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Last week I went to a sex party at a hotel. When I arrived soon after the start there were about a half-dozen already there, making out and sucking dick. I stripped and approached the group, and started to kiss and touch two of them. More guys kept arriving and soon there were several groups, all getting into it. It was a good mix of ages, skewing mid-30's to mid-50's, but with some younger and older. Most height-weight proportionate, and there were quite a few with big tools. Very quickly I found myself being rimmed by a guy who was shorter than me and was really in heat. He licked and tongued my hole, warming my entire body. After a few minutes he stood and slid his dick in my hole, fucking me with quick strokes. His cock was average sized, which is what I prefer for my first cock, until I'm opened-up. He didn't take very long to cum, loudly, to the approval of the room. My inner slut was proud that I was the first to get a load. I didn't take a break, but immediately began making out with a lean guy with a nice seven inch thick cock, alternated sucking and kissing him. Not only was he was a great kisser, he was also great at fucking my ass. Several times I did ass to mouth, tasting lube and cum. He tried to hold back, but finally shot a big load deep in my ass. This fuck, like the first one, was a standing fuck, where I was bent over a bit as he held my chest in his arms, or as he held my hips. He stayed in for a while before he slowly slid out. We kissed, I cleaned his cock, and kissed again. It was raw and passionate. Our connection was animalistic - which is nice to encounter. I took a little break, wandered over to some of the other boys, kissing and touching, then sucking. A youngish, tall, heavy in a good way black guy arrived. As soon as he was naked I went to work on his dick, getting it hard, squeezing his nipples as he indicated, and just enjoying feeling his enormous arms. I turned and guided his seven inch plus meat into my cum-lubed hole. We fucked a while. Others watched us, until he got soft, at which time we separated a for a bit. After a while another guy started to fuck him, and he was really enjoying it. He was frantically jerking off, and sensing he was close, I turned my ass toward him. One big spurt landed on my butt before he shoved his rod in me and dumped the rest of his load into the mix which was already there. He was sweating a lot - from both his orgasm and the heat of all the horny men. Next, another skinny guy with a big dick, mutual sucking before he had me crouch on the bed's edge and mounted me. He slid in and out, loving the sloppiness. He said he was vers and asked to be fucked. It is rare for me to fuck, my physical DNA and psychological character is bottom, built to take DNA. But since he had fucked me, and I wanted to keep help sustain the hot vibe at the party, I obliged. It was a nice hole, and he said he appreciated that my dick was so hard. Soon he was back in me, more ass-to-mouth, then he went on to a short, thin, young guy who was laying his back. The lucky kid got his load, when the kid asked me to also fuck his ass, which I did. As we fucked he said it was the first time he had been fucked while carrying a load in in his ass, and that he really wanted me to add my spunk to the mix. He felt amazing, reminding me why cum is the best lube. But I wasn't ready to shoot, as I was hoping for one more myself, or to cum while I was taking it up the ass, so I withdrew and another guy immediately took my place. I moved around, sucking and kissing, and got fucked a couple more times. The last one was hot, lean muscle 20-something with a big, uncut cock. Then it was 7:00 and I had to leave. It had been a damn hot party with a lot of cock and cum in less than two hours. I jerked off that night reliving the experience as I played with my cum-saturated hole. That night and the next day none of it leaked out, so all of it was absorbed. I hope there is another party soon!

He pulled my trousers open and down and fondled my balls. "Nice.. " he whispered, "Full of lovely spunk!" He had undone his belt as he squatted in front of me, and as he stood up he was naked with from the waist down. His cock was stiff below his sagging belly, but he wasn't interested in that. He turned round and showed me his wasted buttocks with the flesh sagging in wrinkles. He dug out some lube and smeared it over my cock., then reached back and guided it towards his hole. I gasped with shock and excitement as he pushed back and my cock slid deliciously into his perverted asshole. "Oh yeah!" He gasped. "Fuck me, dearie!" Despite feeling repulsed by his wasted body, I couldn't help thrusting in and out and gave myself up to the filthy act. Suddenly a light flickered in the stairwell. My heart lurched in fear, and then the heavy body of the ugly barman lurched into view with a torch in his hand. "Don't mind me, lads." He said. "Seen it all before. Got to check every couple of hours to make sure no druggies using the place." He came over and shone his torch on my belly. "Give us a look, then." The other man pulled himself slowly off my cock until it flopped out of his arsehole and glistened wetly in the torchlight. "Why don't you give it a go, Jim?" He grinned. "Don't mind if I do. Here hold this." He handed over the torch and loosened the belt below his heavy belly. I might as well have been a piece of meat the way they talked about me, and yet it excited me how matter of fact they could be about such filthy activities. He bared his fat, pimply backside which was pale in the reflected torchlight. "Got any lube, Bill?" The other man dug out the tube and handed it over. Jim squeezed a dollop onto a grimey forefinger then smeared it into the dark crease between his buttocks. He spread his cheeks and guided my cock into him. His hole was puffy and slack and flowered around my cock like silk as I slid up him. "Fuckin' hell!" He grunted. "You've got a nice cock, mate." He began moving back and forth on my dick as Bill shone the torch on the fat buttocks and watched me fuck him. "You can cum in him, if you want. He loves it when they spunk up him." "Yeah," Said the barman. "Shoot it! Give me your cum!" I was overwhelmed by the sheer degradation, sheer filthiness of what was happening to me, and with a sob of pleasure my cock swelled and throbbed and I felt myself spurting deep inside the man's rectum. He held still until I finished, then stood up. Spunk dripped from his hole and he dug out a dirty handkerchief and mopped it up. He pulled his trousers up said "Thanks, mate" and went up the stairs. The man called Bill ruffled my hair and gave me a kiss. "Come on, lets go up and get a drink."

I was out of town today to a business meeting about 2 hours away by car. Business finished up earlier than I expected, so i decided that i would head out on the highway home and stop at the ABS along the way, in the next town down the road. It is located along a state highway, so it does get some traffic rolling by, but i was not optimistic for much, since it was only 4pm on a Tuesday. I paid and went into the theater, hoping that someone might drop into the store. I had to only wait about 5 minutes, and i heard a truck pull up outside into the lot. A short minute or two later, i heard the door to the theater open, and watched a tall lean young guy in his mid-twenties lean up against the back wall about 10 feet away. He started watching the flick playing on the screen intently, paying me no mind. Within a couple minutes he had pulled his cock out and was stroking. I moved over a bit closer and asked if he wanted head, and he turned to me and said, " sure, beats stroking it". I pulled my pants down and then sunk to my knees to put his cock in my mouth. Damn! Thicker and longer than i thought! After a few minutes of sucking it as deep as i could, i asked if i could see and hold his nuts while i sucked. He unbuckled and pushed his jeans down. He had THE BIGGEST NUTS!!! EASILY the size of grade A xl eggs. No shit! I rolled them around and tugged on them while sucking on his massive cock. I backed off for a breather and commented up to him while stroking his cock, "you must produce major cums loads with balls this size"!! He said. "if you want to see a big cum load, bend over that bench". As a total cumslut should, i was bent over in less than 2 seconds. He produced a bottle of lube, greased up and slid up inside my ass in one slow push. And then, holy fuck batman....he when primal, pumping hard and deep with that donkey dick. He didn't last more than about 2 minutes, and blasted in me balls deep. As he was pulling his pants up, I asked if he was local to the area or just passing through. He told me what town he lived and i asked if he ever got through the town i live. Yes, he travels through my town 2-3 times a week. I gave him my card.....and told him to call me. He replied to me, "since I am without a girlfriend right now, looks like you are gonna get some cock, since you could take that fuck i just gave you. I'll call you Thursday. Get some more lube, I'm almost out". He left and as soon as the theater door closed i stroked out a load of my own and could feel his load dripping out of my greasy asshole and down my leg. By the time i left in my car and heading down the highway myself, i realized that I best not stop for a bottle of water at a convenience store as i was in light beige dress slacks....i knew the seat of my pants were a mess! Now, 2 hours later and at home, his cumload has dried and plastered my underwear and slacks to my ass. I almost shot another load in the garage when i got out of my car, and peeled it away from my very sore, and now chapped, asslips. Fuck, I'm sore; but have got to be ready for another encounter on Thursday!!!!

I was on BBRTS last night and received a message from a guy saying only "We want to destroy you now." I looked at his profile and he was hot. He was 37 and had a great body. "How many guys?" I asked. "You will find out when you get here," he answered. "What are you after?" I asked. "ou won't have a say in what we do." Now I was horny! I jumped on the subway and headed to the hotel, arriving wet as it was pouring. I made my way to their room. When the door opened I found four gym fit naked guys. 'Fuck', I thought. I took a little drink and stripped, and sat on the face of one of the guys who was laying on his back on the bed. He got to work getting me wet while I went between the other three guys, sucking each guy's cock. Less than five minutes later one guy said in broken English "Now we destroy you." Pushing me onto my back, the guys held me down and pulled my legs up and apart. Then one of the guys thrust his way all the way into my ass and started pounding me. There was no way to stop and there was very little pleasure (at least for me) but at least I knew they weren't joking in saying they would destroy me. The whole session lasted about two hours. They spoke almost entirely in Italian so I had no clue what was coming next, but occasionally they used English, at which time they spouted poz talk and name calling, such as faggot, worthless slut, etc. They took turns with me, and there was quite a bit of ass to month cleaning, a bit of DP as well as face fucking. One after the other each made a final assault on my ass, blowing his load in me. The last guy churned it all up as the sperm flowed down my ass. After he blew I licked his dick clean , and could taste all four loads. Then I collapsed on the bed and they kept fingering some of their loads out of my hole and fed the cum to me. I made a move to jerk off but they stopped me, handed me my clothing, and told me to get lost. Which, of course, I did. Even if my ass is still a bit sore this morning, the experience was totally worth it.

I hope the next part "Jagged Little Pill" will address some of the ambiguity. Sorry, it's a bit longer but there a couple of other characters you have to know about. But you guys are great!!! I'd want you for my editors

I want big dicked trolls to rape some AIDs into me

Part 2 When I could finally take my eyes off my unconscious best friend, I looked around my new environment. I seemed to be in what looked to me like a huge dungeon. The floor was cement and the walls were all stone and brick. Several bare bulbs hung around the room, providing a harsh illumination. All around the room were what looked like torture devices. I recognized a rack from history class, but the other items looked foreign to me, except for the wall that had all kinds of whips and paddles hanging on it. It made my blood run cold. On one side of the room I could see a cage. Inside that cage was what was obviously a man. He was on his hands and knees with his head sticking out a hole in the front. But you couldn't see his face because it was covered by a leather hood with a large black funnel attached to the top of the cage, and a tube leading to his mouth. I could also see another tube that came out of his dick and disappeared into his ass. I didn't need to be told the reason why. The final thing I took notice of was a row of barred cells directly opposite of me. There were 6 of them. I could see men in four of them. All of them were asleep on mats on the floor. The first two men I couldn't make out too well. The third man was a muscular guy with a shaved head. The fourth guy appeared to be very skinny. I didn't look to long as I heard men approaching. "What are we doing with #36?" I heard a voice ask. "This ones going to my clients in New York City." Another voice replied. "They haven't bought used property in a while. They made the best offer." Then I saw four men enter through a door. I recognized Earl as one of them. The other 3 were all rough looking men, older with big bellies. "Ahh #40, I see you're awake." Said one of the men, grabbing my balls and squeezing them, causing me to wince in pain. "Good, cause I didn't want to administer your first dose just yet. But wouldn't want you to miss your friends initiation, so you can ponder when it will be your turn." I broke out in a sweat at those words knowing it couldn't be good. I watched as one of the other men unlocked the cell with the skinny guy and hoisted him over his shoulders. As he was carried out I could see his back and ass covered in all kinds of bruises, welts and other marks. The man who had grabbed my balls just laughed as he saw the shocked look in my eyes. "Don't worry #40, you'll look like that some day soon. Maybe you'll meet his same ultimate fate. Or maybe something worse." I screamed and struggeled in my bonds, to no avail. The man just laughed again as he dropped his pants revealing a large, gnarly veined cock that was quickly rising to attention. Earl dropped his pants too revealing an even larger cock while the first man held up a needle, checking its contents. He then tied a band around Billy's arm as Earl hocked some spit on his cock. "Here we go!" said the man as he stuck the needle into Billy, "let the fun begin!" With that he ripped the band off Billy. Billy's eyes flew open as he gasped then coughed a few times. That was the moment Earl was waiting for as he forcefully rammed his snot and spit covered cock straight into Billy's unprotected asshole. "AAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH" Oh my god! I had never heard a scream like that before. Earl just held onto Billy's hips and he rammed him over and over as hard as he could. Billy just screamed and screamed as tears flowed down his cheeks, unable to defend himself as he was savagely raped. The first man approached Billy's head, placing his hands on top and plunging his hard cock into the stretched open mouth. Billy retched and gagged, vomiting as he chocked on the cock plowing his throat. I puked myself as I watched my best friend get brutally violated right in front of me, the vomit squirting past my gag and down my naked body. "Oh Billy, Billy, Billy," I said to myself as tears flowed down my cheeks. "I 'm so sorry." knowing I would eventually endure the same thing. I just hung my head and cried as I listened to Billy's weakening screams and the men yelling as they pumped their cum into my best friend. I really have no idea how many men fucked Billy that first time. I was numb, physically and emotionally. I think it was about 10 or 11, and I think most of them fucked Billy twice. I do remember he got another shot at some point, and I remember bright pink cum running down his legs. After a while Billy's screams turned to moans, then simply to grunts as his asshole was turned into hamburger. Raw, bloody hamburger. And I shook wondering when my turn would be.

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

Kevin was browsing through profiles on adam4adam and once again found himself staring at the hottest guy he had ever seen. The guy was six one, 145 pounds, 26 years old, white, with a smooth nine and a half inch cut cock. And he was poz. "Damn," Kevin thought, "why does he have to have HIV?" As he had done many times before, Kevin couldn't help but to click through each picture of the guy's photographs, hoping to see more of the man's gorgeous body and enormous cock, but the most memorable image was the outline of guy's huge dick underneath the guy's bathing suit. The text on his profile always caught his eye, and Kevin found himself inexplicably turned on as he read it again "I'm poz. I fuck bare. Don't message me unless you want poz jizz in your hole." The first few times Kevin had read the man's profile, the message scared and repulsed him, but increasingly he found himself somewhat aroused as he found himself wondering what it would feel like to have the huge cock filling his ass with jizz. His thoughts were interrupted when the a4a alert noise cracked through his speakers and startled him. He checked the messages. 'Oh shit', he thought, 'it's from *him*'. The following conversation followed: hungpozfucker: hey, you always look at my profile. so i thought id say hello. dont worry, you can't get pozzed just chatting with me. kevinboi22: oh. um sorry. ur hott and all, but i dont fuck guys with hiv. hungpozfucker: no worries. it's not like i would let you fuck me. i would, however, attack your ass with my huge cock, if u were willing. Kevin found that his half-way hard cock was suddenly at it's full seven inches. kevinboi22: like i said ur hott. it's just the hiv thing. ya know? i wish i could see more pics of your cock though. hungpozfucker: i don't have any more pics here. look, let's meet up, and i'll show you in real life. don't worry, i'm not gonnarape your little boi hole or anything. i'll just come over, we can chat, i'll give you a glimpse, and then i'll leave. it doesn't hurt to make new friends does it? Kevin's cock was now throbbing as he imagined this huge cock being forced into him. "uggh," he thought "i wanna see it. i want him to fuck me, but not with hiv." kevinboi22: well, i guess that's cool. i'm a little shy, just so you know. and i only want to take a look, okay? hungpozfucker: deal About an hour later, Kevin heard a knock on his door. His heart was pounding, and his cock immediately resumed it's rock-hard status as he imagined what was on the other side of the door. Kevin let his new poz 'friend' into his living room. An awkward pause followed, but then the visitor took over. "I'm Bret. I guess I'll just break the ice," he introduced himself; and then casually pulled his shorts down revealing the longest and thickest soft cock Kevin had ever seen. "Oh my God," Kevin said as his mouth dropped. "Go ahead and touch it, it's okay. You can't get nothing by just feeling it." That was all the permission Kevin needed. He quickly got on his knees and inspected the beautiful cock as he slowly caressed it and felt it harden in his hands. "How big is it?" Kevin asked. "About 9.5 inches. Probably too big to fit in your hole anyway," Bret said half-smiling to himself. Kevin's cock was throbbing again. He continued to stroke Bret's enormous piece as it got fully hard. "Why don't you give it a little kiss since you like it so much?" Bret said while smirking. Kevin was scared, but too aroused to care at this point. He starting softly kissing the massive cock in front of him from the tip to the base, and back up to the tip. "Good, now give it a french kiss," Bret instructed. Kevin hesitated for a moment, but gave in to the urge and licked his tongue around the thick headed mushroom tip. After just a couple of seconds, he decided to just give up on the "kissing" and starting to go down on Bret's cock. "That's it," Bret assured him "suck that cock you've been wanting for soo long." Kevin tried desperately to fit the entire cock in his mouth, but could barely get past half. He kept trying with all earnest. After a few minutes, he stood up to take his shirt, jeans and underwear off, while Bret finished taking the rest of his clothes off. "Get back on that cock," Bret urged him. Kevin quickly obliged and sucked as hard and far down as he could. "Oh fuck yeah, use lots of spit. Make my dick as wet as you can like you want me to fuck your ass using your spit for lube," Bret insisted. Somewhere in the back of his head, Kevin was afraid; but the fear was somehow feeding the intense arousal he felt as well. He imagined this big tool being forced into him; and all he could do was continue to suck and apply as much spit onto the cock in his mouth as possible with each lick and suck, while he slowly tugged on his own cock. "Yeah, I knew you would surrender to my cock, that's it," Bret was smiling to himself knowing that he had won his prize. "Mmmmmmm" was all Kevin could muster to say as he gobbled and slobbered all over the cock he was worshiping. "Get on all fours now," Bret demanded. Kevin was both nervous and ecstatic to hear this. He was finally gonna get the cock he wanted; and any thoughts of Bret's HIV status were completely forgotten now. "Oh god, fuck me, please!" Kevin begged. "First things first," and then Bret licked at the tight little boi hole in front of him, "I need to make sure you're nice and wet to take this." Kevin already felt an orgasm building, and nearly came just from the wonderful tongue-fuck his ass was receiving. "Are you sure you want this now?" Bret asked, confident of the answer to follow. "Yeah!" Kevin said nearly interrupting the question, " fuck my ass with your big cock!" "You're ready for your first poz cock to attack your ass?" Bret clarified. Kevin didn't care anymore. All he knew was that he needed to get fucked by this cock. "Fuck yeah! Give it to me!" Bret forced his thick headed tip into Kevin's tight hole, and with some effort had the first few inches inside. "OH MY GOD!" Kevin yelled, "it's so fucking big. Oh, fuck!" Bret continued to press until he was mostly inside. Kevin felt a pleasure unlike any he had felt before, even as his ass was stretched ever more open, and Bret's magnificent cock slid deeper into Kevin, certainly more deeply than any other cock had done so before. Kevin nearly fainted from the simultaneous pleasure and pain his ass was feeling, but after a few glides in and out, he got used to it; and then the pleasure took over and sent Kevin into pure ecstasy. "You like that huh?" Bret asked. "Oh fuck yeah" Kevin panted out. "Tell me you want me to poz your ass." Bret said as he thrust all the way into Kevin. "OH FUCK! Yeah man, poz my ass!" Kevin could barely mutter as his ass was assaulted with deep punishing thrusts. "Do what?" Bret asked. "POZ MY ASS!" Kevin answered. Bret smiled to himself. He had his new cocklover right where he wanted him. "Do what?" he asked again, smiling to himself. "POZ MY ASS" Kevin blurted even louder. Kevin was completely under Bret's control; and was trying not to cum as he felt the big cock owning him. "POZ MY ASS!" Kevin again yelled. "Okay," Bret answered, "get ready for my poz cum to explode in your ass!" Brett quickened his pace as Kevin started stroking. Brett started to unload; and Kevin felt his ass getting slippery and started shooting his cum onto the floor. Brett grabbed Kevin's waste tighter and fucked as hard and deep as he could as he unloaded into Kevin's hole. Kevin suddenly remembered Bret was poz and found himself panicked as he realized he was getting a poz load blasted into him. The panic turned into excitement; and Kevin continued to cum, shooting a huge load onto the floor as Bret continued to cum deep inside Kevin. It was the most intense orgasm Kevin ever felt, and he could not believe how much cum was being shot into him. "Oh fuck!" Kevin yelped as he felt one final jab of Bret's huge dick shove into him. "There ya go," Bret whispered. "Finally got what you wanted." Kevin felt a strange sense of relief and satisfaction. "That was fucking amazing. I never came so hard," Kevin confided. "Be careful what you wish for," Bret thought to himself. They both managed to stumble to Kevin's bed, where they then passed out from exhaustion.

Probably you can patent a new ice cream flavour

You are doing a damn good job without anyone needing to edit your work.

damm, need my ass fucked so badly

woke up with a cold sore in my mouth....kinda hot

My last load taken was from a guy I met on barebackr.com. Super tall: 6'7" a giant with a giant dick. His big white cock, my smooth bLack ass. I've actually never took a duck as thick as his and I could literally feel his cum fill my hole because my ass because more oressurized and warm. God that was good sex.

Tomorrow January 28 2016 is the one year anniversary of me testing Poz.

Mmmm....would have loved to see a vid of that. Or even better, be one of the bottoms ;-)

I agree -this is fucking hot! I love stories where the guy who is terrified of HIV is suddenly sucked into the hunger that so many of us feel, and he gives into it!

I tested on the same day of each month when I was chasing. Prior to that I was doing the "good queer" thing of testing a couple times a year...usually at the local gay center. When I started riding sick dick, I wanted to know when I finally converted, so it was easier to buy a bunch off e-bay at test at home. The home tests measure the HIV antibodies in your system...not the actual virus. As others have noted it may take a bit to build up the level of antibodies until the test reflects a level that suggests that you are indeed POZ. In essence, if you are fucking a lot, the test is only valid for the moment you took the test. What happened after that is still unknown. But, if you get two pink lines, in nearly 99% of the time, any other type of testing will confirm you are indeed knocked up. On the other hand, a negative result my be disproved by other more discrete testing. In short, a negative test on a home tester is really of little value in proving you are indeed negative, while it is extremely accurate in stating you are POZ. As LKMIKE said, I found the testing kind of fun. I actually videoed each of my tests...to capture what my true reaction to the results would be. No doubt, the smile on my face when I saw two pink lines confirmed that all that fucking had finally paid off. On all these negative videos, the disappointment was equally clear.

My Tuesday hookup with the bigger bearded guy from India was better than I was expecting. Before he's only fucked me, and was quite aggressive, even calling me whore and slut as he fucked. Well, last night he comes over, gets naked, and lays on my bed and tells me to blow him. My pleasure as he has a beautiful 8" uncut cock. He is moaning and telling me I'm a good slut, then tells me to tongue his balls and ass for him. I love that cuz he's hairy as fuck there, so I get to work on his balls, taint, and as close to his ass as I can but he's laying on his back and it's hard to reach. Finally he rolls over and gets on his knees, and tells me to tongue his ass deep. Damn I dive right in, pushing my tongue in and out of his hairy hole, eating it like a professional. I reach and start massaging his nutsack as I tongue him, and he really starts moaning good. Then it happened- he yells back to me "fuck that hole, whore! Fuck me you pig!" I never moved so fast. The idea of barebacking his ass makes my cock swell even more. Up on my knees right behind him, rubbing my cockhead on his hole to spread all my precum around, then I push in slow and steady. He's tight as fuck (I think it was his first) but he only moans in pleasure. I sink my 7" all the way, and I feel him clamp down tight and almost blow my load then. I hold still until he yells again for me to fuck. And fuck I do! I'm gripping his hips and watching my cock slide in and out of that dark hairy ass, and he's moaning like a bitch in heat. I tell him his whore is gonna cum, and ask him if he wants my pig load. "Fuck it in me, whore!" was his reply, and I erupt into spasms, shooting my load as deep into his married pussy as I could. I keep stroking in and out of his ass til my cock softens and plops out. He reaches up and pulls me down next to him on bed, and spoons right behind me. His cock is leaking precum and he finds my hole fast and shoves his dick straight in me. I knew it tore me a bit but not so much I had to stop him. He thrusts in me like 7 times then unloads, calling me his fucking pig as he does. Finally he lays still, cock still in me, for like 20 minutes. Then he quietly got up, showered without asking, got dressed and left. All without saying one word to me. Best sex in a long time!

I agree- cheating makes it so much sleazier. Both on your own partner or hooking up with a cheater. Similar to fucking Straight guys and promising them they are the only ones you fuck raw with. They are special and your raw ass is all theirs and only theirs (for the moment).

The Growl In Vinnie’s loft were JT’s clothes. He wanted them back. He wanted Vinnie to drive him there to fetch them. They didn’t talk on the ride back to the city. It was very late and the fog hadn't lifted. Out here on the bridge they heard the deep bass of the fog horn. Fluttering lights off the bridge flashed by in syncopation. Shadows like bars rolled over Jeremy's face. He looked out into the grayness. He didn’t want to go home and be alone, but he didn’t particularly want to stay at Vinnie’s. He shivered once, which Vinnie caught. As they came off the bridge, Vinnie asked how he was. He thought about it, didn't know. He thought for a moment longer. "Changed." "Listen—" Vinnie started. "No!" he said emphatically. Raised his hand without looking. "Can't listen to—." Broke off not being able to speak, continued staring in the middle distance, seeing no street signs passing, no houses, no cars, nothing but a mist of gray. Vinnie turned up the van heater. Jeremy felt warm pin-pricks stir along his zipper. He felt around the crotch. Three holes, still damp. He looked at his fingers. Small shreds of fabric stuck to red blood. Bullet holes, three, where Vinnie had unloaded after the first shot to the head. The rest of the ride was more colorless streets, lights of oncoming cars, reds of taillight, turning corners in the maze that was the city. They rode the elevator staring straight ahead. Vinnie unlocked and pulled open the noisy gate. He switched on the overhead lights. It was an ugly room, thought Jeremy, full of ugly thoughts and ugly actions. It was familiar. It had followed him from Tennessee. It followed him wherever he went. He always remembered it. Only now it manifested itself when he looked at Vinnie. "There's a hose in the shower, if you—" They couldn't find the end of sentences with each other. He went to the stall in the corner of the room. Toed off the heal of the right shoe. Held on to a pipe to pry off the other. Dropped trousers over the shoes. He put the green robe on the radiator. He spied in the reflection of the dark glass scratches on his shoulder. He twisted and looked at the other. Claw marks there too. He opened the rust-stained shower curtain. Dried orange trails were on the walls and made spider patterns to the center of the drain. Vinnie was right, there was a hose. A green garden hose with the end cut off. He remembered a hose like that he drank from at his house back home. The water was so even, smooth, cold, perfectly shaped. Why did the shape make it so good? It was the best water he'd ever had, wasn't it? He wished all water from then on could slake his thirst like that. Life was the left-on hose soaking in the weeds, going downhill from there. He turned on both valves. It was cold. He bent down and miraculously the water poured in the same smooth way it did in his memory. It was a memory only for him. He drank and drank the smooth water till the water ran warm. He saw Vinnie looking at him. He closed the curtain and blocked him out. He stuck the hose up his butt, held it for a moment and let it flush out. Clear. Some flex of white, some brown. He tried not to think about it. He flushed out several more times until it ran null of substance. He flipped the switch on the shower head and warm water unevenly spouted at him. There was soap in a dish. The screws were rusty. The soap wafer thin. It would do. His back stung when the water hit it. He liked that it stung. Felt it purge something ugly, something foul. He turned off the cold and stood like a statue as it built to a scald and set his back ablaze. Steam rose around him till he couldn't see the walls, only felt he body burning alive. Vinnie rushed over and turned off the water, scorching his arm where the water struck. He pulled Jeremy out, grabbed towels next to the stall. First one went over Jeremy's head, another over his shoulder, a third wiped his chest. Jeremy dripped in a puddle all over the floor. Vinnie knelt to wipe his feet, soaking up some of the puddle. He picked up the warm bathrobe and gave it to Jeremy. Jeremy looked at the robe strangely. An object that was familiar but meant something other than what it was. P-A-I-N means bread in French. Why did that pop into his mind. He couldn't remember what he was holding, where it was from, where he saw it before. He declined to remember. In French, P-A-I-N was bread. The only thing from the three months from the required French class his junior year, December, before he was put in to rehab for six month, The first time.. Put it on, he told himself, and walked over to the couch in this strange room without walls. TV, couch, monitors, kitchen table, bed, handcuffs on chains hanging on a black brick wall, the screws in the walls that wouldn't pull out no matter how hard you struggled. He laid down sideways. Why didn't the room look sideways if he was? He grabbed a cushion and in a few minutes fell asleep. He woke in the middle of the night frightened, didn't know where he was. He looked around the room of blue static-filled light. Images on the monitors of men fisted, men being whipped, men in cuffs getting fucked. Not everything came back at once, but enough. Vinnie was in the leopard bed, facing away, snoring lightly. Jeremy had a blanket over him that wasn't there before. The Lion King, the plush blanket read. Gold silk fringe. He rubbed it between his thumb and forefinger. Not a memory but a sensation before he knew words. It felt good, comforting. He wanted desperate to feel good but forgot how you did that. A picture of the cub and the words, Hakuna Matata. From the swahili, hakuna (there is not here) and matata (plural form of problem). Tarzan wasn't in the movie, was he? No, that was another time in another Africa. It was singing animals. Some of the animals screamed, though. He pounded his head several times to stop it from thinking. He carried the No Worries blanket on his back. A cape that hid and protected him. The tattered robe underneath. The floor was warm. Swept. Vinnie was facing away toward the black windows, snoring lightly. Next to the bed he dropped the cape, dropped the robe, saw himself naked in the black windows, an unchanged reflection of highlights of blues and darker blues. He crawled into bed and spooned Vinnie. Vinnie flinched to the touch, then recognizing who it was and instantly calmed. He remained like that, awake, for a very long time. Minutes? An hour? Time: there is no etiquette. Jeremy's skin was cold, his breath warm on his neck. Jeremy had his hands clutched like he was praying in front of his face. He felt the clutched hands behind his head. He reached over and put his palm over Jeremy's hands. He felt he held him, one palm warming cold fists. Jeremy didn't move—minutes, hours—but something did move. Vinnie felt something rare and warm and excited rising at his back, hardening against his tailbone. Jeremy's upper body didn't move, but Vinnie felt his lower body, in the slowest of motions, geologically slow, grass-growing slow, a snail rising out of its shell, tilt then prod his hole. There weren't any words, not even thoughts in the time that passed. Only honest flesh. What flesh was trying to tell for the very last time. He reach under the bed and took out the KY he had used before. For the very first time he lubed his hole. Then he swathed Jeremy's over-sized weapon. Jeremy let out not a sound but an ecstatic guttural breath. Not a word but direct expression of sensation. A growl, not canine but ancient, neolithic. Vinnie never had been taken captive by a sound like this, willingly, wantingly. He wrapped Jeremy's mammoth erection in his fist and guided him in. It hurt as he mounted it. His entire life he'd only topped, not played with his hole, never tempted. But he wanted to keep Jeremy, his boy, JT, Tarzan, midnight cowboy, he wanted him, whatever he could find to keep him his. He opened himself up to a second inch. The first was devastating in its girth. He paused till he got used to it. The second, when it went in, was just as painful. He couldn't keep from squeezing it out, but by squeezing it he also greased the head again and made it more rigid, easier to push back in, which created a gasp from them both. Jeremy's tool was big enough for two hands, with three really, so Vinnie easily grabbed him at the base, with eight inches to spare. Feeling the boy's sparse light bush he kept impaling himself deeper till he accepted half of it. He didn't know how he'd take anymore. But Jeremy, asleep and awake, growling softly with every inch, feeling what Vinnie was doing but not cognizant of Vinnie's ultimate intentions, or confident in his determination to pursue Vinnie's parole, still instinctively felt a need to push his cock along where it was already going. He rocked a bit to get further inside, where it was warm, where he was in control. He felt Vinnie resist, so he eased up. And each time he felt Vinnie accept he took quick advantage to gain more ground. Vinnie internally sensed the stakes, felt the challenge. Relinquishing was the goal, and, man, wasn't it the most human thing he did in his life. Pain? He endured torture aplenty. Giving ground was giving up, but this relinquishing was as emotional difficult as it was physical. In fact, it was dawning, something he never knew because he never experienced, the combination of emotions and the basic physicality of it gave way to pleasure. One plus two is five. He started wanting Jeremy to hurt him, stretch him, make him feel something in his gut. He wanted it deep in every way. That something was real, was another person touching him, entering him. He kept taking, finally not resisting as the twelfth inch reached it mark. He pulled and pushed against it, wanted to continue feeling it. It could have been five inches or twelve: he had no reverence for this. A man was inside him. Someone he cared about, risked everything for. He felt the boy's smooth long body bang against his cheeks. There was something complete in this. This, the first time. Jeremy rubbed Vinnie's furry cheeks. Cherished them, fondled them, put his hand between Vinnie's legs. He raise a leg so he could get deeper inside Vinnie. He wanted all of Vinnie, nothing left on the table. He dipped and scooped till Vinnie really felt him inside, giving out a growl and moan. Sounds of hurt and pleasure. Prehistoric sounds. Sounds that kept other animals away in the jungle dark. Jeremy wanted him to know it was he, Jeremy, fucking him. He was in him. Inside him. Now would always be. Not soft and smooth—Jeremy was hard and awake. Not a dream, but real and wanting something out of him that he knew would be the last thing Vinnie would give up. He pushed Vinnie on his stomach and then pulled his pelvis up till he was on all fours. He rocked slowly at first, instinctively aware of Vinnie's vulnerable virginity. He looked in the reflective windows and liked what he saw. A beast with many legs and two torsos, a Centaur rearing and majestic. He slowly began to fuck waiting for Vinnie to catch up. If he didn't catch up to his pace soon he would make him, whip him till he caught up. And he did grow impatient. He squeezed his ass and felt his cock get harder and he smacked Vinnie's ass and it made him harder still. Vinnie bucked rebelliously, bucked back against him as a steed in defiance. Vinnie shook his head, ceding and rebelling to his rider at the same time, keeping Jeremy in check yet encouraging him to not quit pushing him. The roll of saddled and saddling was new to them both; there were no rules except what felt natural and good. Jeremy smacked Vinnie's ass again and Vinnie slammed back onto Jeremy's magnificent member. He felt the crown growing in size since it first went it, and the length taking over his entire entrails. It was growing like a second spine, taking over. He felt half his body being pulled out through his ass and then violently pushed back in. It felt so good he bucked and Jeremy plundered his captive, he grabbed Vinnie's muscular shoulders, feeling him under him, rapidly coming to a climax that he wanted more than anything. Sweat dripped off his forehead, ran down his chest into Vinnie crack, mixing with the lube and juice and now, thankfully, cum. Jeremy grabbed Vinnie's hips tight against him, filled him with all the rage and potency and desire that was in him. He pulled him tight against him again in lust and gratitude. He slammed against him with all his force in hatred and fear and repudiation and, finally, at the very last moment, love. He spewed in Vinnie as smooth as the stream from a garden hose. Running over into the brier patch, through dogwood grove, down the hill to the meadow where the Hemlock grew. Home. *** Vinnie was hard as a rock. Jeremy, breathless, rubbed Vinnie's slippery back. He laid over him and loved how they slipped like seals over each other. That slather elicited the remaining spurts of cum that remained deep in his bowels. He pumped his ass, squeezed his balls, pumped whatever was left in his sack, emptying into Vinnie so far inside, his seed would always remain there. He could've stayed like this if their legs permitted the rest of the night. But Vinnie had other thoughts. Vinnie pushed back, impaling himself on Jeremy. He sat on his haunches looking in back of him, and found Jeremy's face. He reach a hand around pulled him to his lips. Jeremy's went into the kiss open mouthed, and now, with a partially healed heart, he reached around to graze across Vinnie's chest, the midnight hair, the billowing abdomen, the black wilderness around his cock, the full throbbing member that greeted his hand. The member he could barely get his fist around. "Yeah, about that," Vinnie grinned, pulling himself off Jeremy with quite a bit of resistance on his and Jeremy's part, emptying Jeremy out with a regret of separation he soon hoped to replace and remedy ten fold. "Lie back, Jeremiah Tiberius. Time you rode in my saddle." He looked at him dead serious. "But only if you say so, partner." If it was no, that was it, he'd accept it. But Jeremy's face grinned a mile-wide yes, so he threw him down, grabbed the lube and ran the liquid freely over Jeremy's hole and his cock. He was attentive to the expression on the kid's face. Point of fact, in the last hour he knew first hand it would hurt—at first. But over the hump and he knew the pleasure he could give him—and the pleasure he would take. He slowly rested his cock atop the boy's hole. He wanted to erase what the boy's sense memory would project. "Stay with me," he said, holding Jeremy's head. He saw the boy was about to panic; that the memory of Friday night was creeping back in. "Look at me." His rigid cock penetrated the first hurdle, was gliding slowly, evenly into the boy's fuckhole, not being rejected while the boy kept his eyes on Vinnie. The moment his eyes started fluttering, he stopped, brought the boy back, letting him know he was there, right then, right now, with him. "I won't let you go, partner. I'm right here, okay?" Jeremy said yeah, then squeezed his hole to put a grip on Vinnie's large mushroom head, to assure himself that it was really him that was slipping into his body. He said oh yeah again, changing the affirmation as a praise to heaven. Looking up into Vinnie, seeing him for the first time really smiling. The warmth radiated from smile of Vinnie's imperfect teeth, seeing him, stroking his face. The imperfections in his handsome features. Jeremy saw a slightly off-set nose, the fight it came from, an aggressiveness, a don't-give-a-fuck, a small fleck of green in his brown eyes, on his cheek a small mole he never noticed. He kissed it, then the man, pushing his butt further onto his exquisite growing rod. He was taken by him, the subtle wave of his hair—the swollen eye and cut brow that he'd inflicted. He turned away clenching his hole, trying to push Vinnie out. "You're with me. It's okay. You wanted a who, remember?" Vinnie stayed in place. "I'm your who. I'll always be your who." Vinnie kissed him on the mouth passionately, and pressed the rest of himself inside until his heavy bush contacted Jeremy's receptive hole. Jeremy came in that instant all over the forest of his chest. Vinnie was pleased and took his time as the minutes, hours went by. *** They made love like that all through night, slept two hours and began again before dawn. As the light came up, on Jeremy's prodding, they took out the cuffs, but only if Vinnie agreed to be cuffed too. And first. Vinnie erupted probably the hardest he'd ever nutted when Jeremy had him chained with his face to the black wall buttfucking him from behind. Vinnie got them to be dirty boys, peeing on each other in the shower. Vinnie got Jeremy to drink his pee. Vinnie wouldn't reciprocate and Jeremy got mad, so they went and had breakfast at the coffee shop on the corner. Vinnie paid. Then Jeremy threw Vinnie on the bed, made Vinnie suck him off, gagged him a couple of times. Peed some in his mouth in the middle of getting head, which made Vinnie mad, dammit, got pee on the leopard spread. Jeremy replaced it with the Lion King blanket Vinnie had put on him in the night. Vinnie wasn't satisfied, so he let Vinnie spank the fuckin' goddamn shit out of his ass, just like his daddy would do back in the wood shed like when he found his two older boys play-diddling each other in the garage. Jeremy's ass was bright red. Not the first time; not the last. He hollered like heck but pulled Vinnie off which he was doing it. Then Vinnie put lotion to soothe his butt, then fucked him with his fingers in the middle of it with the lotion. Then Jeremy played with Vinnie's ass while Vinnie played with his. At nighttime they ate sandwich ordered from the deli. Vinnie embarrassed Jeremy receiving the order naked at the elevator from the delivery boy. With a humongous hardon! Jeremy hid under the blanket. Then they bit and licked and chewed each other under the covers, flipped twice: once playing Centurion and slaveboy with chains on top of the tiger pillows in Vinnie's harem, and cowboys and Indians with the Indian—Vinnie with pigeon feather stuck in his hair—getting head on a kitchen chair tied up by Jeremy in cowboy boots and hat and nothing else. They had a few beers and put on some straight porn and jacked off, especially with the nurse and the hunky doctor. At midnight they were hungry again and ordered a chicken parm, which they agreed to split. At twelve thirty they heard the elevator buzz and Vinnie said into the intercom, "About time! We're starvin' here." This time Vinnie wore his green bathrobe and Jeremy was draped in the Lion King blanket. They still, however, were sporting hardons underneath. The elevator door opened and Vinnie pulled back the gate with the usual crash. Mr. X stepped in followed by two extremely large men. "Vincenzo," Mr. X growled, "you cost me much money. You and boy." He took a pistol out of his long coat and shot him. He looked at JT. "You two play house?" Jeremy had no answer. "Get on bed," he said, waving the gun at the stunned boy. "You," he said to one of his men, "take blanket. You," he said to the other, "cuff him to bed. Much to pay for. Lots to talk about." ***

Part 3 After the various men had left, the only one left was the first guy that had come in whom I assumed was like the leader or something. He just hummed to himself nonchalantly as he moved about his business. I just watched him with fear and loathing. "I suppose you're wondering exactly what your situation is #40," he said as he wheeled a contraption behind Billy. "Yes you no longer have a name, just a number. You're #40 and your friend is #41. That's how many slave boys I've gone through. And yes, thats what you are now, my property." He looked me in the eyes as he said these words, enjoying the fear he saw in them. "You see, I have a little underground busines selling boys to satisfy the nasty desires of men. So yea, you're not only a slave now, but a whore too. At least you will be after tonight." He chuckled as he lined up the contraption to Billy's ass. It was a machine with a long pole and a large dildo attached to the end. He placed the tip of the fat, fake cock right at Billy's puffy, red hole. "You're friend here is already officially a whore now. Those men last night paid some good money for a first timer. Tonight is your turn." He said, placing headphones over Billy's ears. A tear rolled down my cheek as I shuddered. "This is going to help break your friend into his new position. The headphones have a repeating loop telling him he's a whore now. A worthless faggot cumdump slave. A slave who will crave cock and cum. A slave who will crave pain and degradation. A slave who will serve any man he's sold too." He removed the metal spreader from Billy's mouth and Billy moaned in pain as he closed his jaw for the first time in hours. "Why?" Billy croaked, barely able to speak. "Why us? Please let me go." he cried. "Oh there's no leaving here #41, unless I sell you once you're of no more use to me, or I dispose of you because you're so damaged I can't even do that. Although I always seem to be able to find a buyer. There's always someone wanting a boy to fufill their ultimate darkest fantasies. The slave I just sold went to a couple in New York. They're particularly cruel and he will suffer greatly before he meets his end." Fresh tears rolled down both our cheeks as we listened to our fates. The man just laughed as he picked up another needle and administered it to Billy. Billy went rigid and coughed again as the man pushed a button on the headphones, then walked to the contraption, flipping a switch. The machine kicked on and started plunging the fake cock deeply and harshly in and out of Billy's already sore and ravaged hole. Billy howled as this new torture was inflicted on him. "That should really bust his cunt open. A few hours of this and he won't even know what world he's in anymore. See you in a few hours, sluts." With that the man left. Billy sobbed and wailed as his abused ass was plundered relentlessly. Unlike a man, the machine kept a steady, unwavering pace, shoving what had to be 9 inches all the way in before withdrawing to the tip, forcing the flared head constantly past Billy's puffy, red sphincter, lubed only with cum and blood. I could only hang there and watch my friends torture, fearing my own. I have no idea how long it went on, hours for sure. Billy's sobs eventually became grunts, then nothing as his ass was pulverized beyond feeling. After what seemed like an eternity, the man and Earl finally returned. Ignoring Billy, they started to finally unstrap me. I fell off and into their arms, unable to controll my numb extremeties. They removed the gag and let me down to the floor. I lay there moving my jaw for a few moments before I started to try to crawl toward the door saying "Fuck You!" to the men. They just laughed as Earl landed a hard kick into my balls with his steel toed boots. I doubled over in pain as the two men each grabbed an arm and dragged me across the floor, my bare skin scraping along the cement. They picked me up and placed me on my back in a leather sling, quickly strapping me in, legs in the air. The man grabbed a needle and tied my arm off. I wept knowing this was the end. Earl dropped his pants and spit on his big, hard cock, lining it up to my asshole as the man inserted the syringe, pushed the plunger, and released the band. WHOOSH!!! A wave of electricity flew threw my body as my brain exploded and my lungs seized up, eliciting a deep, wracking cough. The Earl grabbed my thighs and mercilessly plunged his fat, black cock into me. "AAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGG" I screamed as a searing pain unlike any I had felt before ripped through my soul. My head thrashed from side to side as my ass burned like it was on fire. "Damn, this is my favorite part of my job!" exclaimed Earl. "Being the first to rip open a young white boy and hear him scream for the first time! The blood is the best!" I knew what he meant, that my asshole was bleeding from being torn apart. I just sobbed and wailed as Earl pounded me as hard as he could. After what felt like an eternity to me, he buried himself as deep as he could and went ridged as he pumped his cum deep inside me. "Feel that boy? Feel that cock spurting deep in your slave cunt? Thats poz cum slut! The same poz cum that shot into your friend yesterday!" I cried as this new realization dawned on me. Although at this point it should have been no surprise. Earl just pulled out and moved to my head, grabbing it. I could see blood and cum coverering his semi hard cock. "Clean it off slave! And don't even THINK of biting it or I will crush your balls with a sledgehammer!" I shook, knowing he meant it, and took his dirty cock in my mouth, trying not get sick as I sucked it clean. The man then entered my burning hole, and pounded me deep and hard. "Call me Master boy! That's my name to you. Master or Sir! Thank me bitch for fucking your slave whore cunt!" I refused and Earls grabbed a riding crop and started hitting my cock and balls as hard as he could till I acquiesced. "Yes Master!" I screamed through my tears. "Thank you Master! Thank you for fucking your whore Sir!" "Thats better slave! You will learn! I will break you, just like I will break your friend, just like I've broken EVERY slaveboy I have captured!" He snarled as he pumped a second load deep in my guts. He too made me clean off his dirty cock. Again I have no clue how many men fucked me that first night, I just know it went on for hours. After my second shot my moans of pain became moans of pleasure. In my fucked up state the cocks raping me started to feel good. I was almost sad each time one pulled out and I felt empty. Oh god, I really WAS a faggot slave whore!

So. This is another true story. A few weeks ago, my husband had just left for work and I was horny as hell. Note for those who didn't read my earlier post: I'm a 27 year old whore. 5'7" and about 150lbs. Hairy and love bottoming. My husband is a sweet adorable man who doesn't have much of a libido and I'm always horny as hell so I fuck around when he is away at work. Bored out of my mind, I decided to hit up some of my regulars to see if they were free. Nothing there. I hit up A4A and BBRT and small town that I am in, nothing. I finally resorted to Grindr. Posted a note saying I was horny and looking for now. A few minutes later I was hit up by a blank profile. No pleasantries. Just a simple "address?" Being a good slut I gave him my address. He asked, "std and HIV?" Me, "Clean. You?" Him, "Squeaky clean." That's all he said. I quickly showered and cleaned up and prepared the lube and condoms. Fifteen minutes later he sends me a message, "Here." Buzzer didnt work so I went downstairs to get him. At the door I literally stopped short. I saw a fucking hunk of a man. Handsome as fuck. White guy. Late twenties. Built like a football player (big and beefy). Black beard and the deepest blue eyes. The guy seemed too good to be true. I thought maybe he was there to meet someone else. I walked up and opened the door. He looked at me and said, "this is gonna be fun." I led him upstairs slowly. I was so in awe of him I couldn't walk any faster. I finally ushered him into my house and he asked where the bedroom was. I pointed it out weekly. He held me by the neck and led me into my own bedroom. I knew who was in charge. Once inside, he said, "Listen faggot. I'm straight so don't even think of trying to kiss me. Understood?" I weakly replied, "Yes Sir." I quickly got to my knees and untied his shoes. I took them off and took a big whiff of his sweaty smelly socks. I licked his smelly socks and rubbed my face all over and under his feet. My submission to his superior self got him hard. He motioned me up to his crotch and I obliged by quickly unbuckling his manly texas style belt and jeans. I pulled down his pants to his ankles and he stepped out of them. All the while my face was buried into his sexy grey boxer shorts as I was aiming for that hard on. He slapped me on my right cheek on the face and pulled off his shirt. For the first time I saw his sexy hairy chest. He had the perfect chest. Big and burly. His chest hair thicker and blacker than mine (which can be hard considering I'm brown). He had a sexy Tattoo on his left pec with his name on it. We will call him Brandon. He had another sexy complex mechanical tattoo on his left shoulder and upper arm. Basically with his shirt off, this Addonis went from a 9 to a 13 out of 10. I feel it is a bottom's duty to ensure that the bottom slut is undressed faster than its top. So I too quickly took off all my clothes down to my birthday suit left in just the work socks that my baby daddy had given me and told me to wear every time I got fucked by another man. Anyway, my sexy straight top then went to lie on the bed on his back. He made himself comfortable using my husband's pillows. And then ordered me with those Godly eyes onto his crotch. I politely obliged and took a big whiff of his sweaty crotch before begging him for permission to remove his boxers with my mouth. He permitted me. I did the finest and fastest job of doing so considering the practice I'd had. His cock was a beer can thick 9" member oozing precum. It was covered at the base by a thick growth of the densest public hair I had ever seen. This white man, whoever he was, was the finest specimen of a testosterone filled man I'd ever seen. I quickly started to lick his hairy balls and work my way up to his thick uncut cock. His crotch was pungent. And he was sweaty. Maybe he had worked earlier. It got me even more horned up. I took his cock in my mouth and tried to deep throat it. Gagged. He laughed and pushed me down on it. I choked and gagged for a few minutes before he let go. And then my throat became used to him and I wored his thick dick deep into my throat over and over. "I dont want to cum this way faggot," he said. I knew what he meant. I squirted some lube on my ass and positioned myself on my back. I grabbed a condom and started to open it. He laughed. "I'm gonna breed you raw faggot." With that he forced his thick cock onto my hole. It was too big. I screamed a "No. Condom please." He slapped me hard across the face. So hard it hurt. Angrily. He grabbed my face and chin with his hand and pushed his face into mine. "I will do as I want. And I will fuck your ass raw. Understood?" I started to cry. He spit on his thick cock and forced it in. I screamed in pain and he held his hand over my mouth and pushed my face down as he forced his way into my ass. He was pushing down on my face so much and so hard into the mattress, I could feel the box spring hitting the back of my head. My ass was higher than my face and completely at his disposal. He kept forcing his cock in till he was balls deep. And that's when the rough thrusting began. My screams were muffled by his sheer force and his loud animal grunts as he raped my ass raw. Twenty minutes later I had lost all strength to fight back and he was still strong and powerful destroying my sore ass. The pain was slowly starting to feel good as I knew I would probably never be raped like this by real man ever again. He moved his hand from my mouth to my neck and pulled me up to his hairy pit. I took a big whiff and as soon as I smelled his manliness, my limp dicklet sprung to life. This seemed to please my sexy bear rapist and his thrusts started to get deeper and faster. He kept hitting my prostate and after five more minutes, he had me cummings hands free. I shot all over my chest and face. He smiled and continued to grunt as my hole automatically became tighter after I had just come. It started to hurt more and more. I started to tear up again and whimpered. Finally he announced that he was getting close by grunting loudly and started to deposit volleys after volleys of his baby juice into my ass. I counted thirteen thrusts and volleys. I finally took a deep breath as he pulled out of me. My ass felt empty. He brought his dick close to my face to clean off. I could see pink splooge on it. I knew he had ripped me up good. I lapped up everything that was on his dick as he laughed for some reason. He looked at me handsome as ever and said, "You're such a faggot." As he wore his clothes and I lay there exhausted with my ass sore and bleeding, I said to him, "Thank you Sir."

Hey pigs. Just opened a tumblr. Not mutch yet. Still in the daily hunt for twisted things to share. Juat posted a vid of mine where i got wrecked and bred by my furst poz top. Let me know if the link works and hit me up. Hopefully this year ill have plenty more for you guys. https://www.tumblr.com/blog/youngbbload

Today, just before 5:00, and just as his office was closing, I saw a new chiropractor. He was a tall, very hot black man. I was stripped to my jock strap, and we were quite flirty. He told me to stand and bend over the table, saying he needed to check out my back. As I did so, I realized felt his pants scratching against my ass as I also felt his dick rubbing my crack. He had apparently quietly opened-up his zipper and pulled-out his absolutely huge, long cock. He spat onto my hole and rammed the entire length of his dick up inside my body in one thrust. I felt as if I was being ripped apart. Then he continuously pounded my hole for half an hour or so, occasionally completely withdrawing himself, only to ram his way back in, balls deep, keeping this up until he nutted deep inside me. He stood absolutely still as his nutted, his cock inside my ass, as his cum flowed for what seems to have been five minutes. Afterwards he pulled out, zipped up, and, telling me to hold that position and clench my checks, he disappeared for about 15 minutes. When he returned he again unzipped, and again rammed his cock up inside my ass, giving me another 30 minute fuck. After blowing his second load, he withdrew saying my back should feel great. AGREED!!!!

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lol not at all. I was 12 when I gave oral for the first time, however.

FB came by for his daily dollop of jizz from my sick dick.....I am beginning to think he LIKES POZ CUM. I know I am loving shooting it.

I'm from manchester too, jaccc91 on kik

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Last time I was in Palm Springs I visited CCBC. I was hanging out in one of the playrooms and this hot guy with biohaz tattoo was fucking the hell out of this kid. He shot his load in him and I asked if I could eat it out. It was a huge load and tasted amazing - very hot. Especially knowing it was full of Poz swimmers. BBRT- fucknfeedme

Liked sucking the cum out of another guys cock and at first couldn't swallow my own. It took a bit of time. Started by tasting and swallowing my precum. Then just went for it. Was really good. After the first go do it often now. Cum is good

I have had many anal n fucks whete no names were exchanged, but for me, I live for hot verbal. Name dalling, telling me how much he love my ass and mouth, me telling him to tear me in half, I live a hot verbal exchange when fucking. There was this one top, however, that used to sneak me into his house and fuck me in his office down stairs while his wife and kids slept upstairs. I really had to bite my lower lip as he pummpled my ass in the dark, only my soft moans and his grunts mixed with our bodies slapping together was heard. He really got off in the fact that he could be caught at any moment and lived for the rush.

Why is this even a question?? Raw, bareback fucking is the way nature intended it to be. I hate the saggy, artificial feeling of a covered dick in me just as much as Tops hate the lack of sensitivity. I cant count the number of times a sexual encounter was ruined because the damned rubber made the Top go soft or disabled him from ejaculating. Physically, a raw cock is just so much better. The skin to skin contact as his dick glides in and out of my eager hole, my boi pussy gently tuggng on his meat on each out stroke, his veiny thick dick rubbing my P-spot or the head of his cock squuzing past my S-curve, is pure ecstasy. And that final wave, the feeling of his jizz shooting and splashing against my walls, the full, warm feeling spreading within my core, utterly delicious. Mentally, it's invigorating, seeing the look of pure joy on a Top's face as his massive cock is sheathed by my warm, wet, tight, boi pussy. He knows he truly owns me, that he will mark his property with his cum, making me his bitch. I love that moment where he's done cumming (for now), that look of utter satisfaction, know that he chose my hole to unload his precious essence in me. Spiritually, it's an rnlightening event. This is especially so if the Top is my BF or long time lover. After a night of him breeding me over and over, knowing that the contents of his balls are completely drained into me...heavenly. I feel truly content in my role as a bottom, that my satisfaction comes only from his satisfaction. Day or night, I do everything in my power to be the receptacle of his cum. It's my job to ensure my man is sexually satisfied, his mind clear to take on the world, free of distraction from his manly urges to breed. As the warmth of his cum subsides within me, I know boi pussy is absorbing his DNA, his essence, his very being. Bare backing is not simply about the physical satisfaction of fucking. Receiving cum from a man is the highest form of worship that transcends existence.

I love to lick ass before I fuck. Even if dirty. Hot if dirty. Only then I make a mental note to kiss them before I start fuckimg, to share the filth lol. And more so if preloaded. Love random cum. But hate lube ass. Tastes like plastic. But quick piss enema helps clean that up.

Only counting anal loads. 18 so far this year. I think this is shaping up to be the sluttiest year for me..... Would never have thought I would have taken more that 1 or 2 a month before, lol, I mean it's happened if I have gone to a party but usually that is once in a blue moon... Now I'm trying to find as much as I can.

I met Rusty several years ago at the gym in the steam room. He was on the shorter side, very skinny, pale skinned with strawberry blond hair. He also had a cock that even when soft looked huge on his small frame. One night I walked in the steam room and found him laying on the upper level his legs spread and that amazing cock just hanging there. We were the only one there that late and as I undid my towel and let it fall his hands went to his cock and started rubbing. It wasn’t long before I leaned over and felt his cock hanging over his balls. I was surprised to find him rock hard, all those times I thought he had a huge cock when soft actually he was hard walking around, only his cock didn’t stick up when hard it hung down heavy and full. I wasted no time and sucked his cock all the way into my throat. Rusty has the type of cock perfect for sucking, long and thick at the base but tapering down towards the head. I sucked his cock and pulled on his balls with one hand and inched my fingers to his hole with the other. He spread his legs and gave me full access to every part of him. I was pulling his cheeks apart and licking his hole when he climbed down, got on the floor between my legs and started sucking my cock. He had me leaking pre-cum in no time. We stood up and I bent down to kiss him my hands finding his ass again telling him I wanted to fuck him. He moaned and turned around bracing his hands on the wall and sticking his ass out for me. My cock and his hole were already slick with spit and sweat from the steam and I teased his entrance for a bit but when I finally popped the head of my cock in he pushed back hard and suddenly I was balls deep in him. He tensed and we both stood still as his hole relaxed around my cock. We quickly found a rhythm and our bodies were slapping together in the darkened steam as my cock bottomed out in his hole over and over. We could hear a few guys in the locker room, and one guy did go into the sauna which is directly across from the steam room but no one interrupted us. The fuck was exciting because we were doing it somewhere so public and the idea that we might be caught was a turn on but also knowing I was fucking this little guy, this big dicked bottom really had me going. My hands on his hips I was pulling him back on my cock slow and steady. Then I reached around and stroked his cock for awhile as he told me to fuck his slutty hole. We changed positions and I sat on the bench as he climbed over me and sank down on me impaling himself over and over again on my cock. I asked if he liked my big, raw cock in his slutty hole and he quickened the pace and fucked himself faster. Soon I knew we were both going to cum and as I bucked my hips up he slammed himself down on my cock and soon I was shooting a huge load into him. Once he made sure he had my entire load he stood over me and jacked his load onto my face as I fingered his cum filled hole. He leaned down and licked his load off of my face and kissed me with it and then got on his knees again and licked my cock clean. The combination of the fuck and the heat from the steam had us barely able to move. We got up and showered to cool off and he told me he really needed that. I smiled and said I was glad to help anytime. He reached over and grabbed my cock and stroked it as I leaned over and kissed him again. He had me hard enough to slip back in his hole which is exactly what we did right there in the shower area where anyone could walk in on. Afterwards we talked and we both admitted we loved bareback sex, cock, and cum. I said I only fucked BB and while I wasn’t chasing specifically I wasn’t scared of it either and he admitted he was actively chasing HIV. He wanted to be converted and pozzed up. For about a year we would hook up when we saw each other at the gym and be look out for the other if needed. I watched him suck and get sucked many times and joined in quite a few as well. One memorable time was with a poz older black guy with a nice sized dick. I kept watch for them but as that black cock sank into Rusty's pale hole I couldn't help myself and had to lick that big, black, poz dick as it slide in and out of him. Then suddenly he moved to another state and I heard from a mutual friend he had a big religious conversion and had changed his ways. I hope he is happy wherever he is.

Major hot when a boy is very feminine acting girly and thinks of his hole as his boipussy and it was made for pleasuring dudes cocks , and milking them good ,, milking all the cum out that the man will give to him . when I was younger me and a good buddy of mine hung out all the time and he had a boy that lived next door that would spy on us through the fence while we laid out by the pool , so one weekend when his parents were out of town for few days , we were out hanging at the pool smoking some partYEE and GETTING HIGH and we could hear something by the fence and we knew it was the girly neighbor boy watching us . So my buddy called over to the fence and said I know your there , and don't be shy , come over and join us . So the boy was nervous but he came over , , a very cute young feminine high school boy . so we told him to come sit down between us and smoke some partyee with us , and could tell he hadn't done any before but he was excited and quickly agreed and smoked with us and when we could tell he was extremely high , we asked how he felt and he said very very high , and was embarresed to say but was feeling extremely horny , and we told him that it was the partyee it makes you really horny , and me and my buddy then took off our shorts and got naked and laid back and then said to the boy why don't he grab ahold of our cocks and show us how horny he is , The boy grabbed our cocks and started stroking and sucking us back and forth . He was so excited and horny he went crazy on our cocks working them good , and our balls building up huge amounts cum , we then got up and all went into the house and resumed our positions on the couch watching BB porn . and the boy saw a scene was playing of a bottom riding the other dudes cock and the boy said that's soo hot ! and we asked him if that's what he liked ? and he replied he loved it but had only done it to his dildo , would ride it while watching porn and fantasize it was a real cock , So my buddy told the boy to grab the bottle of lube off the coffee table and lube our cocks then told him to take turns sliding his sweet boipussy down our our cocks . And the boy didn't even stop to ask about a condom and slid his hole down on our raw cocks and began bouncing , Pumping his boipussy up and down and getting more and more horny. We told him he was being a good pussy boy and told him to milk us and make us cum deep up his hole , .. And the boy steady pumped his hole up and down milking my buddy till he was moaning loud and told the boy he was going to start cumming . and the boy kept pumping and milked every drop out , then slide his cum filled hole off and slid it down on mine using the cum for lube and began pumping my cock till I flooded his hole with my huge load . . then he slid off and went back down back and forth between our legs working our cocks , until our balls had our next load ready for his pussy to milk out . . He stayed all day and night with us , milking load after load . We couldn't wait till the parents of my buddy would leave town again , they were going to be out of state traveling few times during the summer and my buddy was going to be able to stay home . We were looking forward to having the place all to our selves again and having the boy next door come over and stay with us and parTyee and be our CUM MILKING PUSSYBOI

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.

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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.

Part 3 I carried on cruising for sex in public toilets throughout my second year and enjoyed every minute of it. I had started off being careful - mindful of the fact that people got arrested for what I was doing. As time went by, however, I paid less and less attention to the risks and began to take more and more chances. One afternoon I was in a toilet I had discovered over in the south side of Glasgow. The toilet block was just outside a park, set back a little from the main road. I had discovered it a few weeks before and had had some horny fun in there. That afternoon I was feeling good - I had just finished sitting exams and was ready for some fun. I was also feeling very horny. Nothing happened for a while and then a dark haired stocky guy came in. We cruised each other and soon we were wanking together at the urinals. We ended up in a cubicle together and I wasted no time getting his big cock in my mouth. He had a nice big hairy cock and also a hairy arse, which he let me lick for a while before he bent me over the toilet and fucked me hard and fast, depositing a big load of cum right up my arse. I was feeling on top of the world as I pulled my pants up and followed him out of the cubicle. Exams were over and I had just enjoyed a very horny fuck. I washed my hands at the sink and followed the guy who had just fucked me round corner to leave the toilet, only to find the way barred by two police officers - one male, one female. There then followed the most uncomfortable and humiliating ten minutes of my life. The police officers pulled us out of the toilet and made us stand just outside in full view of everyone passing by as they began to question us. I was totally shitting myself - I was convinced my life was over. Fortunately the other guy had more presence of mind and he stood up to their questions. They asked us what we had been doing in the toilet and he said confidently "Having a piss". They looked at me "Err..yeah...me too." I muttered. "You were in there a long time?" said the male police officer. "I had to take a dump" said the other guy. "Err...yeah....me too" I muttered, conscious of the stares of people passing by and wishing the ground would swallow me up. I realised, however, that they had probably just got there and were just fishing with their questions- they didn't actually know we had been in the cubicle together - otherwise they would have arrested both of us. The female office was okay but the male was a total cunt. They questioned us for a bit longer, but I was feeling a bit more confident now and neither of us admitted to anything. In the end they let us go with a warning and I have never been so relieved in my life. I was a lot more careful after that - and I never went back to that toilet or even to that part of the city again. At the end of my second year I got the chance to go and study in Germany for three months. I spoke German well and was really looking forward to spending some time there and really getting to speak the language. I could only afford a really cheap student ticket and it meant taking the night train from Glasgow to London and then the boat train, the ferry to Holland and another train into Germany. I didn't care though and set off in high spirits. I arrived in London at about 6:00 AM and travelled on the underground to Liverpool Street station where I was to get the boat train. I had never been to London and a few hours to spare so I had some breakfast in a café and set off to explore the area around the station. After a while I came to a public toilet - it was one of the old fashioned Victorian underground toilets that used to be common in London. I didn't hesitate. One of the guards on the train had eyed me up and shortly before the train reached Euston I had followed him into the toilet and sucked him off, ending up with a nice big mouthful of cum. I hadn't cum myself though and I was feeling very horny as I went quietly down the steps into the toilet. At the bottom of the steps I almost collided with a an old guy who was standing at the bottom of the stairs. I realised almost at once that he was keeping watch at the foot of the stairs and sure enough two other guys were standing at the urinals next to each other - a dark haired guy who looked to be in his thirties and a young black lad. I took my place a few urinals away from them and quickly took a piss. When I had finished they were both still there and it was not too long before the dark haired guy flashed his cock at me. I showed him mine and it was game on. Soon I was standing next to them as we all showed our cocks and began to wank. I bent over and began to suck the dark haired guy as he reached down the back of my jeans and began to finger my arse. I now had a good look at the cock the young black lad was wanking - it was big! I so wanted it in my mouth and, if possible, up my arse. Soon I was sucking the black lad as the dark haired guy unzipped my trousers and pulled them down along with my pants. I bent over and spread my legs, hoping he would get the message. He did - and soon I was lubed up and he was pushing his cock up me. Once again I was being fucked in a dirty public toilet - pants down in the middle of the urinal area - the dark haired guy's cock up my arse and the black guy's cock in my mouth. We couldn't be seen by anyone coming down the stairs as we were round the corner and I knew that the old guy was still keeping watch but I knew that we would have to be quick and I was really hoping that the black lad would fuck me too. I clenched my arse tightly on the dark haired guy's cock and told him to fuck me hard and he did. He gave me a really good hard fuck and shot his load up me quite quickly. When he pulled out I turned round and offered my arse to the black guy. He hesitated and the dark haired guy said "Go on, fuck him." I had never been fucked by a black guy before and I was really turned on as, after a further short hesitation, he pushed his big cock slowly up my arse. His cock was so big I had trouble getting it up me even though I had just been fucked and the dark haired guy pulled my cheeks apart and helped guide the black guy's cock up my arse. It was one of the horniest fucks I have ever had and I loved every minute of it. The dark haired guy was urging him on, telling him to fuck me harder and cum in my arse. I don't think I had ever been fucked so hard and fast and I actually started to piss a little as the black lad began to fuck me even harder. I could tell he was getting close and after a while he groaned and shot his load right up my arse. I felt as if my arse was gaping as he pulled out, stuffed his cock back in his pants and disappeared up the stairs and out of the toilet, closely followed by the dark haired guy. I straightened up, panting and sweating, and wiped my forehead with my T shirt. I had just pulled up my pants when I saw the old guy who had been keeping watch coming towards me. He indicated to me to bend over and I realised he wanted to fuck me too! I had always enjoyed letting older guys use me in public toilets but this guy must have been well into his seventies and I had never been with anyone as old as this. He was not very attractive - unshaven with white, straggly hair and I was just thinking how the fuck do I get out of this when I saw his cock. It was almost as big as the black lad's! I had not cum yet and I was still horny so I pulled my pants down again and bent over against the urinal. He was up me in seconds. He fucked me really well and I was really turned on by the thought that I was now being fucked by some old guy with no one keeping watch. I knew he was getting close and I wanked myself off as he fucked me, shooting my load into the urinal as the old guy shot his cum up me. He pulled out, told me I was a dirty cunt and left. I knew I had been stupid letting someone fuck me in the open area, especially after my brush with the law a few months earlier, but I had got away with it and I loved the fact that I had taken three loads up my arse on my first morning in London. I enjoyed every minute of my three months in Hamburg and made some friends who have stayed friends to this day. I didn't find any active public toilets at first but this didn't matter too much as I was being fucked regularly by a married guy I met at a reception for foreign students. About six weeks into my time at the university I went to an extra seminar in a building on a different part of the campus. When the seminar was over I needed to pee and went in search of the toilets. I followed the signs down into the basement of the building and walked for ages before I found some toilets right at the end of a deserted corridor miles from anywhere. As soon as I went in I could tell it was active. Two guys were standing at the urinal and had obviously stepped apart only as I entered the room. Two of the four cubicles were occupied and I went in to the next one. Almost at once I saw a glory hole, covered with toilet paper. I quickly took a piss and the pulled my trousers and pants down and sat on the toilet. There was no sound for a while and then I heard the unmistakable sounds of sex coming from next door. I waited a while and then gently removed the paper and looked through the hole. To my surprise, a guy was squatting down with his back against the wall of the cubicle next door, his pants and trousers at his ankles and as I looked down and saw the gap between the cubicle wall and the floor I saw another pair of legs right behind him and I realised he was being fucked under the stall. He was quite a fit guy - dark haired, slim with glasses. He looked up at me and I grinned. He grinned back at me and began to fuck himself more obviously on the cock that was sticking up under the partition wall. He motioned to me to stick my cock through the hole and I did and soon I was being sucked as the guy in the other stall continued to fuck him up the arse. After a while I heard noises which indicated that the guy doing the fucking was coming and sure enough the other guy stopped sucking me and stood up. I looked through the hole just in time to see a big spunky cock being pulled back through under the stall. Just then the guy with the glasses looked through at me. I was just about to push my cock through the hole when he turned his back to me and bent over, pulling his cheeks apart. It was one of the horniest things I had ever seen as he pushed and I saw a lot of cum slide out his arse and down his balls. He pushed some more soon the cum was running down his legs. I don't know how many loads he had up there, clearly more than just one, but watching him push it out was such a turn on. He pushed some more cum out his arse and then backed up to the glory hole. I was up him in seconds and I fucked him hard and fast, shooting what felt like a massive load of cum up him after just ten or twelve thrusts. I went back to that toilet quite a few times and had some more good experiences in there - but none quite as horny as that first one. Part 4 to follow

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I posted on Craigslist that I was looking to suck and possibly get fucked by str8 guys. I was specific that I only wanted masculine men. Mostly interested in Str8, curious or bi married guys. I got hit with a lot of replies, but most seemed to be gay guys that were too nelly for my taste. I did get a couple of supposedly str8 guys that replied. But most turned out to be just pic collectors. But one guys email reply seemed to stand out. He said he was a 49 year old married, bi curious, Highway Patrol Officer. His wife was no longer interested in sex. And he was in desperate need of a blow job. He told me he was str8, but had once had a blow job from a guy. And was open to try it again. He made it clear he would not reciprocate. He included a pic of his cock. He showed a very nice 7", cut dick. With a big, mushroom head. I quickly replied that I was fine with just blowing him. I desired no reciprocation. I included a few pics of me sucking dick. Then told him that I"d send my address if he was interested? I again got a quick reply from him. He told me his location. And said he was very interested. He was only a few miles from me. So, I shot back to him with my address and directions to get here. He said he'd be here in about 15 mins. But he warned me that he'd just gotten off duty. So, he'd be in uniform. And driving a Highway Patrol Pickup Truck. Was I comfortable with him showing up at my house like that? I know wondered if he was just feeding me a bunch of bullshit. But if he was, I was game to call his bluff. I told him I was OK with him in his uniform and truck. And that I'd see him in 15 minutes. I put a str8 porn dvd on the tv in the bedroom and quickly douched. We hadn't discussed anal. But, I always like to be prepared , just in case. Sure enough, in less than 15 minutes, my doorbell rang. I answered the door. And standing there was a 6'2", muscular guy with salt & pepper hair, in a Nevada Highway Patrol Uniform. His Highway Patrol Truck was in my driveway. I have to admit, my heart started to pound. I was turned on as well as a bit nervous. Was I being set up? I invited him inside. And led the way to my bedroom. The room was dark, except for the light from the porn playing on the tv. Get comfortable, I said. "I'm a bit nervous about this", he said. "So am I", I chuckled. He started to remove his gun belt, then his pants. I began to undress as well. He stripped down to his white briefs and undershirt. Then sat on the edge of my bed. Facing the tv. I got on my knees, between his legs. And put my face up to his crotch. Through his white briefs, I began to gently chew on his soft cock. I felt it grow a bit as my mouth played with it. Then I reached up and pulled his briefs down. He lifted up his hips to let me pull them off him. I then took his partially hard cock in my mouth and began to suck. His cock quickly hardened in my mouth. I took my time worshiping his cock, balls and licked underneath his balls as well. Then I lifted his legs and licked down to his puckered asshole. "Woahhhh"........he said. "What are you doing?". "Have you ever had your ass licked?", I asked. "No", he replied. I went back to his asshole and licked it. He let out a soft moan. I really made love to his ass as I felt him relax and enjoy it. He was moaning and groaning and grinding his ass on my face. He was obviously enjoying it. I continued to stroke his cock as I ate his hole. Then I went back to his cock. I could taste precum on the tip of his dick. I sucked for a few minutes, then asked him, "Do you want to fuck me?" "Fuck you?", he said. "Yeah. Want to fuck my ass?" "Hmmmm? Not sure? I've never thought of fucking a guy?" "Wanna give it a try?" I said. Without waiting for his answer. I stood up and knelt on the edge of the bed. I spit on my fingers and put it to my ass to lube it. I did this several times, till I was well lubed with spit. "Stand behind me. Put your dick in me", I said. He slowly moved to my ass. I could tell he was hesitant, but turned on by the idea. I felt him put his hard cockhead to my asshole. I spread my asscheeks and then felt him slide up into me. He let out a soft sigh as his cock slid into my warm hole. He took no time until he was really pumping in and out of my ass. Soon he had grabbed my tightly around the waist and was pounding his cock into me. It only took a few minutes before he let out a loud grunt and slammed deeply into me. I squeezed my ass on his cock as I could feel him emptying his balls into my ass. As with most str8 guys, he came, then quickly pulled out and began to dress. "Are you ok?", I asked. "Yeah. That was hot. Sorry for cumming so quickly. But I wasn't expecting all of that. Thought I was just getting a blow job." "My ass and mouth are yours, anytime you want it", I said. "I've got your email address. You'll be hearing from me". He quickly dressed back into his uniform and was out the door in moments. I did hear from him the following week. He's fucked me on a regular basis ever since. He even brought one of his Highway Patrol buddies with him once. They both fucked me. I hope he'll bring more of his buddies with him. I love taking uniformed dick.

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It kills me how these pretentious fags slam Lito, we are such a hateful community! To meet him and converse would be one thing but dont act like he owes you something! Dude is a pornstar by career and its cool to be a fan, be respectful and I'm sure he would do the same! Imagine some rando dude coming up to you tryin to come on to you or bring up your adult film work in public! AWKWARD! ANYWAYS, I absolutely LOVE Lito Cruz and always look for him to have more movies come out! Keep up the good work Mr. Cruz Im a huge fan!

I took my first cock and load when I was 10. The guy who fucked me was our 35yo neighbor who was babysitting me while my folks where away on family business. It hurt like hell and it was more rape by a pedophile than anything else. But somehow I was proud I could take his big uncut cock inside my ass, but was horrified at first by his load. After that I was hooked on taking it in my ass and on the delicious cum. We continued to fuck on a regular basis for about 2 years until he was caught fucking an other boy from my block and was sentenced to prison. When he was gone it took me about 2 years before I found another guy for sex. But now, after 35 years, I still remember how my first fuck went, it was just for his pleasure and not mine.

i was 11 when i took my first load he was a classmate at school, and we never used condoms, and to this day i VERY rarely use condoms, i just love the feeling of seed deep inside me