all 5 of their cocks felt in my ass. How good it felt to feel their bareback cocks. I knew I should use condoms, but how could I when it felt so good to fuck bareback? Each one of them fucked me and came in my ass that night. The last guy, smaller, who earlier said he was versatile and had a huge cock was the last to fuck me. Earlier, it was this guy, George who had said "it was better to play safe." He fucked me hard and fast, came inside my ass, then ate all the cum he could out of my ass, flipped me over, and sucked my cock until I came in his mouth. He swallowed my load. In the bathroom, as George and I were cleaning up, he said, "I normally don't bareback or swallow a guy's load that I don't know; but since you took all our loads it seemed only fair for me to swallow your load." He kissed me then. I tasted my load on his tongue. Seth and the guys cleaned up my roommate's bedroom while I was in the bathroom with George. Most of Seth's friends left after that but George and Seth stayed. We fucked a couple more times that night in my room. Seth and George and I went to get breakfast in the morning. I came back to my place and passed out until Monday morning. My sophomore year in college had begun.......

Fake Bareback Porn Cast (Part 3) Both tops stood moved closer. They both clenched their fists. I would receive a good beating any minute now. I gazed to Tim and Sydney, who were talking to each other. Sydney opened a bag and retrieved a bottle of water. He told Stuart and Tony to wait a second. The recording was interrupted due to a short break. “You are doing an extremely good job, you know that? This is so realistic.” Sydney purred. “That’s not an act…. they are really hurting me. Make them stop please” I cried silently. “You’ve signed a contract. This is a hardcore porn production.” Sydney whispered. “Are you prepared to pay the fine?” he asked. “How much would it be?” I panted. “I don’t know – it depends on how much the film would have made in leasing and selling – maybe 100.000 Dollars?” he estimated. “What? But I get only 200 dollars for participating… I don’t have 100.000 dollars to pay you” I sobbed. “I know…. I know baby, but you are making a great impression. They won’t last long now. I know both guys for a long time. They will shoot soon and then the take is over.” Sydney smiled warmly at me. “Listen - I could talk to Tim. Maybe he will give you 150 dollars on top for your good work. Then you would get 350 dollars for just a couple of minutes now. Just offer the lads your hole. Maybe another beating and then you are done. What do you think?” he wanted to know. “Okay” I sniffed “But can I get the other half of the pill. The effect wears off” I pleaded. “Nah – Tim said only half of it. And you should really fight a bit more. Hit them back. Spit them into their faces. They like that kind of stuff. Try to run away maybe…. and tomorrow you will get another job offer probably. You need the money, don’t you?” he looked at me questioningly. I nodded slowly. “Okay. Keep on raping him. Enjoy his body.” Sydney said to the two guys. They showed their big bulges proudly. “And action” Tim shouted. Tony and Stuart sneaked around me. “Come on tramp. Sit on your knees and suck our dicks you slut.” Stuart slapped me into my face. I straightened up immediately and I started opening Tony’s pants. A massive cock hit me in the face instantly. I opened my mouth and started sucking his dickhead. Meanwhile I tried to unbutton Stuarts pants. I didn’t want to feel him neglected, and get punished for that. So I jerked him off while my tongue tried to perform love to Tony’s dick. Both guys were towering above me and were frenchkissing each other. “Open your fucking mouth and stop lapping around my cockhead like a five dollar whore” Tony rumbled. Stuart tried to push his dick into my mouth also. I gave my best to open my jaws wider. I was able to get both dicks between my lips, but they weren’t able to fuck me down my throat. Tim and Sydney surrounded us, while I tried sucking both aggressive tops, with the cameras and recorded the forced entry. They filmed me while I was crying out of fear and pain. Both had their jeans open also, and I could the whole scenery made them horny too, but they were professionals. They didn’t interfere. Stuart withdrew his cock again and looped his belt around my neck. Within a few seconds he tightened his grip and started to strangle me. My eyes widened. I opened my mouth further to gasp for air, but all I got was Tony’s dick. He started pushing his 9 inch cock deep into my throat. I made chocking noises and started beating with my fists against Tony’s hips and lower stomach. I felt like suffocating. He hit me several times with his fist against the side of my head and shouted to open up. “Open up you pig. Swallow my fat cock . Let me into your throat you worthless peace of shit.” he snarled. Stuart knew exactly what he did. He blocked me from my breathing until I almost fainted and then he let go of the belt. I started heaving my chest inhale. But shortly after that he started to strangle me again. Tony held both of my ears meanwhile and while he pushed his cock brutally down my throat, he pulled my ears towards his groin. It felt like he would rip them away from head. Tony face fucked me for at least 15 minutes. I was not sure if I was alive or dead after that. “Come on… I want to tear his ass cunt apart. It is your turn to choke him.” Stuart demanded. The hauled me up and told me to get rid of my hot pants or they would use a knife an cut it away from my body. The punched me in my face brutally I fell backwards and since both tops started walking towards me I hurried removing the pants as fast as possible. I got on my feet again. Stuart’s belt was still dangling from my neck. “On your knees you dirty teen whore” Stuart kicked my ass from behind and I fell directly into Tony’s arms, who took his chance and punched me in my stomach. I collapsed on the cold floor but tried to resume position and got on my knees. Tony stepped over me. His feet were slightly apart and he could I almost felt his cold look. I was not able to see him and that scared me a lot. He picked both ends of the belt up and started pulling my head up with it. I could follow him to a certain degree, before making those choking noises again. Stuart was kneeling behind me. As soon as he heard me retching he pushed his 10 inch long cock into me. He kept his promise. Since he entered me with one swift motion he did rip me apart and made me bleed even more. I made unreal sounds while Stuart pummeled my backside and cursed me. “You dirty brat. I will teach you a lesson. I will poz your little cunt. You will never walk straight, when I am finished with you” he screamed. Tony wasn’t so experienced in blocking my breathing. He kept on holding the belt up and I tried to pull it away with one hand, but it was so tightly wrapped. I gasped desperately. Stuart felt my anal tube flinched massively. He liked it a lot, but he also knew I was in serious trouble now. He slapped Tony on his ass and told him to let go of the belt and allow me to get some air. “Don’t kill the little whore” he shouted out. Tony dropped opened and started coughing loudly. Stuart had fun destroying my ass. He pummeled me with full force. He didn’t care if I would need a doctor later on. He and his partner bought me exactly for this. To rape and to poz me. And they paid a lot of money to have it all on film. I would be the 5th boy they abused this way. For Tim and Sydney it was a good business. The first client paid the most. From then the next clients paid less and less, but all had the chance to be actually the ones to poz breed me. I was not aware, that this was the only intention. This movie wouldn’t make it to any porn festival. I might be on the internet one day, since both guys wore masks it would be easy to them to share my pozzing with other fellows without being recognized. “Talk dirty to them. Ask them to poz you…. our viewers like this kind of dirty talk” Tim instructed me. Tim had my test results and he had told me, the other two guys were clean too. I understood, that there was a fetish for poz fucking and so I joined in and begged Stuart to poz my cunt. “Oooooh yes Sir. Please fuck my negative cunt and poz me good. Give me your gift and breed me.” I moaned, hoping we would be in the fuck mode now and that I wouldn’t get hit again. Tony stepped in front of me and yelled at me to look at him. He started to piss directly on my face, while Stuart kept on pounding my tight asshole. “Open up faggot and drink my piss” Tony murmured. “Yeah… swallow it. Enjoy my toxic piss. You look beautiful with your face drenched in my piss you cheap whore.” he grinned wickedly. “Oh fuck. Yeah – faggot. Milk my balls you fucking teen bitch.” Stuart shouted and shot his load into me. He didn’t slow down, while he was shooting his cum into me. He kept on rabbit fucking me and tried to damage my hole some more. “Got to make sure my bug really gets into you, so you never forget tonight.” Stuart roared. He gave me a another punch with his fist against the back of my head now. This way my hole cramped up and he enjoyed his orgasm even more. I yelped in pain and started crying again. Stuart’s had a satisfied smile on his face. His movements came to a halt, but his dong was still deeply imbedded in my asshole. He looked totally relaxed, while I was still suffering from the brutal assault. Then he started to piss into me and I felt intestine filled with his hot waste. There was nothing I could do about it. When he was done, he unceremoniously pulled out and hot piss mixed with his semen gushed out of my ravaged hole. I collapsed on the floor and sobbed quietly. Tony nudged me with his right boot softly. “Hey…. are you okay? Turn around baby. It wasn’t that bad, hm?” he asked me as if he cared. I turned around slowly, but I was so weak. I sat up and looked him into the eyes and told him I was really hurt. He nodded understandingly. “Why don’t you lay back then and try to relax, hm?” he told me in a low voice. “Spread you legs…… and hold them up to your chest” he grinned. “No…. please. Please stop now. Please, I think I am damaged down there. I can’t take another fuck. Have mercy please….” I cried openly but obeyed also. He moved between my legs and smiled at me cruelly. “There is no mercy for junk like you. You were born to serve as rape meat.” Tony said coldly and his cock sank into me. I howled and looked at him, hoping still he would stop it and just end this whole ordeal. But he started fucking me harder and looked me straight into my eyes. He absorbed the pain and fear in my eyes. “Do you like my cock banging against your cunt walls” he asked me. “Gnnnngnnnn…. yes….*sob* it feeheels goohood. Your cock feels so *sniffs* good” I mumbled. “Yeah, I know…. you cunt feels good too. You want another poz injection?” he wanted to know. Although they told me, it was just text to make the audience horny I answered him “No…. don’t….. Please….” I pleaded. But Tony fucked me even harder and so I received another hot toxic load. “Oh Baby…. I am charging you up…. feel my bug infiltrate your system…. you stupid whore…..” Tony moaned loudly. Tony pulled his cock out of my arse and got up slowly. “Man… that was one hot fuck. Worth the money…..” both guys agreed. Tim and Sydney recorded the aftermath. The made close-ups of my raped asshole and also filmed my crying face a lot. Tony and Stuart closed their pants again slowly and seemed to be very satisfied. After the cams stopped rolling, Stuart received both memory cards immediately from Tim. In exchange Tim obtained the agreed amount of money. I didn’t realize it, but the whole scene didn’t need any editing for Stuart or Tony. The movie showed, what happened today. A brutal rape… For me it was just a job, which went a little bit out of hand. But I got my money. They gave me 300 dollars. They had to deduct a fee for the clothing they gave me during the shoot. I was still sobbing, when Tony and Stuart left the area. I heard them laughing, while the wandered off outside. “What about tomorrow. Do you care for another shooting?” Sydney asked me. “I…. I don’t know. My butt is killing me. I need to wash myself. I feel so dirty….” I sniffed, “Nah – you did an excellent job and you got paid for, what you were supposed to sell. Your body….” Sydney told me while he stood above me and jerked his hard cock. Tim grinned and nodded “Good idea…. man that was hot. I need some relieve too….” He joined in jacking off slowly above my head. “Listen, if you want another job tomorrow, you might open your holes for us too. At least this would give you the pole position before all the other bottom actors.” Tim suggested. I sobbed loudly and then laid on my back once more and opened my legs again. “Good boy….” Tim moved quickly between my legs and bumped his dick into my ass chute. I didn’t even ask about his health status. He was healthy for sure I thought, since I took it for granted he would have to check his status periodically. “Oh come on Jake. I know you had a rough ride, but hey - try to be at least a decent fuck and tighten up. You are a sleazy fuck-hole” Tim moaned disapprovingly. He started slamming his dick into me. Sydney observed my continuous sexual assault and smirked. He saw more potential in me, to be misused.

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

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

I LOVE cum, LOVE it, tasted it even when I was young, and it honestly bothers me when its not swallowed, even in porn. The last year or so I eat mine alllllmost every single time. Id love to have a large glass full to gulp down.

Not worth the money. I prefer Team Pig parties in Silver Lake

A good cock cage helps eliminate this problem. The bottom can't get hard.

I love it when my Top shoots DEEP inside. I know it's going to be DEEP when the base of my Top's cock is pressed firmly against my ass when he cums. What I love best is the next morning when I end up expelling some cum. That's how I know that my guy really shot his load DEEP inside me.

Just a quick note... I met this guy while I was in a bar. We talkeed on grindr before.. Short tattood muscled latino guy. Really hot. Long story short. we went to his place, we talked about drugs, he said he only smoked Tina, I wanted to try.. We smoked a LOT. He fucked me for 4 hours straigh. shot 3 loads in my ass and 2 in my mouth. Now I am still horny and loooking for more.... Sorry for being so short, but really wanted to share this one with you

I love rolling into a ball and shooting into my open mouth! My load is on the sweeter side and I wouldn't wanna waste it. When I don't shoot straight into my mouth I'll jerk off into my hand and feed myself.

I agree with you all, love to edge and eat my precum for hours before finally shooting and swallowing it all. Hate to see it go to waste!

I eat mine often, never waste it.

(Interlude: Frederico) I got called up by my fuckbuddy David to entertain some snobby top guy at his house tonight. I met David, John and Jorge a couple of years ago when I was on vacation down in a nude resort. I was only 23 at the time, incredibly shy, safe-sex only. At first we only chatted it up, went out to dinner a few times, just kind of got to know and like the guys personality-wise. Then I remember walking out of my room one day to see this young guy about my age bouncing on David's cock in the patio area. Turned on I walked around and was shocked to notice that there was no condom between them. While I stared wide-eyed, John came up from behind and started to message my shoulders and before I knew it I was bent over a patio chair taking loads from a string of guys whose faces I couldn't see. It was the hottest afternoon of my life. In particular I remember David walking up to me as I was bent over and kissing me, soothing me, making it feel like it was all going to be okay. I wouldn't say either of us fell in love or any of that other cliche crap, but we did form a bit of a bond that day that has persisted. We still call each other up from time to time, and I like topping him as much as taking his dick, which he doesn't get as much of as he needs. And while I'm probably way too young to be counted as one of their "daddy club" members, I consider myself an honorary accessory to many of their conquests. You see, each of the men is actually quite different once you get to know them. For John, it's all about straight-up domination. Twink is coming down off drugs and isn't in the mood to get fucked? Fill him up with more drugs and fuck him. Problem, solution. For Jorge it's all some sort of elaborate seduction. He likes his conquests to fall in love with him, then make them realize that what they loved was the freedom and the sexual liberty he gave them. But David is different. For David, he views it as kind of a transformation of a boy into what he truly is. He particularly loves taking stuck up, deeply repressed boys and turning them into the cock- and ass- craving men they were meant to be. I guess that's why I like him. His agenda is about making people into who they truly are. As for me? I'm not all that deep, I suppose. I like sex, and I like drugs, I don't feel much need to apologize for either. Unlike a lot of boys my age, I know how to handle my drugs, too. No more than once a week, never get so high I lose control, etc. I guess that's a gift of sorts. I actually hadn't had any real fun for a couple of weeks (or maybe over a month? God, was I getting boring?) Anyways, David texted me to come over and show this top guy the full treatment. That wasn't all that usual, actually. "The light treatment" meant standard seduction and mild depravity. That meant David was saving the best for himself, which was fine. "The usual treatment" meant bareback top and bottoming, some drugs, basically opening a boy up. "The full treatment" was code red. It meant ruin the bitch. It meant tonight I was the Picasso of fucking this kid up. Like any good artist, I gathered my tools and went to work. When I arrived at his place, I locked the door behind me and headed down to his playroom. The guy handcuffed to his bench was fucking ripped, with a dick that looked like it was probably formidable when stiff. He was also completely passed out. I opened up the bag I had brought with me and pulled out a needle and tourniquette. Sometimes David called me "the alchemist" because I had some really niche party drugs at my disposal, based partly on the connections I had made since my own conversion and partly on my own chemistry background. This one I called "Spin the Top," because it was a homebrew that typically had the effect of keeping someone hard while also making them desperately horny and usually piggish. This one had a little extra added to it: my own poz blood. Top boy was getting knocked up tonight, in more than one way. I did the work of injecting him while he slept, clearing out the tourniquette and putting the bag in a corner before unhandcuffing him and moving him towards the corner that was the open shower. After a quick douche and rinse of him, I dropped him on the wrestling matt, stripped off my own clothes and proceeded to fuck his ass with abandon. While I was doing this, I filmed most of it. At a few points he roused almost to consciousness in spite of the drugs. I would ask him if he liked it, how good it felt, etc. He would usually say, "Yeah," or something equally nondescript. Just enough to make anyone watching think he was a willing participant. It didn't take me long to drop my load in his ass, zooming in on the cum dripping out of him while he unconsciously squirmed about, which made it that much hotter. Then I carried him back over to the bench and bent him over on top of it. Still hard because of the drugs I had taken, I pushed inside him again, this time eliciting a moan of pain from him as he seemed to become more conscious. Holding myself there, I let out a wicked stream of piss inside his colon, flooding his insides to the point I thought he would be coughing some of it out. While I was doing this, David poked his head in the door and gave me a big, shit-eating grin before heading back upstairs to entertain his twink. When I finished, I rinsed David off before bending him over the bench again and adding a second load to his ass. This time it only took a minute or two; I was super worked up at what I was doing to this "top" and eager to get things moving. Using one of David's butt plugs to stop up Rick's ass and make sure my second load got planted, I then handcuffed him to the bench, arms and legs. I included some rope around his waise and thighs so he couldn't really move at all. By now he was starting to drift slowly towards consciousness. That was good, because the next part was going to hurt. I pulled out a portable tattoo needle from my bag, plugged into a power outlet at one end of the wall and went to work on a big, bold biohazard tat below his navel. Bitch would never have sex again without him and his partner thinking about it. Halfway through it he woke up fully and started trying to struggle. Fortunately my previous drugs had paid off and he was stiff as a plank, dick sticking straight up in the air, so I lubed him up and sat on it for him. Initially he was trying to shout and protest, so I pulled out a gag from my bag and shut him up before riding his dick again. Pretty soon you could see the fight leave his body as his testosterone overcame his outrage, and he starting trying to thrust against me. Of course he couldn't because of how secure I had tied him down, but it was nice to know I had won him over to my team in more way than one. Pretty soon I felt him tense, and I could feel his cum shooting into my ass before seeping down and running over his dick below me. Too fucking bad I couldn't have a camera from that angle. That's when I heard the door behind me open again, and I turned my head to see David in sweats and the twink in a jock staring in to us. I made sure to give them a good view of Rick's cum as it seeped out of me and down onto him. David remarked that it looked like he (I didn't know which one of us) was having fun, and the kid said, "hot." Then they left us alone again. Rick seemed pretty awake by now, so I gave him a different shot this time, one to calm him down and maybe make him go to sleep. He drifted in and out of bliss while I finished the tattoo on his stomach and, admiring my handiwork, was just about to leave when I heard a phone vibrate. It wasn't mine, so I checked the jeans crumpled up against one wall only to find that Rick had just been sent a video of someone, I'm guessing his boyfriend, getting gangfucked and begging for strangers' cum at the resort. This was a pretty damn hot video, I have to say. So instead of leaving straight away, I used my knowhow of David's equipment to set up a feed of the video on the big screen in the dungeon. The video had two parts: one of Rick getting fucked and filled by me, and the other of his boyfriend getting gangbanged in the resort. I figured that would be a nice sort of thing to wake up to. I texted David that he had one fucked up boy to return home to, and to call me if he needed me. Then I put on my clothes, packed my bag up and left him to his fate, tied up and asleep.

Was forced at 9. No regrets.

To see Breeder's original blog post click here Dear Bottoms of the World, You know I love you guys. I love your round butts, furry or smooth. I love the way you bend over and look back at me with an expectant look in your eyes, or lift up your legs and roll your head back while you close your eyes. The sounds you make excite me—the grunts, the moans, the little whimpers. Sometimes the outright shouts, or the animal noises you’re not even aware you’re making as I slide into you. I love the way you guys grind and thrust and hump the bed, the way you buck and twitch and thrash as if you’re going to expire, when you shoot with my dick inside you. You guys make my life a pleasure, and for that, this top guy thanks you. However. May I make one simple request? If you and I are unacquainted in the flesh—that is, if we’re talking for the first time, whether in some chat room, or via instant messenger, or by email thanks to some personal ad or hookup site—may I ask that one of the first questions out of your mouth not be, “Do you know any other tops?” I am totally aware that a lot of you guys, if not most, harbor a fantasy of multiple tops invading your hole. Perhaps you dream of a three-way with one guy banging on your back door while the other’s knocking at the front. Maybe you’ve fantasized for a long time about being the guy in the sling in one of those gang-bang videos you’ve watched, where everyone has a turn. That’s all well and good. I think sexual fantasies are healthy. Share them with your partners, absolutely. You should feel free and open with your fuckmates to be able to say whatever comes to mind. That is, after you’ve met them in person and enjoyed each other. You see, because when we’re in the negotiation phase of things before you and I have met, and you unleash the words “Do you know any other tops,” I’m certain that what you think you’re saying is I have a fantasy of taking multiple dicks—I’m a real nasty boy at heart! But what I’m actually hearing is There’s a high probability I’m a flake whose main objective is to masturbate really quickly while I talk to you. Perhaps it’s my own deep-seated insecurities, but when you persist, I start hearing things like, Your dick isn’t enough for me or even I’m not talking to you because I find you attractive so much as I'm hot at the notion I could meet other people you know. My suggestion is to throttle it back, tiger. If you want to mention that you’re open to such things, in the time we’re emailing back and forth, casually mention you’re into groups. If I wanted to invite another top to share your hole for our first meeting, I’d pick up on it at that point. Otherwise, meet me first. See if we’re a good team. Then you can ask your question. It’s only polite. Also, at that point you’ll have proved a few things to me. You’ll have shown that you show up to an appointed date—which is good to know, because I’ve been left high and dry a couple of times sitting around with a top buddy when a bottom dude I didn’t know chickened out at the last minute. You’ll have shown me that you can take an extended fucking (I hope) and that you won’t be whining for breaks in the action, when you’ve got a group of hand-dicked men all looking to poke you for relief. And finally you’ll have proven that you’re into me, and not just my little black book. Or at least you’ll have feigned it really, really well. That’s important to me. Because arranging a meeting between you and me is tough enough, sometimes. Getting a third guy involved increases the difficulty. And more guys after that? You’re talking vanishing returns. If you really want me to arrange a three-way for you, I’m more likely to do it after you’ve proved you’re a bottom who can handle it, and for whom I want to go to a certain degree of trouble. I’ll do it. I’m all for it. I just want to know you’re worth it. And that’s the kind of thing I’m not likely to know when the only thing you’ve said to me so far is, “Wow dude, amazing dick.” Until we meet, The Breeder More...

Considering i started "playing" with boys my age when i was 5/6. I started jerking off when i was 9 (i went through 2 teddy bears in 6 months) And i lost my glorious V when i was 11. I was cruising ManJam, Gay Romeo and Gaydar when i was 12 (though once speaking in private i was always open and honest about my age) and i got a hell of a lot of offers. Now that i'm a bit older, i wouldnt change they way i went at all. It's made me who i am today, smart, savy (i'm head of the school news paper, head of prom comittee, on the student Representative board, prefect for my year, i have a freelance job and an internship!) And the craziest thing is, most of the stuff i have learnt in life that has gotten me this far, i learnt when i was 12/13 from meeting guys! Everyone matures at a different speed, i matured fast, but i know some guys my age that are still virgins. I have always believed that age is no barrier (i date men twice my age most of the time). What happens behind closed doors, is no body's business except the boys/men that are experiencing it. Simple as that

Jewish boys become "men" at age 13. i think that's an appropriate age